Note: Sally's husband had been trying to get her to have a threesome for years but she had never really met anyone that interested her. That was until a young virgin started working for her. All rights reserved.
Sally Barker watched Trisha, the young girl she had hired, come in each day going through the same routine. She hung up her coat, put her purse in her desk and carried her bagged lunch to the break room. She knew Tricia was not married and worked late each night even though she really didn't have to. She dressed in very conservative clothes and although she was overweight she had a very cute face and smile.
The young woman had requested to work for her after her job interview for five job openings. Although her office assistant job did not require a college degree Trisha insisted she wanted to work for Sally.
"Good morning Trisha," Sally said while walking up to her desk. "How was your weekend?"
"OK, I guess," the girl answered.
"Did you do anything exciting?" Sally asked.
"Not really. Just kind of sat around."
Sally felt sorry for her because that was the answer she had received for the past six months. She didn't think the girl was dating anyone and really wondered what was up. "How would you like to have a drink with me after work?"
"I really don't drink," Trisha said looking down.
"Just have a soda with me."
"I guess I can do that," Trisha smiled. It was the first smile that Sally had seen in quite a while.
"Over here!" Sally yelled while waving one hand at the girl who was standing in the doorway of the pub. She had called her husband Brian to tell him she would be late.
"Hi," Trisha said as she pulled off her full wool coat and scarf. She smoothed down the front of her blouse and slid into the booth across from her boss. The waitress had followed her to the table.
"What can I get you?"
"A diet Coke," Trisha said softly. She noticed a martini glass in front of Sally.
"Have you ever had a chocolate martini?" Sally asked.
"No. I don't drink alcohol," Trisha answered. She didn't want to tell the woman that she was on one of her many diets.
Sally let it go and they sat looking at each other. "You've been with the company for almost six months and I don't know anything about you."
"There's not much to know," Trisha said nervously. "I graduated from a college in the Midwest and moved to Chicago. This is my first job."
Sally decided to go for it. "So you're not dating anyone?"
Trisha took a deep breath. "No."
With one word answers Sally knew she was not getting very far. "So what do you like to do when you are not at work?"
"Read mostly," she replied. "I like to walk on the Navy Pier when it is warm enough."
The waitress brought the Diet Coke and they talked for almost an hour more. Sally found out that she was from a very small town and had really never had a serious relationship. From the girl's history Sally wondered if this 23 year-old woman was still a virgin. "Bring us two chocolate martinis," Sally told the waitress. Trisha didn't stop her.
After just one martini Trisha loosened up and let out most of her secrets. She never knew her father and had a mother who would not allow her to date. She went to an all girl college and talked to her mother every night before she goes to bed.
"Wow," Sally said as she ordered two more martinis. "It's time for you to let loose." She watched as Trisha pulled off her button-down sweater and saw the girls nice round breasts. "Would you like to come to my house for dinner on Saturday?"
"I guess so," Trisha giggled. The one drink had gone quickly to her head. Only once before at a mixer party in college had she really had booze before. They talked about some of the others in their office and when Trisha finished the second drink she almost fell asleep. "I think I had too much."
Sally laughed. "I better drive you home." She knew the girl normally took the train to work.
"I don't want to bother you," Trisha said feeling lightheaded.
Sally put two twenties on the table and helped Trisha put on her coat. "Come on."
The girl managed to keep her eyes open enough to direct Sally to her one bedroom basement apartment that was under a residential home in Cicero. She held Trisha's arm as they slowly walked down the six steps and used her keys to open the door. But before they got inside Trisha turned and threw up. Most of it covered the front of her sweater and blouse. "Oh God I'm sorry you had to see that."
"That's OK. I'm glad I'm here to help you," Sally said as she pulled the girl into the apartment, closed the door and took off her coat.
"Let me help you." Sally pulled off the soaked sweater and tossed it on the tile floor by the door. She unbuttoned the girl's blouse before Trisha could complain and pulled it off her huge breasts covered with a large white bra. Some of the fluids had stained the bra.
"You need to take this off to," Sally said as she reached around the unsteady girl to find the clasp.
"Oh no don't," Trisha said feeling the bra release and the straps and cups moving away from her pure white treasures. They both looked down at the 38DD mounds with large light pink aureoles. The hard tips stuck out almost an inch. Trisha's hands quickly moved up to cover her excitement.
Sally tossed the bra onto the blouse and grabbed Trisha's arm. "Come on we have to get you cleaned up."
"I can do....it," Trisha complained but found herself almost falling as she tried to walk with the woman into the small bathroom.
"Shhh," Sally whispered. They moved into the bathroom and Sally turned on and adjusted the temperature of the water. Trisha's eyes closed and she started to lean but Sally put her arm around the girl's waist and held her up. She grabbed a face cloth and wetted it before directing it between the large titties. Never had she seen breasts this big with absolutely no sag. As she rubbed the warm cloth over the hard nipples Trisha moaned but kept her eyes closed.
"Let's dry you off," Sally whispered before grabbing a small towel and rubbing over the damp areas. She again touched the nipples and again Trisha moaned.
Two minutes later Sally managed to get the girl into her bedroom. As she supported her with one hand she pulled down the covers on the bed and then guided Trisha onto her back on the bed with her legs dangling over. Her two breasts pointed up like booster rockets ready to launch. Trisha's arms and hands were spread directly out to the sides.
Sally smiled as she reached over and released the snap on the side of Trisha's skirt. After pulling down the small zipper she grabbed the waistband and pulled. It slid under the girl's ass and down across the front of her panty-hose until they continued down off her feet. It looked as if Trisha had passed out but she wasn't sure. "We need to get the pantyhose off."
Getting the skirt off was easy but the hose was going to be a problem. She jerked them hard and managed to get them halfway off her basic white panties but they bunched up in the back. "I guess these have to go too," Sally smiled while grabbing the waistband of the panties and pulling them down to the pantyhose. Now when she pulled both they slid easily under the girl's bare ass and down her meaty thighs. She stopped at her knees and looked at the large growth of curly black hair guarding the girl's pussy. It was so hairy the growth had spread to the insides of the white thighs. She wondered if she had ever worn a bathing suit.
After removing the panties and hose Sally stood back and looked at the 23 year old chubby but curvy body. She lifted the feet up onto the bed and turned the girl until she was lying lengthwise with her sleeping head on the pillow. "Just wait until Brian sees those breasts." Sally sat back down on the bed.
"So are you a virgin?" Sally giggled. She moved her hand over the deep navel and then pushed her middle finger down into the thick bush until she found the top of her slit. She heard the girl moan again and then felt her body lifting as she rubbed down over the swollen clitoris. The legs opened and Sally's finger froze.
"Are you awake?" she wondered. Trisha's hips lowered and Sally's finger continued down into her inner lips aways until she found the restriction. Hot juices covered her fingertip as she moved back to the clitty and gently rubbed it while looking at the girl's closed eyes.
"Ohhh," Trisha moaned.
Sally rubbed some more and then froze her finger again. Trisha's hips again rose to press into the hard digit. She smiled and pulled her finger and hand away. After pulling the sheet up over the round nakedness she hurried from the apartment.
Brian was sitting in his favorite chair reading when his wife came into the den. "So did you have to work late?"
Sally smiled and lowered herself to her knees in front of his chair. He continued holding his book while she reached over and pulled open the button on his pajama bottoms. She fished inside and pulled out his limp four inch penis. As her thumb rubbed across the crown she looked up at him. "Remember how you used to bug me about having a threesome?"
"Uh yes but that...that was years ago," he moaned feeling his penis starting to swell. "We could never agree on it being a man or woman."
"I think I found somebody," she giggled. Her fingers curled around his six inch hard-on.
"Another man?" He asked remembering that she would only do it if it was another man.
