The sign on her door read, "Darlene Jenkins". Ms Jenkins as I addressed her at work was my boss, though during times when things were less formal, I along with everyone else called her Darlene.

I'd only been working for her for a few months now. It was a small enterprising little company, but the workload kept me busy and was very interesting. I did a lot of research on products, submitted bids, and then sent those in to Darlene for approval and ordering. The one thing I really liked about my job was that there were only a handful of employee's and everyone seemed friendly and easy going. Somewhat laid back, it wasn't a stuffy environment, allowed to wear pretty much whatever we wanted to as long as it was clean and not too terribly revealing. I particularly liked Fridays when Darlene would usually come in wearing a nice pair of form fitting jeans as opposed to the more professional look of skirts and modest blouses that she wore during the rest of the week.

For being in her early to mid forty's, Darlene had an incredible looking body, though most of that was of course based on my own overactive imagination. She had dark brown shoulder length hair that she usually wore up, except again on Fridays when she usually wore it natural, which was how I preferred seeing her. Dark brown eyes, full lips and an olive complexion, she had an air of exotic beauty to her that was both sensual as well as mysterious. Her laugh was infectious, often taking out the stress of any given situation, though she had a serious side to her as well that was a no-nonsense approach when the situation called for it.

I liked working for her. She was fair, just, and always willing to work alongside you as opposed to just dumping something onto you and leaving you to flounder about trying to figure things out on your own.

In addition to Darlene, there was also another very attractive girl working there, closer to my own age somewhere around twenty-five or six perhaps and only employed two months longer than I'd been. Kris did most of the office filing and record keeping, and did much of the correspondence for Darlene. Needless to say, at times the three of us worked very closely together, especially around the end of the month when we compiled all the purchases or contracts we'd completed and submitted for the month. It was during those times we sometimes worked late, Darlene usually ordering Pizza, or Chinese takeout. Not having much of a social life at the time, I'd come to actually look forward to those late evenings while working together.

Kris was herself a very bubbly outgoing young woman. Somewhat petite at just five feet, a very slender figure, small but obviously noticeable breasts, Kris wore her long blonde hair in a ponytail most of the time. She had the typical blue eyes of a blonde, with a fair complexion and a sexy smile that always appeared and as I believed, to be genuine.

Part of my reason for not having much of a social life had been my own fault. I'd always wanted to live out on the West Coast, and when the opportunity came to move out there, I took it. My girlfriend at the time was happy where she was, and so we naturally parted ways, so it wasn't that I was unattractive. I'd just been too busy settling in at my new job and place to actively start dating again. I certainly didn't consider myself a hunk either, or anything even closely resembling model material, but I'd done well with the girls during High School and had been fairly popular. At 5'10" I still had a pretty good build, worked out twice a week, ran every other morning for an hour before work, and didn't eat a lot of junk food, which certainly helped. I too had dark hair, wore it a bit longer than most guys perhaps, but had always done so, and unless otherwise directed, had no plans in changing it.

Like I said, it was the end of the month, a busy one, and because it had been, we had a lot of numbers to crunch, a lot of documents to compile which promised a couple of later than usual nights at the office. I was actually looking forward to it when Darlene came by my desk the day before.

"Not that I have to remind you Rob," she said smiling at me. "But I think that we might be actually working a bit longer tomorrow night and Friday than we normally have in the past. I hope you haven't made any plans for late evening as I'm afraid the three of us are going to be here a while."

I hadn't, and told her so, getting a pleased smile in return upon hearing that. "Pizza or something else?" she asked. "Kris has already opted for Chinese, but said either one would be fine with her."

"Chinese sounds fine with me too," I agreed, admiring her firm full breasts as I said that, trying very carefully not to let her know I had been looking at them as she stood there in front of my desk. The deep red somewhat sheer blouse she wore perhaps a bit smaller than she should have been wearing, two buttons seriously being tested to their limits in keeping the front of it gathered and closed. Even then as she turned off to one side, just enough of a gap opened to reveal the lacy red bra she was wearing along with a great deal of ample, soft looking flesh peeking up and over the cups. As she turned back to face me again, I averted my eyes from where I'd been looking, but her movement had been a bit quicker than I'd expected, and I wondered if she hadn't caught my eyes looking where they hadn't belonged. Her smile remained however as she thanked me, and then headed off back into her office.

