On Monday evening, John and Jane received an e-mail from the software house they were working for -- it announced that Laura's laundry and Martha's lingerie shop wanted to change accounting application and convert all legacy data within the next tax deadline, which would fall ... the next Monday!
"They aren't big shops," Jane noticed, "There shouldn't be much data to convert."
"Hmm ... I'm afraid that these data are in a variety of formats, legacy of several applications hurriedly changed across time, just days before tax deadlines," John replied, "If so, this job will be a real pain in the ass!"
"What are we going to do?"
"Luckily, no other job is urgent, so they can be put off for a week; and we should prepare for a soft-a-thon -- i. e. to work 24 hours a day until the job is done."
"Alone? Just us two?"
"No. We'll need somebody in the shops to help us. Someone who at least knows which applications have been used, and where are their data."
"Veronica knows that. Perhaps she will be able to help us."
John sneered. He knew that Jane and Veronica were lovers, so he foresaw that they would spend more time making love than working.
Jane read John's thoughts and said, "Don't worry, we will equally share both work and play.
Now we'd better call Martha and Laura and ask them when will we start work tomorrow and who will help us."
The next morning, at 08:00, John and Jane went to an office above Martha's lingerie shop -- as it hosted the server hosting the data of both shops. Veronica had worked hard during the night, finding all the required data, and was waiting for them.
As soon as John received the credentials to begin installing the new application, Jane thanked Veronica in the most pleasurable way.
"What would you like to eat now?" asked Jane while unbuttoning her dress, thus showing Veronica she was not wearing underwear.
"I'd start with your milk," Veronica replied, and Jane rejoined, "I'd like to nurse both you and my husband. Which tit do you prefer?"
"The right."
"John, please, come here."
"Wait a minute ... the autoinstall has started -- for about thirty minutes the computer will work alone."
So Jane sat on a stool, removed her shoes and dress, and invited Veronica to sit on her right thigh, and John on her left.
Veronica, absent-mindedly, began undressing, and Jane stopped her saying, "If you undress, my husband will undress too."
"That's fine," Veronica answered, removed her bra and kept undressing.
John followed suit, and when he was in his birthday suit smiled to Veronica telling her, "Nice body."
Veronica looked at his penis and said, "Now I understand why your wife prefers the real thing to strap-on sex."
"Please, don't waste time," Jane reproved, "You know that we all shall work hard to meet the deadline, and we should even plan the meal and sex breaks."
Veronica and John sat on Jane's thighs, and while suckling her sweet, warm and plentiful milk, they rubbed their genitalia against her thighs; Veronica reached orgasm while doing this, while John only got a hard on.
When they were replete, Jane told Veronica that she had to satisfy John, but Veronica asked for another orgasm.
"How could I satisfy you both?" Jane asked
"We can arrange a threesome: John penetrates your vagina, while you eat my pussy -- and I hug him, so we won't fall. But if John dare kiss me, I'll bite his tongue off!"
"Hugging Veronica? I dared not even dream about it! Thanks for this wonderful occasion!" John said.
"That fits me too," Jane said, and laid supine on a carpet, spreading her legs wide and holding her I-cup tits upright with her hands.
So John put a ream of paper under her butt, to raise it to the right height, ate her pussy in order to lubricate it (not that it was really necessary) and harden his rod; while Veronica dangled her E-cup tits over Jane's mouth, and she licked and sucked her nipples and areolas.