    Title: Carla's Business Trip
    Author: Eskimo1958
    Summary: Carla, an African-American female, goes on a company trip to rural Georgia. Three
    white guys help her out at a restaraunt, and she rewards them during her week long stay
    by cooking them dinner each night. On Friday night, she presents a special dessert.
    Keywords: MMM/F, inter

My flight into Atlanta was on time, and after getting a rental car, I was able to quickly locate the factory I was assigned to audit for the week. I wanted to fly in Sunday evening, but thanks to a limited budget, my boss told me to wait until morning, and get a motel once the first day was done.

And now it was. The factory is actually located southwest of Atlanta near Newnan, so chances of finding a five-star hotel were slim to none. After my long day at the factory counting numbers, I asked what lodging they would recommend. All I got was a stare. I love the south, I'm thirty-five years old, a black single female, and all I get is stares from old white men wondering what I'm doing here. Actually, I get that look from others as well, white, black, male, female. It all tends to drive me nuts. As for my looks, I'm not ugly, nor drop dead gorgeous. I still keep fit, at five-six and one-hundred sixty pounds. And my thirty-eight C's are still firm and standing proud.

I've never been to this town before, and after getting directions to the main drag where the motels and restaurants are, I headed that way. My hunger overcame my desire to find a place to sleep, as I pulled into a restaurant which belonged to one of those national steak house chains. I parked and got out, heading for the door. Entering, I looked around. The hostess looked up, some little white thing, maybe a size three, but I could tell she had an attitude. Maybe this wasn't a good choice.

Nope, it wasn't. As she helped the next two couples, both white, before she even acknowledged my existence. I just sighed, welcome to the sticks, Carla. Finally, she showed me to a small table that sits two in the bar area. I smiled, as I sat and looked over the menu. A waiter came over, all overly bubbly, and took my drink order for a coke. As I read the menu, I heard a loud obnoxious asshole, and guess who he was talking about? This isn't getting any better. I glanced up, and saw the large lard-ass, three tables over, smiling at me, but it was a smile of hatred. What a loser! I also noticed the others in the area were silent, including his three buddies.

Across the aisle from me were three white guys. And out of the corner of my eye, one was fidgeting. Hell, loudmouth in front, and nervous type to my right. What could be more fun! The loudmouth spoke again, saying "Looks like we've a nigga princess in our midst, boys."

He got up, and staggered my way. I started to get up, when all hell broke loose, as the fidgeting guy stood, took one step, and leveled the loudmouth. Okay, this could be interesting.

Both of his friends piled out of the booth, between me and the loudmouths drunken buddies. I think this is a good time for me to leave. I was surprised when I heard one of them in a northern accent say "Jay, take her outside, if cops come, take her to the trailer and wait."

The one that's obviously Jay, grumbled, took my hand, and we quickly walked out, just as I heard a loud crash, looking over my shoulder to see two bodies struggling up off of a broken table. Neither one were my new friends. My escort said as we exited the restaurant, "Shit, I never get to have any fun."

He started pulling me towards a truck, and I said "Wait! My car." I handed him the keys, and he entered as did I, and we were leaving the parking lot, just as two police cruisers came flying in. Uh-huh, just leaving, thank you very much. We rode in silence, and after about ten minutes, we arrived at a trailer. Jay got out, and handed me my keys, as he dug his own out, and walked to the door. I finally got to check him out. Not bad, about five-ten in height, maybe two-ten in weight. And rather muscular. I hid my smile, as he opened the door and turned, letting me enter first.

I walked on past, and into a living room. "Well, now that my dinner is ruined, what you got around here to eat?" He had a deer-in-the-headlight look. "Never mind, I'll check the fridge." Opening it, yep, should have known, plenty of beer. Opened the freezer, steaks! And lots of them. Well, I was planning on having that anyway. I grabbed one, turned and asked "You eat?" He shook his head no. Grabbed a second, went to the microwave, at least they have a microwave, and popped them in for defrost. Went to the cupboard, found a sack of potatoes. Not enough time, well, can always nuke them as well. Took out two, threw them in a pan with water to let them soak. Back to the freezer, something caught my eye. Oh yeah! Frozen broccoli, that'll work.

