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The main floor is quiet now. The team have been sent to the pub with two hundred quid behind the bar to celebrate the successful completion of our latest project.
I begin to undo my tie as I make my way back to Maddie’s office. There’s only one way I want to celebrate and it’s waiting for me inside that room.
I hear a low moan as I open the door. I rip my tie from around my neck and start on my shirt buttons as I walk in, taking a moment to lock the door.
“You couldn’t wait for me then?” I ask wryly, shrugging out of my shirt.
Watching Maddie suck on Aidan’s bottom lip makes my cock twitch. I see her tongue flick out before her full lips capture his, taking it inside her mouth. She is only a few inches shorter than him in her high heels, slender where he is broad. Her blouse is hanging open, I catch a tantalising glimpse of black lace.
She smiles and continues to torment him. I love to see her mouth on him, love to watch his reaction.
Jesus, I lost count how many times I watched her working today and imagined her mouth on me. She was in her element, troubleshooting, checking the detail, kicking ass when needed and always aware of the next step; taking us where we needed to go. She was fucking mesmerising.
She turns her head to look at me. “Get over here.”
It is a command I am more than willing to obey.
I walk over and stand at her back. They continue to kiss as I slip the blouse from her shoulders. I see Aidan close his eyes as his tongue reaches out to touch Maddie’s. So hot seeing him lost in her. I bend a little to kiss the vulnerable nape of her neck. Her hair is up, she prefers it this way.
I press my hard cock against her backside, groaning when she moves against me. Looking over her shoulder I see Aidan watching me with hot, heavy lidded eyes.
Dropping the blouse I lift my arms to cup her small breasts. Pulling the bra down, I immediately take hold of her nipples. I hear her breath hitch as I roll and pull them. She is incredibly sensitive there. I feel her press into my hands, searching, wanting more.
Aiden’s open hands stroke up her back, getting rid of her bra on the way. I watch their journey back down the elegant line of her spine, the gentle curve of her waist as he unzips her skirt. I take over from there, falling to my knees I tug the skirt down with her knickers and tap her ankles to step out of them. My eyes move from her black heels, up her long, slender legs to the place between her legs that I want to taste. My mouth waters.
She steps back from Aidan. “Get naked.”
Walking over to the couch, she sits down facing us. Our belts jingle in unison as we strip for her. My heart begins to pound. Finally naked, we walk over to where we know she wants us to be.
Her legs are spread wide, I can’t take my eyes off her fingers gently stroking up and down her slit. Taking hold of my cock, I stroke the length, pumping once, twice before I have to let go.
We kneel between her legs, our shoulders touching, one arm goes around each other, the other rests on each of Maddie’s thighs. We’ve found it’s a more comfortable fit this way.
Aidan and I look at each other, the flush on his cheeks surely matches my own. I feel it sweep down my neck, onto my chest. No matter how many times we do this, the anticipation always makes my stomach tense. We lean towards each other to kiss, a slow, soft exchange of excitement and want.
“Oh I love watching you kiss – so beautiful.” She murmurs.
We smile and break apart with a last long lick. Our eyes meet. We don’t need to speak. We move as one until our mouths hover just above her pussy. Her hands settle on the back of our heads, gripping then releasing our hair. She is impatient tonight.
Her pussy is pink and glistening; the neat folds smooth and inviting. We take it in turns to kiss her, lightly at first, tiny flicks of our tongues; long, soft strokes either side of her folds. We never touch her clit. We tease, suck and lick her everywhere else until her hips are moving in a steady undulating rhythm and she is emitting an almost continuous low moan.
“Oh fuck yeah!” She is breathless. “That feels so good. Don’t stop doing that… oh god, I love watching you both.”
I look up to see her hands squeezing her breasts, her eyes locked on us. There is a desperation there already. I tangle my tongue with Aidan’s, covering the whole of her swollen, wet flesh with long, firm strokes. We move up to her clit and lavish it with attention, her head goes back, her back arches. My cock feels like it’s going to explode, I want to take hold of it but know I must wait. She is close now. I want to see her come, want to taste it and feel it on my tongue.
Aidan shifts slightly and thrusts two fingers inside her. Maddie’s stomach clenches, we hold her thighs apart, fucking her with mouths, tongues, fingers; continuous motion that makes her thighs shake and her hands pull and tug at our hair.
“There! Fuck! Don’t stop, don’t you dare fucking stop!”
She sits forward as her muscles tense and screams out her release. We continue to fuck her until her body jerks and twists. She pushes our heads away and collapses back against the couch, panting and gasping for breath. She is flushed, her skin shiny with sweat.
This is my favourite version of Maddie.
We sit back on our heels, cocks straining and wait for our next instruction.
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