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The Seduction of Susan (part 2)
She paused with her face right in front of me. I could feel her breath on my lips, her hands on my thighs and her eyes locked onto mine. I looked down and Mags smiled.
"I want you to look Susan. You can't close your eyes and pretend this is your husband; I want you to see who is doing to this to you. If you stop looking, I will stop, do you understand?"
I nodded my agreement; I was too turned on to speak.
"Good," she said. "Then look at what I'm doing, I'm going to lick you, and I'm going make you cum better than any orgasm you have ever had before. And once I've made you cum you can go home to your husband, but all you will be thinking about will be me and what I can do for you. When you and he have sex, you won't be thinking of him, you will be thinking of me. You will be pretending it's me doing all these things to you, and you will come back for more."
With that she lowered her face to me and her tongue darted out and started to lick. I was writhing in pleasure; she started to lick the outside of my lips up and down gently, not even penetrating me, just nibbling and licking. Every now and then she would flick her tongue across my clit which would make me squirm even more. All the time her eyes were glued to mine as I watched this woman devour me.
I closed my eyes and pushed my head back, revelling in the sensations. Instantly the touches stopped.
"I told you what would hapen Susan, look at me or I walk away"
I looked back down and Mags resumed what she was doing. I could see her tongue forming a hard triangle as she started to push it gently inside me. My juices were running down the inside of my legs as Mags continued to lick harder and faster. I don't think I had ever felt this turned on before.
"Please make me cum," I groaned as the speed of her licking mounted, pushing me closer and closer to an orgasm.
I moved my hand down and grabbed the back of Mags hair, pushing her face into me, forcing her tongue deeper and pushing her nose against my clit.
I came really hard right in Mags face but she continued to lick stretching my orgasm out to last an age. The feelings that washed over my body were amazing and I felt my whole body tense then relax and my orgasm subsided. I was still looking Mags in the eye but had released the pressure on her head.
She licked me a few more times, each time making tiny bolts of pleasure run through my body.
Then she sat up, kissed each of my nipples once, kissed me on the cheek and started to tidy up her clothes.
I lay there staring at her, unable to move. My breath was coming fast and ragged as I tried to get myself under control. Mags reached into the drawer on her desk and pulled out a disk which she threw on the floor in front of me.
"Here's the file you were after," she said with a smile on her face. "I made sure I backed it up before I deleted it. I've also written my phone number on the disk, phone me when you need me again, I'm sure it wont be long."
With that she turned on her heels and left the office.
I bent down, picked up the disk and just stared at it. She had done this on purpose, she knew how important this was and she had tricked me into doing this. I was angry with her, yet at the same time was still coming down from the best orgasm I had ever had. Every time I thought of her between my legs with those dark eyes looking up at me, I would feel a shiver run through me and I would have to catch my breath.
I got dressed, rung my husband to tell him I would be home shortly and made a quick check of the file, everything was ok. Without even thinking about it I added Mags phone number to the address book on my mobile phone.
On the way home, I pulled over into a lay-by by the side of the road and cried. I still couldn't understand what had come over me. I loved my husband dearly, yet I had let this woman do this to me. Worse still, I had actually begged her to do it to me, I still felt wet down below which was a constant reminder of what had happened only a short while before.
Finally composed, I set off for home again. When I arrived my husband was waiting for me, he commented on how I looked flushed but I lied and it was hot in the office today as the air con was faulty. I went upstairs, showered, and we both got ready for bed. I made a conscious effort to have sex with him, and while it was good (I still loved him dearly), I couldn't orgasm. After a while I closed my eyes and thought of Mags. I imagined her between my legs again and the touch of her hair between my fingers, her eyes looking into mine. I saw her masturbating herself on the chair again in front of me, the feeling of her lips on my nipples. I came very quickly after that.
Work the next day was very awkward. I got the order in on time and got some praise from the powers that be which was always nice to get. The problem was that from my desk I could look across the office and see Mags where she sat. I wasn't getting much done as I found myself staring at her for periods of time. She would occasionally look up at me and smile and I would look away embarrassed.
About half way through the day I got an email from Mags. It contained only 1 word, "Look".
I peered over my desk and I saw Mags slowly rotate her chair so her legs were pointing towards me. She was wearing a very short skirt and slowly she opened her legs. I could see that she wasn't wearing any underwear. She let one of her hands settle on her thigh and slowly she started to stroke it. Instantly I felt myself getting wet, and I started to breathe harder and harder. My mind again slipped back to last night and what had happened here.
She moved back to her normal seating position and started typing again. Within a couple of minutes another email had arrived.
"Do you like what you saw? I could tell you did, if you want to see more call me, that's all you have to do. I had a great time last night Susan, I can't wait for you to return the favour to me. When you call me next, it will be your turn to do all those things to me, I won't touch you again until you have licked me."
"Did you tell your husband what you got up to? I bet you didn't. I bet you even had sex with him last night to try to prove to yourself that your still straight. Was it good? Was he as good as me?"
"He wasn't was he? I told you no one can make you feel like I can, you may still love him but you need a woman in your life as well now don't you? I can be that woman Susan. I can do these things for you whenever you want it; all you have to do is call. I can also ask one of the other girls along. Do you like Faye or Becky? They will do what ever I tell them to. Would you like all three of us to be there?"
I noticed that the email had been CC'd to both Faye and Becky and when I looked up both of them were staring at me and smiling. I went bright red and looked down at my computer screen.
The email finished, "This will be the last time I speak to you like this Susan. It's now your choice. Call me if you want more, and I'm sure you do, I've awaked something in you that you can't control. Every woman who has tried it has become addicted, Ive made you at least part lesbian Susan and you need a woman to make you feel fulfilled."
