re:Office Sex Fantasy Part 2 - Sex Stories

re:Office Sex Fantasy Part 2

... seems to be getting better at it. Let me show you that room." The spare bedroom was exactly the space I was looking for, and so as Sandra kept Anne busy in the kitchen, Brad helped me carry a few items up from my car. We had to turn the bed against the wall, but in just a few minutes everything was set. Brad took the opportunity to have a quick serious chat with me. "So, I am given to understand that you know we have been swinging for some time now." "Yes.." "Anne also says that you may not be comfortable with being watched." "It’s not something that I have ever considered. I think if I focus on Anne, it will be okay. If that's okay with you..." "Yes, of course. I just wanted to add... don't be afraid to let us know if there is a problem. I want Anne to enjoy herself too, and if you're distracted, she won't be able to." "Great. I'm glad we can talk about this. I mean, just talking about it is making me nervous, but not talking about it would be worse. So thank you." "And thank you. I can tell you already that she is going to love this. Let’s go get them, and get started." The women had a nice snack of fresh fruit and min-sandwiches waiting for us. We all ate sparingly and informally in the kitchen. Sandra had brought a gift of wine, and it went well with the meal. We made fun of ourselves when we all realized that we were hurrying to finish eating while trying to act as if we were not in a hurry. Anne could not take any more suspense, so she demanded, "So, I am ready for my ...

... surprise. Surprise me now!" "You don't look ready to me," I answered. "First, you need to be naked. In a robe, if you prefer." "You tricked me out of my shirt first last time," she responded. "You're not going to get me naked that easily. You have to at least give up your shirt!" "Shirt and pants!" Sandra said with glee. "And Brad's as well." I must have looked a little uncomfortable with that request, but Anne quickly stepped in close, and said, "Just your shirt. You can do that for me." Her confidence was compelling, and I knew I would do anything she asked. I wanted to exceed her desires as well. I took an easy breath, and removed first my shirt, and then my shoes, socks, and pants. She was pleased and was smiling wide as she stepped in close and kissed me. "Okay," she breathed, "my turn then." She moved to quickly unbutton her blouse. "Wait," I commanded. "Slowly. Make it a dance. Entice me, and make me want you more than I already do." Somewhere behind me, Brad teased quietly, "Hey, that's my wife." Sandra quickly rebuked him. "Shut up you. You're supposed to be learning. Watch me strip for you. Watch how aroused I get, watching you watch me." "Sorry," he replied. Anne and I let their remarks fall outside of our notice. She started to sway her hips to the sensual soundtrack that women inherently have in their souls. As the last button fell away, she did a quick spin. Her blouse billowed out to reveal a lacy purple bra. She continued to turn to face away from me. When she ...