20-02-2019, 01:21 PM
After they ate, the two women returned to the change room to put their sexy maid's uniforms back on.
"Forget the panties," Susan instructed her.
"What?"
"Forget the panties," she repeated. "If you think all the dessert will be on the table, you're just kidding yourself."
"Oh," Aiko blushed.
The two women chatted some more about their families and jobs. They liked each other. A few minutes before the expected arrival of the guests, they took their posts near the kitchen door.
After making a toast to all those present, John instructed the two pseudo-maids to begin dinner service. The meal started with aperitifs. Aiko and Susan were each assigned three couples and one unaccompanied man. Aiko was to serve John while Susan served Gerald.
Aiko soon discovered another purpose of the short skirt. In order put the aperitif on John's plate. Aiko had to stoop. When she stooped, her skit rode up her ass. While John openly stared into her cleavage, his hand slipped up the inside of her thigh. He stroked her naked pussy.
Although she should have expected it, Aiko was still startled. She swallowed hard. 'If John is already feeling me up, I'm sure the other three will too,' she told herself. Her pussy tingled in anticipation.
Across the table, Gerald's cock hardened as he watched John take sexual liberties with his wife. He had no doubt every man would follow John's example.
As she stepped back, Aiko watched Susan put an aperitif on Gerald's plate. She saw her husband get into the spirit of things. He leered at Susan's luscious orbs. Following John's example, his hand made its way up to Susan's thigh until it reached her pussy. John showed no sign of jealousy as Gerald touched Susan's feminine goodies.
Susan wasn't shy. "Oh, nice," she groaned. She made a motion with her hips that suggested she was trying to get Gerald's finger to do more than just caress between her legs.
'What do you expect at a swingers' party?' Aiko told herself.
Concluding she was being a little prudish and silly, she steeled herself, determined to let herself enjoy the men's leers lustful groping.
Next the two women served the main course. The leers and the groping multiplied. Two of the men even fished Aiko's breasts out of her cleavage to suck on them. They told her they wanted cream in their coffee.
Aiko let them have their fun, but after for a few moments, she politely excused herself by saying she had other guests to serve.
While Aiko served dessert, she saw something she never expected to see. A woman, a brunette, put her hand underneath Susan's skirt. Even more surprisingly, Susan raised no objection! In fact, her eyes were closed as if she was enjoying what the woman was doing to her!
Aiko's mouth went dry. 'Oh my god,' she thought. 'Oh my god.'
Aiko approached the last couple on her side of the table with their desserts. The woman was a redhead who wore a red cocktail dress. Her black-haired husband was dressed in a smart-casual light-blue shirt and navy blue pants.
Aiko served the woman first. She turned to serve the man. Like the other men, he put his hand up her skirt while staring down her cleavage. His hand followed the contour of her thigh until it reached her hairless vee.
Aiko pretended not to notice, but she couldn't completely hide her pleasure at his sensual touch.
"Her pussy is bald, dear," he said to his wife.
"Really?" she exclaimed.
Without waiting for an answer, the woman's smaller, softer hand followed the contours of Aiko's other thigh to join her husband's hand in stroking Aiko's naked nether mound.
"You're right!" the lady-in-red exclaimed. "She's hairless, folks."
Despite seeing what happened to Susan, Aiko was still caught off guard. She didn't know how to react or what to do. No woman had ever touched her in a sexual manner. She hadn't even imagined what a female's touch would be like. All her sensual pleasures came from men. They lit her fire, excited her. But a woman! Aiko was confused.
Desperately, she tried to recall the terms of the agreement. Gerald had been right in thinking something was missing; it said nothing about lesbianism.
Meanwhile, Gerald had watched the two hands go up his wife's skirt, one belonging to a man in blue and the other to his wife. At almost the same time as Aiko, he knew what was missing in the agreement too. Aiko had never shown any interest in sex with women. For a moment, he thought to rescue his wife, but two simultaneous events stopped him from acting on his impulse.
