Eight Months of Separation--MFF, MF, FF, public sex
Part VIII
By Gina R. (aagina@hotmail.com)
This is a continuation of a story involving an increasingly compromised businessman (Michael), who is away from home (and his mischievous wife) for an 8-month business assignment...
When Soo-ling finally placed the call to her brother-in-law, Gao Yanping, I was feeling nervous, despite having spent the afternoon in what most people would have described as tension-reducing activities. My desk had been completely cleared--I had to smile as I surveyed the pile of papers that had been strewn upon the rug--and I could still see the wetness on the surface where Lisa had eaten Soo-ling.
What a deliciously erotic sight that had been, my Chinese mistress sprawled nude across my desktop, while my assistant--to all outward appearances an attractive but prim professional--had stood next to me, completely clothed, and gone down on the Asian temptress. Thank god for office door locks!
I had contented myself with watching the salacious show, although I had opened my slacks so that I could stroke myself as I watched. It was so arousing, watching Lisa peel Soo-ling's moist pussy lips apart, then stick her pointed tongue out far and firm, licking hard and fast at the base of Soo-ling's slit so that she could catch her nectar. Then, achingly slowly, she moved her tongue up into her tender hole, opening her up like some exotic tropical orchid so that she could find the soft treasures within. Soo-ling's throaty moans began to fill the office, and I could see her stomach rippling involuntarily as Lisa curled her tongue up inside her. Then she reached the top of her pussy, and slipped up onto her clitoris, now swelling and hard, which she assaulted mercilessly--flick! flick! flick!--before starting the whole oral dance again. By the third rotation, Soo-ling's ass was bouncing on the desk and she was cumming hard. That was enough for me. As Lisa lifted Soo-ling's knees and pressed them into her pointy tits so that she could lick the rim of her ass, I stood up, flipped Lisa's skirt up onto her back and roughly pulled down her sticky panties. Her only response was to wiggle her ass seductively, and I wasted no time in putting my cock at the entrance of her tight pussy, grasping her lovely ass, and thrusting myself into her.
On and on we went through the long hours of the afternoon, eventually peeling off all our clothes. After my second cum, deposited in my assistant's bewitching ass, I had to take a break, and went over to the couch to rest a bit. But the girls continued, Lisa crawling up onto the desk and curling around into a 69 position, while Soo-ling greedily sucked my cum out of both her holes.
But now the magic hour had rolled around, and even though we were still naked and the room reeked of sex, it was time to focus. Everything I had worked for was riding on this call. We placed it on speaker phone so that Soo-ling could translate.
Minutes later, I could not believe how things had turned out. The negotiations had gone surprisingly smoothly, and it appeared that Gao could do the job. But it required going to Shanghai to iron things out, and so that I could inspect the plant. After some discussion, it seemed like the best thing was for Soo-ling and I to go, and for Lisa to keep things running in the office.
We all decided to go out to dinner to celebrate, and the girls left to go home to get ready. I was headed back to the hotel to clean up, and we would meet later at Yujean Kang's, on Melrose Avenue.
I felt like a new man after showering and getting dressed for dinner. I decided that I had better call my wife, Melissa, and tell her the good news about Shanghai.
She answered the phone on the third ring, and it took me several minutes to tell her everything that had happened. I was so excited that it took awhile to register that I was doing all the talking, but as I neared the end of my story, I realized that Melissa was breathing kind of strangely. Finally I paused and asked her if she was all right.
"Ohhhh," she said, and I felt my stomach tighten. It was unmistakably a sexual moan. "I-I'm just fine," she answered, but she dragged out that word "fine" into another long moan. I paused, listening to the sounds coming through the phone, trying to tell what was happening.
"Melissa," I said, and didn't know what to say. I was going to have to tread on our unwritten rule, and ask her what was going on. "What's happening?"
She didn't answer right away. Then she said, in little stops and stutters, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "I-Im...uh...not alone... Jill's here. Oh god. She's doing it, Michael. Ohhh. Oh yes. Jill's...oh my...Jill's fucking my ass with her fist. It hurts, baby. Oh my god, but it feels so good at the same time. Oh my god. We--we're watching you get fisted too. So hot, my love." Then she paused, gasping, while I tried to drink in the mental image. My cock was straining against the front of my pants. "Harry's here," Melissa gasped. "Filming me. And Dora..oh yes, do me! Shit! Dora's..." but again several moments passed before I found out what Dora was up to. "Fisting me too. In my pussy. Oh Michael. I'm going to cum! YES! Oh god YES! Fuck me! FUCK ME!!!" And then the line was filled with a long wailing moan that started out low, and then built and built in a rising crescendo, until my wife was screaming unintelligibly. I was shaking, and wondering whether I should pull my cock out and cum. I wanted to badly.
"Thank you, baby," I heard Melissa murmuring dreamily in my ear. "I love you, Michael. I'm so proud of all you've done."
I started to respond but the line went dead. It was an odd feeling. I felt like I had just shared one of the most intimate, erotic moments I'd ever experienced, with the woman that I loved more than life itself, and yet here we were, separated by a continent (soon to be separated by the world itself). I was trembling, and my cock was tenting my pants painfully. Somehow I pulled myself together, and left to meet Lisa and Soo-ling.
I shared what had happened over cocktails, and I could see both sets of eyes glistening with unconcealed lust. Lisa looked fabulous, dressed in a Grecian-style emerald dress. The folds in front dipped elegantly into her tempting brown cleavage, while the back plunged so far down that, I as I glanced next to me in the booth, I could see the top of the cleft of her behind. To my right, Soo-ling was a study in leather, her top covered (barely) in a slitted bustier, attached at the waist to the tightest pair of pants I had ever seen. I had seen many admiring, wondering, glances as I entered the restaurant with this pair of lovelies.
