Housemates, Neighbors and Workmates

by Bridy McAvoy

  “Right, girls, the food will be here in a couple of minutes and Lizzie, I want you to help Bill dish it up in the kitchen. Separate out a plateful for yourself—after all, you’ll need to keep your strength up.”

  The two guys chucked at this sally. Obviously there was something going to happen at the dinner table then.

  “Bill will then come back and take his seat, having first put yours over there. You will bring each dish through and place it on the table. You must look sexy when you do this and you must not object to anything that happens. Okay? As soon as all of the plates are brought through you will pour the wine and then go and eat your own. Ignore what happens around the table and relax with your meal. Your initial part in the proceedings will be done. After we’ve eaten you will be involved again. Okay?”

  Lizzie nodded and, at that moment the doorbell rang, and Bill hurried through to deal with the takeaway deliveryman.

  Bill hustled through with a large bag of silver food cartons and Lizzie followed him into the kitchen. It was the first time she’d been alone with him since the spanking episode and she felt a little nervous about being this close to him as they busied themselves around the island.

  “Look, Lizzie. I’m sorry about what happened. Somehow my control slipped and I really hit much harder than had been intended. Phil has really reamed me new asshole over this and I can’t say I blame him. Anyway, I am under instructions not to touch you in any way, shape or form ever again without his express permission. All I can say is I’m really, really sorry.”

  He looked so like a little lost puppy that she couldn’t help feeling sorry for him. She went up to him; he flinched away from close contact and she just kissed him on the cheek and went back to dishing up the food. The island in the kitchen was soon covered with open foil dishes and plates of aromatic Chinese food ready to go through to the dining room. Lizzie’s dinner disappeared into the other room in Bill’s hands and she waited for a moment to allow him to take his seat.

  “Service!”

  The word was spoken to provide a cue for her but was probably there for the video, too. She painted on her best smile and, putting as much bounce into her walk as possible, sashayed into the dining room carrying a huge plate of steaming rice.

  As she placed the plate in the middle of the table, she had to lean over in between Phil and Carrie and was not surprised to feel a hand slide up the back of her leg and fondle her backside. She was surprised to find that the hand was smaller than expected so belonged to Carrie! The next plate was delivered between Bill and Susie and the same thing happened. All in all, she made a dozen or so trips through to the dining room and, whichever girl she stood next to, rubbed her ass and/or her pussy through the layers of frills on her knickers. Every time this happened she paused and allowed the girls to dictate the pace. Obviously they were working to Phil’s instructions and, as soon as the hand let go, she turned and went back for another plate. All the time the guys eyes were fastened on her breasts hardly concealed by the thin top, and her nipples were responding to the constant stimulation both of her lower body by her friends, and the constant rubbing against the fabric as she bounced and swayed around the room.

  Finally, she had finished bringing in the food and fetched the wine through and this time, as she stood between each pair to pour the wine, she was rewarded by the feel of one male and one female hand caressing her legs. She spread her legs wider and instantly felt her panties pushed up into her slit by one of the hands in each case although, in the case of Susie and Bill, it had been the girl’s hand. Finally finished she sat down in a flushed and flustered state and began to eat her own meal. She could now see the whole table clearly and realized that there were cameras mounted at floor level as well as pointing at each of her friend’s crotches. From her viewpoint she had a perfect view as the meal slowly progressed, each of the men taking advantage of the potential access to the girl at his side.

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  Lizzie watched in fascination as Phil, sitting next to Carrie, with both of them facing her, dropped his hand down to Carrie’s stocking clad knee. Carrie started, looking round at Phil who was at that moment talking to Susie across the table, and carried on eating herself. The positioning of the table gave Lizzie a perfect view of Carrie’s lap and she noted out of the corner of her eye Susie also jump slightly and then relax. Obviously Bill was mirroring Phil’s behavior. With Susie and Bill sitting with their back to her, Lizzie could only guess what was happening to her blonde friend.

  The conversation ebbed and flowed around the table and Lizzie felt somewhat left out, but watching as the two men manipulated her friends, reminded herself that not being part of the action wasn’t necessarily a problem. She suddenly realized that the floor cameras would have been filming what had been happening to her, too, as she delivered the food and she blushed at the memory.

  Phil leaned over to Carrie and whispered in her ear. Lizzie couldn’t hear what Phil had said, but its import was immediately apparent to her as Carrie slumped down in her chair slightly and spread her legs apart allowing Phil to drop his hand onto the inside of her knee. It, of course, didn’t stay there long and began to massage Carrie’s leg along the inside line of the thigh. Soon it was slowly pushing the skirt upward and Phil was caressing her naked flesh above the top of the stocking.

  She spotted that Susie had also changed her position slightly. Bill had moved his chair in closer to her and was obviously stroking her leg whilst continuing to eat with the other hand. Phil looked Carrie straight in the eye and nodded, almost imperceptibly. Carrie put her fork down and slowly, gracefully, lifted herself up off the seat and flipped the skirt of the cocktail dress out from under her. Her hands dropped to her lap and lifted the front away as well. This exposed her thinly covered pussy to both Lizzie’s gaze and the floor camera. It also provided access to Phil’s plundering hand. Susie copied the maneuver and soon it was obvious from the flush behind her ears—all the skin Lizzie could see—that Bill’s fingers were at work on her heated pussy.

