"The Girls Next Door" 
Author: Gilglim 
(FFF+, Les, Wife-slut, Voy) 

Dedicated to: Rebecca( ...of HAPRest fame) 


Disclaimer: 
Do not read the following story if you are under 21 years 
of age.  Do not read it if it is illegal for you to read 
about lesbian sexual activity.  Do not read this if you are 
afraid that your wife is going to be seduced  by the three 
incredibly sexy lesbians that live next door. 
  
  

"The Girls Next Door" By: Gilglim 


I had been glad that my wife finally had some friends to 
hang-out with.  She had moved to St. Paul from Portland, 
Maine in order to marry me after our long-distance romance 
had become unbearable.  Jenny got a job, but didn't really 
have any friends at work.  My wife is beautiful, but not 
extremely outgoing.  When some college girls moved-in to 
the small house next door, Jenny helped them move-in and 
gave them some furniture from our basement that we had been 
planning to throw out. 

The three girls were college seniors, only about 4 years 
younger than Jenny.  Vicky was a petite, pretty, blonde 
girl that looked younger than she was and had a high, soft 
voice.  Tina was a taller red-headed woman with a model's 
figure.  Bobbi was pretty also, but kind of plain, with 
short black hair that made her look like a tomboy. Jenny, 
my sexy brunette wife, was soon good friends with them. 

At first they went shopping or to the movies once or twice 
a week, but after a few weeks, it seemed like my wife was 
hanging out with them more than me.  I wasn't as close with 
my friends so I was home alone a lot and a little jealous 
of all the time she was spending next door.  All sorts of 
strange ideas cropped into my mind.  Maybe they were doing 
drugs and my wife was getting hooked.  Maybe one of the 
girls had a boyfriend who had talked my wife into joining 
them in bed.  These ideas were ridiculously paranoid, but I 
couldn't help it.  So I started showing up unexpectedly to 
try and "catch her".  Thankfully, nothing was unusual.  
They'd just be talking and watching TV.  I'd come up with 
an excuse like, "I was just going to ask Jenny where she 
put the flashlight" or "Just wanted to let Jenny know that 
her mother called".  No one acted suspicious, on the 
contrary, they'd invite me in and we'd hang out until I got 
bored and went home. 

One evening, I devised a plan to put my mind at ease once 
and for all.  Since I tinker around with computers and 
electronics, I had a USB camera and a spare 30Gig hard 
drive (and countless other gadgets).  I could plant the 
camera and a microphone in their house, running the cables 
to my basement and store the video on the big hard drive. I 
booted Linux and got busy hacking a little program that 
simply streamed low quality web-cam video and audio to 
file.  I wrote a shell script that would stream an hour and 
save it by date and time.  Then I used 'cron' to schedule 
the script to run once an hour.  For compression, I made it 
drop identical frames.  So if the room sat empty for an 
hour in the middle of the night, the entire hour would be a 
single frame taking almost no space.  I tested, and 
tinkered and tested some more and finally calculated that 
unless there was non-stop activity in the house, the 30Gig 
drive should store nearly 2 months of data.  If the drive 
was nearly full, the script would delete the oldest file 
before starting the next. I was proud of my little project.  
That next Saturday my opportunity arrived.  My wife asked 
if I could fix a leaky faucet for 'the girls next door' (as 
she always referred to them).  I told her I was busy just 
then, but if she'd leave a key for me I'd take care of it 
while they were out shopping. That afternoon, I planted the 
camera in an air duct in one of the walls in the living 
room.  The house really only had three rooms (Bedroom, 
bathroom and a big living room / open kitchen) and closets.  
I chose the living room because it had the biggest view.  
The bedroom had bunk beds and a twin sized bed.  I didn't 
want to invade their privacy too much.  The bathroom was 
out of the question.  The real reason for having the camera 
in their home was to make sure that my wife wasn't getting 
into trouble or cheating on me... I decided I could 
determine that in the living room without being too 
unethical. 

That decided, I mounted the camera and microphone and ran 
the cables along the cable TV wiring to the back of the 
house. I cut a groove in the grass and stuffed the cable in 
the dirt to the back of our house and into the basement. I 
quickly fixed the leaky faucet and checked everything 
several times to make sure that it was well hidden.  It was 
perfect.  Even if you knew that it was there...it was 
nearly impossible to find.  Back in my basement , I viewed 
the first images.  It showed me fixing the faucet in the 
kitchen.  It was jerky (only a few frames per second) and 
grainy, but I could clearly see what was going on.  I could 
even see into the bedroom if the door was left open. 

A few days later my excitement faded.  After all that 
effort, I found out that my wife was not doing drugs.  Nor 
was she fucking one of their boyfriends.  In fact, very few 
men visited the house.  Based on their conversations, some 
of the guys that did stop by were gay, complaining about 
their boyfriends, etc...  For about a week I scanned 
through the files looking for anything unusual, but found 
nothing.  The girls, it seemed were typical, studious 
college kids.  Bobbi was kinda touchy-feely with Vicky and 
Tina.  She would pat their behinds as they walked by or 
massage their shoulders as they watched television.  But 
other than that the videos were utterly boring.  I left the 
computer on, but quit watching the captured video after 
about a week.  My conclusion was that my wife had a good 
set of friends and that there was nothing for me to worry 
about...and up to that point I was correct. 

