A New Dimension - for DarelHute

"Who did you say that was again? ... friend of yours ... ?"

He smiled, kissing her shoulder silently.

" ... well ... if you need to go speak to him, I'll wait here, or ... if not ... "

She teased him with her lip catching his and then releasing it playfully, making him vibrate.

" ... there's much more to see here ... "

She said, pointint to the images which hung on the wall around them. He noticed that she ignored the fact that her dress strap had fallen off her right shoulder, threatening to uncover her breast. The only reason it did not fall lower was because she had her back pinned against his, and that's what held the fabric in place. Had she moved even an inch away from him, her breast would become bare.

"Yes, he is a friend of mine... and I know for a fact he really likes you..." he said softly as he kissed her neck again, and rose closer to her ear.

He turned her face towards him and kissed her deeply once more, making Roger shift in his seat, the bulge in his pants making it difficult to sit still.

It was as if by magic, but the other couples seem to have gone one by one, and the three of them now were the only ones in the room. The music was a bit louder from the main gallery, signalling that the party was picking up.

He held his lips on hers, looking for her tongue as his hand gently moved the strap from her other side off her shoulder, threatening to leave her topless. His hand moved higher and gently cupped the underside of her breast, squeezing upwardly gently.
 
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She stood her body still pressed against his, all too aware of his close proximity and the way his hands held her so possessively.

"Yes, he is a friend of mine... and I know for a fact he really likes you..."

She nodded as if it was news to her, both of them back in 'the game' once more. She tipped her head aside as his mouth pressed to her neck once more, inhaling sharply as he came so near her sensitive ear. And then, just when she least expected it, she found Jack turning her so that she faced him, his lips finding hers once more for a deep kiss, which instantly jolted her pulses and took her entire attention so that she totally forgot that they were being watched and rendered her unaware of the fact that the other couples had left the room leaving the three of them alone in the secluded gallery.

With only the slightest pause, Julia found his tongue seeking out hers. Even as her head tipped back allowing him to push deeper, the sensual searching within her mouth too distracting to make her fully aware of the true precariousness of her dress as the second shoulder strap was eased down. Only when his hand made contact with her breast did her body jolt in reaction, her moan almost entirely muted by his hot embrace as their bodies pressed hotly together until she finally tore her mouth away and drew a ragged breath...
 
As she broke the kiss, she could not see Roger sitting on the futon, looking at them with a sly smile.

Her shoulders were now bare, her dress hanging on to dear life, held up by her perky breasts pressing against Jack's chest. He looked in her eyes, listening to her breathing, his eyes slowly moving lower to her breasts as he slowly moved away from their embrace.

"I want to see what you are hiding here!" he purred and gently pulled the dress lower very slowly, watching with intense attention as the edge of the dress crossed over her nipples, slowly uncovering the curves of her breasts.

"You are more beautiful than any of these photographs!" Jack said softly as he admired her breasts, moving slightly to one side to give Roger a good look as well.
 
For long moments they stood in silence, bodies pressed together, the only audible sound her ragged breaths as her eyes held Jack's, their surroundings having melted away to insignificance.

"I want to see what you are hiding here!"

His sexy voice told her as he stepped away, her own eyes lowering to realise for the first time that her dress was indeed hanging by a thread. Her eyes widened at the idea of being exposed in what was after all a public place, but she did not object as his hands moved to her dress easing it oh so slowly downwards.

"Jack..."

She murmured his name in weak protest, though even to her ears it sounded as breathless encouragement. And then the fabric hovered for the final second until her nipples popped over the curtain of red, the full globes of flesh bouncing into view.

"You are more beautiful than any of these photographs!"

Jack told her, his voice and his gaze, now focused at her cleavage holding her mesmerised as close fitting style of the dress and the zip held the fabric in place beneath her breasts.

"... but I'm not supposed to be 'on exhibition', "

She countered softly knowing that they could be discovered any minute ...
 
"... but I'm not supposed to be 'on exhibition', " they heard her say, her voice a turn on in itself.

