I woke Wednesday morning to Jana sucking my cock. Our activities awoke Erika and Dana. I came in Jana's mouth while kissing and fondling Dana. Afterwards, Jana got up and made breakfast for all four of us while I showered and the other girls lounged in bed. We ate together, me dressed for work and all of them naked. I copped a feel of each (even Erika) when I kissed them goodbye and went off to work.
The day passed without much to report. The girls in the subway and on the streets were as attractive as ever. Natasha took various opportunities to show herself off to me, but nothing as blatant as day before. Besides, she was wearing a long white skirt with flowers embroidered around the hem, so it wouldn't have had the same effect. The matching peasant blouse did do a fantastic job of showing off her cleavage. At one point she stood between me and the window, allowing the sun to stream through her skirt and show off her delectable legs and the mound of her pussy.
The printer came back with the proofs and they were fine - which is unusual in any country. My phone sex with Jana that afternoon revolved once more around all the things Jana and I would like to do to Natasha. This time, it included me licking Natasha's pussy while Jana sucked my cock and then me fucking Natasha slowly on her back so I could watch her massive tits bounce with each thrust. The fantasy still concluded with me cumming inside of Natasha and Jana licking her clean.
That night, Erika and Dana went out with ΓdΓ‘m leaving Jana and I to have a romantic dinner and a fantastic fuck. Natasha featured a starring role in our fuck talk. Naturally, it included me cumming inside Natasha's pussy and all over her flat belly. This time it also included me fucking Jana doggy style while she licked Natasha clean. Jana and I climaxed simultaneously.
Thursday morning started with the now traditional blow job, followed by a shower and breakfast. The subway ride to the office was uneventful. Natasha was wearing a white blouse, a short black skirt, black thigh-high stockings, and heels. I knew they were thigh-highs because she "accidentally" showed me the lace at the top of them early on in the morning. Mia was wearing a pink tank top and loose, white cotton pants through which I could see her white thong. As near as I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra.
The printer delivered our marketing materials just before lunch. We looked them over and finalized the best way to present them to potential clients. After lunch, Natasha set up in the conference room and started putting them together in packets. Mia, Andras, GΓ‘bor, and Vilmas each took some of the materials and went out on sales calls, leaving Natasha and I in the office alone.
I resisted the urge to go "see if she needed any help." I thought it was pretty likely that she was more of a flirt than anything else and I was still uncomfortable with the idea of fucking my secretary no matter how accepted it was in her culture. I tried to focus on work and actually managed to get a little done.
Then, Natasha buzzed me on the intercom, "Hey, Jim? Could you come give me a hand with something?"
"Sure," I said.
When I walked into the conference room I was shocked to find Natasha sitting on the conference room table wearing only her thigh-high stockings and a string of pearls around her neck. Her legs were spread wide open. With one hand she was rubbing her pussy, with the other she was squeezing and kneading one of her large tits. Her areolas were large and her nipples were the size of mini-marshmallows. She had a small triangular patch of pubic hair above her smooth shaven pussy lips.
"Your hand would be fine, but I'd really prefer first your tongue, then your cock," she said with a smile.
"Oh, god, Natasha!" I said. "You're so beautiful. But I can't..."
"Why not?" she asked. She hopped off the table and stepped towards me. "You Americans are too uptight about sex. I just want the pleasure of feeling you cum inside me over and over again." She stood close to me, her hands on my chest, looking up at me with her blue eyes. Her perfume filled my head. Her tongue flickered across her lips. I could feel my erection straining the fabric of my slacks.
I could do nothing but moan. "I made a promise to Jana that I won't break."
"That's very good of you, and I'm happy to hear it," she said. "So after you cum inside of me," she added, "Jana can eat it out of me, just like you want."
I was so shocked I didn't know what to say. Had Jana told her about our fantasies?
"Jo napot, Jim," Jana said from the doorway.
I turned my head, even more surprised. She was wearing a pair of white thigh high stockings and heels. She strutted over to us and put one arm around my waist and her other arm around Natasha's. She kissed Natasha. Their tongues swirled around each other and both women moaned.
After they broke the kiss, Jana looked up at me and said, "I'm happy that you could resist temptation, Jim, but from now on if a woman throws herself at you like that, I expect you to service her just as she asks. Anything less is simply rude."