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CHAPTER 4: OFFICE TRAINING

Something woke Abby up. It was still early but not too early. The light outside the window was showing the early signs of the new day, the birds were just rousting the night and beginning their calls and songs. It was that, though, and it was the weekend so a longer sleep would be normal for her. She fully opened her eyes and turned onto her back.

“What are you doing?” Her mom. Her mom was lying next to her with her head braced with her bent arm. She was just looking at her. “Mom, what are you doing?”

“Just watching you.” She leaned over and kissed her. She was beaming. Her hair was a mess but she radiated happy. “Wait there, the coffee should be ready.” She watched with wonder as her mom nearly bounced out of the room naked down the hall in the direction of the main house. Abby didn’t stay there, she went into the bathroom but was propping herself against the headboard when Jean returned with tray of coffee and English muffins.

Jean crawled onto the bed and positioned herself next to her daughter against the headboard. After a few necessary sips of caffeine, Abby asked again, “Why were you watching me? Isn’t that kind of weird?”

Jean ran the fingers of one hand over her daughter’s bare thigh. She carefully rolled to the side for a quick kiss on Abby’s exposed nipple. “So … I was doing it for the same reason it isn’t weird.” Abby raised an eyebrow. It was a signature move of Abby’s, something Jean was very familiar with that said, ‘explain’. “Love. I always have, of course. This feeling is different, though. I’m not sure how to classify it … not just your mother, though … something more.” Jean paused and turned her head to see her daughter’s reaction. “Is this weird?”

“Not weird, no.” Abby put her mug on the side table and turned to her mom. She kissed the closest breast and nipple, her hand moving to fondle the other breast. She settled her cheek on the breast and found her fingers roaming down her mom’s stomach. “No, not weird. It puts my own feelings into some focus. I haven’t known what to make of what’s happening.”

Jean sighed and stroked a hand over her naked daughter’s back, then pressed her head firmly into her breast. She casually opened her legs as Abby’s fingers lightly grazed over her mound and softly delved further onto the soft lips of her pussy.

Jean continued, “You realize you’ve shared my bed every night since we started at Collins Sales.” It wasn’t a question; it was a statement of fact. Abby nodded as both continued their finger play. “This morning it hit me. Every day we are ravaged by several or all of the men and their big cocks. Every day we’re fucked, we suck, we’re exposed and groped and fondled. Then we come home and it is us … quiet and casual … soft lips, stroking fingers, probing tongues..”

Abby lifted her head and kissed the nipple she had been pressed against. “It’s like a rejuvenating ritual. I know exactly what you mean, mom. I didn’t know if I was being silly. You let me come to your bed and it felt so good … and right. I guess I just wanted to share even more with you.”

Jean kissed her daughter on the lips. It was a full, heart felt kiss but soft. “Any regrets about what we’re doing, dear? You know we can put a stop to this or modify it, if we want. You know I’ll support you and Jacob will, too.”

“No, mom. I love it. I love it all. It’s what we said when Jacob came to you with the idea. It gives us what we’ve wanted without picking guys up; it gives us what we want with security. I know it is going to evolve and expand and I am really curious and exciting to find out how. The other day when Caleb was fucking me across his desk and Terrell came in and began fucking my mouth … God, mom … it was amazing.”

Jean smiled devilishly. “I have some thoughts, then.”

* * * *

The entire off was in the conference room around the six foot diameter table. The two women had seats on either side of Jacob and his sons spread out from them. The Monday morning meeting was their routine for starting out the new week catching up on development from the past week, expected development for the coming week, and issues with clients or customers that will need handling. They also review schedules and any travel. At that point Abby cautiously jumped in.

“Having a verbal review and comment on schedules is fine, but I could easily establish an office calendar to record the major things that others should be aware of. It can include vacation and travel. Mom and I already handle the calendars of two of you, we can just pull the information from the individual ones.”

All four of the men nodded, Jacob responded, “Excellent idea, Abby. I’ll leave that in your hands with your mom.” He paused and looked around the table, “All right, anything we missed?”

Matt shifted his chair and softly said, “Just what we talked about yesterday.” The three sons glanced at the two women. He added, “Is this the right time?”

Abby looked across to Jean and Jean looked at Jacob. “What did you talk about yesterday? About us? Is something wrong, something not working?”

