5 comments/ 59625 views/ 47 favorites Office Affairs Pt. 01 By: SteelDrive THE BEGINNING It's mine and my wife's last year in college and, hopefully, this is the last part-time job that I'll have before graduation. It's a smaller company with not too many employees. My name's Greg and I do web design work and, while it's pretty boring, I get paid pretty good for a part time job. Since starting, I've gotten along pretty well with the 8 people that work here. I came in today and got started on my work. I was pretty tired from being up late the night before. Across from my desk, in front of me, was the hottest woman in the office, Trista. I don't normal ogle anyone other than my wife, but my energy level was affecting my reasoning abilities. Trista is only a few years older than me at 27 compared to my 22. She looks sort of like a rocker. With dark, horn rimmed, glasses she might have seemed like a hipster a first glance, but after engaging with her, she definitely didn't talk like she was pretentious or anything. It's a pretty casual office, so the button-ups she wears are usually buttoned down a few notches. This presents an issue for a married man like myself, since her large and perky breasts press outward presenting a fair amount of cleavage. Today was no exception, as she wore a white button-up blouse and the capris she was wearing hugged her tight little ass like nothing else. I would peer over as she would occasionally lean down over her desk, exposing the tops of her luscious breasts. She had her sleek black hair pulled back into a pony tail and twirled it around next to her head every once and a while. "How was the concert you saw over the weekend?" I asked, trying to make some small talk. "It was great," she said. "It was totally free entrance and the people there weren't totally out of control. Everyone was pretty chill for how much alcohol there was and everything." "Sounds like a fun time," I smiled at her as I remarked. She smiled back and winked at me. What did that mean? I thought to myself. Could that be something sexual, or just a friendly wink? Oh God, there's no way I could resist trying to find out. I needed to know, if only just to stroke my ego. At lunch, I went into the break room and she was there. She was turned away from me, so she must not have seen me come in. I saw from behind she reached into her shirt and adjusted her bra. She was looking down at her chest at something, but I couldn't tell from behind. Her ass in those capris looked so amazing, I quickly got out my phone. I took a picture of her ass, then quickly put it away. I stepped loudly on the floor so she would know I was in the room. She turned around, alarmed, and I saw what she was looking at. Her shirt was soaked in water and I could now see her bra through her shirt. Along with that she had unbuttoned a few more buttons to get the water that had gone down her blouse. "You'll have to excuse me, I'm a mess right now," she said, perhaps not realizing I could see through her shirt and a little more of her chest. "Do you think you could get me some more paper towels from the supply closet? I don't want to have to walk through the office like this and have everyone see how clumsy I am." I laughed and said jokingly, "Oh I suppose I could do it for a price." She moved her hand to her blouse buttons, smiling as she did it, "I think I might be able to arrange something like that." Instantly, I felt my eyes widen and cock start to harden. She must have seen my reaction, because her smile grew wider. I didn't know what to say, since she knew I was married. All I could say was, "Well since you're the one who needs something, it should be you who proposes the deal." "Well... I'll take my shirt off for you if you go get me something to dry off with. Don't worry, it's not like we're even doing anything." "Where will you take it off for me at? What if someone comes in?" I asked. I was nervous; I could get in serious trouble for this. "I guess you'd better hurry, then." With that, I decided to do it. The thought of seeing Trista strip her shirt for me was too good to pass up. It's not like I'd be doing anything, just doing her a favor and sticking around for a second to make sure she gets all dry. I walked briskly there and back, retrieving a roll of towels. I quickly came back in the break room, then panicked when she wasn't where I left her. Suddenly the door shut behind me and she emerged from behind where the door had been open. "Sorry, I didn't want to just be standing in the open if someone were to come in," she smiling, knowing the anxiety I had at the moment. "Thank you very much Greg. Now you can have your reward." Trista turned around and I watched from behind as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. Once she finished she slowly pulled it down, exposing her near bare back to me. Turning her head around first, she slowly turned around to face me. It was even better than I anticipated, her perky breasts nearly caused her black lace bra to overflow. The lace came down to nearly where her sweet nipples must've been, allowing me to get an even fuller view of her gorgeous tits. She let me take in the view for what could have been 5 minutes or 5 seconds to me before saying, "OK, I think that's enough." She than walked over to the counter and began to dry off and put her blouse back on. I just watched and admired her every move. My brain was totally fried, I couldn't think. My dick was hard as a rock and nearly cut through my jeans. She smiled as she turned toward the door and laughed as she said, "Maybe next time I'll let you take a picture." My heart almost burst. The possibility of something like this happening again made me ecstatic. I quickly left after her and returned to my desk, where I worked the rest of day, periodically sneaking a peek over at Trista's perfect breasts. DAY TWO After having seen Trista's strip, I couldn't have been more excited to get to work. I