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"Good. You're home. When Ray calls, asking you what I was doing over at his place getting spit-roasted, you tell him I was just the messenger."
"Spit-roasted?"
"That's what Ray called it. I was only there delivering a message."
"That must've been some message."
"Elinore called me today around lunchtime all in a panic."
"Of course. Elinore."
"It's not always her. But today it was. She was stuck getting her nails done, and the guys were at her place to collect for the sun deck they'd put in. She was still at the salon and didn't want them leaving before she got there. I asked if I should go ahead and pay them and she could pay me back. She said no, no, no, she had to take care of them herself. I told her I didn't mind loaning her the money. I'd take care of it until she got here, but that she'd have to pay me right back when she got home."
"You checked our bank balance before you made the offer, right?"
"Wouldn't've mattered. Elinore said she didn't have the money. All the money Ray set aside for the sun deck went to her salon visits instead. She couldn't just write a check. Not without Ray finding out she'd used up all that cash."
"What'd she expect you to do about it?"
"Just keep them there, she said, and under no circumstances, let them leave or call Ray. I told her I could do that. So I went on over. Their truck was parked out front."
"Anybody we know?"
"Donny and Slim. They were waiting in the living room."
"With nobody home?"
"She gave them a key while they were putting in the deck. When I came through the door, they're sitting there on the sofa both of them completely naked. Completely. Weren't even wearing their tool belts."
"Not waiting to use the shower, I suppose."
"No, waiting for Elinore to take care of them. I guess they figured they didn't have a lot of time for niceties and wanted to be ready when she came through the door."
"You can't dawdle when you're on the clock."
"They covered themselves with their ball caps when they saw it was me. I said, relax, I'm just the messenger. I told them Elinore's on her way. Of course, you and I both know she wasn't. I offered them a couple of beers from her fridge, but Donny said no, thanks, they've got another job after this. So I offer them soda, juice, ice water, anything to keep them busy, but they said no, no they're good. Then Donny?he's the taller one, tanned, kind of longish hair?he puts on his hat and says they should just go see Ray. I say no, she'll be here any minute. But?I'm dreaming if I think that's the least bit true. I realize I've got to do something."
"Why? If you're just the messenger."
"Because Elinore's counting on me to make them stay put."
"If Donny didn't have his pants, he wouldn't have his keys. You could've locked their clothes in their sinop escort (http://www.escortkizrehberi.com/ilan-kategori/sinop-escort/) truck."
"I'll remember for next time, okay? But I didn't. I did the next best thing. I sat between them, took Donny's cock in my right hand and Slim's cock in my left, both of them still stiff as roofing hammers. I'm sitting there, a pecker in each hand, stroking, but I don't want them to get the wrong idea, so I start making small talk."
"Wrong idea?"
"Hey, I'm just the messenger. I keep it work-related. Like, was it a lot of trouble putting in the deck? How did they like working for Elinore? That kind of thing."
"Keep them talking."
"Right. I go on stroking the two of them while they tell me all about putting in the support posts, nailing in the rim joists, setting the rail cap, and I'm going, I see, mm-hmm, isn't that interesting, while I'm glancing toward the front door watching for Elinore. Good thing I twirled batons in high school. Taught me to concentrate on two separate things at once. I'm sliding up one cock and down the other, working them like a pair of joysticks. I'm fingering the spot just under the tip, thumbing the head. Running my nails up and down the shafts, fingering their balls. I can feel I'm already rubbing them dry, so I use that little drip at the tip that always precedes the festivities, keeping them slick. They're too polite to say anything, but that won't last."
"Still no Elinore?"
"No Elinore, so I hop up and take off my blouse and bra."
"What for?"
"I don't want either of them to get anything on me. In case."
"That didn't make them think you were more than the messenger?"
"I didn't do a strip tease or make a big deal of it, Earl. Come on. Anyway, I kneeled down between the two of them, still working their peckers, stroking their thighs, cupping their balls and rolling them around in my hands. Just like twirling?"
