The whole point of the story is missed if you do not read the first 3 chapters. I am not conceited enough to think I have created a work of art valuable for anything other than a few minutes of entertainment. Read it and enjoy yourself!
By the way, a special thanks to Lance for poof wreading and etiting this! I love ya Lance!
Jerks, jerks, jerks, God men are such jerks! There seems to be just no pleasing them somedays! I guess you just have to take them by the hand and lead them to happiness.
To; Mad Scientist
From; Horny Joe
Doctor,
Jackie has been on the treatment for five months now, and I am afraid things may be getting out of hand. I feel guilty about drugging her without her knowledge, and even though she seems to be perfectly happy with her new attitudes and lack of inhibition I am becoming concerned. I don't want to turn her into a nymphomaniac, or for her to lose control of her own life completely.
Last night she gave me oral sex in front of her best friend of almost 20 years. Linda is the other test subject in our study. When I came home the girls were sunbathing, in the nude, on our back porch. Neither one of them appeared the least concerned about being naked. Then Jackie just pulled my pants down and did me right there, to climax, while Linda openly watched. I have got to admit that it was the most exciting sexual experience of my life!
Now I'm feeling bad, guilty, about what I have been doing to Jackie and helping Alan do to his wife. If we are making them do things against their will, or removing their will not to do something, that seems wrong to me.
I am thinking about stopping the pills and telling Jackie the truth. I want your opinion before I make the decision.
Joe
"No you don't buster!" I said to myself, "not after all my hard work!"
There was no way I wanted to go back to what things had been like between us six months ago. We were miserable, frustrated and thinking about breaking up. Trying to return to that life would kill our relationship. Besides, I have never had more fun in my life! In my opinion the magic pills were the brainstorm of a lifetime.
I had to come up with something pretty good to turn Joe back around, so I set my devious mind to work. While I was pondering the solution Linda called.
"Hi there!" she chirped cheerfully as I answered the phone, "what's up?"
"Oh just working on a special project," I replied, not about to tell her the story.
"Well as one submissive slut to another, how'd you like to go shopping today?"
"You didn't!" I screamed excitedly into the phone.
"Oh yeah, I did!" she said in a proud tone. "After watching you last night, and listening to your theory about why men are so weird, how could I resist?"
"So how was it, what happened?" I asked.
"Voyeuristic now are you?" she teased.
"You're damn right I am, I want all the details, after all I do feel responsible for your breakthrough. "
She would never know just how responsible for it I really was.
"Well I woke up feeling especially sexy this morning, but not all that horny, you ever feel like that?"
"I know what you mean, just in a teasing mood."
"Yeah. So I cooked Al some breakfast, parading around naked, wiggling my ass at him and all that stuff, and trying to make him horny. That's not real hard work with Al by the way."
"He kept suggesting that we crawl back in the sack, that if he went to work like that, meaning his hardon, he wouldn't be able to concentrate all day. Well I was feeling kind of mean, enjoying my newfound power to light him up, so I just kept teasing."
"God," I interjected, "it is so much fun to fuck with them isn't it."
"And so easy!" she replied.
"Anyway, just as he was getting ready to leave I kind of sauntered up to him, smiling a devils grin and told him I had a little something to give him before he went to work. Just like you said to do I knelt down in front of him and pulled his pants down and went to work on him. You would not believe the look on his face!"
"Yes, I would. I've seen it a hundred times on Joe's!" I told her.
"I guess you have you slut! Anyway I was having a ball! I never knew that it could be such fun, it used to always be such a chore, something I only did because I had to, you know. I had made up my mind, I guess when I got out of bed this morning, that I was going to show Al just how much I loved him, adore him as you say."
"I'll bet he was feeling pretty adored about then!" I quipped.
"It was hilarious! When he came we both jerked at the same time and he popped out of my mouth. I ended up with him all over my face, my cheeks, my chin, and in my mouth. But I didn't stop! I was determined to finish what I started and give him something to really remember."
I tucked him back in and then stood up, He kissed my forehead, I guess that was the only dry place he could find. You know what he said, standing there holding me by the shoulders and looking at me all splattered with his cum, he said I was the most beautiful woman he knew. Wow! And you know what else, I believe him! Then I shooed him off to work, telling him to think about me."
"I'll bet he thinks of nothing else all day!" I commented.
"Jackie," she said in a quieter voice, "when I went into the bathroom to clean up and saw myself in the mirror, well....I got turned on by it. I mean that mess, his cum, all over me made me horny. Am I a pervert Jackie?"
I chuckled, "Yeah, you are, a horny, happy pervert, welcome to the club! I'm just kidding, there is nothing wrong with getting excited over something so sexual. I think it's normal. What excited you was the idea of what you had just done for your hubby and I think it's great!"
Changing the subject I asked, "So what's this about shopping, where we going?"
"Oh, I want to go pick up a few things for Alan and need your opinion and advice. I think I want to get some lingerie. You know stockings and garters. Al was watching a movie the other night and a girl showed up in that and he commented about how sexy he thought it looked. Then he said that he thought I would look really sexy in something like that. Well the idea has just sort of stuck with me, and the more I think of it the more I think it would look sexy. I guess it's just the pills working, but who cares. What do you think?"
"Sounds like a plan to me! Some men want us naked and some want us fancied up a bit. Maybe Al likes a little gift wrapping on his presents. Pick me up in about an hour, I have to take care of some emails before I go."
To; Horny Joe
From; Mad Scientist
Joe
Think things through very carefully before you make this decision! Once done it can not be undone!
Ask yourself these questions before you decide. Are you happier? Is Jackie happier? Are Linda and Alan Happier? I don't mean just your sex lives, but in general? Have there been any signs of any kind that either of the girls has experienced any physical or emotional damage from the treatment?
From what you tell me the girls are taking an interest in keeping themselves in shape with diet and exercise, so they are healthier as well as happier.
What will happen if you spill the beans to Jackie, will she tell Linda? What will Linda do?
Right now you have a win, win situation. If you tell Jackie everybody loses. You will hurt not only your marriage, but your friend's as well. Do you really want to go back to where you were when we first made contact?
As for your guilt: I understand that, and admire your concern, but I think it is unnecessary. You have obviously made her life better, giving her a gift, in my opinion.
If it will put your mind at ease, our studies have shown that the pills do not make a woman into a nymphomaniac, they just eliminate her inhibitions and reduce the socially imposed restrictions that keep them from doing things they would like to do. Like hypnotism, I don't think you can make a woman do things against her basic nature by using the pills, You just eliminate the obstacles preventing her real nature from showing.
You can test this by asking her to do something totally outrageous and see if her natural good sense protects her.
M. S.
"Wonder what he will think up?" I asked myself.
Linda and I spent the afternoon shopping in the best lingerie stores we could find, burning up Al's credit card and having a blast.
XXXXXXX
Jackie blew my mind last night when she sucked me off with Linda sitting there. Seeing Linda naked for the first time was a shock in itself, but then what Jackie did, wow! Then I got to thinking. Thinking too much is a problem Jackie tells me. I guess she might be right.
I woke up this morning feeling guilty as hell. I have been drugging my wife for months without her knowing it and now I was helping a friend do the same to his wife. What kind of asshole does that to the woman he loves? I had decided that I would tell her the truth, that I was not the hero she thought me to be. I couldn't work up the nerve before I left for the office, so I sent an email to the Doctor. Now I'm glad that I postponed things.
Al called my office right after eight. I was afraid of this call and didn't know what to say, but had to take it.
