Return of the Intern
written by:
Kay

"You know the biggest obstacle to getting laid for most guys?" Kay asked. "They don't try."

It was a speech she'd given me more than once.

It was early fall and we were in my new office. I'd recently been given a promotion--largely in part to a big project I'd completed over the summer with Kay's help. She'd been an intern at our office.

She'd been a huge asset to the company and there'd been an offer for her to stay on part time, but she'd declined once classes started so she could focus on her studies. This was her first visit back to the office. She was dressed in a blue and white pinstriped button down, a black pencil skirts, stockings, and black heels. Her dark hair was pulled back in a tight bun.

Kay had spent some time catching up with people and talked to a few managers about a chance to do some work over winter break on a contract basis. They were eager to offer her something because she was brilliant and did good work. Not to mention that half the men in the building wanted to fuck her.

But as far as I knew, I was the only one who'd actually done that.

She had made me her last stop of the day. She walked into my new office, shut the door behind her, and turned the lock. There was nothing funny about her visiting me. We'd worked together all summer and seemed to have strong platonic working relationship. As far as everyone else knew, I hadn't seen Kay since her last day of work. Nobody had any clue that we saw each other outside of work. She was always serious at work and never responded to men flirting with her. Everyone else thought she was just an attractive, but boring, conservative type-a looking to get ahead. I had thought the same thing at one time. That was before I really got to know her.

I sat in my big leather chair. It was pushed back from the desk and facing he window. Several stories below I could see people going and coming in the parking lot.

Kay's tight little ass was parked on my knee. Her hand had started on my inner thigh and quickly found its way to my cock. There was a bulge rapidly growing in my gray slacks.

"There are tons of women who just want to have fun," she continued. "You just have to get past the fear of rejection and approach them. They're not all looking for a one night stand. But some are."

It was absurd. Kay was massaging my dick and telling me how to meet other women at the same time.

But that was life with Kay. Before we met, my romantic life had been very conventional. I'd meet a woman, we'd date for a while, and eventually we'd have a sexual relationship. Meaningless sex was something I hadn't done since drunken college parties. And even then it was only a couple of times.

Kay had introduced me to world that I thought only existed in movies and erotic stories. Sex without commitment. With multiple partners. Some who were virtually strangers. It was exciting and fun. It helped relieve stress. But as much as I enjoyed the new experience, I was still primarily hooked on Kay.

"What if I don't want to fuck anyone else?" I whispered in her ear. I was starting to breathe heavily. My cock was starting to ache for relief.

I hadn't even attempted to meet another woman since I started sleeping with Kay. I'd fucked several girls, but they were all Kay's friends. And she was always involved.

"You don't have to," she said. "But you know that's not going to stop me."

It wasn't the first time she'd said that to me. As much as I wanted to be in a relationship, Kay had no interest in that. She enjoyed freedom. And she found nothing appealing about monogamy. We would go out to dinner and go to parties together. I frequently slept at her house. But she was still going to see other people. And she expected me to accept that.

I didn't mind seeing her with other women. Of course, it was a huge turn on to me. Especially when I was involved. But like most men, I couldn't help feeling jealous when it came to other guys. I think in most cases that would have been enough for Kay to kick me to the curb. But we had become genuinely close. We enjoyed spending time together. Both in and out of bed. And so we made a deal. She instituted a "don't ask, don't tell" policy. She would still see other men, but we didn't have to discuss it. And she wouldn't do it in front of me. When we went to parties she might flirt and touch other women. And sometimes she'd bring them home with us. But she wouldn't ask to bring home a guy.

It wasn't ideal. At least not in my mind. But I was hooked on Kay and it was the best deal I was going to get. Honestly, I was surprised she was willing to offer any type of compromise. But, like I said, she liked having me in her life. At least for the moment.

Sitting in my office, Kay arched her back and put her head on my shoulder. I kissed her exposed neck. I ran my hands up her slender torso until they found her tits.

"You shouldn't be so uptight," she told me for the hundredth time. "You seem tense."

The conversation about other people always made me tense.

"Just go out and meet someone and fuck the hell out of her," she said. She sighed softly as I nibbled at her ear. "Stop treating sex like it's something sacred," she continued. "Just go have fun. And then come over to my place all sweaty and stinking of perfume and let me show you how much better I am than whoever you met." She laughed at her own remark.

"I've done that a few times," I said. I cupped her breasts tightly. I could feel her nipples getting stiff.

She laughed again.

"Someone other than my roommate!" she said.

Kay's roommate, Lacy, was almost as addictive as Kay. She was a curvy blonde with an insatiable appetite for sex. Her morals weren't as loose as Kay's. She had no real interest in promiscuity or an open relationship. But she liked to fuck. And after her last relationship had ended, she didn't seem to have any interest in dating or finding someone new. We didn't have much in common except mutual lust. But that seemed to be enough for Lacy. I had become her favorite way of relieving stress.

Kay served the same function for me. There were times that she drove me crazy or filled me with anxiety. She frustrated me sometimes because I wanted more than she would give. But on the days I was feeling overwhelmed--typically from work or life in general--Kay knew just how to provide the right therapy.

Over the summer she'd given me a blow job after an especially tough week. She said she just wanted me to be able to relax. At the time, it had just led to more frustration. It was our first sexual encounter of any kind and the first sign that she had any interest in me beyond professionally. It just made me want more. I'd wanted to get to know her. I'd wanted to fuck her. And the blow job seemed like all I would ever get.

But things had changed since then. And I'd come to enjoy getting head from Kay in the exact way she originally intended. It was therapeutic. Like the world's best massage. I didn't have to do a thing. It wasn't foreplay. I didn't have to anticipate what would happen next. I didn't even have to break a sweat. I could just sit back and relax and let her please me--which she seemed to enjoy almost as much as I did.

When she'd come in my office and locked the door, I knew that's what she was working up to. She'd asked me about the pressure of the promotion and if I was feeling stressed. I would have loved to fuck her right there on my big new desk in the middle of the day. But I also knew she wouldn't let that happen. There was too much risk of her squealing and damaging the conservative, professional reputation she'd established. Plus, if someone knocked it would take way too long for us to get dressed.

A blow job made more sense.

Kay slid off my knee and placed a hand on each of my thighs. She backed into my lap and rubbed her ass on my cock. She kept her head back so I could kiss her long, exposed neck.

"You feel so hard," she sighed. "I want you inside me."

"Right now?" I asked.

She flashed a wicked smile.

"I wish," she said. "But no. Do you have plans on Friday?"

I never had plans on Friday. I kept almost every night open hoping that Kay would invite me over. I told her I'd be free.

"Why don't you come by and go to a party with me?" she asked.

I quickly agreed.

"Good," she said with a smile. Then she touched grabbed my cock firmly through my pants.

"Now let's see what we can do about this," she said.

She turned to face me and dropped to her knees. Then she went for my belt. Next came the button on my slacks. And finally she slid down the zipper and pulled my cock out through the fly of my boxers.

"You're so big," she cooed. "I love that you have a big cock."

She kissed the swollen head and licked at the glistening drops of pre-cum that were starting to slip out.

That first night when she'd surprised me with an offer to suck my cock, I'd practically pleaded to see her titties. In reality, I just thought that getting her naked might lead to fucking. Instead, she'd opened her blouse and let me cream all over them.

Since that first time, I didn't have to ask. She casually opened the top few buttons on her pinstriped oxford. She had on a pale blue balconette bra. Her tits were almost spilling over the top. Each of her hard brown nipples were half exposed. She took my dick and playfully slapped it against each of her tits and made them jiggle.

"Just lean back," she said. "Let me take all the tension away."

When there was nobody around, Kay sucked dick like a porn star. She talked dirty and moaned like it was the most exciting thing she'd ever done. I'm sure most of it was for show, but it was still hot.

But the office was full of people. She couldn't risk being out. So instead she just started whispering filthy things and flashing a wicked grin.

She made a tight ring with her finger and thumb and slid it down my cock to the base. Then she took the head in her mouth and bobbed up and down a few times until I groaned.

"Do you like that?" she almost hissed. "Do you like having your BIG COCK in my mouth?"

She went back to sucking me.

"Do you like that?' she hissed again. "Do you like getting sucked off behind your big desk? Do you like having me come here and be your whore?"

She licked my shaft from base to tip. I glanced out the window. Not far below, people were going about their day. They had no idea I was glancing out at them and getting my dick sucked at the same time.

Kay spiraled her tongue around the head of my cock. Then she bobbed her head up and town. I groaned softly. That only made her work faster. She squeezed the base of my dick and then started jacking it. Involuntarily, I started bucking my hips and trying to fuck her face. She moved her head with me.

"I'm going to cum," I gasped. "I'm going to cum" I said a second time.

Kay gave me one final firm suck on the head. It felt like a fucking vacuum cleaner. Then she released my cock and slid her hand up and down my wet shaft.

"Put it on my titties," she commanded.