didn't know if it would happen again, but I had high hopes. Our boss liked to have the radio on in her office sometimes and it always annoyed everyone. She played the most loud, obnoxious music and it was so hard to concentrate with it on. Today, after obvious frustration with the music playing, Trista came over to my desk. She leaned over right in front of me with one of her button-up blouses again. It looked like she was wearing a red bra this time. "I have an offer for you," she whispered. "If you can make that radio stop, you'll get an even better show than yesterday." Getting that radio off would be no easy task, I stalled as I continued to take in the luscious tits in front of me. "What exactly does that entail?" I asked, "It's not going to be easy, you know." Luckily there are no other desks on our side of the partition, because Trista unbuttoned her blouse a few more notches and my mouth dropped. It wasn't a bra she was wearing. She had a lace up corset on underneath her blouse. "I've got this and even more down below to show you today." I pulled myself together and agreed. After I gave myself time to lose my massive erection, I got up and walked toward my bosses office. Walking briskly enough that I could continue to walk by without suspicion, as I saw she wasn't in her office, I quickly stepped inside. I saw her radio and quickly walked over to it. I need to make sure it doesn't turn back on, I thought to myself. I saw the cord plugged into the wall and had an idea. I could cut the cord, but tape it over, so it would look like it was not tampered with. All I could think about were Trista's sweet tits and the possibility of getting to see her tight ass. Suddenly I heard a noise and my boss's voice from the hall and I had to act quick. I jumped behind a couple standing filing cabinets as I heard her enter and shut the door. She sighed as she sat down at her desk and got on her computer. If she turned around, she would undoubtedly see me and I'd be screwed. I silently waited as she sat on her computer. Suddenly a video popped up on her screen that I could tell was not from a savory website. She slowly began touching caressing her crotch as she cupped her breast. She was watching porn! I quickly got out my phone and snapped some pictures. I then switched to video and started filming from behind and boldly moved around in front of her. "Hi Cassie," I said boldly and with a smile. Her head snapped up and her eyes widened as she knew she had been busted. "Turn that thing off!" she demanded. I quickly stopped the recording, since I had what I needed, and backed up the video to my cloud storage. "Delete that or you're fired!" she demanded again. Good god she was looking fine. Her blouse was unbuttoned down to her tits and her skirt was hiked up almost to her pussy. "Come on now, you know I'm the one who's in the position to be making demands. For right now, turn your stupid radio off, and I'll let you know what I decide to do with this," I said, pointing to my phone. She started to say something, then I opened the door and walked out. I heard the click of the radio turning off and smiled victoriously. I whistled casually as I walked into mine and Trista's section of the office. Trista smiled over at me, "That was quick," she commented. "Meet me in the warehouse at 5 o'clock." I hesitated. "My wife expects me home not long after 5, Trista." "Well then you're going to have to make a choice, then, aren't you?" she responded sternly. She watched me as I considered her offer. Slowly, she unbuttoned a button on her blouse. Tugging on her shirt, I could see the very top of her cleavage. She reached for the next one, circling around it with her finger. She pushed it through with her thumb and pulled down again. I could see the tops of her tits now. They were so smooth and round. So pleasantly perky. It was hard to think rationally at this point. She brought her finger up to her lips and kissed it. Slowly she parted her lips around her finger and sucked it into her mouth. She delicately took it in and out of her mouth; in and out. It quickly became glistening with her saliva. I couldn't resist, I had to see more. "Yeah, I can be late, I'll figure something out," I almost whispered as I was too occupied with taking in her show. She smiled as she buttoned back up and returned to her desk. "See you there," she said. THE WAREHOUSE It was finally quitting time and I couldn't wait to see what Trista had to show me. I had texted my wife earlier to tell her I had to work late. She was fine with it since she had some work at home to do. I hurriedly clocked out and started on my way down the hallway to the warehouse. Before I got there, however, Cassie pulled me into her office. "You have to delete that video," she started. "I know you think it's funny, but it would ruin me if that got out. I'd get fired and I'd never have a real career. Please..." she trailed off. "What do I need to do to get you to delete that video? I can probably work out a raise or maybe even a promotion for you." I just smiled at her. "Yeah, let's start with a raise. You can do 10% easy, right? I'll do some more thinking tonight and see if that's good enough for me." With that, I turned and walked out of her office. I had more important business to attend to. I got to the warehouse and saw a chair sitting out in the open. It had a note on it that said Lock the door, hit play on the stereo, and sit down. So I did just that, went back and locked the door, hit the play button on the radio next to the door, and took my seat. From behind the boxes stacked near the chair, Trista came out after I had sat down. She was had the same white button up blouse on. Instead of the jeans, though, she had on a small skirt with red stockings running up her legs to underneath the skirt. Her jet black hair was pulled into a pony tail. Finally she had on knee high shining red boots. As she approached, I opened my mouth to