The music changed its beat once again, and Chad and the Vixen once again embraced closely in each other's arms. This time, Chad's hand was at the bott...m of the vixen's skirt, reaching under to squeeze her cheek, which was clearly on display as the skirt hiked over his hand. I found myself taking a step to the dance floor, when the vixen looked up and directly at me. Our eyes locked momentarily. There was no expression on her face, but a very slight curve of her mouth in an obvious sneer. Why?. The three of us went in and sat on a couch while he sat in a wingback chair that faced the couch across a small table.“Welcome. I have to say this is going to be a unique challenge,” he said. “I haven’t run into any polyamorous relationships that are public the way yours is. Well, discounting the fundamentalist Mormons in Utah, but I don’t work there! I’d like to start by having you each tell me a bit about yourselves. Where you were born, grew up, went to school, and what you do for a. . Oh!" she cried and her voice caught in her throat. She started cumming, and it was a big one. I felt her pussy clamp down on my fingers as her wet juices washed over me. I lapped up as much as I could while working her clit. My fingers pumped quickly inside her pussy and created a deliciously frothy mess as she kept cumming. She was crying out from the intensity of her orgasm, and I hungrily lapped up wave after wave of cum as she wet my face and my hand. Then I felt several thick, warm. I had been there for about 4 months, having passed my initial 3 month probation with flying colours, and my manager, Steve, told me I was one of the best junior accountants they had employed in recent years and that I could have a long term future there if I was willing to work hard. I wasn’t sure if he was buttering me up for making a pass at me but that wouldn’t have been the worst thing in the world as he was quite an attractive guy in his mid thirties although I was aware of the fact he was.