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When Carol came to work in my department I was impressed with her enthusiasm. She was young, but willing to work hard and learn. That impressed me. I took her under my wing, so to speak, and trained her for a couple of weeks. When she went out on her own, she made me proud and quickly became one of the best Customer Service reps we had.

Carol was pretty mature for her age. Even though I was quite a bit older than she, we seemed to have developed a close friendship. One Friday night, after a particularly long and stressful week, I invited her to happy hour after work for "a quick drink". That one drink turned into three and we were both getting a bit buzzed. We were debating ordering one more drink when she said to me, "one more and I'll be telling you all my deepest, dark secrets."

"Well, that settles it then," I said, ordering another round. "I don't need all your secrets," I joked, "just the juicy ones."
"I'd be more than happy to share but you got to give a little to get a little," she said with a sly grin on her face. "You tell me one first, then I'll reciprocate."

A little voice in my head was screaming "NO DON'T" even as the words started coming out. "Some of my friends and I go to Jack and Jill parties where we masturbate in front of women who like to watch that sort of thing." Carol said nothing but stared at me with her mouth half opened and her drink still pursed to her lips. "Oh shit, now you think I'm a total perv."

"Are you serious?" she finally spoke.

"Yeah," I admitted. I knew I was blushing badly from embarrassment.

"Can I get invited?"

"Are you serious?" It was my turn for incredulity.

"Ok, my dark secret." She moved a little closer and lowered her voice. "Ever since I was a teenager I've fantasized about watching a group of naked guys jerking off. I picture myself kneeling in front of them and having them cum all over my body, especially my tits. I thought you had somehow found that out and were making fun of me. Sorry if I looked offended. I didn't mean to embarrass you." Carol excused herself to hit the ladies room. In her abscence, I made a few phone calls.   read the rest now...

My husband is phenominally attractive, has a great body, and agreed without hesitation to go naked when he was around the house. I know he enjoyed me looking at him naked even more than I enjoyed looking.

We were still just dating when I first confessed my penchant for looking at naked men. I told him how much I enjoyed a man's body, enjoyed playing with his cock anytime the spirit moved me. I told him how much I liked giving handjobs and how thrilling it was to know my man was always there, naked and ready for sex if I wanted it. And that was our deal: he stayed naked all the time (and usually with a hard-on if I had anything to say about it, and I did!), If he had stayed hard too long and I was too tired to do anything about it he would jerk off for me. I really enjoyed watching that too.

The more things I threw at him the more he agreed to, never questioning my motives or complaining. He just played along with me. I wondered just how far he would let me take this. I decided I would proceed slowly, keeping my man naked more often in more places just to see when he would say "enough".

We were married in Februaury and decided to honeymoon in Cabo. I had kidded him all summer about his "golfer's tan"; dark face, arms, neck and legs with a stark white torso. I suggested the first day in Cabo that we should hit the clothing optional beach so he could get working on a good "all over" tan. Once again he agreed wthout hesitation.

We were the perfect newlywed couple walking down the beach, me in my new bikini and my husband in nothing at all. There was an area we found that was just perfect. He threw down the blanket, set up the umbrella for a shady refuge when the sun got to be too much and we began smearing each other with thick suntan lotion.

"This guy has never seen direct sunlight," I said as I began to rub a thick coat of lotion onto his dick and balls. He began to harden between my slippery hands. We both enjoyed it as my husband's cock grew while I continued to rub the sensitive skin. By the time I was satisfied he had a sufficient amount of lotion to prevent any serious burn on that precious cock, he was fully erect (impressively so I might ad). I think he was terribly dissappointed when I stopped my attentions, but his hard on was slow to subside. He was lying there, soaking up the sun with his cock sticking straight up from his groin when we heard some folks approaching. read the rest now...