Well here we go, perhaps I need to change my outlook on life, perhaps I should explain, I had just read the Yes Man by Danny Wallace, and it made me think did I said Yes very often, the answer of course was No. I did not want to fly all over the world, but I wondered if I should say yes more often?
Perhaps I should introduce myself, my name is Fred and I am a thirty something, married to Bev and working in Personnel, sorry Human Resources, forgot change of name since I started work. I visited people who were off sick to discover when or if they could return to work, it was ok, also I had to solve problems, perhaps you know the sort, like a letter from an employee saying that they had changed address got married and was now Mrs Smith, no details of where she worked, we had over 300 sites around the country and of course no maiden name either.
So I decided that perhaps I needed to say Yes, more often well for a month at least, funnily enough an opportunity came up that day, my boss was off to a conference with one of the other girls the next day, she called me into the office and said
"could I go in her place, I know it is short notice and know you really do not like these things but it would help me out so much"
I said "yes", a change for me.
She said "that we needed to leave the next afternoon; the hotel rooms had been booked for 2 nights, but we would have to buy our own dinner on the first night and claim back the expenses, as the conference did not start until 9.30 a.m. the day after, but in view of the distance, she had decided to go the day before”.
I said "ok" and rang Bev to ask her to get an overnight bag for 2 nights ready.
"Ok" she said "By the way can you go and see Sally tonight she needs your advice"
"Ok" I replied. Normally I would have said No, or are you coming as well but the new Fred said yes
Perhaps I should explain Sally was a friend of Bev's who she went to school with, she had just started a new job so probably wanted some advice about the contract of employment. Sally was married to Dave. So after dinner I set off for Sally's. She answered the door and said “thanks for coming; I need your advice, okay”.
“Yes is it to do with you new job”
“ No” I having problems with Dave, he does not want sex and I have bought some new outfits and lingerie and I need to know what will turn him on the most, you will help me won't you.” You know the answer from the new Fred don't you.
“Ok I will go and put on the first outfit and lingerie.”
I sat down on the sofa and waited, perhaps I should mention that I had a thing with Sally, well not a thing really, when I was going out with Bev, but before Sally was with Dave, we went to Blackpool for the day and went on the Ghost Train, I hate that ride, you know the string hanging down in the dark that feels like a cobweb, well I was persuaded to go on and went in the same car as Sally. Dave and Bev got in the first car and we were in the third, so I could not see them and they could not see us. Anyway I got down in the car was far as possible and so did Sally, we just got into the dark and Sally started kissing me, I was surprised and wondered what I should or could do, The ride would only last about 2 minutes, anyway I took a chance and put my hand under her sweater and reached up and touched her bra, her tits were smaller than Bev's but felt nice though the bra, I thought I just got time, we were still kissing and I put my hand under the bra and felt her pert nipples, Sally said “quick we are at the end”, and so the kissing and feeling had to stop.
I was thinking about the next time I was alone with Sally, when she came into the room and asked me what I thought?
Perhaps I should tell you about Sally, she is 5ft 6" and probably a 34 B or C, blond hair, although I know it has been bleached by the Sun, and she is not blond down below, but that is for another time. Any way Sally came into the room and was wearing a white blouse and a short white skirt, that whilst not transparent, I could make out that her underwear was a dark colour.
"Well what do you think"?
"Very nice"
"Are you turned on?"
"Just being alone with you turns me on I like the outfit and I can just make out your dark bra and panties, what colour are they? Can I see them?"
"Later" I want you to judge the outfits first, I will go and try the other one on."
She was soon back and wearing a short off the shoulder black dress, that just about covered her crotch; I could see that she was wearing a white bra, from the straps on her shoulders
"Do you like mixing dark and white then?"
"Which outfit do you like best"
"Definitely the white one" it leaves more to the imagination".
"Okay now for the lingerie".
She undid the dress zipper and stepped out of it. The white bra was not see through, but I could tell that her nipples were hard, in fact I decided it was not white but ivory, the panties were also ivory with a pattern on them and when she did a twirl I realised that it was a thong, and they were laced up at the sides. I could see her pubic hair was dark but I know that anyway
"Very nice".
