Lunch With Sherry

Sarah knew that each woman in the club would be having private visits with her, and so she wasn't surprised when one day Emily showed up at her office to tell her about Sherry's request. After Emily left, Sarah called Sherry's office to make the arrangements.

On the day of her appointment, Sarah adjusted her clothes one last time. She was riding the elevator up to the Abe and Christiansen offices, at the top of the tallest building in town. Sherry Abe had invited her for lunch. She had chosen to wear a plain, white, button-down shirt that hugged her breasts nicely, a grey a-line skirt, her sensible flat shoes. Basic professor clothes, with the notable exception that she wasn't wearing a bra or panties. 'Not like I'm going to need any of it,' she thought.

The elevator stopped and she got out. The same beautiful secretary was sitting in the ostentatious front office.

"I'm here for a lunch date," said Sarah.

"Welcome back, Professor Osbourne," said the woman. "Debbie will show you to the lunchroom."

A hidden door opened in the wall, and Debbie stepped out. She was a buxom, all-American beauty. Sarah knew her well, as they had both served at a tea party together.

"This way, Professor," said Debbie. Sarah stepped through the door and into a hallway in the main part of the office. She heard normal office sounds -- phones, typing, muted voices, the air conditioner. She saw one person cross the hallway but otherwise no one. 'Hard at work,' she thought.

"Please take off your clothes here," said Debbie. "You remember the rules?"

Sarah wasn't very happy about disrobing here in the hall, but she started taking off her clothes anyway. "Yes," said Sarah. "Just be naked and act like nothing is different, even if someone touches me."

"That's right." Sarah handed her clothes over, and watched as Debbie put them into a small cupboard, then turned and walked down the hall. Debbie wore a dress and heels, and Sarah watched her ass sway as they walked. She was feeling a little turned on already.

Debbie opened a labeled "Partner Lounge," and they went in.

Sherry Abe, a 40-year-old, petite Asian woman, was already there. She rose, with a big smile on her face. "Sarah! I'm so happy you could make it for lunch!"

Sarah approached and Sherry gave her a peck on the cheek. Sarah was expecting to be groped, maybe, but Sherry did not touch her.

"Have a seat," she said. Then, to Debbie, "Please see if our other guest has arrived."

"Other guest?" said Sarah. "I thought it was just going to be the two of us."

"Oh, no, I thought it would be nice to invite Emily. I've been so appreciative of her work as well, you know," came the reply.

Debbie left to go back to the foyer, and Sarah sat down next to Sherry. 'Sherry really is quite beautiful', she thought. Sherry was petite -- Sarah, who was average-height, felt like she towered over her. Sherry was of Japanese descent, Sarah thought. She was very thin, like a distance runner, and had small breasts. Her teeth were perfect and she had lovely brown eyes set in a finely-featured, symmetric face.

Sarah expected Sherry to at least check out her naked body, but Sherry kept her eyes on Sarah's face as they made a bit of small talk. After a couple of minutes, Debbie arrived again, opening the door to let Emily in.

Emily was quite tall and had long, red hair. Today she wore it up in a bun, and wore a pretty blue sun dress and pumps. The dress was cut low enough that you could see her cleavage ,and short enough that you could see her beautiful, muscular legs. 'She's hot,' thought Sarah. The thought made her a little horny.

"Hi Sarah!" said Emily loudly. Debbie pulled out a chair, and Emily sat down at Sarah's other side. The three of them were now lined up along one side of a rectangular table that had been set for lunch. Emily also didn't seem to pay any attention to Sarah's naked body.

Debbie said, "I'll be right back with drinks," and left the room. Sherry, Emily, and Sarah continued to talk, and after a few minutes, Debbie returned carrying a tray with three pitchers.

"Fresh lemonade," she announced. She put a pitcher in front of each of them. Sarah noticed immediately that her lemonade was a slightly different color than the others, and that her pitcher did not have any ice.

She decided to 'lean in', and immediately poured herself a glass. "Thank you Debbie!" she said. "I'm so thirsty today!" She saw Emily and Sherry watching her as she lifted the glass to her lips and took a gulp.