In thirty minutes, and after getting Jay get the outside gas grill going, I had a complete dinner ready to eat for the two of us. And still no talking from Jay. I was finding it rather amusing, but annoying as hell. What kind of guys are these, anyway? An hour later, a phone call, and Jay answered it. "Hello? Yeah. Yeah. Okay." Not a man of a lot of words. He hung it up, and I asked "Was that your friends?"

"Yeah."

"Are they okay?"

He snickered, "Yeah, sort of."

"What you mean sort of."

"Our boss is here to bail them both out." He smiled. Cute kid, I thought, maybe about twenty-three. At least he was happy, he wasn't in the local slammer. An hour later, I heard a vehicle pull up, it being the truck that Jay almost had me ride in. A large white truck, crew cab, with some contraction company logo on the side. The door soon opened, and the two came strolling in, with sour looks on their faces. The first one stood about six-four, well built with sandy blonde hair, and weighs in at about two-forty. The other, a bit shorter, the fidgety one. At six foot, just as heavy as the taller one, with long black hair, and sort of dark complexion. My first thought was native american.

Jay asked "Well, what happened?"

The taller one, definitely the one in charge, said "Ron came and bailed us out."

The shorter one headed towards the kitchen, saying in a nasty tone "You guys ate!"

I shot back "Well, we were hungry!" He looked at me, a bit sheepishly, as I asked "You want me to fix you something?" He nodded his head yes, so I just sighed, and went to the fridge.

I soon had their meal cooked and ready, and they sat down to their plate of food. We chatted away, as they ate. And once they were done, the three guys did the dishes. Seems they travel the country for a large national corporation, doing maintenance work for regional power companies. I also found their names, besides Jay, the tall one was named Paul, and the dark one was named Bob. Seems Bob is Cherokee, so I hit that one on the head.

Well, considering it was late, and I wasn't too sure about going off to find a motel, the guys talked me into staying with them. The trailer had three bedrooms, and they drew straws to see who would end up on the couch. Jay lost, and he just smiled, as he went to the bedroom and grabbed some clothes and a blanket, before coming back to the living room.

They told me good night, and I went on into Jay's room. I looked about, pretty spartan, really. But these guys move about a bit, so probably not too many personal possessions. I stripped down and didn't even bother with pj's, as I slid under the covers, and was out like a light.

Bob woke me in the morning, causing me to pull the covers up to my neck. He just smiled, saying "We've got to get to the job site, there's an extra key on the kitchen counter." Then, he was gone. I heard the front door open and shut, and then their truck start up and pull away. Thinking the coast was clear, I got out of bed, and went out into the main living area. Yep, they were gone. Looked at the clock, and about shit. It was only four-thirty. I didn't need to be at the plant until eight. No matter, I went into the bathroom with my shower bag, and took a hot shower. That felt good, as I then went out partially dressed, and made myself some cereal and toast.

Watched the news, at least they had cable, and then when it was time, I headed to the plant. Got there and boy was I in for a shock. Seems everyone knew what happened yesterday evening. And, they all knew where I spent the night. I had a message to call the home office, which I did. My boss asked if everything was all right, and I assured him it was. I also told him I'll give him a call later and give him the phone number of where I'm staying. This was after I explained to him what all went on yesterday.

I got out of the plant at three, and headed towards the trailer. On the way, I stopped and got some groceries, deciding a change of diet would probably help these guys. I also got things for breakfast. Well, the guys were surprised at five, when they arrived, and I had chicken fried up, along with mashed potatoes, green beans and a cake I baked. They thanked me endlessly, as they ate away. All three wore contented smiles once dinner was done. And they did the dishes!

That was Tuesday. Wednesday and Thursday were the same. I was scheduled to fly home Friday, but I had an idea. The whole time these guys had me there the first three nights, not one made a move towards me. Well, I was impressed with their gentlemanly manners. I was also horny as hell! Living with three very grown men, and my mind was racing. I called and changed my flight plans, deciding not to leave until Sunday. If things worked out, great. If not, I'll head to Atlanta Friday evening and get into a motel.

