3 comments/ 26425 views/ 5 favorites Traveler Ch. 01 By: johnbaldwin1 Part 1: The Jacket Kyle had already had quite enough travel to last him a long while. Four days in San Diego, with two days shot from air travel and the following week back at home, since October-ish. In any event, it had been over six months of the same routine, the same hotel, the same client, the same suitcase and the same predictable hotel food. The week had been particularly difficult, with all day meetings filled with intense discussion and no real decisions made. One day into this stay, the week was shaping up to be similar. He had his fill of people, but couldn't quite bring himself to go to his hotel room. He didn't even bother dropping by to hang up his jacket, but wandered right into the bar and sat, ordering a beer and leaning with both elbows on the bar. He sat and quietly nursed his drink, allowing his eyes to scan the room. There was a man across the bar whose over-greased hair looked to be an attempt to distract from his baby-skinned water-fat face. On the far end of the opposite side, a portly businesswoman with smoker's wrinkles and an almost orange face, attempted to clean something from her half glasses. Just down the bar, a man and a woman downed shots while giggling and whispering into each other's ears. They were married, but not likely to each other. The sparse bar and its characters were no surprise. Kyle took a swig and spun his bench to scope the tables behind him. Only one table was occupied. On the left of it, a woman who appeared to be in her late twenties leaned back in her chair. Her hair was dark brown with shades of red and rested against her shoulders and back. Her face was attractive, even if it betrayed that she was slightly chubby. She seemed to wear it well, though, the way that allure can be heightened by someone's walk, voice or attitude. She seemed to make use of her assets, flaunting her curves with a low cut blouse that showed a noticeable amount of cleavage. Her companion sat to the right of the table, a woman who appeared to be early to mid forties. Her hair was sandy light brown, pulled back into a ponytail. Her face had its own attraction that had more to do with her facial expressions than with her features. She was thinner than her brunette counterpart, even if she used her clothing to downplay the subtle effects of age. Trying to disguise his glances, Kyle attempted to listen in to their conversation, which was entirely financial and outside his realm of expertise. The elder woman seemed to be a mentor to the younger, passing along tips and asking the brunette to report certain figures from their day's meetings. Before long, they put away the paperwork and began to trade inside jokes with each other. Clearly, they had been working together for long enough to become friendly. Either from the beer or from the difficulty of his day, Kyle forgot to be covert. He began staring at the brunette's cleavage, forgetting to listen to the conversation. "See something you like, stranger?" the older woman asked, snapping her fingers to get his attention. The brunette began to laugh. Kyle blinked and rubbed his eyes. "Gaw... Uh, sorry," he said. "Sorry about that. Long day. I was just zoning out." "I guess I know what you mean," said the older woman. "Tell you what. You can stare at Lucy here all you want, but you're going to have to buy us drinks." Kyle chuckled, noting the glasses in front of them and asking the bartender for refills. He carried them over and set them down. "Here you go. Again, sorry. It's just been a long week." "Then have a seat," the older woman said. "It wouldn't be the first time someone's gotten lost in Lucy's fantastic rack," she winked at her counterpart, who shot her a look and then giggled before taking a sip of her newly refreshed drink. He sat down and looked back and forth at them. "I'm assuming you work together. I'm Kyle." The brunette finally spoke. "I'm Lucy," she said. "This is Brenda." Brenda looked him up and down. "Nice to meetcha," she winked. The next hour was a typical getting-to-know-you scenario that meandered from job descriptions to gripes to travel woes. At first, Brenda did much of the talking, but as the alcohol eased things a bit, Lucy spoke much more and the conversation became more jovial. Brenda, who spoke mostly about her on again, off again boyfriend back in Denver, tended to bring the conversation into the gutter most often, mentioning her growing love for giving head, her appreciation for toys and anal sex and the men in her office she was most aroused by. Lucy wasn't shy on the topic either, but restrained her comments to the places she's masturbated while on business. Kyle couldn't help but picture the act, and her every word on the topic made him more and more interested in the thick brunette. His gaze drifted downward again, briefly, to her round chest. She caught him in the act and just smiled at him. "Huh," Brenda said, leaning back into her chair. "I think I'm detecting a bit of sexual chemistry here." Lucy's eyes widened, she blushed and took a sip of her drink. "Definitely detecting something. Hell, why not?" Brenda continued. "Kyle here's a fine looking man. I have no idea what he's packin', but I have no doubt he'd be willing to show you." "I... think I'd better be going," said Kyle as he began to rise from his chair. Brenda placed her hand on his arm. "Oh, I'm sorry," she said. "I get carried away when I'm drinking. Sit down a while longer." "Actually, I should go," he said. "I have a long day again tomorrow." He thanked the women for their company and walked back to his room, forgetting his jacket. The next day was the usual meetings. Otherwise Kyle kept to himself. He returned to his hotel room at a decent hour, watched some TV, awoke and repeated another day of mind-numbing meetings. He settled into his hotel room and attempted to put together his clothes for the next day. "Where's my gray jacket?" he asked himself. He picked up the phone and called to the front desk. "Anyone know anything about a lost suit coat?" the young clerk yelled to his superiors. "Just a sec. I'm gonna put my manager on, okay?" "Okay, fine." The manager's voice droned into the phone. "Someone found your jacket a couple nights ago." "Do you have it, then?" "Huh?" "I said, do you have the jacket?" "Oh, nah. You gotta call room 238. Want me to transfer you?" Kyle sighed. "Yeah, sure. Why not?" The phone began to ring, until finally a voice answered. "Hello?" "Hi. My name's Kyle, room 355. The front desk said you found my jacket." "Kyle? Hi, it's Lucy." "Lucy? Oh, Lucy. Hi. How you doin'?" "Great. They crank the AC in these rooms, so I've been using your jacket to stay warm. Hope you don't mind," she joked. "That's fine," Kyle laughed. "Can I swing by and pick it up?" "Well, it'll cost you," she flirted. "Why don't you bring a bottle of wine, and we'll make the exchange?" "Fair enough," Kyle answered. "See you in a half hour?" "I'll be here," she said, before hanging up. Kyle didn't know what to think. "Bring a bottle of wine" sounded a lot like an invitation to spend the night, but he didn't want to be too presumptuous. He decided to play it cool. He dressed down to a dark gray T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans and wandered down to the lobby to buy a bottle of wine. He tried to clear his head of images of Lucy in her low cut blouse, as his excitement was getting a bit too obvious through his jeans. He made his way to the elevator and got out on the second floor. He found room 238 and gave the door a light knock. If Lucy was playing it cool, like he was, she did it better. She wore a pair of blue jeans and a white tank top that left her arms exposed and dipped low. "Glad you made it," she said, as she took the bottle from his hand, stepped to the side to let Kyle in and looked at the bottle's label. "Ooh. Nothing but the finest lobby wine," she joked. "Best I could do on such short notice," Kyle smiled as he stepped in. Lucy