Jack smiled at her words, looking into her eyes, and then lowering his gaze on her full breasts, watching closely as they moved slowly with her breathing.

"The exhibition is about beauty, and you're the most beautiful image in here!" he said and he gently extended one hand, running his fingers over the soft skin of her left breast, from the top, avoiding her nipple, tracing the shape of her breast underneath. He took his time, barely touching her skin.

"Besides, they're all busy with the party now!" he added, raising his other hand and trailing his fingers in the same manner.

Roger stood in silence and walked towards the door to the small gallery. He closed the two doors and locked them from the inside. He then turned and got back to his seat, without saying anything, and kept on looking at them.
 
Jack's eyes lifted to hers once more and he gave her that sexy smile before his attention went back down to her breasts which seemed to rise and fall more rapidly beneath his attentive gaze.

"The exhibition is about beauty, and you're the most beautiful image in here!"

His words making her flush and then gasp as his hand touched her so lightly, his fingers drawing a light trail over and around her supple flesh.

"Besides, they're all busy with the party now!"

He reassured her as he repeated the action on the opposite side prompting her to groan softly, her head tipping back slightly at that teasing touch.

" ... and what are we busy doing...?"

She asked him, her voice the softest purr as her exposed breasts seemed to heave before him in anticipation...
 
" ... and what are we busy doing...?" she asked, her voice sending electrical signals down Jack's spine.

Instead of answering he kissed her lips, and then he walked around her, holding her steady. He stopped behind her as she was now facing Roger sitting on the futon, looking at her smiling. Jack unzipped her dress slowly, and then pulled it down off her thighs, until it fell on the ground.

"We are busy admiring..." he said, and then took a few steps back, and began to walk around her, looking at the vision in garter belt and stalkings, panties and high heels before them.

"If there was ever a live work of art that was just perfect... we are looking at it!" he said as he paced around her, like a purring lion sizing her his precious prey. "Wouldn't you say so?" he suddenly turned to Roger.

Roger was startled by the sudden introduction in the game, as his eyes had been glued on her semi-naked body on display. He woke up as from a trance.

"A perfection that begs to be touched!" Roger said with a smile.

"Indeed!" Jack said as he approached her from her side, raising one hand over her tummy and slowly raising it until his fingers climbed over the curve of her breast, and spread to cover as much as he could, while still avoiding her nipple.
 
He didn't answer her immediately, instead he kissed her then eased away just far enough to begin to walk around her, his hand still securing her so that she could do nothing but allow him to move behind her. She turned her head as she felt his fingers move to her zip, a momentary panic filling her as he slowly eased it downwards, his hands moving deftly to ease clinging fabric free of her body, making sure it skirted her hips and fell to pool on the floor.

"We are busy admiring..."

He told her stepping further away from her this time as he began to move slowly around her as if indeed she was an exhibit. His inspection made her shiver visibly in arousal, but she did throw a nervous glance towards the entrance to the small gallery which she realised was now closed and so afforded them fractionally more privacy.

"If there was ever a live work of art that was just perfect... we are looking at it!"

He told her, his tone predatory as he continued to answer her question.

"Wouldn't you say so?"

The question was directed across the room. Shocked Julia turned to find her husband sat and watching them, his eyes locked onto her body as much as Jack's had been..

"A perfection that begs to be touched!"

Roger's response sent a flame of heat through her.

"Indeed!"

Jack agreed with him, the two joining forces to explore their 'personal exhibit'.
Yet it was not Roger who made a move towards her. With effort Julia recalled that Roger was supposed to be a stranger and Jack her date. Accordingly it was Jack who reached out and ran a hand over her skin and again moved up to her breast, his hands big enough to cup and contain most of her voluptuous swell, yet even so, as before his touch evaded her nipple drawing a whimper of need from her, despite the 'public' setting.
 
Jack could clearly sense the effect his touch was having on Julia. He heard her whimpering and squeezed her breast a little more before moving to the other one, wrapping his fingers around the sensual flesh, squeezing gently.

