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The next couple of weeks, we did not speak about Tony or what Amanda had told me. We met, as usual, Tuesday with the group, and had a quickie in the park after. Wednesday she worked late, and both times, Leslie lent us her flat where we enjoyed a long session in bed, without a porno. Wednesday was the best day for sex, and Amanda seemed to enjoy it best then too.Thursdays would be a pub or a meal out and a quickie in the park. Nothing on Friday due to the social club. The weekends were more about days out, places of interest, and rarely sexual. But somehow it became a habit that just before dropping her off, late evening, Amanda would often give a blowjob to say goodnight.It had begun to dawn on me, that all of Amanda?s ?confessions? were just made up. As I thought about it, part of me wanted to it all be a fantasy, but more of me wanted it to be true, and to hear more details. It felt like driving past a road accident, you just can?t help looking to see more. I decided I needed to ask for more of her story.So the next Wednesday, mid-way through the evening, we were lying in the spare bed at Leslie?s place. Amanda had sat astride my cock and ridden me until I was totally spent. As she stopped, I could not help myself asking, ?Last time we talked about that Friday, and the Monday, you said, ?It didn?t end.? Or something like that, what did you mean???Oh, nothing really, just that, oh, well, you know???Do you mean that he did it again, that something else happened?? My mind had been working overtime since the last time we had spoken about this. I had imagined all sorts of things, about her being driven home after social club again. I had even offered to pick her up and run her home to be safe. She dismissed the idea and told me ?not to be silly? and that she could look after herself.I wanted her to tell me it was all sorted and finished. But much more than that, I wanted to hear another confession about more of her experiences. Experiences that seemed darker and riskier than anything I would do. Experiences that turned me on so much more than I could explain.Amanda lifted herself up off of my cock, cum gushed out over me, so much cum. Lately, I sometimes seemed to have cum more than usual in her, I was proud to admit.?Are you sure you want to hear more? I do want you to know. But I don?t want to upset you or have you judge me.??I find it a turn-on, the things you used to get up to, you know that. It used to make me sad, but not anymore, now it is just a turn-on, I promise.? Amanda sat astride my cock, no longer inside her, sitting in a puddle of cum. I looked up at her perfect breasts, no sag, rounded nipples. I had started wanting to tell her I was really İstanbul Escort falling for her.?I will tell you what the next couple of weeks were like. But. You sort of need to stop thinking about it as what I used to get up to. We are not married you know, I do have a life of my own.? Amanda looked down at me, waiting for me to say something.?I don?t understand, just tell me about the next couple of weeks, I promise to lie here and listen, I think I, I???Don?t get all emotional on me now. OK, but don?t say I didn?t warn you.? Amanda moved herself up and with her hand laid my cock along under her pussy. Her small patch of dark pubes was totally matted with cum. She squelched herself back down onto me and began to speak.?After that Monday, I quizzed Leslie, and she told me a lot of things about Tony and his gang of friends. The woman whose leaving had got me into it all, Mary, had originally got Leslie into the gang. The other two women who get lifted onto lockers, both mid-twenties, both petit and both married, are also in the gang.Leslie explained that Tony?s arrangement meant the three of them enjoyed a decently higher pay grade and extra holiday entitlement. In return for once a week or so, the three of them allowed themselves to be used. I realise that was my recent new pay grade reality too. Yes, Leslie said in response to my question, used. This is not a boyfriend-girlfriend mutual-fun-and-games-thing, but the men taking their pleasure.Leslie said she had learned to really enjoy it. No decisions, no boyfriend, no fuss and wondering, but a lot of sexual activity. She said no one was going to play with her clit, try and get her to come, or even worry too much about her enjoyment.?I laid still, not sure where this was going, my hands resting on Amanda?s hips.?So, after the Monday morning, nothing else happened that day. Tuesday I had an internal letter from HR. The letter said things like; ?As a model employee, for going above and beyond normal duty, and the company hoped I would inspire others to follow.? The letter also said I got an immediate two grades pay increase.