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The Consultant

By: TheProphet



Was this just another tease? Was it more? I know that I can be a little thick at times, but this sure seemed like an invitation, as barely veiled as her breasts were now. She leaned a bit further over my desk, pointing to numbers on the three papers she had spread out before me, turning them slightly to herself. Explaining to me in that lilting voice of hers, dripping with seduction, how some of my income could be made tax exempt by investing in bat guano or something.

At least, that's what she might have been saying. Who knows, it was all Greek to me. Besides, who could concentrate? I sure couldn't, not with her leaning further over my desk, her absolutely perfect breasts all but spilling out of her half-cup lacey bra. 

I'm usually pretty good about maintaining my professionalism in such cases, but her sheer white blouse did have the top three buttons undone. Sheer enough to definitely make out the size and shape of her nipples. And damn, her voice....

Medical school is good at teaching medicine, but lousy in instructing us on how to financially hang onto what we made. First mistake I made was going into private practice. Second was trying to be as financially honest as I could. It just got worse from there. After about fifteen years, I realized that the only way I could afford to retire was to hit the lottery.

So I started asking questions, pumping some of my colleagues down at the hospital for their secrets. And apparently it was some kind of secret, for all I got out of them was that I needed a financial consultant. Not that they would recommend one, though. Usually, after being rebuffed, I would catch some whispering as I walked away, and on more than one occasion I heard the name 'Kelli'. I asked, but no one seemed to know of her, or at least were not talking.

I decided to look into who she was. The internet is full of information. I checked the list of licensed financial consultants in the state. Only seventeen were named Kelly or any other spelling of that. Sixteen had offices not in my immediate area. The last, a Kelli Scott, didn't have any listed office, but whitepages.com did give a local phone number. This had to be the elusive financial genius.

"Is this Kelli Scott I keep hearing about really all that good?" I asked the business manager of the hospital. My bluff worked. The way his eyes lit up, I expected a duck with a mustache and a cigar to drop from the ceiling.

"You know about Kelli? She's the best kept secret in these parts, and she wants it to stay that way." Wink, wink. Nudge, nudge. I caught his drift. He also said that she was expensive, but worth every penny, and then some.

I called her up, explained what I needed. I let her know that I had no business sense at all, and that I needed top to bottom help. Gave the business manager's name as a reference to her inquiry. Then dropped a few other doctor's names as also being clients, just for good measure. We made an appointment for the interview.

She showed up on time for the interview, all business, very professional. She asked me many questions, and took pages of notes. She talked to my secretary, the transcriptionist, the PA, and the nurse. Then she started following me. For three days she followed me. How long I took with each patient, the time involved with charting, everything. She even noted how many times I stopped to grab another cup of coffee or to take a piss. Her method was to find the office weaknesses, and then present plans to correct them.

I run one of the most laid back offices in the world. Work shouldn't be a chore, but a fun place to go to every day. As a result, everyone feels free to speak freely, tell jokes, and goof around. Everyone there teases and flirts, but we also all know that it is just in fun, and everyone gives as good as they get. Besides, everyone knows that inter-office affairs are bad news. 

The first morning that Kelli was following in the office, she raised her eyebrows at how we interacted with each other, but by noon she began to loosen up. By the second morning, she was joking around and teasing too. But it seemed a bit more, too, but what was it?

It was no one thing in particular. It was just the way she carried herself, presented herself. Even though she dressed conservatively in a business suit and skirt, she had this 'air' of sensuality. Not conveyed by her actions or words, this deeper sexuality seemed to flow from her, as if through her very pores. She wasn't 'stunning', nor did she wear any make-up, but she was one of those that had natural beauty.

And after she became more comfortable with the office, and she stripped off that first veil of severe professionalism, her beauty and sensuality began to flow. And her teasing seemed more too, as if she really wasn't quite doing it in jest. The look in her eyes, her smile, the way she stood just a bit closer than necessary. Even Frank the PA noticed, joking to me that she had been good for a couple of wet dreams.

And now, here she was on her third and final day in the office, leaning over my desk explaining her findings to me. She had removed her suit jacket earlier, as the day was too cool for the air conditioner, but too warm for the jacket. She normally had the top two buttons of her blouse undone, but when had she popped the third I didn't notice. But I sure took notice now, her blouse now open to the bottom of her cleavage. She smelled delicious.

Was this just part of her plan, her method to get me to sign onto her program? If so, it was working, as it was becoming very difficult to concentrate. The way she was leaning over my desk, I had full view of her cleavage, her perfect breasts full and firm. Her half-cup lacey bra did nothing to hide her nipples. Her face, framed by her dark blonde hair, with just a touch of highlighting, told me she knew just what she was doing.

The smile on her face told me she had caught me looking down her blouse. Hmmm, was it that obvious? She continued to explain her findings, pointing to one of the pages on my desk laid sideways to both of us. I stared blankly.

She glided around the desk, to stand alongside my chair. Leaning over, she turned the pages to face us both, and started talking about efficiency, time management, and other such drivel. Every now and then she looked over her shoulder at me to see if I was following her spiel. I was busy looking at her cute little ass mere inches to my right. The high side cut in her above-the-knee skirt revealed her long luscious legs all the way to her thigh.

Shifting her weight to her right leg, her ass shifted to the left, towards me. I decided to test her. I leaned forward, pretending to look at the calculations and graphs on the paper. Doing so, my shoulder pressed against her ass and hip. She didn't move away, but seemed to press back into me. Hmmm, still could just be teasing.

I slipped my hand behind me, looping back between her legs, and started sliding it slowly up the inside of her left calf. She kept talking. My fingertips floated past her knee, slowly upwards along the inside of her thigh. Her voice slowed, became more throaty, and if possible, more seductive. My fingers touched her lacey panties, already damp. She shifted again, her legs spreading a bit.

I decided to take the chance. I leaned back in my chair, teasingly letting my fingertips slide down the back of her thigh to the back of her knee. Then turning my chair so I faced her rear directly, I began to ever so lightly drag my fingernails up the back of both of her legs very slowly. Reaching the hem of her skirt, my hands slipped underneath, lightly dragging nails up her thighs, letting her skirt ride up with my hands.

She arched her back, moaning quietly as she pushed her ass out to me, as I reached and cupped her cheeks. When had she stopped talking? Her ass began to sway as I slipped her panties off her hips, down her thighs, to let them drop to her ankles. She lifted one foot at a time, leaving her panties at her feet. I leaned forward, inhaling deeply. Roses?

I slipped my tongue across her pussy lips, already moist with her juices. Delicious. She shuddered, moaning again. I slid my tongue up and down between her lips, running the tip around her clit, and back again. I sucked her clit into my lips, dragging it lightly across my teeth. She pushed back harder, driving my nose between her lips. I sucked her clit in and out harder. She pushed back more. I sucked her clit in and out faster. She started grinding against my face. I sucked harder and faster, as my tongue danced over the tip of her clit. I heard papers crunching as she clenched at her precious charts and graphs.

Groaning deeply, she shuddered hard, and then stiffened, as I was rewarded with a flood of her juices. I licked her clean, as she continued to grind into me.

After a moment, Kelli pushed herself upright, turned, and pulled me up out of my chair by my tie. Again using my tie, she pulled me down to her face. We kissed madly, passionately, as my hands went to her fabulous breasts, hers to my crotch. As intent as I was to get her blouse and bra off of her, she was at getting my slacks open and down. We tied. She groaned again as she squeezed my hard cock.

She pushed me back into my chair, then stepped up and straddled me. She stopped momentarily as the head of my cock entered her, then slowly began to slide down onto me. Inch by inch, deeper, as her fingernails began to dig into my shoulders where she held onto me. She was so tight, so hot. I felt her muscles squeeze me hard as she buried me to my balls inside her. She held there for another moment, then slowly began lifting. Inch by slow inch, until just the head was still in her.

She opened her eyes, glowing demonically. Then she slammed down hard onto me, impaling herself onto my cock. I bit her right nipple at the base. Then she began to bounce, slamming herself up and down along my length. I tried to keep sucking on her nipple as she rode me faster, and harder. And faster. And faster. 

She plunged down hard onto me, shuddered again, and then stiffened, as her muscles sucked my cock into her. Grabbing her hips, I pushed up hard and came, pumping deep into her.

Resting my head against her breasts, I willed my heart to slow down before my head exploded. Her muscles continued to milk me.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't hold out any longer. You are... that was... just too intense."

She just looked down at me, a devious, knowing smile breaking her lips. She pulled me tighter to her breasts, as she shifted slightly in my lap. And then I felt it. Wave after wave of rolling contractions moving up and down my half hard cock. Such an incredible feeling, it didn't take long before I was hard again. Damn, she was good! No wonder she was such a well kept secret.

As I got harder, and she got tighter, she started gyrating her hips. Then she started slowly moving up and down on my shaft. And then she started bouncing again, hard, as I tried to catch a nipple in my mouth as her breasts slapped against my face.

Suddenly, she jumped off of me, turned, and leaned onto my desk. She arched her back, sticking her ass up in the air as she looked over her shoulder at me. I stood and slipped the head of my cock between her pussy lips. Kelli looked at me with desperate anticipation. I lunged forward, slamming my cock deep into her, as she released an animalistic moan. Holding still, I savored how tight she was, the way her muscles contracted on me....

I started pounding into her, harder and faster, her nipples dragging across the desk with every hard stroke I made. She pushed back against me harder. Her whole body shook as she groaned in ecstasy, then she stiffened, not even breathing as she came deep and hard. I held still until she began to breath again, and her vaginal muscles released their death grip on my cock.

I started taking long slow strokes, letting her feel every inch, when suddenly the door burst open and Frank, my PA, walked into the room, a couple of charts in his hands.

"Hey Doc, what did you want me to do with th...... Whoa!!.... ummm..." 

I froze like the proverbial deer caught in the headlights. Damn, I really need to modify my open door policy. Kelli looked up to see Frank standing there, his mouth open. She moved forward, popping me out of her as she climbed onto the desk on all fours. Reaching out, she grabbed Frank by his belt, pulling him to her. 

Before he could even recover from the sight before him, she had his pants open and her lips wrapped around his cock, intent on getting him hard as quickly as possible. I just stood there, staring as she voraciously devoured him, wishing I could feel her lips too. I didn't have long to wait.

In mere seconds she popped him from her mouth and quickly turned to face me, lifting her ass in the air towards Frank. He took the hint, grabbing her hips as he guided himself into her. The look on his face told me he too was amazed at how tight she was, as he started sliding slowly into her. Apparently too slowly for her, as she pushed back hard, impaling herself on his cock.

Kelli reached out, pulling me by my cock to her lips. She sucked me deep into her hot, silky smooth mouth, her tongue assailing the head of my cock. Frank started driving into her harder, pushing her onto my cock harder. He pounded into her faster, her breasts swaying violently beneath her. She closed her eyes tightly and began to shake, the vibrations of which I felt through my cock and up my spine.

Frank began slamming into her wildly, the force pushing me deep into her throat. Suddenly he pulled back and out of her, laying his cock between her ass cheeks, and exploded, sending streams of hot cum onto her, coming to rest in the hair on the back of her head, between her shoulder blades, and three sticky lines up her back. 

That was too much for me, as I held the side of her head and face and began ramming my cock in and out of her mouth faster. Kelli sucked harder, intent on pulling another load out of me. I obliged, cumming deep in her mouth as I held her face to my crotch. She relentlessly kept sucking, pulling out every drop. I had to force my cock from her mouth, falling back into my chair.

Kelli, still on all fours on my desk, smiled sweetly at me, putting her chin in her hands with a deviously angelic look on her face, and said:

"So... If you liked my proposal, I can come back next Monday and begin implementing the program."

I looked up from my search of my desk drawer for some nitro pills.

"Where do I sign?"

The Consultant



My company had engaged a group of consultants to help us with some of our business problems. One of the consultants was a beautiful woman called Laura. She looked to be about thirty, and she had long dark hair and a body to die for. But at work Laura was always 'strictly business'. I had tried flirting with her, as had most of the other men, but we had all got zero response.

One day I was in a meeting with Laura and several others. As usual, I was paying more attention to Laura than to what was being discussed. As I watched, I saw her staring at one of the other women in the room. Her mouth was slightly open, her lips were moist, and she had a gleam in her eyes. That explains everything, I thought. She likes girls! That gave me an idea.

That evening in bed, I said to my wife Sharon, "How would you like me to set you up with a beautiful brunette?"

"Oooh, yes, please!" she said enthusiastically. Sharon, of course, enjoys the company of both men and women.

I told her about Laura. "She might be a lesbian," I said, "but I hope that she's bisexual."

"Oh, I hope so too!" said Sharon. "Threesomes are so much fun!"

The next morning at work I phoned Laura and set up a meeting with her in my office at noon. I had arranged for Sharon to come and take me out to lunch, and I had told her to be early. 

Sharon arrived at about twelve fifteen. She was wearing an outfit with a very short skirt, and she looked really hot. I introduced her to Laura, and there was an immediate reaction between the two of them. Sharon invited Laura to join us for lunch, and she accepted.

At the restaurant, after we had finished eating I excused myself and went to the men's room. I stayed away from the table for as long as I could, to give Sharon time to make a move on Laura. When I returned to the table they were chatting away like lifelong friends.

"I've invited Laura to dinner tonight," said Sharon.

"That's great!" I said enthusiastically. "I'm glad that you two are getting along so well."

That evening Laura looked absolutely stunning. She wore a very short skirt, no stockings, and a low cut top. She looked even hotter than she usually did in the office. I hoped that this was not only for Sharon's benefit but for mine as well.

During dinner we made small talk. After we had finished eating we went into the living room, but before I could sit down something completely unexpected happened. Laura came over to me, put her arms around my neck, and kissed me. I kissed back. When she saw that I was responding, she pressed her lovely body firmly against mine, and started exploring my mouth with her tongue.

When we had finished kissing, she smiled at me. "Sharon said that you think I'm a lesbian," she said. "Well, I'm not. I like men as well as women. But I usually don't get involved with married men because their wives can cause a lot of trouble if they find out."

"But in this case," she said smiling at Sharon, "I don't think that will be a problem!"

We went up to the bedroom, and Sharon and I undressed Laura. God, she was lovely! She had nice round tits, with long brown nipples, and a delightful pussy that was fully shaved. I took one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked it, and Sharon went to work on her pussy. Soon Laura was writhing and moaning.

"Oh Sharon," she gasped. "It's been so long since I had a good hard cock inside me. It is OK if Steve fucks me first?"

"Of course," said Sharon.

Laura lay back on the bed. She opened her legs and smiled invitingly at me. I touched her pussy and she quivered with delight. She was very wet. Then she said, "Steve, I need you right now!" and she pulled me towards her. My cock slammed into her cunt and she gasped with pleasure. We were both so turned on that we came in just a few minutes.

While I recovered, Sharon and Laura pleasured each other. Then Sharon pounced on my cock and stuffed it into her pussy, and rode me like a mad thing. Laura sat on my face and I licked her pussy while I fucked Sharon. Sharon had two orgasms before I came again.

Later I came in Laura's mouth, and then all over her magnificent tits, and twice more in her cunt. None of us got much sleep that night.

The next day at work Laura was back to her professional self, but she did look very satisfied. I felt smug too, as I was the only one in my firm who knew what a slut she really was. 



The Consultant



While browsing CL, I came across the following: "40 mwf would love to keep you company mon thru friday 9am until 2pm.. i would love to do some consulting for a very few select clients, my consulting is a full service, and i take a lot of pride in my work..if you are serious about some consulting work email me asap" There were two pictures of a beautiful, shapely lady, the kind that made my mouth water, so I quickly reread the ad.

40, she must be mature, the type of lady I love working with. A consultant, well, being a consultant myself I'm always looking for talented people. Pride in her work, a required trait as a consultant. She looked like someone I'd be interested in, so I replied to the post "I would love to discuss some consulting work I need done." There was a little more to the reply, but for brevity we'll keep it at that. Within an hour the lady replied with "rates" and quickly an interview scheduled.

Since I consult from a contract location, I scheduled the interview to be at the lady's house. Arriving on time, she answered the door in a very sexy, revealing outfit with a deep passionate kiss. "You're hired" ran through my brain, but I needed to closely examine this candidate. Off to the interview room with the king size bed. Wow, what an opportunity to test the applicants "special" abilities. All interviews should be so cordial.

I started the interview by pulling her close and kissing her, a deep, passionate, soul searching kiss. My hand roamed freely over her nearly naked body, massaging her breasts, sliding between her legs to caress and fondle. What a beautiful body, the kind I often dream of. Short, tanned, toned, maybe 5'2", large succulent breasts, a slim contoured waist, and beautiful hips. Oh, watch out heaven, here I come.

Separating, I asked if I could get comfortable, and the lady replied "Please do". Buttons flying, clothes ripping, and once comfortable, I again pulled her to me and kissed her, our bodies rubbing together, her hands freely roaming, mine doing likewise. Separating, the lady knelt before me and started "Dick"-tation, Slowly, paying special attention to all areas, I'm squirming as I long for her to quickly get to the point. Soon, teasingly, she engulfs me, then slowly slides down until her nose touches my body. Oh, honey, you're definitely on the short list of potential candidates.

Not wanting the interview to end quickly, I stop her. Rising, we're again kissing, caressing each other. Moving to the bed, it's time for the next phase of the interview, a close detailed examination of her assets. Also, I need to find out if this lady can take constructive criticism, or, as I like to refer to it, a "Tongue Lashing". 

Kissing, caressing, our hand again roaming, I slowly move down her body until my mouth and tongue touch the tip of her right mountain. My hands massage while my lips and tongue suckle this wonder of nature. First right, then left, back and forth my head moves examining the highs and lows, savoring the essence, enjoying the textures as I mentally take notes on for the interview file. 

Then moving further down, examining every inch, I stop at her belly button to kiss, caress and fondle. I love belly buttons and I've found, from previous interviews, that allot of women enjoy attention paid to this area. So, another detailed examination is required. Scrutinizing, I determine this innie is quite beautiful and mentally note it for the file.

Continuing my decent, I stop before reaching the "Y", sit back on my haunches and lift her right foot to my mouth. Not much walking is required on my present contract, but a close examination of her feet is mandatory. Kissing her big toe, I slowly suck it, my tongue sliding around and massaging. Then the next toe and the next, checking each for imperfections, noting the closed eyes, the hip movements. Moving from little to big and back, sucking two or three in my mouth at I time, my tongue massages each digit, sliding between them to tease and stimulate. the lady's moaning, her head rolling left, then right. Next, to the right foot the procedure is repeated, and the lady's moaning, hips moving, her hands massaging the tip of the mountains. Once again, mental notes are required for the file.

Now that the feet have passed inspection, I slowly move up her legs, kissing and tongue caressing every inch, moving closer to that part of the interview that I enjoy the most, the "Tongue Lashing". Pausing at her right inner thigh, moving closer, I kiss and massage ever so slowly until I reach the area where her leg joins her torso. Paying special attention to this area, ever so close but not touching, the lady is approaching heaven. Her hips are off the bed undulating, she's moaning, her eyes are closed as she tries to reposition her torso so I will "Lash" the object object of her desire. "Not yet my dear" I'm thinking as I move to her left inner thigh and repeat the process, stopping at the torso fold. The candidate is in heaven.

Moving from fold to fold, my lips brush the area between and the lady jerks on each pass. Oh, she is so close, soon my dear, a little more teasing is required. Closer and closer I move to the area between the folds until my tongue touches her outer lips. Continuing to tease, I massage around the area, barely touching the lips, over and over. Then starting at the bottom, slightly parting the lips, I slide my tongue from bottom to top, savoring the textures and moisture, relishing my lover. Circling but not touching her love button, my lover moans in anticipation. Over and over, bottom to top and back, circling, each pass going a little deeper until I silently say "Now my dear, enjoy".

Positioning my lips over her love button, I suck it in as I open my mouth wider to take in the entire area. As she eases into the vacuum, I part the lips and insert my tongue until I feel the edge of her G-spot. Massaging the spot with my tongue, the vacuum engorging her love button, my lover falls over the edge with mind shattering spasms. Her face, contorted, has started to turn blue and her moans, now screams, are almost ear splitting. Tearing at the sheets, my lover is on a plateau of ecstasy, and I continue to massage the spot, holding her there as her blue face gets darker, almost purple. As she starts to return to the world, I ease my tongue out and flick her love button over and over, pushing her right back to the plateau for more spasms. Eventually my lover comes back to earth, and I back off the sensitive area to let her revel in the afterglow. 

To me, there is nothing more exquisite than watching a beautiful woman reach ecstasy, and the lady seems to be able to take a good "Tongue Lashing", but it needs to be further examined another 2 or three times.

After the lady passed the "Tongue Lashing" portion of the interview, resting for awhile, she asked if she could redo the "Dick"-tation as she felt she it was one of her strongest assets. When a candidate has such strong convictions, how could one refuse? So, positioning herself between my legs, she started slowly kissing and teasing. The tables had turned and the interviewee was now the interviewer and what a wonderful interviewer she was. Massaging with her tongue, licking and moving her hand up and down, it was my turn to moan and try to change positions, but no, the lady learns quickly and can tease as good as she gets. Becoming more aroused, if that were possible, the lady eventually took me entirely into her mouth, going further and further down until her nose again touched my body. Oh, the sensations, the feelings, I was close to exploding but wanted to stay here forever. 

Warning the lady that I was about to release only increased her intensity, her head moving up and down faster, the vacuum in her mouth increasing. Oh, I'm in heaven, loving the stimulation, relishing the plateau when BANG, I start. My lover, committed to the task, never wavers, sucking me deeper into her mouth, enjoying the nectar of the gods. Over and over I spasm as my face turns red, groaning in ecstasy. Well, the lady is right, her "Dick"-tations skills are phenomenal and it is my turn to come back to earth.

The interview has been going on for almost an hour and a half, and I have another appointment, so we set a date and time to continue the and I depart smiling. While driving away, I know that no matter what happens when we meet to complete the interview, I'm going to have another Asset on my consulting team. And oh, what a beautiful ass, I mean asset.



The Consultant



CHAPTER 1

Three weeks after Harley McDowell began work at Howell, Mason and Chan, investment consultants, he was given his first client, until then having teamed with another guy to learn 'the HMC way'.

At forty-two, Harley generally knew all there was to know about investment consultancy but what he had to learn was huge amount of data input into reporting modules that HMC management required to track each consultant's performance and to screen for possible fraudulent or illegal activities involving clients.

He greeted Mrs Linda Brooks warmly, already aware she was a 'blue' category client, meaning she was comfortable with medium risk investments.

"I'm not happy to no longer have Mr Snowden as my consultant."

"I can understand that and sympathize."

She smiled and said it was unexpected to have a financial consultant who possessed charm. "I know Mr Snowden retired and you were hired as his replacement but I haven't been told whether you are you any good at advising."

"Yes I am."

The 44-year-old wealthy widow pulled out a small mirror, examined her hair-line and pushed her fringe a little more sideways and returning her mirror to the bag and clicking the bag shut said, "Yes you are what?"

"I am successful, having built a solid career on solid results but the truth is that simply indicates a trend. Good investment advice is only good at the time it's given. You will be aware markets and opportunities are in constant flux."

"God listening to you is dry. Please give me a drink?"

"Coffee or mineral water?"

"It's almost lunchtime. I was thinking wine."

"Apart from the boardroom, this establishment is a dry ship. Come on, we'll go out and have lunch. If you don't eat lunch you may watch me eat."

"What if your superiors describe this as irregular?"

"My first concern is for my client."

And so, from that first encounter an intimate relationship development between consultant Harley McDowell and Linda Brooks. Although she was only a little older than him, the friendship had not have them racing to bed. She didn't require him because she had several boyfriends and Harley believed it was unethical to fuck a professional client. Even so, he met Linda for lunch every month to six weeks and she sometimes called and invited him to take her to a film. He usually obliged and assumed none of the other men in her life liked historic romance films.

Harley had a 38-foot yacht that was rigged so he could sail it single-handed comfortably and twice Linda had been out sailing with him. It was foreign to her and she loved it.

On the most recent occasion it was a hot day and the wind died on them. They lay in the aft-cockpit sipping wine and Linda said, "I'd like to sunbath topless. Are you okay with that or do you want me to do on to the cabin roof."

"No here's fine. I'm not scared of bared breasts and I won't think any less of you if I see they flop."

She hesitated.

He teased, telling her to get on with it, thinking she'd back down but she smiled and divested and looked okay. 

Harley had been dressed just in shorts ever since they'd left the marina.

Not staring, he said quietly, "Why haven't you remarried. I reckon guys would be really pleased with your body shape and although your manner is somewhat abrasive I've never seen you irritated or behave irrationally. In fact you are a very pleasant woman."

"Is this a proposal?"

"I was married for eight years to an older woman before she tired of me. I think next time I'll marry an athletic, younger woman."

"Athletic? Well that eliminates me."

"Might I make a personal suggestion?"

"You may."

"If you wish to attract a suitable partner you should reflect your wealth in the way you look and the car you drive."

"But I love my Mercedes."

"Then trade it in for a soft top. Men find a blonde driving a sports car is compulsive viewing and that suggests you lighten the color of your hair."

"But this honey color is my natural color."

"I was only suggesting."

"Yes I acknowledge that. Anything else?"

"Then you are interested in what I'm saying?"

"Indeed."

"No serious contender will come forward while you associate with those divorcee guys."

"But they are my pals. A lady needs sex."

"I was only suggesting."

"As always what you say makes good sense. I'll think about it. This is good wine."

"We should only drink good wine. Oh you may be interested to know I can afford this boat because I don't have an extravagant wife."

Two months later Harley received a call from a very excited Linda Brooks.

"I met this guy a fortnight ago and he's in London at an international seminar for the type of surgery he's involved with. He wants me to fly over on Thursday and meet him in Paris for four days. It's not adultery because his wife died thirteen months ago in a boating accident. I met him through a girlfriend who rather thinks she excels as a match-maker."

"Great, just do it Linda if you feel he's right for you and you're confidence you'll be safe with him in a foreign land. Sometimes it can pay to take a red category risk.

"Like when you told me to invest in gold when most other advisers were saying the price had peaked?"

"Exactly. Sometimes red can be good."

"Look thanks for your advice but my real reason for calling is to ask for a favor. Could you meet my daughter off her flight on Friday night at 9:00? Since Claire completed her degree in marine biology she's been working on research on the Great Barrier Reef off Australia. She knows about Errol and me going to France to meet him and when I said I wouldn't go because I didn't want her arriving home without a welcome she said well in that case she wouldn't come home. I weakened and agreed to go and said I'd arrange someone to meet her. She said not to bother but when I mentioned it could be you she became interested."

Harley asked curiously why was that?

Linda hesitated and he growled she must tell him.

"I have mentioned you in emails, about being my new financial consultant and that you had introduced me to sailing."

Harley said doubtfully, "And why would that make her interested in me?"

He heard Linda swallow and he waited.

"I might have mentioned I was a little attracted to you... um sexually... but then last weekend you mentioned you were interested in younger women."

"So why would that interest her?"

"I really don't know. Um she usually admires my taste in everything."

"Well she's just a kid so talking like this gets us nowhere. Yes I'll meet her and deliver her and her possessions to your apartment. I'll gladly do this Linda. You just concentrate on finding out about this guy on your naughty days in Paris and think beyond sex."

""You are such a rude darling. I'll drop in tomorrow with the keys, the alarm code and a recent photo of Claire. She has a master's in marine biology and soon turns twenty-five. So is twenty-five just a kid Harley?"

"I suppose not. But young people think older people are really old by the time they're forty."

"Well I suppose this is getting us nowhere. Claire has never dated a guy long-term because they all have turned out to be a disappointment. She is very demanding."

"Aren't all women?"

Linda laughed and said perhaps she could understand now why he hadn't found a replacement wife.

That night in bed when half asleep, Harley began thinking about a loud-mouth and very demanding Miss Claire Brooks. He didn't like her but because he had her mom's body type he thought he'd like to fuck her. To his astonishment she agreed, but only if they did it two fathoms below the surface of the sea.

Harley touched his cock and found it surprisingly rock-hard. He sleepily stroked it and caught the collar of the head twice and sudden it spurted.

"Jesus," he cried and padded to the bathroom to fetch a towel to clean up.

Linda arrived in his office next morning, her face flushed.

"Christ have you seen the market price for gold."

Harley grinned. He loved seeing women emote without restraint. "Yeah, I began watching the international markets for gold, oil and ores from 5:00 this morning. If this trend continues for say a couple of days I think you ought to put say $50,000 into coking coal because the steel-makers will begin building stocks in anticipation of an industrial surge. If you get in early you stand to win big."

"I'll transfer money into my account this afternoon and email authorization for you to use your discretion to invest up to 400 grand in coal stock whenever you choose."

"That could be as early as tonight. Advise me which of your brokers to use and send them a copy of that authorization. I could place the order as early as tonight. By then the risk could be below the red line."

Linda handed over an envelope with the key and code. Harley pulled out the photo and saw the daughter was not the cold-eyed aggressive woman he'd imagined. The photo revealed an attractive blue-eyed blonde, who was very tanned and with a lovely soft and sensitive smile. Oh honey. He couldn't believe he had a great urge to tell Linda he'd had half a wet dream the previous night thinking about her daughter.

"She looks lovely and I ought to recognize her by this photo."

"She'll be wearing a white Stetson. I won't mind if you two have a fling Harley and please don't tell me to stop being stupid."

"I'll not overlook she is seventeen years my junior Linda and I'm sure your daughter will think it's more like a gap of thirty years."

"My daughter has a name. Why don't you try referring to her as Claire?"

"Um good idea. May I take you to the airport?"

"Thanks but I have that arranged already. You may kiss me goodbye."

They kissed, on the lips, and gently.

"Have a wonderful time Linda."

"Thanks. What's her name?"

"Claire."

They grinned. 

* * *

Harley looked around the crowded arrival area to spot a great-looking chic wearing a white Stetson and sighted three in the general melee.

Oh shit.

"Hi Mr McDowell."

He turned to his right to look into smiling blue eyes of a blonde wearing a white Stetson.

"Oh hi Claire," he smiled and asked how could she have recognized him?

"I did a web search and found you listed on the Howell, Mason and Chan website with your CV and a big photo of a handsome man. I now confirm photo's don't always lie."

"Um," said Harley, a little unnerved. "A good flight?"

"Yeah I sleep well on aircraft and don't eat and only drink bottled water. That way I travel well. Where will we eat?"

"Um I believe the arrangement was I meet you and deliver you safely to your mother's apartment."

"I see, so you are without flexibility?"

"Oh not at all. My thinking is Thai."

"Oooh, very nice. This is not stated to embarrass you but mom said when I called her during my stopover that I'm not to think of you as being old. I'm prepared to do that providing you don't think of me as someone not long out of college."

"You look all woman to me."

"Oh Mr McDowell, what is happening here? Mom complained she was unable to get you to flirt with her."

"I really like your mom and I mean that. But she and I have a professional relationship and so we must remain at arm's length as far as I'm concerned."

"But she has been out alone with you on your sailboat?"

"Yes, twice."

"And you are saying you've not have had sex with my mom when she has sex with most men she likes and I know she really likes you?"

"All I can confirm is I've not behaved inappropriately to compromise my professional relationship with your mother."

"God she's hate missing out on you, I can assure you of that."

"May we go," Harley said rather curtly.

"When I collect my bags," Claire said stiffly.

With relief Harley saw they were all soft bags.

"The remainder of my possessions are coming by sea freight," Claire said.

They conversed a little stiffly until they arrived at Harley's dark blue sports car.

"Omigod, you drive a Nissan 370Z. I just love open top cars."

She let go of the trolley, grabbed Harley and kissed him on the cheek, saying "Good boy."

The surprised Harley mumbled thanks and wondered what the hell else could he have said?

Harley got the bags stowed in the limited space available, with Claire nursing the largest bag.

In the apartment she asked if he minded if she had a shower before they went out.

"No of course not. Yell and I'll come and dry your back."

She looked at him hard and said nothing.

Harley looked in the fridge and found a beer and had just finished that when Claire arrived in a tight, short dress and asked how did she look.

Harley swallowed. He thought he really ought to say, 'You look the best fuck lined up in front of me in years' but instead said, "Aren't your stocking tops a bit low" and she said they were about right; it was the fashion.

"Are you interest in stocking tops Harley?"

The question caught him by surprise and he almost panicked and heard her say there was no need to reply. And then he heard himself bleat, "You have a wonderful looking body."

She just laughed, well giggled actually, as if pleased to have caught the interest of a geriatric whom she'd thought would no longer be aware of women's bodies.

Harley regained control and asked, "Did you have a great sex life in Australia?"

She asked in surprise, "What?"

His confidence folded. "I asked did you like life in Australia."

"Liar, I heard what you said but your audacity took me by surprise. The answer is yes because I usually am careful about my choice of partners. In that climate you wear few clothes so it's easy to have your bikini ripped off and to rip into it."

"Wow."

Claire looked at Harley a little longer than necessary and then the elevator doors opened.

As they walked to the nearby Thai restaurant she said, "I'm surprised you appear so focused on sex."

"You're so sexy; what other provocation is there?"

She smiled and took his arm. "Mom didn't have much to so about you and so I've rather misjudged you. I thought you would be aloof of young people and perhaps a bit grumpy and not at all stylish. I appear to be wrong on all counts. I also couldn't believe my ears hearing you ask about my sexual behavior so early in our relationship."

Relationship? Harley sneaked another quick look at her tits and said, "Ever since your mother asked me to pick you up at the airport I have frequently had carnal thoughts about you and worried that you might be unobtainable because of your young age."

"What has age to do with it?"

"That's an adult outlook."

She smiled. "Are you really anticipating having sex with me?"

"I really ought to be more mature and ask about your work and your aspirations and that sort of thing."

