Planning for more

"10?" She sounds a little dubious.

You smile. "10 is a nice round number."

Amy considers this, her pretty face cocked to one side, blue eyes gazing into the distance. "Is that including you?"

You think for a moment. Then you shake your head. "No, 10 of them. I'll be the odd man out."

"Suits you," she says and gives you a mischievous smile. Then she looks serious. "But not in an alley this time. It was cold."

You nod. The fact that she doesn't mention that the alley was also filthy is interesting. Your innocent, normal Amy seems not to be bothered by filth these days.

"Perhaps I'll book us a hotel room," you say.

"Make it a motel," she says. "That's sleazier." And then she flashes that impish smile again.

It wasn't that long ago that you were breaking up with Amy, mainly because she wasn't satisfying you sexually. How far things have already come. You are delighted, of course, that she is transforming into the gangbang slut you want her to be. Yet it is more than a little shocking how easily she has been led down this path. Now you are suggesting she fucks 10 guys with you and she isn't objecting at all. No, she's offering suggestions to make it sleazier.

"So how we are going to find 10 guys?" she asks.

You've thought of that. Picking up that many guys in a bar or outside a strip club doesn't seem viable. It's your turn to give her a meaningful little smile. Then you take out your phone, pull up a webpage, show it to her. It's a personal ad on a hookup site.

"Sexy gangbang girl needs 10 studs to satisfy her," she reads, then looks up at you, her blue eyes twinkling. "Well, that's pretty direct."

You shrug. "I thought it got the point across."

She reads the whole thing and nods slowly. "So, we're really doing this? You're really going to share me with 10 men."

"That's right," you say.

Amy twirls her hair slowly. "I suppose I should find another sexy outfit to wear."

You nod. "The stockings were a nice touch. Wear some again."