speak, but she put her soft finger over my mouth to tell me to keep quiet. She backed away again, and turned around. Again, while turned around, I watched as I saw her hands moving down her front. I listened to the hypnotic-like music as she rhythmically moved. She pulled her shirt back and completely off. My cock was now rock hard as I observed her amazing red corset, laced all the way up the back. She turned around to face me. The corsets cups could barely contain her breasts. They glowed marvelously in the fluorescent lights of the warehouse. Playing with her skirt, she moved back and forth. I began to slowly massage my dick through my jeans. A smile crept across her face when she noticed this and she continued. Grabbing the zipper on the side of her skirt, she teased it slowly down the side let the skirt fall from around her, keeping ahold of it one hand. It was almost too much, now. The removal of her skirt revealed a red garter belt just below her corset, holding up her stockings. She had on red, panties with lace all around the edges. Faster now, I continued to stroke my cock through my jeans. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. She slowly approached me, seductively putting one foot in front of the next. I reached out with my left hand to graze her hip, but she backed up with a disapproving look. As I pulled my hand back, Trista began to approach again right up to where I sat. She swatted my right hand away from my dick, which was now painfully erect and throbbing, then turned around and lowered her magnificent ass gently onto my lap. Carefully not putting much weight on me, her ass grazed my crotch ever so slightly. Moving with the music, her ass moved up and down, left and right. She put more and more weight on me, finally grinding, not fast, but hard, against my bulging member. As if she could tell, right when I was about to blow my load in my pants, she lifted up from my lap and turned around. She leaned down and began whispering into my ear, putting her breasts in my face as she did so, "You've been such a good boy, you can have the privilege of finishing on me." She then knelt down in front of me, knowing I would take her up on her offer. I'd never been more horny in my life, so I yanked my jeans down and whipped my throbbing cock out. I wrapped my hand around my dick and squeezed. This was insane. I pulled my hand down from my base to my head, then back. She licked her lips slowly, her tongue moistening her top lip from right to left. Harder now, I took my hand up and down my shaft again. I stared at her face, then her tits. Barely contained inside that corset, they were so fucking sexy. Quicker now, I stroked my shaft again, then again. I didn't stop jerking up and down, up and down. My hot cock was mere inches from her soft face. She moaned and smiled up at me. She grabbed her right breast and squeezed, then bringing her other hand up and doing the same to her left. She pushed them together and squeezed more. I couldn't take it anymore. As she moaned and licked her lips, I felt my load swelling up inside me. I moaned with her as I felt myself begin to release on her. Streams of cum shot out again and again. The first stream sprayed her cheeks and covered her glasses, I lowered my dick slightly and covered her mouth in my hot cum. Still cumming, I lowered dick, again, and covered her chest. Finally, my cock had sprayed all the cum I had on her. Wiping off her glasses with her finger, she simply licked the cum off her lips and looked up at me. "You have the most incredible body I've ever seen," I exhaled. "Better than your wife's?" she asked. "Better than my wife," I assured her. She smiled as she started to clean herself up, "Then maybe we'll have to arrange something like this again, sometime." Office Affairs Pt. 02 DAY THREE I strode into work confidently that day. Cumming all over a co-worker tends to have that effect. I walked over to my desk; Trista was already sitting at her desk and looked up at me with that naughty little smile of hers. I pictured our time in the warehouse yesterday and got an erection almost instantly. Though I had never actually seen her naked, it felt as if we had sex; it was so erotic. She saw my dick bulging through my jeans and giggled, "Only 9:00 and you're already this horny. Boy, it's going to be a long day for you, huh?" I returned the chuckle, "Seeing you, I can't help but get hard." "Well, I'll be pretty busy, today. I doubt we can have another play time." Visibly disappointed, I sat down. "Aww, you sure know how to make a girl feel wanted," she smiled and continued on with her work. Just then, my intercom buzzed and Cassie's voice came through, "Greg, could you come see me in my office, please?" Trista looked over her glasses at me, "Has someone been a bad boy?" The way she drew the words out made more blood flow to my cock. "I think we both know the answer to that question," I winked at her. Trista still had no idea that I had video footage of our boss, Cassie, masturbating and watching porn. There was no reason to tell her. "Be right in," I said back over the intercom. As I told Cassie the last time I saw her, I had thought more about what she would have to do to get me to delete the video. I closed the door as I walked in to her office. Turning around, I smiled at her. "So, we need to talk, Greg," Cassie started. "I had accounting put your raise through, so I think it's more than fair that you delete that video, now." She stared at me, waiting for an answer. "I appreciate the raise, Cassie, but do you know what's really nice in the workplace? Perks." I reached over and locked the door. I looked her up and down, though she had a slight figure, her breasts were proportionally large. Her face was flawless, without a single blemish. I'd gotten lost, admiring it in meetings before. Her brown hair was just the right combination of frizzy and curly and it was let down today, I imagine because of