Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Unlocking Sexual Secrets

Part 68

Nifty / bisexual / adult-friends

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On the morning of the meeting with Linda and her web guy, Justin, Linda Ware's PA sent a meeting reminder. It mentioned that due to a start time of 12 noon, food would be provided. A selection of cold cuts apparently, which suited me.

I drove over to Elmsford in time to arrive ten minutes before the scheduled meeting start. I hoped to catch some alone time with Linda. I'd got to the stage I was thinking that there would be an opportunity for some playtime with Linda today. Maybe it was just wishful thinking on my part.

I parked in the spacious curved driveway in front of Linda's substantial home. I rang the doorbell.

"Ah, Mr. Abbott!"

Linda's PA had answered the door. I tried frantically to remember her name.

"Oh, yes. Hmmm, Maxine? Right?"

Maxine smiled.

"Yes, we've exchanged emails, but we haven't really met in person before. Let me take you straight through to Linda's office."

Maxine led me down the long hallway leading to Linda's spacious living room. As we walked, I noticed her grab surreptitious looks at me, making me wonder if she knew that Linda and I had fucked. I felt that she knew.

At the right of the living room, there was an open doorway which Maxine led me through.

"Oh, Ron! Hi!" Linda smiled, as soon as I entered her home work-area. "Maxine, I won't be back in the office today. After you let Mr. Otterson in, can you finish off replying to the Swiss morning emails, and remember to forward on the Sierra Leone correspondence to my attorney. Scan it first of course. Then you can go for the day. OK?"

Maxine, a brunette, who looked about 22, and was not at all bad looking, possibly too slim for my tastes, told Linda she'd take care of everything, then left the room turning round one final time to smile at me.

I looked over at Linda, who was standing in front of a modern oval island- style workstation, with what looked like a high-end spec PC and six flat screen monitors on top of the workspace. What I'd refer to as a 'Trader setup'.

"This is my home-office, Ron. Given some of the time differences I have to handle, you know, with Europe and Africa, the sellers and the buyers, I sometimes start at 4am. Still, I suppose that's why I make the big bucks!"

I complimented Linda on her setup.

"And, Linda, I just.."

Linda seemed to read my mind.

"Ron, strictly business for now, OK?" she said pleasantly.

"Hmmm, sure," I replied. Maybe my voice showed a hint of disappointment.

She gave me a sympathetic smile, then added, "Ron, anything else, I mean not business-related, we'll get to that later. OK?"

I nodded. So, I was either in, or I was out. I couldn't really tell. But I knew that I needed to be super-professional when Justin arrived.

The thing was, although Linda was admittedly professionally dressed, perhaps just a touch provocatively, her look and mood still exuded a strong undercurrent of feminine sexuality. I could almost smell it in the air. This had possibly led me to subconsciously misconstrue the situation.

Linda was also very nicely made up. She wore a satin burnt orange lipstick, and her eyes were accented in a shiny brown eyeshadow. She wasn't wearing glasses, so I assumed she was wearing contacts. I was pretty sure she'd spent the morning at the hair salon, as her tousled blonde hair looked perfect.

Around her neck Linda wore a small silver Star of David necklace, and it looked like she was wearing the same studded diamond earrings she'd worn during our last encounter, the ones that looked like they cost about ten grand. I could just make them out from under her blonde locks when she leaned her head to the side as she spoke. Linda was the type of woman who wore ridiculously expensive jewellery but didn't feel the need to be too ostentatious about it.

In terms of clothes, Linda had on a tight black and silver striped silk blouse, open to show a respectable touch of cleavage, and a tight knee length silver-gray pencil skirt, that had a slit on the left side that went halfway up Linda's tanned thigh. Her 'business attire but sexy' outfit was finished off by a pair of black stilettos, which featured an intricate diamante embellishment on the ankle straps.

Linda started to describe in general terms what the meeting was about. Then Maxine walked in again, with a guy, who I assumed correctly was Justin.

Justin and I shook hands as Maxine left the room.

"Hi Justin, Ron Abbott," I introduced myself, "I look after Linda's infrastructure and web hosting needs in general."

Justin introduced himself as a website builder and 'integrator'.

