Honey's Temps Deliver in Spades

Goodness! It's been a busy month, thinks Honey. Putting her feet on the footstall, she reaches for a glass of Pinot Grigio, which she had poured a few minutes earlier. She opens her laptop and types out a thank-you e-mail to two temporary staff, who have brilliantly helped her through the combined demands of a year-end, an audit, an internal audit and production of next year's financial plans.

The two temps in question, Jules and Antony, have been a godsend. They are both very intelligent, articulate and have picked up the processes extremely quickly. Honey decides that a celebration is in order before the two young men leave the organisation. Jules has successfully applied to a large investment Bank, while Antony is joining one of the Big Four accountancy organisations.

The two young men live fairly close to Honey, so she decides, rather than take them out for a meal on expenses, to go to the trouble of cooking them a meal, as that would be a more personal thank-you. Honey's husband had been working away on some big deal, so he is unlikely to be home. And even if he is in London, he is likely to be home very late after the boys have gone home.

Honey types out the e-mail. " Dear Jules and Antony, I want to thank you for all your efforts, skill and determination in helping me through an extremely challenging few weeks. I have been particularly impressed with how quickly you grasped the systems and processes, in particular the whole planning process, which I'm sure you'll agree is challenging in itself. I have also been impressed with your communication skills employed when dealing with the external auditors. They, too, have mentioned to me how impressed they are with you.

To celebrate a successful year-end and as a token of appreciation for your time with us, I would like to host dinner for you both at my home on Friday, August 15th, at 7:30 pm. Please reply to the email, confirming you can make the date.

Best regards

Honey"

Both Jules and Antony send back emails informing Honey that they would both love to come to dinner.

The next few days at work are spent finalising a few loose ends related to the financial plan. Honey has been thumbing through recipes and has decided to cook a simple meal of a salad to start, a vegetarian lasagne for the main course and some of her homemade chocolate orange ice cream for dessert. (Honey had a bit of a chocolate craving.)

Honey's husband, Tim, is employed by an American bank. They've been married for twenty-five years, happily at first, but recently they have drifted apart. This is partly due to Tim's long hours and the differing world views they had adopted. Tim was far more right-wing than Honey in his political views. Their love life had deteriorated rapidly over the last five years or so. As Honey approached fifty, she had begun to fantasise about taking a lover. She has crossed that threshold once with a brief affair with a man she met at the gym.

On that Friday, Honey leaves work a little earlier than usual to prepare dinner and get herself ready. Dinner has already been prepared in advance. She just has to heat the lasagne, put the salad together, and the ice cream is safely in the freezer. She has a quick shower, shaves her legs and most intimate parts, and decides what to wear. Finally, she chooses a pretty, summery pink dress, a white cardigan, a white bra and knickers set and a pair of white sandals. She has no idea why she shaved her pussy, though. Thinking to herself, " these men are half my age, very handsome and won't be interested in me. Not even my husband is interested." Additionally, while daydreaming about what she would do if anything were to happen, she wonders whether she would get into trouble with her employer. On reflection, though, she decides, as they had technically left the Company at 5 pm, she would be safe from that perspective.

She quickly tidies the house, puts the lasagne in the oven, sets the table, chills some wine, applies a little makeup, but not too much. The two men arrive together at exactly seven-thirty, which is unsurprising to Honey, who had come to rely on their punctuality and excellent attitude.

Antony enters first, presenting Honey with a lovely bunch of flowers, definitely not from a petrol station shop, and a chilled bottle of 2023 Pouilly Fumé, a choice Honey approves of. Jules was close behind. He presents a good-quality box of chocolates and liquor, which he claims is a Gambian delicacy. Jules was the taller of the two, standing at 6 feet 3 inches. He has a slim build, short-cropped hair, and almond-coloured eyes. In his spare time, he plays basketball. And at a high standard, Honey was told, though he always plays down his talent. Antony is a few inches shorter, and has darker skin, a more muscular build, a goatee beard and a shaved head. He came to the UK as a child when his father was relocated to the UK with the Accountancy firm he works for. Antony spent evenings in the gym and consequently has an impressive physique.

They both give Honey a warm and friendly hug as they present their gifts.

"Thank you so much, guys, you really needn't have - I'm the one who should be giving you gifts," says Honey.

" No problem, Honey, it was a great pleasure working with you. Anyhow, perhaps you can give us a gift later," replies Jules. He is the more extroverted of the two.

