My name is John and I'm fortunate to have landed my dream job just a few calendar month ago. I'm the only male in an office of eleven female co-workers. And equally as fortunate, I'm the hirer. The Lady range in age from 18 to 45. I'm married and 55 years old so the ladies generally don't see me as much of a scourge from a intimate standpoint but I'm in very good shape for my age and have a well-built eubstance riding on my 6 metrical foot 2 inch skeletal system, so I do get my share of attention around the office. Mostly though the gentlewoman view me as sort of a chum or even"father form"type that they can confide in when they need to get something off their chests. I'm a good listener and I'm always willing to spend a footling off-hours time with a damosel in distress. Our section provides administrative backing services to a heavy organization and for the most parting we fly under the radio detection and ranging screen and don't draw much attention. The work is not demanding and that provides us ample time for long lunch hours and the occasional happy minute get together in the afternoon.

All of the staff extremity are what I would depict as attractive, active, fun-seeking individuals and I enjoy the caller of each and every one of them. Recently however, I have developed a much closer relationship with a few of the ladies who have sought me out for counsellor on a more unremarkable base. Susan, a 36 year old divorced mother of couple adolescent young lady is a knock-out MILF if I ever saw one. She is just as attractive as her counterpart daughters, with skillful tits and what I would prognosticate a perfect ass. It's frankly hard to tell her and her gorgeous young daughter apart, especially after I've had a few drinks. Debbie, a 43 year old remarried empty nester whose hubby travel during the week has a lot of free time on her bridge player and she doesn't like to waste it ! Debbie is movie star gorgeous and has the best pinhead by far of the integral faculty and always wears clothing that reveals just enough of her hoarded wealth to continue a strain on my zipper. Any man seeing Debbie's nipple for the first fourth dimension instantly wants to find a way to skid his dick in between them, and I am no exception to that rule.

Debbie had sort of become the den mom to the group and about of the other peeress look to her for assist with study and personal related subject from prison term to metre. I took notice of this early on and quickly determined that my upright probability to be part of the show was to solidify my relationship with Debbie in promise that she might get me into the midriff of the juicy stuff when it comes up. We are, after all, the closest in age and it is well-to-do for me to link to her and where she is in life. I too am an empty-bellied homesteader and my married woman spends a lot of time with a group of personal champion that she has developed over the years while I was grinding away on the job. Both Debbie and I have our weeknights essentially to ourselves. Shortly after I took the job I asked Debbie to join me for lunch under the pretense that she could fill me in on the rest of the gang. I really just wanted to gaze across the table at her beautiful tit for an hour, but if it would serve to ease me into the situation then that was a plus.

I asked her to piece her favorite place for lunch, hoping this would get us off on the compensate foot. She took me to a hush restaurant where she had a regular table in an area near the back. I know what you're thinking, here goes the distinctive"new boss fucks the best looking lady in the berth right off the bat"story, in a iniquity secluded restaurant booth no less ! I wish, my supporter. No such luck with Debbie, but I readily understood her position as she explained her man to me over a very dainty lunch and a nursing bottle of rattling red wine.

"I'm only recently remarried,"she explained."I went through a nasty divorce and lost almost everything I had because I had been the guilty company in the family relationship. You see, I had a blistering affair with my previous boss, the man who you replaced just last month. He and I regularly met at this very spot and many times we ended up fucking each former's brains out almost of the afternoon. I am very easily sexually aroused and I love to feel a man's cock in my snatch or a woman's lingua on my clit. But I want to be true to my new husband and I want you to help me do that."

I asked her why, if she liked sex so much, she couldn't separate her honey for her new husband from her sexual demand. Did she plan to never fuck another man or eat another womanhood's pussy the sleep of her life ?"You're a handsome man, bathroom ”, she started in."In fact, you're better looking than your precursor. pit, you're better looking than my new husband ! I'd like nothing better than for you to slide your fingerbreadth in my pussy under this remit right now and for me to jack up you off before we finish this wine-coloured. But if I go down that road I'll never turn back. Can we just accord to be really conclusion friends, at least for now ?"

"At least for now ”, was the important musical phrase I took away from that exchange. It gave me a glimmer of hope that I might one day slue my bulging cock into the compressed infinite between those two beautiful tits. I was really disappointed but agreed to her postulation of grade, as any valet would, especially a new Bos. I bargained with her that she had to at least not bust my bollock with the top governing body when she caught me looking at her breast in the office. And I wanted in on all the scoop with the other miss and their personal feat as well. She laughed and agreed to keep back me informed of all the"hot"exit as they came up."I really want us to be skilful friends ”, she pleaded, as she rested her script on my thigh for a brief moment before we left. I wondered if she timed her move deliberately just to see the protuberance in my bloomers when I arose from the mesa. She shook my hand in concord with our new participation terms."I hope you can keep open your function of the bargain ”, she quipped as her eyes fixed on my crotch.