As for Kris, I was looking forward to working late with her too. Over the past month or so, we'd gotten a lot closer, we'd flirted some, though nothing that might suggest it was anything more than that. We'd gone out to lunch together a few times, generally took and shared our breaks together when we could, though one of us usually had to be around whenever Darlene was in the office, so even then we didn't spend a lot of time together as we might both have preferred. Working late together however would assure that, and especially as Darlene permitted an even more relaxed casual attire in our dress during those evenings. It had been the one and only time I'd actually seen Darlene in a pair of shorts along with a fairly tight fitting tank top that looked like it had been painted on. Rather than going home after work, she had changed in her office. And though it was impossible to actually see anything, the silhouetted shape as she did so through her door had given me just a hint of her voluptuous body as she'd changed clothes, shortly after stepping out now wearing the outfit I've just described. Once again I had to avert my eyes so I didn't appear to be staring, though I admired the shape and tightness of her ass as she walked away a few minutes later.

We'd already been hard at it for the past couple of hours when Darlene suggested it was time to take a break and relax while she went off to pick up the Chinese takeout. Kris and I were both looking forward to that when she did as it would give us both a chance to chat, relax and enjoy one another's company for a bit waiting for Darlene's return.

"Come with me?" She asked.

I knew what she was asking without needing to go into a lot of detail, I'd done it before. Since it was late at night, the only office lights that were on were the ones we absolutely had to have on in order to work by. In the far corner of the building where we worked, most of the lights were off, which is also where the bathrooms were. And not that we weren't perfectly safe working there at night, the darkness for Kris was still a little unsettling, and she preferred it when I escorted her there and back. I didn't mind, it gave us a chance to be together, talk and enjoy one another's company during the brief walks there and back. What I didn't tell her however, was in the stillness of the night as I stood outside the bathroom doors waiting for her, I could still hear her pee. It was a silly thought perhaps as I stood there listening to her, but my mind wandering to the obvious fact that she was sitting there, shorts, or pants down around her knees, along with whatever thong she was wearing, as I'd once or twice noticed her wearing one whenever she'd bent over to lift up one of the bankers boxes we worked out of.

I would stand there entertaining myself, wondering what her pussy looked like as I listened to her peeing. Did she shave? Or if she didn't, was her pubic hair dark or actually blonde like her hair? Silly thoughts, and certainly thoughts I'd never in a million years ever admit to having, but they would very often leave me with the beginnings of an erection that I'd often have to mentally fight down before she finished up and came back out.

I heard her flush, heard the sound of the water running, and then she stepped out of the bathroom where I stood waiting for her. The problem was, now I had to pee, the running water triggering my own natural need.

"My turn," I said easily, though the look in her eyes immediately gave me pause. Standing there in the dark, even though we both knew it was perfectly safe, I could still see her worried expression as she nodded her head. I then did something that surprised us both, I took her hand and led her into the men's room. "Come on, you can wait for me inside," I told her. With partitions on either side of the urinals, I knew that Kris wouldn't be able to see anything anyway, though obviously she'd be able to hear me just as easily as I'd been able to hear her even through the door. It didn't bother me however, and she actually looked relieved as she stood just inside the door nearer the sinks waiting for me to finish. I heard her laugh as I stood in front of the urinal, trying to coax myself to pee. I'd never been "pee-shy" before, but then again, I'd never tried peeing while someone, particularly a good looking girl had stood waiting for me either.

"My being here making you nervous?" she asked.

Part of the problem however was that I'd had a bit of an erection just before coming in here, so that had delayed my being able to go for a moment. But now, standing there with my dick out, and the realization she was only a few feet behind me even though I couldn't actually see her at the moment, had given it cause to stiffen a little rather than relaxing enough for me to go ahead and go.

"No, not really," I told her. "Sometimes...it just takes a minute." I continued to stand there with nothing happening, hearing her subtle giggle once again.

