This story follows on from others but is intended as a stand-alone story. It depicts lesbian sex, if this is not to your liking, please visit some of my other submissions, otherwise, I hope you enjoy it.
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To an outsider, this could have looked so weird. With Jean being on the inside, it was quite natural. The twelve women were milling around John's living room in just their underwear, not everyday stuff; this was far from practical and would usually be reserved for special occasions with their partners/husbands. This special occasion was the meeting of colleagues with a generous array of flesh covered in the skimpiest of lace/satin basques, camisoles and panties.
The majority of the group worked with John, all had posed as models for him, and all had either fucked him or fucked one of their own in front of him. All but three were married or living with a man and accepted John as one of their own. They didn't class it as cheating on their husbands; instead, this was enhancing their relationships. John had circulated the invitation himself, with the same message each - 'Be there at 7, wear some nice underwear, as all outer clothing must be left at the door. Bring a female partner if you wish, but wherever possible you must hook up with a new person that you haven't had the pleasure of before'. This was going to be hard for the likes of Susan and Gemma who had slept with virtually everyone present.
Jean had brought Debbie with her, although she didn't work with John, she was a regular visitor to Jean's marital bed, either on her own or with Jean's husband. John had met, photographed and fucked Debbie before when Jean brought her around previously and he had distinctly asked Jean to bring her along. She hadn't been in the room more than five minutes when Debbie's 42DD chest had attracted Kerry's attention. That girl would suck pussy at the slightest lifting of a skirt. Jean knew Susan's reputation for young girls (although at 47 to Debbie's 26 years, she couldn't criticize) and had assumed she'd make the first move, the look on Susan's face had told Jean that she was not too happy at missing out on the chance of some fresh pussy. Jean had armed herself with a drink and after attracting no small amount of attention from their male host, steadily made her way around the room. Eventually reaching a sofa where Andi sat by herself. "Hello Andi, it's a pleasant surprise to find you part of the group. All the years we've worked together I never knew" she said with a broad smile.
"Hi. I'd seen your profile on the intranet site but haven't gotten round to talking to you about the group" she replied.
"I take it from your presence that you and John are aquatinted, did you come here on your own?" Jean enquired.
"Oh yes John is a regular 'acquaintance', I've posed for him a number of times and no I came with Annette, she's over there, I suppose you could say we're something of an item if we weren't both married that is. How about you?" Andi replied.
"I brought Debbie with me, over there with Kerry, she makes up a regular team with me and my husband, but I guess that she'll be a little preoccupied tonight. Do I take it that you and Annette were exclusive?" Jean liked this girl; she was around the same height, in her early thirties with long, dark hair framing very distinct facial features on top of a very curvy body. She wore a dark blue bodice, fringed with white lace and topped off with white stockings and a garter belt that really completed the picture.
"Not really, Annette and I hook up regularly but I've had the pleasure of hooking up with a fair few here today, how about you?" Andi offered.