"Sounds more like juggling."
"Still takes coordination. I keep glancing over my shoulder checking for Elinore. But they don't take it personal. They're relaxed, their dicks are hard as ever, but I'm wondering how long before they get bored. Slim puts his head back, like maybe he's okay with this going on a while, but Donny looks at his phone still in his hand, and I can tell he's checking the time."
"Probably got another job waiting."
"I know. I also know he could call Ray while I'm massaging his crank. I decide I have to get serious. I slip my mouth over his dick, hoping his girlfriend doesn't check for lipstick."
"Dolled up for this messenger bit?"
"Enough to be presentable. Donny puts the phone down. But, Slim looks over, giving me that little kid look, like he got left out when they passed around the ice cream. I leave Donny, giving him a kiss on the tip, so he'll know I won't be gone long. I sinop escort bayan (http://www.escortkizrehberi.com/ilan-kategori/sinop-escort/) take Slim's cock in my mouth and do a couple of quick bobs, tonguing him and getting him wet, too. Then Donny starts looking at his phone again, so I go baaaack over, this time sliding all the way down, careful not to gag, although I know some guys like it when you do that."
"It's an ego boost."
"To keep things going, I do one for Donny, then one for Slim, sliding down all the way to my tonsils, sliding up, leaving with a little bite, then over to the other, all the way down, give a little shake of my head, slide up, and nip the tip. I do this about five or six times, sneaking a peak at the front door, checking if Elinore's anywhere to be seen, but nothing. So while I'm doing this back and forth, working the underside of their dicks with my tongue, I reach into the back pocket of my jeans and get out my phone. I'm sucking and glancing, sucking and glancing, and sure enough there's a text from Elinore. I hold the phone down between them while I'm moving from dick to dick and try to read her text. She's just now, just now getting in the car."
"Just now?I mean?just then?"
"She's at least thirty minutes away. I can't keep this up for thirty minutes. My jaw will give out or they'll get bored and call Ray. I realize if I'm going to save Elinore major embarrassment and another lecture from Ray about money, it's time for drastic measures. I slip my phone back in my pocket, stand up, kick off my shoes, and wiggle out of my jeans. Of course you know I would be wearing the really tight ones. I slip off my panties and Donny asks if it means Elinore's not coming. I say, no, no, she'll be here, she'll be here."
"You should've asked what she owed and just paid it."
"We'd never get it back. I told you she'd already spent everything Ray gave her. Besides, I don't like bailing her out when she's so bad about money. Makes us co-dependent. Anyway, Donny was looking at his phone again, so I said hold on, hold on, let's try something. I had him stand up while I squatted down so I could get his cock good and wet. Then I stood up and turned around, bending over to reach between my legs to get hold of him and guide him into my puss. I hadn't expected to be so active, so I was a little tight. But I fingered myself, thinking of George Clooney, like I do."
"George Clooney?"
"That's my go-to when we're in a hurry. Okay, so, now you know. Sorry. But it did the trick, and zoooop, he slides right in. Now that I've got him taken care of, I reach out and wave Slim in closer. I could see he wasn't sure about all this. I think being face to face with Donny made him a little uncomfortable."
"Donny's his boss. I wouldn't want to be face to face in a situation like that with MY boss."
"I grabbed Slim's cock escort sinop (http://www.escortkizrehberi.com/ilan-kategori/sinop-escort/) and pulled him in all the way to me. I had to kind of twist my head, but now I had him situated. Donny's got himself a rhythm going, pumping, driving a lot deeper than I expected. He's kind of largish, so it's sending jolts up and down my thighs, which is making it hard to concentrate and keep my wits about me."
"You being the messenger."
"Me being the messenger. I have to focus on Slim. He clamped one hand under my chin and the other behind my head, and he starts driving."
"Slim got over his squeamishness, I guess."
