Juliet Entertains Five Men

Burt told a story of an exhibitionist moment when he was on holiday with his girlfriend. Burt would neither confirm nor deny whether this girlfriend was Juliet. When he told the story, however, he referred to his girlfriend as Julie.

**

Burt and Julie had been out wine tasting and were a little tipsy by the time they got back to their hotel. It wasn't particularly late, but it was dark and pretty quiet around the hotel grounds. As they passed by the outdoor jacuzzi they decided to go for a dip. Julie didn't want to go back to the room to change, so she suggested they strip to their underwear and go in like that. There was no one around, plus Julie made the point that even if anyone came along, the bubbles in the jacuzzi could hide what they were wearing. This was more convincing than Burt actually needed, and so they quickly stripped down and got in the jacuzzi.

With the bubbles gently caressing their bodies and the alcohol running through their veins, Burt and Julie inevitably ended up fooling around. Light kissing and touching soon quickly escalated to a heavy make out session and mutual masturbation under the water.

After a few minutes of play, Julie had an explosive orgasm that caused her to squeeze Burt's cock a little too hard, which, in turn, caused him to flinch and pull her strapless bra down, almost to her stomach. As Julie was sitting on Burt's lap, the water was only covering to her waist, so her boobs were out in the open. They looked around to see if anybody was about, and it was then that they noticed they did in fact have an audience. A little way off, stood two old men and an old woman, all in their eighties. Julie noticed them first, as they were, in fact, practically in her line of sight. Burt had no idea how long they had stood there watching their live sex show, but knew they were getting a good look at Julie's boobs.

(Burt told the guys that the look of pure bliss on the old men's faces as they stared at his young girlfriend's tits was unforgettable. He later imagined himself at eighty and hoped he would get to see something similar.)

Whether it was due to the shock or the alcohol, Julie just sat and made no attempt to pull her bra back up. Burt said to her that he was sorry, and motioned towards her breasts. As if only now realising her exposure, Julie pulled her bra up and, rather slowly, adjusted it to cover her boobs.

Burt and Julie stayed motionless in the jacuzzi, as it was at that point that they both, seemingly simultaneously, realised they never had any towels. It took about a minute before the old people finally moved away. Once there was no one in sight, they quickly got out the jacuzzi, grabbed their clothes and headed back to their room.

The awkwardness hadn't ended for them yet, however, as in their rush to get back to their room, they had caught up with the old people at the lift. All three old people just stood there smiling at them. The old men were staring at Julie in her wet underwear; and the old woman was staring at Burt in his wet boxers.

As the lift doors opened and the old people turned to enter, Julie suddenly grabbed Burt's hand and dragged him to the disabled toilet, which was located next to the lift.

As soon Julie closed the toilet door, she turned to Burt, pulled down his boxers, pushed the crotch of her panties to the side, and they started fucking. They both came within less than a minute.

As they went to leave, Burt realised Julie hadn't even locked the toilet door.

**

The guys all loved Burt's story and no one felt the need to ask him whether it was true. They were curious what Juliet looked like though. Burt made a point of reminding the guys that the girl in the story was Julie, not Juliet. While they said they believed him, their tone made him believe they didn't. Regardless, they reminded Burt they hadn't seen Juliet yet, and were just curious. They asked if he had any photos of her.

"I don't actually have any photos of Juliet that I can show you," he said. "There was an incident a couple of weeks ago with the photos I had on my phone. I deleted them."

Shaun picked up on the terminology Burt had used, but no one else had. "Incident," he said to Burt. "So you didn't accidentally delete them... Something happened that made you delete them?"

The guys grew curious at Shaun's question to Burt. Burt hesitated in answering, but seen as how he had just told one story involving an awkward moment, he decided to give the details on this one.

"OK, I'll tell you," Burt said. "But it's embarrassing, so please don't repeat it to anyone."

Everyone agreed not to repeat Burt's story.

**

Burt recounted the incident to the guys. He explained that he and Juliet were at his parent's house. Juliet was in the kitchen talking with his mother, and he was in the living room with his dad, Bernie. They were talking about his and Juliet's recent holiday, and he was trying to explain what the hotel looked like. He then realised he could just show his dad. So he took out his phone and started showing him the holiday photos.

