At the end of the work day Bruce comes out of his office to collect the two women.
“Anna, Monique will also be staying with us at the house,” he says. “We could set her up in the guest house or in the main house with us. I’ll let you decide.”
He walks the two of them down to the waiting car. He can tell by the way they keep looking at each other that they’re up to something.
Anna takes Bruce’s hand and squeezes it. “Sir, I think she should stay in the main house with us. The guest room down the hall from ours would be perfect for her, don’t you think?” She looks over to Monique and winks. “We should keep her close by.”
Bruce chuckles and shakes his head as they climb into the car, wondering what he has gotten himself into. He sits next to Anna, sandwiching himself between the girls. Monique rests her head on Bruce’s shoulder, stroking his thigh. “Mr. Bruce,” she purrs, “I am so excited to be staying with you and Miss Anna.”
Then Monique pulls out her phone and sends a quick text and says, “Mr. Wyatt has asked me to update him on how things go. I wish he would have come with me, we would have had so much fun the four of us” she moves her hand across Bruce’s lap, grazing her crotch. She takes his hand and kisses it before sucking on his thumb playfully, moaning as she does.
“I think Mr Wyatt knew what he was doing when he sent you and not your sister,” he says, trying to ignore the growing bulge in his pants.
Monique giggles and lets his hand go.
“Oh I can’t wait to get out of these clothes!” she says, pulling at the buttons of her blouse.”I am not used to wearing so much, you know?”
She giggles and bites her lip. “I don’t like you two wearing so much either. Why does America hate nakedness? Naked is natural and fun!”
“Your luggage is already at the house,” Bruce chuckles. “Though I suspect you did not pack many clothes.”
“Oh, you silly man,” she says, rubbing his bulge. “You don’t want me to have clothes on.” She giggles again.
“Miss Anna, you will be naked at the house, yes?”
She lays across Bruce’s lap, pulling Anna’s face to hers, kissing her deeply and sliding her tongue between her lips.
“If naked is what you want me to be, then naked I will be. Although I usually enjoy wearing a comfortable robe. We have to give Bruce a chance to resist us, don’t we?” She moves Monique’s hand to his now prominent bugle and starts rubbing, smirking at him.
Bruce tries to speak but words escape him as the girls reveal their plan to double up on him.
Monique squeals in glee and claps her hands together as they pull up to the house.
“Sir, shouldn’t we warn her about the boys?” Anna says as they exit the car.
“Boys? There are boys here?” Monique says as Bruce opens the door.
“In a way…” he says as Gus and Merle come charging toward them.
“Doggies!” Monique squeals as they knock her over. Gus immediately starts licking her face while Merle sniffs about her.
“These are my boys, Monique,” Bruce chuckles. “Gus, Merle, let the poor girl get in the house.”
They let her up but not because he said so. They respond to Anna shaking their treat bag.
“Anna has gotten very good at spoiling them,” he says, helping Monique off the floor.
“They are so big! I have never seen such big doggies!” she says.
Without a thought she begins taking off her suit. Before anyone can say a word she is naked, framed by the late sunlight shining through the windows.
“You weren’t kidding,” Bruce laughs at her.
“Is it so funny?” she says, walking toward him and unbuckling his belt.
“Yes. Terribly funny,” he says looking her in the eyes.
Anna walks over to them. “What’s so funny?” Anna moans into his ear. “I want to hear the joke.”
The two of them work well with each other to tease him and each other. Anna pulls Monique’s hand away from his belt and pulls her up the stairs to the bedroom, hoping he’ll follow.
Once the door is open, Monique starts to pull Anna’s clothes off, not caring if Bruce is there or not. “I must see you naked again Miss Anna,” she purrs. As the last piece of clothing hits the floor, she pushes Anna onto the bed and climbs on top of her. She starts to kiss her, pressing their bodies together. Anna moans and kisses her back, not hearing if Bruce decided to follow them or not.
“Monique… Fuck…” Anna moans as Monique continues to kiss and rub her body. She rolls the French girl on top of her and starts to return the favor, kissing down her body, hovering over her pussy, “I haven’t tasted your pussy myself yet. Only on Bruce’s cock…” She winks at her and moans.
Bruce takes the time to hang up his coat. He picks Monique’s clothes off the floor and deposits them in the laundry. He pulls a bottle of wine from the rack, pops the cork, and puts it on a tray with 3 glasses. Then he heads up the stairs with it.
He hears Monique before he is halfway up the stairs. Moaning. Squealing. Yelling Anna’s name.
He walks into the bedroom and sees them on the bed. Anna’s face pressed deep into Monique’s pussy by both of her hands. Her slim legs thrashing and shaking. Anna’s ass pushed into the air revealing both holes to him. Begging to be fucked.
He wants her. He wants to fuck senseless and shower them both with his cum.
But he can’t. Not yet.
He loosens his tie, pours a glass of wine, and sits down to enjoy the show.
“Well, looks like you two found a way to unwind after work,” he says loudly, making his presence known to them.
They both grin at him before Anna returns to her rhythm. Monique is clearly enjoying her skills with her mouth and tongue. She tastes sweet. Anna loves how she moans by her every touch. This must be how Bruce feels when he pleases her.
She plunges two fingers into her and sucks her clit again. Spreading her own legs slightly so Bruce can see her increasingly wet pussy, beckoning him to use her.