Jacob reached over and patted Jean closest hand, then softly grasped it. “Yes, we talked about you two yesterday. The boys and I frequently get together for a BBQ and beer. We like time together that isn’t at work even if we sometimes still talk about work. And, yes, the conversation went to you … the two of you. But far from anything being wrong. Very much on the contrary. To be honest, we anticipated some occasional opportunity of sex, to be blunt, a quick suck or fuck. Your … both of you … your willingness and openness and enthusiasm has astounded us. You have given us sex, indulged in exhibitionism at our suggestion by remaining naked, but you’ve also come in early or stayed late a couple of times to finish projects.” He glanced at his sons. “We didn’t expect this … this devotion to both sides of the job. We didn’t think we would get efficient, effective help in running the office. You should know that and at some point, we’ll figure out how to reward that effort.”

Jean smiled, thanked them, said how much they both enjoyed the real part of the job and working for them. Then, “We talked this weekend, too.” She looked at Abby who nodded her approval. “You’ve given us some preferences for our dress: mini-skirts or dresses, thigh-high stockings, and heels.”

Abby interrupted, “Or not like no bras …”

Jean chuckled, “Yes, exactly, we don’t mind and think it is fun, but we’d like some flexibility on that.”

Jacob immediately agreed, “Absolutely! We’re just pleased you will do it, all of it. It doesn’t have to be every day.” Little did he know what the women really were thinking.

* * * *

Once again they are sitting in the car outside the office getting themselves ready for another big step. This one was their own making, though. When they had asked for some flexibility, they didn’t mean more conservative dress some days, they wanted to have more fun with it since the office never had visitors unless it was planned ahead around a client visit to meet with a local customer.

“Ready?” Jean looked to the passenger side at her daughter.

Abby was looking at the office door smiling. “This feels so wicked. Yes, ready.”

They exited the car and strode across the parking lot to the front door of the office. They had long ago agreed to dress in similar outfits, if not identical. What anyone would see now would be similar light coats that hung to just above the knees. Close examination might note stockings by the sheen in the sun but otherwise it would be the 4” heels. Inside the office, they encountered Matt returning to his office from the conference room with a refilled mug of coffee.

“Is there forecast for rain?”

Neither of them answered. They turned to the coat rack by the door and slipped off the coats with their backs to him which prolonged a moment longer what they were wearing.

“Holy Shit! What are you …?”

That was pretty much the reaction they were looking for. It also brought out Jacob from his office. The women turned and strutted to their desks between the four offices. Both were wearing white baby-doll negligees, quite sheer, with only a single tie in front holding it together. The gap below the tie was quite pronounced and displayed the very sheer thong underneath. They were braless, of course, and their nipples showed prominently through the material. They wore white thigh-high stockings with the heels.

Now Jacob said it, “Holy Shit, indeed.” That brought out Caleb and Terrell. Jacob added, “When you asked for flexibility, we just assumed we had pushed just a bit much and you wanted some relief. Damn … you wanted to push it further. This is why you verified that visitors never came unless we knew about it.”

Abby gave a little curtsy by holding the sides of the very short negligee to the sides. “It’s been fucking and sucking for us every day. Sometimes we spend several hours naked at our desks after.”

Jean sat down at her desk and powered her computer up. “It just seemed logical to have a bit more fun with it.”

Matt said, “Well, speaking of fun … Jean, could I see you in my office, please?”

Abby muttered, “Ooooo … so early.”

Jacob said quickly, “Abby …” He turned to his office. Abby knew exactly what he intended.

He waited for her just inside his door. As she passed provocatively in a negligee in the office, he used one hand on her upper back to firmly guide her to the back of one of the guest chairs in front of his desk, then pressed down. She obediently bent over bracing herself with her hands on the back of the chair. He pushed the bottom of her baby-doll to her waist and pulled the thin thong down her legs. She smiled to herself, parted her feet wide expectantly, heard the movement of clothes behind her until she felt the bulbous head of his cock sliding between her spread thighs. She had been lubricating since leaving home dressed like that but now was very wet in anticipation and expectation. She tilted her pelvis to avail her hole even more to him and moaned deeply when the cock pressed and spread her pussy as it entered. She love (that might not be a deep enough expression) the now familiar feel of these big cocks spreading and stretching and filling her pussy. She gasped when he pulled the inches he was in to just the head being inside before forcefully driving most of it into her wet and ready hole.

“Oh … my … God … sir. Thank you … thank you … thank you.” She looked over her right shoulder at him, her long pony-tail falling over her left shoulder.