About three weeks after I setup the camera something 
changed.  It was my wife's 27th birthday and she took the 
day off from work.  When I got home from work...she wasn't 
home.  I figured she was with 'the girls next door' and 
sure enough, she came home from there at about 8pm.  That 
wasn't unusual, but she acted kind of wired and tired at 
the same time.  When I kissed her, I could tell that she 
had had a couple of drinks, but there was something else on 
her breath.  We went out to dinner and when we got home, 
she went to bed and fell asleep almost immediately.  Like 
most couples, our sex life was not as active as it had once 
been, but traditionally, we would make-love on birthdays 
and holidays.  I decided that it must have been because she 
started drinking early in the day.  Besides, our sex life 
wasn't the best in the world. For example, after a lot of 
prodding about what her sexual fantasies were, her only 
response was that she had fantasized about being a stripper 
on occasion, but she knew that she would never be able to 
take off her clothes in front of a group of men in real 
life.  So I decided that the lack of sex that night wasn't 
too unusual. 

Over the next week Jenny continued to act odd.  Sometimes 
she seemed more defensive when I asked how her day had 
gone.  Everyday without exception now she would spend at 
least two or three hours with the girls next door. Once she 
even sat up in bed at about 1am and said "I can't sleep, 
I'm going next door to see if anyone is awake to hang-out 
with."  I woke up again around 4am, as she climbed back 
into bed.  Something strange was going on with my wife.  It 
didn't dawn on me until the following day, that I could 
have gone to the basement and check on her that night.  
Since the hard drive kept a two month archive of files, I 
could still go back and check on what had happened. 

The following day, Jenny announced that she was going to 
the movies with the girls.  I kissed her good-bye and told 
her to have a good time.  Then I went to the basement to 
try and find out if the archived video might help me figure 
out what had happened with my wife. 

I randomly selected a file from a couple of days ago at 
about 6:00pm, figuring that my wife would have been home 
from work and stopped by at the girls' house.  The video 
kicked-on  and showed my wife and Bobbi sitting on the 
couch with a blanket across their laps (it was November).  
Tina was sitting back in the recliner and Vicky was fixing 
something to eat in the kitchen.  I was relieved to see 
that nothing unusual was going on.  Everyone was dressed 
normally.  The audio was low quality, but I could hear over 
the TV that the evening news was starting.  My wife was 
sitting in the center of the couch with her arms stretched 
out on either side on top of the back of the couch.  Bobbi 
sat next to her and absent-mindedly massaged Jenny's 
shoulder.  I was used to seeing her do this with her 
roommates, so this didn't catch my attention.  I skimmed 
ahead about ten minutes.  The video showed the same scene 
except that Vicky had joined them with what looked like a 
bowl of soup.  She looked over to Bobbi with a smirk and 
said, "Don't you think it's time for a break?" 

Bobbi looked to my wife and giggled, "What do you think, 
Jenny?" 

"Just one more time," Jenny said shakily.  Everyone laughed 
and went back to watching TV.  I didn't understand the 
conversation, but nothing looked odd, so I skipped forward 
a few minutes. 

Still the same scene.  Jenny was relaxing on the couch with 
both her arms resting on the back. Bobbi sat next to her 
rubbing her shoulder and the other girls were just watching 
TV with them.  Then I noticed something odd.  It looked 
like Bobbi's other hand was in my wife's lap, under the 
blanket.  I flipped back to the last two scenes and notice 
that it had been there all along.  The video was not very 
good quality and I couldn't make out all of the sound, but 
I was amazed when I realized that it looked like my wife 
might have another woman's hand in her pants.  I watched 
closer as the scene played on.  I could barely see a little 
movement under the blanket.  My wife seemed to be leaning 
back into the couch with a little more force and closed her 
eyes.  Bobbi looked over to her and said, "don't fight it".  
The other two girls turned away from the TV to watch Jenny.  
Bobbi turned to them, "Wanna see?" Everyone giggled except 
for Jenny who seemed to be concentrating.  Bobbi kicked the 
blanket off of their laps.  Jenny's jeans were unzipped and 
pulled down about halfway down her thighs.  This held her 
legs together and Bobbi was taking advantage of this, 
sliding her fingers down between them to rub my wife's 
clitoris.  Bobbi moved her other hand from Jenny's shoulder 
to her breast and started rubbing it through the T-shirt.  
Jenny clutched the back of the couch with both hands and 
gasped as she orgasmed.  The three roommates smiled at her 
as they watched her cumming. 

"That makes 4 times in less than an hour, " announced Tina. 

"Not bad for a DIT.", Bobbi commented. 

As Jenny came to her senses she asked, "What's a DIT?" 

Vicky giggled and said "Dyke In Training, silly girl." 

