Cody And Tom And Gigi

This story comes after the events of "Sex Drive Cure". If you want more context, you might want to read that story first. However, this story stands on its own. Your choice, as always. Thanks for reading!

Tom and Cody were enjoying dinner and chatting about the work day. Tom was around six feet tall with dark hair. Four days a week at the gym, often with Cody, kept them both fit. Tonight he was wearing a trim black pocket t-shirt and jeans.

Cody was a natural blonde with blue eyes who stood about five foot two. She had C-cup breasts, mostly hidden then by one of Tom's sweatshirts, and a lovely, curvy butt. The black yoga pants she currently wore did nothing to hide her form from the waist down, lovely legs and all.

"How about a nooner tomorrow?" Tom asked as he pushed his plate away.

"A nooner?" Cody said, puzzled.

"Yeah, a quick fuck on our lunch break," he said with a smile.

"How's that supposed to work? We can't both make it home and back to work in an hour. Especially not in the middle of the day."

"You're right, but there's this cool hotel that's not too expensive, midway between our offices. Five minutes there, twenty minutes tops to check in and out, and five minutes back. No one will be the wiser."

She felt her clit tingling.

"You're serious. And you've researched this, haven't you?"

"Absolutely," he said.

"We'll smell like sex," Cody said. "

Everyone

will know."

"Well, dear, you'll be excited to learn that hotels now have these exotic devices called 'showers'. A quick rinse with a little soap and we'll both be fresh as daisies."

"Smartass. You've already made the reservations, haven't you?"

"Of course," he said with a smirk.

"What time are we supposed to be there?"

He suppressed a laugh.

"Guess," he said.

She rolled her eyes.

"Noon?" she asked, feigning exasperation.

"Of course," he said.

"Give me the address so I can put it in my

personal

calendar.""

"You mean you don't want 'Sex with Tom' in your work calendar?" he asked as he pushed the hotel's business card across the table to her.

She ignored him as she entered the date in her calendar.

"Done," she said, a little smile creeping across her face.

"Someone likes being naughty," Tom said.

She blushed.

"Who, me?"

***

Later that night, Cody gasped and groaned as she tightly gripped their brass headboard. Tom plowed her from behind, holding her her hips tightly as he fucked into her wet pussy hard and fast, grunting and cursing.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" she cried as he pummeled her cunt.

He pulled her away from the headboard and flipped her on her back, then dragged her panting form to the edge of the bed. She grinned.

"Ooh," she said with a smile. "I like it on the edge of the bed. Much better scenery."

Once there, he lifted her ankles to his shoulders and inserted his dick into her again, making her cry out in pleasure. He fucked into her as hard as he could over and over again as she yelled and thrashed on the bed, grabbing the sheets with tight fists.

He applied his thumb to her clit, sending her into a series of intense orgasms, one after another. Finally, he roared and thrust into her hard, keeping his cock inside of her as his spunk shot forth to coat her pussy walls. As his rod slowly went limp, he kept thrusting slowly, enjoying the feeling of her slippery cunt.

Cuddling afterwards, they held each other, kissing. After a while, they pulled up the sheets and comforter and drifted to sleep.

***

"Hi Gigi," Cody said on the phone the next day.

"What's up?"

"I'm gonna have to miss lunch today. Rain check?"

"Of course, Cody. Anything the matter?"

"No, I'm just -- oh, this is kind of embarrassing -- I'm meeting Tom at this hotel midway between our offices."

Giselle laughed.

"A nooner, huh? Have fun, and say hi to Tom for me."

***

The next Tuesday, Cody and Giselle met at their usual cafe, located a couple of blocks from the accounting firm where they both worked. Giselle, the ambitious one, reported to the C-suite, while Cody was a worker bee, team leader for a phone support group.

Giselle had dark hair in a pixie cut and hazel eyes. Her cat's eye liner and red lipstick were impeccable. At five-ten, she cut an intimidating figure at the office in her pencil skirts and satin blouses.

The two had been roommates for a year in college and had developed a close friendship, although Cody sensed fraying as Gigi rose through the ranks. At some point, she sometimes sadly reflected, Gigi might have to cut her loose. Not a good look to be seen rubbing shoulders with the peons.

Once they were seated, Giselle cut to the chase.

"How was your Friday date with Tom?" she asked, leaning in, eyes bright.

Cody hesitated, embarrassed.

"Oh, you know."

"I do not. I was not there, more's the pity."

"It was fun! I would never have thought about sneaking off in the middle of the work day to... you know... But we had a great time."

