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The staffing situation at the station finally settled down as positions were filled, and I soon found myself back on the early morning gig. I was getting set up one morning last week when Laura came into the studio to get ready for the broadcast. She was wearing a beige skirt, about 4*quot; above the knee, pretty common for her, and a black blouse, along with knee high boots. I first saw her from behind, and could clearly see the outline of what looked like a black bra under it. No big deal, I thought. There are a lot of tops where you can see through the back, but the front is more opaque. Then she turned around. Holy crap!! The front, while not as transparent as the back, still had pretty good show through, and I could clearly see her bra. Then she stepped behind the weather desk, and the lights hit her. HOLY CRAP!! With the lights on her, I could see not only her bra, but her breasts where they overflowed her bra. I wondered if she had any idea. We're going to get letters...

I pondered for a moment if she had done this to tease me-it wouldn't be the first time that happened-or she just liked the outfit, and had not seen how she looked in the bright lights on the set. Either way, I wasn't going to ruin what was going to be a good show for me, and kept my mouth shut.

The broadcast went smoothly, and by 9:15, we were on our way to Cracker Barrel for a quick breakfast. As we walked out of the building toward my car, I noticed Laura had put on a white cardigan. It was cool, so it made sense. Then I looked at her and noticed there didn't seem to be anything under her blouse. A more direct look when we got in the car confirmed it. I kissed her as we pulled to the end of the driveway, reaching in to grab a large handful of tit.

Laura giggled, then said, *quot;Caught me,*quot; again giggling.

We made the trip to Cracker Barrel quickly, and got seated. Once we sat, Laura pulled off her sweater, hanging it on the chair back. She had indeed ditched her bra, and also opened one more button, so that her blouse was now open to about mid breast. While her top wasn't transparent, I could easily see her nipples through it.

*quot;Lose something??*quot; I teased her.

Laura just smiled. *quot;I wanted to relax a bit before I go back. I have to do a couple of promos, and an interview before I'm done today.*quot;

*quot;You know I can see right through that blouse.*quot;

*quot;Yeah, so I heard. I saw the playback on the show, the boss was commenting on it. Probably won't get away with wearing this top again.*quot;

*quot;Too bad. I really like it.*quot;

Laura looked at me, pushing her chest out to flaunt her tits, making her nipples clearly visible though the thin fabric as she arched her back. *quot;I thought you might. I can wear it for us, when we go out.*quot;

*quot;I'd like that!!*quot; Our food came, and we talked about some of the upcoming events we were covering, and other things. Laura asked me if I'd like to meet Steve, the lawyer she'd been dating semi seriously.

*quot;Sure,*quot; I said. *quot;What did you have in mind??*quot;

Laura looked at me a little sheepishly. *quot;A three way.*quot;

That got my attention. *quot;Really?? Whose idea was that??*quot;

Laura smiled as she took a forkful of omelet. *quot;Mine. Well, sorta mine. He wanted for us to get together with another girl, someone he works with. I told him OK, but first he has to do one with one of my friends.*quot;

*quot;What'd he say to that??*quot;

*quot;I think he likes the idea.*quot; Laura looked straight at me. *quot;He has to like the idea. I haven't met a guy yet who doesn't want to be part of a gang bang*quot;

I laughed. *quot;True. So it was a trade off??*quot;

*quot;Yeah, but I wanted my part of it first. Not that I'm shy about having another woman be part of the action.*quot; I knew this well. Laura and I had been with other colleagues on several occasions, and it always turned out hot. *quot;But I thought, let me see if he's willing to give a little.*quot;

*quot;And...??*quot;

*quot;He went for it, especially so once I told him there might be a surprise. I told him I wanted you to be part of it, and the nature of our relationship, so he's good. Are you free Saturday night??*quot;

*quot;I expect so. If I wasn't I'd make myself free. What's his surprise??*quot;

Laura laughed. *quot;You'll see. If I told you, it wouldn't be much of a surprise, now would it?? Can you make it around six?? I'll send you the address.*quot;

*quot;You're going to let him have your back door, aren't you??*quot;

Laura smiled broadly. *quot;You'll see.*quot;

We finished up our breakfast, and I watched intently as Laura got up, her big tits shaking and bouncing as she moved. Her nipples were quite prominent when she put her sweater on, arching her back to get into it. I wondered I we'd have enough time to get to one of our places for a quickie before going back.

When we arrived at Cracker Barrel, it was at the tail end of the breakfast rush, and there were still a lot of cars there, so we had to park around back of the building. As we turned the corner from the front of the store, Laura took my hand, squeezing it.