My dick spasmed a few times. And then it released. My hot goo shot out onto her neck and chest. It ran down to her luscious tits. Kay used her fingers to wipe up most of it and then she licked them clean. She grabbed a tissue to wipe off the rest. And then she buttoned up her top while I put my deflated cock away.

She sat back on my lap and kissed me.

"You promise you'll come over Friday after work?" she asked.

Of course, we both knew she didn't need to ask a second time. I nodded my head.

"Good," she responded. "Promise me you'll do something else between now and then," she said.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Go out and get laid by someone else. I want you to get all the pussy you can this week. And then come get mine."

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I didn't make much of an attempt follow Kay's instructions. On Tuesday--after her visit to the office--I had no interest or need to go out and find someone to sleep with. The next day I went to a bar frequented by business travelers where I thought it might be easy to find some lonely career woman looking to have a fling. I sat at the bar and made half-assed attempts at conversation with a few ladies. But we mostly just chatted about work. Some of them might have been up for something more, but I didn't make any attempt to be bold. I didn't even try to steer the conversation to flirting.

Thursday was hectic and after work I thought it would just be best to go home, think about Kay, and get some rest for the next night. Sex with Kay is always a marathon session. And she'd mentioned going to a party. With Kay, that always meant entering into a weird world of booze and sex with people ten years younger than me.

Being with Kay is like having an addiction. I guess you could argue that sex in general is addictive. But it's something different with Kay. I don't know if it's the way she always keeps you at arm's length. Or just that it's an adventure and you're never quite sure what will happen. Nothing seems outside the realm of possibility.

Just knowing I was going to see her had me worked up and distracted Friday morning. I felt like an infatuated high school kid. There was no chance of achieving much at work. By lunch, I decided to exercise a bit of the freedom and privilege that came with my new title and tell everyone I would be working from home for the day. I was getting a hard on at my desk from just imagining what might happen that night. I knew Kay didn't have any classes on Friday afternoon--and her roommate did--so I hoped I could drop by and we could spend the afternoon fucking like animals on the living room floor. My cock was throbbing with anticipation by the time I got in my car.

I tried giving Kay a ring as I drove to her house, but her phone went straight to voicemail. It dawned on my that she might be out running errands of have some other appointment. Or be out with friends. I decided to keep driving to her place. Although I realized I was so worked up that I might end up jacking off in the driveway if nobody was home.

When I pulled up I relieved to see that Kay's car was there. So was Lacy's.

I went up to the porch and knocked on the door. There wasn't a bell to ring. Nobody answered, so I tried the knob. It was unlocked.

I stepped in and shut the door behind me. And I was greeted by the sound of what sounded like hammering. It was a rhythmic banging of wood that echoed down the hall. And then I heard the distinct sound of a man grunting. And I knew people were having sex.

I flashed back to the first time I'd been to the house. I'd come through the front door to discover Lacy and her boyfriend fucking in the living room.

I wondered if history was repeating itself.

Or if this time I had walked in on Kay.

I started across the living room. There was a trail of clothing down the hall. Men's slacks. A tie. A dress shirt. There was women's clothing mixed in. Dark slacks and a sweater. There was a pair of boxers and a woman's bra.

I didn't recognize the specific items, but I knew they were Kay's. The bra wasn't large enough for Lacy. And the clothes were professional. Lacy's entire wardrobe had a laid back hippie vibe.

Before I reached the end of the hall, I knew the noise was coming from Kay's room. I walked right past Lacy's door. I could hear Kay moaning. And then the familiar sound of her building toward an orgasm.

Her bedroom door was ajar. I approached quietly and looked in.

Kay was completely naked. She was on her knees and grabbing the headboard. Her hair was down and her body glistened with a light coat of sweat.

The guy was skinny, dark-haired, and in his mid-twenties. He had the thickest cock I'd ever seen. It seemed out of place on someone so slight. And it was buried in Kay. I could see it stretching out her furry little pussy. He had his hands on her hips and was fucking her with everything he had.

"Fuck me. Fuck me!" she kept pleading.

Her voice was getting higher with every word. I knew she was close to cumming.

I stood frozen. I just stared at the two of them. It took me a second to realize I knew the guy. It was Marv. A young guy who worked in HR at the office.

I felt a hint of anger. And I felt jealous, even though I had no right. My stomach turned. I thought I should just quietly leave, but I couldn't force myself to turn away. I just kept watching them.

Kay kept telling him to fuck her harder. Somehow, Marv found another gear. It didn't even seem possible. He crammed that fat cock into her open gash again and again. It was like watching a porno in person. My cock started to twitch.

They were oblivious to my presence. Kay's body rocked back and forth as Marv drove his dick into her. Her tits swung back and forth. She tossed her head and swung her hair around. He slapped her ass firmly and left a big, red hand print. She yelped with delight.

"Fuck me. YES! Fuck me!" Her voice had gone from high-pitched to a husky growl.

"You're such a whore," he growled back. "You're like me fucking you like a cheap slut."

My hand went to my cock. It was rock hard. Again, I thought I should leave. But I could tear my eyes away. I couldn't get my feet to move. A mix of anger and hurt was boiling inside me. And a desire to charge in shove Marv away and take his place inside Kay.

"OH! Don't stop. Don't! Stop!" Kay said breathlessly. She pulled one hand down from the headboard and frantically rubbed her clit. And then I watched her climax. She kept telling him not to stop as her body shuddered. She moaned with pleasure as the orgasm subsided. Marv slowed up, but still kept sliding his cock in and out of Kay's gash. After a few seconds he pulled out and rubbed his glistening wet dick along Kay's ass.

"Nooo..." she said. "I want more."

Marv didn't need any coaxing. He put his big boner back in Kay's pussy.

She moaned with delight. She started rocking her hips back to take him deeper inside her. Then she suddenly stopped.

"Are you just going to stand there like a pervert?" she said. Neither Marv or Kay had even glanced in my direction. But I knew she was talking to me. And there was a hint of anger in her voice. "Why don't you close the fucking door and leave? This isn't a show."

My jaw dropped. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't speak. I started to take a step backward.

"Yeah, bro," Marv said. He didn't even look at me.

"Either get in here or get the fuck out. Don't just stand there like a statue."

I didn't know what to do. My feet were frozen to the floor. Kay turned her head and looked directly at me. Her eyes locked in me.

"Yeah," she said. "Get in here or go. You're choice."

She flashed a quick smile and winked at me. And I knew right away that she wanted me in the room. And that leaving might mean the end of whatever relationship we had. I could walk away humiliated. Or I could join in. There really wasn't much of a decision to be made.

I took two steps into the room. And I pushed the door shut behind me. Kay reached back and tapped Marv on the leg and he pulled his dick out. It made a wet popping sound. She crawled to the edge of the bed nearest me and stood up on her knees with her arms extended. I quickly took the last couple of steps to meet her embrace. I wrapped my arm around her sweaty body. She held me tight and slid her tongue into her mouth. Then she started opening the buttons on my shirt.

Marv's cock wasn't long. Just extraordinarily thick. And it was standing out straight in front of him, still soaked with Kay's juices. He seemed confused about what he should do for a moment. He watched her cast my shirt on the floor and then pull my undershirt over my head. I kicked off my shoes while Kay fumbled with my belt. My pants fell to the floor.

Marv finally started moving. He slid up behind her on his knees. He started touching her hips and laid is cock in the groove of her little round ass. His hands wandered up her torso and to her breasts. He started kissing her bare back, even as she leaned into me and kissed my lips and cheeks.

"I'm aching to cum," he said. He spread her thighs with one hand and put the head of his cock in her pussy lips.

I shook my head.

"No," I said out loud. "That's mine."

Kay flashed that wicked little grin again.

"I like when you take command," she said.

It was often easy to forget that she was ten years younger than me. She seemed so much more comfortable than me in sexual situations.

I dropped my boxers. Kay's hands went quickly to my big hard cock and she gave it a squeeze and a couple of tugs. But it didn't need it. I was already as hard as a rock.

"That pussy is mine," I said.

They both slid back and made room for me in the bed. Kay stayed on her knees between the two of us. She took a cock in each of her hands. She gave Marv a slow kiss while he cupped her left breast. I grabbed her right tit and then she turned and kissed me. Her tongue snaked its way into my mouth. I slid my hand down her flat stomach and curled my middle finger into her dripping wet cunt.

"Make me cum," she whispered.

I pumped my finger in and out while my thumb pressed on her stroked her clit. Marv and I each kissed her neck and tits. He gripped her ass and tickled at her asshole while I fucked her with my finger. Kay started to moan and wiggle between us. She pumped both of our cocks up and down with her hands. She was jerking Marv harder than me. Almost like she wanted to finish him off and focus on me.

I put a second finger into her tight little box and started fucking her forcefully. I kept my thumb circling her clit. Marv has just fonding her tit and rubbing her stomach. He was groaning hard. He was about to erupt.

