Sue Set Free: the Last Night

My husband and I are in an open relationship, and my co-worker has stumbled on to this. We're on a work trip, but so far she's watched me flash room service and sext my husband. And talked. Oh, how we've talked - she's wanted to know everything, in as much detail as I could remember.

On the last day of our training course, she'd seemed antsy all day. We were leaving in the morning to drive home, and I was looking forward to getting home.

When we'd finished everything and picked up our stupid certificates, she'd rushed us back to the hotel room, leaving the other people we'd spent the last few days with.

"I've been frustrated," she said. "You've been telling me these sex stories all week, and last night, well..."

She was talking about me flashing and sexting.

"I want to go to the bar and have a few drinks. You're coming with me - you'll be my wingman. I want to get picked up by a good looking guy. You can get picked up too if you want. I want to come back here and get laid, OK?"

Sure, I could do this. Easily. The sexting orgasm I'd had last night hadn't been great, and here was the solution. And Dave was probably banging his mistress anyway. I nodded.

"Now, what's the sexiest thing you've got to wear?"

"I only brought work clothes," I confessed. "I didn't think we were going dancing or anything."

"That's fine," she said, "you can wear one of my dresses."

She's, um... a lot... smaller than I am, probably by at least 20lbs. She must have seen the uncertainty on my face.

"It's spandex, it'll fit."

Oh joy.

"Let's get ready, shall we?" she said.

I looked at her.

She looked at me.

I sighed and started unbuttoning my blouse.

She went and rummaged around in her suitcase, took a red dress and went to the bathroom.

I took my blouse and skirt off, and just stood there, waiting.

After a while, I sat down.

After a while longer, she came out of the bathroom. She looked amazing. The dress fit her really well, and she'd done her hair and makeup. I almost wouldn't have recognized her dressed like this, as I've only ever seen her at work, dressed dowdily.

"I think you should lose the hose," she said to me, and I started peeling them down my legs.

She went back to her suitcase, and pulled out a black dress.

"This'll do," she said, bringing it over to me. "Put it on."

I'd got my feet out of my pantyhose, so I took the dress from her and stepped into it. I had to struggle a little to pull it up. It was like a black, stretchy tube, and with my tits covered, came to maybe mid-thigh. It didn't have any straps, so my bra straps were really obvious.

"Did you bring a strapless bra?" she asked.

"No."

"No bra then."

I hesitated.

"It'll be fine," she said.

I sighed and pulled the dress down at the top, exposing my bra again. I unhooked my bra, taking it off and dropping it on the bed.

She stared at my nipples, and I rushed to cover them up again by pulling up the dress. You could easily see they were pierced, by the little lumps on each side of each prominent nipple. You could also easily see I wasn't wearing a bra.

"Do they hurt?"

"Not anymore," I said. "They were sore for a couple of weeks though."

"Hmmm."

"Did you bring a thong?" she asked me.

I shook my head.

"I don't like the panty line. Commando it is then."

"Can I wear the pantyhose in that case?"

"No," she said.

I sighed, and reached under the hem of the dress, pulling my panties down to my knees, then ankles. I stepped out of them.

"Shoes?" she said.

I went and found my tallest, but still work appropriate heels. They were maybe three inches, and not particularly pointy or anything. I can wear them all day.

"Go and put this on," she said, giving me some lipstick.

I went to the bathroom and used the mirror to apply the bright red lipstick as well as I could.

When I came out, she was wearing her shoes - they were really nice five or six inch strappy stilettos, in black. The sole was red, which looked really good with her red dress.

She'd kicked our clothes and suitcases away, probably under the beds, so the room looked presentable. Of course, because we were supposed to be bringing guys back here.

"Let's go," she said, grabbing her purse.

I went to get mine, and she said not to bother.

"I can take pictures for your husband with your phone," she said, which for some reason made me nervous.

I gave her my phone, and we left the room, with her checking the door was locked behind us, and headed to the elevator.

She fiddled with her phone until the bell dinged and the doors opened. In we went. The doors were mirrored, and she pointed her phone at them.

"Smile," she said. "We're going to enjoy this."

I smiled and she took a picture of us together in the mirror.

When the elevator stopped and the doors opened, we walked through reception to the bar. There were a fair number of business men in there, and a couple of girls. We stopped by the entryway, while Emily looked around. She seemed to see somebody she liked the look of, and she put her arm through mine and started walking towards the bar.