She stared off into space, remembering how thoroughly spent they were when they left the hotel room.

"Earth to Cody!" Giselle said. "Anything fun you want to tell me about?"

Cody blushed and shook her head, her private parts tingling.

"Nah," she said. "That stuff's private."

"Remember the fun we used to have in college? You know, when neither of us had boyfriends?"

Giselle was the only girl Cody had ever experimented with sexually. It was maybe only half a dozen times, but they were intense sessions.

"Yeah, we were pretty good together."

"Listen, my Mike is gonna be out of town, weekend after next. How'd you like to relive a little of that fun?"

"You serious? I'm

married

, you know!" she said, brandishing her wedding band.

"So am I, dear, but Mike doesn't mind. He thinks it's hot -- especially if he gets to watch or participate."

"So are you swingers or something?" Cody asked

"Yeah. Problem?"

"Nah. What you two have arranged between you doesn't affect me."

"Good. So, what do you think?" Giselle asked.

"I have no intention of cheating on Tom. Not even with you."

"Why don't you run it past him? See what he thinks."

***

When Tom got home that night, he found Cody reclining on the couch in her blue silk pajamas with a paisley pattern, palms over her eyes. He sat down and put an arm around her shoulders.

"Tough day?" he asked.

She dropped her hands in her lap, groaned with frustration, and leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Work was fine," she said. "The problem was Giselle."

"Gigi is

always

the problem. It's like she's made a career out of stirring the pot and poking the bear. What's she done now?"

"You know we were roommates in college, right?"

"Of course. The year before we met."

"Yeah. Well, we did some

things

together a few times when we were both between boyfriends."

He raised an eyebrow and smiled. He didn't know about this.

"Oh really?" he said.

"Yes, really, and you can wipe that smirk off of your face. This is serious."

"Okay, I'm sorry," he said. "Sorry and intrigued."

She swatted his leg.

"At lunch today, she proposed getting together again for like a one-night stand or something."

"And what did you say?"

"I flashed my wedding band, reminded her that I'm married, and told her I have no intention of cheating on you."

"And she said...?"

"'Why don't you run it past Tom? See what he thinks.' So here I am, running it past you to see what you think. And it pisses me off that she acted like I was your property. That you got to decide whether I went through with it."

"What I think doesn't matter," he said. "What do

you

want? Also, what does

her

husband think?"

"She said they're swingers and that Mike doesn't care what she does as long as he gets to watch. He's going to be out of town, not this weekend but the next one."

"You still haven't told me what you want." Tom said.

"I don't fucking

know

!" she cried. "If we weren't together, I'd be more tempted. But we are, and I'd never sneak around on you like that!"

"There might be a compromise if you really want to get together with her one time," he said, "but it would take a lot of talking and negotiation."

"'Compromise'? What are you talking about?"

"A threeway."

There it was. He'd said it. He held his breath.

"What? You mean you, Giselle, and me?"

"Yeah, if that's what you want."

"Right, but I don't know what I fucking want. It's all too complicated."

"Yeah, you're right. It's complicated. But it hinges on one simple question: Do you want to fuck Gigi for old times' sake or don't you? If you do, the only way I'll allow it is if I'm involved, mostly to keep you safe. And I mean 'involved'. I have no desire to hang out in a recliner next to the bed while you and Gigi get it on."

"Keep me safe? From Gigi?"

"Yeah. You don't see it but she's a schemer. She wants something. And she won't care if it ends up hurting you in the process. You've told me about some of the stunts she's pulled to advance her career."

In a small voice she said, "Do you want to fuck Giselle?"

"Not particularly," he said. "But I'm willing to take one for the team. The real question is do

you

want to fuck her? And another good question is how are you going to feel seeing me and Gigi having sex? I mean for example, are you going to be okay with seeing my junk in her dumpster?"

"I kinda do want to do it. I got all tingly when she asked, remembering some of the stuff we did together. I hate to admit it but the idea of seeing you fuck her sounds kinda hot, actually."

Tom grimaced.

"Okay, then, we'll need to set some ground rules. We also need to have a meeting with Gigi

and

Mike to clear up some things. And no sex during or after the meeting. Might be best to do it via video call."

"You're on board with this?" Cody asked.

"Not one hundred percent," he said, "but I'm here to support you. If this is what you want, let's make it happen in a way that has the smallest possible blast radius."

She pressed herself against him and hugged him hard.

"I don't deserve you," she said, tearing up.

He kissed her gently.

