Cloe Chapter 4

Damn, it gets hot in Florida. I, being a girl from the Midwest, ain't used to this stuff.

Tony and I've been spending most of our time together at each other's condo, so I've been sleeping in later than usual. I'm not getting up until around noon, so I've been going to the condo's gym. It's not crowded in the early afternoon, so I can do toning exercises quickly.

I'm usually at the pool when Tony gets home, and we stay there until it's time for dinner after quick separate showers. We go out.

Lately, Tony's been challenging me to wear less and less. A few nights ago, I wore a sheer black swimsuit cover-up over a black demi-cup bra and a black thong. The lounge we chose served bar food, and with little chance of offending anyone, I felt ultra sexy walking in. There was a mixed crowd, with more men than women. None of the ladies showed distaste at my lack of clothing, and one woman smiled and gave me a thumbs-up when she saw me.

We sat at the bar with an empty stool to my left. It didn't stay vacant long! Tony's knee bumped my thigh as soon as someone sat down next to me. I turned and smiled at a middle-aged man, apparently intoxicated, who immediately said, "Damn, you're hot!"

"Thank you," I replied. His eyes were all over my body. I'm not sure he looked at my eyes for minutes. Seeing the impact I was having on him, I turned in his direction and turned my shoulders to make sure he was seeing how little my bra was covering. "My husband likes for me to make new friends when we go out. Are you from the area?" I asked.

"What? Sorry, I was looking at your boobs," he said.

"Well, at least you're honest," I told him. "I would be very disappointed if you hadn't noticed them."

Tony put his hand on my thigh, so I took that as a signal to place mine on my new friend's leg.

"Are you married?" the stranger asked. He had missed or forgotten my previous comment.

"Me? I'm just a single girl. I was told to meet someone here tonight. I guess he stood me up." I hesitated. "Would you stand me up? t" I squeezed his leg.

The poor guy was either too soused or numb to feel my gesture.

I turned to Tony and suggested we get a table. We moved to a two-top with high stools. This put me on display even more in the room.

We ordered finger food and laughed about how, even in my most daring outfit, I seemed to have trouble picking up men. That wasn't true because, within minutes, a couple Tony knew walked in.

"Hey, Josh and Katy, let me introduce my lady friend, Cloe," Tony said.

The woman, beautiful, laughed quickly. " Honey, I see Tony is choosing your wardrobe."

"Hey, I resemble that!" Tony came back. Josh kissed my hand and said, "I hope you can survive the onslaught."

"I've been about to control him with my whip and handcuffs," I joked.

The couple pulled two more stools over, and for several minutes, Tony was the brunt of unmerciful comments.

They ordered drinks, and everyone learned my life story from Tony. I wasn't sure if he would leave out the sex I had with his friend or not. I did find out that Katy and Josh were not married, but they lived together and, in essence, maintained an 'open relationship.' Meaning they screw others but usually in the presence of each other. In other words, swingers.

Josh asked, "Are you two into the scene?"

Glancing at Tony and then at Josh, I said. "I don't know about Tony, but I'm game." Katy giggled and said, "I like this woman."

We enjoyed the evening until after midnight and then called it a night--we all promised to get together soon before leaving.

Once in the car, I leaned over and kissed my man. "Did I do well?" I asked.

"Perfect. Josh would screw you in a heartbeat." Tony said.

"Even without seeing the rest of me?' I teased, throwing back my shoulders and causing my boobs to shoot out of the skimmy bra.

"OK, confession time. Have you 'done' Katy?" I asked as I held his cock through his shorts. Tony didn't answer immediately, so I knew he had.

As I continued to apply pressure on his testicles, I got an answer. "Well, yeah, I dated her a couple of times."

"And? Don't leave anything out." I suggested.

I began to unzip his shorts and fish out his cock. He was already leaking pre-cum.

"Katy went through a tough time. She lost her husband to his secretary, and it 'flipped her switch.'. She went crazy wild over sex. I was one of many who dated her. She's been with Josh now for over a year, and it seems to be good for both of them."

"I can relate," I said. And then adding, jokingly, "Luckily for you, I'm still in the wild, crazy sex phase."

