Conference room door clicks shut. Locked. Printer hums low in the corner. Mouse clicks fade. Coffee scent mixes with my perfume, thick, heady. We’re here after hours. Strike day mess. Damien dropped me home on his bike Friday. Skirt flapping wild. Boyfriend insisted he join us Saturday for ‘dinner.’ Now, trapped by heat, booze, no transport. Table narrow. Legs brush. His knee presses mine. Eyes lock across dossiers. Heart races. Wine pours. Second bottle. Rhum in fruit salad. Giggles turn tense.
RFM slow plays soft. We slump on the conference couch. My skirt rides up. Chat about Jura trip. Sister chaperoned. Damien’s hands wandered my back during slows. Last night, on my ass. I told boyfriend everything. Excited him. Now, tickle fight starts. I squirm. Knees part. Panties flash. Damien grabs ankles. Skirt hikes high. Lace cravate-red on black. He sees. Smiles. Foot tease. Plant tingles. Caraco slips. Bra lace peeks. He compliments. ‘Sexy lingerie, Véro.’ Hand on my tit over fabric. Innocent. Boyfriend caresses too. Slows begin. Chenillard spins colors. Blue, green. Hotel California sways us.
The Ambiance
Boyfriend unties caraco. Whispers ‘I love you.’ It drops. Back bare. Desperado. Damien’s turn. Skin touches. He stares chest. Tense. I contract. Then press close. Private Investigations. Boyfriend unhooks bra. Straps slide. Tits free. He passes it over. I hide. Lights low. Thumb grazes nipple. Back, ass. All torse nu now. Night in White Satin. Damien ogles close. Bodies grind. Nipples hard. His hands roam back. Low. I lean in. Head on chest. Arm round neck.
Last slow. Et tu danses avec lui. His hand cups tit deliberate. Eyes intense. Cheek to cheek. Fingers dip ass crack. Tired, I say. Water break. Tits bounce lit harsh. Back. Boyfriend scoops me. Ass flashes. Damien holds door. Touches butt sneaky. Into room. Lights nightstand dim. He cradles me. Arms neck. Chest presses his. Deposits slow. Nipples brush. Skirt off. Panties show. Couette fights. Kisses demand. Lips full on Damien. Tongue deep. Pays back.
Pulls me bed-table edge. Hands stomach. Kiss him. Then tit roll. Alternate mouths. Panties tease. Finger slips side. Vulva wet. ‘She soaks,’ Damien grins. Basin lifts. Full hand now. I kiss boyfriend hard. Couette kicks. He sucks tits. Damien drops panties. Pubes châtain bare. Thighs clamp. Relax. His cock tents slip. Mine too. Stand. Caught. Hands tits from back. Erection grinds ass. I turn. Hand on bulge. Lips meet. Slip down. Gland mouth. Suck deep. Hand pumps.
The Explosion
He stops. Lays me. Kneels. Tongue dives. Legs wide. Hands butt. Moans rise. Orgasm shakes. I pull him up. Tongue fuck. Boyfriend licks now. Cock slides in. ‘After me, him?’ ‘Yes! Both make me cum!’ He fills. Pulls. Damien thrusts. Eyes lock mine. Deep. Cum floods. I hide arms boyfriend. Love words. Deal sealed.
Liquette nightie. He hard again. Knees. Mouth him. Boyfriend doggy. Fills pussy. Sandwich lasts. He cums mouth. I swallow. Boyfriend pounds. Fills. Collapse. Thanks murmur. Sleep middle.
Morning light. Adjust skirt. Bra hooks. Caraco straight. Door unlocks. Click. Back open-space. Dossiers wait. Smiles secret. Coffee brews. Perfume lingers.