Our firm was impacted negatively by the Covid-19 pandemic and the turmoil in Europe and our stock prices have taken a downward trend over the past few months. To counter this, we needed to find ways to reduce our operations costs, and the company had to make the difficult decision of moving work from high-cost locations to low-cost ones. This meant more work will be transitioned over to our Asian location where I belong, but sadly it means some of our European friends would need to get an early retirement or separation package. One of the folks affected was Big Georges, one of our senior managers from Belgium who was asked to transition his work to me. He is a very nice, funny guy who also is my mentor at work, and is the manager of one of my close friends in the office, Jean.
His moniker "Big Georges" was coined by folks in our Asian office as he literally towers over everyone here at 6'5" 290 lbs. Jean and I look tiny when we are beside him as I'm 5'3" 115lbs, and Jean is 5'2" 120 lbs., so we look like Georges' kids. He has been in the company for more than 20 years, and we consider him as one of the experts, so I know I have big shoes to fill as I take over his role. I initially felt sad when I heard the news as I really loved working with him, but when he told me that he got a hefty pay that would allow him to finally buy the cabin for his wife and kids, I couldn't help but feel happy for him.
Although I was the main person to take on Georges' role, I learned than Jean would also inherit some of his work as she has been reporting to him for a couple of years now, and it was a natural transition for her. Jean has been in the company a bit longer than I have, and like me, she is also married and a mother of 2. She is one of my close friends in the office and I was happy to be working with her as we bring the work to Asia. Jean has very fair complexion, long wavy hair, and a nice curvy body. I would say that she's one whom you would call a MILF, like me, and my husband even had her as one of his "fucks" when we play marry, fuck, kill. This never bothered me as Jean and I close, and we talk about everything from family, beauty secrets, and even sex tips.
Georges flew in from Europe and will be spent the last two weeks here teaching me and Jean about the work, and even sharing his plans with us so we can take them forward. Despite spending eight hours daily on transitions and training, I still felt that I couldn't match up to what Georges knows about the job, but I guess you cannot transition the experience, so I just looked forward to getting hands on and building my experience and expertise. Two weeks flew by very quickly as there were tons of work to handover to me and Jean, but we did make sure to unwind and have a few drinks together before Georges flew back to Europe. He mentioned that there was a hip bar in his hotel that he wanted to try, so Jean immediately reserved seats for us as the place will surely be packed on a Friday night.
My husband and I usually go for dinner and drinks on Friday evenings, but he kindly gave way, in exchange for great sex of course, so Jean and I can spend time with Georges before he retires. He told me that he will kill time in our favorite Spanish restaurant while waiting for me, and even reassured me not to hurry and just have a good time as he needed his alone time very much also. Yes, he's such an introvert. He met me just before we went to the bar with Georges so he could put my stuff in the car, then he just asked me to call him when we were done so he could pick me up. I thanked him and gave him a kiss before heading out to meat Jean and Georges at the hotel bar.
The bar we went to was in a rather hidden corner of the hotel with a very speakeasy vibe. It had leather walls, dark floors, and very dim lighting that you had to use a flashlight to see the drink list which were comprised mainly of specialty cocktails you won't be able to get somewhere else. The receptionist led us to our seat which was a U-shaped counter on the far-end corner of the bar. Georges took his place comfortably in the middle of the counter, while Jean and I stayed on opposite sides of him, facing each other. After we've settled into our seats, the receptionist suggested their signature cocktails to us which we ordered along with chips and fires. Since we were early, the place was still quiet, and it was easy for the three of us to converse. However, Georges mentioned that it should get packed and buzzing soon as he always saw long queues outside the bar every time he tried to enter the past few days.
Our drinks came and I must say that they were really good that we even joked about giving he receptionist a good tip for his recommendation. As we enjoyed our cocktails, we started asking Georges about his retirement plans and he shared that he'll buy a cabin by the lake for his family as he loved doing water sports with his 3 sons. He also mentioned that he might be back soon as he promised to take his wife on a trip, and that they've always wanted to visit Asia. Jean promised to recommend beaches and good tourist spots should they decide to fly here, while I offered to let him stay in our beach house or lakeside house, or both, should they wish to. The plans he shared made me dream about retirement as well, but I knew that would still be a few years away as my kids are still in school.
We were having a nice, casual conversation and the drinks just kept flowing without us noticing it. We also didn't realize that the place started getting full and it was harder to converse as it was getting pretty loud. After our fourth round, Georges suggested that we move somewhere less noisy so we could continue chatting. I was a bit tipsy already and I could see from Jean's face that she had a buzz as well, but she was quick to agree to Georges' suggestion. After we settled the bill, we left the bar and discussed the options on where we can move to. We decided to check a few places within the vicinity of the hotel, but all places were full since it was a Friday night. After checking a few places without success, Georges asked if we were okay to go up to his suite, (yes, he got upgraded), as he has an unopened stash of wine. I was about to beg off but before I could, Jean was already pulling Georges back to the hotel before blurting out "Let's go!".
