Chapter 12
Kristi cornered Carl Roper early Friday morning, before he got so involved that he didn't have time for her. She deserved a promotion without having to put out to get it, but if that was the way the world worked, so be it.
"I want to talk to you about a promotion," she said firmly. "I've earned one, and you know it."
"Yes, I most certainly do know it," he replied, giving her a big smile, "and yesterday I sent the paperwork to the personnel office. It will take them a couple days to go through their bureaucratic nonsense, so you probably won't hear from them until Monday. In the meantime, you can look at the two offices that are available and decide which one you want."
Well, that took the wind right out of her sails, and her face registered a gamut of expressions during the few moments it took her to recover. "Did I misunderstand you the other day? I thought I had to trade a little nookie for a promotion."
"If that's what you thought, you certainly did misunderstand." He gave her another bright smile. "I surely wouldn't pass up a little nookie, especially from you, but I didn't mean that it was necessary for you to get promoted. You do excellent work, Kristi, and I like to reward good employees."
"Well, that puts everything in a different light. I was positive.. .I'm forgetting my manners. Thank you. I won't let you down."
"I know you won't," he replied. "If I'm nothing else, I'm a good judge of people."
"Well, as I said, thank you." Kristi turned and took a couple steps toward the door, then stopped and turned back to face Carl. Now that she had cleared the air with Jerry about swapping pussy for a promotion, to learn that it wasn't necessary was disappointing. She loved to watch her husband fuck Belinda, and was looking forward to riding Carl's cock while her husband watched. "I was willing to put out, you know."
"Were you really?" Carl's face lit up like a Christmas tree with too many lights on it. "I didn't get that impression the other day."
"The other day, I was worried about what my husband would say."
"And now you don't care?"
"Oh, I care very much," she replied, "but something momentous happened, and now I don't have to worry. Did I misunderstand that you and Pruddy are swingers?"
"We've swapped a few times, but I had to arrange for it to look like it just happened. Pruddy is a very complicated woman."
"Aren't we all?" Kristi chuckled sexily. "Think you can arrange for it to 'just happen' tonight?"
Carl grinned. "Oh, I'm sure I can. I had no idea you liked threesomes."
"Oh, this won't be a threesome," she replied quickly.
"Well, a foursome will be just fine."
"As long as you get me," she laughed. "Actually, I wasn't thinking of a foursome, either. We have a house guest, my old college roommate, and she wants to come along. If that's all right with you."
"I assume that's a rhetorical question," he said. "She does know what this is all about, doesn't she?"
"The momentous happening I mentioned was a wonderful night of love with her and my husband, so yes, she knows and is looking forward to it with eager anticipation. She's a very passionate girl with no inhibitions."
"Does that also describe you?"
"Well, I may have a few more inhibitions than she does, but I'm just as passionate."
"Then I'll see you at seven for cocktails and an evening of debauchery."
"Now you're talking my language," she laughed, quoting Belinda.
Pruddy answered the doorbell wearing a jade green hostess gown that hugged her body like a second skin and left no doubt that she was naked under it. She stood in the middle of the door, her black eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief, obviously wanting her guests to admire her.
She was a big woman, not fat, just big, nearly six feet tall, without the heels she was obviously wearing, and enough curves to make a Grand Prix driver dizzy. Her 40DD tits looked like she had plucked a couple of the smaller mountains out of the Front Range of the Rockies and stuck them on her chest-except her tits jiggled so enticingly when she moved. If she hadn't had her coal-black hair pulled back in a tight bun, she would have looked even more ravishing.
Two bumps stood our prominently on top of the stately mounds. Kristi realized she was looking at Pruddy's nipples, and they had to be exceptionally large, just the kind she liked to suck.
"Pruddy, you look marvelous," Jerry said. "Oh, what did you expect, an old hag."
"Well, I've only seen you at the office Christmas parties, and I guess I forgot how ravishing you are. Better be careful, or you'll turn me on."
"Flatterer," Pruddy said softly, smiling coyly, "but don't stop. like most girls, I eat it up." She gave Jerry and Kristi a kiss on the cheek, then looked at Belinda.
"Pruddy," Kristi said, "this is Belinda, my former college roommate and our beloved friend. She's staying with us, and I hope you don't mind that we brought her along without asking first." She wasn't about to tell Pruddy that Carl knew and spoil the fun.
Carl joined them at the door and shook Jerry's hand and kissed the girls on the cheek. "Another pretty girl is always welcome," he said.
"Jerry isn't the only flatterer," Belinda laughed.
"Don't mind my husband, dear," Pruddy said, kissing Belinda on the cheek. "He's a flirt, and dotes on pretty girls, but I keep him under control most of the time. Are you going to be here long?"
"Permanently," Belinda replied, "my company transferred me here, and I'm staying with Kristi and Jerry until I find a place to live."
"Oh, that must be interesting," Pruddy said, giving Jerry a bawdy wink. "Come on in and make yourselves comfortable."
