Angie

When she was settled back in her chair, she casually sipped her drink as if nothing had happened. He was speechless, and she smiled broadly that she had caused that. She began to tap her feet to the music. Roger stammered an apology and said it was his turn to use the restroom. She said she would be right here when he got back, and looked innocently at him.

Joey caught up with Roger halfway to the restroom. He couldn't believe what he had seen. He had to verify it with his brother. He tried to stop Roger, but his brother just plunged through the crowd to the door to the men's room. Joey grabbed his arm to stop him just inside.

"Did she really do that?" he asked in shock.

"She got me off right there at the table!" Roger shouted, then smiled at a man leaving the restroom. "She is so hot, Joey. I don't believe what she is doing."

"Well did you suggest leaving? We could take her home and fuck her brains out," Joey suggested.

"I didn't have a chance to suggest anything. She came back from the bathroom and sat on my lap and jerked me off while I brought her off."

"Man, you get all the luck!" Joey complained. "Now it's my turn, and she will probably be gone when I get to the table."

"What? You think so?" Roger panicked. "Hurry up and get back out there! Don't let her get away!"

"Roger calm down, I'm joking. Do you honestly think she is going to be content with a finger-fuck the way she is acting?" Joey said. "I wonder if the two of us would be enough for her."

"I'm not sure about sharing a woman with my brother," Roger said doubtfully.

"Oh, live a little! She will love it, and you will too if you will loosen up." Joey turned to leave the restroom. "Oh, and Roger? You better clean your pants up a little."

Roger looked down at the cum stain on the front of his slacks and groaned. Joey left the men's room laughing. He pushed his way through the crowd to her table. He knew she wouldn't bolt. She was watching for him.

"I want to dance, Joey," she said when he reached her side. He silently took her hand and led her to the dance floor. It was another slow song, and he pulled her tightly against his body.

One of her hands went immediately between their bodies, and grasped his cock through his jeans. She lightly caressed it, and rubbed it, bringing it to an erection. He let his own hands do some wandering too. He couldn't put his hands under her dress here on the dance floor, but he definitely got intimately familiar with the shape and feel of her ass. The dance floor was so crowded that nobody could see what their hands were doing. He moved one hand between their bodies and rubbed her nipple to hardness through her dress. He cupped her breast in his hand and felt the nipple poking into his palm. He was disappointed when the song ended, and kept her close in front of him as they walked to the table, to hide his hard cock.

Joey was a little disappointed when she sat in her chair instead of on his lap. He supposed a repeat performance of the lap dance she had treated Roger to was too much. Angie leaned toward him and caressed his thigh. He held his breath as her hand slowly moved toward his cock. She fingered the button fly on his jeans and frowned in mock consternation.

"I've only had two drinks tonight so I know I'm not drunk," she said. "What are you doing, changing clothes every time you are away from me?"

Joey looked at her with a silly sheepish grin. It was too much to hope for that they got away with it all night. She didn't give him a chance to answer though.

"I'm getting tired of this place. Would you, and your twin brother like to go someplace quieter with me?"

"How long have you known?" he asked, thinking she was pretty smart for a horny little slut.

"I knew for sure after the second switch. You can't play with a guys cock through blue jeans, and then the next time they are slacks and not notice a difference." She said. "Besides, your eyes are different colors."

She surprised him with the comment about their eyes. He hadn't thought she had noticed anything from the neck up, she had been so busy with their cocks. He agreed to get his brother and meet her at the door, but she insisted on going with him to get Roger.

Roger grinned at them when he saw them coming toward him. He sat there with a silly grin on his face and didn't move. They stopped in front of the table that he was sharing with three of their friends, and she just looked at him, and then at Joey. She licked her lips and smiled at Roger.

"Well, lets go," she said, holding out her hand for him. He nearly fell over his friends in his haste to get away from the crowded table.

"You boys do have a car here don't you?" she asked them as they walked toward the exit. "I took a cab so I am completely at your mercy to get me back to my hotel room. Which by the way has a bed plenty big enough for three."

They flanked her, with her holding on to each of their arms, and led her to their pickup truck. She slid across the seat to the middle, and Joey insisted that Roger drive. Roger had gotten the better end of the deal so far tonight, and Joey figured it was still his turn.

Their truck was a stick shift, and Angie playfully spread her legs to put the stick shift between her knees. This action forced her short skirt up, and they could get tantalizing glimpses of her naked pussy. She gripped the ball of the gearshift in her hands, and closed her eyes in mock ecstasy.

"I love a hard stick between my legs," she purred. Joey laughed at her antics.

"I got a hard stick you can put between your legs," he said.

"If it's anything like your brothers, and I know from personal experience that it is, it's very hard and big. Just the way I like it." She rubbed his semi-hard shaft as she spoke. He put a hand on her thigh, and worked it up under her skirt. Her pussy was hot and wet, and his fingers slipped inside her with ease.

"This is such an incredibly sexy adventure," Angie said in a breathless voice. "I never knew it was so much fun being a slut."

