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Steve felt a lot better having got his end away at last, especially into Louisa’s gorgeous, chocolate coloured pussy so, after he had showered, he relaxed on the sofa, waiting for Sally to get ready and for their penultimate guests of the day, Jonny de Franco, from number seven, the other half of their semi. Jonny was a bit of a ‘marmite’ character, you loved him or hated him. Generally, it was the latter, but Sally and Steve had got on with him alright from the start.
It had taken a long time for them to find out what he did. A bit of this and that, import/export, were the early explanations. In August, he had invited them to a Bank Holiday Weekend BBQ. They were the only ones in the Close to be invited. At the BBQ they got chatting to a stunning Scandinavian blonde called Elina, Eli for short. She was originally from Estonia but had lived in Canada for many years, moving to the UK about three years ago. Tall, blonde and very fit in both senses of the word, she was a masseuse. And left no doubt that she was a sensual masseuse.
She obviously assumed they knew Jonny far better than they did and openly talked about him being bisexual and a masseur, working on both men and women, including delivering happy endings. The two of them often worked together for four-handed massages. As Steve was straight he didn't follow up with a massage from Jonny, but Sally had a number of times and always returned with a smile on her lips. And it was a massage with Jonny and Eli they were going to enjoy that afternoon.
Sally came down and joined him on the sofa.
“Do you remember the second Christmas after I started working in Logistics?” he asked.
“Of course, I do!”
“The Christmas Party?”
“Very much so!”
When he returned from Bulgaria in early December, Steve found his lust for Sally was deeper than ever. In his mind, he had replaced Inga, the chalet girl, with Sally and then imagined the same gangbang scenario. He’d been back a week when the office was disrupted by with some repair work. Most of the bosses managed to find other places to go leaving Sally and Steve nearly alone on the floor. A lot of stuff had been moved around to provide access for the repairers so towards the end of the day the two of them were hard at work putting stuff back. Every time Sally walked off to get another box Steve’s gaze followed her arse as it wiggled off and her tits as they joggled back.
Then she needed to use a set of steps to put things in a high cupboard. The steps were too short, and she needed to balance on the top step. There was a bit of a wobble and Steve instinctively reached out to steady her. His hands went half on her hips and half on her buttocks. It was electric for him, her body was firm but rounded and soft. He got her back on balance, hand still on her body and his face all but pressed into her splendid arse. His cock kicked.
“Oh, thank you!” she exclaimed, “I thought I was a goner then.”
He finally loosened his grip but still guided her down the steps.
“God, my heart is beating like crazy!” Steve could see it was and her nipples, usually visible were pushing outwards in reaction to the adrenaline. Steve guided her to a chair.
“I‘ll get you a hot drink, it’s good for shock. What do you want?”
“Tea please, milk and sugar.”
When he returned she was still flustered, but the tea did the job, and she was back to her normal smiling self. And flirty self.
“You’ve got some strength to have stopped me falling. And so quick!” Those eyes. Those come fuck me eyes. She moistened her lips and Steve thought about Dave’s cock spurting cum in between them as he had been told on the skiing holiday. He was getting a hard on and tried to cover it up with some papers he was sorting. Sally giggled, took a deep breath, forcing her tits out.
“Deep breaths, that’s what my mum always said to do to calm you down,” said Sally and repeated the breast presentation process three or four times. Steve was now having all sorts of difficulties.
“I’m going to buy you a thank you drink,” she said. Sally stood, walked to him and gave him a peck on the cheek. “Let’s leave this ‘til tomorrow,” she suggested, and he agreed, but then he would have agreed to anything Sally said just then.
They had a couple of drinks before heading to their homes. Steve had found out a lot about Sally. She had her own flat, she was buying a car, she didn’t mention a boyfriend but did mention going out a lot. She blew him a kiss as they parted. She’s a slut, his mother’s voice reminded him. Yes, agreed his inner voice, a gorgeous, sexy, dirty slut and what is wrong with that? He made his foreskin sore that night.
That little incident changed the situation completely. It used to be that Sally was over there and Steve was over here, lusting over her arse, tits, body, mouth, everything. Now Sally came over to his desk, sometimes sitting on it and putting her foot up on his chair. A long slender, denim thigh at eye level and a front bum pushing against the tight crotch of her spray-on jeans.
The office party was the Friday before Christmas, except it wasn't a party this year. It was a meal followed by a cash bar due to cutbacks. Steve didn't get to sit near Sally but was next to his fellow holidaymaker and gangbanger, Andy. Andy was still obsessing about the session with Inga. After the meal, people mingled a bit more and Sally found him at the end of the bar. She was all smiles and chatted pleasantly until Bob joined them. Bob was a department head and would have put his head straight between Sally's tits if he thought he could get away with it.
They moved away from the bar, to a quiet corner and Bob was obviously trying to drop Steve. He had his arm around Sally and she didn't seem to mind at all. Steve went to the bar as it was his turn to get a round of drinks, when he came back they'd gone. A door to a storeroom was ajar and he listened and then peered in.
Bob's trousers were around his ankles, Sally's legs were around his waist and his buttocks were thrusting back and forth as Sally's body, pressed against the wall, rose and fell. Steve put the drinks down on the table and went back to the door. The speed and force of the thrusts had doubled, Sally was moaning and then suddenly Bob groaned and stopped still. It took a few moments for them to disengage. As Bob zipped himself up he said, "I'll go out first and let you know when it's safe for you to follow."
Steve went back to the table. Bob appeared at the door looking very casual.