"Yes and I think so too and be boring just like most older men. How old are you?"

"Forty-two."

"You actually look younger."

"Is that good?"

"It's very good. If I allow you to have sex with me will you feel guilty when you next see my mother?"

Harley thought of lying but said yes.

"That was the answer I was hoping for. To me it indicates you're not completely immoral in wanting to screw your client's daughter."

They crossed to the restaurant.

"Say something."

Harley didn't have to think. "I can't believe how much I wish to screw you."

"Oh god, that's the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me," Claire said, swinging round on to Harley and kissing him hard on the mouth. "We're in synch baby; squeeze a tit to tell me you'll stay all tonight with me."

They entered the restaurant and had a lovely meal and exchanged information about each other and no mention was made of sex, not even when they walked back to the apartment tower hand in hand. At the 24-hour reception counter Claire provided her identity as Mrs Brook's daughter to go with the details Linda had registered with reception. The night manager then replied to Harley's question where the guests underground parking areas was located and the number to punch in at the entrance to open the grill.

When Claire opened the apartment door for Harley he found she's already removed her dress, shoes and jewelry. Claire swung into him and kissed Harley gently as she kicked the door closed.

They kissed and tongued and without being overly hurried Harley freed Claire's firm and well-shaped smallish tits and as he worked on them she heated up and reached down and unzipped him.

They moved to the sofa and commenced an orderly, well-performed seduction and when Claire gasped into her released she squeezed his nuts and said in a very honeyed voice, "Squirt your wads over my chest big boy."

Harley hastened to accomplish that, eager not to disappoint.

He rolled off for a rest and wondering, being a modern woman, would she want anal sex.

Claire yawned and said good night, she was off to bed. "Be gone before I awake in the morning."

Harley was furious. The bitch.

He dressed and made coffee and then cooled down a little. He had only himself to blame for being such a fool. That young woman had simply wanted a fuck and he was right on hand and had it served on a plate. Jesus, what an idiot he was.

Harley let himself out after setting the alarm, knowing that as soon as she moved about in the morning it would go off, probably while she was sitting on the John! How childish, but he loved it.

Back in his own apartment Harley looked at international trading results and in his analysis liked what he saw as the trend he'd been looking for. In the morning he called through Linda's order and thought the price for coking coal could spiral for at least 10 days before all forward orders were filled. She'd be advised to sell in about a week and by then would walk away with a profit of perhaps as much as 70% plus the return of her investment. He grinned thinking well one female would be pleased with him. 

Linda called him two nights later to check on whether he'd placed the investment because she'd heard comment on financial news on TV that the price of coking coal internationally was on the move upwards.

"Yes, all done. You were in ahead of the pack and I'm monitoring the situation and will advise when to sell which should be not long after you arrive back home. These are only short-term runs and so it pays not to try to squeeze out the last possible buck."

"Yes master. I hear you collected Claire at the airport and delivered her home okay."

"Yes and we spent some time together and didn't hit it off. I liked her but after a couple of hours she tired of me. We went to your favorite Thai restaurant."

"Well it was worth a try. It didn't go well here either. Errol proved to be such a big disappointment. He's curt and has manners have much to be desired and he can't keep it up after just one ejaculation. I advised him to seek medical help and he screamed at me and said 'you over-sexed bitches are all the same' and so I am now in a different hotel and am concentrating on window shopping."

"Window shopping?"

"All right, and shopping. God you men are all the same," she laughed. "Ada is picking me up at the airport and she had a large car."

"Well you sound happy. I'm told shopping has therapeutic value. We must have dinner sometime."

"Yes we must. Good luck with finding your compatible younger woman."

That night in bed Harley thought about Linda's tits she'd revealed to him out on the water that Sunday a few weeks ago. His erection reacted to those thoughts and he masturbated at the image of Linda's tits but fell asleep too early for a result.



CHAPTER 2

Ada and Claire met Linda at the airport. She was so happy to see her daughter again and at home gave Claire her present from Paris, an exquisite silver necklace that Claire was thrilled with and said she'd always treasure it.

At dinner that evening they talked about men and Linda was startled when Claire said, "Instead of playing the field mom why don't you settle on one guy, for example Harley McDowell.




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"But he told me he was only interested in younger women."

"And what kind of statement was that... bravado? I wonder if he really knows what he wants?"

"But he must, he has a mind trained to analyze and made best-case decisions."

"Mom, emotions can screw up best intention decisions."

"I suppose you are right about that but I think you are wrong about Harley. We are friends, I grant you that, but he's not interested in me sexually."

Claire topped up their wine glasses and said, "Why don't you let him fuck you mom and that would allow him to straighten out his thinking."

"God Claire, you are talking like a coarse Australian guy."

"It's just everyday English language mom. Why don't you update?"

"That's more of less what Harley said to me, about updating myself and getting a sports car. He said men find it compulsive to look at women in sports cars."

"And what do you think he was telling you mom?"

"That I should update."

"Perhaps he was telling you how he would like to see you?"

"I think that's unlikely but then again one never knows with men."

Claire said firmly, "Well you decide about changing clothes but tomorrow you are coming with me to get your hair restyled and highlighted."

"Oh god."

"Drink some more wine mom and the pain will fade.

* * *

Harley was banging the married IT manager at Howell, Mason and Chan who was on a trial three-month separation and was not enjoying the experience. She refused to undress and slid her panties to just below her knees and demanded he do her doggy, with her lying on her side. She wouldn't hold up her upper leg so it was a tight squeeze and until she really lubed us she groaned it was hurting. Then she lay silent, sack-like. He was so furious that when he pulled out and ripped off the condom he emptied his balls on to the back of her dress and into her hair.

She shrieked and called him disgusting names. Harley felt like tracking down her husband and advising him to abandon the trial and settle for a divorce but then accepted their personal life was not his business.

He smiled at Julie and lied, "God that was an amazing fuck."

She looked at him in near-disbelief and then smiled and insisted on taking him out to dinner after she'd washed her hair. In the interest of not gaining an undeserved reputation of being an asshole, Harley smiled and said he accepted her invitation and offered to help with her hair.

"I apologize Julie. You got me so excited I just erupted before I could aim."

"Oh you poor guy," she consulted. "Next time just leave the condom on until we have finished ejaculating."

Next time? In her dreams, Harley scowled. He thought Linda would be a ten times better fuck than Julie.

As he dried Julie's hair he wondered just how good would Linda be in bed? She'd be very experienced and would have handled heaps of men with differing techniques.

Harley called next day and Linda said she was about to call him.

"I'm ecstatic. My broker report indicates I made a gross profit of $273,000 on that coking investment."

"Yes brilliant. I believed it would prove a great runner."

"Will you come out for dinner with me tonight and celebrate, just you and me?"

"Yes I'd like that. It's a great idea."

Harley didn't know why going out to dinner was a great idea after the level of service he'd performed but Linda sounded quite excited he'd accepted.

Thinking about his chances with Linda in this mood, Harley called the PA of the managing-partner, Bruce Chan and asked for ten minutes with Mr Chan on a personal matter. She called back and said in twenty minutes' time.

"Hi Harley, I hear you have settled in well and are shaping your regular clientele group."

"Yes with the assistance and grounding I have receive I believe all is going well."

"Please call me Bruce. What may I do for you?"

Well that was the pleasantries out of the way, Harley thought. Time was money so he should be brief.

"One of my clients, Mrs Linda Brooks and I have struck up a casual friendship. Already my advice has made her considerably money and I believe she wishes to extend the friendship romantically and I have no problem with that. I'm here to ask for the no-fraternization clause in my contract to be declared null in respect of my professional relationship with Mrs Brooks."

Bruce brought up Linda Brook's file on his computer.

"So she is widowed?"

"Yes and divorced twice prior to that."

Bruce whistled. "Phew, a big gain for your client. We picked the coking price run a little too late. Perhaps you ought to be on our market forecast team?"

"As you wish."

"Would you excuse me for a minute while I find one of my partners to discuss your request. Approval or rejection requires majority of two of the three partners is necessary in this almost unique request of yours."

Bruce returned three minutes later and said, "Your request is approved. Please execute what you wish to do without making waves."

"Thank you Bruce. Good afternoon."

"Please attend Monday morning's meeting of our market forecast team. It meets in the boardroom at 10:30. Please come prepared. Members attend each meeting by invitation and the fee members receive per meeting is one thousand dollars. Thank you for visiting."

Harley smiled and nodded at the PA without checking out her tits. He was staggered, not for gaining approval to associate intimately with a client but rather to be invited to join the elite market forecast team, if only for one meeting. Someone would be dropped to make way for him and only six of the thirty-eight consultants were on that team chaired by one of the partners. He was 'in'... er if only for one session.

The restaurant appeared full and Harley hoped Linda had booked. He was dressed 'smart casual' in a boldly colored aquamarine and white large-checked button-down shirt, a light white linen jacket, black pants and black aquamarine socks and black loafers. He waited at the bar nursing a rum and coke and watched quite a sexy older woman with great tits and eye-catching hair arrive and then when she waved his eyes shot very open when he realized it was Linda.

"God you look great," he almost panted.

She looked a little startled and then laughed and said, "Oh my daughter has been working on me."

"Is Claire bored yet not being working?"

"She was hired yesterday by a university with a marine biology teaching unit not two hundred miles up the coast from here."

"Oh great, please pass on my congratulations. When she goes you might welcome more of my company. What drink may I order for you?"

"A Lime Margarita please," Linda said, looking at Harley somewhat curiously.

They chatted about the restaurant that was new to them both and when the drinks were placed before them Linda said, "Good health, what did you mean by I might welcome more of your company?"

Harley knew to proceed carefully because some women didn't like to be rushed.

"I suppose I was thinking the odd movie and eating out together a bit more."

"Why."

"We've become pals without really trying haven't we?"

Linda considered that and nodded but appeared not finished with him and then, mercifully, a waitress appeared and said, "We have your table ready Mrs Brooks."

Harley asked, "How did she...?"

"I'm not known here but gave my name to the maitre 'd when I arrived. I'm probably the only woman here in a purple knitted top and that helped identification." 

When seated and holding their menus, Harley pressed forward a little. "You mentioned your purple top. I'm an admirer of your top."

Linda eyed him steadily. "Meaning?"

"You have great breasts. You exposed them last time you were on 'Distant Horizons' remember?"

"Are you comfortable talking to me like this? While you remember my exposed breasts I remember you indicating your company imposed a non-fraternization ethic with clients."

"Yes I'm very comfortable."

"When then, answer me this. Why are we talking about my breasts?"

"Oh only because once you were interested in showing them to me. Are they up a little higher tonight?"

"Yes," Linda said, looking down at her breasts. "Claire has persuaded me to buy bras with a wider back support strap and slighter wider shoulder straps so I can comfortably hoist them... good heavens, why am I telling you this?"

"A touch of compulsiveness perhaps but let's talk about something else."

She eyed him and said, "Yes that's an excellent idea."

Harley walked Linda home and said he'd really enjoyed himself. He didn't accept her offer to go up for coffee and that that refusal had irritated her. He received a peck rather than a kiss but he smiled at her openly and finally she smiled back. He thought wickedly of thrusting her against the wall beside the doorway and thrusting right up her until she gurgled that was far enough. But he thought that was no way to think about such a lovely woman. He blew her a kiss and watched her eyes widen. He then turned and left.

* * *

Linda strode angrily across to the elevators thinking here was her pussy practically pulsating and she'd allowed him to slip through her fingers with the ineffectiveness of a giggly teenager. Not that she had anything against giggly teenagers because she'd been one. Claire was out with one of her old girlfriends clubbing and probably wouldn't be home for another three or four hours. The guy was a walking fuck machine... they could have had wall-to-wall sex. She groaned in disappointment and then snorted wondering if she still had the fitness to undergo wall-to-wall sex.

* * *

Harley was far more unemotional and patient. He prepared for bed, following his usual routine but on this occasion, fired with intent, he took a towel with him. He pictured Linda's big hairy cunt so vividly it was all over in less than three minutes. He tossed the towel at the bathroom doorway, turned and was soundly asleep within another three minutes. All in all, it was a very efficient arrival home.

In comparison, his date that night lay awake for more than an hour wondering if Harley would ever fuck her. She pulled out a vibrator from her bedside cabinet but then sighed and threw it back into the drawer, accepting it would take her half the night to get off when she was in such a flat mood.

* * *

Linda and Harley went twice to the movies followed by dinner and to a concert followed by supper. When they walked Linda pushed her hand through his arm and when they parted later they kissed but without any fire. Each time she invited him up for coffee and each time he declined with some feeble excuse and no excuse was as weak as claiming it was late. They would both know that couples getting together rarely would fuck early.

No he was avoiding making the commitment to screw her and she was unable to corner him. The frustration over this and the frustration of not having sex with anyone during the month since she'd returned from France were weighing Linda down. Claire had left two weeks earlier for her new job and Linda was in no mood to talk to anyone including Claire about her unanswered wish to have Harley become her regular lover.

Then hurrah! Her big opportunity came. Harley called to ask if she wished to go sailing on Sunday and she reacted with delight and said yes without hesitation. In a flash Linda instantly had recalled she'd have Harley cornered. They'd be on the keel yacht in presumably shark-infested waters. She rubbed across a breast, stretched and sighed, thinking there was plenty of fuck left in this ageing woman yet.

Coincidentally, Harley was having troubled times sexually. That damn woman manager of IT was pestering him to take her to a hotel again. The bitch would call her late at night to plead to be taken out and Harley knew his excuses for fending her away were becoming rather transparent. He was forced to be tolerant because the bitch could make trouble for him at the office.

Bitch? He was rather ashamed of himself. Prior to the only time he'd dated her he'd looked at her tits and felt lust rising. When she'd finally said yes hadn't he thought of her being such a lovely, agreeable woman... and that euphoria continued right up to the moment he found she was an appalling bad fuck? Somehow his judgment and personal standards seem to go haywire when it came to pussy. What the hell had his former wife REALLY thought of him before she left him, apparently in huge disappointment, because she went off with another woman?

Harley knew what the problem was. All the good women where either happily married to good men and didn't stray or the really good women who were available were usually too old or too young for him or lived sexually content with other women. Yes, that was it, and guys like him were left to scrap over what was left. He'd had bad pickings lately.

There was that redhead with a 'come on' smile and really great 'come on' tits but half of their mass disappeared when she removed her 'designer' bra and to his horror she was not yet over her monthly. She suggested she would roll over and that addressed the problem, more or less but left Harley nervous and wondering what kind of jerk he'd become. So he decided to play safe and called Mandy a very old friend. She worked as a floor supervisor in a department store and on this occasion said her feet were killing her because it was sale time and she had to be everywhere, whatever that meant.

Harley had just picked Faye up at her apartment door when one of the elevators opened and out walked her husband who was supposed to be bowling.

"Oh hi Dan."

"Where the hell are you going dolled up like that?"

"I went to visit Gloria (her sister) but she was out. David said to have coffee with him but you know I don't trust that creep," 

Dan didn't comment but glared at Harley.

"Oh this man has just asked me where Merle Ryan's apartment is, you know the fortune teller. It's round the corner, number eleven I thought but I'm not sure."

"I haven't a clue. Look at the names on the doors buddy. Fucking bowling was washed out by the sprinklers going off and blowing out the electrical supply on some of the lanes. Since you're dolled up let's go to a bar."

Harley slunk off, kicking himself for taking such a risk. He had no need to be with married women. The redhead hadn't been married but she'd still been a problem, hadn't she? That woman put sex ahead of everything.

Although feeling downtrodden he was still focused on having sex so called his sister's best friend.

"I think I have a virus," Paula sniffed. "I was sent home from work today. If you want sex I guess I can keep the bed linen over my head so I don't breath on you but I really am not in the mood..."

"It's fine, truly Paula. Some other time. Now you remain tucked up in bed and watch TV and drink plenty of fluids."

"What kind of fluids?"

"Um milk and water."

"Oh yuck."

By then Harley was becoming depressed and was thinking about all those women in the city who felt deprived sexually and would just love to rumble with him. But where was the missing link to put him into contact with first-class fucks from that pack of neglected woman? He had the phone but not their phone numbers. The authorities could send people into space and keep in contact with them and even monitor their heartbeats but the bastards wouldn't bother about solving the problem he had right now. Harley was tempted to call Linda to ask if any of her friends would be interested in a fuck but that idea bombed. He was engaged in the intricate seduction of Linda, a program that could span two or more months before she was gasping for him to have sex with him. If he called her about her girlfriends she'd be offended he hadn't asked her first, giving her first right of refusal.

Yeah he wasn't thinking straight. Perhaps he should jerk off and ease the pressure. Or concentrate on something worthwhile like sitting in front of a computer and analyzing streaming stock market figures, interest rate trends and off-market investment opportunities? Yes to that second option, why not? But what a fucking bore. Perhaps he should accelerate the pace of breaking down Linda's resistance? Yeah why not? It was the quality of a concerted campaign that mattered most, not it's timeframe. He'd call Linda in the morning and invite her out sailing on Sunday. In the confined space of the boat he'd have her complete attention constantly unless she feel asleep. Yeah he'd wear his tight swimsuit and she could focus on the shape of his dick. Yeah good thinking buddy.

It was at times like this Harley wondered if he still needed to grow up. There were still times when his only thoughts were about sex. Well when he once again had pussy place permanently beside him he may well think more about other things but he didn't care for that thought of downgrading the importance of sex. After all, that was the prime reason for being on the planet, wasn't it? 

* * *

Claire loved her new life as an academic and was thrilled about being received so warmly by her fellow tutors. On different occasions three guys and a female had sex with her within her first five days at the university. She doubted that her pussy had never taken such a battering but it was holding up well and she felt great.

She called home.

"Hi mom how are you?"

"Oh darling, wonderful to hear your voice. Well to tell the truth I'm sexually frustrated."

"I was under the impression as you got older other things began obscuring focus on sex."

"That's the theory darling but have you not heard the quotation, 'Sex rears it's ugly head?"

Claire gurgled, "I can confirm some of the heads are indeed repulsively ugly."

The laughed unrestrained.

"Oh god I needed that big laugh," Linda said.

"Jump on to one of those men who hang around you. That will get rid of your frustrations in a zip."

"I can't, they are gone from my life."

"What! Are you insane?"

"My consultant advised it. He said while they hung around like waiting seagulls I would never attract likely suitors."

"Well yes that's sound advice but of course in enacting it there will be a downside. Oh god you mean your financial consultant Harley McDowell told you that?"

"Yes."

"Mom he's a financial analyst. He probably doesn't have a clue about a women's needs."

Linda said he was married for eight years and Claire said she rested her case.

"Did you have sex with him?"

Claire knew she had to lie expertly because she didn't want to put her mom off Harley who might be her mom's best chance of a sexy future.

"I hit on him but he turned me down."

"Was he ill?" Linda asked and they giggled, feeding off each other like many close mothers and adult daughters do.

Linda felt obliged to confess. "As I told you previously he made it quite clear he was interested in younger women and mentioned the ethical rule about client-consultant intimacy. But the last time I was out on the yacht I asked him straight out would he mind if I sunbathed topless and he told me to proceed and watched. I had hoped he might break a few rules... sadly he didn't. He obviously wasn't put off because he's invited me out again this Sunday."

"Oh mom, it's your chance to corner him and force him to break rules."

"How?"

"Show him the lot and even spread your lips. You still shave don't you?"

"Yes."

"Well appear before him freshly shaven and don't worry if you drip when you spread. Guys apparently like confirmation it's lubed up."

"How on earth do you know that?"

"From what guys say. Most guys don't talk much but most will talk about sex, especially about their preferences."

Mother and daughter talked for another thirty minutes and when the call ended Linda felt absolutely primed for sex but miraculously her frustrated feelings had dissipated. She raced to her desk and sent Harley an email saying she wished to provide the catering for him and her on Sunday. She wrote 'him and her' to try to ensure he didn't invite anyone else. Linda then prepared a menu.




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Mid-morning: Still wine for her, beer for Harley, one salmon-filled bagel for her, three for Harley.

Show pussy to Harley, possible sex.

Lunch (after sex): French champagne, chicken salad for her, two steak sandwiches with optional salad for Harley.

Afternoon: More sex and a second bottle of champagne.

Before docking: Harley asking for next date and (hopefully) thinking of moving in with her and the possibility of marriage.

Reminder: Pre-nuptial agreement.

Reminder: Condoms and lube.

Linda thought it was a well-constructed lunch and program for a day's sailing, not that there would be a great deal of time available for sailing.

She booked in for a full body rejuvenation on Saturday and thought that was all she could do to prepare for possibly the greatest seduction of her life... or possibly the greatest misfire and disappointment of her life.



CHAPTER 3

Linda drew open the drapes on Sunday morning and was shocked. The city was being buffeted by wind and rain. She almost cried.

At 7:00 she called Harley. He sounded sleepy and said to hold on while he brought up the revised weather forecast.

"No panic," he said, sounding in charge. A small front has been passing through for the past hour and will be clear by 9:00. We are not scheduled to leave the marina until 10:30 and my guess the sea ought to be calming by then but remember for sailing a bit of chop means a bit of wind and that's good."

"Yes as an occasional sailor I'm aware of that. We like the sails well-filled."

Harley was too much of a gentleman to remind Linda she'd only ever been out sailing twice in her life.

It was sunny and warm when Linda parked at the marina. She went to the gate and show the pass Harley had given her and said she needed someone to assist her to lug provisions.

"We have no hired help. Ask someone who is entering to assist you."

"They might think I'm soliciting?"

"What's that?"

"Oh never mind."

"I'll fetch a dolly for you."

Linda said she wasn't upset and she was far too old to require the comfort of a doll. God what was wrong with these guys with a mother fixation? The guy grinned and left his hut and she thought about asking did he wear night diapers.

He returned with a small wire cage thingy on wheels.

"Just wheel the dolly back off the pier and leave it clear of the entrance. I'll pick it up later."

"Oh thank you...you are such a gentleman."

"Yeah well my mom worked on that and so does my wife. I'm supposed to be a role model for my kids. Harley came through an hour ago. Distant Horizons is on eleven on Pier M."

"Thank you. I remember."

"I didn't take you for a boatie. Good sailing ma'am."

As Linda pulled the dolly along Pier M, Harley waved and she waved back and braced her shoulders and whipped up into seduction resolve.

Harley, dressed only in swim briefs and a long shirt, then almost floored her. He flipped up the front of his shirt to allow Linda to eye his belly but her eyes glued on his bulge... the guy was obviously half erect. 

She swallowed and felt helpless.

Harley vaulted down over the safety railing saying, "Welcome, here let me help you." He kissed her and slowly pulled a hand over her left tit before breaking off the kiss, leaving Linda palpitating.

It was sunny with a good breeze and the water chop didn't look frightening and right in front of her was a guy with a big dick who appeared eager to use it. What more could Linda want.

"I feel faint," she said unsteadily.

Strong arms came to her assistance and she was helped aboard and told to sit on the padded cockpit seat.

"Don't lie down if you're feeling faint," Harley urged. He disappeared and returned with a small drink.

"Here toss this down."

Linda obeyed and felt her head almost lift off, a powerful essence assault her nose and a warm feeling almost explode into her stomach.

"Christ what was that?" she gasped.

"Neat Navy Rum. How are you feeling?"

"I think I'm okay. I think it must have been nervous tension. If you recall I behaved like a slut last time I was on board and bared my breasts to you."

"That was my highlight of that day," Harley grinned. "My expectation today is to see a lot more. Here stand up slowly... that's it. Now I'm letting you go. God holding you is making my cock stiffen."

"Your cock?" Linda said, keen to have Harley learn she wasn't afraid of the word.

Harley held his nerve and said the thing that was very close to touch her thigh and he felt Linda push forward against it. It was his turn to swallow.

"I think this will be an auspicious voyage. As your consultant I recommend we push out to sea instead of staying inert here."

She asked was he suggesting there was more excitement at sea and her consultant replied yes there would be excitement and more privacy.

They left the marina and Linda went below and set out the food and checked the temperature of the champagne in its thermal cooler. It was fine.

She emerged and stood up close beside Harley at the wheel. He reached round to cup a breast and said clearly, "We are going to fuck today, aren't we."

Linda said clearly, "Yes of course" and gasped when her boob was squeezed rather firmly.

When they were clear of everything and everybody she fetched the pre-lunch snacks and handed Harley a beer.

"Ah a lovely woman who's aware of essentials. Are you protected?"

"Yes and I packed condoms and lube in case you become adventurous."

"Jesus."

She smiled smugly.

"Stand over there," Harley said pointing. "Remove your clothing and spread for me."

"Spread?" she said, appearing dumb to buy time. She'd only had time for two sips of wine and would have preferred having two more glasses before engaging in daylight sex.

"Yeah open your cunt for me."

Omigod, she thought. He only had to bite her butt and she'd stream over his pristine deck.

Taking her time Linda put her wine in the holder and then stood away from him and feeling as goofy as a teenager stripping for the first time in front of a boyfriend removed her clothes, aware her nipples were already taut.

She spread her legs and warned softly, "We may see it's a little moist."

She pulled her lips apart, imagining she must look like a beached whale and, bent over slightly and with her legs wide, and heard Harley say, "A few beads of moisture is not incontinence... it's a sign that a women is lubing up for sex. No man could ask for a better sign than that."

God Claire was right about that, Linda marveled. Fancy her daughter at her young age knowing something about sex that she didn't.

"Thanks, you have a great looking cunt as I expected you would and I'm pleased to see it's practically hairless."

Relieved that her 'audition' was over, Linda walked back totally nude and took a big swig of wine, aware her seducer was watching her closely.

She cooed, "Keep calm' and removed Harley's shirt and then pulled off his swim briefs, receiving full cooperation. She rubbed the half-erect cock against her cheek and then kissed it, feeling it stiffen in her hand. She let it go and stood beside the captain and checked the ribbons on the main as he did and looking at the foresail said, "The foresail could do with a little slack.

"Then do it."

"Aye, aye." Taking care not to damage her nails she let the winch out half a turn.

"Good work. You learn fast."

"You like sailing. If I'm to share your life it's only sensible to take an interest in your activities. I have been studying sailing instructions on the Internet."

"I'm impressed."

"Thank you."

Harley decided to luff and instructed her to watch the mainsail didn't catch on anything as he operated the automatic furling system. It worked fine and he then wound in the foresail.

"We'll just drift as we have a pre-lunch fuck."

"What a great idea."

Linda sat and opened her legs wide. Harley went on to his knees and dropped his head into Linda's box and felt her tense and then relax with an "Oooh" as his tongue slid over a cheek and penetrated between both lips and must have tasted pussy juice. He murmured "Hmmm" to communicate that what he was engaging in met with his approval. He felt Linda's hands worm through his hair.

A few minutes later, writhing, Linda croaked, "Oh please Harley... fuck me."

He obliged, pulling her well forward so she slumped downwards, so she was taking most of her weight on only a small section of her butt, and they both focused on his thick member as slowly it slid into her depths.

"You're lovely juicy."

"Oh god," she groaned as if that was a criticism, a very embarrassing criticism, but nothing could be further from the truth.

Harley began pushing back and forward. She timed her movements and grabbing a hanging breast pushed it toward his mouth. He nuzzled it greedily and made lots of slurping noises to excite her and gradually her "Oh god" cries were replaced with "Bite my nipple gently. That's it. When you get a chance bite my butt, low down where you think the way of my pantry line would be.

Linda groaned and fell into a release, recovered and began banging back at Harley again. He'd not missed a stroke. 

When Harley knew he was close he pulled out, bent down and bit Linda low on the ass.

She screamed and convulsed. He slid in again against the outflow of her streaming juices and soon grunted into an ejaculation that would have flooded the far end of her vagina but would obey the laws of gravity and mostly end up dripping down her thighs after removal of his obstruction.

Blowing heavily Linda said, "Get the champagne. I packed two flutes but wipe that thing of yours first, it's dripping."

After cleaning up Harley strutted off, pleased with his performance and absolutely delighted at the way in which Linda had participated with verve. She really was a great fuck and he'd tell her.

They docked late afternoon, very weary after their activity, although they hadn't done much sailing. In addition Linda had a tender butt because it hadn't been penetrated for a very long time.

After the boat was shipshape they sat drinking coffee.

"Linda, you truly are a great fuck."

Although rather aghast at such blunt talking when not warmed up, Linda fluttered her eyelashes and was sincere when she said, "That is one of the loveliest things anyone has ever said to me."

Harley beamed.

"Would you consider moving in with me? I'd welcome the company and, er, of course all the exercise."

"Sure thing and thanks for the invitation. As your consultant I suggest we wait for a month of two before taking that drastic step."

"No."

"I was mainly thinking of you."

"No we have already proven we can work together and have mutual respect."

"Well I'll move in next Saturday if that's okay and will arrange to on-sell the lease of my apartment."

"Um are you that confident it will work out between us long-term?"

"Yes and my advice is to consult your attorney about a cohabitation agreement."

"I really don't think..."

"I am your consultant Linda and I'm sure your daughter would be happier knowing that we are in a loose living arrangement but with you having security over your assets including your apartment. The agreement would not prevent you being financially generous to me should that desire ever occur to you."

"Very well, great idea. Um may we have sex sometime this week?"

"Perhaps I could come to dinner and Wednesday and stay the night."

"Oooh, great idea."

"Have I said you are a great fuck Harley?"



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When I hung up the phone, I admit I might have slammed down the receiver in frustration. It was Monday and I had been looking forward to an evening spent in my recliner with a couple beers and some Monday Night Football. Instead, I had just been informed that I had been enlisted by my wife to help entertain another in a seemingly endless stream of consultants brought in to figure out how to make my wife's place of employment hum.

"I know how much you hate it," she started, "but Bill already has a meeting and I agreed to meet Jan and her husband for dinner."

Kate's request was both surprising and unsurprising at the same time. It was not unusual to have consultants come to town and to have Kate's boss pawn them off on her. It was unusual to have the consultant be a woman and be accompanied by her spouse. I was accustomed to being asked to tag along with Kate, who was uncomfortable going solo when the consultant was a man. She had done it once, and complained the guy spent the entire time staring at her ample bosom and even tried groping her after insisting he should escort Kate to her car.

"Please come with me," she pleaded, "I really, really need your support."

That did it. Kate had thrown out the "I need your support" card, which meant I'd be in the dog house if I bailed on her.

"Okay," I grumbled as I hung up the phone. I was pissed at the time, but in hindsight, I clearly made the right decision.

I was running late after a hectic afternoon at work and didn't pull into the driveway until nearly six o'clock. After I scurried through the front door, I jogged up the staircase and ran into the master bathroom intending to take a quick shower. The sight that greeted me when I rounded the corner into the john stopped me in my tracks. Kate was applying her makeup at the sink, leaning towards the mirror wearing only a black lace bra and matching panties. What an ass! I had moved my gaze up to Kate's lovely and large breasts when her eyes glanced away from her face and and focused on my reflection in the mirror as I ogled her tits and ass. I was sure she was going to complain I was late getting home, but instead she smiled sweetly and sensuously wiggled her beautiful behind.

I assumed it was an invitation and wasted no time as I slid up behind her and pressed my rapidly hardening and fully clothed cock to her barely covered butt. I ran my hands down Kate's naked back and gently grabbed hold of her hips, while she pushed back with her ass and squirmed against the growing bulge in my pants.

Just as my hand was reaching for the fly on my jeans, Kate gave out a tiny moan before protesting, "We can't," the desire unmistakable in her voice, "we're already going to be late and you need to get in the shower."

With that said, Kate nudged her tight little ass up against by now fully erect dick as it strained against the confines of my pants, turned around, planted a passionate kiss on my lips, gave my cock a quick tug,and sauntered into our bedroom with her hips swaying suggestively.

"What a fucking tease," I yelled after her. 

I could hear Kate giggle, obviously pleased with herself, as I pulled off my work clothes and climbed into the shower. At that point, I would have paid almost any price to blow off the plans for the evening and get into the sack with Kate's hot body and just fuck the night away. My cock was hard when I started the shower and I was still sporting a pretty good woody when I pulled back the shower curtain to climb out.

Kate was back at the sink now fully dressed in black slacks and a blouse that accentuated her hot curves. She glanced over at me while I started to towel and quipped, "I was sure you were going to take care of that yourself in the shower," while moving her hand up and down with her fingers curled around in the classic "jerk-off" gesture. "Now you'll just have to wait until we get home so I can relieve your tension."

My beautiful bride was obviously in a horny mood and I couldn't wait to be done with our duties. That wasn't going to happen if I remained in place with my semi-hard dick exposed hoping for a quick blow job so I ambled into the bedroom and got dressed.

Kate called Jan on her cell as we were driving downtown to let her know we'd be couple minutes late. Jan assured Kate that it was no problem and instructed us to look for her and Steve in the bar, where they would be sipping on margaritas.

Thanks to Kate's lead foot we were only about 10 minutes behind schedule when we walked into the lounge. Kate pointed to Jan's table, and I quickly noticed the two glasses on it were already damn near drained. I couldn't get a good view of Jan as we approached, but Steve was facing us and it was clear he had no trouble attracting the fairer sex. The guy was around 35, broad-shouldered, with a full head of black hair graying around the temple. 

My wife was looking Steve over good as we walked closer, and after about five steps, I finally got a decent view of Jan the consultant. She was so unbelievably gorgeous I damned near stopped in my tracks! My wife is hot, but this chick was pure southern California beach babe. Straight blond hair framed a face that could have from a fashion magazine. She wasn't busty, but her trim, athletic body exuded sex. The expression on my face must have betrayed my thoughts because I received a decent elbow jab from Kate just before she introduced me to Jan, and Jan took care to introduce Steve.

While we waited for dinner to be served, the conversation came easy and the drinks quickly. We talked about our jobs and families. Kate and I have two children, but both had flown the coop for college. Jan and Steve were still in the middle of it with elementary age offspring

who dominated their lives. Jan explained that she decided to ask Steve to join her on her trip so the two of them could have a chance to reconnect and hopefully put some spark back in their love life.

