One Upsmanship

This is one part of a 5-part story. It is mostly a tale of first-time exhibitionism, but in certain chapters it does contain some incestuous overtones in regard to one of the relationships. If that is not your cup of tea, this probably isn't the story for you. Consider this your warning. If you like this story and want to follow my characters' adventures within their connected universe, I recommend bookmarking my page, as the next story may or may not be in the same category. Constructive feedback is appreciated. All characters involved in sexual or explicit activity are 18 years of age or older. This part of The Replacement picks up directly from the previous part. You might want to consider starting at the beginning, so it makes more sense, but that's up to you. Enjoy! ***** Saturday evening, 8 weeks before Opening Night Gavin's mansion was gorgeous. He had invited the cast and crew over for the script read-through and had taken them on a tour, showing them every ro

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I finally saw my innocent wife on the dance floor while Susan was still taking on all comers. A couple of minutes later, I saw Trevante pass Abby off to a tall, skinny man with dark brown skin. The fashion critic smiled as he stepped away from her. I caught a brief glimpse of my stoned wife as her new dance partner pulled her back against his skinny chest. Thanks to her vigorous dancing with Trevante, my wife was dripping with sweat, and her tight chamise was plastered to her body like a second skin. Abby's pretty face displayed a bewildered expression. One of the spaghetti straps had fallen off her shoulder, leaving all but the nipple of one gorgeous breast exposed. The translucent satin garment failed to hide either of her pink areoles surrounding the hard nipples poking into the thin chamise. I could even see the definition of her firm abdominal muscles resulting from a lifetime of athletic activity. Her pretty pussy was the only part of her body concealed by the wet satin str

After dinner, the group gradually dispersed. Maggie and Lisa sat silently through the whole affair, speaking neither to anyone else or to each other. Maggie thought if she just stayed at the banquet table forever, then nothing else could happen. Finally, only Maggie, Lisa and Pedro remained. Pushing his chair away from the table, Pedro clapped his hands. Speaking into his phone, he summoned Consuelo. She immediately appeared. "Consuelo, take these lovely ladies back to their room. I will be there shortly." Silently, Lisa and Maggie followed her back upstairs to their room. When the three of them were in the room, and out of view of anyone else, Consuelo gave Maggie an impromptu hug. In a low voice, she intoned, "I feel so bad for you. But you have to do whatever Pedro says. You don't know what he is capable of. I would help you if I could. But I have to serve him--or he will kill my family." Consuelo stepped back, and without looking at the others, closed the

1 Ethan travelled light. He had been doing that for two months now, ever since the news came to him that his parents had gone. That was but a couple of weeks before final uni work on his master's degree in engineering had been completed. He had been told that they had perished after being encircled by a bushfire, set alight deliberately, and it had wrecked the family home along with others close-by. All that remained had been a mound of charred timber and piles of ash. Identifying the bodies had been achieved from wedding rings, the wearer's names engraved upon them. He'd gotten through, somehow, and had decided on a trek along the Queensland coast to soothe his mind and to live out the beginnings of a new life without them. He'd be reliant on himself, alone, and keep off the well-travelled roads; follow coastal paths and the long stretches of beaches. He'd stop wherever, and whenever, he fancied. He'd rough it and sleep on a mat that was rolled up and fixed t