0 comments/ 58493 views/ 6 favorites Girls at the Office Ch. 1 By: Diablos It had been a quiet day at the office so far. It wasn't a particularly hectic place on the best of days but with most of the assessors out of the office, it was rare that there was a lot of work to do. As was per usual, Thomas was taking advantage of the quiet day to surf the internet and fill out a few more online application forms. He was getting tired of this place and sick of the staff that he worked around. They were nice enough, most men would appreciate being stuck in an office with twelve young women but when mostly all of them were in long-term relationships and not interested in any extra-curricular fun, it could get very frustrating. Not that Thomas didn't find any of them attractive. No, his was to be the eternal torment of the single horny male: to be surrounded by sexy women but unable to touch any of them. There was someone for everyone in the office. Thomas was a man of various fetishes but he wasn't going to confess them to anybody, let alone the girls he worked with. They'd flip if they knew what got him going. As per usual, all of the women were going out with some ridiculously good looking bloke who earned a packet and had a place bigger than the shoebox that Thomas lived in. Anyone would think that they would be happy, but not according to what he had to hear every day. The main topic of conversation in the office was how insensitive the men in these women's lives were. Every day there would be some transgression of the unwritten Men/Women rules that no man is aware of and it would be what all the girls would talk about for the whole seven hours they were working there. Sometimes they would even ask Thomas of his opinion just to get "a man's point of view". Sometimes their frustrations were justified, other times it was just the girls being ungrateful. On the whole though, the problems lay firmly in the former category and Thomas had come to thinking that the guys in these girls' lives were complete jerks. Most men would kill to be with women like these. Idly, he flicked his gaze over the top of the dividing screen to soak in the view before him. There was Nikki, a petite blonde with the nice arse or Lisa, the thin, pretty girl who wore low cut tops. Sometimes he liked to see Sarah, the raven-haired beauty in Accounts or maybe Melissa, the…. Hang on, what the hell was this? Melissa wasn't smiling. This was a strange thing given that Melissa was one of the cheeriest people in the office. People would joke around with her but she never seemed to come out on the office parties. She had a very refined accent as though she had spent her childhood at private schools. Maybe it was that which made her a little bit distant from the rest of the crowd. But it was unlike her to be sad. As Thomas watched, Lisa went over to talk to her. There was the usual concerned look on the face, the arm round her shoulder and then suddenly she was off! Melissa dashed out of the room, tears springing from her eyes as she ran. Lisa looked amazed. No one had ever seen her act like that before. "What's gotten into her?" asked Thomas as Lisa returned to her seat. "Who knows?" said Lisa, "I just wanted her to check my stats and she ran out. I ought to go check on her." "Leave her," he replied. "She probably just needs a little time on her own." Thomas went back to his computer but wondered inside his head what had upset Melissa so. Maybe he could go help her. She was a pretty girl and he'd often whacked off at night thinking about her. She wasn't a thin girl but to call her fat wouldn't be fair. She was a big girl but nature had blessed her with a set of curves more dangerous than a winding road through a mountain range. Her generous frame supported a wide, shapely backside and a pair of breasts that looked large even on her wide body. Thomas broke out of his fantasy to see his trousers tented out in front of him. Must stop daydreaming he thought to himself and pressed on with his work. He had not been working for more than ten minutes when Mr Dawson came over and asked him to inventory the basement for him. Thomas reluctantly agreed to do so but underneath he was smiling. No one ever went into the basement and he could hang around down there for hours without anyone knowing. He locked up his computer, picked up a clipboard and headed down into the depths of the office block. Twenty minutes later, he had his arms around Melissa. He had found her hiding down there behind a series of old archived files. She had stopped crying but was still quite upset. When he found her, she made as if to leave but he had stopped her, saying that it wasn't right to bottle up her fears, she ought to let it all out. And then she did. And boy was there a lot. Thomas heard about how the guy she was seeing had left her suddenly just as they were about to move in together. How he had cheated on her and then walked out, saying that he needed to be with someone who fitted him, not some overweight elephant. Thomas had been ready to go and find the guy and smack the shit out of him but what Melissa said next blew him away. "I saved myself for him because I thought he was the one," she said. "All the other girls talk about how much sex they've had and how many men they've been with and it makes me mad! I could have been having the best sex of my life and instead I wasted my time with that jerk!" "There's still time," said Thomas, "You're young, sexy. You could pull any guy you fancied in a club." "You're sweet," she said, "but I'm way out of shape. I've gotten fat while I've been seeing him. How could I get someone now?" "Well, to start with, you're not fat. You're just a large woman and there are plenty of guys out there who would go for someone like you. I know, I am one." "Really?" she said, surprised. "Absolutely. I think you look stunning." Melissa smiled. It wasn't her usual smile, but one that was devious and cunning. One that said a new idea had entered her mind and she was going to run with it. "So, saying you were out and you saw someone like me. Would you chat them up?" Her hand moved slowly from where it had rested on his shoulder across the back of his neck. Thomas felt her hand gently touch the sensitive hairs on the back of his neck. He looked into her deep brown eyes. Mischief lay in their depths. "Would you take her home and have sex with her?" His gaze dropped to her heaving chest. She idly brushed her hand across it, making her sigh. "Would you?" Thomas felt his groin throb. It was now or never. "I wouldn't wait till we got home," he replied. "I'd give it to her in the basement of her office block." The grin on Melissa's face spread to a size that threatened to take her head off. Her hand wound its way down Thomas' chest and into his crotch. His dick throbbed at her touch. "Now?" she asked. "Right now" He leaned forward and kissed her full on the lips. She returned the kiss, welcoming his attention. Their lips met, crushing each other, her tongue slipping into his mouth, licking his inner lip. Her hand ground into his crotch, finding the stiff outline of his cock through his trousers. He placed his hand on her huge breast, feeling the hard