Roger watched on, licking his lips, almost on the edge of his seat. He loved watching this man touching his sexy wife like that.

"Magnificent!" Roger said as Jack squeezed her breast, his fingers moving dangerously close to her nipple.

"They are!" Jack agreed and captured her nipple between his index finger and thumb, and squeezed playfully, feeling its delightful texture.

"This particular work of art loves to be admired and touched!" Jack added. "I wonder what else she likes..."
 
The pressure on her breasts was increasing; Julia could not hold back her soft whimpers as Jack's strong hands moved so skilfully to stimulate her already aching flesh.

"Magnificent!"

Roger's voice reminded her that he was watching them both, watching another man play with her, watching her quiver and ache for Jack's touch.

"They are!"

She had not thought that he would reward her so quickly. She moaned audibly as his fingers closed upon her nipple and squeezed, the response electric and making her catch her breath.

"This particular work of art loves to be admired and touched!"

Jack observed prompting her to blush as she knew that she could not hide her reactions to him.

"I wonder what else she likes..."

He seemed to muse, or perhaps to ask Roger for his ideas. Whatever the interpretation it was clear that the question did not seem to be directed at her.
 
Roger looked as her nipple was caught between Jack's fingers, a smile of satisfaction written all over his face.

"It is clear she is enjoying having her beautiful nipples tortured like that!" Roger mused.

"Yes, this is clear to me!" Jack agreed, moving to her other nipple, rolling it slowly and gently between his finger and thumb.

"I think it makes her feel very sexy and naughty!" Roger added.

"Naughty, you say? Hm..." Jack asked and looked at her ass as he continued to gently torture her nipple. "What shall we do with this naughty woman?"

"There is only one thing to do! She needs to be spanked!" Roger said with a lower voice, a smile appearing in the corner of his mouth.

"Did you hear that, naughty Julia? Do you think you deserve to be spanked?" he asked her as he pinched her nipples one by one.
 
"It is clear she is enjoying having her beautiful nipples tortured like that!"

The observation came from the futon.

"Yes, this is clear to me!"

Being discussed by the two was a turn on, she found, but so much so as Jack increased that torturous stimulation of her nipples prompting another moan to escape, more loudly this time.

"I think it makes her feel very sexy and naughty!"

Her husband commented.

"Naughty, you say? Hm...What shall we do with this naughty woman?"

She saw his gaze take in her curves and the flare of her hips, but could not guess what he might suggest.

"There is only one thing to do! She needs to be spanked!"

Julia's head snapped around seeking out her husband's. He was obviously enjoying this and obviously meant every word he said.

"Did you hear that, naughty Julia? "

Jack asked her conversationally.

"Do you think you deserve to be spanked?"

Part of her wanted to say no, to say that this game would be safer played at home, but in truth she had delayed the inevitable for long enough, only at the moment it seemed as if Jack were making all the running whilst Roger merely watched. And yet as he pinched her nipples, that sensation of pleasure and an edge of pain, she cried out and knew that there was only one answer she could give.

" ... yes... I think I can be naughty enough to be spanked... "

She told him feeling so hot as she spoke to both men who seem to be taking this experience to an entirely other level ...
 
" ... yes... I think I can be naughty enough to be spanked... " came her answer, making both men gasp.

"Did you hear that?" Jack asked Roger with a grin. "She wants to be spanked!"

"Of course she does. She is naughty! She fully deserves it!" Roger agreed and for the first time got up from the futon and came towards her, with slow steps, taking his time, walking on the other side of her.

Jack was on her right, one hand on her breast, rolling her nipple between his fingers, while Roger appeared on her left. He walked slightly behind her, looking at her ass.

"If you're going to spank her sexy ass, you may have to take those panties off!" Roger suggested, and raised one hand, reaching her left breast, cupping it gently and squeezing it.

"Good idea!" Jack agreed and moved behind her, gently grabbing the top of her panties and slowly easing them down over her thighs, down her legs, letting them drop to her feet.