Juliet called Burt into the kitchen. So he left his dad with his phone, and told him to carry on looking through the photos. Burt knew his dad wasn't very good with technology, but guessed he could cope with swiping to move through the photos.

When Burt, Juliet and his mother returned to the living room, Bernie was no longer looking at the phone; but just sat, looking slightly flustered. He had recently had a mild heart attack, so immediately everyone worried. Bernie explained that he was fine, but wanted to go and lie down.

Shortly after that, Burt and Juliet left, so Bernie could rest.

Burt was driving them home when Juliet asked him what he though set off his dad. Burt said he wasn't sure; that he was just looking at their holiday photos.

After a few seconds of silence, Juliet suddenly demanded to see Burt's phone. She said she had remembered something from their holiday. It was their last night at the hotel. They had both drunk quite a lot that night, and so when Burt started taking photos of Juliet in her nightie, uncharacteristically, she didn't refuse. In fact, she even posed for several.

Upon unlocking the phone, Juliet confirmed her suspicions; and the answer to Bernie's flustered state was staring her straight in the face. On the phone's screen was a photo of Juliet in a sexy, and fairly revealing, babydoll nightie. She was sat on the bed, legs parted, licking her lips.

Juliet showed Burt the phone; and he immediately started apologising. He explained he hadn't looked through the photos since their holiday, and had forgotten he had taken those ones. Surprising him, Juliet quickly forgave him. She just told him to make sure it would never happen again. She also even joked that she was just relieved Bernie hadn't had a heart-attack whilst looking at a sexy photo of her.

**

The guys seemed to like Burt's second story. But Tim did have something to say about it.

"I can't believe you let her make you delete all the photos!" Tim said to Burt.

"It was just quicker than going through them all," Burt replied.

"But what about your holiday snaps?" Tim continued.

"Well, I did only delete them from my phone... I have a backup of all my photos on my computer."

At that point all the guys, except Henry, looked at the computer in the corner of the room. Burt could read their collective thought, and was quick to explain that he had no intention of loading up his computer.

Henry wasn't engaged in what was going on in the room as he was looking at his watch. He had in fact kept looking at it for quite some time. It was now ten-fifteen and there was no sign of the stripper. "Where is she?" Henry anxiously asked Tim.

"How should I know!" was Tim's reply to his brother. "She's likely just running a little late... She will probably be here soon."

At that point none of the guys were aware that the stripper would not be showing. It turned out that the stripper wasn't actually available for the booking after all - the agency had left Tim a message an hour previously, but on his work phone.

***

Back in the club, Frog Man had now perched next to Juliet at the bar, and had started to talk to her. It had been quite a benign conversation for a few minutes. Juliet had started anxious, when he first approached her, but was now actually getting bored. The conversation got weird all of a sudden, however, when he offered her two hundred pounds to come back to his place. She quickly an sternly refused.

Juliet remained at the bar, hoping Frog Man now got the idea that she wasn't for sale. But only a short while later he repeated his request, and this time also slid his hand up her inside leg. She quickly pushed his hand away and hurried off to the girls on the dance floor.

Juliet proceeded to tell Maggie and Rachael what had just happened with Frog Man, and that she now wanted to leave. They were having such a good time, however, and didn't want to go. So they tried convincing Juliet to stay. They told her just to stick by them so he wouldn't try anything again. Juliet reluctantly agreed, and started dancing close to Maggie and Rachael.

After a few minutes of nervous dancing - making sure Frog Man wasn't approaching her - Juliet started to relax again. It was only a short while later that, due to being caught up in dancing, she realised she had drifted away from Maggie and Rachael. While she was only about twenty feet away from them, on a packed dance floor it was a lot further than she would have liked. Maggie and Rachael were so engrossed with their guys that they also hadn't realised Juliet got so far away.

To make matters worse for Juliet, Frog Man had come over and was dancing next to her. She became nervous; and Frog Man sensed this. He started to apologise to her for what had just happened. He explained, that because he has a lot of money, he is used to getting what he wants. He babbled on for a good minute or so about his apparent power and wealth.

