Loosening Up Bk. 01 Ch. 01-10

The last shot turned out to be a video. It was taken in the hallway, probably from the door to the ladies room. There was no doubt what the couple was doing to each other. Occasionally, they'd turn just enough and the camera caught the cock being stroked by Alice's hand or the two fingers surging into her pussy.

Alice looked at Dori. "Do you think I should? What will Dave think?"

Dori laughed, "That you've been loosening up. Send it and see. I can almost guarantee he'll love it."

Alice sent the photo of her on the dance floor first with the caption, 'Loosening up.'She waited five minutes and then sent the video with the caption, 'Loose!' A minute later she got a reply, 'Oh, you bad girl. I can hardly wait to hear the story. Luv U. Dave.'

Shortly after that the girls finished their drinks, and left for home. It was a work night.

Wednesday at work, Alice cornered Dori. "Do you think I was too bad of a girl last night?"

"Good grief, no," Dori scolded. "You both had fun and made each other feel good. You didn't violate any vows or agreements with Dave, although you did tease him, but he expected as much. He knew you were going to be flashing, and he knew it'd turn you on. He's lucky you stopped where you did. I would have fucked your guy blind; he was cute."

Alice admitted, "I'm still feeling devilish. I have another night to do sinful things. Dave had to stay an extra night to work tomorrow."

"I have an idea," Dori said. "Let me work on a few details and then after work we'll see whether you're interested in it at all."

Alice spent the day full of curiosity about Dori's idea. She watched her closely; even seeing her make a few phone calls that she felt sure didn't have to do with work.

At five o'clock, Dori said, "Follow me. We're going to grab a quick dinner and then do something a little on the wild side for you. It'll be a surprise for Dave if you agree. Right now, we're going to TGIFridays for a quick dinner."

"What is it?" Alice asked, but Dori brushed off her question.

The pair dropped off Alice's car at her house, and then Dori drove to the local restaurant. The got served right away, both enjoying a glass of wine.

"Why won't you tell me what you're thinking or where you're taking me after this?" Alice pleaded with Dori.

"Because you'll chicken out, but if you're right there you may be apt to do what I'm thinking."

"Is it sexual? You aren't setting me up with some guy are you?"

"Not quite. There is a guy involved, but not as the end result, only as part of the process."

"Process? You are too secretive."

Dori laughed, "There's actually two guys involved, now that I think about it; one for you and one for me. We'll be very satisfied after the experience, too. You may even think of part of it as a recommitment to Dave."

"Now you have me totally baffled.

The pair left the restaurant and drove about a half mile.

Alice groaned when she saw the storefront they pulled up in front of:Greg's Tattoos. "Really! You think I should get a tattoo."

"Just come in and consider it. If you decide you don't want one, you can just watch me get inked."

"What are you doing?"

"A tramp stamp just above my butt. It's elaborate. I picked it last week and am getting inked tonight. Greg said it would take about ninety minutes or so."

"OK. Let me look and think about this."

Inside the store was a very clean reception area, and then one visible chair where a young girl was having a highly elaborate tat done on her left arm from wrist to shoulder."

Alice said, "That's got to take more than ninety minutes."

The girl smiled at her, "I've already been here for about forty hours to get this far. It's almost done."

Greg came out of the back and greeted Dori. "Welcome back. I'm glad to see you and thanks for your call." He turned to Alice, "You're her friend. I have a couple of recommendations for you, given this is all new to you and you're a virgin."

"Errr, I'm married," Alice stated.

"I mean you've never had a tat before."

"Oh," Alice blushed.

Greg pulled out a book and flipped to two pages he'd marked. He extracted them from the loose-leaf binder.

"What many neophytes do is something small, so I suggest a heart somewhere around your left breast, and-or one near your mons maybe with your husband's name, and-or a butterfly on your shoulder or ankle. They're all fast, easy to do, and can be integrated into something larger when you decide you're ready to expand."

"What if I want a dragon like that girl in the movie?"

"Ah. Very aggressive. Plan on about forty to sixty hours and coming up with around two thousand dollars."

Alice smiled, "I'll start small. Let me look at these and think about locales."

Greg said, "Come on back, Dori, and we'll start. Alice you can watch. My partner will be back from dinner in about ten minutes. I was going to have him do your tattoos, Alice. He's equally good and careful."

