If you've been following my story, you know that sexual tension at work turned not into an affair, but into a threesome. And that threesome grew into an ongoing relationship. Our first two nights together just sort of happened. Once after a party and then after I just had a hard day and they helped me get through it. But the third time was different.
Russ asked me out to lunch. We were both a little nervous about people seeing that something was different about our relationship at work. Going out to lunch together was totally normal. Any combination of us could go out to lunch without raising an eyebrow, but now that we were hiding something, we felt suspected. So we left separately and took different cars.
We had lunch at a little empanada place not far from the office. Nobody else from the office ever went there as far as we knew, so it seemed safely private. We were having just a normal lunch between two friends anyway, so who cares if anyone saw us. Until I went too far. Honestly, I don't remember the joke I made, but I tend to be very sarcastic (as much as I described myself as a submissive back then, I think I'm really a SAM, a smart-assed masochist. I say things I know will get me punished). Anyway, he smacked me across the face quickly. Not a mean smack, not an abusive smack, don't get that idea. Just a "hey, you can't go there smack" and I don't know what happened for the rest of lunch because I was instantly horny for him. I was sitting in a puddle by the time he walked me to my car.
I got in my car and made sure that my dress rode up so he could see as much leg as possible. He stood by the door and looked in at me, so I arched my back so that my cleavage was as well exposed as possible. I wanted him as horny as me on the way back to the office. He leaned in the window, "How about a kiss before we go back to the office?" We really hadn't talked about what was okay one on one, without his wife around, but since she'd sent me to blow him before, I was assuming a kiss was okay, but we'd have to clarify ground rules soon. I smiled and said, "Yes, but you have to come get it."
He bent and stuck his head through my window and I did my best to give him the hottest kiss I could. My face wasn't stinging from his smack any more, but I was still fixated on it and still turned on. As our kiss continued, suddenly his hand was on my thigh. I opened my legs without even thinking about it and his hand moved up to find me wet and ready. I just moaned into his mouth as his fingers entered me. His tongue was probing my mouth with the same rhythm his fingers were sliding in and out of me and I was in heaven. Just as I thought I'd be cumming in my car, out here in the parking lot, where anyone could be watching, he stopped. Stopped everything. He just stood up, pulling his head out of the window. I opened my mouth to say something and his fingers were in my mouth. They were slick with my juices and obediently sucked them and licked them clean. Again he was killing me, I was on fire.
"Remember how Rayna gave you permission to cum?" He asked. I nodded, his fingers still in mouth "Well, you don't have it right now. But the reason I asked you to lunch was to invite you over tonight. She wants me to fuck you. She wants to watch. She wants to direct. She wants us to put on a show for her. Are you ready to get fucked?" He pulled his fingers out of my mouth so I could answer, "Yes, oh yes." And he just grinned that "make me wet" grin and walked away to his car. I wanted to touch myself then, but I knew there'd be punishment if I did. I spanking I could handle, but what if they postponed tonight? I wasn't risking that.
A few hours later I was in their guest room putting on an outfit Rayna had bought for me. It was a purple lace teddy that tied up the front, underneath a see through purple robe. I was surprisingly very nervous. I had wanted this for so long and been thinking about it all day, but I think I psyched myself out.
They love each other so much and he hadn't been with anyone else since they have been together. I was afraid that I would not live up to their desires. Or actual penetration would be more than she wanted once it happened. I finished a glass of wine that Rayna had poured for me when I arrived and went to their room.
Rayna was sitting in a chair in the corner of the room. It didn't belong there. Clearly they had moved it in for this. She was wearing a simple white terrycloth robe with a glass of wine on an end table within reach. She just gestured to the bed where Russ was waiting for me. "I didn't get to write the script I wanted to write. You'll just have to make it up as you go along. Entertain me," she said. I calmed my nerves and crawled onto the bed, to where Russ was waiting, shirtless in pajama pants.
Russ started kissing me. He noticed that I was tense. He started rubbing my shoulders and stroking my thighs while I warmed to him. I just started to quiver. The anticipation had been building for so long that I got wet immediately. I had been needing this since he smacked me.