As she had expected, it was piss, salty and bitter. She'd drunk enough to be used to the taste, but she still hadn't grown to like it. She swallowed a couple of mouthfuls and then set the glass back down. "That was delicious Debbie... where did you get it?"

"I made it myself," said Debbie with a small smirk. Sherry giggled a little, and Emily had a big, unabashed smile on her face.

Then Sherry and Emily poured themselves some lemonade -- real lemonade for them, thought Sarah -- and Sherry raised her glass. "Let's toast to good friends," she said.

Sarah raised her glass as well and drank some more of Debbie's urine. The glass was empty now, so she refilled it from the pitcher. As she did so, she said, "I rather thought you might invite Carrie today."

Sherry smiled. "Yes... I would have, but Carrie is very afraid of her husband finding out about our relationship. I think we may all meet up at my house some evening, though. Maybe we can have a game night!"

Sarah laughed. She knew what kind of games those would be.

Debbie arrived again with some plates of food. "Appetizers," she said, as she put them down. Sarah was expecting some further degradation, but the food appeared to just be food.

She picked up her utensils and was about to eat when she noticed that Debbie had walked around the table and stood behind her. Remembering her instructions, she tried to pay no attention as Debbie reached around and grabbed her breasts.

Debbie wasn't gentle, but instead roughly squeezed each breast in one hand, and then pushed them together. Emily and Sherry were staring openly at her tits, but she knew her role, so she continued to talk as though nothing was going on. Debbie then started smacking her breasts together, as if she was clapping with them. This resulted in a repeated smacking sound, but Sarah just talked a bit louder.

She was discussing her research while Debbie slid her hands down to her nipples, and then began to pinch and tug at them. She used them as handles and bounced each breast up and down in a rhythmic fashion. This hurt a little, and she gasped; Debbie, emboldened, pinched harder and twisted them, eliciting a moan of pain from Sarah.

Then Debbie suddenly let go of Sarah's breasts and left the room. Sarah felt turned on, ashamed, and confused. 'This is weird,' she thought.

Debbie brought a tray with the next course, more small plates of some sort of haute cuisine. She set them out, then ducked under the table. 'Oh no,' thought Sarah.

Under the table, Sarah felt Debbie's hands on her knees. Debbie pushed her knees apart, and Sarah obliged by spreading her legs. Debbie kept pushing until Sarah's legs were spread lewdly, nearly as far as they could go. Sarah's pussy was completely exposed. Then Debbie gripped her by the waist and tugged, pulling Sarah to the front edge of her chair.

Without a word, Debbie crawled out from under the table and left the room. Sarah remained sitting far forward with her legs spread. She went to have another sip of urine and found her glass was empty, so she refilled it again from the pitcher, which she now emptied.

"Oh, are you out of lemonade?" asked Sherry. "Just ask Debbie for some more when she comes back, dear."

Debbie returned with four small plates. Three had salads, but one just held a raw, peeled carrot. Debbie placed one salad plate in front of each woman, and set the carrot down a short distance away, in front of Sarah.

Sarah said, "Debbie, could you please get me some more lemonade?"

Debbie gave her a knowing smile. "Certainly, ma'am," she replied. "I'll get one of the other assistants to make it. I'll be right back." She picked up the empty pitcher and disappeared, then returned moments later, empty-handed. Debbie walked directly toward Sarah. Sarah expected her to say something, but instead Debbie just picked up the carrot and ducked back under the table.

"How's the salad?" asked Emily.

"Good!" replied Sarah with fake enthusiasm. She saw Debbie's face appear between her wide-open legs. Debbie reached up with one hand and gently began sliding the carrot in and out of Sarah's pussy. Sarah wasn't very wet yet, so Debbie quickly stopped and instead leaned forward and began licking her clit. Sarah stifled her moans as Debbie's expert tongue worked on her. After just a minute, Debbie once again tried the carrot, and this time it slid in easily.

Next, Debbie began working the carrot in and out of Sarah. It made a kind of wet, squishy sound as it went in and out. Sarah still tried to pretend that nothing was going on. She didn't know how long she could keep up the facade, though. Debbie leaned in again and licked eagerly at Sarah's clit while fucking her with the carrot. Sarah couldn't contain her emotions any more, and arched backward, closing her eyes and moaning in pleasure.

