Date: Tue, 10 Apr 2012 10:24:02 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: Office Intrigue (lesbian/adult youth, oral F/Fg) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between two women and one of their daughters. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2012 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Office Intrigue By Jan I always considered myself to be an average housewife and mother until I started working with Gina at the dentist's office. I always thought I had a predictable life. I think I had an average childhood. My parents named me after a beloved aunt, named Dian. I always maintained school grades in the top 5 or 10 percent of school. As I entered puberty my girlfriends and I experimented with sex when we had pajama parties. As we entered high school our sexual attraction became focused on boys. I lost my virginity at the age of sixteen to a boy I thought I was in love with. When he told me that he was in love with another girl it broke my heart. I vowed to not give myself to another man until I was married. I did just that. My parents paid for me to go to the university where I got my degree in dental hygiene, and met a guy getting his degree in civil engineering. We were married right after graduation. My husband got a job working for an engineering company designing a bridge to replace a bridge declared unsafe and obsolete. I started working for four different dentists. That required my working in different offices on different days. I thought my world was perfect. My story was not uncommon from a lot of young wives I guess. One afternoon I felt sick, and left work early. As you probably guessed I walked in on my husband in bed with another girl. The divorce proceedings were quick. The reason I had gone home early was because of morning sickness. My daughter, Danica, was born before the divorce was final. My mother babysat while I made a living to support the two of us. I devoted myself to providing Danica everything possible. I was able to provide her with dance lessons, equestrian lessons, swimming lessons, and tutors to insure that she would do well in school. My life became very predictable again. I eventually formed a partnership with a dental office that had a couple of general dental practitioners and an oral-maximal specialist, close to John Wayne Orange County Airport. I even had a couple of days to teach at my alma mater. Danica and I were doing well. I even bought us a nice beach home in Newport Beach, California. My sex life was nonexistent, but I thought I was happy. Then our dentist office hired a new dental assistant, named Gina. She was very professional in the office. She fended off any flirtations from our dentists or patients very deftly. She couldn't help but attract men, because she was a beautiful young lady. She didn't wear hospital scrubs to work. She chose to wear pastel colored uniform dresses that were short enough to show off her magnificent legs. Gina was the kind of woman that would turn anyone's head. She had luscious raven black hair that cascaded down her back, huge brown eyes that could melt the heart of anyone when she batted those long eyelashes. Her skin was a flawless golden brown, and her full lips begged to be kissed. She had a warm personality that made you feel as if she was interested in everything you said. Other women were either jealous or attracted to her. She was always pleasant to me at the office. Over time she became friends with me. We would go to lunch together. She was a pleasant conversationalist. We shared a lot of information about ourselves. When I told her about my marriage and divorce, she sympathized with me, and revealed her own bitter experiences with men. Besides her bitterness regarding men she never mentioned any romantic relationships. She did express a true interest in Danica's activities. I was a proud mother, and Danica was my favorite subject to talk about. It was not long before I invited Gina to come with me to watch Danica at swim-meets and equestrian events. It was not long before the three of us were inseparable. There came a time when Danica was attending summer camp, with a group of her junior high girlfriends that were members of Jobs Daughters. Gina and I planned to celebrate the occasion by hitting a couple of cocktail lounges after work. We changed clothes at the office. Before we got too drunk to drive, Gina suggested I come home with her. I had not slept in another bed, other than my parent's home for many years. I was curious about Gina's home as well. She lived in a small condominium near the town of Corona Del Mar. It was clean and comfortable. It looked like it was furnished by an interior decorator, because it didn't reflect Gina's personality at all. I didn't see much in the living room that told me much about her. She went into the kitchenette to get us a couple of glasses, a bottle of Seagram's 7 and a bottle of 7-UP. We settled down on the sectional couch to get drunk. While we were drinking and talking, Gina said, "Dian, I can't help myself. I love you!" I thought she was talking platonically. I was pleased and assured her, "I love you too!" Gina knew I didn't understand. She placed her arm around my back and placed her hand on the back of my neck. The way she was stroking my neck felt nice. I still did not get the message. She brushed my hair back behind my ear with her other hand, and kissed my ear. The shock of her action froze me for a moment. I turned my head to confront her, and protest. She planted her lips on my mouth, that preventing me from saying anything. The kiss was very passionate. When I gave up struggling she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue into my mouth. The hand that had brushed back my hair moved to my shoulder. She stroked the skin on my bare shoulder. After rubbing her fingers up and down a few times, and she ran her finger from my arm to the side of my breast. She circled the bulge on my dress caused by my nipple with her fingertip. I caught my breath when she placed the palm of her hand over my whole breast. I had not kissed a girl like that since I was a young pre-teen. I couldn't help it when she played with my breast; my vagina started getting wet and tingly. After I recovered from the shock I relaxed, and returned her kiss. She grew bolder. While continuing to hold my neck she kissed me hard, as she started fumbling with the buttons on the front of my blouse. When she had several undone, she put her hand inside, and played with my breast through my bra. I had surrendered completely by that time. Gina said, "Let's go to my bedroom where we can be more comfortable!" It was not a question, it was simply a statement. She stood up, and pulled me to my feet. She led me by the hand to her bedroom. When we entered the room I saw for the first time a room that reflected her. By that, I mean the furniture was cluttered with discarded clothing. She even had to brush a few items from her bed. She must have tried a couple of different looks that morning before selecting the clothes she had on. There were strings of pearls hanging from her vanity mirror. The vanity was cluttered with makeup items. The room smelled of body powder and perfume. There were framed pictures on the walls, armoire, dresser, and nightstands. There were a variety of women represented in the photographs. I assumed the women were relatives, but I asked, "Who are the women in the photographs?" Gina said, "They are women that I have been in love with over the years." I noticed that a number of the head shots of the women were supported by their obviously naked breasts. Some of the full body posed shots the young ladies were totally naked. I would have never suspected that Gina was a lesbian until that moment. She stood there next to her bed, and took me in her arms again. She kissed me ardently, as she started removing my clothes. I stood there like a statue as my clothes were peeled away. I felt self- conscious about being naked before this woman. She was so beautiful, while I had put on a good 25 or 30 pounds after Danica's birth. I knew all of my flaws, from sagging breasts and tummy below my navel to the lumpy appearance of cellulite on my legs. Gina didn't seem to notice. Gina sat me on her bed while she did an impromptu striptease for my benefit. The first thing she did was to pick up my warm panties and smell the crotch of my panties. It embarrassed me terribly! I watched her as she started to remove her own clothes. The tight fitting bodice of her simple black cocktail dress showed off luscious looking breasts. When she removed the dress there was no bra, and there was no need for one either. The conical shaped breasts stood up proudly. The large brown areolas were capped by large brown nipples that stood out in front of her body like accusing fingers. She had on dark self-supporting nylons, black three inch pumps, and the sexiest little black laced panties I had ever seen. The low rise panties barely covered her pubis. The lace did little to hide the tangle of black pubic hair. She rolled down the panties very playfully. I found it very erotic the way that she teased me before exposing her pussy. She had shaved her pubis so that no stray hairs would peek out from under her panty legs or waistband, but the rest of her vulva was like a wild patch of thick black tangled hair. She wrapped the crotch of her warm panties around her index finger, and waved them under my nose. Just smelling her odor was so erotic I thought I could cum right there and then. She didn't take off her nylons or pumps before positioning me on the middle of her bed. She mounted me like a horse, only backwards. I was looking up at the erotic patch of pubic hair, as she leaned forward. She parted my labia and started lapping at my wet pussy. The aroma emitted from her moist pubic hair made my mouth water. I had not tasted a pussy in a dozen years. It was so familiar though. As she lowered her hips, I opened my mouth as her pussy covered my face like a warm gas mask. My nose was close enough to her asshole that I could smell the sweet fragrance of her ass. My tongue was probing her pussy and my chin was pressed against her clit. She was rocking back and forth to feed me her pussy. She was doing the same things to my pussy. There was no stopping her until we both had wet climaxes. We even lapped up each other's juices. It took awhile before she turned around on top of my body, so that she could kiss me again. What a mess we were, and our makeup was smeared all over our faces and our faces smelled like each other's pussy. That was probably the most satisfying tongue kiss I had ever experienced. While she was expressing her love for me, she was massaging my breasts. She was sucking on my nipples and covering them with the remainder of my own juices. We spent the weekend making love to each other until I had to go home to clean up before work. It was hard to maintain a professional relationship at work, because I wanted to kiss and feel her up all day. Every night that week we sought out new ways to have sex with each other, as soon as we got Danica into bed. As the following Sunday drew close I stated to get concerned about keeping my relationship with Gina a secret from Danica. When the time arrived for the bus to return the girls back to the Masonic lodge retreat, Gina accompanied me. There was the typical