We didn't have to wait long for our dinners to arrive, and the casual conversation continued effortlessly as we sated our appetites. The drinks kept coming, and by the time the table was cleared the laughter coming from our table had grown common and loud enough to attract the attention of a few other diners.

Jan finished off her third margarita and announced it was time for her to visit the restroom. It was my first opportunity to take in her whole body. She stood up and turned around. "Oh, my God," my brain screamed. This chick's ass was the finest I had ever had the opportunity to ogle! She knew it too. Jan added a seductive sway to her gait just before she turned and spied me staring at her gorgeous behind. When my gaze shifted up, I caught a glimpse of a smile on her lips just as Kate's elbow jabbed me in the side.

Steve seemed oblivious to the brief exchange and continued chatting up Kate as he sipped his drink. Within a few minutes, Jan sauntered around the corner and returned to her seat at the table. Another round of drinks was ordered and the gabfest continued.

That's when Jan caught Steve staring at Kate's tits. She wasn't wearing anything revealing, but her 34Ds still commanded the attention of anyone carrying normal levels of testosterone in his blood. It was tough to tell if she was actually mad at him as Jan admonished Steve that it was rude of him to allow his gaze to drift that far south. "How would you like if Jake kept eyeing my cleavage?" she demanded.

For some reason Kate felt a need to defend Steve. "Don't be too tough on him," she pleaded, "boys will be boys." Then, in an apparent move to even the playing field, Kate added, "just five minutes ago I caught Jake taking in the view of your ass, and he wasn't even trying to be discrete."

Before I could recover from nearly spitting out my drink and begin to mount my defense, Jan interrupted with a hint of a giggle in her voice, "Don't worry about it. Steve is used to it, and truth be told, I'm a bit of an exhibitionist and it turns me on knowing the guys like what they see!"

For some reason, that opened the floodgates and Jan launched into a story about their visit to a clothing optional beach in Cancun. Jan claimed she had no intention of actually getting naked, but she had found herself getting revved up by the the reaction of the men, and a few women, to her revealing two-piece swimsuit.

Steve jumped into the conversation, explaining how he took notice of her aroused state, and grabbed the opportunity to lobby Jan to lose her top. He said it took him 20-minutes, but Jan finally agreed to lay on her belly topless after he promised to give her a good rubdown.

"It was so sensual," Jan said as I caught her squirming a bit in her seat. "Steve kept massaging my back as I glanced around at all the naked bodies nearby. Some probably should have stayed covered, but the were quite a few hot guys and girls. Soon I noticed this one couple watching us, and when I gathered up enough nerve, I returned their gaze." Jan hesitated just a bit before continuing. It was pretty clear she was contemplating if she should share the rest of the story when the small crease that had been forming on her forehead vanished, and she gave herself a little squeeze with her arms crossed over her breasts.

"Steve was giving my butt a pretty good rubdown, and every few seconds could feel his fingers sliding a bit farther under my bikini bottoms. The couple watching us never looked away, and as I kept my eyes pointed in their direction, the chick casually reached down between her man's legs and started stroking his cock! They were both totally nude. She looked tobe in her mid 20's, with short blond hair and an all-over tan. Jan described the guy as in his 30's and very fit with a full head of jet black hair. Then she added, "Oh yeah, he was also sporting no tan lines to go along with his 9-inch pole."

Jan's eyes had a distant look to them and it wasn't clear if Jan was really aware she that was with us and sitting in a bustling restaurant. I clearly noticed her nipples were making a distinct impression on her blouse as she went on with her story. 

"I could feel myself getting wetter watching this chick hand-fucking her guy as my guy was trying to take some liberties with my half-naked bod! That's when I told Steve that I would be willing to take it all off if he would ditch his swimsuit. I didn't know until later that he'd been taking in the same show, and Steve quickly accepted my offer."

I glanced over at Kate. Her eyes were riveted on Steve, waiting for his response to Jan's story. "Holy shit!," I mouthed when she finally glanced in my direction. We had often fantasized, when alone in our bed, about what it might be like to BE with someone else. We weren't swingers, but both of us had gotten turned on talking about the possibility of getting it on with someone else in the presence of one another, and here we were with this smoking hot babe talking about getting naked while watching another chick stroke her guy's cock. Kate just grinned.

Steve also grinned as he took over the role of storyteller. "I told her I would gladly display my cock if she slid off her bikini bottom. Hell, we were on a nude beach and most of the guys had their dicks waving in the wind." He paused, looking straight into Kate's ever widening green eyes, before adding, "Of course, very few of the other men were sporting a rock hard woody like I was."

Jan then jumped back in, "I was soaking wet, but I don't think anyone other than Steve could have known. His arousal was a bit more obvious and when Steve stood up and slid down his suit, I actually heard the woman on the blanket behind us suck in her breath when caught a view of his privates. Remember,I never intended getting naked, and here I was, lying on my back with my husband's erect cock above me and my pussy getting wetter by the second."

Once again, I took stock of the situation by first looking to my wife, who seemed content to be sitting in a restaurant listening to an incredibly beautiful woman talk about hard penises and her wet vagina. My gaze then shifted to Steve and saw that his attention was split between his wife's voice and my wife's chest. Finally, I returned my eyes to Jan, who had a sparkle in her eyes and seductive smile on her lips as she looked straight into my eyes and continued with her tale.

"When I eventually shifted my gaze back to the amorous couple, I saw they were packing their things. Steve was also watching as this fine specimen of a man and his hottie companion got to their feet."

That's when Jan breathlessly described the target of their voyeurism. "The chick is about 5'5" with short-cropped brunette hair what can only be described as a flawless body. Her guy was around 6-feet tall with and had a delicious muscular frame." 

"They started walking away from us down the beach, but then turned back and the girl gestured like we should follow!" Jan said she and Steve quickly scanned the beach around them to see if anyone else was reacting, but didn't see a thing. "That's when Steve gave me one of his leering looks and casually suggested we should follow them."

Jan paused for just a second before continuing, "I just stared back at him for a few seconds before I said, "What the fuck." and stood up naked as a jaybird." Then she conspiratorially whispered, "I was so horny, I wouldn't have been surprised if my juices started flowing down my legs!"

Speaking of horny, I found myself shifting in my chair to ease the pressure on my steadily hardening cock. I shot a glance over to my wife to see if she had taken notice of my condition, and found her entranced with Jan's tale.

"What was it like having all those people staring at you?" Kate had asked exactly the question I would have if I hadn't been preoccupied with my growing erection.

"I thought I'd be embarrassed, but instead I felt electrified." Jan described how she scanned the crowd on the beach and found most of the people hadn't taken any notice, but she also clearly saw lust on many of the faces, both men and women. "It was such a turn on! My body was almost vibrating as my mind reeled at the thought that the person behind each of those faces was thinking about having sex with me."

Jan then described how it took Steve a bit longer to get to his feet because was attempting to conceal his boner, and how he finally gave up and stood next to his naked bride with his fully erect penis on display.

"I could feel myself turning beet red with embarrassment, and it still wouldn't go down so I just grabbed our stuff, grabbed Jan, and started walking in the direction of the hot naked couple." 

Steve's eyes remained squarely aimed at Kate's tits as he took over the role of storyteller. "They were about 100-yards ahead of us and moving at a pretty good clip. I could tell we were losing ground on them. It was partly because Jan seemed to be in a daze, and partly because I was finding it a bit difficult to walk fast with a hard dick slapping against my thighs!"

We all started to laugh, and Steve's face reddened as he realized how ridiculous his last statement sounded. Rather than risk further embarrassment, Steve kept quiet and let Jan take over.

"We were slower than they were, but I was able to see then turn into series of tall sand dunes that kept most people from using that portion of the beach. It took us a few minutes to reach the spot where they turned, and by then there was no sign of them. I was about to turn back when Steve grabbed my hand and pulled me into the maze of dunes."

At that point, the storyteller was interrupted by another round of laughter when she disclosed they were moving a bit faster because the dick now slapping Steve's thighs could no longer be described as "rock hard." 

After the three of us managed to ratchet our laughter down to giggles, Jan described how the sounds of the ocean started to fade after they had only taken a few steps into the dunes. "We had no idea where they could be, but after walking about 10-yards inland both of us began hearing something. We decided to follow our ears and took a path to the right between two dunes."

Jan had Kate and I were completely wrapped up in her story. My cock, which was now totally erect was telling me it was going to get hotter, but Jan's description of the dunes was so foreboding, my brain was telling me to prepare for an ending out of a Stephen King novel. Thankfully, my cock had it right.

After a pausing to notice our rapt attention, Jan plowed ahead. "After about 20-yards I stopped dead in my tracks and Steve, who was following my lead, bumped right into my naked ass. We had stumbled into a room formed by the dunes and the path was the only way in or out unless you wanted to climb over one of the dunes. The sand dune chamber was pretty cool, but what had stopped me in my tracks, and was bringing the hardness back to my sweet hubby's cock pressed against my butt crack, was the sight of the hot chick on her knees in front of the hot guy sucking and licking his nine inch rod!"

Kate actually let out a soft moan at that point, and it almost appeared she was quivering as the sexual tension around the table climbed another notch. It felt like the boiling point was near as we all sipped our drinks and waited for Jan's next installment.

"Both of us dropped our stuff on the sand and stared as the XXX performance played out just 10-feet away. This chick didn't miss a beat. She glanced in our direction long enough to make sure we knew she had seen us, and even managed a small welcoming smile as she continued gobbling the dude's cock! Both of her hand were gripping his muscular ass cheeks when she took all of him into her throat and he started thrusting, literally fucking her face. He was holding and twisting her hair, pulling her toward his crotch, and I couldn't tell if he was even aware we were watching."

Jan was breathing hard now, and one of her hands was beneath the table. I couldn't see what she was doing, but by the way her arm muscles would flex and relax I was pretty sure Jan was rubbing herself where it feels good. The restaurant was no longer crowded, but it certainly wasn't deserted and I took a second to glance around and see if anyone had taken notice.

Jan's voice had become a little husky, "It was like I was hypnotized, I couldn't take my eyes off those two beautiful bodies right in front of me. The only distraction was the hardness pressing against my lower back, and the harder and larger it got, the more I got distracted. That's when the all-over-tan babe disengaged her mouth from her man's cock. She put both of her hands against his chest and pushed him against the wall of the nearest sand dune. He wasn't lying down, but he wasn't standing either." Jan took a sip of her drink, and then blurted out, "Oh my God! His cock was gorgeous! It was sticking straight out, and if that chick hadn't beaten me to it, I might have climbed aboard and taken it for a ride!"

Jan laughed, actually we all laughed to cut the tension and to make the couple staring at us from a few tables away believed Jan's exclamation was the punchline of a joke. I don't think they bought it. 

"This woman, who has somehow captured the pure essence of sex, looked over at Steve and I, lightly licked her lips, and then crawled up this well endowed hunk's chest until he cupped her muscular ass in his huge hands and guided her down until his pole slid inside her. I can't tell you how hot it was watching those two fuck!"

That's when Steve broke in. "I just couldn't take it. I didn't even ask Jan if she wanted it, I just grabbed her shoulders, pushed her forward until she put her hands out and braced herself against the dune, and drove my cock into her. Jesus! Her pussy was so frigging wet my dick went in so deep and so fast I almost lost my balance!"

"If it wasn't for my extraordinarily strong thighs we would've been on the ground!" Jan was laughing as she described her surprise at having her husband's cock jabbed into her pussy, although she admitted it wasn't that big of a surprise considering they were both naked and




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extremely turned on watching another couple fucking a few feet away. "My muscular thighs didn't have to hold too long though, Steve only managed about 10 good thrusts before he shot his load and we both tumbled to the ground. " 

Jan and Steve both looked a bit sheepish as Jan began describing how they gathered up their belongings and ran from the dune maze as fast as they possibly could, and how the hot couple laughed loudly at their panicked retreat while maintaining a perfect rhythm in their porn performance fucking.

"Once I got back on my feet, I just grabbed our little bag and ran. I can still remember how hot my face felt from both excitement and embarrassment. " Jan's face became flushed again as she recounted the couple's mad dash back to the ocean. 

That prompted Steve to let out a loud laugh, "I didn't know a person's butt could blush, but I clearly remember seeing Jan's cute little ass turned red while I ran to catch up with her." 

Jan responded with a playful jab to Steve's shoulder, "Yeah, right...I was already in the surf washing off your cum by the time you came out of the dunes. I bet you just stood there watching more of the show and didn't even notice I had left until your dick got hard again and my sweet pussy wasn't immediately available for you to fuck!"

Steve was still laughing, "Okay, I admit I might have stayed and watched for a couple more seconds, but I was close enough running out to see your rosy cheeks. "

While the two of them giggled at their memories of their kinky encounter, I stole a glance at my wife and caught her in the act of rubbing herself under the table! Who was I to judge? I was sitting next to her sporting one hell of a woody. 

Jan finished telling the tale, describing how she and Steve walked back down the beach without a stitch of clothing until they reached the boundaries of the clothing optional area. Only then did they slip back into their swimming suits for the short walk to their beachfront hotel. Once they got up to their room, Jan wrapped up the hottest story ever shared with me by describing how She and Steve ripped of their suits and fucked like rabbits for the rest of the afternoon.

I think I was staring at her with my mouth wide open when Jan nonchalantly asked, "Do you guys have any crazy stories you'd like to share? "

We didn't. The wildest thing Kate and I had done, sex wise, was to sneak away from our group during a camping trip and make love in the woods. 

After a couple seconds of awkward silence, Kate offered how she had won a wet t-shirt contest during her college years, "Does that count? I know it's not anywhere near as wild as what you guys did, but it was the craziest thing I've ever done. "

Steve responded with a shit eating grin, while Jan leaned forward, offering me a bit better view of her pert breasts before breathlessly pleading, " I want to hear every last detail. "

I remember thinking that no matter what goes down tonight I'm gonna get laid big-time. Every time Kate brings up her wet T victory, I have benefited greatly in the sack. I almost always use the occasion to remind her of my number-one fantasy; watching her and another chick get it on. The story usually has me in the audience watching as Kate and the other girls dance around with their boobs showing clearly through the soaked fabric. Eventually, one of the other contestants makes a move and starts grinding against Kate, who shocks the shit out of me by grabbing the other girl by the ass, pulling her close, and giving her a full tongue kiss as the crowd goes nuts. To make a long story short, the fantasy has Kate eventually baring her tits and winning the prize. Afterwards, she brings the other woman back to our table and after a few drinks we'd go to our hotel room for a three-way orgy. Every time I've told Kate about that particular fantasy she has told me it makes her wet. 

"It was a dare. I was the straight-laced RA of my dorm and the younger girls were always trying to corrupt me." Kate glanced over at me with a sly smile on her luscious lips as she continued her story. "I was short of money that month so it wasn't too hard for them to talk me into it. Six of us, all girls, first went to our favorite watering hole and did a few shots of liquid bravery before we migrated over to the local biker bar that had advertised a top prize of $500 for the winner of its Friday night wet T contest. "

"One of my college buddies went straight up to the bar manager, pointed at me, and announced loudly that I was there to collect the $500 bucks. The manager, who looked like a hardcore biker himself, reached over the bar, grabbed a t-shirt advertising his fine tavern and pointed his stubby finger in the direction of a backroom. All six of us went through the door and found ourselves crammed into a dingy office with five other girls. "

Kate looked over at Jan, "A couple of them could have been competition, but the others looked like they probably enjoyed a few too many beers and too few showers. Still, I was so nervous I was shaking as I took off my blouse and put on the t-shirt." 

Kate chuckled as she announced that the shirt read "Brad's Suds and Spuds." "I still can't believe I went through with it. All the girls from the dorm stood in the back of the bar while I got up on the stage in front of a bunch of sweaty and drunk bikers. The music was thumping and everyone was chanting, "Skin to win! Skin to win!" 

She was blushing now. "I was a bit tipsy from the shots, but the other girls on the stage were ripped. One chick immediately tore off her t-shirt and twirled it over her head before tossing it into the face of a biker in the front row. Two of the other girls started rubbing up against each other and kissing. I mean full make-out kissing with sloppy tongues and everything. That left me and another non-biker chick just standing there swaying to George Thorogood with soaking wet white t-shirts clinging to our bra-less boobs. Maybe I was drunker than I thought I was, because I decided to actually try to win when I looked out to the back of the bar and saw my friends had joined the crowd screaming "Take it off! Take it off!" I let the music take hold of me and started gyrating my hips. It felt like every eye in the place was on me when I started to slowly raise my t-shirt above my belly. I stopped just below my tits and shook 'em. My knees almost gave out when the entire bar cheered and started yelling right at me, "Show us the tits! Show us the tits!" I couldn't even breathe, but I somehow found a way to seductively wiggle the shirt over my head and aired 'em out for the crowd. They just went nuts, and my friends were screaming the loudest! 

Kate's face was beet red when she wrapped her story by simply stating, "Obviously, I won."

Jan spoke first, "That was fucking hot!" 

Steve followed that with, "I second that. I would have paid good money to be there that night!"

That got me laughing, "You guys have no idea how many times Kate has heard me say that very same thing!" That statement earned me a punch in the shoulder from my still blushing bride. Her reaction and obvious embarrassment got all of us laughing, including Kate. Before our chuckles died down completely, we were notified that our fine hosts were closing for the night and it was time to settle our bill. 

As we were leaving, Jan and Steve held back a bit while the four of us walked in the direction of our car and their hotel. The two of them were holding hands and whispering to each other before Jan ran up to Kate and I and asked, "Would you guys be interested in a night cap? We brought along a couple bottles of wine from home, and it's been so much fun, we'd hate to see the night end so early."

Kate didn't hesitate for even a second, "We'd love to. One more drink won't kill us, right honey?" She grabbed onto my hand as she was delivering our response to the invite and looked at me with a smoldering fire in her eyes.

I had no idea what to expect as Kate and I were led into Jan and Steve's suite. We sat on the couch, while Steve sat on the edge of the bed as Jan fetched a bottle of wine and some plastic glasses. After pouring the wine and handing each of us a full glass, Jan sat next to Steve, and began rubbing his leg in a way that suggested it was a nearly instinctive gesture of affection. However, for Kate and I, watching Jan's fingers move along Steve's thigh turned up the heat another notch. 

Feeling a wave of nervousness, I blurted out, "What should we do now?" It wasn't meant as an icebreaker, but it had that effect. Kate stifled a giggle, which caused Jan and Steve to burst out laughing. I turned beet red before I realized they weren't laughing at me and were simply releasing some of the tension that had been building since we arrived at their hotel room. 

Kate leaned up against me, looked seductively into my eyes and batted her lashes as she purred, "What do you have in mind, big boy?" That prompted another round of roaring laughter, with me leading the way. My beautiful Kate is hot as hell, but her attempts to play the seductress are better suited for "Saturday Night Live" than late nights on "Cinemax." 

While our laughter was still subsiding, Jan leaned over and whispered into Steve's ear. He began to blush as he nodded his head to his wife's secret communications. When she was done, Steve cleared his throat and looked to Jan, who didn't waste any time before she blurted out, "I think we should have our own private wet-T contest right here in this room." Jan took in a quick breath before she continued, "All of us got turned on listening to your story, and it's obvious Jake fantasizes about it...so why not? It could be exactly what Steve and I are looking for to jazz things up a bit."

Kate was looking at me, but I couldn't respond. My mind was racing as I imagined seeing both of these hot women in soaking t-shirts, their breasts clearly visible through the wet fabric as they gyrated in front of me. 

"I guess that look says it all," Kate said as she got up off the couch. "He's already painting a mental picture of us with our boobies bouncing. I bet he's already getting hard!" Kate gave my crotch a quick grab, and kissed my mouth before announcing, "I'll do it, but only if the boys strip to their undies. It's only fair that we girls get to ogle a bit while you boys drool over us!"

Steve was sporting the same look as I as we both nodded to signal our acceptance of Kate's demand. Jan grabbed onto one of her bags and the two girls bounced into the bathroom, while Steve and I stood and got out of our clothes. Thankfully, I still had half a glass of wine and a pretty good buzz to help me deal with the fact that I was sitting across from another guy dressed only in boxers waiting for both of our wives to come out and show us some T&A.

Jan opened her bag and handed Kate a t-shirt. She explained that she always has several on hand because she prefers them to pajamas. "I think we should go out in our panties. The boy's are down to their shorts and I think they'll go nuts if we ditch our pants too." Jan quickly lifted off her shirt and undid her bra before Kate even had a chance to respond to the suggestion. Jan was down to just a pair of "hot pants" style panties when Kate finally freed her 34Ds from her black laced bra. Jan sucked in a breath, "It's no wonder you won, your breasts are absolutely beautiful."

Kate blushed as she kept undressing. Both girls were now wearing only their panties and could not stop themselves from caressing each other with their eyes. "You know, I've been to a few wet T contests over the years, and they are almost always won by girls who make-out on stage." After acknowledging that wasn't the case with Kate's win, Jan tried to sound nonchalant, "Maybe we should try it and give the boys a real show. Every time I've been at one of those things, nearly all of the guys are screaming to see some girl-girl action."

Kate's response caught Jan by surprise. "Well, if were going to put on a performance, maybe we should rehearse a bit." Kate shuffled up next to Jan, her hand brushed against Jan's arm as she slowly moved closer to the other woman. Just before their lips touched, Kate whispered to Jan, "I've always wondered what this would be like." 

They kissed softly, then Jan took the lead an opened her mouth slightly, allowing their tongues to connect. Kate moaned and pulled Jan tight against her, pressing their breasts together, as they continued their passionate kiss for the next minute or so. When they finally broke it off, Kate's hand had migrated to the side of Jan's gorgeous ass and Jan was breathing hard.

"Oh yeah, they'll like that!" Jan sighed as gave Kate a quick peck and grabbed her t-shirt. "I made out with another chick in college on a dare, but it wasn't like that. I am so fucking horny right now, I'm ready for just about anything! 

Kate just smiled and asked, "Should we get them wet now, or pour water on ourselves in front of the men? I think it would be a big turn on if they watched us get wet," which prompted both girls to start giggling loud enough that Steve and Jake could hear them on the other side of the door.

Jan filled up a pitcher in the sink, "I think we're going to make them watch lots of stuff tonight." She gave her hair a quick brush, patted Kate's ass, and yelled out to her husband, "We're not coming out until we hear some music we can to dance to!"

"You got it!" Steve yelled out as he jumped off the bed and fumbled with the TV remote and searched for a decent music channel. He finally settled on one called "Rockin' Dance Fever" and cranked up the sound. Steve looked over at me and shrugged, "It ain't what I like, but the girls will have to try not to shake their stuff for us with this shit blaring."

He was right. Jan came out first, with her still dry t-shirt covering her panties, but exposing her sexy legs. She slowly swayed her hips and raised her arms into the air, which allowed both Steve and I to glimpse her skin tight panties underneath the shirt. Jan looked toward the bathroom door and gestured at Kate to follow her into the room, where both of us men were perched on the edge of our seats in anticipation. Kate slowly ventured out, not really dancing, but still managing to sensuously swing her bra-less breasts. Jan was getting into the thumping dance beat, gyrating her hips and pushing her tits together by running her hands along her sides. It was getting very hot in that room.

Without saying a word, Jan scrambled into the bathroom and then came out holding the full pitcher of water. Standing in front of the still swaying Kate, she poured the liquid onto the front of her own shirt, causing the fabric to cling tightly to her boobs and her nipples to harden. The wet shirt clearly revealed her beautiful figure. Jan's breasts were medium in size, but their perkiness more than made up for the lack of volume. Now, it was Kate's turn. My cock swelled inside my boxers as my wife slowly poured the rest of the water on herself. Her t-shirt must have been made from a thinner fabric because it was now nearly see through. Kate's nipples were clearly visible and it was easily apparent how she had won that contest in her college days. 

The scene had left me speechless, but Steve became boisterous. He kept yelling, "skin to win," and "take it off," as the girls took turns dancing in front of each of us. First, Jan stood in front of her husband and Kate was closest to me, but after a few minutes they swapped positions, which turned the heat up another notch. With Kate in front of him, Steve was begging her to lift her shirt. Kate shook her head at first, but Steve's enthusiasm and her ample intake of wine had loosened her up. My wife looked right at me before she slid her hands up the front of her soaking shirt and cupped both of her breasts in her hands and began tugging on her already hard nipples. Then she reached down for the bottom of her t-shirt and slowly lifted it, revealing her sexy black panties and her mid-section. She went as far as exposing the bottom of her bosom before she brought the shirt back down and resumed her seductive dance. 

While Steve was getting a show from my wife, I kept two-thirds of my attention on his goddess of a spouse. Jan was swinging her hips back and forth and sliding her t-shirt up and down to give me peaks of her panties and bellybutton. When Jan was sure she had my full attention, she turned around and bent over, giving me a up close view of the most beautiful ass I had ever seen. Her panties were tight enough that the contour of her pussy lips was clearly visible. My cock was now completely erect and was conspicuously poking against my shorts. I finally managed to look Jan in the eye after she straightened up and turned around. The bulge at the front of my underwear had caught her attention and it was easy to see her gaze was locked on my hard-on. 

I guess it was a competition, because Kate had also noticed the growth in my shorts and apparently decided she needed to elicit the same reaction from Steve. My wife took her sexiness controls and turned them up to 11! She began moving her hips in the same way she would if she was on top and riding my cock. Her hand drifted from her breasts south to her crotch, pushing the wet shirt against her panties and making it appear she was rubbing herself. Hell, maybe she was! Kate then lifted her shirt, this time not stopping at the bottom of her tits. She pulled it up over her boobs, and allowed them to swing naked for a few seconds before dropping the soaked cloth to cover the beautiful sight. The first time she did it fast, the second was slower, and the third was deliciously drawn out, which left her breasts out in the open long enough she might as well have just taken the shirt completely off.

Steve was going nuts. After Kate leisurely brought her t-shirt back down and completely covered her chest and panties, he started pleading..."Oh come on, don't stop now! My God Jake, you get to fondle those beauties? I'm so fucking jealous. Kate, please just take it off and leave it off so I can memorize the sight."

It was time for Jan to act. She went to the middle of the dance area, more or less forcing Kate a bit to the side. Her hands caressed her boobs over her shirt, then lifted it off her body. Jan was now only dressed in her hot-pants undies, which were also pretty wet in certain spots. She wasn't finished yet. Jan squeezed and fondled her breasts, pulling and twisting her nipples before her right hand slid down to the top of her panties. It kept going. She pushed her fingers under the elastic at the top of her last stitch of clothing and very clearly touched herself, running one of her fingers between her pussy lips. I couldn't say for sure, but I was pretty certain Jan put that finger inside herself before she brought her hand back up and made a show of licking her fingers. 

What in the fuck was happening? I wasn't sure, but I also didn't want it to stop.

Jan then reached over, grabbed Kate by the waist with both hands and pulled her so both women were facing each other in front of both Steve and I. Kate had stopped dancing and stood motionless as Jan reached over to her and pulled the wet t-shirt over my wife's head. Kate and Jan were topless and breathless as they brought their lips together and began to make-out. Their lips were open and I could see their tongues flick back and forth. Kate put her hands on Jan's hips and aggressively pulled the other woman's body against her own. Jan positioned her legs slightly apart and Kate's upper thigh was pressed against Jan's covered pussy as Kate's right hand slid down and squeezed Jan's ass, pushing her even tighter against Kate's leg. If they were faking being turned on, it was convincing as hell. I had heard Kate moan many times during our lovemaking, and that was the sound that was reaching my ears as I witnessed my lover engaging in some very hot girl-on-girl action. 




The Consultant



Jan broke off the kiss after several minutes and directed her smoldering gaze at my raging hard-on and then to her husband. She gave Kate's neck a little nibble and then whispered in her ear. 

"I don't know Jan, I'm not sure if Jake would go for that." Kate was clearly conflicted over whatever Jan had suggested.

"Why don't you ask if it would be Okay? Jan looked at me as if I already knew the question. "I'll bet Jake would have no problem with you letting Steve play with with your boobies if I gave him a little lap dance to keep him occupied. Isn't that right Jake?"

I gulped a breath before I answered, and then I could only nod my head to show my agreement with Jan's assessment that I would, indeed, be okay with another man fondling my wife's tits as long as she rubbed her ass and pussy against me while I watched. This was getting nuts.

My response was good enough for Kate. She turned toward Steve, who was now sporting a big shit eating grin. She came close and leaned over so her breasts would be in easy reach of his hands. Jan made her way to the couch and began her promised performance by swinging her ass in front of me, just inches above my aching cock. It became very difficult to track the coming sequence of events. All I know for sure is that Steve's hands were all over my wife's tits while his wife was bent over in front of me rubbing her gorgeous bottom against my knees and thighs. I heard a moan escape from Kate and caught a glimpse of Steve gently twisting both of her nipples as he hungrily devoured her boobs with his eyes. 

Jan stood up, turned around and slid her nearly naked body up against my legs. I could feel the dampness of her panties as she rubbed her pussy against my thigh. Her perky breasts were within my reach, but I was still unsure if the rules of whatever crazy shit game we were playing would allow me to put my hands to good use. While I was still debating whether I should squeeze Jan's boobs, I heard what sounded like a gasp coming from Kate. I whipped my head around, worried that something was wrong, but instead saw a look of ecstasy on her beautiful face as Steve buried his face into her bosom. He had completely engaged his mouth in the task of licking and sucking her nipples, while his hands caressed and squeezed those awesome boobs. 

My attention went back to Jan, who appeared to be mesmerized by the sight of her husband's obsession with my wife's tits. Seeing no reason to hold back, I lifted my hands to Jan's chest, first cupping and then squeezing her breasts. I had become accustomed to the soft fullness of Kate, but I found myself thoroughly enjoying Jan's firmness. Her boobs were just over a handful and responded beautifully when I pressed them together to recreate the cleavage I spied in her blouse at the restaurant. 

Steve continued his oral feast on my wife's chest as Jan dismounted from my thigh and completely straddled my midsection. Her pussy was now pressed against my hard-on as she resumed her gyrations. I moved my hands away from her tits and let then slide down her sides. I was finally going to grab that hot ass!

Jan's gyrations against my cock had grown stronger and all of our breathing quicker when she became the first to speak in over five minutes. "Kate, I can tell you without any doubt that Jake is as hard as a rock. From here it looks like Steve is hard, but could you check to make sure?"

Kate did not even hesitate. Her hand shot down to Steve's crotch. I thought she was going to feel him through the fabric, but she pushed her fingers under the waistband of his boxers and grabbed onto his cock. Steve's was sucking on Kate's right nipple while his left hand played with her other boob and his right hand was squeezing her ass. 

"Oh yeah, he's plenty hard." Kate responded to Jan's query as she began stroking his hard-on and gave no sign that she planned to remove her hand from Steve's crotch in the near future. 

Jan watched my wife playing with her husband's cock and pressed her hips harder against mine. I now had both hands on her ass, pulling her even tighter against me and I even began to push a finger toward the bottom edge of her panties in hopes of sliding it into her wetness. 

That's when Jan made her second request to my panting wife. "Kate, Steve has a fantasy I can't fulfill. He has always wanted a titty-fuck, and I'm just not built for it. I can't believe I'm asking you...but would you do the honors?"

"You want me to rub your husband's cock between my tits?" 

Even I could tell it was a purely rhetorical response! Kate pulled her boobs away from Steve's hungry lips, stood him up, and pulled down his boxers. She then guided him back to a sitting position with his legs far enough apart she could maneuver herself into position. Kate had only done this with me a few times, and somehow it was hotter watching her perform it on another man while I slowly slid my finger under his wife's panties and into her soaking pussy.

Steve's fully erect penis was pointed straight up toward Kate's chest as she held her boobs together and formed a sandwich with his cock between her two breasts. Steve moaned loudly as soon as Kate began rubbing her tits up and down the shaft of his cock. I don't think either of them were even aware that I had begun finger fucking Jan, whose sounds of pleasure were nearly as loud as Steve's. Jan continued her gyrations against me and even stuck her nipple in my face a few times, allowing me to suck and lick her as my finger circled her clit. 

That's when I saw Steve thrust his dick up against my wife's chin. I think I would've done the same thing if my cock was being rubbed between two beautiful breasts with a woman's lips just inches away. I don't think Jan saw it at first, but my eye's were focused on my wife when Steve pushed his hips up a second time and his cock shot up past Kate's chin. This time, her tongue shot out and made contact! Steve did it again, and Kate had her tongue was ready. It left a little saliva at the head of his cock and part way down the shaft as Steve's desire took control.

Jan finally saw what was happening, and with my finger inside her body and her pussy furiously rubbing against my member, Jan sounded almost exasperated when she blurted out, "Just go ahead and suck it! 

Did I really want this to happen? My wife apparently did. Kate waited maybe two seconds after Jan's outburst before she opened her mouth and swallowed the top of Steve's cock. She kept the base between her boobs, but swirled her tongue around the tip and then licked the shaft before pulling the entire 7 inches as far as she could manage down her throat. 

Watching action across the room, Jan pulled herself off my lap and away from my fast moving finger. She reached down and actually ripped my underwear off my body, got down on her knees, put her right hand around my penis and proceeded to give me the best blow job of my life. Kate is good at it, but Jan was a master. She kept her tongue and mouth synchronized with her hand, which she used to stroke me between my penis' journeys into her inviting mouth. 

Once again, I got the impression the girls were engaged in a competition. Every time I made a sound that communicated my intense pleasure, Kate would increase the tempo of her work on Steve's cock. She would deep throat him, then spend time licking his head and then the shaft to make sure Steve's moans were as loud as mine. I wasn't sure which of us would blow his load first.

