Your co-worker

You tell Shannon about your co-worker Linda and her daughter thinking you’ve given her a real challenge. A shy woman and her lovely daughter who you barely know. So you’re surprised when she says “oh that’ll be easy. Older women are always easy.” You’re all ears so Shannon explains. “A little flirting should be enough to get her panties down. Then just go with the ‘women my age would do that’ strategy.”

You’re not sure what that is exactly. Carrie starts to grin. She seems to be getting it. The again, sexual treachery comes more naturally to her.

Shannon clarifies. “Basically keep saying things like ‘oh, you don’t take it up the ass? That’s weird. Women my age all do. Must be a generational thing. Oh you’ve never gone out in public in a see through dress so everyone can see your wet cunt? Huh, most women in my generation like to do that. You’ve never taken a face full of cum from a room of strangers? Never had a cock so deep in your throat you lost a meal? Never had a family member shove their tongue up your pussy? Odd. I guess women your age just don’t do those things.’ Get it?”

Oh, you get it. You also can’t believe your ex girlfriend is saying such things. You can’t help but wonder how serious she is. How many of those things has she done? How many had she done back before you were dating?

“Sounds like a good strategy.” Carrie chimes in, biting her lip, clearly turned on by all of this. Of course she’d like it.

But as the person who has to implement this plan, you’re not even remotely convinced it’s going to work. And you stay unconvinced right up until the moment you watch cum load #7 splat on Linda’s face, as she kneels before 8 jerking cocks in a bar men’s room, clad in nothing but a sheer dress.

Turns out Shannon was right... about everything. All it took was a little flirting to get Linds into bed. After that she practically melted in your hands and was willing to do anything she suspected younger women were doing. Even now, as you look at her, her hard nipples poking through the mesh netting of her dress, her thighs wet with juice, her pretty and shy face glazed in seed, you wonder if she ever thought she’d be capable of becoming this. You wonder if she suspects the things she’ll yet be capable of.

As for yourself, you’re not the least bit jealous of these other men as they jerk themselves silly into your woman’s face. You’ve already gotten plenty of use out of her.

Less than 3 days after your plotting with Shannon and Carrie, your cock was balls deep in Linda’s asshole, one hand gripping her sweaty thigh, the other tugging on her long blonde hair.

Since then its been an absolute pleasure watching her debate herself to recapture her youth.

After the 8th guy dumps his load on her, hitting her chin then oozing down her neck to settle in her cleavage, she stands and looks at you. “Now what? Do I clean off?”

You chuckle. “We walk through the bar so everyone can see what a lovely slut you are.” You say, your cock thick in your pants. After all, you just watched a good show.

“Of course.” Kinda answers. “I should have known.”

Which you do. The bar patrons stare at her as the two of you go though the Saturday night crowd toward the door. Most of the men smile. Some of the women smile.

You get outside and wonder how Linda feels, with the cool air hitting her cum-soaked face as a sign that she’s in public for all to see.

You call an Uber and wait.

“So is 9 loads in public at once a record for you?” You ask you co-worker. (9 loads being the 8 strangers she just took plus yours at the start of the evening)

Linda laughs. “One load in public would have been a record for me. 2 loads in private would be.”

You smirk. “Think our Uber driver would agree to be number 10 in lieu of payment?”

Linda thinks about it. She seems to be thinking about it a lot. Finally she speaks. “Cancel the Uber” She says to your surprise. She couldn’t be getting cold feet about it. Not after all she’s already done. Then she clarifies. “Why don’t we walk back to my place? It’s not that far and it’s a nice night. Plus there are lots of people out. We’ll probably run into more people who’d be willing to help me set my new record than just one driver.”

You smile. All that time sitting across from Linda at work, crushing on her. You never realized what she was capable of.

You think of something else Shannon told you recently: “give a woman permission to be a slut and she’ll take it. In fact, she’ll take a lot.”

When you arrive at Linda’s house the record is at 22. You can barely make out her face under the cake of cum.

“Do you regret walking?” You ask

Linda licks her lips, and breathes heavily. After all she’s had quite a night. “Um... no, I don’t think so. Although I had no idea we’d run into that bachelor party.”

You smile. It was quite a sight to see. Especially since at the bar Linda sat patiently as the guys jerked around her. But with the bachelor party, maybe she’d run out of patience, but after a few minutes she was leaning forward sucking members and licking balls.

“Now I want to get you in bed and give you jizz load number 23. That way I’m the first and the last.” You say. Your cock throbs. You’re certainly ready to go.

Linda nods.

At the moment you’re not worried about running into her daughter. After all it’s Saturday night. She won’t be home. And it’s not time to test those waters. But you have a plan. And you know it will be soon.

Once you’re in Linda’s room, she’s torn off her dress, spread her legs as wide as possible, and started to give herself a furious rub.

You pull off your pants. Your thick cock pops out. You jerk it toward Linda’s slutty smiling face. Now it’s time to implement your plan. You think Shannon and Carrie would be proud. It’s question time.

“Tell me,” You ask “what would you do if our boss, Mr. Wiltshire, could see you now?”

Linda laughs and moans at the quality of her own rubbing. “I’d probably ask him if he wanted to be part of a record breaking night.”

“And what would you do if your ex-husband could see you now?”

“If say... fuck you. Look what you gave up. I be your new girlfriend won’t ever be as slutty as this.” She’s very proud.

“And what would you do if your daughter could see you now?”

And as much as you feel totally in control of the situation, you are not prepared for her answer. Not at all.