Kay squeezed my cock firmly with her right hand and started to squeal. Her left hand stopped moving--leaving Marv very close to the edge. And then she came hard. She clenched her thighs and pussy on my hand. I kept touching her clit as her body shuddered.

She let it pass through her, and then she pulled away from me. She plunged her head down onto Marv's prick. Her ass was facing me. Marv gave me a little nod.

"Fuck her, man" he said.

I buried my cock inside her hot wet hole.

Marv's eyes darted back and forth from her lips on his cock and my dick spreading her pussy open.

"This is so fucking hot," he panted.

Just being inside Kay made me want to shoot my load. But I was able to hold out.

I slid my big dick in and out of her velvety pussy. It felt perfect. I watched Kay work Marv's cock. She tugged on it at the base and slurped on the head. He started moving his hips--forcing that fat prick inside her. I tried to match his rhythm. Every time he pulled out, I slid into Kay from behind, nudging her forward and down his cock. I pulled back when he crammed his rod back down her throat--causing her hips to rock back and down my shaft again. We went back and forth slowly for a few seconds, but Marv couldn't hold out. He needed to cum. He started moving faster. As he sped up, Kay's tugged harder on his dick. And I started pounding her from behind. Kay grunted every time I buried my dick inside her. She moaned and groaned with a mouth full of Marv's fat dong.

He couldn't hold out any longer. He pulled back and his dick slipped from Kay's lips. She gave him a few final tugs. And then he popped. Cum oozed from the head and ran down his thick pole. And Kay enthusiastically licked it up with the tip of her tongue.

Marv collapsed in a heap on the bed. He was trying to catch his breath. Before his cock could even get soft he started stroking it again--desperate to get back in the game. But I wasn't about to wait for him.

I pulled out long enough to get off the bed and stand at the edge. Then I grabbed Kay's narrow hips and pulled her to me. I slid my cock back in her sloppy wet twat. I wrapped my hands around her thighs and pulled back hard and pushed my cock all the way end. Kay cried out with delight.

"Give it to me!" she said.

Standing up, I could get more thrust. And I attacked her pussy with no mercy. The room was filled with the sound of our flesh slapping together. I pulled her back to be every time I grunted and thrust into her. She was so wet that it started to make a squishing sound.

Marv moved closer to Kay. He tried to put his semi-erect cock on her lips, but she couldn't focus. She grunted and yelled and I just fucked her harder. She got louder and louder--and that only made me go faster. I wanted her to cum harder than ever before.

"Rub your clit," I commanded.

And she obeyed. She frantically rubbed at her clit and tried to balance herself on one arm. She called out my name. And then it hit her. Her whole body started to quiver. She screamed with pleasure. I felt her pussy tighten around my cock. Her juice ran down my thighs.

Kay pulled away and rolled around in the sheets. She made a sound of sheer pleasure. Then she turned and looked at me with eyes that were full of animal lust.

Marv slid between her thighs and lined up to fuck her again, but she quickly shook her head.

"No, no," she moaned. "I'm too sore."

His dick was rock hard again and he looked disappointed.

"Come here," she said.

Kay rolled onto her back and Marv knelt to her left on the bed. She pulled his cock to her lips again and licked it up and down. She wagged a finger in my direction, and I knelt beside her on the right. My dick was throbbing. She looked left and put her lips around Marv's fat head. She bobbed up and down a bit. Then she started jerking his wet cock. She looked at me and then pulled my cock to her lips. She wrapped her right hand around the base. She started jerking the two of us. The tips of our cocks were inches apart, and Kay would turn from left to right and back again--taking a few seconds to suck on each one. She kept pumping her hands on both shafts. Marv and I were both groaning with delight.

"This is so fucking hot," Marv repeated again.

"I love your big cocks," Kay said in her best porn star voice.

She paused to bob her lips up and down Marv's pole.

"Two big cocks both hard for me!" she said.

And then she ran her tongue around the tip of my dick.

She started pumping both cocks faster.

"I want you to cum on me," she said. "I want you to cum FOR me," she said. "I want to make you cum."

The bed started rocking back and forth from her jerking us. Kay's titties bounced up and down. I couldn't take my eyes off them. She tickled the very tip of my cock with her tongue. Then she turned and did the same to Marv. He let out a long, low groan.

Marv grabbed the base of his own cock and started tugging. Kay kept her hand higher up. She sucked he head and let her spit slide down his pole.

She turned and wrapped her lips around my cock again. She swirled her tongue and tugged fiercely. I was ready to blow.

"I'm gonna blow," Marv said.

He gave his thick tool a final hard jerk and his cum shot out onto Kay's titties and ran down her hand.

I tugged the base of my own cock. Kay had her hand around the middle and her lips over the tip. I felt my balls pull up tight. My dick spasmed. And then I started unloading in her mouth. I pulled back and my jizz landed on her neck and tits. She ran her fingers through it and mixed it with Marv's. She brought her hand to her mouth and licked it clean.

The three of us laid their on our backs not talking. We were all trying to catch our breath. Finally, Marv broke the silence and mentioned he had plans for the evening. Kay got up and wrapped herself in a long, white dressing gown. Marv dressed and she walked him the front door. When she came back, I was still completely naked on my back in her bed.

In the vintage robe with her hair down she looked completely eloquent. Like an old movie star. It was an image that was totally out of character from who Kay actually was.

She came to the bed and laid down next to me. She put her head on my bare chest. She gazed up at me with those beautiful brown eyes.

"You OK?" she asked.

She looked genuinely concerned.

I nodded.

"Are we OK?" she asked.

I didn't know what "we" meant. We had something between us. The only problem is that Kay was the only one who actually understood our understanding.

I nodded again.

"You know it wasn't on purpose, right?" she asked. "I had no idea you'd come by early. I didn't expect you to walk in on us. It wasn't planned."

"I know that now that you've said it," I said. "I wasn't sure before. It seems like maybe you've wanted something like that all along."

"Yes," she responded. "I definitely have. But I'm not going to trick you into it. I'm not going to force you."

"OK," said.

"It feels like your upset. Or hurt," she said.

I nodded.

"I am," I said. "But know I have no right to be."

"You have a right to you feelings," she said. "I trust you. I know you're not going to be irrational or immature about things."

She sat up and threw a leg over me. She straddled my thighs. And then she pressed the silk of her robe over my semi-erect cock.

"Can I take your mind of it? I know how to make you feel better," she said.

Her finger tips slid up and down my shaft through the thin silky fabric. She moved slow. She teased my cock.

"I thought you were sore?" I asked.

She nodded.

"Maybe I exaggerated a bit," she said. "Maybe I just wanted to get you alone."

She smiled provocatively.

"You might have to go slow," she whispered.

She slid up my body until her furry slit was pressed against my cock. It was like a hot dog in a bun. And she kept rubbing the other side of my shaft through her silky gown. Trailing her finger tips gently up and down.

"Can you feel how wet I am?" she asked.

I nodded. My cock was turning to granite.

"I need you," she said.

I just nodded in response.

"But you have to be slow. Can you be slow?"

I nodded again.

"Can you fuck my wet pussy nice and slow?" she asked. "Can you handle that?"

I nodded again.

"But I'm so wet. I bet my pussy feels so good. Are you sure you can take it?"

She tickled my cock head gently. I could feel the heat of her pussy on the underside of my shaft.

Kay pulled the sash on her robe and it dangled open. She looked sexy as hell. Her luscious breasts were perfect. Her brown nipples were erect.

She rose up just a bit. She put the head of my cock at her spread gash.

"No," I said.

"You don't want it?" she said with surprise.

"Not like this," I answered. "Grab the headboard."

She smiled and got off of me. She shrugged her robe off. She grabbed the headboard and poked her tight little ass back into the air. I grabbed a cheek and gave it a firm squeeze.

"You gonna fuck me like he did?" she asked.

"I'm gonna fuck you better than he did." I said

She smiled.

I got behind her and grabbed her narrow hips. My cock was completely rigid and pointing straight up. It was easy to slide it right into her slick hole.

"Mmmm," she said. "Go slow. Fuck me nice and slow, baby."

I pulled back out slowly. I watched as my cock came back out glistening with her juice.

She groaned as I pushed it back in. And then I pulled it out slowly again. I leaned up so my bare chest was pressed against the flesh of her back. I slid it in slowly again. I pulled it back out. And then in again. She felt so good wrapped around my dick. It was agony. I was aching to jackhammer that tight pussy. But I kept working it in slowly. The two of us moaned in unison. It was different than the way we normally fucked. But just as intense.

"You like that, baby?" I asked her. "You like this cock inside you?"

"Oh, yes," she panted.

I pulled back and gave her a couple of quick pounds.

"Oh. Oh!" she yipped. "Be gentle," she pleaded.

"I don't want to be gentle," I responded. "I wanna fuck you hard."

But I kept going slow. I reached around her waist and put a thumb on her clit. I circled it and toyed with it while I kept dragging my cock out and pushing it back with slow precision.

