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It was his surprise so he must have wanted it to turn out okay. I walked to the bathroom...thinking it all over. Was it only job security that Jerry had in mind or a new sexual thrill as well?
When I returned, Mark took my hand. I was standing over him. "Jerry will be back soon," he said as he reached under my tiny French Maid skirt...right to my spot. Smiling, he pulled me closer, kissing and feeling as he pulled me over his lap...straddling his legs...opening me wide to his urgent feeling. I was so hot. I was boiling over and my body was giving in even if I still had reservations about all this surprise evening. He was at my mouth and his fingers on my other lips feeling and probing as I shivered and shook. I broke away, finished my wine, looked Mark in the eyes as he took my hand again. "Unzip me," he said. I hesitated and he unzipped himself. "We don't have much time!" he said. Out came his full-standing large cock. The head was wet, his cock throbbing and he pulled me over him. Both his arms around my waist now and pulling me down. I felt his large cock against me, fumbling for my opening. I was thinking of a vibrating knob...letting his cock find me. I wasn't going to help him...playing a little hard to get. Teasing this wonderful beast I'd only just met. What would he think of me? What did I care? I wanted to be impaled by a new surprise; breathing deeply, waiting, moving down on him as he finally found, uhhh, me.
"I've dreamed of this all week," he said, more fumbling. I lifted up, helping him. He was hard and straight. It wouldn't take us long. Then the door opened and in came Jerry with his wine! We froze. Jerry looked over at us...me straddling Mark, his long cock deep inside, my face flushed. For a moment we were a frozen image of lust. Faces flush, bodies hot. I lifted away in a helpless protest. Jerry just laughed..."I guess you two are getting along okay from the looks of it," he said, "I'll open the wine." I was shocked still...Mark's cock in my cunt...Jerry popping a cork...and just then Mark pulled me close. I was astride his cock and Jerry came with the wine, acting as though nothing unusual was happening. I was feeling the throb of Mark's cock inside as it flexed and teased me. Jerry sat down and took my hand: "Some surprise, right, honey?" he said. I knodded my head and Mark's cock flexed again. "Well are you two just going to sit there? Or are you going to do something?" he said, smiling. "You bastard," I breathed at him. "You bastard." I laid my head on Mark's shoulder, starring at Jerry...smiling, nodding, squeezing on this stranger deep inside me.
The ice was broken! The prick had pricked my wet cunt..I was hot and wet. What's a girl to do? I squeezed Mark's cock and hugged him all the time looking at Jerry...who sipped his wine and smiled. Now I was going to teach the bastard a lesson...or so I justified all of this to myself and squeezed on Mark again. "Are you just going to sit there with your cock in me?" I said looking Mark in the eyes and he lifted my thighs up and then back on to him. It felt like I was on a hot pole and I tried to sit on it but Mark was teasing me now. It's strange but Jerry wasn't there any more in my mind...there was a man, a man's hot cock, and my hot, thirsty pussy...and I forced down on this cock. I didn't need teasing, I needed fucking. I lifted off his cock until the tip was at my cunt lips and sat on him again, building a rhythm, hugging his cheek. Jerry leaned over and gave me a wine kiss, putting a little wine in my mouth, feeling my back. He lifted my little maid's skirt exposing my bottom. "Everything fits!" he said. "You're a bastard," I whispered to him as my rhythm quickened. "Kiss me again. Uh! Uh!" I grunted and breathed into his mouth." Jerry was rubbing me. Mark was being a beast.
Now I was kissing my boyfirend and fucking his boss as he was wetting my mouth with wine...I was wetting his boss all over his cock...Oh! I wanted this thing deep in me and could feel Mark thrusting hard now. I bit his ear and whispered my breath on him and shook and came and screamed like I did when Jerry made me come. "Mark's so big!" I said. "Only the best for you, honey," Jerry said. I was sweating and hot and dizzy and resting on this big cock as it relaxed and softened.
"It's my turn," Jerry said. "I know you. You dirty girl. You're not finished. I know you too well. You got a taste and want another taste." I slipped from Mark's lap in a kind of daze as Jerry moved over me with his cock out now. Mark stood to one side and held my legs up exposing all of me to both of them. "You're pretty..and especially pretty right now." My little maid's skirt a mess, my blouse open, my cunt open to these two horny men. I'll bet I was pretty. Pretty and still wanting more. Jerry did know me well...and often. I was too weak to reply and then Jerry was at me...his cock ready for its turn. Mark was holding my legs apart, standing over my face opening me for Jerry. My lips must have been red. I knew they were ready. Holding me like that, my cunt was cool in the air. Jerry smiled and kissed me and I felt his cock searching, finding, slipping easily into me. I didn't know if I could come again but the whole scene excited me. I was looking up at Mark, standing over me, smiling and bending down to kiss me, and Jerry began to work on me. Smiling, whispering: "I love you, honey." I was starting to build again. The scene, the surprise, the two good-looking men, enjoying me and I was enjoying myself. All my resistance was gone and I was fucking again...this time Jerry with his boss watching...I began to feel it again and my hips flexed. I tossed my head from side to side, letting out little grunts and sighs, exploring a second coming, exploding at my waist, this time on Jerry's cock as it stroked me. Jerry leaned and kissed me: But I told him: "He's better than you, you bastard. Now see what you've done?" Just whispers in his ear and I was thinking about our long ago first night of dinner, drinks and, especially, a vibrating gear shift knob.
This special Friday dinner was a very memorable one. I was certain Jerry had the job security we both wanted. I was hot just thinking about it as I got ready for work on Monday morning wondering about our next rendevous. The door bell rang. It was the boss, Mark! I was literally dumbstruck. He came in and put his arms around me. "Don't kiss me, Mark. I'm just leaving for work! You'll mess my makeup." "Let's not kiss, then," he said. But he kept hugging me. "You're really something. I couldn't get my mind off you. Sit on the table." He walked me backward, lifting me on the kitchen table...my waist level with his. He unzipped and pulled out his beautiful cock. "I won't tell him," he said. "He'll never know about it." he said as he spread my legs. I admit, I was hot again from the thoughts of the weekend. He pulled my knickers to the side and hugged me. I was instantly wet. "I won't tell him. I promise," he whispered to me. It was my chance to get even with the bastard. If I didn't fuck him now I would be late to work...no time for preliminaries and certainly no messy kisses. I took hold of Mark's cock, putting it on my cunt, rubbing it and pulling him into me to begin a delicious morning screw. It was our secret. Mark's vibrating knob and me, impaled, flexing, coming, coming as Mark started his engine.
What a way to start the week!
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