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Part 1

    "You really are naive, Jo."
    "Why do you say that, Sally?"
    "You really think that guy wants anything more than to get into
your drawers?"
    "Yes, I'm sure."
    And she was sure.  Bill was such a gentleman.  He never made any
untoward advances.  After all the warnings she'd received back home
about men in the city, she was happy to have met such a man.
    "Well, be on your toes, dear."
    "I will."  Although Jo was sure it wasn't necessary.
    She continued dressing.  Back home, her outfit would have been
considered risque, here, it was almost conservative.  She checked
herself in the mirror.  Everything was right.
    Bill arrived several minutes later.  Jo looked forward to her
evening.
    Many hours later, it was a different Jo who walked through the
door of the apartment she shared with Sally.  Her clothes were
disarrayed and tears ran down her face.
    Sally walked out into the livingroom, tying her silk robe.  "What
happened?"
    "It was terrible!  I'm so humiliated!"
    "Come here, dear."  Sally beckoned with open arms.  She took the
sobbing redhead to her.  "Are you okay?"
    "I guess so..."
    "What went wrong?"
    "He tried to rape me!"
    "That bastard!  What happened?"
    "We went to a show after dinner.  After the show, instead of
bringing me back here, he drove to the park.  we were sitting in the
car when he started trying to take my clothes off."
    "What did you do?"
    "As soon as I could, I got out of the car and ran home."
    The brunette continued to hold the weeping girl as she continued
to cry.  When her tears slowed, Sally spoke softly.
    "Let's get you out of those clothes and in to bed."  With that,
she began undoing Jo's blouse.  After sliding off the blouse, she slid
the skirt down the sobbing girl's hips.  When she reached around to
unhook the bra, Jo seemed to hesitate.
    "It's okay, just us girls."  Sally reassured her.  She continued
the disrobing.  Finished, she slid her arm around the naked girl's
waist and led her toward the bedrooms.
    "But, this is your room."
    "That's okay.  I figure you need to cry on someone's shoulder."
    Once on the bed, Sally took Jo in her arms again.
    "I'm so frustrated."  Jo moaned.  "I almost wanted him to take
me."
    "Why didn't you let him?"  Sally queried.
    "It's not right!"
    "Who says?"
    "Everyone."
    "Who's everyone?  Maybe back home, but not here.  What's wrong
with enjoying yourself?"
    "I was scared, I've never...."
    "Been with a man?"
    "Yes."
    They lay together in silence for a time, as Sally softly caressed
Jo's back and shoulders.  Jo slowly responded, hugging the other girl
in return.  When Sally's hand brushed lightly across the top of her
buttocks, Jo unconsciously pressed her groin into the other girl's. 
When Sally's lips lightly brushed hers, Jo sought them, returning a
more passionate kiss.
    When Sally's tongue probed her lips, Jo drew back.
    "No, it's wrong..."
    "What did I tell you?  Enjoy..."
    Jo hesitated momentarily, but soon was returning Sally's kisses
with equal passion.
    Meanwhile, Sally had undone her robe.  Jo started when Sally's
naked tits brushed hers.  When Sally's hand slid between their bodies
to caress her breasts, Jo moaned and thrust her chest toward the
fondling hand.  She moaned with pleasure when Sally broke their kiss
and bent her head down to suckle a nipple.  While her lips caressed the
taut nipple, Sally slid a hand down to Jo's crotch.  Jo sighed as the
exploring digit slid between her labia.  She shuddered when it found
her clitoris.
    Jo arched her hips forward in response to the invading finger,
welcoming the sensations it aroused in her.  She had never had such
feelings before.  The pleasure continued to mount to almost unbearable
heights.  At last, the waves of pleasure crashed down on her.  She
screamed with delight, hugging Sally.
    But Sally was not done.  She continued her fingering, restoking
the fires of Jo's desire.  Jo barely noticed when Sally's lips left her
breasts and Sally's tongue slid a wet trail down her belly.  Only when
Sally's tongue replaced the finger did Jo react.