"Good thing. I don't have to do any work but keep between them. A chair would have done wonders. But I can't stop the proceedings now. Donny got his hand behind my knee and lifted my leg. I'm wobbling like a flamingo. I was a twirler, not a ballerina. But it does the trick for him, opens me up, and he's got himself even deeper. I can't stand like that and stay focused on Slim, so I do a little heel-toe with my other foot and get closer to the sofa. That way I can rest my foot. I'm glad Donny's got the upper body strength to support me. Slim's got hold of my head. They're both in sync, and I'm getting drilled from both ends. Donny's working faster, hunching over my back, and Slim's dancing trying to keep himself in as far as he can. I let my throat go slack, just being a conduit, open at both ends. They're see-sawing me like it's something they practiced."
"Guys work together long enough, they get like that."
"They're both chuffing and moaning in time with each other, I'm up on my toes on one end, hoping I don't leave a footprint on the sofa. At the other end, Slim's got my head bent back, and wouldn't you know, at the exact same time, they both shoot their loads."
"I told you."
"Donny clamps himself against my butt, him jerking and twisting, I swear he's going to lift me all the way off my feet, trying to push himself as far in as he'll go. I'm hanging on to Slim, who's got me by the cheeks now, his dick pulsing with spasms as he empties himself. I'm congested trying to swallow. I have to open my mouth to breathe, so now I've got it running down my chin."
"Still no Elinore."
"What's the point, now? But you know who does come through the door?"
"No?"
"Ray."
"What's he doing there?"
"He's there to pay the guys."
"You said he already gave Elinore the money, which she spent on her nails."
"He did and she did. If I were guessing, I'd guess Ray knew she wouldn't have the money when they came by for it. I'm not sure what he thought he was walking in on, but he seemed disappointed. I'm just glad it wasn't Elinore. Anyway, he gave Donny the check and asked me if you knew I was covering for Elinore. So, if he says anything, you tell him I was just the messenger."
"If he says anything. But, it's Donny and Slim I need to have a talk with."
"What for?"
"You delivered Elinore's message, right?"
"Right."
"Ray still paid them anyway, right?"
"What's your point, Earl?"
"Sounds like Donny and Slim owe me a sun deck."
"Spit-roasted?"
"That's what Ray called it. I was only there delivering a message."
"That must've been some message."
"Elinore called me today around lunchtime all in a panic."
"Of course. Elinore."
"It's not always her. But today it was. She was stuck getting her nails done, and the guys were at her place to collect for the sun deck they'd put in. She was still at the salon and didn't want them leaving before she got there. I asked if I should go ahead and pay them and she could pay me back. She said no, no, no, she had to take care of them herself. I told her I didn't mind loaning her the money. I'd take care of it until she got here, but that she'd have to pay me right back when she got home."
"You checked our bank balance before you made the offer, right?"
"Wouldn't've mattered. Elinore said she didn't have the money. All the money Ray set aside for the sun deck went to her salon visits instead. She couldn't just write a check. Not without Ray finding out she'd used up all that cash."
"What'd she expect you to do about it?"
"Just keep them there, she said, and under no circumstances, let them leave or call Ray. I told her I could do that. So I went on over. Their truck was parked out front."
"Anybody we know?"
"Donny and Slim. They were waiting in the living room."
"With nobody home?"
"She gave them a key while they were putting in the deck. When I came through the door, they're sitting there on the sofa both of them completely naked. Completely. Weren't even wearing their tool belts."
"Not waiting to use the shower, I suppose."
"No, waiting for Elinore to take care of them. I guess they figured they didn't have a lot of time for niceties and wanted to be ready when she came through the door."
"You can't dawdle when you're on the clock."
"They covered themselves with their ball caps when they saw it was me. I said, relax, I'm just the messenger. I told them Elinore's on her way. Of course, you and I both know she wasn't. I offered them a couple of beers from her fridge, but Donny said no, thanks, they've got another job after this. So I offer them soda, juice, ice water, anything to keep them busy, but they said no, no they're good. Then Donny?he's the taller one, tanned, kind of longish hair?he puts on his hat and says they should just go see Ray. I say no, she'll be here any minute. But?I'm dreaming if I think that's the least bit true. I realize I've got to do something."
