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Title: Consensual Adultery is the Best Kind
Rating: NC-17
Genre: pwp, some light slashiness in orgy form^^
Summary: This is a sequal to a oneshot I wrote a while back called Adultery of the Best Kind. It's for teh Julie!!

So here goes.............

“Can you believe that?” Lindsay asked as the elevator doors closed and she and Jamia were alone in the janitor’s room once more. “Cortez and Alicia?”

Jamia took her hand and smiled as she impatiently pulled her toward the desk that had been recommended to them. “I’ve suspected for a while. I just try to mind my own business. You know that saying ‘those who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones’?”

They both giggled, giddy with lust, as their hands found each other once more. Jamia found herself pressed against the desk as Lindsay’s lips moved toward hers once more and any thoughts of Matt and Alicia vanished as soft and feminine lips met her own.

She couldn’t remember when she’d discovered that she was bi-sexual, exactly, but it hadn’t taken long for Lindsay to realize Jamia was. They’d become as fast of friends as their husbands were and nobody thought it strange that they immediately began to spend so much time together. Gerard and Frank seemed to like the fact that the four of them could go to movies and dinner and have a great time together, and not once had they caught the two females fondling under the table or beneath a strategically placed coat in a darkened movie theater.

Lindsay had always known she was bi-sexual, just as her husband had been. She wasn’t sure he’d even care so much if he found out what she did in her spare time, but she wasn’t about to tell him so soon into their marriage. Not to mention, Frank might not be so forgiving with Jamia.

It didn’t matter for either of them. It wasn’t like they were straight-out lesbians. They both just seemed to know exactly what the other needed and they had fun with it. There was never any talk of when it would stop or even how it had started. They both knew what they wanted from the other and nothing else was important.

They were undressed in seconds and sprawled upon the very same desk Alicia and Matt had defiled only moments before when a tell-tale ding sounded behind them. They both froze, already caught by whomever stood in the opening doors of the elevator, and neither attempted to move any more than to turn their heads.

“Well, well, well,” came Gerard’s singsong voice, causing Lindsay to stiffen slightly. He was smiling, but it was an unreadable smile. His arms were crossed over his chest as his eyes remained fixed on the two naked ladies sprawled upon the desk and his expression didn’t falter.

Frank’s stance mirrored Gerard’s own, his arms crossed, his lips curved into a crooked smile and his own eyes locked on Jamia and Lindsay. “What do you figure, Gee?” he asked in a voice that hinted at no emotion whatsoever.

Gerard raised his hand to his chin in thought. “Hmmm. Maybe our stage acts turned them on and they were curious? But then, this,” he said gesturing toward the girls, “is obviously something much more than anything we‘ve done on stage.”

“Indeed, it is,” Frank drawled in that same cryptic tone.

Jamia swallowed nervously, her hands paused on Lindsay’s hips, Lindsay’s hands still tangled into Jamia’s hair. The two exchanged an apprehensive glance before turning back to their men. Neither spoke, though, since neither much knew what they could possibly say. There was no explaining this. It was pretty self-explanatory.

The silence loomed around them for only a minute before Frank spoke again. “Jamia, I’m really disappointed and hurt. I hope you know that.”

“Yeah,” Gerard piped in, his gaze returning to his wife. “Me too.”

Jamia’s heart fell from where it had just been pounding against Lindsay’s as their bare chests were melded together still. Lindsay however, had locked eyes with her own husband and wore a broad smile now.

Frank shook his head and turned to Gerard. “You’d think they would’ve at least asked if we wanted to watch.”

The confusion that clouded Jamia’s brain at the light tone of Frank’s voice lifted after only a moment. She looked at the devilish smirk on his lips and then saw the lust that was radiating between Gerard and his wife and a smile worked it’s way over her lips.

“A show? That’s what you want?” Jamia asked her husband. She turned back to Lindsay who was smiling back at her.

“A show,” Lindsay repeated only a second before bringing her lips back to Jamia’s in a soft and sensual kiss. The simplicity of their lips meeting was intensified by the fact that they had an audience. As their hands and lips roamed over each other, both girls stole glances at Frank and Gerard.

Both had frozen in their spots with their mouths slightly agape as they watched intently. It was only a moment before Gerard caved. “Fuck the show. It isn’t as much fun.” He fumbled with his fly and dropped his pants to his ankles before stepping out of them. Frank did the same, a dream-like smile on his face as he watched their women kissing and caressing on the desk.

“Time to make adjustments,” Gerard announced as he pulled his wife from Jamie and rolled her to her back. Frank followed Gerard’s lead and pulled Jamia to him, kissing her lips hungrily before rolling her to her stomach so that her lips were within reach of Lindsay’s, which both girls immediately took advantage of.

Gerard moaned softly, his eyes fixed on the sight before him as he freed his cock from his boxers. His lust-hooded eyes flitted from his wife, who seemed almost oblivious to his presence as she kissed the other woman passionately. His eyes rose to Frank, who was already gazing at him from across the desk, his hands settled on Jamia’s hips, but his eyes trained to Gerard.

Gerard’s eyebrow cocked at his friend and a smirk slowly slid across his lips as he thrust his hips forward and entered his wife, his stare still centered on his friend across the desk. Lindsay moaned beneath him, but didn’t take her lips from Jamia’s even when Jamia gasped at Frank’s abrupt penetration.

Frank and Gerard held each other’s eyes as they synchronized their thrusts, rocking the girls back and forth with their motions. Their eyes spoke for them and both leaned forward over the two moaning girls beneath them until their lips could meet as well.

The sight of their husbands melded mouths above them set both girls even closer to getting off. Both began to arch their hips in need of more as Frank and Gerard seemed to be more focused on each other’s tongues than the task of fucking their women. The writhing of the two girls beneath them seemed to break them from their trance and they both picked up frantic tempos, still not allowing their lips to part.

The room was filled with the sounds of their bodies slapping against each other, their random moans and groans of pleasure mixing to make a form of music that couldn’t match anything the band had done.

The pace could only be upheld for a few moments before both Lindsay and Jamia were crying out with their orgasms, their voices filling the room and causing Frank and Gerard to finally separate and focus on bringing themselves to climax.

Gerard growled softly before abruptly pulling back from Lindsay and taking himself in his hand to finish things himself. Frank mimicked his friend’s actions and their eyes locked again as the stroked themselves simultaneously while Lindsay and Jamia watched with anticipation.

Frank came first, shooting his load across Jamia’s back and the sight of it was enough to set Gerard off. He came almost instantly, gasping as he coated Lindsay’s stomach with his cum.

For a long moment, none of them spoke as they all just sat still, reveling in the afterglow of their mass orgasm. Frank was the first to move, reaching down to pull up his pants and sighing heavily. “Wow. Having friends like you guys is pretty great.”

Gerard found a rag on one of the janitor’s shelves and offered it to the girls, who took turns cleaning themselves off. Once they were all dressed, they headed back toward the elevator in silence and waiting as the lift took them back up to the main floor. They all entered the dark corridor together and headed for the bus, Gerard’s arm around Lindsay’s shoulders and Frank holding Jamia close.

“You know,” Jamia said as they were nearly to the building’s exit. “We should really get together like this more often. What are you guys up to tonight?”

Frank and Gerard exchanged sly smiles.

“I think it’s safe to say that we’ll both be ‘up’ to anything you ladies might have in mind.”

verified 1/14/07
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