The men then each took one of Julia's hands and walked her towards the futon.

"Now bend over and place your hands on the futon!" Roger instructed her. "When you are ready to be spanked, ask Jack to spank you! And ask nicely!" he added with a grin standing behind her.
 
She didn't know if they had expected her to deny it, but her reply seemed to shock both of them.

"Did you hear that? She wants to be spanked!"

It was perhaps Jack who was the most surprised at her response.

"Of course she does. She is naughty! She fully deserves it!"

Roger seemed to speak with authority as if he knew the extent of his wife's, or her naughtiness. She watched as Roger stood and walked unhurriedly towards her as her eyes locked with his.

Undeterred by his arrival, Jack continued to work at her breast, his fingers now working her nipple which was rock hard and hyper sensitive. Roger stepped behind her and seemed to be checking out her ass.

"If you're going to spank her sexy ass, you may have to take those panties off!"

His suggestion shocked her, yet he too moved to capture the free breast and weighed it gently in his hand before squeezing it.

"Good idea!"

Between them they seemed to be deciding how best to share her and of course to keep her stimulated so that she was too horny to object to any of their suggestions. And so it was Jack who actually moved his hands to her panties and drew the light fabric downwards over her thighs and lower to pool around her feet. She knew what she had to do; Julia stepped out of them and allowed the men, one on each side to guide her over to the futon where Roger had been sitting just a short while ago.

"Now bend over and place your hands on the futon!
When you are ready to be spanked, ask Jack to spank you! And ask nicely!"


Roger told her, surprising her by his instructions and that it was Jack who would in fact be spanking her, despite that having been a fantasy of her husband's. Julia hesitated but a few seconds, her gaze flicking from Roger to Jack before she leaned forwards, her hands gripping the back of the futon and then deciding that this provided too shallow an angle, she moved her hands down further to the plush seating and placed her hands upon the fabric, her legs parting slightly to balance as she positioned herself with her ass high.

She felt so exposed, so vulnerable with her body angled in that way, but so turned on by the whole scenario.

"Jack ... please Jack ... "

She began her soft plea.

".. spank my ass ... "

She asked simply, then attempting to encourage him further wriggled her hips slightly and entreated him,

" ... please babe, give my naughty ass the spanking it deserves ... "
 
"Jack ... please Jack .. spank my ass ... " she pleaded, making both men shake with arousal.

Her voice was clearly getting to them, and Roger already knew how sexy her voice sounded when she was turned on.

" ... please babe, give my naughty ass the spanking it deserves ... " she added, her sexy voice wreaking havoc in Jack's mind, sending maddening signals to his whole body.

"Very well, my beautiful and naughty Julia. You WILL be punished!" he said and raised his hand, landing a swift slap on her right ass cheek, barely leaving a sting as the sound reverberated around the room.

"Yes! Spank her sexy naughty ass!" Roger groaned.

Another blow came across her left cheek, the delicious sound making the room sing.

"What a lovely and delicious ass!" Jack said admiringly as he stood back, looking at it, the contours of her pussy visible in her position.

"Worthy of spanking!" Roger said, followed by another blow on her right cheek, a little harder.
 
"Very well, my beautiful and naughty Julia. You WILL be punished!"

Jack's words were all she could have wished for and she almost melted on the spot. But he was a man of action and with hardly any pause he brought a hand down on her ass making a satisfying slap as her firm buttocks bounced then flexed in response to the warmth he left there.

"Yes! Spank her sexy naughty ass!"

She could tell how turned on Roger was at watching Jack spank her like this, which in turn made her feel so much hotter. The second slap was at least as hard and directed to the opposite cheek. She gasped at the contact and wriggled once more feeling the warm glow spreading and a corresponding glow beginning in the depths of her sex.

"What a lovely and delicious ass!"

She knew both men were admiring her buttocks as Roger encouraged Jack further.

"Worthy of spanking!"

Accommodatingly Jack's hand landed on her ass once more, the contact harder this time, the sting hotter. She moaned audibly as it seemed her nerve endings came to life.

