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Personal Assistant
by Tobias Equinox (address withheld)

***

A few months ago, my wife hired a new personal 
assistant at her office, someone to help her get 
organized and deal with daily minutia. Susan had 
graduated from an exclusive New England women's college 
where she'd majored in business and minored, evidently, 
in sex. (FF, MFF, voy, work)

***

We discovered all this one evening when we had her over 
for dinner to "get acquainted" and wound up learning 
more about Susan, and ourselves, than we expected.

Susan is an attractive young woman in her early 
twenties, of average height. She has a sweet, innocent 
face and wears her blonde hair short, which adds to her 
appearance and probably helps her in the business 
world. That evening she wore a denim miniskirt, high 
leather boots and a white cowboy shirt with black snaps 
at the cuffs and down the front. 

Her shoulders were broad and her thighs, most of which 
were visible below the hem of the mini, were muscular; 
her breasts were high and quite large and, from the 
free motion evident behind her shirt, braless as well. 
We were not surprised when she told us she had been a 
varsity soccer player in school.

I had prepared a spectacular meal, if I do say so 
myself, complete with two bottles of a excellent wine. 
There was sherry before and cognac after, and by the 
time we got around to coffee, we were all talking 
pretty freely. Susan began telling us in great detail 
about the two friends she had gone through school with, 
how they had played soccer together, roomed together 
off and on, dated together, that sort of thing. 

Then she let drop, rather casually, that one of their 
favorite pastimes had been to stay late after soccer 
practice and engage in steamy threesomes in the shower.

My jaw dropped open, but my wife just smiled and looked 
interested and urged the girl on. Seeing that she had 
an attentive audience, Susan described a couple of 
sessions in rather graphic detail. Her description 
aroused me considerably, and, to my surprise, they 
seemed to be arousing Laura as well. 

My wife is a petite woman, not much older than Susan, 
with rich brown hair to her shoulders and a slim 
figure. Her breasts are small and firm and turn up 
saucily; her legs are long and tapered. As Susan told 
her stories, I could see my wife squeezing her crossed 
legs together in unconscious pleasure.

The fact that her stories turned us on was not lost on 
Susan. We poured another round and she told another 
story, and at one point Laura asked if she and her 
friends were gay. Susan laughed and said no, just good 
friends. In fact, she said, both her friends were now 
married and one of them was already expecting her first 
child. 

They all liked men just fine, she said, glancing my 
way. It was just that they also enjoyed themselves -- 
sometimes. Susan smiled coyly and said she had always 
like women with small, pointed breasts, just like my 
wife's. With a long look at my crotch, she added that 
she also enjoyed a stiff cock.

Laura and I were astonished. It wasn't that we'd never 
heard words like that before--in fact, we use them 
between ourselves frequently--but we had not expected 
them from someone so young and innocent-looking. 
However, when Susan rose and walked slowly over to 
Laura and knelt before her, neither of us said a word. 
Susan reached out and brushed her fingertips across 
Laura's breasts, smiling as she tickled my wife's 
erect, braless nipples. 

She eased Laura's legs apart and moved in between them. 
Her fingers moved quickly to unbutton Laura's blouse 
and slid it off her shoulders. With her fingers gently 
tracing Laura's swelling breasts, Susan leaned forward 
and kissed her fully and passionately on the lips. A 
small moan escaped, I could not tell from who, and 
Laura reached for Susan's shoulders to pull her closer.

I watched all this with a growing erection. Susan 
quickly removed her own shirt, and Laura raised her 
hips and began to push her slacks and underpants down. 
Susan sat back, her hands on her breasts, rolling her 
large, dark nipples between finger and thumb, while 
Laura slipped off her remaining clothing. 

Susan immediately bent forward and buried her head 
between Laura's thighs as my wife leaned back against 
the chair and extended her legs full length. Her head 
fell back and she stared wide-eyed at the ceiling, her 
tongue licking her lips. Her hands, on the arms of the 
chair, gripped with white-knuckled fierceness as 
Susan's fingers reached up and touched her breasts.

Covered only by her skimpy denim shirt, Susan's round 
ass rose up invitingly, enticing me. I stood and 
undressed quickly and moved to kneel behind her. I 
raised her skirt the scant few inches required and 
slipped off her damp cotton panties, but found her high 
boots exciting, so I left them on her. 

Her bottom was remarkable, taut and lush, shadowed 
valleys of velvet beckoning me. I caressed her and her 
head stopped its motions, which in turn caused Laura to 
look and see what was happening. Our eyes met for an 
instant, and she smiled.