"No. A young woman," she whispered before moving her head down to lick off a drop of precum. "A virgin."
"Oh shit," he groaned. Her mouth opened and her lips quickly swallowed all of him until they pressed into his thick bush. "A virgin. How old is......she?"
Sally pulled her lips away making a popping sound. "Twenty-three." Suddenly his hot spunk shot up from his hard tip almost striking her head. "She's coming to dinner on Saturday."
Sally was on the phone when Trisha came in the next morning. After hanging up she called the girl to come to her office. She still wondered if Trisha had been awake when she had fingered her.
"Good morning Mrs. Barker," Trisha smiled as she walked into the room. "Thank you for taking me home last night and I guess I must have gotten sick."
"You don't remember much do you?" Sally smiled. She noticed that the girl was wearing a tight sweater and skirt which was quite different from her normally conservative apparel.
"No Ma'am. Did you have some work for me to do?"
"Uh no. I just wanted to make sure you are alright. And, don't forget you are coming to my house for dinner Saturday night."
"I won't forget," Trisha smiled. She turned to walk out and stopped and looked back. "Thank you for helping me to bed last night."
Sally was about to say 'you're welcome' but the girl turned and left. "Shit maybe she was awake?"
Not much was said the rest of the day and it was on Wednesday when Sally found a red rose on her desk. She sent Trisha a thank you email and the girl wrote one back that she couldn't wait until Saturday. That night when Sally was leaving Trisha walked into her office and closed the door.
"Mrs. Baker I'm so happy you invited me to your house," Trisha began as she moved to her standing boss. "This is the first time anyone here has really been nice to me."
Sally smiled as the girl moved closer and closer until her arms moved behind Sally's back. Their bodies crushed together as her ass moved back against her desk for support. With their breasts pushed together Trisha moved her head back and looked into Sally's eyes. It was Sally who pushed her lips forward until they touched Trisha's.
Seconds seemed like hours as their lips pressed and held. Trisha felt her bosses tongue move out and lick over her lower lip before she jerked her head back. Her body jumped back as well. "Why Mrs. Barker you.......you...you frenched me!" She turned and hurried out the door.
"Shit. What was that?" Sally asked herself now afraid the woman was going to turn her in for sexual harassment. By the time she got outside Trisha was gone.
"Is she still coming?" Brian asked his wife when she got home.
"I think so but I'm not sure. She hugged me today and seemed that she wanted me to kiss her but when I did she acted surprised and ran out my door."
"Hell Sally you might be wrong about her," Brian said. "You could get into a lot of trouble if we come on to her Saturday night."
"I think she is a big tease," Sally said with a sly grin.
Trisha acted like nothing had happened the next morning. It was later that afternoon as Sally leaned over Trisha's shoulder to look at a report that the girl moved her head sideways to press into Sally's left breast. Sally didn't move and waited until Trisha's head slightly lifted and lowered. No one could see around the cubicle when Sally shifted her body until her whole breast pressed into the back of Trisha's head. Again she moved her head against the soft mound and hard nipple and then slowly turned her body and head around until her face and mouth pressed into the smaller 34B titty. When she smiled Sally knew then the girl was teasing her. They heard someone's footsteps and both quickly broke apart.
Sally worked late that night until it was dark outside and thought that Trisha had left but she looked up and saw her standing in front of her desk. "TRISHA! You scared me." Sally said covering her heart area. She noticed that the door had somehow been closed without her knowing it.
"Mrs. Barker. I need to ask you a question," Trisha whispered as she blushed.
"Certainly," Sally smiled as she stood and walked around next to her.
"Do you think I'm pretty?"
"God yes," Sally whispered as she brushed a curl of hair to the side that had fallen over her forehead. Her fingers gently rubbed over her dark thick eyebrows. "You have beautiful eyes." She saw Trisha smile. "And wonderful soft lips." She traced over them from one side to the other.
"Do you think that I'm fat?"
Sally glanced down at the full breasts and round hips. "You are well proportioned but most women would kill for breasts like yours."
"Would you? I mean would you rather have big breasts?" Trisha's eyes locked onto Sally's small cones. "I think yours are perfect."
Sally knew her nipples are hard as pebbles and that the young woman could easily see them. "My husband says they are too small."
"Can I........can I touch them?" Trisha blushed.
"Of course," Sally whispered feeling her heart racing and the moisture taking over in her panties. She looked down as the girls large fingers moved slowly upward while lightly grazing over the rigid tips. "Ummm," that feels good."
Trisha giggled and turned her hands before pushing forward to fully cup both breasts. "They feel different than mine." She gently massaged them and then reached to open the top button on her blouse. Sally didn't stop her as she released them all and then opened the green silk covering.
"I wish I had sexy underwear," Trisha commented before tracing around the white lace trim on the baby blue semi-cup bra. As she pulled down on the lace Sally's right nipple popped out and Trisha rubbed over it. "It's so much smaller than mine."
"Oh God," Sally moaned now leaning back against her desk for support.
"But you've seen mine haven't you?" Trisha whispered while toying with the sensitive tip.
"Yes."
"And you've even washed them and dried them haven't you?"
"Yes."
"And you've even seen me fully naked. Haven't you?" Trisha pulled down both cups and played with both excited nipples.
"Yes and you are so beautiful," Sally moaned. She felt the girl's fingers and hands drop and then saw Trisha's face coming closer. This time when their lips met it was Trisha's tongue that licked outward forcing her lips and teeth open. Sally tried to push her own tongue out but the girl's was bigger and she was the aggressor.
Trisha frenched the woman like she had done to so many girls back in the girl's college. She knew which buttons to push and soon had the woman's dress up to her waist and her chubby fingers down under the skimpy little thong.
"OH GOD!" Sally cried out while jerking her mouth from the invading tongue. The girl's thick middle finger pushed through her trimmed blonde bush into her dripping slit finding the hot oven. She pumped in and out and flicked over the raised clit until Sally grabbed onto her shoulders and screamed, "NOW OH GOD NOW! I'M CUMING!"
Trisha giggled and continued fingering her until Sally grabbed her wrist. "Please no more."
Trisha pulled her moist finger out and then licked it. "You're mine now aren't you?"
"Yes. I'm yours," Sally whispered as she tried to push her hand up under Trisha's dress but the girl slapped her hand away.
"It's getting late," Trisha smiled. "I'll see you in the morning." She turned and walked out leaving Sally totally confused.
Sally didn't get much sleep that night and on Thursday morning she arrived late and saw Trisha in her cube. "Are you alright Mrs. Barker?"
"Uh yes. I'm fine," Sally answered. She moved into her office and closed the door behind her. She suddenly realized that she was the one who was being seduced and that the woman had awakened some feeling deep within her. She tried to answer some emails but kept looking at the closed door hoping Trisha would come in.
It was almost noon when she ventured out only to find Trisha's desk empty and a note to her on top of it.
"Sally,
I left early to stop by my apartment.
Trisha."
Sally realized that she had not referred to her as Mrs. Baker and then it hit her that she wanted her to come to the apartment as well. She moved back into her office but a few minutes later was heading out the door.
"Come in," Trisha said after hearing the weak knock on the door.
Sally turned the knob and peeked in to see the woman sitting alone on the sofa. "Are you OK?"
"Yes now come in and close the door," Trisha said sharply. She watched the older woman do as she said and then walk up to the sofa. "Take off your coat."
Sally hesitated but did as the woman commanded. "Trisha I..."
"Quiet. Take off your blouse."
"No I'm not going to...."
"TAKE IT OFF!"
Sally jerked back and found her fingers releasing the buttons. She then pulled it from her shoulders and held it in her right hand.
Trisha smiled when she saw the woman was braless. "Throw your blouse on the sofa and touch your nipples."
"Trisha please." Sally begged feeling uneasy. "Let's go into your bedroom?"