her worry about the video. She looked confused, and seemed to not understand that I meant sexual perks. "What I'm saying is I'd like to have a look at those tits of yours." She bolted up from her seat, looking shocked. Her little mouth opened as wide as she could open it. "You're married!" she gasped. "...And I have a boyfriend," she continued. "This is completely unprofessional! I'll not have one of my employees sexually harassing me. This job is not worth enduring that type of violation!" She was outraged and unintentionally puffed out her chest. God, it turned me on. Her tits strained the fabric around them. I followed the seams of her blouse down with my eyes to the sides to her narrow little waist, which gave way to sizable hips. She had on a little black, pencil skirt that hugged her hips tight and I could see the outline of her panties on the side. "Oh, but remember, it isn't just this job that would be ruined for you because of this video. Keep your perspective, now. Your career would be ruined. Your boyfriend that you seem so worried about would not be happy that you don't seem to find him satisfying enough. Your family would disown you. Your friends would be appalled. And I have a lot more basis for claiming that you sexually harassed me, than the other way around. So, I would think long and hard about how much you want a normal life. I'll even give you a chance to think about it. At lunch time, you will call me into your office, and you will tell me whether you want to accept my offer or not. And it will involve more than just looking." With that, I approached her, slowly, as she backed up toward the filing cabinets behind her. She stopped as she was pushed up against the cabinets and I slowly put my hands on the cabinets on either side of her, looking down at her. "I promise, you'll look back on your life a year from now and be glad you didn't choose to ruin it, forever. Besides, I'll satisfy you in ways your boyfriend never could." I slowly combed my fingers through her sexy, brown hair, and backed up toward the doorway. Her makeup was smeared as she was quietly crying. The tears only made her flawless skin shimmer more and I wanted to play with her right there, but I wanted to make her choose to have me take her. Taking in her sexy body one more time, I turned and left, returning to my desk. ANOTHER REWARD FROM TRISTA After having been at my desk for a while, I heard the radio in Cassie's office turn on. I found it hard to believe she was working, but perhaps she was trying to distract herself from her present predicament. Trista looked over at me after rolling her eyes. "Man, I hate her stupid music. I'm never going to get anything done with this playing. Any chance you can work your magic again?" "It depends, what's in it for me this time?" I retorted. I had higher standards this time, since things were looking up for me. "How about an encore of our little session yesterday?" she said with big eyes. Admittedly that sounded excellent. The thought of coating her, up and down, in my warm cum made my dick so hard it hurt. But I wanted to push for more. "That sounds nice. But, how about we get a little more adventurous?" She looked conflicted and bit her lip. Even when she wasn't trying, she oozed sexuality. "I don't know. I thought about it some more. I mean you are married. I don't know how much further I want to take this." I waited on edge as she thought some more. "OK. Since you're being so patient, I have an idea. How sure are you that you can get the radio turned off, again?" "100% positive," I replied confidently. "Then, turn it off and meet me in the supply closet." "You got it," I eagerly replied. We both got up and I quickly walked to Cassie's office. I tried to turn the knob on Cassie's door, but it was locked. I knocked on the door, "Cassie, it's Greg." After a few seconds, I heard a click and she opened the door slowly. I walked right past her and over to the radio. Clicking it off, I said, "Sorry, but some of us are distracted by this." As I started back toward the door and caught a glance of her computer. I couldn't believe what I saw, she had been looking at porn again! I looked from it to her and she shrugged. "I can't get in a worse situation, so why not enjoy myself, right?" she said, looking flustered. She must have been really into it when I came in. This excited me, but I didn't have time for it right now. "I like your attitude, sweet tits. I'd like to hear that later." She looked like she had something to say, but I was too eager to see what Trista had in store. Instead of waiting to hear what she had to say, I walked out, spanking her ass on the way out. She flinched, but she didn't say anything as my hand lingered and squeezed her left cheek. Briskly walking out, I felt like a million bucks. I had my control freak of a boss right where I wanted. It was only a matter of time until she would have to give in to me, sexually. I paused as I arrived in front of the supply room closet. My dick swelled, again, as I thought of what Trista would be into. Aside from her grinding me while giving me a lap dance, we still had not physically touched. I was hoping that would change now. What I would give to take her from behind. I promptly went inside, then locked the door. The lights were off, but I knew she was inside and waited for her to tell me what to do. It was thrilling. "So, I remembered part of an old Halloween costume I had in the trunk of my car and thought it would be a fun little addition. Why don't you turn on the lights?" Reaching over, I hit the lights and could think of only a few things which I would have rather looked up to. She had cleared off the old desk sitting in the middle of the room and was sitting on top of it with her legs stretched across its length. She was wearing black fishnets stockings that hugged her legs all the way up to her black lace panties. The fishnet must have been from the old costume. Her