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Wet Stories
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Straight Female / 32
We Didn't Set Out To Be 'Bunnies' But Guess What? That's What We Are
Going back to 2015 I got a job working as a sales clerk at a high end watch boutique. Sales are slow, but when they move the commission is worth it. One sale a day is all you need to make decent income. Well, one day in walks a gentleman who looked loaded and he walked around and I offered to help. Trained to look to see what he was wearing he had on a sought after iconic piece. He told me he was window shopping, blowing off steam and he liked to just look. If he was interested he would call me over.
It was slow so I stayed with him, offering to show him pieces, filling him in on the value to a collector. He stopped me and asked me if I was that that much of pain in the ass, and looking to see that I wasn't wearing a ring, oh I guess that's why no one wants you. I informed him that my personal life was none of his business and how did he know I didn't have a girlfriend? "Not you, I don't think so, but if you do I'll do you both and you can compare notes."
He asked when I got off and when I walked out of the store he was there waiting. He told me he had cleared his calendar for me and my girlfriend and he had made reservations for an intimate dinner at this no one can get into restaurant. I had heard of it, never been there. I called a friend, female, and told her she had to act it out with me and we could go to this famous place and brag about it later.
Believe me we spent the evening touching and when me met we laid on a kiss and when he tried to grab a hand we shook him off. We were kind but told him we didn't do 'dick', we were strictly lesbian. He couldn't hear very well and we ended up with him at his apartment, and he had steadied himself and had sex with both of us. When we didn't 'participate' with each other he told us that he knew all along we were dick girls. Welcome to his harem.
2015 to 2023 is a long time to still be girlfriends, and live out his fantasy. He doesn't date outside his harem and we're dealt with one at a time, but always together. I've slipped off the end of the bed and watched his dick slip in and out of my girlfriend like a piston, and watched his thighs and butt cheeks tighten up when he shoots into her. I've laid on my back with him inside of me while my girlfriend caresses my face and kisses me. It's old hat now, having sex with him. He has his kinks and we go along with him, his biggest kink is having us together.
We were in our young twenties eight years ago and now we are over thirty. We are still 'hot' and he likes us that way. As to support, you know he does, and while I worked at the watch place he sent me customers he knew were going to buy something. Now I'm more of a social secretary, and my friend is my assistant. We do pass ourselves off as girls from the other dimension, but we aren't, never were, but after eight years we have learned to live and sleep together. When he comes to our bed, he's looking for both of us.
And yes we sleep down the hall from him. His friends call him Hugh Heffner.
It was slow so I stayed with him, offering to show him pieces, filling him in on the value to a collector. He stopped me and asked me if I was that that much of pain in the ass, and looking to see that I wasn't wearing a ring, oh I guess that's why no one wants you. I informed him that my personal life was none of his business and how did he know I didn't have a girlfriend? "Not you, I don't think so, but if you do I'll do you both and you can compare notes."
He asked when I got off and when I walked out of the store he was there waiting. He told me he had cleared his calendar for me and my girlfriend and he had made reservations for an intimate dinner at this no one can get into restaurant. I had heard of it, never been there. I called a friend, female, and told her she had to act it out with me and we could go to this famous place and brag about it later.
Believe me we spent the evening touching and when me met we laid on a kiss and when he tried to grab a hand we shook him off. We were kind but told him we didn't do 'dick', we were strictly lesbian. He couldn't hear very well and we ended up with him at his apartment, and he had steadied himself and had sex with both of us. When we didn't 'participate' with each other he told us that he knew all along we were dick girls. Welcome to his harem.
2015 to 2023 is a long time to still be girlfriends, and live out his fantasy. He doesn't date outside his harem and we're dealt with one at a time, but always together. I've slipped off the end of the bed and watched his dick slip in and out of my girlfriend like a piston, and watched his thighs and butt cheeks tighten up when he shoots into her. I've laid on my back with him inside of me while my girlfriend caresses my face and kisses me. It's old hat now, having sex with him. He has his kinks and we go along with him, his biggest kink is having us together.
We were in our young twenties eight years ago and now we are over thirty. We are still 'hot' and he likes us that way. As to support, you know he does, and while I worked at the watch place he sent me customers he knew were going to buy something. Now I'm more of a social secretary, and my friend is my assistant. We do pass ourselves off as girls from the other dimension, but we aren't, never were, but after eight years we have learned to live and sleep together. When he comes to our bed, he's looking for both of us.
And yes we sleep down the hall from him. His friends call him Hugh Heffner.
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