Just shoot me, Gordon.

Somewhere behind you, Melanie is keening out her pleasure. Anita, Mark's date, has brought her to another orgasm with her gold-ringed fingers. Anita herself lets out little yips of excitement that sound like she's on the edge herself.

You kneel on the rug, straddling Melissa Cole's wicked tongue while her husband Gordon feeds his hot, swollen prick to your mouth.

"Miss Doe... may I call you John," Gordon says, "Your sweet, delicious mouth has brought my weapon to the point of discharge. If that's what you're after, you shall have it shortly. Otherwise it would be time for a change."

You release his prick and look up to answer him. The heft and heat of his prick have decided you, even if he might not last long. "Of course. May I turn and have you take me from the rear, sir?"

"I may not last long, John. And do call me Gordon."

You say, "Don't worry about holding back. Just shoot me, Gordon."

"Ah," said Melissa. She sits up with a smile. "My darling, let me fetch a towel. No mistake, Miss Doe, my husband wields a fire hose, and you will want one in a minute. Unless you would prefer him covered?"

"It's quite all right if you do," Gordon says.

"Perhaps so," you say.

Melissa pats your arm. "Don't go away, John, we'll have Gordon ready in a jiffy." She gets up and opens a drawer nearby.

You smile at Gordon, whose breathing has slowed a bit, but whose prick is still rampant and radiating heat. Picking a place you can survey the room, you kneel down and stick out your bum at your boss's husband.

"What a pretty picture," Gordon says to your behind.

You look about the room. On the couch, Martin, the African Adonis, is still engaged in a co-operative effort with Marcia's husband Dan to fill her cunt.

"See Martin," Marcia says, caressing Martin's head as he enters her from the front. "I told you Dan didn't mind. We had such a good fuck when I told him how I got you at work. How I was brushing you with my bum for days till you started touching me back, and finally I bent over and let you take me! Yes, suck my nipples, Martin, I love that! Yes! Stick your prick in deep! God, I love it! Oh, move your prick, Dan, I want to feel you too! Yes! I'm in heaven!"

Dan grunts as Martin's thrusting cock rubs up against his own inside Marcia's cunt. Martin sighs and smacks his lips against the nipples of Marcia's full breasts.

Gordon kneels down behind you. You feel his broad, warm hands caressing your buttocks. Melissa is cheerfully opening a condom wrapper to suit her husband's prick up for an adulterous liaison with her newest employee -- yourself. You stick your bum out a little more.

From your new angle, you can see Melanie and Anita. The young blonde secretary is on her knees, head pillowed on her elbows, facing away from the East Indian college girl. Melanie's nude body seems to be glowing pink with Anita's attentions.

"Melanie, you've got me so wound up, I want to try something wild with you." Anita asks. "My mum said that she used to do it with her girlfriends at college. But I won't do it if you feel it's too nasty."

"Ah, uh, if it's anything like the other things you did, it must be fabulous, Anita," Melanie says. "What is it?"

"May I lick your bumhole while I touch you?" Anita asks.

"Tonight? Yes. Anything," Melanie says. She giggles alcoholically. "That's not too narsty. That's a'most sweet. I thought you were going to tie me up and pinch me black and blue or put me in the bath and do something unspeakable."

Anita bends her head to Melanie's round pink rear cheeks. One hand works on Melanie's clit while the other tumbles the gold ring in Anita's own clit hood. Anita's wet tongue tip curls out to touch Melanie's anus and starts circling.

"Oh! Wow. Yes. Oh! Ha ha! That tickles! That tickles! That... Ooh hoo ha ha ha ha ha!!" Melanie rises from a giggle fit into the spasms of a giggling orgasm.

"Steady up, John," Melissa says from behind you. She puts a hand on your buttocks. "My husband says he has something for you."

"Are you ready, John?" Gordon asks.

"Please," you say. "I've been ready for we... Ooh!" Melissa's deft fingers part your labia, circle her husband's lubricated prick head round the outside, and lodge it inside you. It feels so good, you push back on it. Good. Big. Hot. Oh. "Oh yes," you moan. "Oh yes, it's been so long." You work yourself onto Gordon's shaft. Gordon starts pushing back at you.

"Poor Mark," Melissa says to Anita's boyfriend. "You've been so patient. But I see you haven't let us down. Still up and ready. I can see you're looking for something to do with that beautiful hard prick."

"Can I...?" he starts to ask, no doubt wanting to call in Melissa's promise from earlier.

"Certainly dear," Melissa says. "But I see your girlfriend is making this a night for novelty. I wouldn't suggest this to just anyone, but I wanted to let you know you have a window of opportunity to do someone a good turn. My husband is too shy to ask, but I know he would be pleased to have you slip your prick into his arse before he comes in Miss Doe's delicious cunt. And you can do mine next. No hard feelings if you just want me, dear. So what do you think?"

You barely follow this byplay as Gordon's wonderful, big, warm prick thrusts inside you.