Stripping For Two Lads

Shortly before ten her doorbell rang, taking Margaret Dowler completely by surprise. She pulled a bathrobe around her still dripping body and then opened the door to admit Roger and Dexie, the two virile young studs who had given her such a good evening and whom she had forgotten almost entirely.

"Hi, Margaret," Dexie addressed her. "We were hoping you'd be home. We would have called but I lost your phone number. Anyway, we might as well have a little party."
"I don't know," Margaret answered, pulling her robe tighter around the torso. "It's so late and I'm really very tired. Maybe we could make it another night later this week."
"Oh no," Roger answered, stepping into the living room. "I got a pocket full of grass and we're going to boogie. Don't be a drag, Margaret, you know you want us to stay."
Margaret stepped aside and allowed the boys to invade her apartment. It would have been better if they hadn't shown up but as long as they had it was silly not to enjoy their company. Margaret dropped into her easy chair and watched as Roger prepared the joints, carefully folding cigarette papers over the pungent marijuana and tightening them with his fingers.

Three joints made the rounds and Margaret soon felt herself starting to relax. Dexie turned the radio on and then sat down on the arm of Margaret's chair, leaning over to kiss and caress the gorgeous older blonde. It looked like they were going to get into another orgy scene whether she wanted it or not.

Margaret delayed things as long as she could, a little worried about the precedent she was setting with the two handsome lads. It was too late to pretend that she didn't want to fuck them but at least she could play hard to get for a few moments. To that effect, Margaret got out of her chair and started dancing, waiting for one of the boys to join her.

"You do that pretty good," Dexie told her. "You move real nice. Why don't you do a strip for us, you know like in one of those burlesque things."
"I don't really know how," Margaret answered, starting to giggle. "But, what the fuck, I can try can't I."

Margaret began to do her thing, dancing in time to the wild rhythms and starting to pull at her robe. She opened the drawstring and then pulled the flap away from her body for a second, giving her young lovers a quick view of her moist tits. Then the flap closed again as she danced back into the center of the room.

Each time Margaret approached the two boys she revealed her charms a little longer. Now sweat was mingling with the bath water, dripping down her chest and along her sleek hairless thighs. Tiring of the game, Margaret let the robe slip down to her feet, standing stark naked before Dexie and Roger.

She watched as the two boys undressed, realizing that she was drunk as well as stoned from the grass. Once the boys had stripped to the skin, she walked into her bedroom, not bothering to say a word. They were all after the same thing and there was no reason to delay their orgy for another minute.