Honey feels a little embarrassed at this comment and senses herself blushing slightly. Antony notices this and says, " He means with the meal, Honey, which I'm sure will be lovely."

"Oh, I see," replies Honey, nervously smiling.

'Let's open this Pouiily Fume," suggests Honey, and reaches over for a corkscrew.

Antony opens the wine and pours three generous glasses.

Honey proposes a toast: "To the best temps I've ever had, to future success to you both, and a wonderful evening."

Jules replies, " Let's drink to that."

They all clink their glasses together and all take a healthy sip. Honey points to her CD collection and suggests they put some music on. Jules looks as if he'd never seen a music CD in his life, but Antony steps in.

"My parents had one of these a few years ago," he says, smiling.

Honey initially feels old, but soon realises she was having her leg pulled, so she rolls her eyes at the boys. Jules is standing close to Honey, and he puts his arm around her as an apology for the teasing. Honey moves closer to him and puts her arm around his waist.

'I love you two boys, always teasing me," says Honey.

Honey disappears into the kitchen to finalise the food preparation. Meanwhile, the young men scan the CD collection, trying to find something they have even heard of. Finally, they choose a compilation CD featuring several 1970s/80s bands such as Hot Chocolate, Blondie, the Jackson 5 and ABBA.

As they listen to the music, sip their wine and chat about their future plans, Honey beavers away in the kitchen, finally emerging with three bowls of salad. They eat dinner, and the boys are full of compliments, especially for Honey's Chocolate Orange ice cream.

During dinner, they consume two and a half bottles of wine. Honey, in particular, is feeling quite tipsy and giggly. The boys exchange glances, something which Honey notices.

"What shall we do now?" asks Jules.

"We could dance," suggests Antony, grinning.

Honey, fearing her dancing wouldn't be up to the boy's standards, proposes, "We could play cards, that would be fun."

"Good idea, " replies Jules, "shall we play poker?"

"I don't know how to play poker, perhaps Blackjack?" counters Honey.

"Fine by me," says Antony.

Honey pops into the next room to fetch the cards. She returns and drags a table into the centre of the room. Antony and Jules drag the chairs over from the dining table, and they all sit around the table.

"I'll be the dealer," says Antony. Before skillfully shuffling the cards as Honey looks on, relieved she's not playing poker.

"Let's just play for fun to start, before making it more interesting," says Jules.

Honey (wrongy) assumes he means playing for money.

Jules then disappears to the kitchen and returns with the bottle of Gambian liquor. He slips over to a cabinet and selects three small glasses, placing them on the card table. He pours a healthy measure into each glass and passes them around. The three take a sip of the fiery liquor.

"Whoa, that's strong!" exclaims Honey.

"Wow, man, that's powerful stuff," adds Antony.

"Nice though, right?" boasts Jules.

Honey takes another sip and inadvertently pulls a funny face.

"C'mon, boys and girls, time for cards," says Jules.

Antony provides two cards to the three of them. All three of them check their cards. Honey sticks, Antony twists, as does Jules.

"Let's see what you've got then," says Jules. He looks directly at Honey as he says it, and Honey smiles back. She reveals a seven of diamonds and a queen of spades.

"Queen of spades, is that pertinent?' asks Antony, raising his eyebrows at Jules.

"Maybe," replies Honey, blushing slightly.

"Seventeen, not bad, says Antony, "what about you, Jules?"

"I'm bust," says Jules. He reveals cards totalling twenty-four.

"I win then," says Antony. He reveals a nine and a jack, cards which total nineteen. He lets out a whoop of pleasure. Jules wins the next game, while Honey wins the third.

"Shall we up the ante a bit?" asks Jules.

"I don't have any money on me, man," says Antony.

"Not money, man, clothes. Let's play strip Blackjack," suggests Jules.

Honey, rather stunned, says," My husband will be back at eleven, so as fun as it sounds, we'll have to stick to money, I'm afraid. I can lend you some, Antony."

The boys look disappointed, but they understand. Antony re-shuffles the cards. He is about to deal when Honey takes a call on her mobile. They both surmised it was her husband.

Honey says into the phone, "Ah, OK, where are you going to stay then? Right. When will you be back? OK. Alright, see you then. Love you. Bye."

"He's had a fair bit to drink, so he's staying at his company's flat in London," announces Honey. "He'll be back about ten tomorrow morning," she adds.

The two young men look at Honey with wide-eyed expectancy.

