Samantha carried a stool over. I unzipped my jeans and pushed them down my legs. I tried not to look at either of them. I was trembling, nervous was a...n understatement. I only had my undies left."Stand up and turn around. Your back to us. Yeah great. Now slowly pull them down." I could hear the camera shutter clicking away quickly. My dick was rock hard and pointed up."Now turn around. Slowly . Yeah slower. Nice. "My erection slowly came in to view to the to women. I heard a collective in take. The fat-cats dressed and resumed their places around the oval table. No-one looked at her. She smiled, unperturbed. She understood. Her 'bonus' would be added to her pay cheque and she'd receive a text when she was next 'required'. They'd fuck her again. All of them... Okay, so she's happy. She's fulfilled her fantasies but her story's no fairy tale. I don't want to be the redhead anymore. Or the blonde with the enormous breasts. I prefer my story, my ending. I close my eyes relishing the heat. When She Arrived Home, Bill Had Just Gotten Home a Head Of Her, He Took one Look at His wife as She walked Though The door, His Mouth Just Dropped Open, With Concern On Her Face She Looked At Bill And said what Is Wrong, He Replied You Are So Beautiful, It Was After That That Kelly Noticed The Tent In His Pants, She Showed Him the New Clothes She Had Purchased, Ask Him What He Thought Of Them, His Only Reply Was Yes, She Told Him About Her day At The Spa, The Mall And How Mary Had Throwed Her. Her bludging breasts, long slender legs, glistening hair...He continued on into town..stopping only when he got to "The Pelican Post". The "Post" as all of the locals called it was more than just a grocery store...it also doubled as the post office, hardware store and clothing store. It was one of those little places that seemed to have everything and yet had nothing. Alex and Shelly had owned and operate the old place for decades. Michael went in and as usual picked up some groceries,.