Chat and watch Ayanna

With Helen standing beside him, gently rubbing his cock, Rick watched the goings on in the break room. He was entranced by the scenes of lust and pleasure. And courtesy. He had never imagined an orgy could be so...polite.

He smiled at Helen, who seemed to have partly undressed in her office while she was getting Patty. Helen still wore her heeled shoes and stockings but above the knee she was down to just bra and panties. She held a folded towel in the hand that wasn't busy with his penis.

"Everyone seems so polite," Rick said to Helen. "And helpful."

"We hire partly for ability to get along. But mostly, Rory and I set clear standards of behavior," Helen said. "And straighten out any misunderstandings right away. Mmmm. Let's get your overcoat." She took a condom in her hand and rolled it down Rick's shaft. She smiled. "I'd use my mouth like the last time we were together, but I don't want to presume you wanted me first."

"You have great hands," Rick said. "I want you, but do you think it might look like favoritism? Should I circulate a bit?"

"People know we're acquainted," Helen said. "That's why management sent you, right? I wouldn't worry too much, but I do recommend taking advantage of break to get to know people. Since you and I can always have, let's say, a private conference."

"I'd like that, Helen," Rick said.

"Look there," Helen said, pointing toward Ayanna and her partner. "I think they're going to come together. Do you want to look closer?"

"I love watching a woman's face when she comes. We wouldn't be...?" Rick said.

"She loves being watched," said Helen. She led Rick by his latex-covered penis toward Ayanna's head.

Ayanna was bent over the width of a towel-covered desk, holding herself up on one forearm, the other hand back between her legs. Her head was tilted back, her eyes were squeezed shut and her wide red lips were parted. Ayanna's husband Stan stood by her shoulder, pinching and twisting her long, dark brown nipples.

The young sales intern took her from behind, gripping handfuls of her fleshy brown buttocks as he thrust into her. "Yeah sugar," she said. "You're gettin' me off. Grab my butt tight, really dig in! Pull my titties, Stan. Ahhhhooooowwww, mmmmm."

"You're hot today, darling," Stan said, "gettin' off on only your second pecker."

Rick and Helen watched as Ayanna stiffened, then started pumping her hips hard and back at her young partner. He dug his fingers tightly into her buttocks to keep from getting thrown off, but he couldn't hold back his orgasm. He let out a loud "Ah!" with his first spurt, then "Uh! Uh! Uh!" as Ayanna's butt pounded his belly.

Ayanna's face strained with the intense sensations building to a peak inside her. "Eeeee-yah!" she yelled as she got off.

Stan twisted hard on her nipples. "Get it, Aya, that's my girl!"

"AH!" she cried. "God. Fucking. Bless... Ahhhhhh!"

"I love it when you come, sugar," Stan said, "The more you come, the more you want."

Helen whispered to Rick, "Doesn't she have a beautiful come face? You can see everything she's feeling."

Rick whispered back, "I'm always happier when I know the cops are getting good sex."

Helen laughed and squeezed Rick's erect prick. "In the mood to participate, or shall we look for another good show?"

The young intern stepped back, spent, holding his condom on at the base so it wouldn't spill.

"Ahh-Yeah!" Ayanna said. "Thank YOU, young man! Stan honey, get me a cup of water. Then I'll be ready for who's next."