returned the smile. "I see. Just couldn't wait to get here?" "That a bad thing?" "Relax, slugger. I wouldn't have invited you if I wasn't interested in having a drink with you. Did you bring a corkscrew or is it screw-top?" The pop sound of a cork was the only answer required. Kyle handed Lucy a glass and she took a sip. An hour of good conversation and an entire bottle of wine later the talking came to an abrupt stop. "You want that jacket now?" she asked. "I think I can wait." "Good," she said. "I like a guy with stamina." "I'm really not all that interested in putting more clothing on." Lucy looked into his eyes and smiled. "I'll make this easy on you. You're gonna get lucky." Kyle leaned in and kissed her. The taste of wine still permeated her lips, and their kiss quickly became more. Kyle lifted her shirt over her head and let it fall. Her body was voluptuous and chubby. She unhooked her bra and took it off to expose her full tits. She helped Kyle with his shirt and went right for his pants, anxious to see his equipment. She wasn't disappointed. As soon as she slid down his pants, his cock stood engorged, big and ready. She took off her own pants and knelt, grabbing onto his cock and stroking it slowly. "Oh, yeah. Suck my cock," Kyle said. "A little presumptuous, isn't it?" Kyle didn't quite know how to respond. Lucy smiled. "I'm fucking with you. I'm totally going to blow you." She was true to her word, drawing his dick into her mouth and sucking it. She bobbed slowly, then quickly. She let it slip from her mouth, licked its underside from the base to the tip and plunged it back in. "That feels so good," Kyle said. His approval made Lucy determined. She guided him to the bed, urging him to lie down. She removed her panties and stood before him, her curvy body entirely naked. She lied alongside is legs and began to suck him again, devouring his cock furiously. Without a knock, and almost without notice, the door opened and Brenda stepped through catching Lucy with Kyle's hard dick in her hand. "Oh... Sorry to interrupt," Brenda smiled. "By all means, enjoy." She winked, grabbed her bag and walked out of the room. Lucy looked up at Kyle. The corners of her lips crept into a devilish smile. "That is so hot," she said, climbing up, pressing her body against Kyle's and kissing him deeply. She raised her hips, so that Kyle could begin to push his rock hard cock into her wet pussy. He began to thrust into her. She was slippery, obviously aroused by Kyle. "Mmm," she said. "Fuck me." Kyle wrapped his arms around Lucy tightly and rolled until he was on top. Lucy spread her legs, allowing Kyle to push deep into her. He pumped deep and hard, Lucy's fleshy body undulating beneath him. He found the sounds and smells of their sex intoxicating, and it spurred him on as their sweat mixed together between them and their skin slid against one another. It made him fuck faster and harder, his thrusts pounding against her ample hips. "You are so fucking sexy," he said, licking around her left nipple with his tongue. "I'm so fucking close," she said. "Let me ride you." Kyle pulled out, stroking his cock in his hand as Lucy sat up from the bed. Kyle lied down and Lucy straddled him, setting herself down on his big, hard cock. Her hips bucked furiously as her moans grew and grew, until finally she screamed out in ecstasy, her pussy tightened and she all but collapsed forward. Kyle didn't miss a beat. He let her collapse to the side, guided her into a crouched position on her knees and elbows, and got behind her. Her ass was big and round. Kyle shoved himself deep into her pussy and pounded her from behind, watching her fat ass wiggle as he fucked her harder and faster. "Mmm, yes!" Lucy shouted. "Fill me!" Kyle's balls began to tighten, until he couldn't contain himself any longer. He shot his load deep into her and they both collapsed forward onto the bed. "Ohhh, yes. That was so fucking hot," said Lucy. Kyle kissed her and then laughed. "I'll have to remember to leave my jacket again." Traveler Ch. 02 Chapter 2: Wild Night Kyle packed his laptop bag at the end of his fourth and last day in San Diego for the week. He would wake up the following morning and head home for a week and then come back to San Diego to do it all over. It had been an unusual week for him, but in a welcome way. It wasn't every week he got lucky while on business. He couldn't get it out of his head, how he met Lucy and Brenda at the hotel bar on the first day of his trip and how he accidentally left his suit jacket at the table. It was a happy accident that led to him dropping by Lucy's room on the third night, having a drink or two and then engaging in a hot night of sex with the thick, busty brunette. During the event, Brenda walked in, just as Lucy was sucking Kyle's cock. She excused herself and left, but the intrusion only escalated the sex to a hotter temperature. Kyle couldn't keep his mind on business all day, thinking about Lucy's soft skin and the look on Brenda's face. "Where were you today, man?" Jeff asked. Jeff was the guy who brought Kyle in as a consultant, so it would be understandable if he were upset that Kyle was distracted from his work all day. "Sorry, Jeff. Just a bit distracted is all." "I get it, Kyle. It's been a long, mind-numbing week." Kyle smiled to himself. "I should see what Lucy's doing tonight," he thought. He looked at Jeff as he headed out the door. "See you in two weeks," he said. He headed back to the hotel, set down his bags and changed. He sat down and turned on the TV, but didn't pay attention to any of it. All he could think about was Lucy and the amazing night they had together. He hoped he could track her down. Perhaps Brenda would walk in on them again. The thought made him hard instantly. He began to rub himself through his jeans when he heard a knock at his door. If it was Lucy, he was more than ready. He approached the door and opened it. Standing outside his door was Brenda. She was older than Lucy, perhaps in her early forties, with light sandy brown hair she kept in a ponytail. She didn't wait for an invitation, but stepped through the door, taking her glasses off in a single motion, placing her other hand on the back of Kyle's neck and kissing him. She let the door fall closed and dropped her glasses on the table next to it. Kyle couldn't believe what was happening. He thought for a millisecond about asking her what was going on, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her body and pressed her against the wall, kissing her back. "Lucy can wait," he thought. His erection was evident as his body pinned hers to the wall. She took notice, working her hand down his pants and massaging his cock. Kyle freed one of his hands, unbuttoning his jeans and zipping the fly down. Clearly, Brenda was prepared to seduce him and wasn't wearing any panties. She lifted one of her legs to let her skirt slide up and guided his hard cock into her pussy. Kyle pulled on either side of her shirt, and its buttons popped open. He kissed her neck and chest as he began to fuck her. Her hands slid under his shirt and she ran her nails down his back. "Yes. Oh, yes!" she exclaimed. "You're so big. Fuck me." It didn't take her long to get to orgasm, her pussy tightening as she gripped him and screamed out. "Yes!" She pushed him back and away from her, pulled down his pants, knelt and began to suck his cock. "That feels so good," Kyle complimented. She let it slip from her lips and looked up to him, stroking his member. "This is all I've thought of since I saw it last night. If you liked Lucy, I'm gonna blow your mind tonight, stud." She sucked fast, furiously and with a great deal of skill. Kyle could feel the pressure building up within him. "I'm gonna cum," he warned. Brenda was undeterred. She took it out of her mouth, looked at him again, smiled and said, "cum in my mouth." She plunged it back in and sucked him again. Only a dozen or so bobs up and down on his cock and Kyle's balls began to tighten. He filled Brenda's