Juliet had started to let her guard down around Frog Man. But it wasn't before she had been so disoriented by this man that she had backed right up to the wall, on the edge of the stage, and not realised it. She felt a bit silly then, and as he apologised again, she gave him a little smile, in acceptance of his apology.

Frog Man mumbled something incoherent to Juliet. "Sorry, I can't hear you," she said loudly to him.

Frog Man leaned in towards Juliet. She assumed he was going to talk into her ear, but he kissed her neck, and his hand went up her dress and onto her crotch. In little time he was licking her neck and aggressively playing with her clit through her panties.

Juliet was both completely shocked and very angry at this sudden attack. She tried to push him away, but his weight was fully on her and she couldn't budge him. His attack continued for several seconds before he said into her ear, "three hundred then. Easy money, and you will orgasm multiple times. I guarantee it."

Juliet still couldn't believe what was happening. She was becoming more angry than she was shocked or scared. "A typical man, thinking he can buy his way into any woman's knickers," she thought to herself. "Oh, and thinking he's great in bed too!"

It was a few seconds before Juliet snapped back to reality and realised Frog Man's assault was still ongoing. He was no longer licking her neck but his assault on her clit was relentless. "Look! I'm not interested!" Juliet shouted into his ear. "Now get your fucking hands off me before I have you arrested!"

Frog Man finally backed away from Juliet. "Hey, your loss," he casually said to her. He then pulled a twenty pound note out of his pocket and stuffed it deep down the top of her dress, groping her left boob as he withdrew his hand.

Juliet slapped his face, hard. "You're a fucking pig!" she shouted.

Frog Man just smirked and said, "I love a woman with spunk". He started rubbing his face softly, and continued baiting Juliet, "and the rough stuff gets me hard". When he spoke those words his hand moved down to the bulge in his trousers. Juliet instinctively followed his hand down, and watched as he grabbed his groin and shook it several times. He then walked away.

Angry, and feeling dirty from the groping, Juliet just stood there. She could feel eyes on her. When she eventually looked around, she saw several people close by staring at her. They looked at her in disgust - like she had done something wrong.

Juliet headed back over to Maggie and Rachael and told them she needed to leave. They could see that she was clearly very upset, and asked her what was wrong. Juliet didn't explain what had happened. She just repeated that she needed to leave, but this time added that they could stay - she just wanted them to stay with her until she got in a taxi.

***

Juliet got home around eleven o'clock. She paid the taxi driver and walked up to her door. She didn't use her key as she didn't just want to barge in on Burt's party; especially as she hadn't met any of his guests yet - not even James, his best man. She really hoped Burt would be alone though, as she just wanted to relax in the comfort of her own home. She was also ashamed to admit that she was also quite horny. She was still angry with Frog Man for groping her, but between the alcohol, the young stud she danced with, and the fact that her body just naturally responded to her clit being rubbed, she was quite ready just to jump on Burt.

Inside the house, the guys were still chatting away, but were not as chirpy as earlier. Henry, however, had been quiet and had not engaged in conversation for a while, and was looking rather agitated. He was clearly disappointed that the stripper hadn't turned up. The others weren't as bothered, but would have liked to have seen a stripper; especially after all the sexually-themed stories that had been shared. Tim was more disappointed that his gift to Burt hadn't worked out.

The mood in the room suddenly shifted, however, as they heard the doorbell ring. The guys responded to the doorbell with cheers, as they assumed it must be the missing stripper.

In his excitement, Henry launched from the sofa and knocked over a table of drinks. He didn't even seem to notice, either. Burt quickly grabbed a bunch of napkins and started to clean up. Tim left the living room to answer the front door, and let in his gift to Burt.

As Tim stood in the corridor, looking at the front door, he realised he was actually a little nervous about letting in the stripper. He had now convinced himself that she was going to be a disappointment. After all, it was a last-minute decision to hire a stripper; and he just went with the first one that he found within his low budget.

When Tim finally opened the door, he certainly wasn't disappointed. Standing before him was an amazingly attractive woman. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of her.

