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Captured by Ann and Capturing Ann by R.D. part 11
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Captured by Ann and Capturing Ann
by R.D.
part 11
June 1984
I was at my desk on a Monday when Ann came in to remind me that she was to
meet her
younger sister at the airport that afternoon. I had not met Justine before as
she had spent the
previous six years enrolled in medical school in Belgium. After earning her
degree from the school
at Louvain, she had enrolled for an additional two years of training at
U.C.L.A. in order to receive a
degree from that school as well and ease her way into practice in this country.
Ann had described
for me that Justine was about to start a three month rotation at NYU in its
obstetrics and
gynecology service as part of her clinical training the following week and Ann
had asked if it was
alright if she would be living with us for that time. I agreed and we
anticipated that we would
moderate our behavior at home in deference to Justine's presence.
That evening we all had dinner together. Justine was enthusiastic about her
upcoming
stint at NYU and she told us how medical education differs between the U.S. and
Europe, with the
greater emphasis on clinical education here. Over the course of the meal,
Justine mentioned that
she was invited out to a friend's house in the Hampton's the following weekend,
and that she
needed to do a little shopping as she had only brought one bathing suit with
her, and could use
some additional sport clothes. Ann brightened and offered to take Justine out
to our shop,
Vanities, and assured her that she would have a good supply of items to choose
from.
"That's good Ann. It is tough to find something to fit me properly. You
probably have the
same problem even worse than I do."
"That's why I make sure that Vanities always has an adequate selection for
people like us."
Now Justine was not quite as busty as Ann, but she clearly was well- endowed,
although I
could not tell quite the extent because of the blousy nature of the dress she
was wearing.
"If you are going out to Vanities tomorow" I said, "I'll drive you both out
there." Ann shot
me a dark look, as she must have realized what I had in mind.
I pulled up in front of the apartment about noon the next day in order to
drive Ann and
Justine out to Vanities. Ann had not said anything to me about what I would be
doing during her
and Justine's trip to Vanities. The two of them hopped in to my car and both
seemed to be in an
upbeat mood. They had spent the morning catching up and visiting with each
other. Ann asked
me what was new in the office and I told her there was a lot of work piling up
on our desks, but at
least for the moment, no emergencies.
I dropped the two in front of the store and told them I would be back in about
an hour or so
and that I would take everyone out to a late lunch. Ann gave me a big smile,
which I took as a
blessing from her for what I was about to do. I pulled in behind the store and
using my key,
entered the "viewing" room.
Business wasn't bad, I judged, by the amount of activity that was going on.
Several
people were trying on different items and one asian girl caught my eye. She
had a terrific, lithe
figure. After about twenty minutes, Justine entered one of the try-on rooms
with an armful of
bathing suits. She hung them up one by one on a rack opposite the mirror and
seemed to take
some time to decide what she would put on first. Almost absentmindedly, she
unbuttoned her
blouse and stepped out of her slacks. Reaching behind her, she unhooked her
bra and turned to
face the mirror. Justine had an impressive figure. Her breasts were large and
seemed more
assertive, less pendulous than Ann's and certainly not as big. Like Ann, she
had a thin waist, but
it was evident from the dark area at the front of her panties that she did not
share Ann's shaving
habit. I watched with interest as Justine tried on all the different outfits
that she had selected. One
that particularly appealed to me was a shocking pink T-back number which did
little to cover her
rear and which only had two wide vertical bands that were strategically placed
to cover her nipples,
but which left the sides of each breast free to catch the sun.
Shortly after I realized that Ann and Justine had finished their selections, I
ducked out the
back and drove the car to the front of the store to pick them up. We had a
nice lunch and then
headed back to the city. Ann did not ask me where I had gone while the two
were shopping and I
did not raise the subject either.
The next day Ann and Justine were left to their own devices to spend their
time. Over
dinner, they filled me in on their day touring some of Manhattan's interesting
locales including the
shops on Madison Avenue and lunch in Chinatown. Ann told Justine that she
would be on her
own the next day as she had to get back to our office.
