Vera, Malena, and Liz were former co-workers at the city's most prestigious Art Museum. Back in the day, they formed an infamous cohort of troublemakers at work; known for their dirty sense of humor, long lunches, and early escapes to happy hour.
It was only when each of them had moved on to new careers that they realized how much fun they used to have together. A decade later, they each had found themselves on separate paths and rarely made time to get together. That is until Malena invited them for drinks at her new condo on a late summer evening; which they gladly accepted.
In the car, on the way to Malena's, Ted stole glances of his wife Vera's sexy outfit: a short vintage green dress with sheer black stockings and heels. Vera was partial to wearing green, which was a great match for her intense hazel eyes and fiery red hair. She was a classy woman in her mid-30's; proud of her Russian decent and European sense of style.
Vera had been happily married to Ted for five years, the last few of which she spent opening up and running her very own boutique wine shop. Ted's position as professor of early modern European history at the local university was a nice compliment to his wife's love of wine and travel.
Ted was dressed in a suit and tie on this particular evening as he was on his way to join a symposium at the public library. His dark brown hair had grown out enough to show off the natural waviness and compliment his kind blue eyes.
"It's very nice of you to drive me, I could have taken the bus or a cab." said Vera to her husband.
"Malena's place is so far away, I'm happy to drive you. Have you seen yourself in the mirror? I don't think the bus driver would be able to pay attention to the road. I know I can't," said Ted in his typical polite and hammy tone. "You know I don't mind picking you up later if you need a ride," offered Ted as they pulled up to the Malena's condo.
"Thank you so much honey, you are the best," said Vera as she kissed her husband goodbye.
Just before she opened the door she lifted her dress to reveal that she was wearing thigh-high stockings with lacy black tops strapped to a lacy garter belt, and no panties. A small trimmed patch of fiery pubic hair was on display, just above her beautifully smooth pussy lips. "Do you like what I'm wearing?" she asked.
"Whoa. What are you trying to do to me?" he pleaded.
"Just think about me when you are up there in front of all of those people tonight," she offered with smile.
Vera had recently become addicted to the thrill of surprising her husband, especially when he was busy with work. The less available he was the more she wanted him. Plus, she thought it would be fun to dress sexy for ladies cocktail night. She wanted to put the idea in Ted's head that the three of them would all be hanging out in sexy lingerie, even if that was not the case.
Ted blushed and smiled "Okay, have fun. I'll pick you up later when you're ready." He was a bit on the shy side, especially when his wife was tantalizing him. The next three hours at the symposium move very slowly for Ted as he eagerly anticipated his wife's call. He couldn't stop thinking about what was beneath his wife's dress. He had visions of her modeling in front of her girlfriends; pulling up her dress and her excited friends admiring and eagerly moving their hands across her.
***
Years later, after her internship with Vera and Liz, Malena had abandoned her ambitions to work in the Arts. She had recently moved to the far northwest side of the city and proudly became the pushiest pharmaceutical sales rep in the region. Her brown curvy hair and curvy figure to match were due to the fact that she was part Lebanese part Mexican.
There was no shortage of men on the line for Malena, although she was content to stay single. Back in the intern days, Vera and Liz knew a surprising amount about her sex life and were always eager for a spicy new story. Malena was sexually adventurous, to say the least, and had no shame in spilling the graphic details. It turned her on to tell sex stories to friends and regale them with her sassy Latina accent.
Malena had been walking around in her newly acquired condo in nothing but a lacy pink thong and her favorite silver earrings. She admired her natural 36 DD breasts in the mirror and her smooth large nipples, just a tint darker than her skin, hard from the air conditioning. Having finally decided on a small blue dress, which showed off much of her beautifully tan legs and cleavage, she turned to check the time. Her friends would arrive soon.
***
When Vera entered the front door of Malena's condo, she saw that Liz had already arrived and was shaking up a fresh cocktail; an elderflower and gin concoction that she planned to garnish with fresh lemon peel.
Liz was an undeniable hipster, right out of an urban apparel catalog. At age 36, she still easily passed as 26. Her sultry brown eyes gave her a permanent mischievous expression and were well matched to her overtly sarcastic personality. She had dyed-black straight hair that reached her shoulders and trendy asymmetrical bangs.
Unlike the other ladies, with their dresses and heels, Liz kept it casual: jean shorts, raised high enough for a view of her cheeks, and a snug tank top which scandalously displayed her perky nipples and gave a glimpse of tight stomach. Her 32 B bra, hiding somewhere in her messy apartment, did not get very much use. She was now a full-time bartender with dreams of someday opening up her own speak-easy style bar.
"Oh no! You guys are already drunk," said Vera with a smile as she approached her drink-mixing friends.
"Not yet! Well, Liz is," joked Malena.
"Hey, I'm not drunk!" responded Liz as she poured the shaker into a glass, spilling some on the counter and causing the other two to laugh. "You know I have bad motor skills without the alcohol!"
"I'm so happy you made it, Vera!" said Malena. "I missed that beautiful red hair," she said as she boldly played with some curls. "Let me give you the tour. Don't worry about Liz, she cleans up spills professionally."
Malena's place was incredible for the price, due to its less than desirable location. A large kitchen was located near the front door, with a long island separating it from the living room. Her bedroom was just past the living room and contained a huge bathroom, complete with an impressive shower, big enough for three.
***
Many hours into the evening, the ladies had settled in to the living room with snacks and cocktails and had caught up on nearly all of the gossip that they could provide one another.
Malena, as expected, couldn't resist telling them about her latest sexual encounter. She had recently joined another couple in a threesome. Vera and Liz hung on every word. They were slightly embarrassed as they were incredibly turned on by this juicy story. They quizzed Malena thoroughly about all of the details.
"So how does this work out in the end? Who came first? Did everyone cum or did someone get left out? I always worry that people get left hanging," Vera commented. She was especially curious as she had always hoped that her and Ted could experience a threesome with another woman.
"Vera, I lost track of all the cumming," replied Malena to Liz's laughter. "I really liked getting oral from another girl actually, I had never done that before and it was very nice."
"Wow," exclaimed Liz slightly embarrassed by the graphic details.
"Go on," Vera begged, hoping that Liz wouldn't deter her from giving up the goods.
"Her tongue was stroking my pussy," Malena continued "and my mouth was full of her boyfriend's cock. That is what made me cum. We switched positions and I returned the favor to her."
"That sounds amazing," Vera commented.
