8 comments/ 58801 views/ 16 favorites Cocktails for Three By: Flying_low "It's not fair!" Cindy thought as she stormed into her apartment. She threw her keys and purse on the hall table, pulled off her low heels and headed for the bedroom. It had been a bad day at work. The company had been having trouble for a while, and was suffering even more from the current financial crisis. The boss seemed to be taking his bad luck out on the employees. Between the rumors of layoffs, pay cuts and outright closing of the company, everyone was walking on eggshells, trying to stay off the boss's radar. Then there was the rumor of a take-over by another company with expected downsizing. The tales flew fast and furious, and no one really felt safe. Each of the section heads was maneuvering to push their people and trying to sabotage the other sections. All that the mid-level workers like, Cindy, could do was to hide in their cubicles and hope not to become collateral damage in the big boys' battles. Then there was Brad. He was one of the top salesmen at the company and one of the boss's drinking buddies. Married, with two young kids, he had the morals of a drunken rooster. Cindy didn't know why, but he had decided that she was going to be his next conquest. That afternoon while she was waiting at the copier, he had come up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "You know sweetheart, a good word to the boss from me would do a lot to make sure that you never have to worry that cute little ass of yours about layoffs. The wife's taking the kids to visit her mom for the weekend. What you say we pick up some wine and head over to your place for the weekend. It could be real fun." As he talked she could feel him pressing his cock against her ass, rubbing it against her. "Take your hands off me!" she said sharply, spinning and attempting to slap him. Brad had fast reactions, honed over years of women rejecting his apish advances; he leaned back and laughed as her hand flew ineffectively past his face. "It's OK" he smirked, "I've already got a yes from Jennifer, but she just doesn't have your tits or your fire. It's OK though, when she gets moved up next week that will leave a place in management, you think it over, and when you're ready to move up, you come and see me. There'll always be a position open for you. Several positions really.... starting on your knees." He turned and walked off, laughing to himself. In a rage, she had stormed back to her cubical and grabbed the phone to call a complaint into HR. She was just starting to dial when she realized that Jennifer was the head of HR, there wouldn't be much help from her. Cindy slammed the phone back down, spilling her stale coffee onto the ten copies of the report that she had just finished. Seething, she headed back to the copier, snarling at anyone who dared to even make eye contact with her. "Rough day Cindy?" Ray was shaking his head watching her slam on the copier controls. Ray was one of the few friends she had in the company. In his fifties and plain, he had a gentle soul. He had been Chief of accounting until he complained about some irregularities that he had found in the books. Suddenly he had been named the assistant in charge of overdue collections. He and Cindy often talked during breaks. She liked his dry sense of humor. She also liked the way that, even after the company had screwed him and most of the other employees had turned on him, he always had time to listen to a problem or give advice to the younger workers. "Oh Ray. I'm just don't know if I can take it much longer. It seems like I'm slaving my life away for people who don't even know that I'm alive. And then there's Brad." "I'd tell you to make a formal complaint to HR, but Brad's already let half the guys in the building know that he's doing the evil with Jennifer this weekend. Don't let that idiot get into your head, or anything else for that matter. His time will come." He massaged her shoulders, working the stress away. "Umm, Ray that feels lovely." "My wife says its one of the main reasons that she's kept me around all these years. My advice to you young lady is to go home, have a drink and then go out someplace where you can forget all about work, Just have yourself a ball." "Thanks Ray, I may just do that." She gave him a quick hug and headed back to her desk. The thirty minute commute, it was less than ten miles to her apartment, had only rekindled the anger and frustration." What is wrong with men?" she thought as the cars inched along. "For that matter what's wrong with me?" She was an attractive woman, perhaps she was a bit shy and not very adventurous, but that still didn't explain why it had been more than five months since she had shared a bed with a man. Still, she had her standards, she wasn't against a weekend fling, but was looking for it to be more than just as a toy for some caveman who was too lazy to masturbate. Cindy threw her shoes into the bedroom corner and peeled off her jacket. Her skirt and blouse followed the jacket onto the chair next to her dresser. She stopped there, and clad in a soft beige satin bra and panties set, walked back into the great room that made up the public part of her apartment. She walked behind the counter that separated the kitchen part of the room from the rest and grabbing a glass, filled it with ice. Swinging past the small portable bar, she added a few fingers of smooth Irish whiskey and then turned on her IPod, selecting a quiet jazz playlist. Dave Brubeck softly filled the room as she sank into the oversized chair and curled her legs up under her. She slowly ran the glass across her forehead, the coolness drawing out some of the rage. Slowly she sipped her drink in the dark room, lit only by the glow of the aquarium on the far side of the room. The drink, music and womb-like atmosphere seemed to drain out the emotions of the afternoon. "Screw Brad!" she thought "and "screw Jennifer too." She laughed, realizing that they were probably taking care of that wish right at that moment. Cindy refreshed her drink and headed back into the bedroom. She finished undressing and, taking a last sip from her drink, stepped into the shower. The water was hot and pulsing, splashing against her lower legs as she stepped in. She slowly moved toward the shower head letting her body adjust to the heat as the pulsing flow slowly worked its way up her legs. The water reached her hips and she let out a small gasp as the random pattern of pulses hit her sex. She paused for a few seconds and let the hot water pulse against her. It felt like tiny fingers, or better, hundreds of tiny tongues running over her. She stepped forward again letting the tiny tongues continue up to her breasts. She could feel her nipples harden under the spray. For a few minutes she stood there, enjoying the heat and stimulation, then stepped back and grabbed the soap. She filled her hands with gel and ran them over her firm body, basking in the feeling of the silky slipperiness of the soap on her skin. Her hands ran up her flat stomach and cupped her breasts. She moaned softly as she ran them over her now rock hard nipples, pausing to pinch and twist them between her fingers. Then the yearning from lower down her body demanded attention. She let one hand drop to her pussy. Quickly rinsing away the soap, she lightly ran a finger up and down between her nether lips, feeling the wetness that came from her, not the shower. She staggered a bit and her feet involuntarily spread, allowing her hand deeper access to her opening. First one then two fingers entered