mouth, and she swallowed before giving it a few more licks to clean it off. She rose to her feet and kissed him, some of his cum still in her mouth. Her tongue slipped between his lips, sharing the salty ejaculate with him. The act kept him hard for a while, and she continued to stroke him as she kissed. She parted from him and threw herself back onto the bed. "Why don't you lie down and recover, Kyle," she said. "I'm not done with you tonight." He smiled, removed his shirt and sat down. "This is the last thing I expected to be doing tonight," he said. "Not that I'm complaining." "Well," said Brenda. "I couldn't abide you presuming that Lucy was a better lay." "No, not better, but certainly different." "Did you two have fun last night?" "Yeah. Definitely." "I'll admit," Brenda began, "she is sexy. Those big tits; they had to have been fun." Kyle laughed as he pulled his pants from his ankles and cast them aside. "They were." "You gonna fuck her again?" "I hoped to." "I see. You thought it was Lucy knocking at your door... Well, I'm not young and voluptuous, but I'll definitely suck your balls dry." "I think you did. That was amazing by the way. You've clearly practiced." "Are you calling me a whore?" "Uh, I, uh." She pulled her shirt all the way open and cast it aside. "Don't worry," she said. "I'm a dirty slut. There's nothing I like more than to be fucked until I'm sore." Kyle moved in alongside her, pulling her skirt down her legs and off. She unfastened her bra and threw it away to the side of the bed. They were both completely naked and Kyle began to lick Brenda's right nipple as his hand crept down her abdomen to her pussy. He pushed two fingers in and began to massage her clit. "Ooh. So, you like slutty women," she giggled. Kyle smiled. "You started it, you fucking whore." He fucked her hole with his fingers as hard and fast as he could while she squirmed. "Oh, yes!" she cried. "Mmm." He placed her nipple between his teeth and bit gently. It sprung to attention. She pinched the other nipple with her fingers as she began to climax from Kyle's hand. Her juices dripped down his fingers while he licked and sucked on her nipple. He kept going, even after she climaxed and she cried out repeatedly, tightening over and over as she was overtaken by waves of ecstasy. He finally let his fingers slip from her and she lay there, drenched in sweat and shaking from her multiple orgasms. "You are a dirty boy, Kyle," she panted. He lightly slapped her cheek. "I'll do the name-calling, bitch," he said. "Mmm," she said, biting her lower lip with a mischievous grin. She sat up and began to crawl toward the corner of the bed. Kyle grabbed her by her hips, indicating that he had fully recovered and was ready for round two. Brenda grabbed the shallow bedpost with both hands as Kyle positioned himself behind her, shoving his engorged member deep into her still-wet pussy. He started slowly, taking her in long strokes, but built up speed, until her moaning became shaken from his impacts against her. "Yes! Yes! Fuck me!" she yelled. "Take it, you fucking whore," he prodded as he worked a finger up and down her ass crack. He worked one finger in and then another. Brenda's screams became more intense. He pulled out his fingers, reached forward and grabbed both of her wrists, pulling her hands from the bedpost and bringing both of her arms behind her back. He pulled her up by them, until she sat facing away from him on his lap. He kept her arms pinned behind her and fucked from underneath. She met his thrusts hungrily, working herself up to yet another body-shaking climax. Kyle shoved her forward onto the bed and pinned her arms again, so that her face fell to the bed, her ass in the air. He pressed the end of his cock against her asshole and worked it in. "Mmm," she said. "Violate me, you son of a bitch." He thrust deep into her ass, and fucked her as drops of sweat fell from his face onto her back. He plunged deep, his balls smacking against her spent pussy. "Beg for it, you fucking slut." "Oh, yes. Please shove your hard cock into me. I want it so bad." He released her arms, and grabbed onto her ponytail with one hand as he spanked her with the other. Brenda almost couldn't breathe. "Yes! Punish me. I need it so much." He smacked her ass again, drilling her hard from behind. His balls tightened again. He pulled out and shot streams of hot semen up her back. He pushed her head forward and fell backwards onto the bed. "Shit. That was incredible," he said. Brenda got back up and knelt on the bed facing him. "Told you," she said. "Was that better than last night?" Kyle smiled. "Certainly different." "The night is young," said Brenda. "I'm sure you could still catch Lucy if you want to make a fresh comparison," He laughed. "I'm not sure I have anything left." "Maybe tomorrow, then?" "Going home tomorrow," he replied, "but I'll be back in two weeks." "Sadly, we won't be here," said Brenda. "You'll have to find some other way to pass the time on your next visit." Traveler Ch. 03 Chapter 3: Joining Monica A week had passed since Kyle was last in San Diego. He was certain that this business trip wouldn't be quite the exciting time the last one was. He recalled how he met Lucy and Brenda at the hotel bar and accidentally left his suit jacket at their table. It became the perfect scenario when Lucy, a sultry, thick and busty brunette called him to drop by her room so she could return it, leading to a drink, leading to a hot night of sex. Her business partner and roommate, Brenda, accidentally walked in on the event, excusing herself, but leaving Lucy hotter from the intrusion. It would have been exciting enough, but the following day, after work, it was Brenda who knocked on Kyle's door. She was older and not voluptuous like Lucy was, but she was vivacious and forward. The sex was fast and rough, concluding his last trip to San Diego with a wild bang. "Back to business as usual," thought Kyle, as he packed up after his first day of business meetings. "Time to head back to the hotel, write some notes, throw down some bar food and fall asleep watching sitcom reruns." "Nice work today, Kyle," said Jeff as he walked into the conference room to retrieve his notes. Jeff was the guy who brought Kyle in to consult, which made him his primary point of contact. "Thanks, Jeff," he replied. "I aim to please." Jeff smiled. "So I hear. I just found out that you are acquainted with our accounting consultants." "You're kidding," Kyle lifted an eyebrow. "Who?" "You know Brenda and Lucy. I had lunch with Brenda yesterday, and she said that she and Lucy were staying at your hotel." Kyle hid his nerves. "Oh... Yeah, I met them last time I was here. Nice ladies." Jeff laughed. "Yeah. Yeah they are. Anyway, what are your plans for dinner? Monica and I are going to grill out by the pool. We'd love it if you decided to join us." "Wow. I actually hadn't planned on anything, so sure. When should I be there?" Kyle stopped by his hotel to change before driving to Jeff and Monica's house at 7:00. He knocked on the door and waited for Jeff to open it. Instead, an attractive, tan woman with shoulder-length black hair greeted him. She wore a black bikini and a sheer sarong from her waist. "You must be Kyle," she politely smiled, standing to the side and inviting him in. "I'm Monica. Jeff's already out by the pool. I'm almost done getting the food ready. I'll be out in a minute." "Thanks," Kyle said, watching her perfect hips sway as she walked toward the kitchen. He made his way out to the patio/pool area and announced his presence to Jeff. "Glad you could make it, Jeff. Beer?" "Sure." Jeff popped the cap off a bottle and handed it to Kyle. "So, what do you think?" "About what?" "What do you think of Monica?" "Oh... She's nice." Jeff laughed. "Yeah, she is. Come on. She's hot." "Well... yeah. I mean, yeah. Good job with that," Kyle laughed nervously. "Don't worry about it, Kyle. My wife is very aware of the effect she has on men." Kyle took a drink. "Doesn't