"Need some help?" she asked teasingly. Her question didn't shock or surprise me, it was right in line with some of our flirtatious bantering back and forth before, though neither one of us as I'd said had ever acted on anything. Still feeling a bit nervous however, and somewhat embarrassed now as my prolonged delay while standing here merely made things worse, I answered back.

"That's not the kind of help I'd prefer getting," I said following that up with a snicker of my own, though I then heard the movement of her feet coming up from behind me.

"Oh?" she said standing behind me now, I felt her actually pressed up against me as she said that looking over my shoulder. "What else did you have in mind?"

Now I was shocked. This had been about the boldest thing she had ever said or done before. Even more so as my prick was in fact much harder than it should have been, and getting more so as I stood there, especially with her obviously looking down and seeing it as I held it in my hand. It was then that I felt her hand reaching around. I felt myself go weak in the knees as she grasped it, forcing my hand away. I could feel her breath on the back of my neck, it was clearly evident that she was as excited as I was.

"I've always wanted to do this," she said, "but never have."

"What? You've never touched a guy's dick before?" I asked half seriously trying to joke through my shock and nervousness.

"Not that!" she answered back laughing. "Just never held one while a guy was actually trying to pee," she stated. "So...can you?"

"I think you just hit on the problem," I responded. "Trying to pee while a good looking woman's holding onto your dick doesn't make doing that any easier."

"You really think I'm good looking?" she asked still holding my cock. I could tell by the sound of her voice that she wasn't kidding with me this time, she was actually very serious.

"I do yes...always have," I freely admitted, my prick acknowledging that in confirmation, suddenly getting harder than it already was.

She stroked it. Her hand pulling down and then back up along my shaft, I felt the warmth of her palm as it encircled the head of my dick, squeezing it before sliding back down the length of it once again.

"Fuck, Kris!" I said actually reaching up to balance my hands on either side of the privacy partitions. "You're driving me crazy here!" I told her. She laughed at that nervously.

"Well, you're driving me a little crazy here too," she said. "I've thought about you more than once," she now openly confessed. "In fact...I've even gone into the women's room at work once or twice in order to do something about that," she now told me, her inhibitions, if she even really had any, going right out through the window.

"No shit! You have? Really?"

"Yes...really. I know you think I'm this shy, quiet and reserved woman, which at work I've tried to be, at least for the most part anyway. But as you can see...I'm not at all like that. I've been attracted to you for a while now, and I've been wondering, hoping that something might happen that would bring the two of us a little closer together."

"Like sharing a bathroom?" I now asked, giving up on actually trying to pee, and turning towards her. Seconds after that, we stood kissing, deeply, passionately, her hand still holding onto my dick. It was then we both heard the sound of the elevator in use, coming up from the parking garage down below. "Fuck! Darlene's back!"

We still had plenty of time to adjust ourselves. Thank god for the sound of the elevator alerting us, which in the quiet of the night could be very easily heard. We hurriedly walked back to the end of the office where we were working just as the elevators opened and Darlene stepped out carrying our dinner.

"Sorry it took so long," she stated. "They were really busy tonight, I'm wondering if we're not the only one's having to work late!" With that, she handed Kris and I a couple of the bags as we quickly spread things out on the conference table we were working on and prepared to eat.

The fact I still had a hard on, and that Kris was still wearing what I knew to be a very mischievous looking smile on her face, promised to make the rest of the night a very interesting one. The fact of the matter was, I had no idea just how interesting things were really going to get!

All through the meal Kris kept licking her lips or sucking her fingers in what could only be described as a very flirtatious sort of way. I kept glancing at Darlene to see if she was picking up on anything, but it didn't appear that she was, though our conversation soon turned to our social lives, and what if anything we were doing for fun outside of the office. Darlene had even mentioned there was a convention coming up in a few months time, and that it might be fun for the three of us to attend it together, especially after all the extra hard work we'd been putting in. It was an interesting thought, made especially more so as I periodically got winks, licks, and signals from Kris that it could indeed be a lot of fun if we were to actually go.

We finished eating and got back to work. There was still another two hours of work ahead of us at this point. Everything had been sorted down into neat piles by account for billing and invoicing purposes, each stack now totaled up and itemized, which was Kris's job. Handing the stacks back to me, I then took them back into the file room, located the appropriate customer box, and then labeled that month's work, placing them inside. Darlene was doing the same, walking the boxes she was working on back into me where I likewise labeled and then put hers back on the shelves where they were meant to go.

