by Bridy McAvoy
“I need to probe it a little while Dave rotates it, okay? I think it might be easier if you scooted back up the bed and lay down.”
“Okay.”
Julia felt like a spare part as the two men swapped places. To allow Alan access, she had to move further up her bed as well. Even so, his thigh was touching hers and she could feel the heat coming off his leg. She shivered but hoped he didn’t notice. Glancing up, she could see Dave staring at her. Alan might not have noticed her reaction, but he had.
Alan started to manipulate Josie’s leg while Dave stood at the foot of the bed and lifted and lowered and rotated Josie’s leg according to Alan’s instructions. Julia noticed Josie had put an arm over her eyes so she didn’t have to watch as the two men checked her over. She did let out an occasional yelp, but nothing more. She also noticed the way Josie’s skirt slid up every time they moved her leg.
“Let’s just check the other one too. I can see that’s reddened as well.”
Julia could see her friend trying not to blush as they transferred their attention to her other leg, and it was apparent to all of them that Josie had far more freedom of movement with that leg. When she bent it at the hip, they pushed until the leg formed a perfect L shape and Josie had little or nothing in the way of pain. Julia saw Dave’s eyes widen and realized he could see up under the skirt, and was looking at Josie’s transparent white panties. Suddenly the situation started to gain a far more sexual overtone.
Alan motioned for Dave to switch back to her other leg, the one that really hurt, and Josie moaned a little as the two men brought the leg up, bent almost as much as the other good leg had been. Josie seemed oblivious to the fact her skirt was now scrunched up above her thighs, virtually the whole of her panties on show. Given how much was revealed through the lace, it meant virtually the whole of her too. Alan sat back, but Dave kept her leg elevated. Julia flinched a little as she felt Alan’s hand touch her knee.
“Well, the good news is you’ve not broken anything. I suspect you might well have pulled a couple of muscles, but nothing a couple of days rest wouldn’t fix.”
“Oh.”
“You weren’t in the woods with us today, were you?”
“No.”
“Then I strongly recommend you don’t go out there tomorrow.” He turned to Julia with a shrug. “Seeing as standing instructions are that the woods are only tackled in teams of two, never alone, I guess that messes your Quest up too.”
“No worries. She was the one keen to come here.”
“Now that we know how she is, how about you?”
“I’m fine.”
“And what were you doing as your friend was having sex?”
“I… None of your business.” Julia knew her blush would be giving her away, but she had to deny the truth, merely for decorum’s sake.
“But you weren’t on a wooden floor?”
“I wasn’t doing anything.”
“Then why does your knee jump every time I ask you a question, and why are you blushing?”
“I don’t think it’s relevant. After all, she’s your patient.”
She could feel Alan’s hand slide up her leg, just underneath the hem of her skirt. Dave seemed to be watching what his friend was doing, and Josie seemed to have stopped whimpering at every movement. She glanced across to see Josie watching her too. Her friend seemed to have that look in her eye that said, these two are handsome enough, and I wouldn’t say no.
Alan leaned in closer to her, his hand sliding higher under her skirt, his fingers getting closer and closer to the top of her legs. “What are you doing? She’s your patient.”
He shook his head. “I don’t have a patient. What I have is a very beautiful woman who’s not objecting to the way I’m touching her body.”
“I am objecting.” She jumped as his hand slid from her leg onto the front of her panties. She could see Dave had lowered Josie’s leg to the bed and was crouching between them, his hands rubbing the inside of the brunette’s thighs.
“If you’re objecting, why are your panties wet?”
“Because I’d just had a shower and I had to get dressed quickly because you were coming.”
He chuckled and shook his head. She shifted her weight then cursed as she realized that movement had allowed him better access to her slit. She had no doubt he took it as deliberate on her part.
“Nope. Your hair is dry and your friend’s is wet, so you had your shower first, and dried off well before your friend left the shower. So, no, that’s not the reason. Maybe there’s another one?”