Kay started to whimper with delight. I moved my thumb faster on her clit. I grabbed her left tit with my free hand. I cupped it so the nipple was between two fingers. I gently closed them like scissors and squeezed the nipple. Each time I slowly slid my bone in, I squeezed he nipple and flicked her clit. I pulled out and released the nipple. Then thrust and squeezed again. I worked Kay into a frenzy.

"I going to cum, I'm going to cum," she panted. "Fuck me hard right now."

But I didn't listen. I kept going just as slow. I only moved my thumb faster on her clit. She started breathing hard. I buried my cock all the way in her and held it there. I rubbed her clit frantically. I gave her nipple a light twist. And then she let go. She started bucking back. She pushed into my cock. I grabbed her thighs with each hand and held her tight on my shaft while her pussy fluttered. I felt her clenching and releasing on my cock. I held her until she was finished. And then I slowly slid my cock out.

"Where are you going?" she said.

She turned back to look at me and her eyes were wild with desire.

"You're not finished," she said. "I'm not finished," she added.

I grabbed her hips again. I put my wet cock on the crack of her butt. Then I pulled back and put the head right at her asshole. I started pushing it in.

Kay gasped.

"Now I'm going to fuck you hard," I said.

Kay just nodded and grunted. She could barely make words as I worked my cock all the way in her back door. I didn't stop until my balls were against her flesh. I started fucking her slowly.

"Yessss..." Kay gasped through clenched teeth.

I reached around and curled a finger into her cunt. My thumb found her clit again. I fucked her with my finger and cock at the same time.

Kay couldn't say a word. She just moaned and groaned. I sped up. The bed started rattling violently. The springs squeaked. The headboard cracked the wall. Her tits shook violently. And Kay whimpered and moaned.

My finger pumped in and out of her pussy. I toyed with her clit. And I slammed my cock into her ass again and again. It was tight and hot and I knew I couldn't last long. Our flesh came together loudly with each thrust. Kay's voice got higher and higher. I grunted and panted and fucked her harder. I worked her cunt with my hand. I wanted her to cum. I wanted her to cum and then I was going to blow right after.

It only took another minute. Kay started to climax again. Every sound she made was unintelligible. I kept fucking harder while he came. I was so close. I felt my cock twitch and I pulled out.

My hott jizz sprayed out onto Kay's smooth ass cheeks. I shot again and again and cried out at the same time. Kay finally let go of the headboard and collapsed on her belly in the bed. I moved to her side. Again, I found myself on my back just trying to catch my breath.

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We never made it to a party that night. We cooked and watched a movie--just like a normal couple. And then found other ways to pass the time. I left at some point the next day. Kay already had evening plans for a "girls night" with friends. In Kay's world that could mean anything. Sometimes it was innocent drinks and conversation with friends. Other times it was not-so-innocent drinks followed by finger-banging one another on the cab ride home. I didn't know what kind of night she had planned. And I didn't ask.

I got home exhausted. A night with Kay was like competing in an Olympic sport. I always left satisfied and feeling great, but also physically and emotionally drained. And within hours I wanted to do it all again.

I managed to be somewhat productive during the day, but I ended up falling asleep on the couch in the late afternoon.

I woke up after the sun was down. I was hungry and I wanted a drink. I was annoyed I couldn't call up Kay. And, truthfully, I was still annoyed about the events from the night before. I decided to go out.

I didn't live that far from a neighborhood full of bars and low key restaurants frequented by college kids. I decided to go to a little place I liked that was off the main strip and never too crowded. I walked so I wouldn't have to worry about driving home if I drank too much.

The tables were mostly fully when I arrived, but the bar was virtually empty. I took a seat and grabbed a menu. The bartender came over and I ordered a shot and a cocktail without really looking up.

She placed the drinks while I was still looking at the menu. They were both gone by the time she came back to get my order. I ordered another round while I took another glance at the menu.

"Wow," she said. "Someone is serious about their drinking tonight."

I was ready to respond with a smart ass comment telling her to mind her own business, but I reconsidered immediately when I looked up. She was smiling and I knew she was just trying to be polite and playful. She wasn't judging.

The restaurant was kind of a dive. The kind of place that had a jukebox filled with punk and new wave music. There was no dance floor or DJ. The place right next door was a live music club that usually had amateur metal bands or industrial acts--no cover acts playing favorites from the 80s. They served bar food--not tapas or something trendy. So the clients tended to be outsiders--not sorority and fraternity kids looking to hook up. The bartender definitely fit in. She was Korean with long, wavy black hair that had a bright blue streak dyed in it.

"I'm Cathy," she said. "I guess I'll be your server tonight."

She took my order and then went to punch it in and get my drinks. I used the opportunity to look over. She had an athletic build and was wearing a tight black mini skirt with fishnet stockings and knee high books with a spiked heels. For a top, she had on a pinstriped vest that looked like it was part of a vintage men's suit. Or maybe a little boy's suit, since it was tight on her. It showed off her tight arms and the tattoos on her shoulders. Her flat stomach and naval were exposed above her skirt. And it low-cut and showed off the curve of her magnificent big tits.

I couldn't take my eyes off her as she walked around the bar talking to other customers and fetching my drinks. When she brought them over I knocked the shot right back and chased it with half a whiskey and soda.

"You are serious about your drinking!" she exclaimed. "My kind of drinker!"

I just nodded in agreement.

"So what's your reason?" she asked. "Are you one of those destructive artist types on your way to alcoholism? Hemingway? Bukowski? Don't tell me you're just a sad sack who had a bad day and you're pouting."

I had a nice buzz. And I suddenly wanted to keep talking to Cathy. I'd always done alright with women. Still, beautiful women weren't typically going out of their way to get to me. I usually had to work for their attention. I knew Cathy was probably just working for tips. Especially when she put her elbows on the bar and leaned forward. I could see straight down her top. She had on a silky blue bra just a shade darker than the streak in her hair. I didn't care why she was paying attention to me. I just knew I didn't want it to stop.

"I'm afraid I might just be one of those sad sacks," I said with half a laugh.

"I don't believe it!" she said. "Those guys are always older and out of shape and look like they haven't slept in weeks. That's not you."

"No, really," I said.

"Oh, yeah? Then what happened?" she asked. "Why are you sad?"

"Well...no," I said. "I can't say. It's too pathetic. I'm too old to complain about girls."

She kept prodding.

"You really want to hear it?" I teased.

She nodded then held up a hand for me to wait a minute. She went down to help a customer at the other end of the bar. Someone from the kitchen brought my food out. When Cathy came back she brought 2 more drinks that I hadn't ordered. I took the shot immediately.

"Yesterday I left work early to surprise the woman I've been seeing," I started. "And I walked in on her with another guy."

"Ouch!" she said. "That sucks. Obviously."

"Yeah, sucking was part of it."

Cathy smiled at my bad pun.

"Worse. It was a guy I work with."

"Yikes," Cathy said. She shook her head like she was disgusted.

"OK, I guess that's a reason to drink," she said. "Though I think you should just go out pay her back instead. Meet someone and fuck her."

"Well, I live right up the street, if you're offering," I said.

She laughed a little too hard at the joke.

"Smooth," she said. "Not the worst pickup line I've gotten working here. Not the best, either. But not the worst."

She turned to go back to the other customers. I ate and finished the drink she'd brought me. I didn't know if she'd come back to chat after my half-truth revelation and half-hearted come on. Cathy noticed from a distance when my plate was clean and my glass was empty. She brought me another refill before I asked.

"You keep brining drinks I didn't order," I said while she took my plate.

She shrugged.

"Like I said," she began, "I respect a serious drinker. My kind of guy."

"So you gonna have one with me?" I asked.

"I'm not allowed when I'm on the clock."

I glanced around. There were a few waiters, but I didn't see anyone who looked like management.

"I think you can sneak one," I said.

She glanced around the place. Then she went to the bar and came back with liquor and two shot glasses. She poured two and pushed them both in my direction. She glanced around another time, then quickly grabbed a shot and clinked her glass to mine.

"Bottoms up," she said.

We both took the shot. She re-filled my glass.

"You're not filling yours?" I asked.

She glanced around again.

"One more," she said. "But that's all I can do while I'm working."

She poured herself a shot and we knocked them back.

"What about when you're not working?" I asked.

"Then I can drink like a fish," she said. "And sometimes I do."

"So when is that?" I asked.

She glanced at a clock.

"In about 45 minutes," she said.

"So do you want to drink like a fish later?" I asked.

She gave me a wink and didn't say anything when she turned to walk away.

I watched her walk to the other end of the bar and talk to some customers. I noticed that she should upright when she was dealing with women, but she had the same move she'd used on me with all the men. She'd put her elbows on the bar and lean forward. And then she'd pretend not to notice them staring at her jugs.

Cathy brought another drink I hadn't ordered after a few minutes, but she didn't stop to chat. She did some clean up around the bar and rang up the tab for one of the other patrons. At one point she passed closely, stopped, took my drink from me and downed a couple of swigs.

She winked.

"I'm bad once I get started," she said.

