“Emma said she saw you at the gym last week, and that you had a long chat.” Holly stood close to her neighbour, looking up into his brown eyes.
Randy could smell the woman’s perfume, it was heady. He wished she wouldn’t stand so close when they were alone like this. It took all his self control to stop from grabbing her and kissing her. Kissing was not high on his wish list at this moment though as Holly was dressed in only a tiny bikini and her tits were scantily covered. He wondered what it felt like to be her husband and fuck those tits.
Right now he was thankful that the swim shorts he was wearing were loose around the crotch as his thoughts had filtered through to his “old man” which was thickening up and, if he continued lusting after his gorgeous young neighbour, would soon stand proud.
He recalled that the chat at the gym that Holly was referring to had also caused embarrassment when he and Emma sat on adjacent rowing machines at the gym and he had noticed that the girl’s efforts had caused her to perspire, particularly at the crotch of her lycra exercise suit. The fabric had slipped between her pussy lips producing a sexy camel toe. The result was that he had stared at her barely covered pussy and had to hide a full-blown erection.
“Uh huh,” continued Holly, “she says that you had a great workout together.” Holly checked that they were alone. “you know that Emma has the hots for you, don’t you, she said that if only you two had been alone in the showers she would not have been able to resist you.”
Randy gulped, he had the hots for Emma too, and Holly and Julie and… But they were all neighbours and all married, as was he.
“Randy? Did you and Belle ever think to go to one of those places where they go naked all the time in summer? Holly’s eyes were full of mischief; it was hot enough without her raising his temperature with such thoughts.
“Well you sure don’t need one of those places today Holly, that bikini covers just about your modesty and little else.”
Once again Holly looked to see if they were truly alone. “Randy, I have to be truthful, Art doesn’t like me to wear it as it doesn’t really cover everything…” she pointed to her pussy, “…down there, look.” With that the girl thrust her hips forward, hooked a finger in each leg hole and pulled the material away from her body exposing shaven outer pussy lips. Twenty-two year old pussy looked so good to a thirty year old guy.
Happy with how things were progressing Holly slipped the thin strips of textile crossing her full tits to either side, presenting Randy with a view of her globes that he had only ever dreamed of.
Seeing his mesmerised stare Holly issued a whispered invitation, “go on Randy touch them they don’t bite and I’d love to feel your hands on them.”
His right hand extended, and his fingers were within a fraction of achieving a dream when a thought flashed into his mind that scared the living shit out of him.
Honey trap!
Jeez, he had heard of groups of women that we friends or colleagues, or neighbours, or whatever, setting a trap for some unsuspecting idiot that was sucked into kissing, touching, whatever, however innocently, one of the group then blasting him to hell with accusations etc.
Would Belle, his wife want to do that? On what grounds, they were happy, their sex life was not just good, no, it was superb. Then what?
“Holly, get back to the party girl, the sun is making you a little light headed.
-oOo-
The girls grouped around Holly and giggled expectantly. “Well, come on, give it girl, how did you do?”
Looking slowly around her friends Holly drew a breath, looked at them excitedly, then said in disappointed tones admitted, “Honest guys I showed him my pussy…” there was a group intake of breath, “well, pretty much, anyhow, then, I bared my tits and offered him to touch them.” She paused for effect, which she received in the excitement on her friend’s faces. “Oh guys, his finger were this close… when he dissed me, he said in other words, ‘get your ass back to the party’. Hell, I had even got myself horny!”
Holly pouted her full red lips and sighed, and had to be comforted by her friends.
Belle sighed, “Damn, what’s wrong with my husband, he is so horny in the bedroom and I’ve seen him as have each of you, looking down your dresses at your tits, staring at your thighs when you tease him, undressing each of you with his eyes, even fooling around to see up your skirt from under a table after dropping a knife or on whatever pretence.
“Belle,” chipped in Julie, “with your permission we are going to have to ramp this up a notch, we don’t seem to be getting anywhere.
“The guys are getting impatient too, they won’t be pleased if we fail,” Added Emma.
In the conversation that followed each of the girls was tasked with finding an opportunity to get Randy alone and to “work him over” as belle put it.