her opening and began pushing in and out, bumping the soft knot of her G-spot with each stroke. She felt the volcanic pressure begin to build as the tingling started to move down her core from her, now screaming nipples, towards her steaming pussy. Not wanting to stop her self-penetration, she dropped her other hand down and began rubbing her clit. She started slowly, keeping time with the penetrating fingers of her one hand, but the pace quickly doubled and then went off the chart as her orgasm erupted. Letting out a soft scream she lurched forward, her knees nearly buckling as the wave of pleasure swept through her body. She leaned against the shower wall, panting as the hot water swept over her body, enjoying the trilling aftershocks of the main eruption. Finally, able once again to stand, she finished rinsing and stepped out of the shower. "Damn! I really do need to get laid." She thought as she toweled off, being careful not to get too close to her still tingling center for fear of starting a rematch. Cindy sipped the last of her drink as she dried and brushed out her short dark hair. Setting down her glass, she stepped back so she could see her body in the mirror. She was about five foot five in her bare feet. Slowly, she ran her hands down from her shoulders to her breasts. They weren't huge, but firm and round, with a small dark areola surrounding her pert nipples. Her stomach was flat and smooth reflecting the time she spent at the gym each week. Her legs were a bit longer than most women, accentuating her hips and coming together into the still swollen lips of her vagina topped with a small triangle of black fur matching her hair. "All in all, not bad for a twenty seven year old." She told herself. She knew that there were flaws, but she wasn't one of those women who obsessed on her image. She had an MBA from a good school, but that didn't seem to mean much in the business world these days. She had found herself stuck, with twenty other hopeful young grads, in a mid-management cubical. She was sure that someday she would get her break, but for now labored unnoticed in the big company. Frustrated, she thought of her dreams at school, she was going to be the next big flash in the business world. The lack of a man in her life also vexed her. She had had a steady boyfriend at college, but competing priorities had driven them apart after graduation. There had been a few other attempts, but somehow they never seemed to last. It had been over five months since her last, disastrous affair and it had soured her. She found herself trudging through each day at work, no longer even interested in the singles game. She looked herself up and down one more time and then glanced at the clock. "Its seven forty five, Friday night and I'm sitting here drinking alone in the dark. Maybe Ray was right. Maybe I do need to just forget work and relax. Girl its time for you to go see about getting your attitude adjusted." She made a light meal, reheating some leftovers in the microwave. With her physical hunger sated, she decided it was time to make some other changes. She strode back into the bedroom and started picking out clothes. She was still in the sexy afterglow of her shower and decided to keep the feeling going. Who knows? Maybe tonight would be her lucky day. A small red lace thong was the base for her outfit. It barely covered her pubes, but what the heck, you could see right through it anyway. A matching strapless bra did nothing to hide her lovely nipples, merely pushing her breasts closer together accentuating her cleavage. A soft silk wrap dress, also in red and matching four inch heels with ankle straps finished the look. Cindy swirled in front of the mirror. The dress ended about a third of the way down to her knees, just long enough to be able to sit without exposing herself. The short hem and the heels made her legs look even longer than they were. Pleased with what she saw, Cindy added a gold pendent that nestled between her breasts and matching earrings. A gold chain around her ankle topped things off. The look both excited and surprised her. In the mirror was a sexy looking girl, not the mousey cubicle dweller that she was used to. She nearly chickened out before the thrill of seeing herself looking happily back from the mirror steeled her determination to have some fun. "Now the only thing is where to go?" she thought. Cindy didn't really like the club scene. The music was too loud and guys shouting pickup lines left her flat. She knew she could get the part of a man that her body needed there, she just didn't want to have to wake up with the rest of him the next morning. She had seen an ad for a new jazz bar with live music and decided that it was worth a chance. Twenty minutes latter she was wondering if she had made a mistake, the parking lot was half empty and the outside looked a bit worn, especially for a new club. "Oh well, I'm here might as well take a look." She walked to the half-flight of stairs that led down to the door. "Good evening miss, welcome to Sam's" the doorman smiled as he held the door for her. Stepping inside was like going back in time. A combo with piano, sax, bass and drums played while a young girl in a slim white satin dress crooned a very credible Ella Fitzgerald song. A pair of couples danced on the small dance floor, while groups and couples conversed at round, white tablecloth covered tables. A bar ran along the far wall, its high backed stools filled with a few single men and one other woman. Cindy decided that the only reason that she didn't think that she had fallen back into the forties was the lack of smoke mandated by the new anti-smoking laws. "Welcome to Sam's. What can I get for you ma'am?" the bartender asked as Cindy eased onto the chair at the end of the bar. "I'd like a Tullimore Dew on the rocks please." she smiled. The bartender was cute, with sparkling eyes and a trim body. Outgoing without being pretentious, Cindy thought that he was a perfect match for the bar. It was laid back and elegant. As she sipped her drink she slowly looked over the rest of the clientele. Most were business types, some in suits, their ladies dressed to impress, others were more casually dressed. The low murmur of conversation, punctuated by occasional laughter seemed to blend with the music, rather than compete with it. Cindy could feel the last of her troubles fading away as she allowed herself to sink into the bar's mellow ambiance. Her eyes stopped at a small booth set in an isolated nook near the back of the room. "Yummy" she thought as her eyes devoured the man sitting there. He was somewhat older, thin wisps of grey ran through his collar length dirty-blonde hair. Steel blue eyes and a rugged jaw finished a look that reminded her of a Nordic sea captain. He had removed the jacket of his well-cut charcoal-grey suit and was wearing a pale blue silk shirt with French cuffs. He had broad shoulders that tapered into a trim waist. He looked athletic without the bulging muscles of a body-builder. Instinctively she knew that those loose fitting trousers covered hard muscled thighs and a cute, tight ass. Suddenly she realized that she was staring, the tip of her tongue slowly running across her lips, like a child standing outside of a candy store. Blushing she met his eyes, realizing that he had caught her. He raised his glass as if in a toast and smiled at her. She returned the smile and then quickly looked away. Embarrassed, she shifted her attention to the band and took a bigger than usual swig from her drink. "Hi, I'm Max" said a voice over her shoulder. Startled she nearly spilled her drink into her lap. She turned and found herself looking into the same eyes that had caught her attention from across the room. This close she could see flecks of gold swirling through the steel-blue clouds that were the irises. He smiled again, his gleaming teeth and adorable crinkles at the corners of his eyes made him seem more like a mischievous boy that the mature man that he obviously was. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." He continued. "As I said, I'm Max. I'm supposed to be meeting my wife here, but it seems that she's running late. I hate to just sit alone drinking when there's great music and a beautiful woman who might consent to dance with me?" Cindy tried to calm herself, telling herself that her reaction was just because of the surprise. She set her drink down on the bar and slid down from the chair facing Max. "Hi Max, I'm Cindy, and I would love to dance with you." She returned his smile, hoping that she looked more confident than she felt. He offered his arm and led her to the edge of the dance floor; raising her hand he twirled her once around and into his arms. They immediately picked up the swaying beat of the song. His strong arms held her close to him, but didn't crush her. Cindy could tell that she was being lead by an expert dancer, she moved gracefully with him knowing that she was several levels above what she could do with a normal dance partner. After the first two songs the band slowed the pace and Cindy, feeling comfortable, snuggled in closer and let her head rest on Max's firm, warm chest. She caught herself letting her hand slide down to his tight butt, and sadly moved it back onto his belt. A few times she "slipped" and her hip bumped into his crotch. "No problems there." She giggled silently. "Cindy you really are a horny little tramp" she chided her self, but she still could feel the coolness between her legs as the wind blew across the wetness in her thong. And then the band ended the set. Max spun her around one more time and the again offered his arm and walked her back to her seat at the bar. "My dear Cindy, you are a lovely and exciting partner and I thank you for saving me from a boring evening." He glanced at the entrance and smiled again. "It seems that my tardy wife has finally arrived. I fear that I must leave you now and see to her comfort. Thank you again for your lovely company, I truly enjoyed it." He squeezed her hand and smiling, turned and walked to his wife who waited at the entry for him. Cindy watched him go, feeling a bit cheated. She coolly surveyed the woman that she suddenly saw as the competition. She was taller than Cindy, about five-ten. She had a graceful figure, large firm breasts topped a slender waist and shapely hips that ended in dancer's legs. Although she was obviously near to Max in age, she showed no sign of aging; her beauty was timeless and totally natural. She was dressed in a simple black silk dress. Soft and clinging it plunged in a vee between her breasts in the front and was cut down the back nearly to the top of her heart shaped ass. The dress was a bit shorter than Cindy's, showing off her long, tan legs to great advantage. A pair of black, spike-heeled sandals completed the outfit. Golden haired and refined, Cindy knew that she was outclassed by a mile. Max took her in his arms and kissed her. Cindy saw his hand wander down and give her ass a soft fondle. They talked as they walked arms around each other, to his booth. He held her hand as she started to sit down. Saying something, he nodded his towards Cindy. She looked at Cindy. Cindy felt like an antelope watching a lioness staring at its next meal. As she sat down Cindy watched, hypnotized. Her dress rode up a bit as she started to swivel under the table and Cindy was embarrassed to realize that she was staring at the small patch of gold hair between her perfect legs. Blushing she met the lady's eyes. She smiled and brought her legs back together under the table and tugged her dress down. Cindy turned back to the bar and found a fresh drink in front of her. "The gentleman's compliments" the bartender said, nodding towards Max. Cindy took a large swig and felt the burning liquid run straight to her head. "You idiot! What did you expect? He's a married man." She took one more large gulp and decided that a trip to the lady's room was in order. Finished, Cindy straightened her dress and walked out of the stall. Max's wife was standing in front of the mirror freshening her lipstick. She looked Cindy up and down in the mirror and then turned to face her. "So you're the sweet young thing that Max was playing with." She said. "Well let's see what Max found so interesting." She slowly circled while Cindy fearfully stood frozen in the center of the room. "Cute face." She said softly running her finger tips across Cindy's face, starting at her earlobe and going down her cheek, under her chip and down her neck. "You have a lovely body." She continued as her hand followed the chain of Cindy's pendent down between her breasts. Cindy's breath caught as the lady's hand brushed lightly over her breast. She had never even thought of another woman as being sexually interesting. Now suddenly here was a strange woman merely brushing her breasts and she could feel her nipples beginning to harden and the wetness returning between her legs. The lady chuckled and brushed her hand across Cindy's breast again, this time pausing to give her now hard nipple a squeeze. Cindy let out a soft involuntary moan. "Oh yes, Max was right, you are something special." She purred. "My name is Lauren. Would you like to join Max and me for some cocktails?" Her hand continued to work its light caressing tour down Cindy's side to her waist. Cocktails for Three Cindy felt like she was held in a spell, sort of like the tales of people held mesmerized by a dragon's eyes as it closes in for the kill. She considered saying no and running out of the bar, but then Lauren's hand reached the hem of her dress. Lauren's fingertips burned against Cindy's skin as her hand floated up under her dress and caressed Cindy's smooth ass. "How long has it been since you've had a man?" Lauren asked "More than five months." Cindy said. "I'm sort of between boyfriends right now." "Oh you poor dear, no wonder that your such a mess. We'll have to take care of that A.S.A.P." She left her one hand on Cindy's ass and returned the other to her breast. She softly rolled the nipple between her fingers and using the hand on her ass, drew Cindy in against her body. Her lips brushed against Cindy's neck just below her ear. "Cindy, do you want to join Max and me for cocktails?" Lauren whispered and followed by licking her earlobe, pulling on her earring with her lips. Cindy moaned and wrapped her arms around Lauren, drawing her close against her. Lauren laughed softly and moved her hand from Cindy's breast to her cheek. She tilted Cindy's head back and lightly kissed her on the lips. "I'll take that as a yes." She said smiling. She gave Cindy one last hug and then stepped back. "As you saw when I sat down, Max has a strict dress code for his ladies. Here, turn around." Cindy turned and let Lauren zip her dress down. She unfastened Cindy's bra and pulled it out from under her dress. Lauren wadded the bra up and tossed it into her handbag. "Now doesn't that feel better?" she reached in under Cindy's dress and cupped her breasts in her hands, lightly flicking the nipples with her fingers. "Ummm." Cindy moaned, finding that Lauren's hands were starting to reawaken the