This normally was my least favorite function of the night whenever we worked late. For one, I didn't spend nearly as much time around Kris as I would have liked, only making periodic trips back and forth from her desk, or from Darlene's back to the file and copy room labeling and putting things away again for the next month's activities. Tonight however, Kris was seeing to it that even that aspect of our infrequent moments together were far more interesting than they ever had been.

We'd sort of started playing a little game, a very erotic, naughty little game. The fact that Kris's desk was just outside of Darlene's office made it even more exciting, a bit more dangerous, adding to the thrill of it all. I had gone over to pick up yet another stack of completed paperwork and stood waiting for Kris to finish up with it. As I stood there, she once again reached over, fondled the still too obvious bulge between my legs for a moment, and then giggled as I walked away back into the storage room with a very prominent tent poking through my pants. I had finished up, gone back, and was treated to a quick fleeting flash of her tits along with that same seductive smile on her face just as Darlene came out of her office heading back to the storage room with a box she'd just completed going through. I followed her immediately of course, though somewhat awkwardly.

Darlene had already dragged over the ladder by the time I entered the room. She looked like she was going to put it up on the shelf herself.

"Here, let me do that for you," I told her. "It's pretty dusty up there, and no sense getting your clothes dirty if you don't have to, that's what I'm here for," I said taking the box from her.

"Thanks," she said smiling back, stepping down. And then I realized that she could quite easily see the still somewhat noticeable bulge in my pants as I stood on the ladder. She was standing off to one side, and as I slid the box into place, looking over towards her, her eyes were looking right at me, or rather right at the obvious. Hurriedly I placed the box, and then began stepping down, as I did, her face came up meeting mine. There was a look in her eyes I had never seen before. And not only that, but I also noticed two very prominent, two very erect hard little nipples now pressing against the very form fitting tank top she was wearing. I knew without any doubt, it certainly wasn't the room. If anything, it was particularly hot in there as it was such a confined space with little or no air circulation reaching it.

"No problem," I said feeling a flush begin to spread across my face, especially as because all I could do was stand there, try to pretend I either didn't know I actually had an erection, or pretend I wasn't aware she hadn't noticed it, which she obviously had. If I moved, or tried using my hands in some way to cover myself, I'd have drawn her attention right back to it. If I said or did nothing, chances are she wouldn't either. And though the damage was already done, I could only hope she wouldn't react to it, or put anything together, in particular that Kris and I had been slowly teasing and torturing one another most of the evening.

"Ah Rob? Would you mind pulling down the Edwards files for me? I'd like to recheck those, go through them again," she then told me. I had no choice but to step back onto the safety ladder, which I did, and then began looking for the box she wanted.

"I don't see it," I said after a moment, once again glancing over and through several labeled boxes.

"You sure? I'm positive it's there," Darlene spoke, and then I felt her place her foot on the ladder as she stood behind me, climbing up in order to see a little better herself. Grasping the railing with one hand for support, she leaned into me for balance, pretending to look, just as I was, and felt the sudden press of her full breasts against the back of my upper thigh. I basically froze in place, not knowing what to do, or if she realized I could feel her pressing into me. That was...until I felt her hand letting go of the railing, now coming to rest on my hip as she stepped up even further.

"Sorry, but I'm positive I put it back," she stated again, now standing nearly on top of me.

"Maybe if I moved out of the way," I stated. The platform I was standing on was just wide enough that two people could stand on it safely enough, especially with the rails running all the way around us. Turning, I allowed her to take the last step in reaching me, which she did, though she seemed to lose her balance in doing that, and reached out in order to keep herself from falling, or in falling into me for that matter. Her action suddenly causing her to throw her arms around my neck, catching herself. If I felt the press of her soft breasts before...I felt them even more so now against my chest. And then suddenly, her hand, resting directly on the hard stiff bulge in my pants!