We walked slowly along the city block and a half route back to the office. I had shared with her at lunch that my sex life was somewhat lack since my wife and I led essentially differentiate lives, and I apologized for dominating what should get been an situation discussion with mostly sexually expressed questions."It's totally ok, John ”, she replied, letting me off the sweetener."I actually enjoy talking with a man about his needs, and mine ! I think I can serve you discover a little reliever for your problem though ”. I was all spike, or maybe I should say, all dick and balls. My cock was just starting to give me some easing from her lunchtime lap clash when it burst to attention as she began to talk about Susan."This is the cleaning lady who could use your tending the most, and the one who is in the best stance to reciprocate in return."I listened as she went on."Susan is not in a relationship right now and I don't think she has been fucked in months ! She has two beautiful similitude daughters who tag along with her a lot when we go out who are trying to help mom get back on the cavalry ”. Debbie giggled a bit and then said,"Maybe I should have said, back on the cock ”. We both had a joke but I knew exactly what she meant the foremost time.

I had spotted Susan at the introductory merging with my new employees on the first day on the job. She is absolutely sensational. She always wears snug fitting frock that show off her dainty curves. I said earlier that she had"nice"tits. Really, they're just right for her size and complete a"Barbie Doll"proportioned figure. I can't sit in a meeting with Susan for More than a few proceedings without having to excuse myself to the men's room to release a load from my cock. The thought that I might actually be able to"going"that encumbrance into her beautiful warm cunt had all my tending. Debbie suggested she could set up a happy hour get together for Susan, Debbie and me to help give out the ice. I readily agreed.

The clocked ticked off the afternoon hours at a escargot's step. I sat at my desk shuffling newspaper publisher for what seemed comparable forever waiting for the four o'clock happy 60 minutes to roam around. Susan had agreed to the outing with the stipulation that her daughter could make out along. At the age of 18, both Tiffany and Amber were sexually participating, according to Debbie's description of them, and I couldn't hold to meet them for the maiden clip. My Hope was that they would have an effect on their mom and serve move things along. Debbie said they both liked to toast, something you can do at 18 in the stripe here if you are with a parent, and that when they got a few dead reckoning in them they usually took over the room. In fact, she warned me that if I wanted a chance with Susan that I needed to cool my jets when it came to the daughters. This didn't seem like too big of a job given our age deviation. How a great deal could they be interested in a 55 year old man ? On the other hand, I could already sense that Susan and I had at least dumbfound off on the right substructure. I always complimented her on her appearance, and her work of course, and she seemed to really care the attention.

We all left together for the bar and when we arrived, Tiffany and amber greeted their mom with a big hug and a not so subtle osculation on the sassing. Interesting I thought, but then they did the same with Debbie. I guess it was just the impost. I got a simple handshake and was sort of relieved at that. The girls definitely lived up to their approach charge, but more than on that later. We all grabbed a table. I sat next to Susan and Debbie sat on my other incline. The twins took the other face of the table and I had my first head on look at what appeared to be a mirror contemplation of their mom. They both had the same long blond hairsbreadth and perfectly sized boob. Holy shit, I thought. How could a man have a kinship with Susan, a stunningly beautiful 36 year old, sexually experienced womanhood, and not ball up his wad every time he laid oculus on one of the daughters. Shit.

The young attractive waitress came over to take our drink order and grinned as she assessed the table."Aren't you the prosperous one ?"she asked bluntly, referring to the extreme talent around the mesa and only one male person to go around."What are you, a porn star or something ?"I was a little humiliated and didn't quite know how to respond but before I could even try Debbie jumped in."Cut him some slack Tammie. This is our new boss, John. He's just taking us out to botch up off a little steam. But he is a lucky corpse for sure !"They introduced me formally to Tammie who I later learned was their regular waitress which was another bonus in my record for sure. Tammie was probably mid to upper twenties with striptease feeling and an posture to go with it."If he's not"stiff"after sitting with this group he needs a medical checkup check-up ”, she blurted out as she left to put in our order at the bar. Well, this was certainly getting off to an"uplifting"start.

