Thread: Magical Mia's Mystifying Magical Experience (Cougar Girl and Monkey's Razor)

Martha and Mia waited in anticipation of Dans return. Each knew what the other was thinking. Whats this hunk going to look like when hes got nothing on but a small piece of cloth over his tackle and a string cutting his ass? Whats he got tucked away out of sight? Will we get to see it? How will he respond to us? Will he be able to control himself or not? For Martha, this was nothing new. She was used to her customers stripping off in her changing room and parading around her shop in next to nothing, unconcerned about how they looked or what she and the other customers thought of them. They would be appearing before audiences dressed like this, so why worry? And Martha knew that this gave her privileged access to their bodies, whether male or female. As the owner of the store, she would need to check that the fit was right, that the garment was comfortable and appropriate for whatever the role required. Shed had her hands in the most intimate places of some of the most famous performers. There was no doubt about it, shed get her hands on the contents of that little pouch. And if it matched the rest of his body, hands was the right word, because it surely wouldnt fit into just one of her small palms. But there was a problem. Normally, she would have sole right to check out for fit and comfort. But today was different. Here was Mia, an attractive woman who would be coming into close contact with Dan during a performance. Shed need to check him out too. Make sure she could conceal whatever was required in the tiny pockets sown into the pouch. Today was going to be different, because for the first time she had competition. And Martha didnt like competition. For Mia, this was all new. She was used to purchasing her outfits from Martha and had been on the receiving end of the close and personal attention that she paid to the fit of the garments she supplied, including checking out those pockets, those pockets in the most intimate of places, where magicians could conceal the tricks of their trade. Until a few minutes ago, she would have been content for Martha to enjoy the perks of the trade. Dan was just a friend and good luck to them both if they got some pleasure from it. But now, quite unexpectedly, she felt differently about Dan. He was still her friend and, she hoped, her partner on stage. But all of a sudden, she didnt like the idea of Martha getting her hands on him. Partly because she sensed that Dan might have some issues with that. But mostly because she wanted to keep him to herself. She wanted to be the one with the exclusive rights to handle the goods. And so the two women waited, each wary of the other, neither showing any concern, but both determined to keep the other off this hunk if it came to a contest. How Dan would feel about this was not their concern. Guys like sexy women getting to grips with them. Come on, most males would kill to be in Dans position, nearly naked with two women both determined to have a close encounter. When Dan appeared, both women stood and stared. Martha was the first to move. Yes, Mia, that was a good choice of colour. It suits him. But hes very pale, hell need a tan, just a light one mind, to set off that delicate blue. And, she reached out and stroked his thigh, to show the contours of these thighs to their best advantage. Mia, not to be left out, moved forward now and ran her hands over Dans chest. My, she enthused, what great pecs. Why, Martha, theyre almost as big as your tits. Martha scowled at her and moved her hand to cradle Dans pouch. Yes, she informed Mia, this is a perfect fit. Mia pushed her hand out of the way and slid a finger under the hem. It must fit too tightly. Ill need to get a finger in if Im going to produce anything out of his crotch. The women were so caught up with their mutual rivalry that they had forgotten that Dan was listening and watching them.