It was a cloudless, bone chilling night in January, the moon was full, and lit up the countryside. The frosty air hung low almost like a fog as the headlights shined down the roadway. It was the kind of night where even with the car heater turned up full blast, you still shivered. My 45-year-old co-worker and I were on our way home from work. I pulled up into Sheila's driveway and parked.
"Hey Robert, why don't you come in and have dinner with me and my sister tonight? Sheila asked.
"Umm...sure, why not. Thanks!"
"Ha Ha, I should be thanking you for giving me these rides home over the last week or two with my car in the shop." Sheila reminded me.
"Oh...no big deal." I said as I pulled the hood of my coat over my head and opened the door. I'm getting too old for these frigid -25°c temperatures I thought.
The snow crunched as we walked towards the house. Once inside Sheila turned around and looked at me shaking both her head and her cold hands. "Holy shit Robert, it's cold out there!!"
I stood there shivering like a leaf, I couldn't move, I couldn't talk, my teeth were too busy chattering to even speak. The house was warm but still it's going to take awhile to thaw out.
Sheila was the youngest of three sisters. She stood about 4'9 and probably weighed 95lbs soaking wet, we've always had an extra close, flirty and almost intimate relationship over the past year since she started there. The way she walks and carries herself just makes me want her that much more.
Sheila shouted out to her sister but no one came or answered. Then she quickly looked out the window.
"Hmm, guess Bree's not home yet," Sheila mused. "I forgot to notice if her car was here when we came in. It's not there yet. Must still be working."
Sheila took her coat off and hung it up in the hallway closet and grabbed mine then hung it up too. She straightened her glittery, burgundy sweater over top of her black office pants. Then she kicked her boots off and motioned me to do the same. Together we went into the living room. It was tastefully decorated with several bright floor lamps. Large pictures of world landmarks like the Eiffel Tower, London Wheel and a couple more places decorated the walls. There was also a very large and plush dark brown microfiber sofa along the wall facing the tv that sits in front of a large picture window bordered with white, lacy drapes hanging almost to the floor. A big old layzboy sat along the other wall by the doorway.
"Wow, this is nice Sheila!" I complemented.
"Thank you," Sheila smiled. "I'm going to start dinner. I'll be back in a few minutes. You can watch TV if you want."
I turned on the tv as Sheila took off out of the room. About half hour later she poked her head in "I'll be there in a few more minutes, ok?"
"Yeah, sure...no problem!" I waved
Sheila finally came back wearing a burgundy cotton robe with flowers imprinted on. Her pajamas pants had stars of different sizes on them. With Sheila's sexy California blonde hair, she still looked sexy as hell. Sheila's the type that can wear just about anything and still look good. I admit I got a hard on looking at her like that. Like I said it don't take much with her.
"Dinner will be awhile," Sheila smirked and giggled "what are you looking at? Oh, I guess you've never seen me in jammies before. Do you like it?" She turned around showing herself off like a fashion model.
"Oh yeah," I spoke confidently. "You look sexy as fuck!"
"Wow...I love it when talk to me like that. I love our flirting at work. Other guys have tried but there's something about you that makes it work for me. What about you?" Sheila asked as she sat down next to me while putting her arm inside mine as she snuggled up to me. I loved feeling her warm body up against me.
"Oh...I love it and you make it easy for me to want to go to work. I tend to be guarded there because of the boss. She just hates to see anyone happy."
"Well...we are alone here, now!" she flirted.
Sheila and I sat there talking for awhile as we sort of watch the tv with the volume turned low. Then something happened, I couldn't put my finger on it but somehow in that moment we gazed into each others' eyes differently. She leaned in towards me and planted a long kiss. I reciprocated with another. Then the two of us got into it pretty heavy. After a several minutes of kissing she pulled back catching her breath and smiling.
"Uhhh...let me...umm...go...heh, go check on dinner!" she stuttered and pointed towards the kitchen.
Sheila quickly got up, went to the kitchen and came back with a half bottle of red wine and a couple empty glasses. She poured a bit in each glass and handed me one.
"We're alone now, no one from the office has to know. Robert, I want you to fuck me. I've wanted this for so long."
