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A Techies Wonderland Ch. 01

By: m_storyman_x



Life has been far from easy for the last few months. When my company cut back due to the economy and I was let go, I figured I'd find another job quickly. Good tech types are in high demand and my computer skills are VERY good. What I didn't count on was how many other really good techs were in the job market. So unemployment drug on from weeks to months. Eventually I reached the point that any job was worth investigating or I'd be out on the street pretty soon. 

So with the mindset that I would take any job that offered a decent salary, I headed into an interview in a small fashion company of all places. I wasn't really sure what they wanted with a computer network expert, but hey, the dollars looked pretty good.

I found the address, a small brick building in an out of the way rural area. I entered through the single glass door with "Amanda's Creations" emblazoned in bright colors on the glass.

"Hi, Chris Marking here for a job interview?" I said to the extremely good looking blond receptionist sitting behind an oak desk just inside the door.

She looked up at me, almost startled or confused. 

"Um. One moment." She said as she picked up the phone and pressed a button. "Miss Jennings. Mr. Marking is here for the interview... Yes maam... Yes maam." She said before hanging the phone up. "Miss Jennings will be out momentarily. Please, make yourself comfortable." She said pointing toward a plush love seat sitting against the office wall. 

"Thank you." I said politely as I moved to sit on the love seat while she went back to work on the computer in front of her. I waited for several minutes before a tall slim woman stepped through an office door and walked toward me, her long muscular legs clopping across the tile floor in four inch tall high heels. Her long legs disappeared into a thigh length black dress that hugged all her curves, which were to say the least, ample. 

"Hello, Chris Marking?" She asked as she stopped a few feet from me and held her hand out.

"Yes maam." I said, standing up and taking her delicate hand and getting a surprisingly firm handshake from her. 

"I'm Amanda Jennings. I'll admit, I was expecting a woman." She said as she released my hand. "This is a predominantly female office. Not a lot of men that really want to work in this field."

"Well, when I looked up information on your company I didn't find much. I presume that the sketchiness of your web site is why you are looking to hire someone with my experience? I'm not exactly sure why that would require a woman." I said hesitantly.

She stood and looked me up and down for what felt like minutes before a she smiled for the first time. "Ok Mister Marking, come with me." She said as she turned and walked around the desk. "We make specialty fashions here. That includes everything from high end swimwear to wedding dresses, everything made custom to order, frequently one of a kind. Our customers come from high end, and sometimes celebrity, ranks. What we would like to do is to assemble a better web presence, order tracking, virtual wardrobe, that kind of thing."

"Ok. I don't see anything particularly difficult with any of that." I answered honestly, having already built similar systems with my previous company, although for machine tool products instead of clothing.

"The job isn't only being able to deal with the technical aspects. We're a small company and most of our management employees wear more than one hat. Your position would also be involved in customer service, helping our online customers with any issues.  Do you think you can handle that kind of thing Chris?" She asked as we walked down a long wide hallway through the middle of an office area.

"I don't see why not." I answered.

"We'll see." She said with a suppressed smile as she pressed the swinging door at the end of the hall open to lead me through. 

I followed her into a large floor area that was broken down into a large number of spacious cubicles that were about five or six feet high in a large bay type industrial building. I could see over the top of the cubicles that they were set in the center, with an aisle surrounding it and a number of more permanent rooms built around the outside of the surrounding aisle. The area above the rooms, and below the better than fifteen foot high ceiling, was enclosed with a railing and appeared to be used for a storage area. As we made our way down the main aisle of the cubicles, I did my best to keep my eyes from popping clean out of my head. A good many of the cubicles contained a people working at sewing machines or cutting materials at a large tables, usually one per cubicle. A couple of the cubicles however, also had a naked or partially naked woman standing on small round stage in the center, being fitted with items of clothing that were apparently being made. 

"As you can see, we use real models instead of hard inflexible dress forms for working on our fashions. It allows us to make sure that the product moves the way we expect. Most of the girls we use are fairly easy going and won't be bothered by the presence of a man working in the office. The question is... can you concentrate on your work with this going on around you? How would your wife feel about you working around half naked women?"

"Well, as far as my wife, I'm divorced many years ago. As far as concentrating, most of these women are significantly younger than I am, so while it may be a distraction, I don't see a problem."

"I'm not supposed to ask, but would you feel uncomfortable telling me your age?" She asked, curiosity etched across her face as she stopped in front of a door at the end of the aisle of cubicles and punched in a code to the electronic lock.

"No, I don't mind. I'm fifty-one." I answered truthfully.

"Really? I wouldn't have figured you were that old. It certainly won't influence my hiring decision one way or the other though." She said as she opened the door and stepped in, flicking the light on. "This is our server room." She said, waving at the racks of computer equipment. 

I quickly surveyed the monitors on the racks, recognizing the windows server screens and the all too familiar Apache web server screens. What I wasn't quite ready for was the large monitor that was flicking through image after image, apparently live feeds from a significant number of security cameras. 

"As you can see we have a very complete coverage of the building, inside and out. Even my office is included, as is this room. I have a duplicate of this monitor in my office with the ability to manually flip to each camera. We archive the video feed for at least a month. Of course security of these feeds are paramount!" She said emphatically.

"I can understand why."

"So what do you think?" She asked.

"Well, I can see your last tech had you fairly updated on server software, but I can tell that you're going to need some new software and some serious firewall hardware to accomplish what you want safely. I'm guessing, just off the top that you're looking at something over seventy thousand to set up what you have suggested. That just includes the hardware and software, not development time. I'm guessing that we're looking at six months or so to get online safely, excluding the virtual wardrobe, unless you throw some kind of twist at me on the order tracking software." I answered, looking over the hardware available and trying to put a quick mental budget together.

"Well, that wasn't what I was asking exactly, but I think I got my answer just the same. I wondered if you could concentrate on your work and not be overly distracted by the environment, based on the surprising accuracy of your quick estimate, it's clear that you both know your business and can concentrate despite the environment." 

"Thank you." I replied as she turned and walked out of the server room, waiting for me to come out before closing the door and ensuring it was locked.  I followed her back along the row of cubicles.

"Jeanie!" Amanda said as she turned into one of the cubicles where a lady in her mid-thirties was fitting a dress onto a mostly naked twenty something. "I'd like you to meet Chris Marking. We are considering him for the tech position."

"Ah, I see." She said as she paused, holding a ruffled blue dress around the waist of the young woman on the little round stage in the middle of the cubicle. The model stood with her bare tits exposed as if this were an everyday occurrence, seeming to not be bothered in the least. Letting the blue dress slide down the model's legs and pool around her ankles, she quietly told the model she could go, letting her step down and walk away, wearing nothing but a tiny thong and a pair of white high heels.

"Jeanie has been our customer service person since we let our last tech go." Amanda said to me. "What percent of your day do you deal with customer issues?" Amanda asked. 

"Oh, it depends. We had a lot for the Lasiter wedding. That woman called almost every day with something she wanted changed. Other than that, less than an hour a day maybe."

"What kind of things do you have to answer?" I asked.

"Everything from how soon something is going to be done, to some idea they have they want to change on an order. Often you will need to go find the person who is doing that piece and check with them or get them in the loop to discuss the ideas. The running around to get an answer takes longer than dealing with the phone calls." She said with a grin. "I didn't know you were considering any men for the position?" She said to Amanda.

"I wasn't, but I'm warming to the possibility. He seems technically competent. I just wonder if he can deal with the ladies." Amanda said, looking down at my pants to see the hardon that had appeared with the close proximity of young breasts that had been on display.

"Well, I have to admit it might be interesting to have a young strong man around the shop to handle some of the heavy lifting." Jeanie said with a smile. 

"It might." Amanda said as she turned and walked away, clearly expecting me to follow.

"Good to meet you." I said quickly, offering my hand to her for a quick shake before running to catch up to Amanda.

"So, how soon could you start?" Amanda asked as we walked through the swinging door into the office area.

"Well, tomorrow I suppose?" I asked as I followed her to the front desk.

"Well, I was looking for a woman for the position, but we'll give it a try. If it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out." She said with finality, extending a hand to me.  I took her slender hand and shook it gently before letting her have it back. "Be here at eight sharp. We'll take care of the paperwork in the morning." She said.

"Thank you. See you in the morning." I said before turning and heading out the door.

"Do you suppose that's a good idea?" The receptionist asked Amanda after I walked out the door. "Especially with the show coming up?"

"I think it's going to be interesting." Amanda said as she watched me walk across the parking lot.  

"Not to mention, for an older guy, he has a really cute butt!" The receptionist said to Amanda as she watched as well.

"Come see me in a few minutes, I need to talk to you about an idea I have." Amanda said with a grin as she turned and headed back to her office.

****** 

The next morning I was at the front door of Amanda's Creations at eight sharp.

"Good morning Mister Marking." The receptions said when I walked in.

"Please, Chris!" I said, extending my hand to her. 

She rose and took my hand. "Celia." She said with a warm smile. "I have some papers for you to do, tax forms and such." She said handing me a folder of papers. "Your office will be the third one on the left." She continued as she started walking from her desk down the wide hallway, looking behind for me to follow. She opened the door to a moderate sized office that contained a normal sized desk and two computer work desks, each with a large computer workstation fitted with multiple monitors.

"Wow, nice!" I said with a low whistle as I looked at my new office and the high end computer equipment.

Celia smiled as she turned back toward me. "For a minute I thought you were referring to me." She said with a little giggle. "But I guess your new computers are better looking than I am."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to indicate that you weren't good looking, you are." I said somewhat startled at her response. 

"It's ok." She laughed, resting a hand on my arm. " I was just teasing you a bit. You'll find that we do a fair amount of that around here."

"Well, I'll try to remember that." I answered, taking a second to check out just how short her little blue dress was as she turned to leave the office. She looked back and gave me a wink, clearly catching me looking at her cute round butt in the extremely short skirt.  "Not bad tits either." I said to myself as I sat down at the desk to work my way through the paperwork. 

It only took about an hour to work through all the forms, much of it required by the federal government to assure that I'm not an illegal alien, that they get their tax money and that they can take me off the unemployment rolls.  All in all, a pretty boring, though necessary task. 

"Here you go." I said to Celia as I walked up to the side of her desk, holding out the folder of completed forms for her. 

"Oh great! That was quick!" She said taking the folder from me. She flipped through the forms quickly and then slid her chair back from the desk and swiveling it toward me. Bending over to put the folder in the bottom desk drawer and draw another out, the top of her short dress, a low cut loose fitting top that seemed to be made up of overlapping loose folds of cloth, fell away from her body. In the position she was in I could see down her front and see a good portion of her large breasts. Her well tanned breasts were easily a C cup, looked firm, and apparently not in need of a bra. As she moved I got an occasional glimpse of one of her large puffy nipples, easily the size of a half dollar. I could have sworn she stayed bent over a lot longer than was actually required, and she made no attempt to turn in any way block what she had to know she was showing off.

Finally she sat back upright, drawing the new file from her drawer, giving me a large smile as she did. "These are the passwords you will need to get started." She said quietly. "Let me know if there is anything at all that you need. Amanda gave me strict instructions that I get you settled in this morning since she is out of town."

"Well, you've been very accommodating. Thank you for everything so far." I replied, feeling like the hardon had to be pretty obvious to her through my Dockers.

"My pleasure." She said with a smile, looking below my belt rather than my face.

I excused myself and headed back to the office to get logged in and see what I had to work with. I sat down at my desk and wondered what Celia's story was as I opened the folder and scanned down the list of servers and admin passwords. One thing that was going to have to change was the password administration. Not only were the passwords not secure, but the password selection was far from strong. 

I rolled my way around to one of the computer workstations and logged in. I was deep into remotely connecting to the series of servers to set up my logins when I heard Celia's voice behind me.

"So, finding everything to your liking?" She asked quietly.

"I think so." I said turning to look over my shoulder at her, freezing at the view I had. She was half standing and half sitting on the edge of my desk, one leg hanging over the edge and the other rod straight against the ground. Her tiny black high heel swung slowly in front of my desk drawers, drawing my attention to her long slender leg. My gaze was drawn to her knee and then higher, the short dress hiked high on her thigh and drawn tight between her legs. In the bright office lights I could easily see up her skirt, her tiny white panty a stark contrast to the rest of her tanned skin and the black skirt.

"I thought I would just check in with you." She said with a smile, making no attempt to move or to close her legs. 

"Oh, I'm finding things just fine." I answered, trying to get my attention out from between her legs. As I broke my gaze from her tiny white panties, I turned back to my computer monitor. "But thank you for checking on me."

"My pleasure!" She said with a smile in her voice. I could hear rustling behind me and then the gentle clop of her heels on the hallway tile.

I set back to work starting to build a map of the server architecture and piecing together how the last tech had configured things. I was appalled to find that all of the security cameras and the NAS drives to save the data streams were hung on the same network as everything else, making them vulnerable to hack from the outside. Knowing the administrator password scheme that she had used, I was quickly able to guess the admin password that was used on all the cameras and had access to the entire net. 

I flipped through the cameras, getting a feel for what they covered, outside areas, inside common areas, and the office spaces, including mine and Amanda's. Mine clearly showed the office door and a portion of the office, but not where I was sitting working on the computer. As I flipped across the camera pointing to the entrance door I noticed that it also covered Celia's desk area down in the lower corner of the image. My attention was also drawn to the unusual position she was in, pushed back from the desk, one foot up on each lower desk drawer, her hand sliding in and out from between her legs. It didn't take more than a few moments for me to realize exactly what that motion was. I grabbed a still of the feed and zoomed down to confirm that there was indeed a long slender purple object protruding from her pussy.

"Damn!" I thought as I flipped back to the live feed to watch both her hands busy between her legs, one plunging the purple dildo in and out of her pussy and the other frigging her exposed clit. I wondered if she realized that the security camera was catching her little show, or if it were the fact that she might be discovered that turned her on so.

The show didn't last much longer, her body bucking and shaking for several seconds before she put her legs down, smoothed her dress out and slid back to go to work on the computer as if nothing had happened.  By that time my cock was as hard as the dildo she had been using, and it was difficult to get my mind focused back on the work at hand.

****

I had been working hard at mapping the software on the various servers, my architectural schematic of the system slowly growing. I was so engrossed that I hadn't even heard Celia come into the office. 

"Ahem." She said quietly, drawing my attention to her. 

I turned in my chair to face her, once again perched on the edge of my desk.

"Celia. What can I do for you?" I asked politely.

"Well, for one, its lunch time. Did you plan on working through lunch?" She asked, one hand stroking her leg from her knee to the hem of her dress, which seemed to be hiked up a little higher than last time. My eyes were drawn to her fingers, tracing a line up the top of her thigh and then down between her legs slightly, before stroking back down to her knee. I also couldn't help but notice that the white of her panties was replaced with....nothing!  Sure enough, the view I had now was of her meaty pussy lips, just the tips of her feathery inner lips exposed and glistening with wetness.

"Um, I was checking out security cameras earlier. Did you realize that the camera that covers the front door also covers your desk?" I asked, trying not to look up her dress.

"Really? No, I don't think I knew that." She said with a grin that told me she knew very well that it did. "I guess it must have caught me taking my break then?"


A Techies Wonderland Ch. 01



My cock was quickly getting rock hard in my Dockers as my mind played back the image of her hands working the dildo in and out of the pussy I now easily saw. "Um....yeah, it did." I said hesitantly.

"Well, Maybe I should find another spot to take care of that little itch." She said as she moved her hands to her skirt and hiked it up a little farther, letting her legs spread a bit wider. "Don't suppose you'd want to take care of it for me?" She asked, her dark brown eyes smoldering and a crooked little smile saying "go ahead...say yes."

I wasn't exactly sure that getting involved the first day on a new job was a good idea, so I declined with a sigh.

"Well, in that case, let me walk you to the lunch room." She said, getting up from the desk and smoothing her dress.

"I usually just eat a sandwich at my desk." 

"Nonsense. Come with me." She said, stepping over to take my hand and practically pull me out of my chair. "Besides, it's time you met all your coworkers." She led me out of my office, barely giving me time to grab my lunch bag. I allowed her to lead me out of the office and down through the door at the end of the hall. She turned right as soon as we moved into the work area, skirting the cubicles in what amounted to a long narrow hallway.  The hallway turned left after the depth of the cubicles and extended the length of the row of cubicles, each the size of a good sized bedroom. Several doors were along the right wall, opening into the rooms built against the outside wall I had noticed the previous day.

"These are mostly storage rooms, fabrics, goodies, finished things. There's another set along the other far wall. The break room is the last one down this wall." Celia said, practically dragging me along with her past three doors, slowing at the fourth.  "Here we are!" She said brightly, opening the door and holding it for me.

When I think of a break room, I think of a Spartan room with tile floors, rows of lunch room type tables and a wall full of vending machines. Amanda's idea of a break room was very very much different.  The room was carpeted in a pastel purple color, except for the gray slate floor in a fully outfitted kitchen area. The room was furnished with a variety of love seats, recliners and a few large hardwood tables, similar to what you might see in a formal dining room of a plush home. There was no doubt that this room was decorated by a woman.

"Ladies, this is Chris, our new IT expert. This is Jeanie Chambers, Suzanne Reeves,  Maria Summers, and Elaine Jacobs." She said motioning to four ladies sitting around one of the tables. 

Jeanie I had met the previous day, a tall slim woman with small breasts and slightly graying hair. If I had to guess I would have said she was only about a hundred and fifty pounds for her almost six foot frame, and probably in her early fifties. 

Suzanne was a short plump woman, easily two hundred pounds, with a round face and cheery smile. She looked me up and down as if inspecting me, a twinkle in her eye that had mischief written all over it. 

Maria Summers was the epitome of a Barbie, tall and slim with huge tits and long blond hair. I guessed she was in her early thirties at most. 

Elaine, the last at the table, pushed herself away and got up to meet me. She was short and slight, maybe a hundred twenty pounds soaking wet and all of five three, if that. She stepped lightly around the table and came over, extending her hand to me, which I took. Her slender body had small breasts with suddenly very hard nipples as she shook my hand and looked me up and down. "We don't get too many men back here... In fact, I think you're the first that wasn't a delivery man or the like." She said with a slight Irish lilt to her voice that matched her short auburn hair and freckled fair skin. 

"Well, I suppose you will see a lot more of me around here." I said simply as her eyes made their way back up to my face.

"I certainly hope so." She said with a crooked little grin, using my hand to pull me toward the table. "Don't let Celia monopolize you either. Here, come have a seat with us."

I looked around at the other ladies, in a wide range of ages and builds sitting in the sofas and chairs around the room in various states of dress or rather, undress. 

"These other ladies are mostly models. They come and go as we have need of them. We have an agency that takes care of it for us, all we do is give them the dimensions and when we need them." Elaine said motioning to the ladies I had been looking at.

"Where do you find so many women eager to do this kind of thing?" I asked.

"Well, some are strippers or adult entertainers, some are college students earning extra money and others...well housewives mostly. I think all of us have acted as dress models at one time or another. It's all about dimensions." Celia said with a shrug. "We will need them a few days here and there and they get paid fifty dollars for half a day."

"Well, I guess it's one way to make a few extra dollars." I said nodding to the ladies who were paying any attention to me at all, which included both young and middle age alike.  To say it was an unusual lunch would be an understatement. It was downright difficult to pay attention to my sandwich with a topless twenty something slowly stroking her nipples while she watched me from across the room. I was left in a constant state of arousal, with a foot from either Maria or Suzanne periodically slipping into my lap to rub my hard cock.

"Well, ladies, I think I better get back to work." I said as I got up from the table, trying to minimize the amount of my hardon that was showing through my pants.

"Well, I'm sure we'll all be happy to see more of you around." Elaine said with a grin.

"Um. Yeah." I said as I turned to head away, hearing her giggle a little as I made my way out of the break room. It was only a few minutes before I flopped into my chair and ran a hand through my short cropped hair, wondering just exactly what I had gotten myself into in this place. After a few minutes of relaxing, I turned to my computer and went back to work loosing track of time as I dove back into the planning. My concentration was suddenly broken by the ringing of my office phone. "Chris Marking." I said into the hand piece as I picked it up.

"Yes, mister Marking. Amanda Trapping here. I wanted to check on the status of my dress. Can you tell me how far along it is?"

"Well, hang on a minute and I will see what I can find out." I answered as I flipped through the applications I had cataloged earlier, opening the project status app. As I had suspected, it listed out all the projects that were being worked on. Unfortunately the information was little more than a large file with only rudimentary search capabilities. I dug through the information the best I could until I located her name, a description of the dress and the fact that it was Elaine that was handling the project. "I found your information, but I don't see anything on the status. Can you give me a number and I can call you back when I find out?"

"I can." She said before rattling off a phone number. 

"Thank you Miss Trapping. I will get back to you as soon as I can." I responded before hanging up the phone.

I got up and headed out to the work area with a printout of the information I had. I walked into Elaine's cubicle to find her working around some delicate curves on her sewing machine.  "Elaine, can you help me out?"

"Sure stud! How can I do you?" She asked with a huge grin.

"Um...Miss Trapping has a dress being made, and I wondered if you could give me an update?" I asked trying to ignore the not so subtle innuendo.

"Ahh, yeah, let's go have a look, shall we?"  She said getting up and walking past me, letting her hand drag across the front of my Dockers as she did.

With a little shake of my head, I followed her out of the cubicle and around to the long hallway that had the break room on it. She stopped at a door part way down the hall and opened it, the lights turning on automatically as she stepped inside. I followed her into a large room the walls covered with everything from wedding dresses to skimpy lingerie hanging on almost every conceivable inch.

"Let's see....12864" She repeated over and over as she walked the length of the rack looking at small white tags. "Ah here we are!" She said, pulling a plastic covered dress bag from the rack.

"Is that it?"

"Oh yes!" She said pulling the plastic off. "Kind of sexy, isn't it?" She asked me, holding the dress up against her slight body. The dress appeared to be almost a sash that ran diagonally across her body, but attached at the bottom to an incredibly short skirt. The material was semi-translucent and waved and flowed with each move she made. "Would you like to see what it looks like on someone?" She asked.

"Oh, that's not necessary." I said, gulping.

"Oh don't be silly. I'm close enough in size to our Miss Trapping that it should look ok." She said stepping over to one of many long flat upholstered benches running down the center of the room. Before I could say anything else, she laid the dress down and began pulling her tank top up and off over her head, leaving a set of freckled B cup breasts bouncing in full view. She bent over as I stared, stripping off her shorts as she kicked off her slip-on shoes. "You know, this just wouldn't look the same in these frumpy old panties." She said as she hooked her thumbs into the waist band of a pair of delicate lacy panties and slipped them down over her hips, revealing a neatly trimmed auburn bush. 

"Damn." I breathed as she stepped out of her panties and bent over completely naked, pulling the dress from the hanger. She lifted the material over her head and let it slide down her body, settling the angled sash over her breasts so that her right breast was completely covered by the angled material, but it only lay over top of her left breast by the slightest of friction. It was obvious that if she shrugged her shoulders that it would slide off, exposing her nearly bare breast completely. 