I was stunned.  I stopped the video playback and regrouped 
my thoughts.  Was I mad? Sad? Upset?  No...I was simply 
surprised.  I was even a little relieved.  After all, there 
was a reasonable explanation for how my wife was behaving 
and it didn't involve drugs or another man.  It occurred to 
me that "another woman" didn't seem to bother me at all. 
Now that the shock had subsided, I was more curious than 
anything else...and a little turned on. After a little 
investigation through the archives it was clear that my 
wife had found out, through conversation about a week 
before her birthday, that 'the girls next door' were 'into' 
other girls. Tina and Vicky were bisexual, but were more 
interested in girls than boys.  Bobbi was simply a lesbian.  
My wife had taken the news in-stride and acted like it was 
nothing important.  Because of her non-chalant reaction to 
their news, the girls had been more open about their 
affections towards one another.  They would kiss in front 
of Jenny and pat each other's behinds, etc... 

After a couple of days they started to try to get a rise 
out of her.  Jenny had been witness to a scene similar to 
the one I had just seen...except that it was Vicky frigging 
Tina, while Bobbi and my wife looked-on.  Jenny had acted 
like it hadn't phased her in the least to see one of her 
friends making the another friend orgasm in front of her.  
None of the girls next door talked about it...even when 
they were alone... but it was clear to me that the lack of 
a reaction from Jenny was daring them on to go further and 
further to see how far Jenny would let them take it. 

The day after Tina got frigged, my wife went next door as 
usual and she was greeted at the door by Bobbi.  Tina was 
kneeling on the floor in front of the couch eating-out 
Vicky.  I could tell that the 'girls' were thinking to 
themselves, "this has got to get SOME kind of reaction".  
Jenny surprised them all (including me) by simply sitting 
down in the recliner in front of the TV.  She acted like 
she was watching TV, but she spent most of the time 
glancing uncomfortably over towards the couch.  Tina 
countered by being rather active about the cunilingus she 
was performing.  Vicky helped out by getting more and more 
vocal.  After a couple of minutes, my wife gave up the 
pretense of watching TV and simply stared at the girls.  
The only person in the room who was honest about how they 
were feeling was Bobbi.  When she saw how this was 
escalating, she exclaimed, "Damn, I wanna get in on some of 
that! I'm next!"  Everyone in the room burst out laughing 
and the tension of the moment subsided.  Vicky came loudly 
about 30 seconds later.  True to her word, Bobbi slid out 
of her jeans and panties and pushed Vicky out of the way, 
taking her place.  While the girls were switching places, 
Tina looked over her shoulder at my wife with a big, wet 
smile. 

"Don't be shy, Jenny", Tina said.  "If you want a closer 
look, then kneel down here next to me."  To everyone's 
surprise, Jenny got up and quietly knelt next to Tina.  
Bobbi put one of her feet up on the edge of the couch seat 
and cocked her knee to one side so that her crotch would be 
wide open. Jenny must have been able to see and smell the 
juices from about a foot away from where she was sitting.  
Tina went to work, taking her time and pausing to make 
numerous comments.  "Your wet enough to drown a cat.", she 
commented to Bobbi.  After licking for a couple of seconds 
she turned to Jenny and said, "She tastes really tangy.  If 
you want to cut-in at any point and have some just let me 
know." Jenny declined...but stayed where she was and 
couldn't take her eyes off of Bobbi's pussy as Tina licked 
it. "I think she's going to cum pretty soon," she said a 
minute later.  Bobbi hissed, "less talking and more 
licking".  Tina giggled as she went back to work.  Jenny 
put her hand on Bobbi's knee as Bobbi started trembling in 
orgasm.  Bobbi gasped and stared directly into my wife's 
eyes as she came on Tina's tongue. 

There was silence in the room for a full minute.  Finally, 
Bobbi leaned forward and kissed my wife on the forehead.  
"Thanks for your encouraging touch", she said, smiling at 
Jenny.  Tina was also smiling at Jenny with juices dripping 
from her chin. "Your turn", giggled Tina.  Jenny paused, as 
if thinking about it.  Then she said, "I better not... I am 
married, as you know."  There was silence for another full 
minute.  Then Jenny said, "I've gotta go.  I'll see you 
tomorrow." Then my wife rushed out of the room. 

The girls talked about it after she left.  They were 
unanimous in thinking that they had almost broken Jenny.  
It would only be a matter of time. 

The following day, the girls took a different tact.  
Instead of the constant sex, they would show Jenny that 
they were affectionate.  (They had finally gotten a 
reaction the previous day, so now they wanted to start 
seducing her.)  When Jenny stopped by, nobody was having 
sex.  They were all just hanging out talking.  After a 
couple of minutes there was almost a look of disappointment 
on Jenny's face.  After all, she'd been getting quite a 
show for the last few days. 

As they were talking Bobbi and Vicky were getting friendly 
on the couch, but not in a sexual manner.  Vicky was laying 
across Bobbi's lap while Bobbi stroked her hair.  After a 
few minutes it was just Tina and my wife talking. Vicky had 
sat up next to Bobbi and they were kissing like teen-aged 
sweethearts.  They didn't even look like they were putting 
on a show.  They were just enjoying each other's affection.  
I think that this may have had an even greater effect on 
Jenny than the previous day's display.  I could imagine her 
thinking to herself, "I guess being a lesbian isn't just 
licking a wet pussy.  They look like they are really in 
love." 