I masturbated Tony as we drove back to my condo. I held his cock as we walked to my door. Hell, it was late, and I didn't think anyone would be out.

Once inside, I pushed his shorts and underwear down and began one of my fabulous blow jobs. I was running my tongue up and down his tool and licking and nipping at his balls. I knew he would cum too quickly, so I backed off and removed what little clothes I was wearing.

Standing in front of Tony, who was on the couch. I placed my hands on my hips and, in my nasty voice, I asked. "Do you think Josh would like some of this?" I began running my forefinger on my right hand up and down my labia lips.

Watching my hand, Tony said, "Hell, yes! Who wouldn't?"

I turned around and spread my legs. Looking back over my shoulder, I continued, "And maybe some of this?" To emphasize, I put my hands on my butt cheeks and spread them.

"I'm sure he would. But right now, I want to get some of that ass myself."

Smiling, I went into the bedroom and came back with the lube. I sat on the edge of the couch with my hips barely on the edge. Opening the lube, I began to spread the liquid on my anus. Tony was standing, watching, stroking his cock. I made a display of slipping my fingers in my anal opening and enlarged it until I had three fingers going in me easily.

I stood and spread my legs, bending over, and I placed my hands on the coffee table. I knew Tony was hard and ready. I was, too.

"Fuck me, Stud. Fuck me like you own me." I said in almost a growl.

Within less than a minute. Tony was pounding into me so hard that I was having difficulty holding onto the table. He felt larger than usual, and I was moaning in pleasure when I heard him climax.

Needing to get 'mine,' I moved to the couch, sat, and spread my legs wide. I reached down with my right hand and fingered myself furiously. I finally came so loudly I'm sure I woke the neighbors.

We showered together and cuddled in my bed.

"Do you think we should swing with Josh and Katy?" Tony asked.

"Don't you do this to me!" I explained. "Do you think I was imaging your cock fucking my ass?" Then, I added quickly, "Honey, you're all the man I need."

"Yeah, right," Tony replied. "I just don't want to lose you to somebody else."

"You aren't going to lose me to anyone. I'm very fortunate to have you, and I am the one who should be scared."

Sliding away from me, Tony said, "Well, Katy probably would take me back."

I pushed his ass off the bed,

The following day, I couldn't get the possibility of swinging off my mind. I was sure I could separate the sex from emotions, but what if Josh or Katy couldn't? I was being foolish, I know.

I began to wonder just what Tony wanted out of our relationship. The sex was good, but honestly, not great. I shouldn't be greedy, but I want, I guess, all I can. Would Tony be able to adapt to that?

Exhibitionism is something I've always wanted, but never actually been in a position to do. Now, with Tony, it's caused me to explore my other sexual desires.

I had an aunt whom I stayed with frequently while in college. She was a divorcee, beautiful, and dated almost every night. I would watch her get ready, her lingerie, her dresses, and her stiletto heels. Her suitor would pick her up, and I would watch her leave, wondering where they would go and when she would return.

Often she wouldn't come back until the next day. She would wink at me as if I should know what was happening. Today, I'm sure she was an escort, fulfilling the men's dreams. I would love to follow in her footsteps.

I let the idea of swinging slip from my mind for the time being. There were too many other ways Tony and I could move forward in our sexual debauchery.

That evening, when Tony arrived, I suggested we go to Tampa for dinner. The drive was a little over an hour, but the availability of restaurants looked rewarding on the internet. I was ready, wearing a faux leather mini skirt, a matching top which laced with leather like strapping and my 4" black fuck me pumps. Quite fetching if I do say so myself.

Tony approved. While he showered, I fixed us a drink to consume on the drive over.

Once in the car, I turned to expose my bare thighs and the fact that I was pantless. "Sugar, I hope we can have a great time. After dinner, perhaps we can visit one of the adult boutiques and find me some outfits. I bet they have a huge variety of toys, too."

"Cloe, your a horny man's dream" was his reply. "If I didn't know better, I would think you were reading my mind."