I couldn't believe any of this was happening! I'd been flirting, getting all worked up with Kris earlier, as she was obviously starting to do with me. And now...here I was, standing on a ladder next to my boss, her hand purposely pressed against the hard stiff bulge in my pants. She leaned forward, her lips coming down on mine, and in the next instant, I was kissing her, hotly, passionately.

The next thing I knew, Darlene had taken my hand in hers, placing it over one of her exquisite breasts. I felt the hard press of her aroused nipple in the palm of my hand, and then found myself gently kneading it, fingers soon locating and actually pulling on it through the material of her thin tank top.

"Maybe I left it in my office after all," she mused finally breaking away. Confused I stood there momentarily as she climbed back down the ladder, though she looked up smiling at me. "You'd better see if Kris has finished," she then informed me. "Then come see me, hopefully I will have found what I'm looking for," she stated and then turned and walked out of the room. I glanced down at myself, thankful I was wearing dark pants, though even then I could feel the spot of moisture, which had seeped through them. Making a hurried adjustment, for all the good that it did, I soon made my way back over to Kris's desk, glancing into Darlene's office as I passed. She sat looking busy however, which threw me a little. Once again Kris smiled upon seeing me.

"Last one," she said almost disappointedly. In the past, once she was finished, she was free to go. I generally hung around only long enough myself to put back the last few boxes for Darlene as she finished up, and then generally left with her. I didn't anticipate anything different happening tonight, though after the incident in the storage room, I now wondered.

It was about that time that Darlene called Kris and I both back into her office. "Kris? I want to rerun the numbers on the Edwards file one more time, see if you come up with the same totals that I did. If you do, then we'll go with that and accept them. Rob? While we're doing that, why don't you go ahead and take out the trash from dinner as well as empty out the trash cans we filled up tonight, we should be through with this by the time you done that and returned," she explained to us both. I soon left her office, straightening the mess we'd left, hauling out the trash to the dumpsters downstairs. I was anxious to return as that might mean I'd be seeing Kris to her car, and from there...who knows. But at the same time, I was also thinking about Darlene and that surprising little encounter we'd had in the storage room. I chalked it off to an inadvertent moment of lust and passion. As she was my boss, I figured that she'd suddenly come to her senses, realized it wasn't something either one of us should have allowed to happen, which explained the sudden abrupt discontinuation of what we'd been doing. But her smile upon leaving hadn't shown any remorse, if anything...I'd gotten the impression that there might be more to come because of it.

Talk about confused. I'd gone from famine to feast in the blink of an eye. I hadn't seen a woman's breasts in months now, let alone touched any. And now I had done both in the span of one evening, not to mention having my cock actually fondled by two different women in one night!

I was still wondering how I was going to deal with both situations on the ride back up the elevator, stepping off and expecting to find Darlene and Kris shutting everything down and preparing to leave. The only light that was still on was the one inside Darlene's office, though I couldn't hear a thing going on, or any conversation taking place. I then assumed they had both gone into the storage room and was about to head in that direction when I spotted something lying on the floor of Darlene's office. I looked, and for a moment couldn't make heads or tails out of it. Walking in, I stooped over retrieving the article, and only then realized it was Kris's blouse that she'd had on!

"What the fuck?" I asked myself, turning. When I did, I then noticed what appeared to be something else just a few feet away down the hallway. I walked over still carrying Kris's blouse, reached down and now retrieved what was obviously Darlene's tank top. "Damn!" I said again, now carrying both items, and looking in the almost near darkness along the floor. Sure enough, there was something else, but it was heading away from the storage room where I thought they must have gone. Instead, it was obvious this trail of clothing that I now realized was being left for me was headed in another direction entirely.

The strange part of all this was, I knew on the one hand something was going on of course, which excited the hell out of me, as evidenced by my once again hardening cock. But I couldn't for the life of me explain reasonably to myself how I had somehow gotten involved in this to the degree that I obviously now was. I honestly had no idea what that specifically meant, or what I was to expect when I finally arrived at wherever it was they were obviously directing me with this trail of discarded clothing that was being left.

By the time I arrived at what I knew now to be the main conference room where all the important meetings were usually held, I saw piled there on the floor in front of the door the balance of whatever clothing hadn't already been discarded. I dumped what I held in my hand on the floor there on top of them, steeled myself for whatever awaited me inside, and turned the knob on the large doublewide doors and stepped in.

