Vanessa's Journal
Week commencing August 9
Quite a quiet week really, nothing exciting happened. Even the eclipse of the
sun wasn't worth the effort of looking at.
When I went to work on the Friday, Debbie told me that she'd collected her car
and that there had been a bit of a reception waiting for when she'd arrived.
Four of the salesmen were there, all wanting to show her every bit of the car.
Of course she'd had to bend over a few times and there had always been one of
them behind her, and in front of her, waiting to get a glimpse up her skirt or
down her top. It had only taken her seconds to realise what was going on so
she'd decided to milk it a bit and had managed to get them to fill up the petrol
tank (they paid) for her before she'd left.
Saturday August 14
Early afternoon Jon came into the salon and stayed just long enough to give
Debbie a little box. I kept watching her and when she went to the loo I followed
her and asked her if she was going to put her new friend Ben Wa to work. At
first she wasn't sure, but in the end she did. I watched her for the rest of the
afternoon, it was quite interesting, and watching her made me get all damp.
Twice people asked her if she was all right and when it came to going home she
said she just had to go and take them out. She said that there was no way that
she could have walked to her car and then driven home with them in.
Jon took me into town that night, and round some of the livelier pubs. No one
gave my ultra short dress a second glance and most of the girls were wearing
skirts that short. I wonder just how many of them weren't wearing what I wasn't.
Sunday August 15
After the newspapers it was straight to the gym and a workout. I wore my white
lycra shorts, bikini top and Ben again. I hadn't intended to put Ben in, but
when I saw the same youth that was there the previous week I changed my mind.
Needless to say that he smiled and said hello when we walked in, and he kept
looking over towards me all the time. I'm sure that he saw the outline of my
rings and chain, AND the wet spot on my shorts when I used the machine that
stretches your legs wide open. His face went all red and he looked away for
quite a while.
I'm sure that he was waiting for me to use the exercise cycle, I know I was. Ben
had been working before I got on the cycle, but as soon as I started the cycling
movement with my legs Ben really earned his keep. I pedalled faster and faster
as I tried to hide the building orgasm. I don't really know why I pedalled
faster because there were only 3 people in that room and all 3 knew that I was
getting off in front of a man that I didn't know. Jon was quietly getting on
with his weight lifting and the youth and me were staring at each other. He knew
exactly what I was doing.
I slowed down when I came, but didn't stop pedalling until I was something like
normal. I got off the cycle with sweat poring off me (and a very contented look
on my face). The youth was still staring at me right up until I looked directly
at him and said, "I needed that!" The poor lad came back to earth again and
started using the rowing machine again.
We went for a swim next, and as we walked to the changing rooms Jon told me to
leave Ben in, and to change my shorts for the rest of the bikini. In the pool
there were a group of about half a dozen teenagers, boys and girls. As I walked
from the changing rooms the boys saw me and stared at me. I wondered if one of
my pussy rings had 'escaped' from the confines of my bikini bottoms but I just
ignored them and jumped in after Jon.
We did a few lengths and the movement of swimming made me cum again; then went
into the jacuzzi. We were the only ones in there to start off with and Jon told
me to take my bikini off and put it on the tiles at the side. This didn't bother
me for 2 reasons, firstly I would be below the bubbles and no one would be able
to see me even if there had been anyone there; and thirdly, I enjoy the feeling
of the bubbles on my naked pussy. I was laying back end enjoying the experience
for about 5 minutes when 2 of the boys came and joined us. No problem as I was
below the bubbles, except that one of them was looking at my bikini on the tiles
outside the water and then looking back at me. He nudged his mate and they were
whispering to each other. A couple of minutes later there was a problem, the
bubbles stopped (the last few times that we'd been there the bubbles were on all
the time).
After about 10 to 15 seconds the water was calm and very clear. The boys could
see everything that I've got. I looked down and with me being sat at the edge of
the underwater seat I could see all my pussy and jewellery. If I could see it
then they could. I looked at Jon who said, "Young lady, do you often take your
swimwear off in a jacuzzi?"