Jacob couldn’t help but smile. It was what he and his sons had talked about. Talked about in wonder, really. It was maybe a common fantasy to have occasional sex in the office with a slut secretary. It was the stuff of porn stories and videos and daydreams. To do it once would be a fantasy fulfilled but this … this was beyond daydreams and fantasizing. And, she was thanking him for fucking her from behind in his office. An occurrence he has enjoyed every day with one of the them since they started. And, she was thanking him.

He pulled his cock slowly out nearly all the way and enjoyed the feeling she gave him. Both the women were active in the fucking. Even in this position from behind, Abby was not motionless just taking it. Her pussy clamped around his cock as he pulled, then she pushed back toward him as he thrust back into her. The effect was wildly exciting and stimulating. For both, he was sure.

The door to his office was open, of course. There was no need for hiding. What happened in the office was no secret and was now evidenced by the extremely provocative garments of the women. The only provision was getting the work done. He sensed more than saw or heard a presence at the door. Jacob turned to find Terrell leaning on the jam watching, his hand casually stroking his crotch from outside his slacks. Jacob jerked his head with a smile, inviting his youngest son to join them.

Terrell had his slacks open and his equally big cock in one hand as he knelt on the chair in front of Abby. With her eyes closed and mouth uttering sounds of passion and lust, it was the touch on her cheek that aroused her from her deep state of lustful euphoria. She saw the black cock head at her face and opened her mouth wide without looking up to see who it belonged to. The women accepted and desired all four of the men equally with the same passionate enthusiasm whether it was being fucked or kneeling between their legs to suck them.

The two men, father and son, found a comfortable rhythm to sliding their cocks into her from both ends. She, like her mom, was taking their cocks deeper into their mouth and throat over the weeks. They were not yet fully deepthroating the entire cock but the men were not in about to mess up a good thing by becoming too dominant or abusive.

Jacob was fascinated by her other hole, though. As he grasped her hips and thrust into her, his thumbs pulled her ass cheeks apart to expose her tight asshole more fully. He slipped a thumb into the crack and robbed the closed opening. He purposefully moved the thumb down to her drooling pussy, coated it with the leaking juices, then brought it back up and pressed at the opening and watched it slowly yield to the pressure. He pressed his thumb inside her ass to the first knuckle.

“Do you do anal, our slutty secretary?”

She pulled her mouth off Terrell’s cock, looked up at him, then back over her shoulder at Jacob as he continued to fuck her pussy and probe her asshole with the thumb. “You … you … you’re … too big … sir. I … I would … be … scared.” She then filled her mouth with cock, again. Asked and answered, apparently. And, trusting.

Jacob moved his thumb in and out of her asshole. The muffled sighs, groans, and moans escaping from her cock-filled mouth increased with the motion of the thumb in her other hole. He could feel her body’s arousal peaking. He could feel her pussy and asshole not just clenching but beginning to spasm. He could feel her impending orgasm cresting inside her.

“Would you do something for me, Abby?” He knew this was the time.

She moved one hand to grasp and stroke the cock and pull her mouth off it but never moving her mouth more than a breath’s distance away from it as if she feared it might disappear. She gasped out her reply, “Any … thing … sir.”

“We want to fuck all your holes. Don’t you want that, too? Don’t you want to give us all three holes?”

Her orgasm was right there. It was about to crest and his words were pushing her closer and closer. “Yes … sir. I want … I want … you to … have me … have everything … to use me … fully … completely.” She moaned loudly as her body trembled with the nearness of her climax. “GOD … I’m … I’m going to … to cummmmmm. Yesssss … I want … everything … use me … use me … how … you wanttttttt.”

He pulled his cock to the opening of her pussy and withdrew his thumb to rest on the outside of her asshole. “Nooooooo … please … please, sir … fuck meeeeeee … pleeeeeasssssse.”

He smiled at his son, “Then, you’ll train your ass, your mom’s too, for us to fuck?”

“OH GOD … YESSSSSS … YESSSSS … just fuck me. We’ll be your 3-hole sluts. Double us … triple … us. Use … us. We’ll … train … our asses … just fuck meeeeee!”

He did. He slammed his cock fully into her pussy and his thumb fully into her ass. And … she exploded violently and loudly.

“No panties … what happened to your thong?” Jean’s desk was further inside the office between the office doors for Jacob and Matt so easily saw Abby exiting Jacob’s office.

