Another adventure in workplace romance! Robin and I were semi-dating; yes, it was undefined...sort of a girlfriend/boyfriend relationship. We were inseparable at times and enjoyed each other in many ways...we had a lot in common and most importantly, we were fuck-buddies!
Because she had two impressionable kids and neither of us wanted to commit, we were very careful about what her kids might see or observe. At times, I'd spend the night, but I would sleep on the couch in her bedroom...usually. After they were asleep, we would meet up on my couch or the bed. Her daughter was old enough to babysit, so we also "went to the store" often and returning with nothing, other than cum stains and smiles. We would fuck like animals in the car; even doing it in the garage a couple times...the car was just the right height, if she sat on the trunk and rested her feet on the bumper.
Looking back, I now understand a conversation where she asked me about threesome or group sex experiences. I never really answered her question. We were in bed at the time and I was easily distracted by things like...her naked body...her breasts...her pussy...sex...
That conversation ended but on several occasions, she brought up the subject of a threesome. I guess, I assumed that she meant with another woman, never thinking it could involve two guys. So, I never thought anything about it when she told me that she wanted to invite Tom over for dinner on Friday. I knew she flirted with him a bit, almost as much as she would flirt with me. We all worked together at the same firm; he was a construction foreman and managed one of the crews...a hard-worker, who always did a great job. I even went to high school with him and thought it would be cool catch up and, honestly, I always assumed he was gay. He had spent a lot of time around locker rooms and never seemed to have a girlfriend. Now, almost 40 years old...something just didn't add up...though, I never heard anything about a boyfriend or partner, either...I honestly didn't know anything.
Anyway, we had a great dinner and we laughed and gossiped about work.
Robin said "It's late and my mom has the kids tonight...why don't we have another beer or two and you guys just spend the night?"
"Sure, sounds good."
"Yea, we can do that." I thought to myself...I had planned to spend the night anyway...a couple more beers...that was perfect.
We began to drink a little more and, of course, it always happens, we got bolder with our discussion. Robin began to flirt with both of us...and she informed Tom that I was her "official fuck-buddy."
I thought everybody at work knew we had something going, anyway...it didn't really matter...its cool to tell Tom about things.
She went on to inform us "You two are my favorite guys, at work."
Then, she abruptly changed directions and asked, "Um...would you all mind if I put on my jammies"
"Sure, go for it."
"Yea, that's cool."
I don't think either one of us saw it coming, but she came out with some cute boy shorts and a hot little tank-top that did amazing things for her abs and perky breasts. Barely covered, her nipples were showing through a bit. I think Tom and I were both enamored. There was a tension between the three of us that seemed hard to explain, but it was safe to assume, now, we both wanted Robin.
I thought, I sort of knew his story, but nothing tangible...so it didn't really surprise me when he cleared things up by confirming my suspicions about his sexuality. Tom blurted out, "I haven't had sex with a woman in ages, but Robin, you might turn things around."
"What's that mean, Honey?"
I said nothing because I knew what he meant and thought I should let him explain things on his terms.
"Well, uh...I lean towards guys. But you look so damned hot...I wouldn't mind getting closer to you."
Then he looks over at me "Closer to both of you. Fuck, you're both hot."
At the time, I didn't know if I was ready for all that, but I was excited about having a threesome and sharing Robin with Tom. Looking back, I now know, Robin had this all planned. She was out to have a threesome with two guys. She really didn't much care if one of the guys had gay tendencies. It sounded like we were both ready to give her what she wanted and she was ready to have two guys. She immediately stripped off her tank top and shorts for us.
Again, awkward and surprised, Tom and I, realized we're going to have a threesome. All kinds of things began to run through my head. It had been a long time since high school and I had long forgotten about his size; and at that age, pussy was my focus. He yanked off his clothes to reveal a lean body, with an athletic build, around 6' 4". And...he as a good-sized boy...meaning he was hung with at least ten inches. It was ten thick, healthy inches!
"Fuck" she said! I knew there was something special about you."