Author's note: To all the readers, in this story I have two Mandys and two Kristens. The oldest daughter being Kristen I have Alexandra Krosney as Kristen and Amanda Fuller as Kris. For the middle daughter, Mandy, I have Molly Ephraim as Mandy and Molly McCook as Mandi. I hope this isn't too confusing, but once you read the story, it will make sense.
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Mike came home, he was reluctant to tell Vanessa who has come to his office this afternoon. He hated keeping things from her and decided on the way home to tell her. Especially when things were over long, long time ago.
"Hey sweetie, I got you two bottle of your favorite wine here."
She stared at him, "Okay what did you do and want to tell me about by feeding me wine?"
He scoffed, "If that was the case, you owe me a whole lot of understanding for all of the wine I purchased for you over the years."
She hugged him, "Okay, I get it are you ready for dinner, I made you favorite, lasagna."
He looked at her, "Okay, what did you do to make my favorite food."
She slapped him, "Boy we are a pair huh? Never believing the other."
He nuzzled her neck, "Oh you have a pair all right, let's eat."
During dinner he told her about Billie (Reba McEntire), his old flame from college and how she was going to be a crucial part of the women's outdoor gear being added to Outdoor Man's inventory.
She looked at him, "So why are you telling me about her?"
"Well, we'll be out in the wild for a couple of days and I didn't want you to be jealous about me spending time alone with her in the wild."
She scoffed, "I trust you and like I've always said, if you messed around with her. I'll jump Chuck's bones." She chuckled and grinned at him.
He knew she was joking, but also knew if he got caught with one of his old flames, she just may strike back in spades (pun not intended).
The next day, Billie came strutting into his office and closing the door behind her, she flipped the latch, locking the door behind her. She had her make-up done to perfection, accenting her beautiful hazel eyes. Her long red hair was brushed out and hang past her shoulders. She was wearing a gray pullover long sleeved knit top. She was poured into a pair of designer jeans and black knee-hi boots.
She came over to the desk and sat astride the desk, hanging one leg off his desk, letting her firm ass wiggle in his face.
Mike was sweating as he stared her her firm leg brushing against his leg and as he looked up, he saw her legs parted and staring at the tight gusset of her skin tight jeans.
He got up and moved over to the large overstuffed leather sofa across the room. He was trying to avoid Billie, but after a moment or two, she got up and moved over to where he sat. She stood over him and as slowly as she could, she sank to her knees between his legs and before he could move, she clutched at his knees and kept his firmly on the couch. Her hands ran up his thighs as she kept her elbows on his knees. She tugged at the button on his khaki pants and yanked down his zipper.
Mike tried to squirm free, that is until he looked down into those smoky hazel eyes. He stopped struggling and even raised his ass off the cushion giving Billie the chance to slip his pants to his ankles.
Billie giggled when she saw him toe off his shoes, giving her the ability to yank them off and tossed them behind her. She made quick work of his boxers and she groaned out when she saw his thick, stiff cock swaying before her, "Mmmm, still hard and ready for me, aren't you Mike?" She didn't wait for his reply and she dipped her head and closed her pretty pink lips around the dripping head. She dropped her head and plastered her lips around the root of his cock.
Mike ran his fingers through her bright red hair. He groaned out, "Mmmm, just as perfect as I remember, I love seeing those pretty pink lips of yours, especially that tiny upper lip as it curls around my cock. God, I love how that slippery pink tongue of yours runs up and down my shaft and it gives me chills just thinking what you're going to do next with it."
She chuckled, "Oh, yeah Mike, just you wait and see." She stuck out her slippery pink tongue and stabbed at the hole oozing out some pearly white pre-cum. She drew it into her mouth and licked her slim pink lips again. She flicked her tongue just below the bulging head and ran down the underside and ended up at the root. She flattened her tongue and bathed his crinkled sack. She pulled back and giggled when she saw him shiver. There was a couple ropes of saliva connecting her tongue to his balls. She pursed her lips and sucked the stream back in. She lapped at it again and again and saw he was close to cumming and wanted more, much more.
Her eyes were sparkling as she crossed her arms and in one swift motion, drew the knit top over her head and tossed it the way of Mike's pants. With a flick of her fingers, her overflowing bra went slack and shaking her shoulders, it fell to her knees and she tossed it aside. She glared at him, "I'm not doing all the work here Mike. See anything you like and want to explore? If I remember correctly that is sort of your thing, exploring, right?"
He growled out and leaped into action and she squealed out. He sat up from the overstuffed sofa and grabbed her by the arms and standing, he drew her to her feet. He planted his lips on hers and he loved how her large tits flattened out against his chest.
Bobbie worked on his shirt and getting it open, she pulled it off of him. He was naked before her and as he kissed her harder, his hands worked at the tight jeans she was wearing. Once it opened, he drew it down. It was like peeling the skin off a grape, they were that tight. He finally got them down to her ankles and Bobbie kicked them off and before she could react, her panties followed.