Jean was standing at her desk, clearly just arriving from being used by Matt and Caleb. Abby looked down at her mom’s crotch. “Well, mom, given the cum and juice soaking your thong, it’s as if you don’t either.”

Jean looked down and giggled. The thin, sheer thong material was indeed soaked and plastered to her pussy, clearly showing her lips and slit underneath. Jean intercepted her daughter and kissed her on the lips. “I have a slut for a daughter.”

Abby slipped her fingers into her mom’s thong and brought out two fingers slick with the juices from her pussy. She sucked them. “If so, it’s because I have a slut for a mother.”

The kissed again, then simultaneously added, “Isn’t it wonderful?”

Just then Jacob came out with Terrell. “I’d love to stay and view some girl-on-girl action but Terrell and I have something to do. We’ll be back in an hour or so.”

Jean touched her computer and checked his calendar. “Did I miss a meeting, sir?”

“No, this is something that just came up with Abby. Has she talked to you, yet?” Jean looked at her daughter and shook her head. He stopped and reached between Abby’s thighs to stroke her messy pussy, then brought his fingers up to her lips which she parted and sucked the moisture off. “You need to talk to your mother, young lady.” Abby nodded and blushed.

When they left, Jean said, “Abby?”

“He was fucking me with that giant cock and he had a thumb in my ass and … what was I supposed to do?”

“Abby, what are you talking about? What were you supposed to do about what?”

Abby blushed and looked down to mumble, “Anal …”

“Anal?!? With those cocks?”

Abby looked up, “I know, right? That’s what I said. But … but … he pulled his cock almost out and I was sooooo close and … and … and he had his thumb in my ass and …”

“And what?”

“He said he wanted us to be their 3-hole sluts and he wanted us to train our asses for them. Mom, I was so close to cumming … so … I guess I said yes if he would fuck me and make me cum …”

Jean rolled her eyes. “You are such a slut.” Abby looked down sheepishly. “So, how are we going to open up our asses for them? God, it’ll be like put a fence post up our ass.”

Abby looked up with little girl eyes, “I figured you’d think of something.” Jean rolled her eyes, again, then sat down at her desk.

Not long after, the front door opened and the sounds of the road outside tumbled in. Jean glanced from her computer monitor as she heard Abby. “Welcome back, sir. That didn’t take as long as you thought.” Then, she heard Abby’s next comment and looked up again. “You went shopping, sir?”

Both Jacob and Terrell looked back and forth between the two women. Terrell exclaimed, “Damn, dad, the office is sure a better place to come back to since these two were hired.”

“That it is, son, that it is,” Jacob said as they stopped between the two desks in the open area. “Ladies, we come bearing gifts.” He looked at Jean. “I trust you and your daughter have now talked?” She nodded and blushed. “I do like this look, ladies. Seeing your nipples harden is rewarding. Based on the recommendation of the store owner, we have some training aids for you. You know what training aids, right?” More blushing from the women.

Terrell and Jacob began pulling out items and placing them on each of their desks. This talk, of course, brought Matt and Caleb out of their offices. Whether they knew ahead of time or not, they quickly caught on what was happening.

“First, the introductory size.” Small butt-plugs were place on their desks. “Then, the intermediate size, and the final ‘this should be open enough’ size.” The women looked stunned at the three butt-plugs sitting blatantly on their office desks. “We have some lubricant for each of you … and … oh yes …” and they each pulled out a vibrating egg, “… we thought this might help provide some distraction for you.”

The guys stood watching and the women sat stunned. Finally, Terrell said, “Aren’t you going to try it?”

Jean exclaimed, “Now? Here? At work?”

Jacob chuckled, “You came to work in sheer negligees and have already been fucked. Your nipples are clearly erect and I would bet your pussy is creaming right now. Abby assured me and all I had to do was make her cum.”

Matt said, “Maybe they just don’t know how. Stand up ladies and bend over your desks.”

Jean was blushing hard. Why she wondered? She wouldn’t be if they were going to fuck her, again. But her asshole. Putting a butt-plug into her asshole. It seemed different … she was sure it would definitely feel different. A couple guys had tried anal but they were small, small even by normal standards. A butt-plug … insert by them?