"Uhmmm... yes..."

She moaned.

" ... I can be so much naughtier than that... "

She challenged eager for the two of them to go on to torture and take her as they wished ...
 
" ... I can be so much naughtier than that... " she said with a voice that would have melted an iceberg in a matter of minutes.

"Is she asking for more?" Jack asked shaking his head.

He landed a fourth blow on her left cheek a little harder than the ones before, her body jerking forward deliciously.

"Clearly she is!" Roger said and moved to her side, taking her breast in his hand, squeezing it slowly.

"But I wonder why!..." Jack continued as he spanked her again.

"You mean besides the fact that this is turning her on, and making her wet?" Roger asked while tweaking her nipple.

"Yes, besides that. What does she mean that she can be much naughtier?" Jack asked and administered another blow across both ass cheeks.

"Only one way to find out! Perhaps she wants to demonstrate what she means!" Roger said and lifted her off the futon, straightening her up. He turned her face towards him and kissed her. "You want to show us what a naughty little slut you can be?"
 
"Is she asking for more?"

Jack was the first to react to her words. She gasped as his hand landed on her ass, her body jolting as he sting heated her skin and her centre.

"Clearly she is!"

Roger replied conversationally drawing a moan from her as his hand moved to squeeze he breast.

"But I wonder why!..."

She cried out softly as Jack spanked her once more, his hand firm as he struck her buttock, the sensation turning her on much more than she could ever have imagined, and all the time the two men continued to discuss her.

"You mean besides the fact that this is turning her on, and making her wet?"

Julia groaned at Roger's hot words and jolted as he teased her nipple. She was so hot and horny and craving the attention of the two men who seemed to be analysing her behaviour in an almost detached manner.

"Yes, besides that. What does she mean that she can be much naughtier?"

Again, Jack punctuated his question with the smack of his hand, this time across both of her ass cheeks drawing a soft cry from her as the effect seared straight to her pussy.

"Only one way to find out! Perhaps she wants to demonstrate what she means!"

It was Roger who now eased her out of position and helped her straighten up, her ass glowing deliciously as he kissed her for the first time that evening. And yet he embrace was all too brief.

"You want to show us what a naughty little slut you can be?"

She flushed hotly at his words, her gaze moving back to Jack's as if indeed she were his date and it was Roger who was the stranger.

"Do I, Jack?"

She asked him softly as if seeking his permission to continue and wondering what effect that would have on her husband who had after all wanted to play this out as their first meeting.

"Where did you want this ... demonstration...?"

She asked the two, not aware that the doors were in fact locked and really wanting to find somewhere 'safe' where she could really 'let go' and push the boundaries of this fantasy that seemed set to exceed any imaginings the three had held before that evening ...
 
"Do I, Jack?" she asked him softly as if seeking his permission, making Roger raise his eyebrow in sweet surprise. He was loving the game.

"Where did you want this ... demonstration...?" she asked, obviously concerned about the privacy issue.

The gallery may have been a great place to start the game, but the practicalities would get in the way as things intensified.

"I think we're done with this party! Let's go to my place!" Jack said, aware of her privacy concerns.

"Good idea!" Roger said and walked to her dress, picking it up off the floor, leaving the panties behind. He returned and handed her the dress.

"Put that on and let's get out of here!" Jack told her. "But the panties you leave behind!" he said and walked to them, picking them up. He felt the fabric in his hands and came back, laying them visibly on the white leather futon, the contrast sending shivers through his body.

Roger did not wait for Julia to get dressed before he walked towards the doors and unlocked them, opening the doors wide.
 
"I think we're done with this party! Let's go to my place!"

Jack surprised her by saying. It was ironic that they were playing that this was their first date and in fact she could not remember ever having been in Jack's apartment.

"Good idea!"

Roger seemed more than eager to adapt his original fantasy now that Jack was involved and walked eagerly to pick up her dress, returning it to her and giving an opportunity for their eyes to lock momentarily as she checked that this was in fact going in a direction Roger was happy with. Reassured, she exchanged a warm smile of understanding with her husband allowing him to draw back and look to Jack once more as he instructed her to get dressed.

