"Whew," the blonde giggled. "I just got a shower of cunt-cream like you wouldn't believe," she said to the men.
"It's your turn now," Brad said, tugging at Terry's arm.
Terry felt confused. She struggled to sit up and stared at the two men. Her mouth felt dry and she pulled her knees back to her tits, totally exposing her cunt.
"My turn?" she whispered.
"Sure, baby," Brad said. "There's no such thing as a free lunch."
"What he means, honey," Laura said with saccharine sweetness, "is that it's your turn to eat my cunt now."
"Oh, Jesus!" Terry gasped, hugging her knees to her tits. "Do it!" Brad said sternly.
"I don't know if I can!" Terry whined.
Suddenly Brad moved to her side and yanked her hair hard.
"Ouch!" Terry cried.
"Get your mouth on her cunt!" Brad hissed.
Terry noticed that Laura had stretched out on her back and had spread her legs wide. The blonde was giggling crazily as she rolled around, enjoying Terry's discomfort.
The brunette secretary knew she had no choice. She took a deep breath and forced herself to climb between Laura's legs as the blonde had done to her.
Laura stopped giggling when Terry closed her hands over the blonde's tits. She shivered when Terry tweaked her nipples and squeezed her massive melons.
And suddenly Terry needed no encouragement. She felt her pussy moisten as she kneaded Laura's firm boobs. She moved her face closer to the blonde's bobbing tits and realized she was salivating. She wanted to suck Laura's tits! She wanted to suck her tits and her pussy!
Oh, Christ, am I turning into a lesbian? she thought.
She shook the thought from her mind as she bent down and sucked one of Laura's tits into her mouth. It felt so strange to be sucking another woman's boob.
She sucked in more of the blonde's tit and rolled her tongue over her nipple. Somewhere in her mind she heard Laura moaning and felt the blonde's fingers gripping her head. But she paid no attention to the men. The only things that existed for her at this moment were Laura's bouncing tits and her cunt.
She pulled her mouth off the blonde's nipples and stared down at her hot hairy gulch. Laura's cunt-flaps gaped open. She had seen Laura naked hundreds of times at home, but never like this.
"She's really getting into it!" Bill said.
"Yeah, they always do," Brad said.
Terry tossed her long hair over one shoulder and stuck her tongue out at the men. Then she moved her face over Laura's steaming cunt and inhaled her pungent pussy-aroma.
She blew her warm breath over Laura's twat and held her cuntlips open while she plastered her hungry mouth over her gash. Laura humped her ass off the floor and cried out as Terry dipped her tongue into her cunt hole.
She moved her hands to Laura's velvet skinned butt and brought her cunt up to meet her sucking mouth. She sucked and licked and lapped and nipped while the blonde shivered with excitement.
"I love it!" Laura shrieked. "Who needs men?"
"You do, bitch," Brad chuckled as he moved closer and caressed Laura's hair. "And don't you forget it."
CHAPTER SIX
The day after the party, Terry was too embarrassed to face Laura. But after a while the blonde convinced her that what had happened was a natural part of life and nothing to be ashamed of.
They were having brunch at the apartment a few weeks later. Susan had slept at her boyfriend's and the two women were chattering about clothes and hairdos when suddenly Laura turned serious and told Terry she wanted to ask her something.
"Shoot," Terry said, curling up on the living room sofa.
"It's about Brad," Laura said.
"Oh, Laura," Terry began, her cheeks turning pink. "I'm…"
"I'm not going to ask you about the day at the party before I came into the room," Laura said. "I don't care about that anymore. Honest. No, this is something else."
Terry felt relieved. She had felt terribly guilty about fucking Brad and vowed to herself never to do it again. Laura had since told her that Brad was considering divorcing his wife and marrying her. And Terry didn't warn to do anything to jeopardize her friends chances for happiness.
"I'll do anything you want," Terry said as Laura quietly sipped her coffee. "You're my best friend, aren't you? Come on now. Tell me whatever it is you wanted to talk about."
Laura took a deep breath and grinned. "Will you do a four-way scene with Brad and Bill and me?"
Terry's heart pounded. "Oh, Jesus!" she whispered.
"Say you'll do it!" Laura said excitedly.
"It'd mean so much to me and Brad. And it'd be a kick."
"But it's so perverted," Terry breathed.
Laura put her coffee down and moved closer to Terry on the sofa. The blonde draped her arm around Terry's shoulder and giggled. "After what we did in front of those guys?" she said. "You've got to be kidding!"
Terry giggled then and admitted that she was being silly. The two women had never approached each other again after that day at the office party and neither had any desire to do so. They had discussed it and were both of the opinion that it had been fun for a once-in-awhile thing. But both of them agreed they much preferred men.
Now Terry decided she would do what Laura asked. Brad and Bill had already seen her perform the most wanton act a woman can perform. So why not a four-way scene? Besides, the brunette thought. It would be one way of getting to fuck Brad again.
She told Laura she would do it and the blonde was ecstatic with joy.
"You've no idea how this will help," Laura said. "Brad says he'll never marry another woman who's hung up on sex. Like his wife is. The next time he's determined to marry a woman who will experiment freely. And I'm gonna be that woman if it kills me."
Terry knew her roommate couldn't wait until Monday so she could tell Brad of her decision. And on Monday afternoon when Terry passed him in the hall, he winked broadly and patted her ass.
"Get that hot cunt ready, cutie," he said.
A week later the plans were finalized. They decided to get together that day after work in one of the company conference rooms. The girls had only twin beds in their apartment and Susan and her boyfriend spent a lot of time around the house. There was a good-sized sofa in the conference room and a small refrigerator loaded with cold drinks.
At exactly five o'clock, Laura picked Terry up in her office and the two friends walked to the conference room together. They giggled nervously and when Brad opened the door, they entered together.
"We're ready for you, girls," he said and he bowed low at the waist as they swept into the room.
Bill was opening some beer and he handed a can to each of them. He cracked a few dirty jokes and Brad laughed uproariously. "What do you say we get down to business," he said, putting his beer can down and removing his shirt and tie.
Bill followed his example and soon both men were unzipping their flies and removing their pants and shorts. They strutted around the room and chuckled as their cocks bobbed and weaved in front of them. They were both half-hard and Terry licked her lips as she gazed from one prick to the other.
Terry was anxious to get started. She was particularly interested in screwing Brad. But it was Bill who unbuttoned her blouse and moved his hands inside to stroke her bra covered tits.
She closed her eyes and let his fingers roam over her boobs. With her eyes closed she could pretend it was Brad pawing her tits. She thrust her jugs forward, her nipples tingling under the firm caress.
"I've been dying to get my hands on your tits again," he said, kneading her huge globes with his strong fingers.
She opened her eyes and smiled. "Me too," she lied.
She gazed at Brad as he ogled Laura's tits. They bulged out of her low-cut sweater and he buried his face against them. The jealous brunette trembled as Brad slipped Laura's sweater off and unhooked her bra.