"What about dirty needles and pain?"

"We sterilize everything, wear surgical gloves as you'll see, only use new needles on each person, and we use an antibiotic topical ointment to prepare the skin, but really it's not bad. Most people exaggerate the pain issue. Ask Marcie, the girl in the chair up front that Mark is working on. She's a sissy when it comes to pain, yet look at all the ink on her body, and you can't even see what we did on her mons and labia."

"I'll try it," Alice said.

Greg said, "Dori, lose the pants and underwear, and lie face down on the bed in room three. I'll be right there."

Dori went into a small room and stripped her clothes off. She hiked up her blouse so the area above her ass was fully available.

Greg popped back in with a handful of needles in sterile wrap and equipment. He set up on a sterile steel tray like you'd see in a doctor or dentist's office. Next, he washed the area he was going to work on with an antiseptic soap, dried the area completely with a sterile towel, and then lay a stencil with the design on the area and rubbed it in. The ink on the paper transferred to Dori's skin.

Greg took an iPad and took a photo, and then showed it to Dori. "This is what you picked and my placement. Do you want that? Is it too high or low for you?"

Dori studied the photograph, "I think it's perfect. Ty will be so surprised and pleased."

"OK. Let's get started." Greg armed one of his electric needles with a new needle, filled the reservoir with blue ink from a sterile container, and a couple of minutes later started tracing the outline of the design almost as though he was drawing on her skin. He was, permanently.

About twenty minutes later, another man in his early thirties came into the room. He introduced himself, "Hi, I'm Owen ... I'm ... Oh, Wow! Alice!"

Dori popped up and looked at the man. She caught Alice's eye, "I swear I didn't know until just then. I've only ever dealt with Greg. I didn't know."

Greg looked puzzled. "You two know each other?"

Owen diplomatically said, "We met last night when my brother had his bachelor party. We were at the Club Infinity, and we shared a dance or two."

"Oh."

Owen said, "Alice, if this too awkward, I can switch off with Greg or Mark."

"No! No!" Alice protested. "I'm fine. You're better than fine. I'm not having much done since I'm a newbie -- a virgin Greg called me. I trust you. You were nice last night; I'm sure you'll be nice tonight."

Owen puffed up and adopted a professional air. "Alright, then. Let's go across the hall to another room and we'll get you started. I assume you've picked some designs from the pages in your hand."

"I have."

Chapter 9 -- Three Tattoos Plus

Alice followed Owen across the hall. Suddenly, she had ideas about a more elaborate couple of tattoos just to get Owen's attention and tease him.

Owner had her sit on the edge of the reclining chair in the room. "OK, what'd you pick and where do you want them?"

I want a small red heart on my left breast, about here." She touched the outside of her clothing just above and to the outside of her nipple.

"I want this butterfly on my right ankle a few inches above my ankle, and I want this heart with the ivy around it and the word 'Dave' in it right here." She touched her mons and slid her fingers slightly to her left."

Owen was clearly sweating bullets. "Ooooookay. Let's do the butterfly first since that's the easiest and it'll give you a feeling for the needle before we get to your ... delicate ... areas."

He washed her ankle, dried and prepped the area, and then transferred a carbon of her tat to her ankle. They checked in a couple of mirrors and with a photo on another iPad about the location. Alice told him to go ahead.

Owen had her lie on her side and started the inking process. The electric needle made a low buzzing sound, and she jumped at first contact, but then realized that the pain was more than just bearable. She settled in, as he worked on her.

"You never told me what you did," Alice said.

"We didn't get much of a chance to talk. I really liked what little we did converse. You are a beautiful woman." He paused, "I want to say that I loved what we did, but I've never done anything like that before. I could tell you hadn't either. I hope you don't think less of me because of that."

"ME think less of YOU?" Alice questioned. "You're kidding. I was the one acting all slutty like."

"Hey, we both were. Given the double standard, guys can get away with it, I guess. I don't think the less of you, however. I'm very egalitarian. I try not to judge others either."

"Thank you. You just made the last twenty-four hours a whole different experience for me. I was thinking I was pretty bad last night."

"Eeech, it was what it was," Owen said. "We both needed that in some way -- each other." He paused and asked, "Did you know you flashed me your pussy?"

