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I was amazed out how this week had turned out. Only one more day and I could hide at home and try to recover my once sane, boring, and suburban life. But it wasn’t going to be easy. The morning was a series of sexual frustrations. Brenda kept walking in and out of my office with suggestive looks and "casual" brushes up against me.

Around 10 o’clock, I got a call from Ava. Mr. Bland wanted to see me immediately. I arrived for the meeting and got ushered in by the very professional looking Ava. No sign of the slut that fucked me in the file room, shared Brenda with me, or even played the dominatrix with Dot. Mr. Bland welcomed me and invited me to sit in one of his overstuffed leather chairs. I was polite, waiting for the small talk to end and the work to start.

I expected the conversation to turn to the quarterly review presentation that I’d been working on all week. Instead, Mr. Bland ("call me Hank") made a rather risqué comment about Ava’s ass as she walked into the office. Rather than stop there, he reached over to her and hugged her hip as she stepped behind his desk. Every sense of self-preservation I had sent signal rockets to my brain. Danger!!

I squirmed in my chair, holding my breath to see where this line of conversation was going. I really got uncomfortable when Hank asked me if I’d ever had one of Ava’s "special knobjobs."

Inside I thought to myself, are there regular ones? Outside I tried to be calm and maintain my professional demeanor. Before I could think of a neutral answer, Ava proudly told him that she’d already given me several blow jobs and that I had a nice long cock.

My jaw hit the floor. My life flashed proverbially before my eyes. I thought I was through.

Then the miracle occurred.

Instead of firing me on the spot, Hank patted Ava;s hip and said, "Well darling, ya’ think I could talk you into a knobjob now?"

"I was wondering when you were going to ask."

Smiling, Ava unbuttoned her dress and carefully folded it across a chair. She was wearing nothing but a push-up bra and a garter and stocking set. She walked around the desk, posing for me in front of the desk. She bent over the corner of Hank’s desk and took his cock into her mouth. Figuring that I had nothing to lose, I knelt between her spread legs and tasted her sweet pussy. The grin on Hank Bland’s face looked like it might actually split his face in two as he fed his cock into Ava’s throat.

I took off my jacket and fished my cock out of my trousers, ready to get into the action. I stroked my cock hard and steadied her hips for my entry. Taking my cock in my hand I decided to tease her a bit, tracing my cock around her hole without trying to enter her. I rubbed my cock head against her sensitive clit. Ava moaned and wiggled her hips, silently asking me to put my cock inside her.

I decided to oblige her and placed the head of my cock against the mouth of her love tunnel. Pushing my hips forward I parted her cunt with my cock head and then stopped. I entered her slowly, feeding my cock into her hungry cunt inch by inch. Ava removed Hank’s cock from her mouth and sucked his balls. Rocking forward as I pushed my cock into her, I wanted to let Hank take the lead.

He did just that asking me to switch places moments later. Ava took him by the hand and moved from the desk over to the area rug in the middle of the room. The pair of them positioned themselves with Ava on top, riding Hank. Ava mounted him quickly, setting a much faster pace than I had. The wet slap of their thighs came fast and hard.

Ava tried to suck my cock but the motion made it hard for her to keep my cock in her mouth. I looked for some place to put my hard cock and, once again, Hank showed me the way to go. He grabbed Ava’s ass cheeks, using them to push his cock deep inside her. His grasp spread them wide and displayed her tight brown rosette.

Grinning evilly, I used my middle finger to massage her anus. Picking up lubrication from her cunt, I inserted my finger. My cock twitched as my finger rubbed against Hank’s cock through the thin wall of Ava’s skin. I rotated my finger while I slowly stroked it in and out of her ass. Satisfied that she was ready, I inserted a second finger and continued finger fucking her back passage.

Ava looked over her shoulder and begged me to fuck her. "Put it in me. Put you cock in my ass."

"How can I refuse you?" My joke was lost on Hank who had stopped bouncing under Ava. He held her hips tightly to steady her ass and I placed my cock against her asshole. Ava exhaled slowly as I pressed my cock into her ass. After my cock head had entered her I stopped and let Ava adjust to the throbbing piece of meat that I was inserting.

