Hands-on Experience

Chapter 3: Grinding the Rumor Mill

Typical of a Saturday afternoon, the break room was solely occupied. Daniella broke the silence of the room with the clicking of her shoes across the tile floor. Madison savored a homemade lunch comprised of chopped romaine salad with grilled chicken. She was buried in her latest read, a romantic mystery novel with plenty of plot twists and steamy love scenes. It was a welcome distraction after her first and last date with a man she'd met on a matching site she was trying.

"Heya, sweetness," Daniella interrupted Madison's alone time, but she couldn't help being social, or offering a greeting at the very least.

"Hey, honey," she replied, setting her literature aside momentarily.

Madison's ultra-curly light brown hair with natural dark blonde highlights rested about her shoulders. Serving four years with the Engineers meant physical training that had sculpted her body lean and fit. It had also left her with a faded scar across the top of her chest where it met her throat. Ten years of less rigorous workouts and having two kids since being discharged meant she had put on a few pounds that covered some of her definition, but left her very nice feminine curves. The faint freckles across the bridge of her nose and tops of her shoulders added an innocent character to her complexion.

"Sounds like you could be doing better. Why so blue?" The woman with a dozen years of maturity over her youthful colleague couldn't help but pry when she detected a problem in the life of someone she'd gotten close to.

"Is it that obvious? It's silly really," Maddy meekly replied.

"It must really be bugging you. You're never like this." Madison hunched and sighed even as Daniella was trying to ease whatever was bothering her. "This from the chipper girl who's put together each and every store social since she's been here?"

"Ok, so it's really bothering me, but it's silly because it was only one date."

"Oh, boy trouble." The look on Maddy's face confirmed it. The expression was one of 'I should be beyond this, but I'm not'.

It was time for the mature Latina to give matronly advice. "Maddy, I'm quite a bit older than you." The younger woman let out an audible laugh. "Well, I am."

"You're not that much older than me!" Maddy interjected.

"Older is a relative term, my dear. Anyway," Daniella waved off her interruption, "having dated and been married and divorced since you had barely started dating... I mean serious dating to find a husband, mind you. I can tell you, the more you try to force it, the less likely you are to find Mr. Right. Of course, you have to keep in mind that there is no perfect man, so learn to live with some flaws."

"I know, you're right. It's just so hard to be patient when all I get are first dates with someone I think could be him, only to find out they're a pig or we don't have much in common after all. There's a lot of guys out there with a lot of flaws!"

"I don't know how you're finding these guys, but I can tell you there are some real good guys a lot closer than you think."

There was an awkward pause while Madison was lost in thought and Daniella went about retrieving her own lunch.

"The part that bugs me the most about it," Maddy started up again unceremoniously. Daniella heated her leftovers from last night's dinner, but offered Maddy otherwise undivided attention. "I let him take me home after only the first date."

Daniella's eyes began to get wide, not because she hadn't heard this sort of talk before, but because she'd never heard it from Madison before.

Maddy started to blush, but pressed on. "I wasn't that into him as a boyfriend or anything, but he was cute and I really needed some action."

"Hey, you won't hear me judging. I know how it is. You're a woman and you have needs."

"And he barely met them!"

"Ooh. That's pretty rough. A one night stand to get your rocks off and he can't even do that. Look, you don't have to settle for anything here. You are a beautiful woman, smart, independent, know how to take care of those you love... The right guy will be there when you're not even looking. You'll just realize he's always been there, just like a guy you want to spend your life with should be."

The eyes on Madison's face were beginning to glaze over. She wanted to believe this so bad, but it was wearing her down.

All maternal advice out of the way, Daniella could do with some girl talk, as she picked up that's what Maddy really needed right now. "Was he

small

?" She emphasized the word to drive home her meaning.

The duo giggled despite their maturity. It was the sudden switch from "motherly" to "sisterly" that coaxed a laughing fit.

"No, no," Maddy waved off the implication, "he was average, I guess. He didn't care if I got off or not. He was all about hard and fast and when he was done," she gestured across her throat with one hand, "

we

were done."

