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I work in a massage studio with a bunch of exceptionally fine massage therapists. All of them are women, except for me and one other guy, named Jay, who is gay. Our Studio manager told us that he thought it would be a good idea of the entire staff would attend a program of instruction to allow us to get our annually required continuing education credits for licensing. The program he recommended was on a Saturday morning about two hours from the studio – and since the studio was going to be closed for the weekend for a remodeling project, he strongly suggested we take that opportunity to get the continuing ed classes done.
Sandy, Mandy, Bridget and Roxanne all agreed to ride together, leaving me to find my own way to the hotel where we would all stay the night, and attend the seminar on Saturday morning.
By the time I arrived around seven on a Friday night, I found all four of my co-workers hanging out by the bar next to the hotel pool. By coincidence, the hotel was also located on a beach. They were all casually attired in their massage therapist uniforms, so they kind of stood out from the regular hotel crowd.
As I approached the bar, Bridget was the first to see me.
“Oh Lord,” Bridget said out loud, “Here comes trouble.”
I knew all four of my co-workers very well. They were consummate professionals. They were also all single, two by choice and two by divorce. At work, we had a very amicable relationship and none of us ever dared to cross the line that separated us as professionals.
With Bridget’s proclamation still hanging in the air, I replied, “You haven’t seen trouble.”
Bridget rolled her eyes. She was one of the divorcees. Roxanne was the other divorcee in the group.
It was quickly obvious that the four of them were intoxicated and if not fully intoxicated, they were putting up a good act. I slipped between Mandy and Brandy and ordered up a rum and Coke. Two rum and Cokes later and I slipped my arm around Mandy and leaned in to ask her if she would like to take a walk on the beach.
She laughed.
“I probably shouldn’t,” she replied, “but what the heck.”
As headed towards the door, Mandy asked where we were going.
“We’re going to the beach,” Brandy replied.
“Not without me,” Mandy shot back, and just like that, any thoughts I may of had to having Brandy all to myself, disappeared.
So as Mandy and Brandy and I headed down towards the beach, we soon realized that Bridget and Roxanne were not going to be left alone at the bar. They trailed behind us about a hundred yards.
It was dark, but the moonlight gave us enough light to be able to see the surf.
“We should go for a swim,” I playfully teased.
To my surprise, Brandy agreed. She stepped out of her shoes and towards the surf, holding up her pant legs as the surf buffeted her feet. Suddenly, Mandy shot past her, wearing nothing but her uniform top and her pink panties, wading out into the surf, as it enveloped her.
“Oh my God!” she exclaimed, as the surf swallowed her up. “It’s freaking c-c-c-cold!”
I laughed. Mandy bent down and playfully splashed the salty water in my direction. Fortunately, I was able to dodge the spray.
Her uniform tunic clung to her tight little cheerleader-like body, highlighting her nipples and breasts. I looked at Brandy, who quickly gave me a palms-up look, before stripping out of her uniform pants and wading out, and into the surf.
I sat down and watched as they frolicked about in the surf.
“Come in and join us,” the called out in my direction.
I wanted to join them but doing so would require me to strip down to my boxer shorts and I was not willing to at that point to bare my miseries to my coworkers, as tempting as it was.
Bridget and Roxanne soon caught up to us and as they stood behind me, they said Brandy and Mandy were far more crazy than they had previously thought them to be. They said they were heading back to the bar where it was drier and safer. I watched as they walked away while Mandy and Brandy frolicked in the surf.
After a few minutes, Mandy walked in my direction. Her uniform tunic left nothing to the imagination as it clung to her body. Brandy was right behind Mandy.
“Come on,” they begged. “It’s not that bad once you get wet.”
Mandy stripped out of her uniform tunic and tossed it in my direction.
“You catch me, and you can have me,” she playfully boasted, as she pinched her hardened nipples.
“Me too,” Brandy replied, stripping out her uniform tunic and tossing it on to the beach beyond the headway of the surf.
Both Brandy and Mandy were very drunk. I watched as they headed back into the surf, sans tops and only sporting their panties.
“Oh my God!” I heard Mandy call out, “My panties, I lost my panties!”
Brandy started laughing uncontrollably, pointing out Mandy’s panties in the surf. I watched as Mandy tried to retrieve her undergarment, but her search efforts were fruitless in the dark surf. One moment, she was waist-deep in water and the next, she was only calf-deep, the water glistening under the moonlight as it streamed from off her gorgeous naked body.
I had to laugh, seeing her fruitlessly searching for her underwear.
“This is not funny,” Mandy called out when she saw me laughing.
“I’d offer you mine,” I said, “but they are spoken for.”
I couldn’t hear what she said in responding to me due to the crashing of the surf on the beach. She continued to putter around, totally naked, looking for her panties in the surf.
Brandy exited the surf and plopped down beside me.
“Are you afraid to join us?” she asked.
“No,” I said, as I continued to watch Mandy wondering about in the surf, searching in vain for her panties.