"So what do you think of my handy work?" She asked, turning a slow pirouette, which let me see that the material of the short skirt didn't completely cover her creamy ass, or even reach down far enough to cover her meaty outer pussy lips, that showed from between her creamy cheeks. She continued her turn until she was facing me, the shimmery material covering her body, but not quite preventing me from seeing it. 

She walked over to me as I stood dumbfounded, slowly walking a circle around me, dragging one hand across my chest and then letting it slide down my back to my ass as she moved. Slowly she stepped around me and let her hand drag across my hip and come to rest on the substantial bulge in my Dockers. "I wonder what's in here?" She asked with a giggle, turning to face me. 

"Um, not a good idea." I said, as she undid my belt and pants, letting them slide down to my ankles. 

"Oh, I'm sure it's not." She said as she stepped against me, pressing her tits against my chest, slipping her hands into my underwear and pushing them down enough to free my hard cock. She wrapped both hands around it and slowly stroked up and down a few times. "I guess this means that I did a good job on the dress." She whispered huskily. "Would you like to fuck me in it?"

"Really not a good idea." I half panted, trying to keep my hands off of her practically naked body.

"You're sure?" She asked again, stroking up and down my shaft a few more times.

"I'm sure." I answered.

"Ok." She said disappointment clear in her voice as she backed away. She gently pulled the dress off and bent over to step into her panties, her pussy pushing out invitingly toward me.

"Oh god." I mumbled as I bent down to pull my pants back up, giving myself an even better view of her obviously wet pussy in the process.

"You like?" She asked, wiggling her ass a little bit for me before I stood back up with my pants. "Any time you want to fill me with that fat cock, just let me know." She said as she straightened up, turning to face me still completely naked. 

"I will." I said, wishing I could just stuff her full right then and there.

I turned and headed out of the room, stuffing my rock hard dick into my pants before I lost all control and turned back to fuck her silly. I wasn't about to let this job go down the shitter because I felt like fucking someone on company time in the building. Especially not on my first day!

I made my way back to my office, closed the door and sat down to try to get my composure back before making the call back.

"Miss Trapping, good news. Your dress is finished." I told the female voice over the phone. "Since I'm new here, I don't know the process yet, but I'm sure that we can ship that."

"Oh, no problem. I'll stop and pick it up next week while I'm in town. How does it look?"

"I have to say it's one of the sexiest outfits I've ever seen, but definitely not for wear in public."

"Oh good. That'll be perfect for the party!" She said enthusiastically. 

"Yes maam." I agreed, not knowing at all what party she was thinking about. 

"Thank you Mister Markling. I look forward to seeing you next week." She said before hanging up.

I turned back to my work, on the computer, deciding right then that a new inventory and job tracking program was going to be at the top of the priority list.

I put the finishing touches on my basic plan of action for the IT resources of her company before calling it quits at nearly six pm. I headed out to leave finding Celia gone, replaced by a young lady who introduced herself as Jennifer. I recognized her as one of the young ladies from the break room, and said goodnight to her before leaving Amanda's Creations after my first day at work.

*********

I hoped my second day at work would be a bit easier than my first as I headed up to the front door.

"Good Morning Chris!" Celia said cheerily as I stepped into the cool reception area from the already hot morning.

"Morning Celia." I said with a nod, heading past her desk toward my office. I was almost surprised to see her in a snug fitting skirt and button down blouse after her outfit the day before. 

I had barely settled into my chair and started thinking about how to structure the new database front end when my phone rang. "Chris Marking."  I announced.

"Chris, Amanda. Come to my office please." She said in a very businesslike tone.

"Be right there." I said, wondering if yesterday's encounter already had me fired. I pushed away from the desk with a sigh and headed out and down the hall to Amanda's office.

I knocked once on the partly open door and then stepped inside. Amanda's office was impressive, larger than most people's living rooms and appointed with a large oak desk and several soft chairs and a sofa arranged in a sitting area. 

"Come and join me." Amanda said as she got up from behind the desk and headed toward the sofa.  She sat down on one end and pulled her bare legs up under her, smoothing her short gray skirt as she let her shoes drop to the floor.

Unsure of what to do, I sat down on the other end nervously.

"Relax. You're sitting like a bad school boy in the principal's office." She said with a laugh.

"I guess that's kind of how I feel." I answered, my voice betraying my nervousness.

She untucked her legs and scooted herself along the sofa until she was sitting on the middle section, tucking her legs up under her again, knees pressing against my thigh. "So you're nervous. I take it that it's not because of your overwhelmed by the technical problems of the job?"

"No, not exactly." I responded.

"I suppose you feel like you're going to be in trouble for something that happened yesterday?"

"You could say that." I replied, waiting for those fatal words.

"You did have a bit of an eventful day didn't you?" She laughed. "Let's see, Celia tried, unsuccessfully, to seduce you. You were teased unmercifully in the break room... and then Elaine, well, Elaine gave you a bit of a fashion show. Yes... I would call that quite a first day."

"I'm really sorry." I said quietly, still expecting to be fired over the incident in the dress room.

"For what? Trying to be a gentleman and not jump every woman that was trying to get into your pants, literally? No, you're fine. I asked Celia to tease you a bit and see if you would bite and gave the ladies free reign to play. I wanted to know if you were serious about the job or only interested because of the... environment?"

"I'm serious about the job." I replied emphatically.

"I believe you. No I think you'll do just fine. We aren't used to having men around and...well to be honest; I've never really bought into a lot of the problems of a mixed office environment. Around here sexual harassment hasn't been an issue, and I don't expect it to change. We're all big girls...and well... now boys and girls. If someone tries to do something you're not comfortable with, tell them to stop. If they don't, come see me. On the other side of that coin, I don't really care who you date or have sex with, as long as it doesn't affect the work. Sneaking off to a fitting room for a quickie isn't going to get you fired. As long as you don't force yourself on anyone I think we'll all get along fine."

"Well, I don't expect to do that." I answered, wondering what she was driving at.

"Good. I expect the problem will be the other way around. We tend to have a pretty lax dress code around here. It comes with the territory. Feel free to join or avoid as you see fit. As long as you don't do anything to discredit our company or our clients I think you'll fit in fine." She said, her hand lying on my thigh.

"Thank you." I said, looking down at her hand.

"Making you nervous?" She asked, sliding her hand off. "All you have to do is say no. Understand?"

"No, it wasn't that. I just wasn't expecting....well the boss...you know."

"What to touch you?" She asked with a chuckle.

"Sort of, yeah." I replied sheepishly.

"Chris if I want to play I'll ask. If you want to say no, that's your choice. I thought I made it clear; the only thing that will be a problem is not doing your job. You're not going to get fired for...recreational activities."

"Thanks." I replied.

"Ok. I think we're done for now." She said uncurling her legs and standing up.

"Yes maam." I answered, getting up from her sofa and headed for the door.

"One more thing. The cameras in this building? My office is one of the few that can be turned off."

"Yes maam." I answered as I reached the door. I wondered what she was suggesting as I walked back to my office. I sat down in my chair and out of curiosity, opened the camera live feed panel and clicked to her office. The camera, as it always had been, was turned on. I watched as she paced the office for several seconds and then turned, as if to face the camera, and undid the belt around her gray skirt. She reached behind it and after several seconds let it slide to the floor. Her fingers quickly worked down the front of her cream colored blouse, undoing each of the tiny buttons before shrugging it off and letting it slump to the floor with her skirt. Her hands slid up her back and the lacy bra she was wearing dropped away, revealing her creamy B cup breasts, each topped with a pink puckered areola, topped with a small hard nipple. With a little grin on her face, she looked up at the camera and then hooked her fingers in the panties she wore, sliding the tiny bikini panties down her legs until she could step out of them. 

She turned slowly, letting me see her whole body, her tight little ass, her shaved pussy, her firm round breasts. It was obvious that this was intended for someone to see, that someone being me. Why else would she have referred to the camera? I nearly missed her blow a little kiss toward the camera before walking to her desk. She opened a drawer and pulled out a long slender gold colored vibrator and turned it on, gently teasing it over her nipples and then down to her bare mound.




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I watched in fascination as she slowly stroked it between her legs and then lifted one foot onto her desk. Her fingers teased the vibrator between her lips and then pushed it up into herself, making the whole length disappear from my vantage point. She lowered her leg, turned and bent over to show me that the vibrator was buried deep in her pussy, her legs together making it stick out even more. After several long seconds she stood back up, blew me a kiss and then leaned across the desk, the camera going dark seconds later.

Yes the show was obviously for me, and just as obviously it was an invitation. I wasn't sure I was quite ready to take that invitation yet, but I knew inside that someday I would.



A Techies Wonderland Ch. 02



It had been almost two weeks since Amanda had gone against her initial desires and given me the job anyway. Being the only man in this...environment, was presenting its own challenges. As hard as I tried to maintain my professionalism I felt like a few of the ladies were getting a bit frustrated with me. Celia, the receptionist seemed to be taking great pains to tease me, almost as if she was seeing just how far she could push me before I just gave up and ripped her clothes off; not that she was wearing all that much some times. 

And then there was Jeanie. At nearly six feet tall her slim body was quite attractive; while she had small breasts, only a large A or small B cup, she seemed to absolutely glow when she flashed them to me in what I'm sure she wanted to be viewed as "accidental" situations. I have no doubt that given the opportunity she would revel in having me undress her completely.

Maria was a bit more my type though. She was tall, slim and had a pair of double D tits that she enjoyed teasing me with. Not that she ever showed them all the way, but she carefully chose her attire so that her ample, well tanned cleavage was constantly on display. If she wasn't married I might have tried to lure her into one of the store rooms to enjoy that body. 

Overall, the technical challenges of my job were enjoyable, but the sexual frustration I felt at the end of each day was driving me crazy. There wasn't a day I didn't have to go home and jack off, at least once, at the thought of the ladies here. 

"Chris." I said into the recently ringing phone.

"Chris, this is Elaine. Could you come down to the dress room and give me a hand?"

"Sure. Be there in a moment." I answered, dropping the phone into the cradle before heading out of my office. Elaine was an interesting study in contradiction. She had the auburn hair, yes in both places I had learned, the light skin and freckles and small breast. She even had a little bit of an Irish lilt to her voice. What she lacked was the firery temperament of the Irish, instead being a bit shy and at times standoffish. 

It only took me a minute or so to walk onto the production floor and down the aisle to the large dress storage room, where all the in process and finished products were stored. I opened the door and stepped into the room expecting to find Elaine needing help with something heavy or up high, which was not unusual given her slight stature. What I didn't expect was to find her with a woman that was very close in height to her, wearing the little black dress Elaine had tried to seduce me in that first day.

"Chris, I'd like you to meet Vanessa. Vanessa, this is Chris, our IT guru and all around sexy guy."

"Well, hello there Chris." Vanessa said in a voice that struck me as vaguely familiar. She stepped forward, her well tanned breasts wiggling enticingly inside the shimmery material of her dress. As she held her hand out for me to shake, her right nipple peaked out the top of the angled sash running across her body.

"Hi." I answered stupidly, taking her hand for a moment while I tried to digest the sights in front of me.

As she dropped her hand the nipple dipped back into the dress, hiding it once again; though the damage was already done, I could feel my cock swelling in my pants. I tried not to stare, but the shimmery material didn't quite hide her little blond heart shaped tuft of hair that pointed straight toward her pussy. 

"So what do you think? Is it hot or a bit too slutty?" Vanessa asked, making a slow turn all the way around, and then continuing so she was facing away from me. She bent part way at the waist and pushed her butt out at me, the material sliding half way up her ass so her pussy was exposed as her meaty outer lips pushed out just below her tight round cheeks.

"Well, I wouldn't wear it in public." I croaked, trying to find my voice and trying to keep my suddenly hardening cock from simply jumping out of my pants at her.

"Well, it certainly isn't for that! It's for a very special birthday party!" Vanessa responded, standing back up and turning to face me.

"All I can say is, it'll be good to be the birthday boy!" I answered as I stared at her semi nude form.

"Oh. It's not for him, it's for me!" She answered with a giggle, stepping forward and wrapping an arm around my neck. She stepped up on her tip toes and leaned her cheek against mine while her other hand slid down my front and closed around my cock, bulging out the front of my dockers. "I'm turning twenty one and it's my coming out party! Kind of feels like you want to come out yourself." She whispered as she unzipped my pants.

"I see." I answered in a half choke as her hand worked my belt loose and then went after the button holding my pants together.

"You want to come to my party? There will be lots of sexy women there." She whispered, letting my pants slide down my legs to pool on the floor around my ankles.

"Dressed like you?" I asked, moving my hands to her hips, not sure if I should hold her or push her away.

"Uh huh." She answered, pushing the front of my boxers down, exposing my hard cock to her soft hand and gentle touch. "I sure would like to fuck this right now. But I have to wait two more days." She said with almost a pout in her voice.

"Uh. Ok. Why two more days?" I asked curiously, trying not to think about her soft hand stroking my cock.

"Because my parents made me a deal when I was twelve. I'd get a birthday present of ten million dollars when I turned twenty one if I was still a virgin. I can tell you, it's been a really hard nine years, but I'm still a virgin. Of course that doesn't mean I can't play!" She whispered, letting go of my cock and sliding her hand down my arm to find my hand. She pulled my hand off her hip and drew it down across the skirt of dress and between her legs pressing my fingers against her wet pussy. "You know what I've learned in nine years?" She asked quietly.

"No, what's that?"

"That there are a lot of ways to make a girl climax besides with a cock inside her pussy. I may be a virgin but I love to cum. Would you like to make me cum?" She asked as she slid her hand back to my cock.

I looked over her shoulder at Elaine who stood there with her hands clasped in front of herself and a crooked little grin on her face. I gave her my best "what the hell do I do now?" look, which she apparently understood, mouthing "make her cum!" in response.

I was really at a loss here, not sure what to do, and at the same time being driven nuts by the soft hand that was stroking me. Almost without conscious thought I started to let my fingers stroke the soft pussy lips they were resting against, slowly spreading her moisture and working between them to find her already hard clit.

"Hmmmmmm that's nice." She cooed, pressing her little tits against my chest. "You know what my favorite way to cum is?"

"No, what's that?" I asked a bit breathlessly.

"With a tongue licking me. I think women lick the best, but some guys are pretty damn good too. Would you like to lick my pussy?" She asked sweetly. Without waiting for me to really answer, she let go of my neck and stepped back, pulling me by the cock to one of the long padded benches that were in the middle of the room. I shuffled my way along until I was standing next to one of the benches, she then turned me around and pushed me backward. I looked over at Elaine for help, but she just stood there grinning at me. "Come on now, don't be bashful. I'm sure you'll do just fine. Trying this dress on has just made me so horny! I guess it's the thought of all those guys that will be staring at me, wanting to fuck me and wondering who I'll pick for my first fuck."

"Yeah, I guess that would be a turn on." I answered nervously as she pushed me back so I was lying on the bench. She quickly stepped over the bench, straddling it and me, facing my feet.

I looked up and saw the tips of her soft flowery inner lips protruding from between her rounded meaty outer lips, her little heart of blond curls pointing toward her wet softness. Her round smooth ass was framed in the shimmery black material as she carefully lifted first one knee and then the other onto the bench, balancing herself over me with her pussy hovering inches from my face. 

"Ohhhhh." I groaned involuntarily as a hot wetness enveloped my cock. I reached up and pulled her hips gently down, lowering her soft pussy to my face while her tongue swirled around and around my fat head.

"Damn. This cock is huge." She muttered as I reached my tongue out for its first taste of her juices. I pressed my tongue between her lips, her little rosebud puckering inches from my nose as I slid my tongue along between her lips, searching for her hard clit. "OHHH! SHIT!" She squealed as my tongue bounced across her hard nub.

I licked up and down her wet pussy, stroking my tongue the full length of her lips, flicking her hard clit with each stroke. Her moans grew in intensity as I continued licking up and down her slit, pressing my tongue deep into her on one end of the stroke and running around and around her clit on the other, sending tingles through her whole body that soon had her legs trebling.

At the same time my cock was enjoying her youthful mouth, her tongue swirling around my head before each plunge down my shaft, my fat head hitting the back of her throat before she pulled back again.

"God I want this cock in me so bad right now!" Amanda moaned. "Elaine. Come over here...please!" She almost begged.

I couldn't hear what they were whispering about so I continued to work on Vanessa's pussy, stroking it with my tongue and lapping up her juices as they oozed from her excited body. I decided it was time to ratchet things up a step and try to get her to climax, before I did in her mouth. I slid one hand from her hip to her round firm ass and began to gently stroke across her puckered pink rosebud. 

"UHHHH" I grunted into Vanessa's pussy as I felt a hot wetness envelope my cock. That was no mouth, but then I wasn't going to complain either. I continued to stroke and lick her body while the pussy enveloping my rock hard cock rode up and down me, barely leaving my mushroom head inside before sliding down again.

"OH SHIT! I'm GONNA CUM!" Vanessa squealed as I teased the tip of my finger into her ass my tongue attacking her clit relentlessly now.

"Mphff" was my only response as I continued licking and sucking her clit, my lips pursing around it and squeezing it tightly. 

I felt her whole body start to tremble and shake above me as her juices leaked over my face and ran down my neck. Her squeals of pleasure filled the room along with the panting moans of the woman riding my cock. Up and down she bounced, driving my cock crazy. It had been weeks since I had any sex, well, other than my own hand that is, and I felt like my cock was about to explode inside the incredibly soft hot pussy that enveloped it.

Vanessa lifted herself off my face and sat back, on the bench, my head between her legs, her body leaning over me so her tits were dangling in my face. I looked toward my waist, expecting to see Elaine bouncing on my cock, but was surprised to see Celia sliding up and down my cock, her C cup breasts that I had admired so much, bouncing wildly while her hands pulled and tugged at her own hair.

"Awww shit!" I groaned as my cock swelled inside her, the sight of her tits swinging and bouncing more than I was prepared for. "Here it comes!" I moaned as Vanessa sat on my hands and preventing me from reaching out for those bouncing tits while she used her hard little nipples to tease my cheeks. 

"Yeah! Do it! Almost there!" Celia squealed breathlessly, little trickles of sweat running down her chest and sides as she continued to ride me wildly.

"UHHH!" I grunted, my whole body jerking spasmodically as my cock gushed a huge squirt of cum into her pussy. Time and again my body spasmed, sending jet after jet into her, her own cries and clenching pussy adding to the height of my climax. It seemed like hours before my body wanted to give me control back, my cock slowly wilting inside Celia as she sat astride me and the bench, a look of utter contentment on her face.

"Well, that was more than I expected today." Vanessa said with a grin, sliding back a bit more to release my hands before leaning down to give me a soft wet kiss. "Thank you for making me cum. I really do think you should come to my party. I think you might well be the one that I choose first."

"I appreciate the offer, but I doubt I have anything appropriate to wear." I answered breathlessly.

"Oh all the guys are wearing the same thing. Mesh bikini briefs. And the girls all get to wear anything they want, but it has to show either pussy or tit at all times. I think you'd love it. I'll get a special little brief for you if you come, just to help make the other guys jealous and the girls pant for your big cock."

"What guy wouldn't want to come to a party like that?" I asked as she climbed off the bench and gently stripped off the dress. "But I doubt I can afford the plane ticket to wherever it is you live."

"Oh don't worry. I'll send you one." She said with a wink as she held the dress out to Elaine. "You know. It's a good thing that your friend here came in to sit on you. I'm not sure how much longer I could have kept from climbing on. You have the biggest cock I've even touched in person." Vanessa said as she stepped into a pair of tiny thong panties.

"Yeah. Good thing." I echoed, looking at the devious little smile pasted on Celia's face, feeling utterly had at that point. 

I lay there and watched Vanessa pull on a little yellow print sun dress that was surprisingly normal, other than its extreme shortness, compared to the new dress. With Elaine in tow, the two headed out the door, Vanessa blowing me a little kiss before closing the door behind them.

"So why do I get the feeling this wasn't an accident?" I asked Celia.

"Because it wasn't. I knew Vanessa was here and what the dress was for. It didn't take much of a suggestion while she was waiting for Elaine to get her to want to try it out on a guy...well all I had to do was wait for the inevitable."

"So you just waited for her to be ready to fuck and then helped her out by taking me off the instant market?"

"Something like that. Hell, I've been trying to get you to seduce me for two weeks. Haven't you noticed my lack of panties and bra?"

"Yeah, I have. I wondered how you were getting out of the house that way without your husband seeing."

"That's easy. I've been changing out of them in the car so that I was all ready when I got here."

"Ahh."

"Well, I did ask you if you'd ever thought of having sex with a married woman, and you said no. So I had to do something."

"Well, you seem to have gotten your way. We're not going to have a problem with your husband, are we?" I asked in concern.

"Oh certainly not. I've had a few friends from work over at the house and he seems to enjoy trying to get them to fuck him. It's only fair that I get some too."

"Oh Lord." I muttered. 

"Don't worry." She said, leaning down so her tits pressed against my chest. "We'll just keep that we did this our little secret."

"Yeah, like that's going to happen." I answered knowing full well that by now half the women in the plant had to know that Celia had gotten me. 

The afternoon was thankfully quiet. It appeared that Celia had gotten away with her little play and surprisingly word hadn't gotten out about it. A small kernel of me wondered what would happen if it did, but the larger part was deathly afraid of getting into the middle of a huge issue. Don't get me wrong, the idea of lots of women and lots of sex was...well, "hell yeah"! But after being out of work for so long, I didn't want to screw up this job. Amanda had given me a nice increase in pay after everything had worked out so well the first week that I was actually making more now than I had at my last job. She seemed to be genuinely concerned for me and my well being, as she was for all her employees. I was quickly learning that she was a terrific boss to work for and I really had no desire, sex or not, to screw that up. 

Her words still echoed in my head. She has nothing against workplace relationships as long as they don't get in the way of the work, and I had a LOT of work to try and get done. Ten hour days were going to be my norm until I could get this order system worked out and everything firewalled. The camera servers were my biggest fear. Even now they were at risk until my new router got here and I could isolate them better from the main systems.

I looked up at the clock and realized that the reason I was so hungry was that it was well past dinner time. I decided to go hit a fast food place and then come back for a while and start writing the use case statements for the order system. That was a task that required quiet thinking time, and I wasn't going to get that during the day, especially not with Celia scheming to jump my bones every time I turned around.

I logged out of my workstation and headed out of my office running into Amanda heading toward the front door. She looked incredible, wearing a white dress, if you could call it that, which went from below her armpits to mid thigh. The front and back were solid pieces of some kind of white iridescent stretchy material that clung to her body like a glove. The front and back wrapped around her body except for about four inches of bare skin on each side, broken only by a half dozen narrow delicately braided straps of the same kind of material that the front and back were made of. It was obvious to me that the only thing under her dress was a tiny white panty, indicated by a tiny string looping up and over her hip and a hint of its outline through the slightly thinner back half material.