My plans? Well, three men and one hot pussy. You do the math. All during this, I was wondering if they were gay. I mean, none were even making a move towards me. But, since they leave in the morning before me, and get home well after me, I snooped around a bit and found things to show they were red-blooded American males, and horny ones at that. For starters, in Jay's room, he had a couple of girlie magazines, plus letters from various girlfriends. And, at dinner each evening, the topic of dating would come up, and they would banter about one girl or another that they've had the pleasure to have known as they traveled the country.

Well, Friday came. I arrived at the trailer at four, after finishing up my job assignment for the week. I called my boss, told him I may stick around and see the sights of Atlanta, and he said that was okay. He told me my next assignment wasn't until Wednesday in Houston. That got my mind running, but I thought better of it.

I had dinner, which was grilled shish-ka-bobs, rice, and salad, ready for the guys when they arrived home at five. When they entered, they were all smiles, as they headed back to the bedrooms to get cleaned up. I was wearing just a t-shirt and jeans, as I got the table ready for them.

As they returned and took their seats, Paul asked "What's for dessert?"

I smiled, saying "Something special I devised. I'll show it to you when you boys are through with the main course."

They ate away, and repeatedly told me how much they appreciated my cooking this week. I smiled, savoring the comments. After a dinner of about forty minutes, Bob looked at me, and asked "So, how about that dessert."

Smiling, I said "Let your tummy's settle down a bit. Why don't you all clean up what's dirty so far, and then get comfortable in the living room. Then I'll get desert ready."

They smiled, picked up the dishes and went to clean them up. After they were through, I said "Okay, let me go shower, and then I'll serve desert." I smiled, and went to the bedroom, and stripped down, put on a robe, and went into the bathroom. After a quick shower, I got out and dried off, pulled my robe back on, and came out to the kitchen.

I looked over and they were all looking at me, smiling. Oh, they don't have a clue, do they. Opened the cupboard, and pulled out a jar of honey I had bought just for the occasion. I carried it into the living room, and placed it on the coffee table in front of them. They all had puzzled looks on their faces, it was priceless.

Bob looked up, and said "Honey?"

Paul asked "Um, Carla? Anything to go with it?"

I smiled, as I opened my robe, revealing my nude body, saying "Yes, this." I heard all three men exhale, as I opened the jar, and stuck two fingers from each hand in, and wiped them on my nipples and lips of my pussy. "Okay guys, who wants what for dessert?"

All three scrambled up to their feet and rushed my naked body. I soon found Bob sucking the honey on my right nipple, and Paul on my left, as Jay had his lips locked on mine. My body was on fire, as I could feel the lust inside growing bigger and bigger. It started growing when I came up with this idea two days ago, and since this morning, my pussy has been getting wet from anticipation. I felt fingers probe my pussy lips, and I moved my feet apart, to give the hand free access to my womanhood. I was in heaven, a pair of lips on each nipple, sucking the honey off. And a mouth with tongue wrestling with mine.

The fingers on my clit soon had me over the edge, as I was humping against the hand they belonged to. I hadn't noticed Bob break way from me, but as I came back to earth, I saw him placing a cushion from the couch across the coffee table, and the other two helped lay me across it on my back. Jay dropped down to his knees between my legs, and soon had his face buried in my cunt, licking the honey there. I closed my eyes, and moaned softly, my big, black breasts heaving as I breathed heavily.

I felt something at my lips, and knew what it was, a nice hard cock. I opened my mouth, and giggled, as I tasted honey on it. Seems the guys were going to feed me dessert as well. Opening my eyes, I saw it belonged to Paul. A nice size member, probably about seven inches. Who said white guys are all five inches, anyway? I tilted my head, and he got down so he could slide his salami down my throat, almost gagging me, as Bob went back to work massaging my boobs and pulling my sensitive nipples, giving me small waves of pleasure as he did.

I reached down with my left hand, and found Bob's meat. God was I surprised. It felt huge, and I barely got my hand about it. Suddenly, Jay's tongue on my clit did the job, as my scream was muffled by Paul's pulsating cock, as it blasted it's heavy load down my throat.