"Not yet. Touch them."
Sally closed her eyes and gently rubbed her rigid nips. It felt so nasty touching herself in front of this other woman.
"Are you wet?"
"Yes, I'm so wet," Sally whispered knowing her pussy was dripping.
"Show me."
"Oh God," Sally thought while she released her skirt and let it fall at her feet. She kicked it aside and grabbed the waistband on her bright red panties. She started pushing them down quickly but Trisha stopped her.
"Go slow."
Last week Sally was this girl's boss but it was now she who was obeying Trisha's every command. The panties slowly pulled away from her damp lips and then inched lower across her tender thighs. The sensation was driving her pussy wild. They moved to the knees where Sally dropped them until they landed on her ankles. She picked one foot up at a time until they were gone and she was totally naked.
"Turn around," Trisha ordered.
Sally did a slow turn and held her breath.
"Walk backwards to me." Trisha watched the nice little butt wiggle on its way back until she reached out and cupped both cheeks.
"AHH!" Sally gasped not expecting the abrupt grab. She felt the fingers digging in until they hurt. "Please."
Trisha let go of her buns and said, "Bend forward."
"What are you going to do?" Sally asked not moving.
"Don't worry you will like it," Trisha laughed. She gently pushed on the upper back and saw the woman's body bending thus causing her ass to push back at her. "Open your legs."
Sweat beads formed on Sally's forehead while her feet moved to the side causing her butt cheeks to open and her damp pussy lips to be exposed. She put her hands on her knees and waited.
"You've been a bad girl," Trisha giggled. "Haven't you?"
"No." Sally answered.
"Oh yes you have," Trisha laughed. "You thought I was asleep when you touched my pussy." Trisha moved her hand up the woman's thighs and then pushed her thumb up into the pink glistening lips. She felt Sally jerk slightly but didn't pull away. "You found out that I was a virgin didn't you?"
"Yes."
"But you are not a VIRGIN!" Trisha pushed her thick thumb up into Sally's depths. "ARE YOU?"
"NO! OH GOD!" Sally felt the thick thumb jab in and out and then be replaced by her middle finger.
"Sit back on my lap."
Sally eased her ass backwards and downwards while Trisha continued finger-fucking her. It felt so good that she dropped her head back onto Trisha's shoulder. "Please don't stop."
Trisha giggled and then reached her free hand up under Sally's arm until she cupped her breast and toyed with the nipple. "You and your husband were planning on seducing me Saturday night weren't you?"
"Yes. Ohhh Trisha that feels so good."
Trisha laughed. "Saturday night I'm going to let you touch me and kiss me. Will you like that?"
"Let me touch you now," Sally said as she tried to reach up under her ass to feel Trisha's crotch covered by her slacks.
"Not yet," she said grabbing Sally's wrist and pulling it back from her covered pussy. She continued fingering Sally until the woman was ready to burst. "On Saturday night your husband cannot fuck me," Trish whispered.
"But how will we?" Sally gasped. She wanted to cum at that moment but Trisha was teasing around her clitty.
"Here is how," Trisha whispered. For the next five minutes she told Sally the plan and then finally rubbed the woman's clitty until she screamed.
"OHHH YES OH YES!!!"
On this night Brian met his wife at the door. "Is she still coming?"
"Yes and I know now she has been teasing me," Sally smiled.
"Really? Tell me. What happened?"
She took his hand and led him to the sofa. "We kissed today. I mean really kissed."
"NO SHIT! WITH TONGUES?"
"Yes for almost five minutes. She is hot and ready," Sally whispered. "I told her about how we both want to make love with her."
"You did. Shit fire. What did she say?"
"She said she would consider it if..."
"IF WHAT? ANYTHING. TELL HER ANYTHING!"
Sally hesitated. "She wants us to tie you up."
"Tie me up." He repeated. "No one is going to tie me up."
"It's the only way she will agree to a threesome."
"Fuck!" Brian said out loud.
"We will then strip and then she will fuck you," Sally grinned.
"Tell me about her tits one more time," he begged.
"They are so big and firm," she whispered. "Her nipples stick out this far." Sally put the tip of her thumb on the first knuckle of her index finger. She then reached down to caress his hard bulge in his jeans.
"OK......tie me up......anything as long as I get to suck those titties," Brian laughed. He reached over and touched Sally's little boobs which were still sore from Trisha's caresses the past few days.
"I have a headache," Sally said before jumping off the sofa and heading upstairs for a long hot bath.
On Friday morning Sally beat Trisha to the office and when she saw the women turn the corner to her cubicle she motioned for her to come inside her office. Once inside she closed the door and pulled the younger woman into her arms. Their lips met, opened and their tongues danced together until they were both panting.
Sally moved her hand up and cupped the massive mound expecting Trisha to stop her but she didn't.
"Did he agree to it?" Trisha whispered. She pushed Sally back and pulled up the sweater over her new black bra. Her fingers grabbed the cup and pulled it down until the long hard pink nipple appeared.
"Yes. We can tie him up," Sally smiled as her fingers touched and pushed the tip back and forth.
"You can suck it," Trisha whispered while pulling Sally's head downward until the woman's lips engulfed the hard bud. Her eyes closed while the inexperienced lips and tongue worked and worked. "I'm not wearing panties."
Sally's right hand flew down to the bare knee and dash up under the skirt until her fingers twisted into the thick hairy mound. She found her moist clit and rubbed.
Trisha pulled Sally's lips up to her own again and let her finger her for almost a minute. "Touch yourself too."
"OK," Sally giggled while pushing her hand down under her slacks and panties until they found her own ready clitty. As she diddled with both, she looked into the sexy woman's eyes noticing that she had one hazel one and one brown one. When Trisha's tongue pushed out into the open she licked it to match the motions of her fingers on the damp pussies below.
Both were ready to blow when Sally's cell phone rang. "Don't answer it." Trisha said.
Sally's damp fingers picked it up from her desk and saw the big boss's caller ID. "I have to." She continued fingering Trisha as she said, "Hello Mr. Brennan."
Trisha giggled and spread her legs more.
"Yes sir. I'll have the report on your desk this morning. I'm sorry sir but I've been so busy." Her fingers didn't miss a beat until she pulled her right hand away and replaced it with her left one. As she continued playing with Trisha's pleasure button she wrote down the phone number where he would be at later. "Yes sir....thank you." Sally hung up and returned her fingers to her own need.
"Do you need me to finish that report?" Trisha whispered.
"Yes.......will you do it?" Sally asked.
"Yes but you will have to do something for me first."
Sally didn't know what she wanted until Trisha's hand moved to the top of her head and she felt it push downward. She was nervous when her knees hit the floor and when Trisha lifted her skirt. She looked at the woman's dripping pussy lips and closed her eyes when her tongue tasted another woman for the first time.
"Go slow," Trisha whispered. "We have enough time to get the report done." She leaned back against the desk and opened her legs to enable Sally's long hot tongue to taste over her pink gash. Her hands cupped Sally's head as she slowly humped up and down.
Sally's fingers held onto the large buttocks while Trisha raced for satisfaction. She wanted to please this woman so much. Her lips enclosed the raised clit and held on as Trisha climaxed.
"OH BABY. YOUR MOUTH AND TONGUE FEELS SO......OH GOD!"
Saturday morning went so slow for Brian and Sally as they got ready for Trisha. They were both sitting on the sofa when the doorbell rang. Sally jumped up and let her in.
"Hello Mr. Baker," Trisha said softly in her little girl voice. "I'm glad to meet you finally."
Brian tried not to stare at her full chest as he took her large fingers in his. "I'm glad to finally meet you too."
"Hi Mrs. Baker," Trisha said to Sally as she turned and moved her lips forward.