Like, me Justin was wearing a business suit and a plain white shirt unbuttoned at the collar. Whereas my suit was black, his was dark blue. Justin was around my height, probably a few pounds lighter than me, clean- shaven, with a strong angular chin, a classical aquiline nose, and piercing blue eyes. His collar-length hair was a lighter shade of brown than I remembered from his social media pictures.

As we all walked in front of Linda's bank of screens, I noticed Justin's inked arms, which were visible at the wrist from under his shirt cuffs.

The business end of meeting took about ninety minutes. Linda showed us a set of online resources that indicated positions of container ships, and locations of waste processing plants, mainly in West Africa, but some in India, and some in China. If she could obtain and analyze the data she needed, including ship details, and information on a plant's waste processing capacity, in near real time, her supposition was that she could predict who had capacity and could take cargoes of toxic waste. She explained that some plants were configured only to process certain kinds of waste, and that would also help her to place cargoes with processors who could handle the loads economically. She also mentioned a 'gray market', which was heavily volatile, but extremely profitable, mainly operating in some West African jurisdictions.

I worked out a lot of the storage requirements in my head. Justin explained about how mathematical models could be hosted in application containers in the Cloud. And overall, I'd say that we made very good progress.

From my side, I estimated the project costs at between 200 to 400k. So, I would get a decent commission if the deal went through.

When we finished our discussions, Linda apologized about not having got to the food. We walked back through to Linda's living room, and she got a tray of cooked meats and small bread rolls.

"No pork, guys, that's the one rule I do try and stick to! But bacon, oh boy! Bacon, I sometimes can't resist that! Canadian bacon, oh my! Irresistible!"

Justin and I were drinking soda, while Linda made a theatrical apology when she poured herself a glass of white wine. I felt like having a glass of wine, but I reminded myself I was here on business.

After we'd eaten, Linda, who was vaping, rather than smoking these days it seemed, asked us all to sit down.

Linda sat down on the couch that I remembered her pleasuring herself using her shoes on my last visit. Justin took one of the round seats to my left, Linda's right as I was looking at it, and I sat down in the round chair dead-center of the couch, in front of the rug where I'd pumped my cock on my previous visit.

Linda took a deep inhale on her metal and glass e-Cigarette contraption and exhaled a massive cloud of mildly fruit-fragranced vapor into the air.

"OK, Justin, so, Ron fucked me about a month ago."

Shit! I took a sharp intake of breath. Jesus! I hadn't expected this. Linda turned her head slightly and stared at me.

"And, Ron, so you know, Justin and I fucked a while back, I think it was in December."

"Start of December, actually", Justin confirmed.

I raised my eyebrows. Justin seemed more casual about this than me. Linda continued talking.

"Anyway, I've fucked both of you. Individually. So, this afternoon, I was kind of hoping you'd both fuck me. Together. It's been a while, guys. Last fuck I had was over two weeks ago. Business trip to Geneva. And it wasn't that great. Whoever said that the French are good lovers obviously never met Pierre. And I do love being spoiled by two guys. So, given our 'history', I thought that maybe you'd like the proposition. So.."

I looked at Justin. He did seem calmer about this than I was.

"So, how about we all go to my bedroom", Linda continued, "I'm very much in the mood."

I raised my eyebrows one more time and looked over at Justin.

"I'm OK, if you're OK, Ron?" Justin said coolly.

I gulped.

"Sure, why not," I replied a little tentatively.

Linda stood up.

"OK, give me ten minutes to get ready. You both know where the bedroom is, right?"

Linda sashayed past us, her high heels clicking on the tiled floor as she headed to the bedroom.

I didn't really know what to say at this point. I was glad when Justin picked up the conversation.

"Ron, sorry, it's a little weird, I know. But can I ask, your time with Linda before, how did it go?"

I got ready to reply. But first I walked over to the refrigerator and was glad when I found there was some wine left. I poured two glasses, walked back to my seat, and handed a glass to Justin.

I took a swig of cold white wine and sat down.

"Well, Justin, it was, you know, the usual kind of setup."

"So, nothing with her feet? Her shoes?" Justin asked.

"Ah!" I smiled, "You too?"

"Yeah. Freaky shit, but good. Did you ass-fuck her?"

I had to think for a few seconds.

"Eh, no actually."

"I did. So when we DP her, you take her ass, OK?"

"Eh, sure," I quietly replied.

"Linda told me she liked being double penetrated."

Justin took a sip of wine, before continuing.