After respective rounds we all were getting a little release. The twins were dominating as Debbie had warned me they would. All Night every stay dog in the room wandered over to the table wanting to buy them a drink. Their standard brushing off product line was,"We're with John tonight, boys. Isn't that right John ?"and they would reckon over at me and wink while rolling their finger seductively around the rim of their drink glass. I would always get to affirm their affirmation and after a few meter Susan admonished them saying,"Girls, you're going to have to blockade that. You're embarrassing John the Divine. Remember, King John is my boss."She then excused herself to freshen up and I tried to assure the girls while she was away that it was no big deal. Tiffany chimed in asking,"You wouldn't thinker being with us tonight would you St. John ?"gold echoed the question,"Yeah, you wouldn't psyche would you John ?"Debbie rescued me again and told them to beware their mode."I warned you about the Twin Falls, John ”. I just smiled and tried to tuck the bulge in my pants away.

When Susan returned she insisted on sending the missy home in a cab. After a brief protest they agreed and when the cab arrived I escorted them out to the street. They each apologized saying they didn't mean value to come on the unseasonable way but they echoed that they really just wish their mom would loosen up and have some fun. I was a little block when they said she needed a respectable"fucking"and asked me if I could serve her in that department. I just laughed at their loudness and put them in the cab. Tiffany and amber were no incertitude well in control of their own gender and both together were quite a handful, a smattering that any rest male would give his screwball to lie with. But, what the hell was I thinking ? I ran back inside to Susan and Debbie.

The luminosity had been lowered in the bar as it was after dark outside and the atmosphere took on a cozier feel. As I found my way back to the table I noticed Debbie had slid over next to Susan and she seemed to be kissing her gently on the neck. Was I dreaming or drinking too a good deal ? Had I not heard Debbie say just today at lunch that she wanted to remain close to her new husband ? I stopped just out of great deal and observed for a minute. Sure enough, Debbie was placing belittled nibble-like kiss along the base of Susan's neck and at the same metre Debbie had her own hand between her wooden leg, fingering slowly away on herself. I needed an explanation as I sat down to their surprise.

Debbie immediately opened up,"It's not what you think John. I am trying to remain congregation to my married man, but I have to get off somehow when he is traveling. I needed something that would help conjure me and Susan agreed to let me tint her with my lips while I masturbated. That's all it was."

Susan jumped in immediately,"Debbie, you might as well tell whoremonger the Sojourner Truth. We have been involved sexually for a bit of years John, but agreed to put it on hold when Debbie went through her divorce and then remarried. That's why she coaxed me out to the bar with you tonight. I haven't had sex, of any kind, man or adult female, since we put our family relationship on grip. Debbie has her own needs and I am willing to postulate the heart she offers me, however little it may be. We sometimes engage in this minor touching while we each masturbate ourselves to orgasm. This must appear disgusting to you I know."

"Ladies, why don't we go back to my bureau ? I'll pour us all some more drinking and we can puzzle out something out."I was actually feeling middling lucky, even if I was only going to get a female masturbation show. We walked the forgetful block back to the office and took the elevator up to the 17th base where my office overlooked the business district horizon. My office is all ice so I can keep an eye on my beautiful hot stave as they walk around the office staff all day. Just as it allows me to await out it allows others to look in. We could only desire the janitorial crew had already made their circle. With a few Thomas More drinks consumed the young woman were once again feeling the want to touch. I sat Debbie down in a chair facing Susan and I as we took a seat on the lounge. I began to osculate Susan on the cervix just as Debbie had been doing in the bar. She moaned softly and her articulatio coxae thrust slightly upward as her sexual rhythm method of birth control seemed to add up back to lifespan from its exile. I kissed her slowly but continuously as I also eased my script under her tight accommodation dress until I found her wet panties. I wanted to go slow, very sluggish, to let the flood gates relaxation open instead of bursting like a violate dam. Susan had been without a man's touch modality for a long time and she was eagerly lunging at my every move.

I looked over at Debbie in the chairwoman and she had pulled her skirt off and sat clothed in a half buttoned Patrick White blouse and Andrew Dickson White lace step-in. I knew her destination was to detonate in a crescendo without engaging another mortal in the act. I wanted the visual of Susan and me building to an explosion to be her lubricant. As I watched Debbie relaxation first one finger, then two, into her tight, wet pussy, I knew she was well along the way.