Sally didn't expect this so soon but when Trisha's lips touched hers she glanced over at Brian who had a shit-eating grin on his face. She opened her lips to let Trisha's tongue taste her own and then retreat.
"Well, dinner is ready," Sally said after their lips broke apart. She wanted the dinner to be over as soon as possible. Brian stayed behind the woman as they walked into the kitchen and admired Trisha's full ass which was wiggling and jiggling.
During the meal Brian asked Trisha where she was from.
"Omaha," Trisha answered as she sucked on a carrot stick. She saw him jump when she bit it in half.
"Wow, Omaha. I was in the service around there many years ago," Brian smiled. His hard-on had not gone down since he woke up that morning.
"It has probably changed a lot since you were there honey," Sally said gulping down her food.
"I like Chicago a lot better," Trisha smiled as she reached her hand over next to her and lightly fondled Sally's right breast.
"Jesus," Brian gasped. It had always been his wettest dream to see his wife and another woman together.
Trisha's eyes never left his as she pulled down the front of Sally's vee-neck sweater and slid her hand underneath. She knew he could see the shape of her fingers as they wormed down under the bra and cupped his wife's bare titty. "I really don't want desert right now."
"Me neither," Brian said as he pushed his chair back and stood displaying his six inch bulge.
Both women laughed and then turned to french kiss again. As far as Sally knew they were going to put on a show for him and then let him take Trisha's cherry.
"Uh...let's go to the bedroom," he whispered. He stood back as they paraded arm in arm by him. Trisha grabbed her bag and they moved up the stairs. They got to the bed and turned.
Trisha looked at the huge bed and reached into her bag. She held up the four strands of rope. "First you have to remove your clothes."
Suddenly Brian got shy. "Why don't we all strip?"
"Nope. You have to do it first and then we tie you up." Trisha took Sally's hand and brought it up to cover her large breast.
"OK," he smiled. "But I can make you a lot happier if I can use my hands."
"That's later," Trisha smiled. As he slowly removed his tee shirt Sally played with her raised nipple through her pink blouse. She watched him push down his jeans over his tighty-whities and smiled at the lump pushing outwards. "Why Mr. Baker do you have a hard-on?"
"Oh yeah baby. I've got a big one here just for you," he smiled before jerking the undies down over his pink shaft. Since she was a virgin he figured it looked big to her.
He flopped on his back and put his hands and feet out to be tied. His cock pointed upward ready for some action.
"Get his feet," Trisha said to Sally as she tossed her the ropes. They both hurried to tie him until Trisha pulled on all ropes to make sure he couldn't get out.
"Satisfied?" Brian asked with a big smile. "Why don't you climb on and I'll make you a real woman?"
Trisha didn't acknowledge him while she turned and slowly stripped Sally of her clothing. "Take mine off." She turned facing him as Sally pulled off her blouse and skirt.
"Show me those titties baby," Brian said with wide eyes.
Sally released the bra and it fell down her arms and off her pink mounds.
"Jesus they are bigger than I thought," he laughed. "Come here and let me suck on them."
Instead she stood still as Sally pushed the panties down over her full bush. After the panties moved down and off Trisha pushed Sally down on her knees again. "Show your husband how much you like my pussy."
Sally giggled and dove into the pubes. Her tongue found the familiar clitoris and licked while her lips closed around it. "Did she tell you she did this to me yesterday in her office?"
"She did?" Brian asked now about as hot as he could get without stroking his cock. "Untie my hands and I'll show her how to make you scream." He pulled on the ropes and realized he couldn't move.
"Let's go next to him," Trisha whispered to Sally. They climbed up onto the bed and twisted their bodies together while again finding each other's mouths and tongues.
"Yeah, just like that," Brian said twisting his neck to see their hands touching and probing. He tried to turn his body to press his cock into Trisha's big behind but the ropes were too tight. "I can't wait to get some of that ass," he laughed.
It was then that Trisha pushed Sally onto her back and slid her face and lips into the older woman's pussy. She knew she was good at eating pussy and also knew that Sally would soon be screaming.
Sally was shoulder to shoulder with her husband when he started begging. "Please untie me honey."
"No," Sally whispered back. She wanted Trisha and her long hot tongue to herself. Brian had gone down on her many times but never....never like this. Her fingers clawed at the sheets below as her pussy was probed, licked and sucked.
"Hey enough of this shit," Brian gasped seeing his wife's body trembling and about to cum. He pulled o the ropes against but it only tightened the knots.
Trisha knew that Sally was lost in lust and knew it was time for her surprise. She moved her body back and looked at the wanton woman's body below. "And, now I'm going to tell you something about your husband."
"My husband?" Sally repeated still in heat and need.
"Yes you see 24 years or so ago your husband met a young virgin girl who worked at the Base Exchange."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Brian asked.
"Don't you remember that young girl you seduced and took to the campground?"
Suddenly Brian remembered. "Sally she's full of shit. I didn't Ra*e that girl."
"Why Brian. I didn't say anything about Ra*e." Trisha giggled as she leaned over the bed and into her bag and pulled out an eight inch dildo.
"What the fuck are you going to do with that?" He asked with opened eyes.
"Did you Ra*e a girl in Omaha?" Sally asked as she turned to look at him.
"Oh he raped her alright but he said she wanted it," She strapped the belt around her waist and spit on her hand before rubbing it over the tip.
"SALLY DON'T BELIEVE HER!" He yelled. "When I get out of these ropes I'm going to.."
"What? Ra*e me like you did my mother?" Trisha asked as she leaned forward and gently rubbed the dildo over Sally's damp lips.
"Don't Ra*e my wife or I'll report you to the police," he said bending his necked to see the pink crown press into the outer lips.
"He raped your mother. OH MY GOD. YOU ARE HIS DAUGHTER!" Sally cried out as the thick cock pressed into her hot hole.
"STOP IT!" He yelled. "YOU'LL GO TO JAIL FOR THIS!" But he then heard moans coming from his wife.
"Ohhh."
Trisha only rubbed the tip into her inner lips. "Tell him that you want me to fuck you."
"Ohhh........that feels so......please....ohhh...yes....please fuck me," Sally begged.
"HELP! HELP!" He screamed but no one heard him as Trisha fucked his wife for almost ten hot minutes. He could only watch his wife's eyes roll back into her sockets with each thrust. The women's lips met again and again as their hands and fingers caressed and touched. His own cock had shrunk and was lying placid on his thigh while his body bounced on the moving bed.
Ten minutes later Sally's eyes opened when she came. She tried to scream but the pleasure kept her voice inside. Never had she felt so wonderful and fulfilled.
Trisha pulled the rubber cock from Sally's damp hole and removed the belt. She tossed it on the floor and pulled the woman up next to the bed. "I wanted to tell you but I thought it was better this way."
"I'll get you bitch," he glared.
"How did you find him?" Sally asked as she hugged her step daughter.
"Days before the trial he went AWOL and changed his name. His name is really Scott Thompson."
"Is that true?" Sally asked in shock at the man she had been married to for twenty-years.
"Honey I can explain," he said hopelessly.
He went to his high school reunion a few years ago and left his address." Trisha smiled.
"You can't get me for Ra*e," he smiled. "It's been too long."
"True but I can screw up your life like you did my mother's years ago," Trisha smiled. She looked at Sally and turned her head and kissed her.
"Sally.........I love you. You know that. I've always been a good husband."
"Let's go find someplace really quiet," Sally whispered. She then reached into the night table by the bed and took out a large scarf.
"What the hell do you think you are going to do with that?" He said as she lunged onto the bed and pushed it length wise across his mouth. She quickly tied it and looked at her now quiet husband.
"You know I did this to get even with him but I really like being with you," Trisha giggled as they walked out the doorway.
"Me too," Sally smiled as she held onto the large dildo. "Will you fuck me again?"
