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I put my key in the front door of the house I share with my husband, Rick and call out, “Hey, honey,” as I push it open. My co-worker Helen (I am her boss) follows me as I walk down the hall into the large kitchen diner where Rick is standing behind the counter, looking at the mail.He looks up and smiles at me; his expression changes to surprise when he sees Helen behind me. I walk behind the counter next to him and kiss him on the lips.“Me and Helen need to work on a presentation for tomorrow, so I brought her here for dinner,” I tell him. Rick smiles over in her direction. “I hope my wife is not working you too hard,” he says with a laugh.I lean close and speak quietly in his ear, “Will you introduce yourself and offer her a drink while I change, please, honey?”I give him another peck on the lips and a cheeky ass squeeze before I turn back to Helen.“I hope you don’t mind if I change quickly, Helen. I’ve been dying to get out of this suit all day.”“Not at all,” Helen says. “Please go ahead.” She’s already wearing a lightweight grey shift dress a few inches above the knee that is much cooler on this Ankara bayan escort baking hot day. I had a meeting I wanted to impress at so I am wearing my ‘no-shit’ suit as Rick calls it, a black fitted trouser suit.I leave Rick to fix Helen a drink and go upstairs to our bedroom. I am glad to remove the suit at last and slip on a nice and cool loose summer dress. The straps are thin and I decide it’s okay to remove my bra since my full breasts sit high and perky anyway. I am already wearing a tiny white lace thong, which is perfect and doesn’t show under the pale blue cotton dress. I put my long rich brown hair in a messy bun.I go back downstairs in bare feet and find Rick still at the counter with Helen sitting on a stool on the other side with a glass of wine.“That’s so much better,” I smile and start pulling out things to make dinner, asking Helen about her food preferences.We sit down and eat, chatting about all kinds of subjects. Helen asks how long we’ve been together, and we tell her ten years and married for three years. She knows we have no children Escort bayan Ankara yet.“What about you, Helen?” I ask. “Are you seeing anyone?”“I just broke up with my girl…” she starts to say, then stops and blushes.“Don’t worry, Helen, you will get no judgment from us,” I say. “We’re very open-minded.”Helen smiles and we carry on chatting and finish our meal. While we sit and finish our wine, Rick’s hand is under the table squeezing my thigh and brushing his thumb along the edge of my thong. His naughty touch turns me on with Helen sitting opposite us. I feel my nipples get hard and poke against the fabric and see Helen look at them then quickly avert her eyes blushing. “Shall I go upstairs and let you ladies get to work?” asks Rick.“Actually, honey, we need to practice a presentation, maybe you can watch it and give us your feedback?” I say.“Sure, happy to help,” Rick says.We move into the lounge room and Rick takes a seat in an armchair. Helen and I stand in the middle of the room and start running through the big presentation we need to give.I feel Bayan escort Ankara one of the thin straps of my dress slip off my shoulder when I pretend to point to a screen, but I ignore it. When we finish, I turn to face Helen to give her feedback. I notice she is looking at the top of my left breast that is slightly more on show now that the strap fell down.I see that Helen’s lips are slightly parted and she looks like she is breathing heavily. I don’t know what comes over me but I reach for the other strap and slide that off my shoulder too. Helen looks up at me, surprised. I hold her gaze and push the bodice of my dress down over my full tits to my waist.I step closer to Helen and run my thumb over her lips. “Touch me,” I tell her.Helen’s right hand reaches forward hesitantly to cup my left breast. I hold her wrist to keep it there and moan as she strokes my tit. I look over at Rick and see him staring at us with a bulge in his pants. Both of Helen’s hands are on my breasts squeezing and flexing. I press my lips against hers and poke my tongue into her open mouth, both of us groaning as the kiss deepens.I stop and step back and push my dress down to the floor so I stand in only my tiny thong, then shake my long hair loose down my back. I look at Rick and he is palming his hard cock through his pants. Both Helen and Rick are staring at me hungrily, and my pussy moistens being the object of their desire.
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