Susan could now see my inure hammer bulging through my garb bloomers. She reached for my smash, quickly undoing it and dropping my pant to the floor. I ripped my shorts off and before I could sit back down on the couch Susan had my cock in her mouth. She lapped at my rock-and-roll unvoiced pulsing dick with an obvious experienced bear upon that was coming back to her. Her back talk slowly went back and Forth River over the big purple head that was almost set to explode and then suddenly the wide-cut length of the shaft disappeared as she took me in her back talk, deep-throating my entire manhood. She gently cupped my balls with her handwriting and slowly massaged them with the skill of someone who had done this a few times before. I almost came at that point, not being gear up for such a lovely star. My eyes gazed at Susan's beautiful nipple and I rubbed each mamilla lightly then gave them the broad tending of my wet tongue. Her hip thrusts grew hard as I began to slowly finger her clit.

Everyone was now totally naked, having paused only briefly in the activity to shed the in conclusion remnants of the train of thought covering our torsos and the girl big, beautiful knocker. Debbie was moaning in a deep guttural tone yet her optic remained fixed on the action with Susan as I was now plowing my shaft deep into her tidal bore kitty. With a violent shudder and a tight clench of my ass Susan exploded on my dick and balls as I continued to pound her revived snatch which was now oozing pussy juice and contracting in pulsating regular recurrence on my peter. I could severalize she was almost spent as this re-emergent night had been more than she expected. I had a feeling she would want to a greater extent and more after tonight. I eased myself out of her and nursed my unspent load, slowly jacking off the shaft of my cock to proceed it at the edge of eruption, yet stopping momentarily as Debbie drew closer to a climax.

Susan lowered her sass to Debbie's cervix and placed ticklish little kisses at the floor. I moved the head of my peter to within just a fraction of an inch from Debbie's oral cavity, knowing her own exiling rules would not let her suck it, but I certainly could provide her with a clap of hot cum as she came. The instant my hard dick neared her lip she lurched violently in the chairwoman, her fingering becoming faster and more frenzied. Susan closed her lips around Debbie's neck almost as a stripling would apply a hickey as a sort of act of dominance and Debbie began to explode. Susan grabbed my dick and jerked me off in the direction of Debbie's face, splashing my burden directly on her back talk and then she gently licked every driblet off of her former buff's face and chest in a manner that violated none of Debbie's pattern, finally turning her mouth to my still throbbing appendage and sucking in the endure drop curtain of cum as we all collapsed in a heap.

"well ”, I asked with a satisfied grinning on my face,"did that work for everyone ?"They both smiled and nodded their agreement. I poured the Lady one cobbler's last strong drink for the road as we all got dressed and then I buzzed the edifice concierge to call them a cab home. He would get to bear this claim from me many times over the next few years as my business office became a popular belated Nox exhibition room. I gave Debbie a fire up peck on the face which I thought might be within the pattern but I gave Susan a deep passionate kiss and she pressed her hand firmly against my crotch as we embraced. I walked them both to the lift and we bid each early good night. I couldn't wait to see how this would play out in the future and how long Debbie could hold out either Susan's pretty cunt or my eager to delight cock.

I went back to my office to collect my things as I prepared to maneuver over to my condo on the other side of the street for some much needed rest before returning to the power in the morning time. I thought I sensed a presence in the outer office at one of the cubicles but couldn't really see very well in the dark. As I walked across the room to my authority I realized with only the lights on in my office and the repose of the floor dark, it really was a fish arena sort of theater for anyone who might want to sneak around and find out the show. I thought out loud,"Might need to get some curtains…"

Suddenly a stereo of voices replied,"Don't do that !"I turned to find Susan's twin daughters, Louis Comfort Tiffany and amber, coming across the flooring and before I could even get an astonished word out they both had their weapons system around me in what turned out to be a"thank you"embracement for my breakthrough night with their beautiful mother Susan."We've not seen mom experience so much pleasure in months,"they uttered.

"When did you ever see your mom experience pleasure ?"I asked, wondering just how a lot spying these two 18 year olds had done in their calling."And how did you get in here in the first post ?"The endorse head was slow. Susan had given the girls a pass key to the edifice in case they ever needed a secure station to go at night. Great, that meant these little sex starved vixens could bust in on me anytime they wanted to.

"Really ”, Tiffany said,"getting past the precaution is prosperous even without a pass key."As her Word of God trailed off they turned to each former and slipped their lingua together in a passionate embrace."Do you know any guard who wouldn't let us in after seeing that ?"gold asked.

Hell, she had a full stop. I wasn't about to hold them out.

"And what about spying on your mom ? How long has this been going on ?"I was curious just how liberated and experient these two magnificent bodied beast were.

"We used to filch into mom's chamber starting when we were about 13,"Tiffany offered."Mom and Dad got divorced shortly after that and that's when the topper sex really started. There's probably not much that can be done sexually that we haven't seen firsthand. Mom is a very see woman. You'll find that out if you're lucky."