"Aw, babe, not all guys are that way. And the ones that are, are good for a little thrashing around and not much else. A nice guy will rock your world by listening to your body, not just looking at it and bragging after," Daniella could have went on, but Maddy had to interject.

"There are no good guys left. They're all pricks out there." She flung her arm back to represent all the men outside of this room.

"Tony's not bad," Daniella blurted.

"Wait, Tony-who-works-here-Tony?" she was wondering where this was coming from.

"Er, well, yes. Tony-who-works-here-Tony," she reiterated with renewed confidence. It was too late to take it back anyhow.

"How do you know what kind of lover he is?" Maddy's eyes got wide. "Did you... did you sleep with him!?"

Daniella tried not to remark for fear of incriminating herself, but instead spurred forward. "Forgive me for trying to play matchmaker here, but he's a great guy trying to improve himself and get to a better place in his life. I think you two would really hit it off."

"You guys fucked, didn't you?" Maddy was not going to let this go. She had to know. "It's alright, Danni, you don't have to say anything. I just never thought the two of you..."

Daniella saw no other way out. It was time for damage control. "So... I may have seen him... um, naked."

Maddy erupted into a laughing, giggling ball. "You didn't!" She screamed in disbelief. Luckily, the break room was up a flight of stairs and removed from any work areas where prying ears would overhear.

"But it was an accident! It's not like I did it on purpose. I went in to use the upstairs bathroom really quick... I just had to pee on my lunch break and when I opened the door... erm, let's just say he was searching for some, er, relief?" She wasn't sure how else to say it without being completely crude.

"At work!?" Maddy couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"He had just gotten off."

"I'd say you interrupted him before he did."

They both laughed.

Danni knew she'd crossed the line of how far to take this conversation, in fact, she couldn't even see the line anymore.

"Well, he's such a sweetheart and I felt kinda bad, so, um, I helped him to, uh, finish."

"Wow. You slut!"

"Shut up! You know how stressed out he's been since going back to school while working full-time. I was doing him a favor and helping him de-stress."

"Yeah, you could have left him to finish. You didn't have to jump in and give him a hand."

"He is cute, though. And besides," Daniella delved deeper, "I have needs and he has a nice cock."

More giggling ensued.

"Aren't you dating someone?" Maddy recollected from an early conversation.

"Not at that time. Besides, I didn't even take my clothes off, so we didn't fuck, ok?" Danni felt justified in everything she revealed because she demonstrated how Tony and she hadn't fucked that day.

"You have needs, I know," Maddy half-heartedly poked fun at her.

By this time, Maddy's lunch time was winding to an end, so they said their casual goodbyes and Maddy mulled over the juicy secret she had just uncovered. Daniella had failed to mention what had transpired last summer and how she literally had fucked Tony, but it was bad enough Maddy had found out about Danni lending him a hand earlier that same summer.

***

This year's summer was drawing to a close and it was time for one last social event before the shortened days and holidays placed a stranglehold on everyone's time. Labor Day was chaos as usual, so Maddy had decided to host a barbeque at her house the following Saturday. The weather was still holding on to the high heat of summer, but it would be the last chance for many coworkers to swim. Lots of people were going to be there, albeit not all at once due to the scheduling issues of retail.

Her house was a three bedroom, two bath affair built in the sixties and left to her when her dad tragically passed away from a work-related illness. Surviving family decided she deserved to have it since she was the only sibling left in the area, had been the only one of them able to help keep it up with her dad and had recently been honorably discharged from the US Army Corps of Engineers at the time of his passing. She later got knocked up twice, leaving her with two boys. So, it was good she had enough room for them already. It also had a pool, modest patio and pretty roomy yards. Her mom was able to get a condo from her pension, real estate investments and payouts for her husband's death.

By this point in my career, I had been assigned to leading the night shift. It was physically draining work and the hours were terrible, but it was the first time I ever had set shifts. My body felt like it was breaking down after every shift, but the points I was gaining to my physique were almost worth it. I had lost twenty pounds and finally had definition around my arms, legs and torso despite eating four times a day. Keeping up on my body afterward was a new personal goal.