It was something Jan said that finally set me off. She pulled her mouth off my dick, but kept stroking with her right hand when she announced, "I want you to cum on her tits."

Steve and I responded in unison, "What?"

"I want you to cum on Kate's tits." repeated Jan, who kept her hand moving up and down the shaft of my cock.



This time only Steve spoke, "Why do want me to do that?" He sounded both surprised and a bit shocked at his wife's request.

"Because I want to lick it off of her." 

Both her matter of fact tone, and what she said pushed me over the edge. My mind's eye saw her sensuously licking Kate's breasts and triggered a boiling feeling in my balls. Jan must of have picked up a vibration through her hand because she quickly clamped her lips around my cock just before I let go and shot streams of cum into her mouth. 

"Oh fuck...oh fuck..." That's all I could say as the orgasm shook me to the core.

Watching his wife swallow my cum must have been the trigger for Steve. Within 30 seconds of my explosion he pulled away from Kate's mouth and she leaned back to accept his attempt at meeting Jan's request.

Steve's vocal response to cumming was even less original than mine. He just hollered out, "Holy Shit!" and aimed his cock toward Kate's boobs. The stream of cum landed right on the top of her left breast and stretched across the nipple and down to her belly button. A second spurt caught a little of her right boob, but most of it landed just above the top of her panties. 

I wasn't all that turned on by the sight, but that quickly changed as Jan followed through and made a beeline to Kate. First, she took time to kiss her lips and asked Kate if she could taste my saltiness. Then she nibbled her way down my wife's neck and swooped down to gently lick off the little glob of cum on her right tit. Jan also gave Kate's right nipple a little attention before she got to the main task of cleaning up her left boob. It was something I never thought I'd witness. This super hot babe was sucking and licking her husband's jizz from my bride's chest, savoring every morsel while adding to Kate's already aroused state. After both boobs were completely licked clean, Jan got to work on the stretch of belly that still had traces of Steve's seed and lowered her face to the tiny blob that was at the edge of Kate's panties. 

I was already beginning to feel the beginnings of another hard-on when Jan signaled her lick job wasn't finished. She tugged at Kate's panties, which she slowly slid down as Kate lifted her hips off the floor. The sexy black undies were pulled down her legs and past her feet, leaving my wife completely nude. Jan pushed Kate's knees apart and crawled back up her body, planting kisses along the way. The girl's lips met again, and Jan lowered her body against Kate's. The two women exchanged passionate kisses and caressed each other for several minutes before Jan began making her way south for a second time. 

Each breast was given some more attention from Jan's luscious mouth before she slid down my wife's belly and pushed Kate's legs open wide. Jan was still positioning herself between Kate's legs when my wife thrust her hips up off the carpet and pushed her pussy towards Jan's mouth. My wife had never really expressed any interest in another woman, but here she was making it extraordinarily clear that she wanted to be eaten out by this beautiful blond she had only known for a few hours. Jan dove right in. She placed her mouth against Kate's pussy and pushed her tongue inside her before she pulled back slightly and licked the entire length of Kate's soaking vagina. Jan flicked her tongue against her clit, then sucked on Kate's little button, which triggered a long moan of pleasure from my wife. Kate had been up on her elbows watching Jan perform her magic, but after having her clit sucked, Kate laid back and started fondling her tits and pinching her nipples as Jan worked her closer to climax. I've seen my wife cum many times, but the orgasm she experienced with Jan was the most explosive I've witnessed. Kate's moaning grew higher pitched and she was rhythmically lifting her hips before she started thrashing around. Jan had a hard time staying in contact with Kate as her body was wracked by waves of pleasure. 

"Oh God, Oh God," she kept repeating while Jan repositioned herself so she was able to keep her tongue in contact with Kate's soaking pussy. Finally, my freakin' hot wife began to calm down and was simply moaning when Jan wrapped up her first-ever foray into eating pusy. Kate was still breathing hard and was coated with sweat when Jan slithered back up her body and gave her another sensuous kiss.

Jan had positioned herself so she was able to rub her pussy against Kate's thigh. It quickly became very obvious Jan was looking for some attention to her privates. She was practically humping Kate's leg when my wife surfaced from her orgasmic haze and got the hint. Kate grabbed onto Jan's ass and rolled her over so she was now on top. To this day, I'll never forget the sight of my wife kissing, licking and nibbling her way down this other woman's body. She must have spent a couple minutes on each of Jan's nipples, which prompted her to push her hips up against Kate and put her still covered pussy in contact with my wife.

"Oh, God...I can't take it anymore...lick me...please lick me." Jan's voice had become very breathless as she begged for Kate to go down on her. 

"Hmmm, I still have some territory to cover before I can do that." Jan mouthed against Kate's belly. My wife's not a sadist, and while she continued her leisurely pace of licking and kissing Jan's flesh she also extended her right hand beneath the waistband of Jan's hotpants panties and used her fingers to relieve some of Jan's tensions

"Oh yeah, that's good...right there...don't stop." Jan had her left hand on her boob and was twisting the nipple, while her right hand was on top of Kate's head, pushing her toward her crotch.

Kate must have decided her teasing had gone on long enough. She shifted her position and put both of her hands to work pulling Jan's panties off her hips and down her legs. My cock was hard again, and it visibly twitched when I first glimpsed Jan's pussy. If you didn't count women I'd seen while viewing porn, it was the first completely shaved and smooth vagina had I had ever seen.

Jan also seemed transfixed by the sight and bluntly asked Jan, "Do you always keep your pussy bald?"

"No, this is the first time I've tried it. Steve has been bugging me for years to shave it and this trip seemed like a good time to give it a shot. Now, shut up and lick it!" Jan was laughing when she ordered my wife to dive into her.

It was an awesome thing to witness. Jan had her legs completely spread wide and Kate was on all fours with her tongue busy as could be lapping at Jan's juices. I absentmindedly starting stroking my cock and saw Steve was doing the same. Jan was moaning loudly and squeezing her tits when she glanced at me and saw my hand around a very hard dick. She shifted her eyes to Steve, who was now on his knees behind Kate's ass and was taking in the show from a different vantage point. I could see juices literally dripping from my wife's cunt and I spoke the words before my mind had a chance to process what I was saying.

"Go ahead Steve, fuck her doggy style. I can see she wants it."

Kate refrained from her licking just long enough to look at me with pure animal lust in her eyes. She didn't say a word, but before she went back down on Jan's pussy she lifted her ass up higher and opened up her legs to offer herself to the husband of the woman she was pleasuring. 

Jan encouraged him, "Do it Steve, fuck her hard. Don't worry about me. I'm going to ride Jake as soon as Kate finishes her job...." He voice trailed off as Kate made her tongue into a hard point and circled it around Jan's engorged clit.

It turns out Steve didn't require Jan's encouragement. He positioned himself behind my wife and plopped his meat onto her lower back. That elicited a moan from Kate and an even sexier sound from Jan. Steve then grabbed his cock, slid it down past Kate's asshole and straight into her gushing pussy. He slowly slid forward until his balls were up against her and then pulled back before taking another plunge.

Kate met the second thrust with a backward motion of her hips. She lifted her mouth from Jan's cunt and nearly yelled, "Put it in me! Fuck me with that cock! Fuck me hard!"

I had never heard Kate begged to be fucked, but then again, I had never seen her give another man a BJ until he came on her tits and then had that man's wife lick her clean and eat her pussy before she went down on the other chick. The whole scene was surreal. 

Steve did in fact fuck her hard and Jan's moans became more and more intense with each of her husband's thrusts into my wife's pussy. It probably only lasted two or three minutes before Jan screamed, "I'm cumming...oh fuck I'm cumming!" 

I could actually see pussy juice coming out of her and soaking Kate's face. She gave Jan a couple more gentle licks and Steve slowed the pace of his humping while Jan slid away from Kate and turned her attention to my swollen rod. She stood up straight and gave me a chance to take in her beauty before she slowly padded across the carpet to the couch where I had been watching the threesome and pleasuring myself. 

"You ready?" 

I nodded my head vigorously, but didn't say a word as Jan straddled me with her pussy positioned above the tip of my twitching penis. She then took both my hands and guided them so I was gripping her ass before she slowly lowered herself onto me. She was so fucking wet.

Steve and Kate had resumed their hard fuck a few feet away as Jan's pussy swallowed by cock. Her pelvis was pressed against mine and I squeezed her ass cheeks, causing her to pause for just a second before she started to wildly move her pussy up and down my member. Her modest tits were right in front of my mouth and I took turns sucking each of her nipples. Jan's breathing was becoming ragged from the workout, but she managed a small squeak when I pushed my index finger against her butt, where I found the hole was already greasy with the flow from her pussy. Kate would often respond when it put a finger into her ass while we made love, and Jan's response was similar. It pushed her over the edge.

"That feels sooo good...oh yeah baby...hmmm...oh' fuck....I'm cumming!!!!"

Jan's exclamation must have had an effect on Steve and Kate. I could hear her panting and Steve grunting before the sounds of their flesh pounding together slowed and my wife let out a long sigh.

I still wasn't done. I needed to cum inside this chick. She was leaning back and tossing her hair around as I kept the pressure on her ass and she kept bouncing on my cock. I truly believed I was experiencing the wildest sex of my life when a I felt a new sensation in my groin and Jan began to squeal.

Kate had crawled across the floor and was now licking my balls and the shaft of my cock while I was fucking Jan. Her reaction made it clear that Kate's tongue must have also been making contact with Jan's pussy. 

I'm usually fairly quiet when I orgasm, but this time I hollered, "ohhhhhhhh God....holy fucking shit," and even added an "agghhh" with the final spurt of cum into Jan's pussy.

Jan let out a howl as Kate's tongue did its magic on both of us. It was the most erotic sound I've ever heard and rang in my ears for several minutes after she slumped against my sweaty and heaving chest. I held her close, while Kate came around and sat down next to us on the couch. She hugged us both and kissed Jan and I fully on the lips. After a few seconds, Steve helped disentangle his wife from our arms and the two of them stood and lovingly hugged each other.

They were still embracing when Kate and I gathered our clothing and got dressed. The goodbyes that followed were heartfelt. We knew we would likely never see the other couple again, but that incredible night still remains fresh in our memories. Kate will often bring it up when she's feeling frisky, and I'm damn sure I'll never turn down another request from my wife to accompany her to dinner when a consultant comes to town.



The Consultant



Chapter 1

Her face was planted against the window as she watched her husband start the car, with her kids in the backseat. As he backed out of the driveway and sped off she let off a sigh of relief.

Finally.

She quickly scurried up the stairs from the foyer into their bedroom. She went into her dresser and pulled out her "boyfriend": A modest 6 inch dildo, which bared an uncanny resemblance to her husband's.

She pushed it up against the wall and put the suction cup a few feet off the ground. She then knelt in front of it as if she were worshipping a deity and was sacrificing herself as an offering. She gripped the shaft and slowly kissed the tip. She closed her eyes and immersed herself in the experience. She imagined she was sucking her husband's cock.

She loved to suck his dick and please him, but the last few months he wasn't having any of it. Every day she subtly asked for sex, but he was always too busy or never in the mood. She talked about it with her girlfriends and they were all perplexed. Rarely is it the husband who's turning down the action.

She was frustrated and didn't know what to do. She was running out of options. Her body was still in fantastic shape, even at age 42. She knew she had past her prime, but she was still sexy. She did yoga twice a week and lifted weights three times a week. She ate healthy, dressed well and did everything possible to look her best. She had a body to die for: Big, but well shaped 34 D's and an ass that stopped traffic, which sat beneath her flowing golden locks. Men worshipped her, but her husband acted like she didn't even exist.

Was he cheating on her?

Did he love her anymore?

Or was there something wrong with him?

She refocused the attention on the cock in front of her and furiously began sucking it. She even deep throated it a few times and a finger slowly made its way to her freshly shaven pussy that she was hoping her husband would compliment her on and then ravish.

This went on for a few minute before she stopped. She sat back on her knees, pulled the dildo off the wall and threw it across the room.

She started crying.

She couldn't take it anymore.

She loved playing with her "boyfriend" but it wasn't the same thing as having a real man, especially attached to the man she loved.

Once she calmed down she called her best friend Kate. "Kate, its Amy."

"Hey, how are you?"

"Oh Amy, I just can't do it anymore!"

"What happened?"

"Every day I beg him to fuck me. Anyway, anyhow! He can use my body, but he refuses. There's nothing left to do."

"What are you thinking?"

"Well I still do love him and everything besides our sex life is great. The kids are so happy too. I can't divorce him, but I need something. I can't have an affair either, because that would ruin it."

"So, what you're saying is you need a no strings attached, discreet man to fulfill your needs."

"Yes, exactly!" she said, excitedly.

"Well, I should have told you this sooner."

"What is it? What!?!"

"He's a man that I went to a few years back before we met. He specializes in this type of thing. I didn't want to bring it up, but I suppose now is a better time than ever."

"Who is he? What's his name?"

"He never told me his name. He just goes by the consultant."

Chapter 2

She dialed the number Amy had sent her. After a few rings, a man picked up.

"Hello?" he said in a smooth, deep voice.

"Hi, my name's Amy and..." she had never solicited sex from an anonymous, faceless stranger before and didn't really know how to prompt what she was looking for, "I umm..."

"I presume you're calling about my services?"

"Yes."

"Ah, very good then. Amy right?"

"Mhmm"

"Amy let's meet tonight."

"I'm not sure, let me check my-"

"That wasn't a question, it was a demand." His tone of voice was calm; he knew what he needed to do. "We need to start as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'm sure I can work something out."

"Excellent. Now Amy," he continued, "my operation relies on discretion, fluidity, and teamwork okay? I am going to give you a specific set of instructions that I need you to follow precisely okay?"

"Alright."

"I can't stress this enough. Without following these instructions to a T, there is a chance it may fail?"

"Of course, anything you can do to help."

"Good, now. Let me ask you some questions. Are you married?"

"Yes."

"How long, about 8 years now."

"And how long have you been feeling this way, that is, the feelings you're having that made you seek out my services?"

"About a year."

"Ah so the seven year itch."

She never thought that was a really thing, but then again she never took the time to think about it, "I guess." She responded coolly.

"And I now presume you are at a point in your marriage, where you are craving to fulfill all your sexual needs, desires and fantasies. You have a loving husband who is able, but not willing; you beg and plead for him to ravish you, but to no avail. You're wondering what you're doing wrong, but now you're thinking maybe it's not you, but him. You have a loving family, but don't want to throw it all away, and that is why you are seeking a consultation."

She was shocked. He literally verbalized everything she was feeling and going through. "Yes, yes exactly. How could you possibly know that?"

"Amy, my dear. You are not special. This happens to many, many woman. In fact, it is the reason I'm in business. Now then, my role as consultant is not to be your therapist. If you need that I suggest couples counseling, although that probably won't do you all any good. My services are much more effective at turning around marriages."

What this stranger was offering seemed too good to be true. "Again, we begin tonight. Now, I need you to get a pen and paper and write this down okay?"

"Sure, hold on one second." She hadn't moved this quickly in years. She darted to her husband's office ironically, sat in his desk and pulled out a pen and paper "Okay, I'm ready."

"We are going to meet at midnight, at Washington Square. Enter the park from King's Street at the alternative entrance. From there I will call you and give you directions. Do you have that all so far?"

"Yes," she said as she furiously scrambled to take notes.

"Moving on. I need you to have your hair looking spectacular, make up done, more so than you're normally comfortable with. I want you to wear a tight dress that makes you feel sexy as well as high heels. Any other accessories feel free to wear. No need for a purse."

"What color panties should I wear?"

"Amy. I told you only follow the directions I told you to. Did I mention panties?"

"No, but I-"

"Amy, please. Just do as I say. I will see you tonight."

Chapter 3

"Honey, can you watch the kids tonight? I'm going out with Kate."

"Yeah, that's fine. I'm just going to watch the game."

"Okay thanks. All their lunches are made already. Just put them to bed by 10." She went upstairs and got dressed exactly how the Consultant directed her too. It took her quite a bit longer to get ready than usual, but when she was done it was well worth it.

She spent a full 10 minutes staring at herself in the bathroom mirror, doing various poses like squeezing her breasts together, showing off her ass, or even revealing her pussy. She sat on the toilet for a few minutes and slipped in two fingers and slowly fucked herself. The sensation was growing more powerful, but she needed to save it for later. She quickly snuck downstairs with heels in hand, as not to make any commotion.

"Jim, I'm heading out now okay? I'll be home around 1 or so?"

"Okay, have fun."

She decided not to show off to him just yet. She didn't want him to suspect anything. She tiptoed out to the car and was off.

It was only 9:30, but she didn't want to wait till midnight to go out. To kill some time, she went to a lounge at an upscale hotel.

She sauntered in the front door; at it seemed as if the whole bar stopped what they we're doing to stare. She sat down, smiled and ordered a rum and coke. The bartender, a masculine, well built man in his late-twenties did his best to flirt with her. She was flattered, but again she was a one man type of woman, who just needed some consulting...

Throughout the night men repeatedly did their best to swoon her, offering drinks left and right, putting their arms around her, calling her "baby". She'd never been to a bar alone her whole life, and when she went out with friends she was usually dressed a bit more conservative. She had been married for the last 8 years, and with Jim for the last twelve.

When she was younger, she was never into the whole hookup culture, but she started thinking that perhaps she had missed out. She loved the attention the men were giving her.

She polished off her second drink. The time was now 11:30 and she decided to get a move on.

She drove down and parked directly across from the entrance. Normally going to a park at midnight with a complete stranger at midnight was not something she would consider, but these were desperate times. It was a nice area of the city, and the man also was recommended by a friend, not much could go wrong.

She got out of the car and walked up to the entrance. She stood there and looked around: No one. She looked at her watch, it was 11:57.

The combination of nerves and sexual arousal were both at their peaks. She was so wet that her juices were running down the side of her legs. She thought about going back in the car and playing with herself and calling it a day, but decided to patiently wait.

Once she did, her phone started vibrating. It was the Consultant.

"Hello Amy, good to see you. You're looking gorgeous."

She turned around and saw no one, "Where are you?"

"Ah, don't worry about me. Tonight is about you. Now what I need you to do is walk in and keep walking until you reach the fifth bench. Don't worry I'll guide you along."

She didn't think she could get any more nervous, but she was. She decided to follow his orders anyway. "Alright."

She continued walking and the voice on the phone told her to stop once she reached the fifth bench. The bench was in a poorly lit part, but still enough light to draw attention seeing as it was in the middle of the park.

"Now, let's begin," he started his instructions, "Spread your legs for me."

She did without hesitation, "Ah good girl. How does it feel to expose yourself in public?"

"I actually really like it," she said enthusiastically.

"I thought you might. Now, I want you to play with yourself. Start slow, but build up more gradually."

She lowered put her index and middle fingers to her clit and slowly and gently rubbed them.

"Relax," said the consultant. "Breath deeply. Enjoy the fact that you're in public and being so naughty."

She was loving the phone sex.

"Now get a bit more rough with yourself."

She obliged and stuck her fingers in her pussy and began to finger fuck herself.

"Look at you go. That must feel so fucking good doesn't it?"

She murmured a soft, "Uh huh." She kept fingerfucking herself, knowing full and well that she was being watched by a mysterious stranger, and perhaps even any passerby's. She was in heaven. She was so turned on and she was reaching climax, "I'm gonna cum!"

"Not yet you aren't."

"What?" she said desperately, not knowing if it was physically possible to wait any longer.

"Take your fingers out and suck on them gently."

She did. She tasted so sweet; she would do anything to have her husband taste her.

"You're enjoying yourself aren't you?"

"Yes, of course. But please can I cum?" Her voice was growing desperate. She was pleading.

"I think you deserve it. You've been a good girl tonight, but I'm still going to have you wait."

"But I-"

"Listen. I know you're on the edge, just waiting to finish. But aren't you tired of finishing yourself off?"

"Yes?"

"Wouldn't you love a cock to put you over the edge?"

"Yes! Yes, where are you? Please come fuck me." She was almost whining at this point.

"Ah, that is not my job Amy. I am simply a consultant."

"My husband? But he won't fuck me?" "Why not? Especially how you're dressed tonight." "But he doesn't know how I dressed."

There was a brief pause, although it seemed like forever. The voice said, "Amy. How often do you dress up like this?"

"Well to be honest, I don't think I've ever dressed this slutty."

"You look good don't you?"

"Of course, how could I not?"

"So you look better than you may ever have before, but you didn't show your husband?"

She was speechless. She muttered out, "Well I- didn't think he-"

"Amy, sex is not logical. There is no thinking, only doing." He continued, "You need to begin to arouse a desire in your husband, and reignite those flames."

"But I have been trying. I swear!"

"I believe you, but it hasn't been enough. That's why you're calling me."

She sighed.

"If you have truly done everything in your power to inspire lust in your partner, you would have. Now, I want you to go home and please your husband."

"But why would he-"

"Amy. Do as I say. Have a good night." And with that the phone call was over.

She came back to reality. She looked at her watch 12:25.

She was sitting in the middle of the park, her dress and hands soaked in her own juices. There was only one thing on her mind: A good, hard fucking.

Chapter 4

She scurried back to the car in her heels and drove home. She sped, but took caution. She quietly came in through the garage and walked into their room.

"Amy?"

"Hey there."

"Wow... I uh-you look amazing."

"Thanks," she blushed. "Maybe he was right," she thought.

"Did you girls have fun?"

"Yes, but I missed you." She slowly crawled on top of him as he lied in bed. She threw off her heels; he grinned.

She kissed him deeply, and reached for his junk which slowly started to stand at attention. She wasted little time, she yanked down his pants and swallowed his member whole. She arched her back and stuck her ass high in the air as she worshipped his cock.

"You wanna fuck me, huh?" she said seductively and then went back to immediately sucking his dick.

"Yeah baby."

That was the first time in weeks he had given any impression that he wanted to fuck her.

She got on top and slowly slid his dick inside her dripping pussy.

"Fuck!!" she said. She had been building herself up for almost six hours now and when the tip of his cock touched her pussy she lost it. She shuddered uncontrollably as Jim watched in amazement. She collapsed on his chest as she slowly convulsed for the next several minutes.

"Holy shit! What did you do tonight?" He asked.

"Nothing," she grinned. "I've just been really horny. Now, let's take care of you." She got back on top and rode him like she had never had before. Her ass bobbed up and down violently, but every so often she would slowly lift herself up, just to the point where only the tip of his dick was inside her.

Jim had had enough. "Stop teasing me you dirty slut." He grabbed her hips and turned her over on her back. He was actually taking control.

He mercilessly fucked her, with her heels touching her ears. He grabbed her by the neck and squeezed. Her eyes started rolling into the back of her head.

"I'm going to cum," he said.

"Give me your load." With that she climbed off the bed and got on her knees. Jim stood up and towered over her. She furiously began to suck his dick. He flung his head back and shoved her head deep as he shot a warm load of cum to the back of her throat. She greedily swallowed it all.

Chapter 5

Her face was planted against the window as she watched her husband in the car, but this time he was coming home from work. She grinned and took a few steps back and stood in the center of the foyer. She was standing in nothing but the seductive, black lingerie she had bought that afternoon.

When Jim opened the door his jaw and briefcase dropped simultaneously. He lunged at her, firmly squeezed her ass and they embraced.

"What has gotten into you baby?"

"I don't know...I just wanted to try something new."

"Look, I know I've been acting distant the last few weeks, but work's just been killing me. I'm glad you made the extra effort to make me feel better."

She felt like she was going to cry, but didn't want to ruin the moment. She held back her tears and instead grabbed his tie and led him to the kitchen.

"Fuck me over the counter," she said as she rubbed his bulge through his pants. She bent over the counter and pulled her panties to the side. Jim was licking his chops and immediately shoved his pulsating dick inside her.

He grabbed a fist full of hair at the root and tugged, she let out a moan. He fucked her hard for another few minutes and then she said, "Fuck me in the ass."

Jim stopped. He had asked her for years to do anal, but she had always said no. She was afraid and thought it wouldn't feel good. Why she waited until now riddle him, but he didn't care.

She went to her purse and pulled out a bottle of lube.They went to the bedroom and laid out a towel on the bed. They lathered the lube on together. She lied on her stomach and revealed a glistening asshole, ripe for the taking. They were both a bit nervous, so they moved slowly.

He rested the head of his cock on her asshole and teased her a bit.

"I want you inside me," she begged.

He stuck in the tip and she winced a bit, "Keep going" she reassured him.

He built up a steady pace, and while she was in quite a bit of pain, the pleasure was incredible. The feeling of being fucked up the ass gave her a feeling she had never felt before.

"I want you to come inside my ass baby."

He took a few more pumps and then bellowed out a "God dammit" as he released his load inside her ass. If getting fucked up the ass was a unique feeling, having cum inside it definitely was.

She went to the bathroom to clean up and then returned. They cuddled for a while, until she broke the ice, "I love you."

"I love you too, he responded."

/////////

Amy decided to call the consultant again, thanking him for his services.

"Hello Amy."

"Hi! I wanted to thank you so much for what you did. I've... I feel like a whole new woman. I've discovered a side of my sexuality I didn't know existed."

"Glad to hear it!"

She had been wondering something and decided to ask, "I was wondering? How do I pay you? Or is that even what you want?"

"Amy, the satisfaction of watching a gorgeous woman play with herself is satisfaction enough. On top of that, knowing that I turned a marriage around pleases me even more."

"Well god...thank you so much."

"You are quite welcome. Now Amy, I hope to not have to hear from you again, but if you have any friends that-"

"I'll make sure to give them your number," she laughed.

"Excellent. Well take care Amy."

"Take care, but wait!" she said, "What's your name? You never told me." but it was too late, he had already hung up and she was listening to a dial tone.

She concluded that it didn't really matter who he was or what he did. She was happy and that's all that mattered.



The Consultant and Angela



The only thing I hated about my job as a consultant was the travelling. I liked consulting because it gave me the opportunity to work in different work-environments and different problems to solve and it also gave me the opportunity to work with different kinds of people. Nothing was permanent and I loved the fact that my brain was constantly being exercised to overcome varied problems. But travelling every week to the client was like a bad side effect of consulting that I had to live with. I intensely disliked the travelling. I sometimes wished someone would invent one of those Star-Trek thingies that Captain Kirk and Mr. Spock used (in the original series) to reach their destination in seconds.

I had been flying from Los Angeles to my client's office in San Francisco every week on Monday and then returning back to LA on Friday. Really, I had no reason to go back to an empty apartment in LA. But then staying back at the Hotel would mean extra cost to the company because of the added three-night weekend stay and the cost of a flight ticket was much cheaper than that. The project manager would never approve my expenses if I stayed back. And so I had to fly back to LA every Friday whether I wanted to or not.

I was at work one day and things had eased up a bit in terms of work. I had some time on my hands and so I thought I might check up on some old colleagues and see how they were doing. One natural outcome of consulting is that you work at so many places with so many people over time, that you have a lot of ex-colleagues. Not every one of them is someone you would like to keep in touch with, but a lot of them are. So I usually add them onto my Yahoo messenger list since it is so much easier to keep in touch that way. So anyway, I saw that Angela was online and I just sent her a quick instant message saying "Hi." 

"Hi Jay. Long time since I have heard from you," she replied.

Angela was a colleague from an old client I had worked for last year. I had spent about eighteen months at that client's office, which was just a few blocks down the road from my current client's office. Angela was probably in her late 40s. She was about 5'8" tall and had an average build. Not slim, but not too heavy either. She had blonde hair, which may have started to show a few strands of grey at the sides, although it was difficult to make out since her hair was very blonde. She had been divorced for many years and she lived in her house with her cat. I knew that she liked me because she had told me many times that she wished I would join their company and not leave at all after my consulting assignment was over. There were a bunch of other occasions where either her actions or words or eyes gave away the fact that she liked me a lot. But I had always thought of it as nothing more than liking a friend. I liked her too. She was a nice person and it was a plus that she was easy on the eyes too, in spite of the fact that she was about 15-20 years older than me.

So anyway I asked Angela through IM how she was doing. 

She replied, "Not bad. But we are all going to be losing our jobs soon."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, they are laying off almost our entire department as a part of cost-cutting. The work our department did is being transferred to our branch in Malaysia."

"Oh no, sorry to hear that," I said. I was not sure what to say in a situation like this, where I could only offer sympathy.

"Well, such is life. Capitalism is good sometimes and sometimes not so good. Depends on when and who you talk to."

"I agree. But are you already looking for a job? Is there any way I can help," I asked although I was not sure in what way I could help.

"Oh yes, I have already started applying for jobs, but I won't leave before my last day here otherwise I won't get my severance package. Severance is 6 months pay and I can't afford to not have it."

"Oh, that's good. You are lucky that the severance is good. Some companies hardly offer a severance package."

"Yes," she said, "but the economy is bad and I don't know if I will find a job soon. The only thing I am worried about is my mortgage. If I don't get a job soon, my severance will all be devoured by the mortgage and some other bills that I have to settle. I will no longer have the safety net of having time on my side to find a job."

"Oh," I said once again not sure what to say.

"Well, I did think about renting out one of the rooms in my house so that it could help pay part of the mortgage. But somehow the idea of a stranger living with me seems unsafe and awkward."

As soon as I heard that, a light switched on in my head. If I rented her place, not only would I be able to cut down costs for the project but I would also be able to help her out. There was no way her rent would be more than the cost of staying 4 nights at a Marriott. Also I could stay back on the weekends if I liked and not have to deal with the mandatory travel. But I still would have to check with the project manager as to what company policies were with respect to renting a place as opposed to staying at a hotel. But to me, it seemed like a no-brainer because the costs to the project would be significantly less.

"Angela, just a hypothetical question - Would you be comfortable in renting out your room to me?" I asked. I added the hypothetical part since I was not a 100% sure if the project manager would allow it and I did not want to get her hopes high.

"Sure. I would rent it out to you in a heartbeat. That would be wonderful." 

"Ok, I'll tell you what. I am going to ask my project manager if this is OK and I will get back to you."

"Thank you so much for offering this," she said.

"Oh, I am not doing this just for you. I have a selfish motive too. I am sick of travelling. If this is approved, it is going to help both of us."

The next day, the project manager approved it. In fact he was delighted that my lodging expenses would be cut down by a thousand dollars each month. The added cost of travelling would also be cut down since I was not going to fly as much as before. 

I called Angela that same afternoon and told her the news. She was very happy to hear about it and she could barely control her excitement. 

"So when are you moving in?" she asked.

"Today is a Wednesday and I have the hotel booked till Friday. How about Friday evening?"

"Sounds wonderful. I can't wait to have you as a roommate," she said like a bubbly school-girl.

I checked out of the hotel on Friday and moved into her home that evening right after work. Her house was a 3 bedroom duplex. The guest bedroom where I had moved into was on the lower floor. Another bedroom, also on the lower floor had been converted into a study/office. I also noticed a few light dumbbells lying there when she was giving me the tour of the house. Her bedroom (the master bedroom) was on the upper floor and it opened into a large balcony. The neighbourhood was a quiet one with large oak trees lining the roads.

Since it was already quite late, we had just gotten a quick dinner from a fast food place. "We need to celebrate," said I. She looked up questioningly. 

I continued, "We were not able to have a good proper dinner, at least let's have some wine to celebrate my first night here. I will go to the grocery store and get some wine."

"Oh, I have some wine. But it is not the pricey kind. Hope that is ok," she said.

I replied, "oh yes, anything will do. I am not really a wine connoisseur. In fact I don't even drink wine that often. I just thought we should celebrate."

"OK, I will be back in a minute." 

She walked towards a cabinet in the kitchen and I watched her hips sway as she walked away. She had a light green blouse on and a calf-length flowery skirt. The skirt flowed over her rounded hips and I could see her cheeks undulating underneath the skirt as she walked. I have always been an ass-man and although I love a woman's boobs, it is always a woman's ass that turns me on the most. There is something about the curve of a woman's waist to her hips that has always aroused my primal instincts. 

Soon Angela re-surfaced with a bottle and two glasses. She poured it into the glasses and handed over one to me. We clinked our glasses together and I raised a toast, "To our friendship." She smiled and repeated, "To our friendship" and we both drank from our glasses. 

We settled down on the couch and she put on the TV. The TV was on but we were not paying too much attention to it. We were soon talking about old colleagues from the office, this and that and a whole bunch of everything and nothing. That was what I liked about Angela. We had gotten along famously right since I had met her. Never was there a moment of awkwardness between us. Tonight was no exception either.

We had already finished off a few glasses of wine. I was starting to feel a bit tipsy and I am sure Angela must have been too. She was giggling a lot more than usual. I poured some more wine into our glasses and I raised my glass saying, "This one is for our first night as roommates."

"Now, now. Don't be too optimistic. We are housemates, not roommates. You sleep in your room and I sleep in mine," she said and giggled. The wine had got her tongue loose.

She is flirting with me, I thought. 

"Well, I am glad you clarified that, otherwise I would have slept in the master bedroom tonight," I said and winked at her and she giggled some more.

"Oh, wouldn't 'you' like that?"

"You bet I would. But would you?" I asked half-serious.

"I am not going to answer that question," she laughed and hit me lightly on the arm. 

Neither of us was sure whether the other person was joking or was serious. I must say that both of us must have done a pretty good job in keeping our tones ambiguous or else we would not be in that predicament.

It was just after midnight and the wine bottle was empty and we decided that it was time to sleep. Angela took the wineglasses and went to the kitchen counter to set it near the sink. I took the empty wine bottle and put it in the recyclables trash can. I put the bottle in the trash can and just as I turned around, Angela with her back to me, moved to the sink to wash the glasses. Since the kitchen was small, and both of us moving at the same time, my hand accidentally touched her soft ass. Angela turned around and yelped in mock annoyance, "Hey!" 