"Yes and I want you to make me a real woman," Trisha laughed as she glanced back at her biological father and gave him the finger.
******
Sally Barker watched Trisha, the young girl she had hired, come in each day going through the same routine. She hung up her coat, put her purse in her desk and carried her bagged lunch to the break room. She knew Tricia was not married and worked late each night even though she really didn't have to. She dressed in very conservative clothes and although she was overweight she had a very cute face and smile.
The young woman had requested to work for her after her job interview for five job openings. Although her office assistant job did not require a college degree Trisha insisted she wanted to work for Sally.
"Good morning Trisha," Sally said while walking up to her desk. "How was your weekend?"
"OK, I guess," the girl answered.
"Did you do anything exciting?" Sally asked.
"Not really. Just kind of sat around."
Sally felt sorry for her because that was the answer she had received for the past six months. She didn't think the girl was dating anyone and really wondered what was up. "How would you like to have a drink with me after work?"
"I really don't drink," Trisha said looking down.
"Just have a soda with me."
"I guess I can do that," Trisha smiled. It was the first smile that Sally had seen in quite a while.
"Over here!" Sally yelled while waving one hand at the girl who was standing in the doorway of the pub. She had called her husband Brian to tell him she would be late.
"Hi," Trisha said as she pulled off her full wool coat and scarf. She smoothed down the front of her blouse and slid into the booth across from her boss. The waitress had followed her to the table.
"What can I get you?"
"A diet Coke," Trisha said softly. She noticed a martini glass in front of Sally.
"Have you ever had a chocolate martini?" Sally asked.
"No. I don't drink alcohol," Trisha answered. She didn't want to tell the woman that she was on one of her many diets.
Sally let it go and they sat looking at each other. "You've been with the company for almost six months and I don't know anything about you."
"There's not much to know," Trisha said nervously. "I graduated from a college in the Midwest and moved to Chicago. This is my first job."
Sally decided to go for it. "So you're not dating anyone?"
Trisha took a deep breath. "No."
With one word answers Sally knew she was not getting very far. "So what do you like to do when you are not at work?"
"Read mostly," she replied. "I like to walk on the Navy Pier when it is warm enough."
The waitress brought the Diet Coke and they talked for almost an hour more. Sally found out that she was from a very small town and had really never had a serious relationship. From the girl's history Sally wondered if this 23 year-old woman was still a virgin. "Bring us two chocolate martinis," Sally told the waitress. Trisha didn't stop her.
After just one martini Trisha loosened up and let out most of her secrets. She never knew her father and had a mother who would not allow her to date. She went to an all girl college and talked to her mother every night before she goes to bed.
"Wow," Sally said as she ordered two more martinis. "It's time for you to let loose." She watched as Trisha pulled off her button-down sweater and saw the girls nice round breasts. "Would you like to come to my house for dinner on Saturday?"
"I guess so," Trisha giggled. The one drink had gone quickly to her head. Only once before at a mixer party in college had she really had booze before. They talked about some of the others in their office and when Trisha finished the second drink she almost fell asleep. "I think I had too much."
Sally laughed. "I better drive you home." She knew the girl normally took the train to work.
"I don't want to bother you," Trisha said feeling lightheaded.
Sally put two twenties on the table and helped Trisha put on her coat. "Come on."
The girl managed to keep her eyes open enough to direct Sally to her one bedroom basement apartment that was under a residential home in Cicero. She held Trisha's arm as they slowly walked down the six steps and used her keys to open the door. But before they got inside Trisha turned and threw up. Most of it covered the front of her sweater and blouse. "Oh God I'm sorry you had to see that."
"That's OK. I'm glad I'm here to help you," Sally said as she pulled the girl into the apartment, closed the door and took off her coat.
"Let me help you." Sally pulled off the soaked sweater and tossed it on the tile floor by the door. She unbuttoned the girl's blouse before Trisha could complain and pulled it off her huge breasts covered with a large white bra. Some of the fluids had stained the bra.
"You need to take this off to," Sally said as she reached around the unsteady girl to find the clasp.
"Oh no don't," Trisha said feeling the bra release and the straps and cups moving away from her pure white treasures. They both looked down at the 38DD mounds with large light pink aureoles. The hard tips stuck out almost an inch. Trisha's hands quickly moved up to cover her excitement.
Sally tossed the bra onto the blouse and grabbed Trisha's arm. "Come on we have to get you cleaned up."
"I can do....it," Trisha complained but found herself almost falling as she tried to walk with the woman into the small bathroom.
"Shhh," Sally whispered. They moved into the bathroom and Sally turned on and adjusted the temperature of the water. Trisha's eyes closed and she started to lean but Sally put her arm around the girl's waist and held her up. She grabbed a face cloth and wetted it before directing it between the large titties. Never had she seen breasts this big with absolutely no sag. As she rubbed the warm cloth over the hard nipples Trisha moaned but kept her eyes closed.
"Let's dry you off," Sally whispered before grabbing a small towel and rubbing over the damp areas. She again touched the nipples and again Trisha moaned.
Two minutes later Sally managed to get the girl into her bedroom. As she supported her with one hand she pulled down the covers on the bed and then guided Trisha onto her back on the bed with her legs dangling over. Her two breasts pointed up like booster rockets ready to launch. Trisha's arms and hands were spread directly out to the sides.
Sally smiled as she reached over and released the snap on the side of Trisha's skirt. After pulling down the small zipper she grabbed the waistband and pulled. It slid under the girl's ass and down across the front of her panty-hose until they continued down off her feet. It looked as if Trisha had passed out but she wasn't sure. "We need to get the pantyhose off."
Getting the skirt off was easy but the hose was going to be a problem. She jerked them hard and managed to get them halfway off her basic white panties but they bunched up in the back. "I guess these have to go too," Sally smiled while grabbing the waistband of the panties and pulling them down to the pantyhose. Now when she pulled both they slid easily under the girl's bare ass and down her meaty thighs. She stopped at her knees and looked at the large growth of curly black hair guarding the girl's pussy. It was so hairy the growth had spread to the insides of the white thighs. She wondered if she had ever worn a bathing suit.
After removing the panties and hose Sally stood back and looked at the 23 year old chubby but curvy body. She lifted the feet up onto the bed and turned the girl until she was lying lengthwise with her sleeping head on the pillow. "Just wait until Brian sees those breasts." Sally sat back down on the bed.
"So are you a virgin?" Sally giggled. She moved her hand over the deep navel and then pushed her middle finger down into the thick bush until she found the top of her slit. She heard the girl moan again and then felt her body lifting as she rubbed down over the swollen clitoris. The legs opened and Sally's finger froze.
"Are you awake?" she wondered. Trisha's hips lowered and Sally's finger continued down into her inner lips aways until she found the restriction. Hot juices covered her fingertip as she moved back to the clitty and gently rubbed it while looking at the girl's closed eyes.
"Ohhh," Trisha moaned.
Sally rubbed some more and then froze her finger again. Trisha's hips again rose to press into the hard digit. She smiled and pulled her finger and hand away. After pulling the sheet up over the round nakedness she hurried from the apartment.
Brian was sitting in his favorite chair reading when his wife came into the den. "So did you have to work late?"
Sally smiled and lowered herself to her knees in front of his chair. He continued holding his book while she reached over and pulled open the button on his pajama bottoms. She fished inside and pulled out his limp four inch penis. As her thumb rubbed across the crown she looked up at him. "Remember how you used to bug me about having a threesome?"
"Uh yes but that...that was years ago," he moaned feeling his penis starting to swell. "We could never agree on it being a man or woman."
"I think I found somebody," she giggled. Her fingers curled around his six inch hard-on.
"Another man?" He asked remembering that she would only do it if it was another man.
"No. A young woman," she whispered before moving her head down to lick off a drop of precum. "A virgin."