bother you?" "Nope. I'm maybe a bit unusual that way. I like it when people give her the attention she deserves." "And boy, do I deserve it," Monica's voice intruded. She set down the last salad bowl and motioned for Jeff and Kyle to have a seat. The conversation began as ordinary business talk, which became office rumors. Eventually, Jeff brought up his accounting consultants. "Brenda... What a dirty girl!" Monica exclaimed. "Damn," said Jeff. "Don't I know it?" Kyle looked confused, which made Monica laugh. She put her hand on her husband's leg. "He doesn't know what you're talking about, Jeff." Jeff finished sipping from his beer. "I fucked her." "Who? Brenda?" "Yep. She was a wild ride, man." "What, like before you met Monica?" Monica laughed, clearly having fun at her guest's expense. "About a month ago, right Jeff?" "About. Also two other times before that." "Wow," said Kyle. "And you're completely cool with that, Monica?" "What do I care? Brenda's not the type to try to steal my man. She's just looking for a fuck toy... and my man can fuck." "It doesn't bother you at all?" "Nope. Brenda's good for some crazy shit. It gets Jeff hard, which gets me, just... mmm." "Oh, come on, Kyle," said Jeff. "You know how Brenda is." "You, uh... You know about that?" "She says nothing but good things. She also says you rocked Lucy's world... good call, tapping that. Big ass. Nice cushy lay." "Did you fuck her too?" "No, so you'll have to tell me how that was." "It was..." "It's alright," said Monica. "You don't need to be shy about stuff like that here. We're kind of, well... perverts," she laughed, causing Jeff to do the same. "In that case," said Kyle, "Lucy was sexy as hell in bed. Her pussy was..." "Oh, come on, Kyle. You can't leave us hanging," said Jeff. "Really damn wet. Hot too. Huge tits. They bounced a lot while I was fucking her." Monica looked Kyle up and down, taking note that he was beginning to get a little hard with all of the sexually charged conversation. "We don't want to make our guest too uncomfortable on his first visit, Jeff," she said. "Where are you from, Kyle?" The conversation became a lot more typical for the remainder of the meal. "Terrific dinner, Monica," Kyle complimented as the meal wound down. "You think that tasted good?" asked Monica. "You should taste her pussy," Jeff joked. Monica smiled at Jeff as she began to take dishes back inside. Kyle laughed. "Well, not what I was expecting." Jeff clinked his bottle to Kyle's. "Here's to the unexpected. So, you gonna stick around? Try out the hot tub?" "Thanks, Jeff, but I probably ought to take care of some things." "Suit yourself," said Jeff. He picked up some dishes and walked toward the house as Monica was walking out. He whispered something into her ear, kissed her and proceeded into the house. Monica continued toward Kyle. "Care to join me in the hot tub?" "Oh, I can't." "Really? Oh no. You really should stay. We don't have guests over that much and we've had a lot of fun with you. Are you sure you can't be persuaded?" she asked, nonchalantly removing her sarong. She grabbed another beer, popped the cap and handed it to Kyle. "See? Now you have to stick around." Kyle smiled. "You're very persuasive." She stepped into the hot tub and sat down. "Kyle, you have no idea." Kyle walked in to change into his trunks. He grabbed his beer bottle on the way back out the door and stepped into the hot tub without realizing that Monica had removed her bikini top. He tried to hide his surprise, but Monica knew. "So," said Kyle. "Do you usually go bare like this?" "Do you usually get this hard in a hot tub?" she countered. It was pretty obvious, and Kyle didn't know how to react. "Listen, I probably ought to just, cut my losses here and..." "And do what?" Monica pressed. "Tell Jeff that you had to leave because his wife's body makes you hard?" "I don't really know what to say." Monica drifted over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her tits against his chest. "Say you want to fuck me." "Monica. Jeff is right in there. I could get fired." "Kyle, you're just not getting the picture," she said. "You're here because Jeff wants you to fuck me, so say it." Kyle relaxed and looked into Monica's eyes. "I want to fuck you." Monica kissed him, her tongue slipping between his lips. She pulled down Kyle's trunks until his cock popped up, hard and ready. She rose up out of the water to pull off her bikini bottom, placing her bare chest right in front of Kyle's face. He licked her left nipple as he massaged her perfect C-cup breast. She drifted back downward, grabbing onto his cock. "Ah, ah. Not yet," she said. She guided him up from the water so that he sat upon the edge of the hot tub, ran her fingers down his chest and stomach to his cock. She grabbed hold, stroking it in her hand as she leaned in with her head to lick the end of it. "Mmm," she moaned. "You have a nice cock." Her head bobbed up and down on his cock as his head drifted backward and his eyes closed, enjoying the sensation. "Can she suck a cock or what?" Jeff's voice intruded. Kyle almost fell over backward, startled by the interruption. Monica was unfazed and continued to lick and suck on Kyle's engorged member. "Uh, yeah," Kyle said, turning his head toward the direction of the voice. Jeff stepped into the hot tub. He was fully naked and fully erect. "Hope you don't mind, Kyle. Watching my wife do what she does best is one of my favorite things." Kyle was too distracted by the fantastic blowjob Monica was giving him to object. "Monica, you do realize your husband's here, right?" Monica gave Kyle one long suck all the way up to the tip before replying. "Mmm-hmm." She drifted over to Jeff, grabbed his cock, looked over at Kyle seductively and began to suck her husband's dick. "What the hell am I doing here?" Kyle asked himself. It was a moot point. Leaving would do nothing to change the course of the evening's events. Besides, the scene was arousing to say the least. He watched as Monica licked and slurped Jeff. "It's okay, man," the husband said. "I don't mind if you want to stroke to this." Kyle nodded, grabbed his cock and began to slowly work his hand up and down, while watching Monica skillfully suck on Jeff's big cock. Monica stood, stepped out of the hot tub and grabbed Kyle by the hand. "This part will be a lot better in the bedroom," she said. Jeff followed, grabbing three towels and handing the other two to Kyle and Monica. "You two go ahead. I'll be in soon." Monica led Kyle to the center of the bedroom and began to kiss Kyle passionately. "I am so glad Jeff invited you. I'm going to love being fucked by you." She kissed down his chest and then knelt before him, giving his cock a nice slow suck. Jeff entered the room and stepped close to her. She grabbed his cock in her hand and began to stroke it as she worked her lips over Kyle's erection. She grabbed the base of Kyle's cock as she switched, sucking her husband. "Mmm," she moaned. "Two beautiful cocks." She urged Kyle closer while continuing to suck on Jeff. "Don't be shy, baby," she said as she switched again. Kyle was in a blowjob-induced trance. He barely noticed as Monica drew the two cocks closer together until she could suck both of them. At first she alternated from one to the other, then she touched them together, sucking the heads at the same time. Kyle thought for sure he would be wierded out by the experience, but he was too aroused by the black-haired wife to let it be ruined. "Oh, yes," Kyle let slip. "Mmm," said Monica. "I think it's time that one of you put it in my pussy." She climbed up and knelt on the bed, her perfect ass bent to allow Kyle. She grabbed Kyle's cock and guided it into her pussy. He began to fuck her. "Mmm. Isn't she the best piece of ass?" Jeff prodded. "Oh yeah," Kyle replied. "Yeah. Fuck her. Fuck my wife's hot pussy." "Mmm. She feels so good." Jeff climbed up, running his hand up Monica's back to her head and put his cock in her mouth. Sweat dripped from Kyle as he