Honey looks at the two young, handsome men and then sighs," OK.... but only down to underwear."

"Down to one piece of underwear?" suggests Antony, hopefully.

Honey bites her lip, "OK then," and giggles.

Honey soon wonders whether Antony was deliberately giving her bad cards, because she is regularly busting by going over twenty-one. Within 10 minutes, she has lost her cardigan, both shoes, and then she removes her pretty pink dress and places it neatly on a spare chair. Antony and Jules are bare-chested but still have their trousers. They are both admiring Honey's extremely fit body and pretty white underwear.

Jules loses the next game, revealing his navy blue Calvin Klein briefs. Honey loses the next game.

"Oh dear, now what?" asks Jules.

"How about you take your bra off, either that, or you reveal your biggest sexual fantasy?" suggests Antony.

A switch seems to flick in Honey's brain.

"My biggest fantasy is to have a threesome with two very fit, black men," confesses Honey, as she removes her pretty white bra.

The boys exchange glances as they realise it's game on. Jules offers his hand to Honey and leads her to the settee, where she sits down in the middle seat of three. Jules sits to her left, and Antony to her right. Honey's heart was beating as if she had been doing intense cardio exercise. Jules leans his head over to kiss her, their lips meet, and soon their tongues find each other. Antony is stroking his right shoulder, then moves down to her arm and circles her right breast. Jules's hand strokes Honey's thigh before moving up her body, slides over her sexy white knickers, past her stomach and caresses her left breast. Honey smiles inwardly as she relishes the attention from these two lovely men. Her hands start to wander too. Her left hand explores Jules's ripped stomach while her right caresses Antony's well-muscled arms. She moves her tight hand lower, discovering with a shock that Jules's dome had popped out of his briefs. Jules sighed with pleasure. Honey slips her hand inside and grasps his erect cock.

"Stand up," Honey tells Jules. He does as requested, and Honey kneels before him. She pulls down his briefs, and his long, slim, very black cock springs to attention. She gently cradles it and kisses the tip lovingly. Meanwhile, Antony slips out of his Boss underwear and stands next to Honey with his penis rock hard. His is shorter but thicker with very pronounced veins. It isn't as dark as Jules's, and his head is mushroom-shaped. Honey, with her spare hand, grasps the cock and starts to rub it. Honey feels as if a surge of electricity is shooting through her body.

Honey's lips have worked their way halfway down Jules's erection. She leaves a trail of moisture as a tide mark as she attempts to go further down his shaft with each forward movement of her head. Antony decides it was time to investigate Honey further, and he slides his hand into her lacy, white knickers. To his surprise, he finds no pubic hair at all, just smooth skin. Honey looks down at the powerful black hand entering her underwear and veering towards her intimate areas. She wants to offer encouragement, but her mouth is full of black cock so all she can do is let out a stifled moan.

Antony's fingers find Honey's most sensitive areas, and she gasps in delight. He lets his fingers pause to gently manipulate Honey's button before finding the moisture emanating from her opening. He slides his index finger into her vagina as Honey wriggles with delight and forces her lips further down Jules's penis, which seems to be getting longer by the second. She senses her eyes watering as his lovely cock slips further down her throat.

Antony slips his middle finger into Honey and starts to vigorously finger fuck her. She fully opens her legs to accommodate him. Then it happens: she feels the first orgasm welling up inside her, and Antony feels it too, as a rush of juices escapes from Honey's pussy. The extra lubrication allows Antony to increase the vigour of his finger fucking as Honey's muscles involuntarily contract, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

At this point, the guys switch positions. Jules pushes Honey's knees together and slips her sexy knickers off, leaving her fully naked. They both slip out of their briefs. Jules kneels in front of Honey and reopens her legs.

"It's time to see what my boss tastes like, sorry, ex-boss," he says, smiling.

Honey opens her legs further, "Help yourself!" she tells him.

As Jules's mouth and expert tongue go to work, Honey is confronted with Antony's angry-looking cock, which is gnarly and veiny, but to Honey's eyes, the most beautiful thing she's seen. She tugs the foreskin back and feeds it into her mouth. She is desperate to taste cum at this point, stroking the base of his dick with her right hand and working up a good rhythm with her mouth. She looks up at her new master, thinking that only this morning, she was his boss; how quickly all that has changed.