"You mean you are just experimenting with your slutty side?" Roger asked, looking over at her in surprise.

"Oh, yes! In reality I'm a prim and proper schoolgirl. Well until last week. I just graduated from college. I start my new job on Monday."

"That's incredible!" Joey breathed into her ear. His fingers were pumping into her juicy pussy with sloshing noises. "I'm glad you picked tonight to experiment. Just so you know, you are doing a great job of pretending to be a slut."

"Thank you," she breathed, as she began to shudder in an orgasm. When she had control of herself again, she removed Joey's wet fingers from her cunt, and licked them clean. When she had his hand clean, she leaned over and unbuttoned his jeans. She looked up in frustration after the third button.

"You really should wear pants with a zipper. A girl can't undo them with her teeth very easily when it is a row of buttons."

"This is how it's done," Joey said, taking hold of one side and pulling. All the buttons came undone. "It's well-trained."

Angie was laughing as she took his cock in her hands. She leaned over and twirled her tongue over the tip, before licking it all up and down the sides. She licked and kissed his cock from one end to the other. When she returned her mouth to the tip, he stiffened in anticipation, and tangled his hands in her long curls.

She slowly lowered her mouth over his rock hard cock, taking it into her mouth a little at a time. When she reached the bottom, she suddenly tightened her lips, and sucked hungrily with his cock all the way down her throat. He shuddered at the incredible sensations she was sending through his cock. She lightly scraped her teeth against it as she withdrew to the tip, making the tender flesh tingle. She rolled the tip around in her mouth before pulling his cock in again.

Her hand wedged into his jeans and squeezed his balls while her mouth worked wonders on his cock. He held his orgasm off as long as he could, wanting to prolong the feel of her magical mouth on his hot cock, but it wasn't long before he was spurting his cum into her mouth. She sucked his cock with a vengeance as he came, lapping up every drop of the sticky fluid. When she had him clean, she moved her mouth up to his, and kissed him deeply, sharing the taste of his cum with him.

"You're keeping your eyes on the road, aren't you Roger?" she asked, turning her attention to him. Her hand crept into his lap, and she rubbed his cock through his slacks. "I want to get to the casino in one piece."

"I'll get us there just fine, don't you worry about that," he assured her. "Aren't you concerned about what people will think when we walk in?" "It doesn't matter," she said nonchalantly. "I'm only staying there this one night."

Roger shrugged. If she didn't care, then he didn't either. He knew it was going to be pretty obvious to everyone who saw them what was going on. This was all new to him. His brother was the wild and crazy one who did everything at least once, and kept doing it if he liked it. But, Roger had to admit, at least to himself, that he was enjoying himself a lot. This would definitely be a night to remember. He never dreamed, when he had agreed to play this game with Joey that it would turn out like this. His visions had been of a woman slapping both their faces and storming away.

He turned the truck into the parking lot of the casino with relief. His cock was so hard he was going to shoot off in his pants if she didn't move her hand away. As if she heard him, she pulled her hand away and began adjusting her clothing. Joey buttoned his jeans again, and they were all presentable to walk through the casino. Before getting out of the truck, Roger untucked his shirt, and adjusted his hard cock in his slacks. The shirt would hide his erection from view. Angie laughed at his obvious discomfiture.

"I'll take care of that soon," she promised.

They left the truck with the valet, and Angie walked in the middle again, holding both their arms. She led them straight to the elevator of the hotel. The elevator deposited them on the twelfth floor, and she led the way to her room. As soon as they were in the room, Angie led the way to the big king size bed. "These shoes are killing my feet," she complained, sitting on the foot of the bed.

"Get out of them and I will give you a foot massage like you have never had before," Roger said, kneeling on the floor in front of her. He lifted one foot and took her shoe off, and then the other.

He massaged her feet gently through her sheer stockings for a moment, then began sliding his hands up her legs to her thighs. She shivered as his hands moved under her skirt. He began rolling one stocking down her shapely leg.

"For a proper foot massage, the stockings have to come off." He eased the stocking over her foot and dropped it on the floor. Then his hands went under her skirt for the other one. When he reached her foot this time, he lowered his face and sucked her toe in his mouth. She shivered and moaned as his tongue licked all her toes while he massaged her arch with his hand. He treated the other foot to the same treatment, before slowly licking his way up her leg. When he got to her knee, he spread her legs a bit and moved between them. His mouth sent shivers through her pussy as he sucked his way up the tender flesh of her thigh, pushing her skirt up at the same time. Joey got on the bed behind her and pulled her back between his legs. Her back was pressed against his chest. He moved her long hair to one side, exposing her neck to his mouth. His hands went around her body, rubbing her nipples to hardness through her dress.

Roger finally worked his way to her overheated pussy, and sucked her clit into his mouth, and the sensation of having two men sucking and caressing her body at the same time sent her over the edge into the first of many orgasms that night.