"Chris! What are you still doing here this late?" Amanda asked, pausing for me to catch up.

"Just heading out for some dinner actually. You look pretty spectacular tonight, headed out for a date?" I asked her trying not to stare.

"Well, I was. But it seems my date stood me up, again." She said as we walked past Jennifer, the night receptionist, with a polite nod and wave. I had to admit that as security goes, she was the hottest guard I had ever seen. The dress she wore did a poor job of hiding her firm muscular body or her probably double D chest. Officially she was the night receptionist, but the majority of her job was security, a job she was well suited for, being a former Marine MP. 

I pushed the door open and held it for Amanda, smelling the soft flowery perfume wafting from her body. I followed her out, allowing the door to close behind us, enjoying the view of her walk toward her convertible BMW as I walked to my much more modest crossover SUV.

"Hey Chris!" She called as she stood with one hand on the windshield of her car and her butt resting on the top edge of the door.

"Yeah boss?" I asked across the top of my SUV.

"You interested in dinner? I still have reservations at Antonio's. My treat!" She asked.

"You sure? I'm not exactly dressed for a fancy restaurant." I answered.

"Yeah, I am. It'll give me a chance to get to know you a bit better."

"I guess. I was just going to grab some fast food someplace."

"I think I can do better than that. Come on." She said with a smile, turning to open the door.

"Ok Boss." I answered her as I walked around my car and heading toward hers. 

"But you gotta promise to stop calling me boss!" She called from inside the open passenger compartment of her convertible while she watched me walk around the front to the passenger side. I opened the door and dropped down into the low slung car. 

"So Chris. I see that Celia finally succeeded." She said as she backed the car out of her reserved parking spot. "I'm surprised."




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"Sorry, I had no clue until it was too late."

"What are you apologizing for? What I was surprised about is that you didn't give in before this. I think if I was in your position that day she walked into your office with nothing on but that sheer robe I'd have just let her have what she obviously wanted." She said with a grin.

"Lord. Do you know everything that happens like that?"

"Not everything. Celia and I have known each other for a long time and she still likes to....share her exploits. And lately you've pretty much been her single ambition. Ever since she saw how big the bulge in your pants was that first day she's wanted to get into them."

"Well, she finally did."

"Does it bother you? That she did it I mean?"

"Maybe a little. I've been trying to stay professional, but some of the ladies have made it awfully difficult."

"Well, you're to be commended. I've pretty much always thought that a guy would kill to be in a situation like this. All these women and all these opportunities."

"Well, Maybe I'm not normal. Don't get me wrong, I love seeing them. I'm just afraid of messing up this job. I can't afford to be unemployed again."

"So the biggest problem is worrying about your job?"

"Pretty much." I replied honestly.

"I think at this point if I tried to fire you I'd have a small riot on my hands. No, your job is safe unless you do something really bad, and having relations with the ladies certainly doesn't classify as that." She said with a little grin as she made a right turn and accelerated the convertible down onto the eight lane wide interstate highway. While I enjoyed riding my motorcycle, practically sitting on the road at eighty miles an hour in Amanda's convertible was a different and almost frightening experience. She seemed to be quite at home zipping the nimble sports car car in and out of the evening traffic, cutting in and out of spots that I wouldn't even slip into on my bike. After several miles of her darting from lane to lane she zipped up an exit ramp, her tires making an audible squawk a she braked hard and turned onto a very much slower city street.

"You do enjoy driving fast, don't you?" I asked with a chuckle.

"Oh that isn't fast. I took it a bit easy this evening since I wasn't in a hurry."

"If that's 'easy' I'd hate to see you in a hurry."

"Oh. There are times when fast is good... and times when slow is better." She said, flashing me a smile. "If you know what I mean."

"I think I do." After considering the way she was looking at me for a few seconds.

"Now Celia, she likes everything quick and hard. That's always been her style. She hates to go to dinner with me because I like to take my time. She likes to get dinner over and then go on to something else. Even her workouts are that way. She won't be in the workout room for more than half an hour and will have done more things than I do in an hour."

"That explains a lot." I answered her having seen Celia in workout clothes on occasion, and then changed back fairly quickly. Of course having a fully stocked workout center in the building is a great perk; it was one I hadn't availed myself of yet simply because there was only a single shower area with three spray heads. They just hadn't considered a mixed sex environment when it was built and I just wasn't quite comfortable enough yet to shower with the ladies.

"I've learned that look already. Your mind is deep in thought of something. Wanna tell me what?" Amanda asked, looking over at me as we sat at a stop light.

"Nothing in particular." I answered evasively.

"And you expect me to believe that?"

"It would be nice." 

"Oh. Now this is supposed to be a learning get together. We share what we think and that way we can learn more about each other. Holding back certainly doesn't help that. If you're worried about shocking me, don't be. I've seen and heard a lot in my line of work. I doubt that you can shock me even if you tried. Now. What is it you don't want to tell me?" She asked again as the light turned green.

"Your comments on Celia just made me think of the workout room." I answered, trying to let it go with that.

"It's a great room isn't it? So tell me... what is it that you were thinking about it?"

"Oh. Just thinking about the facilities." I answered as she slowed at the next light.

"Chris. If you're going to make me pull things from you with a rope I'm going to get frustrated and that would just spoil my dinner. So please, tell me the whole thought."

"Fine." I said with a sigh. "I was thinking that the workout room is really nice, but I haven't used it yet because it's only got a common shower area and I haven't exactly felt comfortable enough to go running around naked in front of them."

"I see. So you're the bashful type?" She asked with a smile.

"Not usually. But I am a bit outnumbered and a few of the ladies, like Celia, seem to have painted a target on my back, or more accurately, my crotch."

"Well, I have heard a few rumblings that you haven't been responding to the flirts thrown your way. One or two of the ladies seem to think you're either gay or already spoken for. I'm inclined to believe both are wrong. You're just deep down a gentleman." She said as she accelerated down the road again.

"Maybe. All the attention is a bit much at times."

"Remember when you started, I asked if the environment would be a problem? Is it?"

"Not that I can't deal with." I answered quickly, not wanting her to decide hiring me was a mistake.

"Ok. That's good to hear." She said as she slowed the car and turned into the parking lot of a small brick building. "Well, here we are!" She added as she wheeled into a parking spot and turned the ignition off.

I climbed out of the low slung car and walked around to where Amanda was opening the door after dropping her keys into the small clutch she carried. I held my hand out for her and tried not to stare at her crotch as the extremely short tight material slid up her thighs as she swiveled, exposing a tiny triangle of white covering her mound and pussy. The material drew tight across her pussy, caving in slightly along the vertical gap of her lips as she slid her butt across the seat, pulling on my hand to help lift herself up out of the car. She stood straight and quickly ran her hands down the material of her dress, smoothing it back down and once again covering the white panties and her mostly bare ass.

"Thank you!" She answered politely as she turned to walk around the back of the car and head toward the front door of the building, her hips and ass swaying tantalizingly as she walked in the four inch heels.

I sighed deeply as I closed the car door and then followed along, quickly catching up to her. I felt her slide a hand around my arm, hooking my arm with hers as we strolled slowly along the sidewalk leading to the front door.

"This is nice. I'm not used to gentlemen escorting me places." She said quietly. "I could certainly get used to this."

"If the guys you're dating don't, then you're dating the wrong guys." I said with a little shrug.

"Hmmmm that's an interesting statement." She said with a grin as I reached for the door and pulled it open, holding it while she stepped through in front of me. She obviously knew the maître-d, who greeted her by first name and quickly led us on a winding path through the small candle lit tables to one situated back near a corner. "Thank you James." She said politely as he held the chair out for her to sit in. I waited until she was seated and then pulled my own chair and sat down across the small round table from her.

"I guess you come here a lot?" 

"Enough." She said with a smile, picking up the leather bound menu that was set before her by a young lady.

"May I get you something to drink?" She asked politely.

"Chris, do you drink wine?" Amanda asked.

"I do on occasion." I replied.

"Good. How about a bottle of Montepulciano d'Abruzzo?" Amanda asked the young lady, who quickly retreated.

"So. What would you like to eat?" Amanda asked, throwing my mind immediately to the image of her white panty covered crotch. The thoughts running through my head must have been telegraphed to my face as she added, "for dinner I mean," her lips turned up in an impish little grin.

"I...Um...I wasn't..." I said before closing my mouth sitting, my cheeks red with embarrassment as she laughed softly. 

"It's alright. I find it quite flattering when a handsome gentleman thinks wicked thoughts about my body." She said softly. 

As I sat there trying to look at the menu, I couldn't help but notice that two very prominent bumps seemed to be growing on the front of her dress as she sat looking at the menu, her lips turned up in a wicked little smile.

"Here we go." The waitress said, stepping back to the table with two crystal wine glasses and a bottle of wine wrapped in a towel. She set the glasses down, and then held the label of the bottle out to Amanda to look at. After getting Amanda's nod of ascent she pulled out a corkscrew and expertly extracted the cork from the bottle. "So, what can I get you to eat this evening?" She asked sweetly after pouring both our glasses of wine.

"I think I'll have the Parmesan Eggplant and the house salad." Amanda told her, closing the menu. 

"Excellent choice. What kind of dressing would you like?"

"Just some oil and balsamic." Amanda replied.

"Very good. And for you sir?" She asked.

"I'll have the Toasted Ravioli." I said putting my menu down.

"Very well. Would you like that with meat or cheese?"

"Meat!" I answered with a surprised squeak at the feeling of a foot sliding between my thighs and pressing against my cock. "Sorry. Meat please." I answered, after gathering my composure for a few micro seconds.

"Yes sir. What kind of salad?"

"House salad will be fine." I answered, trying to ignore the foot gently rubbing back and forth between my legs.

"And for dressing?"

"Ranch please." I said trying not to let on what was happening under the table.

"Very well. I'll be back in a few moments with some fresh bread and your salads!" She said brightly, giving Amanda a little sideways glance as she leaned over to pick up my menu.

"Amanda!" I whispered, my cheeks burning red with embarrassment as I reached under the tablecloth and found her bare foot in my lap and tried, unsuccessfully, to gently move it.

"Now why do you want to move my foot?" She asked softly. "Don't you enjoy a little attention? I noticed that you were enjoying looking at me, I just thought I might see how nice you thought the view was."

"Here we go!" The waitress said as she stepped to the table with our two salads balanced on one arm and a plate of fresh bread on the other. She set them down on the table before us before asking. "Anything else I can get the two of you?"

I let my eyes flick up to her face briefly and noticed her trying to hide a smile by biting her lip.

"No. For the moment I think I'm good." Amanda answered with a wide smile.

"Very well. Enjoy!" The waitress said.

"I am." Amanda replied as the waitress turned to leave.

I tried to concentrate on my salad while Amanda ate hers, looking completely innocent yet almost continually rubbing her foot back and forth against my rock hard cock. I finally gave up fighting her and let her have her way with her foot while we finished our salads.

"I'll be right back. I need to use the powder room." Amanda said, pulling her foot from my lap before getting up. I watched her smooth her dress and then pick up her clutch and head to the ladies room.

"Ohhh." I said with a sigh after she had gone. This was not at all what I expected from her when she suggested we get to know each other better. 

"Here we are." The waitress said, arriving with our plates of food. "Is your wife going to be right back? I can hold it in the kitchen to keep it hot if you prefer."

"Oh. She's not my wife, but I think she'll be right back. I think it's safe to leave it." I answered.

"Oh! Well, I'll be happy to leave it then." She said setting the plates down and giving me a bright smile. "Enjoy!"

"Thank you." I replied as she turned to walk away.

I waited a few more minutes before Amanda returned and sat back down across from me. "Oh. Good. Our food is here." She said with a huge smile. 

We had eaten several bites before she spoke again. "So Chris, what's your favorite part so far?" 

I almost choked. "Huh?"

"What's your favorite part of the job so far?" She asked.

"Oh. Um. My favorite part is designing some of the interface programs that will be part of the order tracking system." I answered her.

"Really? I would have thought it was keeping track of the security cameras." She said with a wink. "You do review that periodically, don't you?"

"Um." I stammered. "Well, actually, I hadn't been. I kind of felt like it would be like spying on the ladies."

"Oh not at all. You need to check that the cameras are all working properly and that they are recording. I certainly don't expect you to watch for them doing things wrong or anything. We do have security for that. No, just periodically check that they are all working and the recordings are ok. If you happen to see something....risqué, well that's just a perk of the job I guess."

"Does that include the one in your office?"

"Especially my office. I would hate to have someone get into my office and then find out the cameras weren't working properly."

"You do know that they point at your private bathroom and shower in addition to your desk?"

"Yes, I believe they do." She said with a little grin. "I'm not bashful, are you?"

"A bit more than you are I guess." I answered after another bite of food.

"Just how bashful?" She asked, leaning down and coming back up with her napkin. A few moments later I felt her foot once again in my lap. "Why don't you see what I have for you down there?"

I reached a hand down to find her foot, a string wrapped between her toes. I pulled the string up where I could see it and found a pair of very skimpy white string bikini panties. I looked up at her and the little grin on her face and then back down to the obviously wet spot on the crotch of the material.

"So you're wearing...?"

"Nothing!" She whispered with a grin. 

"Aren't you worried about leaving a wet spot on your dress?"

"Oh, not at all. I have it hiked up so my bare bottom is on the chair." She answered with a wink.

I choked again at her words, wondering how much anyone else could see if they looked over at her. Not much, I decided, due to the dim atmosphere. 

We ate in silence for several minutes, the little waitress coming over to check on our progress just as we were finishing out main course. 

"Anything else I can get for you? Maybe some desert?" She asked pleasantly.

"Mmmmmm I am hungry for desert, but I don't think what I want is on your menu." Amanda answered, with a little smirk.

The waitress looked down at Amanda and over at me and smiled back. "Let me get you the check." She finally said, obviously trying to hide her smile as she scurried off.

It only took a few minutes for Amanda to pay for our food and then indicate she was ready to leave. I got up and walked around the table to pull the chair out for her, allowing her to stand up. Just as she had indicated, the bottom of her dress was pulled up almost half way up her round butt, which also caused the front to creep up and expose her pussy. 

She picked up the partial bottle of wine and her clutch and stood there. "My hands are full, would you be a dear and fix my skirt?"

"What?" I squeaked.

"Just pull it down. I'm sure you won't mind and I promise I won't accuse you of trying to feel me up no matter where your hands might accidently slip to."

"Good lord." I said, looking around to see who might be watching as I slid my hand down over her butt to smooth the dress down over her round bottom. 

"Mmmmm . Nice hands." She whispered as I stroked the dress down a second time, trying to stretch the material down enough to at least cover her pussy. "That should do it." She said as she started to walk away, the dress just barely below the curve of her butt. I had no doubt that if any of the men sitting at the tables we wound through looked, they would be able to see her bare pussy under the front of the white dress.

I followed her out of the restaurant and down the sidewalk to her car; standing behind her between her car and the one parked next to her while she bent over the side to put the wine bottle on the floor behind the driver's seat. As she bent the dress pulled up even farther until it slipped up over her ass. Her entire ass was exposed and her meaty outer pussy lips pushed out between her legs, the slit up between them glistening with her wetness.

"Like anything you see?" She asked, looking over her shoulder at me.

"I'd be lying if I said I didn't like what I see." I answered, my cock straining to get out of my pants.

She pushed herself up and turned to face me, her hands reaching down for the front of my pants. She quickly undid the zipper and the snap of my pants, leaving my belt buckled. She expertly spread the front of my pants as far as she could and fished my cock out, pushing the waistband of my boxers down until she had my whole cock and balls exposed. "Mmmmmmm. Now this is a nice cock. Celia said it was fat and long, she wasn't exaggerating."

"You want to stand here in the parking lot and do this?"

"Honey, with a cock like this I'd stand here and do just about anything. Don't you want to stuff it inside my wet pussy?" She asked quietly.

"Hell yes." I grunted as she slowly stroked both hands up and down my shaft.

"Good. Come over here." She said softly, stepping between me and the side of her car. She hiked her butt up on the rear fender and then lifted her bare feet, placing them on the car next to hers. With her legs spread and propped up she drew me closer to her, aiming my engorged head at her wet pussy. "Come on. Slide it in darling. I want to feel how big it is inside me."

"Right here? In the parking lot?" I asked incredulously.

"Uh huh. I don't want to wait. Besides, being a bit daring is a huge turn on." She cooed, rubbing my head up and down between her lips, spreading her slick wet juices over my head. "You can say no if you want, but would you fuck me please!"

I was inclined to say no, having never even thought of having sex in public. Earlier in the day in front of two other women was already far more public than I was used to; but in a parking lot where anyone might see us and we were probably already on some kind of security camera? Not to mention that we could get arrested for public indecency. No, this was just a bad idea, and I was about to say so when my other head made up its own mind as her clit stroked across the sensitive spot underneath, then nestled into the opening of her tunnel. Reflexively my hips bucked toward her, driving my cock suddenly inside of her, sinking in several inches before the dry part of my shaft grabbed at her lips and stopped my motion,

"Ohhhhhh Fuck yes! I knew you would feel huge inside me." She moaned loudly as I pulled back slightly, and then stroked in again, working another of my nine inches into her. She reached out for one of my hands with one of hers, the other pressed to the trunk of the car to hold herself up, and pulled my hand to her large chest. "Don't forget about these, they love to be played with too." She said huskily.

The silky softness of her wet pussy caressing my mushroom head, as I slowly stroked in and out of her, was quickly driving any inhibitions from me. I stared at her tits as I hooked a finger into the top of her dress, right into the gap between her round breasts and slowly tugged the material down, freeing her almost perfect breasts to my view. They were much more than I could cover with my hand, even though I quickly moved one hand to each soft round orb to cup them; and they were tanned light brown, like the rest of her body, without a tan line or blemish. Her nipples were bright pink, each one centered in the middle of an areola the size of half a dollar, puckered and as bright pink as her rock hard nipples. 




A Techies Wonderland Ch. 02



My hips continued to piston my cock in and out of her soft pussy, encouraged by her soft moans and sighs of pleasure while my hands cupped and squeezed her big tits, her nipples sticking between my fingers so I could squeeze and pull them periodically.

"Ohhhh fuck you know how to pleasure a woman." She moaned loudly, lifting her legs even higher in the air, her dress bunched around her waist so she was sitting on the car almost nude.

"Well, you feel pretty fucking spectacular too." I grunted as I continued to drive into her, my motions growing more urgent as I felt my own orgasm starting to build. "You did a lot of teasing in there; I hope you're ready for what that causes."

"I've been ready since I saw Celia riding you in the dress room! I just had no idea that tonight would be the night I got to try it for myself!" She answered; her voice up at least two octaves as she gasped for breath between words. "God damn you feel good. I'm going to come any second!"

"Hadn't planned on fucking my boss." I grunted as I pounded my hips rhythmically into her soft ass, each impact making an audible slap that bounced her tits under my hands and smashed my head into the end of her velvety soft tunnel.

"I hope you're enjoying it as much as I am!" She squealed as her whole body trembled and shuddered, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath.

"Oh fuck yes!" I moaned, her clenching pussy muscles rippling along the length of my cock, trying to pull me into her deeper as if it wanted to devour my whole shaft. My strokes became slightly more erratic as my orgasm inched toward the point of no return, the sensations of her pussy trying to draw me in and tightening around my shaft were almost more than I could resist.

"Shit. I'm gonna cum!" I told her through gritted teeth.

"God yes. DO IT!" She cried loudly. 

My body bucked, slamming my cock into her so hard and deep that I scooted her ass a few inches on the trunk of the car; my cock spewing the first surge of hot cum deep into her pussy. I momentarily lost control of my body, its spasmodic jerks driving my shaft into her time and again; her own body responding with its own jerks and spasms as her orgasm was pushed to new heights by the feeling of my juices surging into her. Time and again my body drove into her, adding to the copious amount of cum I had already deposited until finally those spasms fell to an occasional twitch, leaving me standing there embedded in her and gasping for breath as her chest heaved under my hands in her own search for air. 

"Oh fuck, did I cum." She panted as she lowered herself down until she was lying on the car, my hands no longer able to reach her tits, sliding down to her stomach as she lay there. I felt her legs wrap around my waist and capture me against her as I started to pull away. "Not just yet." She whispered.

"Ok. Well, we might want to find someplace more private next time; we're starting to draw a crowd." I told her as a young couple stood behind the car next to us and stared at the spectacle we had become.

"OHHHH SHIT!" She squealed, pushing me back and forcing my softening cock from her pussy. She hurriedly pulled her dress up over her tits as she tried to stick her feet back into her high heels. "Get in!" She squealed urgently as she pushed me back so she could open the car door. 

I was only half way around the car, my cock hanging out and wagging as I did so, when I heard the car starting. I opened the door and dropped into the seat, the car backing up as soon as I had the door closed.

I watched the faces of the couple staring at us; the guy's face in a huge smile and his hand on a large bulge in his pants and on his female companions face a look of shock, but her hard nipples poking out the lightweight summer dress she wore telling a different story. As Amanda sped out of the parking lot I wondered if that couple would later do what we had just done.

We fortunately hit all green lights and were driving down onto the interstate only minutes after leaving the restaurant. "You know. I wondered which one of us would do the asking. I always knew that we would end up having sex; you were just too damn sexy for me to not want. I just didn't expect it to be in a parking lot." She said over the wind, reaching for my hand and pulling it over to her still naked lap. Did you know that I've been undressing and playing in my office hoping you'd see me on the camera and come proposition me?"

"I saw you strip that first day, but I haven't been watching your office. I figured you deserved some privacy.

"Silly man! There was something about you that first day. The way you carried yourself, your confidence, the size of the bulge in your pants. Hell I knew you'd feel fantastic inside me, I just hoped you'd be as good a fuck as your cock looked like it would."

"And?"

"Oh yeah. I'm very glad that my date canceled. This was SO much better!" She said as she reached into my lap and found my still exposed cock. Her hand slowly stroked my softened tool, inching it back toward hardness. "You know. Just because we already fucked doesn't mean the night has to be over. Would you mind joining me for a shower and a little more play?" She asked with a wide smile on her face.

"Why not? After all, you are the boss."

"Not tonight sweetie, not tonight!" She answered with a grin.

It only took a few minutes to run down the interstate and make the few turns off the highway to get back to the office. She finally let go of my once again hard cock long enough to put the car in park. 

"I guess I better put this away." I said, pulling my own hand from her lap, where I had been playing teasingly with her pussy as she drove.

"No. Don't do that." She said with a smile.

"What, you want me to walk in with my cock hanging out?" I asked in surprise.

"Sure, why not? It's a sexy cock." Amanda said, leaning over toward me and giving me a little kiss on the cheek. 

"Fine. I will if you will." I answered.