"Sorry," I said, "that was not pre-meditated. I am not trying to get fresh with you. I have nothing but the highest respect for you and your beautiful ass." As soon as the words 'beautiful ass' got out of my mouth, I was embarrassed. The wine had gotten me to lose some of my inhibitions as well.

"What do you mean beautiful ass? Am 'I' not beautiful?" Angela pouted in mock disappointment.

I instantly noticed that she had used the word ass and not butt. Don't read too much into it, maybe she is just repeating what you said, I told myself.

"You are beautiful. Extremely beautiful. But you also have a round, shapely, curvy and extremely beautiful ass. And 5 minutes ago I realised that it is not only shapely but also a soft and beautiful ass," I said with a smile. I was making an attempt to be witty and it failed miserably because she did not smile. Did I say too much, I wondered?

"Well, thank you Jay. It has been a long time since I have received such a compliment from a man," she said and she looked serious.

"Oh, don't mention it," I just mumbled, not knowing what to make of this sudden seriousness in her voice.

We stared awkwardly into each other's eyes, not knowing what to say. And then Angela spoke, "Well, it has been a wonderful evening. Thank you for moving in and helping me out in my time of need. I really appreciate it. Tonight was fun." She seemed ready to retire for the day. 

She stepped forward and hugged me. It was a normal friendly hug, but I hugged her back tight and rocked to the sides. I did not let go for a while and neither did she. I could smell her shampoo and the aroma of a mixture of her sweat and cologne on her neck. I just inhaled her scent and lay my head on her shoulder and she laid her head on my shoulder as well and we rocked back and forth for almost a minute. I guess she liked hugging me too. But it was not just me who liked the hugging. My cock stirred in my pants and started to rise. It moved against Angela's lower belly and I am sure she knew that it was my cock and not the cliched cell phone. It started to throb involuntarily and I distinctly heard her say "Mmmmm." 

After a minute or so of hugging, she abruptly moved back and said, "OK... I am going to wash these glasses and go to bed. You should go to bed too." It was as if the wine had let her guard down and she was trying to be in control of her feelings once again.

I was surprised but I just stepped back and watched her as she turned around and started rinsing the glasses. I watched her for a few seconds, taking in her beautiful body, her hair, her neck, her waist and her ass. I don't know what came over me but I suddenly stepped forward and hugged her from behind, my hands forming a lock at her stomach. She turned her neck and smiled at me. I smiled back. She turned off the water and set down the glasses. My fully erect cock was poking her soft ass and I heard her purr like a kitten. I kissed her neck. She let out a tiny moan. My cock was pressed against her ass and she had started to arch her back to grind it against me harder. 

Suddenly she said, "Jay, we should not do this. I worry it will spoil our friendship."

"Angela, there is nothing more I want now than you and your beautiful ass", I said hoarsely, in the throes of wild passion. The last thing I could think of was the repercussions of tonight's actions on our friendship.

My hands moved forward to cup her breasts while my lips kissed the small of her neck. I bumped and ground my pelvis against her ass. Whatever little resistance Angela had melted away and she whimpered longingly. My hands moved from her breasts to her ass and I stepped back to knead it lovingly over her skirt. The soft silk fabric over her sexy ass felt amazing and I knew I wanted more. I knelt down and bit her ass lightly from over her skirt. "Aaah," she cried with delight. I put both my hands inside her skirt and pulled her panties down. They were soaking wet. 

She lifted one leg at a time so that I could take her panties off completely. I lifted the hem of her skirt to expose her ass-cheeks to me and they were as beautiful as I had imagined them to be. Round, soft and inviting. I couldn't help but bite both her cheeks lightly. I kissed her cheeks and I licked them. She was getting really aroused since her breathing had become louder and louder. She had also started to spread her legs and I could see more and more of her beautiful pussy. I kissed the back of her legs and started working my way up with my tongue. My tongue made invisible designs on her inner thighs and she started quivering in anticipation. She leaned her hands on the kitchen counter and arched her back so that I would get more access to her treasure. I could see her pink pussy with a few blonde hairs at the side and a beautiful blonde bush in the front. I could also see the puckered rosebud of her anus.

I teased her by getting close to her pussy and then just darting my tongue to the side where her leg met her pussy. She whimpered, "Please."

I teased her and said "Please what?" 

"Please lick me."

"I am licking you."

"Please lick my pussy," she begged. She said the word pussy with an effort as if she was ashamed to use that word.

I complied by darting my tongue into her wet and inviting slit. "Aaaaaaah," she moaned loudly. I licked the entire length of her slit up and down from behind for a few minutes squeezing her ass all the time. Then I turned around so that I was still sitting between her legs but I was facing her front and then I licked her enlarged clit. It was not very big but it was very sensitive. She whimpered and I continued worshiping her pussy and clit with my tongue and lips. Soon enough she was grinding her pussy against my face and I did not have to move my head too much. All I had to offer was my tongue and mouth and she was grinding her pussy against my tongue. Soon her legs started trembling and I sensed her orgasm building up. My hands were holding on to her ass cheeks for support and I was also kneading them roughly by now. She seemed to enjoy it. She was in the throes of ecstasy and I decided to push her off the edge. My tongue started focusing only on her clit and my hands parted her ass cheeks and I let my little pinkie finger stroke the outside of her anus just a little bit. That did it and she went over the edge and she came for a long time, her legs trembling and she moaned loudly for a long time, her moans finally ending in a guttural growl.

I moved out from under her legs and stood up behind her. Her legs had buckled as if they had become jelly. She was still leaned against the sink trying to catch her breath.

"You know Angela, what I am going to do now, don't you?" I asked.

"Are you going to fuck me?" she turned her head and asked.

I was surprised that she used that word. But nevertheless it turned me on some more and I said, "Yes, I am going to fuck you hard."

"Yes. Please fuck me hard. Pound my pussy with your cock. I haven't had a cock in my pussy for a while."

"Oh yes, I will," said I and I got rid of all my clothes.

There I was standing naked in my friend Angela's kitchen, with her bent over at the sink and my cock proud and high. I admired her ass for a couple of seconds and then using my hands parted her round ass cheeks a little and put the head of my cock at the entrance of her inviting treasure cove. I let it linger there for a while savouring the sight, but Angela had other plans. She could not wait to have my cock in her pussy and so she moved her ass back into me and in one fluid motion, my cock was buried to the hilt in her warm and moist pussy.

"Oh, dear me! I have wanted to have your cock in my pussy for so long," she cried. I was a little surprised when she said that because I had no idea she wanted to fuck me since a long time and I must have hesitated a bit. 

"Fuck me please," she turned her head around, her eyes pleading.

I started thrusting my pelvis, moving my cock in and out of her pussy slowly. I was so aroused that I was afraid I would come right away. So I decided to take it slow initially and let my cock get used to her pussy. 

I admired the sight of my cock going into her wet pussy and when I pulled out, I could see a little bit of the inside of her vaginal skin getting pulled out by the head of my cock. Just above this skin being pulled by my cock, her rosebud of an anus lay beautiful, framed by her heavy round ass cheeks, which I had spread apart with my hands to get a better view. This was the best sight any man could see - at least any ass-man could see. I continued my slow strokes in and out of her pussy for some time.

She started moaning louder with every thrust and withdrawal of my cock. I think her orgasm was building up again. In between ragged breaths, she said, "Jay, fuck me harder and faster."

I ignored her pleas, continuing at my pace and as if I didn't hear her, I asked her, "What?"

"Please fuck me harder. Pound my pussy with your hard cock. Please, please!"

And so I began my final onslaught. I held onto her hips and I thrust my cock harder and faster into her pussy, just as she wanted it. 

It was as if my cock was attached to a machine. The sounds of our bodies slapping together rhythmically reverberated in her kitchen. She was breathing in shorter breaths and I saw her legs starting to tremble and I knew that she was about to come right away. I was about to come too. As soon as she started moaning loudly, I started coming, my semen shooting out in spurts and I kept fucking her as I blew my load. Finally when her orgasm was over and she stopped moaning, I stopped my fucking too. That was the longest orgasm I had had and I was completely spent. From the looks of it, so was she.




The Consultant and the Young Man



The rainy day and tropical weather made the Bay Area day steamy. Jean, a 43-year-old consultant / entrepreneur, had taken Friday off to slow down life and catch-up on sleep. 

However, she hadn't slept until noon as she expected. She woke up at 8am.

She slept in a blue, thin cotton shirt and her underwear. Her breasts were slightly swollen and pushed on her shirt. She took it off and let her pendulous, plump breasts bounce. Her body was athletic because she did swimming workouts with a master's team and ran half marathons every couple months. Her body was sporty; she had strong features and strong hands from pulling without cooking in the water. 

The wind blew a misty day outside and shadows of trees jumped around in her living room where she sat on the couch to check email wireless connection. She had put her shirt back on even though her nipples pushed through the shirt, slighting hurting. Among fifteen emails waited one with the subject: 

mentee found, please contact within 7 days

The email was from the mentor coordination center of the college where she had graduated twenty years ago. 

She had signed up to mentor girls so she could help them navigate the high-expectation work environment, out compete men, break glass ceilings, and in general be strong hot women, just like her.

Jena had been through a divorce. At first she had cried and been devastated but after a few months she realized it was for the best, she had liked to fuck more than her lame husband, and so put it behind her. 

Now found herself too busy and slightly too tired to think about guys. She felt horny because all the sports she did; but a stronger force was her love of work and create. She had no time for guys right now and enjoyed working to create her dream.

She opened the email and the name of her mentee was: Michael 

"Wow," she thought. "That certainly doesn't sound like a girl. What's going on. Let's find out."

She immediately called the alumni coordinator and asked what the deal was. The coordinator said he knew Michael wasn't a girl but he was a good student and their were no girls. He assumed somebody was better than nobody. 

That last little argument turned Jeans mind and she decided to go with it. Somebody to mentor was better than nobody, for sure.

She called him immediately and arranged to meet that afternoon at a coffee shop to talk business. These college students have flexible schedules, which she liked. A call meant a meeting could be set-up in a couple hours not a couple weeks. 

Michael sounded nice; nothing more. After talking to him she wasn't that excited to see him although helping somebody with career advice was worth it even if Michael was a complete dork. 

Maybe he would start a company one day and be a client, Jean thought strategically. 

At 4pm she waited for him at tables outside the coffee shop. The weather had lifted and so the day was steamy. She had dressed half-casually; her sporty firm body came through via her exposed calves. Her plump, pendulous breasts were hidden under a business suit top. 

Jean saw Michael coming and he looked sort of regular, in shape, and generally like a nice intelligent young man. So, she nodded to herself and was ready to put in her hour of advice. 

However two things happened.

Michael walked up to her shyly and said, "Jean?" 

When she said, "Yes. You're Michael!", his eyes flashed alive with something nice. 

That was the first thing. "What was that lovely flash in his blue eyes," she thought.

The second thing was this and it was completely more telling. 

After a 30 seconds of quick chat she got up. 

As she leaned forward before standing up from her chair her breasts hung away from her body and her shirt opened enough. Michael saw her the white on her braless breasts. 

His penis started to swell. He hadn't expected his mentor to be attractive. Michael as a sophomore had only kissed one girl since he got to college. Sort of pathetic but definitely more common than it ought to be. 

Jean hadn't worn a bra because she had a suit top on which covered her nipples and she preferred it. Her firm body didn't need support and it liked to be free of clothes. 

Now the second thing that happened was Michael got up so that they could talk in line. While waiting for coffee in line, Jean turned back suddenly to see something behind her and her hand swung by the crotch of Michael. 

If Michael's cock had been small and empty of any feeling, Jean's hand would have passed without collision. It didn't. Her long fingers hit is cock and they hit it hard, not like a car hitting a road bump on the way down a street. Her had hit it and got stopped because his large swollen cock had formed a solid mound in his briefs under his pants.

"Sorry," Jean said, as if she had bumped his elbow.

"It's okay," said Michael, who was mortified because he felt like he got his hand caught in the cookie jar. 

They sat back down, and now for Jean everything had changed. She liked Michael and was excited to help him and hear about his life. 

They talked an hour. Michael relaxed and his cock retreated down because his intellectual mind was engaged and being filled with a lot of advice from her. He had a job he had to apply for by Monday and she gave him advice on his resume and how pull it together. 

She helped him speak about himself. She put action words down. Jean had to run but she had a meeting to go to although she needed another hour with him to really help him. 

She said, "Michael. It was great to meet you. We'll see each other again. In the meantime, send me you resume this weekend and I'll do another draft for it."

"Thanks Jean, " said Michael, "Every thing you said was spot on. I was completely surprised to get such great advice. It's been really helpful."

"Good," said Jean. 

Three hours later, Jean had got back home after a business meeting and a swim. 

She lay on her bed. 

One thought came into her mind. She called Michale and said, "Michael, I want to finish up your resume so you prepared for Monday. Come over and we can get it done."

Micahel canceled his plans with his friends and came over thinking Jean was a workaholic, neurotic, overachiever. 

Jean, for her part, had no idea what she wanted. 

Michael answered the door. 

"Come in," Jean said. He was dressed in a button down shirt and black dress pants as if he was coming for a casual interview. He had worn boxers instead of briefs because they felt better with the dress pants. This was a mistake as he soon realized. 

She sat down on the sofa and took out her laptop and put it on his lap. He uploaded his resume and they made changes. They worked for 45 minutes. 

Jean got up at around 30 minutes and paced, trying to think of the best words to put. 

Her breasts danced under the jacket she wore; she then got hot and lost in thought, took it off so that her breasts jiggled and her nipples pushed through her button down shirt. 

Michael got completely distracted. His erection was full and turgid like a well watered plant. Luckily, the laptop was over his lap and its weight kept it hidden.

Jean then said, I have an idea, and she sat down to him and grabbed the laptop and put it on her lap. She typed away looking at the computer as Micahel sat frozen because his pants were like a huge tent. He was about to put his forearm over it because she hadn't noticed when jean looked over. 

'Micheal, Do you want to be a strategic thinker or a creative..." she stopped and gasped because she just saw his pants. 

They sat frozen for almost a minute. She just starred at it as it started to shrink because Micahel was mortified again. 

"I am sorry," Michael said. "I can't help it."

He was freaking out because she didn't say anything for ten seconds because she was really mad, he thought. 

Jean then closed her eyes, swore to herself, and said, "Unzip your pants. Now!"

Michael hesitated. Jean said, "Do it!" with such force that he didn't hesitate again. 

He pulled his zipper down and her hand glided through the opening and pulled out his cock and let it come through the opening. 

She loved to suck cock. She adored it. And so she went down on him and sucked and sucked. He moaned and she grabbed his balls. She made him undress until he was a naked young man on the bed. She kept sucking him. She took off her shirt. And sucked him. He then came and came and instructed him to do her doggy style. His cock filled her and though he was young and not completely sure how move, she came and came. 

She pressed her body against his and fell asleep. She woke up to his erection at night and she fucked him, slapping him and laughing because she hadn't realized how badly she needed to fuck. A young guy was the perfect answer, uncomplicated and sexy and sweet... 



The Consultants



The company had recently launched a new product.  Unfortunately, a number of our customers had experienced problems, some major, in integrating the new product with their existing systems.

Consequently, I’ve been spending a lot of time in various company branch offices.  Recently, I was working out of the branch office where Anne, my redheaded friend, is the Office Manager.

Due to the earlier weak economy, the company had laid off a quite a number of their technical staff.  They were caught short-handed by the product launch problems and they were contracting with consultants in an attempt to make up for the shortage of in-house technical expertise.

A husband and wife consultant team was working with Anne and her staff.  Rob and Judy, like my friends Ken and D, had gotten tired of the rat race.  They had both worked in the educational field.  Rob took early retirement and Judy quit her job.

And, like Ken and D, they got bored pretty quickly.  They incorporated themselves as a technical consulting firm.  They liked to travel so they  generally came to the location where they could be the most effective.

I think Judy was the driving force in their consulting firm.  She was a woman in her mid to late thirties.  She had a bubbly personality and was very outgoing and enthusiastic.  She was also very organized and very innovative.

Judy laughed easily and she was a “touchy-feely” person.  When she talked with you, she would touch your hand, arm or shoulder.  And she gave you her full attention.  A conversation with her was almost a private intimate encounter.

Rob was very laid back.  He was quietly competent.  He seemed to defer to Judy in their business relationships.  Rob was around fifty.  He and Judy had met through their respective jobs.

Judy was an advocate of working lunches and dinners.  I got to better know her and Rob over lunch and dinner.  Usually, the lunches included members of Anne’s staff.  And usually, only Anne and I would meet them for a working dinner.

The dinners normally ended up with Judy suggesting we all go to a night club or bar with entertainment so we could “unwind a bit.”  Anne and I went with them a few times, but the late hours didn’t help the next day.

One afternoon, I asked Anne what she thought of Rob and Judy.  “They know their stuff and they are very good at diagnosing problems and in designing permanent solutions.”

I agreed they knew their business and they gave good value for their time.  “I don‘t like some of the way they approach the work.  I’m tired of the working lunches and dinners.   The clubbing after dinner is too much at times.  I almost feel they want something more social or personal or more intimate, or something.”

“I agree, said Anne.  “I like Judy personally, but sometimes I feel she is coming on to me.”

“She certainly is not adverse to touching.”

“No, she isn’t. I get the feeling she is suggesting a relationship that is more personal than professional when we are talking alone.”

“The other day she brought some flow diagrams in for me to look at.  She closed the office door.  I didn’t think much about it.  She put the diagrams on my desk then stood sort of behind me.  As we looked them, she put one arm around my shoulder.  She leaned over so her face was next to mine.”

“When we finished talking, as she stood up she touched my face and whispered in my ear that she ‘loved my red hair.’  Her lips were so close that she touched my cheek.  It was more than a touch.  It was almost a soft kiss.”

That evening Judy wanted to meet over dinner to work on a cabling problem.  Anne deferred, saying she had to go to her gym.  The long and frequent evening hours had really messed up her exercise and fitness program.

I had some ideas about the cabling, so I suggested that, rather than going out someplace for dinner and since we were staying in the same hotel, why didn’t I meet them at the hotel dining room and we could work over dinner there.

Before Anne left for her gym, I told her we would meet with her, after lunch, the next day with a solution to the cabling problem.

They agreed to meet me at 6:15 p.m.  When I got to my suite, I called the dining room and arranged for a large booth by explaining that I was meeting with some consultants and we needed some privacy and a space to spread out papers.

We met at the dining room door and the hostess led us to a booth in the rear.  Rob suggested we get an appetizer while we looked over the our notes about the cabling problem.  Judy suggested we order a bottle of wine to go with the appetizer.

The problem didn’t take long to resolve.  We did it before we finished eating the appetizer.  With that out of the way.  We ordered dinner, then relaxed with the wine.  During dinner, we ordered a second bottle of wine.  Rob suggested it since no one had to drive.

We talked about a number of things, beginning with work and then becoming more personal.  I told them how similar their situation was to my friends Ken and D.  They talked about how their business fit in with their desire to travel around the country.

After dinner, Judy suggested we go back to their suite for a nightcap.  I was going to decline, but I decided not too.  When we got to their suite, Rob offered me a glass of port wine.

I looked around the suite.  We were it the front room, which they had laid out as a work space.  There was a table full of office supplies - stapler, tape, scissors, clips, notepads, etc.  Another table was set up for a laptop computer.

A central room contained a conversation/ entertainment area.  There was a couch, a loveseat, a recliner, a large square ottoman and an entertainment center with the usual big screen TV and VCR.

While we sipped the port, they told me how they had met and how, over the years, the “publish or perish” mentality in the academic world became grueling and how they longed to get out of it.

Judy also commented, “Our life style also made us into what might be called outcasts in the staid, somewhat conservative educational community we lived in.”

“How was that?” I asked.

“Well, Rob and I have always had a rather open relationship.  Haven’t we?”

Before Rob could answer, Judy continued, “Not that we were swingers or anything like that.  I took a belly dancing class, for example.  We liked to act out little fantasies and introduce some adventure into our sex life.”

Rob scowled, “Judy.”

“Oh Rob!  You enjoyed everything and had as much fun as I did.”

“Yes, making love in that field of flowers up in the mountains was rather fun, Judy.”

“The mosquito bites and the scratches from the stems and rocks were well worth it.  I had an orgasm that would have knocked my socks off. If I had been wearing any,” laughed Judy.

“Do you remember running naked in the warm rain that night in Hawaii?” Rob said as he refilled the glasses with more port.

“Yes.  How about the naked water skiing on Lake Powell?”

“That was fun too.  Until you fell down.  Even a swimsuit helps protect tender parts.”

“Seriously though, we tried, and enjoyed, mild SM and bondage, for example.”

“Public sex was always too scary to try.”

“We’d have been tarred and feathered if we got caught having public sex.”

I wondered where all of this was leading.

I didn’t have to wait long.  Judy began, “One of my fantasies is to watch Rob make love or have sex, if you prefer, with another man.  Would you be offended if I asked you to help make my fantasy come to life.”

Rob looked as if he had been hit by a lightning bolt.

I thought a moment.  I had had sex with both D and Ken and I had had all male group sex with Jon, Kurt and Carl in a hotel fitness center locker room.  Rob was a rather nice and fit looking man.  I figured Judy might become a participant too.  And she was a rather nice and fit looking woman.

If she wanted to watch Rob get fucked by another man, I was pretty sure Rob would not be adverse to watching Judy getting fucked by another man.  “Would you like us to begin with oral sex?”

Now it was Judy’s turn to look lightning struck.

“It’s your fantasy.  Do you want to watch me give Rob head first or do you want Rob to go down on me first?”

“I ahhh, I think I want to watch Rob do you first.  And I want to start with all of your clothes on.”

I set my glass of port down.  “Sounds as if you want to watch a suck and strip.”  I grinned at Rob, “It’s show time.”

I walked into the next room.  Judy walked over and sat on the loveseat.  I stood sideways just in front of her.  Rob tentatively walked over near me.
“Have you ever done this before?”  Rob shook his head “no”.  “Just go slowly.  Do the things that you like Judy to do when she gives you a blowjob.”

I looked over at Judy.  She was actually blushing.  She stood and kissed Rob, “I love you.”  She turned and kissed me, “Thank you.”  Judy sat back on the loveseat.

Rob lowered himself to his knees in front of me.  He was still wearing his sport coat and necktie.  I took off my jacket so the tails wouldn’t block Judy’s view.

Rob unzipped my fly and very gently pulled my cock out of my shorts.  He looked at my cockhead then at Judy.  She smiled and nodded.  Rob closed his eyes as he slipped his lips over my cockhead.

He quietly held it between his lips for a minute, then he began a gentle vacuum suck.  As my cock started to grow, he took it out of his mouth and ran his tongue around the rim of the cockhead.  He used the tip of his tongue to tap the V under the cockhead and to flick the edges of the rim.

He was doing pretty well for someone who said he had never sucked cock before.  If Rob was copying part of Judy’s technique, I wanted her to suck me off before the night was over.

After some minutes, I helped Rob to his feet.  I slipped off my shoes and socks and suggested he do so too.  If Judy wanted a show, I was going to give her a show.  I helped Rob take off his coat and tie.

As I kneeled in front of him, I took off my tie, shirt and tee shirt.   I unbuckled his belt, unfastened the waistband of his trousers, unzipped his fly and pulled his shorts and trousers down to his ankles.

Rob’s cock was standing erect.  I was looking at a thick eight inch rod of heavily veined flesh which was standing above a hairy sac with a pair of nice sized balls.  I licked his cock six or seven times from base to cockhead.

I then licked his balls to wet and press the hairs down.  I looked at Judy as I sucked one of his balls between my lips.  Her gaze was focused on me and Rob’s cock.  I tongued and sucked first one ball, then the other.  I wanted to suck both balls together, but I couldn’t get into position to do so.

In the meantime, Rob had removed his shirt and t-shirt while I was giving his balls a tongue bath.  I stopped and looked at the naked man standing in front of me.  I liked what I saw.

I lifted his ball sac and slipped my tongue under it.  Then I licked him from his balls to his cockhead.  I looked at Judy as I opened my mouth to accept her husband’s cock.  Her expression was rapt.  Her nostrils flared as she breathed and she was licking her lips.

I held Rob’s cock in my fingers as I swabbed the crown, or corona, with my tongue.  I looked up at his face.  Rob closed his eyes as I closed my lips around his cockhead.  I ran one hand across his firm stomach and up his chest where I could pinch one of his nipples.

I brought my hand back down and pushed both hands between his thighs.  Rob stepped out of the pile of his trousers and shorts, kicked them aside, and spread his feet wide apart.

I put my hands between his legs and on his ass and then pushed his cock into my mouth.  I clamped my lips tight around the cockshaft, pressed my tongue hard against the bottom, or underbelly, of the shaft and gave him several hard, deep vacuum sucks.

I relaxed and loosened my lip lock on Rob’s cockshaft.  My lips formed a loose “O” around the shaft.  I began to move my head in a slow circle.  Rob’s cock followed my circling mouth.  His cockhead moved around inside, touching every part of my mouth, and my tongue laved his cockhead and part of the shaft.

I liked the feeling of his cockhead following my mouth.  Rob liked it too!  He put his hands on my head and began to fuck my mouth.  It was time to do something different.

I unfastened my trousers and, as I stood up, I pushed them down, stepped out of them and kicked them aside.  Both Rob and I were naked.  I pulled him over in front of Judy.  Then I faced him and wrapped my hand around both of our cocks.  I used my other hand to pull her husband’s face close to mine.  Judy inhaled sharply as I gave Rob a French kiss.

I moved the ottoman to a position in front of the loveseat.  I told Rob to sit on the ottoman.  I moved behind him and pulled his shoulders back so he was laying on his back.  His head was laying on the edge of the ottoman.

I stood so my cock and balls were over his head.  Rob got the idea.  He put his hands on my hips and pulled me down closer to his face.  I felt his tongue touch my ball sac as I leaned forward and grasped his cock.

Judy was watching Rob suck my nuts.  She turned her attention to me as I opened my mouth, closed my lips around Rob’s cock and pushed my mouth as far down his cock as I could go.

I wasn’t going to do anything special, just give Judy a show.  I’d pull his cock out of my mouth, lick the corona and then swallow it again. Rob, in the meantime, was licking and sucking and trying to swallow my boner.

Judy was breathing hard as she watched our 69.  I decided it was time to get her into the show.  I stopped servicing Rob’s cock and stood up.  I looked down at Rob’s face.   My cock slid out of his mouth.  A string of spit ran from his lips to my cockhead.  Rob wiped his lips and my cockhead as he grinned up at me.

I walked over in front of Judy and helped her to her feet.  She was still fully clothed.  She stood still as I slipped her jacket off her shoulders and tossed it onto the loveseat.  I untied the bow at her neck and unbuttoned her blouse.

I got down on one knee and helped her slip off her shoes.  I unfastened her skirt and let it drop to the carpet.  The crotch of her panty hose was wet.  I started to work her panty hose down her hips.  Judy sat back on the loveseat as I worked the hose down her legs.

When her panty hose were off, I helped Judy to her feet again.  Rob had moved over closer to us.  He was stroking his cock as he watched.  I kneeled in front of Judy.  Her panties were soaking wet.  I licked her crotch and tasted her.  I put my mouth against her crotch and sucked her pussy through her wet panties.  Judy moaned.

I stopped sucking and told Rob to get the scissors that were lying on the work table.  He was back quickly with them.  Judy inhaled as I began to cut the elastic band on one leg.  I cut the side of the panty up to the waistband.  Rob was rapidly stroking his cock as I cut the other side of the panty.  Judy was as rigid as a statue.

I held the ruined panties in place with one hand as I cut the waistband on each side.  I tossed the scissors onto the loveseat.  I pulled the cut panties from between her legs.  I rubbed them over my face before handing them to Rob.

Rob also wiped them over his face.  I looked at Judy’s pussy.  Her honey blonde pubic hair was dark and wet with her pussy juices.  The inside of her thighs were wet and shiny.

I used my thumbs to open her labia.  Then I pushed my hands and arms between her thighs and gently pushed her legs apart.  I pushed my face against her pussy.  As my tongue touched her, Judy moaned and her knees began to buckle.

She leaned over me as I crawled around and helped her to the ottoman.  She lay on her back with her legs widely splayed.  I looked at Rob.  He had the panties wrapped around his cock.

I looked at Judy’s pussy.  She was so wet it looked as if her pussy was drooling.  I thought to myself, “If you ever wanted to drink at a fountain of love, here is your chance.”

I pushed my face into Judy’s cunt.  I pressed my nose against her and ran my tongue up between her lips.  After reaching her clit, I began to circle it with the tip of my tongue.  Judy began to moan again and her stomach muscles were beginning to flutter.

I raised my face from her wetness.  Rob was rubbing his cock all over her face.  I looked at her pussy and down at my hard-on.  I wanted to push my cock deep into Judy’s hot, wet cunt, but, I reminded myself, this was her fantasy.

I stood and looked at both of them.  Rob stopped rubbing his cock across her face.  Judy was still wearing her unbuttoned blouse and her bra.  I turned and found the scissors on the loveseat.

I leaned over her and slipped the blades of the scissors under the center of the front of the bra.  I began to cut the material and slide the scissors up between her breasts.  When the bra was cut, I tossed the scissors back onto the loveseat.  “Rob, help me sit her up.”

When Judy was sitting up on the ottoman, I kneeled down so I was on one knee in front of her.  I pushed her blouse and the cut bra off her shoulders, then I cupped her breasts.  Her hard nipples looked like raspberries which were surrounded by a half dollar sized areola.  I softly kissed each nipple.

Rob was standing next to us.  I looked up from Judy’s breasts.  I reached over and grasped his hard cock.  Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Judy’s expression as I slipped my lips down Rob’s cockshaft.  I pulled his cock out of my mouth.

“Watch me.  I want you to learn this.”  I took Rob’s cockhead back into my mouth and began the circling movement.  Judy’s face was right next to mine.  I could her breathing and feel her breath on my cheek.

“Here, you try it.”  I offered Judy her husband’s cock.  “Form a circle with your mouth.  Then take in a comfortable amount of the cockhead and shaft.  Next, move your whole head in a circular motion.  Be careful with your teeth.”

Judy was following the instructions step-by-step.  “You can circle one way and then the other, if you wish.  You can also vary the length of cockshaft.”

She was doing o.k. as Rob began to move his hips.  “O.K., stop.  I want you to teach this to Rob.”  I stood and Rob got down on his knees next to Judy.

Judy grasped my cock, looked up at me, licked her lips, then pushed them over my cockhead.  She gave me several soft vacuum sucks before she loosened her lips and began the circling motion.  She was a quick learner.  As my cockhead moved around inside her mouth, she followed it with her tongue.

Rob was licking his lips as he watched.  Judy took my cock out of her mouth and nodded at Rob.  He formed his lips into an “O” as Judy guided my cock to them.  He began to make the circle motion as my cockhead slipped into his mouth.

Judy looked up at me. I nodded.  “Good, good.  Watch your teeth.”  Rob was taking more of my cock and making larger circles as he gained confidence and mastery of the technique.

Judy stopped him.  “Let’s move this into the bedroom where we can get more comfortable."  She was in charge of her fantasy again.  She stood up between Rob and I.  She grasped our cocks before she turned and walked into the bedroom.

Rob and I followed.  The break in our action became a sort of awkward pause.  I lay down in the middle of the bed and indicated Rob should lie down beside me.  Judy kneeled on a corner of the bed as I moved Rob around so we could lay on our sides in a 69.

Rob began to run his tongue over my cockhead.  I slipped his cockhead into my mouth so my lips just covered it.  While pressing the tip of my tongue against him I moved my head so my lips rubbed lightly on rim of the corona.

Rob responded in kind.  I had Rob’s cock deep in my mouth when he stopped sucking me.  I felt Judy move up next to him.  He resumed sucking, then I felt her hand on my leg.  Rob stopped again.  I felt Judy’s hand on my cock.  My cock left the warmth of Rob’s mouth and entered the warmth of Judy’s.




The Consultants Ch. 02



A couple of weeks after unexpectedly running into Judy at the hotel where Jon and I spent several nights getting reacquainted, I decided I had better give her and Rob a call.

I tried their home telephone. I got lucky. Rob answered on the third or fourth ring. "Hello, Rob. This Brad. How are you guys doing?"

"Pretty good, but, boy, are we busy. How are things with you?"

"I've got a lot of stuff scheduled too. That's why I called. I was wondering if there might be a place on our schedules where we are in the same place at the same time."

"That's a possibility. What's on your mind?"

"I know someone whom you two might like to meet and I wanted to talk with you to see if you would be interested."

"Sounds interesting. Let me get Judy on the extension and we can compare calendars."

I got out my calendar. I had highlighted the dates that Jon and I were working in the same area. I heard both phones pick up. "Hi Judy."

"Hi Brad. We're so busy that Rob and I are going in different directions all the time. We haven't been out together for weeks. Who is this person you think we might like to meet?"

"He's a customer rep who works for another company. He has the same interests that we share."

"Oh, that sounds promising. Here are the dates and locations where each of us is working."

We finally found a date where Judy and I were working from the same city for much of a week. We agreed to stay at the same hotel and to get together after work. "Jeez, that's great Judy. Rob. I'll see you in three weeks."

I kept in touch with both Jon and Judy and Rob during the ensuing three weeks. I didn't want any schedule changes or conflicts to mess up any arrangements for all of us to meet.

I got to the city the day before Judy was due to arrive. I had reserved her a two-room suite adjoining mine. The next day was a rainy gloomy day that seemed to drag on forever. I was writing up service call notes when my phone rang.

"Hi Brad. I just got in."

"Hi Judy. I'm right next door so come on through when you are ready."

"It will be a few minutes. I want to freshen up."

I had already unlocked and opened the connecting door on my side. About ten minutes after Judy has called, I heard the lock click on her side. The door opened. "Brad?"

"Hi Judy. How was your day."

