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Chapter 10: Lydia Invites Tamara and Me OverMonday morning at work wasn’t awkward at all. Just Tamara stopping by my office, seemingly to confirm that all that had happened had, actually, happened. I confirmed it in the clearest way I could.“On your knees,” I commanded quietly but forcefully. And, as she moved to obey, I said to her, “For the present time, that is the only command I plan to give you in the office. The roles are for home, not for here.”Seeing an almost disappointed look in her eye as she stood upright again, I followed up with, “For now. Who knows what the week will hold? And who knows what Friday will be like with Lydia and Tony? Who knows, we both may end up in dominatrix roles over both of them — and that would be quite interesting if it bled over into work hours — he’s the boss, but we’re in control.”I could tell I’d at least mollified her for the moment, which was lucky for me as she walked out less than thirty seconds before Tony walked in.He closed the door behind him quietly and walked up to my desk. With the most earnest look in his eye, he asked me in a whisper, “What did you do to my wife?!”Not genuinely knowing exactly how to answer that, I tried a tentative, “Several things, to be honest, but it was mostly her doing things to and for us. Why?”“You of course remember my request for you and Ron to have your way with her?” he hissed, to my nod. “Well, I kind of thought that her running off to your place Saturday evening would have satiated her, at least a bit.”“Oh, it did,” I responded, “but only a bit — we made her bring each of us to orgasm while only allowing her one. At least that was the plan until I was possessed by my strap-on, and I fucked her until she came again.”“You have a stra—“ He interrupted himself. “That explains a lot,” he said, a little wistfully. “She came back far hornier and needier than when she left. After all that happened, I thought I was exhausted Saturday night, but then she woke me early Sunday, riding my morning wood, and barely let me rest all day.”“You’re welcome?” I tried.“No!” he sharply responded. “I have been trying to keep up with her needs, and thought you might help me. But it turns out you just lit her fire, added a bunch of tinder, and sent her home. I need help quenching the flames, not fanning them!”I tried not to laugh or smile at the image of a man complaining about how much sexual activity his wife requires of him. Seemed to me like an enviable ‘problem’ from most men’s perspectives. And it also gave me perspective into how and why he hadn’t tried to press a sexual relationship with me at work — the thing I’d worried about — due to him already being overwhelmed at home with Lydia’s needs.As he left my office, I started to think differently about the dominant role we’d established over Lydia. I tried to keep my mind focused on work, but throughout the week I kept having flashes of the previous Saturday and imaginings of izmit escort the coming Friday.~~~~~~~Friday afternoon finally arrived, and I’d come to work prepared. In my bag, I had my strap on, the butt plug, which I now could control on my phone, and both of my recently purchased dildos. I was wearing a brand-new, lacy black teddy that did almost nothing to contain my nipples. (To contain them while at work, I’d borrowed some padded inserts from a bra I rarely wear anymore. I removed the inserts and dropped them into a desk drawer, thinking I might have a too-much-nipple-at-work problem again someday in the future.) Like the one that was Tamara’s now, this teddy also ended in garter straps, which I had connected to my favorite stockings. I slipped my panties off and dropped them into my bag right before I turned off my office lights and headed down the hall to Tamara’s office.As we left work, walking side by side to our cars, Tamara and I aligned our plans. We hoped to leave her, at the end of the night, whimpering in a puddle, satiated beyond any human’s capacity for orgasm.I followed Tamara over to Tony and Lydia’s place, parking beside her in their wide driveway. We walked arm in arm towards their door, which opened well before we reached it. Lydia’s lithe form was silhouetted momentarily before she ran out to us.As the three of us hugged, Lydia’s whispered Thank you brought my mind more clearly to our mission.I leaned my head between Lydia’s and Tamara’s as I pulled their ears to my mouth, allowing me to whisper, “Tonight, my pets, we have a rule: for every orgasm experienced by anyone else, Lydia must receive two. She gave of herself so fully last weekend that she deserves a reward.”Lydia’s eyes were as big as saucers as I pulled back from their ears. Looking over her shoulder, I just saw Tony as he peeked out the front door and then scurried away.“Shall we?” asked Tamara, holding her hand out towards the front door. As we entered, my eyes flashed across the room, beyond the couch, to the window through which Tony and I had watched Ron and Lydia fucking by the pool. My pussy pulsed, and I felt a slight trickle at the top of my thigh. Whether looking back on what had happened the last time I was here or looking forward to what was about to happen, it was almost as if the physical space made me aroused.Lydia led us to the kitchen and poured wine. We took our glasses and moved to the living room, to the exact couch where four of us had done so much with and for each other. Now we were a slightly different four, and there was almost electric anticipation in the air.I decided to be bold, so I moved to the far end of the couch and sat with one foot on the floor and the other on the cushions against the backrest. Setting down my bag in easy reach, I used my other hand to pull my skirt over my knee, fully exposing myself to them both. I glanced down at myself just in time to yahya kaptan escort see my labia parting, as I had watched Tamara’s do so many times recently.Lydia