"I understand that you saw my wife naked last night?" he began.
"Al, look I'm sorry, I just walked in and there they were!" I explained to him.
"What did you think?" he asked without a trace of anger.
"Well Jesus Al, she's beautiful!" I honestly answered him.
"Yeah, she is, isn't she," he mussed. "You're probably the first person to see her naked since we got married, including her doctor probably."
"She really is something special Al," I told him.
"I understand she got to watch Jackie suck your dick too?" he asked.
"Jeez, does she tell you everything?" I asked a little shocked.
"I hope so!" he replied.
"Look Al, at first I was so surprised by finding two naked women on the porch that I didn't know what was happening, then it was too late to stop, you know what I mean?"
"Joe I found out this morning exactly what you mean! Linda sent me off to work with the best blowjob I have ever had. She even let me cum in her mouth! I thought you were BS'ing me when you used to tell me Jackie did that! God, it was great. As soon as I got to the office I sent her a dozen roses! I'm going to get tickets to that new play she wants to see too."
"Get four," I told him, "Jackie wants to see it too, we can double date."
I was shocked by Al's bluntness. Not that we didn't talk about sex a lot, what we would like to do to some hypothetical gal, but this was his wife we were talking about, and mine. I do know that the mental image of Linda watching Jackie suck me off made my dick hard again, or was it the picture of watching Linda do Al? That would only be fair.
After finishing up with Al, very relieved that he wasn't looking for me with a gun in his hand, I checked my email. The message I expected from the Doctor was there.
I didn't really need his reassurances now, but his thoughts made good sense to me. I think it was fear over Al's reaction that had me feeling worried. Of course I have noticed that the bigger my dick the smaller my feelings of guilt.
I called Jackie on her cell. "Hi lover," I said when she answered.
"What's the matter?" she asked, "your dick hard?"
"I called because I love you and missed you," I replied, sidestepping the question.
"Oh I bet it's really hard!" she answered not fooled in the least. "You know where I am?" she questioned me, "Linda and I are at Bare Necessities trying on a few things, don't you wish you were here?'
She can be so mean in her teasing, she knew that all I would think about that afternoon was her sexy body.
"Hey, this Saturday we want you and Alan to take us shopping. Think you can talk him into it?" she asked me.
"You know Al plays golf every Saturday," I reminded her.
"You don't think he would enjoy this more? I bet he would, I know you would!"
"I'll talk to him. By the way, we are getting tickets to that play you guys want to see, that will be the same night." I told her.
"You're wonderful! That will be great! We can go together and really have a fun time. Pick someplace nice for dinner," she bubbled back at me.
I made the call to Alan next. "Al, the girls want us to take them shopping Saturday." I told him.
"You know that I play golf every Saturday, besides, I hate being drug around some mall all day looking stupid." He almost snapped at me.
"Look Al, you really want to do this, trust me. Have you been shopping with Linda since she started on the pills?"
"No, I hate shopping and she knows that!" he replied.
"Al, this will be a whole lot better than golf, believe me!" I told him again. "I'll bet that Linda is ready for you to "suggest" what dress to wear to the play that night, it might be a lot of fun helping her choose it. Besides, I know you have been wanting to see more of Jackie since that night in our living room, this will be a good chance for that too."
"You're kidding?"
"No, I tell you I've been shopping with Jackie, it's one of the sexiest shows in town!"
"Ok," he said, "I'll call the guys and beg off this week, but you better be right!"
"Al, you'll probably give up golf after this weekend."
My dick was rock hard. I had just promised my best friend that he would get to see my wife naked again, and I knew that my sweet, darling little bride would be more than willing to show herself off for him. Sometimes life is just too good! I went to the restroom and jacked off, because I couldn't stand it any longer and had to relieve some of the tension. The picture in my mind was Jackie on her knees, my cock spurting down her throat and Linda stark naked watching us.
XXXXXX
After I got off the phone with my horny husband I went back to Linda where she was checking out half cup bras that just covered the lower half of the breast, leaving the nipples bare.
"Sexy," I told her, "and you have great tits for it too."
"You really think so?" she asked me, "Al says he likes them, but I guess I'm just not used to thinking of my breasts as sexy."
"Well then you're the only one! The boys are going to take us shopping Saturday." I told her.
"That will be the day, when I can get Alan to spend the day shopping with me. If he does go he'll just be a grouch all day long."
I laughed, "You just gotta trust me kiddo, I'll show you how to keep old Al following you around until the stores close! We'll empty their pockets and fill out their pants and they will love every minute of it!"
"Well you haven't been wrong yet, so I'll trust you this time. Look we've got to run, Al is taking me to dinner tonight and I want to try out some of my new clothes for him."
As had almost become a habit with us Linda called me the next morning.
"You know Jackie, I think the boys have got to be taking some of their own pills! Al has been so sweet to me, and last night he was an absolute doll!" she began.
"They do have a bit more incentive to be nice to us lately you know," I reminded her.
"Yeah they do don't they!", she laughed back, " anyway last night after Al got home and told me he was taking us to that new Italian place I was feeling especially playful. I came down stairs in my new short white skirt, the one I picked out yesterday, and I was wearing the white garter and stockings we got. I walked into the living room where he was sitting, waiting for me and asked if he could see my garter straps when I sat down.
He sort of sputtered and put his newspaper down and looked me over. It was a great look, made me feel really sexy, know what I mean?
Then I sat in his lap and asked if they showed now. I could feel his hard prick in his pants. His hand slipped up my thigh and pushed my skirt up to the top of the stockings and told me that now they did and they sure looked sexy!
I jumped up and told him not now and then flounced up the stairs so that my skirt bounced real nice and gave him a teasing peek. I told him to sit still, I needed his opinion on something else.
I came back down with red and white panties in my hand and asked him which ones I should wear. The white matched my outfit, but the red would stand out better if anyone peeked. He couldn't say anything, he just stared, Red? White? I asked. Oh well, then how about natural, I asked him and raised my skirt to show that I had nothing on under it.
I thought he would jump out of the chair and take me right then. Needless to say he picked the natural look. That's the first time I can remember ever going out of the house with no panties on. I didn't wear a bra either.
All night long Al had his hands all over me, holding my hand, touching me, walking with his arm around me, it was neat!"
"Sounds pretty good to me," I told her, "did you guys fool around any?"
"Nothing really serious, just teasing. I made sure my straps showed in the car and for a little while in the restaurant. When I told Al that I though someone sitting across from us could see up my skirt he just smiled at me. I think he would enjoy someone else getting a look."
"Of course he would," I told her, "you're his prize, his trophy, he's proud of you and want's to let everyone know it. Besides, you love it don't you?"
"I don't know Jackie," she allowed, "I mean it scares hell out of me, and excites me at the same time. The other night when Joe walked in I thought I would pee my pants, well if I had been wearing any that is!" she giggled, " I know one thing, it makes me horny as hell, I just don't know if that comes from the fear or from being naughty."
"Naughty is nice!" I chuckled.
"Al said that he loved looking at my breasts, and at my hard nipples sticking out in my blouse. I knew that they were most of the night, I was horny. He mentioned it a couple of times, how hot he thought it was, and how much he liked it."
"He's just suggesting you wear sexier tops, maybe something a little more see-through, or thinner. He's counting on the pills to help you pick up on the suggestion. Sounds like it's working to me," I coached her.
Later that morning I checked my email again, and there was the message to the Mad Scientist.