"Ahhhh, you like to play games, do you? All right." She said with a crooked grin. She reached down and wiggled the bottom of her dress the rest of the way out from under her butt and then leaned forward while she pulled the dress up her body, sliding it over her head, leaving her completely nude in the front seat. "Your turn."

"Geez." I muttered as I stared pulling off my polo shirt. "How did I get myself into this?"

"You wanted to play games sweetie." She answered with a little grin. "Now do you need help getting out of all those clothes?"

"No, I think I can do it myself." I answered as I tossed the shirt onto the floor of the car. I bent over and untied my shoes, pushing them off my feet and then tugging off my socks. With a roll of my eyes I undid my belt, the only thing still holding my pants on, and then pushed my pants down, pressing my back against the back rest to lift myself off the bucket seat and work my pants down over my ass. I pushed them down and wiggled my feet until I was as naked as Amanda.

"Mmmmmmm, nice looking body!" Amanda said quietly a she opened her car door. "Now, how about joining me for a shower?"

I sighed deeply, not sure if I was really up to walking into the building naked.

"Come on. This was your idea after all."

"I wouldn't quite say that." I retorted.

"I would. Come on!" She coaxed.

"Fine." I said, getting out of the car and closing the door behind me.

"Oh that will simply never do!" Amanda said as she came around the car.

"What?"

"That!" She said pointing at my flagging cock. She stepped over and then squatted down in front of me, wrapping a hand around my cock and leaning her face toward me. 

"Oh damn." I groaned as she wrapped her mouth around my head and fed as much of my semi-hard cock into her mouth as she could. I felt her tongue teasing me a she sucked on my cock, making it slowly grow and fatten in her mouth. I stood there in the parking lot, completely naked, Amanda squatting in front of me sucking my cock, and I was getting a hard on. Who would have guessed?

"That's much better." She cooed after pulling her mouth from my now hard cock, only a comparatively small portion still fitting into her mouth. She stood up and took my hand, leading me toward the door. As she opened the door I realized that the one thing I hadn't counted on was that I would be walking right past Jennifer on the way in. 

"Good evening, Amanda." Jennifer greeted as we walked in, reacting as if Amanda coming in naked was an every day event. Her eyes betrayed her however when she looked at my cock wagging back and forth with each step I took, her gaze never leaving my shifting shaft. She swiveled her chair to stare at us as we walked by the reception desk, following us until we disappeared into Amanda's office.

Amanda led me across her office and around her desk, drawing me along by the hand right through her private bathroom and into the glass tile cubicle that was her shower. "I Hope you don't mind smelling like my soap." She said quietly as she hit the digital control to turn on the water. The shower cascaded down on us from multiple heads above us, raining down almost instantly warm water. She stepped toward me and wrapped her arms around me, pulling my neck down toward her as she tilted her face up. The water cascaded over the both of us, running down our faces and hair as she softly pressed her lips against mine. 

Her soft lips teased and sucked on mine in one of the most sensuous kisses I had ever experienced. Her tongue teased into my mouth and gently played hide and seek with mine while her hands slowly stroked around my body; my own hands sliding down her back and cupping her firm round ass. We stood under the cascade of warm water for long minutes before she broke the kiss and stepped back. 

"Wow." I muttered as she turned her back to reach for the soap and a large squishy sponge. I stepped up against her back and wrapped my arms around her, gently cupping and squeezing both her soft boobs. 

"Mmmmmmm, you can keep doing that." She cooed, wiggling her ass slightly against my hard cock. 

"So can you." I whispered into her ear, closing my fingers around her nipples and gently tugging and twisting them. 

She squeezed some soap on the sponge and slowly began rubbing my arms with it. "You wanna wash me?" She asked, softly, holding the sponge out for me.

"My pleasure." I answered, taking the sponge in one hand but keeping her pulled tight to me. I slowly soaped her chest and stomach, slowly working my way down until she lifted a leg up so I could slide the slippery sponge between her legs and across her pussy. Once I had finished there she put her leg down and spun in my arms so I could wash her back and cute ass.

"Your turn." I said, holding the sponge out to her as I let go of her and stepped back. 

"Oh good." She said, slowly washing my chest and working the sponge lower and lower until she was sliding it around my cock and between my legs. She stepped closer to me and reached around me with her sponge hand while her free hand reached between us and pushed my cock downward. She stepped her hips closer to me and closed her legs around my cock. "Mmmmmm much better." She cooed as she wiggled herself on my shaft, her hands reaching around me to soap my back and butt. 

"You like that, huh?" I asked as I bucked my hips a little, sliding my cock along her lips.

"Uh huh." She moaned softly. "Very much. You're already making me tingle all over. I can't believe how turned on I am."

"Well, let's go do something about that then." I said, reaching around behind me and taking the sponge from her. I let the sponge fall to the floor. Cupping her ass with my hands I lifted her up, her legs coming around me with her arms to hold herself against me as I turned us slowly around under the water. With both of us rinsed, I carried her out of the shower, her legs and arms still clutching me tightly, and carried her all the way to the leather sofa, leaving a trail of wet prints and water drops. 

With a grin I gently leaned forward, using an arm against the back of the sofa for support. I continued to lower her until her butt touched the sofa and she unlatched her arms and legs from me. I leaned my head down and gently kissed her soft lips, sucking them and playing with them in the best imitation I could of what she had done earlier. 

After several long minutes of kissing this way, I moved my lips along her cheek and jaw, kissing to her neck and gently flicking her earlobe with my tongue. I blew into her ear softly, making her giggle like a little girl and scrunch her body up defensively. She relaxed slowly as I kissed down her neck to her chest, slowly working my way to her large round breasts. With kiss after kiss I worked from one soft breast and hard nipple to the other, kissing and licking each nipple before sucking it into my mouth. Each time I drew her nipple in I swirled my tongue around and around it, teasing her puckered areola and flicking her hard nub with the tip of my tongue.

I lost track of how long I worked her breasts and nipples, her hands gently stroking my short wet hair. Slowly I started kissing my way down her body again; trailing kisses down into the valley between her fabulously sexy breasts and then down her firm smooth stomach. I continued to kiss down her smooth shaved mound, pushing her legs apart as I slowly kissed her thighs, planting one soft kiss on one thigh and then switching to the other. 

"Oh God, stop teasing." Amanda moaned as I kissed closer and closer to her lips without touching them with my lips.

"You want more?" I asked teasingly before pursing my lips and blowing gently across her wet pussy.

"OH God, yes. Please!" She begged.

Ever so gently I drew my tongue along her fat outer lips, just teasing the tip ever so slightly into the gap between them. I licked up her pussy again, gently pressing my tongue slightly harder into her, tasting her sweet juices. 

I used my thumbs to gently spread her fat lips apart, exposing her soft flowery inner lips, and her engorged protruding clit. I pressed my tongue deeply between her lips and drew it up along them pressing it against her pubic bone and finally bouncing across her clit.

"OHHHH!" She squealed in pleasure and surprise when she felt my tongue flick across her clit. I smiled to myself and repeated the trip, slowly stroking up until I could bounce my tongue across her clit. This time I focused on her clit even more, running my tongue around and around it for several seconds, making her squirm and moan before sucking the hard nub into my mouth and squeezing it with my lips.

"Oh shit!" She cried, trying to grab at my short hair to pull me back to her as I pulled my head down to stroke her again.

With a grin I moved one hand from her lips and rolled it so my middle finger slipped between her fat lips and the tip pressed deep into her tunnel opening. I gently licked up between her lips as I pushed my finger into her like a small cock, slowly sliding it along but curling it upward to follow the inside curve of her pubic bone. By the time my tongue had reached her clit and was slowly swirling around it, my finger had penetrated as far as it could, the tip of my finger drawing similar circles on the upper wall of her velvety wet tunnel.

"AHHHHH GOD DAMN!" She squealed as my attentions sent little sparks racing through her whole body causing it to jump and convulse suddenly. I kept the pressure of my attention to both her clit and her sweet tunnel going for long minutes, the irregular jerks coalescing into a rapid rocking of her hips making it difficult to maintain my contact with her clit. Her fingers tried in vain to grab my short hair and pull me tighter to her pussy as she tried to grind her sopping lips into my face.

"OH SHIT!" She screamed over and over again as I relentlessly sucked her clit and flicked it with my tongue, my finger dancing around and around the top of her tunnel. I lost track of how long I had been licking her pussy, but my tongue was getting tired and I knew that I couldn't keep up the attentions much longer. I sucked her clit into my mouth as far as I could, pressing it tightly between my lips and then rubbing them back and forth, pinching and rolling her excited clit between them. 

"OH FUCK!" She screamed suddenly at the change in attentions. Her whole body suddenly went rigid and I could feel a wet gush of her juices jet out of her and down my chin and neck as her climax overpowered her whole body. She gasped for air as her body jerked and twitched in the grasp of her extremely powerful orgasm.

It was nearly a full minute before her body began to relax. I relaxed my attentions to her pussy with her, releasing her clit and ever so gently stroking it with the flat of my tongue several times before pulling my face and finger from her pussy.

"Oh my God." She panted, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. "That was fucking fantastic!"

"Glad you enjoyed it."

"That is an understatement!" She said as she struggled to sit up. I reached out and held her hand, which she used to pull herself up from the reclining position she had been in, her ass hanging off the edge of the overstuffed leather sofa. "When you play you really play, don't you?"

"I've always believed that if you're going to do something it's worth doing it well." I answered with a chuckle, using my hand to wipe her juices from my face.

"Well, you sure as hell did that. Let's see if I can return the favor." She said, pushing me back on my heels until I had to sit down and then lay back on the soft office carpeting. She slid to her knees next to me and reached out for my rock hard cock, wrapping both hands around it as far as they could go. "Goodness this is big when you get excited, isn't it?" She asked softly, her hands twisting slowly around my fat shaft, her fingers and thumb not quite meeting around my girth and nearly two inches still sticking up out of her clenched hands.

"I don't think I can get all of this in at once, but let's see what I can do." She said with a grin, her eyes looking up at me for a reaction as she lowered her mouth down around my head.

"Ohhhh." I groaned as my engorged head was engulfed by her hot, wet mouth. She swiped her tongue back and forth across the underside of my head as she held me in her mouth, her head slowly lifting and dropping only a few inches, her hands following her lips as they gently stroked up and down while continuing the twisting motion.

"Oh that's good." I moaned in appreciation at her efforts. She made a little noise that I assumed was an answer, but did more to vibrate my cock than anything else. Her tongue went still as she pushed her face slowly down, more and more of my cock disappearing into her mouth as my mushroom head pressed against the back of her throat and then slid deeper down it. She could only hold me there a moment before pulling her head back up, gasping for breath. 

"Damn that's big." She said before lowering her head down my shaft again. I groaned softly as she repeated her attentions, her head bobbing in time with her hand strokes and her tongue swirling around and under my head. I closed my eyes and allowed the sensations to flow over me as she worked my cock; my whole shaft slickened by her saliva.

"I get the feeling you're a tit man." She said quietly, after pulling her face from my cock.

"Uh huh." I answered in a soft groan as she stroked her hands up the length of my cock and cupped one over my head. 

"Ok. Then I bet you'll love this." She said as she released my cock. She slowly crawled across me and then up my body until her tits hung in front of my face like to huge sexy udders. I reached up and grabbed both soft mounds of flesh and guided one to my lips to lick and suck her hard protruding nipple. "Oh yeah. I thought so." She half moaned at the feeling of her tit being sucked deeply into my mouth. 




A Techies Wonderland Ch. 02



I could feel her hand close around my cock and then the hot wetness as she rubbed it up and down her pussy, pressing it between her fat lips. She worked me into the opening and then slowly pressed herself back, pushing her tunnel over my bulbous head and then down the length of my shaft.

"Mmmmm I'm not sure who is going to enjoy this more, you or me." She moaned as she began to slowly stroke up and down my shaft, her knees lifting her body up as she rocked herself so her chest was always within reach of my hands and lips. I could feel her velvety soft tunnel, sopping with her own juices, caressing my rock hard shaft with each long slow stroke. Up and down she went for....I don't know how long. I sucked and played with both nipples in turn, enjoying the sensations of her pussy while teasing and playing with her incredibly sexy tits. 

I realized almost suddenly and surprisingly that my already well used cock was on its way to another climax. "I'm going to cum again." I groaned around her left tit, feeling the unstoppable urge growing between my legs.

"Yessss." She hissed softly, her strokes continuing as she rocked back and forth on my cock.

"OHHHHHH FUCK! HERE IT COMES!" I practically shouted as my body involuntarily stiffened, my back arching to push up into her before suddenly jerking spasmodically, releasing a huge gush of hot cum into her pussy. Time and again my body bucked under her, my hands squeezing her tits and my cock pushing more cum into her already full pussy. It was only as my own orgasm began to ease that I realized she was in the midst of another climax herself, her whole body rigid and trembling above me.

"Oh sweet Mary." She mumbled as she lowered herself down on top of me, her soft tits pressing into my heaving chest as we both gasped for breath. I felt her weight press down on me as she let herself go, her body sinking against mine and trying to mold to my own curves. It was long minutes before my softening cock slipped from her pussy, releasing a flood of cum that leaked out and drooled down my cock onto the carpeting. 

"Sleep with me." She whispered softly into my ear, her voice not a command, but more of a hopeful plea.

"Ok." I answered back. 

She slowly pushed herself up and off of me, moving around the office and turning off lights before bringing a blanket from the drawer of a hutch behind her desk back to the sofa. She laid the blanket out on the leather sofa and then held a hand out for me. I climbed from the floor and let her pull me to the sofa, sitting me down and then laying back so I was on my side, my back against the back of the sofa. She slipped onto the sofa gracefully, her front facing mine, her soft tits pressed to my chest as she intentionally tangled her legs in mine. The overstuffed sofa was just long enough for me to lie on, using the one arm as a pillow and the width seemed just deep enough for the two of us to keep from falling off. She pulled the blanket down from the back and over the two of us before reaching over her head to click the last light off on the little end table by the sofa.

I felt her softly press her lips to mine in a tender kiss, her hot breath mingling with mine for long seconds before she whispered. "Thank you." 



A Techies Wonderland Ch. 03



Techie 3: Morning After a date with the boss

I couldn't believe how well I had slept curled up with Amanda. At some point in the night she had rolled over to snuggle her back against me, one of my arms curled under her head for a pillow and the other wrapped around her body, my hand cupping her left breast. Her soft body pressing against mine and her tender round breast moving gently with her breathing as she slept soon had my body responding and my cock hardening. 

I could feel my shaft lengthening and growing down the backs of her legs, trying to poke between them with each passing minute. It had been a very long time since I had the pleasure of waking up with a woman in my arms but my body didn't seem to have forgotten what that means. Almost involuntarily my hips pushed against her smooth round ass, trying to work my cock between her legs, almost as if my body had its own designs on where to work my engorged head.

"Mmmmmmmm." She moaned softly, lifting one leg slightly and sliding her hand between her thighs. I could feel her palm cup my head and slide it gently up against her pussy, pulling it against her wet lips while her hips rocked ever so slightly.

"Oh damn." I groaned as her pussy and hand worked on my head. I could feel the wetness of her pussy as she pulled my head harder against her, allowing it to slip between her lips. My own hips slid back dragging my head back between her lips, squeezed tight by her soft thighs. With a quiet sigh of pleasure I pushed forward, shoving my head along the length of her pussy and across her hard little clit.

"Ohhhhhhhhh Yessssssss." She whispered as I drew back again, dragging my shaft along her clit while her hand cupped the bottom of my head and helped press the two harder together.

Again and again I slowly fucked my cock in the soft confines she had created, each stroke pressing my head into her palm as she pulled me up tight against her clit. Her own hips gently rolled and rocked in time with my strokes, helping to stroke her clit along the top of my shaft and over my engorged head.

"Ohhhhhhh. Almost." She moaned softly as her finger stroked across her clit when my cock drew back.

"Here, let me." I whispered, sliding my hand down to push hers away from where her pussy and my cock were pressed together. I pulled my hips back and pressed my fingers between her legs, pushing my head deep between her lips. I pushed back toward her, my head engaging into the opening of her tunnel and then slipping inside her velvety cave of pleasure. I felt my head slide slowly into her, a low groan coming from her lips as I sunk deeper. 

"Oh my god yesssssss." She whispered as my finger began to circle her hard clit, my hips gently rocking my cock in and out of her tunnel a few inches. I continued to push in and out of her while my finger kept constant pressure on her hard clit, her legs trembling and her breathing becoming more ragged by the second. "Ohhhhhh...Here it comes!" She moaned loudly just before her whole body stiffened, a slight tremor running through her. I could feel her pussy clenching and squeezing me as little twitches and jerks began to shake her. My finger continued to stroke her clit as the twitches became large whole body spasms, each one accompanied by another gush of her hot juices. Her body suddenly became still in my arms, her muscles rigid as she let out a long slow grown. As quickly as she stiffened, she relaxed in my arms, a long slow sigh coming from her.

"Feel good?" I whispered into her ear.

"Oh yeah. God, I haven't had a wakeup call like that in years." She whispered back, one hand gently stroking my thigh and the other clutching my left hand. 

"Glad you enjoyed it." I whispered back.

"Feels like you still have a little bit to go. How about letting me give you a good finish?" She asked, reaching for my hand and pulling it from between her legs. She rolled herself off the sofa, pulling herself off my still rigid cock. She turned to face me, her soft full tits bouncing tantalizingly, her nipples still puffed out and as rigid as my cock. I took the hands she held out and allowed her to pull me into a sitting position, pushing me back so I was reclining with my legs over the edge. She turned herself around and backed up over my legs, bending at the waist to reach between her legs for my cock. She aimed my cock at her pussy and then lowered herself down over my shaft, driving herself fully down on me until my head pushed against the end of her tunnel.

Using my knees for her hands, she began to rock her hips up and down, driving herself up and down my shaft. 

"OH shit!" I grunted, letting my hands ride up and down on her ass. "You feel sooooo fucking fantastic!"

"Glad you like it!" She panted as she pistoned her ass up and down in front of me.

I looked across the room at the mirrors over the long counter top and saw our reflection, Amanda's body bouncing up and down and her tits swinging around wildly as she pumped herself up and down my cock. What I didn't expect to see in the mirror was Celia standing just inside the office door, her panties around her knees, her skirt around her ankles. One hand was working feverishly between her legs and the other was up under her blouse busily squeezing and pulling on one of her nipples.

"I think we have company." I grunted to Amanda.

"Who?" Amanda asked, looking around suddenly and seeing Celia. To my complete shock, Amanda settled fully down on my shaft and then leaned back, her chest pressing against my chest, which exposed her fully nude body, including where my hard cock entered her sopping wet pussy, to the reflected view of Celia. Reaching for my hands down on her hips, Amanda pulled both of my hands up her body until they pressed against her soft breasts, cupping and supporting them. She leaned her head back onto my shoulder and turned her face until she could gently kiss my cheek. "Chris, would you like to watch Celia play with herself?" She whispered softly in my ear.

"Huh?" I asked in shock, my voice a little louder than I had intended.

"Watch her play with her pussy and soft tits, her fingers pushing into her pussy while you fuck me with your hard fat cock?" She asked brushing her lips sexily against my cheek and using her hands to make my hands squeeze her tits.

"Hell. Sure." I answered, watching Celia in the mirror as she stepped out of the skirt and then wiggled the panties the rest of the way down her legs. 

"Good." Amanda whispered huskily. "Celia and I have played with each other before, her soft tongue licking my hot wet pussy. Does the thought of her kneeling naked in front of my desk chair, licking my pussy make you hot? The thought of her face covered with my cum as I lean back in my chair with my feet up on the desk, completely naked! I can feel it does. I can feel your hips pushing up into me trying to push deeper into me as your cock gets even fatter. She loves to lick my pussy you know."

"Ohhhh." I groaned softly at the mental image that jumped to my mind. "You two really do that?"

I felt one of Amanda's hands leave mine and saw her motion to Celia. "Oh yessss." Amanda hissed seductively in my ear. "I love to have her eat me, but I've never had a man fuck me while we watch her pleasure herself. Do you want to see her cum?"

I watched in the mirror as Celia tried to kick off her panties, clumsily stepping out of them before walking toward us. She unbuttoned her blouse as she walked ever so slowly toward us, lifted it up and over her head and then reached behind her, undoing her bra and letting it fall to the ground in front of us so she was naked except for her heels. In some ways this was the first time I really had a chance to take in her whole body. Her tits, which I had seen before, stood proudly, drooping just slightly, which caused her rock hard nipples and puffed out areola to point slightly upward as they wiggled with any slight motion she made. Her body wasn't thin, but certainly not fat either. Her hips and waist looked about the same size around, and as she stood there her thighs made a slight gap that allowed her protruding pussy lips to be visible. The look on her face was much different than the one I had seen in the dress room. She looked positively apprehensive, as if she were ready to back away, but not moving a muscle to do so.

"Celia, show Chris how you can make yourself cum. We want to see you cum hard for us baby." Amanda said in a surprisingly stern voice.

Without a word Celia spread her feet apart and focused her eyes on where my cock disappeared into Amanda. One of her hands slipped between her legs to continue the stimulation that she had been giving when she stood just inside the door. The other hand reached up and pulled on one of her rock hard nipples.

"Fuck meeeeee." Amanda breathed softly in my ear, lifting her feet up and hooking her bare heels on the sofa. She began to lift and lower her ass in time with the strokes I was trying to make into her, but hers were much more effective than my own with her weight resting on my chest.

"Come closer!" Amanda demanded of Celia, who complied by stepping closer until her legs were actually straddling mine.

"Ohhhhhh shit." Celia moaned loudly, watching Amanda and I fucking right in front of her, her finger flying frantically across her clit as she pulled first one nipple and then the other. "I'mmmm cummmmiiiinnnggg!" She squealed loudly as her legs trembled and she sprayed her wet juices over Amanda and me.

"OH FUCK!" I grunted as the sight of her cumming pushed me over the top. My body bucked, lifting Amanda and driving my cock fully into her wet pussy as it unloaded the first surge of hot cum into her. Time and again my body bucked, filling Amanda's pussy until it began to ooze out around my now softening shaft.

"Mmmmmm that felt so good." Amanda whispered in my ear. "Would you like to see Celia lick your hot cum from my pussy? Do you think that would turn you on again and make that fantastic cock hard again?"

Without waiting for me to reply she tipped her head up and looked at Celia. "Lick me. I want you to lick all his cum from my pussy and make me cum." She said in a voice that was surprisingly demanding. Personally, I wouldn't be too happy if I was Celia, but to my surprise she knelt down and eagerly began to lick around my shaft as I softened, concentrating on Amanda's clit.

"Play with my tits please." She whispered to me softly, almost invitingly. "I want you to pinch and play with my nipples."

I began to squeeze and play with her nipples, pulling and stretching them as I twisted them like little knobs, my attentions and Celia's attentions bringing long soft moans from Amanda. I could feel my cock slip from her pussy, unleashing a flood of my cum which Celia licked and sucked from Amanda's gaping pussy. 