    The flick of Sally's tongue on her already swollen clit drove Jo
wild.  She nearly reached her second climax immediately.  When she
reached to hug Sally to her, she realized that Sally had reversed her
position.  Sally's pubis was now in front of Jo's face.  It was obvious
what Sally wanted, a return favor.
    With some trepidation, Jo stuck out her tongue and tentatively
licked at Sally's sex, tasting Sally's musky juices.  As Sally's tongue
drove her to new heights, she buried her face in the brunette's muff
and eagerly reciprocated.
    After several more climaxes, they fell asleep in each other's
arms.
    Hours later, Jo woke with a start.  Where was she?  She felt
Sally's naked body next to her.  Had she done the things she remembered
doing last night?  Shame filled her.  Jo carefully slid out of bed and
went to her own room.  How could she face Sally after last night?
She donned a robe and went to the kitchen to fix breakfast.
    A little later, Sally walked in.  When Jo looked up, she saw that
Sally was nude.  Jo blushed almost as red as her hair and averted her
eyes.
    At first, she was reluctant to even talk.  Only after a very
strained meal did she verbalize her problems.  She apologized for her
actions and voiced her shame.
    Sally led her into the livingroom and sat her down for a chat. 
After awhile, Jo relaxed a bit, but still found it difficult to
look directly at the other girl.
    When Jo had calmed down sufficiently to at least talk, Sally
interrupted their conversation long enough to roll a joint from their
stash.  It didn't take long for Jo to feel the effects of the shared
joint.
    She listened as Sally continued speaking, still voicing her
reservations, but less strenuously.  It seemed to her that the drug had
less loosened her inhibitions than opened her mind.  She had to admit
to herself, yes she had enjoyed herself last night.  She had felt good. 
She'd been more than willing the whole time.
    With her new insight, she looked at her roommate.  Yes, Sally did
have a beautiful body.  And she knew that her own body was desirable.
    "You should learn to be comfortable with and enjoy your own body." 
Sally was saying.  As she spoke, she was caressing herself.  "Try it."
    Hesitantly, Jo lightly felt herself through the robe.  Her nipples
sprang to hardness as she stroked her breasts.  At Sally's urging, she
undid her robe and caressed the bare flesh.  Before long, she was
imitating Sally, her legs splayed, a finger buried deep in her cunt. 
She quickly brought herself to an orgasm.
    The following week was blissful, as they enjoyed themselves.
Never had Jo felt so wonderful.  Sally was a caring lover.
    The only problem arose when Bill called to apologize and ask for
another date.  Sally was violently opposed.  After much soul-searching,
Jo decided to take him at his offer, despite Sally's opposition.

Part 2

    Could she carry it off?  How would Bill react?  How would Sally
react later?  Jo wondered as they drove to the restaurant.
    She'd dressed carefully for this date.  Would Bill take the bait
after last time?
    All through dinner, his eyes were on her, drinking in her beauty. 
Jo attempted no overt moves.  A knot of fear tightened in her stomach. 
Would he?  Could she?
    Dinner finished, they sat contentedly, listening to the band. 
When a slow number started, he asked for a dance.  Once on the floor,
he pulled her close to him.  She could feel his desire, as well as her
own.  She felt the growing stiffness in his pants.  A second knot
joined the first.
    By the time they were ready to leave, she was torn between fear
and desire.
    Entering the car, she boldly, but nervously slid over next to
Bill.  He reacted by putting his arm around her shoulder.  When he
suggested going to his place, she acquiesced.  
    During the entire ride, he did no more than caress her shoulder.
Once at his apartment, he offered her a drink.  Small talk followed.
As they sat together, his arm slid around her shoulders.
    Jo kept wondering if she had the nerve to follow through.  She was
answered when he finally leaned over to kiss her.  She eagerly returned
his kiss.  When his tongue probed her lips, she parted them to give him
access.  The hand at her waist was meanwhile sliding up to fondle her
right breast.  