We ate at one of the better eateries, but had to wait for over an hour since we didn't have reservations. The wait was well worth it. Tony kept looking at my restrained breasts in the faux leather top for his pleasure, so I went to the ladies' room and returned with the lacings loosened and revealing the area from the top of the garment to the bottom. My boobs swayed wonderfully as I walked back to our table.

"I can tell from your face you like the view better now." I teased him. "It's a shame this top is sheer, because if it were, you could see how hard my nipples are right now because of the air conditioning."

"Baby, sometimes I wonder if you would like to watch me having sex with other men. Maybe you could watch from a hidden location and sneakily take photos. We could lie in bed and relive the sex later. Would you like that?"

"Would you do that? I enjoyed seeing you with my workmate that evening. I wish I had taken my phone outside with me, and could have taken some shots when I came back in."

"Would that be something we could experiment with? I wouldn't have any problems with doing it. I love sex with you and don't want to jeopardize our relationship, but I don't think that extra fun would do that. I could be your make believe 'slut'. I bet we could do some unbelievable things."

I was sure Tony's cock was hard as wood as I talked. "Baby, once we get to the car, I'm going to give you one fantastic blow job. That is, if you have already shot off by now."

My man called for the check, and we walked out to the valet. I tried to stay in front of Tony to hide his erection, but I'm sure that was not possible.

Tony drove to a closed business site and parked. Naughtily, I got out and walked to the driver's door, opening it. Kneeling, I hastily removed his cock from his pants and began tonguing his rod. He was so excited that it only lasted a couple of minutes before he delivered a massive amount of sperm. I cleaned him thoroughly before returning to the car.

"Time to find that adult store," I said. "Should I go in alone, and you follow so you can watch me shop. Who knows, there may be some men in there I can tease."

"Hell, yes. You're full of ideas tonight. I'm not sure my heart can survive all of these activities."

"Honey, I'm great at mouth-to-mouth and other places."

After half an hour, we found one. I kissed Tony and felt his crotch. "Give me a few minutes, then come in." Stepping out of the car, I said, "I promise I wouldn't seduce anyone without your approval." As I walked away, I turned and winked.

The place was very well lit. There were two couples and two men looking at various items.

The racks of garments were primarily for dancers, and I'm sure ladies like me would appreciate them. I perused some of the mini dresses, many of which came with tiny thongs. I found three I loved. Short and sheer.

They also had a vast selection of shoes--more of the 5" variety than I had ever seen previously. I wasn't sure I could walk in them.

I wandered through the store and was approaching the adult toy section when Tony entered. I winked at him and began to look at the enormous variety of dildos on the walls. I took one off the hook and was admiring it when I noticed one of the men approaching. Knowing Tony was near, I looked at the man and smiled.

"Are you new to the area?" he asked.

"From Orlando. Just in town to see a friend.' I Cloe." I said.

"I'm Charles. I'm a part-owner of this store. My wife and I own two others in town."

You have a nice selection of merchandise." I responded.

"Are you a dancer?" Charles asked.

"No, not any longer. I'm too old to do that now. I am what they call a 'working girl'. Does that surprise you?"

"Your beauty, I'm sure, is desired by many men," Charles commented.

"Thank you. I was looking for a dildo for a friend of mine. She likes to include such fun in her dates." I told him.

Tony was moving closer and walked past me as I chatted with Charles.

"Charles, do you arrange dates for your customers?" I asked. "I can make it worth your time for your efforts," I said.

Damn, I was laying it on thick! What if he asked me for the costs of my services? Hell, I have no idea what a lady of the evening charges. $500 is possible. What if he said that was too much? Thank goodness he didn't ask.

Please leave me a phone number, and I'll contact a few friends. I'm sure I can help you." Charles replied.

I took out a notepad and wrote down a fictitious number. Tearing it off, I handed it to him, holding his hand, and saying, "I assure you, the clients won't he disappointed."

I returned to the clothing rack and retrieved the dresses I had picked out. Using the credit card Tony had given me earlier, I paid for them and left.

Tony joined me in the car a few minutes later. "Did I hear you tell that guy you're a prostitute? Really?"

"Sweetheart, I promise I'll be a very expensive prostitute," I said, grinning.

I was giddy with my performance. Hell, who know's, I can be 'had' for the right price, or a large enough cock!