plunged deep into Monica. "Yes. Suck that big cock while I fuck you," he said. "I have a better idea," said Jeff, he leaned over her body, putting two fingers to her asshole. He massaged it until his fingers slid in. Monica writhed with pleasure. Monica leaned forward until Kyle's cock was no longer in her pussy. He was totally caught off guard when Jeff grabbed Kyle's cock and guided it to Monica's ass. He ran the cockhead down her crack and pushed it into her tight hole. Kyle continued to push until he was buried to the base in Monica's ass. She leaned back, and raised herself into an upright position. Jeff came along front and licked her right nipple before pressing himself against her and gliding his cock into her wet pussy. Moans of ecstasy filled the room as the three bodies moved together, their fucking growing faster and more intense. Monica had begun to orgasm and was bucking wildly. "Oh, I'm gonna cum," said Kyle. "Me too," said Jeff. It happened almost simultaneously as the men released their loads into Monica and the three collapsed to the side onto the bed. "Mmm, so glad you decided to join us, tonight," Monica smiled. "We simply must do it again sometime." Traveler Ch. 04 Chapter 4: Sharing Shannon Kyle's trips to San Diego seemed to be getting more and more exciting. He hadn't expected this week to be quite as thrilling as his previous trip, when he fucked a sexy, voluptuous brunette and then her older, vivacious business partner the following day. He was wrong. This trip had proven to be just as wild. The first day, his business contact, Jeff invited him to his house, where Kyle met Monica, Jeff's attractive wife. The dinner turned into a hot evening fucking Monica and sharing her with Jeff. It was an experience Kyle never would have dreamed of. It was far more enjoyable than he expected. The next day was hum-drum by comparison, and by the third day, Kyle was beginning to think his crazy adventure was done and he could expect nothing more than weeks of mind-numbing meetings. "So, Kyle," said Jeff as he was packing up after his last meeting. "I'm glad you came the other day." Kyle looked at him blankly before cracking a smile. "Sorry," said Jeff. "I couldn't resist." "I had a really good time," replied Kyle. "Good, because Monica hasn't stopped talking about you and I'm wondering if you're interested in a little one-on-one with her tonight." Kyle found it difficult not to get too excited. "I think I'd..." "I can see you're interested. I'll set it up. I'm inviting Shannon from our Seattle office and I'll be entertaining her tonight. Monica can expect you tonight, then?" "I... Yes. What time?" Kyle arrived at 8:00 and Monica greeted him at the front door wearing nothing but a translucent robe. She leaned forward and kissed him, then grabbed his hand and led him inside. He could hear sounds coming from the living room. It was the sound of a woman moaning. Monica smiled. "That's Shannon. Jeff is fucking her right now. Want to see?" She didn't wait for an answer and led Kyle to the living room doorway. Jeff knelt at one end of the couch, his big cock sliding in and out of a blonde woman. Shannon looked to be in her mid twenties. Her hair was cut to the top of her neck and curled in different directions. On her left arm, from the shoulder to the elbow, she sported an intricate tattoo. She moaned and cried out as Jeff furiously pumped her pussy. Kyle's cock was at full attention. Monica took notice. She knelt and unfastened his pants, grabbing hold of his erection and beginning to suck it. Kyle watched Shannon's sexy body wriggle as Jeff thrust into her and sucked on her nipples. "Oh, yes!" she cried. "Fuck me." Monica stood and began to unbutton Kyle's shirt. "Now that you're horny, maybe we should move this into the bedroom," she said. Kyle followed her to the bedroom, where she dropped her robe and lied on her back. He finished unbuttoning his shirt, cast it to the side and proceeded to remove his pants. He climbed onto the bed between Monica's spread legs, kissed her and worked his cock into her pussy. "Mmm," she said, running her fingers down his back and grabbing his ass. She held on as Kyle fucked. "Your cock feels so good inside me." Kyle alternated between fast and slow thrusts, letting his hands wander across Monica's skin. The sound of Jeff and Shannon's fucking in the living room had died down, but Monica's panting and moaning filled the bedroom. "You are so hot," said Kyle as he repeatedly slid in and out. He could feel Monica's body tense, even as his own began to. They climaxed simultaneously, and Kyle closed his eyes, allowing the sensation to linger. The sound of clapping broke him from his trance. He looked to the door, where Shannon stood, entirely nude, applauding lightly with a grin upon her face. "Mmm. Good work, you two," she commented. "You like that, Shannon?" Monica asked as Kyle pulled out of her. "Not quite as much as I enjoyed being fucked by your husband," countered the sexy blonde. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," said Monica, biting her lower lip. "It seems you owe me one." Kyle watched as Shannon walked over to Monica, who sat up. Shannon reached out with her hands, letting her fingers trail down Monica's chest and over her nipples. "I hope that means what I think it means," said the blonde. Monica reached up and ran her hand along the side of Shannon's breast. "You're so fucking gorgeous, Shannon. I can see why Jeff wanted to fuck you." Shannon leaned down and kissed Monica. Kyle watched intently as the two women seemed to fall together in gentle slow motion back onto the bed. Their tongues battled between their joined mouths, and their hands roamed freely, exploring each other's feminine curves. Kyle had always wanted to watch two women have sex, up close and personal. It didn't disappoint. The women rolled, Monica ending up on top of Shannon. The black-haired woman kissed down Shannon's neck and sucked on her nipples, one by one. She kept her hands on her breasts and continued downward, over her abdomen, as Shannon's legs parted. Monica teased Shannon's clit with her tongue and then just dove in, furiously lapping and slurping, making sure to put pressure on Shannon's clit whenever possible. It was like pressing a button. Shannon's body wiggled and she panted. "Oh, baby, yes!" Kyle watched Shannon climax and Monica climbed up the blonde's body to kiss her. Seeing that Kyle had recovered and was fully erect, she beckoned him over. The two women sat up. Monica grabbed onto Kyle's cock and sucked on it. She pulled her lips to the end, smiled at Shannon and held it for her to have a suck. "Mmm. Nice cock," the other woman commented before she slid her lips onto it. Monica nuzzled her way in and Shannon let Monica share. Shannon sucked the end while Monica licked up the underside of his shaft. Kyle couldn't believe how good it felt. Monica began to nibble on Shannon's earlobe, playfully. The hot blonde turned her attention to her black-haired counterpart and joined her in a passionate lesbian kiss. Monica drifted backward and, as she did, Shannon kissed down her neck and over her perfect breasts. As she approached her pussy, Monica began to pant. "Kyle, I think Shannon's pussy needs something in it." Shannon held her finger to Monica's clit. "Yes," said the blonde. "Put your big, hard cock inside me." Kyle wasted no time, positioning himself behind Shannon and pressing his hard dick deep into her waiting pussy. She moaned into Monica's pussy as she lapped at it with her tongue. Each of Kyle's thrusts pushed Shannon's body forward and intensified the oral sex she gave to Monica. It brought the black-haired woman to climax very quickly. She sat up and guided Shannon to disengage from Kyle's cock long enough to switch positions. The blonde faced Kyle, straddling his lap and letting his cock slide in. Her face was wet from licking Monica's pussy and as she kissed him, he could taste the sweet juice of Monica's arousal. Monica went behind Kyle