To; Mad Scientist
From; horny Joe
Doctor,
I have reconsidered the things I talked about this morning and I now agree with you. There is no way that I can return to the sad life that we lived before.
Jackie had become the most sexual woman in the world, and she is mine. I want to keep her on the pills and continue the treatments just as we have done.
Joe
Well that was one less thing to worry about.
XXXXXX
After talking Al into going shopping with the girls I couldn't keep my mind on work. I called Jackie to see if she could meet me for lunch. When she arrived at the restaurant she was wearing a little slip dress and heels. I had a sure knowledge that there was nothing else under it. For the last several months Jackie had stayed as close to naked as the law allowed, and sometimes, often, beyond that. I didn't complain, believe me.
We enjoyed a nice meal and small talk. Then I asked her, "Have you noticed anything odd with Linda lately?"
"Oh yes! She is a lot happier! I don't know what the problem was but they seem to have worked it out," she replied.
"You notice anything in her behavior, anything different?" I pressed.
"No, she just seems happier. We talk a lot and I really don't think there's anything you need to worry about. Is Alan worried about something, is that it?" she asked.
"No, nothing like that, I just thought she seemed a lot bubblier, and after all she was naked on the porch when I came home the other day. I thought maybe she was doing some drugs or something."
Jackie burst out laughing. "Linda, doing drugs! You've got to be kidding, she's Miss Just Say No! And we were just getting a little sun when you walked in, there's nothing wrong with that is there?"
"Not from my viewpoint!" I replied with feeling.
I was trying to see if Jackie had any curiosity about the changes in Linda's behavior, and maybe about her own remarkable conversion. Evidently she thought it was perfectly natural for Linda to go from prude to nude in just a few weeks by just getting along better with her husband. I was confident that neither she, nor Linda had any idea what was really happening.
Al and I had been sharing stories about our wives, about their new freedom from inhibitions. I told him some of the tales of Jackie shopping and he was looking forward to the weekend expedition. I don't think he really expected Linda to duplicate the wild tales of Jackie, but he was excited about the possibilities.
When Saturday finally arrived we met up at the Mall.
Jackie opted to wear a cute wrap around dress that fastened with a tie on her right hip. The skirt of it flared open with each step she took in her 3 inch heels. She insisted that I wear a pair of loose fitting Dockers. When we spotted Linda and Al, waiting in Bennigan's(,) she was wearing a halter-top dress that just tied with thin straps at the back of her neck. The back of the dress was bare to mid-back, making it obvious that she was without a bra, as if the pointy nipples sticking out in the front hadn't already drawn my attention to that.
"See you took the suggestion," Jackie said in greeting.
Linda blushed just a little and asked, "You think it's ok?' as she took a deep breath.
Al chimed in, "I think it's great!"
We all laughed at that, his Tony the Tiger imitation.
We ordered a quick round of drinks to get us started. The girls seemed to get really good service from the college-aged waiter. Then we started the serious shopping.
Have you ever wandered through a mall and looked at the clothes on display. We try not to be too obvious when we do it, but guys always check out the sexy outfits on display. The tops so thin, the skirts so short, and the dresses so skimpy that the mannequin would blush if she could. Ever wonder who wears these things? Well after our shopping trip my wife and Linda both do. Jackie's total wardrobe doubled that day, but the average amount of fabric per piece was cut in half. Linda's was probably even more drastic a change.
The girls made a game out of teasing Alan and me. They would reach high for something, raising their dresses as they did, or they would squat down to look at something, opening their legs to display their charms. Jackie was her usual bare pussied self, and Linda had on pale blue panties. They made real sure that we each had enough of a look to memorize the landscape.
It continued to amaze me that Jackie seemed to enjoy showing her body off so much, but the perky nipples sticking out the front of her dress and the mischievous grin she kept giving me confirmed her pleasure. Linda was as much into the game as Jackie.
The girls would swoop down on a store, pillaging the racks of clothing until they found some likely pieces to try on, then they were off to the dressing rooms. Al and I waited outside the dressing room area for them, and we could hear them carrying on inside. The giggles and laughter bubbled out of the rooms. Alan and I smiled at each other and I think we were both wondering the same thing, what else was going on in there.
Three episodes really got to us. Jackie was showing me a little skirt, a very little skirt, and asking what I thought of it while holding it up in front of her. Then she said you can't tell anything that way and reached around to her side and untied the single string that held her wrap around dress together letting it fall open, baring her entire front to me. Then she held the cute little skirt up to her hips and asked again what I thought. Needless to say we bought it.
Linda found a little knit vest that I think was meant as a cover up for something like a swim suit. When she came out of the dressing room wearing just that and a skirt her nipples were actually sticking through the material's open knit. She walked out and around us as if she were dressed normally and there was nothing at all unusual about her hard nipples and pink aureoles showing. She stood there talking with Jackie and then they both walked away to find more clothes to try on.
Al was dumbstruck and stood there with his mouth open staring at them. I guess I did too. Neither one of us protested.
The last episode I considered the sexiest, even though we really didn't get to see anything. We had gotten to shop for the dresses for the play that night, each girl wanted a new dress and we were really not ready to argue about it. Linda came out in a striking cocktail dress of a clingy material with only the narrow straps of the halter to cover her breasts. Al was impressed! Then Jackie told Linda that her panty line showed. Linda said that wouldn't do and right there reached under her dress and pulled her panties off. She handed them to Al and asked, now what do you think. He bought the dress!
We suggested a stop at the shoe store, and both girls gave us that look, you know the one I mean. They said that they needed to get home, it was getting late, and get ready for the night out. Besides they insisted, they needed some reason to get us back to the mall next time.
We parted company and I promised to pick them up at their house in a couple of hours. On the drive home Jackie told me that she had told Linda about the panty line in the dressing room, but that Linda asked her to point it out again when they went out to show us the clothes. Oh she is a fast learner!
XXXXXXX
Shopping with the boys was a blast. Both Linda and I set out to tease them mercilessly and we succeed. I think the Dockers Joe wore are permanently stretched from the tent his hard cock made in them. I have no idea how many people saw my pussy or Linda's pretty panties, but I know Al and Joe had almost a continuous show.
In the first dressing room Linda had a talk with me.
"You know Alan has this fantasy that you and me have this thing going," she started out.
"I think Joe is wondering about that too," I replied off handed.
"Well what do you say we play along a little," she asked blushing a bit.
"You're kidding right!" I choked out.
"No, I don't mean do anything, jeez girl I love you, but not like that!" Linda tried to correct the misunderstanding rapidly.
"What I mean," she continued, " is tease them. Let them think were doing something, you know lead them on."
"I don't know Linda," I said thoughtfully, "that could be dangerous, what with the pills we're taking and all. What if they start "suggesting" things, like watching us!"
"You told me we would keep our good sense didn't you?"
"Well yeah, but what if I'm wrong, you could end up muff diving!" I told her.
"No chance, you don't have a muff, it's shaved!" she smarted off.
It sounded like it might be fun, so I agreed. It is amazing what a little fooling around will do when combined with a boy's imagination. When I was in the Philippines it wasn't at all unusual to see girls holding hands as they walked, do it here and all they guys go nuts.
When we got home I rushed upstairs to dress. I tool extra care with the hair and makeup, then slipped on stockings and my new dress.
