Linda, your pussy is wet again!

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Linda, this is the color sample book that Manager Tom requested. Have Mary print out the mock-ups right away." Roger signed the document I handed him while handing me a manuscript on the table.
"Yes, I'll go right away," I replied and left the general manager's office.
This was a successful lingerie company specializing in women's underwear and various stockings. It was originally founded by my husband and the current general manager, Roger, with each holding 50% of the shares. However, after my husband Andy passed away, I had to sell some of my shares to make a living and took a job at the company. Roger felt bad about it and gave me the easy and high-paying position of his manager's assistant.
"Wow, how come this batch of underwear and stockings is so cheap?" Mary exclaimed in surprise as the color HP printer silently produced the mock-up images. I glanced down and, sure enough, the underwear was incredibly small; some were practically just thin straps, offering virtually no coverage. The stockings were also the revealing, sexy type. "Get to work, why all the nonsense?" I said to Mary, taking the mock-up images, before returning to Roger.
"Linda, how about we grab dinner after work? I booked it at the Grand Palace!" Roger called out to me as I was about to leave. "This..." I was taken aback. The Flourishing Palace was a luxurious nightclub, a place where upper-class men and women would have secret trysts. Although Roger had expressed his feelings for me before, he had never invited me so boldly and openly. This was...
"What, you won't even give me this much face?" Roger looked at me with a half-smile. My heart skipped a beat. After hesitating for a moment, I finally agreed.
"Junhao, Mom has a client meeting tonight, so I can't eat at home. Go order takeout yourself." Afraid of worrying her son, I called him before leaving work. His familiar voice came through the receiver: "Okay, Mom, come home early!"
The Grand Palace Hotel is located in a bustling area along the riverside. When Roger and I entered the lobby, the lights were already on. Roger had booked a VIP suite with thick cashmere carpets, elegant lighting, and the dining table laden with delicacies. To my surprise, Manager Tom, the client who had come to the company to place an order today, was already waiting inside. Seeing my puzzled look, Roger quickly explained, "Oh, it's like this, Linda. Actually, Manager Tom is treating us today. He prepared today's samples and specifically asked me to bring you here to help him choose some styles." "Yes, yes, I didn't inform Assistant Wen beforehand, my apologies." Manager Tom gestured for us to sit down. Since that was the case, I didn't say anything more and took my seat.
During the meal, Manager Tom kept praising me for being beautiful and capable, and kept toasting me. I declined repeatedly, but Roger said, "Linda, give Manager Tom some face and drink less."
Since the general manager had spoken, I couldn't say anything more, so I reluctantly drank two glasses, and my face immediately turned red. Just as I was feeling dizzy and trying to stay awake to chat with Manager Tom across from me, I suddenly felt a hand touch my thigh, which was exposed outside my navy blue skirt. I was startled and realized that it was Roger, who was sitting next to me, who reached under the table and stroked my plump thigh, which was covered by flesh-colored stockings.
My heart was pounding, but I dared not make a sound, so I could only let him do as he pleased. Seeing that I didn't refuse, Roger became even more audacious, his hand moving up my thigh until he touched my genitals. He gently rubbed my labia through my panties, making me blush. But I was worried about being discovered by Manager Tom, so I rested my hands on the table and rubbed my burning cheeks, hoping Roger would stop his indecent behavior. However, Roger didn't stop after a while. Instead, he intensified his actions, using his fingers to pull aside my panties and directly touching my labia. Soon, my genitals were unbearably itchy, and my labia gradually became wet.
"Miss Linda, are you feeling unwell?" Manager Tom asked with concern, seemingly noticing that I was somewhat distracted.
Roger's hands skillfully toyed with my long-parched petals, two fingers plunging deep into my wetness, moving in and out repeatedly, drawing out copious amounts of vaginal fluid that soaked my panties.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I need to go to the restroom."
The torment was finally over, and I hurriedly stood up, fleeing into the next stall.
"Ugh..." I wiped the overflowing fluid from my genitals with a handkerchief, looking at my flushed and hot cheeks in the mirror—clearly the expression of a lustful, mature woman.
When I returned from next stall, the banquet had already been cleared away, and Roger and Manager Tom were sitting on the sofa, looking through samples of lingerie and stockings that Manager Tom had chosen.
"Come on, Linda, help Manager Tom pick out some styles. You should know women's preferences."
"Yes, yes, Miss Linda, please sit down!" Manager Tom shifted his position, making room for me.
I looked at them; they were the styles Roger had asked me to print out that afternoon. I said, "This won't do. Everyone has their own preferences, and I can't really say. Besides, you can't really tell the effect just by looking at them like this."
"Then what do you suggest?" Manager Tom asked. "How about I model them? You can choose after you've tried them on." When I said that, even I was surprised, wondering why I had such an idea. Roger and Manager Tom immediately agreed.
I carried the underwear and stockings to the next bedroom, then took off all my clothes and started trying them on. The first outfit was a scarlet thong and a suspender bra, along with white lace stockings. Although my son was eighteen, I was well-maintained and had no excess fat. My shapely, curvaceous body exuded an alluring aura. My long, slender legs, encased in white lace stockings and black high heels, looked incredibly sexy and captivating. So when I came out of the bedroom, Roger and Manager Tom were stunned. They stared intently at my nearly naked body, especially Manager Tom, who was practically drooling.
"Ms. Linda, please walk a few steps and let me show you,"
Manager Tom said, swallowing hard. I walked slowly around the room. After all, it was the first time I'd dressed so sexily in front of strange men, and my face burned. Under the wolfish gazes of the two men, a fire burned within me. My lower body, which Roger had just teased, began to react again, my petals gradually becoming wet.