"Ok remember these, I got another 2 sets for you to see, and I will go and change."
"Bring them all down here I have seen you naked before".
"No way that was at least 15 years ago, before we both were married. Will not be long".
Ok I will tell you Sally got me a suitcase from where she worked when she was 18, and said could I pick it up, so I turned up at her place, and was talking to her parents, she had just gone upstairs. Sally came down wearing a white blouse and denim jeans, and we sat talking, about 5 minutes later her parents said good bye, they were going out for a meal. Sally offered me coffee
I said "ok, but I must not be too late, as I said I would pop up to Bev's." We had coffee sitting together on the sofa, and I suppose as I have kissed her in the ghost train, I thought I wonder what it would like to do so in the light. I leaned over and gave her a kiss; she responded to my kiss and soon had her tongue in my mouth. I undid her blouse and put my hand on to her bra and continue to kiss her, after about 5 minutes, I took her blouse off, and pull the right strap of her bra off her shoulder slowly, so that she could resist if she wanted too, gradually her right breast was revealed, it was pert with a small nipple and a very small aureole. I quickly started kissing her breast, the nipple soon got hard I slid her left bra strap off her shoulder and suddenly I could see both her breasts. I kissed the left one with the same result.
We continue like this for some time, and then I undid the zipper on her jeans and the button and pulled them down. She had on a pair of white panties; I put my hand on her butt and rubbed it, then slip my hand down the front of her panties and felt the coarse pubic hair. I pulled her panties down slowly and saw her dark pubic hair. I knew now that the sun had bleached her hair, it was always darker in the winter. I took her hand and tried to get her to feel my cock, but she refused. I realised it was getting late.
“I better take the suitcase and go and see Bev.”
Afterwards I wished I had put a finger in her, I always regretted it, but had masturbated many times thinking about her. About 4 months later Bev told me that Sally was on the pill for medical reasons, if only I had known that before.
Sally came back into the room, this time she was wearing a silk black bra and matching high leg panties.
"Nice and I bet they feel nice too" as I stepped forward.
"No, you can feel them when I take them off."
"Let me take them off and I will feel them then,"
Again no was the reply. She went off and came back wearing a lilac balcony bra, I could almost see her nipples, with matching panties, with a floral lace pattern. They were really nice.
"Okay I can see that I have an effect on you”, the bulge in my trousers gave the game away. “What should I wear under the white outfit?"
"If I was your husband, I would want to take off the outfit and the last lingerie set."
"Thanks for your input, I will let you know the result next week. Dave will be home soon, you better go."
So off I went back home, Bev said "which did you choose then."
"You knew all along what Sally wanted."
"Oh yes and hopefully she will have got you horny for tonight".
She was not wrong.
Well the next day I went into the office late as I had to go to the conference, I pick up Lyn, she was about 22 and had long brunette hair, that I thought she could sit on, I wondered if her pubic hair was long as well, but that was a fantasy. She was about 5'4" and probably a 36 B. She had on her normal business suit and white blouse and said that she just had to make a phone call and was then ready to go to the hotel.
We left at 1 p.m. and she put her case along with mine in the boot I said "you can hang your jacket up if you like in the back"
I looked at her, but could not make out the colour of her bra; the blouse was made of quite thick material. She dropped off to sleep on the journey to the hotel; we did not arrive until 6.p.m. We booked in, her room was next to mine, we looked at the restaurant menu and saw the prices were expensive, we could only claim £10 for dinner. I said there was a pub down the road about a mile, perhaps we could go there as food would be cheaper.
She agreed "I need to change and have a shower"
"Meet you down her at 7.15p.m."
We went to our rooms, no connecting door (shame)
At 7.15p.m. I was down in reception waiting for Lyn; she walked in a little late. She was wearing a white blouse, done up with ivory buttons about 12 of them I could make out a dark colour bra underneath. A long brown skirt with small flowers of various colours on it and it was done up at the front with a lot of buttons.
"No wonder you are late if you had to do up all those buttons, how many are there?"
"Perhaps I let you count them later" she teased.
We went to the pub and had a lovely meal with a drink included for £6, we had made a £4 profit.