"You've always been so good to me and patient with me, especially when I've been at my worst. How can I deny you this? If I say no, you'll resent me for it." Then in a horrible Bogie accent, he added, "Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of your life."

She laughed and squeezed him tighter.

***

"Hi Gigi. Hi Mike," Tom said. "Can you hear us? And can you see us okay?"

"Loud and clear," Gigi said.

"You sound good," Mike said. "How are you two?"

"We're fine," Cody said.

"So y'all want to have a threesome with Gigi?" Mike asked. "I'm all for it. Wish I could be there."

"It started out as a twosome with Cody and I but Tom wants to participate," Gigi said, frowning.

"Only way I'll allow it," Tom said, returning her frown.

"Fine," Gigi said. "We can make this work. What kind of rules are you talking about?"

"Just to get this out of the way," Tom said, "I know I'm the third wheel here, and have inserted myself into Cody and Gigi's get-together. Knowing that, this needs to be a sex-only thing. We're not going to wine and dine each other into being best pals, so we need to schedule this after dinner. Gigi shows up at our place at eight or so that night, and we proceed to get it on. I don't want to put on a show with a family-style meal or anything beforehand. Gigi, you're free to spend the night in our guestroom or leave after we're done. Your choice."

"I get where you're coming from, Tom. Let's see how exhausted I am when we're finished. I might stay the night or I might go right home."

"Fair enough."

They spent the next hour and a half negotiating, finally reaching a set of ground rules and a safeword. They also agreed on the sexual positions they would engage in, and in what order.

At the end of the call, Gigi said, "You're a tough negotiator, Tom Rance. Wish I had you on my team at work."

"Perfectly happy in my current position, but thanks. See you Saturday after next."

He shut off the call and breathed a sigh of relief. Cody hugged him. They kissed.

"Wow, you were amazing, Tom. You didn't let her get away with any shit."

"I've been in on negotiations with the company's vendors and a few clients, so I've picked up a few tricks."

"I'm impressed."

"Thanks. Now let's see what actually happens when the rubber meets the road."

***

At eight o'clock sharp on the agreed-upon night, the doorbell rang. Tom opened it to let Gigi in. She gave him a perfunctory peck on the cheek and squeezed his arm. She was dressed in a yellow sleeveless A-line dress and carried a small black purse. She rushed to hug Cody, who wore a t-shirt and jeans. Gigi kissed her hard, their tongues intertwined. Tom tamped down his jealousy as best he could.

"To the bedroom?" he asked.

"Yes, please," Gigi said.

Cody had decorated the guest bedroom with fairy lights around the ceiling. Soft, pulsing music played from hidden speakers.

"Nice," Giselle said, as she pulled her dress over her head and threw it over the back of a nearby chair. She kicked off her shoes. She wasn't wearing panties.

"Okay, Tom," she said, "climb up on the bed and lie down. I wanna sit on your face while you fuck Cody. Did I mention I'm a squirter? That'll be extra sweet, covering your face with my cum."

Tom put his hands on his hips.

"Not what we agreed to," he said in a sharp tone.

"Plans can change," she said. "Get up on the bed. Now!"

"We had an agreement," Tom said. "Four positions in a particular order. If you want to renege, there's the door."

Cody looked back and forth between them, eyes wide.

"And what if I refuse to leave? How are you gonna explain this to the cops?"

"No need," he said, grabbing a length of black rope from the dresser.

"You wouldn't," she said.

He grabbed her shoulders and marched her to the bed, where he bent her over and tied her wrists and elbows behind her as she struggled.

"You'll pay for this," she said through gritted teeth.

"Maybe, maybe not," he said, pulling a spreader bar with ankle cuffs from underneath the bed and cuffing her. He turned her around with her ass on the edge of the bed. She struggled to keep her balance with her hands on the bed.

"I believe Gigi here needs some attitude adjustment in the form of a few orgasms," he said. "Cody, care to do the honors?"

"Yes, sir," she said, settling on her knees between Gigi's legs.

She licked up the length of Gigi's bare pussy lips. Giselle let out a gasp and twitched. As Cody worked on Gigi's pussy, Tom knelt behind Cody and slid his cock into her cunt. She gasped at the intrusion but continued diving deeper into Gigi's sex, finally reaching her bud with her tongue. Gigi erupted in orgasm, thrashing and spasming, then another climax hit her. She shrieked in pleasure again and again.

Cody shouted her orgasm into Gigi's cunt as Tom pummeled her pussy. Another climax followed soon after. Tom felt her vagina clasping his cock rhythmically as she came again and again, still eating Gigi for all she was worth.