-oOo-
Emma laughed breathlessly, “Hell Nancy, I’ve got to beat this guy, please, I swear I’ll lock up and bring you the key… huh, please?” She and Randy were again on the rowers.
“You two,” laughed the fitness club owner, “don’t you ever give up with the competitions? Uh huh, be sure to see the showers are shut down and the lights are off… and don’t get up to no good in the ladies shower Randy, okay?”
“Five minutes Emma, the furthest in five minutes, I have to get home,” puffed Randy.
Their race over the pair ran down to the showers, “Yeah, ok, but I let you win as you're a dizzy blonde,” laughed Randy, “see you outside in ten more.”
It was no surprise when Emma’s naked body appeared in the guys’ shower area. The women were not going to give up on this honey trap. The only thing that bothered Randy was why, he was a good husband and as far as he was concerned there was no reason for Belle to want to trap him.
“You mind Randy? It’s kind of spooky all on my own in the female showers.”
Randy shook his head, after all he felt as he could show open lust by staring at the naked Emma, why not draw all the benefit while still doing nothing that would trap him.
Emma squeezed the shower gel container as suggestively as she could; innocently placing it at her pussy mound as if it was a vibrator and she was masturbating. Then with the gel turning to suds she massaged her tits, and far more than necessary. Her hands ran over her wet, naked body as those of her husband would when making love to her.
Glancing over to where Randy was showering Emma saw with satisfaction that his cock had thickened from its initial flaccid form.
Soapy hands glided between her thighs and pushed her legs apart to concentrate on her pussy. Thank god she thought that females don’t suffer from the so obvious erections of men. Her own actions, her own lewd thoughts had raised her libido, two minutes more of this, she thought and I am going to have to give pussy the relief she deserves.
Another glance at Randy had Emma almost fainting, he was washing his cock and not bothering that she was there, he was stroking an almost fully developed erection with his soapy hand. Emma’s pussy spasmed involuntarily, causing her to lean against the wall for support.
Instantly Randy was at her side. “Hey, you okay babe, what happened?”
Here was Emma’s chance; she reached out for that soapy, thick, cock protruding from the man’s groin, now she would succeed.
“Ouch, hey, what was that for,” Emma’s hand had been slapped away from the prize she thought she had won.
“Time to get this place secured and get on home,” stated Randy, curtly.
-oOo-
“Have you any idea what it does to a red-blooded girl to dash her expectations, when she has a guy’s dick ready and able and her pussy begging?” Emma was being consoled by the rest of the group of girls after her embarrassing rejection.
It was futile of them to say what they would have done, what she could have done. It just didn’t work, Randy wasn’t playing ball.
Belle was so embarrassed by her husband’s refusal to fall into their plan; she refused to have any more to do with the whole thing.
The group had to have a more purposeful approach to this, what at first had seemed an easy task. The girls had pooh-poohed the idea that Randy wouldn’t fall victim to the first girl to tempt him.
But now they had it planned, success was but a day or two away.
-oOo-
“It is so good of you Randy, Belle is right you are an amazing guy. When my car broke down and I couldn’t find a quick replacement I just knew that you would be the one to help me.” As the car sped down the road towards the distant town Julie softly squeezed his thigh. “Of course we will recompense all your expenses, including the hotel room. I couldn’t get your room to be near mine, not even on the same floor but you will be comfortable, I promise.”
Randy smiled and nodded. He could imagine just how comfortable he would be. It was intriguing to try to work out just how this attempt at a honey trap had been planned.
At the hotel Julie was at the desk booking in, Randy had carried their bags to the elevator. From the desk came sounds of a commotion; it was Julie remonstrating that it was disgraceful that one room had be mysteriously cancelled, leaving only a double room for the two newly arrived guests.
Randy had to turn his face away from the view of the desk as he guffawed at the so predictable turn of events. He was able, with a great struggle, to keep a straight face as Julie explained that unfortunately the two would have to share a double room.
