Hired as a Waiter

A fantasy really from years back. Although it's never really gone.

No dialogue, as its only fantasy.

My friend has become ill, after a long conversation he's convinced me to step in his shoes. To waiter for a few mature ladies at a private party.

It's their once a month get together, without hubbies. He'd been asked by one of the ladies, a client of his as a handyman, for a bit of extra cash, as a one off. He also warned me it might get raunchy.

Anyway, i agreed and he put me in touch with Helen. She was okay with the swap after he sent a photo.

I had 2 hours to get ready.

I showered and shaved, face and pubes, making sure I didn't smell, extra lathering under foreskin, and a viagra, just in case, oh fuck it 2 viagra.

Finally I arrive in tidy shirt, tie, trousers and polished shoes.

Helen looks up and down approvingly and ushers me to the kitchen, explaining the rules.

Invite her 2 friends at the door, offer a drink, take them to the dining room, offer nibbles when asked, serve drinks on demand, and enjoy, with a wink.

She's about 50, brunette, buxom, in dressing gown so hard to gauge her body

I wait in the kitchen.

The viagra is already taking hold, I'm like a tent. Reaching inside my trousers I adjust so its pointing up. Nestling under the elastic of my boxers.

Her friends arrive at the door, both around the same age as Helen, with similar builds. Each of them including Helen now are wearing summer dresses.

So I start my duties, offering wine to each of them, immediately my inner thigh is stroked as I pour, each of them taking their turn.

I turn to go into the kitchen to fetch the nibbles, I can hear them talking. On my return Helen is holding a pair of dice.

As I place the nibbles down, one of them yelps, a big smile on her face, she's thrown a double.

She ushers me to the head of the table, rubbing her hands as I stand looking at the others. Standing in front of me her hand runs up my crotch giving a squeeze. Then proceeds to undo my tie and remove it, looking down I can see her beautiful cleavage, buttons open a little more. She knows I'm looking giving a little smile as once again she gives me a squeeze, before sitting down.

So, now I'm stood at the head of the table, while these gorgeous ladies once again roll the dice.

It takes a while, and all time I'm waiting I can feel myself dribbling precum.

Finally another yelp, the lady comes behind me, pressing her boobs into my back, reaching around, undoing the buttons of my shirt, tugging it free from my trousers, her friends watching and smiling as I'm squeezed again in full view.

Coming to the front, her dress is quite a few buttons open, her pink lacy bra showing along with full boobs straining to be released. Her hands drop the shirt over my shoulders and her hands, run up and down my chest.

Returning to the kitchen for more wine i take off my shoes and socks as requested by Helen.

As I serve once more they squeeze my buttocks, stroke my chest, cup my balls.

The wine is taking affect on them as their talk gets raunchy.

Throwing the dice again it takes a while, then a squeal of joy. Once again I'm undressed from behind, the ladies watching on.

Belt unbuckled and removed. Button undone and zipper down. I can feel her tits against my back, little kisses as she eases them down and off. Her hand sliding up and down my boxers, stroking my cock for all to see. Before settling back she pulls my boxers open giving helmet a kiss. I can feel my legs quiver it feels so good. The tight boxers define my member clearly through the material, they all seem to like it.

They demand more wine so i disappear back to the kitchen. On my return their dresses are off, strewn across the floor. All smiling at me in their lingerie, see through half cup bras barely containing boobs, matching thongs, stockings. Oh the site of these mature scantily beauties, I'm really throbbing.

As I serve once more, each lady in turn opens the elastic of my boxers kissing helmet, except the last one who takes it in her hot mouth. Oh my, I'm almost erupting.

Once more i stand at the head of the table, waiting for them to throw the dice. By now I'm desperate to get out of these boxers.

It takes a while, as they keep looking at my hidden erection, all desperate to get them off too.

A shriek of joy, as I'm approached once more. Helen gets her phone out to film it.

Facing me sideways for Helen, tugging my boxers down at the back, bum fully on show, lifting the front elastic forward she looks inside and smiles. Lowering them down until I'm on full view.

Helmet purple and engorged her mouth so close I can feel her breath. Throbbing before her eyes, one touch and I'll erupt.

Her lips gently kiss my helmet, moving forward as they swallow it, I'm throbbing harder, her tongue slides around it moving further down the shaft.

I know I'm going to explode, the wonderful feeling of it rising fast, calling out I warn her, but she just hums mmmmm causing vibrations along my cock.

Suddenly I'm exploding into her beautiful, warm, mature mouth. The first spurt hits her throat and she pulls out stroking me hard, two, three, four long spurts on her cleavage before I start to subside.

Helen stops filming a big smile on her face.

I'm still hard from the viagra, as Helen approaches.

All three are extremely tipsy, shedding their bras and thongs as I'm maneuvered to the floor, ready for them to ride me.