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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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How we got into this 3 way relationship is a storHow we got into this 3 way relationship is a story in itself. But for now it is enough for you to know that Malia, Femke and I have known each other for some time. We're just people who, when our busy lifes allow, enjoy meeting for a catch up over a drink and fuck each other senseless simply because we all enjoy sex and between us it clicked. I meet both on their own from time to time and I know they meet each other without me too. We had threesomes together before but it is a rare occurrence, too difficult coordinating our 3 diaries.
So this day was somehow special: not only we managed to align our schedules but none of us had seen the others for a few months. I think it actually made it easier to find a date: we were all rather rampant and in need of a good fuck session.
Now these two are very different. Malia is in her late thirties. She owes her physical attributes to her Spanish origins. She has very long, silky smooth and rather luscious dark hair. At 5'2 she is quite short, has wide Latin hips, a large bum and heavy round tits. The perfect illustration of voluptuous. From her British upbringing she got a posh accent and a stiff upper lip. She runs a rather posh interior design business and I have absolutely no problem visualising her both handling the most demanding of clients with the required deference or cracking the whip with contractors not delivering to the agreed standard.
Femke on the other hand is very easy-going. She trained as a GP in her native Denmark but I don't think she ever practiced. She moved to London and got married. With 3 children she was happy looking after them, her house and her garden. Now in her early fifties, her children have flown the nest and she is a lady of leisure. In fact she is the definition of a milf: long blonde hair, slender body, fake boobs, tiny waist, perk bottom and long legs sculpted by hours at the gym. She has quite a careless, hippy like outlook on life.
The one thing they share is ultra feminine elegance. They both love their frocks, their heels, posh perfumes, neat hairdo and nail painting. And they both have the finest collection of lingerie I have ever seen. Heaven if you ask me! Oh! and luckily they also share a taste for my athletic body, smooth chest, old fashion manners and french accent.
So that day we agreed to meet at Malia's. Not her home because of her daughter but her offices. She has transformed an expensive west end flat into an office/show room. The opulence of the place designed to impress her clients was the perfect fit for our kind of decadence.
We also agreed to meet just before 7pm the time when Malia's staff typically leaves for the day. I think we found arousing the idea of them seeing us but being oblivious to the kind of debauchery we'll use their place of work for. |