"I bet you are," I said. It sounded like a bad line from a sleazy late night movie, but she responded with another wink and then hustled off.

She brought another drink when mine was empty and took a couple of swigs off the top before sitting it down. I sipped on the drink slowly and waited for time to pass. I had a great buzz. And I kept playing all the conversations with Kay over in my head. Her belief that some women just wanted to have a good time and they were waiting for a guy to be bold and make a move. I knew I might make an ass of myself, but I wasn't going to leave without taking a real shot with Cathy.

When it was nearly time for her to go, Cathy brought me a check for the food and about half of the drinks she'd brought me. After I paid she filled up two more glasses--almost entirely with liquor and very little soda. She brought them over then came around the bar and sat down next to me.

"I hate drinking here, but I'll have one with you," she said.

We clinked our glasses together.

"If not here, why don't we go somewhere else?" I suggested.

She smiled and took a sip.

"I've actually got plans," she said.

"Of course," I answered. "With you boyfriend?"

"So presumptuous!" she said. "What makes you think I even like boys?"

"Oh, sorry," I said with mock humility. "I didn't mean to presume."

"No, it's not my boyfriend," she said. "I'm between things. It's just some guy who asked me out."

"Oh," I said. "Well I'm just some guy asking you out."

She smiled and took another drink.

"OK, what the hell," she said. "I told you I respect serious drinkers. You've won me over."

She tilted her glass and took down the whole drink.

"Let's get the hell out of here," she said.

I gulped down my drink and followed her out a side door.

"I know a place. You've had more than me. Do you want me to drive?" she asked.

"I walked her anyway," I said.

I followed her through an alley to a quiet street. Some people were parked there who were probably out at the bars and too cheap to pay for parking, but it was mostly abandoned. She had a little black SUV.

Cathy walked to the driver's side door and I followed her.

"Um, passengers get in the other side," she said.

She went to open her door and I put my hand on it. Kay's advice about being bold kept running through my head. When Cathy turned with a quizzical expression, I leaned in and pressed her body against the car. I put my lips on hers. There was only a second of hesitation before her lips parted.

"Mmm," she said. "Drinking isn't the only thing you're serious about?"

She put her hand on the back of my head and ran her fingers through my dark hair. Her tongue slid in my mouth as we kissed again.

Be bold. It kept running through my mind.

I put a hand on her hip and slid up her tight torso until I found one of her tits. I paused to squeeze it. Then I moved over and quickly opened the top button of her vest. I could see her bra.

"You're proud of these, aren't you?" I asked rhetorically.

"Who wouldn't be?" she said.

"You've been showing them off all night," I said.

She laughed.

"You noticed? Is it that obvious?"

I nodded.

"I'm working for tips," she said with a smile.

"Kind of a tease, aren't you?" I asked.

She put her hand between my legs.

"Maybe," she said. She rubbed my hard cock. "Oh," she murmured. "That's nice."

"Are you teasing me now?" I asked.

She shook her head.

"I'm not sure I believe you," I said.

"How can I prove it?" she asked.

"Let me see them," I answered.

She flashed a coy smile and looked up and down the street. We were alone. She opened another button on her vest. Then grabbed the top of her bra and pulled it out enough I could glimpse a big brown nipple.

"Is that all?" I asked.

"You want me to show you more? Right here in the street?"

"I told you I live right up the road," I responded.

"Maybe you'll have to show me later," she said. "Come on. Let's go get a drink."

She opened the door and got in. I went around to the other side. As soon as I sat down I leaned over and kissed Cathy. I put my hand between her legs on the flesh above her stockings. Her skirt was tight, but I started moving my hand up and pushing the hem with it.

"I thought you wanted to get a drink?" she whispered.

"I'm not thirsty," I said.

We kissed again.

"Really?" she said. "Because I'm feeling pretty hot."

I slid my hand up further until I felt her panties. They were drenched.

"Now that you mention it," I said. "I could use something...wet."

I rubbed her pussy through her underwear. We kept kissing and squirming to be close to one another. I pushed he panties aside and worked a finger into her twat.

"OH. Oh," she said.

"I never do this..." she panted.

I kept fingering her. I popped open another button on her vest. There was only one left holding it closed. I kissed her luscious orbs.

"Fuck it," she said. "You're not crazy, are you?"

I shook my head.

"Then let's just to go your place."

"I don't think I can wait that long," I said.

I put another finger in her cunt and slid them in and out. Kathy whimpered with lust.

"Right here?" she asked.

I nodded.

She looked out the window. There were people walking along the cross street, but they were too far away to see us. We were alone.

"OK, but in the back?" she asked.

I nodded.

We went over the center console into the back seat. Kathy followed. Immediately she was on me. We embraced and kissed like long lost lovers. She sat wedged between the door and the seat back on the driver's side. I was on top of her. I put my fingers back in her pussy.

"Let me see those titties," I commanded.

Her bra clasped in the front. She popped it open. Her tits were large and firm and exquisite. I opened the last button on her vest and then kissed my way up her rock hard stomach until I could get my lips around a hard nipple. Cathy moaned and ran her fingers in my hair again. Then I started kissing my way down. I slid off her until I was on my knees on the passenger floorboard. I reached under her skirt and found silky blue panties. I pulled them down over her fishnets and boots. I tossed them on the floor. Then I turned and kissed inside her thigh.

Cathy put her fingers in my hair again.

"Yes, yes," she encouraged me.

She spread her legs wide. Her skirt rode up. It was dark, but there was enough light from a nearby streetlight. I had a perfect view of her hairless snatch.

I eagerly worked my way up her leg. Her thighs were ridiculously fit. I slid my tongue along them. Cathy started to quiver.

"Do it," she said. "Please."

"Do what?" I asked.

"You know," she said.

"I'm not sure I do. You better say it."

"Lick it," she pleaded.

I pulled back and gave her a puzzled look.

"My pussy!" she blurted. "Eat my pussy!"

I moved close and inhaled her sweet musk. And then I buried my face in her twat.

I ran my tongue up and down her slit. I swabbed it back and forth with the tip of my tongue between the lips and the thick part grazing her clit.

Cathy let out a long, high-pitched whine. And then she started to spasm. She tossed her head back and cried out as she came. I knew right away she was the type who could get off on just a few touches. And I knew she wouldn't be satisfied with just one.

I put a second finger in and started fucking her. I sucked hard on her swollen clit and teased it with my tongue. Cathy's hips wiggled back and forth on the seat. The leather was getting wet beneath her ass. I glanced up. Her eyes were shut and she was biting her lower lip. She was gently twisting her own nipple.

Outside, a small group of drunk kids passed on the sidewalk. I wondered if they'd glance in and see us. But they didn't stop.

I pushed Cathy's skirt all the way up so it was bunched around her waist. I wanted to watch her expression as I licked her cunt. She alternated between moaning and biting her hip--trying to stifle her cries. When she opened her eyes, they were wild with desire.

I drove my fingers into her wet hole again and again. I nibbled and licked at her clit. I puckered my lips and blew on her wet pussy. All of it made her squirm even more. She slid her ass toward me and arched her back. She was shoving her beaver in my face.

I lapped at it like a dog drinking water. I loved the way she tasted. And I loved her reactions. I grabbed both of her ass cheeks and spread her even further. I licked her from bottom to top. And then I attacked her clit. I ran my tongue up and down with heavy strokes.

The whole time I kept looking up at her. I paused for just a second.

"Play with your titties," I said.

"Yes. OK," she said with a frantic nod.

She cupped her big jugs in her small hands and shook them. She pulled on her own nipples. I exhaled hard on her cunt again. I nibbled at her clit. And she exploded. She made that high, whining sound again. And then she cried out.

A couple of girls walked by and I saw one turn and look in. Her eyes got wide. Then she grabbed her friend and started walking faster. Cathy was oblivious to their presence. She bucked her hips into my face as she came.

"Fuck me. Fuck me now," she said.

I rose up and unzipped my jeans. She pushed me back.

"Get on the seat," she said.

I obeyed and she helped my pull my jeans down past my ass.

'You've got a great cock," she said looking at my hard on.

She got on her knees next to me and threw a leg over so she was straddling me. I buried my face in her titties. And I buried my cock inside her.

I held her hips as she started riding me hard. I tried to force her go slow down, but it was useless. She bounced up and down like a kid on a pony. She was frantic. Her tits jiggled around my head. She bit her lip and started to whimper again. And then cried out loudly right in my ear. I felt her pussy clench as she climaxed again, but it did nothing to slow her down.

I was basically a statue. I kept my hands on her firm ass cheeks and kissed her nipples and tits. But Cathy did all the work.

She fucked me hard.

She bucked and slammed her hips into me. The car was filled with a wet sloppy down and our heavy breathing.

Cathy's dark, almond shaped eyes were locked on mine and filled with a serious determination. She was intensely focused.

The car was bouncing up and down. It would be impossible for anyone walking by not to notice. I noticed a small group on the opposite sidewalk pointing, but they didn't approach. Eventually they kept walking.