"Ohhhhh yessssss. Almost there! Talk dirty to me Chris. Please talk dirty to meeeee!" She moaned.

Talk dirty to her? Hell what was I supposed to say??? "Can you feel her licking your pussy? Her tongue lapping up my cum from your hot cunt?" I whispered to her, trying to figure out what to say.

"Ohhhh yessss. More. Please more."

"My hot cum is dripping from your cunt as she licks and plays with your pussy, trying to make you cum too. Here we are in your office, completely naked. What if someone walked in? They'd see her kneeling nude, licking your pussy after fucking me, her tits hanging down and swinging around and her sopping wet pussy spread wide open."

"OH god yessssss." She moaned working kisses up my cheek to my ear where she sucked my earlobe into her mouth.

"Would you like to have me fuck you right at your desk? Celia sitting with her legs spread on the desk and your face buried in her pussy while you bounced your ass up and down my cock? The office door open so anyone coming in could see what you were doing? Pleasuring the two of us at once?"

"OHHHHHH SHIT!" she suddenly squealed, her body tensing and trembling as her orgasm washed over her, squeezing more of my cum out for Celia to lap up. "God you do have a dirty mind." Amanda finally panted after long seconds, reaching between her legs to push Celia's face away from her now over stimulated pussy.

"I never really thought about it. Just trying to do what you seemed to need." I answered as I looked back to where Celia squatted, her face covered with Celia's juices.

"Celia, go start the shower." Amanda commanded.

"Yes maam." Celia answered weakly, getting up and heading off to the private bathroom.

"You're kind of tough on her." I said quietly as Amanda lowered her feet to the floor and pushed herself off of me.

"Celia? Oh no. That's what she wants. She can go any time she wishes, but she stayed because she wanted to. I don't demand sex from her, but at the same time she prefers to be submissive to me."

"I guess I've never seen that up close."

Amanda held her hands out and pulled me up to stand with her, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling her body against mine. "If you commanded her, I suspect she would do anything you say. She has been waiting for you to invite her to have sex, but you haven't, so she finally arranged it so that she could show you just how good she could feel on your cock. She's a good worker, and a pretty damn good lover too. If you let her, she will go out of her way to please you. Try it, you might actually like it!" She said with a giggle, her lips inches from mine. She pressed her soft lips to mine and kissed me long and deeply before breaking the kiss and stepping back. "Come. Let's go get cleaned up. We can't spend all day in here fucking, even if that is what I want to do." Half an hour later we were showered, Celia had retrieved my clothes from the front of Amanda's car and the three of us were once again presentable. "Chris." Amanda called as I followed Celia toward the office door.

"Yeah?"

"You know. You were a hell of a lot better date than the guy that stood me up ever has been. You might want to ask me out again some time."

"Um. Ok. I'd like that. I'm not sure I can afford to wine and dine you like you're used to, but I'll see what I can work out." I answered.

Amanda just smiled brightly as I turned and headed out the door.

"She's ready to see you now Misses Franklin." Celia was saying to a tall slender woman waiting in front of the office area. Celia led the woman, who seemed to be glaring at me, to Amanda's office and then closed the door behind her before returning to the desk.

"Celia." I whispered, stepping over to her desk.

"Yes?" She asked, looking up at me as she sat down.

"Was she here the whole time?"

"Oh no. She had a nine o-clock. She got here when I went to get your clothes."

"I see." I said, turning to head to my own office. She had clearly seen Celia carry my clothes into the office and then me walk out in them, and put two and two together. I had no idea who she was, but I hoped it wasn't a problem for Amanda.

I had been all of fifteen minutes working at my desk when Elaine walked into my office with a little clipboard in her hand. "Hi Chris!" She greeted me in her sexy little voice.

"Hi Elaine, what's up?" I asked her as she stepped around my desk and set her petite little butt against the edge.

"Um I hope you're not upset with me about the whole thing with Celia." She said quietly. 

"No. Not at all. Although I thought it was you riding me." I said with a grin.

"Maybe one of these days it will be. You never know!" She answered with a wink. "I'm glad you're not upset though. Um. The girls asked me to come see if you wanted to be in the football pool. We haven't ever had a guy play so they're kind of anxious to see how it works out."

"Does everyone play?" I asked, leaning back in my chair and looking up at her.

"Pretty much." 

"Well. Sure. I'll play then." I said, holding my hand out for the clipboard. I looked at the sheet, expecting to see a grid of all the matchups for the coming week, but instead only saw a list of the teams.

"We play a little different here. You pick one team for the whole season. If your team wins, you win. If it doesn't...well..."

"I see. Ok. I'll pick Kansas City. They're my favorite team anyway." I said signing my name next to the Chiefs. "Do I put in a few bucks every week or what?"

"Oh. No. There isn't any money." She said taking the clipboard back.

"So what do you win?"

"Well, the idea is to not lose. If your team loses by one touchdown, you have to go topless all morning. If they lose by more than two touchdowns, you go naked all morning. And if they are really wiped out, you have to go naked all day." She said, blushing a little. "I'm kind of looking forward to when the Chiefs lose now, since I picked them too." 

"That doesn't seem quite fair." I said in shock. 

"Oh it's ok. The girls all decided that since you don't have anything really to show by going topless you could just wear one of these instead." She said, holding out a pair of microbriefs. "Jeanie said if they don't fit that she'd be happy to alter them for you." She added with a giggle.

"Ahhh. I see." I said holding the almost non-existent bit of cloth up. 

"So will we." She said as she turned and darted for the office door, pausing to look back at me. "And any time you really want that ride, just give me a call, I'm all yours."

I shook my head as I tossed the briefs into my desk drawer, hoping the Chiefs had a stellar year.



A Techies Wonderland Ch. 04



Ch. 04: The first football loss

It had been a very quiet two days following my "date" with Amanda and the subsequent extracurricular activities. I had two days of relative peace and quiet in my office getting some serious coding done on the order tracking system. Even Celia, who seemed to always be out to try and entice me into sex had left me relatively alone. I already knew that I wasn't going to be nearly as lucky today. Yes it had only been a pre-season game, but I doubted that anyone would care about that. Kansas City losing to the Bucks 25 to zip? This was NOT the way to start the season, nor was it the way to start my first week in the pool. About the only consolation was that I was going to get to see Elaine naked. 

I wondered how long it was going to take for them to make me "pay" for my teams loss, and I didn't have long to wait. Elaine and Suzanne walked into my office not long after I had gotten there.

"Come on Chris. Time for us to pay up." Elaine said as she stepped around my desk and pulled my chair back.

"Oh? I have to go somewhere special for this?" I asked with a wry face.

"Oh. I might have forgotten to tell you. If your team loses by more than 21 points you have to do a strip tease on the break room table." Elaine said as she pulled on my arm to drag me out of my chair.

"Wait a second. I have to do a what?"

"A strip tease. But it's ok, you won't be alone. Four of us lost big time this week." She said cheerfully. 

"Oh well as long as I don't have to do it alone!" I said sarcastically as she and Suzanne looped their arms in mine and walked me out of the office and toward the break room. When we got there the room had been arranged so that the huge oak table was the center of the room with 6 chairs arrayed around it, each occupied. Amanda sat fully dressed next to Celia. Jeanie and Maria also sat, waiting expectantly, fully dressed, but Coryn, a twenty something black girl I had only met in passing sat with her huge butt and gigantic breasts completely naked in one of the chairs, watching me brought in with a grin on her face almost as large as her breasts. 

One face I didn't recognize was an extremely petite blond sitting topless in one of the chairs, her mid fortyish body sporting a pair of perky B cup breasts with large puffy nipples. 

Amanda got up and walked over to meet us. "Chris. I don't think you've met Pat yet," she said, holding a hand out toward the petite young woman. "Pat's been on vacation for the last three weeks and just got back from her cruise. She does all our purchasing." Amanda said. "And she picked a really good day to come back to. This will be the first time we've had a man do the touchdown dance for us." She said with a grin before she leaned close to me. "Just relax and have fun." She whispered before turning and walking to her chair. "Ok ladies...and stud. The table is yours!"

Elaine and Suzanne walked me to a chair that acted as the step stool and stood behind me until I took my shoes off and climbed onto the table. They followed me up onto the table, a classic stripper song starting as soon as we got on the table.

Suzanne and Elaine wasted no time in starting to twist and turn their bodies, tugging at their clothing and tossing it out off the table to the ladies sitting around us. I on the other hand wasn't quite sure what to do and began to clumsily undress and make my best imitation of dancing, which was failing miserably. 

I looked at Elaine, who was skimming her little pink panties down her legs as she wiggled her ass at the cheering ladies behind us, her creamy white skin and cute little auburn bush now fully on display. Suzanne was going a bit slower, her somewhat heavier form moving smoothly as her breasts, surprisingly large now that they weren't contained in the industrial strength bra she had just tossed way, wiggled and swayed. 

"Here. Let me help you." Elaine said, moving herself in front of me, her hips wiggling and swinging unceasingly as she started undoing my belt. 

I tossed my shirt to Amanda and Celia and did my best to wiggle seductively as Elaine gyrated her way down to her knees, pulling my pants down along with her. She helped me pull my feet out and then gave my pants a shove, letting them slide off the table while she wiggled and twisted her way back upright, pressing her bare ass against my boxer covered cock. 

"That's it. Just have fun!" Elaine called over the music, turning to face me and rub her little titties all over my chest. I looked over and saw Suzanne sliding a pair of lacy panties down her legs as she squatted down, keeping her knees together as she did so. I watched her leave them around her ankles and then stand back up, still holding her legs together. 

"You ready stud?" She asked, turning to face me as she stepped out of her panties and let her legs spread, revealing her freshly shaved pussy. She danced her way right up against me, her hands sliding around my body and her big tits wrapping around my side as she ground her pussy against my hip. 

Elaine giggled girlishly as she continued to dance, her hands high above her head and her body rubbing all over mine, making my cock harden inside my boxers. "This is what they're all waiting for!" she called over the loud music. With a wink at Suzanne she sank down in front of me, dragging her hands down my chest and hooking my boxers with her fingers. I felt my cheeks blush with embarrassment as Elaine exposed my hard cock, letting it bounce out of my boxers, slapping her in the face accidently as it did.

"Damn!" I heard Suzanne say as she squatted down next to Elaine, her hand quickly reaching out to grab my hard on. Before I had any chance to object, she engulfed my engorged head with her mouth , pushing her face toward me and consuming as much of my length as she could. 

The cheering and wolf whistles seemed to escalate dramatically as Susanne began bobbing her head on and off my cock as I stood there on the table looking down at Elaine for help. But instead of helping she got up and started encouraging the ladies to chant "Fuck her! Fuck her!" 

I looked down at Amanda, who was whistling and cheering as loud as the rest, taking a break from it long enough to wink at me and mouth "Do it!" 

To say I was embarrassed would be an understatement. Hell, I'd never been naked in front of more than two women at once before, let alone "on stage" and to have my cock sucked in this condition was truly embarrassing. How any of them thought I would actually fuck on stage was....well...almost insulting.

"Come on Chris. Do it!" Elaine said as she slid up and pressed her body against mine.

"You really want me to?" I asked.

"Definitely!" She answered.

"Ok. You first then!" I said over the music. She looked at me and then down at Suzanne and my fat cock sliding in and out of Suzanne's mouth. 

"Ok. But you have to do both of us then!" She shouted back before squatting down next to Suzanne and whispering something in her ear. Suzanne looked up at me with a gigantic smile and let go of my cock, turning around on her hands and knees, dipping her shoulders down to stick her ass up at me.

Elaine was next to her in moments, her ass sticking in the air and wiggling around as the chanting increased.

I knelt down behind Elaine and rubbed my saliva covered head between her lips, sliding it up and down before engaging it into the entrance to her tunnel and pushing hard to drive my cock into her a couple inches.

The room went almost silent, except for the music, as I started pumping my hips, driving my cock in and out of her pussy, working it into her until I could feel my cock banging against the end of her tight tunnel.

I looked over at Suzanne, who was looking over her shoulder at me almost pleadingly. I pulled out of Elaine and moved over behind Suzanne, rubbing my pussy juice covered cock up and down her fat engorged lips. I pushed forward, sliding easily into her pussy and driving my cock into her until my hips pressed against her round ass. 

"OHHHHH FUCK!" She squealed in pleasure as I started pumping in and out of her fat pussy, each stroke banging into her with my hips, making her whole body shake and her huge tits swing around madly below her. "GOD DAMN!" She cried as I held her hips and pounded into her, my hands squeezing her big round ass. "YES FUCK MEEEE!" She squealed like a little girl at a birthday party, apparently enjoying my attentions much more than I would have expected. I looked over at Amanda and Celia, Celia's dress pulled up to her waist and her fingers plunging rapidly in and out of her pussy. 

I looked around and was shocked to see Coryn's legs hooked over the arms of the chair, spreading her legs and pussy wide open, one hand diving in and out of her pussy and the other pulling and tugging on her big tits. I could see her staring at me, almost as if she were putting herself in Suzanne's place. 

Pat, sitting next to her, had her panties down around her knees, her skirt covering her hand, which was obviously busy in her on pussy.

"Don't forget me!" Elaine called from where she was still on all fours next to Suzanne.

"I won't!" I answered, plunging my hips against Suzanne's round ass over and over again.

I could tell that Suzanne was getting close to her climax, her breathing becoming more ragged by the second and little shudders running up and down her whole body. I wasn't at all surprised when she screamed "I'M COMING!" at the top of her lungs. 

I continued to plow into her until she pulled away slightly, her over stimulated clit no longer able to take the constant attention that it was getting. With a grin I pulled out of her and shifted back to Elaine. 

"You wanted me to do it. Now it's your turn." I said to her.

"Fuck yes. Give it to me! Stuff it into my hot cunt!" She said aggressively. "I want to feel your whole cock pounding into my little cunny."

"You asked for it." I answered, rubbing my slickened head between her lips to find the entrance to her tunnel. I engaged my head into her and then rammed myself deep into her, my head smashing against the end of her tunnel and sliding her on her knees a few inches across the table.

"FUCK YES!" She squealed loudly. "FUCK ME HARD!" She cried, her face nearly touching the table. Again and again I rammed into her, pulling back until my cock was barely inside her and then plunging deep into her again. Her whole body shook and trembled at my onslaught, her breathing erratic as she gasped for breath. "GOD I'm GOING TO CUM!" She squealed as her pussy clamped around my cock, making it nearly impossible to pull from her.

I was surprised when she pulled hard, drawing herself off my cock and then quickly rolling over to sit on her ass. She slid forward until her ass was against my legs and then reached out for my cock, using one hand to stroke it while she wrapped her lips around it, sucking vigorously.

"Come on. Cum for me. I want to see you squirt all over me!" She said, after pulling her mouth from me. 

"Damn." I groaned, feeling a set of hands rubbing around my ass and back, one hand sneaking around to my chest and playing with my nipples. I felt a pair of soft tits press into my back as the hand on my ass disappeared, to be replaced by a pair of soft thighs.

"Give it to her. You made me cum so hard, now it's your turn. Squirt your cum all over her. That's what she loves. She loves to be covered in cum!" Suzanne's quiet voice coaxed from behind me.

I looked down at the ladies around the table, all of them playing with their own bodies in some way, including Amanda, who had her blouse unbuttoned, and her tits exposed, to her fingers while Celia stroked her pussy under the little skirt she wore.

"DAMN!" I grunted as one of Elaine's hands slipped below my balls and tried to push into my asshole. My cock erupted, shooting a huge gush of cum up into the air, landing on Elaine's face and chest. Time and gain my body bucked, adding more and more to the strings of cum that were dripping and sliding down her body while she squealed in delight with each new spurt. After what seemed like an hour, she closed her mouth around my cock, coaxing the last drools of cum into her mouth before letting go and laying back to rub my cum into her body like lotion. 

"Now that's what I call an opening football week!" She said loudly with a giggle. 

"I'll second that." Amanda said, standing up and pulling her blouse closed over her bare tits. "This was by far the best show we've ever had. Chris, I know I speak for all of us. We applaud you for being such a good sport after your team lost so badly. Ladies?" Amanda said, looking around before stepping over to the table and holding a hand out for me. She helped me down from the table and then gave me a hug, pressing her chest into mine and her hips against mine. 

"Thank you. That was a huge turn on. If you want more later you know where to find me." She whispered before letting go of me and stepping away. One by one they came by, giving me hugs or kisses, each of them dressed in less and less until finally Coryn was the last one left. 

"That was pretty damn hot." She said as she stood less than two feet from me. "You know, if you have a few minutes I could use a hand with something."

I had no doubt what she wanted help with, or at least I would be surprised if I didn't know. "Sure, what do you need a hand with?" 

She looked around and then took my hand. "Come on." She said urgently, pulling me out of the lounge and down the hall. She opened the door to the bolt room, where all the fabric is stored, and pulled me inside. 

"So. You need a hand with something?" I asked her as she stood in the middle of the room looking at me expectantly.

"Yeah... Well, sort of." She said nervously.

"Ok. So, what's up?"

"Well. Can we just sit down and talk for a minute?" She asked, looking around for something to sit on. She walked over to a large cardboard box and sat down on it, looking back at me like she wanted me to come sit with her. 

I was getting a bit confused, but figured she would decide what she wanted if I just took my time and waited. I walked over to the box and sat down next to her. I no sooner sat on the box and it collapsed under us. 

"Eeeeee." Coryn squealed as she rolled over on top of me, her feet sticking up in the air with mine, her naked body pressed against mine. 

I held onto her, laughing loudly as she tried to struggle to get up out of the box, only to get herself part way up and fall back on me again. 

"You know, if you stop struggling I can get you out." I said after she made three attempts, each time ending up on top of me even more than the previous time.

"Ok." She said, breathing heavily, and surprisingly, almost in tears. 

"Just relax and let me move you." I said as I reached my arms under her. I gently rolled her over as she lay on top of me and swiveled her legs around so that she lay across me, her ass resting on my lap. Her feet still stuck up in the air, held there by the side of the box, but now she was cross ways to me. With where she was now sitting, her gigantic left breast was now pressing almost against my face. I couldn't help but give her huge nipple a soft kiss before lifting her up and levering her to a sitting position, one hand on her round ass to push her up onto her feet. 

She stood on her feet and turned to help pull me out of the box, her massive tits hanging down in front of my face tantalizingly.

"You know, you have some fantastic tits." I said as she pulled me up out of the box. 

"Thanks." She said, letting go of my hands as I caught my balance and stood on my own. She turned away from me and walked over to arrange several bolts of cloth to make a seat. She sat down and then patted the bolt next to her. "Come on. Sit." She said quietly.

"So. What's up? Clearly this isn't about sex, so what is it?" I said.

"Well. All the girls think that I'm a lesbian. I mean I'm not, but they seem to think I am, and well, I guess I thought that if I got you to come spend some time with me that maybe the girls would stop teasing me about being a lesbian." She said, looking down at her hands sitting in her lap.

"I see. So why do you think they think that?" 

"I guess because I don't go out with many guys."

"Why not? You're very good looking. You have a fantastic body. From what I've seen you have a pretty fun personality. I mean heck, you're butt naked at work because your football team lost."

"Yeah, well so are you." She said with a giggle. "But you just had sex with two women in front of everyone. I could never do that."

"I didn't know I could, and to be honest, I doubt I could again. It was pretty much just getting carried away in the moment." I said with a shrug. "Actually I don't find it unattractive that you couldn't perform sexually in front of a group."

"I don't perform sexually in any setting. I'm just too nervous to have sex with a most men."

"And that's a problem? You aren't a virgin I take it."

"No. I've had some sex, just not very much. I guess I'm not too experienced." She said quietly, looking down at her hands again instead of me.

"I see. Well, I don't have any problem helping you change their perspective, but I think you have a flaw in your plan."

"What's that?" She asked, looking over at me.

"You have to go out there and spend the next several hours completely naked. After having sex you'd be sweaty, you'd smell like sex and they'd expect you to be leaking. So I'm not sure how you're going to carry this off." I said it quietly, instantly feeling bad as the tears started welling up in her eyes. "I'm sorry." I said, reaching out and putting an arm around her. I pulled her over against me and circled my other arm around her shoulders and held her as the tears started dripping down her face and into my lap. Her body shook as she cried quietly against me. 

"It's ok." I whispered quietly. "Everyone is different and you don't have to have a lot of sex to be a woman. You're a good looking woman, I'm sure you must've had a bunch of boyfriends."

"Not too many." She answered with a sniff.

"I'm truly surprised." I told her. There had to be something I was missing. What was it she wasn't telling me? "Coryn, so do you have girl friends too?"

"A few." 

"I see. So tell me, which do you like better?" I asked quietly.

"I don't know that I like one better than the other, but I think the women I've been with are a lot more sensual and gentle." She said.

"So you prefer the way women have sex compared to how guys have sex?" 

"I guess." She whispered. "That makes me a lesbian, doesn't it?" 

"No. It doesn't." I answered her. "It just means that you haven't found the right guy for you yet." 

"You think that he's out there?" She asked, looking up at me with her red rimmed eyes.

"Yeah, I'm sure of it." I said. "Come on. Let's go deal with having to run around naked for three more hours." I told her, giving her shoulder a pat and letting go of her so I could stand up.

She stood up and wiped her eyes with the back of her hands before calling to me. "Hey Chris!"

"Yeah?" I asked, turning around to her again.

"Thank you." She said quietly, wrapping her arms around me and pulling herself up to my face level to press her lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around her and held her to me while I returned the kiss, which seemed to be growing more erotic by the moment. Her tongue slipped into my mouth and teased at mine. Her hands began to roam around my back, sliding down to my arms, pushing them down until my hands were resting on her round ass. 

I squeezed her ass with both hands, drawing a soft moan into my mouth. She sucked my lower lip into her mouth and tugged softly, her hands grabbing at my ass. "Chris." She whispered, letting go of my lower lip. "Fuck me, please!?" She practically begged.




A Techies Wonderland Ch. 04



"You sure?" I whispered back.

"Uh huh." Was all she said before pushing her lips back against mine, practically devouring my lips.

"Slow down." I whispered, as I pulled my head back from her face. "Don't rush it, just enjoy it."

"Ok." She whispered as I slid my hands up to her arms, gently pushing her back. I looked around the room and saw a pile of boxes in the corner and started backing that direction, pulling her along with me by her arms. I turned her around and then gently pushed her back until she had to sit on the boxes. She leaned back until she was on her elbows and then spread her legs wide, expecting me to just step between her legs and stuff it in. She was in for a surprise.

I stepped between her legs, my hard cock pressing against her already wet pussy lips and leaned down over her, gently kissing her lips, her eyes registering confusion. I slowly began kissing down her cheek, working my way slowly to her neck, each kiss a tiny soft wet connection of my lips against her smooth chocolate colored skin. My breath seemed to raise little goose bumps on her body as I slowly kissed my way down to her huge tits. I had no idea how big they really were, but for now what I knew was that they were easily larger than any I had ever had my hands on. 