"Please don't fuck this up for me," she said in a low voice so nobody would hear her.

"Hi," she said as we got to a couple of good looking older men. "I'm Cassandra and this is Sue. Who wants to buy us a drink?"

The guys fell all over each other to welcome us and order drinks. I was ordered a Jack and Coke, and Emily had picked her guy and started talking to him.

We were either side of the guys, so they were sitting at the bar almost back to back.

The one I was facing and talking to was Sean. He said his buddy was Don, and that they were airline pilots. I wasn't sure I believed him, as everybody's a doctor or a pilot or an astronaut when they're trying to pick you up, but I played along. I didn't really care, after all.

After a little more chatter and during a sentence, he put his hand on my bare knee. It made me jump, and I took it off.

I noticed Emily notice and frown at me slightly.

"I'm sorry," I said to Sean, "what were you saying?"

I took his hand and put it back on my knee.

He beamed at me, moving it from the outside of my left knee to the inside of my right knee, causing me to have to open my knees a little.

He kept glancing at my nipples, under the dress. After checking my tits hadn't fallen out the first few times, I just ignored it.

Maybe they even were pilots. He talked about flying, routes, layovers and that they were heading to somewhere in, I don't know, Japan? in the morning, and his hand slid minutely higher and higher until it was by the hem of my dress, on the inside of my thigh.

"You're not wearing a bra, are you?"

I shook my head.

"Your nipples are pierced."

I nodded, and said "recently, so they're a little sore yet."

His fingers were tickling the inside of my thigh now, just under the hem of my dress.

"Are you wearing panties?"

I bit my lip.

"Actually, no," he said, "you're going to let me find out for myself, aren't you?"

I nodded. I moved my knees apart a little more, expecting him to move his hand, but he didn't.

"Should we take this to my room?" he said, and Emily, who by this time was in Don's arms, said "I thought you'd never ask. Let's go to ours."

We got up and Don threw some money on the bar and finished his drink. Emily took his hand, and Sean put his arm around my waist and we headed to the elevators.

A couple came out of the elevator as we got to it. We stepped aside to let them out, then got in.

"Four," said Emily to Sean, and then she started kissing Don, pressing herself up against him.

Sean leaned forward and pressed the button, then turned and kissed me on the cheek. I turned to face him, and he kissed me passionately, pulling me into him. His hands were on my bum, and it felt like he was lifting my dress while trying to have me not notice he was lifting my dress.

The bell dinged, and we came up for air and turned to face the doors. I straightened my dress as the doors opened, and then Emily let go of Don. She grabbed his hand and dragged him to our room. Sean and I followed after them, his hand back on my waist.

Emily had opened the door as we got there, and we all tumbled in. She turned the lights on, and excused herself to powder her nose, leaving me with the guys. I didn't know what to do, so I went and sat on the end of my bed. Sean sat next to me, one arm around my shoulder, the other on my thigh. While he was stroking my shoulder and reaching towards my tits, at least the other hand was over my dress. For now.

Don sat on Emily's bed, leaning back on his arms and looking towards the bathroom.

Sean tapped my chin, and I turned my face towards him and kissed him again. Indeed, we were still kissing when Emily came out of the bathroom.

"OK," she said, "I've decided that Sue's going to suck you both off."

She calmly walked over to me. She grabbed my hand, pulling me up off my bed.

The guys both looked at her, bemused. Maybe even amused.

She grabbed my dress, between my tits. She dragged it out and down, so they flopped out. Luckily neither nipple bar got caught, as that could have hurt.

My hands came up to cover my tits, but she kept dragging the dress down, until it was by my hips. I guess my fat ass had stopped her dragging it much further.

She grabbed the hem, and pulled it up, uncovering my bare pussy. I clamped my legs together, turning away so they wouldn't see.

"See, you're in luck, boys," she said. "She's going to suck both your dicks. Aren't you, Sue?"

I didn't look at her.

"Aren't you," she said, "Sue."

I nodded, slowly.

"Look..." said Sean.

"She wants to," said Emily. "Don't you?"

I nodded. Sean, for one, was really quite nice. And it had been almost a week since I'd sucked a cock. I missed it.

"And why is that?" she asked.

I looked at her.

"Because I'm a cocksucker," I said, quietly.

"What?" said Don.