"Why? If you're just the messenger."
"Because Elinore's counting on me to make them stay put."
"If Donny didn't have his pants, he wouldn't have his keys. You could've locked their clothes in their sinop escort (http://www.escortkizrehberi.com/ilan-kategori/sinop-escort/) truck."
"I'll remember for next time, okay? But I didn't. I did the next best thing. I sat between them, took Donny's cock in my right hand and Slim's cock in my left, both of them still stiff as roofing hammers. I'm sitting there, a pecker in each hand, stroking, but I don't want them to get the wrong idea, so I start making small talk."
"Wrong idea?"
"Hey, I'm just the messenger. I keep it work-related. Like, was it a lot of trouble putting in the deck? How did they like working for Elinore? That kind of thing."
"Keep them talking."
"Right. I go on stroking the two of them while they tell me all about putting in the support posts, nailing in the rim joists, setting the rail cap, and I'm going, I see, mm-hmm, isn't that interesting, while I'm glancing toward the front door watching for Elinore. Good thing I twirled batons in high school. Taught me to concentrate on two separate things at once. I'm sliding up one cock and down the other, working them like a pair of joysticks. I'm fingering the spot just under the tip, thumbing the head. Running my nails up and down the shafts, fingering their balls. I can feel I'm already rubbing them dry, so I use that little drip at the tip that always precedes the festivities, keeping them slick. They're too polite to say anything, but that won't last."
"Still no Elinore?"
"No Elinore, so I hop up and take off my blouse and bra."
"What for?"
"I don't want either of them to get anything on me. In case."
"That didn't make them think you were more than the messenger?"
"I didn't do a strip tease or make a big deal of it, Earl. Come on. Anyway, I kneeled down between the two of them, still working their peckers, stroking their thighs, cupping their balls and rolling them around in my hands. Just like twirling?"
"Sounds more like juggling."
"Still takes coordination. I keep glancing over my shoulder checking for Elinore. But they don't take it personal. They're relaxed, their dicks are hard as ever, but I'm wondering how long before they get bored. Slim puts his head back, like maybe he's okay with this going on a while, but Donny looks at his phone still in his hand, and I can tell he's checking the time."
"Probably got another job waiting."
"I know. I also know he could call Ray while I'm massaging his crank. I decide I have to get serious. I slip my mouth over his dick, hoping his girlfriend doesn't check for lipstick."
"Dolled up for this messenger bit?"
"Enough to be presentable. Donny puts the phone down. But, Slim looks over, giving me that little kid look, like he got left out when they passed around the ice cream. I leave Donny, giving him a kiss on the tip, so he'll know I won't be gone long. I sinop escort bayan (http://www.escortkizrehberi.com/ilan-kategori/sinop-escort/) take Slim's cock in my mouth and do a couple of quick bobs, tonguing him and getting him wet, too. Then Donny starts looking at his phone again, so I go baaaack over, this time sliding all the way down, careful not to gag, although I know some guys like it when you do that."
"It's an ego boost."
"To keep things going, I do one for Donny, then one for Slim, sliding down all the way to my tonsils, sliding up, leaving with a little bite, then over to the other, all the way down, give a little shake of my head, slide up, and nip the tip. I do this about five or six times, sneaking a peak at the front door, checking if Elinore's anywhere to be seen, but nothing. So while I'm doing this back and forth, working the underside of their dicks with my tongue, I reach into the back pocket of my jeans and get out my phone. I'm sucking and glancing, sucking and glancing, and sure enough there's a text from Elinore. I hold the phone down between them while I'm moving from dick to dick and try to read her text. She's just now, just now getting in the car."
"Just now?I mean?just then?"