Monique groans and her thighs keep shaking before she pulls Anna’s head up by her hair and kisses her.
“I want to taste you too, Miss Anna,” she moans.
Anna smiles and without a word, pushes Monique back onto the bed and straddles her face, facing Bruce, smiling and rubbing her nipples as the French girl’s tongue slips between her lips. Anna moans before leaning back down and sucking on Monique’s clit again, not wanting to let her get out of cumming for her.
Bruce sees Anna bringing her head up periodically to look at him. He pulls his cock out and starts to slowly stroke himself knowing she is too far away to touch him.
He knows Anna can see him but Monique can not. He lets out a small moan to tease her more. Anna bites her lip and grinds her pussy onto Monique’s tongue. She wants them both but she can’t have it. Bruce knows this is teasing her unmercifully.
He strokes faster. His cock gets harder. Anna watches it bounce and twitch his hand. He pulls his balls out and starts to rub them. They feel swollen and sore, so full of cum. He feels like he could explode at any moment.
Anna smiles at him, giving Monique a moment of relief, moaning and biting her lip as she watches him stroke himself. She feels Monique increase her pressure and groans, feeling her thighs start to shake.
He moans again. Louder. His breath gets faster. He stands up. He takes a step toward them, his cock seeming like it is pulling him toward them.
Then he grabs his cock and pushes it into the cold wine in the glass, letting out a pained groan, and holding it there until it goes soft again.
Anna lets out a disappointed whimper as she watches him plunge his cock into the wine. He walks over to her, red wine dripping from his cock, and kisses her deeply.
“Make Monique cum, Anna” he commands.
She kisses him back and whispers, “Yes, sir…”
She climbs off of Monique’s face and takes her spot back between her legs, presenting her own ass and pussy to him as she plunges two fingers into Monique’s pussy. She’s wet enough that she can easily slide her thumb into her ass as well..
Monique shudders and moans loudly. She can’t put words together. Anna clamps her lips around her clit again and sucks as she pumps her fingers in and out of her pussy and tight ass hole.
Bruce stands and walks toward them. He positions himself so he is between their faces, his cock still out and equal distance from both of their mouths.
Anna sees it and makes a move towards it. He pushes her head back down to Monique.
“I gave you a job to do. Now do it,” he commands.
Monique makes her lunge for him. He grabs her by the throat and pushes her back down to the bed, not releasing his grip.
“You need to cum. Now,” he tells her, looking her in the eye.
The combination of Anna’s fingers and tongue on her as well as being choked and commanded is almost too much for her. Her body begins to shake. Her hands grab at her small, firm breasts and pinch her hard nipples. She gasps for air. Her face starts to turn red.
Then it happens.
She pushes Bruce away from her body, breaking his grip on her throat. Her hips start to buck, pushing her pussy into Anna’s face again and again. She writhes and tears at the sheets like a woman possessed. She intensely speaks words in French they don’t understand but the reaction of her body is a universal language.
Her cum blasts out of her snatch and onto Anna’s face and body. She begs her not to stop. As soon as the first wave subsides a second takes over her, squirting again. She pushes Anna’s hand away, her pussy now too sensitive to be touched. Her slim body convulses again and again. Then she starts to come down. Breathing heavily. Her body becoming still.
Then she giggles. “Ooopsy I made a mess of you, Miss Anna.”
“Not to worry, Monique, I didn’t think I was that good,” she winks at her then turns to face Bruce, hoping he is proud of what his slut can do.
He leans in and kisses her, whispering, “Good girl.”
Monique pushes him out of the way, tackling Anna backwards onto the bed. She kisses her again and again, her body somehow both slick and sticky as her cum covers both of them.
“Oh thank you, thank you!” she says between kisses. “Oh merci, mademoiselle! That has only ever happened to my body one time until now!”
She kisses, licks, and bites Anna.
“Now I must return the favor!” she whispers with a giggle. Moving down her body, tasting herself on Anna’s skin.
“Miss Anna, please cum for me. Please?” she whispers from between Anna’s legs, taking long, soft slow licks up her pussy.
“I…. I don’t know if I’m allowed to,” Anna says, looking at him with pleading eyes.
“Mr Bruce, please say yes? Please yes?” she says, not looking at him but continuing to lick her.
“No,” he says, pouring another glass of wine.
“No? Why do you say this no?” she says, shocked. She stands up and walks over to him.
“You do not cum and it makes you a mean, cruel man!” she says, her finger in his face. “You have the beautiful woman who wants to give you such very nice sex at all times and you say no!”
She turns and marches back toward Anna.
“You are not the boss of me, Mr Bruce!” she gives a defiant grunt, and jumps back between Anna’s legs.
It takes all he can do to not laugh at her tantrum. He tries to maintain his composure.
“Anna, take our guest to the dungeon,” he says sternly. “It appears some discipline is in order.”
“I will meet you there in 5 minutes. Do not be late.” And with that he walks out the door.
“Yes, sir” Anna responds quietly as you he exits the room.
“Dungeon?” Monique asks, now nervous.
“Bruce is a good master, Monique. But your must obey him. You talked back, which means punishment is in order.” She stands and takes Monique’s hand. “I’m not sure what he has in mind but we can’t be late.”
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