Author's Note: Before you read this story, you probably should read the "Frank and Cheryl" six-part introductory series. It'll help you understand this couple and the dynamics in their relationship. The condensed version is: They are fit, in love and very open minded. They are emotional monogamous but enjoy a wide variety of sexual adventures that include others. They are 100% open and honest with each other about what they do and they only partake of those other adventures with each other's full knowledge. They enjoy seeing each other pleasing others and being pleased. Cheryl is a petite blond who is blatantly bi-sexual. Frank is decently hung, fit and loves everything Cheryl ever surprises him with.
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The Morning Surprise
It was a usual Tuesday morning at work for Frank. He owned and operated several gyms and kept his office at the first location he had opened some years before. Most weekdays he went into his office by seven. All of his gyms opened at four a.m. so by seven his opening staff had already worked almost half their workday. He usually walked in with his cup of coffee in hand, dressed in business casual attire and ready to deal with a few hours of paper and computer work. It was the most hated part of his day as he paid bills, sent out bills, prepped customer-targeted emails, scheduled ad campaigns and more. His staff knew that unless there was a problem, it was a good idea not to bother him until after nine. By then he had most of the "BS" part of the workday done and he would be more social. He didn't have a secretary although each of his gym locations did have a location manager. During that first two hours of his workday, his office door was closed but not locked and any of his employees that needed him would knock before entering.
At about 7:15 he had his email client open, half his coffee consumed, was looking at spreadsheets for his profit and loss statement and was trying not to be distracted by his memories from the previous Saturday evening/night. As was true almost all of his weekends now, he had spent Friday and Saturday night at Cheryl's. While they were deeply in love and committed to each other, they still maintained separate residences. Both of them were keenly aware of the phrase, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder." They usually spent several nights each week together, but the nights they spent apart kept their desires for each other strong. That most recent Saturday evening they'd spent at Cheryl's just watching a couple movies. Of course, he remembered with a smile, for the better part of one movie they were both naked and Cheryl rode him ever-so-slowly reverse cowgirl. She had amazing thighs and could rock on his cock for a long time before muscle fatigue caused her to move. The fact that she only weighed about 100 pounds also meant she could simply sit down on him anytime she needed a break from the exertion of riding. He considered it exquisite torture as it was a near constant build up to orgasm that took hours before being released. He knew Cheryl took particular delight in building him up but he also appreciated that once she knew he needed his climax, she diligently worked to get him there. She'd let him cum anywhere he wanted ("just not in my eyes" was her only rule). After enjoying each other on the sofa in her living room Saturday evening, for several hours, they'd gone to bed. In the middle of the night she woke him up giving him head and then asked him to pound her until he came missionary style. In the morning he woke up horny, went down on her, not objectionable to the tangy flavor of her used pussy sticky from his cum. Then he rolled her over, mounted her and fucked her hard again to start the day, spraying his load all over her ass and back. They had played more through the day Sunday and now here he was Tuesday morning, missing her. They had parted Sunday night and he hadn't seen her at all on Monday.
It was quite a welcome surprise when his office door opened with no warning and Cheryl walked in. As the door started to open his first reaction was one of aggravation since his employees all knew to knock before entering. The aggravation went away when he saw it was Cheryl and he was delighted to see how she was dressed. As petite as she was, her figure was curved with healthy muscle. Her not-quite B-cup breasts were clearly not covered by a bra inside the tight tube dress she was wearing -- and he'd have been a month's salary she had no panties on. She hated underwear and didn't put any on unless she had to for some reason. Frank's delight at seeing her turned to happy surprise as he saw she had someone with her: a woman he'd never seen before. The woman was a bit taller than Cheryl's five foot stature, but not by much -- probably five foot three or four inches tall. She was a bit fuller figured than Cheryl with what Frank guessed to be C-cup breasts, and where Cheryl had short blond hair, this woman had long red hair. Her complexion was creamy white leading Frank to believe the red hair might be natural rather than dyed.
Cheryl had led the woman in by the hand, smiling and saying, "Hi, baby!" to Frank as she saw the happy look on his face. But before he could answer she turned and closed the door to his office, locking it and then turning back. Smiling at Frank she introduced the woman with her. "This is Teresa. I hope you don't mind that we came to visit. We won't stay long I promise."
Frank got up from behind his desk to go around and hug Cheryl, giving her a quick kiss before putting his hand out to Teresa and saying, "Good morning. It's nice to meet you." He was taken aback when the woman looked at his extended hand with disdain. Then she stepped close to him, put her hand behind his head and pulled him into a passionate kiss without having said a word. For a very brief moment Frank wondered what the heck she was doing, but then the comfort of his relationship with Cheryl set in. If Cheryl had brought Teresa to his office and Teresa was kissing him like this in front of Cheryl, then he just needed to go with the flow.
He let the kiss with Teresa grow in passion and energy as he felt Cheryl step around behind him, her hands running up and down his back and around his waist. There was just enough room between he and Teresa for Cheryl to reach between them, unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning his pants and pulling down his zipper. As Cheryl reached to his hips, hooking her thumbs in the waistband of his pants and his underwear, beginning to push them down, Teresa broke their kiss and moved down to her knees. There was barely a moment between Cheryl pulling his pants off and Teresa's warm wet mouth engulfing his half hard cock.
With one hand Teresa held his quickly growing length as Cheryl unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it from his shoulders. Frank leaned his head back and closed his eyes, one hand on the back of Teresa's head and the other reaching back to pull Cheryl closer. He could feel Teresa guiding his shaft as she licked up and down either side before engulfing it in the heat of her mouth again. Frank moaned as she displayed her talent, deep-throating his cock and while she had his full length in her mouth/throat, sticking out her tongue to lick at his balls at the same time. He could feel Cheryl kissing his back, her hands wandering his body as Theresa pleasured his manhood.
Then he felt Cheryl reach around him, putting her hand on Teresa's head and pushing it away. Without a word, Cheryl guided him to turn around, careful not to make him trip as his pants were still around his ankles. With Frank facing her, Cheryl pulled her tube dress up and off, baring herself to his appreciative eyes. He could hear Teresa moving behind him and thought she was taking her clothes off too. Cheryl dropped to her knees after giving him a naughty smile. She opened her mouth and sucked his erect cock in deep even as she reached down to hold his pants and let him step out of them.
He heard more movement and saw Teresa stepping over toward his desk. He had been right -- she was naked now and her body looked delicious. Her curves moved and wiggled just right as she walked and within a few steps she was at the near edge of his desk, looking back over at him while she bent over it. As he enjoyed Cheryl's talented and aggressive mouth, he watched Teresa bend over his desk, arching her back and spreading her legs until her hips were at desk height. He watched as she reached back with both hands, grabbing her ass and spreading her cheeks lewdly -- showing him her backdoor and, beneath that, her smooth shaven lips reflecting the office light off a thin sheen of slick juices.
As Cheryl's tongue worked his length and her hands both massaged and stroked him, he watched Teresa reach between her legs, rubbing her own wetness around on her lips. He watched as she slid two fingers into her wet sex, slowly pushing them in and out, appearing to pull out more of her wet juice with every move.