shape of her erect nipple pressing into his palm. He cupped her breast, the softness moving against him as she writhed in her seat. His other hand slid up her leg, pushing aside the rough cotton skirt as it made it's way towards her most private parts. He felt the meaty fleshiness of her thigh and the warmth emanating from her pussy. "Oh God," She cried, "I want you!" She thrust Thomas back onto a pile of plat-packed boxes and leapt on top of him. He struggled to sit up but her size pinned him down. He had thought that maybe she was just large but her thighs were well muscled and gripped him tightly, preventing him from moving. Kissing him passionately, she fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, ripping it open to expose his bare chest. She rose up and with one swift movement tore her top off, revealing her flushed bosom in a lacy bra. Her struggled upright and she clasped him to her full chest, pressing his face into her soft, warm breasts. Behind her, he tackled the problem of the large clasp on her bra. Unsnapping it, her bra fell off, unleashing her beautiful breasts to the world. Enamoured, Thomas ran his hands over them, feeling their soft surface, gently thumbing the hard nipples. She gripped him tightly and drew his head towards them. "Suck me! Suck my tits!" she pleaded, grasping her breast and forcing the nipple towards his mouth. He didn't need to be asked twice. He took her distended nipple into his mouth and sucked eagerly, her tortured moaning his reward. "Oh God, it feels so good!" she moaned. Thomas ran his tongue over her teat, sucking noisily on her breast. He could feel her weight pressing down on him, her soft belly rubbing gently against his prick. Her boobs were huge and trying to caress all of one at once was too much even for both his hands. Her face was flushed, her eyes closed, lost in ecstasy. He let a stray hand wander up her fleshy thigh, seeking her pussy. She felt him groping his way towards her and looked down at him in shock. "Naughty boy! Wanting to put your finger in me when I've given you my lovely tits to play with!" She pulled him close to her, in between her enormous breasts. He felt their softness close around him, deafening him to the world outside. He tried to breathe but she was cutting off his air supply. What a way to go, he thought to himself as blue spots began to dance in front of his eyes. Suddenly she let go, releasing him from her heavenly prison. He fell back, gasping for breath, his custodian still perched above him, a smiling face soaring between two gigantic boobs. She leant down, her weight crushing him, her tits pressing into his bare chest. She kissed him, wriggling her way down his body, licking his chest and abdomen. "You've sucked me, naughty boy," she said, "now it's my turn to suck you. I felt you pressing your big hard cock into me down there. I want to see what you've got." She undid his belt and thrust her hand inside. A look of amazement appeared on her face. "Well, well, well Thomas, what have we been hiding down here?" She pulled back for a second, enough to rip his trousers and shorts from him. His cock sprang from its confines, large and hard. Melissa tried to grasp it but she could hardly get her hand around it. The length of a large cucumber, its shiny head gleamed at her in invitation. She gripped it with both hands and pulled on it, the foreskin rippling on it as she jacked it back and forth. Thomas' head lolled backwards in joy as she jerked him off. As he looked down, he saw Melissa licking the end of his cock, her small, soft mouth kissing and licking the end as she wanked him. She took the end of his cock into her mouth, sucking the tip, trying to stretch to accommodate all of him. Her eyes met his and a small moment of panic could be seen in hers. He knew she was wondering whether she could get all of him into her mouth. He stroked her face as she continued licking him, encouraging her. Withdrawing her mouth for a second, she opened it as wide as she could and plunged down onto his cock. Thomas roared with ecstasy. He felt himself pass her supple lips and slippery tongue, right back to the moist haven of her throat. He heard her moan with joy as she sucked on him. Looking down, he could see himself slipping back and forth in her mouth, her lips tight around him, her nostrils flaring from trying to breath. She had slipped one hand underneath her skirt and he could see from the motion of her wrist that she was fingering herself frantically. The sight of it alone was getting too much for Thomas. He pulled back suddenly, his cock emerging from her mouth with a wet pop. A thin stream of spit followed, dribbling down Melissa's chin and on to her curvy breasts. Surging with desire, Thomas helped her to her feet then slammed her over, face down onto the packing crates. A look of shock passed her face, wondering what he was going to do to her as she lay there. He just grinned deviously as he grasped her skirt and with one motion ripped it from her body. Underneath her huge bottom shook in a large pair of yellow knickers. He took hold of them and pulled. Her large backside shimmied as her pulled, the stitching giving way and the garment coming off with a loud ripping sound. Below was what he sought. In between her pale buttocks her could see the smooth canal of flesh that was her pussy, framed with a thick patch of dark brown hair. "Do it!" she cried, arching her back. Placing a hand on each round buttock, Thomas pushed his member towards her slick lips. Feeling the head touch her pussy, Melissa moaned in anticipation. She spread her legs a little further, letting Thomas push closer. The top of his cock slipped into her moistness, the tight lips closing over it, holding it in a vice like grip. "Aaaahhh, that's it," she sighed, "Give me more! Give me all of it!" Steadying himself, Thomas applied his weight, feeling himself slip deeper inside of Melissa, her flesh parting to accommodate him. As his length slid into her willing slot, he could feel her muscles stretching and contracting around him, squeezing him tightly. The feeling was indescribable. Melissa pushed into him, letting the last few inches of Thomas' huge cock into her pussy. "Oh, oh, oh! It's too big!" she wailed, "You're so deep in me! Ohhhh!" Letting his cock probe her depths for a few more seconds, Thomas swiftly pulled almost all of himself out of her only to plunge it straight back in hard. "Oooohh!!!" wailed Melissa, feeling him push back inside. She continued to moan as he withdrew again and rushed back in. Breathing heavily, she raised herself up on her elbows, reaching back with one hand to play with herself. As he quickened his rhythmic pounding of Melissa's pussy, Thomas raised his hands to her torso and grasped hold of her tits as they jumped with his motions. They felt so soft as they lay cupped in his hands, the tight little nipples poking into his palms. "Don't stop, don't stop!" she cried as Thomas' dick slid back and forth in her tight little hole. She was working back and forth herself now, her curvaceous body shining with sweat in the basement light. Without warning, she dropped one knee and rolled, her body twisting sideways. As