"You've fucked a woman with another guy before, Ron? Like, you're not gonna get cold feet or anything? Not every guy can do it, you know?"

"Eh, Justin, yeah. I've double-teamed a girl before."

"Good," Justin replied, as I tried to work out in my head how many times I'd fucked Louise, or another woman, along with another guy. Fuck, I couldn't actually remember how many times. Which probably said something about my sex life the last couple years.

We both took another drink of wine, then Justin's cellphone buzzed.

Justin looked over at me.

"She's ready. Let's get this party started. OK?"

I stood up. Justin nodded over to the far door, then smiled at me.

"Let's do it, Ron!"

We walked into Linda's bedroom to see her lying on her bed, totally naked. Like our previous encounter, Linda's pussy was clean shaven.

"OK, boys, get undressed. I am feeling so horny!"

I hesitated, but Justin just started taking his clothes off, so I followed suit. Justin got his clothes off more quickly than I did, and as I took my shorts and socks off, I sneaked a look over at Justin's cock. It was already semi-hard, and it looked big. Like me, I noticed that Justin was circumcised.

I stood up straight as I finally tugged my socks off.

Linda took a very long drag on her vape and bellowed a mushroom cloud of the fruity vapor up towards the ceiling. She leaned over and put her vape down, then got up from the bed. She walked first to me and leaned in for a slow wet kiss which instantly got me going down below. I felt the blood flowing into my shaft as Linda pushed her body into mine, and her fruit- flavored tongue snaked deep into my mouth. Linda eventually pulled her head back and gripped my cock and balls, staring deeply into my eyes with a look of urgency.

Linda then turned to Justin and repeated the clinch. I noticed she also fondled Justin's stiffening dick as they kissed.

After a few more seconds kissing, Linda leant back and slowly knelt in front of Justin. As she silently swallowed Justin's rapidly stiffening cock, she reached out and gripped my rod with her left hand, kneading my meat firmly but not too roughly. I got fully hard as I watched, fascinated, as Linda slurped on Justin's meat.

Justin looked round at me and smiled. My immediate thought was that Justin was bi. I could just tell.

Linda slid Justin's now fully hard rod out of her mouth and tilted her head my way. Still gripping my shaft in her left hand, she slipped her warm mouth over the head of my cock, and then started to blow me. She worked my cock with her tongue and lips slowly, not too eagerly. Shit, she was good.

After maybe thirty seconds or so, Linda leaned back and gripped both of our cocks in her hands. Slowly she opened her mouth wide. Very wide. Then she pushed both Justin and my cocks together. I felt a firm but spongy resistance as my glans squeezed into Justin's. I didn't react at the fact my cock was being rubbed up against another guy's. And I was now 100% sure that Justin was bi.

Linda groaned as she forced the tips of our cocks into her mouth. She would put them in, get them only so far, then pull her head back releasing our meat. Then she would repeat the action. Saliva dripped off of our dicks in large amounts, splattering down over Linda's throat and breasts.

I tensed slightly as I suddenly felt Justin put his right hand on my left ass-cheek. But I didn't make Justin take his hand away. I relaxed and looked into his eyes. I could definitely 'tell'.

Linda stopped her awkward but arousing attempts to swallow two cocks at once. She stood up, looked first at Justin, and then turned to me.

"Ron, I know you like guys. You see, I usually do a test when I'm with a guy for the first time. If a guy will eat his own come, and you both did, I am pretty sure he'll eat another guy's come. I'm right, am I not? You're bisexual?"

"Yes," I replied, a little nervously. I wished I'd had more than half a glass of wine.

"And Justin told me he was bi when we fucked. Another test I do is when I give a guy anal for the first time, I ask if, you know, he's fucked another guy's ass. And Justin admitted that he had."

Linda then turned and lay down on her back on the bed. She propped herself up on her left elbow.

"OK, I want you guys to fuck me. But first, Ron, I want to watch you sucking Justin's cock. Will you do that for me?"

I didn't say anything in reply. I simply knelt in front of Justin, and pushing his cock downwards, his very stiff erection was pointing up and away from his body, I slowly slipped my mouth over Justin's glans. I paused then slid as much of Justin's meat into my mouth as I could take. Justin gasped as I gagged slightly, then I slowly started to work his 8-inch cock with my mouth. In, out. I concentrated hard.