Suddenly, she felt a mouth on hers. She opened her eyes and saw that Emily was kissing her, probing her mouth deeply with her tongue. She also felt Sherry's hands, twisting her nipples sharply. She couldn't hold back any more, and she reached down and held onto Debbie's head as she had a loud, shaking orgasm. As she came, Emily pushed her tongue even deeper into Sarah's mouth.

As her orgasm subsided, Emily and Sherry returned to their seats and resumed eating, as though nothing had happened. Debbie scooted backward and out from under the table, taking the carrot with her. Then, looking directly at Sarah, she set the carrot on Sarah's salad plate, then turned and once again left the room.

Sarah knew what to do. She picked up the carrot and lifted it to her lips, acutely aware that the two women were watching her closely. It glistened with her own juices and smelled of her pussy. 'Not a bad smell,' she thought, as she took a bite.

She crunched her way comically through the carrot. It gave her a twinge to do something so degraded, but at the same time the noise it produced seemed ridiculous to her.

Not looking at her at all, and in her most businesslike voice, Sherry said, "I didn't think it was fair to spring it on you today, but next time that is also going in your ass, so be prepared."

"Yes, ma'am," replied Sarah meekly. She wasn't sure if she'd be able to handle a next time like that.

Debbie returned, carrying another course and the pitcher. She set the plates down, then poured a glass for Sarah, leaving the pitcher in front of her. Sarah picked up her glass and took a sip. 'Still piss,' she thought. "Jen in accounting made this batch," said Debbie.

"It's lovely," said Sarah. "Be sure to thank her for me." Then she took another sip.

They finished eating, then Debbie cleared the plates. "Soon will be dessert," said Sherry. "So please finish your lemonade."

Sarah looked. There was still half a pitcher left, so she refilled her glass and drank the acrid urine as quickly as she could. Sherry watched closely as Sarah chugged the yellow liquid, then set her cup down. Debbie then came and cleared the rest of the items from their lunch, leaving the room with them.

Sherry said, "The men in the office were wondering if, next time, you would mind if they made a special salad dressing for you."

Sarah looked right at her. "Sherry, of course that would be acceptable. I can even help with the preparation if you think that would be useful."

Sherry coughed discretely. "Now, Emily, if you please," she said.

Emily was smiling broadly. "I thought you'd never ask!" she said. She stood and moved between Sarah and the table, then bent over. She reached back and pulled up her dress.

Emily was not wearing underwear, and so Sarah was staring directly at Emily's exposed pussy and ass. Emily reached back and spread her cheeks wide apart, so Sarah got an even better view of Emily's cunt lips -- she noted once again that Emily shaved completely -- and asshole. Sherry scooted her chair close to Sarah's and put a hand on the back of Sarah's head. "For dessert I'm going to watch you make out with our Emily's perfect ass. Please start with just your lips."

Sarah did not hesitate. She knew what she was here for. She leaned in, puckered her lips, and applied them directly to Emily's asshole. She made a show of making a loud kissing noise as her lips touched Emily's. Then she pulled back a few inches and, with a sideways glance at Sherry, whose nostrils were flared and who was biting her lip suggestively, she leaned in and did it again.

After a few such kisses she opened her mouth a little before kissing Emily's asshole again. This time she moaned loudly into Emily's ass as she moved her lips around. Not waiting for orders from Sherry, she slid out her tongue on the next kiss and carefully circled it around the edge of Emily's asshole. She moaned again and kissed her ass several more times, then slid her tongue straight over the wrinkled bud.

Sarah heard a small gasp and looked at Sherry. Sherry had one hand down her pants and was rubbing her pussy, while her other hand was slipped into her blouse and was pinching her nipple.

Sarah turned her attention back to Emily. She could see that Emily's pussy was slick with her arousal, so this time, when Sarah leaned forward, she slid her head down and licked Emily's clit. "Fuck yeah," moaned Emily. Sarah slowly licked backward, across Emily's pussy, then all the way back to Emily's asshole again. She paused for a second with her tongue pointing rigidly out from between her lips, then slowly, seductively pushed her tongue into Emily's waiting asshole while Sherry watched.

"Oh my god," moaned Sherry. She was masturbating furiously now.