"Oh shit," he groaned. Her mouth opened and her lips quickly swallowed all of him until they pressed into his thick bush. "A virgin. How old is......she?"
Sally pulled her lips away making a popping sound. "Twenty-three." Suddenly his hot spunk shot up from his hard tip almost striking her head. "She's coming to dinner on Saturday."
Sally was on the phone when Trisha came in the next morning. After hanging up she called the girl to come to her office. She still wondered if Trisha had been awake when she had fingered her.
"Good morning Mrs. Barker," Trisha smiled as she walked into the room. "Thank you for taking me home last night and I guess I must have gotten sick."
"You don't remember much do you?" Sally smiled. She noticed that the girl was wearing a tight sweater and skirt which was quite different from her normally conservative apparel.
"No Ma'am. Did you have some work for me to do?"
"Uh no. I just wanted to make sure you are alright. And, don't forget you are coming to my house for dinner Saturday night."
"I won't forget," Trisha smiled. She turned to walk out and stopped and looked back. "Thank you for helping me to bed last night."
Sally was about to say 'you're welcome' but the girl turned and left. "Shit maybe she was awake?"
Not much was said the rest of the day and it was on Wednesday when Sally found a red rose on her desk. She sent Trisha a thank you email and the girl wrote one back that she couldn't wait until Saturday. That night when Sally was leaving Trisha walked into her office and closed the door.
"Mrs. Baker I'm so happy you invited me to your house," Trisha began as she moved to her standing boss. "This is the first time anyone here has really been nice to me."
Sally smiled as the girl moved closer and closer until her arms moved behind Sally's back. Their bodies crushed together as her ass moved back against her desk for support. With their breasts pushed together Trisha moved her head back and looked into Sally's eyes. It was Sally who pushed her lips forward until they touched Trisha's.
Seconds seemed like hours as their lips pressed and held. Trisha felt her bosses tongue move out and lick over her lower lip before she jerked her head back. Her body jumped back as well. "Why Mrs. Barker you.......you...you frenched me!" She turned and hurried out the door.
"Shit. What was that?" Sally asked herself now afraid the woman was going to turn her in for sexual harassment. By the time she got outside Trisha was gone.
"Is she still coming?" Brian asked his wife when she got home.
"I think so but I'm not sure. She hugged me today and seemed that she wanted me to kiss her but when I did she acted surprised and ran out my door."
"Hell Sally you might be wrong about her," Brian said. "You could get into a lot of trouble if we come on to her Saturday night."
"I think she is a big tease," Sally said with a sly grin.
Trisha acted like nothing had happened the next morning. It was later that afternoon as Sally leaned over Trisha's shoulder to look at a report that the girl moved her head sideways to press into Sally's left breast. Sally didn't move and waited until Trisha's head slightly lifted and lowered. No one could see around the cubicle when Sally shifted her body until her whole breast pressed into the back of Trisha's head. Again she moved her head against the soft mound and hard nipple and then slowly turned her body and head around until her face and mouth pressed into the smaller 34B titty. When she smiled Sally knew then the girl was teasing her. They heard someone's footsteps and both quickly broke apart.
Sally worked late that night until it was dark outside and thought that Trisha had left but she looked up and saw her standing in front of her desk. "TRISHA! You scared me." Sally said covering her heart area. She noticed that the door had somehow been closed without her knowing it.
"Mrs. Barker. I need to ask you a question," Trisha whispered as she blushed.
"Certainly," Sally smiled as she stood and walked around next to her.
"Do you think I'm pretty?"
"God yes," Sally whispered as she brushed a curl of hair to the side that had fallen over her forehead. Her fingers gently rubbed over her dark thick eyebrows. "You have beautiful eyes." She saw Trisha smile. "And wonderful soft lips." She traced over them from one side to the other.
"Do you think that I'm fat?"
Sally glanced down at the full breasts and round hips. "You are well proportioned but most women would kill for breasts like yours."
"Would you? I mean would you rather have big breasts?" Trisha's eyes locked onto Sally's small cones. "I think yours are perfect."
Sally knew her nipples are hard as pebbles and that the young woman could easily see them. "My husband says they are too small."
"Can I........can I touch them?" Trisha blushed.
"Of course," Sally whispered feeling her heart racing and the moisture taking over in her panties. She looked down as the girls large fingers moved slowly upward while lightly grazing over the rigid tips. "Ummm," that feels good."
Trisha giggled and turned her hands before pushing forward to fully cup both breasts. "They feel different than mine." She gently massaged them and then reached to open the top button on her blouse. Sally didn't stop her as she released them all and then opened the green silk covering.
"I wish I had sexy underwear," Trisha commented before tracing around the white lace trim on the baby blue semi-cup bra. As she pulled down on the lace Sally's right nipple popped out and Trisha rubbed over it. "It's so much smaller than mine."
"Oh God," Sally moaned now leaning back against her desk for support.
"But you've seen mine haven't you?" Trisha whispered while toying with the sensitive tip.
"Yes."
"And you've even washed them and dried them haven't you?"
"Yes."
"And you've even seen me fully naked. Haven't you?" Trisha pulled down both cups and played with both excited nipples.
"Yes and you are so beautiful," Sally moaned. She felt the girl's fingers and hands drop and then saw Trisha's face coming closer. This time when their lips met it was Trisha's tongue that licked outward forcing her lips and teeth open. Sally tried to push her own tongue out but the girl's was bigger and she was the aggressor.
Trisha frenched the woman like she had done to so many girls back in the girl's college. She knew which buttons to push and soon had the woman's dress up to her waist and her chubby fingers down under the skimpy little thong.
"OH GOD!" Sally cried out while jerking her mouth from the invading tongue. The girl's thick middle finger pushed through her trimmed blonde bush into her dripping slit finding the hot oven. She pumped in and out and flicked over the raised clit until Sally grabbed onto her shoulders and screamed, "NOW OH GOD NOW! I'M CUMING!"
Trisha giggled and continued fingering her until Sally grabbed her wrist. "Please no more."
Trisha pulled her moist finger out and then licked it. "You're mine now aren't you?"
"Yes. I'm yours," Sally whispered as she tried to push her hand up under Trisha's dress but the girl slapped her hand away.
"It's getting late," Trisha smiled. "I'll see you in the morning." She turned and walked out leaving Sally totally confused.
Sally didn't get much sleep that night and on Thursday morning she arrived late and saw Trisha in her cube. "Are you alright Mrs. Barker?"
"Uh yes. I'm fine," Sally answered. She moved into her office and closed the door behind her. She suddenly realized that she was the one who was being seduced and that the woman had awakened some feeling deep within her. She tried to answer some emails but kept looking at the closed door hoping Trisha would come in.
It was almost noon when she ventured out only to find Trisha's desk empty and a note to her on top of it.
"Sally,
I left early to stop by my apartment.
Trisha."
Sally realized that she had not referred to her as Mrs. Baker and then it hit her that she wanted her to come to the apartment as well. She moved back into her office but a few minutes later was heading out the door.
"Come in," Trisha said after hearing the weak knock on the door.
Sally turned the knob and peeked in to see the woman sitting alone on the sofa. "Are you OK?"
"Yes now come in and close the door," Trisha said sharply. She watched the older woman do as she said and then walk up to the sofa. "Take off your coat."
Sally hesitated but did as the woman commanded. "Trisha I..."
"Quiet. Take off your blouse."
"No I'm not going to...."
"TAKE IT OFF!"
Sally jerked back and found her fingers releasing the buttons. She then pulled it from her shoulders and held it in her right hand.
Trisha smiled when she saw the woman was braless. "Throw your blouse on the sofa and touch your nipples."
"Trisha please." Sally begged feeling uneasy. "Let's go into your bedroom?"
"Not yet. Touch them."