I saw a solitary figure approaching on our side--a redhead with a bob haircut. But I wasn't about to stop Cathy. The feeling of her pussy sliding up and down my cock was incredible. I knew I couldn't last much longer. But I didn't want it to end.

Cathy was breathing as if she'd just run a marathon. I thought she might hyperventilate. Again, the high-pitched whine started coming out of her clenched lips. She let out a few small cries. And then the big one came. Cathy cried loudly as she came again. She started slowing down

I grabbed her hips and started thrusting upward. I was close and aching to finish. I grunted with thrust. Cathy cried out every time she exhaled. I felt the familiar tingle in my nuts. And then my dick pulsed and I shot off gobs of hot jizz in Cathy's pussy.

I kept fucking until I'd deposited every last drop. Then I collapsed back onto the seat. Cathy crashed down on me and put her head on my shoulder.

"Definitely not what I expected when I was getting ready for work tonight," she said.

"Not what I expected when I went out for dinner, either," I said.

We both laughed.

I glanced toward the window. The redhead I'd seen earlier had stopped and was staring in right at us. I had no idea how long she'd been there. She had a phone to her ear. And when she saw me looking, she waved. And that's when I realized it was Kay's friend, Mona.

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When she realized we had an audience, Cathy turned her back to the window and tried to straighten up. I was able to get my jeans up quickly and step out.

"That was hot," Mona said. "I mean, I only saw the end, but car sex? On a public street? Nice. Hot. I just left Kay up the street. I had to call her and tell her to come over. But looks like she missed it."

"Yeah," I said awkwardly. "Too bad. You should probably call her back and tell her not to bother."

"No way," Mona responded. "I'm sure she'll want to see."

There was no use arguing with Mona. For the most part, I liked spending time with her. She had a bit of domineering personality and was trying a little too hard at all times to be cool, artsy goth chick. But she also had great curves that she loved to show off. And she was great in the sack.

Cathy stepped out of the car. She'd managed to get dressed again--though I doubted she'd put back on the wet panties. She looked Mona up and down almost like a guy would. It was like she was admiring a piece of meat.

I couldn't resist doing the same thing. Mona had chin length auburn hair and fair skin. She was wearing a little black one-piece number that looked like shorts and a camisole together. It was low cut--like almost everything she owned-with a zipper down the front, lacy straps, and wide black belt at the waist. Her creamy breasts were almost spilling out. Almost every inch of her pale legs were exposed. It looked like she out in public wearing lingerie.

Mona quickly introduced herself to Cathy.

It was a little awkward.

"Well, I think we should probably go," Cathy said to me.

"No, you have to wait," Mona said. "Our friend is coming to meet us. Kay. His...I don't know, what would you call Kay? Not girlfriend. Buddy? Fuckbuddy?"

"Um," Cathy said. "This sounds like it could get really tense. That's not my scene."

Mona laughed like it was the funniest joke she'd ever heard.

"Tense? With Kay?" she asked rhetorically. "There is no chance of that. She'll laugh. And maybe be jealous."

"See. Jealousy. I don't want to deal with that," Cathy said.

"Oh!" Mona exclaimed. "Not jealous that you two were fucking. Jealous that she wasn't included." She paused to look Cathy over. "Or maybe jealous that she wasn't taking his place."

Cathy made a puzzled look.

"Really," I said to Cathy. "We should just go."

"I don't know," Cathy said. "Now I'm curious to meet this Kay."

It didn't take long. Moments later I saw Kay turn the corner at the end of the street. She looked fantastic. She had on white heels and dark stockings with a white belted shirt dress with a black pattern that looked like someone had just tossed a can of paint on the garment. It hugged every part of her lean figure.

She hugged me and Mona and introduced herself to Cathy.

"Sounds like I missed the show," she said with a wink.

"Yeah," I said.

I knew Kay wouldn't be jealous. But the situation was still strange. And I didn't know how it was making Cathy feel.

"Well," I said. "Cathy and I were just going to get a drink and call it a night."

"Where at?" Kay said. "Your place? Why don't we join you?"

"Yeah!" Mona said.

"Weren't you guys having girl's night?" I asked pointedly.

"Yeah," Kay responded. "But it would be rude to go to your place and only take Cathy. Where would you go?"

"This is the strangest night of my life," Cathy said.

"Yeah, we should just go," I responded.

"No way," she said. "Now I'm too curious. Let's go have a drink at your place."

There was no use fighting it. Even though I tried. A few minutes later we were all in the car. Cathy was driving with Mona next to her. Kay and I were in the back where Cathy and I had just fucked.

As Cathy pulled out, Kay leaned over and gave me a quick kiss. Then she leaned over and whispered in my ear.

"You taste like pussy," she said with yet another wink.

Mona gave directions to Cathy. While we drove, something caught Kay's eye. She discretely leaned over and picked up the soaked blue panties on the floorboard. She looked at me and raised her eyebrows playfully. She glanced up to make sure Cathy wasn't looking at us and then inhaled the silky underwear. Despite the awkwardness of the situation I couldn't help but feel a little aroused. Even when she was being playful, Kay could be sexy as hell. She was absolutely wild.

She leaned close to me and put a hand on my thigh. She rubbed upwards, grazing my crotch.

"I want to taste her," she whispered in my ear.

She placed her hand right on my dick and squeezed through my pants.

"I want to eat her pussy," she said.

She squeezed again. I was getting hard.

"I want to eat her pussy while you FUCK ME," she said with heavy emphasis on the last two words.

I saw Cathy glancing back at us in the rear view mirror. Kay noticed, too. She kept her head on my shoulder and flashed Cathy a friendly smile.

"Do you think she'll play with us?" Kay whispered.

I had no idea what Cathy would do. I shrugged.

"I think she'll play," Kay whispered. "I know the type when I see them."

In truth, I had no idea what to expect. At worst, I assumed Cathy would be freaked out or offended and leave as quickly as possible. And then I'd still end up with the option of watching Kay and Mona play around and then fucking either or both of them. I'd been a part of that scenario a couple of times since meeting Kay. And it wasn't a bad way to spend an evening.

But it's not what I wanted. It was a strange feeling. I'd just met Cathy and didn't know a thing about her. Still, the idea of spending a night along with her was more appealing than the thought of her leaving. Maybe it just the thrill of something new. Or maybe I just wanted to fuck someone who wasn't Kay and wasn't in her circle of friends. It's not that I was imagining us falling in love and having a real relationship. I just liked the idea of getting to know someone new. And having a lot of hot sex at the same time. For the first time in the two months we'd been together, I was finally starting to understand why Kay was always encouraging me to go out and have fun on my own. Kay and I were never going to be anything more than friends who fuck. Maybe I needed something more than that. At the very least, maybe I needed a distraction to keep me from getting too focused on just Kay.

We pulled up to the curb in front of my house. Everyone got out. I hoped to pull Cathy aside and talk, but Kay kept herself glued to my side. We ended up walking ahead of Mona and Cathy. Kay glanced back at her.

"She's definitely into girls," Kay said. "I can tell by the way she's looking at Mona."

"Just because she goes that way doesn't mean she's into doing it with an audience," I responded.

"I can be very persuasive," Kay said.

That was true. I'd seen her be persuasive before. She'd persuaded me to have sex in a room full of people on our first date. She'd also just persuaded me to tag team her the night before with a guy from my office. She'd seduced several women in front of me since I'd known her. But that was a little different. They were all friends and acquaintances. Most were people she'd fucked before. Cathy was a complete stranger. If it were some horny guy, I had no doubt the Kay could convince him to join in whatever game she wanted to play. But I wasn't sure with Cathy.

"I'll make a bet with you," Kay said. "If I'm wrong, I'll come to your office and suck your dick every day this week," she said.

"And if you're right?" I asked.

Kay shrugged.

"If I'm right then we're all going to have a hell of a night. And you'd better fuck me like I'm the hottest girl in the room."

Obviously, it was a no lose situation for me. I opened the door and Kay went inside. I stood and waited for Mona and Cathy to follow. When Cathy passed I grabbed her arm and pulled her aside. The other women were busy putting on music and light candles in my living room.

"I'm not sure what to say," I started. "I know this is weird. You know it wasn't arranged or anything, right?"

Cathy smiled and laughed.

"You mean this isn't a scam you run all the time? Give them a sad tale about your cheating girlfriend and then bring them home into your weird sex den?"

I wasn't sure how to respond.

"I did walk in on her with someone else yesterday," I said. "That happened."

I was still omitting the fact that I didn't leave after I walked in on Kay and Marv.

"Relax," Cathy said. "This is all way to strange and elaborate to be a set up. Plus, you seem genuinely nervous."

"I just...," I stammered. "I just don't want you to feel offended or whatever. Or to leave. I was having a good night."

"Ha," Cathy responded. "You don't really know me. I might be crazy. You might be dying for me to leave if you actually knew me."

"I guess that's possible...," I said.

