He was about her height and a little chubby. His olive skin highlighted his salt and pepper hair. He opened the door further and extended his hand and...with a heavy Indian accent, “You must be Katherine Jackson!”She extended her hand, “You can call me Katie,” as she glanced past the man and into the office behind him. The office was very bland with no pictures hanging on the wall or any other decorations. He moved out of the way and held the door open as the desperate woman walked in. The office. Each man sat down beside her and began to rub her back, kiss her breasts and neck. She responded by relaxing and getting turned on again.Soon she was on her back while one was using tongue action at the entrance of her pussy while the other was kissing her and stroking her breasts. Then one of them spread her legs and slowly began to enter her body. She did gasp a bit but was well on her way to another orgasm then another one. The first then pulled out and rolled on his back. The other guy then. Two months later hubby was away on business and as you know from our stories these are difficult times for me as I’m highly sexed, I usually resort to my toys but sometimes it’s not enough, as you will have read previously. I was pottering about in the kitchen on a beautiful summer’s day, when two Asian lads knocked on the door asking if I wanted any gardening doing.I thought back to my conversation with my husband a couple of months prior, as I looked at the two lads one was outstandingly good. Did I tell her to stop, or lie back and enjoy it and damn the consequences! Well sexual desire won. I didn't fight when she eased my jeans and boxers off me. About this time, the situation became apparent to the others and being polite and English, they decided to go to another room. This left me with my cock in Lara's mouth. She was really going for it and I was now really starting to enjoy myself! I let her carry on for a few more minutes, before pulling her off me and rolling her over on.