"I'm a cocksucker," I said, a little louder.

"So she'll suck your dicks, and then you'll fuck off."

I saw Don look at Sean. Then they both looked at me. Don stood up, and started undoing his pants.

"Well, I'm game," he said.

Emily pushed me towards him a little. I shuffled closer, then knelt down on the floor in front of him. I watched him unzip, then pull his cock out. He was stroking it, pointing it at me.

"What about you?" Emily almost taunted Sean.

Sean also stood up. I had a second where I thought he might put a stop to it, but then I remembered he'd picked me up in a bar in a hotel by almost putting his hand up my dress. He started fiddling with his belt.

Emily pointed my phone at me.

"For her husband," she said.

"Cool, whatever," Don said, "just no faces, OK?"

He started rubbing his hardening cock on my face, smearing my red lipstick.

I knelt there, and Sean came and joined us. They both rubbed their cocks over my face, and I let them. I was getting more and more turned on, and I reached up and cupped each of their balls in a hand, and opened my mouth. I was sticking my tongue out, trying to lick their cocks as they moved over my face.

They both tried to stick their cocks in my mouth, and I stuck my tongue out and licked one, then the other, then back again.

Don rocked his hips forward, and got his cock in my mouth. My lips closed around it, and I ran my tongue over the head.

Sean reached down and started feeling my tits.

I groaned around the cock in my mouth. Don seemed to like that. He'd let go of his cock, and he gripped his hand in my hair, pulling me towards him. I slowly swallowed more and more of his cock until my nose was against his belly.

"Jesus," he said. "Will you look at that?"

Sean had let go of my tits, and I let go of his balls as he moved away. I felt him pushing my knees apart. I shuffled them apart about a foot, concentrating on sucking the cock in my face, and his hand went straight to my pussy.

"Christ," Sean said, "she's soaking wet. She's loving this."

Sean was rubbing his thumb over my clit, and my eyes were starting to water when Don let go of my hair and I could slide most of his cock out of my mouth. Just the tip remained, and I ran my tongue over it and pushed my face back towards him, hungrily.

Don took my hand off his balls and put it behind my head. I took my other hand and put them together.

"You've got to try this," he said.

I was slowly sliding back, and when I stopped, he pulled back so his cock popped out of my mouth.

He stepped back, and Sean stopped playing with my pussy and stood up. He came and fed his cock into my open mouth. I kept my hands behind my head, letting him push his cock into my throat, licking and swallowing the whole time.

"Fuuuuuuck," Sean groaned. "I had wanted to fuck her, but this..." he trailed off.

He grabbed either side of my head, while I forced myself to keep my hands still. He fucked his cock into my face for a few minutes, taking short, quick stabs while I tried to lick it until he came, pumping and moaning. I swallowed so I didn't drown, but I had to let go of my head and put my hands against his thighs, letting me pull my face off him and cough up the bit of cum that was trying to get into my lungs.

"That," said Sean, "was amazing."

I smiled and felt proud of myself. I like to think I am pretty good at sucking cock.

Don was sitting on the end of Emily's bed, having pulled his pants down to his ankles. He motioned me over, and I walked on my knees. I lifted his cock off his stomach, and started licking the head.

"Has she fucked anybody else tonight?" I heard Sean ask.

I didn't hear a response, but as I was sucking the head of Don's cock, I felt hands on my hips, lifting me.

I sort of stood, bending at the waist to keep Don's cock in my mouth. My hands were either side of his waist, supporting me. My feet were moved apart slightly, and I half expected to feel Sean's cock on my pussy, but instead I felt his tongue. He ran it up and down my crack to my pussy several times, then stopped, pushing the point of it against my bum.

I concentrated on trying to get Don off while Sean stuck maybe half an inch of his tongue up my bum.

Don's hands suddenly grabbed my head, forcing me all the way down onto him, and I felt his cock throbbing as he emptied it straight down my throat into my stomach.

When Don let go, I carefully pulled myself forward and off Sean's tongue. He sat back on his heels, looking at me as I stood up.

"You are one sexy lady," he said. I felt good. I like it when people appreciate me.

"She's a slut," said Emily, bringing me back down to Earth.

"OK," she said to them. "You got your dicks sucked, now fuck off."

They both hurried to pull their clothes back on as he shepherded them to the door.

"Bye," she said, physically pushing Sean out and shutting the door.