Hank shifted and I groaned as my cock felt his inside Ava’s tunnel. I pressed forward again, sliding my cock past her tight sphincter. Ava grimaced, the size of two cocks stretching her painfully.

She dropped her head against Hanks shoulder. Through the curtain of her hair, I heard her murmur. "More. Give me more."

Taking her hips in my hands, I picked up the pace. My cock slid all the way in, resting against Hank’s. At first we tried alternating thrusts, see sawing our cocks into Ava, but the physics of our bodies made it difficult to get the depth we wanted. Instead, we switched to pulling Ava onto both cocks at the same time. We took the first few strokes slowly, trying to keep from hurting Ava, but picked up the pace as the friction inside her body led us closer and closer to cumming.

Ava moaned uncontrollably, hoarse animalistic sounds as our cocks stretched her insides. At first, I had been uncomfortable when my balls touched Hank’s cock but the feeling of my impending orgasm soon drove any other thoughts from my mind. Seconds later my balls tightened and my cum spurted into Ava’s ass.

Hank’s body stiffened as he too dumped his load inside Ava. I slowed my strokes but kept my cock moving, trying to help Ava gain her release. Finally she gave a strangled cry. I felt her body shudder strongly before she collapsed completely on top of Hank.

I gently pulled my still turgid cock out of her ass and helped Hank roll her on to her side on the rug. She lay still, her ribcage heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

Retrieving some warm wash cloths from Hank’s bathroom I passed them out for the others to refresh themselves. We knelt on the rug, wiping the cum and sweat off our bodies. His knees spread wide as he wiped spooge from his deflating cock, Hank wished Ava well in her new job, remarking at how hard she would be to replace.

That was when Ava, still nude and with a thin trickle of my cum leaking down her thighs, told me the best news of all. Hank had decided to give me the promotion that I’d been hoping for. I walked back to my office in a daze. This week had been such a roller coaster I would need to take some vacation just to recover.

My weekend had finally arrived. I had escaped from the office exhausted but, with my promotion secure and my boss happy, I devoted myself to getting the house ready for my wife and kids to return. Veronica, my wife, was due home the next day with the kids. With all my extracurricular activity this last week I hadn’t done much housekeeping.

I had started early so I’d cleaned most of the house and was about to start running errands around town when the phone rang. It was Ava calling from the company apartment. She was on her way out of town and needed some help packing. Figuring I’d be a nice guy and, perhaps get a farewell spin around the sheets, I dropped what I was doing and headed over to the apartment.

I walked in the garage door, like Ava told me, and got the surprise of my life. There, laying on the living room couch, was Veronica getting her pussy eaten by Ava!. Veronica watched my approach, her eyes half closed as she sank into ecstasy brought on my Ava’s eager mouth. I stood, mouth wide open and eyes wide, as Ava raised her head from my wife’s pussy.

Ava spoke briefly. "Stop staring and get naked." I noticed that her hand continued to massage Veronica’s clit.

I couldn’t help myself, I had known that my wife was curious about experiencing another woman, but the sight of her lying naked in bed stunned me. Her breath whistled through her clenched teeth as Ava’s stimulation threatened to overwhelm her senses. She lifted her legs, spreading them wider to give me a better view of Ava’s fingers as they played across her labia and clit.

I stripped off my clothes in a daze. My cock didn’t have the same problems my brain had, however, springing to life from my trousers and bouncing along with my pulse.

Ava’s tanned body made an erotic contrast to Veronica’s fair skin. Ava knelt between Veronica’s legs, carefully licking and fingering my wife. I crept up on the couch, maneuvering myself to suckle at Veronica’s small, pink nipples. Taking an erect nub in my mouth, I rolled it around with tongue, adding to Veronica’s excitement. Shifting my head, I watched Ava as she spread Veronica’s labia and used her tongue to tease her clit. Ava didn’t need Veronica’s hand on the back of her head to remind how my wife was enjoying the pussy licking.

When Ava finally came up for air, she asked Veronica to return the favor. Rather than waste words answering, Veronica helped Ava climb onto the back of the couch to gain access to the blonde’s shaven pussy. I saw my chance and moved myself down to the floor to replace Ava in between Veronica’s legs.