she rolled over, Thomas was forced to shuffle sideways to stay in her. She lay on her back, Thomas' cock still buried in her pussy. She raised both corpulent legs and wrapped her ankles around his neck and dragged him further into her. "Do it!" she begged, "Fuck me with that big cock until I cum!" She grabbed both his arms and pulled on him. Thomas began to move faster, his fucking becoming more frantic as he approached climax. He could see Melissa's curvaceous body beneath him, her thick thighs gripping him in their tight embrace, her wide belly vibrating with his pounding, her huge tits leaping with every thrust. Her face was bright red, her eyes closed and her mouth wide open in pleasure. She was groaning more regularly now, her head tossing with each wave of pleasure as it hit her. Thomas increased the pace, his own desire building, his balls giving the tell tale throbbing he got before he came. Melissa's eyes flew open, her orgasm approaching rapidly. "Oh fuck!" she cried, "Don't stop! I'm there! I'm there! I'm coming! Urrghh!" Melissa's body shuddered as waves of ecstasy shot through her. Thomas could feel her pussy throbbing with the pleasure of the orgasm as it overtook her. He started to tremble as he felt his approach. Melissa's hot body was taking him over the edge. As he felt it coming, Melissa sat upright, pulling his stiff rod from her pussy. "No!" she demanded, "I want to taste it!" Snatching Thomas' cock as it trembled with the impending orgasm, Melissa stuffed its enormous end into her mouth, her tongue slipping around the huge organ as it slid between her lips. She gripped his cock and jerked it back and forth while she noisily sucked at its end. It was too much for Thomas. His balls contracted and he felt the cum shooting up his cock. "Melissa! I'm gonna….!" He yelped but it was too late. Thick white cum shot from his cock, filling Melissa's mouth in seconds. Her eyes flared wide and she began to swallow but he was coming too fast for her to handle. Cum dribbled out of her mouth and spattered over her big tits, a thick white film coating them both. Her throat contracted again and again, sucking his sticky fluid into her stomach. Choking, Melissa took Thomas' cock from her mouth as the last few drops dripped from its end. She looked down at herself, naked and covered in cum then looked back up at the man who two hours ago wouldn't have given the time of day to. "Fuck me," she said, "you cum in buckets you do." "I'm sorry," he said, "I should have warned you beforehand." Melissa smiled as she wiped herself down with some tissue paper she'd found next to the storage cupboard. She ran the tissue over her curvy body, making sure to wipe up every trace of Thomas' cum and her own sweat. "If I remember correctly, there wasn't much time for talk." She kept smiling and reached for her discarded clothes. "Are you going to be ok?" asked Thomas, pulling up his trousers. "I'll be fine," she said. "It's good to know that somebody still wants to fuck me. Especially someone with a big cock!" She grabbed Thomas' groin with one hand, the other pulling him in close. "I'll be wanting to have him in me again real soon!" Thomas' smile expanded another notch. Maybe once he'd got his clothes back on and got back upstairs he'd have to attend to some urgent filing. Like those application forms in the rubbish bin. Girls at the Office Ch. 2 Thomas sat back at his desk again and ran the events of last Monday through his head for the fourteenth time that day. He had been ready to quit when he had found Melissa in the basement crying. Lending a sympathetic ear, he had suddenly found himself underneath her large frame as it bounced up and down on his cock. Ever since then, Melissa had been kind and generous towards him whereas she wouldn't have given him the time of day before. Obviously word had spread as the other girls in the office had begun looking at him furtively over the tops of their cubicles with big grins on their faces. At first Thomas thought they might have been having a joke but their attention seemed genuine enough and soon he found many of them hanging around by his desk, eager to talk to him. Nikki had even taken to sitting on his desk while he typed, her short skirt riding up her legs. As for Melissa, she had taken to calling him sweetie and grabbing his arse when she thought no-one else was looking. While the attention was certainly flattering, Thomas was beginning to suspect some sort of wind up was in action. He wasn't sure what would be involved but knowing the girls, he would end up the butt of the joke as usual. It wasn't until two weeks after shagging Melissa did he find out what they had in mind. "Do you have five minutes to spare Tom?" Thomas turned around on his stool ready to face the next dumb piece of work to be thrust as him. Instead, what was thrust at him was far, far better. Danielle was standing in front of him in an exceptionally tight black top and skirt combination and a cheeky grin. Danielle didn't come to see Tom too often as she was in a different department and their paths hardly ever crossed. Even so, Tom knew who she was. She'd been pointed out to him by Ed, the guy that he had taken the job over from. While passing Customer Affairs, Ed had made sure to point out Danielle and her most outstanding assets. Danielle was a petite lady, small in stature and quiet in voice. However, this only served to make her most prominent features all the more apparent. She sported the biggest pair of breasts Thomas had ever seen on a woman her size. They jutted out from her chest like a pair of basketballs, seeming to swell over the top of whatever low cut top she was wearing. If Tom wasn't an expert on judging the shape and anatomy of the female bust, he would have sworn they were fake. But they sagged a little under the weight and moved in a natural way when she moved her arms. Oh yeah, they were real all right and every guy in the office knew it. "What can I do for you?" asked Thomas, trying very hard not to look down her top. "I have a few boxes that need bringing up here and I wondered if you could give me a hand with them," she replied. "Sure, where are they?" he said. Danielle smiled her cheeky smile and giggled slightly. "The basement," she said, "come on, I'll show you where they are." Tom got up and followed her out of the office, unaware of the frantic whispering going on behind him from all the other girls. ------------------------------------- The basement was deserted of course. Once Tom stepped out of the elevator, he knew something other than manual labour was on the menu. The place was just as he had left it two weeks ago. He hadn't been down here and as far as he could see, neither had anyone else. "What was it you needed a hand with?" he asked as he heard the bolt slide into the lock behind him. "Oh, just some lifting…." Thomas turned around to see Danielle pulling her top over her head, her massive breasts left heaving in a sturdy but lacy bra. She advanced on him, her diminutive stature enhanced by her exposed bust. "All I've heard all week is how you and Mel got it on down here while the rest of us were slaving away upstairs. Well, I'm all for equal opportunities