Jules, as usual, was doing a great job. Honey thought to herself. Impressive in the office and even more so performing cunnilingus. He was expertly using his tongue on Honey's clit, while alternating between licking her labia. Juices flowed from her already soaked as she positively responded to the best oral sex she'd had. Her second cumming wasn't far away, and she tried her best to make Antony cum simultaneously. Failure, though, as her body convulsed first, but his dick remained stubbornly dry, apart from her saliva.

At this point, they head for the marital bed. Honey notices they both grab their smartphones as they leave the lounge/dining room. They also refill the shot glasses with Jules's super-strong liquor. Honey considers banning the phones, but she lets it go. She would stop them if they got the cameras out.

They sit on the edge of the bed and knock back their liquor. Honey's head spins as the alcohol hits her insides.

"Wow, that's so strong, delicious though," she says.

The gents just smile before taking her glass and laying her down on the bed. Jules kisses her passionately while Antony nibbles an extremely erect nipple. Honey strokes his shaved head as he does so. His hand reaches for her vagina and quickly finds moisture. He slides down and has his first taste of her lady juices. Honey opens her legs wider to give him unfettered access, and he takes advantage, sliding two fingers in her channel as his tongue feverishly works her clit. Jules presents his fully erect, throbbing cock to her mouth, and she greedily slides it between her lips. At this point, the men started talking profanities to her.

"Boss turns out to be a black cock whore," crows Jules.

"She's a dirty slut," growls Antony.

"Her filthy little cunt needs a black cock, and she needs to be filmed taking it," adds Jules.

"Want to taste chocolate cum, boss?" asks Antony.

"That will make a great photo, the boss covered in black man's cum," teases Jules.

" Fuck me, I need your black cocks inside me, I want to taste your cum," Honey hisses.

"It's time to give her the fucking of her life, Jules," announces Antony, as he reaches for his phone.

"Game on," states Jules, as he too grabs his phone.

The two high-fived each other.

Honey lies back and spreads her legs. She opens her pussy, and Jules presents his cock to her opening. It slides into her wet channel easily, and Honey moans as she feels him deep inside her. He starts thrusting, slowly at first, but he soon picks up speed. Meanwhile, Antony kneels at the top of the marital bed behind Honey and offers his cock, which she accepts greedily. Antony points his phone at the action Honey's bare pussy is getting, taking care not to get her face in the shot. It wasn't long before Honey orgasmed yet again, this one even more powerful than previously.

The guys put Honey into the doggy position and switch ends. Antony greets Honey's pert bottom with a playful, though stinging, slap. Honey yelps before taking Jules's dome into her mouth as he kneels in front of her. Both of the men film the action as Antony pummels Honey from behind.

"Fuck me, fuck me," shrieks Honey. Though she is soon silenced by Jules's dick sliding into her mouth and down her throat. Antony was first to cum, sending a plentiful stream of warm, milky coloured semen over Honey's bum cheeks and lower back. Jules indicates, with a thumbs up, that he has caught the ejaculation on camera. Jules then withdraws his cock from Honey's mouth and, after wanking it for a few seconds, sends a stream of cum into Honey's face. She initially baulks, but quickly opens her mouth and offers a tongue to accept his next few streams of cum. She savours the salty, manly taste before swallowing it. She then sucks both of the men's cocks until they are spotlessly clean. She even reaches behind her to scoop up the cum of her arse and lower back, before licking her fingers clean.

"This girl loves cum," chides Jules.

"I do, I love black men's cum," Honey giggles.

The three of them lay in the marital bed until, with the liquor taking effect, they doze off.

Honey wakes, disoriented at about 3 am. Jules, who is behind her, is caressing her bottom. Antony is just stirring, and as his eyes open, he immediately starts licking Honey's nipples. Honey quickly realises round two is about to commence. There are no cameras this time, just passionate, unadulterated fucking. Honey is riding Jules, and Antony moves behind her, leaning her forward to get access to her bum. He inserts a finger into her anus, and she gasps, but doesn't stop him. He spits into her hole as a lubricant and manages to get his fingers in. Honey moans and continues to ride Jules. Antony offers his gnarly cock to Honey's anus and attempts to insert it, but she is too tight. Their plan to double penetrate their former boss is put on hold--for now.

Antony instead lets Honey suck his cock until he ejaculates into her mouth; she was ready for him this time. Honey continues riding Jules until he moans as he climaxes, unprotected, into her pussy.

In the morning, after much-needed coffee, the three of them shared a shower. Honey gives them a farewell blowjob and gets one last taste of their delicious cum. They exchange WhatsApp details and have one final team hug before they leave.