Despite the embarrassment they felt, both women stood and bent over the side of their desks as instructed. They looked sideways at each other with looks reflecting they couldn’t believe what was happening. Their faces were a mix of fear, intimidation, humiliation, and … arousal … yes, that was there, too. It had been a long time in coming and it flashed in recognition in their minds and across the space between them to each other. They had individually and privately recognized what they were, then shared that acceptance to each other which is what ultimately led to that night of sharing men together, one of them being Jacob Collins. Then, their acceptance extended beyond themselves when they accepted this outrageous job offer at which time their extended to four strangers who would be employing. What had been a personal need/desire expanded to a shared experience and finally to a condition of expectation. And, in their current condition of expectation, they welcomed each suggestion and added their own (like working in negligees). Spinning in their minds had been the question without wanting an answer: how far would they go now?

They saw in each other at the moment that each recognized in themselves they had come to that question and their action, or inaction, would be the first answer. Jean gave her daughter an encouraging smile and nod. Abby returned it and both women pushed their asses toward the men behind them as the lubrication was being spread over and inside their assholes. They heard the wrapping being torn off the toys, then the contact of the narrow tip of the plug pressing through their crack, then the asshole. They both sucked in a deep, tense breath in anticipation.

“No, relax … breath and relax,” it came from Caleb, “… it will make it easier.”

Jean wondered how he would know but Caleb was the more worldly in these things than the others and guessed he had encountered a similar situation at some point before.

The women felt the pressure and they tried relaxing. Both had their eyes closed, breathing in through the nose and out the mouth from relaxation and meditation instruction. The sphincter began opening to the tapered body of the smaller plug and they redoubled their efforts to relax at least that one muscle. Both cried out, though, as the plug stretched the tight muscle. The men relaxed the pressure and pressed repeatedly, slowly opening the muscle and penetrating more of the plug. As the plug was worked into the women, the two men watching slipped their hands onto the women, fondling their breasts inside the negligee and their clit and pussy. Moans of pleasure were soon mixed with the grunts and groans of being stretched. Suddenly, both women gasped and shuddered as the widest part of the plug popped through that the stretched sphincter closed around the base bringing some relief.

Every hour or so the women stood from their desks for the other to remove their plug from their bodies. They washed them well in the restroom and moved around the office for a half hour to rest their holes. Then, they were reinserted. Almost every time one of the guys just seemed to be around for the honors.

“Pssst … mom …” Jean looked up and leaned to the side to look around her monitor at her daughter. “This thing is driving me crazy, mom. I didn’t know anal could be so erotic. I really need to cum. And this egg in my pussy … damn … the buzzing and vibration bounces off the plug and …”

Jean turned back to her monitor and work. The truth was that she felt the same way but verbalizing her body’s desperation seemed somehow self-demeaning, humiliating, losing control, so muttered, “You are such a slut, ‘I need to cum … I need to cum’.”

“Yes, she is, isn’t she. A slut, I mean.” They both turned quickly to find Jacob leaning at his door jam. He had listened to the whole thing. “Should I fuck you, Abby? Lay back on your desk …”

“No, sir.” Abby had never hesitated being fucked in the office before, much less say no. “I mean … I want to be fucked, sir … really badly … but not with the plug in. You guys are too big. Can I take it out and you fuck me?”

“She’s asking to be fucked?” Caleb had heard and was joining them. Soon, all the guys were out of their offices.

Jacob chuckled, “She said the plug is driving her crazy it is so erotic.” He shifted his gaze to Jean. “What about you? You desperate for a fuck, too? The plug in your ass driving you crazy, too?”

Jean couldn’t believe it, but if Abby hadn’t said what she did, she might have said it first. It was true, the plug had her sitting a small pool of drool from her pussy. So, she nodded. “Yes, Jacob. I need it too. Please. Let us take the plugs out and fuck us.”

Abby added her appeal to her mom’s. “Please. We’ll put them back in and keep them in going home. We’ll … we’ll have the next size in tomorrow morning when we arrive.”

Jean didn’t know what was happening. All she knew was she needed to be fucked. She had to cum soon. Jacob’s words, Abby’s words, her own words, all added increasing desperation. Obscenely, she could feel the puddle under her had grown.

Jacob chuckled, “Okay, ladies. I guess we can accommodate you.” Jean blushed and she knew it. It sounded like they were merely relenting to their desperate pleas … pleas to be fucked. Only sluts would plea for more fucking. “Get those plugs out and get on the desk for fucking and sucking.”

Jean saw the expression of pure delight on her daughter’s face and was shocked but realized her own probably had reflected the same instant reaction. And, to think all this started from their own decision to spice up the office by wearing sheer baby-dolls. Even as quickly as this had heightened the interaction happening to them in the office, and as shocking and humiliating as it had seemed, her bodily reaction evident now was the real proof. It was all exciting and arousing and crazy and she loved it and desired it and there was no question Abby was too..