She gasped as he pressed the ends of his fingers against her slit. Her outer lips parted and he pressed the blue lace in between them. She knew her pussy was wet. Being this close to two good-looking guys had done things to her. Watching Josie’s inadvertent display, or given the way her friend was now reacting, not so inadvertent, the display had fired her up too. She tried not to watch as Josie accepted Dave’s head between her legs, trying to close her ears to the rising moans of pleasure coming from the other bed.
“Your friend is obviously not in as much pain as you thought, is she?”
“I guess not.”
“So, since my services as a doctor are no longer required…”
His lips met hers with a fierceness that took her breath away. Earlier in the day, when first Chris and then Andy had kissed her, they’d been gentle, then slowly increased the passion. Alan was a different kettle of fish entirely. His tongue speared past her lips, finding hers and flicking at it before sliding over it to explore every part of her mouth he could reach. Once more, she found herself falling onto a bed in the embrace of a stranger. She shivered. It couldn’t be happening…it shouldn’t be happening…but it was.
As she fell back, he slid to the side, and guided her down onto the bed, cradling her to make sure her head didn’t hit the wall behind the bed. His fingers found the hem of her T-shirt. She’d left it loose, not having time to tuck it in, and pulled it up. Once again, she was being taken along at a quickening pace, buffeted by the raw feelings welling up inside her. All this time he’d kept his hand up under her skirt, working on her mound, never letting up. Her arousal levels soared as he exposed the cups of her bra. She tried not to look but when she did glance over, Josie had allowed Dave to take possession of her. Her T-shirt was tangled around her neck and the brunette’s bra was undone, her skirt around her waist. By the way Josie was writhing as she held Dave’s head in place, he had her panties held to one side so he could press his tongue into her.
Julia hadn’t doubled up like this since college, and then only a couple of times, and the thought of doing so now sparked a raging fire in her core. She moaned up into Alan’s mouth, arching her back as his hand sought to find and undo the clip on her bra.
Earlier in the day she’d been stripped naked and the man, Andy, had been fully dressed. She had no intention of allowing a repeat of that. If he was going to feast his eyes on her flesh, she had every expectation of doing the same. Her fingers tugged on his shirt, pulling it from his waistband and yanking it up his back. Alan broke the kiss and sat up, towering over her. He reached down, grabbed hold of his shirt as her hands fell away, and pulled it up and off over his head, displaying a well-muscled chest and just the slightest hint of a six-pack. Julia deliberately licked her lips.
“Your turn, baby.”
She raised an eyebrow but knew what he meant. She sensed rather than saw the other pair had stopped to look, Dave now supine on top of Josie, but she didn’t care now, the heat of the moment carrying her on.
Pushing herself to sit up, with Alan swaying back to give her room, she crossed her arms in front of her and pulled her shirt off over her head. Her bra was loose and, as she lowered her arms, it slid down, revealing her breasts capped with hard nipples that drew three pairs of eyes straight to them.
“I’m one ahead of you now, fella. Lose those jeans.”
“I didn’t realize it was a competition.”
“Lose t
hem.” Julia swiveled to face the other bed. “You two as well. We’re not going to be the only ones naked in this room.”
Josie chuckled and nudged Dave to roll off her. She winced slightly as she pushed herself into a sitting position and reached down for her shirt. Julia was torn between the provocative display by her friend as she revealed her breasts, and the sight of Alan matter-of-factly stripping off his jeans to reveal navy boxers covering his straining erection.
Josie turned to her guy. “Your turn, sweetie. Let this fox see the rabbit.”
“Haven’t got one of those with me, but mine doesn’t need batteries.” Josie giggled but kept her eyes riveted on Dave as he stripped off his shirt then stood at the foot of the bed, pushing his jeans and boxers down in one go. His cock stuck straight out from his body, long, thick, and proud. Josie gasped at the sight.
Julia’s attention returned to Alan as he removed his underwear, revealing a cock just as hard as his friend’s.
“Your turn again, baby. Get naked. In fact, both of you get naked.”
