Have Helen and Stan warm her up.

"Now I'd like to extend an invitation, Mister Hart," Ayanna said. The queen-sized Afro-American security officer smiled broadly, still bent over the table where the young intern had been fucking her from behind. Her face was damp with sweat after her recent orgasm between the young intern's cock thrusts and her husband's fingers twisting her nipples.

"Call me Rick, please, at least on break," he said.

"Thanks, Rick, sugar," Ayanna said. "My sugar mine's still achin' for more digging, so I'd love to have you get on in. It tickles my fancy to know that you were Helen's hot ride. If you been wondering about Lucky Pierre like Helen said, I know Stan would love to run his pole up your booty while you're up into me." Stan smiled and nodded. "Or if you ain't in a hurry, c'mon up and stand here," she said. "My mouth's cock hungry too, and you look like you got a tasty one hanging out there with Helen squeezing on it." She smacked her lips at Rick's latex-covered cock. "Where do you want to start out, sugar? Got any other ideas?"

Helen was still gently caressing Rick's cock.

"Aya honey," Stan interjected, "You be wanting any miners in your back shaft?"

"Maybe tonight at home, honeybear, you can pole mama's booty, but today she's not wanting anything bigger than a finger," Ayanna said. "I bet Rory could fix you up with someone if you're wanting to shaft some booty now."

"Will you be wanting my tool, Mr. Hart?" the facilities manager asked. Rick thought of Stan and Ayanna as Jack Sprat and his wife.

"Thank you, Mr. Washington," Rick said. "I'm not quite ready to give that a try today, but I would love to see you -- to see you and Helen -- warm up your wife for me." He looked to Ayanna. "And then I'd be pleased to dig in your sugar mine, Ayanna. If that would be all right for you."

Ayanna slapped her butt. "Let's get going!"

"Stan, let me line someone up for you," Helen said. "We don't want to run out of break time. I'll go ask Rory."

"Thank you kindly, Ms. Giles," Stan said. "It's good to know the boss is looking out for you."

Helen let go of Rick's penis and went to look for Aurora Mishkin, the safety specialist.

Stan started by massaging his wife's buttocks, squeezing and spreading them. He snapped on some fresh gloves, added a few drops of lubricant, and got to work on her pussy.

"Oh honey, you do me good," Ayanna told her husband. "I love how you use your hands."

Rick watched as Stan masturbated his wife. His thin brown arms worked between her legs. His gloved hands spread her pussy lips, squeezed them, rubbed here and there in little circles. Rick smiled as Stan's motions revealed flashes of the bright pink center of Ayanna's pussy, usually hidden by her dark brown labia. Stan's own penis throbbed with a firm erection. Rick could smell the rich scent of Ayanna's arousal as Stan worked her pussy.

Helen returned. "Stan, Rory herself said she would be open to receiving anal intercourse from you. Sound good?"

"Ms. Rory's ass is quite fine. My pole and I would be pleased to get back acquainted."

"Rory'll be here in two shakes once she takes care of Penny," Helen said.

The loud moans of a woman reaching orgasm filled the break room. Rick looked over to see Penny Chang, the pony-tailed woman from the stair-step machine. Her face was flushed red. Her head was tilted up, pulled back by her ponytail which was gripped in Rory Mishkin's small pink fist. The pixie-ish, curly-haired brunette was wearing a harnessed dildo and energetically fucking Penny from behind while the thumb of one gloved hand was working in Penny's butthole.

Helen stepped up and joined Stan at Ayanna's rear end. She started as he had, by caressing and squeezing Ayanna's broad buttocks. She put on gloves and lubricated her fingertips. One hand went directly to Ayanna's butthole and circled round and round.

"Ooh baby," Ayanna said. "Nobody touches my ass like you, Helen."

Stan cleared his throat, but his hands kept working away, stroking Ayanna's pussy lips.

"Sorry lover-boy, you're best all round, but Helen, she just touches me there and whoo girl!" Ayanna said. "She's good on my clitty, too. The other girls, they don't have the touch."

"I learned this stroke from Rory, so I shouldn't take all the credit," Helen said, continuing to circle Ayanna's butthole with her fingertips.

"Rory, she don't have the slow hand," Ayanna said. She rolled her shoulders and swayed her head from side to side. "And Helen, girl, you do, you do-be-do-be-do. Ooh!" Ayanna rolled her hips up and down, responding to Helen's and Stan's caressing fingers.

Rick noticed that Helen's other hand was gently teasing Stan's balls. He seemed to appreciate the attention, swinging his hips a tiny bit with Helen's touch. Rick looked down at his own penis, which was still mostly erect, kept high by the closeness of Ayanna's powerful sexuality, radiating a hot charge in all directions.

"I think we'd better get you in, Mister Hart," Stan said. "Aya, are you ready, sugar?"

"Get that man in me, honey-boy," Ayanna said. She stopped undulating her hips, tilting them up and back to present herself for rear entry.

Stan shifted his hands to spread his wife's buttocks, parting her dark inner labia to reveal her bright pink vaginal entrance. Helen grabbed a bottle of lubricant and drizzled some on Rick's condom, though Ayanna looked wet enough that it might not matter. She also moistened the fingertips which were still busy rubbing and circling Ayanna's butthole.

