A Fitting Trio

Nicole and Olivia lay tangled in the sheets when the door jolted them out of it. Olivia slid off the bed and pulled on a robe to answer the knock. Clark stood there with his briefcase, expecting a meeting, not the smell of sex in the air. Olivia excused herself and left Nicole alone with her wet cunt and no release. Clark spread his work across the table. Olivia kept glancing at the way his hands moved. She slipped a hand between her own thighs and felt how swollen she still was. Her robe loosened by degrees. She reached for him first. Clark took the cue and pushed her skirt up against the desk. They worked quick and rough. He slid inside her before he’d fully kicked off his shoes. Nicole appeared in the doorway bare and quiet. She watched her lover take another man, clit throbbing between her fingers. When Clark gasped and pulled out to catch his breath, Nicole stepped in, grabbed his cock, and guided him straight into her own slick heat. She bent over the same desk, pushing back to meet each thrust. Olivia walked back in, robe open, and found them both. Her mouth curved. She shed the silk, climbed onto the desk, spread her legs in front of Nicole’s face. The three stopped hiding. They fucked openly, mouths on skin, hands everywhere, bodies pressing for the next sensation.