Julia lifted her butt from the bed as she eased the elasticated waist of the skirt under her hips, a few seconds later dragging her now soaking panties down onto her thighs. From the corner of her eye, she could see Josie doing the same thing. Neither guy stepped forward to help as they eased their clothes down past their knees. Dave did step forward to help Josie then, probably because of her hurt knee, but Alan just stood and watched as she exposed herself to him.
“Fuck! You are gorgeous.”
She shivered as she kicked her clothing away, lying there naked in front of him. His eyes raked up and down her body and she had to give him credit—he didn’t glance at the other bed at all as he climbed onto the foot of the bed and slithered up over her body.
Once more, their lips met, and she could feel his hardness pressing against her stomach. It just made her wetter than ever, more than ready for the actual act. Josie was moaning deep in her throat as Dave matched his friend move for move.
Julia slowly spread her legs apart, allowing Alan’s legs to sink between her thighs. He moved down a little, his lips catching and sucking on her nipple. She groaned and arched her back as his teeth softly bit down. He started to slide lower, but she caught him.
“No, not that. I want you inside me.”
“Your wish is my command, baby.”
She lifted her legs, rotating her pelvis then straightening her knees, pointing her feet toward the ceiling and giving him total access to her. Alan wasted no time lining himself up with her opening and then nudging forward. She felt him touch her outer lips and tensed a little then relaxed as he pushed between them. She’d been right. She was wet; wet enough to accept him, and even more so than she had been this morning with Andy.
She pushed down, pulling him into her, and he slid a couple of inches inside her channel. She could feel her lips seal around his shaft, just behind the ridge of the cockhead, and groaned again. He pushed a bit more; a bit further. They heard Josie groan too and Julia guessed Dave was entering her as well.
Alan finished pushing into her and dropped to his elbows either side of her, his face just above hers. She lowered her legs, crossing her ankles behind his butt, and arched her back to draw every tenth of an inch into her that she could. He slowly started to pull out and she gasped, shuddering as he drove all the way back in. After a couple of thrusts, he started to fuck her in earnest and she could hear the bed starting to squeak as he pushed harder and harder into her. Her heels seemed to beat a staccato beat against his butt. She turned her head to one side, suddenly desperate to see what was happening on the other bed.
It too was squeaking as Dave pushed himself into her friend and pulled out again. They weren’t consciously coordinating their movements, but the beds appeared to be squeaking in perfect counterpoint, just as they had in the college dorm so many years ago, although it had been different partners, and a different roommate.
Arousal built inside her as Alan concentrated on fucking her harder and harder. The orgasm crashed over her and she stiffened and shook underneath him. She groaned in passion, then watched as Josie did the same thing, her friend’s face also turned so she could watch her as well.
A couple of minutes later Alan also came and groaned, his arms giving way. She carefully uncrossed her feet and spread her legs out to the side, breathing hard as he lifted himself up and slipped out of her.
He sat up and she lifted herself onto one elbow, watching as Dave continued to fuck Josie. Sensing he had an audience seemed to push him over the edge and he too came inside Josie before pulling out. He was, however, careful not to knock Josie’s injured leg as he climbed off the bed.
Silence reigned in the room as both men dressed.
Alan smiled down at her, his eyes raking over her naked form one last time, then turning his head so he could do the same with her brunette friend, lying gasping on the other bed. Julia was sure Dave was doing the same, but she kept her eyes on Alan.
“Right, ladies. We’ll see you at dinner in an hour. Be good. And, Josie, be careful on that leg, no dancing.”
They opened the door and stepped out, closing it quickly, and the two women were suddenly alone again.
“Are you okay, sweetie?”
Josie gave her a lazy smile. “I’m okay now, even if the knee still fucking hurts. Sorry, we’ll miss tomorrow now.”
Julia gave her a grin. “Don’t worry about it, we have a bigger problem.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. In an hour we’re going to be sitting down to dinner in a large group. Of that group at least four men know we put out real easy. How many passes do you think we’ll be fending off?”