Both women stood quickly. Without thinking, Jean untied the fastening at the front of her baby-doll and let it fall off her leaving her instantly naked. Abby smiled at her mom and duplicated the action. Both spread their legs and squatted slightly and pried the hard rubber demon out of their asses, groans and gasps escaping their mouths. When the large part of the plug passed through the sphincter they sighed and had an obscene sense of air where it hadn’t been felt before.

Jean hopped onto the side of her desk and lay back, raising her feet and pulling her knees back toward her chest. She didn’t care how brazen she appeared. Abby may have verbalized he desperation but she had felt it just as much and she saw no reason to deny it any longer. She looked down her body as the men quickly pried off their shoes and stripped off their pants. Her bald pussy and inner thighs were glistening with her juice. Her lips were parted as if also begging to be filled.

Matt stood with his father while Caleb and Terrell were with Abby. Matt exclaimed, “It’s working. Her ass is still open.”

Jacob made eye contact with Jean and leered, “It’s surprising you, isn’t it Jean? How much of a slut you really are? How much your body needs to be used after just weeks? How much you are actually looking forward to taking our big cocks up your ass and giving your body completely to us? Did you know all this was inside you, Jean?”

He had stepped up to her open legs and his cock head moving up and down over her spread pussy. She had her head raised and watching the monster black cock sliding over her white pussy, the contrast still erotic to her. She didn’t take her eyes off the cock at her pussy but confessed, “Yes … I am surprised. Yes … I need a cock inside me. Yes … I want it all … as much as I can get. I … we … thought we’d be fucked occasionally in the office … thought we’d give blowjobs occasionally … this is so much more … so wonderfully more … yes … I want … we want …,” she looked to the side at her daughter who had assumed the same position and was watching and nodding to her every word, “… we want to be fucked … to be used by you all.” She looked up at him as his cock parted her lips and entered her opening and inch, an inch that left her gasping to feel the fullness, again. “Sir … Jacob … you know we’re not submissives, right? You know that when we give ourselves it is our free-will?”

He smiled and eased his cock smoothly in her drenched, hot pussy. “Yes, dear, we all understand that. We know you are not submissives, but …,” he pulled his cock back and thrust it back in bringing a long moan from her throat and a knowing smile to his face, “… but we know you are sluts and you now need what we can give you … big black cocks to fill your slutty holes.”

He pulled back and thrust hard and deep into her. She looked down at their joining, her eyes fixated on the black cock appearing and disappearing with each powerful thrust. She dropped her head back onto her desk and moaned, “Oh … fucking God … yessssssss!” Something touched her cheek. She didn’t even look, merely turned her head and opened her mouth. Two cocks. Two big cocks. Soon, she thought. Soon maybe she’ll have three big cock inside her at the same time.

The day had been so arousing, so thrilling, so consuming, they wore their coats from the office to the car across the parking lot but stripped them off for the ride home. Just another exhibitionism arousal spike in an already mountain-top day of arousal. They entered the house from the garage (at least the neighbors wouldn’t see them in negligees). Dropping the coats, Jean turned Abby and pressed her against the wall, told her spread, and pulled the plug out of her ass. Abby groaned at the sudden emptiness, already used to the feel of it. Abby spun around and roughly did the same to Jean, then pulled her mom to the bedroom, shedding the negligee along the way.

Jean lay on the bed and giggled lustily as Abby crawled over her, dipping her face into Jean’s widely spread thighs before lowering her cum smeared pussy to Jean’s lips and tongue. Abby felt her mom straining to lick further back on her pussy, then, “OH … FUCK! MOM!”

Jean had strained to get her mouth high enough to lick her daughter’s asshole but to even her surprise her tongue entered the gaping hole. Jean didn’t know what had gotten into her, and Abby was clearly shocked, but once there, tasting the lightly flavored lubrication and musky smell, she tried to jam her tongue deeper. The sphincter closed on her tongue which sent a charge through her own body. The two women were in heaven, enjoying the soft, tender attention of the other after another over-the-top experience with big black cocks. They spent 30 minutes kissing, licking, and chewing on pussy, lips, and clit, softly bring each other to an eventual, satisfying orgasm. It had become a ritual of sorts, softly attending to each other’s used and cum-filled pussies.