She turned to face me.

"What the fuck was that about?" I asked.

"Don was kind of arrogant on the way up here, and I just didn't want to do him," she said. "However I know how much you say you like sucking dick, so I thought I'd let you."

"Um, thanks?"

"I still haven't got laid," she said. "And I'm all turned on, so that's now a problem. Sort that dress out, you look ridiculous."

I pulled the dress up and down, covering myself again.

"You might want to fix your face."

I went back into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, to find my lipstick smeared all over, so I washed it all off. I sorted the dress out so it looked decent again, then took a few moments to quickly brush my teeth. And tongue. She hadn't given me the lipstick back, so I came out with my face bare.

"Right, let's go," she said, and headed for the door. She looked by far the most glamorous of the pair of us.

There were a couple of decent looking younger guys getting out of the elevator as we approached.

As she approached them, she said "which lucky guy wants to walk me to your room?"

The guys looked at each other for a split second while they processed what she'd just said, then one got it.

"Me," he said, grinning.

She grabbed his hand, and he pointed back the way we'd just come. As they walked past me, she handed me the key card for the door.

"Leave it unlocked so I can get in."

I turned and watched them leave, then felt a hand on my bum.

"I guess it's you and me," the other guy said.

Fine, I figured, let's get it over with. I headed back towards our room, and he followed me, hand still on my bum.

When I got to the door and stopped to unlock it, he lifted the hem of my dress, putting his hand on my bare bum.

The door opened and I led him in. He walked past me as I got the door sorted out to stay unlocked. As I headed towards the room, I pulled the hem of my dress down again.

He was sitting on my bed.

"So, uh, what do you want?" I asked him.

"Dance for me a little."

I looked around nervously. It was quiet in the room, so I just sort of stood there and wiggled a little.

"Show me your tits."

I shuffled the top of my dress down until my tits were exposed.

"Sweet!"

I carried on wiggling slowly, like I was dancing.

"Play with them."

I cupped my tits in my hands as I swayed, and started gently squeezing my nipples. I could feel myself getting turned on again.

He just sat there, watching me "dance."

I started running my hands around the top of my dress, which was, again, around my waist, teasing him. He took this as an invitation to open his pants and get his cock out.

He started slowly stroking it as I stared at it. To encourage him, I licked my lips. Subtle, I know, but most guys seem to like it.

"Take your dress off."

Still watching his hand on his cock, I wiggled my way out of my dress. It fell to the floor pretty much as soon as I got it past my hips. I looked down at it, and thought it looked tiny lying there.

"C'mere," he said, patting the bed next to him.

I went and sat on the bed next to him.

He let go of his cock and took my hand, putting it on his cock. I grasped it, and stroked it up and down, matching the slow pace he'd been using.

He turned my face towards him, and started kissing me, while his hand found my tits, playing with the bars through my nipples.

After a few minutes of this, he lay down, leaving me sitting there playing with his cock.

Soon after, he said "kiss it."

I bent down and carefully kissed the tip, then sat up again and went back to just stroking it.

He lifted his top half, so he was supporting himself on his elbows. I guess he could watch now.

"Do that again."

I bent down and kissed the tip quickly. I could taste his pre-cum a little.

"Play with my balls."

I'd need to pull his pants down, so I let go of his cock, and grabbed his waistband. He lifted his bum off the bed, allowing me to pull his pants down to below his knees. I went back to stroking his cock, but my free hand played with his balls.

"Lick them."

I bent down and licked his balls, one at a time, sucking them gently for a short while, until he groaned.

I knew I was turned on, but so was he. I didn't expect it to take me long to get off, but I wanted to get off. I straddled him and held his cock up while I lowered my pussy on to it. I got it all the way in, then leaned forward, causing him to lie flat on the bed. I put my arms either side of his head to support me. Now I could slowly grind my clit into his pubic bone. Oh, and he started playing with my tits, which was also helping.

I was getting close when he moved his hands to the sides of my bum, lifting at me. I figured he was getting close to cumming too, so I started lifting myself a few inches, then sliding back down on to his lap. Lifting and dropping, lifting and dropping. I was getting really, really close when I felt him starting to tense up. His cock throbbing as he emptied his balls into me was the final thing I needed. I started cumming too, dropping myself onto his torso, pinning him there as I shuddered through my orgasm.