volcano that she had already brought to eruption. Her hips began to sway in time to the fingers on her nipples. "Oh my, you really are a needy girl aren't you? Lauren said, zipping Cindy's dress back up. "Well we're just going to have to take care of that right now. We can't have you so horny that you can't take your time and enjoy the evening." Lauren pushed Cindy up against the counter. "Lift up your dress." Feeling like a puppet, Cindy complied, Lauren ran her hands up Cindy's thighs and took hold of her thong. She eased it down to her ankles and let Cindy step out of them. Bringing them to her nose, Lauren took a deep breath, sighed with pleasure and added them to her handbag. "Now you're properly dressed, but we need to calm you down a bit before we go back to Max. I wouldn't want you raping Max right at the table." She ran her hand up the inside of Cindy's thigh while Cindy stood, legs spread, leaning against the counter, holding her dress up at her waist. Lauren's hand found her sex. "Ooh! Someone is enjoying this." Lauren purred. She felt the wetness oozing from Cindy as she ran her fingers up and down between her lips. Lauren slipped one finger into Cindy's tight, wet pussy. Cindy's hips sank down and forward forcing the finger deeper into her. After several deep thrusts Lauren pulled all the way out and then reentered with two fingers. Her thrusting became hard and rhythmic, while Cindy's hips kept time, thrusting to meet the invading digits. One more time Lauren broke the rhythm as she added another finger. Cindy could feel the heat building in her pussy, with one hand she grabbed her breast and twisted the nipple hard. An electric shock raced down her body to her core adding to the building pressure. She was breathing in sharp gasps, timed to the thrusts of Laurens fingers. "Oh God! Yes! Yes!" she cried as she felt the eruption nearing. Lauren dropped to her knees and, without breaking the rhythm, moved her head to Cindy's pussy. Her tongue moved up and down the lips until it found the bud, already hard and filled with hot blood. She started to lick it and Cindy screamed and, grabbing Lauren's hair, pushed her harder against her. Lauren sucked the clit into her mouth and continued to flick her tongue back and forth across it. "Yes! Oh God, Yes! Aah!" Cindy erupted, wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. She slumped against the counter, too weak to stand on her own. Lauren pulled her fingers out and softly cupped her burning pussy in her hand as the spasms slowly ebbed. She stood back up and embracing Cindy, she kissed her again, this time deeply with a searching tongue. Cindy could taste the salty tang of her cum on Lauren's lips and tongue. She drank it in lovingly. "Feeling a little better now?" Lauren said smiling. "Much better." Cindy smiled "I'd love to have a cocktail with you and Max." She took hold of Lauren's shoulder as she started for the door and pulling her back into her arms, gave her a deep kiss. The two ladies walked arm in arm out of the Lady's room and over to the table where Max sat smiling as he nursed his drink. "Welcome back. I take it that you ladies had an enjoyable chat." He chuckled. "Quite enjoyable, as always you have excellent taste Max." Lauren held out her hand as she slid in next to Max. He lifted it to his lips and breathed in the musk of Cindy's cum still coating the fingers. She dipped them into his drink, swirled them around and returned them to his lips where he licked and sucked each one until it was clean. "Excellent taste indeed." He licked his lips and gave Cindy a hand as she slid in next to him on the opposite side. Cindy couldn't believe herself. Lauren seemed to have unleashed a completely different side of her. Her brain kept yelling that she was breaking all the rules, but there was an animal inside of her screaming to get out. She let the animal loose. "So much more than just enjoyable." She slid in until her thigh was pressed firmly against Max. She slipped her arm around his and shuddered as his strong bicep brushed against her nipple setting off a pleasing aftershock. Max let his hand slip down to her thigh and caressed her leg stopping just short of her hot center. Purring with delight, Cindy looked around his broad chest and saw Lauren looking back with the same satisfied smile on her face. The waiter brought a round of fresh drinks. Max's hand again slid up her thigh, tantalizingly slow, he let her anticipate and then gently eased a finger into her wetness. She moaned lowly and worked her hips to his rhythm. All too soon he withdrew the finger and used it to stir his drink. Cindy tried to slow her racing heart as he offer the finger to Lauren who eagerly sucked it dry. "Here's to a most enjoyable evening." He said raising his glass. "Darling, Cindy's coming off a long dry spell. Perhaps we should make it a weekend." She glanced at Cindy with questioning eyes. "To a most enjoyable weekend." Cindy raised her glass and clinked it against Max's. They sipped their drinks, made small talk and took turns dancing with Max. As before, he was an excellent partner. This time though, he held her closer. She continued to burn as his chest rubbed against her tender nipples. She shamelessly giggled when he spun her around twirling her dress up, causing one of the guys at the bar to drop his drink into his lap as he stared at her enticing nakedness. They returned to the table and the ladies slid in close on either of Max's side. The band was beginning a break and their drinks were nearly empty. "Well ladies, should we order another round, or would you rather head back to the hotel?" In answer, Lauren slid her hand into his lap, wrapping her fingers around his shaft. She gave it a playful squeeze. "I'm ready to go, but if you want to stay...." Cindy had completely lost her shyness, the animal was in control. She cradled his balls in her hand and nibbled on his ear. "I want to see these closer...without pants in the way." "I guess we'd better go before I can't stand up." They walked to the posh hotel next door to the bar. The elevator required a key before taking them to the twelfth and final floor. The elevator opened into a short hall with only two doors. Max went to the one marked 1201 and opened it. The "room" was bigger than her apartment. They stopped in the entry door while Max locked the door. "House rules, no clothes allowed." Lauren said. She reached behind her neck and freed the halter on her dress. It fell quickly to the floor and she stepped out of it. Signaling Cindy to turn around, she unzipped her dress and helped it join her's. Cindy bent over to pick up the dresses. "Oh you lovely little tease." Max said. He was behind her and gently let his hand roam across her lovely posterior. Cindy stayed bent over, enjoying his touch. He worked his way down between her legs and began to slide his fingers up and down between her pussy's wet lips. " Ummm" she sighed, rocking into his hand. "Patience Max, you need to get undressed and I'd like a glass of wine." "Of course dear." He gave Cindy's ass a playful swat. Cindy draped the dresses over his shoulder and unzipped his fly. Freeing his cock she slowly stroked it while he quickly hardened. Bending, she kissed the tip, and then circled the head with her tongue. She tasted the mellow saltiness of his pre-cum. Taking his balls in her hand she parted her lips and let almost half of his eight inches slip into her mouth. She stopped for a moment and then slowly drew her lips back to the tip. Her lips smacked as his cock popped out of her mouth. Smiling, she gave his balls