I inhaled deeply, smelling my wife’s excitement, before bending forward to taste her rich nectar. I kept my tongue broad, plowing Veronica’s twat like a furrow from her hole to her clit. Seeing how she was already dripping from Ava’s attentive tongue, I picked up Veronica’s legs and spread her thighs to get better access to her love nest.

Feeling me shift her around, Veronica lifted her mouth from Ava’s cunt. "I want your cock inside me," she panted.

Ava moved once again, this time into a 69, holding Veronica’s legs as I positioned myself to fuck her. She was so wet that there was no need for preliminaries. I lunged forward and impaled her on my long cock. I was enflamed with lust. The force of my thrusts kept knocking Veronica off Ava’s pussy, so she was forced to hold on to Ava’s hips to keep from being pushed along the couch.

While I pounded Veronica’s pussy, Ava made herself busy by frigging her clit. The combination of penetration and clitoral stimulation had Veronica screaming as she came, spurting clear, sweet liquor over my cock and Ava’s hand. The feeling of her spasming cunt pushed me to the edge of my own climax. I redoubled my efforts to blow my load, slamming my hips against Veronica’s. Ava stared at my cock, mesmerized as it appeared and disappeared into my wife’s cunt.

Just as I was ready to shoot my wad, Ava gazed up at me with a hungry, pleading look. "Cum in my face. Please. I want to taste your cum."

I drew my cock out of Veronica just in time to spurt my thick white cream over Ava’s outstretched tongue, face, and tits in a classic porn movie "money shot." Ava quickly lapped up my seed, swallowing my cock to clean off any that might be remaining. She sat back on the couch and allowed Veronica to climb out from underneath the blonde. Reaching up Veronica pulled Ava’s face down to hers. They sank back into a long deep kiss, their tongues fencing as they exchanged the taste of my cum.

On the way home, Veronica told me that Ava had been in contact with her all week. She explained that, as pat of Ava’s farewell, he had been loaned out to help fulfill some of the other girls’ fantasies. I was amazed. Everything – the lunch hour orgy with Brenda, the bondage scene with Dot, and the double team with Hank –had been set up by Ava.

"How did you know that I would go along with it?" I asked innocently.

Veronica scoffed. "That was the easy part," she replied with a cynical laugh, "The hard part was making sure that no one else caught on to what was going on."

We returned home exhausted from our farewell tumble with Ava. Veronica and I collapsed into each other’s arms and slept like the dead. The next morning Mildred, Veronica’s mother, showed up with our 2 kids. Everything was hugs and smiles as the kids chattered on and on about their week with Grandma.

That night, after everyone else was asleep, Veronica and I lay in bed talking. I had been waiting for her to say something about my extramarital activities. Finally I decided to broach the subject myself. I explained how bad I felt, how guilt gnawed away at my gut, and how badly I needed her reassurance that everything was all right.

"Well how do I answer this?" In the dark, I couldn’t tell if she was teasing me or not.

I felt, rather than saw, her move closer. My hands reflexively moved to caress her through her thin nightgown. I pulled her close and waited for her to say she forgave me. Hoping she would say that she forgave me. My heart stopped. I might have even held my breath as I waited for my wife to speak three simple words. Four syllables.

Finally she took a careful breath. "Yes, I forgive you."

She confessed that she had volunteered my cock to Ava. But she was disappointed that I’d been so eager to join in to Ava’s sexual Olympics. In part, she knew that I’d been stressed out and she had been busy with volunteer activities. Another part was that she’d felt a strange sense of pride that the other women had been anxious to test drive my dick.

She had forgiven me. But there were conditions, she said. First, I was never to repeat my escapades – even with girls like Brenda and Dot that still worked at the company. Unless I talked with her first. Second, I had to do penance. I felt a twinge in my gut when I heard that. I must have stiffened but Veronica just patted my arm and told me not to worry, the trial she had in mind was far less than I’d already gone through.

We made love that night in a familiar, unhurried way that long-time lovers have. I fell asleep easily for the first time all week.

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