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Teasing Tammy part 3

She went around for days feeling like she was in a fog. Her thoughts were clouded. Holding conversations with her husband and friends was difficult. The only thing that was crisp on her mind was the experience of two strangers watching her suck a man’s cock while wearing tassels on her nipples. Completely naked. And outdoors of all places.

Tammy had never been watched before but the experience and the mental aftermath was driving her crazy with passion.

She tried keeping busy to get her mind to stop replaying the episode. On Saturday her husband was home and every time he started talking to her he interrupted her lustful thoughts. To keep from getting annoyed at him she decided to go shopping.

On her way to the pharmacy she was so stimulated she had to find a lady’s room. The thought of two men watching her naked body being taken like a slut was overpowering. At a nearby coffee shoppe she went into the lady’s room and had to insert a tampon. Her V-spot was getting very wet and a climax was not far.

Who were those two men? Did they just happen to stop? Did her man friend know them? Did he set up the event because he found it stimulating to put her on display? Was it his way of boasting about his new conquest? She couldn’t stop her mind from wandering into more lust. It felt so good.

On her way back to her car she spotted his pick up truck. It was parked right in front of the coffee shoppe. He was sitting in his truck and looking at her as she walked past. Tammy felt naked. He knew her dirty little slutty secret.

Her heart started pounding in her chest. Her blood was racing through her body. Helpless to stop the reaction in her V-spot she began to climax. As soon as she sat in her car she began to have a massive orgasm. Her body was reacting to his presence. That never happened to her. She had experienced lust in her lifetime. There were guys all through school and into her adult life who she dreamed of having sex with. Even when she worked as a waitress there were always big rugged men who became the object of her fantasies. But her reaction to them was never as strong as what was happening to her with this guy.

How could he have this power over her? She didn’t even know his name. In the pharmacy Tammy bought two packages of women’s Depends. The kind women who are incontinent must wear. She needed something thicker to absorb her orgasms. Whoever this guy was he was taking her on a journey she had never known.

She made a quick stop at the market and picked up a few things before heading home. The second Tammy turned into her driveway her stomach flipped. Anxiety rose like never before and she wanted to scream, “What the FUCK?”

Tammy was not prone to vulgarities. She was socially proper and conducted herself as society states a woman should behave. But the sight was too much for her. Parked in her driveway was the guy’s pick up truck. The guy was standing on her lawn talking to her husband. Like they were old friends.

Every emotion in her body wanted to scream out, “That mother FUCKER! What’s he doing? What the fuck is he telling my husband?”

She parked the car and started picking up the bags from the trunk. Filled with wonder she looked at the two of them on the front lawn. Her husband was laughing over something he said. The guy kept his usual straight face in place and kept talking as he looked at her ass.

“He never talks to me like that!” she thought.

Yet, here he was, holding a perfectly normal conversation with her husband. She felt a bit jealous so she carried the bags inside. The woman’s underwear she took upstairs to the bedroom and hid them in her closet.

Tammy sat on her bed trembling. Her V-spot was quivering. The guilt was running through her veins. Her shame was making her very horny.

Finally she heard his pick up truck start and he backed out of the driveway. She watched from the window. Just before pulling away he looked at the upstairs bedroom window and saw her watching him. So he nodded and gave her a little waive. Then he was on his way.

She was downstairs in the kitchen when her husband came back in the house. She asked, “Who was that?”

“Some guy who just moved here. Says he’s from Woodridge.”

Woodridge is the next town up the road. It was five miles away. So she asked, “What did he want?”

“Oh, he was just asking for directions and different places in the area. He was looking for a sporting good store. He’s a hunter. Deer hunter.”

Tammy thought to herself, that is bull shit. He is not new to the area. She had waited on him at the dinner for the past few years. He is a hunter alright. He hunts for women.

Still nervous and anxious about his sudden visit she decided to drop the conversation.

“Says his name is Will. Seems like a nice guy.”

Tammy wanted to tell her husband, “Please shut up.”

The afternoon passed as usual with the exception of her vivid fantasies of Will. Tammy found herself thinking of what she would call him. Maybe “Willy” or “Wild Will”? She couldn’t decide. He just had brass balls coming to her house and talking with her husband.

The two went out to dinner that evening. They went to a favorite little place they had gone to several times. The food was great and Tammy got along well with the woman who owned the restaurant.

They placed their order and received their drinks from the bar. As she took her first sip she heard a man’s voice say, “Hello again.”

Will came up from behind her and shook her husband’s hand. “Hey. You found it.”

Her husband was thrilled to see Will. He was alone and quickly began telling her husband that he found the sporting good store. They jumped into a conversation about guns and shells in a flash. Her husband invited him to sit and have a drink with them. Which, of course he had every intention of doing. No surprise to Tammy. What did shock her was when Will decided to sit next to her and not on the other side of the table next to her husband.