"It's definitely possible," Cathy said with a wink. "Not really likely, though. We probably would have just fucked until the sun came up and you'd be begging me to stay."

I laughed.

"Relax," she said again. "I'm even more fascinated by you now than I was an hour ago. And I was already pretty fascinated. I like new experiences. I want to see where this goes."

"I can tell you where it's going to go," I said. "And you can decide now."

"Where's that?" she asked.

"Kay's going to do everything in her power to seduce you," I said.

"Ha," Cathy said again. "You almost make her sound like a wicked sorceress. Everything in her power? She is your...girlfriend...or something...right? You're not a hostage, are you?"

I laughed.

"Yeah, I guess that came out weird. She is my...something. Open relationship, maybe? I don't know what to call it. We fuck one another. Regularly. But I'm not the only one in her life. And she is kind of a sorceress. At least she seems to be able to control the minds of men. And women." I looked over at Kay pouring four drinks. "But I don't think there's anything wicked about it. She just wants everyone to have fun."

Cathy glanced over at Kay, too. She was at least five years older than Kay and Mona. She seemed to doubt that a college girl could be so powerful.

"Are you guys coming or are you just going to chat without us?" Kay asked from across the room.

Cathy looked back to me.

"Well, let's have fun," Cathy said to me.

With that comment I half expected her to walk over, boldly grab Kay or Mona, and start stripping off their clothes on my living room floor. She had alternated all night between bold and slightly reserved. I felt like she really wanted to just let go and be wild, but she was holding herself back and trying to be more cautious.

Instead of grabbing one of the girls, she instead took a drink, tossed it back quickly, then sat down on the couch. She held her glass in Kay's direction for a refill.

She waved me over and took a seat to her right on my own sofa. Mona sat down on an adjacent chair. Kay sat right next to me. She pressed her slender body against me and draped her stocking covered legs over my right leg.

"So, have you guys known each other a while?" Kay asked Cathy.

"No. We just met tonight. I was working at the bar and he came in," Cathy said.

"You guys just met and you went to screw out on the street?" Mona said. "That's hot!"

Cathy blushed a little.

"Well, it didn't happen exactly like that," she stammered. "We were going to get a drink. And it just...happened."

"That's sexy," Mona said. "I think I'm pretty wild. And I've never done anything like that. Have you Kay?"

As soon as she asked it, everyone laughed except Cathy. It was a joke that anyone who knew Kay would immediately get. Of course she had done something similar. Probably more than once.

"Technically, I haven't," Kay said. "I mean, I've hooked up with someone I just met in a car. But never one parallel parked 10 feet from a streetlight. Not that I wouldn't. It just hasn't happened. So who started it tonight?"

"Started what?" Cathy asked. She'd finished her second drink and took the bottle to fill up again.

"Sex doesn't just happen," Kay said. "You was the aggressor?"

"Oh, he was," she said. "I was just being flirty in the bar. But I do that with a lot of customers. He asked me to go out. And then he made the first move."

Kay gave me an impressed smile.

"How unusual," she said. "He's usually the perfect gentleman! I mean, he's a horny dog like every other guy now that I know him. But he never made a move on me. He's usually shy and courteous."

Kay put her hand on my thigh and started rubbing it. She didn't make any effort to be discreet. Mona noticed. And so did Cathy. Her eyes got a little wide, but she didn't say anything. Even as Kay started grazing my crotch.

"Tell us more," Mona said. "I want to hear about him being aggressive!"

"Well, he was courteous," Cathy said. "And a little shy. Even after a few drinks. But when we got outside he kind of pinned me against the car and kissed me."

"Really?" Kay said. She looked even more impressed. Her hand lingered over my cock. She didn't care that everyone could see.

"Yeah," Cathy continued. "Kissed me and grabbed my tit. And I could feel his hard on."

"Hey," I said. "You did that on your own. You touched it."

"Yeah," she said. "But I could already feel it pressed against me. You got hard quick."

"He does that," Kay said. "Over and over."

Mona agreed.

"Yeah. And he's got a great cock," Mona said.

Cathy raised her eyebrows.

"So you've seen it, too? I thought it was just her," she said with a nod toward Kay.

"Well, she's seen it a lot more," Mona said. "But, yeah, I've seen it a few times. Three times, I guess. Always with Kay in the room. I've never had him all to myself," she said with a wink in my direction.

"I see," Cathy responded. She'd almost finished a third drink.

I was starting to feel like a piece of meat. I was being discussed almost as if I wasn't in the room.

Cathy glanced down in my lap. Despite everything, I was rock hard. Kay was rubbing me gently through my jeans.

"Well, I didn't really get to examine it up close," Cathy said. "We kind of skipped right past that."

"It is nice," Kay said. "I mean, size isn't everything. It would be a tragedy to have a great cock attached to someone who didn't know how to use it. But that's not an issue. At least not for me. What did you think?"

Cathy blushed again.

"Um...I'm not sure what to say," she said.

"I'm saying he knows what to do with it. And asking if you agree?" Kay said with a smile.

Cathy took a long drink and emptied her glass.

She nodded.

"Yeah," she said. "It was good."

"Maybe you should get a look at it now," Kay said.

She grabbed my belt and started opening it.

"Um....I don't know," Cathy said. "This is all a little strange for me."

"What?" Kay asked. "We're all grown ups. Just innocently admiring a good cock. Like going to an art museum."

Mona got up and wedged herself between Cathy and the arm of the couch. She put a hand on Cathy's shoulder and delicately rubbed her arm.

Kay kissed the side of my neck. She rubbed my thigh again.

"Take it out," she whispered.

I shook my head.

"I think we're making Cathy uncomfortable," I responded.

She looked like she didn't know what she wanted. Mona continued to rub her arm. And then slid her hands down until she was touching Cathy's hip.

"Just take it out," Kay said.

I looked at Cathy.

"This is totally up to you," I said.

"I've never done anything like this before," she said. "I don't want you guys to think...."

"We don't think anything bad," Mona interrupted.

She took a hand and swept back Cathy's dark hair. She pressed her cheek to Cathy's.

"You're so sexy," Mona whispered. "We just want you to have fun."

I took Cathy's hand and guided it to my cock. I didn't want to pressure her. But, at the same time, I wanted someone's hand on my cock. I wanted to fuck someone. I wanted to watch other people fuck. I wanted all three women naked and touching one another. And I wanted to be in all of them.

I held Cathy's hand on my pulsing hard on. I turned to face her. Kay was pressed against my back. Mona was pressed against Cathy.

"I don't do this sort of thing," Cathy said again. "I mean, I never...."

I kissed her. She gave my cock a squeeze. My hand went to her big, firm tits.

"Take my cock out," I whispered.

From our earlier experience, I knew that turning Cathy on was almost like flipping a light switch. She could go from kissing to being overcome with lust in a matter of seconds.

She unzipped my pants. I lifted my hips and pulled my jeans down to mid-thigh. My big erect cock sprang out for everyone to see. Cathy slowly ran her hand up its length.

"What now?" she asked.

I shrugged. I felt like a character in someone else's fantasy

Mona stood up. She came over and sat on my knees, straddling me. We kissed. I stared at the luscious pale skin of her cleavage. She rubbed her crotch and the satin fabric of her outfit against my hard cock and started to grind. I grabbed the zipper and pulled it down. She was wearing a sturdy black strapless bra.

"Get rid of that," I said.

She nodded and reached behind her back for the clasp. I grabbed the bra and tossed it aside.

Mona had great titties. The best in the room. Kay's were full and perky and big for her slender frame. Cathy's big tits were perfect for her athletic build. But Mona's were the stuff of dreams. Two plump, curvy double-Ds. With them hovering in my face, everything else in the room faded away. There was barely room for two fingers between them.

I lifted and cupped each of her tits. I sucked on her erect pink nipples.

"Get on your knees," I said.

She dropped to the floor. The straps of her little jumpsuit were still on her shoulders. I nodded at my dick.

"Get it wet," I said.

Mona reached for my pipe and grabbed the base. At the same time, Kay leaned forward and licked up the right side. She ran her tongue up and down my cock until it was glistening wet. Cathy just sat there awestruck. It was like she was hesitant about things going farther.

"Get the other side," I said to her.

She gave me a hesitant look.

"This feels like a weird male fantasy. Three women around one cock," she said.

Kay got up, walked around Mona and took her former place between Cathy and the arm of the couch. She rubbed Cathy's tattoo covered shoulder.

"We could make it an all girl fantasy," she said.

She slipped her arm around and touched Cathy's right tit. She slowly brought her lips close to Cathy and gave her a moment to pull away. When she didn't, Kay swept aside her hair and kissed her neck gently.

"But I want to see you lick his cock, too," Kay whispered.

Cathy nodded and leaned forward. She placed the tip of her tongue at the base of my cock and gave it a long, slow lick upward. It caused my whole body to tingle. She slid her velvety tongue back down. And then up again. And then she made an O with her lips and took the tip between them. She ratcheted her mouth left and right around the head of my cock. Her tongue teased the opening. I groaned loudly. She pulled back with a smile.

