‘Have you booked the hotel rooms?’

‘Yes, I did it this morning.’

Martin narrowed his eyes at his colleague.

‘What?’ the pretty blonde said in mock annoyance. Despite her 42 years, Kat looked ten years younger, slim, toned from regular running and gym sessions. ‘Just because I’m blonde doesn’t mean I’m thick.’

A murmur of dissent at her statement rippled good-naturedly around the office, causing Martin to smirk. Kat rolled her eyes.

‘Well, I hope so, because this training course is going to be boring and the only thing I’m looking forward to is a few nights in a hotel and free room service.’

‘Have you booked the hotel rooms?’

Lucy said, approaching her colleagues. She was twelve years younger than Kat and fifteen years Martin’s junior. She, too, was blonde, but where Kat’s came from a hair stylist’s bottle, her’s was a natural, dirty blonde, thick and wavy. And although she didn’t have the runner’s body of Kat, she was in good shape, sexy with full lips, and breasts that bounced as she walked across the office.

‘Yes!’ Kat replied, feigning exasperation.

Lucy looked at Martin for an explanation, which did not come; instead, he laughed and shrugged.

***

‘I’m sorry,’ the young receptionist said, looking nervously at her screen. ‘But I just don’t see a reservation for three rooms, just one room in the name of Katrina.’

‘Fuck,’ Martin sighed. Beside him, Lucy put her hand over her eyes.

***

‘Well, at least the bed is a super king size,’ Kat said with a smile.

‘Which would be great,’ Lucy sighed. ‘If we had one each.’

‘In our own rooms,’ Martin said.

‘So, how are we going to do this?’ Lucy asked.

‘Well, Kat fucked this up,’ Martin said with a smile, turning toward his colleague, ‘so you get to sleep in the middle.’

Kat was about to protest, but instead nodded contritely.

***

The door closed with a bang, the room light coming on.

‘At least the food was good,’ Lucy said, the three of them standing by the bed. ‘Wow, it’s really warm in here.’

‘Look,’ Martin said. ‘I think we just suck it up and go to bed. Kat, you’re in the middle, I’ll take this side, Lucy, you’re closest to the window.’

‘That’s fine with me,’ Kat said in her usual lighthearted tone. ‘But I’m going to take a shower. And you two should as well if we’re sharing a bed.’

‘Great idea,’ Martin said, turning towards the bathroom. ‘Let’s go.’

‘That’s not what I meant,’ Kat said.

Lucy laughed but looked a little embarrassed. ‘I know they say if it  happens outside your postcode it isn’t cheating,’ she said, ‘but I’m pretty sure Steve wouldn’t agree.’

‘Boring,’ Martin replied, flopping down onto the bed and picking up the TV remote. He started to flick through channels, trying not to think about Kat as she walked into the bathroom, undressing, soaping up in the shower. Lucy sat in the armchair and put her feet on the bed next to him. She pushed his shoulder with her foot, but then looked embarrassed. He looked over at her, and she smiled. ‘Bit awkward, isn’t it?’ she said.

He shrugged. ‘It’s just for a couple of nights,’ he said, smiling, noticing that she held his gaze a moment too long before looking at the television.

From the bathroom, the sound of the shower stopped, and a few moments later, Kat appeared in loose pyjama bottoms and a white vest top, towel drying her hair.

‘Bathrooms free,’ she said in a sing-song voice.

‘I suppose that’s me then,’ Lucy said, easing her feet off the bed, kicking Martin on the shoulder again. He watched surreptitiously as she padded across the room. He always liked to watch her and Kat in their office; Kat’s runner’s body with perky boobs and tight bum, and Lucy’s sexy ass and boobs which, some days, appeared to be testing the resolve of her bra while other days seemed to hide beneath a loose top, causing him to wonder just how big they actually were.

‘Do you want Martin to wash your back?’ Kat asked.

‘I think I’ll be okay,’ Lucy replied as she disappeared into the bathroom.

