Diane's Intimate Life - Part 4
The Peek
It had been a hectic day at work. I was still learning my managerial responsibilities. There was just so much I had to know and even more to do than I realized. I was bone tired as I climbed the stairs. Everyone seemed to be out for the night, which was not so strange for a Saturday. I got to my room, stripped off my clothes, grabbed a robe, and headed for a shower. I was seriously considering a bath instead. I got to the bathroom, and that clinched it, a quick shower and then a nice relaxing bath.
I sat in the bathtub for quite a while letting the water calm my nerves. I started to think about the job again, and how much I wish Andrew had stayed, but he had become a partner in a business out of town so he had to move. I was stuck in the store as manager. Tonight was just one of those nights from hell. The money was off by ten dollars, which with a store as small as mine, well the mayor’s, ten was a lot. It was bound to happen, since the new girl didn't seem to be catching on to quickly.
We hadn't been too swamped, thank goodness. That was the only saving grace. Finding the check under the register helped. That has left us only five cents short, so I threw in the nickel. All in all, not too bad of a day, it was just a very busy one.
I had let myself float in the tub for I don't know how long, until a voice brought me back to reality.
"Hey, you going for the prune look, Hon?" Andrea said as she looked down at me, sitting on the ledge of the tub.
"Oh, I must have dozed off. How long have you been home?" I asked kind of groggily.
"Long enough to know that you were turning into a prune, and for Brenda to make something to eat. You coming?"
"I'll be down in a minute. What's she making?" I was already starting to stand up.
"Oh, probably something complicated and will probably use every pot we have." She and I groaned together.
"Hand me a towel, would you?" I said before Andrea could vanish.
She threw one at me.
"The guys should be home any minute now, and then we can eat." She slid out of the room.
I got out of the tub, dried off, and put my robe back on. I went to my room to get something on for dinner. Dinner is not usually a formal affair, but the rules of the house are, come to dinner dressed. Breakfast was the only time of the day when any of us would come down in our robes or just undies, but that was okay, since none of us really care that early in the morning.
I got downstairs just as the guys arrived home.
"Brad, Peter, get freshened up and get back down here, dinner is almost done," was the yell from the kitchen. They both smiled and jogged up the stairs.
I went in the dinning room, grabbed the plates, and started to set the table. Andrea joined me.
"Well, at least you aren't a prune." She laughed.
"Diane, the next time you take a bath, set an alarm clock or something." Brenda said from the kitchen. That she didn't come out of the kitchen was a sure sign that she was making one of her big dinners. At least she could cook, Peter never got the hang of it, and the rest of us are mediocre at best.
After we ate, Brenda and Andrea told us that they were going back out again, and that they would be gone the rest of the night, and asked if Peter or Brad would clean up. I guess I looked as bad as I felt. I just sat there looking off in the middle of the table. Brad shook my shoulder to get my attention.
"Hey, why don't you watch TV for a while, at least until we get done cleaning up in here, okay?"
I nodded and slid my chair out from under the table. I got up stiffly and walked to the living room. I looked at the TV Guide and saw that nothing was on, so I picked out a video to watch. I sat there staring at the screen for a while, but with dinner in my stomach, it was beginning to make me feel better. I was more awake at least. I looked towards the kitchen and noticed that the guys were nowhere to be seen. I shrugged and decided that they went to bed.
When the movie ended, I got up and went upstairs to go to bed. At least I had the energy to walk up the steps. The last time I fell asleep on the couch I had woken with a stiff neck. That got chuckles from the guys, and Brenda smirked. Andrea was to busy rubbing the tension out.
I got to the top of the stairs and went down the hall to my room when I got a glimpse of the guys through the slightly open door. I was mesmerized. I had never watched them, nor had I ever thought of it, but I just couldn't move away.
I slowly slid down the opposite wall and sat on the floor. I had worn a day dress to dinner, and with the rush, I hadn't put anything on underneath. I got into a comfortable position and looked in at them together.
Brad was sucking on Peter's dick. I had never seen this before. I knew what was going on that first night together, but Brad was on me, so I never fully realized just how versatile Brad was. I saw Brad's mouth going faster and faster on Peter's dick. I knew how a dick felt in my mouth, and how it felt inside of me, and watching them together aroused me like crazy. I wanted to rush in there and suck on Brad, but lately Brad and Peter have been having some problems, so I controlled myself to a point.
As Brad swallowed Peter, I put my finger in my mouth and sucked on it in the same rhythm that Brad was on Peter. I could not believe that they didn't see me, but I couldn't move. Then I saw Peter reach down and stroke Brad's shoulders, and gently pull his face off of his dick. Peter turned Brad around and stared to rub his dick all over Brad's ass. I let my finger drop to my cunt and rubbed my clit.
Then Peter turned Brad around, he went down on Brad. I continued to play with my clit while Peter sucked on Brad. I didn't know how long this went on, but I was rubbing myself so hard that I felt that I was going to burst. I tried to stay with their rhythm and did, faithfully. I wanted this to last as long as they did.
They went into a 69 position, and I put one finger in my mouth as my other hand played on my clit. I just went crazy but stayed quiet. I usually masturbated quietly, so this wasn't a problem.
My clit was sore, and my cunt was screaming for me to release, but I had to hold on, had to make it last, so I changed speeds, and started to play with my nipples through the dress. They got hard rather quickly, and I rubbed them while I watched the guys sucking on each other, and the slurping and sucking sounds just aroused me more.
My eyes took all of this in, and I just wanted to see them fuck each other. I didn't have to wait long. Brad pushed Peter off of him, turned him over, and started to gel up his butt. I knew what was going to happen next, and I waited, my finger right over my cunt, while Brad continued to rub Peter's ass. I put my hands on my butt, where it wasn't on the floor, and let myself envision Brad doing that to me. I could hear Peter's moans, and Brad's quick breathing. Then as if lightning had struck, Brad was buried inside of Peter to the hilt. I was amazed how fast it went in. I put my finger inside of my cunt, while pressing my clit with my other hand. I kept the pace that Brad was setting, and hoped that I could last through the entire sexual act. I kept rubbing my clit and shoving my finger deeper and deeper inside of me. I added another finger after that and just kept going as fast as Brad was going inside of Peter. I could hear both of them panting and moaning. I wanted to join their chorus but knew I couldn't.
I heard Peter scream first and saw him arch his back as I saw the waves of pleasure going up his belly. I watched, hoping that they would have their eyes closed, which they fortunately did. I heard Brad a few seconds later scream his pleasure, and I came with him. My fingers were dripping with my juices, and I saw that Brad and Peter were dripping juices themselves.
When my body was calm enough, I slowly got up from the floor and went to my room. I shut the door quietly, but not all the way. I didn't want them to hear the door latch. I lay down in bed and tried to go to sleep. My body was still trembling from my orgasms, and I hoped that neither of them would check to see if they woke me. I turned on my side, and just laid my hand on my clit and the other on my breast, gently stroking each. My body wanted more, I knew that, but right now, I knew that I wasn't going to get it.
I heard them cleaning up, so I grabbed my vibrator, put it inside of me, and turned it on low. I had a few more orgasms, then my body was then spent completely, and I drifted off to sleep.
Diane never said a word to the guys, and they never even hinted that they knew. The household continues with no major upsets for a few months. Then a tragedy struck...