"Yeah. It was a dare by Dori, the woman in the other room. She's been working on my husband Dave and me to loosen up. We we've been having little challenges from Dori to help us along. We were both raised by strict parents in a church that also didn't allow a lot of maneuvering room. We were virgins when we married, too. We've moved beyond that, but are having to learn about a more 'normal' lifestyle or even one as far on the other side of life to know what the middle ground could be like."

Owen laughed and said, "Well, if I contributed in any way to your loosening up, I guess I'm glad. I'm more than willing to help again."

Alice smirked at him and laughed, "Finish the butterfly."

The conversation moved to talking about various tattoos he'd done on people, even including a favored dragon he'd named Puff. The butterfly got finished and some antibiotic cream rubbed into the skin to promote healing and prevent infection.

"Do you still want the other tats?" Owen asked.

"Oh, yes," Alice said. She showed him the stencil for the one for her breast.

Owen gave Alice an intentionally lecherous grin, "This is the favorite part of my job. Take you top off, please. Bare your breasts."

Alice smiled at him and pulled the top over her head and then undid her lacy bra. Her full breasts stood proud and firm right in front of him. She could see the lump in his chinos as he studied them. Alice knew her tits were hot and played that card with him.

"You can suck on my nipples if you want."

"I want." Owen bent down and gently suckled each breast, trying to encompass all of her areola on each side before he stopped. "If I keep doing that you'll never get what you came here for and I'll have the worst case of blue balls on this side of the state."

Alice said, "Maybe what I came here for is changing."

"Hush," he scolded as he prepared to do the next tattoo. She decided he was more of a gentleman than she'd first thought.

Owen prepped her skin at the site she'd indicated, did the transfer and then they studied the locale including with a picture. Alice put her bra back on to see where the tat would be placed in normal dress. The result was that they erased that attempt and tried a location higher on her breast. Alice wanted the tat to show just above the border to her brassiere or bikini bra.

Alice lay back on the reclining chair and Owen went to work inking in the outline of the tat, and then filling in the color of the small red heart. He gave Alice a hand mirror so that she could watch him working without going into contortions and making the skin where he was working crinkle or stretch.

After a fifteen minutes, Owen finally said, "There! Take a look." Alice stood and looked at her half-naked body in a floor to ceiling mirror. She loved the new addition, and turned and gave Owen a bright smile.

"I love it, even more than the first one."

"And you want a third, you said." Owen added, "I've never had a newbie get three tats in the same evening. Usually, they get one and then go off to think about the others."

Alice smiled shyly and handed him the stencil for the more elaborate tattoo she'd decided on for her. She said, "I assume you need to prep the area like you did the others."

Owen nodded shyly, "Errr, yeah; I do. Sorry."

"Oh, don't be sorry. This is just my week for flashing people."

Instead of putting her bra and top back on and then revealing her abdomen, Alice simply stood beside the comfortable recliner and stripped the rest of her clothes off until she was totally naked. She smiled at Owen, and lay back.

"Have your way with me ... well, almost," she hissed.

"Alice, you are tempting me right to my limit to behave."

"Well, I know you're going to do a good job, and you deserve some kind of reward for that. You seemed to have strong heterosexual tendencies last night." She smirked. Alice spread her legs slightly so he had a clear shot at her pussy; she was totally exposed. She muttered under her breath, 'Flash.'

Owen did his professional best at the tattoo. Alice figured the top part of the heart and maybe the word Dave inside it, would show when she wore her bikini. The ivy garland would be partially lost from view until she was naked.

After a half-hour, Owen declared he was finished again. He left the room for a couple of minutes and then came back. He informed Alice, "Dori and Greg need another half-hour or forty-five minutes to finish."

Alice smiled, "Oh, good. Then we can mess around a little like we did last night." She hooked a finger into Owen's belt and pulled him closer. She bid him to lean down and then they kissed, driving their tongues deep into each other's mouth.

Alice unhooked his belt, "Lose the clothes. We are NOT going to fuck, but you are going to pleasure me and I am going to pleasure you kind of like what we did last night."

Owen was naked in seconds. At her invitation, he lay down facing Alice on the recliner. They made out as she played with his hard cock and rubbed the shaft around her pussy area. Owen's fingers toyed with her breasts, nipples, and then her pussy.

