Helen sat in her car in the lumber yard's carpark trying to calm down. On the drive back from the café she had continually gone over what had just happened. She was OK with what they had talked about but who were the two guys Adele had kissed on the way out and what had she said to them?
They were dressed like two college kids... black t-shirts, jeans and runners... and they certainly looked young enough to be in college... maybe the last year of college... but who were they and why did she let them take such liberties with her?
"And why she get so wet when she saw them play with Adele's ass? Why wasn't she horrified?
Were they Adele's lovers? Maybe Adele liked her men young and virile but was she so adept at keeping a young lover satisfied that she could do it with two? Who knew each other?
Helen took a deep breath, buttoned up the second button on her blouse, slipped on her sensible shoes and climbed out of her car. A couple of guys in the yard waved to her called out a greeting and she waved back as she climbed the two steps up onto the veranda of the yard office.
She pushed through the door and went straight up to the desk that faced the door, leaned over so that the guy behind the desk got the perfect view of her C-cup boobs and kissed him full on the lips.
She knew that the guy sitting at the desk on the right, George the yard foreman, would be getting a good view too because the hem of her short skirt would have ridden up and at least be showing the bare curves of her ass but that was what she wanted him to see... and he did.
George saw the bare curves of her butt cheeks and he also saw no panty lines showing through her skirt and for quite a while his mind and his imagination wandered over the possibilities. He had let his guard down at the Christmas party for a few moments when she was dancing with him and he had let his hands wander down over her incredible ass... and there had been no panty lines that night either.
God he hoped no one wanted him out in the yard for the next few minutes... thinking of how her ass had felt that night and the way she had been hungry for him had given him a raging hard-on. It might not have been the right thing for him to do but she was such a hot babe that he could resist the temptation.
"Hello husband," Helen said softly as she stayed leaning over Greg's desk, "I want to speak to you in the backroom please."
The yard office was a fairly simple wooden structure, basically a small oblong with a room that ran across the front of the building that housed desks for Greg, Helen and the yard foreman.
Behind that was two smaller rooms that were used as a meal room for the office crew and a storeroom for them as well. Two toilets were added as a small extension behind that.
The yard crew had their own meal room and amenities block adjacent to the office block.
Helen stood back to allow Greg to go through the doorway first and then followed him. She made sure that her right hand slowly slid down over her right hip and butt cheek because she knew that George would be watching.
Others might think that Helen was merely smoothing her skirt down but George knew that it was just one of the ways that Helen flirted with him. She had been flirting with him even more ever since the Christmas party when he had foolishly pulled her closer while they had been dancing.
George was almost sober but Helen had drunk a little too much and she was feeling horny so when she pressed against him and felt the lump in his pants she had almost humped him till he had gently pushed her away, helped her back to her seat and then gone home.
He was sure that his phone would ring that night and it would be Greg calling to fire him for taking liberties with Helen... but the call never came and he began to wonder if Greg had even seen them together.
Greg had seen them... and he was a little disappointed that George had run away that night. Like so many men, Greg sometimes thought that he would like to watch some other guy screw his wife and Greg had no issues if that guy was an employee.
He heard Helen close the door and he turned to speak to her but before he could she was in his arms, kissing him passionately and rubbing her body against his,
"Oh wow," he gasped when she finally pulled back.
"Wow indeed," she was breathing heavily too and kissed him again, "I know that you want to fuck Adele," Greg started to interrupt but she held up her hand, "no, you don't have to say anything... I just need to tell you that it's OK because I want to fuck Dave... and other men too."
"Other men?" Helen had been worried that Greg would be angry but he sounded more puzzled than anything else. "I can understand you wanting to have some fun with Dave... we've all been pushing the boundaries since Christmas but... why other men?"
She was encouraged by the fact that he wanted further information. He could have shut the conversation down right there and then but instead he gave her hope and she wasn't going to waste the opportunity.
"Because I've been a good girl all my life Greg... and now I want to find out how much fun I've missed. I don't want us to end but I want the excitement of a new man, new men... men who want me for nothing more than sex.
"And I don't want to hold you back either... I want you to have fun too... but at the same time, I don't want to lose you. You're my rock and hopefully I'm yours and I think that we might need that stability in our lives."
Greg led her over to the table and chairs and suggested that she sit down. He knew that there was work waiting for them on the other side of the closed door but George could handle it; what was happening here was far too important to put off till tonight.
He wasn't opposed to what she was suggesting... he had been thinking along similar lines ever since they started pushing the boundaries with their friends but if they wanted to keep their relationship alive then they needed to work things out now.