Eventually, sweating and panting, Giselle fell sideways on the bed, forcing Cody's mouth away from her slit. She gasped, struggling to catch her breath.

"Damn, Tom," Gigi said, "you don't mess around, do you?"

"Not when I'm dealing with an opportunistic bitch who no doubt fucked her way up the corporate ladder, no," he said while untying her.

Giselle bristled.

"How else is a woman to rise in corporate culture?" she said.

"Fuck, really?" Tom asked. "Find another job that pays more. When you top out, rinse and repeat about every three years or so. Keep your resume up to date always."

"Dammit, that makes so much sense," she said. "I thought hard work and fucking the right people would get me where I wanted to be."

"It will get you the phalluses of men in power who want to use you, meanwhile dangling a carrot on a stick in front of you. Fucking grow up."

"God but that wife of yours has a talented tongue," Gigi said, changing the subject, still panting. She smiled. "I missed that tongue."

***

"You ready for the next act?" Tom asked.

"I forget what it is, my brain's so addled now," Giselle said.

"I fuck you from behind while Cody licks us both," Tom said.

"Which behind?" Giselle asked. "Ass or pussy?"

"Your pussy," Tom said. "If I fuck your butt, I won't get to feel her tongue on my cock. I do not want my beloved wife to get sick from licking your butt."

"Fair enough, although I'd love your schlong in my ass."

"Maybe another time," he said.

Tom lay back on the bed and beckoned to Giselle, his cock stiff.

"Get up here and settle onto my dick facing away from me," he said.

She complied, straddling him with her back to him, then reaching down to line his cock up with her cunt. She grunted as he entered her sopping pussy, his size surprising her.

"Hey, Cody, show us what your tongue can do," he said as the last of his length filled Gigi.

Cody climbed up onto the bed and licked his balls and the little bit of cock that wasn't buried in Giselle. Then she sucked Gigi's clit, sending her into orbit. She threw her head back and yelled.

As Cody licked them both, Tom hate-fucked Giselle harder than he'd ever fucked anyone before.

Giselle screamed as he rammed into her pussy repeatedly.

Every ten or so thrusts, Cody took Tom's cock from Gigi's cunt and sucked it, enjoying the mixture of flavors. Then, she'd pop his dick back into Gigi so he could hate-fuck her more and harder.

Giselle came so hard, she saw colors. She screamed over and over again as Tom plowed her.

She shuddered and collapsed back against Tom's chest, spent.

***

"Still with us?" Tom said to Gigi as she lay flat on her back on the bed, worn out.

"Yes," she said. "What's next?"

"You and Cody get to enjoy each other while I fuck her."

"I always did like sixty-nine with her," Giselle said in a dazed voice.

"Stay on your back," Tom said as Cody climbed on top of Gigi. Cody's mouth was at Gigi's cunt and her cunt at Gigi's mouth.

The two women gasped as their tongues touched each other's clits.

When Tom saw that they were both sufficiently warmed up, he knelt between Cody's knees and filled her pussy with his cock. Cody moaned into Gigi's pubis as Tom fucked her.

Both women approached climax simultaneously, crying and grunting into each other's cunts as they came, licking each other's clits.

Seeing these two beautiful women climax drove Tom to his own orgasm. He came hard as he pounded into Cody. Their combined juices fell onto Gigi's face as she came again. The humiliation drove her over the edge again and she came loudly into Cody's pussy.

***

After everyone had a chance to clean up, Giselle said, "We never got to that double blowjob we agreed on, Sir."

"No, you didn't," Tom said.

She dropped to her knees on the carpeted floor beside Tom, licking her lips, his cock still wet from Cody's juices.

"Shall we begin?" she asked.

"By all means," he said.

At first, Gigi and Cody took turns licking and sucking Tom's cock head, then he gasped as they ran their open mouths back and forth along the length of his shaft, giving him goosebumps. Precum gathered at his slit, soon licked up by Gigi's tongue. She immediately grabbed Cody's head and drew her in for a sloppy kiss, sharing the taste of Tom's cock. Cody licked her lips.

"Oh, yeah," she said. "That's the good stuff."

Soon they switched to sucking him, one mouth engulfing him completely, then the other waiting mouth. Cody fondled his balls. The sight of two beautiful women sucking him off was amazing, even though he loved one with all his heart and could barely stand to be in the same room with the other. Gigi reached over to play with Cody's clit and she returned the favor. Soon, the room was filled with moaning and gasping as they all approached climax.