and I think that if you're going to pork one of us, then you're going to have to give the same to us too!" The grin on Thomas' face was threatening to take off the top of his head as Danielle pressed one of her small hands into his crotch, rubbing his rapidly swelling member. "Besides, Mel tells me that you've been hiding a lethal weapon in your trousers and I want to see if she's telling the truth." Danielle fumbled with Tom's belt buckle, her hands eager to get inside. "Not that I don't trust her, but Mel hasn't seen that many and…Jesus Christ!" Tom's massive member flopped out into Danielle's hands, it's length becoming more and more turgid as she held it. Tom sighed in pleasure as Danielle caressed it like some precious artefact. "My God Tom, you're beautiful!" she said, running her hands along it. She kissed the end of it, licking the shiny knob and smiling as she teased it with her lips. "Oh God that's good," moaned Tom as she gently sucked the end of his cock. He held her head in his hands as she started to bob up and down on it. Danielle broke off and stood up again, keeping one hand on his cock. As she rubbed him, he reached towards her heaving bosom, determined to extract her tits from their lacy confinement. "Naughty!" she giggled, slapping his errant hand away. "If you want to play with me, you have to behave. Lie down." Rather than blow his chances, Thomas lay back on the floor as the suddenly giant Danielle stood over him. Straddling his head with her feet, he could see up her skirt, getting a perfect view of her tiny little snatch. He saw her raise her skirt slightly, exposing her creamy white thighs as she squatted down on him, lowering her pussy to his face. He inhaled deeply of her odour, the curly hairs of her cunt tickling his lips. "Now then," she said, kneeling into position, "you're going to eat me and if I like it, you can play with my big boobs afterwards. Meanwhile, I'm going to get to know your cock a little better." And with that, he felt her soft lips envelop his cock once more, the tiny tongue flicking over the end of it and she gently sucked him. Resisting the urge to just lay back in ecstasy, Tom kissed her pussy, his lips meeting hers in a moist kiss. He ran his tongue up her slit, pausing to dart in and out occasionally, gratified to hear her moan against his cock. Moving downwards, he took her clitoris into his mouth, running it around his lips with his tongue, gently applying a sucking motion to it. Danielle wailed, her voice becoming distorted due to having half Tom's cock down her throat. Tom gasped as he felt her mouth vibrate against his member, causing him to blow cool air over her cunt, further heightening her pleasure. As he searched her inner wall with his tongue, she sucked harder on him if only to prevent herself from screaming out loud. Feeling daring, he let one of his fingers explore her anus, feeling its puckered surface against his fingertip and gently exploring its resistance. With a slurp, Danielle removed his cock from her mouth and peered over her shoulder to look at him. "Oooh, that's naughty," she said in a way that just seemed to be egging him on. Ignoring her faux warning, Tom wiggled his finger past her sphincter and into her back passage. He took her clit back into his mouth again and vibrated his tongue against it, an action which made her yelp in surprise and stuff his cock back in her mouth to suppress the noise. Keeping up his ministrations, he became aware that she had started riding back and forth on his tongue, always a good sign. Indeed, once he began simultaneously jabbing his finger in her arse and his tongue in her pussy, her thighs started to tremble and her pussy let forth a gush of fluid. A low growling sound came from her throat as she came, jamming as much of his cock into her mouth as possible. Getting up off of him, Danielle stripped off the rest of her clothes as Tom got to his feet and did likewise. Once Danielle's boobs were free from her bra, Tom gasped at their true size and shape. Women's clothes can be so unflattering, he thought as he advanced on her again. She grabbed him by his cock and led him over to one of the packing crates. "Fuck playing," she said, "I want that inhuman cock inside of me right now!" She bent over the crate and thrust her arse at him. "Stick that thing up me Tom, stretch my pussy with it and make me cum!" Needing no further encouragement, Tom grabbed her by the buttocks and positioned his member against her hot cunt. Her pussy appeared tiny in comparison and he wondered whether he was going to hurt her when she reached around and spread her pussy lips for him. "Come on Tom, stop fucking about and jam it up me!" she wailed. Taking the bull by the horns, Tom pushed his cock into her hole, the flesh surrounding it stretching to accommodate. "Ooooh!" she wailed as the first few inches of his massive length disappeared into her body. "More! More! Put it all in!" Repositioning himself to get more leverage, Tom started to slide his dick into her. Her pussy was just like the rest of her, small but surprisingly flexible. He felt her slick walls sucking at him as he slipped inch after inch into her increasingly tight hole. Once he was all the way in, he grabbed her shoulders and began to mercilessly pound in and out of her. With nothing to stifle her moans, Danielle began to grunt like a wild animal, spouting obscenities as Tom shafted her. "Oh fuck me Tom! Split my pussy open with your big cock! Does my cunt feel good Tom? Is it nice and tight!?" She started wriggling as he thrust, her pussy lips closing further around his cock, sucking at it. She raised herself up on her hands, groping at her chest. "Play with my big tits Tom. Make me cum!" Thomas took a breast in each hand as he thrust into her, her large nipples filling his palms, their distended points rubbing against him as he pushed in and out of her. Her tits were so big he could barely hold onto them. With every thrust they jumped out of his hands, forcing him to squeeze them as he fucked her. Gripping onto her nipples, Danielle gave an agonised squeak then began working her butt back and forth, fucking in the rhythm that Tom had started. She began grunting again, but this time it gained in pitch as Tom shafted her. As he plunged his cock in and out of her tight hole, she whined higher and higher until she could hardly be heard. Shuddering in delight, Danielle squealed as her orgasm overtook her, her tits jiggling as she came. Barely able to stand, Tom caught the weakened Danielle and turned her over on her back. Grabbing both her tits, he stuck his dick in between the two mountainous boobs and began thrusting back and forth again. Danielle was able to hold her tits together for him as he thrust away but her mind was still lost in ecstasy. Tom's thrusts became more insistent as he approached his peak, the end of his cock peaking in and out between Danielle's massive boobs as he hammered away. "Oh God Tom, that was unbelievable…" sighed Danielle as she returned to normality. She looked down to see his dick sticking up between her boobs and bent her head over towards it. "Ooh, looks like someone wants a hand with his tit job," she