*quot;I'm horny,*quot; she said, kissing my earlobe. I leaned over Çakmak Escort to kiss her cheek.

*quot;No doubt. Showing off to me like that always gets you started.*quot;

Laura laughed. *quot;I know. Knowing you were watching me this morning was driving me crazy. Too bad we don't have time to get home.*quot; She looked at me as we approached my car. *quot;Back seat...*quot;

I unlocked the car, and we clambered into the back, Laura on my right in the passenger side. We started out kissing, during which I reached into her blouse, feeling the heft of her right tit, gently pinching the nipple. She unbuttoned my shirt, quickly running her fingers through the hair on my chest, then started on my jeans, undoing the button. I helped her get the zipper down, and lifted my ass up so she could slide them down. My hardening cock sprung out. Laura stroked it a couple of times, speeding it toward full hardness.

Laura watched intently as it stiffened, feeling it in her hand as she stroked. *quot;I love your cock,*quot; she said, smiling at me. *quot;I love the way it feels in my hand, how the head looks like a mushroom and swells when I play with it.*quot; She kissed me, then said in a low whisper, *quot;I love how it feels when the head spreads me open when it slides between my pussy lips.*quot; That made me stiffen even more. She kissed me long and deep. As she broke the kiss, she moved over me, straddling me. I caught a glimpse of blonde hair as her skirt rode up. She kissed me again, raising up to get into position.

The next thing I felt was those blonde curls on the head of my cock, then the wetness of her labia as it parted them. I held her up, letting the head sit just inside her, then pulled it out, teasing her clit, then pushing back in, again just enough to spread her pussy with the fat head. Laura giggled, then sighed as she felt the thickness in her opening, then whimpered as I pulled out again. Once more I slowly slid the head of my cock between her distended labia, only this time going all the way into her quite easily, drawing a moan from her lips. She wasn't kidding about being horny. I could feel the sheerness of Laura's blouse on my chest as she pressed her tits into me. I started to unbutton it further, intending to remove it so I could feel the wonder of those soft, full jugs on my chest.

Laura stopped me. *quot;No, hon, leave it on. I love the feel of this fabric on my nipples. It makes me so hot.*quot; She leaned back, and I could see her nipples were stiff. Actually, the shirt felt pretty good on me, too. I pulled her to me, kissing her, pressing her tits to me. I could feel her nipples getting harder still as she started to ride, creating friction between us.

I grabbed Laura's hips, working them so her clit would grind against the base of my cock. A couple minutes into that wonderful friction, she was moaning, begging me to make her come. I thrust up, pulling her down onto me, and she gasped, then cried out as she came, dousing my cock in a flood of pussy juice. I was now close, and could feel the familiar tingle as the come rose in my balls.

*quot;Gonna come, Laura.*quot;

Laura bore down on me, slowly rotating her hips, then pulled up til I was almost out of her, then slowly bore down on me again. She kissed me. *quot;Come inside me, sweetie. Seed my pussy.*quot; She pulled up, sank down, then pulled away and rode back onto me, kind of back and forth, then pushed herself down so my cock was as deep in her as she could get it. I felt it poke her womb, which set me off. I came hard, splattering her insides with a half dozen blasts of semen, then trailing off. I felt my come forcing its way out, dripping onto my balls as it overflowed Laura's clenching vagina.

We sat there panting for a few minutes, kissing gently as we recovered from our climax. Finally, Laura lifted off me, rolling onto the seat next to me, one leg up on the seat, the other reaching down to the floor. Her pussy was exposed under her short skirt, and I got a good view of my come spilling out of her, dripping down her ass and onto the seat. She laughed as she felt the tickle of it on her left ass cheek. She pushed the streak back inside her, a futile effort, as almost immediately it dripped back out, followed by another big glob of come that spilled from her, running down the crack of her ass and onto the seat.

I reached over to pick up the box of Kleenex I kept in the car for this type of occasion and handed it to Laura. She pulled three tissues from the box and started to wipe up the mess between her legs. *quot;Hand me my purse??*quot; said Laura. I reached to where she had set it on the console, handing it to her. She pulled a pair of black panties out, slipping the left leg over her boot clad foot, then the right, pulling them up, raising up from the seat to get them into place. She was still leaking, and the crotch was soon wet. Laura adjusted them, but there was still semen dripping from her pussy, though not as much as before.

*quot;I guess that will have to do. I can't do the promos with come sliding down my leg. Hopefully these will contain the mess.*quot; She Escort Çakmak looked at me, then kissed me. *quot;You come way too much!!*quot; She said, laughing.

*quot;That's because you're way too hot,*quot; I said, leaning over for a kiss. We got ourselves back together, Laura putting her bra back on, which was fun to watch as she tucked in her sizeable hangers.