"Wow, Ron, you should see Justin's face. It seems you're good at this sort of thing!" Linda giggled.

I tuned out Linda's comments. The thing was, I realized that I absolutely loved sucking cock. And I also realized that when I sucked cock, the main thing I wanted to do was to please whomever it was I was blowing. I really did want to be good at this. I wanted to be a pleasure giver.

"OK, guys, over here! This is my time now!" Linda snapped.

Justin placed his hand gently on my head, and I withdrew his cock from my mouth. I stood up. I looked at Justin's firm body, his inked arms. I was finding that I had become very attracted to him.

"OK, for starters, Ron, I want you to eat me. And Justin, while Ron's eating me, how about you return the favor and suck Ron's dick? Can you do that for me?"

I leaned down onto the bed first as Linda opened her legs. I put my hands on the inside of her thighs, then slowly stuck my tongue into Linda's wet cunthole. I got myself positioned how I wanted, then firmly licked upwards with a single long stroke. I felt my mouth filling with pungent cunt juice, then swallowed before I paused the tip of my tongue on Linda's clit. Linda dug her fingers into my scalp. In response, I pressed my tongue firmly down onto Linda's clitoris. As I did so she shuddered. I decided that my strategy would be to focus only on Linda's pleasure point, so I pushed down hard once more and then started to rhythmically press my tongue up and down on Linda's bean. Hard. I heard Linda start to moan.

At this point I felt Justin grip my pelvis. He twisted my body round slightly, giving himself access to my hard shaft. He gripped my cock and I winced as he started licking my balls. By now all I wanted was for him to suck my cock. After a few seconds of ball sucking, Justin obliged and started to suck my cock expertly. Christ, this was turning out to be a very good afternoon.

Linda took her hands from my head, and loudly told us to 'Stop'.

"Justin, I need you to fuck my pussy! Quick, climb on top. And, Ron, up here, I need your cock in my mouth."

I slid away from Linda, making space for Justin. Without much hesitation, Justin climbed on top of Linda, who opened her legs wide to accommodate him. Justin looked down, then arranging his cock with his right hand he penetrated Linda's vagina.

"Ooooooooooh", Linda purred.

Justin took a moment and then started fucking. He didn't go too hard, he used a firm but not too frantic method. I watched as Linda closed her eyes, then remembered she'd wanted to suck my dick, so I edged up the bed and pushed my cock downwards stopping as my glans hit Linda's closed lips.

Linda looked up, opened her eyes, then parted her lips so I could push my cock down and into her mouth. She swallowed my cock with an audible 'Hmmm".

Justin pumped Linda's cunt for maybe two, three minutes. Although Linda kept on sucking my cock throughout, it felt to me like she was more focused on the pleasure she was getting from Justin's hard cock. I wasn't too disappointed when Linda told us to stop once more.

"OK, let's prepare for the final act, guys."

Justin pulled his by now ridiculously slimy dick form Linda's pussy. I stood up at the side of the bed.

Linda turned herself around and bent over, positioning herself on all fours.

"Justin up here. Give me that gorgeous cock!"

Linda patted the bed. Justin seemed to get the message and lay down on his back at Linda's side. Linda immediately straddled him.

"Ron, here take this", I watched as Linda picked up a tube from her bedside unit. "Lube my ass. Start gently, then put one finger in, then when I tell you, two. Get me good and ready for your cock."

I went behind Linda and sat down on the bed. I watched with interest as Linda gripped Justin's cock, before she slipped it into her cunt.

"Oh fuck!" I heard Justin sigh.

Linda paused.

"Ron, my ass. Do it!"

I squirted a copious amount of lube onto two of my fingers and remembering Linda's directions I first ran the tip of my index finger over the crinkly entrance to Linda's shithole, before slowly inserting my digit an inch or so deep. Linda shuddered again.

Linda and Justin stayed still as I ran my finger around the inner wall of Linda's anus. I waited maybe fifteen seconds then slipped a second finger in.

"Work it good Ron, I want your cock all the way in. Open me up, do it!"

I started working my fingers harder, which in turn started Linda's cunt sliding around on Justin's dick. Justin started sighing again.

"OK, Ron, I'm ready."

I edged backwards and got myself on my knees behind Linda's ass. Justin had started a slow series of pushes upwards into Linda's cunt. I gripped my shaft, got myself aligned with Linda's asshole, which wasn't easy as she kept moving on each of Justin's thrusts upwards. I put my hand on the base of Linda's back, which made her stop moving for a second.