"Well the problems were easy to solve, but the drive here was something else in the rain. Some drivers never slow down for anything. I'm bushed."

"How about a drink and dinner?"

"Sounds good to me. Several drinks sounds better."

"I feel the need for bright lights and some people and even some noise. How's the hotel bar sound to you?"

"Lets go."

The bar wasn't brightly lighted but there were a few people and the piano player was playing something other than the usual soft background type music. We got our drinks and found a u-shaped booth across from the fireplace. No one else was near us.

"This is pretty cozy, Brad."

"Yes, it is pleasant. I wonder if this is similar to what the British call a Snug."

"A what?"

"A Snug. It seems a lot of the local pubs, in the English police procedural mystery novels anyway, have small room or alcove with a fireplace and a few seats that is separated from the main bar area."

"Whatever they call it, this is nice." Judy drank her drink in about six gulps as she looked at the fire.

"You ready for another?"

"Yes, thanks."

"What are you drinking again?"

"Vodka martini."

"Shaken or stirred?"

"However Agent What's His Number has them."

"O.K." I came back with a tray of drinks. "It's Happy Hour so everything is two-fers." I set the drinks and a basket of popcorn and a basket of pretzels on the table.

Judy took a couple of sips of her second drink. "Do you think about our get together? We think about it a lot."

"Yes, I do. I enjoyed being in your fantasy."

"We should do it again sometime. You know we still have the panties and bra that you cut off me. Rob wraps his cock in the panties while he masturbates for me. And sometimes I'll either wrap them around his cock and balls or rub his cock with them when I give him blowjobs."

"We use the bra halves to tie each other when we play bondage games. The panties become a gag or a blindfold."

"Judy, I can't believe I really did that."

"I'm glad you did. That is one of the most erotic things that has ever happened to me. My nipples get hard as pebbles whenever I think about those scissors sliding between my breasts. Rob said he was jerking off so hard, watching you cut off my panties, that he was afraid he was going to pull his dick off."

I noticed she had almost finished her second martini. "You ready for dinner?"

"No, I want to finish my drinks. Rain makes me feel cold. Between the fireplace and the drinks I'm just beginning to feel warm."

"Sure. Let me get a room service menu and a house phone." I got the menu and replenished the snacks. I slid into the booth. Judy patted a spot in the u-shaped bench seat directly across from the fireplace. I moved over to where she had indicated. She slid around and leaned against my shoulder and put her legs and feet on the bench seat.

"I like this, Brad." A waitress came around and removed the empty glasses and snack baskets. "I really like this. Snug is a good name."

I was drinking draft beer. I hadn't finished the second draft. Judy was sipping her third martini. "Yes, this is nice. I may just build something like this for my house."

A couple times other people walked over to the fireplace and then left the room when they saw that the booth was occupied. "Could you build one for our house? Although we're never there to use it."

I finished the second draft and was sipping the third. "I'll call room service and order some dinner. How does soup and salad sound?"

"Sounds fine. I like fireplaces."

I ordered the meal and asked them to deliver it in about forty-five minutes. "I like fireplaces too."

Judy leaned close to me and whispered in my ear, "You know what I like to do in front of fireplaces?"

"No. Tell me."

"I like to fuck." She stuck her tongue in my ear. "I like to fuck in front of fireplaces. Do you?"

Among other places."

Judy turned to face me as she swallowed the last of her martini. She got a serious expression. "I suppose we'd get kicked out of here if we tried to fuck in front of this fireplace."

"I suppose so. Let go get some dinner." 

Judy slid out of the booth. "Boy, I'm warm now. I should have stopped at two martinis." I put my hand on her shoulder as we walked out of the bar. She took my arm as we walked across the lobby to the elevator.

As we rode up to our floor, she put her arms around me, "You know what? I like to fuck in elevators too." She stood up on her toes and kissed me.

We were locked in a pretty intense French kiss when the elevator stopped and the door opened on our floor. The couple waiting to ride down seemed a little embarrassed.

The room service waiter delivered my order just a couple of minutes after we got back to our rooms. I used the coffee maker to heat water for hot tea.

As we ate, Judy asked me to tell her about this person whom I thought they would enjoy meeting.

"Well, as I said over the phone, he is a customer service rep like me. I met him sometime back."

"What's his name and what does he like to do?"

"His name is Jon." I gave Judy a brief description of Jon, except for his slim eleven-inch cock. If she decided to meet him, I wanted her to be surprised. "We hit it off together after a workout and have gotten together since then. Oh, he is clean and healthy."

"Good. I take it when you are together you sometimes pump something other than iron?"

I grinned, "You know we do."

"Why do you think we might like to meet him?"

"Well, I know you liked watching Rob and I get it on together. I thought you might enjoy watching us double dick each other."

"Double dick?"

"Yes. Taking a cock up the butt and down the throat at the same time."

"That makes an arousing picture. Speaking of pictures, I wish I had some of you and Rob getting it on."

"That can probably be arranged, but only if we all participate."

"I'd like to start with Rob on his knees in front of you as he unzips your fly and begins to suck your soft cock and take it all the way up to where you butt fuck each other."

"Sounds like a plan to me. But back to the possible threesome."

"Or a three-way." Judy paused. "What makes you think Jon would be interested in getting together with us?"

"You'll both like him and when he sees you and Rob, I know he will want to get it on. I know that I'd like to get it on with you again."

"When would we be able to meet him?"

"Jon's working about fifteen miles from here this week. I could call him and see if he could come over for the evening tomorrow."

"That would work. At least I could meet him and then see if Rob might be nearby. Now all this talk of getting it on and about taking pictures of you and Rob has gotten me turned on."

Judy walked around the table, leaned over and whispered, "Lets fuck." Then she began to unbutton my shirt. I stood and began to walk over to close the drapes. "Where are you going?"

"Just to close the drapes." Judy walked over to me and looked out.

"There's nothing there except the balcony. We are on what? The fifteenth floor? There aren't any taller buildings across from us so no one can see in. Judy continued to unbutton my shirt. "Besides, I get real hot thinking someone may be watching me fuck."

She finished unbuttoning my shirt. She ran her hand under my t-shirt as I unbuttoned her blouse. After slipping her blouse off of her, I turned her around so she was facing a large wall mirror.

I stepped behind her and unhooked her bra. Judy lowered her arms so I could slip off her bra. Then I put my arms around her and gently lifted her firm breasts with my hands. "Do you like my breasts?"

I nuzzled her neck. "I love them, especially your raspberry nipples." I lightly pinched each nipple.

"I love having my breasts played with." Judy turned inside my arms and began to unfasten my trousers. I unfastened hers and we began to push each other's down. It was awkward and we both stumbled. We laughed and separated long enough to undress completely.

Naked, we faced each other in front of the mirror. I turned her to face the mirror again and stood behind her. I pressed my cock against her butt as I cupped a breast with one hand and ran the other down her belly and across her pubes.

I parted her honey blonde hair and found her labia. I cupped and gently squeezed her cunt before separating her lips. Judy spread her legs slightly to give me better access to her inner pussy. I stroked up and down until I found her clit.

She turned inside my arms and grasped my semi-erect cock. I watched in the mirror as she first kissed my cockhead then slipped her lips over it. Judy sank to her knees as her lips continued to engulf my cock.

I lowered myself to my knees. "I have a better idea." I lowered her so she was lying on her back. I straddled her head. Judy pulled my cock back to her warm mouth and spread her legs as we stretched into the 69 position and I buried my face in her sopping pussy.

We contentedly licked and sucked for some time. Judy tongued my balls and worked a finger into my ass as I sucked her hard clit and finger fucked her.

Judy pushed on my hip and I moved from over her. "I want to do something outrageous."

"Like what?"

"I don't know. Fuck on the balcony or something."

"That rain is cold. We will freeze our butts off not to mention get soaking wet and probably catch pneumonia. How will we explain that to your husband?"

"I don't know and I don't care. Lets go!" Judy opened the door and stepped out into the rain. She raised her arms and turned in a circle. I followed her to the door. There was a patio table near the end of the balcony. Judy leaned her butt against it. Then she leaned back on her arms, spread her legs and presented herself to the rain, the clouds and the sky.

Her wet hair was plastered to her head. I couldn't stand it. I had to have her. I ran over to her. She gasped as my cock entered her. We fucked with sharp fast strokes. Judy wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pulled me to her. She lay back on the wet table and wrapped her legs around my hips.

We slowed our pace but we continued to fuck oblivious of the rain. She loosened her grip with her legs and arms and I was able to fuck her with long slow strokes. Her nipples were as hard as pebbles and both of us were covered in goose pimples.

Judy started to laugh as she wiped the rainwater out of her eyes. "What fucking fun!" I stopped. My cock was getting limp and my nuts were tucked way up inside my groin where it was warm.

We ran back inside. I barely had time to close the balcony door as Judy dragged me towards the bedroom. We fell on the bed then rolled into a 69. I sucked her pussy and drank her love juices as she warmed my cock and nuts with her mouth and hands.

The bedding was wet as we lay side by side and laughed. "You are nuts, you know that, Judy?"

"Yes. But it was fun. I haven't fucked in the rain since we were in Hawaii."

"I'm just glad there wasn't any lightning."

"So am I. Lets shower."

We warmed up in the shower. Then went into Judy's suite where there was a dry bed. We snuggled and cuddled under the covers and, as it was late, fell asleep in each other's arms.

I awakened when I felt Judy stirring. I rolled over and looked at the clock radio. It was nearly 6:30 a.m. I rolled back next to Judy and looked down at her face. "Good morning." I kissed her eyelids.

"Good morning. What time is it?"

"6:30. I suppose we'd better get a move on."

"Yes. I've got to wash my hair so I may as well shower."

I got out of bed. "I'll call room service and order breakfast then, if I may, join you."

"Please do. And order a full breakfast. I seemed to have worked up an appetite during the night."

"O.k." As I decided to go to my suite to call room service, Judy kicked the covers off and stretched. She stretched her legs then raised her arms over her head and arched her back and thrust her breasts up.

"If you keep that up, I'll have to cancel breakfast."

Judy grinned, "That would be o.k." Then she relaxed and brought her hands down to cup her breasts. She spread her legs and arched her back as she moved her hands down to stroke her pussy.

"No more showtime!" I took one of her arms and pulled her up off the bed.

Judy stood up, grabbed my crotch and squeezed my cock, before releasing it and turning towards the bathroom. She was giggling as she ran away. I swatted her on the butt, which made her laugh out loud.

I went to my suite to call room service. The bedding had dried out and the wet trail from the balcony to the bed was gone. I made sure the balcony door was closed. It was still raining. I grabbed the hotel provided terry robe and slippers before going to join Judy in the shower.

The bathroom was warm and filled with steam. I looked at Judy's outline through the steam and the shower stall door as I hung up my robe. I knocked on the stall door. "Here I come."

"Come in quick! When you opened the bathroom door it got really chilly for a second." I stepped into the shower. "What time did you ask them to deliver breakfast?"

"8:30"

"Good. That gives me time to dry my hair and gives us time to. . ." Judy sank to her knees and sucked my soft cock into her warm mouth. She flicked my sensitive cockhead with the tip of her tongue. Then she looked up. "I love sucking off Rob while we shower. Sometimes his ball sac gets so relaxed and dangly that, if I'm careful, I can get both of his nuts in my mouth at the same time. That is a turn on for both of us."

I help her stand up. We hugged our wet bodies together as we kissed. I sank to my knees and buried my face in her wet pussy hair. I was able to use my tongue to part her lips and fuck her with my tongue before I moved to enjoy sucking her clit. Judy leaned against the shower wall as she spread her legs and pressed my face into her cunt.

Finally, I stood up. We kissed and hugged, then we spent much time lathering and washing each other's bodies. Judy had her back to me. I had my cock pushed into her butt cleft and was diligently washing her breasts. "I don't believe I've ever been so clean." She wiggled her ass. "But we better get out of the shower."

After drying off, I went back to my suite to get ready for room service. Just after the breakfast was delivered, Judy came from her suite. She was wearing the hotel robe and had her hair wrapped in bath towel turban.

While we ate, I told her that I would call Jon and see what I could set up. She would contact Rob too. I was looking at her as we ate. "You're beautiful, Judy."

"Go on! My hair isn't done and I've no makeup on."

"You don't need any."

We finished breakfast. She returned to her suite to get ready for the day. Before we both headed out for work I made sure I had her cell phone number. We wished each other a "great day" and made rather loose plans about the coming evening.

I contacted and took care of several clients, then tried to call Jon on his cell. He didn't pick up so I left a message. My cell rang just as I arrived at my next client's office. "Hello. This is Brad."

"Hello, Brad, Jon. What's shaking?"

"I've met with Judy. She would like to meet with both of us."

"O.k. I'm about finished here. I can be down there this evening. I've got a couple of calls that I can make from there tomorrow or the next day so it should all work out."

"That's great, Jon. I'll reserve you a room at the hotel." I also gave Jon my and Judy's room numbers.

"Thanks. I'll see you tonight."

I called Judy and told her that Jon was able to get together with us this coming evening.

I finished my calls and returned to my suite to shower, change clothes and to write up my service call notes which I e-mailed to the office.

I was able to get Jon the suite next to mine, and on the side opposite of Judy's. All three connected. About 6:30 p.m., I heard a tap on the connecting door to Jon's suite. I opened my side and Jon entered. He stepped into the room and hugged me. I hugged him back.

We were embracing when Judy entered from her suite. "Ahem."

"Hello. I'm Jon. And you are Judy?"

"Yes. Hello, Jon. Hi Brad." camn extended his hand and Judy took it.

"Hi Judy. Let's go down for dinner and we can discuss our day."

During dinner we all talked about our work and how we had met. Finally, I said, "Let's go back upstairs. I think it is time we see why Judy and Rob ought to get together with Jon and me."

I stood between Jon and Judy in the elevator. Judy squeezed my arm then patted my crotch. I squeezed her shoulder and let my hand slide towards her butt. I put my other arm around Jon's waist then slid my hand across his butt. Jon ran his hand down my back to my butt.

When we got to my suite, I suggested Judy get comfortable in one of the chairs. She said, "I've something to ask you. I have a digital camcorder. Would it be O.k. if I recorded some of the action to show Rob?"

I shrugged and looked at Jon. "It's o.k. with me if it is o.k. with Jon."

"It's o.k. with me too, but everyone gets a copy or download."

"Sure. I'll get the camcorder."

While she was getting her equipment, I closed the blinds and drapes and turned up the lights. Judy returned with a compact camcorder on a telescoping tripod. "Where should I set up?"

"How about in front of the couch." As Judy got set up, I took Jon's arm and guided him over in front of the couch. Judy looked up from her viewfinder and indicated she was ready. I sat down on the couch and turned Jon so he was sideways to the Judy. I unbuckled his belt and unhooked his waistband. As I unzipped the fly of his trousers, Jon unbuttoned and took off his shirt. He was pulling his t-shirt over his head when I slid off the couch to my knees in front of him.




The Consultants Ch. 02



I lowered his trousers to his ankles, then unfastened and dropped his boxers, exposing his cock. In its flaccid state, his cock was four or five inches long. As Judy watched the scene in the miniature screen on the camcorder, I leaned forward and slipped my mouth over Jon's soft cock. Then I snaked my tongue out to lick his balls.

Judy laughed, "That's neat."

"When did you perfect that trick?"

"When did you shave your cock and balls, Jon?"

"I asked you first, but I decided to shave about a week or so ago. Do you like it?"

"It's nice Jon." I swallowed his cock and licked his balls again. I decided to stop there. I didn't want Jon to get a hard-on just yet. I stood up and began to undress myself. Jon finished taking off his clothes. We stood nude in front of the camcorder for a moment, then I directed Jon to the couch.

"Sit down and lie back." When he was situated, I turned to Judy. "You might want to move over here and focus on Jon's crotch." After Judy was relocated, I got on my knees beside the couch. Fortunately, Jon cock was still limp. I wanted to suck him to a full hard-on.

I was hoping I could keep most of his cock down my throat until he was fully erect then slide it slowly out of my mouth for Judy and her camcorder.

I picked up his cock then leaned over it and fed it into my mouth. I sucked it in like it was a piece of pasta. Jon adjusted his hips to give Judy a better view. I kept my hands out of the way and used just my tongue, lips, and occasionally, my teeth.

As his cock lengthened and stiffened, I would move my head to expose maybe five inches of his cock shaft. I could breathe fairly easily. I cocked my head to look at Judy. She was raptly watching me blow Jon.

Finally, Jon's cockhead slipped deep down my throat, making breathing difficult. I pushed my lips down to his balls then slowly moved my head back and began exposing His long cock. I heard sort of a sigh from Judy as eight or nine inches came into her view.

When Jon's cockhead popped out of my mouth, I held his cock upright so the camcorder could catch the whole eleven beautiful, suckable, and fuckable inches of it. Then I swallowed all of it again. Judy kneeled beside me as I slid my head and mouth up Jon's cock. "That is nice!" She was nude. Sometime while I was sucking Jon's cock to its full eleven inches, she had slipped out of her clothes. Too bad! I enjoy watching my lovers undress.

She took the cock as it slipped out from between my lips and rubbed the wet cockhead across her face. Then she wrapped her lips around it. Jon arched his back a little as she tickled him with the tip of her tongue. Judy looked at Jon, "You are going to let a girl try this on for size, aren't you?"

"Sure," Jon grinned.

I moved back to the camcorder as Judy began to seriously suck Jon. She got on the couch and straddled his chest then began to run her tongue and lips up and down all sides of Jon's slim long cock.

Jon surprised me by pulling Judy's hips up to when he could get under her. He began to tongue her pussy as she was diligently trying to deep throat him. I moved the camcorder around to capture the action.

I noticed Jon had worked a finger into Judy's ass. She grunted when he worked a second in, but she continued to suck his cock as deep as she could. Finally, she looked up, then looked under her belly to where Jon had his face pushed into her pussy. "Let's get on the bed"

She rolled off Jon and walked into my bedroom. She was on her back in the middle of the bed when Jon and I entered. She gestured at Jon. As he moved close to the edge of the bed, she grasped his cock and tugged on him. "Take me."

Judy spread her legs wide as Jon got on his knees between her thighs. He pushed his cock down so Judy could guide it. Once his cockhead slipped between her slippery lips and was entering her pussy hole, Judy arched her back and shoved her pelvis towards Jon. His eleven inch tool entered her pussy in one long stoke.

Judy squealed softly as his pelvis bumped hers. She hooked her lower legs and heels over his legs then she began to hump her hips. Jon began to move his hips too. They got their motion coordinated. I recorded the long slow strokes as they fucked. Judy was twisting and pinching her nipples and Jon, I noticed, was pinching one of his nipples and rubbing his other hand on his thigh.

Judy released a hard nipple and gestured to me. I got on the bed on my knees. She gripped my hard cock and pulled me towards her until she could get my cock near her mouth. She turned her head. As she opened her mouth, she pushed her hand between my thighs and pulled me to her. I held my cock steady as she took me into her mouth.

I reached down with my hand and found the hard nipple she had abandoned. I began to fuck Judy's face as I rolled the nipple between my thumb and forefinger.

Jon was watching Judy and I. "I sure could use some of that."

Judy stopped sucking me and lay back. I stood on the bed with my feet straddling Judy. My cock waved in front of Jon's face. He leaned forward and captured it with his mouth. I looked down. Judy was moving her hips and fucking Jon's cock. I was moving my hips and fucking Jon's face.

Judy ran a hand up the inside of my thigh. She poked me in the ass. I looked down at her. "I want Jon to fuck my ass."

He stopped blowing me and let my cock drop out of his mouth. I got off the bed to get my lubricating lotion. When I got back, Judy was on her hands and knees. I poured some lotion down her ass crack and slowly worked a lubed finger into her tight asshole.

Jon watched quietly. His cock was well lubed with Judy's pussy juices. Judy reached back with one hand to help spread her ass cheeks.

"I've got a better idea." I lay down and scooted under Judy so I was in the 69 position with her. I put my arms around her thighs and spread her ass cheeks. Jon held his cock steady as he lodged his cockhead in her ass.

I hoped the camcorder was catching the action. Judy was moaning softly as Jon pushed his cock deep into her. I pulled her hips down closer to my face. I worked my tongue through her lips and began trying to tongue fuck her.

Judy was balanced on one hand and jerking my cock with the other. As Jon began to fuck her ass with a regular stroke, she gobbled my cock. The faster Jon fucked her ass the harder she sucked my cock.

I watched Jon's ball sac start to tighten as he pumped away. I could feel mine tightening. Judy was beginning to make a keening noise deep in her throat. I could feel her belly muscles twitching and her thigh muscles were quivering.

I lubed a finger in Judy's pussy then pushed it into Jon's asshole. He responded by slamming his cock balls deep into Judy's ass. Judy sucked hard and squeezed my nuts as I began to cum. Jon let out a bellow as he began to shoot his cum deep into Judy's ass. Judy dropped my cock out of her mouth and began to gasp and cry out as she began her orgasm and began to flood my mouth and face with her cum and pussy juices.

Jon lay forward on Judy's back as we rested. I continued to lick her pussy. Judy was giving my cock little kisses and nibbles. Jon's cum was starting to leak out of her pussy and drip on my face.

We finally separated. Judy got up and hooked the camcorder to the TV. She got back on the bed and we masturbated together as we watched our video. Afterwards, we fell asleep with Judy in the middle.

We all awakened at about the same time. I rolled onto my side and sucked one of Judy's nipples. She stretched, "Ummmm, I like that." I moved up to kiss her. Judy slipped a hand down and fondled my cock and balls.

I felt a second hand on my cock. "Good morning, Jon." I reached across Judy to grasp Jon's cock. The three of us embraced and fondled each other until we decided we had better shower separately, otherwise we would probably spend the day in bed fucking and sucking each other.

Before showering, we decided what to have for breakfast and I placed the order with room service. Judy and Jon returned to their suites to shower. While I was showering, I jerked myself until I shot my load onto the shower wall. I hoped Judy would be able to convince Rob to join us at some point. I didn't think she would have a difficult time convincing him.

After showering, I started a pot of coffee. Judy and Jon rejoined me. We were all wearing the hotel's fluffy terry bathrobes and slippers. While waiting for the room service breakfast we downloaded last night's video, made three disks of it, then cleared and shredded the files on the camcorder.

When breakfast arrived, we quickly got set up and began to eat. Judy turned to Jon, "Thanks for going around the world with me. I haven't done that in a while."

"My pleasure."

As we ate, Judy commented that she would call the front desk and tell them that her husband would be joining her. "I'll call Rob this morning and see if he can rearrange his schedule. I'm sure he wouldn't want to miss any more than he already has."

Jon looked at Judy, "Your husband must be quite a guy."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you're going to call him and, I presume, tell him what he missed out on last night."

"Well, yes."

"That's what I mean. He must be quite a guy. I'd probably blow my top with jealousy if my lover or wife described to me how she balled all night with two guys, even if one is gay and the other is bi."

Judy smiled, "He is quite a guy. And I won't describe it to him. I'll tell him I had a great time and I think he should join us because he'll have a great time too. Then when he gets here, I'll show him."

"Show him?"

"The video, Silly. I'll put it on in our room and while he is watching it, I'll get down and give him a blowjob."

"Lucky Rob."

We finished breakfast and gathered up the plates and other dishes and set them in the hall. "We'd better all get ready for work. You have our cell phone numbers, Judy?"

"Yes. I'll call Rob, then I'll let you know what sort of plans we might be able to make for tonight."

"O.k. We'll wait to hear from you and Rob. You guys both have a good day."

Judy and Jon returned to their suites. We rode together down to the lobby in the elevator. Judy told us she had placed to a call to Rob's cell phone and left him a message to call her. She kissed each of us as the elevator stopped and before the doors opened.

I stepped out and began a workday that I hoped would go quickly and would not be filled with much waiting and anxious anticipation.

I was too busy during the morning to wonder if Judy had contacted Rob. At lunch I checked my voice mail. Judy had left a message that Rob was driving down and would be here by the time we all got back to the hotel.

The afternoon seemed to drag by slowly. Fortunately, my service calls were all routine. I returned to the hotel. After I got to my suite, I changed into shorts and a t-shirt then poured a glass of wine and wrote up my service call notes on my laptop. Just as I was finishing the notes, I heard a tap on the door to Judy and Rob's suite. "Come in."

Judy stuck her head in, "you're back." She came into the room, followed by Rob. They were both barefoot and wearing the hotel robes.

"Hi, Rob." I refrained about asking them if they had been having some good clean fun. I poured them each a glass of wine. "I'm glad you were able to come on down, Rob. I hope your schedule didn't get too badly screwed up."

"No, everything is fine. I was pretty well finished and we can catch a couple of clients on the way home after we leave here. Judy will be with me so they will get two for one."

They sat down on the couch and sipped their wine. Judy's robe opened slightly to reveal an ample amount of cleavage. Some of Rob's hairy chest was exposed. I had to restrain myself from going over and burying my face between Judy's breasts or from opening his robe and licking and sucking his nipples as I fondled his thick cock and balls.

"Has Jon returned?"

"I don't know, I'll check." I went over and knocked on Jon's door. Jon opened it. "Hi, Jon. Come and meet Rob." I poured and handed him a glass of wine as he entered.

Jon was also barefoot. He was wearing slacks, but he was shirtless. "Hello, Judy. Hello, Rob, I'm Jon." Rob stood. As they shook hands, his robe opened exposing more of his broad chest. I noticed they held the handshake for what seemed a long time.

I looked at Judy. She was watching them. She smiled at me and raised her wineglass in a salute.

Jon said, "I apologize for my state of undress. I was just getting ready to shower."

That's o.k." Judy replied. I noticed she licked her lips as her glance passed over Jon's crotch. "You guys get cleaned up. We'll order dinner for an hour from now. O.K.?"

"That's fine."

Judy and Rob set down their glasses then returned to their suite. "Let's shower together, Jon. I have a favor to ask." I pushed my shorts down and kicked them aside, peeled my t-shirt off and tossed it aside.

"O.k." Jon removed his trousers and shorts. We looked at each other for a minute then Jon turned and walked towards the door. I watched how the muscles in his back, legs and ass moved as he walked away. I followed him into his suite and to the shower.


Jon turned and watched me walk towards him. "I like the way your dick swings when you walk. And I really like it when you swing it up my butt."

Jon turned on the water and stepped into the shower. I stepped in behind him and wrapped my arms around him. I rubbed his stomach and chest and kissed him on the side of his neck.

"You must have some favor to ask."

"No, not really." I worked my soft cock into the cleft between his ass cheeks. "I just don't want you to get a hard-on when I greet Rob by swallowing his soft cock and licking his balls. Then I want to suck you to your full length and reveal your eleven inch tool to him just like I did last night for Judy."

Jon turned in my arms. "That will be hard, pardon the pun, not to do, Lover, but I'll try to stay loose and limp." He kissed me on the lips. "We better finish and get ready for dinner."

Jon and I helped dry each other then we put on our robes and walked across my suite. I knocked on the door. Rob met us. We followed him. Judy was sitting on the couch with her legs tucked up under her. Rob handed each of us a glass of wine. "Room service should be here any minute." I noticed the digital camcorder was on its tripod and ready to go.

We made small talk. There was an air of anticipation in the room and, I know, it wasn't for dinner. There was a tap on the hall door. The meal was quickly set up and almost as quickly eaten and cleaned up.

I looked at Judy, Jon and Rob in turn. "I don't know about anyone else, but I'm ready to start dessert." We all stood up together. Judy moved away to get the camcorder. I stepped in front of Rob and untied the belt of his robe. I sank to my knees and shrugged off my robe.

As I opened Rob's robe, I hoped he didn't already have a hard-on. Rob helped in holding his robe open by sweeping it back and placing his hands on his hips. I leaned forward and slipped his thick soft cock into my mouth. I buried my nose in his pubic hair and slipped my tongue out to lick his balls, which, I felt were smooth and hairless.

I backed off. Judy zoomed in for a close up. I lifted Rob's cock so I could lick the underbelly. Then I swallowed his now semi-hard cock and licked his smooth ball sac again. I looked up at Rob as I let his cock slip out of my mouth. "We'll finish this in a minute."

I stood and turned my attention to Jon. He slipped off his robe then moved to the couch and assumed a reclining position. I got on my knees beside him. He had kept his word. His four-inch soft cock was limp. I kissed his chest then worked my way to his crotch.

I positioned my head then lifted his cock to my lips. I sucked his soft length completely into my mouth. I gave him long "soda straw" sucks as I fondled his balls. I glanced at Rob. He was stroking himself as he watched.

Jon's cock quickly lengthened to fill my mouth and throat. I was able to keep from revealing Jon's full eleven inches as I sucked him to a full hard-on. I looked again at Rob. His cock was fully erect and ready for action. I backed my head up the length of Jon's cock. I held his cockhead between my lips as his full tool was revealed.

Judy recorded Rob's reaction as he got on his knees. He leaned forward and licked and sucked Jon's ball sac as I slid Jon's succulent cock back into my throat. Judy came in for an extreme close up. Rob's and my lips were an inch apart. We couldn't kiss or touch because his mouth was busily sucking Jon's nuts and I had my lips clamped tight around the base of his cock.

I moved my mouth up towards Jon's cockhead and Rob followed me by running his tongue up the underbelly of the cockshaft as Jon's cock slipped out of my mouth. As I took the cockhead out of my mouth, I leaned forward, grasped Rob's head and gave him a French kiss.

When we broke the kiss, Rob began to run his tongue around the rim of the crown of Jon's cock. I looked at Judy. She was still shooting the action. Her nipples were hard and her pussy looked damp. I tapped Rob's shoulder. "Lets move this onto a bed where everyone is more comfortable."

"Yes. And I can get better camera angles."

Rob and Jon stood. They faced the camcorder for a moment, then Judy recorded them as they turned and walked towards the bedroom. I hugged Judy and we kissed. "Thanks, Brad. I've gotten some great shots."

I kissed her again as I opened her robe and cupped her cunt with one hand. Judy was more that damp. I helped her move the camcorder into the bedroom. Jon and Rob were facing each other on their knees as we entered. When Judy got the camcorder going again, they gripped each other's hard cocks then rolled into a 69.

Judy was twisting one of her nipples as I left to go to my suite to get my supply of anal lubricants.

When I returned, Rob and Jon were deep in each other's mouths. They were doing a lot of slurping and grunting as they sucked each other's hard cocks. Judy had abandoned her camera job and her robe. She was on her knees on the bed with at least two fingers in her pussy.

I placed several tubes and bottles of lubricating lotion in different locations on the bed. Then I went to Judy. I got behind and put my arms around her. I hefted her tits and pinched her nipples and gave her a French kiss as I laid her back on the bed.

I quickly moved to replace her fingers in her pussy with my tongue. I buried my face in her wet pubic bush. She held her slick labia open. I slipped my tongue into her pussy and began to lap her juices. Then I moved up to suck and nibble her engorged clit.

She began to move her hips and fuck herself against me. I got to my knees and positioned myself so I could rub my cock over her clit and up and down her wet slit between her pussy lips. Judy held my cock and pressed it down until it slipped into her pussy.

I stayed still as she humped herself. I tried to help her by thumbing her clit. She began to hump faster, then she arched her back and gasped as she had a mini-orgasm. Judy lay quietly for a few moments and I stayed still inside her pussy. She opened her eyes and looked at me, "Thanks, I needed that. I'm o.k., now."

We both looked at Rob and Jon, who were oblivious to the fact that Judy and I had been fucking beside them. I moved over to Jon who was on top. I placed my hand on Rob's cock. "Let me taste that." I pulled Rob's cock from Jon's mouth. "You need to taste this." I rubbed my cock, covered with Judy's love juices, across his lips.

Judy had recovered and was back operating the camcorder. Jon moved back and we rolled Rob onto his side. Jon and I lay on our sides. He licked my cock several times before slipping it between his lips into his warm mouth. I position myself so I could lick Rob's smooth ball sac.




The Consultants Ch. 02



All of our movement didn't interrupt or stop Rob as he made oral love to Jon's long slim cock. I licked and tongued Rob's fat cockhead, then slowly slipped his thick cock into my mouth. Soon we settled into a three man cocksucking daisy chain. Judy pulled a chair over by the bed and stood on it as she videoed us.

I reached around and located a tube of lube. I moved Rob's leg so I could get access to his pucker. Then I lubed a finger and pressed it against his asshole. He grunted softly and moved his leg. I pushed my finger in up to the knuckle. I pulled out, re-lubed and inserted two fingers.

Jon stopped sucking me for a minute and watched. Then he found some lube and began working his fingers and lube deep into my ass chute. This night was going to end with more than a three-way blowjob. I was 100 percent certain each of us would be double dicked, and maybe more, before the night was over. Judy was going to have to add several more chapters to her fantasy.

Jon crawled around on the bed. I rolled onto my back and pulled Rob up into a kneeling position over me. Jon moved into a kneeling position behind Rob. I was licking Rob's ball sac and the underbelly of his cock. Rob resumed sucking me off. I watched Jon lube his cock then press his cockhead against Rob's asshole.

I stopped licking Rob and watched Jon push his long slim cock into Rob's ass. As Rob was penetrated, he stopped sucking me off and softly groaned as Jon pushed his cockhead deeper into Rob. Judy had the camcorder zoomed into for a tight shot of Jon's cock slipping into her husband's willing ass.

When Jon was completely sheathed up Rob's ass, I held their ball sacs together so I could tongue, lick and suck each of them. I continued to lick and suck Rob's nuts as Jon began to fuck him. Jon would slowly pull his cock almost all the way out then, equally slowly, push it back in . deep into Rob's ass. The two of them were enjoying a slow leisurely ass fuck.

Pre-cum was dripping onto my chest from Rob's rock hard cock. I moved around under him and caught the next few drops on my tongue then I licked and sucked his cockhead clean. I moved out from beneath Rob and kneeled at his head.