After about ten minutes the girls rejoined the 
conversation.  "Your birthday is in two days...  how do you 
want to celebrate?", Vicky asked. 

"I was thinking about going to the Health Club and swim and 
use the sauna.  It's so chilly out, that I wanted to do 
something that you'd associate with summer-time, " said 
Jenny.  "You guy's can tag along if you like." 

"That sounds like a great idea," said Tina.  "Then we can 
come back here and have a beach-front picnic...minus the 
sand." 

"Yeah," Bobbi chimed in.  "We'll turn up the furnace to 90 
degrees and lay out some beach towels." 

Jenny giggled at their enthusiasm.  "OK, you silly girls... 
but you have to make the picnic food, because I'm not 
cooking on my birthday." 

Vicky replied, "You let us worry about the food.  The only 
thing that you need to do is make sure that you're wearing 
something sexy.  No one-piece swimsuits are allowed on this 
beach."  Everyone laughed. 

... 

It was all starting to make sense they must have seduced my 
wife on her birthday, which is the first day that I had 
noticed her acting really odd.  So I jumped ahead to that 
day.  They had gone to the health club in the morning and 
must have been planning a lunch party.  It must have run 
awfully long, since she hadn't come home until around 8pm. 

I checked the 10am file and the house was empty.  So I 
tried the 11am clip and about 20 minutes into it Jenny and 
the girls arrived.  They were all wearing sweat suits, and 
had their swimsuits on underneath.   They were laughing and 
having fun.  Bobbi kept swatting Jenny's behind 
periodically as they teased each other.  Jenny didn't stop 
her.  Vicky made margarita's and served them up to everyone 
with great fanfare.  They laid out the beach blankets and I 
saw Tina go to the thermostat, turning up the heat I 
imagine.  Bobbi turned on the stereo and put on a Jimmy 
Buffet CD.  Over time the girls started taking their sweat 
suits off.  First the tops and after a while my wife looked 
out of place because everyone else was wearing a bikini and 
Jenny still had on her sweats.  They started teasing her to 
take off her sweats and join the party.  Jenny was slugging 
down her margarita and enjoying the attention, but kept her 
sweats on.  About an hour later they were on their third 
round of drinks and the girls were starting to chant "Take 
it off, Take it off." 

Jenny was eating up the attention.  It wasn't like they 
hadn't seen her in her bikini at the club.  So she made a 
show of standing up, dancing around to each of the girls in 
turn and slowly unzipping her sweatsuit jacket.  In 
retrospect, I don't think that the girls would EVER have 
seduced my wife if not for this little episode.  They had 
no idea what kind of effect this must have been having on 
Jenny.  For Jenny, stripping was a life-long fantasy that 
she would never fulfill, because she didn't want to take 
her clothes off in front of a bunch of sweaty, balding 
middle aged losers at a grungy amateur strip-club.  Jenny 
had never thought about stripping in front of three younger 
female friends.  This situation just fell into place.  They 
were begging her to strip and she didn't feel threatened by 
them in the least.  Jenny took on a completely new persona 
as she strutted around the room.  Her jacket was completely 
unzipped, but she held the edges over her breasts, pushing 
her tits together and showing off her cleavage to each of 
the girls.  When she took off her her top she was wearing a 
bikini top that I had never seen before.  It was rather 
tiny, and very stringy.  Jenny has the kind of nipples that 
stand out.  Even when she isn't cold or excited, you can 
see them through a thick sweater.  In this tiny bikini top 
they poked straight out through the material.  She was 
clearly very turned on. 

The girls went wild.  Jenny took her tits in her hands and 
shook them.  Everyone laughed as Bobbi put a dollar bill in 
her mouth.  Jenny surprised us all by dancing over to her 
and shaking them in Bobbi's face.  I could see Bobbi grab 
Jenny's ass through her sweatpants.  Jenny just smiled down 
at her. The girls started chanting, "More skin, More skin!"  
So Jenny started sliding her sweatpants down lower and 
lower on her hips.  The triangles of fabric on her top 
barely covered her nipples as her chest bounced to the 
rhythm of the music.  Finally she faced away from the girls 
and slid her pants to her ankles showing her bikini clad 
behind plainly as she bent over.  The girls loved it. Jenny 
deftly removed each foot from the pants and made another 
circuit from girl to girl, getting swatted and groped as 
she went along.  At one point she turned away from the 
girls, setting her feet apart, she bent over again and 
reached between her legs running her finger over the thin 
crotch of her bikini bottoms.  I could see the wet spot 
even with the low quality video, so I know that everyone in 
the room had a clear view of the same thing. 