I began kissing slowly around one breast, working closer and closer to her areola, each nearly as large as my palm, with a nipple centered in it that was as large around as my pinky sticking out twice as far. 

"Oh god." Coryn moaned as my lips finally closed around her nipple and sucked it deeply into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around and around her hard nipple, teasing the sides and her puckering areola. After long seconds, I clamped my lips around her nipple and pulled it, stretching her big tit up from her body several inches before letting it go to snap back down, drawing a deep intake of breath from her followed by a soft moan. I could feel her hands trying to grip my short hair, and her hips trying gently rock her wet lips against my hard cock.

I kissed down the deep V between her huge tits and up the other massive mound of soft chocolate colored skin. I kissed a long slow trail around her breast finally reaching her nipple and sucking it into my mouth. 

I felt one of her hands slip between us, grasping my cock and pushing it down toward her pussy. I felt her wet pussy lips close around my mushroom head as she rubbed it up and down her pussy, searching for just the right spot. I felt her heels grip my ass and pull me toward her as my head settled into the entrance to her tunnel, and then pull me into her.

I continued to suck her hard nipple while my hips began to push my cock in and out of her wet pussy. 

"Ohhhh my god yes." She moaned loudly as I started sliding deeply into her, my mouth working one big nipple while my hands squeezed and mushed around on the huge mammaries. Her hips responded to my strokes, rocking up and down in time with my long slow drives into her. "Yesssss. Fuck me!" She moaned again. 

Her feet remained hooked on my ass, pulling me harder into her with each stroke, my hips smacking into her big round ass, making her whole body shake and her huge tits jiggle in my hands.

I pulled my face from her right breast and moved back to her left one, sucking her nipple into my mouth and gently nibbling it. "OHHHHH FUCK!" She squealed as I pulled on her nipple and allowed it to slide between my teeth.

Her hot wet pussy seemed to be alive with sensations as she rocked her hips, each stroke seeming to rub me a different way inside her. I knew I was getting close, but worked hard to try and hold back until she came. I let go of one of her tits and slipped a hand between us, finding her clit with my finger and rubbing it back and forth while I continued to stroke in and out of her. 

"OH shit oh shit oh shit!" she squealed as my finger rubbed her clit feverishly, my cock pistoning in and out of her, barely restraining from unloading into her. 

"OHHHH FUCK I can't hold back any more." I groaned, letting go of her tit with my teeth.

"Do it. I'm right there!" She practically growled.

"OH SHIT!" I grunted, my body bucking and slamming my cock deep into her where it swelled and pumped a shot of cum into her pussy. My body bucked time and again, pumping what I had left into her before I sagged against her, our chests pressing together and her sweaty tits sliding around against my chest. 

"Oh god that felt good." She panted. "God that felt good."

"Yeah, it did." I said between gasps for breath. 

"So tell me. Compared to Elaine and Suzanne, how was I?" She asked breathlessly.

"I'd never compare you. That wouldn't be fair. Every woman is different, not better or worse, just different." I said when I could breathe a little again.

"So you're not disappointed?"

"Why would I be disappointed?"

"I don't know. I just figured I wasn't all that good."

"I think you were very good. Made me cum didn't you?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"You came too, right?"

"Uh huh."

"So that's all that mattered." I said, leaning down to give her a little kiss.

"Okay." She said quietly. "I guess we need to go back to work before we get in trouble."

"Probably." I answered, pushing myself up and backing up to pull my softening cock from her.

"Chris?" She asked, as I pulled her hands to help her back up.

"Yeah?"

"Would you want to do it again with me some time?"

"I think you should find someone your own age, but yeah, I would."

"Good." She whispered, stepping against me to give me one more hug and quick kiss.

I followed her out of the bolt room and then headed to the bathroom to clean up a little. I was still washing things off when Pat walked in, her perky breasts bouncing as she walked past, giving me a good looking over as she did. 

"Had some fun did you?"

"Just helping out a friend." I answered as I used some paper towels to dry my cock.

"Hmmm. Remind me to have friends like you." She said with a chuckle.

"Any time you want...well any time after today." I answered before turning and walking out before I got into something I couldn't complete.

"I'll take you up on that!" I heard her call before the door closed behind me. 



A Techies Wonderland Ch. 05



One day, just one quiet day was what I needed to really get this program started. There had been way too many interruptions in general, not counting the total lack of productivity the day before due to the football games. I was glad that Kansas City could only lose once a week. Don't get me wrong. I've had more sex in the last two weeks than in the last ten years, and it's been fantastic! But in some ways it was almost too much. I have as many fantasies as any red blooded man, and in the last few days I've had a lot of them satisfied, but I was brought up to focus on one woman at a time, not two or three or....well....seven or eight! I have the distinct feeling that every one of these ladies has designs to try me on for size. 

I guess I shouldn't complain. After all, I could have my old job where the chance of even meeting someone sexy was pretty thin, let alone actually having one throw herself at me. No, I think I shouldn't complain after all. 

"Christopher!" Celia called sweetly as she cracked the door open. 

"Yeah?" I answered, turning from my computer screen to see her.

"Amanda's out this morning and she said you should take care of Misses Lankford when she came in." 

"Misses Lankford. Why do I know that name?" I asked quietly while I searched my brain. I finally looked up at Celia shaking my head in confusion.

"You know... Misty Moons? She's here to pick up her new dresses," she answered with a wink. 

"Oh lord." I said quietly. What red blooded man didn't know that name? The cover of playboy, one of the hottest names in live cabaret, (read that strip clubs), and let's not forget the number of porn movies she's been in. Hell her tits were advertised as all natural quadruple D's and her butt was almost as large. "Why me? How about you take her back to Jeanie?"

"Sorry. Misty is a friend of Amanda's and she left me a note for you to take care of her. It is part of your job you know." She said with a crooked little grin.

"Ok." I said reluctantly, getting up from my desk to follow her out. I did my best to prepare myself to meet a veritable sex legend. Even without makeup and slutty dresses it was obvious to me who Misty Lankford was. I stepped past Celia and held my hand out to greet her.

"Welcome Misses Lankford." I said as I gave her as discrete an up-down look as I could. She wore tight jeans, canvas tennis shoes and a floppy cut up t-shirt with no sleeves and a deep V cut neckline that covered a much tighter tank type t-shirt, the combination somewhat masking her huge chest. 

"You must be Christopher. I've heard a lot about you from Amanda!" She answered, stepping toward me and giving me a hug, pressing her massive tits into my chest. "Please, call me Misty." She said as she released me and stepped back. "Amanda told me she had my new dresses all done and because she couldn't be here that you would love to help me out."

"Well, personally I think Jeanie or Suzanne would be a much better choice, but I'd be happy to take you in the back."

"Oh you're not going to be a spoil sport are you Christopher?" She asked.

"I won't if you insist." I answered, holding a hand out toward the hallway leading to the back and my office. "And please, Chris will do fine. If you'll come back to my office, I'll pull the orders, and we'll go find your dresses."

She stepped toward me as I turned and I walked next to her, holding my arm out again to show her into my office. "It'll just take a minute to pull up your orders." I said as I stepped around my desk and sat down at my computer. I was busy punching her name into the search line to get her orders and print them as she stepped around the desk to stand behind me. 

"So Amanda says you're pretty spectacular at what you do." 

"Thanks. I do love working with computers." I answered.

"Uh huh. So. How do you like working for Amanda?" 

"So far it's been a real challenge."

"I bet it's a challenge to be the only guy in a business full of women?"

"It's turned out to be a bit of a huge challenge actually. I guess I never really thought about how women act when guys aren't around." 

"How's that?"

"Well, for instance their version of a football pool kind of caught me off guard." I said as I turned to take the papers out of the laser printer.

"Oh? Are they still playing naked losers?" She asked with a chuckle. 

"Actually it would seem they are."

"Ah. They talked you into it playing, did they?" She asked as I swiveled my chair around to face her. "I hope your team didn't lose too badly this week."

"You say that like you've been talked into a few things you weren't sure you wanted to do after you were in it."

"Well, to be honest, I was a stripper for quite a while before some guy talked me into stripping for the camera one time. The part he forgot to tell me was that the pole I would be dancing on was attached to a guy. After that it seemed like things just snowballed until I was a sex star." She said, stepping back and sitting down in the black leather chair in the back corner of my office. 

"Sounds like you aren't happy with your choice."

"Don't get me wrong. It's been great, and the money, well the money can be pretty damn good. But sometimes I wonder what life would have been like if I had settled down with my boyfriend from high school instead of running off to become an exotic dancer."

"Well, if you believe 'em, they say that there are an infinite number of possible parallel universes and time lines. Each time we reach a decision that could go two ways, a new time line is spawned, one where we decide one way and another where we decide the other. And this happens for everyone every day. Personally I think that may be partly true, but instead of being unlimited combinations, there are certain events that we're bound to reach, no matter what our previous choices. Given that, I would guess that even if you had married him you'd still be the hot star that you are." I told her.

"You really think so? That I was destined to become a porn star?"

"Well, it's what ended up being the main focus in your life right now, so yeah, I think probably it would be. 

"Hmmm." She said thoughtfully. "I guess that does make sense."

"So shall we go see your dresses?"

"Yes, on one condition. You stay with me while I try them on." She said firmly.

"You're the customer." I answered hesitantly, standing up and holding a hand out to her. She took my hand and I led her out of my office and through the doors onto the shop floor. It surprised me that she continued to hold my hand snuggly as I lead her down to the finished dress room. I opened the door with my free hand, the lights coming on automatically as I stepped in and led Misty into the large room. "It'll take me a minute to find your stuff." I told her as gently extracted my hand from hers and started walking along the rack that ran all the way around the room, checking the little tags on the hangers to match them to my sheets. This definitely needed to change!

"Here we are." I said as I finally located her dresses and pulled them from the rack. I carried them to a free standing rack in the middle of the room that had two long, padded, burgundy leather benches on either side of it. "I'll let you try them on. The mirror is right there." I said, pointing to the little stage with mirrors surrounding it that was at the end of the pair of benches. "And if you prefer a little more privacy there is a dressing room in the corner over there."

"You're not going to leave, are you?" She asked, reaching out and grabbing at my sleeve to keep me from walking away. "You really don't need to, it's not like I'm bashful or anything."

"I just thought..." I said a little defensively.

"Oh come now. You're not going to pass up the chance to see these beauties in person, are you?" She asked sweetly, letting go of my sleeve and moving her hands to the bottom of the oversized t-shirt she wore. She gave me a wink and then skimmed the shirt up over her head, dropping it on the bench she stood next to. "You know. I can't just buy dresses off the rack. With these babies everything has to be custom made, even my bras." She said as she pulled the skin tight tank top type shirt up and off, exposing a huge purple lace bra that supported and encased her massive tits. 

"So have you ever watched any of my movies?" She asked as she reached behind her back and undid the clasp of her bra, shaking the straps off her shoulders and letting it slide down to expose her huge tits, each one topped with a large round pink areola and erect nipple nearly as large around as my thumb.

"Um. Yeah a few." I answered as I stared at her tits.

"Just a few? I bet you wished you could reach through the screen and grab them, didn't you?"

"Maybe a time or two."

"I'm sure it was much more than a time or two. Come on. You can touch them. They don't bite." She said, taking a step closer to me and reaching for my hands. She pulled my hands up and placed each one on a breast, my palm covering her nipples and areolas before she began to slowly rub them around the front of her tits.

"You sure you want me to do this?" I asked, still staring at her tits in my hands.

"Very sure." She said, taking another partial step closer to me so that her huge tits were only a few inches from my chest.

"I guess you get groped a lot." I said, unable to stop myself from giving her big tits a gentle squeeze as I continued rubbing them after she pulled her hands off.

"Yeah, I do. But it's always either a horny ass director trying to get a freebee or another actor who's just doing what they need to for the camera. It's been a long time since anyone asked me if it was ok to touch them."

"Hazard of the trade I suppose." I said, sliding my hands down under each massive breast so I could heft them. I guessed that each one had to weigh at least fifteen pounds as I gently hefted them. "Kind of like me and computers. Everyone wants free computer work done. I guess for you they expect free sex."

"Yeah. Seems that way." She said as she moved her hands down to her pants. She undid the snap of her jeans and wiggled her ass while she pushed them down, forcing the almost skin tight material over her huge round ass cheeks. "Are you enjoying holding them?"

"Um Sorry." I said, pulling my hands back as if I had just grabbed something hot.

"No, I didn't want you to stop." She said, reaching out for my hands and pulling them back against her bare breasts. "I just wanted to know if you were enjoying it."

"Yeah, I kind of am." I answered her with a bit of an embarrassed grin.

"You know. I kind of do too." She said as she took hold of my wrists and slowly pulled me back with her until she could sit down on the padded bench. "Would you mind helping me with my jeans?" She asked sweetly.

"Sure." I said, reaching down as she lifted one leg for me, leaning herself back against her hands as she did so. 

I pulled off her surprisingly low heels, maybe two inches long, and then tugged her pants the rest of the way down her leg and off her foot. I was a bit surprised to see her wearing beige thigh high stockings under the pants. She lifted the other leg and allowed me to pull that leg off as well, leaving her in nothing but her stockings and an extremely skimpy purple panty.

"So which do you think I should try on first?" She asked as she stood back up, her huge tits swinging and wiggling as she moved. She pulled the five hangers off the rack and held the dresses in front of her one at a time until she decided to try on a short red stretchy one. "How about this one?" She asked, hanging the others on the rack. 

"Uh. Sure." I answered as she pulled the material off the hanger and gingerly stepped into the long slim tube of material. I had my doubts if it would actually go over her large round posterior, but as she pulled it up it stretched and slipped over her. She put her arms through the two shoulder loops and then wiggled her monster tits into the material. "Would you zip me?" She asked nicely as she turned her back to me. 

"Sure." I answered as I stepped back over to her and gently grabbed the small zipper that was nearly half way down her butt, and zipped the back of the knee length dress up to the base of her neck.

"Well, what do you think?" She asked, turning to face me as she bounced her breasts up in the dress to settle them. The stretchy material seemed to cling to her body like a second skin, curving in and around both breasts before hugging her stomach and flaring out over her wide hips. The red material seemed to almost shimmer in the light and the skirt portion swished in soft gentle movements below her thighs as she spun for me. 

"I think you look like a million bucks!" I answered honestly.

"Thank you! That is sweet of you." She said as she walked the length of the bench to step on the stage and look at herself in the mirrors. "It does accentuate my assets, doesn't it?" She said with a giggle, looking at how it clung to her big butt and huge tits. "Tell me, if you saw me walking toward you in this, would it make you horny?"

"Yeah it would." I answered as she turned again in the mirror.

"Good!" She said brightly as she stepped down and sauntered over to me, her feet practically crossing over each other as she made her hips swing seductively on the way. "You know. Most guys that are going to get to see me in this will just have to imagine taking it off me. You get to actually do it!" She said, turning her back to me and waiting expectantly.

"Uh huh." I gulped as I unzipped her dress and stepped back.

"You're not leaving it like that, are you?" She asked, looking over her shoulder with a pout on her lips.

"Um No." I answered, stepping back over and slipping my hands between her shoulders and the red straps of the dress. I gently pushed the material over her shoulders and down her arms, peeling the form fitting material down her body, exposing her breasts again as I pushed lower. I ran out of reach and had to pull my hands back up to her waist to start again, sliding my hands down the bare skin of her hips as I rolled the dress over her round ass and then slid it down her legs. I squatted down to help her step out of the dress, my face nearly pressing against her bare ass as she bent over to balance herself on the bench in front of us. 

"I wish I always had you there to undress me. You have a very gentle touch that is a huge turn on. Women must love getting undressed by you!" She said as she straightened up and looked down at me gathering up the dress. 

"Oh. I don't usually get to undress many women." I answered honestly, standing back up and moving past her to the rack to hang the dress back on its hanger.

"Too bad. You'd be a big hit. I know, I've been undressed by more men than I can count. It's not often I get tingly at a man taking off my dress."

"Sorry. I wasn't trying to..." I started to say before she interrupted me.

"You really can't take a compliment can you?"

"Um. Not too used to it, no." I answered.

"Hmmmmm. Amanda is going to have to do something about that!" She said emphatically as she reached for the biggest dress on the rack, a large strapless green satin dress. "Let's do this one next."

"Ok." I answered taking the dress she held out and pulling it gently off the hanger. 

"This is for my friend's wedding. I'm the matron of honor." She said as she took the dress from me and sat down on the edge of the bench. She carefully slid the dress up both legs as far as she could before gathering the huge puffy skirt up so she could stand up again. She reached out with her free hand, which I took to help her stand back up. Once standing, she carefully wiggled her body, while tugging the dress upward, working the material up until the top cupped and encased her huge tits. She turned around again, exposing her nearly bare back to me. "Could you please?"

"Sure." I answered, pulling the zipper up as far as it would go.

"Perfect fit!" She said with a grin. "It's almost like you were standing behind me holding them up!" 

"It does look like it fits well." I said, feeling a little red in my cheeks at the thought of standing behind her with her massive tits in my hands. I watched her ass swing in the flowing dress, her feet barely visible. She hiked the dress up to step onto the platform and then spun herself with a girlish giggle, making the bottom of the dress flare out as she spun. 

"So what do you think?"

"I think you better not get too active at the reception." I answered, looking at how low cut the front of the dress was and how much her huge creamy breasts was showing.

"You think?" She asked, stepping down off the platform. She walked over and put her hands in the air and started gyrating in an incredibly sexy dance. She swung her hips and reached out to put her hands on my shoulders. "Come on. Dance with me." She said with a smile, rocking her hips and swishing her dress seductively. 

"I'm not much of a dancer I'm afraid." I answered as I stood there with her swaying back and forth in front of me. 

"Ohhhhh Come on. Just move with me. It's not hard." She encouraged. "Just put your hands on my hips and move with me."

I did as she said and put my hands on her hips, gripping her waist just above where the skirt of the dress attached to the bodice. 

"Good. Now sway your hips with me." She said with a smile.

I did my best but was still moving rather stiffly.

"Ohhh You can do better than that!" She said. "Here! Let's try this!" She said spinning around between my arms and grabbing my hands. She held my hands on her waist and then backed up until her big round butt was pressed against me. She let go of my hands and reached back, grabbing at my hips and pulling me tightly to her ass. "Now move with me." She encouraged as she began swaying her hips again. 

"Not sure this is working so well." I told her, afraid she was going to realize just how hard I'd gotten in the last few minutes.

"Sure it is. You're moving a lot better. Aren't you having fun?"

"Oh yeah, I'm having a great time." I answered her.

"I can tell." She said with a giggle. "I haven't ever had a man try so hard to hide the fact he has a hard on. Most guys want to flaunt it hoping I'll just jump their bones."

"Well, you are Amanda's friend. I wouldn't want to take advantage." 

"You are sooooo cute!" She said with a laugh, stopping her dancing and stepping away. "Would you unzip me please?"

"Sure." I said, pulling the little tab down her back.

She wiggled out of the dress, bending over in front of me, her round ass pushing out at me along with her panty covered pussy. As she stepped out of the dress, her legs spread and I could easily see the dark spot soaked into the purple material.

"Now. How about the next dress?" She asked, reaching for the empty dress hanger. She carefully put that one back on the rack and then pulled a small red dress off the hanger. She held her hands up and wiggled it down over her head, pulling it down like a t-shirt until it covered her like a stretchy tube from the top of her tits to just about the middle of her thighs. The material clung to her and molded to her curves making her figure look very much like an hour glass, her big bust, her much smaller waist and then her large round hips and ass.

"Wow." I said without thinking.

"I'll take that as a good comment. I guess it looks good?"

"Yeah. If you're looking for a dress that drips sex....yeah it's perfect."

"You think?"

"Yeah. Only thing is you can't wear anything under it. Your panties are showing right through."

"They are? We can't have that!" she said, reaching up under the bottom of the dress and quickly pulling the panties down and off. "That better?" She asked as she raised her arms and wiggled her ass around, doing a slow turn as she gyrated her body sexily. 




A Techies Wonderland Ch. 05



"Uh Yeah." I answered, shaking my head and staring at her. "You could be on stage doing a pole dance." I said.

"Really?" She asked, dancing her way over to me and dropping her hands down to reach out and grab my cock through my pants. "Oh Yeah. I guess so. You are soooooo fat and hard."

"Uh A bit." I said, reaching for her hands and trying to pull them away.

"Ohhhhh You don't want me to play with that big fat hard cock?" She asked with a pout. "You know I don't think I've ever had a man tell me no. You are telling me no, aren't you?"

"Well...Damn. I just don't want to...You know."

She grabbed my cock again and stepped even closer, her dress clad tits barely brushing against my chest as she slowly unzipped my pants. "You don't want to....you know? Are you blushing? Amanda says you have an amazing cock. From her that's pretty high praise. How about letting me see it and....you know." She said in a deep sultry voice, wrinkling her nose and grinning each time she sad 'you know'.

"Geez." I groaned, looking at the ceiling as she slowly slid down my body and squatted in front of me. I looked down as she undid my pants the rest of the way, her knees splayed wide, pushing up the dress and exposing her shaved pussy. 

"That is a sweet looking cock." She whispered as she pulled my boxers down to my knees, my cock sticking out at her and bobbing with my pounding heart. She wrapped one hand around it and then slowly enveloped it with her mouth, her tongue swirling around and around it as she slowly pushed it deeper and deeper, finally pushing my engorged head into her throat, and then continuing to push until her nose touched my brown curls. 

"Ohhhhh shit." I groaned as she pulled back and started sliding her lips and hand up and down my shaft. I closed my eyes and got lost in the tingling sensations that she was sending up and down my whole body. 

"I know just what you need." She said, pulling her mouth from my cock and standing up. She pushed her dress down over her tits and wiggled it down until it slipped to the floor and she could step out of it. She squatted back down in front of me and untied my shoes, making me lift each foot to pull off my shoes and pants, leaving me in just my socks and shirt. As she stood back up she ran her hands up the outside of my legs, over my hips and up my sides, catching my polo shirt with her wrists and pushing it up my body. "Arms up lover." She whispered, pushing my shirt higher until she could slide it up my arms and over my head. "Now, come with me." She said, sliding her hands back down my now lowered arms to catch my hands in hers. She pulled me back to the long leather bench and sat down, quickly swiveling herself around to lie on the bench like a bed. "Come on. You can straddle me, I don't bite." She said with a grin.

I gave a little shrug and climbed onto the bench, letting her guide me to where she wanted with her hands on my waist. When she finally had me settled over her chest, my cock laying in the deep crevasse between her huge tits, she let go of me and squeezed her tits together, wrapping them around my rock hard shaft.

"I'm sure you know what to do with this." She said with a grin.

