Carrie was a bit agitated when she came in after work one day last summer. She had stepped into the stockroom to pick up a box of envelopes and had seen a flash of white from the back corner. She could see a couple kissing , oblivious to her presence, the girl’s arms around his neck and his hand busy under her blouse. Carrie had drifted into an alcove between file boxes and kept still, fascinated by what she was seeing, but not wanting to know who it was. All she knew was there were no single men working there, and no married couples, so what was happening was contraband playing. Even as she had watched there had been quiet whispers and the guy had slipped back into the office, leaving the girl to slip away later. This she did, with an armload of supplies to justify her trip into the room. She had waited another minute and left herself, glad to be out of the situation. But when she had returned to her desk, she had found her friend and workmate, Sue, busy putting away the stuff she had just scooped from the supply room. It had to have been Sue in the embrace.
Carrie and Sue had graduated from business college together just last year after finishing high school. Carrie had married me and Sue had married Eric during the business school. Neither girl really had to work, but since no one wanted an immediate f****y, both felt they should contribute to the finances, and they had got jobs together in an insurance office. The jobs were menial, but it was a paycheck, and it was probably good for the girls to see what working for a living was like.
Carrie had learned very quickly how easy it could be for a pretty young girl to get whatever she wanted in an office dominated by men. She hadn’t been hit on to much, but this was because she had caught the eye of Gord, a junior partner and up-and-coming mogul in the industry. When the other men had either noticed or been given the word, Carrie was given the eyes but spared the actual advances. She knew that Gord liked her, and suspected that he had ulterior motives, but he was clever enough to not actually give her cause to panic. Actually, he was quite a handsome rogue, only mid-thirties, and fit, and if neither had been married Carrie might have been attracted, even at half his age. But she was, and so was he, to a gorgeous, tall, blonde who obviously had lots of time for tanning beds and deep credit cards.
Carrie had told me about Gord’s friendliness and her suspicions, like a good little wife, and had been relieved that I hadn’t gone into a jealous rage. After all, she did enjoy the attention and flattery, and she had done her duty to her husband. But now she had to tell me how our friend had been lured in by the enticements and was obviously having or preparing to have an affair.
I tried to hide the boner that had started growing as Carrie told her story..The thought of Sue getting strange nooky didn’t turn me off at all. I had always thought that she had a nice body and a wholesome state of mind, just a fun girl waiting to dispense some fun.
“Being caught in the back room and grabbed for a kiss isn’t an affair, you know, sweety”, I tried to invent a non-committal answer.
“She was hugging and kissing him back, and he was playing with her tits. When he left she had to pull her bra back over them.”
“So its safe to say that whatever they were doing and whatever they are going to do, Sue is an equal and willing partner.”
Carrie registered exasperation and triumph at once, “That’s what I’ve been trying to say. She’s cheating on Eric.”
I tried to hide any fleeting expressions behind steepled hands..”That would only be true if Eric doesn’t know of the affair, and that he wouldn’t approve. We don’t know if either is true.”
Carrie was incredulous, “Do you think Eric would want Sue to fuck somebody else.?”
I took her into my arm, “You can’t live someone else’s life for them, angel. Think of this. Just suppose Eric had his eye on a strange girl. Wouldn’t it be convenient for him if Sue had a boyfriend and she was willing to let him fuck around in exchange? You weren’t a virgin when I met you, and it never affected your value to me. I even like hearing about your old flings. So if Sue gets laid it won’t change her sex life with Eric.”
I lifted her face to touch our noses, “If Gord got really lucky and scored with you, it would only bother me if you ran off with him.”
She bit my nose, “Well, he’s not going to get lucky, so whoever you got on the make you can put back on the shelf.”
And so it might have ended. But Carrie brought home stories of how happy Sue seemed. She hadn’t been promoted or anything, but she really liked going to work. When we saw Eric and Sue, they were as together a couple as we were. Nothing was said to indicate any changes had been made in their life. Carrie found out mainly through elimination who Sue had been cuddling in the stockroom. Then one day Sue laid a bomb on Carrie
“How are you and Gord getting on? Are things still pretty hot?” The girls were having coffee with their heads together and Sue had a playful look on her face.
Carrie took a moment to digest the question and her eyes grew wide. “I’ve got nothing going with Gord. He’s nice to me, but he’s not a boyfriend or anything like that. Did he say he was?”
“Well, no. But the word was out from the time we came into the office that you were his and everybody else was to back off. So I just thought you were an item.” She studied her friend’s face and giggled, “You know, I was so sure you had a lover that I got one myself. Did you know that?”
“Bob.” Carrie said flatly, “I knew about him, but I didn’t know you went with him because you thought I was having an affair. I don’t know if I should feel guilty or not. I didn’t do anything,”
“Oh, don’t feel guilty. Its been fun and it still is. I’m just sorry you’re missing out. You’re the pretty one, you should be having your share of the fun.”
“I never thought I was missing out.” Carrie was having trouble coming to grips with the thought.
“You are, though.”
The girls got up to return to work. Carrie was wrestling with her emotions. As they rinsed their cups she turned to Sue,” I have to know. Do you and Bob actually fuck?”