He pulled out, as I tried catching my breath. Jay was now standing, and I looked between my legs to see his dangling manhood. Not bad, a bit shorter than Paul, but probably thicker. I smiled, and pulled my legs up to my chest, as he entered my cunt. Oh god, I was in heaven, as he started fucking my horny cunt. Bob was up at my head, and I opened my mouth for his huge dong. I was able to get the head in, and about four inches, and that was it. Damn thing was about nine inches long, and felt like just as big around.

Jay didn't last long, just like Paul. Guess this was all too exciting for him, as I felt him stiffen deep inside of me, and grunt, as he painted my pussy walls with his spunk. Unfortunately Bob had enough stimulation as well, as he started pumping my mouth, and groaned loudly. I couldn't keep up, as gobs of cum came out of the corner of my mouth, and ran down my cheeks. He pulled his prick out of my mouth, and a final blast erupted from his dick, nailing the tip of my chin, and splattering off onto my neck and my upper chest.

I giggled, as I sat up, saying "Wow guys, that was good." I looked at them, Paul sitting on the floor, Bob on the couch, and Jay standing there. All were semi hard, and I was very much hoping for some more. "So, you boys like your dessert?"

They all laughed, and Bob asked "Hell yeah, what do you call it?"

Smiling, I said "Just something I came up with, think I'll call it chocolate honey surprise. You boys going to want seconds? I sure hope so!"

Some more laughing, and some tugging on their own cocks, as Paul said "We sure hope so."

Well, seeing that they're all out of action for a spell, I asked "So, you guys surprised that I initiated this?"

Jay came over, and started playing with my breasts, as he said "Oh yeah, and you've been the main topic all week when we've been working." Bob came over, and started rubbing my twat, inserting a pair of fingers up my slick cunt, as his thumb rode back and forth over my hard clit.

"Actually, we talked about maybe one of us hitting on you tonight, to see what would happen." Paul said.

My hips started bucking in tune with what Bob was doing to my cunt with his fingers. I was still very horny, and far from satisfied. "Well Paul, I was waiting, and figured I might as well get the fun started myself." They laughed, as I added "Decided to skip the chase and cut straight to the action."

Bob stood, and got in front of me, and I reached out and pulled his thick meat to my mouth. His cock was soft and sticky from his earlier fucking, but I felt it start to swell, as I bathed it with my hot mouth and tongue. A pair of hands were easily prying my thighs apart, and another pair were massaging my hanging brown breasts, as I sucked Bob to erection in record time. I felt a cock at the entrance to my pussy, and then I heard Paul moan, saying "Oh yeah!", as he slid his meat into my steamy cunt.

God, it felt good! A tasty cock in my mouth, and a great cock in my cunt pounding the hell out of me. My whole body was hotter than the proverbial firecracker. Every nerve ending was responding with a tale of lust, as the guys took me there in the living room. They went at it drilling my cunt and mouth until the wee hours of the morning. And after awhile, I wasn't even aware when one guy ended their turn, and another began, although I do remember whimpering on occasion whenever a cock left my pussy, wanting the void refilled once more.

I woke late the next morning. My head was throbbing, and every muscle in my body was telling me it was aching from the sexual workout that the guys had given me. I found myself in bed, in a tangle of arms and legs. A cock was within inches of my lips, and I felt another soft one stuck up against the small of my back.

I eased out of bed, and went into the kitchen, and made breakfast for the boys. The smell of my cooking got them awake, and they eagerly came out to watch their naked chef. I just grinned, as I served them breakfast in the nude, as they played with my hot body.

Once breakfast was done, Bob asked, "So, what's in store for today?"

I just smiled, saying, "I leave out of Hartsfield tomorrow afternoon at four. I'll be leaving here by noon. Until that point in time, I want you boys to satisfy my needs."

For the next thirty hours, I was their personal sex toy. They each took me in about every position known to man, and I think they even made a few up along the way. When I wasn't sucking on a cock to get it hard, I had one stuck in my snug cunt. I was in heaven, and the guys made sure that I enjoyed myself, each competing to see who could get me off the most with fingers, tongue and cock.

The next day, I bordered the plane on time. I was tired, and my pussy was sore as hell. But I was all smiles, as I remembered the last hour of being together with the boys, sucking each off one final time, before handing them my address and phone number before I went on my way. I have no idea what the future holds, but I’m sure hoping that there might be a repeat of this past week with these guys.

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