"I think I do." I answered, reaching out for both nipples and gently pinching them between my fingers and thumb while I started to slowly stroke myself in and out of the soft cavern of flesh. She arched her back so that my balls rubbed back and forth across her stomach with each stroke and each time my head protruded from her tits she could engulf it with her hot mouth.

"Damn." I groaned loudly. "Not in a million years would I have thought I'd ever have a chance to titty fuck a porn star, let alone you."

"Glad....You're...Enjoying...It." She said between strokes of my cock stuffing into her mouth.

"Oh yeah." I answered breathlessly as I continued to stroke in and out of the soft cavern, feeling her pressed around me and staring down at her sexy tits as I tugged and pulled at her nipples.

"So I gotta ask. Do women enjoy this as much as guys do?" I asked with a groan of pleasure.

"It's fun...But not...as good...as getting...it in...the pussy...or ass!" She answered, working to keep her mouth wrapping around my head with each stroke. "But...what...you're doing...with my...nipples...is getting...me so...fucking...turned on!"

"I can tell you, I'm more than a little turned on myself." 

She reached up to my hips, letting go of her tits to push me away slightly.

"How about something a little more serious. My absolute favorite position is riding a guy with my big tits swinging in his face. Are you up for that?"

"Right now I'm up for anything you want." I groaned, my hard cock sticking up between her tits, a little trickle of pre-cum drooling out the tip.

"Good." She said pushing me back. I swung off of her while she sat up and then I sat down, quickly lying back on the bench. She crawled up my body on her hands and knees, her nipples dragging along my body as she intentionally rocked herself side to side to swing her massive mammaries. When they came within reach I quickly grabbed as much as I could get of them and aimed them at my mouth, sucking one of her rock hard nipples into my mouth while using my thumb and forefinger to twist and squeeze the other nipple.

"Oh shit yes." She moaned as I swirled my tongue around and around her nipple, teasing it and her huge areola. "You do know how to treat a tit, don't you?"

"From you that's high praise." I said as I switched to the other tit.

"You'd be surprised. The goal of a sex film is to look like you're doing a good job without actually making your partner climax. You on the other hand are doing a really good job of trying to make me climax!" She moaned softly. "How about letting me return the favor?" I felt her hand slide down my body until she had my cock in her hand, pushing it up and rubbing the tip up and down her wet pussy. "Right there." She cooed softly as she pushed back, slowly sinking my cock into her pussy.

"Ohhhhhh." I moaned around her tit, vibrating her nipple as the sensations of her hot pussy caressing my cock. She slowly rocked herself to and fro, riding her pussy up and down the length of my cock without pulling her tits from my grasp and busy mouth.

"You know. Most times when I'm doing a movie I fake climaxing so many times. It's going to be nice to climax with a guy for real for a change." She moaned softly as she continued stroking herself along my shaft, her strokes getting a bit harder as she bounced her round ass off my thighs, making her tits wiggle in my hands. "Mmmmm. Amanda was right. You do know how to make a girl feel good!"

"Uh. Didn't know she talked about it." I said as I paused to switch sides again.

"Oh fuck." She moaned as I sucked her nipple deep into my mouth and gave it a little tweak with my teeth. "Yeah. After spending the night with her she couldn't wait to tell me how good the sex was. She said it was the best she'd had in a long time." She answered breathlessly, followed by a long slow moan. "Now I know why."

The intensity of my own arousal was growing incredibly quickly as well, and without thinking about it I pulled my feet up, pushing my knees in the air so I could help stroke in time with her, smacking my hips harder into her ass and driving my cock into her until her clit smashed against the base of my shaft.

"Ohhhhhhh shit. Cum for me honey. Fill me with your fuck juice! Ohhhhh god yes. Gonna cum!" She squealed loudly. "UH FUCK!" she cried suddenly, her body jerking and twitching convulsively over me. I kept stroking quickly, slamming my cock up into her while her climax tried to squeeze and milk my cock. Her tits wiggled and shook in my hands as I slapped into her ass, our bodies making a loud smack with each stroke.

"UHHHHH!" I groaned, letting her tit slip from my mouth as my body went rigid and then jerked, pushing my cock and the first gush of cum up into her.

"YES YES!" she squealed in pleasure. "FUCK YES!" 

"Oh shit!" I grunted as my body continued to buck several more times, finally dissolving into erratic twitches as she sat her weight back down on my thighs and I straightened my legs, panting for breath.

"You know. I think that's the first time in a long long time I didn't fake one. I almost forgot how much fun it can be to really fuck a guy." She said with a huge smile as she looked down on me. "And to think I still have two more dresses to try on. I wonder if you can get a hard on again watching me try 'em on."

"I don't know. But we can sure find out." I answered her, still trying to catch my breath.

"I like that. I'll be sure to tell Amanda that you're willing to go out of your way to fulfill all her customer's needs!" She said with a giggle.

"Yeah, well some methods are a bit more pleasant than others. I have a serious question though. Do you sometimes get tired of all the sex?"

She sat on me and looked thoughtful for several minutes. "Here is what I would tell you. Have sex when you want to and when it is fun. Don't have it because it's expected or even demanded, and it should never get old. It's only when you have to put out when you don't want to that it gets old." She said quietly. "I guess that's why my husband and I don't fuck any more. He's directed all my movies but he also samples all the talent now, so there isn't much of a spark there anymore between us."

"I'm sorry." I said honestly. "I kind of forgot that it was misses not miss."

"Oh you don't have be sorry. As far as good sex, this is the best I've had in years. Yeah there are bigger cocks, longer, fatter, whatever. You may not be the top two percent in size, but you're definitely well up in the top half. But more importantly, you enjoy what you're doing and trying to make me feel, hell, any woman that you fuck I suppose. It's refreshing and most women would go gaga to have a man treat their body like you do. It's easy to see you're not just a wham bam fuck and I'm done guy. You spent more energy on pleasing my body than you did your own. THAT's what makes you one fucking great lover."

"Um...Okay." I answered, my cheeks a bit flushed at the rather long winded compliment. 

"Look at you blushing. You really are a sweetie. If I wasn't married I might even be tempted to ask you out and see what you could do with a whole night to play."

"Get very worn out trying to satisfy you I imagine." I answered quietly. "So do you have two more dresses to try on?"

"I do! And the last one you're really going to enjoy!" She said pushing herself up off my chest and climbing up from the bench. "Look at me, cum leaking down my leg. Wonder how long it's been since that happened?"

"Don't you get a lot in you?" I asked as I sat up and swiveled around to sit on the bench.

"Not much. My husband prefers that they shoot all over so the viewer can see it. It's been years since a guy really put a load in me." she said, using her panties as a rag to wipe the trickle of cum from her leg and stocking. "I might just have to go use Amanda's shower at this rate."

"I'm sure Amanda wouldn't mind." I answered.

"She might if I do what I want and invite you in with me."

"She might." I agreed with a chuckle. "So. Dresses?"

"Oh yeah." She said with a grin, lifting a foot and setting it on the bench next to me. "Wanna take these off first?"

"Sure." I said with a shrug, reaching up to the thigh in front of me and slowly rolling the stocking down her leg, my fingers stroking her leg over and over as I worked the stocking down to her foot and then off. 

"Mmmmmm such nice hands." She cooed as she switched legs and planted her left foot in between my legs, her toes ticking my balls as I began to stroke her stocking down her leg. "I can tell you're enjoying that."

"I am actually." I answered, stroking my hand up the back of her calf after pulling the stocking from her foot.

"So am I." She said softly, leaning in a bit farther to allow me to stroke my fingers up the back of her thigh and then back down the inside, my fingers gently dimpling her creamy soft skin. "Ohhhhhh. Damn!" she said with a shudder. "You keep that up and I'm not going to even try on those other dresses. I'll just attack you right here!"

"Well, we better get them tried on then." I said as I pulled my hands away.

I sat and watched as she tried on a very modest dress, or at least modest for what I would expect her to wear. The black satin material hugged her curves from where it looped over her shoulders, down the deep V between her large soft breasts and then down over her ass almost to her knee. She made several turns between the mirrors to examine the lay of the dress, hefting her breasts to see how it would look when she actually had a bra on. Satisfied, she had me unzip her and slipped out of the black dress, replacing it on the hanger and then the rack.

"Now, this one I'm going to make you turn your back for. I'd like it to be a bit of a surprise!" She said cheerfully. 

"If you insist." I said, getting up and stepping to the end of the bench and sitting down facing away from her. 

"Oh good." She said as the hangers clinked. I could hear the rustling of cloth for several minutes before I heard the clip-clop of her heels as she walked toward the mirrored stage. "Oh this is perfect." I heard her say. "You can look now!"

I got up and turned to look down the length of the bench and was shocked at the sight. She stood on the stage, the six mirrors reflecting all different angles of her and the ankle length powder blue gown she wore that covered her from the ruffled neckline all the way to a delicate looking lace hem that brushed her ankles as she stood in her black high heels. She slowly turned for me, the material appearing to be multiple layers of some kind of sheer mesh that seemed to align for brief moments, exposing the briefest glimpses of her profile, but not enough to make out any detail. The effect was extremely stunning. The gown appeared to be secured down the front from her neck to her waist with delicate little white bows that stood out in stark contrast from the powder blue. 

She stepped down off the stage, her leg, from her thigh down to her high heel, exposed between the gaping front of the gown, that sexy exposed leg encased in a powder blue thigh high stocking that seemed to perfectly match the gown. Only a small bit of creamy thigh showed between the stockings ruffled top before disappearing under the gown. The view of her leg was ever so short as she stepped down off the stage with her other leg, letting the gown close back around her again.

Her face broke into a huge toothy smile as she slowly walked toward me, each leg sticking out of the gown briefly as she stepped one foot across the other, swinging her hips and making the dress swish and sway, periodically exposing the sexy profile of her legs. 

"Damn." I muttered as she grew closer step by sexy step. 

"You like?" She said as she stepped right up to me and slipped her hands round my neck. She leaned her face toward mine and gently pressed her lips to mine sucking my lower lip and using her soft lips to tug it gently. "Now how about pulling all those little ties?" She whispered.

"Oh these?" I asked, reaching up and tugging on one of the little white bows. 

"Uh huh. But you can't use your hands." She whispered with a wink.

"I see." I answered, squatting down so my face was even with her waist, and reached out to tug the little bow with my teeth, pulling until the little strings had separated and were free of each other. The slit up the front of the sexy gown separated a little more as I let go of the sting I had and moved up to the next higher satiny bow. I again tugged on the bow and gently pulled, pulling the gap apart a bit more and exposing sexy powder blue lace encasing her body. I continued to work my way up her body, pulling the bows that held the gown snugly across her huge tits, to reveal that they too were encased in lace, her nipples and areola peaking through the tiny gaps of the delicate lace pattern.

"Hmmmmmm. I like this." She murmured as I worked my way up to the last bow holding the gown together, tied snuggly around her neck. I felt her hand grasp my already hard cock as I kissed her neck under her chin before using my lips to gather the last satin string and tug it. "Mmmmm yesssss." She hissed softly as I let my hands slide up her arms to her shoulders and gently push the gown off. She let go of my cock and wiggled her arms slightly allowing the sleeves to slide the rest of the way off her arms and hands. With her hands free, she reached back for my cock with both hands and gently stroked it. 

"Now what?" I asked quietly, reaching my face to hers and gently kissing her cheek. 

"This is a very special outfit. Now you have to find the secret to getting the part out that you want out." She whispered.

"And what if I want more than one part out?"

"In that case, you can take off as much as you want." She breathed heavily as I kissed her neck softly. "You can take me any way you want, as much as you want." She whispered as I kissed down her neck a bit lower, working my way around to the tops of her huge tits, their creamy white skin exposed above the top of the strapless bra type top encasing them. "God damn you know how to turn a woman on."

"Glad you approve." I whispered back between soft kisses. I slowly worked my kisses back and forth across her chest while my hands gently stroked up and down her body, searching for clasps or zippers on the back, neither of which I was finding. I slid my hands around her sides, running my hands up and down her body, causing her to wiggle a little and giggle. 

"That tickles." She whispered breathlessly. "But I like it."

I smiled to myself and then continued kissing while my hands explored up the front of her outfit. I finally had to pull my face away from her huge chest to look at her outfit and really examine it. "Ahhhhh I see it." I said with a smile. Reaching up to the tiny bow at the junction of the two cups holding her big tits in. I untied the bow and then let my fingers slide down to her waist where there was a single loop of satin ribbon. I gently tugged the ribbon and like a tiny snake wiggling back and forth, the ribbon unthreaded itself from the series of tiny satin loops up the front, crisscrossing like shoe laces. As I pulled the ribbon the ends disappeared from loop after loop, allowing the blue lace to separate inch by inch, exposing more and more of her cleavage until the last of the ribbon pulled from the loops near her belly button and the lace separated and fell from her body. 

Her huge tits drooped down, hanging over another wrap of blue lace that tucked right up under both breasts and extended down to her flared out hips. "Now this is going to take a bit more examination." I said with a grin, looking at the lace panties that seemed to disappear up under the lace around her waist. 

"Here, let me help you get a better look." She said huskily, turning to face the bench and bending over, her legs straight and separated slightly. Her lace covered pussy pushed out from between her legs, her lips peaking at me from between the gaps in the lace. I had expected to find a snap crotch, but was surprised to not find that at all. The only thing I could find were two small bows, one on each hip, that I had thought were decorative. I reached for each bow and gently tugged, untying the bow and like the front of her bra, pulled the satin ribbon from a series of loops that let her lace panties separate much like a string bikini bottom. 

"Much better." She said, wiggling her ass slowly side to side. "Now what would a man with a hard dick do if he saw me standing like this?"

"He's probably do this." I said, stepping up behind her and pressing my engorged mushroom head against her wet lips. 




A Techies Wonderland Ch. 05



"OHHHHHH FUCK YEAH!" She moaned loudly as I pushed into her, feeding my cock into her pussy inch by inch. 

"Geez." I groaned as my hips pressed against her ass. 

"I have an idea." She said, standing up and pulling off my cock. "I know you love to see my tits. I bet you'll love this!"

"What's that?" I asked as she took my hand and pulled me the length of the bench until she was at the little stage. She reached down under the bench and picked up a little padded foot stool. She stepped into the stage with the stool and bent over, leaning her weight on the stool, her tits hanging down below like huge utters, her reflection showing at all angles. I stepped onto the stage as she looked back at me expectantly and saw the two of us from half a dozen angles, including her huge sexy tits swinging slightly as she wiggled her ass to entice me to push back in her. 

"Now fuck me. Fuck me hard lover. I want to feel you slapping against my ass and driving that fantastic cock deep into me."

"You do, do you?" I asked as I pressed my cock to her lips and started pushing it into her.

"Yeah. Fuck me. Fuck me until I cum all over that fantastic cock. Fuck me until you explode inside me!" She practically begged. "I know I've been fucked in every hole and every position imaginable, but I want you to fuck me like no one else does. I want you to fuck me like you WANT to fuck me!"

"Right now I do want to fuck you. I want to feel you climax around my cock and watch your sexy tits swinging as I bang into your hot ass." I grunted as I started sliding in and out of her hot pussy, my hips slapping her ass and making those huge tits swing wildly below her. The mirrors gave me so many angles, letting me see her tits like I've never had a chance to see any before. Each slap of my hips into her ass made little shock waves expand down her tits as they swung like pendulums in time with my strokes. 

"Oh fuck!" She moaned. "Even if you didn't mean it you knew exactly what I needed to hear." She moaned as she held onto the foot stool to keep her head from smacking into the mirror. 

"I did mean it." I panted as I pounded into her.

"OH fuck yes! Fuck me! Give it all to me! God I want you to make me cum with your cock! I want to feel your cock pump all its juices into me when you cum in my pussy!" She moaned loudly as I ploughed into her time after time.

"That's gonna happen soon." I told her breathlessly. 

"Good. Don't wait for me. If you're ready just cum. Give me all your fuck juice!"

"Soon." I grunted, changing my strokes so that I was squatting a little with each stroke out, making my head slide along the top and bottom of her tunnel alternately. 

"Oh shit that feels good. That's gonna make me cum if you keep doing that!"

"That's the idea." I grunted, the increased sensations also having the same effect on me. "But I don't know how long I can do it."

"Oh god. You won't have to do it much longer!" She squeaked, her legs and arms starting to tremble. "I'mmmmmmm Cooooommmmmiiiiinnnnnggggg!" She squealed at least two octaves higher than her normal voice. "SHIT SHIT SHIT!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as her whole body dissolved into tremors. 

Her squeezing pussy pushed my own climax over the top and my body suddenly jerked, smacking my hips into her ass and my cock deep into her pussy as it gushed a huge shot of cum into her. Time and again my body jerked, filling her with every last drop of cum my body seemed to have left. 

When my body stopped jerking and spasming, she stood herself up, arching her back and trying to keep my cock inside herself while she reached back to pull my head toward hers.

"Thank you." She whispered ever so quietly. 

I reached around her and cupped both huge tits, gently playing with her nipples with my thumbs as we stood there, both of us panting for breath.

"You're welcome." I answered almost as quietly.

"You know. I think this is the most caring sensual sex I've had in a very long time. I'm glad you were here to share."

"I am too. I really enjoyed it. I never would have thought I'd ever meet you, let alone undress and screw you." I said as my cock slipped from her pussy. Feeling me come free she slowly turned in my arms and wrapped her arms around me pulling her chest tight to mine. 

"Well. All you have to ever do is call, and I'll come and let you undress me. In fact, I'll have Amanda make me a few outfits just so you can take them off of me."

"I'll be happy to undress you anytime you want." I said with a chuckle. "But right now we've been trying your dresses on for almost an hour. I'm surprised the girls aren't peeking into the room to see what I'm up to."

"They wouldn't dare!" She said with a grin. 

"Yeah, they would. Especially after the football thing."

"Oh do tell. Just what did you do?" She asked with a grin. 

"I kind of ended up having sex in front of them."

"Oh you exhibitionist! Who did you do?"

"Elaine." 

"Elaine? The little irish girl? Damn! You must have really filled her with that cock of yours!"

"A bit." I chuckled. "I guess I felt a bit like you do when you're on screen."

"Well. I'm sure she enjoyed everything you gave her." She said, sliding her arms off of me and turning around. "Would you undo me?"

"Sure I answered, reaching for the line of little hooks that held the remainder of her outfit on her body. With the last of the hooks undone I pulled the lace off of her leaving her in nothing but her blue stockings and her high heels. She took my hand and led me down off the platform and across the floor to where her original clothes were laying on the bench. She sat down and held one leg out to me. 

"Would you be so kind?" She asked.

"I think you just like me touching you." I joked as I rolled her blue stocking down her leg.

"And what's wrong with that?" She asked with a grin.

"Not a thing." I answered as I rolled the second stocking off her leg.

Naked again we both began to sort out our clothes, which we had left strewn around. Part of me was going to be disappointed to see her cover up her sexy body. 

"You know. I really hate to get dressed without taking a shower. I mean I'm a bit sweaty and smell like sex. Do we have a shower I can use?"

"Well, we have a shower in the workout room." I answered.

"Ohhh that's perfect. We can catch a quick shower!" She said, tossing the clothes she was holding back onto the bench. "Where is it?"

"Well, it's down the hall a little ways." I told her.

"Ok. Let's go!"

"Naked?"

"You are so silly. Did you forget that they've already seen you naked?"

"Yeah, I guess they have." I answered with a shake of my head. They may have seen me naked, but that moment of indiscretion has long past and I wasn't sure I was really ready to go running around naked. It didn't look like I was going to have a choice though, at least not if Misty had anything to say about it.

She led me by the hand to the door, and then out into the hallway. "Down here?" She asked, leading me along the surprisingly deserted hallway. Even going past the work cubicles I didn't see anyone, which was both a relief and surprise. 

She led me in through the open door of the workout room and then past the exercise equipment to the shower room, a small tiled room with three individually controlled shower heads, one on each wall. Misty let go of my hand and walked around turning on all three showers, continuing to walk around and adjust the water until it was pleasantly warm under each shower. "Come on!' She called, grabbing both my hands and dragging me around the room, under one after another of the shower heads, the water soaking her blond pony tailed hair. 

"You're crazy!" I called as she drug me around faster and faster, giggling and squealing like a little school girl.

"It's fun!" She squealed a she spun me around under one of the shower head and wrapped her arms around my neck. "Come on. Don't be a stick in the mud!"

"Ok." I answered, reaching out to a shelf that was mounted to the wall near the shower head we were under, grabbing a bottle of body wash that was on it. I didn't know which of the ladies it belonged to, but I suspected I was going to be buying her some more before I was done. "You don't want to stink huh. Try this!" I said as I stepped us out of the water and squeezed a stream of soap out of the bottle onto us. 

"OHHHH!" She squealed, wiggling her body around and rubbing her hips and tits against my body, both of us now slickened with soap. She laughed loudly as she wiggled and smashed her slick tits all over my body, squatting down and using her big tits to wrap around my mostly soft cock, washing it with her tits. 

"You are crazy!" I said as she wiggled her way up my body and then turned herself around, rubbing her big ass against my cock. She rocked back and forth, bending over and rubbing her pussy around my soft cock to wash herself. 

"Not in my book. I'm having a real ball!" She giggled as she rubbed against my cock and balls again.

"You keep that up you're going to get me hard again!"

"Ohhhh? Is that a threat or a promise?"

"I don't know if I have another go around in me." I said honestly.

"Tell you what sweetie. If you get a hard on we'll just take it as far as it will go. No expectations, ok?"

"Are you really going to give me a choice?"

"Actually, yes. If you say no, I'll stop right now."

"But be disappointed, right?"

"Uh huh." She said, straightening up and turning around again to rub her tits around my chest, each one supported by her hands so her nipples rubbed against mine.

"Fine. You play with it all you want." I said, giving in.

"Oh goodie!" She squealed, squatting down again to tease my cock with her big tits. She rubbed her soap slickened tits all over my front, working her nipples up and down my shaft and then sliding them up my thighs as she continued standing back up. "You know. I haven't had this much fun in a shower since I was a senior on the high school softball team!"

"Oh? You don't mean to tell me you played with the other girls in the shower, now did you?"

"Me? Oh no. Not back then. Some boy tried to hide in our locker room and spy on us. When we found him we drug him into the showers with us, since we were all naked already anyway, and we stripped him and were teasing him with our titties. I was the brave one and was rubbing my tits all over him like this when he came all over the two of us. He was soooo embarrassed."

"Sounds like you had more fun than he did." I chuckled as she let go of her tits and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling her body against mine again and her face up to mine. 

"Oh I did. But you know what's even more fun?"

"What's that."

"Laying with a man on top of me, his big hard cock inside me and his lips kissing mine. What do you say? Are you up for that?"

Why not? I've done about everything else today." 