Sue smiled smugly, “At least once a week. Remember when Eric was on that course? Bob fucked me twice every day. That was fifteen times in a week. Sometimes we even have a threesome with him and Eric. That’s the best.”
Carrie tried to keep her incredulity for when she told me about the revelation, but by then it was wearing thin. I tried to downplay the situation by wondering out loud if Sue might like a third man, and Carrie could only muster the outrage to rub her nose into my chest and giggle.
“Still, my sweet, you know exactly where you stand. If you ever want to fuck anybody in that office, you have to fuck Gord first. Could be worse, he’s not godzilla.”
We were fucking very shortly after that, and as we chatted our way to sl**p, Carrie murmured that there was an office party coming up at Gord’s and husbands were invited, so she was game to go if I was. But I had to be on hand to rescue her if needed. I asked if it could be considered helping if I helped Gord undress her and got a bite, but not hard. I asked then what if I were tied up with Gord’s gorgeous wife, and got a thoughtful silence.
“Well, lets cross that bridge when we get to it.”
The party as such was incredibly dull. Dull people making just an obligatory appearance, mercifully not staying long. But Dolores wasn’t dull. She was the goddess trophy bride of Gord, a 5'10 Belgian who for some reason liked the way I danced and I had no trouble staying close to. Gord seemed to be behaving himself, but he was never far from Carrie either, and she seemed to be pretty relaxed about it. In a quiet moment together she told me that Gord had fondled her breasts, but had made no fuss when she shrugged him off. So she felt in charge of the situation. We watched as Sue and Eric and Bob and Marge left together, and Carrie only giggled at the implications. I decided to make a delicious proposal.
“I bet if you really had to admit it, it felt good when Gord touched your tits.” This got a non-committal shrug, “Next time he does it, give him more time and don’t make him stop until you can really say it doesn’t feel good.”
“And if I let him do that, how do I tell him he can’ t fuck me?”
“The up-side to that is that of course you couldn’t tell him he couldn’t fuck you.”
“You know we’re the last ones here?”
“Yes, I think the party is about to start.”
Gord and Dolores were dancing quietly. I towed Carrie over, tapped his shoulder and danced away with Dolores. Gord scooped up Carrie without missing a step and both couples remained in an embrace after the music ended..
“You have a gorgeous little girl to keep happy here,” Gord spoke over Carrie’s curls, “I bet she keeps you very happy too.”
I had turned Dolores to face them, and as He did the same with Carrie I could see Carrie’s eye fix on my hand covering Dolores’ lower tummy. “She is making me extremely happy right now, as a matter of fact.” I said, my voice muffled my Dolores’ neck, My other hand was one her hip and I pulled her bum back into my growing hard-on. Carrie watched her grind further into me, and made no move as Gord unzipped the back of her dress and passed both hands around to cradle her tits. Gord’s face took on a look of delight as her head rolled back on his shoulder. As one hand slid down into her panties, Carrie arched around and, leading with her tongue, kissed the rogue who had been pursuing her so long.
“Do you mind, though, if my husband and your wife watch us fuck? Its silly of me, I know, but its important, too.”
Carrie’s dress had dropped to the floor. Her panties were wiggling down to join it.
“I would love for them to watch. But we had better hurry to the bed or we will miss them, and I bet they like being watched too.”
There was really no hurry. Dolores and I had much to explore before we got to the actual fuck part. But we paused occasionally to watch Carrie undress the man she was sure she would never let past first base. Carrie laid Gord on the bed and took my hand and squeezed it as she took Gord’s cock in her mouth, then she released me to get into what she was doing, much to the delight of Gord. A few moments later, she held my hand again as I watched her other hand guide Gord to her pussy. She spread wide to let me and Dolores see Gord give a few short strokes to be sure of the lubrication, then slide it slowly home..As they lay quietly, soaking up each other, Dolores lay beside her and pulled me onto her, eager to join the fray. As my boner found her pussy, another hand slid in and felt my slide in. Carrie locked eyes with me, then she smiled, and pulled Gord’s lips back to hers as he began to hump into her.
That was a well made bed, never once squeaking in protest as two randy couples went over the edge and back for more. We never went home that night.. Gord was a bit older than us, but I guess any forty odd fucking a sweet nineteen is going to find extra life. Or maybe he’s learned a bit about pacing himself. Either way, it was midmorning and after the second fuck that morning that Carrie had to beg off more, being just a bit sore. I think Gord was a bet relieved but flattered that he could outlast her.
As we lay in bed that night we had lots to murmur about.
“Do you know what I liked best?” Carrie snuggled into my armpit. “I Liked it best when you knew his cock was in me and we were both loving it and your eyes told me you were loving it too. And not just because you were in Dolores.....Although I guess that didn’t hurt, did it?”
“Want a threesome with me and Gord sometime?”
I don’t think so. But how about an orgy with you and me and Dolores and Gord and Eric and Sue and Bob?”
“Sometime when you’re not sore anymore?”
“I’m not sore now. I just knew Gord was getting tired but had too much pride to say so.”
“May I slip it in, just to see if we still fit together?”