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the play of emotions across his neighbours face as she took in the scene. Phil was by no means alone.
Phil was standing on the far edge of the deck and capturing the whole scene. Between Carol at the door and the hot tub was the patio table. Sitting at the patio table were four young men, one of them black. They were all wearing bathing shorts and were otherwise bare. All were muscular and definitely looked like young college jocks and Carol had to admit they were all relatively handsome if somewhat younger than herself. The chair nearest to her was empty but she could see the scraps of white cloth which was the bikini she was supposed to change into hanging over the back. The entire scenario was now becoming clearly obvious to her and she swallowed hard in anticipation of the both the humiliation and the stimulation to come.
She sensed a movement behind her and realised that Lizzie was stood in the doorway behind her, perhaps in a valid attempt to prevent her fleeing. At that moment she realised she had no intention of fleeing and as Lizzie gently pushed her to take another step out into the sunlight she found herself doing so of her own accord.
"Lizzie, I'll introduce you to the young gentlemen later, but perhaps they will enjoy introducing themselves to you first. Now you know what to do so please come over here and do it."
Phil's instructions didn't sound particularly precise but somehow they conjured up an image in Carol's mind of precisely what she was required to do. She moved slowly across the deck towards the chair that contained her bikini and smiled at the stares of appreciation from the young jocks. Taking a deep breath she faced the four men and reached up with both hands and undid the top button on her blouse. The four men leaned in for a closer look as she slipped the second button through its hole and she caught sight of movement as Phil circled round to catch the action from all angles. There was no sign of Lizzie though, she had obviously disappeared inside and was staying out of the way for this shoot.
Carol continued to slowly, one at a time; open the buttons on her blouse. She was surprised to find that she was in no way nervous and even smiled dazzlingly at the men who were so avidly watching her. As the last button came undone she moved her hands to her waist and carefully eased the blouse out of the top of her skirt without allowing the blouse to fall open too far. The watching men and of course Phil and the camera had a clear view of her cleavage and could see that the long line bra was black lace but could not see anything more. She turned three quarters side on to the table and bent over, stretching the tight skirt fabric over her ass. Shifting her legs she allowed the split to fall open allowing her naked thigh to expose itself to the avid eyes. She reached down to undo the clasp of her high heeled shoe and then straightened back up to the obvious dismay of the watching men.
Whipping the blouse off of her shoulders and with it stretched across the small of her back she looked back over her shoulder at the group and winked. Freeing her arms of the cuffs, she dropped it unconcernedly to the floor before lifting the foot nearest to the group onto the seat of the chair. Again she stroked her hands slowly down the length of her leg to reach and undo the clasp on the shoe before standing up once more. She kicked off her shoes and turned to face the men. For the first time they could now see the full extent of her beauty as the lace bra covered her breasts without concealing them. Her hands moved behind her back as if to undo the zip on the skirt but suddenly she smiled and turned her back again.
Her hands reappeared at her shoulders and with one finger she flipped first one and then the other shoulder strap down to dangle uselessly around her arms. Her hands moved again and from the play of the muscles across her back the men could only surmise she was caressing her own boobs. Indeed she was and
Phil was standing on the far edge of the deck and capturing the whole scene. Between Carol at the door and the hot tub was the patio table. Sitting at the patio table were four young men, one of them black. They were all wearing bathing shorts and were otherwise bare. All were muscular and definitely looked like young college jocks and Carol had to admit they were all relatively handsome if somewhat younger than herself. The chair nearest to her was empty but she could see the scraps of white cloth which was the bikini she was supposed to change into hanging over the back. The entire scenario was now becoming clearly obvious to her and she swallowed hard in anticipation of the both the humiliation and the stimulation to come.
She sensed a movement behind her and realised that Lizzie was stood in the doorway behind her, perhaps in a valid attempt to prevent her fleeing. At that moment she realised she had no intention of fleeing and as Lizzie gently pushed her to take another step out into the sunlight she found herself doing so of her own accord.
"Lizzie, I'll introduce you to the young gentlemen later, but perhaps they will enjoy introducing themselves to you first. Now you know what to do so please come over here and do it."
Phil's instructions didn't sound particularly precise but somehow they conjured up an image in Carol's mind of precisely what she was required to do. She moved slowly across the deck towards the chair that contained her bikini and smiled at the stares of appreciation from the young jocks. Taking a deep breath she faced the four men and reached up with both hands and undid the top button on her blouse. The four men leaned in for a closer look as she slipped the second button through its hole and she caught sight of movement as Phil circled round to catch the action from all angles. There was no sign of Lizzie though, she had obviously disappeared inside and was staying out of the way for this shoot.
Carol continued to slowly, one at a time; open the buttons on her blouse. She was surprised to find that she was in no way nervous and even smiled dazzlingly at the men who were so avidly watching her. As the last button came undone she moved her hands to her waist and carefully eased the blouse out of the top of her skirt without allowing the blouse to fall open too far. The watching men and of course Phil and the camera had a clear view of her cleavage and could see that the long line bra was black lace but could not see anything more. She turned three quarters side on to the table and bent over, stretching the tight skirt fabric over her ass. Shifting her legs she allowed the split to fall open allowing her naked thigh to expose itself to the avid eyes. She reached down to undo the clasp of her high heeled shoe and then straightened back up to the obvious dismay of the watching men.
Whipping the blouse off of her shoulders and with it stretched across the small of her back she looked back over her shoulder at the group and winked. Freeing her arms of the cuffs, she dropped it unconcernedly to the floor before lifting the foot nearest to the group onto the seat of the chair. Again she stroked her hands slowly down the length of her leg to reach and undo the clasp on the shoe before standing up once more. She kicked off her shoes and turned to face the men. For the first time they could now see the full extent of her beauty as the lace bra covered her breasts without concealing them. Her hands moved behind her back as if to undo the zip on the skirt but suddenly she smiled and turned her back again.
Her hands reappeared at her shoulders and with one finger she flipped first one and then the other shoulder strap down to dangle uselessly around her arms. Her hands moved again and from the play of the muscles across her back the men could only surmise she was caressing her own boobs. Indeed she was and
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