Even knowing what I then knew awaited for me inside, I still wasn't prepared for it.

They were both nude of course just as I expected to find them, but what I hadn't expected to find, was the two of them lying on top of the large conference room table with their heads buried between one another's legs. Facing to the side of me as I came in, they both took a moment to look up and smile at me. I'm sure the confused expression on my face asked a thousand questions all at once.

"Surprised?" Kris said giggling.

"That...would be an understatement," I responded somehow managing to find my own voice.

"We've been planning this for over a month now," Kris informed me continuing, though Darlene spoke up as well, finally sitting up as she did so.

"It was actually Kris's idea that we both seduce you," she spoke. "Needless to say Rob, we got together a while back ourselves, and you quite naturally came up in our conversations. We thought it might be nice to include you in our fun little activities, provided you're interested of course," she asked looking at me. "Though by the looks of it...I'd say you are!"

There was no point trying to conceal my erection, especially now. Seeing the two of them together, totally naked, and obviously enjoying one another, something they'd been doing for some time now, I could only stand there and grin stupidly at my good fortune.

"So...you going to join us or not?" Kris asked sliding off the conference table and walking towards me. As she helped me to remove my own clothing, I glanced over towards Darlene. She had taken a seat in one of the plush conference room chairs, spreading herself, resting one leg back up on the table, her hands and fingers busy between her legs. Seeing her sitting there playing with herself the way she was, seemed almost surrealistic, but then again so had coming in and catching the two of them licking one another's cunts too.

"Come back and lay on the table again Kris," Darlene told her, "So I can taste you some more while Rob has a little taste of me!"

She quickly did so, once again laying down, Darlene now standing, leaning over as she went back to work on Kris's sweet pussy with her tongue. Positioned as she was, I slid beneath and between the boss's legs, sitting there, looking up at her pink pouty pussy lips, disbelief that any of this was actually happening still filling my head. But soon I was filling my mouth with Darlene, and nothing after that really mattered any more.

Just listening to my boss moan, and then to Kris as Darlene obviously pleasured her quite satisfactory, especially when her low deep-throated groan and then giggling squeal of delight informed us both that she'd just had an orgasm. At Darlene's direction, we then changed places and positions with me suddenly served up on the table as the focus of both of their attentions. I felt two pairs of hands as well as lips begin to explore, play and drive me to the point of insanity. Knowing that it was not only Kris's tongue lapping away at me, but also the very talented tongue of my own boss doing the same, I could only writhe there in complete bliss as the sensations of their two mouths taking turns with my cock, hands and fingers seemingly everywhere else at once, soon brought me to the very brink far sooner than I had expected. I was almost embarrassed at the too soon ecstasy that was threatening to erupt, warning them immediately, hoping for a bit of a reprieve in delaying the inevitable. But apparently, they had no intention of allowing that, and if anything, suddenly doubling their efforts, literally.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" I announced, wondering upon having said that just what to expect. I knew personally as horny as I was, that whenever I was...like this, I usually blew an amazing load. And this time was no exception either. I knew it the moment the first gigantic mind-blowing squirt left the end of my prick that I was going to shower the two of them with several streamers of spunk, wondering what they'd think when I did, how they'd react, and more importantly, what they would do with it as I did. I had to fight to literally keep my eyes open while I watched them.

There's something to be said about the almost obscene, pure erotic sensation of seeing two women kneeling over your prick while its squirts, fighting over, though actually sharing, each and every pulsating, liquefied expression of my own personal pleasure. In a way, it was almost like having an out of body experience. On the one hand, I was feeling every delicious sensation that was happening, and on the other, it was as though I was standing off to one side just watching it, enjoying it, and taking it all in.