"How was that?" she asked.

"Great," I panted.

My entire cock was glistening with their saliva.

"Your turn," I said to Mona.

She replaced Cathy's mouth with her own. She sucked on the head of my cock and bobbed up and down the shaft.

"You know what I want," I said to her.

She nodded and pulled back. I spread my legs so she could get her torso in between them. I laid my cock in the tight groove between her big tits. It was just long enough that she could look down and lick the tip.

I grabbed each of her nipples. And then I started bouncing her big tits--sliding them up and down my cock. It felt amazing. I started breathing heavy and pulled my hands back. Mona cupped her own tits and started bouncing them up and down my shaft. Every few seconds she would stop and snake her tongue around the head and lick up the pre-cum.

"You like that?" she asked rhetorically. "You like fucking my titties?" she asked.

Cathy put her lips close to my ear.

"I can't believe how turned on I am by this," she whispered. "I never would have imagined...." she trailed off.

Kay put her arms around Cathy. She continued kissing her neck as she deftly opened the buttons on Cathy's vest. Cathy started making the now familiar sounds that signified her arousal.

"Ooh, front clasp," Kay said looking at the blue bra. "How convenient."

She popped the clasp and started fondling Cathy's perfect tits. She teased her brown nipples and continued to nibble and lick as her ear and neck. She pulled off Cathy's vest and bra and tossed them on the other chair. Cathy's moans got higher in pitch as Kay continued teasing her.

I was ridiculously turned on. I started bucking my hips and thighs into Mona's tits. She held them squeezed together and let me fuck them.

Kay grabbed the zipper on Cathy's skirt and pulled it down. Cathy bent down and cast aside her heeled boots and then stood up to wiggle out of the tight skirt. Her panties were still on the floor of her car. She wasn't wearing anything except the thigh high fishnet stockings. Her naked body looked like that of a Greek goddess.

"Holy shit, you're hot," said Kay.

She went to touch, but Cathy shook her head.

"What about you?" Cathy asked.

"What do you mean?" said Kay.

"You're a little overdressed," was Cathy's response.

Kay nodded and stood up facing Cathy. Cathy grabbed the belt of her dress and pulled it open.

Kay had on a gauzy white bra and matching bikini panties. I could see her nipples through the sheer fabric. Her black stockings were held up by a white garter belt.

"Holy shit," Cathy whispered. "You're hot, too."

Kay shrugged out of the dress and stood in her heels in front of Cathy.

She sat back down and the two women started making out. Cathy slid her hand up Kay's thigh and quickly into her panties. It was obviously not her first time with a woman. Kay played with her tits for a second, then got a hand between Cathy's thighs.

Every manner of erotic sounds came from both women as they fingered one another's twats. Each kissed the other woman's neck and tits. Cathy was so sensitive that it didn't take long for that high pitched whine to come out. And moments later she was cumming.

"Oh fuck! That was good," she panted.

But Kay didn't stop. The two women kept going at one another. Mona was getting jealous from the lack of attention paid to her need.

"Are you ready to fuck, or what?" she demanded.

I was dying to fuck. My cock was as hard as it had ever been in my life.

We both stood up and I pulled the straps of her outfit over her shoulders. She took off her belt and kicked off her heels. I pulled the silky little garment down. I hungrily kissed her and kneaded her tits. I pushed her back to the sturdy, long oak coffee table in the center of the room. She sat down hard on it. I dropped to my knees and licked her pussy through her soaked black silk thong. Then I pushed it aside to look at her mound and sexy auburn bush.

I pulled her ass right to the edge of the table and spread her legs. I rubbed the swollen head of my cock over her twat. And then I pushed it inside. Mona gasped as I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me. My cock was completely buried in her hot little cunt. She leaned back on the table and big titties bounced wildly as I pounded her gash.

Cathy had taken charge on the couch. She had Kay pinned on her back and she was fucking her hard with two fingers. Her thumb grazed on Kay's clit. Kay took off her bra so Cathy could feast on her titties while they fucked.

Mona's whole body was starting to quiver. I was leaving red hand prints on her soft white thighs from gripping her so hard. I slammed into her violently. She started bucking her hips.

"Fuck me. Fuck me. Please. I'm close," she shouted.

Kay was close, too.

"Yes. Yes, Cathy. Make me cum," she moaned.

I wanted to get Mona off first. I fucked harder. I grunted loudly with each thrust. Our flesh slapped together loudly. I could feel her pussy juices running down my balls. She wrapped her legs around me tightly and held me deep inside her. And then she shuddered from an orgasm.

Kay came seconds later. Kay and Cathy kissed one another tenderly for several minutes after.

"I want to taste you," Kay said.

Cathy nodded. She sat up on the couch and Kay got on her knees on the floor. Cathy spread her fishnet covered legs. And Kay started licking at her hairless pussy.

I pulled my cock out of Mona and got behind Kay on the floor. I remembered her vision of how she wanted the night to go.

I grabbed Kay's hips while she lapped at Cathy's cunt. I unclipped her garters and slid her panties off over her stocking. And then I slid my cock in her furry wet hole.

Kay raised her head and gasped.

"Oh yes," she panted.

Then she dove back into Cathy's muff. Cathy thrashed wildly on the couch as Kay went down on her. I jammed my cock in and out of Kay's pussy. Mona got up and sat down by Cathy. She started sucking on her nipples and kissing her breasts.

Cathy came again. It was louder than her first orgasm--but not quite at the level of the last one in the car.

She kissed Mona's luscious tits and put a finger in her, but she couldn't focus enough to really fuck Mona. Her attention kept going back to Kay's tongue in her cunt and watching my cock slide in out of Kay.

I was close to cumming. I drove harder into Kay. I wanted her to get off before I finished. Her attention drifted away from licking Cathy. Mona quickly replaced Kay's tongue with own fingers. In a matter of seconds she had Cathy cumming again.

"Oh, fuck me," Kay pleaded. "Fuck me like a whore."

I slammed into her with everything I had. I knew I was about to spurt. I felt my cock spasm and I started unloading my hot jizz inside Kay. She reached back and rubbed her own clit and starting cumming before I'd finished.

I was exhausted. I sat down bare-assed on the living room floor. The women were not done. Kay and Mona both focused on Cathy like she was a new toy. They each sucked a titty. Kathy ran her fingers through each woman's hair. Mona and Kay each pushed a finger into Cathy's pussy. With alternating strokes, they finger-fucked her hot little twat.

Cathy's ability to cum quick and often was on full display. They made her come once. And then a second time. And then a third. Mona got on her knees and licked Cathy's cunt until she came a fourth time.

Cathy pushed them off after that. She stood up. Her fishnet covered knees were shaking. She looked like a hot mess. She stumbled over to me and sat down gingerly on the floor. She wrapped her arms around my neck.

"You exhausted?" I asked.

She nodded and kissed me passionately.

"You want to go to bed?" I asked.

"I want you to take me to bed," she said. "And fuck me like I'm yours."

Kay and Mona both shrugged.

"I guess she's shared enough for one night," Mona said.

"You guys go ahead," Kay said. "You don't mind if we stay in your guest room?"

"You know you can sleep wherever you want," I said.

Kay gave me a funny look.

"I'm way to worked up," she said. "I don't think they'll be much sleeping."

Mona shook her head.

"Me either," she said.

The two women got up and started down the hall. Kay unbuckled her garter belt and left it on the ground. She paused to strip off her stocking and leave them where they fell. Mona pulled off her thong and dropped it in the hall.

Cathy and I got up. For the second time in as many days I was following a trail of discarded lingerie to a bedroom.

We could already hear Kay and Mona groaning from the open guest room door. Cathy pushed my bedroom door shut behind us.

"No offense, but I've had enough distractions," she said.

"I understand," I said.

"Do you understand I want you to finish what you started in my car?" she said.

She embraced me and started stroking my semi-erect cock.

"This has been such a strange night," she said. "I just want it to end with something normal."

"What is that?" I asked.

"One man. One woman. In a bed. Fucking like it's the end of the world."

I lifted Cathy up. She wrapped her legs behind my back. I laid her on the bed. She put her legs over my shoulder and I fucked her as hard as I could. We could hear Kay and Mona at first. But we quickly drowned them out with our own noise. I fucked Cathy until she came. Then rolled on my back and she rode my aching cock and played with her own tits until she came a second time. Then she sucked my throbbing bone until I popped for the third time that night.

We rested in each other's arms and actually talked and got to know each other a bit. And then we had a nice, slow fuck until we finally went to sleep. The sun was already coming up.

Cathy and Mona were both gone by the time I got up in the afternoon. Kay was waiting for me patiently. Watching television without a stitch of clothing on. And we spend Sunday afternoon doing what we do best together.

But after she left, I found that Cathy had written her number down on a notepad in my office. And while I was having fun with Kay, I knew it wouldn't be long before I saw Cathy again.