    Instead of reluctance, she felt desire.  She thrust her tit
against his hand.  In answer, he slid his hand up and undid the first
few buttons of her blouse, then slid it under, feeling the soft
material of her bra.  When she offered no resistance, he slid his hand
inside her bra.  Her nipple jumped to attention at the touch of his
fingers.  He continued a for a few moments before pulling his hand
free.  Further undoing her blouse, he then undid the front clasp of her
bra.  He paused long enough to finish with her blouse before he pushed
aside the fabric of the bra, baring her tits.  He now caressed both,
paying equal attention.
    Finally, he broke the kiss and lowered his face to her breasts,
suckling first one nipple and then the other.  Jo moaned.
    His hand dropped to her knee.  Her short skirt had ridden part way
up her thigh.  When his hand slid between her knees, she parted her
legs slightly.  Emboldened, he slid his hand under her skirt,
encountering her stocking tops, just realizing that she had worn
stockings and garter belt, rather than pantyhose.  His searching hand
slid up the smooth skin of her inner thigh above the stocking.  She
parted her legs wider.  He wasted little time finding her silk panties. 
Jo moaned as his finger caressed her sex through the thin material.
    Bill squandered little time.  His fingers sought the waistband of
her panties, intent on gliding underneath them.  When he realized that
she was wearing them over the garterbelt, he tugged them down.  She
raised herself to help.  He quickly slid them past her knees and down
to her ankles, where she kicked them off.  Her skirt was promptly
pulled up.
    Jo could feel the heat of her desire as his hand fondled her
pussy.  She wanted him so bad.  
    She hesitated for a moment when he guided her hand to his crotch. 
He'd managed to work his pants open and expose his erection.  She shied
away from taking it in her hand at first, but his finger on her clit
was driving her wild.  His prick felt so big in her hand and seemed to
grow as she tentatively stroked it.  A knot of fear returned, could she
take this big thing inside her?
    When Bill suggested going to the bedroom, she made up her mind. 
She had to go through with it.  She'd risk it.  She'd hate herself if
she didn't.  And he was right.  The bedroom was better for her first
time.
    She allowed him to lead her into the bedroom.  A large waterbed
with silk sheets dominated the room.  As they undressed each other, the
thought quickly entered her mind, had he made the bed this way in
anticipation of what might happen?  No matter, it was happening.
    Once on the bed, he began exploring her body.  Her desire had
built to a fever pitch.  She was ready.  "Now."  she said.
    Bill understood.  He slid between her legs and positioned his cock
at her pussy.  Gently, he entered her.  A look of surprise came to his
face when he met resistance.
    "Please, do it."  she asked.
    "You didn't tell me..."
    "Don't stop!"  she replied.
    Bill thrust hard and she felt the pain course through her as her
maidenhead ruptured.  Bill slowly pulled out and then drove in again. 
He continued his leisurely fucking for awhile until she adjusted to it. 
As he continued his motion, she finally felt some pleasure.  The
pleasure began to increase with time.  Bill slowly increased his pace
and she could feel what she now recognized as the first stirrings of
her orgasm.
    She was approaching her climax when she felt the jets of cum
exploding into her cunt.  He was done, would he let her finish?  She
thrust her hips upward, urging him to continue just a little longer. 
Bill seemed to understand, fucking long enough to carry her over the
top before collapsing on top of her, spent.
    When he finally rolled off of her, he looked at her.  "You never
told me you were a virgin."
    "Did it matter?  Thank you for waiting for me."
    Before long, they were asleep in each others arms.
    Jo awoke first the next morning.  Bill was lying on his back, the
covers at his feet.  Jo looked at his body.  God, his pecker looked so
small now.  On impulse, she bent down and kissed the head.  She saw it
stir slightly.  She kissed it again.  It grew more.  She opened her
lips.  Bill's dick seemed to have a mind of its own, finding her parted
lips.  She began gently sucking and licking at the growing penis.