Rob was swinging his head back and forth as Jon slowly pumped his long cock in and out of his ass. I held my cock in front of Rob's face. He stopped swinging his head and opened his mouth to accept my cock.

As I pushed my cock into his mouth, Jon stopped his slow pumping and gripped Rob's hips. Jon began to push and pull on his hips. Judy backed off with the camcorder so she could record the scene of the two of us fucking Rob's ass and face. Rob tightened his lips around my cockshaft as Jon rocked him back and forth between us.

Jon began to speed up the push pull motion. I pulled my cock out of Rob's mouth and sat back on the bed. Rob began to push back to meet Jon as he pushed forward. There was a sharp smack each time Rob's ass and Jon's pelvis met.

Jon pushed down of Rob's back and shoulders and Rob folded his arms and laid his head and shoulders on the bed. Jon began to fuck Rob with short rapid strokes. He arched his back and began to unload his cum deep inside Rob's ass chute. Rob wiggled his hips as Jon pulled his cum slickened cock out and deposited the last few wads of his cum on Rob's back and ass cheeks.

Jon leaned over Rob's back and kissed his neck. Then he rolled onto his back beside Rob. His cock was still hard. It leaked cum onto his stomach. I rolled Rob onto his back then spread his legs and crawled between them.

I lifted his rock hard cock to my lips. Judy moved in for a close up as I pushed my lips down his thick eight inches. I clamped my lips around the base of his cockshaft as my nose nudged his pelvic bone. I had my ass up in the air as I continued to suck and deep throat Rob.

Jon rolled up on his side and watched me. He sat up and began to rub my back. Soon he began to rub my ass and around my asshole which he had lubed earlier. I wanted him to fuck me like he had fucked Rob, but I didn't want to miss a second of sucking Rob's cock to tell him fuck me.

Jon pushed a finger into my ass. I tightened my sphincter to tell him I liked it. Jon moved behind me. I felt him rub his cockhead around by asshole. He worked a little lube into my pucker then pressed his cockhead against me. I stopped sucking Rob's cock so I could fully enjoy Jon's entrance into my ass.

I felt my asshole stretch and open as his cockhead pushed into me. As his cockhead passed through my muscle ring, I felt my asshole contract around his cockshaft as he burrowed his cock deep into my ass. Rob got on his knees in front of me. I opened my mouth and leaned forward to suck his cock again.

Jon gripped my hips and began to rock me back and forth as he and Rob alternately fucked my ass and my face. Jon would pull my hips back and his ball sac would slap mine as he bottomed his cock in my ass. When he pushed my hips forward, Rob's cock would hit the roof of my mouth or the top of my throat as his ball sac hit my chin. 

Judy again backed off to record the scene as her husband and my boyfriend double dicked me. Jon reached under me. He coated his hand with my pre-cum and began to stroke my cock. I began to move my head in a figure eight as Rob pumped his cock in and out of my mouth. At the same time I began to rotate my hips. I wished that my asshole could suck cock just as my mouth could.

Jon shifted into the short stroke mode as he prepared to blow his second load of cum. He slammed his hips against my ass as I felt his cock get more rigid and then began to twitch and jerk as he creamed my ass. Rob fell back on the bed as I pushed my ass back and arched my back to bury Jon as deeply inside me as possible. I clinched and unclenched my sphincter to milk as much cum as I could from Jon's cock.

Jon pulled his cock out of me in one long motion. He then crawled on to the bed and up to Rob's crotch. He began to suck Rob as I lay down and caught my breath. I watched Jon's head bob up and down and watched his cheeks and throat muscles move as he sucked on Rob.

I moved up and sat by Rob. Jon grasped my cock as he continued to blow Rob. Rob leaned towards me and kissed me on the lips. The kiss became a French kiss as we sucked each other's tongues like they were little cocks. I felt a tongue on my balls. I looked down as Jon ran his tongue up the underbelly of my hard cock.

He began to run his tongue around the rim of my cockhead as Rob moved behind Jon. Judy handed him a bottle of lube. I had forgotten Judy and the camcorder. Rob lubed a couple of fingers and pushed them into Jon's ass. Jon responded by sucking harder on my cock.

Rob coated his cock with lube then pressed his cockhead against Jon's tight asshole. Jon grunted and stopped sucking me as Rob's thick cock began to press through his muscle ring. Judy moved in for a close up. Jon shifted his weight on his knees. He visibly relaxed as Rob's cockhead pressed past his sphincter.

Jon rotated his ass and hips as Rob buried his thick cock all the way into him. I got up on my knees so Jon could have access to my cock as Rob began to fuck him. I put my hands on Jon's shoulders and began the push pull motion. Rob soon picked it up and Judy backed off to record the third double dicking of the evening.

Jon stopped blowing me and rested his head and shoulders on the bed. I moved around and watched Rob fuck him. Then I moved behind Rob. I motioned for Judy to come over with the camcorder. I spread Rob's legs and she got low so she could record, between Rob's legs, his cock sliding in and out of Jon's ass as their balls swung gently with the fucking motion. I spread Rob's ass cheeks so she could see his asshole with some of Jon's cum oozing out of it.

I spread my legs and pressed my cockhead against Rob's cum lubed asshole. Judy moved to shoot my cock penetrating her husband's ass. When my cock was about half buried in Rob's ass I stopped and spread my ass cheeks. Judy got low again with the camcorder. This time it was my asshole oozing some of Jon's second load of cum, my cock up Rob's ass, Rob's cock up Jon's ass and three sets of tight balls.

Judy backed off as Rob fucked and got fucked in the sandwich. My nuts were aching and I wanted to cum badly. I began to pump Rob's ass faster. Rob picked up the pace in Jon's ass. He started delivering short strokes then his sphincter tightened around my cock as he began to blow his load of cum up Jon's ass.

That is all it took for me to loose it. My cock almost hurt as I shot a hot wad into Rob's ass. I blew several more wads then pulled my cock out of his ass. Judy came over and recorded the scene as I emptied the rest of my cum load into his ass crack and around his asshole.

She also recorded my cum running down Rob's ass crack and down his balls. Some of my cum dripped off of his balls, but some of it ran down his cock and mingled with his cum which was around Jon's asshole then ran down Jon's balls and then dripped onto the bed covers.

Jon remained on his knees. Rob lay down on the bed. Judy handed me the camcorder then lay down between them. Without a word, she spread her legs wide. She then spread her pussy lips with her fingers. She inserted three fingers into her cunt and proceeded to finger fuck herself to an intense orgasm. I never missed recording a second.

I put the camcorder down and sat down on the edge of the bed. I looked at the three people with whom I had just shared an evening of sex. They were more than lovers and girl and boy friends.

Judy sat up. "I want a shot of all three of your fresh fucked asses." We got on our knees on the bed with our asses up and our heads and shoulders down. I spread my ass cheeks as Judy shot a close up of each of us. She then pulled the camcorder back and panned across three stretched assholes, which were ringed with cum, three ball sacs, which were cum coated and three limp fucked out dangling cocks.

We eventually pulled the bedspread down and the four of us got under the covers and quickly fell asleep.

We all awakened about the same time. Rob commented that he had slept the sleep of the well fucked. We returned to our own suites to shower, otherwise we would never get beyond one of the beds.

Jon ordered a room service breakfast for the four of us. As we ate, we talked about the night before. I asked Rob, "When did you shave you cock and balls?"

"Judy suggested it yesterday afternoon when we were showering. When I saw Jon's smooth tool and sac, I knew where she got the idea."

"Well, I thought it looked nice. And a smooth nut sac lying on my tongue feels good too."

"Judy, we ought to download the video from the camcorder and make a disk for each of us."

"O.k., Jon. We can do that while we are getting ready for work."

Judy gave Jon and I our disks after we all got dressed for work.

"Should we meet here at five this afternoon?"

"Five, it is, Judy. I'll set up a small bar in my rooms."

"I'll order a dinner for four to be delivered at, say, six o'clock."

"Great, Brad. Judy and I'll pick up something to toast our foursome."

"I think we should all change into the hotel robes as soon as we get back here."

Rob hugged Judy, "Good idea. They are comfortable and so easy to take off."

We all laughed as we picked up our laptops and headed out to work.

My day went quickly. I guess that was because I was anticipating the coming evening and, also, I did not have any clients with major software, hardware or system problems. When I got back to my suite, I showered and put on my robe and slippers. I checked over the room service menu and ordered salad and a Beef Wellington dinner for four persons.

Jon came in from his suite. He handed me a glass of wine. I followed him back into his suite where we set up the bar. There was a tap on the door from my suite. "We need an ice bucket for the champagne." Judy held out the bottle. I called room service and ordered an ice bucket.

"Rob, Judy. What's with the bottle of champagne?"

"Well, we thought we could have one grand toast sometime during the evening."

When the dinner arrived, we opened a nice red wine to drink and settled down to dine.

"Brad?"

"Yes, Judy."

"You are the only one with an unshaven cock and balls. I think we should shave you after dinner."

"I don't know Judy . . ."

"Oh, come on. You like to suck a smooth cock and suck a smooth nut, don't you? You told Jon his shaved cock was nice."

"Well . . ."

"O.k. We'll take care of that after dinner."

We finished the dinner. Judy took a pair of finger nail scissors out of the pocket of her robe. "It's time."

"Some how I get the idea that you pre-planned this."

Judy led me to the bathroom.

"Take off your robe and stand in the tub." I did as directed. Judy shrugged off her robe, put a towel over the edge of the tub and sat down. She held my cock with one hand as she used the scissors to trim the hair from my cock and balls. Rob had the camcorder.

Judy got up and Jon took her place. He bathed my cock and balls with a warm soapy washcloth. When the short hairs left from Judy's trim job were soaked to his satisfaction, he lathered me with shaving cream. He used a safety razor to shave me smooth. Then he used a hand held shower to rinse me off and wash everything down the drain.

I dried myself off. Judy said, "Lets look at you." I turned to face her. "Tonight is my night to entertain and pleasure myself with three cocks."

We went into Jon's bedroom. Judy sat on the edge of the bed. "Line up side by side." We lined up in front of her with Jon in the center. She leaned forward and kissed each of our cockheads. Then she gripped Rob's and my cocks as she sucked Jon's soft cock into her mouth. I grinned as I watched her slip out her tongue and lick his balls.

Rob laughed, "You wouldn't believe how much fun I had while she practiced."

She was jacking both of us off as she sucked Jon's lengthening tool. She stopped and looked at the three hard-ons she developed. "Everybody on the bed."

Judy rolled back into the center of the bed. Rob walked around the bed and lay down beside her. Jon got on his knees on the bed. I watched him lean over her and begin kissing and sucking one of her breasts.

I headed for her crotch. I spread her legs and lay between them with my face over her cunt. I rubbed my cheek across her furry crotch, then nestled my nose deep into her pubic hair. I inhaled her musky scent before I began licking the crease between her thighs and her crotch. My tongue moved up across her belly to her navel.

I looked up. Judy was holding a cock in each hand. She alternated between them as she sucked both Jon and Rob. My attention returned to her cunt as I used my fingers to spread her labia. I sucked and licked the pink inside of her pussy lips. Then I began to fuck her with my tongue.

Judy was moving her pelvis as I worked my way up to her clit. I watched her suck Rob deep into her mouth as I caught her hard clit with my lips. She emitted a stifled gasp from her cock stuffed mouth as I sucked her clit and pushed two fingers into her cunt.

She was beginning to buck her hips. Rob watched as I got on my knees at her crotch and pushed my hard cock into his wife's hot wet pussy. I began to fuck with slow strokes. Judy was still sucking her husband and Jon's cocks.

I leaned forward and slipped Rob's cockhead into my mouth as she sucked Jon. Then we changed cockheads. Jon watched as we fucked. He looked at me. I dismounted and stood up. Jon lay down on his back. I reached down and pulled Judy up into a sitting position. Rob grasped my cock. He licked his wife's pussy juices.

Judy looked at Jon's long hard cock, then got to her knees and straddled Jon's hips. She stood up on her knees as she positioned her cunt over his cock. Judy held his cock upright as she guided it into herself. She shifted and readjusted her hips and ass as she slowly lowered herself over Jon's long cock.

Rob and I watched Jon's cock disappear into Judy. She leaned forward and lay down on Jon. Rob kneeled down and straddled Jon's head. He held his cock out as Judy opened her mouth and accepted him into her throat. I watched Jon lick and tongue Rob's balls and the underbelly of his cock as he face fucked Judy.

I found some lube and put in on my finger. I straddled Jon's legs as I spread Judy's ass cheeks to expose her little brown pucker. I pressed my lubed finger into her asshole. She jumped at first, then she pushed back to press both Jon's cock and my finger deeper into her cunt and ass.

I lubed my cock and straddled her ass. I had to hold and pull my hard-on down to align it with her asshole. I pressed my cockhead against her pucker. Her asshole slowly opened to accept me. I very slowly and carefully pushed my cock in as deep as I could.

I stopped and waited. Judy stopped sucking off Rob. She lay down on Jon's chest and looked back at me. "Do you feel him, Jon?" I began to slowly pump my cock in and out of her ass. "Do you feel Jon, Brad?"

I nodded and Jon replied, "Yes, I feel him rubbing my cock."

Judy leaned forward and resumed sucking off Rob. Jon was thrusting his hips so I matched my motion to his. All of a sudden I felt Jon's cock get more rigid and begin to pulse as he started to cum. When he stopped cumming, we lay quietly for a minute.

I lay down on Judy's back. I worked my hands around her shoulders. I pushed off with one leg and rolled onto my back. Judy came with me. Jon's cock pulled out of her cunt but my cock stayed buried in her ass. I thrust my hips to reseat my cock as deep as I could inside her asshole.

Judy was laying on her back atop me. He legs were splayed wide. I ran my hands down to her cunt and then I used my fingers to spread her pussy wide open. I rubbed her clit between a thumb and forefinger. Judy moaned as Rob got on his knees then began to suck Jon's cum from his wife's pussy.

Jon stood over us and dangled his cock over her mouth. Judy pulled him down to her. Jon lowered himself as he fed his cock into her mouth. I felt a weight on my hips. Rob was leaning down on us as he slipped his hard-on in Judy's pussy.

As he began to pump his thick cock, I felt him rubbing against me. Judy was mumbling and moaning as she swallowed Jon. Jon was fucking her mouth as Rob fucked her cunt. I lay still as Rob's cock rubbed mine through the membranes between Judy's pussy and ass chute.

She was clinching her ass. Rob's rubbing had brought me to the verge of cumming. All of a sudden Judy sort of gagged then began gulping. Jon was unloading into her mouth. I lost it and began to cum in her ass. Rob was right behind me as he began to hose her cunt with his cum.

We all lay and stood with our cocks entangled in Judy's body. Jon finally lay down beside us and Rob crawled up to lay next to Judy. She rolled off my stomach and snuggled next to Rob. We awakened when we got chilly. We pulled the covers on Jon's bed down, turned off the lights and slept.

The next morning we cleaned up in our own suites. We ate breakfast together before we packed and checked out. We never did drink the toast so we agreed to arrange another meeting where we might find time to stop and drink a toast to intimate friends and lovers.



The Consultants Ch. 03



I had been on the road for barely an hour when my cell phone rang. I let it ring. At the next rest stop, I stopped and checked for messages. Rob's message asked me to call him when I got a chance. I dialed his cell phone number.

Rob picked up on the first ring. "Hello, Rob, this is Brad."

"Thanks for calling back so quickly. Where are you spending the night?"

"I hadn't really planned that yet. Where are you guys staying?"

Rob named a hotel.

That'll work. I've got to spend the day with a client whose offices are about 30 minutes from there. Would you please book me a room? Next to yours, of course."

"Better yet, Brad, we're going to be here all week. We've booked a multi-room long stay suite. How long can you stay?"

"Just overnight. I told my sister, Ellen, I'd stop off and see her tomorrow night."

"O.k. I'll tell the front desk that we'll have an additional guest tonight."

"That's great. Let me know what the charge is so I can reimburse you guys."

Rob laughed, "That's o.k. We'll take it out in trade."

"Yeah, right! You interested in software or hardware?"

"You know we're always interested in your hardware."

I laughed back, "How about shareware?"

"We've got some nice shareware."

"Sounds good to me. I'll be in about six."

"O.k. See you then. I'll tell the front desk to give you a keycard."

"See you tonight. Thanks, Rob. Give Judy my love."

"You're welcome. You can give it to her yourself when you get here. See you at six." Rob ended the call.

As I pulled back out onto the Interstate, I turned my thoughts back to my client's needs. If I could fulfill their needs today, I was certain my needs would be fulfilled tonight.

The day with the client went quickly. They were interested in strengthening the security of their system. I explained the various options from our company, which ranged from a simple upgrade of firewall and other security software to stuff like digital scramblers and encoders/decoders to updating their system with our servers and other hardware that included the latest and greatest in security software.

I left them with a package of literature, demo packages, pricing and engineering contacts. I told them I would contact them at the end of the week. I felt pretty good when I left their offices. I felt they would go for the latest and greatest and, in addition to a nice commission, felt a potential big sale was a reason to do some celebrating with Judy and Rob tonight and with my Sweet Sister, Ellen, tomorrow night.

When I arrived at the hotel, the Front Desk was expecting me and gave me the keycard. I called Judy and Rob's suite and told them I would be up in a few minutes. Then I went to the Concierge. I asked her to have a nice wine and cheese package delivered to them tomorrow evening since they were "comping" me tonight. We selected a nice assortment from the hotel wine shop. I put it on my credit card and gave her an appropriate cash tip.

Rob opened the door on my first knock. He didn't tell me they had booked a luxury suite. I looked around. "Hi Rob. Business must be good."

He laughed, "Come on in. Judy has something she wants you to see." I followed him through the foyer and into the living room.

Judy had a laptop and a projector set up. "Hi Judy. Got a new program?"

"This is a presentation which I just did. I'd like you to see it and tell us what you think."

I looked around the suite. "I think you must be doing o.k. This is pretty plush."

She smiled, "Well, we've recently taken on some particularly difficult hardware problems."

Rob interjected, "Why don't you change out of you salesman suit while I decant some wine."

Judy showed me to my room. "I'm glad you could stop over, Brad. We need your input." She stretched up onto her toes and kissed me on the lips.

I hugged her to me. Her tits flattened against my chest. "Thanks for inviting me. I'd like to see your presentation."

"I think you'll like it." She turned and left the room.

As I changed into shorts and a t-shirt, I thought about Judy and Rob's consulting business. Business-wise they were a competent company. They definitely were not fly-by-night but they weren't razzle-dazzle either.

I got to thinking about some of the earlier comments. I had spent a fair amount of time with them. We had never "decanted" wine. We usually poured it and on more than several occasions had guzzled or swilled it.

Judy was a lusty sensual Lady. Rob was a compliant willing partner to her. She had mentioned "particularly difficult hardware" problems. With the current state of morality in some of the high tech industry, I hope she wasn't screwing some horny egotistical Chief Information Officer or someone similar.

I had to laugh at myself though. Who was I to preach morality? You felt as if you sometimes had to fuck more pussy or ass, take it up the ass and eat pussy and suck cock in order to make some sales.

If you got screwed by the client and didn't make the sale, at least the physical screwing you got was usually pleasant. And if Judy was fucking or sucking their clients, I knew they were getting top dollar, high quality service from her.

After changing, I walked back to the living room. Rob had also changed into shorts and a t-shirt. Judy was wearing a light wrapper that came down to the middle of her thighs. Rob handed me a glass of wine.

I did the wine "connoisseur" bit, sniffed it, swirled it, sniffed it again, and tasted it. "This is good stuff. You guys must be doing o.k."

"You're right. It ain't table wine. As I said earlier, Rob and I have taken on some particularly difficult hardware problems." Judy sat on the sofa and patted the cushions on each side of her.

Rob refilled the wine glasses and we sat down on each side of her. Judy clicked the remote and the presentation started. It was pretty much the usual sell that your problems would be solved forever if you bought their services.

It had a lot of neat special effect's, phase-out, phase-in, exploding graphics, dissolve, etc., etc., and all the bells and whistles. "We've aimed this at the dumb fuck dot com executive who thinks he or she knows all there is about everything. Big egos are easily impressed."

"Well, to be honest, I think you should toss this and start over. You guys are better than this. And you sound bitter."

"It's a cut throat world out there, Brad. You work for a salary and commission. We work for whatever profit we can squeeze out of some egotistical prick who thinks he can get what he wants for nothing."

"I take it from the slight asides and innuendos that you have taken it beyond business as usual?"

"You've caught us. We haven't done anything yet, but we are seriously thinking about it."

"Several different high level execs have come onto Judy."

"Yeah, they want blow jobs and to fuck me in the ass. Nasty little things their prissy wives or girlfriends are too good to do. Then there are the female execs. They are the worst. I'm sure they would like me to eat their pussies or rim their scrawny asses then humiliate me."

"You guys better stop thinking like this. You'll end up the losers in this. You, your reputations and your business will end up in the toilet at the very least."

"Right now all of our clients have more to lose than we do."

"Don't count on that. The type of people you are talking about don't get to where they are with fair play and telling the truth."

"This is our last chance to dazzle a bunch of dumb fucks. We've been shipping all of our profits offshore for years, just like all of our esteemed business leaders are doing. When we pull this off, we're out of here."

"Take them for all you can if you want, but use your brains, not your bodies and do it legitimately with the best, most expensive proposal you can think of. Besides, I'd hate to see you guys leave." I smiled. "You are some of my best lays."

Judy had gotten up to shut of the laptop and projector. Rob sighed, "You're right, Brad. Judy, let's dump this and decide how long we want to stay in this rat race."

Judy returned to the sofa and sat back down between us. "We can worry about all this later. Here is something else I enjoy seeing and I think you will too."

She turned on the TV and the DVD player. "I put this together for the long nights Rob and I are on the road separately." A picture formed on the screen. It was Rob and I in a hot cocksucking 69. Our faces were stuffed with each other's cocks as Judy watched and taped us.

"I put all of the photos and video on a CD so I can watch you guys get it on together any time I want."

Rob looked across at me, "That was a great session. Sucking and getting sucked at the same time really turned me on. I'd like to do that again."

I smiled at both of them, "As I said earlier, you both have great software and shareware and all of our hardware is compatible, so anytime you want to match, mix and merge, I'm ready."

"I'm ready too." Judy opened her wrapper and exposed her luscious breasts as she slipped her hand into my and Rob's shorts and grasped our cocks. "Why look at an image on a screen, when the real thing is at hand?"

Rob stood and unzipped his shorts. He pulled his t-shirt off as Judy leaned towards him, opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his cockhead. She released my cock as I moved around and bent down to suck a nipple. Judy spread her legs slightly as I slid a hand across her thigh and down to her pussy.

I cupped her cunt. Her pussy hair was soft against my hand. Her pussy was warm and already slightly damp. Judy had settled into to sucking Rob's cock as I alternated between her nipples. I was also working a couple of fingers through her pussy hair and between her outer lips.

I had to have more than sucking a tit and fingering a cunt. I stripped off my t-shirt and shorts, spread Judy's legs as wide as I could and got on my knees between them. I buried my face in her pussy hair. Her hot womanly essence filled my nostrils. I used my fingers to part and spread her pussy lips.

Judy was wet. I ran the tip of my tongue around her gaping pussy hole and then fastened my lips around her clit. I felt a hand on the back of my head as my face was pressed against her hot wet cunt.

For a few minutes all that was heard was slurping and Rob contentedly sighing, "Oh, yeah, oh, yeah." Judy was slurping up and down his cock and I was slurping up and down her slit and around her clit. One of her legs was draped over my shoulders.

Judy sat up. "Let's get more comfortable. I feel like I'm being twisted in half."

I rolled onto my back and pulled her down on top of me. "Kneel over my face. Rob, hand me a pillow." Judy got on her knees and straddled my head. After I got the pillow positioned under my head and neck, I lifted my mouth up to her pussy and resumed eating her.

Rob stood by my head. I watched as Judy opened her mouth and he fed his spit shiny cock back into it. When I wanted to take a break, I could look up the plane of her belly and between her breasts and watch as Judy's lips moved up and down and around Rob's cock and as her tongue rubbed, pressed and licked its underbelly.

I'd put my hands on Judy's ass cheeks with my fingers in her ass cleft. In this way I could hold my face tight against her pussy as I lapped her juices. My face was wet and the mixture of pussy juice and spit was beginning to run down my neck. I could also use my fingertips to brush and tease her little puckered asshole. I also caressed and stroked her belly and breasts.

When I rested, I could reach up and touch Rob's ball sac and also tease his asshole. Sometimes, Judy would put her hand on mine and together we would gently squeeze and tug Rob's nuts.

Rob was groaning more and beginning to fuck Judy's face. I watch as she squeezed his nuts. Rob pushed his cock deep into her mouth as he groaned, "I'm cumming!"

I gripped her ass and pressed my lips around her clit. I was sucking her hard. I could hear her slurping as she swallowed Rob's cum. Her belly was quivering and her thighs began to shake. I heard an "Ahhh!" as my face, neck and chest were drenched with a gush of Judy's love juices.

I pressed my mouth over her pussy hole and tried to catch as much as I could. Eventually, Judy lowered her ass so she was sitting on my chest. Rob slumped down on the floor and leaned back against the sofa. Judy then stretched out on top of me. "Are you o.k. Brad? I almost drowned you."

"I'm just fine." I pulled her face down to mine and we mixed hers and Rob's love juices in our mouths with a probing deep French kiss. Then I hugged her against me as Rob rubbed her head and shoulders.

"Your face, neck and chest are all wet, Brad."

"And it's all your juices, Judy. When you cum, you cum in quarts."

"Well, I can't help it. I like sex and I get so turned on and excited by sucking cock and getting my pussy eaten that I just go crazy."

Rob laughed, "She does that every time I eat her cunt or we get into a 69. I think I should nickname her 'Juicy Judy'."

"Oh, Rob!"

"Well, you are Judy and you get really, really juicy."

I hugged her again, "and I will take every drop you give me. I love you and your juices."

Judy kissed me then pushed herself up off me. "That looks like fun." I turned my head. The disk in the DVD player was still running. A video was playing. Judy was on her knees. I was kneeling at her head as she sucked my cock. Jon was on his knees behind her. He was fucking her doggy style with his long slim cock.

"Boy, was I ever hot that night."

"And as small and light as it is, I had a hard time trying to work the digital video camera with one hand most of the time."

"You exaggerate, Rob!"

"Well, some of the time then. We all really got it on that night."

"Like I said, it looks like fun. Lets do it!" Judy leaned over and kissed Rob's cockhead.

"Get on your knees over me Judy. I'm ready for another taste of your pussy and juices." She turned and gripped my cock as she swung her leg over my head. I looked up at her pussy. Her honey colored pussy hair was wet with drops of her juices. I adjusted the pillow under my head then I reached down and gently squeezed each of her hanging tits.

Judy was running her tongue around the rim of my cockhead. She gently squeezed my nuts. I smiled as I felt her warm mouth envelope my cock.

"Come on, Rob. Lets get you going." I tipped my head back and looked up at him. He was rubbing his semi-erect cock. He got to his knees behind Judy's ass and straddled my head. His cock was dangling over my face. I pushed myself up on my elbows. Rob sighed as his cock entered my open mouth.

I closed my lips around his cockshaft. I sucked softly as I savored the taste of his cum and Judy's spit on his cock and the feeling of his balls nestling against my nose and closed eyes.

Rob removed his now hard cock from my mouth. I touched the underbelly of his cock with the tip of my tongue as he slipped it into Judy's pussy. I alternated between licking and sucking Judy's clit and licking Rob's sliding cock and balls.

All of a sudden Judy squealed. She jerked ahead, Rob's cock dropped out of her pussy and my chest was dowsed with another gush of love juice. I then noticed what had set her off. Rob had been finger fucking her ass. Judy held herself steady for a short time as her orgasm eased then she collapsed on top of me.

Rob leaned back on his haunches with his hard wet cock pointing up from between his thighs. Judy and I lay quietly. After a few minutes of rest, she pulled herself up and onto the sofa. She watched as Rob scooted up beside me.

He leaned over me. My still hard cock was lying against my stomach. Rob lowered his head and licked the underbelly of my cock from cockhead to balls. His long lollipop licks felt good as he also gently squeezed my balls in their hairy sac.

Rob shifted his position and I felt his lips close around my cockhead. Then I felt his lips sliding down my cock shaft. He stopped and I heard and felt a slight gag reflex. Rob sat up beside me for a second, took a deep breath, then he leaned back down and slid my cock deep into his mouth and throat.

Judy got off the sofa and kneeled beside us. "Keep going, Honey. You've almost deep throated Brad's cock. Keep going." I felt Rob's lips moving around my cock shaft as he tried to pull me deeper into his mouth.

Rob pulled his lips back to my cockhead. I heard him inhale and then felt his lips slide rapidly down my cock shaft. "Keep going! Keep going! Less than an inch to go, Honey!" I felt fingertips on my sac. "This is so neat! I wish I had a camera!"

I felt Rob's chin push against my pubic bone. He kept his lips clamped around my cock as he pulled back to the cockhead then plunged his mouth down. He did this three or four times. Each time his chin pressed against the pubic bone. Finally, he pulled back and I felt his tongue swabbing around my cockhead.

I pushed myself up onto my elbows and Judy kissed Rob. "I can't believe it! You deep throated Brad! I wish I had a camera! You deep throated Brad! I love you, Honey!"

Rob held my cock. He looked at Judy and grinned, "I came. I saw. I swallowed." Then he leaned over me and slid his mouth down my cock shaft until I felt his lips circling the base.

Rob continued to deep throat me for several minutes. Then he pulled his mouth off my cock. "Take over, Judy. I've got to rest a minute." I felt Judy's hand then her lips on my cock. Rob shifted to lay on his side. I looked at his hard cock. It looked so suckable.

Rob leaned back over me and began to lick my balls. Soon he and Judy were sharing my cock and taking turns sucking me. I lay back down to enjoy being sucked off by two cocksuckers who really enjoyed what they were doing.

Judy was laying so I could stroke her ass. I slipped my hand under Rob and found his hard cock. I had to have it in my mouth. I pushed myself back up on my elbows. Judy was watching Rob as he ran his tongue around my cockhead.

"Get on your side, Rob." He complied. I lay back down and turned onto my side. I brought Rob's cock closer to my mouth. Judy leaned over me and watched as I licked his cockhead clean of the pre-cum. I felt my hard cock slide back down Rob's throat.

Judy's face was close to mine as she watched me inch her husband's thick eight inch cock into my mouth and throat. She seemed tantalized as I slowly worked my lips down his cock shaft. When my lips were touching his pubic hair, I held still for a moment then I pulled back to his cockhead.

I felt Rob's chin against my pubic bone. I pushed my mouth back down his cock to the base. As I nuzzled his nuts with my nose I heard Judy, "Wow! A double deep throat. You guys are really some great cocksuckers!"

Rob's nut sac was beginning to tighten as I sucked him deep. I pulled his cock out of my mouth. Judy's face was still next to mine. "Help me, Judy." Just as she opened her mouth to wrap her lips around Rob's cockhead, Rob blew his load.

His first wad of cum shot right into her mouth. The second hit her cheek. The third hit my cheek and I caught the next two or three warm gobs in my mouth. Judy and I took turns sucking the cum out of Rob's cock. We kissed and licked the cum off of each other's face, then she scooted down to help Rob.

I gently licked and sucked Rob's still hard cock as Judy began to jack me off. She and Rob took turns jacking and sucking me and soon I was filling their mouths with my hot cum. Judy moved back up by my face. We kissed and mixed Rob's and my cum together in our mouths.

Rob was sitting up watching us. I sat up and gave him a French kiss. We mixed the cum in our mouths together, then we both shared it with Judy. We hugged each other.

Rob stood up and helped me to my feet. Judy got up on her knees and took each of our now soft wet cocks in her hands. She kissed each cockhead and then we helped her up. We all hugged again.




The Consultants Ch. 03



Judy kissed each of us, "I love watching you suck each other off. It makes me wish I had a cock instead of a pussy."

"Well, I'm glad you have a pussy, Judy. I like drinking your love juices."

The DVD had stopped. Judy removed the disk and shut off the player and the TV. We were standing around in a rather awkward silence when Rob picked up the decanter, "We shouldn't waste this. Let's finish the wine."

We all sat down after he filled our glasses. I sat on the sofa. Judy also sat down on the sofa. Rob sat in an over stuffed chair. We sipped the wine as Judy told how a number of their customers had come on to her.

"Well, keep it a professional business relationship and you'll be o.k. If you want to move offshore, you could continue to do business over the internet."

"We could do that. Couldn't we, Rob?"

"Sure we could. We've enjoyed Bermuda each time we've visited. Judy, maybe we can tough this out for another year while we make check out different places we might want to go. Then we could make some plans and arrangements. What do you think, Brad?"

"There you go. I think you're on the right track now. Stay away from the scams and, I'll bet, you are out of here in less than a year."

Judy had tucked her legs under herself and she had moved so she was sitting next to me. "That's enough business talk." She placed a hand on my thigh. "You haven't given me your love, Brad."

"Pardon me?"

"You've forgotten your conversation with Rob this morning. Rob said you asked him to give me your love and he told you that you could give it to me yourself." She slid her fingers down to my crotch. "I ready for your love."

She stood and held out her hands. "Come to me." I stood and followed her into the bedroom. Judy turned down the covers then sat on the edge of the bed. She began to kiss and fondle my cock and balls. I heard Rob as he moved around putting the glasses in the kitchenette and turning off the lights.

Rob came into their bedroom as Judy scooted to the middle of the bed and lay back. She spread her legs then put her hands on her pussy. She ran a finger up and down between her pussy lips. "Oh, I'm so wet. And so ready."