"If you keep that up I'm going to coat you with man juice."

"A great idea, but let's hold off on you right now so you keep your edge. Why don't you do something sexual to me?"

Owen slid down the contour chair and sucked on her tits for a few minutes, driving Alice to the edge of an orgasm. When he slid lower, onto the floor, and put his head between her legs it only took her a few seconds for her to orgasm as his tongue raced around her very wet slit.

"God, you taste divine," Owen praised. "I could do this all day long."

Alice teased, "I bet you say that to all your customers."

Owen rose up and said in a serious tone, "I've never touched a customer like this before, and I've done some pretty sexy tats on some women. I just never had the feelings of lust ... or affection ... that you inspire."

"Thank you. You give a girl a head rush if you keep saying things like that."

Owen went back to licking and eating Alice's pussy. Alice took her phone and took a couple of pictures of him at work, making sure that the new tats didn't show in the photo. Three more orgasms elevated her sexuality as the evening progressed. She wanted to fuck more than breath.

Alice finally took Owen's shaft and brought it to her own lips. She sucked and tongued along the shaft and his scrotum, getting him right to the edge, and then keeping him there for a few minutes. She loved the feeling of this illicit cock in her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the side and glans, as she worked him to a fevered pitch. Eventually, she pulled him over the edge and had him squirt his ejaculations onto her breasts, being careful to avoid the new tat on her chest. This time she had Owen take the picture of her splattered in his cum. After their releases, they made out for a short time.

Owen helped Alice clean up and get dressed, and then the two of them went up to the front reception area. As they passed by the door to the room Dori was in with Greg, they could hear the repeated thumps of the couple as they fucked.

Owen looked at Alice and shrugged. Alice said, "I'm not ready to give that up to someone other than my husband. When I do, I have a feeling you and I are going to reconnect."

Owen said, "I hope so. I feel we connect on a number of other levels right now, and I don't mean just the sex." Owen took a moment and wrote out his name, address, and contact information; he gave Alice the page and felt good as she put it into her purse.

The couple sat for ten minutes and then Dori and Greg appeared. She grinned at the pair. "Wanna see?" She pulled her skirt down and turned her back to the pair with most of her ass fully exposed. Just above the butt crack Dori had an elaborate curvy symmetrical design about a foot wide and three inches in height. Parts of the flowery design had been shaded with other colors.

Alice whistled, "Wow! Impressive. Are you going to show Ty tonight?"

"Yes, as soon as I get home. I already know he'll love it. One of the women in the swinger's group got one and he raved about it for weeks afterwards."

Dori dropped a satisfied Alice back at her house a few minutes later. Alice called Dave's cellphone and he answered right away. They chatted about their business day for a few minutes.

Alice said, "I had an interesting evening. I got some things to show you, so hurry home."

Dave teased, "Were you a good girl?"

"Well, you know what I did last night. Just so you know, I did a little more tonight, but didn't cross any really big boundaries -- at least I don't think I did. You'll have to decide."

"Might you have taken any pictures of the event the way you did last night ... or I guess Dori did with your phone."

"I did. Hold on, I'm sending you one right now. Please don't hang up, especially if you have any concerns or questions or issues."

Alice's thumbs flew over the screen on her cellphone and one of the pictures looking down her nude body at Owen eating her went out over the Internet to her husband.

Alice could hear the chime of her husband's phone announcing the receipt of a text message from her.

"HOLY SHIT! ALICE!"

She both laughed and cringed at his response. She knew that picture would get his attention.

Dave came back on the phone, "Alice, who is that? Where were you, that's not at the house or work? What led you to that action?"

"I'll tell you that out of pure coincidence I ran into the same guy I danced with last night, and who I had that little sexual encounter with. We spent a little time together, and got into some oral sex with each other as you can see. There are some details I want to wait and tell you about tomorrow, but nothing directly related to the sex."

"Did you fellate him?" Dave asked cautiously.

"Yes, and we're supposed to call it a blowjob according to Dori, and yes, I know he's the second guy in my life I've ever done that with other than you. I hope you're OK with that. I took a risk that it was acceptable given that he'd eaten me to half-a-dozen orgasms by then."