Kat laughed, flopping onto the bed in Martin’s spot.

‘Don’t think you’re staying there,’ Martin said, looking at her. ‘You’re in the middle.’

‘I know!’ she replied, sounding like a child who’d been reprimanded. They both fell silent, staring at something mindless on the television as the shower started up again.

‘Are you imagining Lucy naked?’ Kat asked.

‘I am now,’ Martin replied. ‘Are you?’

Kat wrinkled her nose in thought. ‘She’s not really my type,’ she said. ‘Not enough penis.’

The TV show went to a commercial break just as the shower stopped, and Martin muted the television.

‘Do you think she double-clicked the mouse while she was in there?’ Kat asked.

‘I don’t think she was in there long enough,’ Martin replied.

‘Really?’ Kat said. ‘If I’m horny I can get it done during the add break.’

‘Go on then,’ Martin said, pointing at the muted television.

A few moments later, Lucy emerged from the bathroom dressed in silky pyjamas, steam following her. Martin watched from the corner of his eye as she walked across the room, her breasts now obviously unsupported.

‘My turn,’ Martin said, sliding off the bottom of the bed, taking his toiletries from his bag.

‘Shall we open a window?’ Lucy asked. ‘It’s really warm in here.’

‘Yeah, I was thinking that,’ Martin replied.

Kat nodded. ‘I’m not sure I’m going to be able to sleep under the covers tonight. I hate being too hot, I usually sleep naked.’

Martin looked at her with raised eyebrows.

‘But you’re going to refrain from doing that tonight, aren’t you?’ Lucy said with a laugh as she dropped her dirty clothes into her bag.

‘Why’d you have to ruin things?’ Martin said in mock annoyance. ‘Don’t take my spot,’ he said to Kat as he headed for the bathroom

Standing under the shower, he couldn’t help picturing Kat and Lucy, naked where he now stood. He soaped up his front, his hand sliding along his penis as it grew. Better let that go down before I walk out there.

By the time Martin left the bathroom, dressed in a clean pair of boxers and a t-shirt, he’d convinced his erection go subside to a more manageable semi, which he tucked away, partially covered with his t-shirt. But the smell of his freshly showered colleagues made it flex as he dropped his clothes into his bag. He quickly lay on the bed, pulling his t-shirt down.

While he’d been in the bathroom, Kat and Lucy had pulled the covers off the bed and were lying on top of the sheet. Lying in the hot room, the three of them chatted but gradually they all yawned.

‘I think I’m done,’ Martin said. ‘I'm going to sleep.’

From her position in the middle, Kat agreed. ‘Me too. But I can’t sleep in these pyjamas bottoms,’ she said, shimmying them down her long legs, giving Martin a glimpse of her black knickers. ‘No looking.’ She turned to Lucy. ‘I’m talking to you,’ she said with a laugh.’ But beside her Lucy already had her eyes closed. breathing softly,

***

Martin looked at his watch - he’d been trying to sleep for a couple of hours, but the strange bed, minimal sleeping space, and his two attractive workmates lying next to him made sleep elusive. Usually, he would have masturbated to help himself sleep - he’d been hard ever since they’d turned out the light - but that didn’t seem to be an option. Or was it? The memory of Lucy’s boobs bouncing under her pyjama top and then Kat’s long legs beside him and a flash of her knickers reigniting his earlier erection, plus he’d been sure that he’d caught a glimpse of her nipple pressing against her vest top, confirming that she was also braless.

He looked to his right. Kat was lying on her side, facing him, her pretty face relaxed in deep sleep. Beside her, Lucy’s blonde hair tumbled down over her shoulders as she slept with her back to Kat. Could he get himself off and get away with it? He didn’t want to go into the bathroom and do it. Just a few strokes might be enough to placate him for tonight.

Carefully opening the front of his boxers, he released his erection, letting it lie back. He hadn’t been this hard in a while, and the smell of Kat and Lucy and their close proximity to him was driving him crazy. Hopefully, a few strokes would do i,t and his t-shirt would be dry by the morning.