a playful squeeze. "You'd better hurry up and get undressed, otherwise Lauren and I will have to start without you." Cindy walked over to Lauren and began to fondle her breasts. "Yep, you're definitely a tease. Well you'll see what we do with teases. Wine dear?" "Bring the white zin and glasses, we'll be in the spa." Lauren led Cindy through the living room and through a set of French doors onto the terrace. The terrace faced out towards the ocean. A low hedge ran around the two open edges, while a high stone wall separated them from the adjoining suite. There was a table near the center and several lounge chairs scattered about. In the corner against the wall was a large spa flanked by potted palm trees. Quiet music began playing from hidden speakers. Cindy heard the pop of a cork and then the clinking of glasses, telling her that Max would soon join them. Reaching the spa Lauren slipped out of her heels and climbed in with Cindy right behind. The water was soothingly hot. Cindy took a few minutes to slowly let herself immerse. Once neck deep, she swam to Lauren's side. "This feels heavenly." She cooed, "But I know what would be even better." Cindy lifted Lauren up from where she was sitting and swung onto the seat herself. She let Lauren settle between her legs, her back lying against Cindy' chest. This position gave Cindy free access to Lauren's body. She quickly took advantage of it. Starting at the neck she rubbed and kneaded while Lauren moaned her pleasure. Cindy continued working her way along Lauren's body. Lauren sagged into Cindy as the muscles in her shoulders and back melted. Moving forward she cupped Lauren's breasts in her hands and gently lifted them. "You've got such lovely tits, they're so much bigger than mine, but still as firm as a teenager's." Lauren leaned further back and squirmed, rubbing her back against Cindy's swollen nipples. "I certainly wouldn't call you flat chested... Oh yes! Just like that!" Lauren arched her back as Cindy began to rub and pinch her hard nipples. "I see you decided to start without me." Max entered the water, wine bottle and glasses in his hands. He paused a few moments when his balls reached the hot water. Cindy gazed appreciatively at his tight, well muscled ass and thighs and delicious cock, now standing half erect as he watched his wife writhe under Cindy's ministrations. "Mind if I join in?" Without waiting for an answer he moved his hands replacing Cindy's on Lauren's breasts. Squeezing, he drew her forward into his lips. Her lips parted allowing his tongue to probe deeply into her mouth. Cindy raked her fingernails down across Lauren's ribs and belly causing her to shudder. Her hands finished their journey on Lauren's thighs. They were already widely spread, inviting Cindy to plunge further into her waiting center. Cindy stopped at her small patch of golden fluff. Twirling her fingers in the hair and tugging gently. Lauren began to pump her hips, silently begging Cindy to move further down. Cindy teased a few moments longer and then slid her hand slowly down. Despite the hot water, she could feel the heat coming off of Lauren's blood engorged lips. She traced their length up and down, at first just lightly brushing the outside, then slipping a finger in between them. She kept clear of the opening at the bottom and the erect button at the top of the lips, still concentration on building the tension, rather than a quick explosion. Lauren broke free of Max's kiss and looked back over her shoulder at Cindy. Her eyes were beginning to glaze as the pleasure built. "Stop teasing damn it! Use your hand to fuck me. Oooh, please fuck me hard!" Cindy traced the lips back down to the opening. Lightly she circled it while Lauren furiously pumped her hips trying to swallow her digit. Cindy teased only for a few seconds before she slid her middle finger into Lauren's begging opening. The whole length quickly disappeared into the hot, slippery entrance. Her hips bucked and pumped. "More! Give me more... harder!" she gasped. Cindy slipped a second finger into her and began to rhythmically pump her throbbing pussy. Her other hand found Lauren's hard clit and began furiously rubbing. Lauren lost all control and began to writhe wildly. No longer able to kiss Max, she gasped for breath, moaning softly between gasps. Cindy realized that she was also breathing hard. Lauren's wild bucking was pounding her butt into Cindy's sweet spot and her back constantly brushed against Cindy's tender nipples. Cindy pounded even harder into her pussy, trying to make Lauren's ass push more against her own clit. "Oh God yes! Yes! ....Yes." Lauren exploded. She slumped back against Cindy and as her breath returned swapped one more long passionate kiss with Max. When she could once again move, she floated up and turning around took Cindy in her arms. They shared a long deep kiss before she let go and took a new seat next to Max. He filled and handed out the glasses of wine. They rested for awhile, enjoying the hot bubbling water, soft music and cool wine. Cindy looked at the stars and thought back to her earlier troubles. "What a difference a few hours can make." She thought. It had started as a disaster; she had been a frightened mouse hiding in her cubicle, working her life away in anonymity. Now she was a lioness, queen of the jungle with two magnificent partners, she was on the edge of heaven. Lauren finished her wine and stepped out of the spa. "I'm turning into a prune, why don't we move the party into the living room." They toweled off, helping each other dry their backs, and slipping back into their heels, walked into the living room. Lauren walked over to the bar. Holding up a glass she shot an inquisitive look at Max and Cindy who both nodded yes. Soon she returned to the couch where Cindy sat, head on Max's shoulder, absent-mindedly playing with his chest hair. "To great friends and even better times." Max said raising his glass. The ladies followed suit, they all took a sip. "This drink is missing something." Cindy slipped off of the couch and knelt between Max's knees. She took his relaxed cock in one hand and lifted her drink with the other until his head was at the bottom of her glass. She heard a sharp intake of air as the cold drink covered his tender shaft. She took her time stirring her drink and then took another sip. "Almost perfect." She smiled and repeated her stirring. "I'll take a little of that too." Lauren held out her glass and once again Cindy dipped his beautiful cock into the smooth amber liquid. Max's cock was beginning to swell. Cindy saw a drop of whiskey gathering on the tip. "Wouldn't want to waste good whiskey." she said. Still holding his quickly growing shaft, she licked, starting at her circling fingers and working up to the tip, as if he were a sweet sucker. After several long slurps, she switched to small licks and an occasional kiss on his now rock hard head. Max took a deep sip and slouched down on the couch. "Oh that's wonderful!" he groaned, his breath beginning to increase as she took the head into her warm, wet lips. Cindy slowly let his cock slide into her mouth. Like smooth velvet over hot steel, he filled her lips and hit the back of her throat with a few inches left over. Cindy pulled back until only the head was in her mouth, then pressing her tongue against the bottom of his cock, began pumping in and out on his throbbing member. She glanced over at Lauren. She had slumped down on the couch, with on leg up behind Max's back. One hand played with a nipple while the other stroked her pussy in time to Cindy's