Aurora Mishkin, the petite, energetic safety specialist, appeared beside Rick's group. She smiled to Rick and Helen and nodded thoughtfully, looking at the gloves and condoms and lubricant and good safety practices being observed. Satisfied that the others were playing safely, Rory opened one of several nylon pouches she wore around her hips and extracted a small tube of lubricant with a tapering nozzle. She snapped off the closure and inserted the tip between her little cupcake buttocks, closing her eyes as she squeezed the cool, slippery gel inside herself. The first tube went into one of the break room's numerous waste bins and a second tube's contents joined the first.

"Rick honey," Ayanna said, "I'm waiting."

Rick pulled his attention back to the waiting womb of the queen-sized Black security guard, held open by her husband as Helen's teasing fingertips worked in the vicinity. He stroked his penis a couple of times, spreading the slippery lubricant around, and stepped up to enter Ms. Washington's hungry pussy.

Helen laughed softly and smiled at Rick as he penetrated Ayanna. "You look so happy, Rick," she said.

Ayanna's hot, wet channel took Rick's penis smoothly and deeply until his pelvis bumped into her butt. "Aahhh," Rick said.

"Ooh mama," Ayanna said. "Your dick's a good fit in me, Rick. I hope you can come dig in my sugar mine again while you're here."

Stan withdrew his hands. "All yours for now, Mister Hart," he said. "Treat my girl right, hear?"

Rick blinked his eyes. He wasn't used to carrying on much of a conversation like this, but he tried for politeness' sake. "Thanks Mr. Washington," Rick panted out. "And thank you Ayanna. Oh yeah."

"Yeah, sugar," Ayanna said. "Move in me, boy, do me."

"I'm ready for you any time, Stan," Rory said, lining up beside Ayanna and patting her modest buttocks and shaking her hips. Her petite figure looked boyish beside Ayanna's queenly hourglass curves, but Rick admired the perky wiggle that Rory used to flaunt the assets she had.

"You come round the table the other way, Rory, I want to see my man drillin' you," Ayanna said. "Yeah, like that, Rick honey, keep doin' it."

"Oh, all right," Rory said, She moved to the other side of the table and set up a non-skid footrest to elevate her a few inches. Stan wasn't tall, but Rory was short, and having Rory stand on something helped them line up more comfortably.

Rick relaxed into his coital connection with Ayanna, slowly and rhythmically fucking the big Black woman from behind as she bent over for him. He heard her breath hiss with pleasure as he slowly picked up his pace. At some point he heard Stan and Rory groan as they made their own, tighter connection with Stan's cock up Rory's ass. The safety specialist's face was showing a dark red flush under her olive complexion. A click and a low buzz signaled Rory starting to use a vibrator on herself while Stan moved carefully with short, slow strokes in and out. Helen kept caressing and teasing Ayanna's asshole as Rick continued to fuck Ayanna.

Ayanna's breath caught and speeded up. Her voice changed to a higher tone. "Oh Rick sugar, you're doin me good, you're doin' me good sweet man, oh yeah," It amused Rick to hear the high, breathy tone in her voice. "Keep doin' it, do me harder, faster sugar. Oh yeah Helen, you do me too."

Rick felt Ayanna's muscles squeezing down on his penis, which swelled bach at her internal touch. "I'm gonna come soon, Ayanna," Rick said.

"God bless you, Rick, I'm almost there too," Ayanna said, "Stan honey, let me suck your fingers. Mmmff! Uh huh-ey, mmm, mmm," she said, muffled by her husband's fingers.

Rick's own concentration narrowed as he neared orgasm. Ayanna's broad buttocks, her hot, wet vagina squeezing and relaxing, Helen's gloved hand circling Ayanna's butthole, any second now...

But first to climax was Rory. Her face flushed brick red, her eyes squinted to slits, and her body stiffened. The buzzing vibrator took her up and over the top as Stan's cock moved in her ass. A faint whimper came from her closed lips.

"Ah fuck, you make me come!" Stan cried out. "AH!" A few ragged thrusts, and he followed Rory up and over. "Ahhhhh!" he cried, as his face screwed tight with orgasm.

"Oh honey, get it, get it, get it Stan!" Ayanna called. "Fill her little booty while she comes, honey."

Helen shifted the angle of her hand and changed to a quick little vibrating rhythm with her gloved fingertips on Ayanna's butthole.

"Oh Helen baby, yeah!" Ayanna cried.

Rick picked up the pace, feeling his own cock threatening to swell and spit and come. For him, the room tightened down into a tiny realm full of heat and sweat and skin and curves and folds and female odors and fuck and Helen's clever fingers working Ayanna's ass.

"Yeah, do it now!" Ayanna said. Helen changed her angle once again and pressed firmly. Two of Helen's fingers entered Ayanna's ass. "Oooh yeah girl, up my booty!"

Rick felt Ayanna squeezing his penis again, harder this time. He gave in, letting his hips move freely, pounding himself into her. The sweet ache expanded from the base of his cock and exploded in all directions, filling his body with the warm light of pleasure.

Rick came to himself again, sitting on a chair in the corner while Helen's employees cleaned up and rearranged things after break. He made a mental note of the most beautiful or memorable nakednesses he saw as people cleaned up, dressed up, or wandered toward the showers.