white blouse was completely unbuttoned, though each side covered most of her tits, I could see that she didn't have a bra on! It was all I could do to contain myself from pouncing on her there and then. I almost came right there at the thought of getting to see her tits. My wife's tits are great, but the thrill of seeing another pair for the first time in a long time was invigorating. Sure, I had cum all over her yesterday, but somehow this was different. She may be exposing herself even more to me. She had let her hair down from the her high ponytail, but kept her horn-rimmed glasses on. "Why don't you join me up here?" she teased. She grabbed a flap of her blouse and tugged it over her breast, hiding more of her chest from me. As I took a step toward her, however, she gently fanned it out, then quickly back in, almost flashing me her whole breast. Closing it back, she buttoned one button to keep the flaps closed for now, then rolled on her side facing me. As I arrived at the side of the desk, she put a finger on my chest, stopping me. "You won't be needing those," she drug her finger down my chest and continued to my jeans, brushing the outside around my dick. Eagerly, I unbuckled my belt and took my jeans down to the floor, along with my boxers. My cock flapped out and bounced around, looking thick as ever. It may be that it had never been bigger than that moment, for all I knew. She then rolled onto her back from her side and unbuttoned the one button holding her blouse together. "Now you can join," she said as she brushed her hair out of her face. Before I did, I took it all in. Rather than the boots she had last time, she didn't have on any shoes, her bare feet and painted nails showing through the mesh. I traced the fishnet stockings up to her black panties. The panties were tight around her, accentuating her hips and bridging across her front. From there all she had on was her white blouse which, at this point, was barely covering her breasts. It was completely unbuttoned and ready to be thrown to the side, exposing her perky, perfect tits. What she had in mind, I didn't know, but at this point I climbed up and straddled her hips. As I did so, my dick settled on her midriff, right below her navel. Feeling her smooth and flat skin against my cock was so amazing. She smiled up at me. Slowly she pulled back her blouse from each breast. I almost came right there. They were magnificent. Even laying on her back, they stood up, perky and pronounced. "Wanna have some fun, big boy?" she winked. She grabbed my cock and pulled up seductively. Using my knees, I slid up on her, perching myself just below her tits. She gave my dick a firm squeeze. It was amazing. Feeling a hand other than my wife's on my dick was so intense. Her small hand made my dick look even bigger. It was so smooth and she had such a perfect grip. Then, she pushed my cock in between her tits and smiled. She was going to have me fuck her tits! She squeezed her tits around my dick, "Whenever you're ready..." I placed my hands down on the desk on either side of her head. Slowly, I pulled backwards through her tits, marveling at the sensation. They were so big, I was almost encased in her perky tits. Quicker, I pushed forward through them again. There were few things better. I pulled back through. The pressure she was applying by pushing her tits around me was amazing. Thrusting through, again, I needed to take control. Lifting my hands, I pushed her hands away and grabbed her tits myself. She gasped in surprise, but quickly smiled again. Pressing her tits firmly on either side of my cock, I pulled back and thrust again. Trista put her head back, closed her eyes, and her mouth parted in enjoyment. Again, and faster, I continued to fuck her tits. Pressing them firmly against my shaft, I fucked harder and faster. She started to gasp and moan. "Oh, god. It feels so good." It must have been a new sensation to her as well. I saw her arm moving and stole a quick glance behind my back to her legs. Her hand was in her panties, massaging her clit. She continued to moan and writhe between my legs. Barely able to contain myself, I started to gasp. My dick moved rhythmically through her tits. Up and down, up and down. I could feel I was almost ready to burst. I put my head back, ready to enjoy the orgasm. I suddenly felt her weight shift under me. I heard Trista say, "Fuck it!" as she wrapped her hand around my shaft and brought her head up to it. Pressing it firmly up against her lips, she hesitated, considering taking my cock into her mouth. I couldn't take it. I was so close! "Just take it!" I almost shouted, grabbing the back of her head. She opened her mouth and I plunged my length down her throat. She sat up as best she could, attempting not to gag. So close to finishing. I felt her throat tight around my cock. I pulled back and used my leverage on the back of her head to fuck her mouth. It only took a few thrusts before I felt myself begin to unload. I held her head tight against my front, her lips wrapped tightly around my base with my whole cock inside of her. I shot hot cum straight down her throat and she coughed on my dick as I did so. She waited until I was done, however, and I slowly pulled back out of her mouth. Her lips stayed wrapped around my shaft until every inch was completely out of her mouth. She gasped for air while I pulled my dick completely out, trailing cum onto her chest. Finally, she laid her head back on the desk, panting and trying to catch her breath. "How's that for adventurous, big man?" she gasped. I was almost ready to pass out from such an intense orgasm. "I have to say, my cock felt right at home in your throat," I said smiling. Slowly, I dismounted her and began to put my pants back on. She sat up, "Well now that that music is off, I can get some work done. Though, to be honest, I'm all worked up now. I need to finish myself off so, if you don't mind?" she said signaling