“You know she likes you,” Brandy said, looking out at Mandy.
I had worked around Mandy and Brandy for months and the revelation of a co-worker secret crush was a bit surprising.
“No way,” I shot back.
“Oh yeah,” Brandy replied, “We talk about you all the time.”
“We even have a bet on who will get you first,” Brandy added on.
Wait? What? A bet?
Brandy’s shifted closer to me and leaned in.
“You just have no clue, do you, how sexy you look?”
Holy crap. I had an almost-naked coworker coming on to me and a fully naked coworker searching for her panties in the beach surf, only a few feet away.
“We can’t leave her here by herself,” I replied, as I looked around. There was not anyone else out on the beach but the three of us.
“We don’t have to,” Brandy replied, placing her hand on to my bare thigh, “She’s pretty preoccupied right now.”
Brandy shifted in the sand and handed me Mandy’s wadded up panties, placing a lone finger over her lips.
“Put them in your pocket,” Brandy instructed.
I shoved Mandy’s panties into the pocket of my uniform shorts. I leaned in towards her and planted a light kiss on her cheek. She grabbed me by my head and forced her lips on to mine, her probative tongue exploring my oral cavity. Oh, Lord.
Her hand found its way to my crotch. Oh, Lord.
Her hand found its way up under my uniform tunic. Oh, Lord!
She stripped me of my uniform tunic and started kissing my nipples. Oh, Jesus Christ, Oh Lord.
“Are ya’’ll going to simply fuck around or help me find my panties?” Mandy called out from the surf.
“I think I see them down that way,” Brandy yelled back at Mandy, pointing down at the beach. Mandy trudged down the beach, in search of her panties. Suddenly, Brandy leaped on top of me, straddling me, planting her wet ass right on to my crotch. Her nipples were fully erect, and she took my hands into hers and planted my hands, on to her breasts.
Oh, Lord.
Brandy stripped me of my clothes and then she went down on me before I could even let out a protest or a whimper.
Oh, Lord.
Mandy waltzed up and simply stood beside me, watching Brandy as she worked my cock in and out of her mouth.
“Well,” Mandy declared, her hands on her hips, her long brown hair all matted and dripping wet, “I needed a good reason to go panty shopping.”
Suddenly, it dawned on Mandy that Brandy was not paying any attention to Mandy and her lost panties.
“You know girl,” declared Mandy,” I guess this should piss me off, but it doesn’t.”
Brandy looked up at Mandy and then she silently invited Mandy to join in the fun.
I do not know who gave the better blow job, as they were both fantastic. As Brandy continued to work on my tool, Mandy planted her pussy right over my head. She lowered herself on to my face and I happily started to pleasure her, using my fingers, and then alternating with my mouth and my tongue. It did not take much to get her to orgasm. As soon as I ran my tongue over her clit, she let loose with a torrid of womanly stuff that surprised all of us.
As Brandy stood up to strip out of her panties, Mandy quickly repositioned herself over my lower torso, lowering herself on to my elongated and glistening cock, coated with Bandy’s saliva. She reached between her legs to guide my tool into her wet and warm pussy. She was a tight fit, at first, but then she loosened up as she started to rock back and forth, with my cock buried deep inside of her.
Oh, Lord.
It would not take much for Mandy to orgasm. Brandy repositioned herself over my face for the same oral stimulation I had just provided to Mandy. Mandy continued to work herself back and forth with my tool buried deep inside of her, issuing guttural moans of pleasure in the process.
I was about to shoot my load when Mandy started to tremble. Suddenly, Brandy pushed Mandy out of the way and quickly took her place. I shot my load deep into Brandy. Mandy lay beside us, working her fingers in and out of her vagina, feverishly, moaning and crying out “Oh yessss!”
I simply lay there on the soft sand listening to the pounding nearby surf, as nature took its course with both Mandy and Brandy positioned beside me. Finally, after a few minutes, Mandy declared that she was going to make a second search for her panties. As she stumbled back into the surf, completely naked, I asked Brandy of we should simply tell her we found her panties.
“No,” Brandy whispered, “I’m enjoying seeing her wandering around.”
I lost total track of the time. A couple passed by us and upon noticing our state of undress, they chided us for our lewdness.
“Old people,” Brandy declared. “They’re simply jealous.”
After about a half an hour, Mandy gave up and said she was ready to pack it in. The three of us got dressed and headed back to the hotel. We passed Roxanne and Bridget sitting at the bar.
I started to get off the elevator on the third floor and Mandy asked me where I was going.
“To my room,” I declared.
“No, you’re not,” she shot back, “tonight you sleep with me.”
I looked at Brandy and she didn’t say a word. They shared a twin bedroom and as I climbed into the small bed beside Mandy, Brandy asked that we “keep it down” so she could sleep.
We did anything but keep it down.
The class the next day was long and boring. Monday was going to be tough. We had to go back to being our professional selves- how, I don’t know.
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