“Where the fuck have you been!" shouted a woman's voice from behind Steve. A woman pushed past, nearly unseating Steve. She slapped Bob hard across the face, then grabbed his arm and dragged him away. Steve let the commotion subside before going into the storeroom. Sally was sitting on a large box and gave him a surprised look.
"He won’t be able to tell when it’s OK. His wife just dragged him off.” Sally gave a little giggle, ending it by putting her hand across her mouth. The giggle spread to Dave. He took a step towards her, she held her arms out, and he continued, ending standing between her knees, his hands on her waist and her arms around his neck.
“I’m such a slut,” she said, “but if you can cope with that I fancy having some fun with you."
The doorbell of their house in Raddling Close chimed.
Steve let in Jonny who had brought Eli with him.
“Where are the tables?” asked Jonny.
“Upstairs, front bedroom,” replied Steve and Jonny went up to set out the room. Around five minutes later he called for them to come up. The curtains were drawn, and several candles were giving both light and an erotic aroma. The two tables were set side by side, each draped with Indian patterned cloth covered by a towel. Jonny was standing, naked, in the narrow space between the tables.
“Ready when you are,” he said.
Eli, Sally and Steve undressed, Sally lay on the left table and Steve took the right one.
“Face down please,” said Eli to Steve. Jonny turned on the chillout music and their massages began. Oil was dribbled down their backs, onto their buttocks, then down the back of each leg. Eli spread the oil over Steve’s body and Jonny did the same for Sally. The massage style was Lomi Lomi, originally from Hawaii. It uses repeated whole-body strokes, starting at the toe, running up the leg, over the buttock, along one side of the back and down the arm, finishing with the fingers. Both hands are used all the time, one running each side of the leg. It gave plenty of opportunities for Eli to start teasing Steve's cock and balls, and for Jonny to brush Sally's rather swollen lips and add a little touch on her butt hole.
The relaxing part of the massage lasted about twenty minutes. Steve dozed a little and it was only when Eli gave the back of his balls a more positive stroke that he woke up. As he turned over, still only half awake, he was back in the morning after the Christmas party.
Steve had woken up, alone, and not in his own bed. He had looked around through bleary eyes. A dress, the one Sally had been wearing at the party was draped across the dressing table chair. Someone was moving around outside the room and then Sally walked in. She had a short, lace dressing gown on, unfastened, and otherwise, she was naked.
“Morning!” she said in a cheerfully.
“Er, Hi, morning,” responded Steve rubbing his eyes.
“Coffee?”
“Please, black, two sugars, please.”
Sally left and came back in a few minutes with a steaming mug. After placing it down on the bedside table, she sat on the bed and pulled the sheet down.
“You’re quite a stud you know,” she said looking at his cock which she was holding in her palm.
“Thanks.”
“I’m glad to add you to my list!” she said, turned and lay with her head on his stomach. As Steve sipped his coffee she sucked him hard, then straddled him, engulfing him in a very sloppy pussy.
Eli giggled as she poured oil into Steve's navel, then up onto his chest, down each thigh and finishing with a long pour on his cock and balls. Steve had seen her naked once before when Sally had booked him a sensual massage with her as one of his birthday presents. She was early-thirties with a taught, but still very feminine, body. He reached out and cupped her buttock in his hand. She flashed him a warm, encouraging smile as she covered his body with the oil, finishing by taking his cock and balls in both hands.
After a brief massage of his chest and thighs, she concentrated on his already stiffening cock. Using one hand after the other, she stroked up his cock, gripping him firmly. As one hand slipped off the end the other curled around the base of his shaft and started its journey up his shaft. He was soon rock hard.
Eli reversed the action, now starting on his helmet and stroking down his cock. Steve reached up and covered her breast with his hand, squeezing her nipple. She moved, partially turning her back to him so his hand wandered down her back, over her buttock and squeezed between her thighs. Her pussy lips were smooth and soft to the touch. She adjusted her stance to give him better access. Soon his fingers were between her lips, enjoying her wetness, spreading it on to her clit.
He heard Sally gasp and, looking across at her, could see Jonny was now kneeling on the table, his head down on her pussy. As he watched she had a shuddering orgasm.
Eli’s work on his cock was getting him very close to coming so he distracted himself by circling and teasing her hard clit. Suddenly her thighs trapped his hand and he felt her body shudder. She stopped her massage of his cock and braced herself on the table.
"Now it's your turn,” she said after a few moments, moved his legs apart, then sat on the table. Lowering her body, she squeezed her tits around his cock and began moving her body back and forth making his cock disappear between her tits as she moved forward, only to burst out from between them as she moved back. She started slowly, increasing both the speed and squeeze as she went. Steve’s orgasm came suddenly. A short gasp, his head went back and cum shot from his cock.
Steve and Sally lay on their tables, replete. Jonny was rubbing oil onto Eli's buttocks. She bent down, over Sally's breasts, sucking on her nipples one after the other. Jonny had a raging hard-on, generated by eating Sally's hot, salty tasting pussy. He knew the tang of spunk very well. With Eli bent over Sally, he stood behind her, pushed full depth into her cunt and shagged her vigorously. He quickly built towards cumming, as too did Eli. At the last moment, he pulled out and pressed his cock against her butt hole, partially entering it, and pumped his cum into and over her. This time her orgasm took Eli’s legs and she slumped forward across Sally who burst into laughter.
An erotic massage, followed by ring-side seats for a live sex show, was a great way to say goodbye!
(Author's note: Thank you for reading this episode of my story. If you enjoyed it, please leave a comment here. Check back soon for the next episode.)
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