toward the door. She was going to masturbate in the supply closet. I wanted to try and get her to let me stay and watch, but I checked my watch and it was almost noon. I had a previous engagement to attend to, so I laughed, nodded and left her in there to get some release. LUNCH TIME Cassie would soon be calling me into her office, as I had told her. I had gotten no work done so far today. Even though I had already titty fucked Trista and cum down her throat, I could feel my dick ready to get hard just waiting to hear from Cassie. Trista returned to her desk and Cassie had still not called me in. Finally I heard my intercom buzz, "Greg, could you please come in my office, please?" Trista looked up as I popped up from my seat, "Is something going on?" she asked. I looked over at her, her hair was frizzled from our fun earlier. I peered down her blouse as I processed my answer. "Not that I know of," I responded. She noticed me staring at her chest as I was talking to her. "Just because you've had your dick in my mouth doesn't mean you don't need to keep eye contact," she flicked me while I stood next to her. She seemed pseudo-serious, but we exchanged smiles as I walked back toward Cassie's office. The door was opened for me, so I walked in and locked the door behind me. She was sitting silently in her chair. She was still in her white blouse and black pencil skirt. "So, what's your decision?" I asked, leaning up against the wall near the door. She looked up at me, "If getting you off is what's going to get you to delete this video, then fine. I got myself into this situation. We're not doing anything fucked up though." I laughed and sat down in a chair in front of her desk, ready to get started. "I've already had a little bit of a work out today, so I'm going to tell you what to do and you're going to do it." "In here? Right now?" she hesitated, but still approached. "Yes, right here and now," I commanded. She bowed her head as she stood in front of me. "First, take off your shirt and bra." Her face turned bright red. Embarrassed, she started unbuttoning her blouse from the top down. I started to get hard watching her undress for me. Her hands shook as she undid each button, getting more and more reluctant as she reached the bottom. Finally, when she reached the bottom, she looked up at me, keeping her head down. "Have fun with it Cassie. I certainly am," I encouraged her. She pushed the blouse over her shoulder and let it fall to the floor. Her brown hair was in front of her covering most of her blue, polka-dotted bra. She reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra. After holding onto it for a moment, she dropped it to the floor as well. She stood in front of me, humiliated, with her hair covering still covering her perky looking tits. She was looking at the ground, ashamed, as I quickly and quietly snapped a picture of her. She looked like a work of art, standing there in her tight black skirt, topless with her hair flowing over her breasts. I might have thought she was a model in a photo-shoot. "Wow. You have an amazing body. How about you flip that hair back and show me that rack of yours?" Using her right, then left hand, she flipped each side revealing a pair of amazing and ample breasts. "Now, why don't you help me get these off," I stood up, indicating my jeans. Keeping her head down, she knelt down in front of me. She began to unbuckle my belt and pull it loose. Then, she slowly, almost dreadfully, unzipped my pants. "Look at me while you're undressing me. I want to see your pretty face," I hoped that by complimenting her she would get more into it. Although, there was also something incredibly arousing about having her do these things that she very obviously did not want to be doing. Cassie looked up into my eyes as she grabbed both my jeans and boxers. She pulled down on them. As she pulled them past my crotch, my cock popped out and came closed to smacking her in the face. She flinched and almost fell backwards. I laughed and surprisingly, she joined me in laughing. Perhaps the ice had begun to be broken and she was accepting the reality of the situation. "Now what, Greg?" "While you're pleasing me, you should address me as 'master,'" I smiled. I was really beginning to enjoy this awesome power I had over her. "OK. What would you like me to do now, master?" She looked up at me with those big eyes of hers and I knew exactly the things I wanted to do to her. "We're gonna get my dick nice and wet so I can fuck you. Get on your desk and lay on your back." I pushed everything off her desk in one sweeping motion. I'm sure it made a lot of noise but I didn't care. I watched Cassie's ass in that tight skirt of hers as she climbed on and laid down. Once she was laying on her back, I circled around to the end where her head was. I could see her shivering in anticipation. I grabbed her under her arms and pulled her until her head was hanging over the end of the desk. She shut her eyes and I saw her swallow. "Open your eyes and look up at your master, bitch." She was back to being scared again and I think I liked it. It was thrilling. She laid there topless and looked up at me. "Now open that little mouth of yours so I can get my dick nice and wet." She opened up her mouth and watched my dick as it approached. Gently at first, I slid the head of my cock into her mouth. There wasn't much room in there, but that wouldn't matter. With both hands, I grabbed either side of her head and pushed my dick down into her throat until her lips rested at my hilt. For the second time today, my dick was in a mouth other than my wife's and it felt so amazing. This feeling of control, disobedience, and sensuality all at once was such an incredible high. I didn't need to care about whether Cassie enjoyed it, all that mattered was that I did, and that's all that she cared about, too. I pulled back and thrust my length down into her throat, again. I could see bulge in