I had just lowered the blindfold over my girlfriend's eyes when I saw the glow of headlights flash briefly against the side of the house as it pulled into my driveway. The knock at the door came about a minute later as I was double checking the knots that had her secured to the bedposts causing her to jump and whisper "Who could that be?"
"Probably just some late Trick or Treaters. I'll go get rid of them." I answered, smiling down at her body. At thirty she was in great shape; probably as good as she had ever been thanks to constant trips to the gym and trying desperately to keep up with the twenty-two first grade students she taught.
Tiffany's jet black hair was pulled back tightly in a pony-tail and was resting on the pillow beside her. She was wearing just a hint of makeup but what really stood out against her pale skin was the red lipstick she had on. It drew attention to her already pouty lips and knowing what they felt like when she simply kissed me was just enough to make my dick twitch with anticipation.
She, moaned softly and turned her head to the sound of my voice, "Hurry!"
I left the room smiling and thinking that describing what was about to happen was in fact a trick and a treat; but it was one of her own doing. I walked quickly down the hallway and just as quickly down the stairs to the foyer. Opening the door I looked into a pair of stunning green eyes and a wicked little grin. She brushed past me, unbuttoning her coat as she entered. When she walked toward the stairs she casually dropped the coat on to the floor then looked back over her shoulder at me and winked.
"Nice costume little girl." I said softly.
I assumed she was going for the straight forward, simplistic approach in costume design this year. She was wearing a pair of red three inch pumps. That was the entire costume.
"I'm glad you like it." she whispered, grinning up at the look on my face. "I was going to wear something silky and sexy but then I thought why go to all that trouble?"
At 5'4" she is shorter than Tiff's 5'9" frame, but what she lacks in height, she makes up for in other areas. Her dirty blonde hair is shoulder length and her breasts are larger and fuller than Tiffany's by at least two inches and a full cup size. I completely forgot that she is a good ten years older than Tiffany the minute I got a view of her ass as she ascended the stairs. It made me wonder if I was going to be able to keep the promise I had made to her about Tiffany being the center of attention for tonight's activities.
Tiffany had mentioned, on more than one occasion, about sleeping with her female roommates in college. The fun part came when she would luridly describe every detail of the experiences she had as we made love. The last time she had done anything like that was just over a month ago when she described Halloween night, 2007. As she put it, "That night was so intense, I seriously considered dumping men for good. By the time Penny finished with me I could barely spell my own name."
Little did she know that at my office Halloween party four nights ago, my personal assistant Lori had one too many margaritas, pointed at Tiffany and slurred, "I would kill for the chance to get a woman that hot in bed for an hour or two." I smiled like the Grinch on Christmas Eve and got her another drink.
On Monday when Lori came into work she crept straight into my office, slowly closed the door and began to fall over herself attempting to apologize. Words like inappropriate, drunk, wasted, embarrassed, humiliated and so very, very sorry, flew from her mouth. She offered to resign, then she quit, then she apologized again, then she quit a second time. Once she calmed down somewhat I laughed and told her to get back to her desk.
"Lori, you've been with me five years longer than she has. I can forgive a lot, especially coming from you."
"Thank you Phil." she said, softly.
As she stood there looking down at the floor I asked her, "So, did you mean it or not?"
"What?" she gasped loudly with her cheeks flaming.
"Did you mean it?"
"Oh God!"
"Don't worry about it Lori. Hell she would most likely hurt you in bed."
"Oh really!" she exclaimed defensively, her eyes locking with mine.
"Yep. She probably has more experience with women than you do anyway."
"Don't bet on it Phil." she said, her eyes never leaving mine, except now there was a twinkle in them. Placing her hands on her hips she defiantly added, "But since you've asked. Yes, I meant it."
"Have a seat." I said, leaning back in my chair smiling.
I didn't know what this chick had done with my personal assistant, but I wasn't going to pass this opportunity up for anything.
And that brings us to where we are tonight, with Lori standing nude at the top of the stairs; me standing at the bottom still admiring her ass and my girlfriend tied to the bed in my bedroom.