"But the panties you leave behind!"

He told her as they both watched him pick them up and carry them to place upon the white futon, the contrast of red on white striking and unmissable! She stood mesmerised at the sight of her underwear displayed so publicly as if it too were on exhibition that the dress was only covering the bottom part of her body when she realised that Roger had opened the doors to the gallery wide.

Hastily she pulled the fabric over her breasts, their dimensions feeling fuller than before and her rock hard nipples clearly visible through the clinging fabric. Reaching behind to draw up the zip, she ensured that the straps were securely over her shoulders and took a steadying breath. Her ass glowed, her sex ached and it felt as if her nipples were standing to attention for all to see. Surely they would leave via a secluded side entrance, for if the two intended to walk back through the party, making small talk and saying goodbye to their host, Julia wasn't sure how she could cope with her body on edge as it was ...
 
Roger turned to see Julia dressed. He smiled at them and called to them.

"Let's go then! I'm sure poor Julia can't wait too much longer!" he grinned as Jack took her by the hand and walked past Roger, just as another couple entered the small gallery.

The couple could clearly see Julia's erect nipples through her dress, and they both smiled at Jack and Julia as they passed them in the small corridor leading to the main gallery. Roger waited for the couple to walk in, lingering in the doorway until the couple discovered Julia's panties on the futon. They both stopped and looked at Roger, as if asking if he had been involved in whatever had taken place in that room.

"Yes, she was magnificent!" Roger said to them with a smile, and then turned to follow Jack and Julia.

Jack grinned as he realised that the only way out of the part was through the thick crowd. The music was loud and people were mingling, dancing and talking loudly. Jack held on to Julia's hand and lead her through the crowd, with Roger falling in closely behind. Luckily they didn't run into anyone they knew and headed for the door.

They stepped outside in the cool air and Jack pulled out his phone to call his driver. Roger came out and stood next to Julia as they waited.

"Jack, Jack, you're leaving so soon?" they heard Jordan's voice from behind.

They turned to face Jordan, and it was all to clear that he noticed Julia's aroused demeanor and appearance.

"Yes, I'm afraid we have to go, Jordan, but we really enjoyed your gallery. Especially the erotic photography one!" he smiled.

"Awww... too bad... I was hoping I'd get the chance to photograph this lovely lady!" Jordan smiled.

"I'm sure we can arrange something!" Jack said smiling just as the car pulled up. "Isn't that right, Julia?"
 
"Let's go then! I'm sure poor Julia can't wait too much longer!"

Roger was obviously enjoying himself, as was Jack. The two seemed to share so much and now they were set to share her. And again it was Jack who as her date took her hand and drew her along with him, heading out past Roger into the corridor beyond. Julia flushed as a couple passed by heading towards the gallery doors. She could feel them looking at her, as she averted her eyes with a hot blush, but knew that beside her Jack was loving their attention. She raised her eyes to Jack's as the two passed into the gallery and shook her head wordlessly.

"You two are gonna drive me crazy ... "

She whispered breathlessly, the smile she shared with Jack turning to one of shock as she heard Roger's voice ring out from behind them.

"Yes, she was magnificent!"

The thought of the couple discovering the panties, obviously realising that she as the owner and then drawing their own conclusions from Roger's comment shocked and yet impossibly drove her body to an even higher state of arousal.
Roger had joined them now as they retraced their steps, the need to make their way through the party to the exit now obvious Julia groaned at the prospect and as if sensing her struggle, Jack forged a path before her allowing her to follow in his wake as she held tightly to his hand whilst Roger walked protectively behind. The feeling of being cocooned by the two though erotic, made Julia feel safe and secure as finally they spilled out onto the pavement outside.

Julia took a ragged breath and tried to still her racing pulses, standing close to Roger for support as Jack stepped away to call his driver. The whole game had been so dangerously erotic, yet she knew they would take care of her.

