In the car on our way to dinner, JT had his fingers in my pussy. He had ordered me not to wear any panties, as he often did. He took some of my wetness and rubbed it on my clit while asking me how Katie and Don had met. In between my moans and with my hand on his cock, I told him that they had met at work many years before I had started to work there, had fallen deeply in love, had both dumped their spouses and were still nauseatingly infatuated with each other. I hoped that JT and I would still have that kind of passion in our fifties.
As he parked the car, JT made me clean up his fingers with my tongue. "Your task for tonight is to make sure that they know you're not wearing any panties," he said before getting out of the car.
"But... they are colleagues..." I started, but he was already heading to the door. I quickly straightened my short dress and followed him.
Katie and Don were lovely as always. As their kids were away on camp, they said we could stay in one of their rooms so that we could have a glass of wine and not worry about the drive back. The thought of spending the night at their house made me oddly excited.
After dinner, we sat around the fireplace playing cards and drinking wine. I had taken a seat on the floor, knowing full well that my dress was too short to sit properly. I was nervous about this, but I wanted to please JT. Even though the coffee table blocked their view a bit, I hoped that Katie and Don could see up my skirt from their position on the couch, but I couldn't be sure. When I stood up to use the restroom, I made sure to pull down my skirt a little too late, so that my naked cunt was clearly visible for a brief second. Katie was unfortunately looking at her cards, but Don looked straight at my cunt on display. I quickly retreated to the restroom, where I played with my clit a little bit out of excitement.
When I came back into the room, JT gave me a mischievous wink. I was happy to have fulfilled his task, although it was a bit of a pity that I wouldn't be punished. Crouching down to the floor, I met Don's eyes. The intensity of his gaze sent vibrations down my spine to my pussy. "How about we make this a little more interesting?" I heard JT say. He suggested playing truth or dare with the loser of each game. But these were my colleagues. Both of them managers at the firm. Teasing a little was already a big risk. We couldn't take it any further than that, surely. To my surprise, however, Katie and Don were very eager to up the ante. Perhaps the French wine JT had brought was starting to work its magic.
The first game was lost by Katie and won by JT, who spent many a night playing poker with his mates. "Truth", Katie said, clearly excited at the turn the game had taken. JT decided to dive right in and asked her if she had ever had sex with more than one person at a time. Katie giggled and said that she had once kissed one of her college friends while her boyfriend had his fingers inside of her, but it hadn't gone beyond that. She bashfully admitted that she sometimes wished that it had.