Sally closed her eyes and gently rubbed her rigid nips. It felt so nasty touching herself in front of this other woman.
"Are you wet?"
"Yes, I'm so wet," Sally whispered knowing her pussy was dripping.
"Show me."
"Oh God," Sally thought while she released her skirt and let it fall at her feet. She kicked it aside and grabbed the waistband on her bright red panties. She started pushing them down quickly but Trisha stopped her.
"Go slow."
Last week Sally was this girl's boss but it was now she who was obeying Trisha's every command. The panties slowly pulled away from her damp lips and then inched lower across her tender thighs. The sensation was driving her pussy wild. They moved to the knees where Sally dropped them until they landed on her ankles. She picked one foot up at a time until they were gone and she was totally naked.
"Turn around," Trisha ordered.
Sally did a slow turn and held her breath.
"Walk backwards to me." Trisha watched the nice little butt wiggle on its way back until she reached out and cupped both cheeks.
"AHH!" Sally gasped not expecting the abrupt grab. She felt the fingers digging in until they hurt. "Please."
Trisha let go of her buns and said, "Bend forward."
"What are you going to do?" Sally asked not moving.
"Don't worry you will like it," Trisha laughed. She gently pushed on the upper back and saw the woman's body bending thus causing her ass to push back at her. "Open your legs."
Sweat beads formed on Sally's forehead while her feet moved to the side causing her butt cheeks to open and her damp pussy lips to be exposed. She put her hands on her knees and waited.
"You've been a bad girl," Trisha giggled. "Haven't you?"
"No." Sally answered.
"Oh yes you have," Trisha laughed. "You thought I was asleep when you touched my pussy." Trisha moved her hand up the woman's thighs and then pushed her thumb up into the pink glistening lips. She felt Sally jerk slightly but didn't pull away. "You found out that I was a virgin didn't you?"
"Yes."
"But you are not a VIRGIN!" Trisha pushed her thick thumb up into Sally's depths. "ARE YOU?"
"NO! OH GOD!" Sally felt the thick thumb jab in and out and then be replaced by her middle finger.
"Sit back on my lap."
Sally eased her ass backwards and downwards while Trisha continued finger-fucking her. It felt so good that she dropped her head back onto Trisha's shoulder. "Please don't stop."
Trisha giggled and then reached her free hand up under Sally's arm until she cupped her breast and toyed with the nipple. "You and your husband were planning on seducing me Saturday night weren't you?"
"Yes. Ohhh Trisha that feels so good."
Trisha laughed. "Saturday night I'm going to let you touch me and kiss me. Will you like that?"
"Let me touch you now," Sally said as she tried to reach up under her ass to feel Trisha's crotch covered by her slacks.
"Not yet," she said grabbing Sally's wrist and pulling it back from her covered pussy. She continued fingering Sally until the woman was ready to burst. "On Saturday night your husband cannot fuck me," Trish whispered.
"But how will we?" Sally gasped. She wanted to cum at that moment but Trisha was teasing around her clitty.
"Here is how," Trisha whispered. For the next five minutes she told Sally the plan and then finally rubbed the woman's clitty until she screamed.
"OHHH YES OH YES!!!"
On this night Brian met his wife at the door. "Is she still coming?"
"Yes and I know now she has been teasing me," Sally smiled.
"Really? Tell me. What happened?"
She took his hand and led him to the sofa. "We kissed today. I mean really kissed."
"NO SHIT! WITH TONGUES?"
"Yes for almost five minutes. She is hot and ready," Sally whispered. "I told her about how we both want to make love with her."
"You did. Shit fire. What did she say?"
"She said she would consider it if..."
"IF WHAT? ANYTHING. TELL HER ANYTHING!"
Sally hesitated. "She wants us to tie you up."
"Tie me up." He repeated. "No one is going to tie me up."
"It's the only way she will agree to a threesome."
"Fuck!" Brian said out loud.
"We will then strip and then she will fuck you," Sally grinned.
"Tell me about her tits one more time," he begged.
"They are so big and firm," she whispered. "Her nipples stick out this far." Sally put the tip of her thumb on the first knuckle of her index finger. She then reached down to caress his hard bulge in his jeans.
"OK......tie me up......anything as long as I get to suck those titties," Brian laughed. He reached over and touched Sally's little boobs which were still sore from Trisha's caresses the past few days.
"I have a headache," Sally said before jumping off the sofa and heading upstairs for a long hot bath.
On Friday morning Sally beat Trisha to the office and when she saw the women turn the corner to her cubicle she motioned for her to come inside her office. Once inside she closed the door and pulled the younger woman into her arms. Their lips met, opened and their tongues danced together until they were both panting.
Sally moved her hand up and cupped the massive mound expecting Trisha to stop her but she didn't.
"Did he agree to it?" Trisha whispered. She pushed Sally back and pulled up the sweater over her new black bra. Her fingers grabbed the cup and pulled it down until the long hard pink nipple appeared.
"Yes. We can tie him up," Sally smiled as her fingers touched and pushed the tip back and forth.
"You can suck it," Trisha whispered while pulling Sally's head downward until the woman's lips engulfed the hard bud. Her eyes closed while the inexperienced lips and tongue worked and worked. "I'm not wearing panties."
Sally's right hand flew down to the bare knee and dash up under the skirt until her fingers twisted into the thick hairy mound. She found her moist clit and rubbed.
Trisha pulled Sally's lips up to her own again and let her finger her for almost a minute. "Touch yourself too."
"OK," Sally giggled while pushing her hand down under her slacks and panties until they found her own ready clitty. As she diddled with both, she looked into the sexy woman's eyes noticing that she had one hazel one and one brown one. When Trisha's tongue pushed out into the open she licked it to match the motions of her fingers on the damp pussies below.
Both were ready to blow when Sally's cell phone rang. "Don't answer it." Trisha said.
Sally's damp fingers picked it up from her desk and saw the big boss's caller ID. "I have to." She continued fingering Trisha as she said, "Hello Mr. Brennan."
Trisha giggled and spread her legs more.
"Yes sir. I'll have the report on your desk this morning. I'm sorry sir but I've been so busy." Her fingers didn't miss a beat until she pulled her right hand away and replaced it with her left one. As she continued playing with Trisha's pleasure button she wrote down the phone number where he would be at later. "Yes sir....thank you." Sally hung up and returned her fingers to her own need.
"Do you need me to finish that report?" Trisha whispered.
"Yes.......will you do it?" Sally asked.
"Yes but you will have to do something for me first."
Sally didn't know what she wanted until Trisha's hand moved to the top of her head and she felt it push downward. She was nervous when her knees hit the floor and when Trisha lifted her skirt. She looked at the woman's dripping pussy lips and closed her eyes when her tongue tasted another woman for the first time.
"Go slow," Trisha whispered. "We have enough time to get the report done." She leaned back against the desk and opened her legs to enable Sally's long hot tongue to taste over her pink gash. Her hands cupped Sally's head as she slowly humped up and down.
Sally's fingers held onto the large buttocks while Trisha raced for satisfaction. She wanted to please this woman so much. Her lips enclosed the raised clit and held on as Trisha climaxed.
"OH BABY. YOUR MOUTH AND TONGUE FEELS SO......OH GOD!"
Saturday morning went so slow for Brian and Sally as they got ready for Trisha. They were both sitting on the sofa when the doorbell rang. Sally jumped up and let her in.
"Hello Mr. Baker," Trisha said softly in her little girl voice. "I'm glad to meet you finally."
Brian tried not to stare at her full chest as he took her large fingers in his. "I'm glad to finally meet you too."
"Hi Mrs. Baker," Trisha said to Sally as she turned and moved her lips forward.
Sally didn't expect this so soon but when Trisha's lips touched hers she glanced over at Brian who had a shit-eating grin on his face. She opened her lips to let Trisha's tongue taste her own and then retreat.