Vicky went to her purse and returned with a fist full of 
dollar bills, which she distributed to her roommates.  
Jenny would dance up to one of them and do their bidding.  
Tina took a bill and was tapping her lips with it.  Jenny 
danced over and gave her a long wet kiss full on the lips, 
while Tina ran her hands up and down her legs.  Jenny 
pushed hands away if they got too near her crotch or 
nipples, but her ass and breasts were fair game if you 
avoided those spots.  Vicky put a bill in her mouth and 
Jenny buried Vicky's face in her cleavage, shaking her tits 
vigorously.  Vicky's hands were busy and Jenny kept having 
to stop her from going too far.  Bobbi tapped her lips and 
got a wetter kiss with lots of tongue and slipped the bill 
down the front of Jenny's tiny bikini bottoms.  This went 
on for about a half hour.  The girls kept pushing the 
limits.  They kept pulling the ties and Jenny would have to 
retie them while dancing around.  Then they would try 
slipping the strings lower on her waist and Jenny would 
have to slide them back up.  The next time that Jenny bent 
over and did the finger-over-the-crotch move Bobbi stepped 
forward and knelt down behind her and grabbed Jenny's ass-
checks in each hand and watched the crotch rub from about 
10 inches away.  Jenny took her time.  Everyone hooted when 
she stood up again.  A few minutes later Vicky stepped 
forward and knelt the same way Bobbi had done with a dollar 
in her mouth.  Jenny bent over in front of her and gave her 
the same show.  While Vicky watched and rubbed Jenny's ass 
and thighs, she also reached up with her left hand tugged 
the bikini bottoms up into Jenny's butt-crack.  After 
another round of dollar bill kisses and gropes, Tina 
stepped forward and knelt with a bill in her mouth.  Jenny 
did her job and bent over in front of her.  After a few 
seconds, Tina reached up with both hands and slowly slid 
the bottoms over my wife's ass and pulled them down.  As 
they passed over her crotch, there was a moment when a drop 
of the shiny wet goo distinctly dripped from my wife's 
crotch to the floor.  Tina reached up and ran her own 
finger over my wife's slit for a few seconds before Jenny 
stood up and pulled the bikini bottoms back on. I backed up 
the video and watched that scene about 5 times. It was 
clearly the moment that my wife decided that she would 
allow it to be more than just a game. 

A few minutes later the CD finished and the room was quiet 
again, but the show wasn't over.  Jenny had her bikini back 
on, but she was sitting on the couch with the girls 
gathered at her feet.  She had her knees spread and the 
crotch of the bikini bottoms pulled to one side and was 
fingering herself in front of the girls.  After a few 
minutes Bobbi said, "Let me help you."  Bobbi sat next to 
Jenny and reached between her legs and started fingering my 
wife.  Jenny sat back and let go.  Vicky started taking 
Jenny's flimsy top off while Tina squatted at Jennys feet 
with her hands in her own bikini bottoms, staring intently 
at what the other girls were  doing to Jenny.  Vicky 
caressed Jenny's nipples and started sucking on them.  Less 
than a minute later Jenny was cumming loudly. 

"Wow," I thought to myself, "so that's how it happened." 

The rest of that day was spent with the four of them having 
sex and taking breaks to chat and giggle.  At first, Jenny 
would just watch the other girls doing eachother and let 
them do things to her.  After a couple of hours of playing 
around, the girls started teaching Jenny that 'it is better 
to give than receive'.  Before she left to have dinner with 
me, she had licked and fingered all three girls. 

It had been about three hours since my wife went to the 
movies (I had been skipping ahead  and playing the video 
back at higher than normal speed as I went along.)  I 
decided to see if my wife was next door now.  Being careful 
not to interrupt the recording aspect of the program, I 
turned on a live monitor utility.  Since I had just seen a 
high-speed version of my wife having sex with 'the girls 
next door' over a seven or eight hour period, I was not 
shocked to note that my wife and the girls had returned 
from the movies and were 'getting it on' in the living room 
again.  Jenny was kneeling in front of the recliner with 
her head buried in Vicky's crotch.  Jenny's skirt was 
bunched up around her waist and Bobbi was kneeling behind 
her with her hand thrust between my wife's legs from 
behind.  Bobbi seemed to be absentmindedly finger-fucking 
my wife while she supervised her licking Vicky.  "I've 
never seen anyone so engrossed in licking pussy as our 
little Jenny, here" Bobbi commented  to Vicky.  After a 
couple of seconds Vicky gasped, "Don't tease her about 
it... she's doin' a great job!"  Bobbi was right, though.  
In less than two weeks my wife had gone from timid stripper 
to the insatiable queen of cunilingus.  She seemed 
oblivious to what Bobbi was doing to her.  Jenny seemed 
entirely focused on making her current partner orgasm.  
Vicky did exactly that about 10 seconds later, but Jenny 
just tightened her grip and buried her face with renewed 
vigor.  Jenny rode Vicky like a rodeo star as she bucked 
around.  Twenty seconds later, Jenny loosened her grip and 
sat back on her heals.  Vicky caught her breath and said, 
"Jenny, you're the best."  Jenny's chin glistened as she 
grinned proudly over at Bobbi.  "Wanna go next?" she asked 
Bobbi.  "Let me ask Tina... it's her turn." she turned 
towards the bedroom.  "Ti-na! your up!"   ... "Go ahead, 
I'm still on the phone!" 