Josie grinned. “That’s up to you, girlfriend. We can always use the sock on the doorknob code, although, after what just happened, I wouldn’t say either of us are bothered. Now, let me rest the knee for five minutes while you grab another quick shower. Then I’ll get cleaned up and we can go down there and have every man we can reach eating out of our hands—or our pussies for that matter.”
“Sounds like a plan. Commando?”
“Definitely, girlfriend. This is definitely a no underwear kind of evening.”
Julia’s Revenge
Julia looked up from her screen as she sensed someone standing next to her desk. Andrea smiled down at her. Julia did a quick double-take. It was rare indeed for the executive secretaries to venture down from the floor above, and she couldn’t remember her own boss’s secretary, Andrea, ever doing so. It wasn’t that they were standoffish at all, just usually rushed off their feet.
“Hiya. What brings you down here?”
“Lunchtime. Coffee up the road?”
“Okay…?”
“Tell you then. It’s important.”
Julia nodded her acceptance and Andrea moved across the office. She watched as she stopped and spoke to Karen, one of Julia’s staff. After a short conversation that probably matched their own, she moved off. Karen turned around to her and raised an eyebrow, but Julia just shrugged. A few moments later she saw Andrea talking to Josie too.
She watched, mystified, as Andrea headed back to the elevator and waited for it, her foot tapping impatiently. As the elevator doors closed, Julia turned back toward her work but not before meeting Josie’s equally puzzled stare.
Dead on twelve-thirty, she logged her computer out and grabbed her purse. All around her, half the office was doing the same thing. The other half had their lunches later, keeping the office manned.
Karen walked over to her, those impossibly long legs lengthened by three-inch heels, so she towered over everyone else. “I’ll be five minutes. Got to run an errand first. Then I’ll be there.”
“Fine. You want me to order?”
“Skinny latte will be fine. I’ve already got sandwiches.”
“You know I’m not officially supposed to approve of you eating at your desk.”
“So? You do it, so do at least half the staff.” Karen headed for the mel
ee in front of the elevator.
Julia wandered off to Josie’s desk. Josie was on the phone and held up one finger to let Julia know how long she’d be, then managed to kill the call in thirty seconds. “Let’s get out of this madhouse before it rings again.”
“Problems?”
“Yeah. Warehouse staff aren’t happy about their bonuses being so low. Serves the stupid fuckers right for not working hard enough on Fridays, but will they listen?”
Julia chuckled. Friday picking performance, or the lack of, had been a bone of contention between the warehouse and all departments of the office for as long as she could remember. When the new bonus scheme had been introduced two months ago, everyone, at least in the office block, had hoped everything would sort itself out. Clearly, no such luck and Josie’s department, seeing as they did the wages, was the one catching the flack.
They walked down the block together, as Julia filled Josie in on what little she knew. In fact, the only thing she knew that Josie didn’t, was that Karen would be five minutes late.
Andrea was already in the queue when they walked into the coffee shop and Josie grabbed a booth while Julia went to help her with the order.
“Karen?”
“Five minutes—got an errand apparently.”
“Okay.”
“What’s this about? Not like you to be cloak and dagger.”
“I’m not…not really…but let’s wait for your long-legged friend, okay?” She turned to the barista as the geeky guy finished serving the previous customer. “Two lattes, one skinny latte, and a double shot macchiato.”
“Coming right up.”
As they waited for the drinks, Julia scanned the room. Josie had got them the window booth, which had the advantage of having the short corridor for the cloakrooms next to it, making it a little separated from the other seating. She mimed drinking, to get them to hurry up, but they were pinned in place by the barista’s speed.
Eventually, they managed to get their drinks and settle into the seats just as Karen walked in. As ever, the tall young woman turned heads, not least because the hemline on her mini-skirt was pretty close to eye-level for most of the sitting men. Her tall heels just exaggerated that effect. They could see the slow smile playing on Karen’s lips. As always, she knew exactly the affect she was having, and she was loving it.