Punching out for the day that morning, I went home to clean up and get some sleep before arriving at Maddy's. I wasn't the first to show up. In fact, I was one of the last, but there was plenty of food and drinks. After the initial greetings, handshakes and well-wishes I made my way to the grub setup on the patio. A few familiar faces splashing around the pool looked like a lot of fun.

Maddy advised everyone to bring their swimwear separately in case the weather shifted and the pool was too chilly, but this was not the case. The temporary cold front was ghetto-stomped into submission by the unrelenting summer.

I gathered an amazing meal prepared by our hostess and made my way to sit near the pool where I was enthusiastically greeted by the group getting very buzzed in the pool. Demands to join them filled the open air. I promised to get changed after eating. Getting involved in the conversation and antics made time fly. Some people were starting to leave, but I wasn't, at least not before getting some pool action. The first bedroom I could find was where I started to strip. Someone was having a good time down the hall from the sounds of it.

***

Daniella arrived at Maddy's house a bit later than intended. Gardening was an endless chore that often failed to present a clear stopping point. She arrived nonetheless. Her skin had reached its darkest complexion, a deep bronze outdone only by her midnight black painted nails and raven colored, wavy locks winding halfway to her padded ass cheeks. Those cheeks were now covered by a fashionable black one-piece suit with horizontal mesh striping the sides from upper midriff to hip. A glass of red wine in hand, she followed Maddy as she offered her friend, coworker and immediate supervisor a tour of her cozy little home. Both women were in the beginning stages of intoxication and enjoying every minute of their building buzz. They laughed and giggled as Maddy showed off the amenities of her older home.

They began in the kitchen on one side of the house and had made their way to the master bedroom where they spent some time sipping their margaritas and wine and falling on the bed in a fit of laughter. After composing themselves they made their way to the second bedroom then on to the third room at the end of the hall closest to the living room. Maddy reached for the knob when Danni made another joke and they hesitated a moment before erupting further into laughter as Danni clung to Maddy who crossed the threshold into the only unvisited room on the tour.

***

My black trunks with dark blue hawaiian print were laid across the guest bed next to me. I removed each article of clothing and noticed the blinds were open enough I could see out to the street, but the height of the window meant I was in no danger of being exposed unless someone came right up to the window to peek in. There was a full-length mirror across from the closet sharing a wall with the bed. A smidge of vanity came over me as I praised myself for getting reaquainted with the concept of fitness. I was becoming lean again, but more muscular than in my youth. Daily fish oil was helping with a few joint issues brought on by my demanding work. I was in the best shape of my life, better than only a year ago.

I slid one leg into my trunks and lifted my second leg halfway in when I was startled by laughter at the door.

The door opened and I cried out "Hey!" as I was startled, falling sideways and pulling my elevated foot out of the trunks to catch myself in time. There I was one leg in with Daniella on Madison's hip as they froze in shock a three steps inside the door. They looked at each other for a moment, then resumed their laughter as though to make up for the momentary lapse. My hands were still occupied by my half-donned swimwear.

Maddy leaned back into the door to prevent escape, the laughter hardly faltering.

"What have we here?" she threw out, a playful smirk crossing her lips.

"Um... hey... I was just getting changed here..." I was interrupted.

"You're right," Maddy interjected at Daniella, "he does have a nice cock."

I inspected myself and dropped the useless clothing I absentmindedly clung to. No point covering what's already been seen. We're all adults here. Lucky, I thought, there was no sign of shrinkage. That episode of Seinfeld crossed my mind and I laughed internally. In fact, I was rather proud of how it hung perched atop my ballsack. Maybe I was getting used to women walking in on me, a misfortunate exhibitionist? I thought it turned out rather fortunate.

"Wait," the implication dawned on me, "you told her you saw my dick?"

Danni shrugged her strap covered shoulders. "It slipped out. Sorry."

"Ah, well. Guess it couldn't remain a secret forever." I really would have been surprised if she hadn't told

someone

. Not because I thought her a blabbermouth, but because it's kind of a big thing to carry with you when you've seen someone naked, especially playing with himself.

"You think I have a nice cock?"

Her nod matched her assertive expression.