Bobbi slid out of her jeans and took Vicky's place in the 
recliner.  As I watched this scene unfold, it struck me 
that this was actually happening right at that moment less 
than 40 yards away from me in the house next door.  I 
watched with renewed interest as Bobbi bent down and kissed 
my wife deeply before leaning back and coaxing my wife's 
mouth towards her crotch.  Jenny started off slowly, 
clearly relishing each individual stroke of the tongue that 
she delivered to Bobbi's groin. Bobbi ran her fingers 
through Jenny's hair and talked to her while Jenny looked 
straight up into her eyes without being pulled away from 
her task.  "Yeah... that's good... you like that don't 
you...  Mmmm... I like it toooo... don't rush it... let me 
take my time..."  Bobbi did take her time.  It was ten 
minutes before she came... and even when that happened.  
She simply held Jenny's head away from her for half a 
minute and then pulled it back saying,  "slowly now, it 
won't take me much to cum again."  Jenny made Bobbi cum 4 
more times in a row.  I don't know who was happier about 
it.  Jenny seemed so proud of herself every time she made 
someone cum.  I think that she preferred that over having 
an orgasm herself. 

Jenny sat back on her heals and waited patiently while 
Bobbi went to get Tina.  Tina wandered into the room in a 
tank-top half-shirt and a pair of low-rise panties with a 
cordless phone at her ear.  She plopped down in the 
recliner and put a leg on either side of Jenny.  Tina 
seemed to ignore my wife and focus on her conversation.  
Jenny leaned forward and lovingly nuzzled the crotch of 
Tina's panties.  After a few tender kisses through the 
cotton, Jenny used her left hand to pull the panty crotch 
to one side and started french kissing Tina's crotch.  The 
only indication that Tina gave that she even knew that 
Jenny was licking her was by sliding her butt forward a few 
inches to the front edge of the seat to give Jenny better 
access.  Jenny took her time and didn't seem to mind that 
she was being ignored. 

Tina continued her conversation.  "Yeah, the one I told you 
about..." [pause]  [giggle]  "Yeah, she's here right now 
licking my pussy as we speak." [giggle] "No, I'm not 
kidding.  A couple weeks ago we thought she was too tight 
to crack... now we can't keep her out of our pants." 
[chuckle] [pause] "I'm serious! She comes over everyday and 
won't leave until she's done all three of us." [pause] 
"Don't believe me then." [pause] "Well, if you come to our 
party on Saturday night, you'll get your chance.  We're 
gonna find out if little Jenny EVER gets tired."   Jenny 
stopped for a moment and grinned up at Tina.  "Sound's 
fun!", Jenny said lecherously and then returned to her 
licking. 

"Damn, she's getting really good at it too." [longer pause] 
"How old is she?" [pause] "Well then bring your niece 
along... seventeen is old enough.  We'll show her a good 
time." [pause] "I don't know I'll ask her." [looking down 
at Jenny] "Wanna do another strip tease for a bigger 
audience?" [Jenny nodded enthusiastically.] "She says 
she'll do it.  Now will you come?" [pause] "Great... around 
8pm... See ya..."  [Tina put the phone down, leaned back 
and looked down at Jenny]  "You're gonna make a lot of 
girls happy Saturday," Tina said smiling. 

A few minutes later, Tina had cum and Jenny said. "I'd 
better get home.  Thanks for taking me to the movies. See 
ya tomorrow."  I quickly shut off the video monitor utility 
and turned off the screen. Grabbing a book, I went upstairs 
to act like I had been reading this whole time. 

When Jenny got home, we chatted for a few minutes about the 
movie and then she told me that she'd be at a party on 
Saturday.  I asked if I was invited and she said, "Sorry, I 
think it's a 'girls night out' kinda thing.  You probably 
would be bored anyway."  I replied, "You're probably right.  
I've got a computer project I'd like to work on anyway." 

We had sex that night.  I had to instigate it, but it was 
actually much better than usual.  I guess she didn't hate 
having sex with me at least.  I imagine that she was trying 
harder than usual to please me... probably out of a feeling 
of guilt.  Looking back on it, I probably would not have 
let her lesbian infidelities slide if she had refused me. 

Things started to settle into a pattern.  I would get home 
from work everyday at around 5:30pm.  My wife would already 
be next door with the girls and would get home at around 
7:30 or 8pm for a late dinner with me.  We never discussed 
what she was doing next door.  Sometimes I would watch the 
live or recorded footage while she was next door.  I 
started sorting out the really sexy scenes and saving them 
in a different directory so that they wouldn't get 
overwritten.  I especially liked the strip show and was 
looking forward to Saturday's performance.

