While the girls are away

Alistair drove away from Type for You in a bit of a haze with Jean’s knickers tucked into his pants rubbing against his cock. By the time he alighted from his car, his balls were so tight and his dick was so hard his pants could barely confine him. He walked to his office, pleased that his hard-on drew so many admiring looks, especially from his P.A. He wanted so much to bring himself off, to see his cum spurting out of his dick, to feel its slippery smoothness on his hands but he had promised Jean he wouldn’t. “I’ll just have to enjoy the anticipation for the next day and a half” he muttered to himself as he thought about Saturday with Jean and Lionel.

“I’m back. Any calls Nancy?”

Jean’s breasts and pussy ached with desire; she’d told Alistair he couldn’t cum until Saturday night but she didn’t place any restrictions on herself.

“Just a few.” Nancy handed Jean some pink notes. “Mr Hardcastle phoned just a few minutes ago.”

Jean smiled at this bit of news. “Oh, did he? Good. That’s lovely. Thank you Nancy.” She looked at her messages and then her watch. “Heavens it’s after three. Look, Nancy, why don’t you take off for the rest of the day. It’s deadly quiet and there’s nothing going on.”

“Are you sure?” Her purse was already in her hand.

“Positive. See you tomorrow at 9.”

“Good night then.” Nancy was immediately out the door.

“Good night” Jean said to the closed door. She sank gratefully into her chair and rummaged through her purse finally pulling her vibrator from the depths of the bag. She kissed it hello and sighed with pleasure as she slid the 9 inches into her sopping wet cunt and turned it on only after it was deep inside her. Jean lifted her blouse to squeeze her breasts and rocked in her seat as the rubber cock vibrated inside her pussy. The phone rang and was answered by the machine. Hearing Lionel’s voice she picked up the phone.

“Hello Love. I miss you. Where are you?” she asked.

“In the call box at the corner. I couldn’t get into the office because the front door is locked.”

“I sent Nancy home. I’ll be down in a moment to open the door for you.”

“You sound . . . hmmm . . . distracted.”

“I had lunch with Alistair and I’m sitting here all alone and very aroused and I have my vibrator in my pussy and I wish it were you instead.”

“Make yourself cum. Tell me about your lunch with Alistair while you touch yourself. I want to listen to you cum.”

“Ohhh Lionel lunch was lovely. I took him to the Booth and teased him and let him touch my breasts and kiss me and then I sucked his cock. It’s nearly as long and thick as yours.” She stopped talking as her pussy began contracting around the vibrator and her breathing got harder. “I gave him my panties as a remembrance of lunch. I’m so close Lionel. I wish you were here with your fingers in me your cock shoved in my pussy”. “Uhnn” she moaned as she came in her chair. Lionel could hear her heavy breathing and moans through the receiver and his cock responded, stiffening with every sound she made. He had watched her often enough and he could picture her nipples getting hard and pointy as a flush spread over her body.

“I wish I had my cock in you right now. Tell me what you’re doing. Imagine my cock pumping in and out of your sopping wet slit”

“I’m fucking myself with my vibrator, shoving it in and out my pussy. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh yes. Oh yes. Ohyes. Ohyes. Ohyesohyesohyes. Ohfuck. Lionel Fuck Fuck Fuck” Her voice deepened and she trembled from her orgasm and doubled over in pleasure, gasping to regain her breath. “Oh Lionel, hurry up. I’ll be downstairs in a minute. Hurry. Please hurry.”

“I will love.”

It took Lionel just seconds to navigate the few yards from the call box to the office door; he stood at the locked door, impatiently rattling the handle. Jean came down the stairs sucking on the vibrator that had just been in her pussy and Lionel’s cock got even harder. She opened the door for Lionel.

“I want you to suck me the way you suck that rubber cock.”

In a flash, they were upstairs and Lionel’s trousers were off as he sprawled on the couch with Jean kneeling between his legs. Jean’s face lit up at the sight of Lionel’s cock standing at attention.

“I love how you smell and taste and fill my mouth.” She kissed and stroked his thighs and balls, opening her mouth and taking him in between her lips. She circled the knob of his cock, licking it with the tip of her tongue, circling it, feeling its shiny wetness, she bobbed her head and took him deeper, feeling his warm flesh fill her mouth. Lionel groaned and spread his legs even further.

“Suck harder. Harder.”

Jean teased him, letting him slip from her mouth. She licked his shaft, using the tip of her tongue to trace the vein that pulsed along the bottom of his cock. Slowly and tantalizingly she used her tongue and lips to tease his cock.

“I love the way you suck me.” She opened her mouth wide and took him all the way in, the length of his hardness sliding down her throat. As she sucked Lionel’s gorgeous hard cock, Jean used one hand to stroke and squeeze his balls and the other to touch her pussy and ass.

“I’m so close” Lionel panted. “I want to cum in your cunt. I want to fuck your sweet hot pussy.” He pulled her up and she took him in her wet slit and began fucking him, his hardness thrusting in and out of the velvet vise. Jean bucked as she felt his hard cock fill her and she clutched his ass, digging her nails into him.

“Fuck me Lionel”, she gasped. “Harder!” Her voice was louder and deeper. “Harder”.

Lionel managed to get two fingers into her pussy alongside his cock then when they were coated with her wetness he plunged them into her bum.

Lionel’s cock pistoned in and out of her dripping wet cunt and his fingers drove in and out of her ass in rhythm until he shot his load of cum into her grasping pussy and she came with him, their orgasm leaving them gasping for breath, .

“On Saturday . . .” Jean said

“Yes, Love? What about on Saturday?”

“I can’t wait to have your cock in my pussy and Alistair’s in my ass.”

“You’ll have that, my love, and more.”