said, “It’s like a flower blooming,” as she moved towards me, wasting no time in dropping her mouth to my spread lips. As I started moaning gently, I reached into my bag, grabbed the strap-on, and tossed it to Tamara. She caught it in one hand as she unzipped her skirt with the other. She stepped out of the skirt and into the strap-on in one motion, securing it to herself deftly. (I was impressed, to be honest, though my head did tilt back in pleasure just as it seemed she finished.)With my head back and my eyes closed, it was through my pussy that I felt the moment Tamara entered Lydia. There was a brief pause accompanied by a groan of appreciation, which reverberated off my clit and almost sent me over the edge before Lydia returned her oral attention to me with greater vigor.I watched Tamara, holding Lydia firmly by the hips, as she plunged the strap-on into Lydia’s cunt over and over. It wasn’t long before Lydia started screaming into my cunt as her first orgasm of the evening overtook her. I wondered, briefly, what Tamara had done to make Lydia cum so quickly.As she came down, she gradually started to attend to my leaking labia again. She finally slid two fingers into me and shifted her lips and tongue to my clit. Just as I felt the glimmer of an impending orgasm, she again stopped, this time completely. It was the tone of her whimper that made me open my eyes.Tamara had on hand on Lydia’s ass, pulling one check to the side. Her other hand was guiding the cock between her legs, as far as I could tell, into Lydia’s ass.Sure enough, I heard Lydia’s high-pitched cry as Tamara entered her, then a much lower, almost breathy whisper, “Yes, slide that cock into my ass.”As long as I had a moment of focus, I reached back into my back and grabbed the vibrator. As Tamara put both of her hands on Lydia’s hips again and started slowly thrusting in and out of her ass, I held up the vibrator. She simply nodded and held out her hand. It was just as Tamara took it from me that Lydia’s tongue resumed lavishing attention on me and her fingers resumed their thrusting.I don’t know if Tamara did it on purpose, but, just as Lydia sent me into a body-shaking orgasm, she used the vibrator in Lydia’s pussy while fucking her ass with the strap-on to send Lydia over the edge with me.As our spasming subsided, Lydia crawled up to kiss me as she eased herself off of Tamara’s cock. I saw the vibrator starting to slip out of her and reached to push it back in as she cuddled in beside me. I thrust in her a few times before pulling out and resting it on Lydia’s clit.It didn’t take long before Lydia was launching into her third orgasm of the evening. As she did, I looked over at Tamara who had already washed the dildo gebze escort and was in the process of unstrapping herself.Looking down at Lydia, quivering as her orgasm ebbed, Tamara held the strap-on in my direction, saying, “Will you do the honors, Mistress? I’d like to feast on our prize for a bit before we find out if the cock-of-the-house wants to double team her.”I slipped out from beside Lydia, turning her more on her back, as I climbed off the couch and took the strap on from Tamara. She climbed onto the couch and, with her ass in the air, lowered her head to Lydia’s drenched pussy.By the time I got the straps finally adjusted — how did Tamara make that look so easy? — I could hear Lydia’s moans rising in pitch. I saw that Tamara had three fingers inside her and was flicking her tongue across Lydia’s clit.I wanted to help Tamara reach orgasm with Lydia, so I grabbed the vibrator, and slid it into Tamara’s wet slit moving it around to her appreciative moans. Then I pulled it out and eased it into her ass. I only pressed in a few inches, but Tamara’s ass wiggled at me in appreciation.I stepped up behind her and slowly entered her with the strap-on, again stopping after just a few inches. Using my hips to start thrusting in and out of her pussy, I used my hand to thrust the vibrator in and out of her ass.“Oh god,” Lydia moaned, “Don’t stop, I’m so close.”I did my best to distract Tamara so she couldn’t fully focus on Lydia, but, even as she started to cum, Tamara never stopped pumping her fingers in and out of Lydia, nor did she stop tonguing Lydia’s clit.I was filled with a sense of achievement — I’d made Tamara cum before Lydia — but also awe — Tamara had never stopped trying to please Lydia throughout the early peak of her orgasm. It wasn’t until Lydia started cumming, too, that Tamara finally stopped moving her hand, just allowing Lydia to pulse around her fingers and squirm against her mouth.I turned off the vibrator and slowly pulled it out before easing myself out of Tamara’s much wetter hole. I was amazed to see the volume of fluid leaking down her legs — and that was all her as I certainly hadn’t cum inside her.Tamara fell sideways on the couch and I watched her breasts, heaving with each fast, deep breath. My eyes flicked to Lydia, legs splayed, a large, dark patch of moisture under her on the couch, breasts also rising and falling with her breath.My mind flicked to Tony for a second, and an idea popped, fully formed, into my head. I stepped to Lydia and reached down, sliding two fingers into her sopping pussy. More liquid leaked out as I manipulated my fingers. I used that to help ease the vibrator past her pucker.Her voice said something like, “Oh no, not more, I can’t,” but her body tilted her hips for me, giving me easy access to slide the vibrator deeply into her ass as she gave up her resistance and just moaned in pleasure. That moan jumped an octave when I turned it on. That’s when I reached into my bag and grabbed the thicker dildo. I rubbed it up and down her wet lips before pressing for entry. I was just a little surprised with how little effort it took to press it in to the hilt, but the groaning cry that followed made me start leaking again.
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