Juliet was a little surprised that Burt hadn't opened the door. She didn't know this man who was standing in front of her. He certainly seemed pleased to see her though - very pleased in fact. In that moment, she wondered if Burt had been showing the guys photos of her, and had accidentally showed an inappropriate one, again!

Tim broke Juliet's train of thought when he invited her in and offered to take her coat. She smiled at him and nodded in agreement. This was the first time a man had offered to take her coat in a long time; and this was certainly the first time a stranger had offered in her own home.

Tim openly stared at Juliet, looking her from head to toe. Juliet was a little less obvious as she gave Tim a quick once-over. She surmised that he was probably in his mid-forties and, from the wedding ring she noticed when he reached out for her coat, obviously married. Juliet got an instant association for Tim - seeing him as a typical dad of one of her friends - generally harmless, but who would often 'accidentally' walk in on you changing, when you stayed over.

"Wow, you have to be the best looking stripper I've ever seen... I can't believe you're so cheap," Burt said to Juliet.

"What!" barked Juliet. She never actually heard a word Tim said after 'stripper'. She just couldn't believe Burt was having a stripper after she explicitly told him he couldn't.

"Sorry, I didn't mean you're cheap," Tim stammered. He thought he was about to get a slap around the face. "I just can't believe such a beautiful woman would strip for so little money. That's all."

Juliet stopped being mad at Burt as she tried to make sense of what Tim was saying. He was squirming a lot at this point. "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Sorry, sorry," Tim stammered again. "I just meant when I booked a stripper that was only going to cost fifty pound, I thought for sure she would be middle-aged and unattractive. When I saw you I couldn't believe my luck. Here's a woman of my dreams, I thought to myself, and she is going to strip for me... Er, for us, I mean."

Juliet couldn't get her thoughts straight. She was certainly mad at Burt, but she was also enjoying watching Tim squirm. She didn't mind the compliments either. The one thing was clear, however, was that Burt couldn't have shown the guys any photos of her - or else she wouldn't be standing there being confused for a stripper. A stripper that she actually wanted to know more details about.

"So who's paying? Who's the cheapskate?" she asked Tim.

"Me... well I paid that is. I'm not a cheapskate though!" replied Tim, trying to defend himself.

"You don't call only wanting to pay fifty pound for a stripper being cheap?" she retorted.

"Well, well," Tim stammered, trying to get out his reply, "you see..."

Juliet could tell Tim was getting flustered, but felt like teasing him some more. "What, so you just wanted a cheap thrill tonight? Is that it?"

"No. See you've got the wrong idea," Tim replied. Again he was trying to defend himself. He regained a little composure and then continued. "You... I mean, this night... it's for Burt. He's the groom. He didn't even want a stripper. I'm not even the best man."

Juliet cut in on Tim. "He didn't want stripper, so you, not his best man, decided to hire him one anyway - and a cheap one at that. Am I getting this right?"

"Wait, you're making me sound bad again!" Tim replied in his defence. "See, Burt doesn't have many friends. His best best man lives like three hundred miles away, hasn't been involved in much of the arrangements, and could only get here today at the last minute. Even though Burt said no stripper, I thought he wanted one really but was too shy to ask someone to arrange it for him. I also thought the party wouldn't be a stag party without a stripper... Because I was paying for it though, and I wasn't certain he would appreciate it, I didn't want to spend too much."

Juliet cut in again. "You're still coming off sounding cheap though," she said. By then her tone had changed back to normal - she was no longer berating Tim, just merely teasing further.

"OK I can see that. But you have to realise that I've only known Burt for a few weeks myself. We work together... He hasn't been with the firm long... So you see, I was just trying to be a nice guy."

Juliet stared at Tim. It was clear to him that she was evaluating him. After a few seconds she spoke "OK, I guess you're alright."

"Phew!" replied Tim, looking slightly relieved. Still in an unsure tone, he asked Juliet, "so can I introduce you to the guys?"

It was Juliet's turn to then look a little flustered - realising the weird situation ahead. Although she couldn't wait to see Burt, and have him squirm too; so she nodded her approval to Tim.

Relieved he hadn't upset this stunning stripper, Tim led the way into the living room. "Oh, I'm Tim by the way," he said, just before they walked into the living room.