murmured as she played with her nipples. Barely had she taken Tom's thrusting dick into her mouth as it emerged from between her tits, then he began coming in bucketloads. He held her head against his dick as spurt after spurt shot out of his cock and into her welcoming mouth. Unable to contain it all, Danielle let Tom slip out of her mouth, his member showering her with cum, raining down on her tits like liquid snow and squirting into her face and hair. As Tom came down from his orgasm, he stepped back to see Danielle drenched from his cum. Her hair was wet and her enormous boobs covered. But as she wiped the cum from her face, she looked up at him with the same mischievous grin. "Well, from now on I know to take Mel at her word," she said. "You free to give me a hand moving some things again next Friday?" Tom's smile attempted to reach his ears... Girls at the Office Ch. 3 It was Wednesday morning and Thomas was back at his desk for the first time in five days. Saturday had been any normal day for him but that night he had run into Danielle out on the town and had been dragged back to her place not to see daylight again until Tuesday morning. They'd spent the entire time either eating or fucking and the whole experience had left him drained. Neither of them had bothered calling in sick on Monday but Thomas had done so Tuesday simply because he needed sleep and badly! Most of Tuesday he had spent in bed recovering. After 14 hours sleep, he finally felt ready to face work again. He had stumbled into work ten minutes early and apologised to his boss for not being in on Monday. He made some bullshit excuse about a 48 hour bug and the boss had believed him! Maybe he was a better liar than he thought he was. He'd gone to his desk and started to plough through the work that had accumulated there in his absence. No-one had said anything until a voice distracted him from his work. "Well Tiger, seems you had a rough weekend!" Thomas looked up to see Melissa leaning over his partition. She had deliberately positioned herself so her big tits hung over the top of it, threatening to explode out of her sweater. "Hi there gorgeous," said Thomas, glad that a friendly face was the first to greet him. "How are you?" "Pretty good thanks," she replied, "but I do need some help later on. In the basement?" Thomas couldn't believe his luck. Melissa had flirted with him ever since the incident in the basement but they hadn't had sex since then. Obviously with all the attention that he'd been paying to Danielle, she had got a little jealous and more than a little bit horny. Looks like he was up to bat again. "I think I can squeeze that into my schedule," he smiled. "Great!" she squealed. "I'll be down there in fifteen minutes. Don't forget about me!" She gave a sweet little wave than disappeared back to her desk to prepare for her imminent pounding. Thomas just smiled. He was the luckiest man on earth at this moment. He had two women who wanted nothing more than to shag him senseless. What could possibly go wrong? The screensaver on his computer abruptly bleeped to an end with his mail system informing him that he had mail. Idly he clicked to open it. ................................ Thomas, I understand that you were not in work either Monday or Tuesday. I expect you have brought in a doctor's certificate as per company policy. Please come and see me immediately. Anne, Human Resources. ................................ Tom's heart sank. The company was notoriously rigid on its sick leave policy. He may have been able to fob off his boss with a dubious story but Human Resources were a different matter. His bubble well and truly burst, Thomas got up and headed up to see the dreaded personnel officer. ******* Thomas had only met Anne a couple of times. The first had been when he had first joined the company a year ago and had his customary tour around the building followed by a debriefing of company procedures, Dullsville the entire two hours. The second time had been at the office Christmas party when they'd played "Pin the Tail On The Donkey" while pissed and Tom had staggered into her and grabbed her boobs by accident. Even though it had been a passing grope, her nipples had stood straight to attention like tent pegs. A swift apology later and the whole incident had become history. The first time she had been all business but the accidental groping had been on a more social occasion and she'd been quite understanding about the whole situation. However, he knew that today groping was probably not on the menu. Anne sat behind her desk in a sensible black dress. She was in her twenties yet still had the eyes of an eighteen-year old. She was definitely a larger size of woman but still curvaceous enough to make heads turn when she passed. Plus, she had a gleam in her eye and a wicked smile that just seemed to invite trouble. Her infectious laugh made it impossible not to like her. "So there's no note," she re-iterated. She hadn't been horrible to him yet but he could see it coming. "No," he replied, "Like I said, I was unable to move from the bed for two days." He knew that in some respect, that wasn't too far from the truth. Anne sat back in her chair and folded her fingers in front of her. "My problem Thomas, is that I don't believe you. You see, I spoke to Danielle Young yesterday morning. She claimed that the pair of you had both contracted flu and wouldn't be in. Given that you've just told me the illness was more D & V than flu, I'm inclined to think you're not telling the truth." Thomas said nothing. What was there to say? He'd been found out. Goodbye working with sexy women, hello dole queue. His silence was seen as an admission of guilt by Anne. "Do you know the company's rules on fraternising with staff?" she asked. "It strictly forbids any ongoing relations between work colleagues as it just leads to slackness and loss of productivity." Thomas tried not to display any emotion. She had no proof that he and Danielle had been sleeping together but if she went on to tell his boss, he could lose his pay rise for the year or even his job if she felt like pushing for it and he really didn't want that. His rent was getting tighter and living in the city was becoming increasingly expensive. Thomas began to fear for his job. "Anyway, I think it's all bullshit." Thomas looked up from his reverie. Anne was leaning forward again, her top displaying a large cleavage of milky white skin. Above it, she was smiling again and Tom could detect a faint gleam of naughtiness in her eyes. "Pardon?" he asked. "I think the company's policy sucks," she continued, "if two people get on in work there's no reason not to socialise together, even if you do end up dating." "Danielle and I aren't dating," said Thomas. He noted that Anne's smile slid up another notch. "Even so, we're all human and we like company don't we?" Underneath the table, Anne slid her foot out of her shoe and gently rubbed Thomas' leg with it. Tom felt her slide her foot up him and met her eyes. Both of them understood what was going on. "It's like me, I tend to get a bad back quite often and when you live on your own it's hard to get someone to massage it for you. I think