"I'd love to see where you work. Why don't I come up, you can show me around
and I'll
take you to lunch."
Justine's request unnerved Ann. We both realized the next day was Thursday--a
day
when we have our special dress code and when we don't ordinarily schedule
visitors.
"I have just so much to do, there's no way I could go to lunch. Maybe
Friday?" Ann
ventured.
"I can't. I have an orientation session at NYU on Friday." Turning to me
Justine asked
"It'll be o.k. if I see my big sister for a while tomorrow won't it.?"
"Sure" I answered, not knowing myself how things would play out.
Later that evening, when we were alone Ann raised the subject of how we would
be the
next day. By then I had decided how I wanted things to go. "No exceptions,
Ann. I guess Justine
will just see how we work on Thursday's."
I had expected more of a protest from Ann than she offered. She did not seem
as upset
as I thought she might and had she really seemed distressed, I was prepared to
alter our normal
Thursday routine. Something else, however, was going on.
On Thursday, business started off as usual with everyone doffing their tops
and some their
bottoms as well, with Marie keeping her sweater at the ready for unexpected
visitors. From my
open office door I could see that Gerry was wearing only thigh high stockings
and black panties,
and Ann had chosen today to wear grey stockings and a matching garter belt. I
was surprised that
she was not wearing a skirt or any other sort of body covering.
Exactly at noon, Marie came into the back, a little flustered. She had her
sweater on and
in an urgent tone told Ann: "Your sister Justine is out front."
"Bring her back here, please" was Ann's instruction to Marie.
Moments later I watched as Marie opened the door to our inner office space and
brought
Justine in. Justine saw Ann and Gerry immediately and looked at both with a
totally shocked
expression.
"Ann! What's going on?" she finally mustered. The sound of a strange and
excited voice
prompted some of the others to come around to see what the commotion was all
about. Maria and
Sharon came within view and Justine quickly realized that she was witnessing
something she had
never anticipated.
"Come on in to my office" I invited Justine. "I guess Ann better explain to
you what this is
all about."
Justine went in to my office quietly and took a seat on the couch. Ann came
inside as well
and closed the door behind her. She sat opposite to Justine in an armchair
with her legs slightly
spread--it seemed to me deliberately so--with her nakedness completely
apparent. She made no
move to cover up.
Ann explained that everyone who worked in my office was doing so voluntarily
and that all
were very well paid, even exorbitantly well paid. She said that I was
well-liked by the staff and that
she thought that at least two others in addition to herself were in love with
me.
That was the first time that the word "love" was ever used in connection with
our
relationship and I realized part of the reason why Ann did not prevent this
encounter with Justine.
Ann went on to explain how I was turned on by the visual and how everyone
tried to figure
out ways to appeal to me in this manner. To illustrate this point, and to make
another, Ann
described how she had designed and configured Vanities to permit me to monitor
the dressing
rooms. It took about ten seconds for Justine to make the connection and
realize that she had
been there but two days previous. She seemed to blush, but there was also what
I thought was a
faint grin curling the ends of her mouth as she looked in my direction.
Ann continued with her account of how we all came to the work arrangements
that we had.
She then startled me a bit further by describing our Tuesday and Thursday
post-lunch activities,
including what happens when the girls draw different color marbles.
Justine interrupted to ask Ann if the reason she was shaved was another part
of my
requirements. "No, but I know Bob likes that" she answered.
There was silence for a moment and then Justine spoke.
"Well I saw the buffet lunch set up outside and Ann you told me what the
routine is here on
Thursdays, and seeing how Bob already was watching me the other day, I guess
there's no good
reason why I should inhibit you all from what you would normally do." As she
spoke those words,
Justine pulled the cotton top she was wearing over her head and without
hesitating for a second,
removed her bra too.
I did not know what to expect so I announced that I was going to get some
lunch. Justine
bounced up and said she was hungry too and followed me to where the buffet was
set up. The
rest of the office was already helping themselves and we all took our plates
and gathered around
the conference table where we ate our lunch.