"Holy shit! I had completely forgotten about Tiffany!" I thought to myself as I bound up the stairs. When I reached the top I had to stop and admire Lori's body for a second or two. I mean just the sight of her ass had caused me to forget that my girlfriend was waiting on me. How had I never noticed it in the seven years that she had worked for me? Was it professional detachment or was I just a stupid son of a bitch? I mouthed "Nice ass." and almost laughed as she gave me a quick little curtsey. Then we began to walk toward my bedroom.
I entered the bedroom and walked straight up to the bed. Lori followed but instead of approaching the bed she eased into a chair and crossing her legs, she removed her shoes; then she sat back and smiled.
"What was it?" Tiffany asked.
"It was the best costume of the night. I kinda wish you could have seen it." I responded, winking at Lori.
"It took you long enough to get rid of them."
"Sorry Love. Now, where were we?"
I ran my hand along the inside of her left thigh, pausing when I got to the top and used my pinky to lightly brush her clit. Her moan told me that she had gotten more than a little excited being left alone, even for a few minutes. When I leaned over and kissed her she moaned even louder and tried to arch her back to increase the pressure on her clit. I simply removed my hand and smiled as she groaned and dropped her hips back to the mattress.
"Tease." she said, trying to sound angry.
"No, but give me a minute and you will fully understand what that word means." I said as I gently stroked the side of her neck.
"Really?"
"Really. I've got a Halloween surprise for you Baby. So which do you want? The trick or the treat?" I whispered as Lori rose to her feet and walked slowly to the bedside.
"The treat." Tiffany moaned.
I stood up, walked to the foot of the bed and slid between her thighs. Her back arched as my tongue met the lips of her pussy and she whimpered as my hands slid up her stomach then across her ribs and breasts. I paused there, gently rolling her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, while I began to nibble on the outer lips of her pussy.
"Ready for your treat?" I asked as Lori slowly lowered her head to Tiff's right breast.
"Yes, please." came a soft reply and a second later, she jumped when Lori's tongue flicked across her nipple.
"What the Hell Phillip! Who was that?" she squealed.
"She can leave if you want her to."
"She?"
"Yes." I whispered as I lowered my head back to her pussy and Lori lowered her head taking Tiffany's nipple into her mouth again.
"Oh God! Oh my Gaa, oh fuck!" Tiffany moaned as she arched her back, forcing my tongue deeper inside her.
Lori lay down beside her and began to tease her by alternating between slow soft suckling of Tiffany's breasts then gently kissing her on the neck and lips. I on the other hand concentrated on her pussy with my tongue and fingers. I knew she would come fast, but she surprised me with the intensity as her hips began bucking wildly screaming like a wildcat as the first wave rolled through her body.
A few minutes later as she lay there still twitching from it all she sighed and began to struggle against the restraints.
"Going somewhere?" I asked, smiling at her struggles.
"I just want to know who it is."
"Sorry Baby, that's not allowed tonight. Maybe another time." I said, repositioning myself on the other side of her body.
"Please!" she moaned again.
"Nope, you can beg all you want, but you're not seeing her."
Lori smiled at that, then mouthed the word "Asshole!" as she arched her eyebrows at me.
I reached over Tiffany's chest, took hold of Lori's hand and dragging her fingernails down Tiffany's ribs and stomach, I lowered it to Tiffany's pussy. Then as slowly and softly as I possible could, I began working Lori's fingers between the swollen lips. Tiffany's back arched further and further with each stroke and her breathing became more and more ragged. I small shudder passed through her and as it happened, I whispered into her ear.
"If you're a good girl and give us one more, I'll let her go down on you."
That was all it took for her to come again, but it was much softer than the last time.
It was then that I found out how much of a tease my assistant really is. She smiled at me, got off the bed and pantomimed drinking. I told her that there were water bottles in the fridge and as an afterthought, as she was leaving the room, I asked her to bring one back for each of us.
While she was gone, I lifted the blindfold off of Tiff's eyes and looked down at her.
"Surprised?"
"Stunned! What brought this on?" she asked, looking up at me.
"I honestly have no idea, but when the chance arose, I rose with it."
"You still have your clothes on?" she asked.
"It's part of the deal. She is here for you, not me; now lay back and enjoy it." I said, gently kissing her and replacing the blindfold.
Lori walked back in and handed me our water bottles, then grinned at me as she planted her bottle firmly on Tiff's right nipple.
Tiff squealed, then giggled, "That's cold! Stop it!"
Lori smiled and moved it to the left nipple.