*The rest of Tuesday was quiet until mid-afternoon when Leslie and I were jumped in the locker room. We were lifted up onto the lockers opposite each other. There must have been seven or eight men there, plus Tony. Tony lifted up my skirt and tutted. I was wearing a thin lacy see-through pair of knickers, black, and quite small.I had started wearing much sexier knickers to work, I admit to getting a thrill when the men saw them. Some part of me liked showing them off. I felt a little competitive against the others even though I had no idea what they wore.Tony İstanbul Escort Bayan held my skirt up as high as he could reach to show the group, they all followed his lead and started shaking their heads. I could see Leslie looking at me and smiling. Tony let go of my skirt and let it fall back down. Tony turned to Leslie and held her skirt up, and again shook his head.?Something is not right,? he said, holding her shorter skirt as high as he could, even I could see. Leslie had on a pretty white pair of lacy knickers. ?I know what is wrong, this will be better.?Tony reached up under each side of Leslie's skirt. She put her hands down and lifted herself up to allow him to pull her knickers down and off. All the men turned to look. Tony turned back to me, I knew what was coming and lifted my bum clear of the lockers. He pulled my knickers straight off.?Your dark pubes will look much better in these.? Tony handed me Leslie?s warm knickers. He handed mine to Leslie. ?Your blonde pubes will stand out better in these. Come on, put them on so we can check.?You have no idea how hard it is to pull on knickers while balanced on top of a locker. Both of us wriggled and tugged and finally, after showing far too many naked pussy flashes, we had swapped knickers. We got a little round of applause and the men lifted us down.I asked Leslie did she want to swap back. She just shook her head and went back to the office. I admit it felt sort of naughty to have her knickers on for the rest of the day. I wore them home and returned them once Mum had put them through the wash, assuming they were mine.On the Wednesday, again, nothing really happened until mid-afternoon I was jumped in the locker room, this time with the two married ladies, Jean and Alice. Within a minute there must have been ten men there, plus Tony as always. I was in another thin, lacy black pair of knickers. Tony began the same routine as the day before.Tony took my knickers off first, then Jean?s in blue and white striped cotton, then Alice?s tiny silky white pair. ?We know you suite White.? Tony handed Alice?s to me, He gave mine to Jean, and Alice got Jean?s pair. I began the tricky task of pulling them on, again flashing plenty of bare pussy to the men staring at me.Jean and Alice I assume had never had this happen before. They were a lot quieter and slower to redress and tried to keep themselves covered, not very well though. Tony checked his handiwork, a quiet round of applause, and we were lifted down.I spoke to Alice as the men left, asked if she needed to swap back, and she told me she was fine. She said she would have to get Jean?s back to her as her husband Escort İstanbul would check, and know they were not hers. She explained he was so jealous of her. Again I felt naughty and a little turned on having swapped knickers again.Nothing happened on Thursday or Friday all day. Leslie and I went to the Social after work, a bar meal, a few quiet drinks. I spent the evening with Leslie asking me lots about past sexual experiences. You would have loved it. She asked and pried, by the end, she must have heard about almost every sexual partner and event in my life. In reality, Leslie and I had swapped some stories and memories a few times before.Mid-evening Tony joined us for a while, bringing a round of drinks with him. ?Good evening, I wanted to properly welcome you to our little society. I hope you will be as happy and active a member as Leslie, Jean and Alice have become.??I am sure Leslie has told you a lot, but let me just say this; All the men involved are married. We respect you, and we do love and enjoy women. We promise to never make you do anything you do not want to do. We promise to never bring anyone into the group who we have not checked thoroughly. All we ask in return is that you do not indulge in a lot of random or one-night sexual encounters with others. I hope you understand why??The penny suddenly dropped as to why Leslie never had a boyfriend and turned down all advances when we were out. ?Thank you, Tony, but why did you pick me?? I asked.?When Mary said she was leaving, we knew we wanted to replace her. Mary?s leaving do, you remember, was the first night we ?approached? you.? Tony managed to make ?approached? sound so civilised, like an interview.?Leslie had told me a lot about this very adventurous girl she knew, that?s you. She said she was sure you would be open to some fun. So we bought you a few drinks that night, maybe a few too many. Anyway, Jean and Alice agreed to ride along and were going to talk to you, but you fell asleep. I was sure that you were a non-starter but then you woke up and gave us the big come-on.?We chatted to Tony for a little while, just work and general stuff until he bid us farewell and left. Leslie and I stayed a while longer, someone offered us a lift home, and drove us both to her place, and then me on to home. Nothing happened, just a simple lift home.The following week was very quiet, Monday and Tuesday all totally normal. Then on the Wednesday afternoon, I was summoned to Tony?s office. I turned the ?Do Not Disturb? sign as usual and closed the door. ?This is Reg, he works in the drawings office, and is a really keen photographer.??Hello Amanda, I?ve seen your pictures, but you won?t know me.?I looked at Reg, grey hair, he looked like he should have retired. Where should I know you from??I?m a member down at the local photographic club. A couple of years back, you must have posed for one of the club members. Recently we were sharing some pictures, your name was on an envelope full of images.?