her throat where my cock sat. I pulled back and fucked her mouth again and again. With each thrust, I could see my cock swell her throat. Like with Trista, I could feel her throat around my cock and it was amazing Office Affairs Pt. 02 I didn't want to cum just yet, so when I felt that my cock had been thoroughly coated in her saliva, I pulled out and, much like Trista, she breathed a sign of relief. Not needing to give her time to recover, I pulled her back toward me and she got off the desk and in front of me. Short of breath, with a few tears on her face, she asked, "What do you want me to do now, master?" "Bend over the desk," I whispered into her ear. As she turned around, I helped her bend over by pushing down on her back. Once she was bent over, with her tits pressed up against the desk, I grabbed the bottom of her skirt and hiked it up to her waist. She was wearing blue polka-dotted panties that matched her bra. They had little frills along the side. "Were you planning on seeing your boyfriend today?" I asked. Still bent over her desk, she simply nodded. "You might want to reschedule that," I remarked. I pulled down her panties so they dropped to her ankles. I had to stop to admire her ass. It was such a pleasant round ass. I pulled my hand back and spanked it. She jumped as I did so and moaned. "Do that again, master" she prompted. Pleased that she was enjoying this part, I gladly spanked her ass, again. Much harder now, I pulled my hand back and gave her a few more good spanks, leaving both cheeks glowing red. I realized once I had finished spanking her that she was rubbing her pussy. She wanted to enjoy this. I decided enough was enough. Putting my left hand on her back to keep her down, I used my right hand to guide my cock up to her pussy from behind. Feeling my head right on the crest, I slowly inserted just my head. She gasped aloud and grabbed the sides of the desk with both hands. Not needing to ease into, since my dick was nice and wet from her mouth, I thrust right into her. "Oh, god, master," she moaned. She felt so good. I stayed there for a second appreciating her pussy around my dick. She was tighter than my wife. I grabbed her smooth hips right below where her skirt was hiked up to and began to fuck her from behind. "Please, don't stop, master," she cried. Again and again, I impaled her with my member and each time she groaned louder than the next till I had to reach around and put a hand over her mouth. As I continued to fuck her, I realized I hadn't put a condom on. I assumed she was on birth control, but I had no way of knowing at this point. Not wanting this to stop, but not wanting to cum in her pussy, I pulled out. My hand was still over her mouth, so I shoved my fingers in her mouth, two at a time to get them nice and wet. She muttered something that I didn't hear. Then, bringing my hand back around, I used my fingers to lube up her ass. She started to turn around, but I pushed her back down toward the desk. I felt her tense up, but she didn't try to stop me. Having got her ass nice and wet, I began to push my already wet dick into her ass. It was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. It was so tight it took me three hard thrusts before I could squeeze just my dick head into her ass. After that it became easier and I quickly got all the way inside of her. I heard her moan and start to play with her pussy as I fucked her in her ass. I was glad she was still trying to enjoy herself. I was so close now, as I held onto Cassie's hips for dear life. Thrusting in and out, my dick was almost raw from all the activity today. Finally, I could tell I was going to burst. I fucked her, in and out, as hard as I could. At last, I pushed myself all the way inside of her. Her ass was pressed tight up against my front as I felt myself emptied of all my cum. My cock, buried inside of her, throbbed and throbbed against the walls of her ass. She moaned and purred as she felt my hot load emptied inside of her ass. She had found a way to enjoy it after all. Good for her. I pulled my still hard cock out of her and heard her sigh. I wiped my dick off on her skirt and put my pants back on. I smiled as she slowly pulled her skirt back down around her. I needed to go rest for a while. "See you later, Cassie" I smiled. I got back to my desk and, after sitting for a while, got a text. Opening my phone, I stared, horrified, at the worst possible thing I could have seen: a picture of me fucking Cassie in the ass with the text, "Now we're even, master." Office Affairs Pt. 03 The text from Cassie rocked my world. I couldn't see straight, but I slowly made my way to her office. She had a video of me fucking her. If my wife saw that video I was dead. I finally arrived at her office and closed the door behind me. "You're done having your way with me," she stated simply. "Now I have something I can use against you." She turned and pressed play on her computer and we both watched for what must have been 15-20 minutes of me fucking her in various ways. Despite having a deep worry in me about this video, I couldn't help but get rock hard. I watched myself as I fucked her intensely from behind. Seeing myself climax and cum in her ass was incredible hot. She shifted multiple times in her seat as she watched, as well. By the time the video was over we were both breathing heavily. She just looked at me, biting the corner of her soft lip, her face flush. "This is the last time, but I need satisfaction now. Will you do that for me?" I smiled as I knew I didn't have anything to worry about with her. I took out my phone, set it next to her desk and started gently massaging her clit, while she sat on her desk. Faster and faster, I rubbed over her sweet spot. Breathing more heavily now, I moved down quickly to start massaging her clit with my tongue. I simultaneously fingered her, hitting her G-Spot over and over. Making a come here motion, I stimulated her soft