[This story features what some might regard as incest and includes scenes involving significant physical discipline. There are references to defecation and anal play. If any of this offends you, please read no further. All characters are over 18.]
I got back from my week away on a business trip. My time away was better than usual, as I met a couple at the meeting who invited me for dinner. First, I was in a breakout group with a middle-aged (40's) man who was coming from the same direction I was in terms of how to manage a personnel matter. We chatted after the session, exchanged our coordinates, and he asked if I were staying in the headquarters hotel. When I said he was, he smiled and suggested that I join him and his wife at the bar, and then perhaps we'd all go to dinner. My first reaction to him was positive, based on his contribution to the session and his attractiveness.
Gary was smooth, tall, cool, and funny. Jan, his wife, was relaxed, nicely outfitted in a classic black dress which set off her blonde hair. After a nice repast, they invited me to join them in a room they had which was like a junior suite where they had laid in some champagne and fixings.
It didn't take long until Jan and I decided to shed all our clothing except bra and panties. I lay down on the large bed and Jan got between my spread legs and kissed me ever so sweetly on my puss over my panties. I asked her to take them down and she laughed, "If I take them down for you, it means you'll get a spanking, sweetie."
I laughed and she went ahead and softly slipped them off while Gary got behind my head and managed to unhook and remove my lacy bra. I was feeling no pain.
He helped me stand and admired my nude figure. Jan joined me in dropping her undies and taking off her bra; she had a nice, tight, charming shape--tits that were exactly right, not too big for her frame and a beautiful flaming red bush.
She sat down on the armless chair pulled away from the desk and tapped her lap. I knew I needed to get across her thighs. She made it easy by helping me balance myself. Then she locked her arm over my waist while she picked up a little black rod--it must have been graphite--and gave me some strokes with it on my can. They weren't too hard, so I could tell she wasn't trying to whale me.
Gary nicely brought the "spanking" to a conclusion by lifting me off Jan's lap and carrying me to the bed. On my back, I had little desire to do more than spread my legs. Gary smiled happily, doffed his clothes until he pulled off his blue boxer briefs. Then he climbed on me most gently and I enjoyed guiding him right into my puss--which was quite wet by this time.
He knew what he was about and knew how to please me, anyway. He thrust lightly, touched all the right spots inside me, and kissed me as sweetly as anyone has ever done. This got me fired up and I began feeling myself clamp and release his member inside me. Suddenly, I knew I was over the top. I told him shyly that he might want to join me. Was I surprised when no sooner had I said it but I felt his spurts blast into me!
Jan saw what was happening and, far from being jealous, she seemed proud of his ability to respond instantly. When we came down, I rose up and walked to her and took her in my arms. I led her back to the bed where she got between my legs and licked her husband's cum mixed with my juices as it all exited my hole. After she finished, I had us turn over and I gave her a royal licking that I could tell got her clit upstanding.
She got me at the point of cumming yet again. Then she surprised me by letting her forefinger move between my legs and head down to insert itself in her bottom. That was all she needed. A giant orgasm followed, and I had to move away from her. Then I took her in my arms, and we pressed our tits against the other's in our embrace.
We slept together and I was glad Gary didn't try to fuck me again because I was bushed. I made it through my last workday and headed home.
My cell rang and it was my Aunt Debby, my mom's younger sister, a lot younger. When she heard my driving route, she invited me to stop for lunch and I readily accepted. I liked Deb. She had some gumption, enough to send her crummy husband packing when he cheated on her. Her kids were roughly my age--well, Katie's was the same as mine and Laurens was older, about Jack's 26.
Like Jack and me, they all worked, including Deb. Thus, it was not what I expected to find all three greeting me with hugs and kisses. They lived a little way out of our town in a huge house. I was still taken aback when Deb began to explain what they were thinking.
"We know you and Jack are living in that huge manse your folks left you," Deb began. "To put it plainly, since you have a lot of room, would you consider having we three join you there? We certainly can help you with the upkeep and the bills, and we won't be a drain because we all work, as do Jack and you.
I told them I liked the idea. I asked if they knew I was in charge now at the house. Deb, Katie, and Laurens grinned.
"Jack filled us in on how things work at your place. We'd like you to be in charge of us, too," Katie contributed now. "We all love you, Karen, and we think this would work out well. If for some reason it doesn't, you can give us notice."
"Well," I responded coolly. "I do also like your idea, Kate. Although I assume Jack told you where I was when you called, he probably didn't mention that we do have two particularly good friends of mine living with us."
"He mentioned them and said that things were working out well," Deb chimed in. "We are fine with lesbians. After all, you could say when we want to join you, we're thinking about what other people would see as kinky."
I liked the idea of spicing up our menage. "That all sounds fine to me," I responded. Then I looked at Katie and asked her if we could talk for a few minutes. When we got up and walked into the next room, I decided to see how she'd react when I took her in my arms and kissed her deeply.
"Wow!" she exclaimed, "that was really nice, Karen. Thanks."
