The fragrance of Chanel seemed familiar but nothing more. A thought hit me like a lightning bolt. Surely I didn’t…I mean…I’m not a lesbian…... have a boyfriend…I like cocks. But I could not deny that my arousal was real. I could feel the tell-tale signs as the walls of my vagina starting to moisten when I sniffed the sex-soiled underwear in my hand. Suddenly, across the bed, lying screwed up in a ball, I noticed my own deep red satin thong. I shuffled over on my knees to grasp it. As I held. I looked up at her with raised eyebrows. She scooted over on the top of the desk so I was between her legs. She placed her feet on the arm of my chair. I looked up her skirt to see she was not wearing panties, and I smiled.“Sarah, is going to be home for the summer. She said that she would love to move in and help with the kids. Isn't that great? The kids will be so excited.”I rolled my chair closer to her, I was close enough to smell her scent. “Oh yes, that will be wonderful. Will she be here. Seeing that he kissed me again but a little harder, his tongue pressed against my lips pushing them open. My tongue met his as it entered my mouth.The bed shook as the younger man moved beside us. As my mouth was being explored I felt a hand on mine. The younger man pulled it to him and placed it on his semi erect dick. Closing my fingers around it, he moved my hand up and down. Our kiss was broken as he watched me stroke his house mate's dick. The older man encouraged me saying massage his. I raise my hand and spank hard. “You like that?” An answer comes in the form of a moan and I take that as a sign that she wants more. My wicked grin spreading across my face, I know that I'm about to totally own her arse right now. I spank her again, feeling the warmth of the lube and the smack on my hand, knowing she must be feeling something similar. She looks around at me and says everything with just her eyes. They scream “fuck me!”, and who am I to disagree? My cock, hard, throbbing, needs.