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In 1990, I was working as an accounting supervisor at a large hotel in Flagstaff, Arizona. I was twenty-nine and in the prime of my life. My hair was cut in a pixie style and was dyed a light red and blond mix. I had 32DD breasts, weighed 110 pounds, with a 24-inch waist, 28-inch hips, and a tight, round ass.
At work, I had to dress in a tailored blue skirt that hit just above my knee; I wore a fitted white blouse, and the company’s tailored blue jacket. The uniform fit me like a glove. When the jacket was buttoned it accentuated my small waist and nice curvy ass, but the uniform was very warm to wear, so I never wore a bra to work.
At this point in my life, my husband and I had been participating in swinging parties for ten years; we had a very open relationship and some wonderful friends with whom we played on a regular basis.
But I had never played alone!
It was my friend, Angela, who helped me get the job at the hotel. She’d worked at the front desk for a couple of years, and at that time, she was the desk supervisor.
Angela lived two houses down from my husband and me, and she and I and I carpooled to work. It would take us about twenty minutes to get to the hotel. On our commute, Angela would tell me of the conquests she’d made since her divorce, going into graphic details of the men she’d taken to her bed.
I would often get wet from listening to her stories, and when we arrived at work, I would head right to the restroom and clean myself up before my workday began.
Some days I had enough time to masturbate before reporting to my desk. I would use the small vibrator that I kept in my purse.
Angela, at twenty-five years old, was a very beautiful woman with short blond hair; she had captivating, light blue eyes, 34C breasts, a narrow waist, and a small, tight ass.
After work, she and I would use the hotel's spa amenities. The locker room in there had an open style, so when you changed, you did it in front of everyone who might be in the room with you.
Angela and I would change into our bikinis so we could use all the hot rooms that the spa provided; we would go swimming in the pool, then finish in the hot tub. On the days when we used the spa, I would check out Angela’s body.
I could see she kept her pussy bald all the time; her breasts were full and firm, with silver dollar-sized areolae, topped with thumb-sized nipples that when hard stuck out an inch.
Angela had kept herself in shape, and I admired her body. Occasionally I would playfully flirt with her, but she didn’t seem to notice.
But one day she surprised me when she turned to me and said, “You know, Gaylee, one day I’d love to try out your husband’s cock.” She went on, “I’ve watched him from my front room. It’s when he goes out to baseball practice! The pants he wears! I can see the outline of his large cock.”
As soon as I heard this, I knew I could share some more intimate details with her.
“I’ll tell you something, Angela. We’re swingers, and being swingers, it’s okay with me if you seduce my husband.” But she never even tried to seduce him. I think it was because she didn’t know how the swinging lifestyle worked.
Angela flirted all the time with the male staff at the hotel. It was common practice for the staff to go to the honeymoon suite to meet others to have sex.
On the ride home from work one day, Angela confided in me. “You know Mark?” she asked me.
“Yeah. The hunky guy who cleans the handrails?”
“Yup,” she replied. “This afternoon I was in the honeymoon suite with him, and I had him begging to fuck me.”
“And did you?” I asked eagerly.
“Well, I don’t kiss and tell; but I’ll let you in on one little secret. Mark is a great lover!”
Angela went into great detail as we drove home. Her car was an old VW Beetle with a serious lack of suspension, and as we bounced along, we could feel all the bumps and twists of the road in the seat; it was a great feeling on my pussy.
On that day, with Angela’s recounting of the great sex she had had in the honeymoon suite, it was downright erotic. I was getting so turned on as she told the story of how they had fucked that I almost climaxed from her story plus the vibrations of her car.
When she dropped me off at my house, I thanked her and headed straight to the bedroom, picked up my magic wand from the side table, and used it on the outside of my uniform.
What a fantastic feeling it was to run the wand over my entire body! I orgasmed.
I stripped out of my uniform, put the wand away, pulled back the sheets on the bed, and opened the lower drawer on the side table. That’s where I kept my large dildo when I wanted to masturbate.
I pounded it into my pussy, turning it up high and gave myself the second orgasm of the evening while my mind rehashed all the dirty, sexy stories that Angela had told me on the ride home.
After I regained my equilibrium, I got up off the bed, went into the shower and cleaned up. Then I got dressed for a night at home with my husband.
Angela’s stories had intrigued me. I had long wanted to play separate from my husband, and at that point in my life, I never had. I was curious about the possibilities. So, one night I put a plan together to seduce a man that had shown interest in me at work. His name was Steve. The plan was this; when I was around him, I would unbutton a few extra buttons on my blouse to let him see down to my breasts and nipples.
Steve was the maintenance superintendent at the hotel. Several years younger than me, he was still a senior at college, handsome and well-built.
We had spent a lot of time together over the previous month going over bills that his department needed to have paid, and he always behaved like a real gentleman with me. At the time, I was under a lot of stress from my job, being the accounting supervisor for the whole hotel.