"Ah, really nice!" Manager Tom approached me, stroking my bra and panties, examining them closely, praising them repeatedly.
"Yes! Linda has a great figure, perfectly showcasing the best features of this lingerie set." Roger also came over, stroking my long, shapely legs.
Hearing the man's praise warmed my heart even more, and I said, "There are even prettier ones later, I'll go change!"
The second set was black underwear and black suspender stockings, which looked incredibly alluring on my mature body, causing the two men to circle around me. Their heavy breathing on my bare skin made me feel itchy, while Roger and Manager Tom used the excuse of checking the texture of the underwear and stockings to grope me all over. "Ugh! Manager Tom, I came here to help you, how can you be so rude?"
I pretended to be unhappy, pushed them away, and ran back to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, I calmed my chaotic thoughts, surprised by my own bold actions tonight. I wondered how a woman who was usually dignified and chaste could become so wanton and unrestrained. What was even more terrifying was the inexplicable restlessness within me that kept urging me to change into an even more revealing set of lingerie. I peeked through the crack in the door at the two men sitting on the sofa, looking both dejected and expectant. I stepped out again.
"My God!" Roger exclaimed. The eyes of the two men almost popped out of their sockets. This time, I was wearing a set of light purple semi-transparent silk lingerie. The bra, as thin as a cicada's wing, clung tightly to my swollen breasts, revealing my two large, purple grape-like nipples. The panties were thongs, tied at the waist with a thin strap. A palm-sized piece of thin silk barely covered my vulva and anus, with a lot of pubic hair exposed. I was also wearing light purple semi-transparent openwork pantyhose, which covered my snow-white long legs and round buttocks. My whole body exuded an incomparably lewd aura.
"My, my goddess!"
Manager Tom suddenly knelt at my feet, embracing my firm thighs and kissing me passionately, while Roger embraced my body from behind, kneading my high, firm breasts while gently kissing my white neck.
"Ah..."
I didn't expect them to come at me at the same time. My sensitive parts were being violated, and I felt my whole body go weak. I collapsed limply into their arms, letting them play with me.
"Linda, you're wet down there again!" Roger whispered in my ear, his hands pulling my breasts out of my bra. My sensitive nipples were already hard from his kneading.
"Ah...you...how...how did you know?"
I asked breathlessly, because Manager Tom was already holding my buttocks, kissing my genitals through my panties. My vulva couldn't withstand such stimulation, and a large amount of lustful fluid flowed out, soaking my panties. "I don't need to touch you to know, you little slut, you always pretend to be chaste with me!"
Roger said, lifting me up by the waist, while Manager Tom also got up and grabbed my legs. "Come on, it's time to go to bed!" Roger said, and the two men carried me into the bedroom. At this moment, I had long lost the ability to resist, like a big white sheep waiting to be slaughtered, completely at their mercy.
Having been without a man for so long, the thought of being played with by two men at the same time tonight made me tremble with excitement, my heart pounding. I lay on the bed, anticipating their violation.
When they both took off their clothes, revealing their two thick Pennsylvania penises, I gasped and covered my blushing face with my hands. Roger came first, his strong body pressing down on me, almost making it hard for me to breathe. A passionate kiss made me involuntarily hug his broad back. Roger rolled me over, placing me on top of him, and began kissing my firm breasts, sucking on my nipples, occasionally biting them lightly with his teeth. "Ah...ah..." I moaned.
I'd barely let out two cries when I felt Manager Tom grab my round buttocks from behind, rip off my panties, and then pull my lace stockings down to my knees. My plump, white buttocks were completely exposed to him. Then his mouth began kissing my buttocks, his tongue roaming everywhere, slipping into my cleft, smeared with the copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowing from my vulva, occasionally licking my labia and anus. "Ah…ah…no…don't…ah…" The teasing from both ends made me lose my mind, my waist writhing like a snake amidst moans and cries.
Finally, the two large Pennsylvania penises began rubbing against me from both front and back. Roger's glans gently rubbed against my petals, smearing my juices everywhere, while Manager Tom's glans lightly touched my anus from behind, teasingly close yet distant. When I leaned back, he leaned back with me; when I leaned forward, he leaned forward with me, driving me almost crazy.
"You two bad guys, hurry... ah... hurry..." "Hurry up, what?"
Roger teased me deliberately. At this moment, as if they had planned it, both Pennsylvania penises pressed against my two openings and remained motionless. "Hurry... ah... hurry and insert... insert it... ah..." I finally cried out shamelessly, and then both Pennsylvania penises thrust into my body almost simultaneously.
"Ah... God... Ah..." An intense pleasure surged through my brain. I closed my eyes tightly and began to enjoy the thrusting of two Pennsylvania penises from front to back. The inner walls of my petals tightly entwined Roger's Pennsylvania penis, and the overflowing lustful fluids moistened both of our genitals like nectar. Manager Tom from behind held my plump buttocks, and his thick and long Pennsylvania penis stretched my anus to its limit. Although I had experience with anal sex with my husband before, the pleasure and stimulation I received from Manager Tom's Pennsylvania penis was unprecedented because it was so thick. I moaned and swayed back and forth as my buttocks were sandwiched between the two men. Before long, I reached an orgasm while drenched in sweat.
Then, the two men switched positions and again inserted their two Pennsylvania penises into my front and back holes, beginning another round of frenzied thrusting. I was completely intoxicated by lust; my brain was blank except for receiving information about pleasure. Amidst my moans and cries of "Ah...ah...", the two men finally ejaculated wildly, shooting their semen into my vagina and anus.
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