and ran her hands over his body as he fucked Shannon. Kyle and Shannon were both very close to orgasm. "Oh, yes," said Monica. "Fuck her with that big hard cock. Cum inside her." With that, Shannon let out a scream of pleasure and Kyle shot his load. "Wow," said Kyle. "I have to say, Monica. No one knows how to treat a guest like you do." Monica winked at him. "Just wait until next time. Things will get a whole lot more interesting." Traveler Ch. 05 Chapter 5: Unexpected Pleasure Kyle awoke in a room that clearly wasn't his hotel room, but became quickly recognizable to him as he began to come to his senses. It was Monica's bedroom, still tousled from another crazy night. In general, Kyle's business trips to San Diego were becoming quite interesting, more so this week. His main contact in San Diego, Jeff, invited Kyle over for dinner the first day of the week. Kyle accepted and met Monica, Jeff's wife. That evening had taken an unexpected turn and Kyle wound up sharing the black-haired beauty with his business associate. It was a wild and enjoyable evening. So, when Jeff invited Kyle again two days later to enjoy some one-on-one time with Monica, he jumped at the chance. After enjoying some uninterrupted sex with Monica, the one-on-one time turned into much more. A sexy blonde named Shannon, who Jeff had already finished with that night, joined Monica and Kyle for a threesome. The evening left Kyle spent. Without the energy to drive back to the hotel, Kyle fell asleep. Kyle sat up in the bed and looked around for his clothes. He slipped on his jeans and wandered out to the kitchen, where Jeff and Monica sat and ate a leisurely breakfast. "Did you enjoy fucking my wife?" Jeff asked. Kyle smiled and laughed. "I'm not sure I can ever get used to questions liked that, but yes. Yes I did. Where's Shannon?" "Shannon had to catch a plane back to Seattle," said Monica as she stood and kissed him. "Sit down and join us for breakfast." "I would, but I have to get back to the hotel and change before work," replied Kyle. Jeff laughed. "You're not feeling well today, Kyle." "I'm not?" "Nope. You have a cold. Don't worry, I have a stomach thing," Jeff said, wolfing down a huge bite of pancakes. Monica laughed. "You're a sick man, alright." Kyle decided not to argue with calling in sick. He sat back and enjoyed a lengthy breakfast, helped clean up and played Jeff in a couple sets of Tennis, in which he was clearly outmatched. It was almost noon by the time they decided to wander back inside for a drink. They sipped and chatted for a while until Kyle caught a glimpse of Monica's naked body. She walked past the kitchen, down the hall and into the master shower. She motioned with her finger to follow. "Seems my wife can't get enough of you," Jeff commented. "She actually didn't say which on of us she wanted," Kyle replied. Jeff smiled, patted Kyle on the shoulder and the two followed the sexy black-haired woman to the shower. The water ran over her naked body as the two men began to remove their clothes. Kyle felt a momentary awkwardness, but reminded himself that it wouldn't be the first time they were all naked around each other. That alone was unusual, as Kyle wasn't normally in the habit of involving another man in his sexual experiences. He guessed that Jeff must have shared his wife with other men before, but that didn't make it any more commonplace for Kyle. Jeff removed his final articles of clothing and began to walk toward the shower. Kyle watched as the man stepped in with his wife and began to kiss her. Jeff was built similarly to Kyle and kept fairly fit. His cock was about the same length as Kyle's and perhaps a little wider. He had a difficult time not watching as it rose to attention for Monica and she began to stroke it in her hand. Kyle finished stripping and stepped into the shower. The sexy wife wasted no time and took his cock in her other hand. She worked both cocks slowly for a while until she was satisfied that she had both men in a suitably pliable position. She ceased her stroking and lathered soap onto Jeff's chest and torso. She turned and did the same for Kyle. She eased the men toward each other. "Now," she said, "reach out and clean each other." "Huh?" said Kyle. "Touch him," she insisted. "Indulge me." Jeff looked from Monica to Kyle and stepped forward, placing his palms on his chest and rubbing in the soap. "My wife can be rather insistent," he said. Kyle fought with himself, not knowing whether to object or stay put. Unable to think clearly, he went with it as Jeff's hands ran down his torso and over his sides. Kyle reached out and rubbed the soap into Jeff's chest and torso. As Jeff's soapy hands reached around to Kyle's back, it brought their bodies closer and Kyle noticed himself becoming harder. His erection rubbed against Jeff's and the two men froze, unsure what to do next. Monica leaned against the shower wall, rubbing her clit. "This is so hot," she said. "Just touch each other." Kyle couldn't quite believe what was happening, but he kept telling himself it was just a little harmless game to bring Monica to another stage of arousal. Jeff reached down and grabbed onto Kyle's cock, stroking it in his soapy hand. It felt great. Kyle let his hands roam over Jeff's body, down his shoulders, over his back and onto his ass. Their bodies pressed together and Monica moaned as she masturbated. Kyle looked up from Jeff's body and found the man staring him in the face, a surprising look on his face. He leaned forward and kissed Kyle. The entire day's events were unexpected and certainly not what Kyle was used to, but he was surprised by how turned on he had become. There he was, his hands roaming over another man's body as he kissed him. It was so forbidden, so hot. Monica screamed out in pleasure as she brought herself to climax. Clearly the sight of her husband and another man had done the trick. "Yes," she prodded. "Fuck. Enjoy each other." Kyle gave into it and Jeff kissed down his chest and abdomen. He knelt, stroking Kyle's hard cock in front of his face. He licked the end, which made Kyle shudder. Jeff slid his lips over the end of Kyle's dick and began to suck. It felt so good. Kyle ran his fingers through Jeff's hair as his head bobbed up and down, his lips sliding over the surface of Kyle's shaft. "I can't believe this is happening," whispered Kyle. Monica's eyes followed the action. "Believe it," she said. "This is so hot." Her arousal motivated Jeff, who stood and guided Kyle toward Monica, all the while stroking Kyle's hard member. He lifted Monica's thigh, positioned Kyle's cock head to enter her wet pussy and guided it in. Extremely hard from the unexpectedly sexy blowjob Jeff had given him, Kyle pushed deep into Monica. She draped her arms over his shoulders and moaned as he glided in and out of her. Jeff stepped behind Kyle and ran his hands down his back. He pressed his body to him, his skin sliding freely against Kyle's as the water from the shower dripped down their naked frames. He kissed the back of his neck as Kyle continued to please Monica's wet cunt. Her screams of pleasure echoed through the shower. Kyle's moans joined them and he could feel the pressure of Jeff's erection against him. Jeff slid the end of his cock up and down Kyle's crack. Neither man could have seen this day's events turning out this way. Kyle pushed deeper into Monica as Jeff's persistent cock teased at his asshole. He couldn't help it. He wanted to know what it felt like. He wanted Jeff to fuck him. He eased his buttocks and let his hips drift backward. Jeff pushed against him. It was an unfamiliar sensation made pleasurable by the feeling of Monica's pussy. Jeff worked his way in and before long he was working his long shaft in and out of Kyle's ass. "Mmm, yes," said Monica. "Fuck him." Every word she uttered was incentive to Jeff, and he intensified his thrusts. The combined sensations of fucking Monica and being fucked by Jeff overwhelmed Kyle. "Oh, yes!" he cried out. "Fuck me. That feels