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By *reagle OP Man
27 weeks ago
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The next day Claire admired herself in the mirror, she wanted franks eyes feasting on her ‘dress to impress’ well I’ll show him she thought. Her eyes lowered to her heels with an ankle strap, the heel high elongating her legs, her nylon stockings against her skin, she contemplated what underwear to put on but to impress him she felt they were not a requirement.
She turned in the mirror admiring her basque black and with red stripes down it little red bows adorned the strap that clipped to her stockings. Gift wrapped for Frank. She put her robe on, the plan to remove it on franks arrival giving him a nice surprise on arrival.
She received a message from Andrea.
A - I can’t believe I’m doing this! Should I be doing this?
C- do you want to?
There was a pause in the messages so Claire went and made a tea. While she poured in the milk Andrea responded ‘on my way’
Claire smiled, she knew exactly what Andrea felt, the desire, the want, the need. She wasn’t sure how today was going to go, but Frank wasn’t the type to provide empty promises and if he promised go fuck Andrea then that was probably what was going to happen.
She’d never had a threesome before, never contemplated it either, she was now going to have to share him, with her friend, both married and now both ‘dressing to impress’ this guy she had met in her holidays.
About 20 mins later Andrea arrived Claire let her in, the temp was such that Andrea got away with the long coat she was wearing. Andrea stepped inside and removed her coat. She was wearing a tight halter neck dress, incredibly short, paired with a pair of suade high heeled boots.
“You look stunning” Claire complimented her. “Thanks” Andrea replied. Claire smiled at her “your nervous aren’t you” she asked “I am, yes, this is new to me, don’t get me wrong, love sex, and he looks like he might be good at it” she giggled “but this is your thing, I feel a bit weird.
Claire reassured her that it was fine “trust me, you need to feel it to believe it! He’s not mine, this is just you know fun and very pleasurable” Claire explained.
“Ok” Andrea said “what’s under the robe?” She asked Claire “a gift for Frank” she said with a big grin in her face.
The two friends were sat in the lounge when they saw Frank walking up the path out of the window, he knocked on the door “can you let him in?” Claire asked Andrea.
Andrea left the room to open the door for Frank, she quickly checked herself before opening the door. “Morning” Frank said brightly as the door opened, his slight surprise at seeing Andrea opening the door. “Well hello there” he said smiling, his eyes taking in the halter neck dress that skimmed Andrea’s body especially her breasts.
Andrea immediately felt herself blush as franks eyes lowered to her legs. The only skin showing were her thighs between her dress and the tops of her suade boots. “Very nice” he complimented. Andrea felt her heart beating faster, “Claire is in the lounge" she told Frank.
Frank passed Andrea in the hall heading towards the door to the lounge, his eyes almost popped out when he saw Claire.
She sat in the sofa, the robe discarded down the side, her hair brushed over her shoulders, the skin on her shoulders bare, wearing the red and black basque. Her long nylons clad legs crossed one over the other, showing off her incredible legs and her sexy heels.
“Sexy as fuck” Frank growled. Walking into the lounge. The way that Claire’s lounge was set up was there were two sofas at a right angle to each other. Frank went and sat on the empty sofa his eyes not leaving Claire’s sexy body.
“Why don’t you come sit next to me Andrea” Frank instructed. Andrea now feeling the nervous energy inside her answered his demand by sitting next to Frank on the sofa, and taking direction from Claire crossed her legs, her dress riding up towards her underwear revealing lots more of her thigh.
She inhaled sharply as Frank laid his hand on her thigh, his huge hand covering most of her thigh. “So you came back then?” Frank asked her. She looked at him and nodded nervously “I knew you would” Frank told her “just like Claire over there hungry to be fucked, she can’t get enough, is that what you want?” Frank asked her.
Andrea had never been in this situation before, but she couldn’t deny as Frank teasingly traced his finger softly up and down her thigh that she was getting turned on. It was just his demeanour, direct, commanding, She liked that.
Andrea again nodded, maybe too shy to talk or not sure what to say. “Did you enjoy watching Claire yesterday? Frank pushed, trying to get her to interact. Andrea considered her answer “yes” she replied. Franks finger felt good on her skin, dancing up and down her soft skin on her leg.
“What did you like? He again pushed, he wanted to know what she enjoyed, what she might desire herself.
“Holding her on you” she said softly. “Oh you liked that did you, what else?” He asked in a commanding yet calm tone of voice “when you made her come with your tongue” she answered him.
Claire was sat on the sofa intently watching them both, Frank slowly getting Andrea to come out of her shell and tell him what she likes, a smile appeared on her face when she said that she liked Frank making her come with his tongue, she rather enjoyed it herself. She watched franks finger stroking the skin on Andrea’s thigh, her body tingled, she wanted to feel his hands on her.
Frank lifted Andrea wrist and placed it on his cock from outside his work trousers. |
fuck me! It’s taking longer to read this than I thought. Mainly due to me cumming so often 
I don’t know about Claire losing count of how many times franks made her cum but she’s not the only one. I’ve certainly lost count of how many times I have now
I can only hope I perform as well as Frank when I go to my next meet 7 weeks from now 
oooooo yessss! 
Andrea will be biting the back of the chair in pure frustration I think 
Poor girl need it so bad