I slid a hand down, touching Susan's hot, wet open 
cunt, and she responded at once, spreading her shapely 
legs and wiggling her perfectly round ass in as clear a 
wordless welcome as I've ever received. Naturally, I 
accepted. My cock, arching stiff before me, was 
trembling in anticipation. I grasped the base and 
rubbed the head against Susan's hot, lubricated slit 
and plunged in to its full length. Susan sighed happily 
and returned to her work on my wife with her wet 
tongue.

Laura raised her head again. She looked down the length 
of Susan's back to where she could clearly see me 
thrusting at our guest from behind. The sight of that 
only aroused her more, and her hands went to her 
breasts, squeezing them and pinching the nipples as she 
stared fixedly at my surging hips and Susan's ass, 
which shuddered each time I rammed home. 

In a few seconds Laura began to come. I recognized the 
signs. A bright red flush rose from her breasts to her 
face, she began to gasp and moan and her thighs gripped 
Susan tightly. Soon I could feel Susan's cunt began to 
squeeze me rhythmically, and I began to come as well.

At the first hot spurt, Susan reached back between her 
legs and grabbed my balls and held them tightly, 
keeping me buried motionless in her as jets of come 
shot into her. We were all coming at once, wildly, but 
still each of us was aware of the others' orgasms, 
enjoying our own physical pleasure while taking 
vicarious pleasure in the other two. Finally, we 
collapsed in a heap, Laura sliding from the chair to 
the floor to join us in sweaty exhaustion.

We didn't see Susan -- at least, I didn't -- for 
several weeks after than. Then, late one morning, I 
stopped by my wife's office intending to take her out 
to lunch. She was working at her desk when I entered. 
She has a corner office overlooking the city and the 
river, and I admired the view while she finished. 

In a few minutes she joined me, and we stood there for 
a while in silence until I noticed that her hand, which 
had been around my waist, was slipping closer to fondle 
my ass. She looked up at me and grinned and said she 
didn't really care to go out for lunch, that she would 
rather eat there in the office. I told her I hadn't 
brought anything, but she just kept smiling. She shut 
her office door, took me by the hand and led me to her 
desk. While I arched my back against the edge of the 
desk, she sat in her chair in front to me.

Slowly, seductively, she lowered my zipper, reached in 
and eased my cock into view. It was swelling with 
anticipation. She kissed the head and ran the tip of 
her tongue along the underside, then took the tip in 
her mouth while her hand grasped the shaft. She 
engulfed me gently, until half my length was in her 
mouth.

At that point we both heard a sound and looked around 
to see Susan standing there with some papers in her 
hand and a wicked grin on her face. With a slight 
slurping noise, my wife popped me out of her mouth, 
told Susan she had decided to "eat in" and asked if 
she'd care to join her. Susan nodded, tossed the papers 
on the desk and, my wife sliding to one side to make 
room, knelt in front of me.

Susan unfastened my belt and pulled my pants to my 
ankles, claiming that she had a bigger appetite. Then 
she began licking my thighs and my belly, running her 
hands up between my legs and rubbing her breasts 
against my knees, while my wife resumed sucking me. In 
a moment they traded off and Susan's mouth replaced 
Laura's, and Laura began to suck my balls, first one, 
then the other, into her mouth. 

I watched all this closely as the two women traded off, 
back and forth, licking and fondling me, until I could 
feel my explosion building up. They must have felt it 
too, and, acting upon some unspoken agreement, Susan 
grasped me and began jerking me off while Laura just 
barely brushed her lips against the tip of my cock.

In an instant I erupted, and Susan held me tightly, 
aiming the spurting come at Laura's waiting mouth, 
until the gush subsided. Then Laura leaned back and 
Susan licked the come that smeared her hand and the 
head of my cock until both were clean. When she was 
done, they both got up and went into the little 
washroom in the corner of Laura's office, leaving me 
sagging against the desk, gasping, barely able to move, 
let alone pull up my pants. They soon returned, all 
neat and tidy once more, and helped me dress and sent 
me on my way, dazed but happy.

***

Over the next several months, Laura and I enjoyed 
Susan's company on numerous occasions. One day, 
however, my wife came home to inform me that Susan 
would be leaving, moving to a new job that meant an 
increase in prestige and salary. We were both happy for 
her but agreed that we would miss her. We resolved to 
throw a farewell party for her, inviting all her 
friends from the office. 

The party was a great success, everybody had a great 
time, and, of course, by the time it was over, it 
looked like Attila and a select group of his friends 
had camped there for a week.

