Answer the door to Melanie

After the antics of yourself and your boss on top of his body, Dan lies back exhausted, so plainly he is not going to answer the door. As for you, you are still impaled upon the Woolley mammoth. You flop forwards over Dan’s body, whilst Melissa slides her fingers out of your arse, wipes them off on her thigh and then, brisk and efficient as ever, she takes charge by opening the door to the newcomer.

Silhouetted in the doorway is department secretary, Melanie. Her blonde hair is dishevelled and her breasts seem to be more than usually spilling out of her low-cut short red party dress. In addition her vision is slightly impaired by the presence of sticky white sperm caked onto her spectacles. Some more of it can be found drying in her hair and sliding down her cheek.

“Do come in, Melanie,” her boss smiles warmly, ever the genial hostess. “Come and join our ménage a tr… well quatre now – although I suspect that Dan may be out of it for a bit.”

With that, Melissa goes to give her secretary a friendly kiss on the cheek, but rather than a simple peck, she takes the opportunity to lick the spunk off of the younger woman’s face.

“Hmmm…” she comments, licking her lips. “Am I to assume that my husband is responsible for your slightly flustered appearance.”

“I’m afraid so,” the younger woman smiles demurely, “but don’t worry, I think I disarmed him.”

“Its not his arm you should worry about,” Melissa smiles back.

“So, is there any room in here for me? Or should I go somewhere else?” asks Melanie.

“Its sardines,” replies Melissa. “We’ll make room. Why don’t you take a seat down there?”

“Where?”

“On Dan’s face, of course.”

“Don’t I get a say in this?” asks Dan.

“Not unless you’ve got anything else you can bring to the party right at this moment.”

“Give me fifteen minutes and I’m sure I could come up with something,” counters Dan.

“Then in fifteen minutes we’ll renegotiate,” comments Melissa with finality. “Melanie, you’re letting a draught in.”

Obligingly, Melanie steps into the room. You straighten to give her space and the secretary lifts the hem of her short dress as she lowers herself onto Dan’s waiting tongue. You assume that she is not currently wearing panties. You feel Dan’s member stirring slightly within you as her nether regions approach, then suddenly you are confronted by the pretty young twenty-year-old, who gasps as Dan’s lapping tongue quickly finds its target.

“John and Melanie, have you been properly introduced yet?” Asks Melissa, continuing to play hostess.

“Well we’ve spoken to each other at work…” you begin.

“I don’t think that’s quite what Melissa was talking about,” smiles Melanie. With that, the secretary leans forward, lifts your chin with her finger and plants a soft kiss on your lips. You think it only polite to respond and soon you are actively eating each others faces. Although he can’t see what’s going on, you feel Dan growing harder within you.

As you continue to kiss the young blonde woman, you feel experienced hands grasp and fondle your breasts, tweaking the nipples and sending pulses of pleasure through your body. At the same time, you feel Melissa’s lips and teeth begin to chew tenderly at your ear. With a guilty start, you remember that it was supposed to be your turn to pleasure her.

When the ten minutes is up…