There was a woman in our office I’ll call Lotus, of mixed Asian and black parentage, which resulted in her having a “china doll” face with dark hair and eyes but a curvy, almost voluptuous body. She’s 36 and married, but I learned that this didn’t stop her from having fun behind her husband’s back.
I was out with friends one night after work when I saw Lotus on the dance floor. She seemed to be in the same business suit that she wore to work that day, but her skirt was a lot shorter, maybe mid-thigh or less. She must have pinned it up or something to draw some male attention. She looked sexy either way, which is a thing I’d never noticed at work due to her modest demeanor, but this was definitely not the same Lotus, not by a long shot.
Anyway, she was dirty dancing between two guys, and their hands were all over her, which was something she really got into as she ground herself against them. At the end of a few songs, I saw her gather her things and leave the club with those two guys, who took turns squeezing her ass on their way out.
I’m a 33-year-old housewife with one child. I’m five feet three, weight 140 pounds and have a 42D-29-40 figure. And every night, with my husband’s blessing, I put on a show for the neighborhood.
All the back yards that face the rear of our house have only low shrubs and plants growing in them, and have low fences or none at all, which affords excellent visibility. The patio doors that lead to our own yard are of floor-to-ceiling length. Every night at around 10:30 I pull the curtains back, and the show begins.
I start by peeling off my outer clothing and dancing for a while in stockings, garters, panties and bra. I dance, wiggle and bounce to the music playing on our stereo, and after a while I remove my bra, letting my tits swing and flop around. My tits are big, with big dark nipples, and each night I let the neighbors have a good look as I shake them and bounce them up and down, even bending over to swing them back and forth.
My name is Bruce. I’m a middle-aged Caucasian divorced guy who has not been very lucky in life, if you ask me. I live downtown in a small condo, and work as a consultant for a local oil company.
Friday afternoon was pretty busy at the office, and my boss asked me to prepare a presentation for the CEO meeting we have every Monday morning. Damn! So much for my weekend plans, I thought.
I decided to leave early anyway, so I grabbed the documents I was supposed to work on to finish them at home. After a very relaxing shower, I grabbed a beer, fixed a sandwich, and turned on the computer to work on my presentation. The computer didn’t work. Bad sign!
What to do? It was too late for me to go back to the office the building was closed by that time , so I decided to call my friend Bernard, who works in the human resources department of a very well known legal firm.
He said there was no problem if I went there to use his office and his computer that Friday, as well as the rest of the weekend. I felt relieved.
I drove immediately over there and met him at his office. He was glad to receive me and gave me the keys to the office. “Are you absolutely sure there is no problem if I work here this weekend?” I asked my friend.
“Not at all,” said Bernard. “In fact, the whole building is going to be empty. I’ll just clean up my desk and leave you alone, so you can finish that presentation.”
“What’s this big pile of folders you have in there, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Oh, that’s just a bunch of r sum s I have for processing. They were all rejected. I probably receive about two hundred every week!”
“So, what do you do with them?” I asked.
“I just drop them in the garbage can. If somebody calls, I tell them, “‘You are obviously qualified for this job. Unfortunately, there are no openings at this time. We’ll keep your resume on file.’”
“You rascal!” I said. “Well, I’ll see you Monday. I owe you one, pal.”
I went back to my documents and I realized that they needed only minor corrections, so I finished early that day. It was only eight thirty that evening when I was ready to go back home, but I thought I heard someone in the outer offices so I peeked my head out of the office to check. There out in the cubicles were two black cleaning women. One more beautiful than the other.
I have always had this craving for black women. I decided this was too good to let it go, so I called out to them to let them know that someone else was in the building with them. I didn’t want to frighten them.
“Hello there, ladies. I was just working in here when I heard some noise. I just wanted to introduce myself and let you know that you weren’t alone.”
“Well, hello yourself. What’s your name?”
“My name is Bruce, and yours is—?”
When she answered, she cocked her head coyly to the side and said her name was Talisa and her friend’s name was Tanya.
“Well, hello to you both,” I said with a smile I hoped would send a message that I was interested in them.
“We’re usually alone here on Friday. I guess you had some work to catch up on tonight, huh?”
“Yeah. I was going to hang out a little and enjoy the quiet, but I don’t want to be in your way, ladies.
“Oh, you’re not in our way, Bruce,” Talisa said, confirming with Tanya that this was true. Tanya just stood there looking at me like I was something on the menu, and that was all right with me.
“Is there anything I can help you ladies with? I’m pretty good at getting at those hard-to-reach-places.” Hoping that my subtlety wasn’t in vain.
Tanya answered first, saying, “I’ll bet you get on your hands and knees in order to get the job done, don’t you?”
Should I retract now? Maybe I would have, if I wasn’t so horny. No way! I responded with a simple smile and an invitation for them to come into my, I mean, Bernard’s office and take a little break.