Will had thick strong legs. He wasn’t tall and he had a barrel chest. His hips were manly and wider than most men, so when he sat he moved his chair in toward Tammy and his right leg pressed up against her left leg. He said he didn’t want to block the aisle.

Again, unable to control her body functions, Tammy’s leg began to quiver. She was so nervous her leg was twitching up and down in tiny rapid motions.

Everything intensified when Tammy’s husband talked him into having dinner with them.

“You are alone? Right? Why not have dinner right here? You don’t have to sit alone.” he said.

Her husband ordered baked fish with double vegetables. Will ordered a ribeye. King cut with baked potato and corn. He ate like a man. He didn’t drink cocktails. Telling them he doesn’t sip drinks. He ordered beers. When dinner came he was well into his second beer.

Tammy’s husband got up after finishing his meal and went to the men’s room. Will had felt her leg shaking through the entire meal. So while her husband was away he slid his hand down onto her leg. Slowly he slid his fingers between her thighs and Immediately felt her having an orgasm. It felt so good she wanted to moan out loud.

He lifted his baby finger up and ran it across the lips of her V-spot and felt her warm juices soaking through the panties. He patted her twice to indicate “Good girl.”

Plus he wanted her to calm herself. Tammy was able to relax after the orgasm. She couldn’t believe her day. Two orgasms and he barely touched her body.

After her husband picked up the bill for all three of them he invited Will to come to the house for a beer. Will followed them and once inside Tammy asked her husband to make her one more drink. She never has more than one drink at dinner but she felt she needed one more for this occasion.

When her husband returned he found Tammy sitting on the sofa near the arm and Will was sitting in the middle of the sofa. He handed him a beer and the drink went to Tammy. He went back into the kitchen to get his drink and when he returned he noticed Will had slid a little closer to Tammy.

The two guys continued talking about hunting and her husband showed Will his duck hunting rifles. He had a friend from work who enjoyed duck hunting and knew a little bit about the sport.

In the middle of talking about his duck hunting stories, Will, half listening, turned to Tammy and said, “You have seen me once before. I don’t know if you remember.”

“No. I don’t remember.” she said.

“Yes you do. A couple weeks ago I had to stop across the street.” he reminded her.

“Oh my GOD! Yes. You're the man who had to relieve yourself.” she said.

Her husband fell silent.

“No. I don’t relieve myself. I took a piss and you saw me.”

He turned to her husband and with no shame at all told him the story.

“I was driving home and if I hit one more bump my bladder was going to explode. I pulled into that little opening across the street and barely got my cock out and it was shooting hard. I looked up and saw your wife on the deck watching me. I turned away and looked back. She was still watching. So I turned back toward her and let her enjoy the show. Remember that Tammy?” He asked.

She was speechless. The only thing she could do was giggle. Her husband was surprised and had a smile on his face. He had no idea what to say next.

“Say it Tammy. Say, I SAW YOU PISSING.” he said.

Tammy could not open her mouth. So Will said it again with more determination.

“Tammy, tell your husband you saw me pissing. Tell him.”

She looked at her husband who was silent and eagerly sitting in the chair and told him, “I saw Will pissing.”

“Tell him I watched Will pissing.”

And she did, “I watched Will pissing.”

“Say it again. Louder this time. I WATCHED WILL PISSING.”

Tammy was giggling hard now but she played along. In a loud voice she said, “I watched Will pissing.”

“I saw his cock.” he said next.

“I saw his cock.” she repeated.

Back and forth this went until Tammy was yelling things like, “I watched Will HANG HIS BIG THICK BEAUTIFUL COCK OUT FOR ME TO LOOK AT.”

She was giggling out of control. She lifted her glass to her husband and said, “I need another half please.”

He didn’t move. The smile fell off his face and he sat still.

Will guzzled his beer down and said, “Get me another one. Won’t you? Here.” he held the empty beer can out.

Her husband jumped up like an obedient little school girl. The second he did so both Tammy and Will spotted the tiny bulge in his pants. He was excited and his dick was hard. Sally laughed at the sight. Will let out a tiny giggle.

His voice was deep and guttural. It was the first time she heard him laugh.

When her husband returned he found his wife repeating after Will, “My husband has a penis and Will has a big cock. I love looking at Will’s big thick cock.”

One line after another and Tammy was laughing out loud. Her husband tried to adjust his hardening dick so it wouldn’t be so obvious, but it refused to get soft. He pulled his shirt out and dr*ped the bottom of it over his pants. That seemed to make things even more obvious but he had no choice. Will was asking for his beer.

When Will left her husband couldn’t wait to get her in bed. He needed intercourse. Tammy opened for him and he was so excited he reached orgasm in less than two minutes. Then, exhausted, he rolled over and fell asleep. Sally did not sleep.