Basic black, a girl's best friend, and in this case a guy's too. The dress hung from my shoulders and made a deep plunge in front and back, then cinched at the waist with a belt, ending with a wide skirt that hung to mid-thigh. The v was a little bigger in back then front and I thought about wearing it backwards, but the belt was sewn on and I didn't have time to play seamstress before we went out. The way the top rode from my shoulders I knew a slight push on the soft material and I would be topless. The sides were open under my arms to the waist and the right movement revealed the outside curve of my breasts.
When I got to Linda's and she came out in her frock I felt almost overdressed. Hers was a halter gown and the material draped down the front and over her ample breasts, open to below her tits. Then the material wrapped around her back to leave the back exposed to just above her butt. The skirt fell to almost her knees, but a slit on the left side opened with each step to reveal thigh to the top of her stockings, and maybe farther with a little effort. She finished the outfit with black open toed sandals with sharp 4 inch heels.
When we got to the restaurant every eye followed us. We were hot, two gals in knock out gowns strutting on heels and their hard nipples leading the way. Dinner conversation was pretty interesting.
"Al got his new sport Illustrated today," Linda said.
"Oh, you into football now?" I asked her.
"No, but this was the swim suit issue, and you ought to see it!" she came back.
"What a bunch of girls in skimpy suits?"
"No, the body painting, a lot of the girls have the tops painted on!" she said with a little awe in her voice.
"You mean just paint over their bare boobs?" I asked. "I've got to see this!"
"I'll bring it over tomorrow. But can you imagine! On first look they seem to be wearing a top, but look closer and you can see their nipples and tell that it's nothing but paint!" she carried on.
The idea stimulated me, "Where could we get away with wearing that? No place around here that's for sure."
"Oh I know the place!" Linda chuckled, "boy's how would you like to take your girls to Las Vegas for a weekend?"
"You're kidding!" Joe said. "When?" Al chimed in.
"Linda are you serious?" I asked her. "Where could we go even in Vegas wearing nothing but paint?"
"It's Vegas silly, any place you want! I've check it out," she continued, "when I saw Al's reaction to the pictures I went online and found a place in Vegas that did body painting. It takes two or three hours to do it right. I thought we could get all painted up with a blouse, something that would be revealing even if it were actually real, maybe a jersey. Then we could find a little skirt to match it and maybe a cover up for the start of the evening, like at a restaurant. Then the guys could take us clubbing! What do you think?"
"I wonder," I said, "if they can paint on a pair of shorts or hot pants?"
I thought it was a hilarious idea and was all for it, the guys couldn't talk.
The theater hall was marvelous, the lobby filled with hundreds of people dressed to the nines. Even in that crowd we stood out. The lobby has a staircase that leads to a mezzanine. The stairs are open treads with a glass partition from feet to handrail. The glass-paneled handrail continues around the lofted balcony. The guys, being the perfect gentleman that they are, led us up the stairs making sure that we had the security of the railing. Of course that put us next to the open glass. I have played this game before, so I wasn't surprised when Joe decided he needed to stop about half way up to ask Alan a question. The only thing protecting our modesty (yeah, right) was fate deciding if someone would glance up.
The guys stood us next to the railing on the balcony and went to get our drinks. We were a better show than the play so far. They brought us a white wine and then hovered over us, touching and generally letting everyone there know we were theirs. As the four of us stood there waiting to the curtain call Linda told us about a conversation she had with Al.
"Alan told me," she began, "that any time a pretty woman walks into a room every man is instantly aware of it. He claims that they go on a peek alert, hoping to catch a glimpse of some hidden treasure. According to Al, even a quick peek at the plainest cotton panties will make their whole day. If they should get lucky enough to see something really special, like garters and stockings, or even the rare bare pussy it makes an image like a photograph that they can recall and enjoy for the rest of their lives."
I made a vaudeville pantomime of looking over the railing, looking down at my dress and then looking over the rail again. "I must be making a lot of lasting impressions tonight! How about you?"
"Oh, I think they will remember me for a long time!" she giggled.
When the play started we took our seats, Linda, Al, me, and Joe, boy girl seating. The play wasn't five minutes old when I noticed Al's hand slip under Linda's skirt. From that point on I knew that all of Linda's oh's and ah's weren't about the great play.
The intermission was a repeat of the beginning, the guys again placed us strategically on display and mooned over us.
After the start of the second act, after Al's hand once again disappeared, I grabbed Joe's hand and moved it to my wet sex. The play got a lot better after that. I guess I'll never know how it ended.
The valet brought Joe's Lexus around and was rewarded with a great thigh show, and maybe a little more, for his effort. Linda and Al took the back seat, Joe drove. They went right to it, necking like a couple of teenagers. Soon he had his hand under her top, feeling her nipples. I couldn't help but watch. As I turned to Joe, to lay a hand on his shoulder, I managed to turn sideways in my seat.
Another mile and his hand was under her skirt, pushing it up and revealing that she wore no panties. She had one leg over his lap and the other on the floor, opening herself up for his play. It was so erotic, watching him. Linda laid her head back in the seat, closing her eyes. Her hands went to her dress and pulled the bodice open, exposing her naked breasts to the night. Her hands began to play with her firm breasts, cupping them and pinching and flicking the nipples.
I caught Joe's attention and signal for him to take a look. He adjusted the mirror and began driving with one eye. I quit trying to be discreet and just turned to watch. Hell they didn't care! Joe's hand was in my lap, rubbing my thigh right up to my pussy.
Al glanced over at me and smiled. He was enjoying the show they were giving and wanted us to watch.
Linda leaned over and opened Al's pants, releasing his hard cock. Then she looked at me as she pulled her skirt up and moved over Alan facing front. I watched in wonder as she lowered herself onto him. With her legs spread outside his I could clearly see her pussy spread open to receive him and his cock slip into her.
I couldn't believe it, here was my best friend fucking her husband in the back seat of our car driving down the road where anyone could see. Even when we pulled up to lights or stop signs they didn't stop or try to cover up. It was absolutely the most erotic thing I had ever seen. I was so hot that I moved my skirt up and began to play with my own wet pussy. Poor Joe, he didn't know whether to watch them or me. I was watching them!
When they came I moaned with them. Joe was going to have to have his car detailed tomorrow.
In less than two months my girlfriend of 20 years had gone from a sexless shrew to this blatant exhibitionist with the happiest hubby in the world. The magic pill therapy was an unqualified success!
The next morning during our phone talk Linda asked a question I wasn't prepared for.
"You know my brothers wife, Judith? I was talking to her on the phone a couple of days ago and she is absolutely miserable. Like an idiot I was bubbling over about how great things were with me and Al and she just burst out crying."
"Poor baby," I replied, suspicious about where this was headed, "but it sure makes me appreciate how good Joe is to me."
"Yeah it does me too." She allowed, "anyway I tried to talk to her and help her, but nothing was helping. Jackie I know that I shouldn't have, but...well I told her about the pills."
"You did what!" I bellowed. "Jeez girl what if she tells Mike?" I caught my breath and went on, "ok, just how much did you tell her?"
"Everything," she said sheepishly.
"What do you mean by everything?" I asked.
"Just that, all of it, you, me, the pills, how happy our guys are, everything."
"Everything huh," I snipped, "did you tell her about fucking Al in the back seat of our car, on a public road while me and Joe watched?"
"Yes," she said meekly.
Oh shit!
"She wants to come over and talk to us Jackie, I told her you would help her," Linda continued. "She said that she would do anything to have a happy marriage again."
I sighed, "Ok, bring her over, and I guess Joe and I will have to have another dinner party pretty soon."