When the time came to go draw the red or blue marbles, Gerry retrieved the jar
and
started to pass around the table so that everyone could pick. Lisa announced
that since she was
not feeling that well, she was having her period, she'd staff the reception
area for the next hour or
so. Gerry gave Ann the chance to draw a marble, she picked a red one, and then
asked Justine if
she wanted to select a marble. I started to say that would not be necessary
but Justine reached in
and held up a red one as well. With the selection of the two red marbles, the
draw was ended and
we all went in to the room where the cushions were arrayed on the floor.
Gerry and Marie were particularly anxious to get things underway and no sooner
did they
walk into the room than they arranged themselves side by side starting to kiss
each other and
shortly each was fingering the other as well. Sharon and Maria took positions
near each other and
seemed to be principally engaged in solitary activities although from time to
time they leaned over
to each other and kissed. Ann and Justine were a little awkward. Ann started
to kiss me and told
Justine to undress me as well as herself. Justine quickly took off her skirt
and panties and then
unbuckled my slacks and drew them off me along with my shorts. Justine,
probably for lack of
what else to do, started to take me in her mouth, but then turned her attention
to nipping and
biting my thighs. I motioned for Ann to pay some attention to my cock and she
bent over and took
me in her mouth. At one point she held me and offered Justine the opportunity
to suck me as
well. I interrupted that move and drew Justine to me. I wanted to feel her
breasts and kiss her.
Her mouth opened to receive my tongue and I lifted one of her breasts to get a
sense of its weight.
It seemed firmer, denser than her sisters', but not as large. After a bit, I
encouraged Ann and
Justine to trade assignments and as Ann thrust her tongue in my mouth I reached
down and felt
how considerably wet she was.
I then leaned back, in effect signalling Ann that I wanted her to tend to my
cock in
whatever manner she selected. I watched wide-eyed as she joined her sister
licking and sucking
my cock. As Ann swept her tongue up, down and around me, I saw Justine mimic
those
movements and I noticed, more than once, that their tongues would meet as they
enveloped me.
At first I thought that was inadvertent until I noticed that Justine's free
hand had parted Ann's lips
and that she was working her fingers in and out of Ann. Ann also seemed to be
reciprocating that
attention by rolling one of Justine's nipples between her thumb and forefinger.
The realization that
Ann and Justine were relating to each other even as they were tending to me was
an
overwhelming stimulation. Almost immediately I reached my climax and painted
each of their
faces and chests with my ejaculation.
As I leaned back against the pillows in relaxation, Ann and Justine both
tended to me and
joined in cleaning me with the fresh washcloths that were set out for that
purpose. At one point
Ann reached up to kiss me and while I was kissing Ann on the mouth, I reached
for Justine and
pulled her up towards me as well. At that point, I took Justine by the nape of
her neck, and Ann
by hers, and drew their mouths towards mine. After being in a position to
taste both their tongues
at the same time, I withdrew from the fray, leaving both Justine and Ann
twirling their tongues
around each others. I then took Justine's hand and placed it on Ann's breast.
Neither sister
needed any more encouragement.
Using me no more than a prop to support Justine, Ann began to bathe Justine
with her
tongue while Justine writhed with excitement. Initially Ann knelt between
Justine's legs and licked
her slowly and gently, but Justine twisted so that she had like access to Ann.
Justine placed two
fingers inside Ann and twisted them about as she was nibbling and licking her.
Everyone else in
the room was completely captivated by the evident passion which these sisters
were
demonstrating and as I looked around I saw every pair of eyes glued to Justine
and Ann while
everyone, except for me, was almost absent-mindedly touching and stroking
themselves.
Ultimately and finally Ann and Justine became more and more energetic in their
activities
and their grunts and whimpers which lead to very intense and simulataneous
orgasms for each of
them. As they finished they each lay against me, nestled one in each arm. I
turned to kiss each
and as I did I tasted on each, the other.
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