Roger lifted her legs, and put them over his shoulders. That position left her pussy wide open to his eyes and his mouth. He rubbed his fingers over her clit, then inserted one into her dripping pussy. She shuddered, and fucked his hand while he sucked her clit back into his mouth. She moaned and leaned back against Joey. Joey lifted her arms, and pulled her dress over her head, leaving her naked to their touch. He moved from behind her and lay her back on the bed so that he could get to her tits. Roger pulled away from her pussy long enough to remove his own clothes, and she moaned her frustration at the loss of his mouth, but Joey's hands and mouth on her tits felt so good, that she didn't complain too much.

Angie's hands crept down Joey's body until she found the button fly of his jeans. She remembered the little trick he had shown her, and undid the first button and pulled. The rest of the buttons came loose with no effort. She reached into his boxers and pulled out his stiff cock. Joey moved away from her tits, and pulled his shirt off. Tugging his jeans down, he quickly divested himself of them. It only took a moment before Angie felt a cock probing at the eager opening of her wide-open cunt. She raised her legs to Roger's shoulders, and screamed as he plunged his cock in her throbbing pussy. She groped for Joey's cock with her hand, and pulled him to her head. She moaned as she stuffed her mouth full with his beautiful bloated cock meat. She was in heaven, being fucked in the mouth and the pussy at the same time.

Roger pulled his cock out, and with a signal to Joey, rolled her over on her stomach. Joey pulled her farther up on the bed, and pushed her into a doggy-style position. He thrust his cock back into her mouth as Roger mounted her from behind. In this position, she was able to take Joey's entire cock into her mouth and she soon worked out a rhythm, going down on Joey when Roger was thrusting deep inside her pussy.

She felt her orgasm coming, and her cunt contracted over Roger's hard cock. She screamed around Joey's meat in her mouth, and plunged it in until her nose was buried in his pubic hair surrounding his cock. She shuddered violently in her orgasm, yet she could feel Roger holding back. He wasn't allowing his own orgasm to come. She found out why when he pulled out of her pussy again.

Roger lifted her off the bed, and Joey stretched out under her. She was gently lowered onto Joey's jutting cock, with Roger guiding it into her pussy. When she had him firmly implanted in her box, Roger leaned over her back, pressing her forward. She shivered with anticipation when she realized what was happening.

Roger's cock, slick with her own juice, explored the rim of her asshole, probing in just a little until she shoved back on it. Roger took encouragement from her motions, and eased his cock into her ass, filling her completely. She writhed in an agony of ecstasy as they plowed into her body. She felt so full! She had never imagined the sensations she was feeling. She began to cum, and it seemed like the orgasm was never going to end. She was out of control, totally incapable of any movement and she was forced to just let them fuck her.

When she felt their cocks throbbing inside her in preparation for their own orgasms, the sensation sent her even further over the edge.

Roger was the first one to fill her body full of his hot cum. He shuddered and thrust wildly into her tight ass. As he collapsed over her back, his brother shot her pussy full of cum.

They fell to a sweaty, panting naked heap of bodies on the bed. Angie reveled in the feeling of being surrounded on her bed by hard muscular bodies with big beautiful cocks. She took one cock in each hand, and idly caressed them.

"I don't think I've ever had a more exciting night," Joey told her.

"Me either," she said. "I think I will be having many future nights of being a slut. It has definitely been fun, and very satisfying."

- LAST PART -

On Monday morning, Angie showed up at her new job, dressed demurely in a business suit, with a moderately length skirt. At least moderate compared to the one she wore two nights before. The skirt reached to mid-thigh, being attractive on her without being revealing. Her long auburn hair was piled on her head in a classy, business-like style, and she wore heels with a sensible height. Nobody could possibly guess from the way she was dressed today, that she had been a brazen slut on Saturday, spending the entire night until the early hours of Sunday morning fucking and sucking two total strangers.

A dumpy older woman named Gladys showed her the ropes at the office. Gladys was nice, and made Angie feel comfortable.

Angie was firmly ensconced in her job when there was a disturbance in the office. She looked, but all she could see was a tall man going through the door at the other end of the building.

Gladys approached her shortly after that, and informed her that the boss was ready to meet his new employee. She was led to the office the man had disappeared through. Gladys warned Angie that he might be grumpy, and not to take it personally. They had a serious problem with a big job. She knocked on the door, and they heard a gruff invitation to enter.

Angie couldn't believe her eyes as she walked in the door. It was Roger sitting behind the desk, growling into the phone. He hardly glanced at her, so involved was he in the phone conversation. Then suddenly he whipped his head around to stare at her. The look of amazement on his face was priceless to her. He excused himself on the phone immediately, and hung up.

"Mr. Ashton, this is Angela Parker, the new accounts payable trainee, the one you hired from California," Gladys introduced her.

"Angela Parker," he rolled her name over his tongue. "Who would have guessed?" Gladys looked confused, but he didn't elaborate. "Welcome to Ashton Construction. I hope you will be very happy here."