sucking. "Oooh yes, keep sucking like that....ooooh." Max's back arched, his breathing now ragged. Cindy knew he was getting close. She had heard about deep throating, but had never tried it. "What the heck," she thought. She reached one hand behind Max, grabbing his tensed butt cheek for leverage, she pushed. She felt the head slide down her throat, her lips and nose banged into his pubic hairs. His body shot forward, driving his even farther into her mouth. "Oooh damn! Do that again!" he screamed. She pulled back until she could once again breath and then pulled him back deep into her mouth, She couldn't go quite as fast, but he didn't seem to mind. He began grunting and put his hands around Cindy's head, his fingers wrapped in her hair. "Oh baby, fuck her mouth." Lauren shouted. Cindy could tell that she too was close to her release. Max pulled her down onto him, thrusting his hips until he was pounding her lips with his pubes, and his balls slapped at her chin. He was truly fucking her hot mouth, but he held his pace to the same as she had been doing, giving her the chance to breath with each stroke. She felt him grow even larger and harder. He started to throb. Taking control back, Cindy pulled half of his cock out of her mouth, sucking as hard as she could and raking her teeth up his shaft as she did. Her hand pumped up and down his shaft in time with his contractions, while her tongue flicked back and forth over the tender spot just below his head. Wave after wave of sweet burning cum spurted into her mouth. She swallowed as fast as she could, but still felt some dribbling out onto her lips and chin. Lauren let out a short scream, signaling that she too had cum. Keeping his head in her mouth, Cindy slowly milked his cock, collecting the final drops of cum in her mouth. Climbing onto the couch, she put her arms around Lauren and pressed her cum coated lips to Lauren's. Lauren opened her mouth wide sucking in Cindy's tongue. As they parted, Lauren pulled Cindy back to her and licked up some stray drops from her chin and the corner of her lips. "Ummm, I do love the taste of Max, That was fantastic dear....and I'm sure that Max liked it too, didn't you dear." "Liked? That's the best blowjob I've ever had. She's much better than you." Lauren pulled her foot from behind his back and kicked him in the ribs. "Careful what you say dear, you might get cut off...and I'm not talking about just no nooky!" They al l started laughing and ended in a pile of happily glowing bodies. They lay there on the couch, sipping their drinks and talking. Max and Lauren sat next to each other with Cindy laying across them, her head in Max's lap and her legs across Lauren's. Max occasionally played with Cindy's breasts and Lauren ran her hand along Cindy's thighs and up her lips. Neither of them really worked at raising her excitement, they merely held her in a state of pleasant bliss. Cindy meanwhile would, from time to time, roll her head and nuzzle Max's cock with her nose or give it a quick lick, ensuring that he never went totally limp. Cocktails for Three The clock in the hall chimed three times. "Honey, we really should be getting to bed." Lauren said. "Bed sounds really nice. " Cindy rolled on her side and sucked Max's cock back into her mouth. She had a pleasant buzz going and even though she'd cum several times she was still horny. "Cindy you're a complete whore tonight." Lauren said, "But if Max doesn't mind, I wouldn't mind one more quick tumble before I go to sleep." In answer Max pulled Cindy's head away from his now rock hard cock. "What my ladies want, my ladies get." He helped both ladies to their feet and led them to the bedroom. Pulling back the covers, he climbed into the king-sized bed. The ladies lay down on either side. "It's the wife's right to go first." Lauren grabbed his cock and slowly stroked it. Swinging her leg across him she straddled his legs. She began to rock back and forth on his lap, her slick lips rubbing along his shaft. His cock was soon soaked with her juice. She was beginning to breathe harder. In one fluid motion she rose up on her knees, steered the tip of his cock to her tunnel and slammed herself down driving him deep into her body. "Ooooh...that's the spot." Her back arched, mouth open she began to pump his manhood in and out of her blazing cunt. Her fingernails dug into his chest as again and again she rose and then slammed back down driving his steel deep into her. Cindy watched her ride, oblivious to anything but the hard cock driving into her pussy. Cindy fingered herself, quickly falling into Laurens rhythm. Finally Lauren gave a sharp scream and went ridged. Her hips pumped slowly as the waves of ecstasy rolled through her body. Spent, she collapsed onto Max's chest and lay there while the breath came back to her. Sated she rolled off Max and lay on the bed by his side. From time to time her body would shudder as another aftershock raced from her throbbing center across her body. Cindy let Max's breathing return to close to normal then put her hand behind his neck and pulled him towards her. "Now it's my time...come and fuck my eyes out you magnificent stallion!" Max rolled between her legs and drove his cum slick cock into her wet and waiting pussy. Cindy felt the head press against her lips. Her hips rose and legs spread wider, the need in her body begging him to enter her. A quick shove and she felt her opening stretch as his hot shaft pushed in. There was a burst of excitement as the head banged into her G-spot and then rushed on. He filled her, stretching her tunnel as none of her toys ever had. She reveled at the heat of his cock against the walls of her body. She could feel his heartbeat as his cock twitched deep inside of her. Time and again he slammed deep into her dripping pussy. He paused as he bottomed out to rub his pubic area against her throbbing clit, then pulled back until his head was nearly out and then slammed back in again. Quicker and quicker her breathe sucked in and out as her eruption neared. Sensing her need, Max increased his pace to match her gasps. Suddenly a brilliant explosion of light filled her head. Her body writhed as golden waves of ecstasy raced from her nipples down to her core making her pussy explode. Max pulled back and slowly drove his cock into her two more times. Each time another orgasm of pleasure rolled over her, a tsunami of sexual bliss. As he drove himself into her for the third time, she felt him begin to throb and then the burning spurts of cum as his cock pumped its load into her. The sensation of his hot juices and pumping cock triggered one final orgasm. She wrapped her arms around him crushing him to her. Together they rolled over and rested, her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. His cock was still deep inside her as he slowly began to soften. From time to time it would twitch as aftershocks ran through him, triggering pleasant waves in her sated body. Cindy awoke with a start. "What the hell? Where am I? " she thought. Slowly her memories of the night before trickled into her conciseness. She sighed as she remembered the waves of pleasure that had washed over her. Her eyes opened; there was sunlight coming into the door from the living room windows. The clock on the night stand said it was almost ten o'clock. She found herself lying naked and uncovered on the bed. They were spooned, Max's strong arm was draped around her, his hand cupping her breast. Tingling, she realized that he had an erection which was pressing against her ass. He squirmed and mumbled like a dog chasing