Kristi had the distinct feeling that Pruddy wasn't quite as unsophisticated as Carl thought. Maybe they were playing games with each without knowing it, which ought to make the evening very entertaining.
Pruddy indicated that Jerry should sit in a chair facing the couch, and she sat with Kristi and Belinda on the couch, as Carl asked what they wanted to drink and went to the bar. Pruddy surreptitiously pulled her gown up so her knees showed and crossed her legs, showing a little thigh.
"If I was in Jerry's shoes," Carl said, "I would let you live with me as long as you wanted. In fact, I would probably bar the door and never let you leave."
Pruddy chuckled, deep in her chest, and her massive tits jiggled enticingly. "Isn't that just like a man, always thinking he can keep more than one girl happy when the truth is, one halfway energetic girl can wear out any two men."
Now, Kristi was sure that Pruddy was more lustful than her husband thought.
"Kristi and I don't put the entire burden on Jerry," Belinda said.
Pruddy wasn't bi, and didn't catch the allusion. Carl wasn't bi, either, but he loved to watch girls make out with each other, and caught it immediately. He served the drinks and sat in a chair next to Jerry.
Kristi said, "Pruddy, I love your gown, and so does Jerry. Maybe I'll get one like it, if you don't mind being imitated. It really shows off your figure."
"She's got a fine figure to show off," Carl said, "don't you think?"
"Don't pay any attention to him," Pruddy said, trying and failing to sound put-out. She crossed her legs the other way, and her gown rode up a little higher. "He stays after me to wear sexy clothes when I go out, but that just isn't me."
"If you've got it," Belinda said, "flaunt it, I always say, and you've certainly got it."
"I think your figure is superb," Jerry said. "That's why I didn't realize how truly ravishing you are. At the Christmas parties, you were always wearing clothes that hide your figure. You shouldn't. Some guys like skinny girls, but I prefer girls with meat on their bones. Look at Kristi and Belinda, you couldn't call them skinny by any stretch of the imagination."
"I believe voluptuous is the word you're looking for, darling," Kristi said.
"Yeah," Pruddy said, "I'm a lot heavier than you two, but I don't feel so big and out of place with you around." She uncrossed her legs and paused with her knees apart, then crossed her legs the other way.
"Heavy isn't the same as fat," Belinda said, "and from what I can see, you look pretty solid. If I was your height, I'd like to be built the same way. Boy, I'd really turn heads then."
Pruddy actually blushed. "I imagine you turn enough heads already," she said. "Kristi, Carl told me that he sent in the paperwork yesterday for your promotion. You deserve it. He's been singing your praises for months, and I told him that he ought to promote you and take advantage of your talents."
Jerry laughed out loud, and Belinda snickered, both well aware what Kristi had done. Obviously, Jerry didn't mind, now that he'd seen Pruddy in her true light.
"I think Carl has every intention of taking full advantage of my talents," Kristi said, smiling sweetly. "As for you, you've been trying to flash my husband ever since we sat down, and he must have a crick in his neck from trying to see up your gown. Why don't you stop acting so damn coy and just show him your pussy? You know you want to, and he wants to see it."
"Well," Pruddy said, "knock me over with a feather."
"There you go again," Kristi said, "acting coy. Carl wants me, and you know it. Furthermore, you're not as naive as you act. You asked us here tonight to swap, so unless you don't find Jerry sexually attractive, let's stop the pretense and get on with it."
"I think Jerry is very sexually attractive," Pruddy said quietly.
The air crackled with erotic electricity as they all looked at each other, then Pruddy held her gown up and spread her legs so Jerry could see her pussy.
"There, that's much better," Kristi said.
Kristi and Belinda looked at each other and winked, then stood and quickly undressed.
Kristi pulled Pruddy to her feet and unpinned the bun of hair on the back of her head and let her hair down. "Your hair is so pretty," she said, "so thick and as shiny as a raven." She opened the zipper down the front of Pruddy's gown and pushed it off her shoulders. "If we're going to have fun with each other, we have to be naked. We are going to have fun with each other, aren't we?"
"I don't do it with girls," Pruddy said softly.
"Never know what might happen when you get really turned on," Kristi said, "and Belinda and I can turn a brass monkey on." She ran the fingers of both hands through the back of Pruddy's long black hair and held her head and kissed her passionately on the mouth, with lots of tongue, making sure their nipples rubbed together lightly.
Pruddy flinched, then relaxed and let Kristi kiss her, but didn't return the kiss. She did just fine until Belinda kissed her the same way and mashed their tits together and fucked her mouth with a lively tongue and stuck her finger in Pruddy's pussy. Her knees sagged and Belinda sat her on the couch.
Kristi knelt in front of Pruddy and pushed her legs apart and chuckled when she saw that Pruddy's bush was cut like the design on the ace of spades. Pruddy was a lot more wanton than her husband suspected, and Kristi was sure she drove men wild. She breathed on Pruddy's pussy, and Pruddy fell back and closed her eyes, too excited, too mortified, to look.