We had asked Susan to stick around afterward, and when 
the door had closed on the last guest, we went into the 
kitchen to discover her washing dishes. We insisted 
that cleaning up was not what we had in mind for her at 
all and, taking her hands, we led her to the bedroom. 

We slowly disrobed her, kissing and fondling her as we 
went. My wife ran her fingernails across the underside 
of Susan's breasts, leaving little white lines and 
causing Susan's nipples to swell into little pink 
pebbles which I immediately began to suck and lick. 

I knelt to slip Susan's wispy panties over her legs but 
left the smoky stocking and lacy black garter belt in 
place. My hands caressed her firm thighs and cupped her 
buttocks and my fingers probed the lips of her cunt, 
which was already wet and slick and pouting with 
desire. I leaned forward, brushing my lips against her 
bush, inhaling her powerful scent, then ran my tongue 
along her skin. Laura was enjoying Susan's heavy 
breasts as Susan, legs spread, smiling happily, wrapped 
her arms around my wife's shoulders and threw her head 
back and gazed dreamily at the ceiling. 

I dipped my head lower until my tongue could taste her 
cunt. I seized her clitoris between her lips, and as I 
flicked it with the tip of my tongue, Susan began to 
shudder as an orgasm swept over her.

We waited until her orgasm subsided, Laura and I 
removing the last of our clothing. When we were 
completely naked, we took Susan to the bed and lay her 
face-down on it, and, with Laura at her feet and I at 
her head, we began to give Susan a slow, gentle 
massage. We used sweet-smelling hot oil, and soon 
Susan's skin was glowing and this young woman was all 
the more enticing. 

I worked on her shoulders and watched as my wife spread 
Susan's legs and knelt between them, massaging her 
buttocks, her fingertips frequently disappearing into 
shadowy clefts, evoking sensual gasps and sighs from 
our beautiful friend. Susan raised her hips from the 
bed, offering herself brazenly to my wife, who reached 
under and began to stroke Susan to another orgasm.

After a few moments, Susan turned over on her back to 
lie face-up beneath us. Laura at once began to spread 
oil over Susan's abdomen and thighs, rubbing it into 
her bush and the crevice of her cunt. Susan glanced up 
at me as I knelt over her, caressing her breasts, and 
saw only my balls and half-erect cock swaying inches 
above her face. 

The temptation was too much, and she ran her tongue 
along the underside of my cock before pulling me closer 
and taking my swollen sex into her hungry throat, her 
nimble fingers toying with my balls.

I had been concentrating on Susan's breasts all this 
time, watching as my wife inserted first one, then two 
fingers in Susan's cunt and began to ease them in and 
out. I decided I wanted some of that for myself and 
reached down and found the hard bud of her clitoris, 
slippery with oil, and began to stroke it.

I continued to caress one of Susan's breasts, and my 
wife used her free hand to fondle the other while she 
straddled one of Susan's thighs and began to rub her 
cunt against Susan's smooth glistening flesh.

Susan took the cue and slid a finger in and worked it 
against Laura's clit as she continued to suck greedily 
on my cock and balls with her wet mouth.

All of us were by this time covered with massage oil 
and at the point of orgasm. I came first. Susan stroked 
my cock with skillful precision, and soon I was 
shooting gobs of sticky white jelly through the air, 
spattering it on Susan's breasts. She immediately 
stuffed my jerking cock in her mouth and started to 
suck, come spilling across her lips and chin.

My wife, watching this, began to come herself, moaning 
and pressing herself hard against Susan's thigh and 
rigid finger, abandoning Susan's breast for her own, 
twisting and pinching the nipple as her orgasm spread, 
then retreated.

But our orgasms were not what we were there for, and we 
began to work even harder on Susan. With Laura finger-
fucking her while I stroked her clit, Susan blasted 
over the edge in no time, arching her back and ramming 
her hips against our hands as wave after wave of yet 
another orgasm jolted her. She was moaning, gasping for 
air, thrashing from side to side as Laura and I drove 
her on until she could stand it no longer and begged us 
to stop. 

When the excitement subsided, we lay together in a heap 
and hugged and laughed. My wife took my limp cock in 
her mouth and cleaned off the last of the come; then we 
all took a shower together. After we had dried off, we 
dressed Susan and sent her on her way to fame and 
fortune and Laura and I staggered off to bed and sleep.

Laura and I bless the day Susan come into our lives. 
Through her we discovered pleasures we never dreamed 
of. She opened our eyes to the special joys of 
threesomes and in so doing energized our marriage. As 
my wife is fond of saying, Susan gave new meaning to 
the term "personal assistant."

END

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