This story will make more sense if you have read the previous Cynthia stories, particularly the last one 'Cynthia Tricked onto a Treat.
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It had been a month since Cynthia's first threesome experience with myself and Alain. She had just started to ask for the black dong again, now that the memory of the real thing was fading.
She had told me that she had other ideas that she had fantasised about but had refused to tell me what they were until she had given me the surprise that she was planning for me.
Despite my pushing her, she would give me no idea of her plans so I let it go. I guessed that I would find out in due course.
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It was late on a Wednesday evening when I returned home from a few days away on business. Cynthia had held dinner until I was home so that we could eat together and catch up.
Over the meal she gave me a brief update on her week, and then we got onto general chit chat.
"Anything else interesting happening?" I asked.
"Well, Jane and Keith are going to the States in a couple of weeks and have asked if we would mind keeping an eye on the twins while they're away."
They are our next door neighbours, they have twin boys in their late teens, nice kids but I could understand that they would like the peace of mind of someone being around for them.
"Oh, and the other thing that I meant to tell you is that Sara has invited herself down for the weekend, you don't mind do you darling? I haven't seen her for absolutely ages and it would be great to catch up!"
Now, I have to admit that I didn't mind at all. Sara is an old university friend of Cyn's, she has a similar curvaceous body, but has long dark hair and a lovely tanned complexion. I think she must have Italian blood somewhere in her not to distant ancestry. Anyway, having her around for a couple of days would be a pleasure!
"Is she bringing Colin with her?"
"God no, that all finished ages ago, she's a free agent again now, it will be fun to see her again, you don't mind do you?"
"No, course not! I'll book somewhere for dinner on Saturday."
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Sara arrived early on Friday evening in a flourish of kisses, hugs and lively chatter.
She was still looking just as vivacious as I remembered, and I had no idea how she had managed to get into the jeans that she was wearing, they really did look as though they had been sprayed on.
After dinner, the girls were chatting away non stop, I could hardly get a word in so I decided to leave them to it and retire to the pub for an hour to give my ears a rest.
I arrived home just after ten thirty to find them still at it! I went into the kitchen and poured myself a drink. Judging by the empty wine bottles on the side, they were way ahead of me. I joined them for about thirty minutes, but decided that they were in for the duration so I eventually decided to retire early. Giving them both a kiss goodnight, I made my way up to bed.
It must have been a few hours later when I awoke to hear the two of them giggling their way upstairs.
Cynthia staggered around in the dark as she undressed, finally falling into bed. As she cuddled up, her hand slipped down to my cock. She gave it a few gentle strokes before letting out a contented sigh. I felt it starting to respond, but the next thing I knew she was breathing softly and sound asleep!
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The next morning I was up and out early. When I arrived back at the house around eleven I was surprised to find Cyn and Sara up and about, both full of the joys of Spring. They seemed to have recovered from last night surprisingly well.
After a light breakfast they left to go to Cynthia's shop. I was told that Sara wanted something new to wear to dinner that night.
As they left the house, Cynthia's parting words were;
"Oh by the way darling, as we are dressing up tonight it would be nice if you could wear a suit!"
With that they left.
A suit! Not something that I would choose to wear for a comfortable evening, however, I was more intrigued by what the girls were planning to wear. I wasn't adverse to Cynthia dressing up and with Sara on my other arm I knew that I should make a bit of effort.
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By seven that evening I was sitting in the lounge, wearing a dark suit, drink in hand, waiting for the girls to come down. We were already a few minutes late and despite my prompting there was still no sign of them.
Eventually I heard a few giggles and the clack of heels as they started to descend the stairs.
I looked towards the open staircase as two pairs of feet appeared, this was getting interesting.
A pair of black knee boots with very high heels followed by a similar white pair. This was followed by two pairs of sexy nylon clad legs that disappeared into very short skirts.
Finally I took in the whole ensemble.
The girls had dressed in identical outfits, but Cyn was all in black apart from her radiant blond hair. Sara was the exact opposite, all in white topped off by her long dark hair, looking like a negative photo of Cyn!
"Well darling, what do you think?" asked Cyn.
"Wow, what can I say? You both look stunning, I can see why I had to make an effort now!"
They both looked pleased with themselves as we made our way out to the car, and I was pleasantly surprised to find that they both made it obvious that they were wearing stockings as I held the door open for them to climb in!
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