    Her ministrations finally woke Bill up.  He began giving her
directions, teaching her, as it were, the fine points of cocksucking. 
Before long, he prick erupted, filling her mouth with his salty cum. 
They both drifted back to sleep.
    Jo awoke sometime later to the sensation of a tongue at her
snatch.  Bill was kneeling between her legs, head buried in her muff. 
He needed no lessons, her climax was close at hand.  At last she was
there.
    Bill was sporting a raging hardon.  Jo was more than willing to
have another session.  This time, Bill suggested she be on top.  She
straddled his hips and lowered herself onto his manhood.  God, it went
in so deep.  This was fun, being in control.  This time, she was able
to climax first.
    They lay together in the afterglow, looking forward to more
fucking, when Bill's phone rang.  Bad news, he was needed at work,
immediately.  So much for fun.
    Jo stuffed her underclothes in her purse.  Dressing only in
blouse, skirt and shoes, she rode back to her apartment with Bill.

Part 3

    Sally was lounging on the sofa when Jo arrived home.
    "What happened?"
    Jo explained the to call to work.
    "Well, how was your night?  Tell me all the details."  She
motioned Jo over to the couch.
    By the time Jo had finished her story, Sally was openly
masturbating herself.  "Damn, why could I never find a man like that? 
Well, did you get enough?"
    "No.  You're not mad that I was out with Bill?"
    "I've given up on men.  Just as long as you don't forget me.  Come
here."  Sally took Jo in her arms and fondled her as they kissed. 
"What's this?  Forget your underwear?"  She said as she noted the soft
flesh under Jo's clothes.  "Cool, we can get you naked faster."
    Jo's few clothes ended up on the floor in a trail toward Sally's
bedroom.  They wasted little time finding the bed and joining in a
lustful 69.
    "You must have had a good time last night, I can taste the cum in
your pussy."  Sally commented.  As they relaxed after their first bout,
Sally asked, "Ever met my friend Peter?"
    "No, who's he?"
    "You mean, what's he."  Sally reached into a drawer and pulled out
a large dildo.  "Peter is a hell of a guy, never lets you down.  Always
makes sure you cum."  With that, she put the dildo to her mouth and
swallowed it, licking the plastic until it was wet with saliva. 
Satisfied, she placed the head of the artificial cock at the entrance
to her quim.  Quickly, she shoved it in and began fucking herself. 
"Another great thing" ,she breathed between strokes, "is that Peter
knows just how you want it.  Hard and fast or slow and easy."
    Jo watched in fascination as Sally continued to frig herself with
the plastic prick, taking the entire length inside her.  She was
obviously nearing another climax.  Jo reached over to tweek Sally's
nipples, which sent her over the top.
    "God, that was good.  This time, you handle Peter.  Sit on my face
and I'll eat you while you do me.  Hard and fast, like the last time."
    Straddling Sally's head, Jo lowered her cunt to the other girl's
waiting mouth.  She took the dildo, still partially embedded in Sally's
vagina and began fucking her roommate with it.  Sally avidly tongued
Jo's clitty in response.  Jo could feel her climax coming in little
time.  She fucked Sally's cunt harder, causing Sally to lick harder,
driving them both to the summit.
    Jo was eager to try out the dildo.  At first, she slowly stroked
in and out, but swiftly increased the speed.  The plastic phallus
filled her, driving her wild.  She shuddered as she came again.
Exhausted, she drifted off to sleep.
    She woke up sometime later to find that she couldn't move.  She
discovered that she was bound with scarves at wrist and ankle.  Sally
stood over her with another scarf.  "You're entirely in my power," she
informed Jo "I can do whatever I want to you."  With that, she
blindfolded Jo with the remaining scarf.
    For a few minutes, nothing happened.  Jo lay waiting in
anticipation and trepidation.  Finally, a pair of lips brushed hers. 