On the other side of the bed, Lucy stirred, and he waited. When she was still again, he reached down, but then Kat moved. He was about to ease his hard-on back inside when he stopped. The idea of being exposed next to his pretty colleagues was too enticing. He’d never been into exhibitionism, but being exposed near them felt nice. Just for a few minutes, he thought.

Lying still, he looked down. Light from the hallway coming in around the door illuminated the room enough that he could see his erection.

‘Are you going to do something about that?’ The soft whisper made him jump but he still didn’t rush to hide his hard-on. Beside him, Kat had moved closer, her clean skin and minty breath only adding to his arousal. Martin closed his eyes.

‘Don’t pretend you’re asleep.’

Martin opened one eye and looked at her.

‘Well,’ she said. ‘Are you going to take care of that?’

‘What do you mean?’ Martin asked.

Kat nodded her head towards his hard-on. ‘Are you going to have a wank?’

‘Well, I’d thought about it, but I don’t think I can now.’

‘Why not?’

‘Because you’re watching.’

‘Why is that a problem?’

‘You want to watch?’

Kat nodded.

Reaching down, Martin took his penis in his hand, stroking slowly.

‘Will doing it slowly do it for you?’ Kat whispered.

‘I don’t know, but I don’t want to wake up Lucy,’ he replied.

‘Do you want my knickers?’

‘What do you mean?’

‘They’re soft, it might feel nice.’

He nodded and watched as Kat moved to the bottom of the bed, reaching into her bag to retrieve the underwear she had been wearing that day. She passed them to him and lay back down on her side, watching as he wrapped the small black thong around his shaft.

‘Does that feel nice?’ Kat asked.

Martin nodded. ‘What about the ones you’re wearing?’

‘You want the ones I’m wearing?’

Martin nodded again, looking at her.

‘They’re not as sexy as those. These are bedtime ones. But why not.’ Checking that Lucy was still asleep, she carefully slid her underwear down her legs, passing them to Martin. He took them, holding the gusset to his face, taking a breath.

‘Your pussy smells amazing,’ he whispered, his hand moving faster on his hard on.

‘Are you getting pre-cum on my knickers?’

‘I expect so. You need to wear them again tomorrow.’

‘I had no idea you were this naughty,’ Kat said. ‘Can I do anything else to help?’

Martin looked over at her and she rolled her eyes, sitting up and taking off her top. Martin reached over, stroking her nipples.

‘Anything else?’ she asked.

He glanced down at his hard-on.

‘Take your boxers and T-shirt off,’ she said.

Martin quickly slipped off his T-shirt and threw his boxers onto the floor.

Laying back down, Kat took his cock in her hand. Martin groaned, watching as she began long, slow strokes.

‘You’re really hard.’

‘It’s lying next to you two.’

Kat moved closer, resting her face on his shoulder, watching her hand moving on him. ‘Are you watching?’ she asked, her mouth close to his face.

‘I am.’

‘Do you like to watch?’

‘Yes.’

‘Me too.’

‘What are you two doing?’

Martin looked over at Lucy, who had turned over and was looking at them in the half-light. He expected Kat to stop her ministrations, but instead she carried on.

‘Martin had a hard on so I’m just helping him out,’ Kat said matter-of-factly. ‘He wasn’t getting very far on his own so we thought I might be able to finish him off before you woke up. You’re welcome to watch.’

Expecting Lucy to stand up and leave the room, Martin was surprised when she lifted herself onto one arm, looking over Kat’s shoulder.

‘Nice cock,’ she said.

‘Right?’ Kat agreed. ‘Didn’t realise we had this walking around the office.’ She looked over her shoulder at Lucy. ‘Do you want to help?’

‘It looks like you have everything in hand,’ Lucy replied with a laugh.

‘Climb over there and give him your boobs,’ Kat said.

‘My boobs?’

‘Yeah, they’re bigger than mine, and it was obvious when you came out of the bathroom that you’re not wearing a bra.’