tear filled reunion when Danica came running to hug me. Danica had met Gina at work before, so she wasn't surprised to see her with me. They exchanged hugs and smacked cheeks like women do. We tossed her duffel bag into the trunk of my car. Danica had to sit in the front with me, so that she could recount all of the exciting things she had done at camp. I swear she told us everything that had happened during the past week before we got home, because she never stopped talking. The three of us went out to dinner after Danica had dropped off her bag, showered and changed clothes. We went to her favorite Italian restaurant. We stuffed ourselves. Gina and I had cannolo's and cappuccino, while Danica had spumoni ice-cream. It was comforting the way Danica got along with Gina, but I also saw a glint in Gina's eye, and that bothered me. Could I really trust Gina to keep her hands off of my daughter? The three of us began to enjoy each other's company. We went to the movies, dinners, concerts and Danica's sporting events together. For her, it was like she was my daughter's aunt. It was obvious that Gina was attracted to my daughter. Eventually I came to grips with my feelings, and confronted Gina about her feelings for Danica. She blushed when she admitted that she wanted to devour my daughter. I had mixed emotions about my feelings. I wanted to protect my daughter, but also knew that she was probably already sexually active with her girlfriends. I suspected that with her Jobs Daughter girlfriends. I debated if I should allow my girlfriend to seduce her or not. I eventually told Gina that I would be attending a refresher class for a weekend at the University of Southern California, so she could take Danica on a date. Gina practically wet her pants, at the news that I was allowing her to date my daughter. I told her that when I got home, I wanted her to tell me everything that took place. When I got home Sunday night, I could not tell by Danica's actions if anything had happened. It was driving me crazy, all day. I couldn't ask Gina if she had managed to seduce her at work. I couldn't very well ask her to come home and fill me in with Danica there. I figured I would call her after bedtime to find out what had happened. When I got home, Danica's Jobs Daughter friend named Gwen was there. They were making dinner together. I retreated to my bedroom and bathroom to clean up and change clothes. When I returned to the kitchen, the girls were setting the dinner table for four. I wondered who the forth plate was for. Before I could ask about the fourth plate, the doorbell rang. Danica asked me to get that, because her hands were wet. I went to the door, and was mildly surprised to find Gina standing there dressed in her sexy little black shift. She hugged me and even kissed me passionately on the mouth. I couldn't help looking around to see if the girls had seen the kiss, even though there was no way they could have seen from the kitchen. I said, "I assume you are the forth the girls are preparing dinner for!" Gina said, "They invited me last night!" The girls had set the breakfast table because it was ideal for four to have an intimate meal. When we sat down the girls poured the wine, and served the roast. It was exciting because I knew that the girls were dying to tell me something. When we were finished they served fresh French Vanilla coffee, with a sorbet. While we were eating Danica said, "Mom, I wanted to tell you how much I love you!" (Here it comes!) While Gina was looking after me this weekend, she asked me if I had ever had sex with my girlfriends. I admitted that Gwen and I had been lovers since we started going to camp together. She wanted to know what we did, while making love. She invited me to show her, by doing it to her. All that we had done was kiss and play with each other's pussies. Gwen offered to show me all of the ways that females could enjoy sex with each other. Saturday night she had me call Gwen to come over. The three of us made love to each other all night long. I felt my pussy getting wet, while listening to my daughter telling me about having sex with my lover. She got out of her chair and came around the table, to stand behind me. She pulled my hair away from my neck, as she placed her hands on my shoulders she kissed me on the neck. Her hands slid down my chest, and grasped my breasts. Gina was sitting to my left, and I felt her hand resting on my thigh. I almost cried when I felt her pulling up my skirt to play with my pussy. Gwen set about gathering up the dishes, and putting them in the dishwasher. When the table was clear Danica and Gina pulled me to my feet. They took off my clothes and placed me on top of the table. All Gina had to do was unzip the back of her dress. When her dress fell to the floor, all she had on was nylons and heels. She mounted me on top of the table, with her pussy over my face. Before she lowered her cunt, I saw Danica disrobe before spreading my legs. She sucked my pussy like an expert. While I was being smothered by a wet pussy, I caught a glimpse of Gwen peeling off her clothes. While I was lapping at the black haired pussy over my head, I witnessed Gwen sticking her tongue into Gina's asshole. After Gina and I finished cumming, the girls told us all about the night at camp. They demonstrated to us what they had been doing. Then they showed us what they had learned from Gina. I have to admit that watching them made me horny. I couldn't resist tasting my daughter's pussy. Gina was doing the same thing to Gwen. The four of us became true lovers from that night on. If Gina was not spending the night, Danica slept with me. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.