Next a tongue licked her ear.  Then her left nipple.  Then her belly
button.  The tongue continued to tease until she was begging for
release.  Still the tongue teased.  She felt hands lifting her buttocks
and a tongue lightly licking her vagina.  She tried to thrust her
womanhood against the invading tongue, begging for more.  Still the
tease.  The tongue slid down.  She trembled as the exploring tongue
lashed softly across her anus.  Again it slid up to her cunt.  Again
her asshole.  Again her pussy.  Again her asshole, this time probing
shallowly.  A few more licks on her clit.  Now deeper in her anus. 
Again a few nibbles on her clit.  Back and forth, bringer her slowly
and tantalizingly nearer to climax.  When she thought she could stand
no more, the invading tongue drove her on to new realms.  She climbed
higher and higher, not knowing where the top was, until she felt ready
to explode.  Finally, her orgasm crashed down on her.
    She was given time to recuperate and to wonder what would happen
next.  She apparently drifted off, as she awoke to feel soft pubic hair
in her face.  She stuck out her tongue and met a moist vagina.  Having
little or no control, she passively lay with her head in one place,
allowing Sally to control the action, but still eagerly participating. 
Meanwhile, she felt the dildo positioned at her vagina.
    Sally fucked the phallus slowly in and out.  Once again she was
teasing, working Jo slowly and tantalizingly toward orgasm.  At the
critical moment, Sally increased the speed, sending yet another wave
crashing over Jo.
    Hours later, when Sally freed her, Jo dropped off into a welcome
sleep.

Part 4

    It was a dreary week.  Bill was out of town and so was Sally.  Jo
was horny and making it with herself only dulled the edge.  When Jean,
a girl in her office asked if she'd like to double, Jo jumped at the
chance.  
    "My boyfriend's cousin is visiting him and he needs a date."
    "No problem, I'm at loose ends.  What's up?"
    "Joe was talking dinner and a movie.  There's a good flick at the
drivein."
    "Okay."
    The other three picked her up later that evening in Joe's van. 
The van was heavily customized and very luxurious.  After a friendly
dinner at a local steak house, they headed for the drivein.  By the
time they were settled in at the back of the lot, Joe and Jean were
already petting heavy.
    Harry pulled out a pipe and filled it.  The smell of weed quickly
filled the van.  Joe took his hand out of Jean's blouse long enough to
take a hit.
    The couple seemed oblivious to the other two.  As Jo watched, she
reflected on the situation.  A month ago, she'd have been outraged by
the display before her.  Now, she found herself turned out.  She stared
at Jean's exposed tits, aroused by the sight.  She found herself
wishing Harry would make a move, or even thinking of making a move on
him.  So far, he was sitting watching the action intently.
    The exhibition continued.  Jean's skirt was by now bunched up
around her ass, with Joe's hand inside her panties.  As the others
watched, she opened Joe's pants and pulled out his cock, immediately
bringing her head down and deep throating him.  Meanwhile, he was
working her panties down.
    "Wanna shotgun?"  Harry asked.  When Jo agreed, he took a large
lungful of smoke and leaned over.  When their mouths met, he blew the
concentrated smoke into her mouth.  When he was done, his mouth
lingered.  Sensing no resistance, his pressed his lips to hers.  Jo
reciprocated his action.
    At last!  This stuff had made her incredibly horny.  It seemed
like a race to see who could undress the other first.  Quickly, they
were as naked as the other couple.
    Harry squandered little time sliding on his back between her
parted legs, burying his face in her muff.  Jo lowered herself forward,
toward the front of the van in order to suck his rampant prick.
    Harry knew what he was doing.  He knew how to find the right
spots.  She could feel his licking her asshole.  No wait, he was
sucking her clit.  No both.  Both!?  She felt a pair of hands pull her
asscheeks apart.  Pausing in her sucking for a moment, she pulled her
mouth free of Harry's dick and glanced back.  Joe was fucking Jean
doggy-style.  And it was Jean who was licking her ass!  Jo returned to
her cocksucking with vigor.  This was unreal.  The combined action of
the two tongues was glorious.  As she neared her own orgasm, she knew
Harry was near and redoubled her effort until his pecker exploded it
load of jism deep into her throat.  Harry and Jean persisted in their
tonguing of her orifices until she came.