I would like to trust my workmates enough to help me out, wouldn't you?" She held his gaze as she ran her foot up and down his leg. "Yeah, I can understand that," replied Thomas, getting out of his seat. "We all need a little relaxing every now and then." "Precisely," said Anne. Tom had come to stand behind her and place his warm hands on her shoulders. He began to press on the flesh, rubbing it slowly. Anne purred in pleasure. "We should trust each other more...." "I couldn't agree more," Tom answered. He kneaded her soft flesh through her top, running his hands down her spine, pressing into her skin. As he scraped his fingers over her lower back, Anne closed her eyes and grinned like a madman. Tom returned his hands to her shoulders and began to caress the skin around her neck, leaning in to gently kiss the naked flesh at the nape. Anne shuddered as he did this, her own hands softly rubbing her nipples through her clothing. She took hold of her top and pulled the neckline wide. "We all have needs..." she sighed. Top looked down her top from behind her and plunged his hands into the inviting white valley beyond. Anne squirmed in her seat as his hands touched her breasts, his gentle fingers sending tremors through her. He cupped her breasts, feeling her nipples burrowing into his palms. She felt behind her for his leg and groped her way up it. She found his cock hard and ready for him, still imprisoned in his trousers. Breaking contact, she swivelled in her chair and grabbed for his belt, tearing it apart and ripping open his trousers. His dick sprang out to meet her and she snatched at is with both hands. Thomas groaned as she pulled at it, even more so when she put it in her mouth and began to suck on its engorged head. She was tearing at her own top now, pulling it off her torso and stripping her bra from her frame. Her breasts weren't enormous but they were both a fair handful, each crowned with a nipple bigger than Thomas had ever seen. It was to these she turned her attention, gathering her boobs in her hands so that she could wrap them around Tom's big cock as it slid in and out of her mouth. "Oh Christ!" he yelped as he felt the softness of her boobs around him. Her tongue danced on the end of his cock as she attempted to stuff as much of his dick in her mouth. "Anne, I'm gonna..." was all he could managed but she knew what was coming. "Good!" she exclaimed and pulled his cock from her mouth. Tom exploded, his member spurting thick bursts of cum over Anne's face and into her mouth. She sucked him some more, getting the most out of it she possibly could as cum dripped down onto her naked breasts. She let a hand drop to her lap, a solitary finger teasing her already throbbing clit to orgasm as she sucked on Toms dick. It was all it took to push her aroused form over the edge. She moaned against Tom's member as wave after wave of pleasure hit her. Her pale skin was flushed suddenly red and for a moment, Tom swore he saw her nipples get even bigger. As the orgasm passed, she took his cock from her mouth and sighed in satisfaction. "Mmm," she exclaimed as she let him go, "I love watching men cum." Tom rubbed her breasts, letting his essence oil her ivory skin. He knelt to take one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking it so hard that she squirmed. He caressed her bosom, from the outside, the underside, her cleavage, from the armpit to her taught nipples. Anne was scraping his cum from her face and feeding it to herself, licking her fingers with delight. "That was great Tom," she said, "Perhaps the two of us could meet up some other time?" She was reaching for her clothes, the session was closed it seemed now she had what she wanted from him. "Oh no," said Tom, "Not so fast. Not till you've I've been inside you." Anne looked down at him from where he was nuzzling her breasts. She made a noise to protest but Tom's hand thrust into her knickers stifled it. He gasped in surprise as he made contact with her completely hairless pussy. "Oh, no Tom, I can't...." was all she could manage in protest as Tom explored her outer folds. He found her inner lips and began gently teasing her entrance as he sucked on her tit. Anne squirmed in her seat as he kissed a path down her belly, licked the areas around her bellybutton and blew warm air up the inside of her thigh. Anne rolled in pleasure but at the same time despaired at her lack of control. She'd made this guy cum all over her in her office but now he wanted to shove that monster dick up her. This wasn't what she had planned at all...but she couldn't move from her seat. Tom had spread her thick thighs and was now kissing her shaven pussy. He inserted one finger into her as he took her clit into his mouth and let his tongue dance over its shiny hood. Another orgasm rocked Anne's frame, causing her belly and boobs to quiver in excitement. She screamed out loud as she came, unaware of where she was anymore. She was lost to Tom's ministrations now, no longer caring where she was. He eased her skirt off her wide hips leaving her totally naked, her pale white form displayed before him. He stood, his cock having regained its strength and standing out in front of him. He ran it's head across her face, pushing at her mouth with it. "Oh Tom, please..." was the limit of her protests before she took him back between her lips, sucking on the enormous member in front of her. He gripped her hair in his hands as her mouth slipped up and down on his organ. Hastily discarding the rest of his clothes, Tom pressed Anne's mouth onto his cock, her supple lips locked around him. Resisting the temptation to cum in her mouth again, her pulled himself away and dragged her to her feet. He pushed her roughly over onto her desk, the pens and paper digging into her soft fleshy body. "Now you're going to feel me," he said, "but first, let's do something about you screaming at orgasm. Let's face it, you'll be doing it a lot." With that, he grabbed a reel of sticky tape from her desk and sealed her mouth shut. Anne wriggled in excitement. She loved being tied up and gagged like this. All he had to do was tie her wrists together and her fantasy was complete. But he left them unbound to her disappointment. He dismay was short lived though as she felt him rub his cock against her pussy lips. "Open wide," he smiled as he pushed his cock into her wet cunt. As his head passed the entrance, she moaned loudly, his swollen member stretching her wide. He pushed into her as she gasped, feeling him fill her up and then some. Her frame trembled and her knees shook. He didn't seem to stop! There was no end to him! Surely she couldn't take anything this size! Just as she thought she was about to burst, Tom slid his entire length into her. Anne was tight but was very, very wet, her juices dribbling from her pussy and down her pale thighs. Once her was sure he was all in, Tom began to slide back and forth in her, his member lubricated by her juices. Anne met his thrusts, her big bottom moving in unison with his motions. He grabbed her back to steady himself as he fucked the tight little hole of this big woman. She felt incredible, her pussy muscles gripping him as he pushed into