  In the meantime, Phil had slowly pushed Carrie’s panties to the side and exposed the obviously wet pussy slit to the cameras and was slowly and forcefully inserting first one and then two fingers into the snatch thus revealed. Carrie looked to be on the verge of another unwanted orgasm when Susie finally lost control, and the cries triggered by her orgasm echoed round the large room. Carrie followed a minute later and all the while the two guys had sat there calming talking as if nothing was happening. Obviously this was done specifically for the cameras but she had to admire the guys’ aplomb.

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  When the meal finished, Phil called Lizzie back over and instructed her to clear the plates. Staying in character, she bobbed a curtsey and began to pile the plates up prior to taking them through to the kitchen. As soon as she leaned over the table she felt Phil’s and Carrie’s hands on her legs again, and this time deliberately wiggled her ass to show her feigned appreciation. Because, this time, she could stack the empty plates, she was able to perform the task in fewer trips than before, but each visit to the table was longer. The other two girls had come at the table and, by the time she was heading back to the kitchen with the final load of crockery, she was in need for release herself. This was, of course, exactly what Phil had planned.

  Lizzie came back into the room and stood quietly between Phil and Carrie waiting for the next instruction.

  “Well, ladies, I hope you enjoyed your main course.”

  Both Carrie and Susie nodded their heads and smiled.

  “Then I hope you will enjoy savoring the desert too, won’t you?”

  Moving together, Susie and Carrie stood up and Carrie gently took hold of Lizzie’s arm and moved her around to the top of the table where Susie was now waiting for them. Lizzie now realized that her friends had been given instructions whilst she had been in the kitchen with Bill. She was the desert.

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  Lizzie found herself positioned with her back to the table, close en
ough so that she could feel its edge pressing against the top of her thighs, with her friends standing on either side of her. Susie leaned in and kissed her cheek. Carrie followed suit from the other side and Lizzie was unsure of the precise response required; she had had no instructions from Phil at this point. Susie resolved the dilemma by raising her hand to Lizzie’s chin and very gently turning Lizzie’s face toward her. She leaned forward again and planted a very gentle kiss on Lizzie’s lips. Lizzie looked straight into Susie’s eyes and saw a sparkle evident there, and then Susie very slowly and deliberately winked at her. She kissed Lizzie again, harder this time, and then again. Each kiss became harder, more urgent, more demanding. Meanwhile, Carrie had dropped to her knees next to Lizzie and was using both hands to massage Lizzie’s leg starting at the ankle and working up past the knee toward the top of her thigh. Instinctively, and knowing that was what Phil wanted, Lizzie eased her legs apart and was rewarded by Carrie bringing her hands tantalizingly close to her sex on the next pass. Under the pressure of Susie’s kiss, her lips parted and Susie’s tongue darted out to flick and tease them.

  Lizzie felt Susie slowly guiding, as much as pushing, her slowly backward onto the table. She lifted herself onto her tiptoes and managed to plant her backside on the table top and, under Susie’s coaxing, slowly scooted herself backward until her feet had left the floor. Carrie stood up and moved between Lizzie’s spread legs and helped Susie move Lizzie back until the backs of her knees were touching the table. Susie slowly laid her friend down onto the cool surface of the wooden table and resumed the kiss, coming at her friend from the side. Carrie simply ducked her head and began to trail small light kisses up the inside of Lizzie’s thighs. Lizzie shivered in pleasure, then felt Susie slowly loosening the netting top from her waist band and pushing it upward to provide access to her sensitive breasts.

  The two men were treated to the sight of the voluptuous Lizzie being exited to fever pitch, stretched out on the table in front of them. Susie broke the kiss and lifted away slightly in order to take Lizzie’s hands and lift them over her head to stretch her out along half the length of the table. This lifted her breasts and Susie simply yanked the netting up and over them to give her clear access to the nipples. Carrie had by now buried her face in Lizzie’s crotch and was mouthing her heated pussy through the fabric of the frilly panties. Her hands snaked up inside the brief skirt and, grasping the waistband, began wrestling them down. With her legs dangling, Lizzie could not raise her ass to help and, realizing this, she raised her legs to hook her heels on the edge of the table, still splayed wide in order to provide the necessary leverage.

  With her ass raised, not only was Carrie able to pull the panties down and clear of her ass, but Susie, working in concert, was able to free the back of the thin top and complete the job of freeing Lizzie’s breasts from their confinement. As Lizzie’s clean-shaven pussy came into view Carrie dived straight into it, burying her tongue in the moist slit. Susie had now dropped her mouth to Lizzie’s nearest breast and was happily devouring the nipple. Having suffered the sexual stimulation before the meal, and watching her friends being manipulated under the table during the meal, Lizzie had been supercharged before her two friends started on her. Now, with more direct stimulation, there was no holding her and as Phil extended his hand to play with her other nipple, the stimulation from three people put her over the finishing line.

  As Lizzie came down from the heights, she was aware the two girls had not stopped and that the two guys had now stood as well.