When Saturday came around, I was reading a book in our 
living room and watching out the front window as cars 
arrived, turning into the driveway next door.  There were 
about 8 cars that arrived, parking in the driveway or on 
the street in front. Most cars had two or three girls in 
them.  Most were college aged girls, like the 'girls next 
door', but there were a few women in their 30's or 40's.  
About half of them were very feminine looking and the rest 
ranged from tom-boyish to flat-out tough looking dykes.  
Not a single male arrived.  My wife headed over at 8:30.  I 
was surprised by her outfit.  She was dressed like a 
catholic school girl.  She had her hair in pig-tails and 
wore a plaid mini-skirt with white, knee-high stockings and 
white dress shirt.  Her black bra was clearly visible 
through the blouse.  I gave her an inquisitive look.  "The 
girls are always teasing me about my age, so I'm dressed 
like this as a joke... I'll take out the pig-tails after I 
get there."  I chuckled and told her to have a good time.  
"If I get too drunk, I'll just sleep over.  I should be 
home around noon tomorrow." she said as she closed the door 
behind her.  I set my book aside and headed to the 
basement.  I wanted to catch the reaction from the girls at 
the party. 

As I flicked on the live-feed, I noted that the party was 
already in full swing. Around twenty young women were 
packed into the little house.  The furniture was pushed 
back against the walls and some folding chairs also lined 
the walls.  Multi-colored lamps added mood lighting.  Some 
of the girls were dancing. It looked like a tiny night-
club.  Just then, my wife arrived and there was round of 
hoots and whistles.  Bobbi loudly announce, "The 
entertainment has arrived."  I could tell that my wife was 
nervous, but the approving cat calls and whistles gave her 
confidence and she started to take on the strutting, 
confident, exhibitionist personae that she had discovered 
the first time that she stripped. 

People cleared out of the center of the room and sat or 
stood at the edges of the room, clearly waiting for Jenny 
to do her thing.  Bobbi and Tina moved two coffee tables to 
the center of the circle and pushed them together to form a 
little square stage.  Jenny's confidence broke as she 
protested to Vicky, "I didn't think that I'd be doing this 
right away.  I don't know anyone here."  Vicky replied, 
"Actually you do know Martha and Sharon, but I think that 
your show will be a fine introduction to the rest.  
Besides, they've heard all about you."  (I recognized 
Martha as the 30-something, butchy librarian at our local 
branch library and I later found out that Sharon knew Jenny 
from the health club.)  "Great, now they all think that 
Jenny's a slut," I thought to myself. 

Reluctantly, Jenny stepped into the center of the circle of 
women and as another bouncy, eurotech dance song started 
she mounted the stage.  Everyone hooted and clapped as she 
danced around.  Jenny's pig-tails bounced around as she 
shook her stuff.  When she put her hands over her head, the 
buttons on her shirt would strain against her breasts.  
When she bent forward, the hem of her skirt would rise up 
enough to show off her pink panties.  Everyone cheered her 
on.  Despite all this, Jenny was a little restrained until 
people started pulling out the money.  Bobbi started it off 
by stepping forward with a dollar bill and getting a kiss 
from Jenny.  Pretty soon Jenny was swapping spit with most 
of the girls there.  I guess the money and kisses made her 
feel like a slutty stripper, because her new personae 
returned full-force.   People kept trying to reach under 
her skirt, but she politely held them back.  She strutted 
around and started unbuttoning her shirt.  A new round of 
cheers rang-out.  Pretty soon her shirt was wide open and 
her tight fitting black bra was fully visible.  After a few 
more one-dollar kisses, she threw the shirt into the 
audience.  She paused for a moment before tongue-kissing 
Sharon.  She must have had a little apprehension about 
knowing her from somewhere else.  But she clearly was 
letting loose, because Sharon's hands reached up and cupped 
both of Jenny's breasts  throughout the long kiss.  The 
room applauded.  Pretty soon Jenny's tits were being 
handled by everyone and her bra was being tugged askew.  
The girls started paying a buck for a kiss and were allowed 
to reach into the bra cups. Her nipples were peeking out of 
the tops of the cups when she finally discarded it to the 
cheering audience. 

A few minutes later girls were paying a buck to suck on her 
nipples and squeeze her ass under the skirt.  This is when 
she started doing her bend-over routine.  She would step 
into the center of her little stage, setting her feet apart 
and bend over rubbing her finger along the crotch of her 
panties so that the girls behind her could see it clearly.  
She had to repeat this three times in a row  facing 
different directions so that the whole room got a chance to 
see.  The girls loved it. 

After another round of kisses and gropes, she did the bend-
over routine again, but this time she flipped her skirt up 
and pulled her panties up into her butt-crack before slowly 
rubbing her finger over her crotch.  Once again the girls 
loved it.  After kissing a few more girls, Martha stepped 
forward.  Once again Jenny hesitated momentarily before 
dancing towards her.  Martha announced to the crowd, "Fifty 
dollars!"  Everyone cheered.  Jenny bent forward and kissed 
Martha while Martha played with her tits.  Then Martha 
whispered something into Jenny's ear before handing her the 
$50 bill.  Jenny paused, then squatted down and put her 
hands down behind her as if she were going to 'crab walk'.   
Then she raised her pelvis into the air, as if to offer it 
to Martha.  Martha took her sweet time, running her hands 
up and down Jenny's legs.  Then Martha delicately lifted 
Jenny's skirt up and laid it over her stomach.  Jenny 
waited patiently as Martha pulled Jenny's panties down.  
Jenny lifted each foot, allowing Martha to remove the 
panties completely and put them into her pants pocket.  
Then Martha slid Jenny's feet further apart and leisurely 
ran her hand up Jenny's leg to her crotch.  The entire room 
closed in for a better view as Martha finger fucked Jenny.  
Fuck-juice was dripping off of Martha's finger when she 
finally pulled it out.  Then Jenny stood up and went back 
to dancing around the room as if nothing had happened. 

