The night of the party I was a nervous wreck. I didn’t want to do it – I really, really did not want go, but if I didn’t go Lily would never forgive me. I needn’t have worried as the party went off without a hitch. Lily went as Cat Woman and told everyone that I had just flown into town and hadn’t had time to get a costume. I was introduced as Roberta (every one called me Bobbie) and Lily told everyone that I was going through a rather difficult trial separation from my husband and that she hoped everyone could help cheer me up. I walked around with a drink in my hand and astoundingly got hit on by several guys. Even more astoundingly to me was the fact that Lily was pissed at me all the way home from the party. I had to badger her into telling me why and she finally got a sheepish look on her face and confessed that she was jealous of the attention I got.
“I work with those guys every day and they have never sniffed after me the way they went after you.”
I was flattered – I think.
Halloween was over and I thought that the cross-dressing was a thing of the past. I was wrong. Lily kept buying bras, panties, bustiers and other feminine things for me to wear and asked me to wear them when we made love. She videotaped all of our love making sessions and when I wasn’t around she maturbated to them. We started getting phone calls for Bobbie and Lily giggled and told me that some of the guys she worked with had asked her for my number. If I answered I just said that Bobbie wasn’t there, but if Lily answered the phone she would say, “Just a minute, I’ll get her.” Then she would say, “Take the call baby, I want to suck your cock while he’s trying to make a date to fuck you.” I went along with the gag and a couple of weeks went by while I fended off the guys she had given my number to. The next thing she hit me with was meeting her after work some night when she was going to stop for a drink with the girls she worked with. I let her talk me into it and I do have to admit that it was a kick.
I never knew a group of women could be so potty mouthed. They talked about their husbands, boyfriends and lovers and compared cock sizes, got into arguments over whether or not size mattered and discussed who was good at eating pussy. I got a little pissed when in answer to a question on cock size Lily said that her husband was kind of small (I know that seven inches isn’t huge, but it isn’t small either) and that someday she might cheat on him just to see what a big cock would be like. That brought a chorus of “Oh you should try…” and the girls named off guys that Lily worked with. The Lily turned to me, “What’s your opinion Bobbie? What’s your husband like?” I gave her an evil grin and then held my hands apart to indicate a cock of about twelve inches. That got me, “You silly girl, why are you letting him get away?” Lily said, “The problem is that he’s not using it on her, he’s giving it away to other women” and that got me a bunch of “Oh you poor baby”s.
While we sat at the table a couple of guys came over and asked some of us to dance. I politely declined, but Lily danced with three guys and once came back to the table giggling, “I think I found my huge cock. At least it felt huge when he poked it into my leg.”
That set the girls off, “You going to give him your phone number?” and “Are you going to see him again?” One whiskey voice slut said, “Don’t let him get away honey. Go out into the parking lot and fuck him now. You never know when you might find a big one again.” Lily turned to me, “What do you think Bobbie, should I go for it? Think David would know if I was freshly fucked when I get home tonight?” Talk about opening a door! About five years previous I told Lily that my most persistent fantasy was to watch her fuck another man. Lily had let me know, in no uncertain terms, that I was out of my fucking mind and as a result it had never been mentioned again.
“I think you should go for it Lil. I mean if David is as lacking as you say you owe it to yourself to see what a real man is like.”
That wasn’t the answer she had expected, but before she could give me a nasty look the girls jumped in, “Go for it Lily” and “You go girl.” A couple of them began to chant “Show us the beef, show us the beef” and almost as if on cue the man in question showed up and asked Lily to dance. She looked around the table at everyone, her glance lingering on me for a second or two, and then she got up and went out on the dance floor with the guy.
We all watched Lily and the man dance and about halfway into the dance we all saw the man’s hand slide down and cup Lily’s ass and Lily laid her head on his shoulder. The girls at the table were all babbling away, “Will she do it?” “I hope she does it.” “Maybe I should have said yes when he asked me to dance. I’d like to see a big cock once” and whiskey voice said, “She won’t do it. She isn’t slut enough.” The music ended, but the two of them stayed on the floor and waited for the next song. One of the girls asked, “What do you think Bobbie? You know her better than the rest of us.”
“Well, we’ve been close since the third grade and she has always told me her deepest, darkest secrets, but she has never mentioned cheating on David. But she is headstrong and if she took what was said at this table as a dare, who knows?”
Out on the dance floor Lily and the man were dancing closer than before and when the song ended they left the dance floor and went and sat at his table. Five minutes later they got up and walked out the side door of the bar and into the parking lot and whiskey voice said, “Well I’ll be damned.” I just sat there shocked at the fact that Lily had actually gone out to the parking lot with the man. It was over half an hour before the two of them came back into the bar and it was another ten before Lily came back to the table to join us. “What did you do?” “How was he?” “Oh girl, you are such a slut” and whiskey voice asked, “Just how big was he?” Lily held her hands apart to indicate size, about ten inches, and then she looked at me, “You won’t tell David, will you?”
“I won’t tell him, but now that you have broken your marriage vows and had some fun it’s only fair that he have some too – and you know how much I’ve always liked him.”
“You wouldn’t!”
“Oh yes I would!”
We stayed for another five minutes and then Lily said that it was time for us to go. In the car Lily slid over next to me and said, “Lift your skirt baby, I’ve got to have your cock right now.”
It took a minute to get my cock free from the way we had it secured (wouldn’t do for the girls – or for that matter the guys – to see me with an erection) and then Lily took hold of me and started stroking my cock. “Are you ready for this baby? This is the second cock I’ve had in my hand in the last hour.”
“Did you fuck him?”
“Of course not. I wouldn’t do that without talking to you. I wanted to, but I didn’t.”
“Then what did you do out there for over half an hour?”
“We talked and he worked really hard at getting me into the backseat, but I told him no. I told him I never did a guy without dating him first. He asked me to at least give him a blow job and I told him that I wouldn’t and I said I’d give him a hand job and that would have to hold him until we could go out on a date.”
“You jacked him off?”
“Yes I did. He came like he hadn’t cum in a couple of months. I wasn’t lying back there baby, he was a good ten inches.”
“Why didn’t you just go ahead and fuck him?”