Now dressed again, I took Laura back to the studio. She leaned in the window when she got out. *quot;Don't forget, Saturday at six.*quot;

*quot;Don't worry about me forgetting. It's all I'll think about for the rest of the week.*quot;

The week dragged on, as if Saturday would never come. I felt like a nine year old whose dad has promised to take him to the ball game. Most of my waking moments were filled with thoughts of Laura's guy and me balling the crap out of her, spit roasting her, and maybe even some double penetration. I knew Laura had done anal in the past, but it was not something she talked about much, so I figured she didn't do it often, though I'd occasionally kid her about doing it when she'd see a new guy for more than a couple of dates. It's not my cup of tea, so it was something we had never really discussed, though she did offer her ass to me several years earlier, once we had our relationship solidly established.

Saturday finally arrived. I texted Laura to let her know I was on my way. Steve's place was in one of those semi-gated developments about ten minutes out of town, the kind of place that had a big archway over the driveway from the road, but no real gates or security. It had fairly large brick homes on one acre lots. I pulled into the driveway and walked up to the front door. As I approached, the door opened, and there was Laura in a flowery kimono that didn't do much to hide her attributes, and a pair of FMP's. The kimono was short, showing a lot of thigh. It was hard to tell in the light, but it looked like there was a streak of dried come on her left thigh.

*quot;Hi,*quot; she said with a smile. *quot;Come on in.*quot; I went in, and she led me to what might best be described as a family room. It had a sofa and love seat, the love seat facing a fireplace, the sofa sitting perpendicular between the love seat and hearth. A sliding glass door opened out to a deck. A stone coffee table was in the open space between the couches and the fireplace, on which there was an open bottle of wine and some chips and dip, as well as cheese and crackers.

A tall, dark haired, athletic looking man of about 35 in boxers and an open button down shirt was tending the fire. He turned as Laura and I came into the room. She was about to introduce us, when he said, *quot;Hi, I'm Steve. You must be Tom. Laura has told me a lot about you.*quot; He extended his hand, and we shook, and I handed him the bottle of rose I had brought. I wondered exactly what Laura had told him, though at this point, if he was still willing to go through with the evening's adventure, it could not have been too bad.

*quot;Pleasure to meet you as well. Laura must be telling stories on both of us. She's told me a bit about you, too.*quot; Steve laughed, and asked me to sit and enjoy a pre dinner snack. The three of us commiserated over chips, dip, cheese and wine, Steve and I getting to know each other, finding we had some common interests besides Laura, and agreed on various aspects of life. If the hope was that he and I would hit it off, it was fulfilled. This was good, because we'd have to have a good level of comfort for the evening to take place.

After about thirty minutes of chatting the doorbell rang. I wondered who else was in on this little party. It turned out Steve had ordered us pizza and wings, rather than go out for dinner or cook. This was fine, it was a lot simpler, and we could eat and then get on to the evening's festivities.

*quot;That's probably the pizza. I'll get it,*quot; said Laura, grabbing her purse and heading for the door. She didn't come back right away, and Steve wondered out loud what might be taking so long.

*quot;She's probably giving him a good tip,*quot; I said, miming a blow job.

Steve laughed. *quot;She is a horny little thing. She's blown me in some places I never would have tried. Wouldn't surprise me if she was blowing him in the foyer.*quot; A minute later, Laura was back with three pizza boxes and an equal number of wing boxes. She was looking a little flushed.

Steve didn't lose a step. *quot;Give him a good tip, hon??*quot;

Laura smiled, untying her kimono. *quot;Gave him a look at that,*quot; she said, pulling it open, revealing her tits and pussy, which looked to have seen some action recently.

*quot;That's all??*quot; said Steve

Laura held up two fingers. *quot;And I let him watch. I put one finger inside me, then two.*quot; She played with her clit, smiling. *quot;Then pulled them out and licked them clean, kissed them and put them on his lips. He's probably out in his car jerking off to me right now.*quot; Steve and I laughed. Ten minutes later we heard the pizza guy's car pull out of the driveway, and laughed harder.

*quot;Laura, you're such an inspiration,*quot; I said, to Steve's Çakmak Escort Bayan laughter.

*quot;Wait til after we eat, when I inspire you guys. You won't be laughing so hard then.*quot;

Steve and I laughed again as Laura blushed.

*quot;So what inspiration do you have for us??*quot; I teased, as if watching her in a loosely tied kimono and fuck-me-pumps wasn't enough.

*quot;Oh, you'll see,*quot; Laura said with a sly smile.

