I just grinned at her as I told her "I'm glad to know you're having fun – I*thought* I smelled Sandra when we kissed this morning!" – and making Lucy blush furiously.
I carried Sandra over to the girls room, with Lucy leading the way and making sure the doors were open for me, and turning their covers down so I could deposit Sandra in one of the beds. Next, it was Robyn's turn – she'd apparently conked out again after Lucy and I headed for the shower.
With the two of them safely deposited in their room, Lucy locked the door and closed it to complete the (hoped for) illusion. Then Lucy went into her room to dress, as I did the same in mine. I don't think either of us cared a damn what the housekeeping staff thought went on between us in Lucy's room, but neither of us wanted the girls being drawn into their suppositions. We even made sure that the door between OUR rooms was left Unlocked, so as to help them think in the direction we wanted them too.
When we were ready, we headed down for some breakfast before heading out to the office where she was working. Once there, she introduced me to the accountants, letting them know who I was and hinting at why I was there. That done, the next stop was the company's staff, though this time the introduction was a bit more restrained, in keeping with my role as a 'hired gun'. Finally, it was to the IS department, where the head of the department gave me more than a few unhappy looks. She asked me what I needed, and I told her that I had my own laptop, so all I needed was administrator privileges and a link to their systems. When she realized that I wasn't planning on taking the place over, she settled down appreciably, and showed me to a desk where I could work undisturbed. I quickly got hooked up to their network, and when I went to log on, she carefully typed the admin password for me on my laptop – slowly, so I could see what she typed. I thanked her, and after watching me for a couple minutes (more to make sure I was okay than anything else, I suspected), she left – leaving me and Lucy alone to discuss a few things before Lucy left as well, after telling me that she'd be back to pick me up for lunch with her and the girls.
I thanked her, and began looking through the system. In short order, I was deep into what I was doing, and lost track of time – until Lucy showed up to take me to a late lunch. I left my computer there, but carefully set the passwords on it, and shut it down.
Lunch was at a small restaurant not far from the office. The place was full, but not crowded; even so, the service was outstanding, and the food surprisingly good. Lucy was still dressed in business professional clothing; but the girls had opted for light cotton dresses that showed off their figures. I noticed that more than a few of the men in the place gave them more than passing glances.
After lunch, it was back to the office for me, while Lucy and girls decided that what they needed to do was go shopping. Apparently, the factory outlet for a company that all three of them were wild about was nearby, and they were determined not to leave without at least ONE visit.
Back at the office, the afternoon passed pretty much without incident. The only thing of note was when the IS supervisor stopped by to ask how things were going. I showed her a couple of minor holes in their security system, and she actually thanked me for letting her know before I made my final report. I had the suspicion that she'd left them there for me to find, testing to see if I really knew what I was supposed to be doing, but didn't say anything about it.
Later that afternoon, Lucy came by to pick me up and take me back to the hotel. She was alone, saying that the girls had preferred to stay in their room to look over their purchases. When we got up to the rooms, we found out that that wasn't all they'd been looking over – both were stark naked, and engaged in a passionate '69'; their room was full of the noises and scents of their lovemaking.
Lucy and I shared a look, and quietly left them alone, going into her room, instead. There, we moved over next to her bed, and began undressing each other – slowly, taking our time so as to heighten the tension of what we knew was next.
When she'd gotten my shirt undone, Lucy let her hands wander across my chest, lightly, as though memorizing in through Braille. When I got her blouse off, I unfastened the bra hook I found between her breasts, and let the fall free – for all of an eighth of an inch, I figured. With them exposed, I mimicked her actions, tracing their shape and size with my fingertips as I watched her areolas crinkle in pleasure before her nipples began to harden. She leaned forward to lick and suck on my nipples for a while before standing up again; I mirrored her actions, though for a bit longer, leaving her nipples fully erect, and shiny with my saliva.
From there, her next action was to unfasten my belt, draw down my zipper, and slide my pant down around my ankles. There, she removed my shoes, then as I lifted each foot in turn, my pants, tossing them to the side. Still kneeling in front of me, she slid her hands up my legs, feeling the muscles, until she got to my thighs. At that point, she slid her hands around to hold my ass, squeezing it slightly as she rubbed her face into the tent in my shorts. When she felt my penis give an involuntary twitch, she pulled back slightly and let her hands finally wander around to the front, where she let her finger slide under my shorts and drift through my pubic hair, never letting herself actually touch my semi-erect penis. I could see from the expression on her face that she was fighting to hold herself back, and did what I could to help her keep her control.
She finally slid her hands back out of my shorts; reaching up a little farther, she took the waistband in her hands and started easing them down, her eyes focused first where my pubic hair appeared, and then a bit later, where my penis and body joined. At that point, she had to move her hands to the front of my shorts, so she could pull them out far enough to slide them over my penis – pausing a moment to kiss the head of it as it swayed in front of her – before continuing to slide them down my legs, then off me completely, to join my pants on the floor.
Again, she slid her hands up my legs; only this time, when they reached my thighs, she let the slide to the front, laying them flat against my pelvis so that they framed my penis and scrotum. About that time, we faintly heard one of the girls give a loud moan of obvious pleasure, and Lucy's eyes closed as she paused for a few moments, obviously fighting to keep control. Finally, she slid her hands to the side, and buried her face in my pelvis, inhaling deeply several times, before starting to lick my penis until she'd gotten it nearly completely erect, and thoroughly coated with her saliva.
Only then did she stand up, and let me give her a deep, passionate kiss before kneeling myself, so that I could finish undressing HER.
I easily found the snap and zipper that kept her skirt fastened around her hips; undoing them let it fall to the floor with no effort. What I found underneath was delightfuclass="underline" she had stockings on, not pantyhose, and no garter belt holding them up – her own shapely legs, and their snug fit, was enough to keep them in place. Above the stockings, and between them, was a pair of the smallest, thinnest panties that I'd ever seen, anywhere – they barely covered her pubic hair, which was clearly visible underneath them. They were also tight enough that they followed even the slightest curve – there was a distinct ridge where they went from covering her pubic hair, to covering only her skin. They were little more than a gossamer triangle, held in place by a thin strap that circled her shapely hips, and delved between her smooth thighs.
From the position I was in, it was easy enough to lean forward slightly, and trace patterns on her belly with the tip of my tongue.