It took me a few seconds to think of what to say, then I said, "Where I live
people don't normally wear anything at all." "That's not the done thing here so
I suggest that you leave. Better still I'll take you out." Jon replied. With
that he grabbed my arm and pulled me up out of the water and then the jacuzzi. I
just managed to grab my bikini as Jon pulled me by my arm right round the pool
to the stairs towards the changing rooms. I didn't make it up the stairs before
Ben took me over the top again. The fast pulling that Jon had been doing brought
on a strong orgasm and I just couldn't move. Jon saw what was happening and let
go of my wrist. I leaned against the wall while I shook as it arrived with
force. As I started to calm down I looked round the pool and saw that everyone
in there was watching us.
Outside the changing rooms Jon laughed and said, "Good reply, I'm glad to see
that you didn't tell any fibs, otherwise I would have had to punish you. Go and
get dressed, we need to be back at home." As I walked into the changing room I
said, "Must remember to tell a fib next time." I just heard Jon say, "I heard
that."
Back home we both stripped off and I got us some food then Jon settled down to
watch some motor racing. I'd just finished clearing up when the doorbell rang.
It was Debbie, she was out for a drive and had called to thank us (again) for
helping her buy it. She didn't look at all surprised when she shuck her head
into the lounge to thank Jon and saw him naked. We went into the kitchen and no
sooner than I'd got us a drink than the doorbell rang again. This time it was
Bridie and she was upset. I took her into the kitchen and poured her a drink as
I introduced Bridie to Debbie.
As Bridie sat down she said to Debbie, "I know you don't I?" After a few minutes
of working things out it turns out that they went to the same school and that
Debbie was in her last year whilst Bridie was in her second year. Debbie
couldn't remember Bridie, but Bridie certainly remembered Debbie because of all
the gossip about her. Needless to say that Debbie (and me) wanted to know what
everyone had been saying. It turns out that all the kids knew that Debbie shaved
her pussy and that she used to sit at the front of the class so that she could
flash her pussy to most of the teachers. Bridie said that she had been amazed by
it all at the time, but now she'd wished that she'd had the guts to do it,
especially when Debbie told her that it got her lots of A+ grades.
Bridie had come round because she was upset - she'd just bust-up with her
boyfriend. He'd started getting all possessive about her and wanted her to wear
underwear all the time. Now that Bridie had discovered the joys of being
knickerless, there was no way that she was going back to sweaty crutches and not
having any flashing fun. Well not when the weather was reasonable. After a
couple of drinks and lots of talking we all made a pact never to wear knickers
again. It was easy for me cos I don't have any, but I wondered how Bridie and
Debbie would get on as they both still live with their parents. I suppose
they'll tell them that they were washing their own smalls.
About an hour later (and most of a bottle of martini), Jon came in to get
himself a drink. He hadn't heard Bridie arrive and was a little surprised to see
her. When she saw his lack of clothes she said, "Well if both you two are
starkers then I might as well be as well." As she stood up and started taking
her top and skirt off, Debbie stood up and said, "What the hell!" and off came
her dress as well. There was now 3 naked, shaved, women and 1 naked, shaved man
in the same room. I guess that most men in that situation would have had a
raging hard-on and be wanting to screw all 3 of them, but Jon was so cool about
it. He just said, "Cheers!" took a mouthful of his drink and walked out. I
suppose it must have been something to do with the fact that he could probably
have any one (or all 3) of us anytime that he wanted.
The 3 of us took the bottle into the conservatory and it wasn't long before we
were talking about sex. Debbie was telling Bridie the truth about what she got
upto at school and how she used 'pussy power' to get things that she wanted. She
also told her that she'd flashed her pussy at the salon owner to get her her
job, and that she still did it sometimes if he'd asked her to do a job that she
didn't want to. I made a mental note of that in case there came a time when I
was asked to do something that I didn't want to.
We spent the next couple of hours finishing off the bottle of martini and
telling each other about the 'exploits' that we had been upto in the last few
months, and the next thing that I knew was when Jon came in and told us that we
were all drunk. He brought us another bottle of booze in and left us to it. I
know that we went on talking for ages, but the next thing that I really remember
was that it was getting dark and that Jon was carrying me upstairs.