    Nothing was said about what had transpired.  The pipe was refilled
and relit and the four naked people sat toking in turn, all pretenses
of watching the movie dropped.
    Jean was the first to speak.  "Was her pussy as tasty as it
looked?"  Harry did not answer.  "Well, only one way to find out." 
With that, she slid between Jo's legs.  "Guys, I've got two holes back
there, why don't one of you fill one?"
    Joe acquiesced and Harry positioned himself behind Jean, quickly
burying his cock in her waiting cunt.  Leaning back on her hands, Jo
was able to follow all the action.  Her view was finally blocked by
Joe,  who had decided to join in.  Placing a foot on either side of her
hips and leaning forward, braced against the front seats, he presented
his erection to her face.  Jo needed no prompting to wrap her lips
around the pecker before her.  She began to understand Jean's actions. 
This double assault was driving her crazy.  It took but a short time
before all four were again climaxing.
    After this round, they all agreed that they were fucked out.  Jean
invited everyone back to her parent's house.  She was house-sitting for
them while they were away for the month.  Besides, the movie was nearly
over.  Everyone donned enough clothes to appear presentable. 


Part 5

    Arriving at the house, once inside clothes were quickly abandoned. 
Jean led them up to the main bedroom with its spacious bed, where the
four exhausted people promptly fell asleep.  They awoke the next
morning still entwined.
    Jean made the observation, "You know Jo, you got eaten and got to
suck a couple of cocks, but you never got fucked.  It's only fair to
start the day off right.  Which one do you want?"
    Remembering the previous evening, Jo answered without much
thought, "Why not both?"  The men quickly agreed.  Logistics were
worked out.  Joe would fuck her doggie-style while she sucked Harry's
dick.  It was so good, pricks pounding into her at both ends.  Jean was
content to masturbate as she watched.  Long before her opposite
orifices were filled with cum, Jo had experienced several climaxes.
    When the men had recuperated, Jean announced that it was her turn. 
"I want a sandwich."  Jo wondered what she meant.  She watched as Jean
prepped the two cocks, sucking them to rigidity.  When Joe positioned
himself behind Jean, Jo assumed that he was simply going to fuck her
from the rear.  When Harry approached from the front, Jo realized that
Joe's prick was buried in Jean's ass.  How could she take that thing up
her rectum?  Jo watched in fascination as Jean was literally sandwiched
between the two men.  It took a few moments to coordinate, but soon
Jean was being soundly fucked from both ends.
    How did she do it?  Both her rectum and her pussy were stuffed. 
There was no question she was enjoying the double pronging, she had had
several orgasms already.  Jo masturbated furiously as she watched the
lewd display.


Part 6

    Jo was just getting ready to leave work when her boss called her
to his office.  It was unusual for him to be here so late.  The rest of
the staff had left for the day.
    "You wanted to see me, Mr. Harrison?"
    "Not so formal, Miss Moore.  Do you mind if I call you Johanna?"
    "Jo is ok."
    "Fine, Jo, just call me Jim."
    "Yes, Jim."
    "That's better.  I asked you in here for a reason.  You're being
considered for a management position and I wanted to do a personal
interview."  They proceeded to discuss various requirements of the
position and Jo's qualifications.  Jim seemed satisfied on those
counts.  His next question caught her off guard.  "Do you consider
yourself open-minded?"
    "Yes, I think so."  she stuttered.  Where was he leading?
    "Good.  I'd like to discuss and explore other of your attributes."
    "Yes?"
    "Let's talk about your physical attributes."
    There it was, out on the counter.  Was she willing to fuck her way
up?  Sure, why not?
    "I think they speak for themselves."  she answered.
