Dan followed to his office shortly after wife but on schedule. Laura made a round of her fellow executive girls as a glad to be back greeting, and to ...atch up on company news and gossip. First business with them was planning an out of schedule lunch for the coming week. She emailed Greg; it looked a bit cryptic on screen, but there could be no confusion. Friday lunch? . . . Usual place? . . . You drive or me? Shortly after noon, their waiter escorted them to their private alcove. Suits with. After Frank returned with dinner, we wolfed it down and fucked more, collapsing into the bed in a sex daze. Three times during the night, I woke him up to fuck my hot body. I drained the poor man dry.The doorbell rang, drawing me out of my dreams. Frank was still sleeping. My husband needed his rest.I slid out of bed, grabbing one of Frank's shirts. The old me couldn't fit in it. And even the new me had trouble as the t-shirt stretched across my big tits, but it fell low enough to cover my ass. "You are so beautiful," Karen whispered.Stacey smiled. "Touch me. I know you want to."Karen reached out and began to run her hands over Stacey's tattooed flesh, her fingers tracing over the ink. She seemed mesmerized by the bright colours and designs against Stacey's white flesh. Stacey giggled and moaned as Karen's hands travelled her body and stopped at the little bright tattoo just above her pussy. Her fingers traced over the letters as she realized it was my initials. She turned and smiled. The whole scene was so erotic. Moni was being fucked in the mouth, in her pussy, had a cock in each hand and the other man was waiting his turn as she was moaning loudly. I came in her pussy and stopped the action for a second. I turned her ass toward the other men and bent her down to me and told her: “They are each going to fuck you until each cums in your pussy. I want to feel your full reactions.” I began feeling her tits and nodded to the men, who started fucking her one by one. I.