“That would be very nice,” Talisa said. “Maybe we could just take a breather for a few minutes and get to know each other.”
“Please come in and let’s get acquainted.”
Talisa was prettier than her friend. Probably about twenty-three years old, five feet two inches tall, pretty face and a huge pair of breasts that looked like melons under the tight blue sweater she was wearing. A short skirt was covering about half of her long legs.
Tanya, who was, I’d guess, about twenty-six years old, was taller, about my size—five feet eight inches. Her tits were not bad, but much smaller than Talisa’s. She had a pretty face, even darker than Talisa’s, and a very nice ass.
At that moment I decided I wanted Talisa but I wouldn’t say no to Tanya.
I offered them a cup of coffee, and started with the usual questions. How long have you been doing this? Do you like what you do? The usual stuff. Of course their answers went in one ear and out the other. My thoughts were only on how long I would have to wait until it was okay to tell them I really wanted to hammer them silly.
When I decided I had worked them enough, I went to the part where I was going to be “honest” with them. I told them they were two of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. I told them they impressed me with their attitudes, their beauty and their “charms.”
Tanya asked me, “Was there anything in particular that you wanted to do while we are all getting to know each other?”
I hesitated. Then I thought I would go for it, but I had to be very careful about making the first move.
I looked deeply into Talisa’s eyes and said, “I’ve never been with a black woman before, I’ve only dreamed of it. Now with two stunning crea tures such as yourselves, I was wondering if—”
“We are not sure,” they both answered.
I looked down at their tits and said slowly, “I understand. I mean, we just met and all. Can’t blame a guy for trying.”
They excused themselves for a second, and went togeth er to the rest room, saying they had to discuss some things. Talisa gave me a smile, and Tanya brushed my face with her hand as she passed.
The ten minutes they spent there seemed like an eternity. My heart started beating pretty hard. What would they decide?
Finally they came back. Talisa looked at me and pulled off her sweater, revealing her beautiful D-cup tits, just barely covered by a white blouse and sheer bra. I went for her and tried to touch them, but she didn’t let me.
“We decided we wanted to get with you and share an experience that’s new for us too. We’ve often wondered what it would be like to be with a white man.”
“Honey,” I said, “I’m so glad you feel that way. This is a dream come true for me.”
Apparently, that was enough for her. She came to me, and we started making out like crazy. I pulled her to the couch. Tanya waited at the corner of the room.
“Come here and join us,” I said to her.
She came to me and pulled off my shoes and pants. In the meantime I managed to unbutton Talisa’s blouse and started touching her tits and pushing up her skirt.
Tanya finished with my pants, and pulled out my seven-inch cock. “I can definitely get off sucking this,” she said.
“I wish you would,” I answered, slowly pushing her head further down between my legs. She started sucking my penis very slowly.
Then I went back to kissing Talisa. I removed her bra and finally was able to touch, massage, kiss, nibble and suck her precious big black melons. I felt I was in heaven for sure!
About five minutes later I pushed her down too, so then I had two beautiful black girls taking turns sucking my cock. When I was about to come, I wanted to be sure to do it inside Talisa’s mouth, so I grabbed her head firmly and started shooting my semen. My orgasm was so intense that I was afraid I was heard by someone passing by outside the building!
Then I asked Tanya and Talisa to get naked, while I went to the bathroom. When I went back, my cock went up again just looking at these two beauties.
Talisa’s pussy was pretty hairy, while Tanya’s was shaved. I sat on the couch, and they came back to suck my cock again.
When I was ready, I told Tanya I wanted to fuck her first. She said she was ready, and she went back to the table for her purse. She grabbed a condom and gave it to me.
“No,” I said, “I want to feel your juices. I promise I won’t come inside.”
“Well, okay,” she said.
I took my place resting on the couch, and she mounted me. She started to jump up and down, and I thought she had the tightest pussy in the whole world.
Talisa was smiling at me, and I asked her to sit on my face, so I could lick her pussy while touching her tits. She gladly accepted and immediately started moaning.
About five minutes later Tanya reminded me I wasn’t supposed to come inside her, so I pulled out. I put Talisa on all fours and started fucking her doggie-style. Her pussy was really hot!
“Oh yeah, fuck me really hard and make me come,” she said.
“This is the most intense sex session I have ever experienced,” I said to myself. When I felt my balls were about to explode, I instantly pulled out of her hot box.
Talisa laid down on the carpet, and I got on top of her to fuck her big tits. How soft they felt! As soon as my dick was surrounded by her black melons I started to come, even harder this time. I started yelling her name, and they both laughed.
Later we all went together to the rest room for a short shower. We dressed, and I walked with them back out to the cubicles.
“Are you still gonna help us with the hard-to-reach places?” they asked.
“I thought I just did,” I said, kissing Talisa’s and Tanya’s lips again as I helped them clean up. It seemed like the right thing to do. We’re “clean ing” next Friday too. I can’t wait!—B.A., Atlanta, Georgia