her. Tom raised her slightly and reached around her torso to grip her breasts as they jiggled back and forth. Her nipples were rock hard and he tweaked them between thumb and forefinger causing her to shudder in pleasure. Clearly Anne's nipples were large and very, very sensitive. Tom spied a couple of bulldog clips on the desk and scooped them up. Anne wasn't aware of them until he had clamped them onto her nipples, the cold metal pinching her rigid flesh into points. Anne went wild. She bucked and thrashed in ecstasy as the clips bit into her tits. Her motions forced them off of the desk and onto the floor where she laid on her back and spread her legs, inviting him to enter her once more. Tom needed no such invitation and slammed straight back into her, his big dick thrusting into her depths. He gripped both her wrists and held her to the floor, his forcefulness clearly turning her on even more than just simple fucking. The tape on her mouth was still tight and he could hear her breathing hard against it. As he felt his orgasm nearing, he looked down to see her form beneath him, her belly pressed up against him and her tits jiggling excitedly from every thrust, nipples still held captive by the clips. Her panting became more and more laboured and he knew she was due for another orgasm. Holding off for a few more seconds, he saw her eyes roll back in her head as electric bolts of pleasure shot through her. She shuddered beneath him, her white skin once again regaining its rosiness over her chest and neck. Anne groaned against the tape, the lack of release just turning her joy back in upon herself. She could feel her pussy shuddering as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed down upon her. As the last ebbs of her orgasm throbbed from her, Thomas tore the tape from her mouth, allowing her to take in huge gulps of air. She moaned as she came down from the high only to feel Tom pick up his pace suddenly. Aware of his impending climax, she squeezed her pussy tight, the muscles gripping him, holding him. "Cum for me baby," she encouraged as she felt his cock twitch inside her. It was all he needed to hear. With a wet sound, Thomas pulled his cock out of Anne's pussy as he began to squirt forth his juices. He shot his jizz over her naked form, the cum landing on her big belly and tits, even hitting her chin as it spurted forth. Anne grabbed his spasming organ and sat forward, directing it towards her mouth. As the head passed her soft lips, he shot forth a second load, her soft hands massaging his balls as he came in her mouth. She greedily swallowed his load, sucking the last drops from his member as it blew his seed into the back of her throat. Spent, Thomas lay down on top of Anne, his cum making their bodies slide together. He kissed her, tasting his own cum in her mouth. She sighed in pleasure, her pussy still throbbing in aftershock. Thomas gazed into her eyes. She truly was a thing of beauty. The passion in her eyes was reflected in his own. It was the gasp from the door that broke them from their moment of passion. Looking up, they saw Melissa with her back to the closed door, her mouth gaping open. Her legs were wide open and she had one hand clutching at one of her big tits, the other firmly entrenched in her knickers where she was clearly masturbating. "Melissa?" said Tom, slightly embarrassed. "I......snuck in here.....just now.....!" she gasped, her orgasm close. "I came to see...why you weren't down.....stairs and I....!" Melissa's eyes rolled back in her head as her orgasm hit. Her knees quaked and her fat thighs trembled as she sunk both hands into her knickers, her tits shuddering as she came. As her orgasm relented, she looked down at the cum covered pair. Thomas had rolled over slightly and Anne was already playing with his dick again, licking at its end. "You were right Mel," said Anne, "He is fucking huge." "Indeed," said Melissa, sitting down next to Anne, her hand joining Anne's on Tom's cock. "Plenty to go round eh?" Mel took a long suck on his dick then kissed Anne. Tom saw tongues meet between the two as Anne placed her hands on Melissa's tits. It was going to be a long day... Girls at the Office Ch. 4 Thomas had originally gone to a meeting with Anne in Human Resources due to his absence but found himself in slightly more pleasurable circumstances. He had just finished fucking Anne when they had heard a noise and seen Melissa standing there watching them as she played with herself. It looked like it was going to be a long meeting... * * * * * Melissa moaned as she sucked on Tom's fat dick. Partly this was because of having a big dick in her mouth but also because sitting the other side of her was Anne and Anne currently had her hand in Melissa's crotch and was fingering her pussy. Melissa had already grasped hold of Anne's tits and was gently teasing her large nipples to an erect state again as Anne's other hand gently pumped Tom's dick in between Mel's lips. Tom was in a state of ecstasy. Having fucked Anne several times already, he was beginning to doubt his ability to get it up again but Melissa's ministrations were proving to be quite persuasive. Anne was working Mel's pussy, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of the soft flesh working against her finger. Her own pussy was sore from where Tom had squeezed into her but already it was throbbing with the need to cum again. She looked over at where Mel was sucking and decided to take over. Grabbing hold of Melissa's hair, she pulled her off of Tom's dick so that she could kiss her deeply, her tongue delving into Mel's throat. She felt Mel's hand start to work its way down her body as they kissed, tender fingers tracing a pattern over her broad belly on its way to her pussy. "Eat me," she demanded as she broke the kiss, "I want you to eat me." Melissa flashed her a wicked smile then gave Tom's cock a brief suck. "Fine," she replied, "but I want him in me first." Tom watched as Anne spread her legs to allow Melissa go down on her. Anne still had a firm grip on his cock and was pumping it into her mouth to stifle her moans. Tom needed no encouragement from either of them as he watched Melissa flick her tongue at Anne's cunt. Removing his cock from her mouth, Tom knelt down behind Melissa and grasped her firm arse. He ran the head of his cock along her lips, teasing her with it and feeling her wetness. Noticing that she was already slick and ready, he pushed his massive tool into her pussy, spreading wide the engorged cunt lips. Melissa groaned loudly and blew hot air into Anne's cunt as Tom slid inside her. Feeling his prick moving in her, she ran her fingers up and down Anne's cunt and teased her with her tongue. Anne sighed in expectation, both hands grasping her breasts, pulling at the two clips that had been fastened over her nipples. She could feel Mel's tongue as it licked her pussy, sliding into her opening and brushing her clit. She'd always wanted to know what it was like with a woman, many had been the time she had fingered herself to orgasm imagining a girl eating her out. Now it was happening and it felt even better than she had imagined. The sight of Tom pumping in and out of Melissa