and tight pussy. In only a minute's time she started cumming intensely. I wiped off my mouth as I pushed her down flat on the desk and ripped her shirt open, buttons falling to the side. "Hey.." she started to say, but before she could finish, I had taken out my cock and began rubbing my head against her entrance. She stopped short, entranced by that feeling, the teasing, the anticipation. I swept my dick up and down her entrance and finally when I could take it no more, started to push in. Each inch gave a new sensation. I grabbed my phone and took pictures as I penetrated her. Short videos. I used my hips to plow deep inside of her again and again. She moaned loud while I filled her with myself. She wrapped her legs around me as I picked her up off of the desk. She was surprised at first but then was assured I had her. I bucked her up in the air repeatedly, impaling her again and again on my rigid shaft. I took her over to the wall and pushed her back against it as I fucked her up against the wall. Bending down a little, I took her left nipple inside of my mouth. Tweaking it gently and lapping at it alternatively, she visibly held back moans. I held her in the air against the wall, pulling almost all the way out and pushing fully back in. The head of my cock passing by her narrow entrance was sensational. As I continued to go deep inside her, she opened her mouth wide, as if to scream, and closed her eyes. She let loose a silent scream and tensed her body, orgasming again. Seeing that, I began to loose control. Seeing it in my face, she groaned, "Do it! ... I'm on the pill!" Holding onto her and slamming her against the wall now, I drove myself into her again and again. Her perky breasts filling my vision, smooth, round and delicious. Slam! I drove her into the wall as I started cumming. Slam! Into the wall again, as I felt myself shoot into her deep insides. Slam! I was filling her up. Slam! This was a sensation I'd never felt before. Slam! I emptied myself inside of her. A final slam, as my dick, sensitive now, rested inside of her. I leaned against her as I held her, still in the air, against the wall. Both of us were panting and dripping sweat. "No need to tell anyone else, right?" she proposed. I simply shook my head. *************************** I left that day feeling very guilty. As much as I had fucking Cassie's brains out, I felt had cheated on my wife again. I didn't enjoy that part. Or did I? Is there some twisted part of me that enjoys rebelling against my wife. I decided not to think about it. Arriving home I found my wife getting dressed up in some summery clothes. "Hey there! Someone from your work sent us an invitation to a barbecue!" Puzzled, I took a look at the invitation she showed me. "From: Trista" My mind did somersaults! We couldn't go to that, where my wife would meet the first woman I cheated on her with! "Let's not go to this, baby." I tried to convince her. "Don't be silly! She must be so nice to invite us to a barbecue. It'll be so much fun, plus I already made something for us to bring," she indicated toward the pasta salad she made. "Come on," I said. "There might be other people from the office there and I just spent all day with them." I was trying hard. "No let's go! I'll give you a special treat on the way over." As much as I didn't want to go to this barbecue, I wanted road head more. My wife knew it, too. It was one of my favorite things and I decided it was worth the risk. I would just have to do my best to keep the two apart and get out as quickly as possible. We gathered our things and headed toward the car. According to the address it wasn't too far away, but it seemed far enough away for a blow job. My wife had settled on wearing a halter top, tied up around her neck, and a pretty short skirt. Once we got in the car, she wasted no time reaching over and unzipping my pants and pulling my still flaccid dick out. We live in a pretty densely populated neighborhood so people could certainly see what was going on if they choose to look inside our car. I reached over behind her head and untied the tie on her halter top and it fell forward, exposing her breasts and abs. She didn't wear a bra when it wasn't necessary which I loved. She took the head of my cock inside her mouth and sucked on it. Taking it down to underneath my head, then coming back to near the tip again. I was starting to get incredibly hard. She had this motion down. She used the perfect amount of suction when taking my dick in her mouth. Running her tongue around my head, I glanced outside. As we drove by the sidewalk, every once and a while, someone would see inside and their eyes would grow big as they saw what was happening. It was thrilling. I reached over her back and spanked her exposed ass, as her skirt had ridden up while she was taking my dick. She used her had and pumped me vigorously while she sucked the top half of my cock into her mouth, licking and slobbering on it. Watching my topless wife blow me as we drove through the streets was putting me over. We came to a stoplight and on the corner were some college girls sunbathing on their stomachs. One standing up saw inside the car and said something to the others. Apparently without thinking, they stood up and turned to look, not realizing they were topless. They shared shocked looks as they watched my wife blow me right next to them and realized they revealed their young tits were out in the open. Seeing this was too much, my wife pumped and sucked as I began to shoot load after load of my hot cum into her mouth, on her tongue, and down her throat. Pumping me until I indicated that it was too sensitive, she worked to swallow every last drop and lick my dick until it was clean. By this time the light had turned green and I drove away, smiling at the college girls, now scrambling to either lay back down or put their tops on. We were almost to the cookout. Here we go. In and out as quick as possible.