"You're a lucky man, Michael," Lisa said, and at that moment, I felt the truth of her words in every sense. Truly, fortune had smiled on me, in ways that I could never have imagined when I'd taken this job months before. I felt her fingers trailing across my lap, concealed by the tablecloth, as she explored how aroused I'd become by the retelling of my phone conversation. "Mmmm," Lisa said. "You're nice and hard." I flushed red and could only nod. Soo-ling looked over and giggled, as she saw Lisa unzip my pants and fish out my hard cock. I looked around nervously, and bit my lip as I saw the waitress--an attractive young Asian girl, approach the table.
"Soo-ling!" the waitress said, obviously recognizing my companion.
"Hello, Linda," answered Soo-ling. "I was so hoping you would be here tonight. Allow me to introduce Michael Bender, and Lisa Grey." Like an idiot, I started to get up, before realizing that I could not. I blushed and reached up to shake her hand, as Linda leaned over the table. The motion, though, caused her to lean far enough in to see my lap, where she saw Lisa's hand slowly pumping up and down my throbbing cock. I heard her gasp, and then she stifled a giggle.
"Are you...enjoying yourself tonight, Mr. Bender?" she asked, with a wink.
"Y-yes I am, Linda, thank you. Is there anything you would recommend," I asked, struggling to maintain my composure.
"Well," she paused, glancing first at Soo-ling, then at Lisa. "I would say you had better have some oysters." And she grinned. I grinned back stupidly. "I be back in a minute with special treat," and then I watched her tight little bottom swaying to another table. I glared over at Lisa, but she just smiled back at me, and I groaned as I felt her rubbing her fingernail lightly around my peehole. She was rewarded with a tiny spurt of precum, which she swirled around my tip. Well, I thought, two could play this game, and while Lisa started chatting with Soo-ling about the details of our Shanghai trip, I reached over behind her, and slid my hand down the back of her dress. She merely leaned forward a bit, and before long, I found myself actually playing with the entrance to her tight ass.
"Ready for your treat now?" Linda asked, having rematerialized at our table. We all looked up at her, and before I could answer, she looked quickly around, then dropped to her knees and disappeared under the long tablecloth. I'm sure my eyes must have just about dropped into my drink, but I quickly calmed myself, wondering what she was up to. I didn't have long to wait, as I suddenly sensed the unmistakable feel of a hot, wet tongue, licking at the head of my cock. Soo-ling just smiled at me, and then went back to talking with Lisa. I found myself leaning back, then sliding my butt forward to give her better access. She was good. With apparent ease, she swallowed my shaft. I could feel myself sinking deeper and deeper into her hot mouth. At the same moment, with a small curling motion, I felt the tip of my finger pop inside Lisa's tight rim. She squirmed a bit on her seat, but otherwise showed no sign of anything. I could feel my own cum starting to bubble, and wondered how long I could hold off.
Then, abruptly, I felt the mouth leave my cock, and I suppressed a groan of disappointment. This was too much! I almost lifted the tablecloth to protest, but Soo-ling put her hand on mine and nodded to my left. I looked over and saw Lisa leaning back with her eyes clothes. My hand was being pinned uncomfortably, and, as delicately as I could, I extracted myself from her ass, at the same time glancing down to where her thighs met the table cloth. What should I see, but Linda's laughing eyes peeking back at me, her tongue obviously busy between my assistant's legs. I felt my cock twitching in response, then I shuddered, because Soo-ling had now reached over and was pumping me. I saw Lisa suddenly clutch the tabletop with her hands, and then as sharp red flush spread across her chest. Otherwise, though, she looked the same as ever. And then that magical mouth was back on my cock, and this time there was no holding back. Down she went, back up to swirl around the head, then down again, and this time I came, coughing into my fist to try to cover the sounds coming from my throat.
A moment later, Linda was back in front of us, smiling, asking if we were ready to order. I stared at her, amazed, and she opened her mouth then, sliding her tongue out so I could see the cum coating it. Then she swallowed and grinned. Her cheeks were a bit shiny, but otherwise there was no evidence of what she had just done.
We had a hard few days of work ahead of us. Soo-ling had a long vacation coming from her hotel job, and she took it, spending her days working full-time for me as a translator, and helping Lisa with the travel arrangements. A tape arrived from Melissa, but we all agreed that we would have to wait to watch it until Soo-ling and I arrived. Then, quicker than we could have imagined, the day arrived when we were set to leave. Soo-ling drove us to the airport, while Lisa and I went over instructions in the back seat. But we finished with those before we had got to airport, and Lisa turned to look at me, a serious look on her face.
"I'm going to miss you both," she said, and I suddenly realized again how much I was going to miss her too. Before I knew it, she was leaning into me, kissing me hard, and I was fumbling inside her blouse to squeeze her nipple between my finger and thumb. I saw Soo-ling glance in the mirror, just as we were entering the parking garage, and she drove around for a bit before finding a rather deserted section of the lot. Then she parked and turned around, content to watch as Lisa bent into my lap and sucked on my cock. A strange feeling washed over me, and suddenly I could remember another departure, long ago and far away, when Melissa had sucked me just like this before I'd left for Los Angeles. I found myself flashing on that moment, and suddenly it was she who was sucking me, and my hips were bucking up hard into her mouth and I was cumming, the semen shooting out of me in short thick bursts.
Lisa sat up, grinning, her face a mess, and I leaned over and kissed her, licking my own cum off her nose, off her cheeks, and around her lips. Then we kissed again, passionately, and she broke away--once again all business--and said we'd better be going or we'd miss the flight. She leaned forward and kissed Soo-ling--another long, lingering kiss--and then we were off on our Chinese adventure.