"She's at least thirty minutes away. I can't keep this up for thirty minutes. My jaw will give out or they'll get bored and call Ray. I realize if I'm going to save Elinore major embarrassment and another lecture from Ray about money, it's time for drastic measures. I slip my phone back in my pocket, stand up, kick off my shoes, and wiggle out of my jeans. Of course you know I would be wearing the really tight ones. I slip off my panties and Donny asks if it means Elinore's not coming. I say, no, no, she'll be here, she'll be here."
"You should've asked what she owed and just paid it."
"We'd never get it back. I told you she'd already spent everything Ray gave her. Besides, I don't like bailing her out when she's so bad about money. Makes us co-dependent. Anyway, Donny was looking at his phone again, so I said hold on, hold on, let's try something. I had him stand up while I squatted down so I could get his cock good and wet. Then I stood up and turned around, bending over to reach between my legs to get hold of him and guide him into my puss. I hadn't expected to be so active, so I was a little tight. But I fingered myself, thinking of George Clooney, like I do."
"George Clooney?"
"That's my go-to when we're in a hurry. Okay, so, now you know. Sorry. But it did the trick, and zoooop, he slides right in. Now that I've got him taken care of, I reach out and wave Slim in closer. I could see he wasn't sure about all this. I think being face to face with Donny made him a little uncomfortable."
"Donny's his boss. I wouldn't want to be face to face in a situation like that with MY boss."
"I grabbed Slim's cock escort sinop (http://www.escortkizrehberi.com/ilan-kategori/sinop-escort/) and pulled him in all the way to me. I had to kind of twist my head, but now I had him situated. Donny's got himself a rhythm going, pumping, driving a lot deeper than I expected. He's kind of largish, so it's sending jolts up and down my thighs, which is making it hard to concentrate and keep my wits about me."
"You being the messenger."
"Me being the messenger. I have to focus on Slim. He clamped one hand under my chin and the other behind my head, and he starts driving."
"Slim got over his squeamishness, I guess."
"Good thing. I don't have to do any work but keep between them. A chair would have done wonders. But I can't stop the proceedings now. Donny got his hand behind my knee and lifted my leg. I'm wobbling like a flamingo. I was a twirler, not a ballerina. But it does the trick for him, opens me up, and he's got himself even deeper. I can't stand like that and stay focused on Slim, so I do a little heel-toe with my other foot and get closer to the sofa. That way I can rest my foot. I'm glad Donny's got the upper body strength to support me. Slim's got hold of my head. They're both in sync, and I'm getting drilled from both ends. Donny's working faster, hunching over my back, and Slim's dancing trying to keep himself in as far as he can. I let my throat go slack, just being a conduit, open at both ends. They're see-sawing me like it's something they practiced."
"Guys work together long enough, they get like that."
"They're both chuffing and moaning in time with each other, I'm up on my toes on one end, hoping I don't leave a footprint on the sofa. At the other end, Slim's got my head bent back, and wouldn't you know, at the exact same time, they both shoot their loads."
"I told you."
"Donny clamps himself against my butt, him jerking and twisting, I swear he's going to lift me all the way off my feet, trying to push himself as far in as he'll go. I'm hanging on to Slim, who's got me by the cheeks now, his dick pulsing with spasms as he empties himself. I'm congested trying to swallow. I have to open my mouth to breathe, so now I've got it running down my chin."
"Still no Elinore."
"What's the point, now? But you know who does come through the door?"
"No?"
"Ray."
"What's he doing there?"
"He's there to pay the guys."
"You said he already gave Elinore the money, which she spent on her nails."
"He did and she did. If I were guessing, I'd guess Ray knew she wouldn't have the money when they came by for it. I'm not sure what he thought he was walking in on, but he seemed disappointed. I'm just glad it wasn't Elinore. Anyway, he gave Donny the check and asked me if you knew I was covering for Elinore. So, if he says anything, you tell him I was just the messenger."
"If he says anything. But, it's Donny and Slim I need to have a talk with."
"What for?"
"You delivered Elinore's message, right?"
"Right."
"Ray still paid them anyway, right?"
"What's your point, Earl?"
"Sounds like Donny and Slim owe me a sun deck."