I took a couple sips then put my glass down on the coffee table, looked at Sheila then I placed my arms around her. "I've had fantasies about you too!"
"I hope they were dirty and filthy." She cooed as she looked up at me while stroking my cheeks and my chin.
"Hmm...very dirty..." I spoke softly as I ran my hand through her hair and kissed her soft lips. Sheila pulled me closer. Our kisses were wet, sloppy and long, I loved the taste of her saliva as our tongues greeted each other. I pulled lightly on the belt of her robe and it easily fell opened unveiling her, perky white breasts. I fondled each one gripping , pulling and twisting her nipples with my fingers. I nuzzled into her neck kissing and nibbling her earlobes. I could hear her breathing slowing as I pushed her robe the rest of the way off and threw it to the floor. I latched onto Sheila's now erect nipples with my mouth, biting and sucking, licking and kissing around her tiny little handful as well as her chest and shoulders.
Sheila pulled me back up to her lips and we kissed some more. I stood up, removed my heavy shirt, jeans and my shorts. Meanwhile Sheila removed her pajama bottoms proudly spreading her lips showing me her pink vagina, hidden behind her thick, untrimmed, hairy muff.
"I want to eat your pussy." I told her.
Sheila giggled "Do anything you want, but NO pain stuff, ok?"
I nodded my head in agreement then spread her legs apart. I got a good whiff of her pussy as I lowered my lips to her pussy lips. I stuck out my tongue and tasted her wet, sticky honey. I lapped up as much of that deliciousness as I could get.
Sheila positioned herself on the edge of the sofa where she took my cock into her ice-cold hand which sent a bit of a shock to my brain. Gently, she stroked my shaft while at the same time teasing my balls with her other hand. She eventually wrapped her pertly lips around my 7" cock. I could feel the warmth of her mouth as she eagerly swallowed every inch. Sheila knew I was ready to give her my juice, she laid on the couch with her legs spread wide and her head resting on the armrest. She motioned for me to lay on top of her. I slowly slid into her, then I put my arms behind her as I cuddled up to her with my head alongside hers. I could feel her wrap her arms and legs wrap around me too. Sheila and I were now one as we made passionate love, kissing, caressing and thrusting. I could sometimes feel her warm breath in my ear as she moaned.
Suddenly, I heard a female voice behind me giggling "Hey Sheila, I see you found a great way to keep warm tonight!"
I stopped, looked up and standing there was a taller, maybe 5'4, with long, dark, straight hair with a caring and innocent smile. She stood there watching the both of us wearing a heavy short brown coat on while holding her mitts and hat. Sheila turned her head towards her sister as she bent over and gave her a long kiss on the lips. I could feel the cold air coming off her coat as the two sisters kissed.
"Robert, this is my middle sister Bree." She introduced. I still had my cock inside Sheila as Bree stuck her hand out for a shake. I reached up and shook her hand, then she bent over again this time kissing me.
"Bree check the oven, will you? You're welcome to join us if you'd like. Is that ok Robert, you're not going home tonight. You're staying here with us."
"Okay, I don't have a problem with either one." I shrugged. Who'd turn down an offer like that? I watched as Bree slid her coat off, showing off her hourglass figure wearing a white heavy turtleneck sweater and red scarf and brown Levi's. She had the perfect round ass even beating out Sheila's in that department.
Bree gave us both another quick kiss again before leaving the room.
Sheila and I quickly picked up where we left off. She tightened her arms and legs around me once again as I pounded her, until I finally shot my load into her. She closed her eyes and laid there trembling for a few seconds as she finally reached her own orgasm. We sat up on the couch in each others arms for a bit trying to grab our wind and thoughts. Finally, we got up, Sheila handed me my shirt and told me to put it on. She put on her robe leaving her muff exposed. Then she grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen where Bree was setting the table. Bree had changed her clothes and was now wearing a light green button-down sweater which easily showed off her ample breasts. Her nipples poked the fabric of her sweater. She was also wearing loose-fitting checkered flannel pajama pants showing off most of her smooth, creamy white ass cheeks and crack.
