I got slightly more interested as James mentioned décor and mood colours. But my eyes and the corner of my mouth really did smirk, when Jason called ...the process, ‘Pimping the Workplace’. My usually controlled at work dirty mind escaped like a nipple slip.Oh I knew pimping a car from TV and the slang idea of making something cooler or better, but the grubby idea of procuring, soliciting, prostitution, a pimp living off the earnings; pimping in a workplace; seriously; I imagined myself as a high. When it came to inserting my dick into her, that proved more difficult. It had been a long time since we fucked in a car, and we were older. After some effort and giggling, we settled for Pat kneeling on the seat, straddling me, and doing it cowgirl.I want to say it was the best sex we ever had. But it wasn't. We both managed to cum, and that was good enough at the time. Pat sucked my cock clean and got out of the car.There was a devilish glint in her eye."What?" I asked."There is something I. "Um, well ... Mrs. Baker" said I."Did I hear Ted correctly when he said that your aunt was holding a skinny-dip party this after noon?" Yes, she said she was having some friends over but I wouldn't know who they may be." I should give her a call this week; we may have friends in common. Will you be joining us for lunch?" Er ... no, thank you, Mrs. Baker. I have to go. Good bye, Mrs. Baker ... girls..." I gave Ted a nudge as I headed for the door."Good bye, Joe. Don't be a stranger ... Next. The girls shook their head and pushed me down and I went to get up, Lucy said "Can we taste it?" I said "I guess" they both put a finger in it and tasted it, they looked pleased, Beth said "It's warm" They both started to take more and more tastes before Lucy started to lap it up off my chest, after a while it was all gone, They asked for some more and I said yes.It started again, they started to pump my dick again for a short time, before Lucy asked "How would you like it if we suck your.