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About a week later, I was leaving my house when my cell phone buzzed in my pocket.
"Are your panties clean?" Jess asked.
I told her they were, folded neatly and laying on my dresser beneath the pair she left behind.
"Good. Have them on and be at the back entrance to Henry's office at 6," she said before hanging up.
Six was going to be tough. I needed to take sports pictures at the high school that afternoon, and the games often went later than that.
I stuffed the panties in the front pocket of my camera bag and left, my mind racing with the promise of interesting evening ahead.
* * *
As I feared, the game ran long. I raced across town and arrived at Henry's office a couple of minutes after 6.
Jess was waiting inside the back door to let me in, a matching red and black bra and panty set peeking out from under what I assumed to be Henry's dress shirt.
"I thought you would never get here," she said. "He had a hard-on when I got here 20 minutes ago."
She led me into the private bath adjacent to Henry's office. I dropped my camera bag next to her purse, which was sitting on the floor. I slipped the lanyard that held my press ID over my head and dropped it on my bag before shucking my clothes.
"We've got to do something about the way you smell," she said. "You smell like a man. Henry is expecting a nice, warm female mouth on his cock."
She produced a small bottle of lavender scented soap from her bag and I took a quick "whore's bath" using a washcloth I found under the vanity.
I slipped into my panties and presented myself for Jess' inspection. She reached into her purse and pulled out a bottle of perfume. After a spritz to my panty-covered crotch and torso, she took my hand and led me into Henry's office.
He was sitting on a large leather sofa, a blindfold covering his eyes. In our absence, his cock had flagged a little. Still, half-hard and laying against his leg, I could see it was bigger than that of Jess' husband. Probably 9 inches hard and twice as thick as my own.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting," she said to him.
"Hello, ladies," Henry said.
Jess put her fingers to her lips, as if I needed a reminder not to speak.
"She's a little shy," Jess said as she curled up on the couch beside him, her hand trailing up his thigh and over his dick.
"What is she wearing?" He asked. "Tell me everything."
"Well, she's got much smaller titties than I do, so she doesn't even need a bra," Jess said as she nibbled at his ear. "And she is wearing the cutest little pair of pink satin bikini panties. They show off her amazing little ass. Would you like to feel them?"
"Yes, please."
Jess motioned for me to come closer and turn around. I presented my panty-covered bottom.
Jess took Henry's hand and helped him caress my ass.
"Mmmm. Very nice," he said.
When I turned around, Henry's cock was standing at full attention. Jess pushed his knees apart and Henry scooted his bottom toward the edge of the sofa. I knelt between his legs, coming face to face with his erection.
I leaned in and let my tongue trail over his balls before taking a long, slow lick up the length its his shaft.
Henry moaned his approval and Jess cooed with delight.
"Are you ready for her to suck your cock?" she asked.
"Yes, please. I need it. Please suck me."
Jess took hold of the base of his shaft and I repositioned myself over Henry's cock. I opened wide and took him into my warm wet hole. When his dick hit the back of my throat, I closed my lips around his cock.
"Oh, shit," Henry said. "Oh, shit." I took as much of his fat cock in as I could, my lips just brushing against Jess's hand as she continued to squeeze his shaft. As much as I wanted, I knew there was no way I could risk pushing further onto his rod. The unwomanly choking sounds I was sure to make would be a dead giveaway.
Instead, I increased the suction, and slowly let all but the head of his dick slide from my mouth. I swirled my tongue around his tip, letting the taste of his precum fill my mouth. My own cock, untouched since I slipped into the pink satin, was straining against the fabric.
As I worked his dick slowly, making sure he could feel his head pushing against the roof of my mouth, Jess kept up her conversation.
"Are you enjoying this, baby?" she asked. "I think she likes it, too. You should see her face, she looks so cute with your dick in her mouth."
"I wish I could see her, too," Henry said between moans. "I love the way she is sucking my cock."
As I worked, I glanced up. Jess had pushed Henry's hand between her thighs and he was stroking her pussy through her panties.
"Ohhhhh. That's it," she said. "Feel my wet panties. Watching you get sucked off has me soaked."
"I want to eat you," he said.
"Later, baby. I want you to suck and fuck me. But now, you just enjoy your blowjob."
"I can't hold out much longer," he said. "I'm going to cum."
Jess' hand began to stroke the base of his cock, and I worked hard to make the most tongue to dick contact that I could up top. Henry was moaning, and his hips started to buck.
"Come in her mouth," Jess said. "Fill her little slut throat with your load."
Henry's hip lifted from the sofa as the first wave of cum flooded my mouth.
"Ohhhhhhhh. Shit. Shit. Shit. Ohhhhhh," he moaned.
I swallowed hard, but I couldn't keep it all in. I could feel some his load escaping my lips, even as I fought to hang on.
I kept swallowing as his cock flooded my mouth with cum. Henry was lost in his orgasm, a string of grunts and groans coming from his mouth as Jess cooed her encouragement in his ear.
When it finally subsided, I reluctantly let his shrinking dick go. I lapped up a trail of cum that had fallen across his balls before sitting back on the floor.
Jess wasted no time. She pushed Henry over on the couch and planted her snatch in his face.
"My turn, baby. Lick me. Eat my pussy," she said.
Henry mumbled something that sounded like "Thank you," from between her thighs.
I took this as my cue to get the hell out.
As I reached the door that led to the bathroom and my clothes, I looked over my shoulder. Jess was grinding her cunt in his face, intent on getting off.
I gathered my clothes and my bag and hurried to my car. My cock was no longer hard, but the precum I had leaked into my panties had soaked through.
* * *
I had just dropped my stuff inside my front door, when my phone buzzed again. It was Tom.
"Jess is out of town until late tonight," he said. "Wanna come over for a beer?"
I quickly changed my underwear, slipping on a pair of boxer briefs before leaving for my second sexual encounter of the day with the taste of Henry's load still fresh in my mouth.
As I entered his subdivision, my phone buzzed with a text: "Door's open. Come on in."
I found Tom on his couch in front of his giant TV.
"Get yourself a beer," he said.
"Maybe later," I said. "I didn't come here for beer."
Tom set his bottle on the end table, stood and took off his pants.