rabbits in its sleep, but Cindy could tell that in this dream he wasn't chasing rabbits. "What a lovely way to start the day." She thought impishly. Gently, she lifted his hand from her breast and pushed his shoulder until he rolled onto his back. He squirmed and muttered some more until she softly stroked his cock. He settled back into his dream, his cock pushing into her hand. Taking care not to disturb him, Cindy straddled his hips. She held his cock against her lips, letting his dreaming thrusts rub him up and down her slit. Her excitement skyrocketed. Soon his cock was soaked with her juices. She guided the head to her eagerly waiting opening. She let it work into her a bit at a time. With each thrust a little more of his gorgeous cock disappeared into her. She bit her knuckles to keep from screaming as it filled her. When he was all the way in, she let him thrust against her, his pubic bone rubbing her clit stoking the flames burning in her pussy. Max thrashed a bit, Cindy was afraid he was going to wake up. He reached out with a hand and found Lauren's body. Smiling he began to kneed her breast. "Let me have ten more minutes honey." Lauren muttered, half awake she rolled over so her head was on Max's shoulder. She hugged herself close to him wrapping one leg over his legs, pressing tightly against Cindy's butt. Soon she was back in a peaceful unconsciousness. Lauren's position put her clit pressing into Max's thigh. It wasn't long before she began to begin breathing heavier and in time with Max's thrusts. "Ooooh this is just too lovely!" Cindy thought wickedly. She reached down between Lauren's thighs and found her hot, wet pussy. Carefully she worked her finger into Lauren's opening and pumped it in time to Max's trusts. "Ummm Max, give me more." Lauren cooed and snuggled even closer. Max's thrusts were getting more insistent. Cindy knew he was getting close, but then so was she. She increased the pace of her finger in Lauren trying to bring her along as well. Max made a low growling sound. His cock started pumping furiously. Cindy could feel the hot jets of cum shooting into her. The jets and his throbbing put her over the edge. She shoved her body down onto him, burying him even deeper into her while the muscles in her pussy pulsed against his shaft. A few more hard penetrations with her fingers and Lauren gasped and joined the twitching pile of satisfaction. Max and Lauren's eyes opened at nearly the same time. They both smiled as they looked up at Cindy. "You're incorrigible!" Max laughed and pulled Cindy down to him. He kissed her deeply. She and Lauren shared the next kiss, then she laid her head on Max's other shoulder and rested while Max and Lauren let their lips say good morning. They lay for several minutes, basking in the glow of their orgasms. "Well I guess we'll have to get up." Max finally said. Cindy stood up and stretched, her breasts swaying back and forth in front of Max's face as he sat on the edge of the bed. "You are the most sex crazed girl I have ever seen." He buried his face between her firm globes. "The most sex crazy girl ever?" Lauren wrapped her arms around him grinding her tits into his back, while her hands began to play with his cock. "Well maybe the second most." They laughed and finally all got up and walked to the bathroom. The shower was huge. A small glass enclosed room to be honest, with a "rain" type head at on end as well as a hose with a spa head on it. They walked in and first took turns standing under the water. They then began soaping each other's bodies. Max begged for a few minutes of peace while he shaved, so the girls turned their attention to one another. They lathered until they both were covered in suds and then, grabbing each other, began to slide their bodies together. Cindy gasped at the sensation of Lauren's firm hot tits slipping across her tingling nipples. Both were breathing hard when Max announced that he was finished. Lauren and Cindy glanced impishly at each other and pulled Max between them. Arms around each other they began to rub up and down his body, their breasts sliding from his chest to his thighs. Max stood, arms up over his head moaning as the washing continued. Contented that he was nearly clean, the girls broke away and began to pay special attention to his "dirty spots". Soon the suds covering his groin and ass made him look as if he were wearing diapers; except for the stiff, suds covered pole sticking out the front. "Cindy's already had her fun this morning." Lauren said. She pushed Max under the shower, rinsing off the suds. "I want some of that too!" She wrapped her hand around his shaft and pulled him to her. "What Lauren wants, Lauren gets." Max chuckled. He spun her around, facing the wall. Lauren, knowing what was coming spread her feet and leaned over, her hands against the wall. Max began to rub her pussy until he knew that she was ready. Stepping behind her he guided his cock to her waiting lips. He rubbed the head against her, letting it slide up and bump her clit a few times. Then he returned to her opening and with short strokes began to work his cock into her. She purred with delight as he reached the depths of her. He pumped slowly, once, twice. The third time he slammed forward, driving himself even deeper into her body. "Oooh Yes! Harder....slam me!" Lauren squealed. Max complied, slamming his cock into her again and again. Cindy watched, mesmerized. Each slam would ripple the muscles of Lauren's ass in shockwaves and lift her feet nearly off of the ground. Lauren's arms pushed vigorously against the wall to keep her head from being driven into it. "Ooooh Max! Ooooh yes....yes......Aaaah!" Lauren's body went rigid, and then began to melt. Max thrust twice more and then, throwing his head back, let out a guttural howl of triumph. Lauren took a few staggering steps and sat down on the floor under the hot splashing water. She sat, head down, breasts heaving, as the strength slowly returned to her body. "Oh Max you out-did yourself that time!" she finally gasped. "We defiantly need to do that again....in a week or so when I can stand up." They all laughed. Max pulled her to her feet and into his arms. Cindy put her arms around them both and stood with her head on Max's back as they shared a long deep kiss. They stepped out of the shower and dried each other off. Cindy milked Max's cock until there was a gleaming drop of residual cum on the tip. Bending over she licked it off, "I'm hungry." She licked her lips with a begging smile. "Then I guess that I should make you some breakfast. You girls finish getting beautiful, I'll start cooking." He walked off to the kitchen while the ladies dried their hair. Cindy was just finishing her lipstick when Lauren came nearer. "Tits forward!" she said as if giving an order. She had a small bottle of pinkish gel with an applicator brush in the top. Cindy watched as she began to paint her nipples, giving them a soft pink glow. "That looks nice." "Oh it's more than just looks...here, taste." Lauren brushed some of the gel on her own nipple and held it out to Cindy. "Ummh, strawberry!" Cindy licked her lips and then went back to sucking Lauren's nipple. "Max loves it...so do all the others I've shared it with for that matter." She handed the bottle to Cindy and let her paint it onto her nipples, pushing her away when she hungrily tried to lick her again. "Mustn't spoil your apatite, Max is a very good cook." Taking her arm she led Cindy out into the dining area. Max was standing at the stove cooking some sausages. Cindy giggled when she saw the small French