"Here I go," I thought, "Super Jackie, saving the world one unhappy marriage at a time!"
By the way, a special thanks to Lance for poof wreading and etiting this! I love ya Lance!
Jerks, jerks, jerks, God men are such jerks! There seems to be just no pleasing them somedays! I guess you just have to take them by the hand and lead them to happiness.
To; Mad Scientist
From; Horny Joe
Doctor,
Jackie has been on the treatment for five months now, and I am afraid things may be getting out of hand. I feel guilty about drugging her without her knowledge, and even though she seems to be perfectly happy with her new attitudes and lack of inhibition I am becoming concerned. I don't want to turn her into a nymphomaniac, or for her to lose control of her own life completely.
Last night she gave me oral sex in front of her best friend of almost 20 years. Linda is the other test subject in our study. When I came home the girls were sunbathing, in the nude, on our back porch. Neither one of them appeared the least concerned about being naked. Then Jackie just pulled my pants down and did me right there, to climax, while Linda openly watched. I have got to admit that it was the most exciting sexual experience of my life!
Now I'm feeling bad, guilty, about what I have been doing to Jackie and helping Alan do to his wife. If we are making them do things against their will, or removing their will not to do something, that seems wrong to me.
I am thinking about stopping the pills and telling Jackie the truth. I want your opinion before I make the decision.
Joe
"No you don't buster!" I said to myself, "not after all my hard work!"
There was no way I wanted to go back to what things had been like between us six months ago. We were miserable, frustrated and thinking about breaking up. Trying to return to that life would kill our relationship. Besides, I have never had more fun in my life! In my opinion the magic pills were the brainstorm of a lifetime.
I had to come up with something pretty good to turn Joe back around, so I set my devious mind to work. While I was pondering the solution Linda called.
"Hi there!" she chirped cheerfully as I answered the phone, "what's up?"
"Oh just working on a special project," I replied, not about to tell her the story.
"Well as one submissive slut to another, how'd you like to go shopping today?"
"You didn't!" I screamed excitedly into the phone.
"Oh yeah, I did!" she said in a proud tone. "After watching you last night, and listening to your theory about why men are so weird, how could I resist?"
"So how was it, what happened?" I asked.
"Voyeuristic now are you?" she teased.
"You're damn right I am, I want all the details, after all I do feel responsible for your breakthrough. "
She would never know just how responsible for it I really was.
"Well I woke up feeling especially sexy this morning, but not all that horny, you ever feel like that?"
"I know what you mean, just in a teasing mood."
"Yeah. So I cooked Al some breakfast, parading around naked, wiggling my ass at him and all that stuff, and trying to make him horny. That's not real hard work with Al by the way."
"He kept suggesting that we crawl back in the sack, that if he went to work like that, meaning his hardon, he wouldn't be able to concentrate all day. Well I was feeling kind of mean, enjoying my newfound power to light him up, so I just kept teasing."
"God," I interjected, "it is so much fun to fuck with them isn't it."
"And so easy!" she replied.
"Anyway, just as he was getting ready to leave I kind of sauntered up to him, smiling a devils grin and told him I had a little something to give him before he went to work. Just like you said to do I knelt down in front of him and pulled his pants down and went to work on him. You would not believe the look on his face!"
"Yes, I would. I've seen it a hundred times on Joe's!" I told her.
"I guess you have you slut! Anyway I was having a ball! I never knew that it could be such fun, it used to always be such a chore, something I only did because I had to, you know. I had made up my mind, I guess when I got out of bed this morning, that I was going to show Al just how much I loved him, adore him as you say."
"I'll bet he was feeling pretty adored about then!" I quipped.
"It was hilarious! When he came we both jerked at the same time and he popped out of my mouth. I ended up with him all over my face, my cheeks, my chin, and in my mouth. But I didn't stop! I was determined to finish what I started and give him something to really remember."
I tucked him back in and then stood up, He kissed my forehead, I guess that was the only dry place he could find. You know what he said, standing there holding me by the shoulders and looking at me all splattered with his cum, he said I was the most beautiful woman he knew. Wow! And you know what else, I believe him! Then I shooed him off to work, telling him to think about me."
"I'll bet he thinks of nothing else all day!" I commented.
"Jackie," she said in a quieter voice, "when I went into the bathroom to clean up and saw myself in the mirror, well....I got turned on by it. I mean that mess, his cum, all over me made me horny. Am I a pervert Jackie?"
I chuckled, "Yeah, you are, a horny, happy pervert, welcome to the club! I'm just kidding, there is nothing wrong with getting excited over something so sexual. I think it's normal. What excited you was the idea of what you had just done for your hubby and I think it's great!"
Changing the subject I asked, "So what's this about shopping, where we going?"
"Oh, I want to go pick up a few things for Alan and need your opinion and advice. I think I want to get some lingerie. You know stockings and garters. Al was watching a movie the other night and a girl showed up in that and he commented about how sexy he thought it looked. Then he said that he thought I would look really sexy in something like that. Well the idea has just sort of stuck with me, and the more I think of it the more I think it would look sexy. I guess it's just the pills working, but who cares. What do you think?"
"Sounds like a plan to me! Some men want us naked and some want us fancied up a bit. Maybe Al likes a little gift wrapping on his presents. Pick me up in about an hour, I have to take care of some emails before I go."
To; Horny Joe
From; Mad Scientist
Joe
Think things through very carefully before you make this decision! Once done it can not be undone!
Ask yourself these questions before you decide. Are you happier? Is Jackie happier? Are Linda and Alan Happier? I don't mean just your sex lives, but in general? Have there been any signs of any kind that either of the girls has experienced any physical or emotional damage from the treatment?
From what you tell me the girls are taking an interest in keeping themselves in shape with diet and exercise, so they are healthier as well as happier.
What will happen if you spill the beans to Jackie, will she tell Linda? What will Linda do?
Right now you have a win, win situation. If you tell Jackie everybody loses. You will hurt not only your marriage, but your friend's as well. Do you really want to go back to where you were when we first made contact?
As for your guilt: I understand that, and admire your concern, but I think it is unnecessary. You have obviously made her life better, giving her a gift, in my opinion.
If it will put your mind at ease, our studies have shown that the pills do not make a woman into a nymphomaniac, they just eliminate her inhibitions and reduce the socially imposed restrictions that keep them from doing things they would like to do. Like hypnotism, I don't think you can make a woman do things against her basic nature by using the pills, You just eliminate the obstacles preventing her real nature from showing.
You can test this by asking her to do something totally outrageous and see if her natural good sense protects her.
M. S.
"Wonder what he will think up?" I asked myself.
Linda and I spent the afternoon shopping in the best lingerie stores we could find, burning up Al's credit card and having a blast.
XXXXXXX
Jackie blew my mind last night when she sucked me off with Linda sitting there. Seeing Linda naked for the first time was a shock in itself, but then what Jackie did, wow! Then I got to thinking. Thinking too much is a problem Jackie tells me. I guess she might be right.
I woke up this morning feeling guilty as hell. I have been drugging my wife for months without her knowing it and now I was helping a friend do the same to his wife. What kind of asshole does that to the woman he loves? I had decided that I would tell her the truth, that I was not the hero she thought me to be. I couldn't work up the nerve before I left for the office, so I sent an email to the Doctor. Now I'm glad that I postponed things.
Al called my office right after eight. I was afraid of this call and didn't know what to say, but had to take it.
"I understand that you saw my wife naked last night?" he began.