so good." The sweat of their exertion mixed with the drops of water that ran down their bodies as the threesome fucked furiously toward climax. Jeff drove deep into Kyle. "I'm gonna cum!" he shouted. "Me too," Kyle and Monica said simultaneously, laughing a moment. Monica grabbed Kyle's head between her hands and pulled his lips to hers as the three perched on the edge of orgasm. Jeff released as Kyle shot his load into the black-haired Monica. She panted as her muscles tightened and she came. Kyle didn't remember ever being so exhausted from sex. The three used the shower to clean themselves up, dried off, grabbed robes and wandered into the kitchen. They laughed and ate, Kyle not quite knowing what to say. He had never had an encounter like it before. Never in a million years did he think he would willingly have sex with another man, let alone enjoy it, but Monica and Jeff had a way of pushing him to his limit. "I'm surprised, Kyle," said Jeff. "I never would have pegged you as being willing like that." "Yeah," Kyle laughed. "Neither would I." "You mean," began Monica, "that was your first time too?" "Too?!" exclaimed Kyle. "I figured, knowing you two, you had to have done this before." "Nope," Jeff shook his head. "Never." "I'm shocked. Ever thought about it before?" asked Kyle. "Monica's been trying to get me to do this for a while," replied Jeff. Kyle smiled. "What changed your mind?" "I don't know," Jeff smiled back. "I guess you just had an effect on me." Kyle's cock began to rise. "I know what you mean." "So Kyle," asked Monica. "Did you enjoy having my husband's cock deep inside you?" "I actually... enjoyed it." "Don't get yourself too worked up, Kyle," said Monica. "I'm exhausted. You've finished this pussy for the day. I'll clean up the kitchen. Why don't you boys go get dressed?" Jeff and Kyle left the table and wandered back to the bedroom that was still in shambles from the night before. Kyle looked around to find his shirt and picked it up from the corner of the bed. "I'm surprised you can still walk, Kyle," said Jeff. "I didn't exactly go easy on you." "It didn't hurt after I relaxed a bit." "Oh yeah?" asked Jeff. "How did it feel?" Kyle looked over and smiled. He dropped the shirt on the ground, pulled on the belt of Jeff's robe until it fell open, let his hands slide around his waist and pulled himself close, kissing him deeply. He dropped his own robe and Jeff responded, letting his hands roam over Kyle's body. "I can't believe we're doing this," he said. Kyle guided him to the bed and urged him to lie down. Jeff instinctively let his legs part and relaxed his buttocks. His hard cock lied against his abdomen and he stroked it as Kyle worked his shaft deep into Jeff's ass. He kissed him again. "This feels so good." "I want you," Kyle said as he fucked Jeff. He worked in and out as his hands rubbed against the man. After minutes Kyle could no longer contain himself and he came into Jeff. Jeff's cock sprung upward as Kyle lifted up off of his body. Kyle teased the end of it with his lips and then began to suck the large erection. Jeff moaned, holding off as long as he could before releasing his load into Kyle's mouth. Kyle's novice mouth did its best to contain the salty cum. He licked it up, swallowing Jeff's load. Monica stood by the door, smiling at the two. "There's a first time for everything, I suppose. I hope you're coming back to San Diego, Kyle. Next time we have a dinner party, I have a few friends I'd like you to meet." Traveler Ch. 06 Chapter 6: Taking Ashley It always felt a bit strange to come back to the home office after being in San Diego for a week. Kyle couldn't help but feel like he was a bit disconnected from his office and that he was that guy who goes there, not one of the day-to-day-ers. Kyle's boss, Linda, organized a bit of an office outing each month to make sure everyone was socially acquainted and aware of the big projects that were going on all over the organization, but he really wasn't looking forward to it. He hadn't had much sleep during his latest trip to San Diego. In fact, his last two trips to San Diego were surprisingly tiring. Trying to socialize with a bunch of people he barely knew didn't seem like fun. It seemed like more work... and he still had a whole day of work before that. Thankfully, as he walked through the doors, Ashley was there at the receptionist desk, smiling, happy, cute, and pleasant in a sea of stress. She was one of the only people with whom Kyle could be comfortably friendly at his office. Ashley's job was a bit of a catch-all. She helped run numbers, played gopher for Linda, organized travel arrangements, and did pretty much whatever she was told; the typical fresh-out-of-college job, even if she had been doing the job for three years. Ashley was something Kyle liked to think of as nerd-hot. It wasn't just the glasses. She never dressed up for work, preferred a pair of beat-up converse and a girly t-shirt to what women usually wore to work, and her red hair always seemed like it had been pulled up in a rush. She was into rock and action movies but managed to avoid the tattoos and piercings that so often seemed like the uniform of her generation. Her body was fleshy enough to accentuate her youthful curves, giving her a chubby, but not plump look. She never seemed to mind, to stress about dieting or exercise. Still, Kyle found something sexy in how she behaved, and how she mock-flirted with him. "Heyyy, handsome," she smiled. "Welcome back." "Thanks, Ashley. Everything fall apart while I was away?" Kyle winked. "Only my dreams," Ashley giggled before giving him an actual hug. Kyle tried not to drop his suitcase, brief case, and coat as he struggled to keep his balance. "How are the wedding plans going?" "Weeeell," She half-smiled as she let him go, "they're not going. You know?" Kyle regained his balance. "I'm sorry to hear that, Ashley. You okay?" "Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. But if I ask you to fill out a few forms later, don't think I'm hitting on you or anything." "Oh, don't worry," he smirked. "You can hit on me if it makes you feel better." Ashley laughed. "In that case, drop by the west conference room at five, and I'll hit you with a stack of documents. How about that?" "Five? Can it be earlier?" Kyle asked. "Doesn't Linda's big outing start at five over at McMillen's?" "Linda has me finishing a bunch of reports for her until then, so it has to be five o'clock," Ashley replied. "Don't worry. It's just a few forms and questions. No one's gonna care if we're fifteen minutes late." Kyle adjusted the strap of his briefcase. "Okay, that's cool then. See you," he said as he began to head for his desk. "Welcome home," said Ashley. Kyle smiled, set his stuff down at a workstation he never bothered to decorate, plugged in and reviewed his notes. - - - That was a week ago. Kyle leaned back in bed, lit only with the glow of suburban San Diego houses seen in the distance through a floor to ceiling window that looked out on a backyard pool. The satin sheets of the bed covered the lower half of his naked body. "So," he said. "I almost forgot to tell you what happened to me last week, back home." The muffled voice of someone trying to sleep managed to sound out "Mmm-hmm." Remember that girl Ashley from my office I told you about?" The soft sheets against his skin made an erection a near certainty as he began to tell what had happened at the end of that first day back home. - - - Kyle had almost forgotten about his meeting with Ashley until he was packing up his computer. He set his jacket back down and headed down to the west conference room. Sure enough, Ashley was setting out some papers on the conference table. It was mostly the usual stuff, expense reports and account documentation. He gladly filled them out as he and Ashley joked and she filled him in on all of the office gossip. "I know I'm not here much," said Kyle, "but all of those rumors are probably just people's imaginations, especially the