leaks out to moisten the tip.
Carla bends at the waist, bracing herself with one hand against her desk, to take my cock into her mouth, breaking my grasp on her nipple as she does so. The moment her wet, full-lipped mouth engulfs me, I know I’ve got her number. She wants me strong and directing, or else she’d be a little pissed at my comment and not ready to blow me.
The attractive, early-forties woman is in shape. Her ass didn’t have any extra jiggle when I gave it a smack and I pull up her miniskirt to see what she’s got to offer. A firm, curvy butt greets my soothing caress.
“Mmmm...” She mumbles as she pumps up and down on my cock. The head tickles the back of her throat and she’s using just the right amount of suction. It feels incredible, but I can’t lose track of what I really want—after all, almost anyone can give good head if they try.
I slip a hand between her ass cheeks, push the slip of her thong aside and plunge my finger into her waiting pussy. Her wetness coats my digit, confirming that she’s more than ready for our encounter. I pull back a bit and add a second finger to the mix, relishing the tightness of her opening and enjoying the feel of her wet sheath wrapped around my fingers.
I trace a moist path to her puckered ass, teasing the ring, waiting to see how she reacts. Her attentions on my cock grow more frenzied. If I’m not careful and she doesn’t slow down, I could wind up shooting earlier than I’d like. I deliver another sound smack to her ass.
“Slow down, Carla. You don’t want our fun over too soon now, do you?”
She pulls off my cock, turning her kohl-darkened, lust-filled gaze up at me. “No. I certainly don’t.” She resumes her former attentions, but much slower, and wiggles her ass a bit to entice me back on track.
I slip my thick finger back into her pink, tight ass, hoping I’ve found an anal sex fan in our new employer. Every now and then the fates shine down on a poor musician. I’ll take luck any way it comes. I pump in and out, developing a nice rhythm in time to her slower sucking.
Before I have a chance to add a second finger and see how readily she could take me, the office door bangs open and her moist mouth pulls off me in a flash. We both whip around to the direction of the sound.
Oh geez, is she married and I’m totally screwed?
Carla adjusts her body to stand partially blocking me; which I’m grateful for once my erection swings toward the door.
“Lisa? What are you doing here?” Carla asks of the slim-hipped, athletic looking brunette in a waitress outfit.
The young woman’s gaze drops to Carla’s exposed nipple and the tip of her tongue comes out to moisten her lips. “I came in early for... our special time together.” She jerks her gaze away from her boss and looks to me. “But if you’re busy... I can come back later.”
Carla’s tone changes to a more forceful one than she used with me earlier, “No, come in. Close the door behind you and lock it.” Carla reaches back and strokes the length of my cock, still hidden from Lisa’s view. “Did you shave like I asked?”
The young barmaid can’t be much over twenty-one and a blush creeps to her cheeks at the owner’s question. “Yes, ma’am.” She grips the purse strap on her shoulder, wringing it in both hands, and averts her gaze to the floor. Lisa turns to the door and clicks the lock in place before facing us. “Will things be different with him here?”
The pressure on my prick, combined with the slickness of leftover spit, leaves me reeling to contain my pleasure in the face of this new opportunity. Could I be lucky enough today to have walked into my very first threesome? I’ve got to figure out my role in this scenario to juggle what Carla wants with what Lisa expects.
“Things will be fine, don’t you worry.” Carla smiles at the young woman and her uncertainty. “I told you I’d help you explore yourself this summer. And that doesn’t end with a little girl-on-girl experimentation.”
Carla reaches her free hand out to the nubile barmaid. Lisa accepts it and her stance changes; her shoulders relax and she drops her purse to the floor by the door. A smile