Even when Julie made a great play of telephoning Belle, Randy’s wife to plead with her to forgive her and to swear that Randy had nothing to do with the foul-up. She promised that she would not give Randy any opportunity to behave in any way other than in accordance with his wedding vows. Quite what Julie said to Belle during the moments that she whispered some confidences Randy could, again, only guess with a wry smile. Julie’s giggles at the end of the call seemed significant.
“Randy, its only one night after all, what on earth could possibly happen? Belle is being wonderful about it all saying that she trusts you without question, isn't that so sweet?”
The two managed to shower without even seeing the other naked or even half naked. This made Randy a little nervous; when would Julie strike; when would she play the trump hand.
At dinner Julie looked absolutely stunning, she was using all her ammunition. The dress she wore was one Randy hadn’t seen before, a slim, tight number of an oriental design. It accentuated her firm, beautifully shaped tits perfectly. Her ass was accentuated by the dress as it was fitted tight around her thighs, so much so that she had to walk almost like a Japanese geisha, with short steps, there was no sign of a panties line. High heels helped her slim calves to flow from foot to knee. Sleeveless, it showed off her beautiful slim arms that, like the rest of the flesh on view was lightly tanned. A keyhole shape in the front of the dress gave an exciting view of her cleavage and seemed to indicate a built-in bra or none at all. Sat at the table a slight, almost indiscernible movement of air wafted just the merest hint of a sensuous perfume.
Randy almost made up his mind there and then to accede to the honey trap as long as it meant fucking this gorgeous woman.
-oOo-
“Oh wow Randy, I have overdosed on that delicious wine, I am going to put myself under the shower… cold shower!”
Randy, who usually slept naked, had naturally brought no night attire so decided to get into bed first, partially wrap himself in the bedding and hope Janice was too intoxicated to notice.
“Shit”, a scream form the bathroom had Randy out of bed and trailing the bedding behind him in an attempt to cover his nakedness.
“Oh my god Randy it’s huge… the spider… its over there somewhere, get it, please!”
Predictably now, Julie was of course naked, standing in the bathroom not even attempting to cover her modesty. Without the dress her body was without flaw, beautifully tanned all over, the only superfluous hair, a blonde strip traversing her very pronounced mount of venus. The cleft of her vulva beautifully curved and enclosing all within the outer labia. No obvious panties line on the peach smooth skin of her ass; no bra lines on her tits or back. A true, fuckable beauty.
Randy dropped the bedding and made great play of chasing a spider, his rapidly erecting cock beating back and forth against his upper thighs. Finally he signalled success to the far from frightened Julie.
Staring at the not unsubstantial length of penis that Randy now sported Julie ran towards him and arms outstretched she threw herself at his nakedness. Her arms wrapped around his hard body and pulled the two firmly together. One hand dropped to his cock, pushed it down and manipulated between her thighs until it pressed hard at her vulva. Her mouth sought his and locked on, wriggling her wet tongue between his lips and into his mouth.
Randy allowed the woman to try to fuck his cock as she sucked at his tongue. One day, one day he was going to fuck her but not now, he needed to know the why and wherefore of this honey trap.
In bed, Julie pressed a naked butt hard into Randy’s equally naked crotch but each time he warded her off by turning over. In that position she clung to his firm body, trying to convince him she was asleep, and her hand would wander until it managed to grasp his cock. A few times Randy allowed her to stroke him, wondering if she was asleep he could allow her to jack him off completely but that would have marked success for her so he reluctantly had to stop her.
-oOo-
All the girls sat pouting in various chairs in the room. Their husbands stood looking less than pleased.
“Randy pal, it’s time we were up front and honest with you. Obviously it hasn’t escaped your notice that these silly girls have been… how shall we say… trying to trap you,“ Emma’s husband spoke out, the other men nodded. The girl smiled weakly.
“It’s simple; we are a group who enjoy the company of close friends. We have formed a very close-knit group who enjoy the sexual charms of others in the group. In other words bud, we share in, and as a group, do you get me... we swing.”
Randy got it, and wanted in, who wouldn’t? Now he could fuck all those females that had teased him so, and Belle was happy with it as he was happy to share his gorgeous wife.
Julie’s husband turned to the girls, “did you not consider that Randy might think that your actions might be a…
Honey Trap.