"Al, look I'm sorry, I just walked in and there they were!" I explained to him.
"What did you think?" he asked without a trace of anger.
"Well Jesus Al, she's beautiful!" I honestly answered him.
"Yeah, she is, isn't she," he mussed. "You're probably the first person to see her naked since we got married, including her doctor probably."
"She really is something special Al," I told him.
"I understand she got to watch Jackie suck your dick too?" he asked.
"Jeez, does she tell you everything?" I asked a little shocked.
"I hope so!" he replied.
"Look Al, at first I was so surprised by finding two naked women on the porch that I didn't know what was happening, then it was too late to stop, you know what I mean?"
"Joe I found out this morning exactly what you mean! Linda sent me off to work with the best blowjob I have ever had. She even let me cum in her mouth! I thought you were BS'ing me when you used to tell me Jackie did that! God, it was great. As soon as I got to the office I sent her a dozen roses! I'm going to get tickets to that new play she wants to see too."
"Get four," I told him, "Jackie wants to see it too, we can double date."
I was shocked by Al's bluntness. Not that we didn't talk about sex a lot, what we would like to do to some hypothetical gal, but this was his wife we were talking about, and mine. I do know that the mental image of Linda watching Jackie suck me off made my dick hard again, or was it the picture of watching Linda do Al? That would only be fair.
After finishing up with Al, very relieved that he wasn't looking for me with a gun in his hand, I checked my email. The message I expected from the Doctor was there.
I didn't really need his reassurances now, but his thoughts made good sense to me. I think it was fear over Al's reaction that had me feeling worried. Of course I have noticed that the bigger my dick the smaller my feelings of guilt.
I called Jackie on her cell. "Hi lover," I said when she answered.
"What's the matter?" she asked, "your dick hard?"
"I called because I love you and missed you," I replied, sidestepping the question.
"Oh I bet it's really hard!" she answered not fooled in the least. "You know where I am?" she questioned me, "Linda and I are at Bare Necessities trying on a few things, don't you wish you were here?'
She can be so mean in her teasing, she knew that all I would think about that afternoon was her sexy body.
"Hey, this Saturday we want you and Alan to take us shopping. Think you can talk him into it?" she asked me.
"You know Al plays golf every Saturday," I reminded her.
"You don't think he would enjoy this more? I bet he would, I know you would!"
"I'll talk to him. By the way, we are getting tickets to that play you guys want to see, that will be the same night." I told her.
"You're wonderful! That will be great! We can go together and really have a fun time. Pick someplace nice for dinner," she bubbled back at me.
I made the call to Alan next. "Al, the girls want us to take them shopping Saturday." I told him.
"You know that I play golf every Saturday, besides, I hate being drug around some mall all day looking stupid." He almost snapped at me.
"Look Al, you really want to do this, trust me. Have you been shopping with Linda since she started on the pills?"
"No, I hate shopping and she knows that!" he replied.
"Al, this will be a whole lot better than golf, believe me!" I told him again. "I'll bet that Linda is ready for you to "suggest" what dress to wear to the play that night, it might be a lot of fun helping her choose it. Besides, I know you have been wanting to see more of Jackie since that night in our living room, this will be a good chance for that too."
"You're kidding?"
"No, I tell you I've been shopping with Jackie, it's one of the sexiest shows in town!"
"Ok," he said, "I'll call the guys and beg off this week, but you better be right!"
"Al, you'll probably give up golf after this weekend."
My dick was rock hard. I had just promised my best friend that he would get to see my wife naked again, and I knew that my sweet, darling little bride would be more than willing to show herself off for him. Sometimes life is just too good! I went to the restroom and jacked off, because I couldn't stand it any longer and had to relieve some of the tension. The picture in my mind was Jackie on her knees, my cock spurting down her throat and Linda stark naked watching us.
XXXXXX
After I got off the phone with my horny husband I went back to Linda where she was checking out half cup bras that just covered the lower half of the breast, leaving the nipples bare.
"Sexy," I told her, "and you have great tits for it too."
"You really think so?" she asked me, "Al says he likes them, but I guess I'm just not used to thinking of my breasts as sexy."
"Well then you're the only one! The boys are going to take us shopping Saturday." I told her.
"That will be the day, when I can get Alan to spend the day shopping with me. If he does go he'll just be a grouch all day long."
I laughed, "You just gotta trust me kiddo, I'll show you how to keep old Al following you around until the stores close! We'll empty their pockets and fill out their pants and they will love every minute of it!"
"Well you haven't been wrong yet, so I'll trust you this time. Look we've got to run, Al is taking me to dinner tonight and I want to try out some of my new clothes for him."
As had almost become a habit with us Linda called me the next morning.
"You know Jackie, I think the boys have got to be taking some of their own pills! Al has been so sweet to me, and last night he was an absolute doll!" she began.
"They do have a bit more incentive to be nice to us lately you know," I reminded her.
"Yeah they do don't they!", she laughed back, " anyway last night after Al got home and told me he was taking us to that new Italian place I was feeling especially playful. I came down stairs in my new short white skirt, the one I picked out yesterday, and I was wearing the white garter and stockings we got. I walked into the living room where he was sitting, waiting for me and asked if he could see my garter straps when I sat down.
He sort of sputtered and put his newspaper down and looked me over. It was a great look, made me feel really sexy, know what I mean?
Then I sat in his lap and asked if they showed now. I could feel his hard prick in his pants. His hand slipped up my thigh and pushed my skirt up to the top of the stockings and told me that now they did and they sure looked sexy!
I jumped up and told him not now and then flounced up the stairs so that my skirt bounced real nice and gave him a teasing peek. I told him to sit still, I needed his opinion on something else.
I came back down with red and white panties in my hand and asked him which ones I should wear. The white matched my outfit, but the red would stand out better if anyone peeked. He couldn't say anything, he just stared, Red? White? I asked. Oh well, then how about natural, I asked him and raised my skirt to show that I had nothing on under it.
I thought he would jump out of the chair and take me right then. Needless to say he picked the natural look. That's the first time I can remember ever going out of the house with no panties on. I didn't wear a bra either.
All night long Al had his hands all over me, holding my hand, touching me, walking with his arm around me, it was neat!"
"Sounds pretty good to me," I told her, "did you guys fool around any?"
"Nothing really serious, just teasing. I made sure my straps showed in the car and for a little while in the restaurant. When I told Al that I though someone sitting across from us could see up my skirt he just smiled at me. I think he would enjoy someone else getting a look."
"Of course he would," I told her, "you're his prize, his trophy, he's proud of you and want's to let everyone know it. Besides, you love it don't you?"
"I don't know Jackie," she allowed, "I mean it scares hell out of me, and excites me at the same time. The other night when Joe walked in I thought I would pee my pants, well if I had been wearing any that is!" she giggled, " I know one thing, it makes me horny as hell, I just don't know if that comes from the fear or from being naughty."
"Naughty is nice!" I chuckled.
"Al said that he loved looking at my breasts, and at my hard nipples sticking out in my blouse. I knew that they were most of the night, I was horny. He mentioned it a couple of times, how hot he thought it was, and how much he liked it."
"He's just suggesting you wear sexier tops, maybe something a little more see-through, or thinner. He's counting on the pills to help you pick up on the suggestion. Sounds like it's working to me," I coached her.
Later that morning I checked my email again, and there was the message to the Mad Scientist.