Then I rammed my cock deep into Linda's shitter.

"OH, FUCK!" Linda gasped. This made me hesitate.

"No, Ron, GO! FUCK ME HARD. FUCK MY ASS HARD!" Linda commanded.

I started pumping, firmly, but not totally going for it.

"HARDER RON, FUCK IT! I WANT IT HARD!"

I dropped any inhibitions, and just went for it as hard as I could. My lubed cock was slipping deep into Linda's asshole on each inward push, and I felt my balls slapping against parts of Linda and Justin as I pumped as hard as I could.

Linda was now squealing, and I could also hear Justin moaning, loudly. I wondered if he was about to come.

Pump pump pump! I was completely the driver of this train. It was me that was making Linda's cunt milk Justin's cock. At this pace, I knew I was not going to last long.

Then it all arrived in one big crescendo of orgasmic bliss. I felt Linda's entire body start to quiver. Immediately Justin let out a LOUD groan. Shit, he was coming. Fuck, now I'm coming! And Linda had started to literally scream the walls down. I panted an uncontrollable series of 'Ahs", as I exploded.

My orgasm was intense, probably the best I'd had for a while, and that's saying something as the sex with Louise had been good lately. After four or five spurts, it was over. I stopped moving.

All three of us kept our positions for a few more seconds. Linda then indicated I should withdraw by reaching back and tapping my leg. I pulled my aching cock out of Linda's tight asshole and stood up. Then Linda sat up, awkwardly, before moving her legs over Justin, to the side of the bed.

I marveled at Justin's glistening cock, still engorged with blood. I couldn't take my eyes off it. As Linda made a further move towards the floor, a large gooey blob of Justin's cum dropped out of her gaping pussy, splatting down onto the left-hand side of Justin's slim waist.

I didn't wait to be asked. I pushed myself forward and eagerly ate the pool of Justin's cum mixed with Linda's cunt juices. Justin flinched as I licked it all up. Then I turned my attention to his slimy cock, cleaning up every last drop of Linda's essence, before I drained the last dregs of Justin's sperm from the slit of his dick.

I heard a click as Linda lit an actual cigarette.

"Cigarettes after sex. Perfection as far as I am concerned," Linda smiled.

Taking a long drag, Linda glanced first at Justin, then looked over at me.

"I'm sorry guys, that was great fun, but there are some things I need to do. I'm going to check some emails. Feel free to take a shower before you head out. No need to say goodbye. And let me have details of the tracking system proposal by email by Wednesday. I'd like to get things moving quickly if possible."

Linda perched her cigarette on the edge of her dressing table and put on a long dark-green kimono.

"We'll catch up in a few weeks, OK?"

Justin nodded and I replied with a simple "Sure".

Linda then picked her cigarette up and left the bedroom.

Justin was first to speak.

"Fuck, Linda is some girl, right?"

"Yes", I agreed.

"You wanna shower first, Ron, I'm not in a hurry."

"OK, yeah," I replied.

Justin looked at me.

"Ron, I'll be in touch via email. On the project. If there was any desire your side to do anything outside of work, I mean, something like this, I'd be happy to meet up with you again. It doesn't have to involve Linda."

"I'll give it some consideration", I replied, feeling a bit dickish as the words came out of my mouth. But I was never good after the act, especially with a guy. I wondered if I ever would be.

I showered quickly.

When I came out and dried myself in Linda's bedroom, Justin was gone. I noticed he'd left his business card on top of the pile of my clothes. I pocketed it. Then I left Linda's house without going into her home office and drove straight home.

Because I got home early, I called Louise and arranged to pick the boys up early from Mrs. Manson's. Mrs. Manson was a friend of Louise's mom who could often take the boys for a few hours.

I took the boys for a KFC, then we went to an amusement arcade. When we got home they were both ready for bed, so I settled down in front of the TV with a beer.

At 11pm I got a text from Louise, 'Home soon'.

At 11:25pm the front door opened. Louise walked in holding a freshly lit cigarette. She looked tipsy. Well, drunk. I could tell by that look in her eyes.

Louise then smiled at me and then motioned behind her for Cara and Rudy to enter.

Fuck! I hadn't seen this coming. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

TO BE CONTINUED