*Author's Note: You Might want to read "A Special Treat" 1-3 just to get up to speed. Or don't, if you really don't want to. It's not like I'm going to make you.nnRacing winds whipped through Darcie's long brunette hair. She turned to see Heather dressed in her shorts and flip flops, but with a larger version of her white halter top with her enormous boobs popping out of the sides. Up front, Joyce had an unbuttoned white lab coat covering what she could of her voluptuous breasts. The wind tossed the fabric around and around. Sometimes her nipples would be flashed to anyone who happened to look in her direction.nnThe doctor turned around. "So, how do you girls like my new car," she yelled behind her through the roar of the wind.nn"I've always been a convertible girl," Heather yelled back.nn"Yeah, it's cool. Now, you'd better turn up here to avoid traffic," Darcie leaned over the front passenger seat. She could feel the upper hem of her spaghetti strapped top peel back slightly over the tops of her areolas.nn"Please darling, I know how to get there. You know, they do carry smaller sizes than E cups, right? In fact, they're probably the best bras around by far."nn"I know, but they can be expensive!" Darcie sat back down in her seat.nn"Well, you get what you pay for.

Ian smiled at the waitress gratefully as he took a drink from the tray she was holding as she passed. For just a moment, he was left alone in the huge function room at the hotel where he was staying in Rome. It was the third and final day of a series of meetings he had been attending in an attempt to engineer the takeover of an Italian company by his own employers. The meetings had been successful, so this function was turning into a bit of a celebration.nnBut Ian wasn't enjoying it a bit. All he really wanted was to be a lone with Susie.nnAlone with his gorgeous young daughter.nnHis lover.nnAs he thought about her, he sought her out in the room. She had joined him earlier, flying out to Rome for this function – and then to stay the weekend with him. It had almost come about by accident. When the meetings were all arranged, the organisers had decided that the final event should be for partners as well.nnIan had arranged for his wife, Megan, to attend, but she had pulled out a couple of weeks before. Rather than waste the opportunity, it was Megan who had suggested that Susie go instead.nn"After all," she had said, "Susie will be home from University, she's never been to Rome, and you always seem to enjoy the time you spend together."nnEven now, Ian flushed at the memory of Megan's innocent comments. Then, even as Megan had spoken, Ian's heart had missed a beat. It was four months since his trip to Paris with Susie, four often frustrating months when they had taken more and more risks to be together, unable to deny themselves their needs, their desires.nnIt was a few weeks since they had been together as lovers. It had been a few days after her twentieth birthday, when she had come home from university for a long weekend.

Neither Azizah, nor Azman realized how easily Halimah's conversion to swinging was going to be until Azman received notice that Mike would be coming in from the states, to prepare a report on how well the company's latest venture was doing. nnAzman wasn't worried. He knew that he was doing a good job and looked forward to seeing Mike again. Azizah was equally thrilled at knowing that Mike would be here soon, remembering the times Mike had buried his big bone in her pussy, leaving her able only to walk on very shaky legs, but with a bright smile in her eyes and on her soft lips.nnSince it would soon be Halimah's task to welcome visitors to Kuala Lumpur, Azman decided to have her accompany him and Azizah. Azman knew Mike's weakness for lovely Asian women, and Halimah would be a welcome addition to the party setting out to greet a friend as well as a member of Earl's staff.nnThe threesome met Mike at the airport. Mike shook Azman's hand, then turned to Azizah and obviously wanted to pull her into his arms, but Azizah just let him take her hands because of her concern that it was a public location. Mike smiled, remembering that the customs of Malaysia frowned on a public display of affection, so, lifting her hand he kissed it. Azman looked on with a smile which surprised Halimah. nnHalimah whispered to Azman "Do American's always greet a lady in such a way?"nn"Only if they are old friends," Azman said with a smile, turning to signal for his limousine to pick them up. With Mike's baggage stored in the trunk, Azman and Mike got into the car with Azizah between them while Halimah sat in the jump seat facing the three on the broad rear seat. Azman drew the sliding panel that separated them from the driver and looked at Halimah with that same smile. She didn't miss the fact that Mike was kissing Azizah passionately and his hands were roaming over her breasts as they drove the short distance to the hotel where Mike would be staying while in KL. It shocked her that Mike would be so affectionate with Azizah, without more than a smile from Azman who looked on as his wife and his friend remained in a tight embrace. She was wondering just how "friendly" she would be expected to be as she entertained other important visitors to Azman's plant. She hadn't missed the fact that Mike's attention had been riveted on her for several minutes as they waited for the car. His eyes had traveled up and down her body, causing that tingling sensation between her thighs she always got before her defenses crumbled as sex appeared to be in the offing. His smile at her, and nod of approval, was answered by a shy smile from Halimah before she realized he was a total stranger.

Dear Reader, nnI hope you enjoy New Beginning. As with most of my work, it is part true, part fantasy. I enjoy your letters and feedback. Thanks, Hope you cum.nn*nnI glanced at her in the mirror while tying my tie. She was across the room and standing at a three quarter profile to me, adjusting the back of an earring. She was in her bra and panties, and stood with her legs slightly parted concentrating on her effort. I smiled a small smile to myself. It had been four years since "I've seen her like this. We live together, sleep together, but we never let each other see one another. Let me explain. Several years ago, she began to gain weight. She hated if I mentioned it, so I didn't. I wanted to avoid fights. We had stopped having sex six months earlier. I refused to continue asking and waiting for it. I had no interest in fooling around outside our marriage, it just wasn't worth the pain and anguish. Her weight gain thereafter only insured that I would not come looking for intimacy. The more she gained, the farther apart we grew. We never spoke of it, we just grew to understand.