at the same time just added to the excitement. From the look on his face, he was clearly enjoying it as much as she was. Mel's cunt was wet and easy to penetrate compared to Anne's so Tom was able to hold off his orgasm for a little longer than normal. However, watching her eat out Anne at the same time was driving him insane. Not only had Anne drained him of cum twice in one session, she was now indulging one of his wildest fantasies. She locked eyes with him as he fucked Mel, her face flushed with joy. "Come here and kiss me," she beckoned, tugging hard on her nipples. Tom adjusted his position, entering Mel from a higher angle, one which made her squirm in pleasure. He kissed Anne as she leant forward, her tongue invading his mouth like a snake. He felt her hot breath and knew she was close to orgasm. He gripped Melissa's tits as they swung back and forth, her dainty nipples pressing into his palms. Anne's breathing became heavier and more laboured and he knew Mel must be hitting the mark down there. He was certain when Anne grabbed hold of him, clinging on for dear life and making grunting noises as she kissed him. Her body shuddered as her orgasm took her, squeezing her thighs together as Mel suddenly peaked too, her pussy gripping Tom tightly as it vibrated to the rhythm of her climax. Withdrawing himself from Melissa, Tom took a moment to look at the pair of them. Melissa was still sprawled on the floor, her broad body flushed red with effort. Her big bottom was still as curvy and as fuckable as before, her big tits in perfect proportion to her arse. Anne was propped up against her desk, her thighs spread wide and her shaved pussy clearly moist from her repeated orgasms. Above her broad belly, her boobs were red from where she had been playing with them, no more so than on her big nipples where still one of the bulldog clips hung. Her breathing was returning to normal, her first lesbian orgasm clearly better than some of her conventional ones. Determined to give her an even better one and still not relieved himself, Tom approached her and helped her to stand. "Your turn," he stated and pushed her over onto her desk. The upturned contents of her stationery pots dug into her back as she lay there, her hairless pussy exposed. Without a word of warning, Tom sunk his big dick right into Anne, her lips expanding to accommodate his girth. "Oh God!" she screamed, loud enough to make Tom and Melissa shoot a look at the door in panic. Even though there was hardly anyone in today, they couldn't afford not to be careful. Aware of their circumstances, Anne tried to stifle her groans as Tom pumped away but it was impossible. Obviously dicks made Anne very vocal. "Shut her up!" demanded Tom, looking at Mel. Searching for a gag of some kind, Mel suddenly came up with a better idea. She approached the end of the table where Anne's head hung slightly off. Squatting to meet her, Melissa lowered her pussy to Anne's mouth. "Eat me out Anne," she said. "I know you liked me eating you, now it's your turn. Taste me. Fuck me with your tongue..." Anne could feel the heat from Mel's pussy as her dark haired quim came into view. The smell from her made Anne groan in anticipation, and anticipation met when Mel's lips finally met hers. Kissing the tender folds, still moist from being fucked by Tom, Anne explored Mel's pussy first with her lips, then by her tongue. Above her she could hear Melissa sigh in response, the thin whine becoming a broader groan as Anne licked her clit, running her tongue over the sweet little hole. Feeling Anne's big body squirm under him, Tom looked up to see Melissa smiling broadly at him. She was writhing on Anne's face, the novelty of breaking in a new lesbian lover clearly exciting her more than the ministrations she was receiving from Anne. Her big boobs were swaying back and forth as Mel moved her hips rhythmically, rubbing her throbbing pussy over Anne's face, pushing her clit right up against her tongue. Tom leaned in to suck on one of Mel's gorgeous tits as she worked her way up to her next orgasm. Mel's response was immediate. She grabbed Tom's head and forced it heavily into her heaving chest. "Suck on me!" she begged, "I'm close!" Smiling as he nursed Mel's tit, Tom picked up his pace, Anne's tight little hole pulling his cock, encouraging him to cum. Anne's face was smeared with Mel's juices as she slid back and forth on her. The feeling of Tom's cock pumping away inside her had already triggered a series of minor orgasms as she had been licking Mel but she knew the next one was going to be big. Pinned under Mel's big body and brought face to face with her wet pussy had already brought Anne to the edge of her senses. As both Mel and Tom picked up their pace, she knew that they must be heading towards their climaxes. The thought of Melissa spilling her juices over her made Anne wince in excitement and redouble her efforts on Mel's pussy. It began slowly, rising from Melissa's legs and spreading outwards from her pussy. The tingling feeling of pure joy as it swept over her, rising to an electric peak that shot through her frame, the force of it making her legs shake, her skin flush and her throat gurgle with an obscene howl. Her thighs bucked against Anne's face as she pushed her throbbing pussy onto her tongue, Mel's juices flowing freely from her hole. Grabbing both of Anne's nipples, she twisted hard as Tom continued his onslaught of her cunt. "Cum you fucking bitch," cried Melissa before diving for Anne's pussy where she sucked on her clit, Tom's huge member sliding into the crack in front of her. Anne bucked and rocked under the dual force of tongue and cock, the tidal wave of emotion overwhelming her, a gurgling scream that began in her throat causing her to bury her face in Mel's pussy once more lest the whole office hear her. "Ugh," exclaimed Tom as he felt Anne's orgasm rock through her. Her cunt had tightened up even more as she came, squeezing the life out of his cock. He felt his cock start to tingle, the familiar feeling in his balls that precursored every orgasm. Mel saw his dick twitch and grabbed him. "Not there!" she gasped, "here!" indicating her mouth. As his orgasm hit, Tom wrenched his cock from Anne's throbbing pussy and stuck it straight into Melissa's waiting mouth. Pumping a huge load of cum straight down her throat, Tom's dick spasmed and jerked, Mel sucking his load into her gullet. Unable to swallow it all at once, cum dribbled from Mel's mouth as she sat up, Tom still spurting his seed over Anne's broad belly. Mel kissed Anne deeply, the cum flowing between their mouths as they kissed until all was swallowed. The pair of them looked up at Tom as he stood over their cum soaked forms. For what seemed like ages, none of them could speak. "Do you still need that form?" asked Tom, the absent doctor's form being the only thing he could think of. Anne sat up and looked down at the rivulets of cum as they dribbled off her belly. "I think you've given me enough already today Tom," she said, giggling. Mel hugged her as they both laid there. "You're not bad for a beginner," said Mel. "I'll have to see how good you are in private some time." Anne just smiled.