Lucy’s cheeks flushed, but she giggled and climbed over the two of them to Martin’s side of the bed, unbuttoning her top and slipping it off her shoulders. Martin’s hard-on flexed in Kat’s hand as he watched Lucy expose her breasts. ‘You wanna feel ‘em or suck on them?’ she asked.

‘Both,’ Martin said, his voice a little strained.

Lucy leaned forward on all fours, letting her colleague take one breast in his hand while his mouth engulfed her other nipple.

‘Oh, that feels nice,’ she sighed.

‘Is this going to make you cum?’ Kat asked Martin as she watched him sucking and stroking Lucy’s nipples.

‘Not yet,’ he replied, releasing Lucy’s stiffening bud for a moment.

‘Really?’ Kat asked. ‘You’ve got a cracking pair of tits in your face and me wanking you off with my knickers. What more do you want?’

‘Maybe you should shag him,’ Lucy said, fighting the urge to slip her hand inside her pyjama bottoms.

‘I could,’ Kat agreed. ‘Or you could let him watch you play with yourself. Although that wouldn’t stop my arm from aching.’

‘I shouldn’t even be letting him play with my tits,’ Lucy said. ‘Letting you both watch me finger myself is really crossing a line.’

‘Let me do it for you,’ Martin said.

‘There you go,’ Kat replied, attempting to switch hands.

Lucy paused. ‘I’ll let him play with my pussy if you’ll fuck him.’

‘Done,’ Kat replied. ‘My arm is killing me.’

Unwrapping her knickers from Martin’s cock she dropped them on his chest, lifting her leg like she was mounting a bicycle.

‘Why are your legs so long?’ Lucy said, moving out of her way.

Kat held Martin’s cock against her lips, using the tip to part them. She looked at Lucy. ‘Well, I’m ready. Are you going to let him finger you?’

‘No one is going to tell Steve about this, are they?’

‘We don’t even know Steve,’ Martin said, rolling Lucy’s nipple in his fingers, before flicking his tongue over the other one.

‘Of course we won’t tell him,’ Kat said.

‘Okay, well, make sure you don’t,’ Lucy said, looking at Kat. ‘It’s okay for you, being single.’

‘You don’t have to,’ Martin said as Kat continued to tease herself with his hard-on.

‘No, I do want to,’ Lucy replied.

‘You fancy him, don’t you,’ said Kat.

‘No,’ Lucy replied, her cheeks flushing.

‘Yes, you do. I’ve seen you looking at him at work. You know he was in his teens when you were born.’

‘Shut up,’ Martin replied. ‘Don’t remind her.’

‘It’s okay, I’m fully aware,’ Lucy said. ‘It’s fine, I like an older man. It’s a pity Steve isn’t.’ She laughed.

‘Okay, well, I’m going in—or rather, he is,’ Kat said. ‘I haven’t had a cock inside me for months, since Mike and I split up.’ She lowered herself, feeling the tip of Martin’s cock slide between her lips. She watched Martin’s face, watching from the corner of his eye as he sucked Lucy’s breast, seeing him take a deep breath at the sensation as his sensitive tip slid into her hot, wet cleft.

‘Oh, I think he liked that,’ Lucy said, ‘he just sucked my tit harder.’

‘Get your knickers off,’ Kat said, her voice husky with the sensation of being filled. Beside her, Lucy quickly pulled her pyjama bottoms and underwear down, kicking them off, spreading her legs, one hand on the bed, the other on Martin’s chest, her fingernails leaving small indents on his flesh.

Martin looked from Kat’s smooth pussy to Lucy’s which had a narrow, blonde strip of fine hair. He reached down, sliding his finger down over her clit to her warm cleft, his digit slipping inside her, curling around to find her g-spot, his hand pressing on her clit.

‘Oh, that feels good,’ Kat breathed as she lowered herself all the way onto him. ‘How is it for you?’ When Lucy didn’t answer Kat nudged her thigh. ‘Oh me? Yes, it feels amazing.’