Jean was obviously buzzed as she was leaning on Georges while we took the elevator to his suite. When we got to his room, I asked Georges for a bottle of water which I opened and ask Jean to drink, while I asked permission to use the toilet. When I came out of the bathroom, I was shocked to see that Jean was making out with Georges on the couch. I froze for a second as they kissed and felt each other, then I cam to my senses and went over to them to pull Jean away from Georges. I was successful in pulling them apart, and I told Jean that we should probably leave as she was already drunk. Jean stood up, looked me in the eye, and said "I'm not drunk, honey, I'm horny!" Before I could say anything, she grabbed me by my nape and planted a big, wet kiss on my lips.
I once again froze as I wasn't sure how I should react. The last time I locked lips with a girl was when my high school lesbian friend kissed me, so I was caught off guard. Jean continued kissing me began darting his tongue in my mouth and I eventually kissed back as her soft lips and tongue started to turn me on. As I made out with Jean, Georges, went behind her and started fondling her tits through her dress and bra, while kissing her on the neck. After a while, he moved behind me and did the same, grabbing and groping my tits while his hard cock rubbed against my back. Georges pulled me to break my kiss with Jean then he planted a kiss on my lips while grabbing my ass. After a while, he let go of me and did the same to Jean. As I watched them make out, I felt my pussy began to get moist.
After Georges released Jean from his kiss, he sat back on the couch while Jean went near me. I was waiting for her to kiss me again, but instead, he reached for the hem of my dress and pulled it up over my head until she successfully undressed me, leaving me with just my black bra, black lace thong, and my heels. She then reached over behind my back to unclasp my bra, and when she had my tits exposed, she took turns nibbling and sucking on my nipples until they got really stiff. After playing with my nipples, she looked up to me and said, "Do the same to me."
I reached behind Jean's back and pulled the zipper of her dress down, then I pushed her dress off her shoulders until it dropped to the floor. Her booty and tits looked really sexy covered in pink lace boy shorts and bra. I then unclasped her bra to expose her already stiff nipples, then I returned the favor by alternately nibbling and sucking on them. Jean's breasts were silky white, and her pink nipples topped it off very nicely, and I admired them as I sucked on her tits. He then pulled my face up to once again kiss me, and my olive skin and brown nipples contrasted perfectly against her porcelain skin. After kissing and feeling each other for a while, we both looked at Georges who was contently rubbing his huge cock while watching two naked ladies make out in front of him. Seeing him stroke his cock gave a whole new meaning to the "Big Georges" moniker, and it made me horny just thinking about having his cock inside me.
Georges asked us to join him on the couch and Jean and I took our place beside him. He placed my hand on his cock and I started rubbing it slowly, amazed at the length and girth of his member. Jean followed suit and we took turns rubbing his cock and cupping his balls. As we worked on his cock, Georges kept his hands busy tweaking and nibbling on our nipples, taking turns between Jean's tits and mine. After changing sides a couple of times, he grabbed me by my neck and pushed my head down towards his crotch area, then he grabbed his cock with his other hand and playfully slapped me a few times with it before asking me to give him a blow job. I grabbed his huge cock and pressed my tongue near its base, then I slowly licked my way up to the tip before wrapping my lips around his cock. Georges then pushed my head down his cock and I made it probably only halfway until it hit my throat and I started gagging.
While I sucked his cock, Georges started making out with Jean, passionately kissing her while playing with her erect, pink nipples. I could hear Jean breathe heavily as Georges went on to suck his nipples and it turned me on even more that I tried going down further on his cock even if it made me gag. I then heard him ask Jean to take off my thongs, so she went behind me and pulled my thongs down my legs exposing my dripping wet pussy. He grabbed my thongs from her, stuffed it in her mouth, then asked if I tasted good. When Jean nodded in affirmation, Georges pulled my head up by my ponytail and asked me to climb up the couch and straddle over him. As soon as I got on top of him, he groped my tits and started kissing me on my lips, neck, and ears.
"You said her pussy tasted good, right?" Georges asked Jean.
"Yes! Her pussy's sweet!" was her reply.
"Okay! Start eating her pussy then and get it ready for my cock!" Georges ordered Jean before burying his face between my small tits and eventually sucking and nibbling on my nipples. I felt Jean's tongue make contact with my clit, making me moan softly, then it began sliding up and down my snatch slowly. I am used to having my pussy eaten by men but still Jean's tongue skills were off the charts that it made me shiver and gave me goosebumps. As my pussy started dripping, she began rubbing my clit vigorously with her fingers then she moved her mouth from my pussy to Georges' cock. I could feel her head bobbing up and down his cock while she played with my pussy. After a while, Jean inserted a finger inside my pussy, then she said, "She's ready!"