"Oh honey. There is so much yet I can teach you, but I'd rather not scare you away. I want you around when I come for my next order of dresses." She said softly as she squatted down, sitting on the tile floor and laying back, dragging me down on top of her somewhat clumsily. She unlooped one arm from around my neck and slipped it between us, finding my cock and deftly aiming it at her pussy. "All you have to do is push." She whispered.

I rocked my hips down, driving my cock slowly into her as she moaned in appreciation. 

"Mmmmmm. I've fucked bigger cocks and longer cocks and much smaller ones than yours, so why is it that yours feels soooo damn good compared to all the others?"

"I have no idea." I answered before she pulled my face down to hers again and sucked my lower lip with hers.

I really couldn't help myself, even though my cock felt worn out I couldn't help myself but to rock my hips and slide in and out of her sopping wet pussy, her soft body under mine feeling so incredible. 

"Mmmmmm just perfect." She whispered as she rocked her hips in time with mine, our combined motion sliding my cock almost completely in and out of her. "I could do this alllll day long."

"I'm not sure I could." 

"Getting a little tired?" She asked, a little concern on her face.

"Let's just say that I've had more sex in the last few days than in the last few years." 

"Ohhhhh I'm sorry. I'm taking advantage of you." She said softly, rolling the two of us over so that I was lying on the tile with her next to me. "Don't go away!" She whispered. 

I watched her get up and go get the bottle of soap we had used earlier and then come back, kneeling down over my legs, facing me. With a grin she squirted soap all over my chest and cock and then began to slowly rub her hands up and down my chest, working them around and teasing my nipples with her fingers. As she worked she extended the path of her hands, up to my neck, her tits brushing my cock as she bent over, and then slowly sliding back down along my sides to my hips. She rolled her hands up around my hips, wrapped around my cock and then stroked it long and slow before sliding all the way down to the base of my shaft and sliding up my body again. 

"Damn that feels good." I answered as she continued her sensual massage. 

"You like huh? Just how much do you like it?"

"A lot." I groaned.

"Mmmmmmmm... I like a lot." She said with a grin, her hands starting another long sensuous trip.

"You keep that up and you're going to have another case like that boy that got more than he expected."

"That's alright. I'd love to see you cum again. Kind of my way of saying thank you for all your attention."

"Ohhhh. I'd have to say you keep doing that you're going to get what you're looking for." I groaned as her hand twisted up and down my shaft.

"Do you like looking at my big tits?" she asked, wiggling them at me while she continued to slowly stroke and twist her hands up and down my shaft.

"Yeah. They are pretty fucking spectacular!" I answered.

"So big and soft and sexy? Hanging here just barely above your hot fat cock?" She said as she lifted herself up on her knees a bit higher and leaned over so her nipples were almost brushing my cock.

"Oh shit." I groaned.

"Go ahead. Play with them. I like having you touch 'em." She encouraged.

I moved my hands from where they rested on her legs and cupped each big tit, letting her hard nipples press into my palms.

"I bet you'd like to play with these all the time, wouldn't you?" She cooed as she continued to stroke my body.

"Mind if I come in?" I heard an unfamiliar female voice ask from the doorway to the shower room.

"Oh shit." I grunted, my hands flying from Misty's tits to try and cover my rock hard cock.

Misty swiveled around to see a young black woman standing nude, leaning against the tile doorway, Her tits almost the same size, yet very different from Misty, her body similar in shape if not a few inches shorter. "Well, hello. And you are?"

"I'm Donna. Celia called me and said you were here and I just had to meet you. I'm the model they use for your dresses." She said padding across the wet floor and holding her hand out toward Misty.

"Um. Well. Hello then." Misty said, reaching out with a soapy hand to shake the one Donna was holding out. "You certainly do have a similar bust size to mine."

"Uh huh. I'm a stripper at one of the clubs and...well...I just had to meet you. I've heard so much about you and seen all your movies." She said, standing awkwardly with her hands clasped in front of her shaved mound. 

"I see... Oh. Christopher, don't let this ruin that wonderful hard on you had." Misty said, looking back down at me and stroking my suddenly softening cock. 

"Well, it is kind of embarrassing." I said over the background noise of the shower heads still running and splashing on the floor around us.

"Well. I know how to fix that." Misty said. "Donna, would you like to join us? I'm sure Christopher would love to feel a second set of huge boobs."

"Well. To be honest, I've been watching for a few minutes and I am kind of turned on." 

"Well, we know what to do for that." She said reaching out for a hand. "Christopher, would you like to play with her pussy while I finish you off?" Misty said, pulling Donna over to us. 

Without waiting for any kind of answer Donna quickly stepped across my head and squatted down, facing Misty and dropping her pussy within inches of my face. Misty tugged my hands away from my cock and lifted them up to Donna's big tits where they hung between us.

Donna reached down between her legs and pulled her pussy lips apart as she dropped her ass down a little farther, bringing her pussy right to my lips. 

A little turned on was a bit of an understatement. Her pussy was practically dripping with her juices and looked like her fingers had been quite busy. Okay so this was a bit of an unusual situation. Here a strange woman was squatting over my head, facing a famous porn star who was stroking my cock and trying to make me cum. Hell, this was almost a porn movie in its own right. All we needed were a few cameras to record the event. But I had to admit, those huge tits in my hands were feeling pretty damn good, not to mention the slow twisting strokes that Misty was applying to my cock. I reached my tongue out and gently stroked it along the spread pussy in front of me, tasting her tangy juices as I drew my tongue from the entrance to her tunnel, along her pubic bone and flicking it across her clit and then closing my lips around it to suck it into my mouth, drawing a sudden squeak of surprise.

"Oh shit! Didn't expect that." Donna cried suddenly. 

I couldn't see Misty's face, but I could tell from her voice that she was smiling as she said, "Yeah, he has been just full of surprises." 

"Ohhhhhh god that feels good." Donna moaned loudly as I licked up and down her pussy, pushing my tongue into her as far as I could before sliding up and flicking several times across her clit. Over and over I stroked her while Misty stroked my cock back to its full proportions, and then continued to twist and stroke me.

"Do you fuck a lot of your clients?" Misty asked Donna.

"No. One or two special ones, but not a lot." Donna moaned back.

"So you have a boyfriend?"

"Uh huh."

"Does he have a big black cock?"

"No, he's from Japan. It's kind of a small cock." She answered.

"I see. That's why you're staring at Christopher's cock so hard. You're not used to such a fat one, are you?"

"No." She answered breathlessly.

"Wanna ride on it?" Misty asked seductively.

Good lord. What was Misty doing? It was bad enough she was inviting this young woman to join us, now she was offering up my cock? I was about to object when Misty said. "Christopher. Trust me, you're going to enjoy this. Come on Donna." Misty said, taking her hands from my cock and standing up. She pulled Donna off my face, had her turn around and then settled her down over my cock aligning my head with her tunnel. 

"Oh shit." I groaned as she sat slowly down on me, my head expanding her tunnel as her weight pushed her sopping pussy down over my shaft.

"Oh god oh god oh god." Donna moaned she wiggled her bulbous butt to work herself farther down. 

"If you want to follow in my shoes you're going to have to learn how to take a big cock." She said as she stood over my head, holding onto Donnas hands. When Donna was sitting fully down on me, her ass resting on my thighs, Misty turned around and bent over at the waist, shuffling her feet back until her ass and pussy were sticking in Donna's face. "Now...Lick my pussy while you ride him. You try to make the two of us cum."

"But I don't..."

"Uh uh. You want into the business you might as well get used to it now. A director won't take no for an answer, so if you can't do this you're not ready for the industry."

"Ok." She said a bit meekly, reaching up to hold Misty's ass and lean her face toward it. 




A Techies Wonderland Ch. 05



"Don't forget to ride his cock!" Misty said as she looked down at me. "So Christopher. How do you like this view?"

I had to admit, this was some view. I had Donna riding up and down my shaft, her tits bouncing and swaying as she did, and I had Misty leaning over me with her tits hanging down toward me, swaying and swinging like pendulums as Donna's face bounced into her ass. Misty gave me a sexy little grin and reached for my hands, pulling them up to her tits. "If this doesn't make you cum again then I'll have to give up."

"I don't think you'll have to give up." I grunted, knowing full well from the sensations that my overused cock was going to perform one more time. 

"Good. Just look at these sexy tits. Watch them. Feel that tight pussy sliding up and down your shaft, trying to milk you. Does she feel good? Can you see her licking my wet pussy and sucking your cum from my hot twat? Ohhhh I see that look on your face. You didn't think about that did you? Yeah, she's licking your cum from me, her tongue digging into my pussy and tasting your salty cum oozing out of me?

"Ohhhhh shit." I groaned loudly, my cock swelling inside her.

"That's it. I can see that look on your face. You're going to cum. Let it happen. Just look at these fantastic tits swinging around and feel her hot tight pussy stroking up and down your shaft. Just think of how her tongue is licking your cum from my pussy as it oozes out to trickle down across my clit and drip down from my pussy. Mmmmmm. She has such a soft tongue, stroking up and down my sopping wet cum filled pussy, flicking my clit and making even more cum for her to lick. Do you want to see me come on her face? Do you want me to squirt all over her face and chest?"

"Awwwww fuck!" I grunted as my body jerked, spewing a shot of cum up into Donna. I heard her cry in surprise as she pulled her face from Misty's pussy.

"Uh uh. Finish me!" Misty cried, one of her hands flashing to her pussy and frantically stroking her clit. I watched her face screw up as my own body bucked, sending several more shots of cum into Donna's pussy. "YES YES!" Misty screamed as her body shuddered and then bucked, her pussy spewing a gush of juices out onto Donna's face and chest. Like a little geyser, Misty's pussy erupted again, spraying Donna with even more of her juices, Donna's whole chest dripping with cum as she bounced wildly on my cock, her tits flying crazily as she leaned back, her hands on my legs, her pussy gliding up and down my shaft at breakneck speed.

Misty turned around and knelt down next to me, reaching a hand out for Donna's pussy and stroking her clit back and forth as fast as she could make her fingers move.

"OH SHIT OH SHIT!" Donna screamed at the top of her lungs as her body suddenly dissolved into jerks and tremors as her orgasm hit her hard. I could feel her pussy clenching around me, trying to squeeze my cock and force any juices left in it into her pussy. "OHHHHHHHHH FUCK!" she screamed as Misty continued to stroke her clit, slowing her motions a little and then finally stopping all together. The three of us sat and lie there, panting for breath for several long seconds. 

"Well. I thought you weren't going to be able to cum again." Misty said with a grin as she looked down at me. "Seems you had more in you than you knew."

"Would seem so." I answered between gasps for air.

"Come on you two. We need a shower and I don't want to miss my plane."

Misty stood up and held her hands out to Donna, who she then helped up off of me. Donna walked unsteadily over to the shower and stood under it, leaning against the wall, her chest still heaving as she watched Misty pull me up and wrap her arms around me.

"Thank you." She whispered before giving me a long sensual wet kiss. She broke the kiss and looped an arm around my waist to guide me to the shower Donna was under. "Okay time to get clean. Any hands anywhere." She said, squeezing the remainder of the bottle of soap around the three of us. 

We spent the next few minutes rubbing the soap into and off our bodies, my hands stroking up and around tits, backs, asses and pussies, even taking a few moments to slip a finger into both of their pussies at the same time.

"Seems like you're having fun with this!" Misty said as she reached for the water. "But I do have to go," she said looking out of the doorway at the clock on the far wall of the workout room. "My plane leaves in less than two and a half hours."

"Yeah, we don't want you to miss that." I answered, reaching out to shut off the water. Misty pulled away and walked around, turning the other two spray heads off before coming back to take my hand. 

"Donna, it's been a pleasure. I hope we get to meet again." She said as she leaned forward and gave her a big hug. 

"Thanks Misty. I'm glad I did get to meet you." Donna said as Misty broke the hug and tugged my hand.

"Come on Christopher, we need to dress." Misty said as she pulled me along. She picked up two towels, handing me one and then carrying the other herself as she led me naked out of the workout room and back down to the dress room. "You know. This has been really nice. I want to thank you." She said as she dried off. "The only problem is that I'm going to have to have Amanda make me a new outfit."

"Yeah I was going to ask about that blue one. Was that for a movie or something?" I asked as I picked up my boxers and pulled them on.

"No, actually that was for my anniversary, but I think I enjoyed sharing it with you a lot more. But I might use it for a movie. If I do you'll know whose cock I'm thinking of!" She said with a grin as she stepped into her jeans and started pulling them up, wiggling her ass at me. 

"Geez. I didn't mean to mess up an anniversary present."

"Oh it's alright. He probably wouldn't have paid any attention anyway." She said as she clipped the bra around her body and started twisting it around. "Last look!" She said with a grin holding the cups of her bra below her tits until I turned and looked. 

"Sweet." I said simply as I watched her cover them up for the last time. "Never thought I'd see those in person." 

"Well, with any luck, you will again." She said, still smiling at me. She gave me a little wink and added, "Next time I'll give you some advanced warning so that you can save up some energy for me."

"Yeah, I might need to do that." I answered her.

We finally finished dressing and collected her dresses, slipping them into a plastic garment bag with the company logo on them. "Unfortunately, I think I'm ready to go." She said with a little pout.

"Well, we don't want you to miss your plane." I told her as I took her by the hand and led her back toward the front offices.

"If I did I bet you'd put me up for the night!" She said with a grin.

"Yeah, but I'd be way too worn out to do you much good tonight."

"Ohhhh I bet I could find a way to entice you to go around one more time. She said, bumping her hip against mine as we walked past my office and toward the front door. She stopped in front of Celia's desk, turned to me and gave me a long wet kiss. "Mmmmm . Yummy! Don't be a stranger Christopher." She said quietly.

"I'll try not to be." I answered equally quietly as she stepped away. I watched her go out the front door and then turned to head back to my office.

"Should I call you yummy or Christopher?" Celia asked quietly as I walked away. I turned my head and glared at her as I made the corner and headed to my office door. I stepped into my office and plopped tiredly into my chair. 

"Geez what a day." I said quietly to myself as I pulled my chair into my desk and wiggled my mouse to see if I could remember where I left off. To my surprise the security camera in the workout room was displayed full screen on my monitor, the camera panned over to look into the shower room where the young lady who had joined us in the shower, still there, squatting under the water of one of the showers, her fingers diving in and out of her pussy.

"Celia!" I practically shouted.

"Yes Christopher?" She called from her desk.

"Come in here please." I shouted back.

I waited several seconds before I heard her high heels clip clopping on the tile floor outside my office door. She stepped part way in and leaned against the doorframe, crossing her arms just under her breasts in the beige blouse. "Yes Yummy Christopher?"

"Just Chris." I said, somewhat annoyed by both her comment and tone.

"I think you should use Christopher. It's much sexier than Chris anyway." She said with an impish grin. "Unless you just prefer Yummy."

"I didn't call you in to debate my name. Why is it my monitor is focused on the shower room in the gym?"

"Oh. I don't know. Maybe you left it there?"

"No. I didn't leave it there. I left it on a program I was working on. Who do you suppose was in my office playing with the cameras?" 

"You think I did it?"

"Yeah, I think you were spying on Misty and me." I answered. "And for that matter, how did that young lady find out Misty was here and that we were in the shower?"

"Ohhh maybe she just showed up?"

"Um....no."

"Why do you think I called her?" She said defensively.

"So someone did call her? Just who would have done that?"

"Well. Maybe Pat did?" 

"Now how would Pat even know Misty was here, let alone.....Celia? Who was in here watching with you?"

"Ummmm....No one?"

"Celia!" I said angrily. 

"Well. You can't blame us can you? I mean we all know you like tits and well...she was going to have to get naked to try on the dresses. We just didn't expect anywhere near the show we got."

"We all? You mean everyone!?" I squeaked. "And just who invited them in here to do that?"

"Well....Maybe I did." She answered meekly. 

"Maybe you did? Is there no privacy around here?"

"Well. Come on. You're the first guy we've had work here and well... you're pretty sexy for an older guy. Besides...It was really fucking hot to watch you!"

"You know, if you were my kid I'd turn you over my knee and wail the tar out of you!" I said angrily.

"You wouldn't dare!" She said defiantly. "Amanda wouldn't ever let you!"

"Amanda's not here!" I said getting up from my seat and stepping around my desk. 

"Now hold on Chris. Let's not do anything rash here!" She said, holding her hands up defensively and backing herself into the hallway.

"Oh, now it's Chris again? What happened to Christopher?" I asked as I stepped out into the hallway after her. 

"No. You wouldn't!" She said backing away until her back was pressed against the far wall of the hallway.

"Oh, Yeah I would. And I'm going to enjoy the hell out of it!" I said as I walked slowly toward her. "How in the hell you thought that inviting all the ladies here to watch what I thought was private...well, I just don't understand. How would you feel being put on display? How would you feel finding out that what you thought was private sex was being televised to people you were going to have to work with? Just how much did you ladies watch?"

"All of it." She whispered so quietly I could barely hear her. 

"All of it? ALL OF IT?" I asked angrily. "Did you sell popcorn too or maybe have a little finger fucking session while you watched?"

"Well, maybe a little." She said, pressing back a little tighter to the wall.

"You sat in my office, watching me on the cameras, fingering yourself? I hope you all had a good orgasm!" I snapped, angry that not only had my office been used to watch, but it had been used as a little sex parlor. "I should take every last one of you over my knee!"

"DON'T! Don't. It was my fault. I thought it would be fun, kind of like watching you and Amanda. But I guess it got out of hand."

"Ok. I'll accept that it's your fault. So what do I do with you, huh? How do I make you understand how violated I feel right now?"

"I don't know Chris." She whispered.

"Well. I sure as hell know how to start!" I said, reaching out and grabbing her wrist. I pulled her toward the front door and her desk, pushing her roughly in front of the large glass window and door that her desk sat looking at. "Strip!" I said sharply.

"Strip? Here?" She asked, looking at the window and few people walking down the street only fifty or so feet across the parking lot from the front windows.

"Here, now!" I demanded.

"Ok." She whispered, slowly moving her hands to her blouse.

"Ok? Just ok? What happened to your fascination with my name?"

"Ok Chris." She said meekly as she unbuttoned her blouse.

"Christopher! From now on I think you should call me Christopher since you like it so much!" I snapped.

"Yes Christopher." She said meekly. 

"Come on. Let's get with it. You didn't have any trouble getting naked in front of all the ladies, so what's the hold up?" 

"Nothing." She said, as she quickly added her lacy bra to where the shirt had dropped on the desk. She reached behind her and unzipped her skirt and let it slide down her legs, stepping out of it and bending over to pick it up. She put the skirt on the desk and then slid the tiny white panties down her legs, stepping out of them. As she dropped them on the pile of clothes it was obvious that the crotch was sopping wet. 

"NO. Leave those...and the shoes." I said as she started to slide the thigh high stockings down her legs. I waited while she pulled the stocking back up in place and then reached over for the pile of clothes. "You won't need these the rest of the day." I said as I pushed them off the desk into the small rectangular trash can. "Now bend over the desk."

"What?"

"Bend over the desk, unless you'd prefer to do this in the parking lot bent over the hood of a car." I said with a completely serious look on my face. 

She looked at me for several moments and then took the final step toward the desk and bent over it, resting her elbows on it to support her weight.

I stepped over behind her and pushed my hip into her bare ass, pushing her thighs against the edge of the desk top. "All the way down. I want your tits on the top."

"Yes Christopher." She answered meekly, reaching out her arms and lowering her breasts to the cold table top. 

"Now. Why would you want to watch me having sex with someone else? That's twice you've done that." I asked as I reared my hand back. As soon as I finished my statement I brought my hand down sharply against her bare cheek, a loud smack resounding through the foyer and hallway. 

"OUCH!" She cried sharply, her hands flying back to cover her bare ass. 

"Hands in front of you! Now Ouch was not the answer I was looking for. Why would you want to watch me have sex with someone?" I asked before landing another hard slap on her other cheek, raising an identical red handprint.

"It makes me cum." She cried loudly. 

"Really? And that means you just have to invite the other ladies to watch too? Does it get them off too?" I asked before landing another loud smack on her ass. 

"Ohhhhhh. No! I like to play with women too!" She cried, her eyes growing red from the punishment her behind was taking. "But only sometimes!"

"So tell me, what else do you get off to that you haven't told me?" I asked before landing a fourth hard slap to her ass.

"Ahhhhh. I like to be watched too!"

"Damn. You are a little kink aren't you? I think I have just the deal for you." I said with a devious little grin, a rather naughty idea coming to mind. "You can either go outside and walk all the way around the plant as naked as you are now, not stopping until at least fifty people have seen you, or you can do whatever I say for the next week. My spanking stops when you give me an answer." I said as I raised my hand. I brought my hand down again, smacking her ass a bit lower and raising another red handprint almost on the back of her thigh.

I didn't give her much time before repeating the swat on her other lower buttock. 

"OH SHIT!" She screamed loudly, tears running down her cheeks now. 

"Well?" I asked before landing yet another swat to her ass.

"I'll do it! Anything you ask me to!" she cried before I could land yet another swat.

"Well. Let's see how well you behave." I said with a grin. 

"Amanda is going to be so pissed at you!" She said pushing herself up from the desk to stand, gently rubbing her hands on her sore ass. 

"I rather doubt that. In fact, I suspect she will have as much fun with this as I think I'm going to. I'm not normally into slavery and the like, but in your case I'll make an exception, just to teach you that not everyone likes being on display." 

She stood silent for several seconds. "Yes Christopher." She said meekly.

"Now if I remember correctly you have a little toy in the desk? Let's have it."

"Yes." She whispered, stepping around the desk to open the lower drawer and pull out a small pink dildo shaped vibrator.

"Ahhh Perfect." I said as I took it from her. I turned the little device on and then looked at her. "Bend over the desk again." I said softly. 

She slowly moved to the desk and bent over, her red ass sticking out again. I stepped behind her while she waited for me to smack her ass again. Instead I rubbed the little dildo up and down her sopping wet pussy, gently pushing it inside her. She moaned softly as the vibrating tool pushed deeper into her. 

"Now. I want you to leave this in the rest of the day, and no, you can't put any clothes on. You can sit at your desk and work just the way you are, if you can sit that is. I want you to turn this on every hour till five after. If I find out you didn't, then tomorrow we'll do it all over again."

She looked over her shoulder at me, waiting patiently to let her move.

"Go fix your makeup now. I hate seeing tear marks on your face."

She pushed herself up from the desk and quickly stepped around behind her, one hand between her legs holding the vibrator inside. She pulled her purse out of the bottom drawer and practically ran down the hall toward the bathroom.

With a smile I walked back to my office and sat down, flicking the camera system to the bathroom. I always wondered why Amanda had a camera in there, now I had a hunch I understood. I watched Celia sit gingerly on the toilet and spread her legs, her hand furiously pumping the vibrator in and out of her pussy. I leaned back and watched for the very few minutes it took for her to climax, her whole body shaking and trembling as she gasped for breath. 

Yeah, this was going to be an interesting week.