Steve could see that I was stressed, and he would come to my desk and give me neck rubs and back massages with his magic hands. It was always nice to have his hands on my body, rubbing me in ways that relaxed me and took the tension away from my shoulders and back.
I greatly appreciated it.
It didn’t take me long to figure out why Steve gave me my back rubs. He would intentionally push my blouse up over my shoulders and towards my front. I knew that when he did that, he had a perfect view of my tits and my nipples from where he was standing behind me.
On a few occasions, I could see that he had been turned on from rubbing my back. The tent in his pants gave it away, but I pretended that I didn’t know what he was up to!
One Sunday, it was just Steve and me in the office, talking. As I finished up my work for the day, he asked me, “Gaylee, I have to go upstairs and finish getting a room ready for tomorrow. Would you be a doll and give me a hand?”
“Sure,” I replied, “I’d be glad to help you with anything you need to get done. Besides, I owe you for all the back rubs that you have given me on many occasions.”
As we took the elevator to the top floor, I realized that Steve was taking me to the honeymoon suite. I thought about it for a while as we headed on up. I had often fantasized about going to this room after I’d heard all the stories Angela had told me on our commute to and from work.
It was very alluring to me, so I made up my mind that I would let Steve take me there.
When the elevator door opened on the top floor, we headed down the hall; we walked to a room that had no room number on the door because work was going on in there.
Steve unlocked the door, and immediately I could see that it was the honeymoon suite.
As I peered around Steve’s body, I could see that the bed was turned down, and standing on an elegant table were two crystal glasses and a bottle of champagne cooling in an ice bucket. Now I knew for sure what Steve had in mind to do with me.
As we entered the room, he turned to me and asked, “May I kiss you?”
Before I could answer, he went on, “I have wanted to kiss you for the longest time. You are a beautiful woman with a great personality and a great body, and I have fantasized about this moment every time I give you a back rub.”
He went on to confess how he had looked down my blouse at my tits while he was rubbing my back and neck, and how he had watched my nipples swell to hard points as his hands worked on me.
“Steve,” I said, “if that’s what you want to do, I would love to kiss you!” He began gently, but soon it turned into a hard kiss, and I began to get worked up.
I was happy that Steve was kissing me hard because that’s the way I love it. Kissing hard makes my lips more sensitive, and my blood rushes all over my lower body, swelling up my pussy lips and making my clit grow hard as well.
Steve kept kissing me deeply; my body reacted — I was getting aroused, my nipples hardened, it was getting difficult to breathe, and my pussy was starting to tingle.
He was holding me tight; I could feel his arousal, it was touching my belly as we kissed.
His cock seemed to be very large, along with being very hard.
Steve stopped kissing me and had me turn around; he then removed my jacket and blouse, leaving me standing there in only my skirt and shoes.
Then he started playing with my breasts. Reaching down the front of my skirt, he began to play with my pussy. He was kissing my neck and earlobes; it was so erotic standing in the doorway where anyone could come by and see us playing.
Steve then moved us into the room and closed the door; he led me to the bed where he removed my skirt and panties. Next, he came around in front of me and moved my legs apart. He started to lick and kiss my pussy, slipping two fingers inside, working them in and out of me, moving fast then slow, his thumb touching my clit at all times.
I had an orgasm. It was my first time with a strange man without my husband being present.
Coming down from the orgasmic high that Steve had just given me, I put my hand on the crotch of his pants, stroking him. I could tell that he liked this because he was thrusting his hips towards me, kissing my neck, biting my earlobes, and starting to play with my nipples and finger my pussy.
Steve then removed his shirt; his chest was gorgeous and very toned with a bit of hair in the V of his chest (just the way I like it).
He undid his pants and let them fall to the floor. His cock was beautiful; I was astonished at its size — he was 8 inches long. But what was nicer was his girth. I couldn’t fit one hand around his shaft— I had to take him in both hands to stroke him.
I started pumping his cock; I moved down to the floor in front of him as he sat on the edge of the bed.
I took him in my mouth and licked the precum from the head of his cock.
Then I licked his shaft, moved on to his balls and sucked one at a time into my mouth, rolling them around with my tongue.
“Gaylee! Stop, or I’m going to cum!” he panted, and I pulled my mouth away so he could take a breather for a minute.
After a little while, I took Steve’s cock back into my mouth and moving my head up and down on his shaft as I pulled on his balls, I could tell that he was getting close to cumming.
Then I felt someone’s hand on my ass! I looked behind me and saw that it was Tom, the manager of the hotel. Tom was nude and pumping his cock. As I watched him, he shot a load of cum onto my ass. It was wonderful.
I returned to Steve’s cock and sucked him until he came in my mouth. I took all of his cum down my throat.
We all moved to the bed where I lay on my right side facing the two men.
“What’s going on?” I asked them both.
“Well,” Tom replied, “Steve and I were talking about you in my office one day when you walked by, and we both think you’re such a hot woman. We… we both agreed that we had to fuck you.”
