I truly enjoy writing about my experiences, and I try to include every detail, so this will not be a short story but I do hope you enjoy it...
Several years ago, I had enjoyed several years with a stunningly handsome man, filled with great sex, beautiful intimacy and a sharing of souls that I could never have imagined growing up. Scott and I did enjoy the swinging lifestyle, and we both loved to get together with friends for "parties" and MMF sex. I am a very sexual person. I am 5'3", 120 lbs., blonde, shoulder length hair, hazel eyes and a 34-DD chest. I am an avid runner, and went to the health club regularly, and I have been told by many men that I possess the finest ass and legs they have ever seen. I enjoy sexy clothing, and have never had difficulty attracting men. I have always enjoyed men, and cannot imagine a life without sex, so I have had many men, with Scott's permission.
I found a job working as an Administrative Assistant for the Department of Transportation. I worked in an office building full of men and they all are architects or engineers, and all are quite attractive. I have had extra-marital sex with several of them. For the last couple of years, I had been carrying on a casual sexual relationship with one of the younger engineers. I'm 42 and Gary is 41. Gary is a great lover. He's about 6 foot two tall, I'd say 185 lbs, very good shape, a sandy blonde with blue eyes. We've maintained a great relationship getting together a couple of times a month for threesomes with Scott, after work at his house, a long lunch, but always ending in great sex. We sometimes shared fantasies about group sex during our get-togethers.
Scott had switched jobs and received an enormous pay raise, so he told me to quit my job and become a 'lady of leisure'. We were scheduled for a meeting Friday morning, my last day. The day before, Gary had stopped by my desk to mention that I should wear something special for the meeting, so I took it as either a directive that this was an unusually formal meeting, or just his desire to see me dressed especially attractive for an encounter later that day. As a result, I wore my favorite lavender blouse under a dark trim fitting suit with a slightly short skirt, nude colored thigh-highs, black stilettos, and my favorite diamond necklace and earrings that Scott had bought for me. I spent extra time on my hair, pinning it up and wore my best make-up. I felt great as I walked into work that morning and was excited about the day.
After the engineers had all cleared out of the offices shortly after 12:00 p.m., I was told to lock the main entrance and join the Gary and Richard in the large Conference Room. The large conference room was used for big business meetings and small staff meetings. It's an impressive room, with a conference table for ten, many antiques, and a wonderful view from the large windows at one end, and several beautiful original paintings. As I entered, Gary announced to the group of engineers in the room that now that the "Guest of Honor" had arrived, we could begin. As everyone was getting seated, I wondered what he meant by "Guest of Honor", but quickly dismissed it as a small joke over the fact that I was the only woman in the room. I was aware that the men all seemed to be staring at me, and I became a little self-conscious. As I sat, I considered the fact that there were three men in the room that I hadn't fucked. I briefly imagined how I would like to make it with each of them at some point, just for the satisfaction of knowing I could seduce any of them.
Seated next to Gary was Terry. Terry is about 35, tall -- about 6'1", and thin. He too is a runner. He has a full head of short blonde hair and brown eyes. He has a great sense of humor and always has a kind word for anyone. I've often thought that he would make a great boyfriend or husband, but for some reason he always complained about his wife. Seated across from Terry was Adrian. Adrian is the least handsome of the five. He's about 43, balding blonde, blue eyes, and shorter than any of the others and somewhat quieter. He's always seemed to me to be the "Little Brother" of the others. He's always been somewhat uncomfortable around me, and today was no different. To Adrian's left was Richard. Richard and I had a brief fling a few years ago. He's a nice man, about 6'2" and well over 200 lbs now. He's the typical type "A" male.
Unfortunately, he caught me in a moment of weakness (actually a few weeks of weakness) and we fucked several times with Scott's permission. He's very open with the innuendos in the office. He also thinks he's a lot sexier than he really is. At the head of the table was Denny, our manager. Denny is a very distinguished looking man in his mid-forties, tall, thin with graying hair and beautiful blue eyes. He's a very intelligent man, and is the most capable businessman of the group. He takes a much more serious, hard-nosed approach to the business than the others, and has always maintained a very professional demeanor with me. Of the five, only Denny and Terry are married. The others are either divorced or still single.
After about 90 minutes, the business part of the meeting was coming to a close. In the past, after business was concluded, the guys would go to lunch, a drink or two, and then change clothes and join the rest of the employees at the picnic. It occurred to me that I had been specifically told not to arrange lunch, but had not been told what the exact plan was, so I was curious. As the books were closed, Gary rose and went to the fridge and announced that we should all have a drink. He first asked me what, "as the Guest of Honor" I would like. There it was again! I felt a hand on my back.
It was Richard. Through his devilish smile he said "Donna, I'd suggest that you start with something hard".
With that comment, there was slight laughter from the rest of the boys, and I knew that they were up to something... and I felt embarrassed and very self-conscious.
Gary then said, "Donna, some of us know you well, and we all think a lot of you. We want you to know that we respect you, and hope that you'll have a happy retirement. I also know how much you love men, and sex. We would all be honored if you would share a couple of more hours with us, this being your last day."
Though he never said, "We all want to fuck you", it was obvious what they wanted. The blood rushed to my head and I felt shocked by the directness of the proposition. I was a little panicked, and in a slight daze heard myself asking to be excused, not quite realizing what I was saying.
As I was leaving the room Terry said, "Donna, we don't want you to feel offended or pressured --'No' is a fair answer, and we'll not hold anything against you."
With sexual harassment laws so out front these days I know that they were keenly aware of the risk they might be taking, and I don't know if Terry's comment added to the pressure or lessened it, but I rushed out of the room and went to the Ladies Room. I was leaning on the vanity, my heart pounding out of my chest and thoughts rushing through my head trying to compose myself. I thought to myself that if that is what they wanted, they had chosen a terrible way to float the proposition.
Why couldn't Gary have just discussed it with me in private and given me some time? But as I slowly calmed myself, I began to realize that I was getting very turned on by the idea. I stayed for a quite a few more minutes, conflicted with the thought that I should march back in there and say no -- that I'm not some kind of Office Slut. But I was feeling in my body a deep desire to make their fantasy and mine come true. I slipped down the hall to my office and called Scott at work. I told him about their proposition. This was one of Scott's fantasies! My hubby told me it was purely up to me, but he was okay with it. I composed myself, checked my make-up, let down my hair, breathed deeply and said to hubby, "Well...this is going to be interesting!"
I left my office and ran into Gary coming down the hallway toward me. He had a worried look on his face, and as I came toward him he said, "Donna, I'm so sorry... I thought...I should have talked to you and Scott first...".
He hesitated as he noticed that my hair was down and I was looking directly at him. I stopped him and replied, "Don't worry...", and I turned him around and we headed back to the conference room.
As we entered, I could see that my co-workers had concluded that they had made a very bad mistake. But as they saw me holding my head up and making eye contact, a sense of relief seemed to sweep over each of them. I slowly walked to the near end of the table and set my hands on it, assuming a position of authority.
I looked at them purposefully and said, "I think you all know that this is a very intimidating situation for a woman. I was shocked by your proposition...but my hubby is okay with this! I only have two rules; First, I am in control, and you respect that. If I say stop, you stop. And second, no one outside of this office is ever to hear of this -- it never happened. If I hear any rumors, or get even the slightest idea that you guys are talking, I'll make you regret it".
They seemed to understand my bluntness and they all nodded in agreement, and I rose and relaxed. I asked Gary for some water, and slowly walked toward the assembled group at the other end of the table.
