I couldn't have guessed in the first three months that my boyfriend, Ricky, loved seeing his girlfriend perform with other men. Before this, he had be...n a total gentleman. I laugh about it in hindsight. Here he was being a total gentleman to a total slut who was pretending to be a total lady when he would rather have had a total slut all along. We really were at cross-purposes in our relationship. And it wasn't until spring softball season started for Ricky's team that I got to know how much he. That, along with with the attention from the guys at the office where I'm currently temping at. His friends were pretty drunk, and their eyes didn't hide their desire for me. LOL, from the moment I sat on the bar stool, their eyes quickly shifted to my legs, and every little movement on my part would quickly divert their attention to the hem of my skirt. But none of them crossed the bounds, and they let me play my little game. At first, I was momentarily angry at my boyfriend, because it seemed. There were 4 girls whose idle gossip came to an immediate halt upon my entry. The 2 girls sitting on the reception area couch were scanned and dismissed as minimally threatening. As I expected, they were both younger and prettier. Perfect noses, cheekbones you could cut glass on, big tits and legs that went all the way down to the floor. They didn't worry me in the least. Dime a dozen office girls that could be called up for a quick nooner. Not someone you'd have administer your office. The one. ComThe following story is entirely a work of fiction. It has minor plot elements inspired by my own life, but my real-life partner, Ginger (http://abitofginger.com) has been nothing but respectful to me throughout our open marriage. This story is, in fact, driven by my fantasies of what it would be like if she wasn’t.This is my first-ever adult story. It was meant to be a short, one-part piece to get my creative juices flowing and test the waters, but once I started I couldn’t stop and couldn’t.