* * * *

Thursday. The day. After showering and drinking coffee naked on the back porch, mother and daughter stood facing each other in the bedroom to dress for the office. They knew what the outfits were, they had done some shopping the night before.

“This is it.” Jean looked at her daughter standing naked in front of her with her small B-cup breasts, erect nipples, and smooth, bald pussy mound. Like her, she was holding the third size butt-plug, the ‘this should be open enough’ size. “If we can get these in, we should be able to take them. Any doubts? You know, despite what you committed to and what they are expecting, it’s all play. They aren’t going to think less if we chicken out.”

Abby was quiet staring at the lubricated plug in her hands. Finally, she shook her head. “No. No … no, I want to. I had no idea what lived inside me, mom. Now that it is coming out, though, I don’t want to turn back or start second-guessing my desires.” Abby searched her mom’s eyes with big, expectant eyes.

Jean hugged her tight, their breasts mashing together. She sighed into Abby’s ear, “I’m already so wet.”

Abby laughed. “And you call me a slut.”

“Like mother, like daughter, I guess.”

* * * *

Once, again, they sat in the car inspecting the parking lot and store fronts for any sign of anyone looking. Morning like this when they were pushing the limits of dress, Jean was in the habit of backing into the space in the far row so they could better see it the coast was clear.

Jean sighed, “Why didn’t we just bring those coats, again?”

Abby looked to the left, again, inspected each window and door across the strip mall, ending with the entry drive on the right. “We agreed, that’s why. Remember, we’re strutting across the lot like we own it.” And she was out the door.

Jean fumbled for her purse and chased after her. Chased wasn’t exactly what happened, though, in heels and the dress. Last night they had shopped specifically for these outfits. Being on a sexual euphoria from work was the only excuse she could come up with now, though. The skirts were pleated micro-skirts. What was she thinking to agree not to wear a coat as cover? They were 10 inches of dark blue plaid material. The top of their sheer white thigh-highs were exposed. She had to wear it extra low to get coverage of her ass (and probably thong). The top were white semi-sheer tank tops that exposed their nipples (no bra, of course). She watch Abby ahead of her and tried to duplicate the assured confidence she was presenting. She knew she looked good but she was still 20 years older. Watching that tight, lithe body ahead her didn’t do much for her own self confidence. But the guys inside did.

“OH … MY … GOD!” Caleb was standing with a cup of coffee and looked stunned but had somehow manage to get that exclamation out.

Matt came out, “Wow, ladies … you just keep moving the bar higher and higher. You both look like …”

“Porn stars?” Jean asked.

“I was going to go with ‘amazing’ but … okay, that could work.” He was smiling wide and Jean smiled back.

She walked to her desk and bent over to put her purse in the bottom drawer when Jacob stepped out to see what was happening. He stopped in his tracks. When she bent over, Jean’s micro-skirt rose to expose not only her ass cheeks and the thong string between them but the very evident end of the butt-plug in her ass. “The black plug,” he said.

One of the sons asked, “What? What about a black plug?”

Terrell, who had been with his father when the plugs were purchased said, “The black plug was the largest.” He turned to Abby. “Abby, bend over … please.” She did with a big smile on her face. It exposed everything. “Damn, they made it to the biggest diameter.” He stroked her bare ass cheek and applied slight pressure on the plug under the string of her thong. “Her thong is soaked, too. You really want to do this … anal, I mean … with us?”

She turned around, as her mom also straightened up and turned. They both nodded. Jean answered, “We do. You guys have taken us to an entirely new level than what we expected. We don’t want to deny ourselves of at least trying whatever you desire of us.”

Jacob threw a wet blanket on everything, though. “Several of you have the InterMountain project bid to finalize day, right?” Matt, Jean, and Caleb all nodded their heads, frustrated maybe but refocusing on the job. “I suggest we double our efforts on that and hammer it out. What about the rest of the day?”

Jean and Abbot both sat at their desks and checked schedules. “The rest of the day looks open. ”Okay, then … let’s do it, then we can shift our focus on probing how our gals have prepared themselves.” Six pair of eyes flicked between each other with recognition of what he meant while Jean and Abby also blushed deeply against their white semi-sheer tank tops and blonde hair.

The bid documents were completed just prior to noon. Abby and Jean assembled the documents for signatures and combined with documents from the client for Caleb to deliver to FedEx, Terrell was sent for salads for the women and sandwiches for the guys.