one about Fredrickson, over in billing." "Well, you never know. You know?" Ashley winked. "Guess not. You headed to the party now?" he asked. "For example," Ashley seemed to ignore Kyle's question, "I had a really interesting conversation the last time I reconciled billing with your client." "Okay," said Kyle. "I've never heard the words 'interesting conversation' in the same sentence as 'billing,' but I'll bite. What was it about?" "Well, my contact was one of the accounting consultants," Ashley continued. "Brenda Lewis." Kyle's face suddenly became flush. "Yeah," he coughed. "I, uh. I know Brenda." Ashley shook her head and smiled. "Come on, Kyle." "Come on, what?" "Please, it's me you're talking to." "So?" "So, you fucked her." "Listen, Ashley," Kyle began to stand up. "Please don't tell Linda about it. It was just one night. It never happened again and I didn't know at the time that she or Lucy worked with Jeff." Ashley bit her lower lip. "Who's Lucy, Kyle?" Kyle covered his face. "You slut," Ashley laughed. "So which one was first, Casanova?" "Lucy." Ashley walked to the door, peeked out through the narrow opening to make sure no one was listening in, and then shut the door to make sure they had privacy. "So, Shannon too?" "How in the world did you find out about Shannon?" Kyle yelled into a whisper. Ashley giggled. "The same way I found out that you have -- How did she put it? -- 'a nice, big cock.'" "I'm glad she approved," Kyle shook his head. "Remind me to give her a spanking if I ever see her again." Ashley bit her nail. "Look forward to hearing that story." "Well," said Kyle, as he walked slowly toward her. "I'd be glad to give you a story of your own." Ashley couldn't keep from running the tips of her fingers over the tops of her breasts. "I. I don't know." Kyle's hands slipped onto her waist. "You don't know what, Ashley? Seems like you know an awful lot." "Not nearly enough," she breathed as Kyle's lips pressed to hers. She was clearly worked up. Her hands tugged at his belt almost immediately. She removed her glasses and kissed him again, biting his lower lip and reaching down his pants to grab onto his mostly-erect dick. The sexual tension of almost three years of play-flirting was going to release explosively, and neither Ashley nor Kyle was interested in taking their time. She pulled down his pants and boxers, grabbed tightly to his member, stroking it until it was fully erect. Ashley got onto her knees, secretly taken to another level of arousal due to the submissive position. Her lips slid over the end of his cock, licking its underside and beginning to work it in and out while stroking the base. Kyle had difficulty holding out, but Ashley's eagerness told him he wouldn't need to. The head of his dick throbbed, his balls tightened and he let out a moan that told Ashley what was about to happen. It made her move faster, and certainly paid off, as Kyle released, shooting his cum into Ashley's waiting mouth. Kyle and Ashley got themselves put back together, laughed about what had just happened and decided to meet up with the rest of the office at McMillen's. The office party was the usual waste of time; tables covered in appetizers, and people trying to find anything at all to discuss other than work, and then giving in to conversations about email habits. By three hours in, Ashley had been sure to get into the booth seat immediately next to Kyle. She reached under the table, finding Kyle's cock and sliding her hand over it through his pants. "So, Ashley," Kyle said. "I heard you moved recently." "Huh," she replied. "I don't know who you heard that from. I still live on Chestnut Drive. You know, walking distance from here." Both knew what that meant. Ashley slipped out because she 'left something in her car.' Kyle made the quickest, obligatory small talk he could with his boss, Linda, and then apologized for yawning. "I always forget how much you consultants are on your feet," Linda commented. "It's obvious you're just desperate for bed." "Thanks for understanding," Kyle said before slipping out to meet Ashley at the nearest corner. The walk, though short, seemed to take too long, and by the time Ashley got the door open, the two became a frantic tangle of arms and clothes. Her wet lips never seemed to leave his, even as the clothes fell, one by one, to the floor. Kyle's hands glided over the soft, youthful flesh of Ashley's now naked hips. Her skin smelled like peaches. They fell back onto the bed. The nipples of her ample tits responded to his tongue as he sucked on them. His mouth quickly found a new target as he grabbed Ashley by her spread legs, lifting her hips off of the bed and burying his face in the musky, wet scent of her pussy. "That feels so fucking good," she moaned, "Oh, yes." Her hips began to buck wildly and Kyle had difficulty keeping them still. He could tell that Ashley was building to something big. Sure enough, an explosion of feminine arousal bathed his lips and tongue, dripping down his chin. Kyle climbed up, kissing Ashley passionately. He worked his hard cock into her still-dripping hole and began to fuck her furiously. Ashley was overcome. She could barely concentrate in her ecstasy-induced stupor. She climaxed again, kissed Kyle and breathed "Cum on me." No convincing was necessary. Kyle pulled out of her pussy, and stroked himself over Ashley's generous, fleshy breasts. His eruption was more substantial than he had bargained for. By the time he had finished shooting his load it was across her face, into her red hair and all across her chest. - - - "After that, we were both so fucking exhausted, we just collapsed," Kyle explained. The bed sheets, his naked skin and the recollection of his time with Ashley had all done their jobs. His erection was unmistakable and he found himself unable to keep still. A hand from the other side of the bed reached down the covers and began to stroke Kyle's cock. "That's a hot fucking story." "Jeff, you have no idea," Kyle commented, looking over to lust-filled eyes. "Her smell alone was intoxicating." Jeff slid closer, putting his other hand on the back of Kyle's neck and pulling him in to kiss him. Their lips parted but their skin still pressed together. Kyle laughed. "This takes a lot of getting used to," he said. Jeff smiled back. "Your fault, asshole. If you didn't get me so fucking horny we'd just watch TV." He kissed down Kyle's chest and stomach, stroking his cock in front of his face before licking the tip gently. Kyle moaned and Jeff responded, sliding his lips over the engorged dick. The dimly lit room was quiet save for the slippery sounds of a blowjob and Kyle's elevated breathing. Jeff climbed back up Kyle and the two pressed close, kissing and running their hands all over their naked bodies. Their cocks rubbed together, renewing the intensity of their erections. Jeff turned. He knelt and offered his ass to Kyle. Kyle got on his knees behind him and pressed the head of his dick to Jeff's ass. It was a slow process, but Kyle managed to work his way in and fuck Jeff from behind. He leaned forward reaching around to Jeff's cock and stroking it. The fucking and stroking and moaning went on for a long time before Kyle quickened the pace, his sweat dripping down his body, the beads glistening in the dim light. Their fucking intensified, with Jeff pushing back against him until Kyle finally came. Jeff slid off, grabbing his own hard cock and turning to Kyle. Kyle laid back, his head on the pillow, his mouth open. Jeff pressed the head of his cock to Kyle's lips and shot a load of hot cum into his mouth. Jeff fell backward and the two lied still, spent from their sex. "See what happens when you tell me about your sexual conquests?" Jeff breathed. "I think you waited all week to tell me that story, so you could get me all horny." "All week?" Kyle snickered. "Not exactly." Jeff laughed. "You're a danger to your coworkers, Kyle. I should report you to Linda." "Um," Kyle held back his amusement. "Yeah. So, about Linda."