Everyone stepped forward with bills in hand and Jenny went 
around the room, kissing girls and being fingered by 
everyone.  I was surprised by how she dealt with the 
butchier women.  I would have thought that she would have 
been a little cooler towards them then the feminine looking 
girls, but the opposite was true.  The tougher looking 
girls would man-handle Jenny and she seemed to melt into 
their arms.  Probably the oldest woman (and the most butch) 
was a forty-ish woman named Toni.  Toni motioned for Jenny 
to come over. She didn't even give Jenny any money.  She 
just stripped off the rest of Jenny's clothes (her skirt 
and shoes) except for the thigh-high stockings and pulled 
her off of the stage.  Everyone was clapping as Toni groped 
my wife.  Jenny was clearly kissing back and didn't even 
try to hold Toni's hands at bay.  After a very long kiss, 
Toni commandingly asked, "You want to lick some pussy, 
don't you?"  Jenny responded by nodding submissively. 

For the first time that night, Jenny put her hands on 
someone else.  She dropped to her knees and proceeded to 
unbutton and pull down Toni's pants.  Toni sat down on the 
front edge of one of the folding chairs and pulled my 
wife's face to her crotch.  Jenny ate her enthusiastically 
and Toni came quickly.  Everyone there seemed to be on the 
edge, just like Toni had been, because more girls started 
stripping out of their clothes and lining up.  Vicky and 
Bobbi pulled the coffee tables out of the center of the 
room and replaced them with the recliner.  They also put 
down a pillow for Jenny. As Jenny got situated in front of 
the recliner she looked around the room grinning at all of 
the women who were lusting after her.  Sharon, the pretty 
young girl from the health club, was up next.  She lifted 
her skirt and held her panties to one side for Jenny.  
Jenny inserted a finger and started licking the clitoris, 
genuinely relishing each stroke of her tongue.  While she 
licked, the other girls grabbed her ass and played with her 
tits. Bobbi teased her saying, "as soon as you finish all 
of us, we'll do you."  Jenny moaned enthusiastically into 
Sharon's crotch. 

Girl after girl orgasmed while my wife sucked on their 
clits.  Her chin would glisten and quim would run down her 
neck as she grinned up at the next beautiful woman that she 
was about to eat-out.  About two hours later only the three 
hosts were left.  The tip of Jenny's tongue stuck out 
comically between her lips as she grinned up at Vicky. A 
mixture of saliva and quim was dripping from the tips of 
Jenny's hard nipples.  She was clearly exhausted but still 
enjoying it.  I was amazed as she ate the last three girls 
with almost as much enthusiasm  as the first.  The crowd 
cheered her on as she ate the last girl, Bobbi.  After 
Bobbi came in her mouth, she sat back on her heals, 
grinning up at Bobbi and announced, "I told you I could do 
it!". 

Bobbi lifted her into the chair and asked for a volunteer.  
Vicky stepped forward and knelt at Jenny's feet.  Other 
girls took turns sucking on her nipples and kissing her 
mouth.  Vicky exclaimed, "Damn, I've never seen someone as 
wet as this" and went back to eating her out. Jenny shook 
all over as she came for nearly a full minute.  The girls 
let up for a minute and then made her cum again and again a 
third time.  Finally they let Jenny go.  By then it was 
about 11:30pm and some of the girls left. About half were 
still there after mid-night, talking and drinking in small 
groups.  From what I could pick up from various 
conversations, it turned out that Sharon was Toni's 
seventeen year old niece.  She had never been with a woman 
before tonight. 

Jenny, it seemed, had taken it upon herself to show her how 
fun girls could be.  At least three more times that night 
Jenny and Sharon 'made it', mostly 69'ing.  I think it 
empowered Jenny to be the 'experienced' one for a change. 

It has been about a year since that party.  Since that 
night, my wife has been the 'main attraction' at several 
other parties.  She always closes her act by eating out 
everyone at the party.   Sharon hangs out next door at 
least three days a week now.  When the 'girls next door' 
graduate and move away, I imagine that Sharon and Jenny 
will still be hot for eachother.  Jenny also spends time at 
another neighbor's house, Patty.  She is a housewife that 
is Jenny's age and is married with three kids.  I don't 
know how they hooked up, but Patty was at one of the 
parties and if Jenny has a day off from work during a 
school day, you can be certain that she'll spend most of 
the day at Patty's house. 

I still get sex when I ask for it and Jenny is still my 
best friend, so I guess I don't mind too much that she has 
become the town's biggest lesbian slut.

