Despite me urging Inge to get up as I had to go to work, she just wouldn't get out of bed! So, I gave her my spare keys and left her there. What a shame that I had to go to work anyway but I couldn't afford to lose my job.
Work was the same old routine, a constant queue of unemployed people coming in to register their lack of a job. Occasionally, staff would go to the area office in Central London for a training course which ended up being a lecture on any one aspect of the job and then, we would be given a few leaflets and papers to support what the lecturer had told us. This week, there were one or two members of staff who were on a course but one member of staff who had been away on a course for the last few weeks came back - Glenys.
She had been my trainer at work, until she became my teacher in another area of my life, if only for a weekend. Since the Sunday lunchtime, when she dropped me off at a tube station, I certainly hadn't seen her, as she had been on a management course, with a view to being promoted. I assumed that she had taken up the promotion and so had most of my colleagues. This was confirmed by our office manager. Glenys was here to collect a variety of personal items that she had left in her desk. During my break, I did manage to speak to her.
"Hey, how are you doing?" Yes, it was a bit bland as an opener.
"Yeah, I'm OK. I'm manager at another office outside of London now, a bit of a bummer as I've lost a bonus of my wages. But the upgrade to manager's salary will cover that. What you been up to?" she asked.
"Not much, really. Had some visitors from abroad stop over, been out pubbing and clubbing." I paused. "Look, no hard feelings. We had a beautiful weekend but I was a bit disappointed that you didn't tell me about your manager's course and job. So, I wouldn't see you again."
"Yeah, I'm sorry about that, I should have told you but, hey ..." I wanted to give her a hug but, we were in full view of the rest of the staff, so I just left it looking like a casual conversation.
"Well, good luck with your new job," I said. She replied, "Thanks, Vee," and she carried on clearing out her old desk.
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I left work, pleased that I saw Glenys and that I got some sort of closure from our brief fling but disappointed with her offhand attitude towards it. I suppose, though, as an older woman who must know about the rumours of her behaviour, it was easier to be that way because she wouldn't be seeing me again ... unless I got a transfer to her new office! Hahahaha!
I was home within fifteen fifteen-minute walk from work and climbed the stairs to my room. I had noticed a fresher aroma in the hallway as I'd walked along but I was pleasantly surprised with what faced me as I opened my door. My room was all nice and tidy. Floor swept, surfaces wiped clean, bookshelf straightened up and, of course, bed made. Air freshener had been sprayed around and it was altogether a palace compared to the usual state I would leave it. When I left Inge here with my spare keys, I was just expecting her to leave and return to the hotel. Instead, it looked like a cleaning lady had been!
I was at home for about an hour when I heard footsteps on the staircase and the door opened. In walked Inge, followed by Lani and Tanya, carrying a few shopping bags.
"Hello, ladies," I greeted them. Hugs and kisses all round and everyone took their places. The girls were talking excitedly, in Norwegian, about their day, I assumed, but every now and then, they would give me a sideways glance and then, giggle! Of course, I had no idea what it was all about but Inge said, "You'll find out later." Oo-er!
One of the shopping bags the girls had brought made clinking sounds! They had bought bottles of wine! Not only that but also a set of wine glasses. How civilised - at least we wouldn't have to spend all evening drinking straight from the bottles! So, we spent the evening dancing to music, drinking wine and getting close with each other. There was a lot of singing, a lot of laughter and lots of touching in places where you want to be touched! Oh, what amazing fun!
Lani left the room to go to the toilet - or so I thought. She had actually been outside to collect something that she had spotted earlier in the evening, something that appeared to have been left by a workman. It was a folding worktop table, the sturdy plastic type. I didn't know what part it would play in our evening's activities. It looked a bit grubby so Inge gave it a spray with some cleaning fluid that she had bought to tidy up my grubby bedsit!
The wine continued to flow and more music played, as we tried to dance around the table which was in the middle of the floor. As we were dancing, we were changing partners and, at the moment when the album finished, Inge was holding on to Tanya. Whether it was dancing or holding on in a drunken attempt to avoid falling over soon became clear as they fell over onto the sofa! Inge was on top of Tanya and leaned in to kiss her, at the same time as lifting up her T-shirt. Tanya lifted her arms up so that her top could be removed then Inge reached behind her to undo her bra.
"Oh, Tan, I think you need a massage," said Inge and she reached down into a shopping bag to pull out a small bottle of oil.
"Hold on. Is that table strong enough?" Tanya asked. Lani pushed down on the table and said, "Yes, it seems good!" So, Tanya got up from the sofa, laid a folded towel on the table and stripped off. She carefully laid herself face down on the table and waited for her massage. Inge had the bottle in her hand and so, she began to perform an oily massage on Tanya. Lani and I sat down on the sofa just to watch.
Inge started on Tanya's legs, rubbing oil into her calf muscles and kneading them like dough. Things got a little more erotic as Inge massaged the back of Tanya's thighs as her hands disappeared between her thighs. It caused my groin to stir ... soon it would be my cock which would be twitching! Then it was Tanya's ass, apparently the largest muscle in the body. I hadn't known that till now! Inge was well into her work, my cock was beginning to twitch and Lani was beginning to notice.
Inge was feeling warm so she took off her top to avoid marking it with oil. Another minute passed and Inge took off all her clothes, bar her panties. She moved up the table to massage Tanya's back.
It was becoming too much for me. I rubbed my cock through my jeans and, to get comfortable, I stood up to try to straighten up. Immediately, Lani grabbed my belt and undone the buckle to pull down my jeans. Out sprang my cock.
"Look what we have here," Lani said in mock surprise, "someone is getting excited!" Lani popped my cock into her mouth, licking and sucking all the way down my shaft.