“Really! You both want to fuck me?” I questioned.
“It was my idea,” Steve added proudly. “I was the one who came up with the plan.”
“Yes, it was Steve who thought it might work if he asked you to help him in a room that needed some work done to it,” explained Tom.
“And it was Tom who figured out he could hide in the bathroom,” stated Steve, giving credit where it was due. “He thought he’d stay in there until you got so hot and ready to fuck, that you wouldn’t be able to stop what we had both put into motion.”
Tom looked me straight in the eye, and asked me directly, “Can we both fuck you?”
I paused before I answered, looked them up and down. I saw two cocks twitching in anticipation.
“Yes,” I said, “you can indeed both have sex with me!”
Tom started to kiss me, and as he did, I noticed that his cock was much bigger than Steve’s. It was ten inches long, but not as thick as Steve’s.
Tom moved on to the bed and lay on his back, with his cock pointing straight up.
“Gaylee, can you climb on top of me?” he asked.
As I climbed on top of Tom, he started kissing me, with his hands roaming, he touched every part of my body, paying special attention to my breasts. As he moved his hands over me, my body shuddered with anticipation, and we both became very aroused.
I reached down between our bodies and moved his cock to the entrance of my pussy.
I had to work at getting all of Tom’s cock into me! I was wet, but it had been a long time since I had taken such a large cock deep. But soon I could feel his balls touching my ass. I worked up and down on his cock; he was so deep in me that I had a squirting orgasm; the fluid spread all over Tom’s lower body. It was a fantastic feeling to have Tom so deep and penetrating inside my body.
Steve moved to my head and presented his cock to me; I took him in my mouth. I was sucking Steve, while Tom was fucking me.
I was in ecstasy — so hot with desire from having one in my mouth and one in my pussy that I climaxed again.
Tom then started to pump cum into me. I could feel the head of his cock swelling with each thrust, and it seemed to become longer and deeper within my body.
When Steve came in my mouth at the same time, I went over the edge, cumming again as both men shot cum in me. All of us cumming at the same time put me in heaven.
We all lay there on the bed, exhausted, our bodies a big pile of arms and legs, gently kissing and touching each other.
We lay there, breathing hard until I looked over and saw that Steve was still hard as a rock.
“Do you want to fuck me, Steve?” I asked him.
“Oh yes,” he said. “Please!”
I rolled over on to my back.
“Steve,” I growled, “I want to feel your cock in me.”
He moved between my legs, putting his cock at the entrance to my pussy, and pushed into me.
I was so wet from taking Tom’s cum that Steve’s cock didn’t meet any resistance, and just slid into me deeper and deeper until I felt his balls slapping against my ass.
With that, I had yet another orgasm. Steve pumped in and out, in and out inside my pussy; it was a fantastic feeling. He fucked me as if there were no tomorrow; he pounded hard and fast making me his love slut for the day.
Tom was jacking off on the bed beside Steve and me. He then moved up to my mouth, and I began to suck him. It was wonderful to have the attention of two men at the same time.
I lay there being fucked by one man, sucking another, touching each of them.
Tom leaned down and whispered in my ear, “I want to shove my cock into your pussy along with Steve.”
I was so aroused by now that I wanted to have them both in me at the same time.
My husband had asked me in the past if I could manage to get fucked by two cocks in my pussy at the same time. I’d told him I didn't know if it was possible to have two in one hole at the same time.
Well, that day, I was going to know for sure! If I could manage to fit two rather large cocks in my pussy, and not split in half as both moved into me at the same time, then I would let my husband and our swinging friends do the same when we played.
So, as Steve had me on top of him, Tom moved in behind. I felt his cock start to move into me. Steve held still, and my pussy stretched open to the max.
Soon they both had their cocks in me. I was amazed at the pleasure of two cocks. There was also some pain, but that moved into a feeling of much more pleasure. It felt like I was overflowing with cock!
Steve and Tom began to pump their cocks into me; it was an incredible feeling; I could feel each of their cocks moving independently. It was fantastic! I could tell that they were both having a good time touching their cocks together within me.
I orgasmed twice as they worked on me. As we fucked, I could tell that the point of no return was close for both men. Both men started to breathe deeply, grunting, both of the men started to cum deep inside me.
That pushed me over the edge; I started to have another squirting orgasm from them touching me so deeply. I was so sopping wet from both men’s cum, mixed all together, along with my pussy juices that their cocks just slipped right out of me.
We all lay there in a pile of bodies on the bed. It took ten or fifteen minutes to recover from the great sex that we had just had.
We then got up and took a shower, both men soaping my body, paying close attention to my tits and nipples. I got so aroused again from all the touching that the men were doing to me, that I got on my knees and sucked them both until they shot cum all over the shower stall floor.
We all dried off, opened up the champagne and toasted our meeting in the honeymoon suite. We dressed and went down to the office, and rested for the remainder of the day, with pay!
I would say that it was a good day at work!
We repeated the sex on several occasions, but that is another story.
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