‘Don’t you make her cum first,’ Kat said, poking him in the stomach. ‘Y’know, he’s in good shape for a guy his age,’ she said.

Lucy nodded, her eyes half closed as she moved her hips to meet Martin’s hand.

‘Y’see,’ Kat said. ‘I knew you fancied him. Once I’ve cum you can take a turn.’

‘I don’t know,’ Lucy replied. ‘I’d feel bad about cheating.’

‘Fuck me, Lucy,’ Kat laughed. ‘You’ve got your tits in his mouth and his finger in your pussy and you think fucking him is going to be cheating more?’

Lucy shrugged, letting out a small moan.

‘Oh, no you don’t,’ Kat said, starting to grind against Martin. ‘I want to cum first. That goes for you too,’ she said to Martin. ‘Don’t you cum until I’ve had at least one orgasm.’

‘I’ll do my best, but I can’t promise anything.’

‘Okay, I’ll have to put in some effort,’ Kat said, leaning forward, pressing her clit against the base of Martin’s cock rocking her hips. ‘Oh that’s good,’ she groaned.

Beside her, Lucy let out a groan of her own, ‘Keep doing that,’ she whispered. Beneath her, Martin felt his finger become wetter as she pushed against him, and he carefully slipped in another. Lucy let out a louder moan, pulling his head against her breasts. ‘Oh, oh,’ she moaned as she began to tremble before letting out several gasps as she came. ‘Oh fuck, yes,’ she moaned, panting. As her climax ebbed, she touched his wrist, and he stopped his movements, sliding his fingers out. With her hair hanging over her face, Lucy fell to the side, lying on the edge of the bed.

Still breathing hard, she pulled herself up the bed, to the pillow, looking over at Martin, suddenly pulling his face to her, kissing him hard.

‘I knew you fancied him,’ Kat said, riding Martin harder. ‘Keep kissing him.’

As Lucy kissed him again, Martin reached up, taking Kat’s small breasts in his hands, rolling her nipples between his fingers, his tongue finding Lucy’s as she slipped it into his mouth.

‘Yes,’ Kat moaned. ‘Keep doing that.’

‘Are you close?’ Martin asked, as Lucy kissed his neck.

‘Yes, I can feel it.’

‘Cum for me, Kat.’ Beside him, Lucy kept kissing his neck, watching him stroke Kat’s nipples, suddenly a little embarrassed at being naked.

‘Yes, yes,’ Kat was saying as her orgasm built and as it burst through her, she let out a loud moan, ‘fuuuccckkkk.’

Falling forward, she quickly kissed his mouth. ‘Did you cum?’ she asked.

‘Not yet,’ Martin replied.

‘Lucy,’ Kat said, looking at her. ‘Are you going to take a ride on his cock? It’s really good.’

‘I don’t know,’ Lucy replied. ‘Oh fuck it. Why not.’

Kat quickly moved off him and Lucy swung her leg over, as Kat held his cock. Lucy paused. ‘Are you okay touching my pussy?’ she asked.

‘I mean, I’m not going to finger you,’ Kat said. ‘But a quick touch won’t bother me.’

Lucy laughed and carefully lowered herself onto Martin’s hard-on.

‘Technically you’re touching my pussy now,’ Kat laughed.

‘I’m trying not to think about that,’ Lucy replied. ‘Martin, this is a bit cheeky but could you try not to cum inside me. That would be a step too far.’

‘I won’t,’ Martin said.

‘Can you cum again this soon, you lucky bitch?’ Kat asked, smiling.

‘I’m not sure,’ Lucy replied moving up and down on Martin’s cock. ‘But it does feel nice inside me.’

‘When I’m on top I lean forward and grind my clit,’ Kat said.

‘Me too,’ Lucy said, panting. She leaned forward, and Martin gently scissored her nipples, feeling the weight of her breasts as she rode him.