Deciding no one wanted to escape, Maddy sauntered over and set their drinks on the dresser opposite the bed. For a moment, her back was turned and that's when I noticed her tattoo that I was told later was the insignia and unit number of her Army outfit on the back of her right shoulder. My line of sight traced the front straps of her baby blue bikini with dark swirls of blue, pink and purple that framed the faded scar on her upper chest. The top restrained her C-cup tits capped with unrevealed pink nipples.

My eyes were drawn to her curly, shoulder-length light acorn brown hair, up in twin ponytails and dangling behind her head as she made her way over and placed both hands on my chest.

Daniella giggled, sparking a smile from Maddy who was running her hands down my body, lowering herself face-level to my cock to study it.

"He cleans up nice when he thinks he's going to get some action." Danni betrayed my secret to Madison. "I wanted to see those shaved balls," she frowned playfully.

"You shave?" Maddy asked.

I tried not to blush as she rested her open palms on my thighs and gazed up at me.

"From time to time. I normally trim, but I'll shave occasionally."

"It looks good to me!" She cooed.

My cock was growing under all this attention.

Madison lowered her head and sucked my hardening member into her mouth. She gripped my ass cheeks to leverage herself on and off of me, falling into rhythm. Her pink, manicured nails dug into sensitive areas and the pleasure coaxed a moan into the air. Man, she gives good head.

Daniella remained off to the side. Our eyes locked. The fingers of one hand rested on her tummy. My eyes opened and closed slowly in building pleasure. Danni's hands found their way to her breasts. She squeezed them and pressed them around, using the material to stimulate her stiffening nipples.

My attention was stolen by Maddy's steadily boisterous slurping of my cock.

"Did you guys plan this or something?" I asked between moans.

Maddy shook her head with my dick still in her mouth. "I heard about your gorgeous cock, but I didn't think I'd honestly get a chance to taste it."

These ladies were certainly feeding my ego. My lengthening member was feeling the effects.

Daniella pulled the straps down her shoulders to free her breasts. Their fullness blew my mind. She eased herself back on the bed and tugged her nipples, lifting each breast into the air several times and grinding her hips against the mattress.

I didn't know who to look at, so I alternated between the two visions.

Maddy took notice of what Daniella was up to and it must have made her hotter. She dragged the nails of one hand to her mildly hairy pussy. I was entranced with her pink manicure burying itself between her bare thighs.

Daniella piped up, "Tony, your cock looks so hard it must hurt."

"Mmm," my brain hardly registered what she was saying, "I've been doing some stretches I discovered and it's added as much as an inch when I'm... Mmm...

really

turned on."

Maddy took her mouth off my cock long enough to ask, "Does that really work?"

I nodded and guided the back of her head onto my cock again. "Don't stop," I pleaded.

Prying her hand away from her sodden pussy, my oral angel released the ties of her top, tossed it away and gave me my first view of those wonderful rose pink nipples. Her hand resumed masturbating her pussy, only coming off long enough to rub her lovely tits on occasion. She blinked her eyes up at me and slurped away for a few more minutes.

Taking a breath, she grabbed my hand as she got back to her feet. She was pure tease as she high stepped leg over leg to the bed Danni was occupying. Her firm grip demanded obedience. Her eyes yearned me to follow.

Her face went straight between Daniella's legs as she lifted her ass and pulled me onto the bed behind her all in one smooth motion. Maddy's sandy white skin, though bronzed from laying out most summers, was pale in comparison to Danni's deep copper tan complemented with naturally warm olive undertones. Her skin was lighter only to her raven hair, both on top of her head and between her now open legs. She had less hair down there than before, clipping her upside down triangle pubes to more of a bushy landing strip separated less than an inch above her cunt. I was seeing this now because Maddy dove headfirst into her muff, blazing a trail of spit up her thigh, then tonguing her labia uncontrollably. The thin fabric of her one-piece offered no impedance.

I didn't need a second invitation. Each leg lifted as Maddy's bottoms were slid off. In an instant my cock found a new home beneath her bush, edged only enough to be concealed under her bikini, but also trimmed shorter than Danni's. Few things in life are more satisfying than sinking your dick into a naturally well-lubricated pussy. Both of us moaned as I felt a near burning heat emanating from deep inside her to engulf my hardon. Hips became handles to pick up speed to immediately adjust her to my intimate shape.