With the project out of the way, they ate in the conference where the mood had shifted completely. Conversation was mixed with laughs that somehow seemed forced at times. The tension in the room was like a seventh person jumping up and down to get everyone’s attention. The guys would have admitted, and would eventually to the women, that their own experience with anal was limited … for obvious reasons. Their cocks. Something that’s an object of fascination and curiosity can also be very intimidating. The willingness and fascination shown by Abby and Jean was a situation they were intent on nurturing and cultivating, not ruining. For Jean and Abby, there was no question that four big black cocks can be intimidating but the four men they were attached to were considerate and caring toward them. They felt secure in the relationship, so secure they had long ago foregone mere provocative dressing like mini-skirts to what they were now flaunting the men with.

Jean leaned into her daughter and whispered, receiving a subtle nod back. She stood up, pushing the rolling chair back with her legs as she did. Abby stood with her. They both showed nervous tension. Their nipples poking through the fabric of their tank tops showed another kind of tension.

“We can’t take it anymore. We’re dripping over here in anticipation of what we’ve been working up to for these days. We’ve got our nerve up … don’t let us chicken out by thinking about it too much.” It was a desperate plea and surprised the men but the implication wasn’t lost on them. The table was quickly cleared and everyone discarded clothes. The women left stockings and shoes on to move to the first men to free their lower bodies of clothes. The took growing cock into their hands and mouths and in minutes had hard cocks.

Abby suddenly stood and left the room, creating a moment of confusion until they saw her immediately return from her desk with a tube of lubrication. She was too turned on to even blush as she handed the tube to Caleb who was closest to her and bent her upper body over the table top. Jean assumed the same position nearby, each reaching out to grasp hands in support of what was about to happen. They had done what they could to be prepared. They were still intimidated by the size of cocks about to go into their asses.

Their eyes were focused only on each other, not paying any attention to which of the men were stepping up to their presented asses, easing the plug out of their asses, spreading lubrication over and into their gaping assholes, and pressing their cocks into the waiting opening. But both closed their eyes at the first touch of cock and sucked in a breath, then slowly exhaled in preparation, relaxation for the first penetration. Even after all the preparation with butt-plugs over the past days, the cock head pressing in stretched them. Their relaxation practice went out the window as push-and-pull filled their assholes deeper with cock. They gasped and moaned and groaned and swore like sailors as inches of hard big cock steadily invaded them anally.

“OH FUCK, YEAH.” Jean felt the hips of whoever hit her cheeks. It felt like the cock head was inside her stomach it was so deep. She finally looked over her shoulder and wasn’t surprised to find Jacob easing his cock in and out. Whether he pulled rank or his sons gave him the honors, he was generally the first and most often he chose Jean. Perhaps a father and mother connection. She smiled, weakly, at him. “Oh … Jacob … you … are amazing. You … all are … amazing.”

He pulled back and thrust deep into her. With his cock buried to the hilt, he leaned over her and fondled her breasts. “It is us dear lady … ladies … who think you are amazing.” After another careful thrust, “Are you okay, dear?”

Jean looked to the side at her daughter. Her face was against the table top, her eyes closed, her mouth in an open smile as she muttered her pleasure. Gasping her own pleasure, she responded, “I am … way beyond … merely okay, sir … oooohhhhh … fuuuucckkkkkk … yesssssss.”

One after the other, they were fucked anally. Cock never touched their pussies the entire afternoon, though fingers did. After the men had cum inside an asshole and the women had orgasmed at least once each fucking, a short rest was taken for re-hydrating before the women were sucking cocks for another round. By the end of the afternoon, they had each been fucked by all four of the men. Their assholes remained open and freely dripped cum for several minutes.

“Ladies …” They had fastened their skirts and were pulling tank tops over their bodies and turned to find the four men gathered. Jacob (of course, Jacob), “We’ve taken great delight in your efforts to tease us with your creative office attire and we suspect you are buying outfits for our enjoyment.”

Abby responded, “They are thrilling for us, too.”

“I’m sure. Exhibitionism is. But … we can’t abide by you using your salary for our benefit so here.” He handed each a business card. On it was a store’s name, address, and contact. The store was called ForePlay.

“That’s where we got these outfits,” Abby blurted out.

“Well, I chose the right spot, then. It is also where your toys came from. There is an account setup for you both. The charges will come to me. We hope to see more of these outfits.”

Both women threw themselves into the men with hugs and kisses.


* * * CHAPTER 5: BBQ & BBC will follow * * * Thanks for reading.