Watching Darlene as she fed my cock to Kris, sucking down and swallowing a nice hard-felt spurt, and then seeing her quickly giving it back to Darlene, who then did the same was incredibly erotic. In addition to that, they got playful, holding it and pointing it at one another, great plumes of white frothy cream still exploding as they aimed it at one another's tits, seeing my spunk splashing against the two of them, still milking out whatever remnants remained of my spending long after the last furious pulsations had ended. Kneeling to either side of me, I lay there still mesmerized as two sets of nice soft breasts mashed against one another, my cock somehow, and somewhere smothered between. I was still slick with the rich creamy goo, titties now rubbing against one another, smearing whatever remained back and forth against themselves. Quite naturally I soon extricated myself from between them again, taking the seat that Darlene had so recently vacated.

I now watched as they positioned themselves just enough that they could suck, lick and fondle one another's breasts simultaneously. Licking the cream I'd just given them off of one another's tits, lapping away at one another like two cats after warm milk.

I was amazed as I sat there watching them do that, when my cock suddenly began stirring again, and so soon after having just spurt out one massive load! But then again, it wasn't every day that you saw two women so playfully devouring one another either, especially when one of them was your very attractive looking boss, and the other was a sweet sexy totally uninhibited younger woman who was at that very moment, sucking Darlene's tits like a hungry baby.

"He's stiff again," Kris, giggled looking over towards me as I sat there unabashedly fondling my dick at this point, taking delight in the fact I could do so, so openly watching the two of them together.

"One of the things I love about younger men," Darlene smiled, "Their amazing resiliency, especially when you give them something to think about," she added. "Now, how about you come over here and give me a lick or two," she asked.

I was only too happy to oblige.

Darlene now lay on her back drawing her knees up towards her chest presenting me with a nice pink plate of pussy pie.

(Author's note: Trying saying that fast three times with a mouth full of pink...women love it!)

As I leaned over the table lapping away at that succulent sweet split, I felt Kris walk up from behind me, her hand immediately coming around to grasp my fully hard cock, stroking me from behind, her sweet soft tits pressing against my back. I then felt her straddle one leg, the moisture of her creamy cunt slithering up and down against me. As she stroked me, she humped herself against me, my tongue of course continuing to plow through the furrow of Darlene's pussy, her lubrications suddenly escalating the closer and closer she got to her own orgasm. Likewise, Kris too seemed to be hovering on the edge, now bringing herself off against my leg. I would never again look at a dog's doing that in the same light ever again. Feeling Kris as she slid up and down against me, one leg now wrapped around mine entwined, her hand flying up and down the length of my shaft in time with that, was an amazing sensation on top of already mind-blowing, amazing sensations.

There was no warning, it wasn't necessary anyway...I knew seconds before she actually came she was about to simply by the vulnerable, crazy screwed up look in my bosses face. It's a very strange moment, which is why perhaps most of us don't care to look at ourselves in a mirror when we climax. In many ways, the features on our face turn into almost unrecognizable portraits of ourselves at that most inopportune time. Darlene was no different, her eyes suddenly glazing over, her mouth turning into a teeth bearing grimace that looked more pain than pleasure. Her nostrils flaring, her cheeks suddenly turning red, almost purple. And in the next instant, her cunt turned into liquid nearly drowning me in the process. It wasn't so much a stream or a squirt, as it was a cascading gush of female fluid. Sort of like watching a rapid rise in a river when the dams burst far up above it. I mean she was already wet, leaking like crazy, the essence of her sweetness I'd already been lapping up and drinking down as quickly as I found it, as she produced it. But when the river rose...all I could do was open my mouth and let it pour in. Like I said, nearly drowning in the process, but I'd have died happy right then and there if I had done.

In the meantime, Kris was still vibrating like a washing machine gone wild against my leg. Her hand damn near tearing my cock off at the root as she held onto it like it was the on and off switch or something, thrusting herself violently now against me, screaming and shouting out unintelligible obscenities, though every other word or so was one I could actually understand, like fuck, cock, cunt, though I think a lot of the others where a continued mixture of those three all run together, making up new words the way they sounded as she stood there and came.

Talk about ironic. Both women were spent, and there I was, now sporting a nice hard swollen erection. Who'd have thought? Several minutes passed as the two of them gradually collected themselves. When Darlene had, she sat up.

"Come on, let's go get the stuff," she said smiling speaking to Kris. We quickly straightened up the conference room leaving no signs of evidence behind, though the table did appear to have a nice polished sheen to it now when we left.