Sarah slowly tongue-fucked Emily's asshole, keeping one eye on Sherry as she did so. Sherry unbuttoned her shirt for better access to her nipples, and unzipped her pants as well. When Sherry licked her lips, Sarah had an idea.

She slid her tongue out of Emily's ass. "Her ass feels so good on my tongue," she said to Sherry, then she slowly slid it back in. When she pulled out again, she said, "It grips my tongue and pulls it in... it's so hot!" After another thrust she said, "Come closer, get a better look." Sherry scooted her chair even closer and now her head was near Sarah's, close enough that Sherry's face nearly touched Emily's ass cheek.

Sherry sped up her masturbating even more, and Sarah said, between thrusts, "I think you want to try this, don't you Sherry?" Then "I see the way you look at Emily's perfect asshole," and "I know you want your tongue in here, you fantasize about it..."

Sarah pulled back and put her hand gently on the back of Sherry's head. "Come on," she whispered. She guided Sherry's face towards Emily's ass, until Sherry's face was directly lined up with Emily's asshole. "Kiss it," whispered Sarah, as she pushed on the back of Sherry's head.

Sherry leaned forward and with a quiet, shuddering moan of "Oh, yeah," pressed her lips to Emily's ass. With another loud moan, she kissed again, and this time Sarah could see Sherry's tongue slide out and make contact with Emily's asshole.

Sarah stood and let Sherry slide into her chair for better positioning, then pushed Sherry forward and sat down behind her. Sarah reached around and began pinching and twisting Sherry's nipples. She whispered into Sherry's ear. "I thought this was what you wanted. I know you love it... you're just like me, an ass-licker. Get your tongue in there, really taste it. Kiss it. Worship it."

Sherry was still masturbating, and suddenly started cumming. Sarah let go one of one nipple and moved her hand back to Sherry's head, pushing forcefully so that Sherry couldn't pull away from Emily's asshole while she came. "Keep your tongue in there!" Sarah said roughly. Sherry's orgasm seemed very intense to Sarah, as though it was the fulfillment of a long-held fantasy. When it finally subsided, Sarah's didn't let go of Sherry's head but instead said, "Keep licking until you have another one. Then you can get up."

Sherry nodded her assent, then attacked Emily's asshole with her tongue and lips, masturbating furiously once again. Sarah grabbed Sherry's nipples once more and twisted them cruelly.

Midway through this second session, Debbie returned. She had a shocked look on her face as she saw her boss' face buried between Emily's ass cheeks -- she'd expected only Sarah to be providing that service.

"Hi Debbie!" said Sarah with a grin. "You know, I think Sherry would like to become better acquainted with your ass as well. How about joining us?"

Debbie grinned and sauntered over to the table, then looked down. "I love seeing you eat ass," she said to Sherry. Then to Sarah, "I'd love this, but I want to see her face."

"Sit in the chair," said Sarah, "and put your legs on the table." Debbie sat, then pulled up her dress. She wasn't wearing panties, Sarah saw. 'Maybe nobody in this office does,' she thought. Debbie sat, then spread her legs and put them up on top of the table.

She waited like this, slowly fingering her pussy, until Sherry had her second orgasm with her face in Emily's ass. Sarah grabbed Sherry by the hair, then guided her head down toward Debbie's crotch. "One more orgasm, you got it?" Sarah asked. Sherry nodded. "Look her in the eyes," Sarah commanded, then pushed Sherry's face down, past Debbie's pussy, until her mouth was near Debbie's ass.

Sherry immediately began rimming Debbie, looking directly in her eyes. "You're such a great ass-licker," said Debbie, as she rubbed her own pussy.

"I wish I had one of those carrots now!" exclaimed Emily. She had turned around and was watching the action now, and Sarah could tell from her flushed face and heavy breathing that Emily was highly turned on.

Sarah leaned forward and kissed Emily's hip. "Let me," she said, as she kissed her way closer to Emily's dripping pussy.

Emily smiled again. "Sure thing!" she chirped, then spread her legs wide and drew Sarah toward her crotch. Sarah sucked on Emily's slick, hairless pussy with abandon until Emily came on her face, then the two of them watched until Sherry and Debbie both also orgasmed.