This is a continuation of the "Working Benefits" storyline:
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A few days later, we were both working away when the doorbell rang. I got up to answer the door and found that it was Kathy's boss Anne-Marie. This was, to say the least, an unusual situation. Most often, bosses don't come to your house. But then again, Anne-Marie didn't do things most other bosses did.
I opened the door on an attractive brunette in her late thirties. Anne-Marie had gone through a tough divorce from her lawyer ex-husband. According to rumor, Anne-Marie had had a difficult patch immediately afterward, drinking, getting a bit out of control. Many stories circulated about her antics at company functions and with various men, including some clients. I was never too sure about the truth of those rumors because Anne-Marie never particularly came off that way when you met her. True or not, four years later, she was looking very good and very much in control of herself.
"Hello, Rex. How are you?" She said with a smile.
"Fine. Kathy's downstairs. You're looking well."
"Thank you. You're looking pretty good yourself. How's the job?"
"Keeping me busy." I said, as I let her pass. The distinct scent of Chanel struck me as she went past to our basement. She was dressed in a dark pinstripe suit that accentuated a very nice figure with a short skirt that was professional but set off two very lovely legs. Her cream colored blouse was unbuttoned just enough to show a beautiful cleavage but not in a slutty manner. She headed down into the basement and I went back to work.
After about an hour, it dawned on me that it had gotten fairly quiet downstairs. Curious, I went to the basement door.
At first, I didn't hear anything, figuring that the two women were working. But as I was about to turn away, I heard a distinct low moan. Now I really wanted to know what was up.
Easing my way down the stairs, I came upon an interesting scene. Rather than seeing two women working diligently at sales, they were passionately engaged in a deep soulful kiss on the couch. Anne-Marie's blouse was open with Kathy's hands actively working underneath. Anne-Marie's left hand was running through Kathy's hair while her right was busily pulling up the bottom of the Izod Kathy was wearing to grope at her full breasts. I decided the best approach now was to be quiet and enjoy what developed.
Their tongues were attacking each other passionately, as Kathy managed to reach behind Anne-Marie and undo the clasps of her bra. The two women separated to allow Anne-Marie's purple Victoria's Secret Wonderbra slide off her arms, revealing two firm tits and very aroused nipples.
The two women parted slightly as Kathy ran her slender hands over the other woman's breasts which were beautiful and wonderfully natural. Anne-Marie pulled up Kathy's pink Polo and, in one deft move, removed Kathy's lacy white bra to expose her just as lovely pink breasts. Kathy's nipples were also hard with excitement as the women brushed their nipples together and then resumed kissing deeply and passionately.
Anne-Marie then began making small kisses down Kathy's neck to her shoulders and then to her chest as Kathy began sliding back to the arm of the couch. Anne-Marie's mouth then moved down between Kathy's breast and settled on her right nipple, gently sucking and pulling the nub with her teeth, running circles around the aureola with her tongue. Kathy, to say the least, was on a stairway to heaven.
"You like that, do you?" Anne-Marie asked my darling horny wife.
"That feels wonderful. Don't stop." Kathy replied.
"So the stress is beginning to slip away?" Anne-Marie purred as she open the button on Kathy's jeans and began to slide the fly zipper down.
"It all depends on what you do next," Kathy teased.
"Oh, you will enjoy this as much I will love doing it to you," Anne-Marie said as she kissed her way down Kathy's flat stomach to the top of her blue undies.
"Lift your butt. These things need to come off," Anne-Marie said, tugging on Kathy's jeans.
The denim slid off along with the blue underwear exposing Kathy's lovely red pubic hair.
"Hmm, I love red hair," Anne-Marie growled as she ran her fingers through the coarse strands, looking at Kathy with rabid lust. She then bent down and kissed around Kathy's pubic mound, making her way down between Kathy's legs.
I was, besides being extremely turned on, now fascinated. My wife regularly resisted my attempts to go down on her telling me that her clit was too sensitive. This left me frustrated more often than not because I love to eat pussy and especially hers. I went to great lengths to learn how to do it better, watching porn flicks, reading 'how to' sections on different databases, just so I could make it better for her, but to no avail. Now, I was about to see whether it was me or just my approach.
At first, Kathy was hesitant despite the fact that she knew this gorgeous woman would probably give her head in a way she hadn't experienced before. Anne-Marie had to gently stroke Kathy's legs, kissing her thighs gently in order to get her to relax enough so that Anne-Marie could dive into that lovely red headed muff. And dive she did.
While I couldn't see much, it was easy to tell that Anne-Marie was giving Kathy just what she wanted, and when Anne-Marie came up for air, her face was covered in Kathy's wetness. Kathy moaned as Anne-Marie stopped, begging wordlessly for her to continue. A knowing smile crossed Anne-Marie's face as she paused to view the erotic tension on Kathy's face. Anne-Marie pushed Kathy's legs further apart, helping to spread Kathy's pussy more and give Anne-Marie's tongue full access to Kathy's now swollen clit.
And then it happened. The point in the story where some damn fool thing comes along to screw up the situation. I admit, this all got to be more than my horny mind could process, but I wanted to witness more of this incredible scene. Without paying attention, the foot that was keeping me situated on the stairs slipped and as it did so, all 200 pounds of me went sliding down the stairs with a rather loud series of thuds and grunts.
To say the least, the women were surprised and there was shock on both of their faces as they saw this heap hit the landing. Anne-Marie popped up from between Kathy's legs as Kathy, pulled back from the brink of orgasm, sat straight up to see what the commotion was about.
All I could say was "Aw shit!" as I tried to stand up, realizing that I'd screwed up something incredible. That and the fact that the hard on in my shorts got whacked going down the stairs and hurt like hell.
Kathy was more embarrassed at first and then the shame of her actions started to hit her. Anne-Marie, interestingly, didn't do anything other than cover her breasts with her arm and look at me with a mixture of annoyance and bemusement.
"Is he always this graceful?" Anne-Marie asked, looking at Kathy who was desperately trying to put her clothes back on.
Nothing clever came to mind as I stood there watching this scene literally melt before me.
Kathy was beginning to cry, putting her face in her hands. Anne-Marie, still topless, sat down on the couch and tried to put her arm around her, but Kathy shook her off. I walked over, sat down put my arm around her and asked, "What are you crying about?"
"I shouldn't have done that! I didn't want it to happen! I just couldn't help myself!" she cried.
"Why not?" I replied. "You were enjoying what she was doing to you, weren't you?" I looked at Anne-Marie hoping to get some additional support.