"Stuff?" I wondered, not actually asking the question, but finding myself following behind as the two of them left the conference room, snatching up the pile of clothing as they did. In moments we had all reached the elevator. As neither of them had dressed, I could only wonder in mild curiosity as to where we were going, and what on earth was going to happen next. Darleen pushed the button for what was the parking level garage below us, and then headed off towards her car with Kris and I following, still in the nude, carrying our own "stuff", as we did. Upon reaching her car, she opened the trunk, handing several quilted blankets, a few pillows, two bottles of wine, cheese, and some wine glasses for us to carry. Darleen then pulled out what appeared to be an overnight satchel with what was obviously a change of clothes in it, and then shut her trunk once again, heading back towards the elevators.

When we got inside, this time she inserted a key, pressed what was the "roof" floor button. Obviously, only those who had a key could get the elevator to accept that particular destination. As we headed up, Darleen turned towards us smiling.

"One of the perks of management around here," she said slyly. And I noticed by Kris's bemused expression, this was new to her as well. Moments later the elevator stopped, the doors opened, and we walked out into what was a very ritzy looking piece of paradise.

Everywhere you looked there were planted flowers growing in abundance, it almost looked like a tropical paradise the way it was laid out. In the midst of which were a few lounge chairs, tables where the "management" obviously came up to relax and get away from it all, though Darlene then said they'd been coming up here more often than not for their meetings rather than spending it inside the stuffy conference room when it was too nice outside to do otherwise.

We quickly made a space amongst the chairs and tables, laying down several layers of the thick padded quilts as Darlene opened a bottle of wine, pouring everyone a drink. We then sat enjoying the soft cool gentle breeze of the night, stars twinkling in the night sky above us. I was almost as mesmerized by all this as I was at seeing the two of them sitting there, still beautifully and wonderfully naked, reminding me there was obviously a lot more yet to come.

"Think you can handle two women?" Darlene asked hopefully as they positioned themselves side by side on the bed we'd created. I never really had before no...but I was about to find out. In seconds I was balls deep inside Kris's sweet, tight little cunt, thrusting slowly and easily in and out of her while Darlene rolled over, fondling her breasts until it was her turn, then Kris did the same thing to her while I slid in and out of her still very wet, slippery cunt. I was needless to say...in heaven. And with the dark night, the twinkling stars far up over our heads, it damn near felt like that too.

Eventually is just became easier for me to roll over onto my back, Darlene once again straddling my face, as Kris mounted my cock. It was glorious just laying there, gathering my boss's aroused hard little clit into my mouth, sucking and licking it, while Kris in turn bounced happily up and down on my prick. I could only sense what the two of them were doing to one another above me, but even that just seemed to heighten my own arousal even more as they did.

Weirdly, hearing Kris cry out into the stillness of the night, had me wondering for a moment if someone far down on the street below us had heard anything. There wasn't a full moon, and she certainly didn't sound like a howling dog either...but I had to grin as she literally exploded and sung out at the top of her lungs when she did. Darlene wasn't far behind her either, though she once again came far more quietly in her own unique little way. She didn't quite drown me this time either, maybe like me it took a while to produce that much juice again, but even then I got a nice little trickle of her sweet sauce as she came, and as Kris in turn then sucked out whatever I had of mine.

This time I really was exhausted, as were we all. We sat, had another shared wine together along with some cheese. After that, I was ready to pass out, not from intoxication, but from dire need of sleep and not looking at all forward to having to get dressed and go home.

It was then that Darlene reached into her little bag, produced an alarm clock, set that...and then patted the makeshift bag in the empty space next to her. Grinning from ear to ear, I quickly joined her placing myself in the middle as Kris then crawled in next to me on the other side. We lay there looking up at the stars together in silence. Just before I drifted off to sleep however, Darlene did speak once again.

"Tomorrow...we'll finish up with the N's through the Z's, which shouldn't take us nearly as long to finish up with," she stated. "Then maybe we'll come back up here again directly," she sighed contentedly. "Oh...just one more thing, just because you're spending the night at work, don't think for a single moment I'm paying the two of you over time."

Hell, after all this...I'd have gladly worked for free!​