Three Ways To Temp A Kelly Girl
In my twenties, there was a short period of time when I had to resort to temporary work in order to get by. On one assignment, I was the only guy working for this company, which hired me and two beautiful ladies to perform various menial paperwork tasks.
I had a good working rapport with both of these ladies. One was a cute petite black lady who liked to joke around and was quite funny. The other was a more serious Hispanic lady. They were both in their early twenties, like me, and, unlike me, were both married. Despite the shame of having to work for a temp agency, it was one of the best experiences of my life.
One day, the Hispanic lady, Sonia, said to Nikki, "I'd like to find someone to help me cheat on my husband."
Needless to say, that perked my ears up. What could I do? Naturally, I volunteered. That afternoon, I invited her back to my place and I gave her what she needed. Luckily, I had my own apartment - no room mates, no wife, and no live-in girlfriend shacking up with me. Sonia and I had a good time.
The next day, Nikki asked us about our experience. Sonia, all smiles, flirtatiously told Nikki how wonderful it was. I agreed.
"He's an expert with his tongue," she said through happy eyes.
"And I enjoy using it, especially on such a tasty treat," I replied.
At the end of that day, I offered to walk Nikki to her car so I could tell her "all the gory details." We let Sonia get ahead of us so she could get home to her husband as he was expected to be home early that day. While on the elevator, I nuzzled up close to Nikki and massaged her shoulders. I got close enough to whisper in her ear.
"Instead of me telling you how wonderful it was, why don't I just show you?"
I half expected her to slap my hand away and tell me to bug off, but Nikki was a bit of a tease and quite adventurous. I noticed that about her on the first day of working with her. It was one of the things I liked about her. By the time we got off the elevator, our lips were locked and we were kissing up a light storm. I even managed to put a hand on one of her breasts and cop a little feel. She ended up going home with me that day.
Nikki was incredible. She was much more adventurous than even I expected her to be.
The next day at work, however, was the best day of that assignment. I was surprised, though I don't know why, when Nikki and Sonia started comparing notes right in front of me. They weren't even subtle about it.
"We're a couple of lucky girls," Sonia cooed. "We're working with a real Don Juan."
"I know. And his tongue dances like raindrops."
By the end of the day, my pants were popping. Hearing Nikki and Sonia talk about me with me sitting right there gave me the biggest hard on. I feigned a little embarrassment.
"You ladies are make me pop my breeches right here," I said.
We got a good laugh at that. But after work, they couldn't wait for me to offer an invitation.
"What are you doing this afternoon?" Sonia asked as the three of us stepped onto the elevator.
"Well," I winked at Nikki, "I hoping to hoping to hook up with two beautiful women for a threesome."
Nikki put her hand behind her head flirtatiously and asked, "Anyone in particular?"
That's when I made my move. I put an arm around each of them and pulled them close to me. With our heads together in a little multi-cultural troika, I said, "My tongue would like to dance like raindrops on the patios of your lovely skin. You're both invited back to my place for a repeat performance."
Sonia put her tongue in my mouth, so I took that as a yes. Nikki playfully pulled me away with a coy, "Oh, no. That's my man."
"Easy ladies," I laughed. "There's enough of me to go around."
And I proved it too. In fifteen minutes, we were back at my place, the three of us, naked and enjoying a well-choreographed dance routine with our tongues - and other body parts too. I even managed to convince Sonia and Nikki to enjoy a little time with each other. They put on quite a show.
Our office conversations after that day were a bit more tame. Our curiosities had all been satisfied. A week later, we each had different assignments, but I look back on it today with fond memories.
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