‘Oh,’ she moaned. ‘I think this is going to work.’ She pressed harder onto him, moving to draw out her climax. ‘Oh shit!’ she called. ‘Yeeessss!’ Lucy’s mouth dropped open, and she panted as the waves of her orgasm continued.

‘Two gorgeous blondes cumming on your cock,’ Kat said, her mouth close to his ear sending goosebumps down his neck. ‘I bet that doesn’t happen every day.’

But Martin was too caught up to answer. He could feel his own orgasm approaching, and Lucy was still riding him, enveloped in the waves of pleasure. ‘You might need to slow down,’ Martin said, his fingers squeezing Lucy’s breasts a little tighter. ‘I’m getting close.’

She opened her eyes. ‘I’ll get off,’ she replied. ‘But maybe we can get you hard again later.’

‘Who’s going to finish him off?’ Kat asked.

‘I’ll do it,’ Lucy replied as she lay on the opposite side of him. ‘He’s got my pussy all over him now anyway.’ Lucy  held his cock, waving it from side to side

‘Well, I’m not going to be a spectator,’ Kat said. ‘I’ll play with his balls.’

Martin watched as Lucy stroked his cock and Kat lay between his legs, her manicured nails brushing lightly over his tender flesh before she moved forward, kissing and licking.

‘Just play with the tip,’ Kat said from between his legs.

‘Like this?’ Lucy asked, rolling her fingers and palm around the swollen, slippery head,

‘That’s right, just tease it, nice and slow.’

Martin let out a groan as Lucy played her hand across his sensitive tip, her other hand stroking his shaft.

‘Fuck,’ he moaned, watching his two colleagues. ‘That feels amazing.’

‘Go slower,’ Kat said. ‘Really tease him. Now stop.’

‘Urgh!’ Martin groaned as Lucy followed her workmate’s instructions.

‘Now go fast until you think he’s going to cum and then stop.’

Lucy held his shaft, stroking as fast as she could.

‘Ha,’ Kat said, ‘your boobs really move when you do that.’

‘They look amazing,’ Martin said, his voice strained. Suddenly, Lucy stopped, watching as more pre-cum oozed down over his head, slowly running her fingers through it, spreading it around.

‘Ahh fuck,’ Martin called. ‘What are you doing to me?

‘Tell me you’re not enjoying it,’ Kat said,  smiling as she kissed his balls. She watched as Lucy alternated between teasing his tip and stroking his shaft, stopping each time she thought he was getting too close to cumming. Pre-cum had covered his tip, and she ran her fingers on either side of his head and shaft. Martin’s back arched, and he held her thigh, his other hand reaching for the back of Kat’s head, gently tangling in her soft hair, her mouth on his balls as she circled her tongue around them.

‘Do you think we should let him cum now?’ Lucy asked.

Kat paused, her tongue still playing over his balls. ‘I suppose we should,’ she said. ‘I’m a bit worried he might pass out if we don’t.’

Lucy nodded and looked at Martin as she slid her hand along his shaft.  ‘Faster? Slower?’ she asked.

‘A little faster, please.’

‘So polite,’ she said as she increased her speed, hearing Martin’s breathing deepen, his body tensing. They both watched as he started to gasp, and Lucy gave a little yelp as he came, his thick fluid shooting up and over him, splattering the wooden headboard.

‘Fuck!’ he called as he came. ‘Don’t stop.’ More, less powerful jets of cum landed on his stomach and Lucy’s fingers. Then, as his orgasm began to subside he let out a breath. ‘Just a little slower, please’

Lucy slowed her movements, urging the last of his cum to drip out as Kat continued to lick his balls.

‘That was a big one,’ Kat said, looking up at the mess on his chest and the headboard.

Lucy nodded. ‘I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone shoot it that far before,’ she said laying his penis down, looking at her fingers. She leaned forward, kissing his mouth, her tongue pushing between his lips.

‘You definitely fancy him,’ Kat said, waiting for her to finish before sliding up over his body, lying on him, kissing his mouth.

‘So, how long do you think before you can get hard again?’ Lucy asked.