Rob got on the bed. He kneeled by Judy's head and began to rub his cockhead against he face. Judy turned her head as he ran his cockhead over her lips. I got on my knees between Judy's splayed thighs as she tongued Rob's cockhead.

She used her hands to spread her pussy lips. I held my cock and ran the cockhead up and down between her wet pink pussy lips and around her hard clit. She raised her hips and, at the same time, used her hands to push my cock down and guide it into her warm wet pussy.

Judy's fingers touched my cock as I pushed it deep. She began to suck her husband's cock as we started to fuck. She moved her hands to her breasts as I thumbed her clit and began to fuck her with long slow cock strokes.

She was licking and kissing Rob's cock shaft as I shifted positions to lean over her and prop myself up on my elbows. Judy hooked her heels over my legs. I leaned my head down to kiss her on the cheek. Rob's cock brushed my cheek.

Judy smiled as I turned my head and kissed Rob's cockhead. We took turns sucking, licking and kissing his cock as we fucked. Rob began to rub and stroke my shoulders and back.

Occasionally, his fingers would trail down my back to my ass. Rob would slip his fingers down between my ass cheeks and fondle my balls. His fingertips would brush my asshole as he moved his hand back to my back.

We were all enjoying a friendly companionable suck and fuck. Judy put her arms around me and pulled me down on top of herself. We lay quietly as Rob turned off the lights. He lay down beside us and I started to push myself off Judy.

"Don't go. Sleep with us tonight." I lay on my side beside Judy as we shifted and moved to get comfortable. I lay a hand on her belly. She took it in her hands moved it to a breast. Rob placed a hand on top of ours.

In the morning, Rob ordered breakfast from room service. Then we showered together. Judy got a four hand full body scrub and neither Rob's nor my cock had ever been washed so clean. We barely finished in time and had just slipped into our terry robes when the room service waiter arrived with breakfast.

Over breakfast, we discussed our work and spent some time brainstorming some possible scenarios for their move offshore. I finally had to excuse myself so I could finish cleaning up and get ready for the day. Fortunately, I hadn't unpacked much so I was ready in a few minutes.

I thanked them for their hospitality. Judy asked me if I was headed home on Thursday or Friday. I told them I was hoping to get home Thursday night. I was planning on taking most of the next week off as my niece and a roommate were going to stay with me during part of spring break.

"I had hoped you could spend the night with us on your way back home. I wanted to record you guys locked in a double deep throat."

We hugged, "After spring break, I'll call you and Rob. Maybe we could spend a weekend at one of our places and get as decadent as we wanted."

Judy laughed, "It's a date then." She kissed me goodbye and Rob and I shook hands. I left the keycard with them.

As I pulled my car out of the hotel garage, I hoped the day would go quickly and be hassle free. I wanted to get to my Sweet Sister's as early as I could.



The Consultants



She fondled my balls as she gently sucked me.  She returned my cock to Rob’s mouth and moved up next to me.  Her breasts pressed against me as she leaned over and put her face next to mine.  She tried to lick the side of Rob’s cock.

I pulled his cock out of my mouth and offered it to her.  She lowered her head and accepted his cock.  After sucking Rob for a minute or so, she stopped, gave me a French kiss and slid off the bed.

I rolled onto my back.  Rob got up on his knees over me.  I put my arms around his hips so I could pull myself up.  I tongued his balls, then carefully sucked both of them into my mouth.  Rob had been bobbing his mouth up and down my cock.  As I continued to gently suck, he stopped and just held my cockhead between his lips.

Judy got back up on the bed.  She had a bottle of lotion.  After putting a dab of lotion on a fingertip, she began to massage Rob’s asshole.  She applied more lotion and continued to massage and press against his pucker.  Soon her fingertip pushed inward.

Rob exhaled sharply as she pushed her finger into his ass.  I had released Rob’s nuts from my mouth when I saw that Judy meant to push her finger home.  Soon she had worked a second finger in.  Rob was sort of moaning and groaning as she tried to work a third finger in alongside the others.

She removed her fingers.  She leaned over Rob’s back.  “I think you are ready to take a real cock up your butt.  Do you think you are ready?”  Rob nodded. I managed to move out from under them. Judy leaned farther over him and kissed his cheek before pushing his head and shoulder down onto the bed.

Judy turned to me.  She leaned over me and ran her tongue up and down the underbelly of my cock.  “I want to get you super hard. Move behind Rob.”  I got up on my knees behind Rob. Judy was on her knees beside me stroking my cock.

She stopped stroking me long enough to fill the palm of her hand with lotion.  She rubbed her hands together, then began to rub my cock.  When my cock was thoroughly coated, she applied more lotion to Rob’s ass.

“Move up close.  I’ll guide your cock.”  I moved up closed to Rob’s ass.  I put my hands on his hips as Judy guided my cockhead to his asshole.  Rob exhaled as my cockhead pressed against him.

“Push slowly.  Can you feel him pushing into you?”  Rob sort of wiggled a hand.  Rob’s asshole slowly expanded as I pushed and Judy held my cock against him.  Rob’s back was tense.  “Does it hurt?”  “A little bit,” groaned Rob.

His back muscles relaxed visibly as my cockhead pushed through his sphincter ring.  I waited a minute, then pushed the full length of my cock into Rob’s ass.  I waited another minute before I began to fuck Rob with long slow strokes.

Judy talked to Rob.  “How does it feel?”  “It feels full,” replied Rob.

“Oh, Rob!  I never thought my fantasy would ever happen.  I never thought I would get to see you being fucked by a man.”  Judy leaned down and kissed him.  She then lay down and worked herself under Rob.  She licked the underside of his cock and balls.  She fondled my balls and tried to lick and kiss them when my ball sac was tight against Rob’s and my cock was buried to the hilt in his ass.

Judy moved out from under Rob.  I pulled my cock out and rolled Rob onto his back.  I pushed his legs up so his ass was exposed to me.  Rob held his legs as my cock re-entered his asshole.

Judy sat cross-legged on the bed.  She rubbed her clit as she watched us.  I continued with the long strokes.  I held Rob’s legs as he stroked his cock in time with the cock strokes in and out of his ass.

Rob began to tense up.  Judy moved over and took over jacking him off.  Rob raised his butt and groaned as he began to cum.  Judy stroked his cock until she squeezed the last drop onto his stomach.

I pulled my cock out and lay down on my side to rest.  I hoped Rob’s ass fuck felt as good to him as it had to me.  Judy crawled over next to me.  She gave me a big French kiss, “Thanks for fulfilling my fantasy.”
I rested for a few minutes then got up and went into the bathroom to clean up.  I took the liberty of taking a quick shower.  When I returned to the bedroom, Rob was still lying on his back with an arm over his eyes.  Judy was lying on her side as she slowly sucked Rob’s cock.

I got onto the bed with them.  I lay down by Judy and lifted her top leg.  I put my face down by her pussy.  As I began to lick my way to her clit,  Judy stopped sucking off Rob.  She rolled over and pushed herself up on her hands and knees.

I buried my face in her pussy as she began the cock-mouth circling motion.  I was happily tongue fucking her when Rob moved up behind her.  I lowered my head and looked up at his hard cock which was jutting over my face.

I licked the underbelly of Rob’s cock as he pushed it into his wife’s cunt.  I returned to licking and sucking Judy’s clit.  Occasionally, I would lick Rob’s balls and cock as he pumped away.

Judy has stopped her mouth action on my cock.  Rob had stopped fucking her.  I watched as he pushed a lotion lubed finger into her ass.  Rob re-entered her pussy as he continued to prepare her for an ass fuck.

Rob stopped again and lay on his back.  Judy moved from over me.  He held his cock erect as she positioned herself over it.  She sat down then leaned forward and lay on Rob.  Judy spread her legs so I could see her lubed asshole and her cock stuffed cunt.

There wasn’t a word spoken.  Rob tossed me the bottle of lotion.  Judy looked over her shoulder at me.  She nodded, then she lay fully down on Rob.  She reached both hands behind her and spread her ass cheeks.

I got the message.  I crawled up between their four legs, lubed my hard-on and slowly pushed my cock into Judy’s ass.  I was the only one who could move.  Judy quietly mouthed phrases like “Feels sooo good.” “Oh, double fuck me.” as I used the same long slow strokes that I used with Rob.

Judy asked Rob if he could feel my cock rubbing his.  I thought about the last time I had participated in a double fuck.  The memory of that experience and tonight’s sucking and fucking made my cock get stiffer and I could feel the cum welling up.

I told them I was going to cum as I pulled my cock out of Judy’s asshole with a soft pop.  I shot wads of cum onto her back and ass cheeks as she pushed herself up on her arms and began to frantically fuck Rob.

Rob arched his back, “Here I cum!” as Judy let out a small shriek and collapsed on top of Rob.

We rested a while.  Then showered together.  I wanted to go to my suite, but they wanted to talk about the evening.  We finally ended up with all three of us sleeping in the king sized bed.

I was awakened the next morning when I felt a warm tongue lick my cock.  Then I felt a second tongue.  It didn’t take long to get a hard-on with two sucking mouths and licking tongues.  I pushed  myself up on my elbows.

Judy sat up.  "Rob wants to watch me with another man."  She lay on her back.  I looked at Rob.  He smiled and nodded.  I rolled over next to Judy.  She gave me a kiss on the lips.  I kissed her back, then moved down to kiss and suck her breasts and nipples.
From there I kissed my way down her belly to her pussy.  Judy spread her legs and I spread her pussy lips so Rob could watch me eat his wife.  I licked sucked, kissed, and circled Judy’s clit until I heard her say please.

I got on my knees between her thighs.  Judy held my cock and guided it into her pussy.  I leaned forward and propped myself on my elbows as I began to stoke.  Judy hooked her legs over mine.  In a second she was moving her hips with mine.

Rob was sitting on his haunches and stroking his cock.  Judy reached for him.  He moved over by her head.  She pulled his cock down by her mouth.  She began to suck Rob as she continued to fuck me.  I pushed myself back up on my knees so Rob could watch my cock pump in and out of his wife’s cunt.

Judy was making mewing noises as she gobbled Rob’s cock.  Her stomach was heaving and her pelvic thrusts became harder and more frantic.  Judy arched her back and let out a loud, “OH!” as her orgasm began.

I was able to keep my cock buried in her pussy as she came down.  My cock finally slipped out of her pussy.  I laid it on her thigh.  Rob looked at me.  “Watching Judy fuck another man was one of my fantasies.  Now I’m going to fulfill another by sucking the cock of the man who fucked her.”

Judy propped herself up on an elbow as she watched Rob clean her pussy juices off my cock.  When Rob was finished Judy said, “I guess that takes care of every fantasy and everything.”

“Wrong.” I said.  “Your fantasy was to watch Rob have sex with another man.  The fantasy isn’t complete until Rob fucks me.”  With that, I got off the bed, found the lotion and told Rob to follow me.

I walked into the living room.  When Rob stopped I dropped to my knees, lifted his cock and guided it into my mouth.  Judy kneeled beside me.  She and I sucked Rob’s cock into a super hard-on is just a couple of minutes.  I then coated his cock with a generous amount of the lotion.

As I stood up, I hand the bottle to Rob.  I walked over to the loveseat.  I placed my feet wide apart, bent over from the waist and braced my hands on the back of the loveseat.  I looked over my shoulder at Judy and Rob.  “Come on, Rob, fuck my ass.”

Rob looked a little hesitant.  Judy came over and pushed a lubed finger into my ass.  Rob stepped behind me and placed his hands on my hips.  I felt Judy press his cockhead against my asshole.

I relaxed as much as I could as I felt my asshole stretch to allow his cock into me.  I pushed back so his cockhead quickly slipped through my sphincter ring.  I felt my asshole contract around his cockshaft.  I kept pushing until Rob’s eight inch cock was all the way in.

I looked over my shoulder at Rob.  “Let’s fuck!”  We began to moved together in a push-pull motion.  Soon our ball sacs were hitting together as Rob’s hips smacked my ass cheeks each time we bottomed his cock in my ass.

Judy watched.  She got on her knees in front of me and watched my ball sac swing and my cock bounce as Rob fucked me.  It felt good to have a thick piece of meat up my ass.  It felt doubly good when Judy wrapped her lips around my cock and let our push-pull do the work.

The two sensations were beginning to be too much for me.  Rob rammed his cock home one more time as he began to cum.  I could feel his cock jerk and twitch as he shot several wads deep into my ass.  Judy squeezed my balls and I began to blow a load into her waiting mouth.

Rob leaned over me and wrapped his arms around me.  “That was something else, man!”  He stood and pulled his cock out.  Judy got to her feet.  She was wiping cum off her lips.  She gave first Rob then me a cum filled French kiss.

I looked at Judy.  “Now your fantasy is complete.  Let’s get cleaned up and order an early lunch so we can get back to work.”

At the early afternoon meeting with Anne and her staff, we agreed the cabling problem was solved and that good progress was being made on the other product problems.

What was rather unusual, was that Rob did most of the presentation.  Judy sat quietly and wrote notes.  When she wasn’t writing I noticed she was doodling small circles on the margin of the page.







The Consultation



It was 3 o'clock and Martin was my next appointment. I looked forward to meetings with Martin. He was easy to talk with, rattling off facts, figures and anecdotes with the ease of a politician. His sessions fulfilled something in me that was hard to explain. In fact, it represented the kind of work-a-day task that when you remembered you had to do it, you became elated.

As usual, Martin was 10 minutes late. I would take him to task over his tardiness as he knew I would. I was beginning to think that Martin purposely planned to arrive late in order to evoke a response from me.

At three-fifteen he rushed into my den in a state of apologetic anxiety. I work at home incidentally, as it is more private and I can plan my daily productivity schedule without losing time on travel.

"Greetings and salutations, sir." he beamed radiantly.  "Sorry I'm late, but the traffic was terrible and I had to stop at my lawyers to sign a few bits and pieces of papers of litigation. Please excuse me."

I replied to this by saying that his tardiness was of no great problem. It was a lie.  I was in fact anxious to begin.

Martin placed his brief case on the floor close to my desk. His action was tantamount to secrecy and I assumed that it might have contained papers from his work. In his other hand he cradled a canvass bag bulging with printed material. I could see the loose pages above its rim and the outline of hard backed books that lurked deep within.  He held on to this satchel with a certain protective manner. Finally, he placed it upon my desk like a cat would deposit the night's hunt at the feet of the master.

Martin worked for the government. His education and military background created a strong foundation for his position as Deputy Minister for The Department of Strategic Planning. He had recently assumed the position and was most articulate at describing in vague terms, as is the ilk of government personnel, of the more humourous occurrences that he had been party to since his appointment.

I asked the questions that I knew would draw him out and the stories that he related were absolutely fascinating. He loved to describe what he did. More so, he relished the authority that he held over other people's lives. Albeit, he was careful to caution me that this very power that he was able to exercise over others, oft caused him concern. He had said that its premise bordered upon the tactics previously perfected by history's worst despots and dictators alike. Alas, he would sigh, he tried to balance power with employment objectives, biased on the side of common sense and humanity. I believed his sincerity; but I distrusted his objectivity.

Our routine for these consultations had been devised between us over a period of months. There were no surprises, well at least not many, and we were both ready as the swirl of our meeting began to accelerate.

I moved out from behind my desk and walked over to the settee area. My office is arranged like someone's living room. A couch, two comfortable chairs, coffee and end tables were arranged in balanced harmony. Two lamps graced the end tables and a four-foot tall statue of a naked David stood anatomically correct, off to one side.

I watched Martin's eyes when I completed this first and all-important gambit. They flared and became intense. His rate of breathing accelerated and he began to fidget. It was all a part of the pleasure of course and he reveled in its manifestation.

Next, I asked him to stand.  I then directed him to move into the centre of the room where he would be as isolated from furniture and other support. Personally, I wanted to rush into things, but savouring the slow method, I reined myself in. Martin felt the same, admitting to me that the movement to the ultimate end was more exciting then the end itself. How true!

"Remove your clothes." I casually uttered in soft tones, confident that he would obey. I further instructed him to accomplish this in a feminine manner. He happily complied, as I knew that he would. He became demonstrably dainty in his motions and once naked, he pranced about arranging his discarded clothing in neat piles.

When he returned to the designated spot in the middle of the room, I ordered him to raise both arms above his head and join his hands in that upraised position. He was very pliable and obedient. I stood up and walked toward him when he had done as he was told. My gait and demeanor were determined. Standing in front of him I ran my hands gently over his chest. I playfully pinched his nipples causing them to stiffen. That was not the only thing that stiffened and as a consequence I grabbed his maleness firmly and commenced an undulating stoking motion. Martin groaned in pleasure. I then cupped his scrotum with my right hand and manipulated his tiny male pearls in concert with the stroking. His penis became fully engorged and with both hands exploiting the manifestation of his singular excitement, Martin hung his head.

It was not sorrow or regret that caused his eyes to descend downward into a position that some may equate with embarrassment. It was Martin's resolution that I was in charge, and that he was succumbing meekly to my dominance. It was an act articulating his own slavery of his selfish desires. To me, he was just another client who desired to be trained, punished, humiliated and humbled. In the vernacular, Martin was really an unabashed submissive male slut!

I let go of my manipulations on his body. His hands were still joined; his arms still strung high above his head. Martin was malleable. But we both knew that. I barked questions directly at Martin concerning his fidelity to submission. He answered them all correctly. He loved this inquisition and I pressed even further. "Are you a slut?" 

"Yes sir." he admitted ashamedly

"Are you ready to submit to a most embarrassing grid of humiliations that I have planned for you throughout the whole of this afternoon, Martin?

"Yes sir." he replied between gasps of breath, his breathing becoming more uneven.

"Then let us begin." I stated forthrightly.

He immediately relaxed his arms and knelt down in front of me. He bowed his head forward and with long and loving movements of his tongue, he licked my shoes. The toes, the sides, and when I lifted one foot, the entire bottom.

I ordered him to stop when both shoes were glistening wet. He immediately stood up and resumed his previous position. "Good boy." I said and patted him on his head. 

Today I planned to conduct the consultation somewhat differently. This highly placed civil servant wanted the ultimate in humiliation and I had decided to escalate the stakes. I didn't know exactly how he would take to it, but considered that his opinion simply did not form a part of the equation. 

Into the centre of the room I brought a unique plant stand that stood about 3 and a half feet tall. It had a flat circular top about 18 inches in diameter and it was 3 inches thick. It was joined to the base by a thick tubular column. The base anchored the entire structure with four firmly placed 'feet'. On top of each foot there was a steel eyebolt. This stand, more often used as a training device for Martin then a place for a floral arrangement, was a very sturdy piece of furniture.

"Get over here!" I ordered. "Bend over and put your stomach on the flat top. Drape your entire body over the stand and arrange yourself so that your feet do not touch the floor." Martin complied obediently, without question or sound. Soon he was perfectly balanced, bent double over the pedestal. I then encircled each ankle with a set of leather cuffs, and then tethered both wrists with rawhide strips. Next, I joined the ends of these rawhide strips to the 'D' ring of each ankle cuff. The only thing left to do was to clip the locking device, attached to each ankle cuff, to the eyebolts fitted into the support feet of the stand.

When I finished, I checked my work. Martin was rendered immobile, clear of the floor, his body stretched taut over the stand. His legs were pulled forward, secured to his arms that were pulled back. And this joining of his limbs was tethered to the eyebolts on either side of the base. He was 'pegged' like a tent. Perfect!

"Well Martin, do you like this new position?"

"Y ess ss.ir. Thh..ank you ss..ir." he panted out his reply, stuttering through each syllable.

"Have you ever wondered Martin," I ruminated aloud, " what it would be like while you were totally in my hands as you are now, if I were to invite some guests into this room to witness your precarious situation? To laugh at your predicament. And perhaps Martin," I whispered conspiratorially, " to participate in your humiliation?"

"Now just a minute here," Martin spoke forcefully, wrenching himself abruptly out of the submissive character I had lashed him into. "This consultation is just for us.  You understand me and what I like. Now untie me, I don't like where this seems to be going. Untie me, please." he wailed and squirmed, trying to rock with enough momentum to topple over onto the floor.

My response was nothing short of draconian. I took an over the shoulder swing with the buggy whip I had surreptitiously located while Martin had been exercising the denial of his situation and seared a bright red welt to the cheeks of his very exposed posterior. When he went to speak again, I reigned five more slashes upon his body in rapid succession. I was expert at this and left equal length marks across the expanse of both buttocks.

"Shut up." I commanded. He remained silent as instructed. I did not want to loose him to his regular, daytime personality. I wanted him in his altered state. As a slave, a submissive male slut, dependant upon me for his salacious act of submission. I held power over him and I enjoyed it.

"Well Martin, what was that all about?" I enquired condescendingly.

"You've never mentioned about bringing other people in here." he said with obvious fear. "I thought you and I understood my vital need for discretion. I can't be seen...doing this, this sort of thing!" he spoke calmly. "Please untie me, right now. I want an end....."

He abruptly ended his diatribe in mid sentence, opened his mouth and groaned pleasurably. His hips moved rhythmically and he tried to spread his legs further apart than I had originally tied them. Failing this and still moaning with erotic pleasure, he attempted to raise his legs. This action, should he have been able to complete it, would have had the same effect. Martin desperately attempted to open up his buttocks to expose as much of the deep recess that lurked therein.

I knew that because I had caused this reaction. With a gloved hand and a finger liberally dipped in cool cream I had been assaulting Martin's anus. I caressed the rim. First in flicking circles, then in erotic up and down motions from tailbone to scrotum. I probed directly, then withdrew. Round and round again, then another probe. His whole body was writhing.

"Well Martin, what was that you were saying?"

The moaning only increased and his body excited itself in the constant testing of the bounds he was restrained by. His only concourse was acceptance of his situation and he was otherwise speechless. He agonized in the pleasure he sought.

I kept up the playful teasing of his rectal area, sometimes kneading his scrotum in the process. I delicately stroked his stiffened shaft now and then, pulling the foreskin as far back as it could physically go. Then, I dipped two fingers into the lubricant and played an exotic symphony with both fingers upon Martin's sensitive and ridiculously proffered anal area. When I looked around from where I was standing. I watched as drool slithered from his mouth. His mind was in a frantic dance with Eros, his eyes were closed and he moaned ever so subtly.

"Well Martin?" I reiterated

When he spoke I knew I had regained his total subservience. "Th..ank you ss..ir. Ooh, aah, ooh, that's it....ooh yes. Yes! Thank you Master, thank you sir!"

"So Martin, have you ever thought what it would be like for others to see you...in this... most compromising position?"

"Do w..hat you want, ss..ir. I am yyy..our slave."

"I intended to do just that Martin." I said as I continued to explore and prattle the crease that divided both globes of his rump.  "I don't feel any obligation what so ever that I should solicit your 'okay' in this matter. I'm the dominant one here and you, well you are just a pliable slave to be toyed with. To conclude Martin, I intend to render humiliation to you today, that is beyond any other humiliation that you have ever experienced whilst in my skillful presence."

Martin remained silent and I removed the soiled glove from my hand. His muscles relaxed and he slumped over the plant stand where he was ridiculously splayed. I slowly walked to my desk and from the top draw I extracted a life-like penis gag. It was attached to a wide strip of leather that tapered at both ends into securing straps. These straps employed a Velcro closure system that efficiently secured the gag into the oral cavity of a slave.

The functional end of this silencing domination restraint was brutally realistic. The dimensions were exact to an engorged cock in a fully erect state. It had a foreskin that could be closed or peeled back. In the latter position, the meatus head was exact to the pitted texture of the real thing. On the underside, this prosthetic organ even had the string of stretched skin that holds the foreskin to the shaft. Since the penis is 3 and a half inches long, it is meant not only to deprive a slave from audible objections, but he is also forced by the law of physics to constantly suck upon it. How delightful, I approved.

I squatted down in front of Martin's face and ordered him to open his mouth. "Martin, I'm going to gag you now. I want you to lick the cock to lubricate it so that I can force it into you mouth. Now lick it!" I ordered curtly. He obeyed with my commands, salivating as his tongue flicked about the pretend male organ. Then I quickly fitted the gag into his willing mouth and secured the straps at the back of his head.

"Ah Martin, what a sight you make. What a ridiculous position you have got yourself into." I laughed as I promenaded around him, oozing denigrating terms in his direction. "Now Martin, what you need is an audience."

Martin squirmed and contorted against his bonds. His muffled grunts tried to penetrate through the gag that was seated deep in his gullet. It was absolutely tantalizing and I must admit that I became erotically excited by it all. Martin was truly fearful of an audience, but I knew it was all a part of the game he had so eagerly agreed to. It was at his request that I was treating him in this manner and Martin was paying for my special services. Mind you, we had never before discussed an audience.

I straightened up adjusting the waistcoat of my 3-piece suit, then buttoned the jacket over it. In the mirror I adjusted my tie and gave myself the 'once-over'.  Crossing the floor opposite my desk, I turned for one more look at Martin as I stood by the door. He was ready. Oh yes, I thought to myself, he was definitely primed for what I was about to unleash upon him.

**********

When I opened the door, she was placidly seated upon the couch in the waiting area. Her long legs were crossed, left over right and because of this her skirt had crept up six inches beyond the line of accepted decency. Her aroma was subtle but it had managed to invade the atmosphere of the small room. Her hair was tied back in a tight bun and she brandished long manicured fingernails at the end of narrow wrists and delicate hands. This svelte woman wore a conservative business suite, tailored and cut to entice the voyeur that lurks in every man. Her earrings were circles of gold, diminishing to a brilliant diamond at the centre and her lips were painted a bright red. But what she had chosen to encase her feet in, what I could only imagine as petite and dainty feet, were simply erotic. They were shiny black leather boots with pointed toes and heels that were most unnerving.  The spikes of her exquisite pumps came to a plumb-bob point, 6 inches from where they had started. When she stood to greet me, I found it difficult to pry my eyes from the floor where she had planted her authoritative presence.

"Are you ready, Linda?" I enquired warmly.

"Yes I am. Where is he?" It was a statement lacking in any social embellishment or warmth.

I opened the door and she preceded me into my office. But as she crossed the threshold, the change in her behaviour was dramatic. 

"Well, well, and what do we have here?" she said with mirth woven into the lilt of her intonation. "Oh my oh my." she repeated, walking closer to where Martin wrestled with his restraints now that he was fully aware of the presence of, his wife!

She laughed out loud and continued to circle her husband. She touched, prodded and checked the strength of his entrapment. "Oh, I have to sit down for this." she blurted out, laughing and giggling while wiping the tears of humour from her eyes. "This is too much." she said trailing off into yet more laughter.

"You are pleased?" I asked.

"Oh yes! This is terrific." she replied looking up at me with her wide eyes shimmering with anticipation. "Please, let us begin...I can hardly wait!"

I retreated to my desk and offered Linda the canvass bag that Martin had so proudly deposited in front of me when he had arrived. She dumped its contents out on the coffee table that hunkered low to the floor in front of her. She spread out the books and documents and selected a glossy magazine. "I'll start with this one." she said in a very confident manner.

Linda stood up and strutted over to Martin. She asserted herself directly behind him and began thumbing through the magazine.

"So Martin, this is your interest, is it?" 

Martin remained silent. His body hung in suspension even though he was secured tightly to the pedestal.

For the next 20 minutes, Linda spat a litany of indictments aimed directly at her husband. Impaled on the pedestal as he was, he was unable to escape her lugubrious verbal assault. As the grit of her damnation of Martin increased, she began to walk around him, quoting from the photo 'cut' lines and discussing the sparse narratives that accompanied the pictorial aspect of the book she held. One after another, each book, manuscript and photograph was revealed to Martin in excruciating analytical terms. After each description of the subject matter or depiction of a photo, Martin squirmed in his ridiculous position. And as he sucked upon the penis that occupied his mouth, he muffled his apparent objections.

"These books all have the same theme Martin." she taunted. "Dominant males in the leather immersed in the S & M scene. Is that why you come here? Does your consultant pander to your desire of being dominated by men?"

Martin squirmed frantically while grunting out his incomprehensible reply.

Linda picked up the buggy whip that lay on the floor where I had put it. Standing it straight up on the handle end, she leaned it upon Martin's backside wedging its narrowed business end in between his buttocks.

"Just look at all these harridans in leather Martin. Powerful and intimidating men that you would probably kneel in front of like an obedient puppy!" she said as she flung the book onto the coffee table and picked up a set of photos.

"Here's an interesting picture folio Martin." she teased. "You look very cute in that petticoat. Oh, and look at this Martin...high heels, nylons and a bra! The make-up Martin, I must say that you look very feminine, vulnerable even."

Linda then selected a larger photograph and studied it. "I have a question about this one." she giggled.  "I'm sure you remember it. It is a close up. Your face is just beautiful Martin. Your lips are painted bright red, your eyelashes are long and sensual and it looks like you are trying to swallow a huge pole. Actually, it is a very large penis, isn't it Martin? All I can see is a portion of the shaft and your flayed lips. The picture was obviously taken when you were on the up stroke!" she sneered. "My question Martin is this: does the lip stick come off on the cock as you suck it?" She mirthfully chided with malice intent as she posed the question then placed the photo on the floor where Martin could not avoid looking at it. 




The Consultation



Linda had finished. With drooping shoulders she sat down in one of the chairs and crossed her long legs. She was positioned just to the front and left of her restrained husband. She took a moment to compose herself and without lifting her eyes to look at me she commanded cruelly, "Whip him!" 

I complied without a second thought. And for the next 10 minutes I peppered his exposed legs, thighs, buttocks and back with whip lashes from 8 different implements of braided and studded leather.

When I had finished, sweat was dripping from my brow, impeding the visual acuity that my glasses would usually provide. I removed my coat and arranged it on a hook attached to the back of the door. The whips, paddles, cat-o-nine tails, and all manner of animal crops that I had assaulted Martin with littered the floor about the pedestal that he was securely affixed to.

With a sombre countenance I wend my way carefully through the tools of my trade and eased myself into the plush office chair that commanded the area behind my desk. The silence that imbued the room between Linda and I was only broken by the rhythmic palpitations of Martin who was inhaling and exhaling deeply through his nostrils.

I slowly panned my vision from the ridiculous image that was presented by Martin's dangling predicament, and focused on Linda. Her eyes were already waiting for me. We studied each other for a pause of 10 seconds then rose in unison. Slowly we came together and embraced. As we made our dance of emotions with lips meeting willing lips, standing there on the carpet inches from her restrained husband, our passions ignited. Now it was our breathing that inserted itself into the small confines of my office. We giggled as secret lovers. We touched each other. And we paid each other the compliment of this pleasure by subtle non-verbal communication. We spoke words of lust and performed deeds of sexual significance, and we shuffled close enough to Martin to rub up against him.

"Now, Mr. Consultant," Linda breathed out in a husky and sensual manner, "make love to me here on the floor, where Martin can watch."

Martin, whose skin was a criss-cross of red welts and bruises, struggled hysterically. His muffled protests fell upon deaf ears. Our response, while still embraced, was to turn and laugh at him!

Seductively, Linda removed her clothes and draped them haphazardly over the expanse of her husband's back. The last article she removed was her panties. She turned them inside out and rubbed the crotch over Martin's face and pulsing nostrils. Not satisfied with this humiliation, she pulled the panties entirely over his head and the outcroppings of the penile gag still stuffed in his mouth. 

"While you watch your consultant 'take me', you can sniff at my aroma and dream. Because from now on that is all you are going to get from me. I will not divorce you nor will I leave you. You are going to be a slave alright, Martin. My slave! And your only sexual encounters from now on will be to watch as other men take me, freely and often, with wild abandon and absolutely no restrictions."

Linda paused and went down on her knees. She unbuckled my belt and unhooked my trousers and helped me from their confines. She slowly pulled my briefs down to my ankles and helped shed them as I lifted one foot, then the other.

"Ooh...such a big cock Mr. Consultant, it's so thick, mmmm" Then she kissed it. 

Martin's eyes peered out from between the leg holes of his wife's panties that encased his head. They were wide like saucers, the pupils dark and seething.

Linda manoeuvred herself onto her back in full view of Martin. She placed her hands behind her head, lifted her legs and slowly spread them.

"Now watch how this is done Martin. Watch how a full bodied woman receives her lover, willingly." She was speaking between shortened breaths. "And since all of what was done to you was video taped, you will hardly go to a court of law espousing justice, will you?

With that, I lowered myself upon her. Then, for the next hour, I was purposely slow and methodical and Linda and I performed like the participants of a case study taken directly from the pages of the Suma Matra. It all culminated in a great rush of energy. We were entwined and volatile and both screaming epithets when our mutual release occurred. It was brutal and all consuming; when our rhythm ended we collapsed in on one another, frothing and panting. Spent.

Martin witnessed it all.

Within minutes, we were once again composed and sitting relaxed in our respective places. Linda on the couch and I in my chair. It was back to business. I was concerned about how Martin was going to react when I removed his gag. He had been tied up and rendered speechless and immobile for the past two hours. But, I had to see.

Quickly, I approached the hapless husband, removed the feminine silk from his head and undid the Velcro closure of the gag. Slowly I removed the penis from Martins mouth.

"Well, Martin?" I said, masking my apprehension, still unsure if I should have released all of his bonds.

"Thank you sir. Thank you mistress" he rendered in a breathless exhort without hesitation or vocal impediment. "I willingly accept my position as your slave. I will do anything that either of you want me to do."

Linda and I looked at one another in astonishment!

"Sir, now that you have pleased yourself with my mistress, please assault me as you did before so that Mistress may witness it and laugh at my demise. Keep me tied here, please! Oh please Sir, please Mistress, assault me now, aaand...www...hip me!" The last part of his pleadings was delivered in a breathless hushed tone.

Linda and I smiled at each other victoriously. As I lifted myself from my chair, I grabbed the jar of lubricating jelly and thought of the exorbitant fee I would be receiving from my newly indentured slave.



END