"Jack, Jack, you're leaving so soon?"

She managed not to groan as she heard that familiar voice and attempted to regain her composure as Jack moved in close to her again and they turned to face their host.

"Yes, I'm afraid we have to go, Jordan, but we really enjoyed your gallery. Especially the erotic photography one!"

Julia saw Jordan's eyes rake over her and noted the curve of his smile when Jack commented on the erotic photography which prompted her cheeks to a rosier hue if that were even possible!

"Awww... too bad... I was hoping I'd get the chance to photograph this lovely lady!"

Now that she had seen some of his work, Julia wondered just what sort of photography Jordan had in mind.

"I'm sure we can arrange something! Isn't that right, Julia?"

Jack replied for her and prompted her to confirm her interest.

"I didn't realise your photography was so ... versatile Jordan ... "

She managed to respond breathlessly.

" ... like any other girl, I'd love to be photographed by such a master ... "

She held the photographer's gaze, wondering what it might be like to have photographs of herself taken and even exhibited....

"Jack has my number..."

She told him as she turned to get in the car which had pulled up for them.
 
Julia was once more seated between Jack and Roger as the limousine left the gallery. There was no separator between the backseat and the front seat, so theoretically the driver could have seen what was going on in the back seat, should he want to. He was very discreet however, and only from time to time looked in the rear view mirror.

"That was a good prelude, was it not?" Jack asked as he turned towards Julia, and slipped his hand between her legs, gently pulling her right leg towards him, and over his knee.

"I think Julia enjoyed that a lot!" Roger said, imitating Jack's move and pulling on her left leg, lifting it over his knee.

"Don't you think we should find out, Roger?" Jack asked, winking at Roger, as his hand caressed her leg above her knee, moving dangerously closer to her inner thigh.

"Yes, I think we should!" Roger answered with a grin and moved his hand on the inside of her leg, pulling the hem of the dress upwards, until both their hands were only inches away from her pussy.
 
Julia gave a long sigh of relief as she slid into the relative privacy of the limousine. The two men beside her were obviously pleased with themselves and pleased at the state that they had gotten her into.

"That was a good prelude, was it not?"

Jack spoke to Roger across her once more then turned his attention to her and eased her leg wider hooking it over her own leg.

"I think Julia enjoyed that a lot!"

Roger agreed doing the same to her other leg so that she sat with her legs parted.

"Don't you think we should find out, Roger?"

Julia's eyes darted to the driver at the front, noting that his gaze was fixed upon the road ahead, yet sure that he could see their activities should he wish to. Jack's hand had moved to stroke her leg moving higher above the knee and easing inwards. Roger agreeing with his partner in crime moved directly to the sensitive flesh of her inner leg and pulled her dress hem higher.

"Uhhhmmm... "

Julia gave a moan, her head tipping back to cushion upon the plush upholstery as their hands moved tantalizingly close to her heated core. The sound drew the eyes of the driver, Julia just catching the flicker of a gaze as he caught her eye and then looked ahead once more.
 
Roger turned fully towards her, and raised the dress to her waist, uncovering her pussy.

"Let's see how wet she is!" Roger said as he looked at Jack and nodded.

Jack smiled back and turned to Julia. He turned her head towards him and kissed her deeply. Holding her kiss, his hand resumed its position between her legs, brushing his fingers over her pussy lips, caressing them gently.

Roger held on to the edge of her dress, transferring it to his right hand, and then, very slowly, with his right hand pushed the strap of her dress off her shoulder and pulled it down, uncovering her left breast. As Jack kissed her and gently caressed her pussy lips, he cupped her breast and squeezed playfully. The driver peeked and instantly slowed the car down, as he did not want to cut the show short.

"Well, how wet is she?" Roger asked.

"I think I'll let her tell you that!" Jack said as he broke the kiss and looked straight into her eyes as his finger found her clit.

"So? Julia, are you horny and wet?" Roger asked her, as his fingers rolled her nipple.
 
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