To; Mad Scientist
From; horny Joe
Doctor,
I have reconsidered the things I talked about this morning and I now agree with you. There is no way that I can return to the sad life that we lived before.
Jackie had become the most sexual woman in the world, and she is mine. I want to keep her on the pills and continue the treatments just as we have done.
Joe
Well that was one less thing to worry about.
XXXXXX
After talking Al into going shopping with the girls I couldn't keep my mind on work. I called Jackie to see if she could meet me for lunch. When she arrived at the restaurant she was wearing a little slip dress and heels. I had a sure knowledge that there was nothing else under it. For the last several months Jackie had stayed as close to naked as the law allowed, and sometimes, often, beyond that. I didn't complain, believe me.
We enjoyed a nice meal and small talk. Then I asked her, "Have you noticed anything odd with Linda lately?"
"Oh yes! She is a lot happier! I don't know what the problem was but they seem to have worked it out," she replied.
"You notice anything in her behavior, anything different?" I pressed.
"No, she just seems happier. We talk a lot and I really don't think there's anything you need to worry about. Is Alan worried about something, is that it?" she asked.
"No, nothing like that, I just thought she seemed a lot bubblier, and after all she was naked on the porch when I came home the other day. I thought maybe she was doing some drugs or something."
Jackie burst out laughing. "Linda, doing drugs! You've got to be kidding, she's Miss Just Say No! And we were just getting a little sun when you walked in, there's nothing wrong with that is there?"
"Not from my viewpoint!" I replied with feeling.
I was trying to see if Jackie had any curiosity about the changes in Linda's behavior, and maybe about her own remarkable conversion. Evidently she thought it was perfectly natural for Linda to go from prude to nude in just a few weeks by just getting along better with her husband. I was confident that neither she, nor Linda had any idea what was really happening.
Al and I had been sharing stories about our wives, about their new freedom from inhibitions. I told him some of the tales of Jackie shopping and he was looking forward to the weekend expedition. I don't think he really expected Linda to duplicate the wild tales of Jackie, but he was excited about the possibilities.
When Saturday finally arrived we met up at the Mall.
Jackie opted to wear a cute wrap around dress that fastened with a tie on her right hip. The skirt of it flared open with each step she took in her 3 inch heels. She insisted that I wear a pair of loose fitting Dockers. When we spotted Linda and Al, waiting in Bennigan's(,) she was wearing a halter-top dress that just tied with thin straps at the back of her neck. The back of the dress was bare to mid-back, making it obvious that she was without a bra, as if the pointy nipples sticking out in the front hadn't already drawn my attention to that.
"See you took the suggestion," Jackie said in greeting.
Linda blushed just a little and asked, "You think it's ok?' as she took a deep breath.
Al chimed in, "I think it's great!"
We all laughed at that, his Tony the Tiger imitation.
We ordered a quick round of drinks to get us started. The girls seemed to get really good service from the college-aged waiter. Then we started the serious shopping.
Have you ever wandered through a mall and looked at the clothes on display. We try not to be too obvious when we do it, but guys always check out the sexy outfits on display. The tops so thin, the skirts so short, and the dresses so skimpy that the mannequin would blush if she could. Ever wonder who wears these things? Well after our shopping trip my wife and Linda both do. Jackie's total wardrobe doubled that day, but the average amount of fabric per piece was cut in half. Linda's was probably even more drastic a change.
The girls made a game out of teasing Alan and me. They would reach high for something, raising their dresses as they did, or they would squat down to look at something, opening their legs to display their charms. Jackie was her usual bare pussied self, and Linda had on pale blue panties. They made real sure that we each had enough of a look to memorize the landscape.
It continued to amaze me that Jackie seemed to enjoy showing her body off so much, but the perky nipples sticking out the front of her dress and the mischievous grin she kept giving me confirmed her pleasure. Linda was as much into the game as Jackie.
The girls would swoop down on a store, pillaging the racks of clothing until they found some likely pieces to try on, then they were off to the dressing rooms. Al and I waited outside the dressing room area for them, and we could hear them carrying on inside. The giggles and laughter bubbled out of the rooms. Alan and I smiled at each other and I think we were both wondering the same thing, what else was going on in there.
Three episodes really got to us. Jackie was showing me a little skirt, a very little skirt, and asking what I thought of it while holding it up in front of her. Then she said you can't tell anything that way and reached around to her side and untied the single string that held her wrap around dress together letting it fall open, baring her entire front to me. Then she held the cute little skirt up to her hips and asked again what I thought. Needless to say we bought it.
Linda found a little knit vest that I think was meant as a cover up for something like a swim suit. When she came out of the dressing room wearing just that and a skirt her nipples were actually sticking through the material's open knit. She walked out and around us as if she were dressed normally and there was nothing at all unusual about her hard nipples and pink aureoles showing. She stood there talking with Jackie and then they both walked away to find more clothes to try on.
Al was dumbstruck and stood there with his mouth open staring at them. I guess I did too. Neither one of us protested.
The last episode I considered the sexiest, even though we really didn't get to see anything. We had gotten to shop for the dresses for the play that night, each girl wanted a new dress and we were really not ready to argue about it. Linda came out in a striking cocktail dress of a clingy material with only the narrow straps of the halter to cover her breasts. Al was impressed! Then Jackie told Linda that her panty line showed. Linda said that wouldn't do and right there reached under her dress and pulled her panties off. She handed them to Al and asked, now what do you think. He bought the dress!
We suggested a stop at the shoe store, and both girls gave us that look, you know the one I mean. They said that they needed to get home, it was getting late, and get ready for the night out. Besides they insisted, they needed some reason to get us back to the mall next time.
We parted company and I promised to pick them up at their house in a couple of hours. On the drive home Jackie told me that she had told Linda about the panty line in the dressing room, but that Linda asked her to point it out again when they went out to show us the clothes. Oh she is a fast learner!
XXXXXXX
Shopping with the boys was a blast. Both Linda and I set out to tease them mercilessly and we succeed. I think the Dockers Joe wore are permanently stretched from the tent his hard cock made in them. I have no idea how many people saw my pussy or Linda's pretty panties, but I know Al and Joe had almost a continuous show.
In the first dressing room Linda had a talk with me.
"You know Alan has this fantasy that you and me have this thing going," she started out.
"I think Joe is wondering about that too," I replied off handed.
"Well what do you say we play along a little," she asked blushing a bit.
"You're kidding right!" I choked out.
"No, I don't mean do anything, jeez girl I love you, but not like that!" Linda tried to correct the misunderstanding rapidly.
"What I mean," she continued, " is tease them. Let them think were doing something, you know lead them on."
"I don't know Linda," I said thoughtfully, "that could be dangerous, what with the pills we're taking and all. What if they start "suggesting" things, like watching us!"
"You told me we would keep our good sense didn't you?"
"Well yeah, but what if I'm wrong, you could end up muff diving!" I told her.
"No chance, you don't have a muff, it's shaved!" she smarted off.
It sounded like it might be fun, so I agreed. It is amazing what a little fooling around will do when combined with a boy's imagination. When I was in the Philippines it wasn't at all unusual to see girls holding hands as they walked, do it here and all they guys go nuts.
When we got home I rushed upstairs to dress. I tool extra care with the hair and makeup, then slipped on stockings and my new dress.
Basic black, a girl's best friend, and in this case a guy's too. The dress hung from my shoulders and made a deep plunge in front and back, then cinched at the waist with a belt, ending with a wide skirt that hung to mid-thigh. The v was a little bigger in back then front and I thought about wearing it backwards, but the belt was sewn on and I didn't have time to play seamstress before we went out. The way the top rode from my shoulders I knew a slight push on the soft material and I would be topless. The sides were open under my arms to the waist and the right movement revealed the outside curve of my breasts.