  “I think we deserve some desert too, don’t we, Bill?”

  “Absolutely, Phil, absolutely.”

  Phil moved around to stand behind Carrie who, with her face still buried in Lizzie’s pussy, was really only vaguely aware of his presence. Bill did the same with Susie but as he had been sitting very close to her with a grandstand view of the way she was attacking Lizzie’s nipple, Susie was immediately fully aware of his movement. In order to reach Lizzie, she was bent over double herself and realized instinctively that her ass and pussy were in an ideal position for the man who had fingered her to orgasm during the meal.

  Bill placed one hand in the small of Susie’s back and exerted a gentle pressure that easily informed her that she was not to move from that position. His other hand began to caress her ass through the thin skirt of the dress. At the same time Phil was doing something very similar to Carrie, although she was not stretched out quite so invitingly across the table.

  Both girls stiffened but remembered that they were supposed to continue with their ministrations to Lizzie until their friend had come more than twice and to ignore other things around them. They both now knew exactly what Phil had meant. Carrie now felt Phil sliding her skirt higher and, as he did so, his hands came back into contact with her bare thighs above the stockings.

  Bill had casually flipped Susie’s skirt up onto her back, exposing the ass cheeks clad only in the scanty panties and was now in the process of pulling her sole remaining defense—the panties—still soggy from his earlier attentions, down over her hips. She looked up across Lizzie’s heaving chest and straight into the steady red light of the video camera opposite her. She had almost forgotten them, and now remembered with a start that not only was a camera recording from each of the four sides of the table, but there was still one running pointing straight up her legs from the position it had filmed her in earlier. She felt Bill’s hand was now fondling her bare backside and, in response to the urging of his knee, spread her legs as far apart as she could, given the constriction of her panties that had only been pushed down to mid-thigh.

  Carrie was facing a similar problem as Phil had hitched her skirt up above her waist and dragged her panties down to the same position. Her face was still buried in Lizzie’s snatch and she knew that her friend was getting close to another orgasm as she felt something hot, and, oh, so familiar, touch her ass. Phil’s dick was questing for its target and she spread her legs apart to allow the access demanded of her. She needed no lubrication, she was still sopping wet from his fingering a few minutes earlier, and the way Lizzie had writhed on her tongue as she came had excited her further still.

  Phil lined his penis up with the receptive semi reclining woman and entered her. As he plunged forward he was rewarded by her bucking her hips straight back at him. Within seconds they had established a rhythm that suited them both and, as Carrie began to ride the wave of pleasure powering through her body, her tongue and mouth were wringing another just as powerful orgasm from Lizzie.

  Bill’s task was even easier as Susie, pinned in a fully reclining position, was spread open before him. He used two fingers of one hand to spread her wet slit open to accommodate him and guided the end of his shaft to the opening in front of it. He thrust all the way home with a single move and Susie grunted with pleasure around the nipple she was still sucking. Susie felt Lizzie shudder into another orgasm and came herself on only Bill’s second thrust.

  Hearing her two friends cascade into orgasm in this way pushed Carrie over the edge and, with near perfect synchronization, the two men grunted their way to orgasm at the same time. Still acting in unison, the two men withdrew and pulled the girls’ panties up to trap the moisture within. Then, tucking themselves away, they stood back and Phil told the girls to relax and stand up. For two of them this meant simply straightening up, but for Lizzie this required rather more effort.

  “Okay. Straighten up your clothes and join us in the sitting room in a couple of minutes.”

  Phil’s words demonstrated that dinner might be over but the evening quite obviously wasn’t.

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  By the time the three stepped through the archway into the adjoining sitting room the two guys had rearranged the furniture slightly and were waiting for them. Phil had, as always his camera in his hand and Bill was holding a video camera. Susie and Carrie looked reasonably normal, if somewhat flushed. Lizzie had somehow managed to get her clothing into some semblance of correctness but still man
aged to look disheveled.

  “It’s time for you to get some revenge for that, Lizzie. I think we’ll call this sequence the maid’s revenge.”

  Phil chuckled and Lizzie blew her cheeks out in a slight show of exasperation. She desperately needed a rest, not yet another sequence.

  “Carrie, if you will, please come and sit on this settee here. Good. Now, cross your legs and pick up that glass of wine. Good. From time to time sip from the glass—it is good wine, by the way. I want you to watch the other two intently. Okay? You are background for this shot at the moment.”

  “Susie, come and stand with your back to the coffee table there. Good. Lizzie, you will shortly be lying your naked body back on the glass. Okay? Don’t worry, it’s a very strong table and the glass will take a lot more than just your weight, okay?”

  Lizzie didn’t need Phil to draw her any pictures. Obviously she was going to be asked to move into shot and strip Susie and then return the favor Carrie had done for her in the dining room. When she realized the full implications of that all the color drained from her face.

  “Lizzie, come and stand in front of Susie, please. Good. Now, reach up and stroke her cheek. Good. Smile at her. Good. Susie, smile back, you know you are going to enjoy this. Much better.”

  Lizzie really felt just like the proverbial rabbit in the headlights at this moment. As ever, she knew no way to evade what was coming.