maid type apron that protected his tender parts from the spitting oil. It brought his cute, tight ass even more into the center of her attention. Max scooped the sausages out onto a paper towel to dry, then came to the table with a tray of coffee and mimosas. Cindy sipped her coffee, the hot liquid spreading peace outward from her stomach just as Max's ministrations had done for her center. At first she felt silly sitting at breakfast wearing nothing but a linen napkin, but it also felt so natural when she watched Max and Lauren move. Max brought them their plates, grabbed his, and then joined them at the table. "Bon apatite" he said digging into his food. Cindy launched into her plate with gusto. Scrambled eggs filled with sautéed onions and peppers topped a flour tortilla and were themselves topped with melted cheese and salsa. A couple of spicy chorizos completed the meal. There was little talk, as all were hungry. When the food was gone, Max cleared the plates and brought fresh coffee. They moved to the couch and rested against each other as they sipped the hot brew. Lauren finished first. Setting down her cup she began to playfully run her hand along Max's thigh until it disappeared beneath his apron. "I really enjoyed our shower this morning." She cooed. "Maybe we could get dirty and take another one." "You girls are insatiable." Max chuckled at first, then moaned as Lauren's hand became more insistent. "I've got a meeting in an hour that I can't be late for." Max tried to push Lauren away from him. "Then we'd better hurry up!" Cindy pulled one end of his apron's ties and tossed it to the floor, revealing his hard cock in Lauren's hand. "Don't worry dear, this shouldn't take too long." He slumped back on the soft couch as two sets of lips began to run over his manhood. Their hands caressed his balls as their tongues wrestled over his head. He could feel the pressure starting to build and knew that Lauren was right. He groaned while the two tongues ran up and down his length. Switching tactics, he next felt one mouth swallowing him while the other mouth sucked his balls into it. He wondered who was where, but didn't have the strength to raise his head and open his eyes. Again and again he gasped as the lips slid up and down his length, the tongue flicking at the sensitive spot at the base of his head. Soft fingers stroked what wasn't in the mouth. The other lips had released his balls, they now licked the area between his sack and his hole. The pressure was nearly unbearable, it wouldn't be long now. The lips and hands on his shaft continued to stoke him, while the other tongue flicked beneath his balls, occasionally flitting across his hole. Suddenly a saliva soaked finger pushed against his puckered opening and then invaded him. The sensation was too much to bear. With a roar he thrust his hips at the lips encasing him and began to unload spurt after spurt of his boiling cum. The lips drew away from him and were soon replaced by another, equally hungry set that drained the last of him. "See dear, that didn't take too long." Lauren licked a drop of his seed from the corner of her lips, smiled and gave Cindy a "High Five". They helped pull him to his feet; laughing like schoolgirls they hugged each other while they watched his unsteady walk to the bedroom. Lauren took their coffee cups into the kitchen. "Hey! There's still over half a bottle of champagne here. You want some?" She said holding up the bottle and two glasses. "Sounds great, shall we get some sun? Cindy started for the terrace before Lauren had a chance to answer. She draped a towel over one of the lounges ad sat down. Lauren handed her a glass and sat down on the next lounge, setting the bottle between them. They both lay back, sipping their cool drinks while their bodies drank up the sun's warm embrace. "You'd better be careful not to get too crispy." Lauren grabbed a bottle of lotion and, beginning at the toes, carefully coated Cindy's body. The warmth of her hands along with the sun soon had Cindy so relaxed she could barely stay awake. Her mind drifted over the last twenty four hours. "It must be a dream." Was all she could think. In less than a day she had gone from a prim, shy, cubicle dweller, to an insatiable nympho. She couldn't believe that she had spent the last hours in a penthouse making love to a handsome man, and to his wife. She was convinced that the idea was too bizarre, she wouldn't do something like that She knew that when she opened her eyes she would be in her bed. "I'm probably still drunk." She thought. Her hand reached out for her pillow, instead finding the small of Lauren's back. Her hand glided down, caressing her lovely butt. "Are you hungry again already?" Lauren wiggled her butt, pushing it back against her touch. "No...I'm just wondering if all this is real." Cindy rolled on her side and looked at Lauren. "Things did go pretty fast didn't they?" Lauren reached out and took her hand. "Are you starting to have regrets? Feeling guilty?" "My logic says that I should be...but I don't...and its not just that I'm feeling satisfied like I've never been before. One part of me is saying that I'm a naughty tramp, but then I look at you and I know that you and Max are the best thing that's ever happened to me. In a way I think I love you. And then I remember that you're just here on vacation, all of this has to end, doesn't it?" Lauren sat next to her, wrapping her in her arms. "Everything has to end, honey, but Max and I don't do this with just anybody. You're here because we thought that you were special...and in a way we love you too. If you want to stay with us, you can come home with us; we'll let you stay for as long as you want to." She brushed back Cindy's hair and kissed her on the cheek. Cindy wrapped her arms around Lauren and rested her head on Lauren's shoulder. "It's so confusing. There's a horny sex kitten inside of me yelling 'Yes! Stay and be satisfied forever' Then the adult in me remembers that I have a job, responsibilities, and that society frowns on girls who share another woman's husband." "Don't try to over analyze it Follow your heart not your brain...or your pussy." "This doesn't mean that I'm cut off, does it?" Lauren stood and led her back to the bedroom, answering her question to her complete satisfaction. The sun was setting when Max got back to the hotel. He let himself in and went to the bedroom to undress. As he entered the room he saw the girls sleeping; locked together in an embrace. Several lurid thoughts on how to wake them flashed through his mind. He decided that he would give them a few more minutes of peace. He undressed and fixed himself a drink at the bar. He walked back into the bedroom, sat in the chair and. Slowly sipping his drink, he watched the two beautiful loves in his life sleep. It was getting dark when he finally decided to wake them. "Good evening sleepy heads." He kissed each on their foreheads. Moaning softly, they began to stir. Lauren's eyes opened first. She craned her head up to meet his lips. "Good evening love." She smiled and released him. He bent over to kiss Cindy. "Oh Max!" She flung her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Her embrace was filled with passion and need. Lauren chuckled as she slid out of the bed. "She needs you Max. Treat her gently." Lauren watched Max slide in next to Cindy. Her lips never left his and her arms struggled to pull him ever closer to her. Lauren left them; Cindy needed some solo time, some individual attention from Max. "Max I want you!" Gushed out as their lips finally parted.