    "Yes, they do.  Rather impressive credentials.  But, let's talk
about cooperation in a team effort.  How are you at problem solving?"
    "Very good.  I'm very cooperative."
    "Great.  I've got a problem, let's see what you can do about
licking it."  With that, he rolled his chair away from his desk.  His
problem was obvious.  The front of his pants were tented by his
erection.
    "I'm sure I can deal with the problem satisfactorily."  Jo said as
she walked behind the desk.  Kneeling before the sitting man, she
reached over and undid his pants.  Pulling out his engorged prick, she
promptly sucked its length into her mouth.  Jim moaned as her head
bobbed up and down on his dick, her tongue swirling along the shaft. 
Her hand cupped his balls and stroked them lightly.  When she felt his
testicles tighten as he neared climax, she increased the depth of her
sucking, taking his cock down to the root, until his prick ejaculated
its load of jism down her throat.
    "Extremely competent handling."  he managed to say moments later. 
"I'd like to explore your credentials more closely.  Have a seat.  On
the desk will do."
    Jo sat on the edge of the desk, her feet off the floor and her
legs spread.  Leaning back on her hands, she thrust her chest forward.
    "Yes, very impressive.  This will require a closer look."  With
that, he reached over and began unbuttoning her blouse.  When he'd
exposed her bra, he noticed the front clasp.  "Very good,
accessibility."  he commented, unhook the clasp.  Baring her breasts,
he fondled the firm flesh.  Lowering his hands, he slid her short skirt
upward.  He was obviously pleased to see that she wore stockings and
garter belt instead of pantyhose.  He was even more pleased to find her
silk panties worn outside the garterbelt.  Jim wasted little time in
sliding them down.
    Gazing at her exposed twat, he commented, "I Think we need to
explore this more in depth.  Why don't we get comfortable and adjourn
to the couch?"  With that, he started to undress.  Jo followed suit. 
After removing her blouse and skirt, she was told that that was enough.
Once at the couch, she sucked his semi-hard dick back to full erection. 
Lying back, she waited for him.
    Jim wasted no time mounting her.  Sliding between her parted legs,
he quickly entered her.  He was good.  He knew just what to do to get
her off as well as himself.
    Jo walked out of the office as an assistant manager.
    The next afternoon, Jo was sitting in her new office when Jean
entered.
    "I understand you have an opening for an assistant."
    "Yes I do."
    "I want to apply for it."
    "What are your qualifications?"  Jean handed her a list.  "Very
impressive.  Anything not listed?"
    In response, Jean walked over to the door and locked it.  She
walked back over to the desk.  "I'm very talented with my tongue."  she
stated.  Walking around behind the desk, she turned Jo's chair around
and knelt at Jo's feet.  Parting the woman's legs, she slid her skirt
up and her panties down.  Just as quickly, she buried her face in Jo's
muff.  As Jean licked her twat, Jo thought, why not?  She'd used sex to
get ahead.  And Jean was a damn good cuntlapper.  God, the way Jean was
sucking on her clit was driving her wild!  She filled Jean's mouth with
her juices.
    When she finally recovered, Jo stood up.  "I must explore this in
greater depth." she said as she walked over to Jean.  With that, she
began unbuttoning Jean's blouse and then unhooking her bra.  While one
hand caressed the exposed breasts, the other slid down to Jean's waist
to remove Jean's skirt and panties.  Meanwhile, Jean was removing Jo's
remaining clothes.
    They stood there, fondling each other for a few minutes before
sinking to the floor in a 69 position.  As Jean nibbled on her clit, Jo
lapped at the other girl's cunt and slid a finger between her
asschecks, which almost immediately sent Jean off.  Jean reciprocated
and brought Jo over the top.
    It was late evening when they at last ended their lovemaking
session.  As they slowly dressed, Jo commented, "After a very thorough
investigation, it appears that you are eminently qualified,
particularly in light of your talents."
    They both laughed.

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