"Well, dinner is ready," Sally said after their lips broke apart. She wanted the dinner to be over as soon as possible. Brian stayed behind the woman as they walked into the kitchen and admired Trisha's full ass which was wiggling and jiggling.
During the meal Brian asked Trisha where she was from.
"Omaha," Trisha answered as she sucked on a carrot stick. She saw him jump when she bit it in half.
"Wow, Omaha. I was in the service around there many years ago," Brian smiled. His hard-on had not gone down since he woke up that morning.
"It has probably changed a lot since you were there honey," Sally said gulping down her food.
"I like Chicago a lot better," Trisha smiled as she reached her hand over next to her and lightly fondled Sally's right breast.
"Jesus," Brian gasped. It had always been his wettest dream to see his wife and another woman together.
Trisha's eyes never left his as she pulled down the front of Sally's vee-neck sweater and slid her hand underneath. She knew he could see the shape of her fingers as they wormed down under the bra and cupped his wife's bare titty. "I really don't want desert right now."
"Me neither," Brian said as he pushed his chair back and stood displaying his six inch bulge.
Both women laughed and then turned to french kiss again. As far as Sally knew they were going to put on a show for him and then let him take Trisha's cherry.
"Uh...let's go to the bedroom," he whispered. He stood back as they paraded arm in arm by him. Trisha grabbed her bag and they moved up the stairs. They got to the bed and turned.
Trisha looked at the huge bed and reached into her bag. She held up the four strands of rope. "First you have to remove your clothes."
Suddenly Brian got shy. "Why don't we all strip?"
"Nope. You have to do it first and then we tie you up." Trisha took Sally's hand and brought it up to cover her large breast.
"OK," he smiled. "But I can make you a lot happier if I can use my hands."
"That's later," Trisha smiled. As he slowly removed his tee shirt Sally played with her raised nipple through her pink blouse. She watched him push down his jeans over his tighty-whities and smiled at the lump pushing outwards. "Why Mr. Baker do you have a hard-on?"
"Oh yeah baby. I've got a big one here just for you," he smiled before jerking the undies down over his pink shaft. Since she was a virgin he figured it looked big to her.
He flopped on his back and put his hands and feet out to be tied. His cock pointed upward ready for some action.
"Get his feet," Trisha said to Sally as she tossed her the ropes. They both hurried to tie him until Trisha pulled on all ropes to make sure he couldn't get out.
"Satisfied?" Brian asked with a big smile. "Why don't you climb on and I'll make you a real woman?"
Trisha didn't acknowledge him while she turned and slowly stripped Sally of her clothing. "Take mine off." She turned facing him as Sally pulled off her blouse and skirt.
"Show me those titties baby," Brian said with wide eyes.
Sally released the bra and it fell down her arms and off her pink mounds.
"Jesus they are bigger than I thought," he laughed. "Come here and let me suck on them."
Instead she stood still as Sally pushed the panties down over her full bush. After the panties moved down and off Trisha pushed Sally down on her knees again. "Show your husband how much you like my pussy."
Sally giggled and dove into the pubes. Her tongue found the familiar clitoris and licked while her lips closed around it. "Did she tell you she did this to me yesterday in her office?"
"She did?" Brian asked now about as hot as he could get without stroking his cock. "Untie my hands and I'll show her how to make you scream." He pulled on the ropes and realized he couldn't move.
"Let's go next to him," Trisha whispered to Sally. They climbed up onto the bed and twisted their bodies together while again finding each other's mouths and tongues.
"Yeah, just like that," Brian said twisting his neck to see their hands touching and probing. He tried to turn his body to press his cock into Trisha's big behind but the ropes were too tight. "I can't wait to get some of that ass," he laughed.
It was then that Trisha pushed Sally onto her back and slid her face and lips into the older woman's pussy. She knew she was good at eating pussy and also knew that Sally would soon be screaming.
Sally was shoulder to shoulder with her husband when he started begging. "Please untie me honey."
"No," Sally whispered back. She wanted Trisha and her long hot tongue to herself. Brian had gone down on her many times but never....never like this. Her fingers clawed at the sheets below as her pussy was probed, licked and sucked.
"Hey enough of this shit," Brian gasped seeing his wife's body trembling and about to cum. He pulled o the ropes against but it only tightened the knots.
Trisha knew that Sally was lost in lust and knew it was time for her surprise. She moved her body back and looked at the wanton woman's body below. "And, now I'm going to tell you something about your husband."
"My husband?" Sally repeated still in heat and need.
"Yes you see 24 years or so ago your husband met a young virgin girl who worked at the Base Exchange."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Brian asked.
"Don't you remember that young girl you seduced and took to the campground?"
Suddenly Brian remembered. "Sally she's full of shit. I didn't Ra*e that girl."
"Why Brian. I didn't say anything about Ra*e." Trisha giggled as she leaned over the bed and into her bag and pulled out an eight inch dildo.
"What the fuck are you going to do with that?" He asked with opened eyes.
"Did you Ra*e a girl in Omaha?" Sally asked as she turned to look at him.
"Oh he raped her alright but he said she wanted it," She strapped the belt around her waist and spit on her hand before rubbing it over the tip.
"SALLY DON'T BELIEVE HER!" He yelled. "When I get out of these ropes I'm going to.."
"What? Ra*e me like you did my mother?" Trisha asked as she leaned forward and gently rubbed the dildo over Sally's damp lips.
"Don't Ra*e my wife or I'll report you to the police," he said bending his necked to see the pink crown press into the outer lips.
"He raped your mother. OH MY GOD. YOU ARE HIS DAUGHTER!" Sally cried out as the thick cock pressed into her hot hole.
"STOP IT!" He yelled. "YOU'LL GO TO JAIL FOR THIS!" But he then heard moans coming from his wife.
"Ohhh."
Trisha only rubbed the tip into her inner lips. "Tell him that you want me to fuck you."
"Ohhh........that feels so......please....ohhh...yes....please fuck me," Sally begged.
"HELP! HELP!" He screamed but no one heard him as Trisha fucked his wife for almost ten hot minutes. He could only watch his wife's eyes roll back into her sockets with each thrust. The women's lips met again and again as their hands and fingers caressed and touched. His own cock had shrunk and was lying placid on his thigh while his body bounced on the moving bed.
Ten minutes later Sally's eyes opened when she came. She tried to scream but the pleasure kept her voice inside. Never had she felt so wonderful and fulfilled.
Trisha pulled the rubber cock from Sally's damp hole and removed the belt. She tossed it on the floor and pulled the woman up next to the bed. "I wanted to tell you but I thought it was better this way."
"I'll get you bitch," he glared.
"How did you find him?" Sally asked as she hugged her step daughter.
"Days before the trial he went AWOL and changed his name. His name is really Scott Thompson."
"Is that true?" Sally asked in shock at the man she had been married to for twenty-years.
"Honey I can explain," he said hopelessly.
He went to his high school reunion a few years ago and left his address." Trisha smiled.
"You can't get me for Ra*e," he smiled. "It's been too long."
"True but I can screw up your life like you did my mother's years ago," Trisha smiled. She looked at Sally and turned her head and kissed her.
"Sally.........I love you. You know that. I've always been a good husband."
"Let's go find someplace really quiet," Sally whispered. She then reached into the night table by the bed and took out a large scarf.
"What the hell do you think you are going to do with that?" He said as she lunged onto the bed and pushed it length wise across his mouth. She quickly tied it and looked at her now quiet husband.
"You know I did this to get even with him but I really like being with you," Trisha giggled as they walked out the doorway.
"Me too," Sally smiled as she held onto the large dildo. "Will you fuck me again?"
"Yes and I want you to make me a real woman," Trisha laughed as she glanced back at her biological father and gave him the finger.
The End