When I got to Linda's and she came out in her frock I felt almost overdressed. Hers was a halter gown and the material draped down the front and over her ample breasts, open to below her tits. Then the material wrapped around her back to leave the back exposed to just above her butt. The skirt fell to almost her knees, but a slit on the left side opened with each step to reveal thigh to the top of her stockings, and maybe farther with a little effort. She finished the outfit with black open toed sandals with sharp 4 inch heels.
When we got to the restaurant every eye followed us. We were hot, two gals in knock out gowns strutting on heels and their hard nipples leading the way. Dinner conversation was pretty interesting.
"Al got his new sport Illustrated today," Linda said.
"Oh, you into football now?" I asked her.
"No, but this was the swim suit issue, and you ought to see it!" she came back.
"What a bunch of girls in skimpy suits?"
"No, the body painting, a lot of the girls have the tops painted on!" she said with a little awe in her voice.
"You mean just paint over their bare boobs?" I asked. "I've got to see this!"
"I'll bring it over tomorrow. But can you imagine! On first look they seem to be wearing a top, but look closer and you can see their nipples and tell that it's nothing but paint!" she carried on.
The idea stimulated me, "Where could we get away with wearing that? No place around here that's for sure."
"Oh I know the place!" Linda chuckled, "boy's how would you like to take your girls to Las Vegas for a weekend?"
"You're kidding!" Joe said. "When?" Al chimed in.
"Linda are you serious?" I asked her. "Where could we go even in Vegas wearing nothing but paint?"
"It's Vegas silly, any place you want! I've check it out," she continued, "when I saw Al's reaction to the pictures I went online and found a place in Vegas that did body painting. It takes two or three hours to do it right. I thought we could get all painted up with a blouse, something that would be revealing even if it were actually real, maybe a jersey. Then we could find a little skirt to match it and maybe a cover up for the start of the evening, like at a restaurant. Then the guys could take us clubbing! What do you think?"
"I wonder," I said, "if they can paint on a pair of shorts or hot pants?"
I thought it was a hilarious idea and was all for it, the guys couldn't talk.
The theater hall was marvelous, the lobby filled with hundreds of people dressed to the nines. Even in that crowd we stood out. The lobby has a staircase that leads to a mezzanine. The stairs are open treads with a glass partition from feet to handrail. The glass-paneled handrail continues around the lofted balcony. The guys, being the perfect gentleman that they are, led us up the stairs making sure that we had the security of the railing. Of course that put us next to the open glass. I have played this game before, so I wasn't surprised when Joe decided he needed to stop about half way up to ask Alan a question. The only thing protecting our modesty (yeah, right) was fate deciding if someone would glance up.
The guys stood us next to the railing on the balcony and went to get our drinks. We were a better show than the play so far. They brought us a white wine and then hovered over us, touching and generally letting everyone there know we were theirs. As the four of us stood there waiting to the curtain call Linda told us about a conversation she had with Al.
"Alan told me," she began, "that any time a pretty woman walks into a room every man is instantly aware of it. He claims that they go on a peek alert, hoping to catch a glimpse of some hidden treasure. According to Al, even a quick peek at the plainest cotton panties will make their whole day. If they should get lucky enough to see something really special, like garters and stockings, or even the rare bare pussy it makes an image like a photograph that they can recall and enjoy for the rest of their lives."
I made a vaudeville pantomime of looking over the railing, looking down at my dress and then looking over the rail again. "I must be making a lot of lasting impressions tonight! How about you?"
"Oh, I think they will remember me for a long time!" she giggled.
When the play started we took our seats, Linda, Al, me, and Joe, boy girl seating. The play wasn't five minutes old when I noticed Al's hand slip under Linda's skirt. From that point on I knew that all of Linda's oh's and ah's weren't about the great play.
The intermission was a repeat of the beginning, the guys again placed us strategically on display and mooned over us.
After the start of the second act, after Al's hand once again disappeared, I grabbed Joe's hand and moved it to my wet sex. The play got a lot better after that. I guess I'll never know how it ended.
The valet brought Joe's Lexus around and was rewarded with a great thigh show, and maybe a little more, for his effort. Linda and Al took the back seat, Joe drove. They went right to it, necking like a couple of teenagers. Soon he had his hand under her top, feeling her nipples. I couldn't help but watch. As I turned to Joe, to lay a hand on his shoulder, I managed to turn sideways in my seat.
Another mile and his hand was under her skirt, pushing it up and revealing that she wore no panties. She had one leg over his lap and the other on the floor, opening herself up for his play. It was so erotic, watching him. Linda laid her head back in the seat, closing her eyes. Her hands went to her dress and pulled the bodice open, exposing her naked breasts to the night. Her hands began to play with her firm breasts, cupping them and pinching and flicking the nipples.
I caught Joe's attention and signal for him to take a look. He adjusted the mirror and began driving with one eye. I quit trying to be discreet and just turned to watch. Hell they didn't care! Joe's hand was in my lap, rubbing my thigh right up to my pussy.
Al glanced over at me and smiled. He was enjoying the show they were giving and wanted us to watch.
Linda leaned over and opened Al's pants, releasing his hard cock. Then she looked at me as she pulled her skirt up and moved over Alan facing front. I watched in wonder as she lowered herself onto him. With her legs spread outside his I could clearly see her pussy spread open to receive him and his cock slip into her.
I couldn't believe it, here was my best friend fucking her husband in the back seat of our car driving down the road where anyone could see. Even when we pulled up to lights or stop signs they didn't stop or try to cover up. It was absolutely the most erotic thing I had ever seen. I was so hot that I moved my skirt up and began to play with my own wet pussy. Poor Joe, he didn't know whether to watch them or me. I was watching them!
When they came I moaned with them. Joe was going to have to have his car detailed tomorrow.
In less than two months my girlfriend of 20 years had gone from a sexless shrew to this blatant exhibitionist with the happiest hubby in the world. The magic pill therapy was an unqualified success!
The next morning during our phone talk Linda asked a question I wasn't prepared for.
"You know my brothers wife, Judith? I was talking to her on the phone a couple of days ago and she is absolutely miserable. Like an idiot I was bubbling over about how great things were with me and Al and she just burst out crying."
"Poor baby," I replied, suspicious about where this was headed, "but it sure makes me appreciate how good Joe is to me."
"Yeah it does me too." She allowed, "anyway I tried to talk to her and help her, but nothing was helping. Jackie I know that I shouldn't have, but...well I told her about the pills."
"You did what!" I bellowed. "Jeez girl what if she tells Mike?" I caught my breath and went on, "ok, just how much did you tell her?"
"Everything," she said sheepishly.
"What do you mean by everything?" I asked.
"Just that, all of it, you, me, the pills, how happy our guys are, everything."
"Everything huh," I snipped, "did you tell her about fucking Al in the back seat of our car, on a public road while me and Joe watched?"
"Yes," she said meekly.
Oh shit!
"She wants to come over and talk to us Jackie, I told her you would help her," Linda continued. "She said that she would do anything to have a happy marriage again."
I sighed, "Ok, bring her over, and I guess Joe and I will have to have another dinner party pretty soon."
"Here I go," I thought, "Super Jackie, saving the world one unhappy marriage at a time!"