*quot;She's up to something,*quot; I said in an aside to Steve.

*quot;She usually is.*quot;

We had our pizza and wings along with the rest of the bottle of wine. We explained the details of how we all met, our respective careers, and a variety of other things. In the end, we found we all got along quite well, and it looked like the evening was going to be enjoyable for all.

When we were done, Laura gathered up the pizza boxes and put them in the kitchen. When she returned, her kimono was open. Her slippers gave her just enough lift to accentuate her calves, and she looked quite statuesque as she walked toward us, her long, toned legs leading to her tangled blonde bush, her tits swaying as she approached.

*quot;I think it's time for dessert,*quot; she said, smiling. She dropped her kimono and sat on the sofa, patting the seat next to her. *quot;Tom, come sit with me,*quot; she said, reaching to me. I stripped down, sitting on her right. We started kissing, Laura stroking my cock as I played with her tits. *quot;You don't mind sloppy seconds, do you??*quot;

Interesting question, but it confirmed what I had surmised about what Laura and Steve had been up to prior to my arrival. *quot;Have I ever??*quot;

Laura blushed and smiled. *quot;Well, no, actually...*quot; She then climbed over me, straddling my legs, kissing me deeply. I felt her legs lift off mine, then her pussy lips on the head of my cock. She sank down, and it was now apparent she and Steve had been quite busy before I got there. Her pussy was a hot steam bath, and she slid up and down easily.

*quot;Damn, Laura, you're a mess. Just what were you two up to before I got here??*quot;

*quot;When I got here, Steve had just gotten out of the shower, and was still naked. I couldn't help myself, I had to have him.*quot; Steve, who was now naked, laughed.

*quot;And you know how Laura gets when she's horny,*quot; said Steve. *quot;There's no denying her.*quot;

*quot;I know all too well. Not that I mind,*quot; I said.

Laura kissed me. *quot;Yeah, and I wasn't going to stop,*quot; she looked over at Steve with a smile, *quot;til he blasted one of his big loads way up inside me.*quot;

*quot;He did an admirable job, dear. You're sloppier than I've ever seen you.*quot;

Laura looked down at me and kissed me. *quot;He's the only guy I know who comes more than you.*quot;

*quot;And you're going to get more very soon,*quot; said Steve, smacking Laura on the ass.

She looked over her shoulder at him. *quot;I know. I can't wait!!*quot;

Laura moved me so I was lying on my back on the sofa. She mounted me again, her swinging tits first resting on my chest, then hanging in my face as she fed them to me one at a time, and I licked at tugged at her nipples as she rode me. Steve watched from his perch on the coffee table. Laura looked over at him, his hard on now pulsing in front of him. I could see why Laura liked him. He had a nice thick cock, about 7*quot;, sticking straight up from a dark crop of pubes, and big hanging balls.

*quot;Come over here, Steve, let me take care of you, too.*quot; Steve came over to where Laura was riding me, putting his cock in her face. She took it in her left hand, stroking it a couple of times. I watched up close as it stiffened. She took it in her mouth, going up and down on it a couple of times, then pulling it out and rubbing it on her cheek, then putting it back in her mouth. She pulled it out, and I could see it had swelled, the head now flaring. She resumed sucking on it, and again pulled it out. His shaft was thick in full arousal. The head was bobbing in front of me, and I could see precome starting to seep from it. I've never been tempted go for other guys, it's just not my thing, but seeing Steve's well developed cock up close was making me want to give it a taste. I thought better of it, reasoning that on our first meeting, maybe better to play it straight, so to speak. If this takes off, there will be other opportunities. He must have been well on his way to blasting a second load, and I was quite well along, soon to flood Laura, adding my own seed to Steve's copious sperm.

*quot;That feels good, Laura,*quot; said Steve. *quot;You want me to shoot in your mouth??*quot; I knew the answer to that question already. Laura had described several blow jobs she had given Steve, and she was quite eager to swallow his sperm, just as she was with me.

Laura pulled his cock out of her mouth. *quot;You know how I love when you come in my mouth, but I have another idea.*quot; She pulled her pussy off me. *quot;Get behind me, and put your cock inside my pussy,*quot; she said, smiling up at Steve. He complied eagerly, as Laura raised her ass to give him good access. Steve entered her. *quot;That's good. Stroke that beautiful cock in and out, get it good and slick.*quot;

I could feel Steve moving in and out, slowly but steadily, for a few moments. *quot;Good,*quot; said Laura. *quot;Now, pull it out, and rub all the come you have on it on my ass. Get my back door good and slick. Use as much of that sweet come of yours as you need to get me good and slippery.*quot;