"Yeah, that was a pretty decent show you put on tonight by the way,"Amber added.

"So how much did you girls see this evening ?"

"We were already here when the three of you came in,"Tiffany said."When you put us in the cab we had a feeling things were about to ignite up so we just came here. We could state by the way mom and Debbie where looking at each other. And the fact that they had you as a tierce element I think it finally broke through the frustrating log jam that they were in, thanks to Debbie's stupefied rules. You know, they really do care for each other."

What they said actually made sense. At least it did now. As a man, I was too slow to forecast out the angle that Debbie was playing by introducing me to Susan. Hopefully the result will pull in it worth exploring far for the both of them, and me."Well, you Edward Young peeress are quite knowledgeable from what I can see,"I allowed,"but I think it's time we all call it a night."

"No, delight John,"amber pleaded,"let us have got a quick drink and we promise we'll forefront domicile. Promise. We've been here a longsighted meter and our felicitous hour bombination is melting away !"

I agreed on the one potable even though I thought it was not the best of ideas. I guess I was no stronger in their comportment than the security measure guards downstairs. Men. We're all weak !

"Besides,"Tiffany added as she knocked back the swallow I had handed her,"there is one arena where we really don't have as lots knowledge as you might think."

"And what is that, Tiffany ?"

The two of them drew closemouthed to me and each placed a hand on my crotch. I felt a quick vellication at the touch of these two eighteen class old blond, whose female parent I had just fucked for the first clock time earlier tonight. Now here they were both standing in front of me, breasts heaving up and down, mouths slightly outdoors, clapper wetting their lips, and a revelation about to be revealed to me.

Tiffany spoke for both of them."We've done each early in every way possible. We've been fucked by young male child and we've blown young boys. We've even been with mom and Debbie and experienced the sense of taste of real women. But we've never done or been done by a"very"man. We saw your hammer tonight lavatory when you took care of mom and Debbie. It's nothing like the little boy dicks we've been with. We'd like to go through a real dick, John. Please ?"

I shouldn't have had that extra drinkable. I wanted to say no, no, in no uncertain terms, no. But something in my spinning read/write head wanted this experience just as often as they did. After all, how often does a 55 yr old man get to bed down two beautiful 18 class old tight cunt ? Never ! Well, almost never. But tonight could be my time. I gathered my wits as advantageously I could and offered a minor compromise.

"look girlfriend, I'm not so certainly this is a respectable idea. First, I feel kind of Wyrd that I just fucked your female parent tonight and now you are asking me to bed you. It doesn't seem right, and yet I would love to get laid you both the rest of the dark, believe me."I took a small intermission to swallow the refill drink glass being offered me by Amber while I watched Tiffany get to undo her tiny schoolgirl blouse and annulus. I tried to refocus my thought process."Here's my marriage proposal, girls."amber was now removing her blouse and chick as well. The both stood before me removing their bra and panties and Tiffany then reached for the zipper in my pants and slowly pulled it down as gold helped my throbbing cock escape into the open air.

"What is your proposal of marriage, john ?"amber asked as she began to circle the tip of my cock with her tongue. Tiffany was stroking my balls while Amber licked me and jacked me off slowly. Somehow I had the smell they knew what they were doing and how to do it very well. I was going to propose a via media that we just go with a simple hand job tonight to give the young female child their first experience with a real man-sized cock, and then we could work up to other experiences at another date. Hell, the office staff would be coming in pretty soon if we didn't get this over with. But I was already out of controller of the situation, just as I was out of control with Susan and Debbie's plans earlier tonight. Women. They really know how to fuck a guy around.

Louis Comfort Tiffany had my rooster in her mouth by now and was working up and down on it with a irksome stroking motion that was surely going to induce me blast off in her somewhat piddling back talk. Had these girls ever tasted cum ? Swallowed cum ? the pits, it was too later to care now. I felt a rumble from deep inside my balls up through my peter and I knew I could not hold back. Tiffany pulled off of me sufficiency for gold to positioning her back talk to encounter some of the hot gushing liquid as well. Both young woman jerked on my shaft and each one had a hand on my balls. I filled their sass with a goliath blast of cum and they licked me dry, each one sucking gently until my muscle spasm subsided.

"So Saint John,"I heard one of them say as they gathered their clothes and slowly walked away ( I was too imbibe and pass now to cognize anything ),"we really would care to hear about that proposal sometime. Maybe the next time you fuck our mom. We'll be watching you know. Don't worry John, we know the way out. Thanks for the drinks, John."

I guess I wasn't going to be fucking any 18 class old tight pussy after all. At least not this evening .