It Finally Happened

I finally have a day off, so I can catch up on a lot of things and recover from yesterday.    The funny thing was that I was trying to think of things to write about, than yesterday happened and.. well, here’s the what happened.

It was super football Sunday and we were invited to the friend of a friends private swingers party to watch the games and play.

The house was amazing, I mean the kitchen was larger than our apartment and the pool and spa and all that.  More bedrooms than I think the owners even knew they had. Well, first we had to go through the guard at the gate and the whole fancy neighborhood. It was just amazing.

After watching some of the game, schmoozing and chatting and playing, the host came up to us in the kitchen and started to chat about the party, the people and what we thought of their house.  Than he asked if my blowjobs were as fantastic as he has been told?  His wife was standing next to him smiling at Mr. wonderful.

We walked with them up the circular staircase to a bedroom that was truly bigger than our apartment. Seriously large with his and her bathrooms and walk in closets and all that. A Barbie Dream house in real life is what comes to my mind

I offered him to sit down in a chair next to the bed while I knelled in front of him to start to prove my skills as she took my man onto the bed to prove hers.

He was nice in size and fit comfortably.  I love a man well shaved down there and smooth to the touch.  While I was doing my best, I was hearing the moans of my man in the bed,  meaning he was happy.  In no time, we women were proving our skills were equal as both men popped about the same time.  I love it.

As we relaxed and he started to turn on the TV to watch the Vikings screw the Cowboys, we changed places.  The host knelt between my legs and started to lick me to wonderland.  Oh Yea.  This is why I keep it shaved and smooth for times just like this.  This man knew his way around my pussy with his tongue like it was made just for him…

When the star stopped floating and the birdies stopped dancing in my head, I was spent and exhausted.  The host was still between my legs with a very wet face, looking up and giving me a big smile.

He asked if I needed help standing up?  Hell, I didn’t want to move, but he insisted.  He walked me and my wobbly legs to the Her bathroom where the tub was filled with warm water and tons of bubbles along with Mr. Wonderful surrounded by candles.  The host and hostess gave us each a kiss than left us alone to our own devices.

I wanted to just soak, relax and sleep, but Mr. Wonderful had one more spurt of energy, so I just rolled over the edge of the tub so I was leaning on the marble slab.  Half in the tub, half out,  and I let him have his way.

Mr Wonderful decided anal was his preferred choice to end the day.  I didn’t protest, fight or comment. Actually it felt very nice to do it that way.  The candles, the water, the bubbles, the pussy eating, mind blowing climax before.  Hell, I was relaxed enough for him to just do me as hard as he could from the first stroke.  I never resisted and just laid there to enjoy the hard fucking he gave me.  It was beautiful in a  kink sort of way.

Not to say this was nothing to write home about, because it was a great sex fest meant for some great porn site.  But the mind blower was after the bath and the rest; we decided to call it a day.  Got dressed and were kissing our hosts good-bye when their sissy maid spoke to me.

Now I have no big thing for or against sissy maids.  She, he, whatever, was very well done.  It served us all our drinks, snacks and cleanup wipes without any problem or being asked to. He/she/It never spoke one word to anybody the entire day, just did what they were there for.

His/her cock cage was very evident under the frilly apron dress and it looked really painful. I had a difficult time looking but could not help but to look.  Her/his face, hair and makeup were expertly done. Better than I could do.   Even Mr. Wonderful complimented it on their attire.  Other than the cock cage, thick legs and Adams apple, you had a hard time figuring she was a he.

She/he was the perfect sissy maid/slave whatever.  But as we were getting ready to walk out the door, he/she looked at me and said in a semi feminine manly voice “thank you for coming, see you at work on Tuesday.” Than curtsied and walked into another room.

Yes, it finally happened.  I ran into someone I work with while being the slut that I love to be.  Now one of my co-workers at one of my jobs knows my secret and I know theirs.  I just don’t know who they are.

Any thoughts??

Kisses

Vegas Vicky

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