I sat at my desk breathing hard and trying not to think of what was happening, but I was so upset I couldn't concentrate. I got up and walked as calmly as I could to the toilet. I let myself into one of the cubicles closed the door, sat down and started to cry.
A few minutes later the door opened and someone went into the cubicle by the side of me. I could hear voices whispering and it quickly became obvious that there were 2 people in there. I put my head against the wall and listened. I could here fumbling as someone undressed, the sound of skin on skin as lips locked and heavy breathing. I stood on the toilet and looked over the top, Faye and Becky were in the cubicle, Faye was a little shorter than me but had much bigger boobs on a thin frame. She had a pretty face and long blond hair. She was leaning back on the toilet with her legs in the air. One foot was resting on the top of the toilet roll holder the other was resting on Becky's back. Becky was still fully dressed but was between Faye's legs licking her. I stared at the sight in front of me, and continued to watch. My legs went weak as I saw Becky place a finger inside Faye and start to move it in and out. My own hand went between my legs and I started to rub myself through my underwear.
"Oh that's perfect," Faye panted to Becky. "Put 2 fingers in, and move them faster"
She complied to Fayes request and she started to squirm as Becky raised the pace.
"Do you remember what Mags told us about Susan earlier on," Faye panted. "About how Susan let her lick her, about how she made her cum. I would love to lick Susan and then let her lick me. I can't wait until Mags brings her along to one of our parties and I get to taste her."
I pushed aside my underwear and slipped finger inside me as I masturbated to what I was seeing and hearing.
"Would you like to join us Susan?" Becky said looking up.
I nearly fell off the toilet I was standing on in my haste to get out of there, I pushed open the door and ran straight to my boss, made an excuse about not feeling well and left for day.
At home I sat in the living room and thought about what I was going to do. I still had the emails that Mags had sent me, so I could complain to the office manager or I could go to the police. I thought about Faye and Becky and what they had said, I was still really wet and turned on, my hand again slid down my body and I started to masturbate. I didn't take long, but I came with the image of Becky licking Faye and Mags licking me in my mind. I lay there a while after and smiled to myself, I felt very content.
I stayed away from work again the next day. I was unsure of my own feelings and more than a little confused and embarrassed about the whole situation. Also my husband works away from home on occasions and was due to depart on trip to Europe for 4 days later on that afternoon. We had sex again before he left, but I couldn't cum unless I thought of Mags, Faye or Becky.
Later that night sitting on my own in the bed I normally shared with my husband, I plucked up the courage to call Mags. I dialled the number and she answered immediately.
"Yes," she said.
"Hi Mags, its Susan."
"Hi," she said very neutrally. "What can I do for you?"
"I was wondering if you could maybe come round," I said very nervously.
"What for?" she asked.
"I need to speak to you. I need to talk about what's happening"
"Were talking now," she said. "If I come round, it won't be to talk it will be to do something else. Do you want me to come round?"
"I'm not sure," I said honestly. "Will you ever leave me alone? I feel like I'm being bullied."
"I've told you before Susan, I won't do anything or contact you in any way unless you want me to. I've also told Faye and Becky to leave you alone as well; they will do what I ask them to. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable Susan; I want you to feel relaxed with us all."
"I saw what Faye and Becky were doing yesterday in the toilet"
"And?" Mags asked
"I liked watching it," I said. "When I got home I was upset, but I was turned on. I masturbated over what I saw and heard. Did you really tell them about what you did to me?"
"Yes, they both asked if you would let them do it to you. I said that you wouldn't because you weren't sure if you wanted to do anything else."
"Would they lick me like you did?"
"If you asked them too," was Mags only reply.
"Do you have sex with both of them at the same time?" I asked.
"Yes, quite often. But its not only with them, there are more women that you think who like to have sex with other women."
"What do the three of you do?"
"Are you asking me to tell you this Susan? Because if it's making you uncomfortable I won't say anything."
My voice was hoarse but I continued "No, please tell me what you do."
"Normally I invite them over, sometimes it's just them, sometimes its more than the two of them, we have lots of friends. We then just spend the whole night having fun together."
My voice was shaking now. "Maybe I can come over one night," I whispered.
"What do you mean Susan; you have to tell me what you want to do?"
"I would like to come over and see what you all get up to," I said. "I would like to know what it is that the three of you do. I want to see them licking you." This image was driving me wild, my hand was again starting to make its way down.
"You know the deal Susan, you don't get anything until you do something for me."
"Mags, will you please come over," I said finally making my mind up.
"And what will we do if I do come over?"
"What ever you want us to do," I said "Everything."
"Ok, give me your address and I will be there in 30 minutes, and Susan I want you to be naked when you open the door."
Half hour later Mags car drew up outside and she started to walk up to the front door. I was peeking at her from behind the curtain as she approached. She looked gorgeous as she walked slowly up the path. she was wearing an long white flowing skirt down to her ankles and a light blue top that stopped just above her belly button and showed off her flat stomach. Her hair was tied up above her head in a bun and as she walked she swung her hips in such a sexy manner. She rang the doorbell and I went to answer.
I stood behind the door thinking this through. I thought to myself this is my last chance. If I stop now she will go and leave me alone. If I could do without the touch of another woman then I could ignore the door and go back to my normal life with my husband. The other choice was to welcome this, open the door and let everything happen. I could let this woman and her friend do what they want with me. My mind was already made up. I slipped the shoulder straps of the negligee I was wearing off and let it fall to floor. I stood there naked in my hallway and opened the door.