"Forget the panties," Susan instructed her.
"What?"
"Forget the panties," she repeated. "If you think all the dessert will be on the table, you're just kidding yourself."
"Oh," Aiko blushed.
The two women chatted some more about their families and jobs. They liked each other. A few minutes before the expected arrival of the guests, they took their posts near the kitchen door.
After making a toast to all those present, John instructed the two pseudo-maids to begin dinner service. The meal started with aperitifs. Aiko and Susan were each assigned three couples and one unaccompanied man. Aiko was to serve John while Susan served Gerald.
Aiko soon discovered another purpose of the short skirt. In order put the aperitif on John's plate. Aiko had to stoop. When she stooped, her skit rode up her ass. While John openly stared into her cleavage, his hand slipped up the inside of her thigh. He stroked her naked pussy.
Although she should have expected it, Aiko was still startled. She swallowed hard. 'If John is already feeling me up, I'm sure the other three will too,' she told herself. Her pussy tingled in anticipation.
Across the table, Gerald's cock hardened as he watched John take sexual liberties with his wife. He had no doubt every man would follow John's example.
As she stepped back, Aiko watched Susan put an aperitif on Gerald's plate. She saw her husband get into the spirit of things. He leered at Susan's luscious orbs. Following John's example, his hand made its way up to Susan's thigh until it reached her pussy. John showed no sign of jealousy as Gerald touched Susan's feminine goodies.
Susan wasn't shy. "Oh, nice," she groaned. She made a motion with her hips that suggested she was trying to get Gerald's finger to do more than just caress between her legs.
'What do you expect at a swingers' party?' Aiko told herself.
Concluding she was being a little prudish and silly, she steeled herself, determined to let herself enjoy the men's leers lustful groping.
Next the two women served the main course. The leers and the groping multiplied. Two of the men even fished Aiko's breasts out of her cleavage to suck on them. They told her they wanted cream in their coffee.
Aiko let them have their fun, but after for a few moments, she politely excused herself by saying she had other guests to serve.
While Aiko served dessert, she saw something she never expected to see. A woman, a brunette, put her hand underneath Susan's skirt. Even more surprisingly, Susan raised no objection! In fact, her eyes were closed as if she was enjoying what the woman was doing to her!
Aiko's mouth went dry. 'Oh my god,' she thought. 'Oh my god.'
Aiko approached the last couple on her side of the table with their desserts. The woman was a redhead who wore a red cocktail dress. Her black-haired husband was dressed in a smart-casual light-blue shirt and navy blue pants.
Aiko served the woman first. She turned to serve the man. Like the other men, he put his hand up her skirt while staring down her cleavage. His hand followed the contour of her thigh until it reached her hairless vee.
Aiko pretended not to notice, but she couldn't completely hide her pleasure at his sensual touch.
"Her pussy is bald, dear," he said to his wife.
"Really?" she exclaimed.
Without waiting for an answer, the woman's smaller, softer hand followed the contours of Aiko's other thigh to join her husband's hand in stroking Aiko's naked nether mound.
"You're right!" the lady-in-red exclaimed. "She's hairless, folks."
Despite seeing what happened to Susan, Aiko was still caught off guard. She didn't know how to react or what to do. No woman had ever touched her in a sexual manner. She hadn't even imagined what a female's touch would be like. All her sensual pleasures came from men. They lit her fire, excited her. But a woman! Aiko was confused.
Desperately, she tried to recall the terms of the agreement. Gerald had been right in thinking something was missing; it said nothing about lesbianism.
Meanwhile, Gerald had watched the two hands go up his wife's skirt, one belonging to a man in blue and the other to his wife. At almost the same time as Aiko, he knew what was missing in the agreement too. Aiko had never shown any interest in sex with women. For a moment, he thought to rescue his wife, but two simultaneous events stopped him from acting on his impulse.
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