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Office Fuck

By: Aprilia



I arrived at the office wearing a red sleeveless sweater and a black micro mini leather skirt and a pair of black 'come fuck me' boots as he requested. It was only 7.45am and no was around. I sat on my desk and turned on the computer, I heard the door creaked open and saw my boss passed by. After a few minutes, I heard him called me. Our office isn't big, we don't have the cubicle system, but we have our own rather big desk that makes it easier for the boss to check out work and what we're doing from behind his desk as his is located at the back.

I came and saw him standing behind the desk I also saw a tiny and lacy black thong on his desk, 'I think you're going to need that for today' he said, and before I could say anything, he continued, 'come here'. So I turned to his side and he easily manoeuvred my body so I faced his desk with my waist slightly bent over and with him now sitting behind me. I was so excited by now I started to get wet, but I was scared since I wasn't wearing anything underneath that tiny skirt.

"How are you sweetheart?' he asked me softly, 'I'm fine' I managed without stuttering. Without he a warning, he slide a finger in my pussy, 'Tsk! Someone started without me, and someone is more than just fine', he chuckled. I was so embarrassed I couldn't say a thing. 'Here's a little game for today' said, then he heard him opening a drawer and took something big and shiny out of it. A dildo! I love them! But he knows how to torture me so well he's gonna give me the exact kind that I hate.

Dildos are wonderful. I like them big, textured and shaped like real cocks so my pussy can have a good grip at it, the one he had in his hand right now is just phallic shaped, it's long, big, smooth and COLD! 'Be a good girl will you?' he said as he rose from his chair and sandwiched me between the desk and his towering body. He ran the dildo between my legs and his free hand snuck under my sweater to roughly squeeze a tit. He began to finger a swollen nipple when at the same time began to ever so slowly insert the dildo in my pussy. I was whimpering and willingly accept his attack on me.

When the dildo is all in, he turned me around and for the first time looked at time straight in the eye, 'I know just how wet you can get and how that can get you into trouble', he smiled. 'Wear the thong' he commanded. I gingerly picked the black piece and started thinking how would the rest of the office react if I walked around and a dildo slipped off to the floor from between my legs! When the thong was in place, I ran a finger from my ass to my pussy, the thong line ran right on the centre of the dildo between my now gaping open pussy. I was so wet by now the line was soaked.

'Now that's a view I wouldn't miss for the world and don't take it off before I told you to' he exclaimed. I was busy thinking how I wouldn't be able to move much during the day and how horny I would get. Already I was squeezing my pussy muscles, trying to savour the sensation. Suddenly the door opened and another guy came in. We quickly tried to look as if we're busy doing something else and after a minute I came back to sit on my place.

When I sat, I was surprise on how the dildo nudged my cervix ever so lightly and it only happens when I'm sitting on a certain position. 'Damn!' I thought, 'this is gonna be hell!'

During the day I saw him putting a hand on his mouth as if trying not to laugh or maybe he was covering a smile. 'Fuck! How he loves to see me suffer!' but then if he likes to play it that way why shouldn't I join in the game? I walked to the rows of cabinet and saw him raised an eyebrow, it was the first time I dared to walk around today. I opened a low drawer and walked to its side, so only he can see my back. I bent forward to show him the dildo still lodged in my pussy and took my time in selecting the documents I want.

After I finished, I slowly closed the drawer and stole a glance at him, this time he had his hand on his eyes. He looked like someone with a bad headache. By the end of the day, I was so wet I made a mess on my seat. My thighs were sticky and I'm sure my leather skirt had stains! Hot and horny and no relief! I was ready to do anything! Including going to the toilet and fingered my engorged clit! 

But still I waited until everyone went home before I came to his desk. 'What you did earlier was very naughty' he said, 'I'm sorry, but I was so hot and I need to air it a bit' I answered. It was a stupid answer but I couldn't be bothered anymore and he wasn't impressed. 'You need to be punished some more. Sit down' as he pointed his desk. I did as he asked and he peeled my thong and brought it to his nose. 'I see you've been bad too! Tell me what you did'. As said as he continued to type on his computer. 
 'I uh tried to rub my clit when sitting down, but pushing forward real hard' I said

'Did it help?'

'No, it got worse'

'What did you do next?'

"I opened my legs, and tried to rub my slit on the rough seat fabric. But nothing helped. I only made a mess and now my pussy is all red and tender from too much rubbing' I whimpered

'I saw you fidgeting on your chair and I saw you beside the copier with you legs slightly apart. I was imagining your pussy contracting trying to keep the dildo in place.' He shifted his chair so he's now between my legs. He prised my knees wide open. I laid on his huge desk, with my legs dangling down 'My poor baby girl.' I heard him said before kissing my soaked pussy. I raised my knees, so my pussy is right in front of his face. He licked the length of my slit without touching the swollen clit. I shoved my pussy to his face.

Then I felt his fingers, reaching for the dildo and pulling it out swiftly. I was dripping wet, I could feel my juice running down from my pussy to my ass. I saw him dangle the dildo in front of my face. 'See the mess you've created?'

'Please' I said, 'I need to come so bad'

'Sit up' he ordered and then pulled me to stand. My knees were useless, my legs have turned into jelly. He supported my weight and flop me on his lap, straddling on to his thick left thigh. With my back facing him, and my skirt bunched up my waist, 'Show me how you did it' he said. 'What?' I was all hot and flustered, the only thing I could feel was my pussy throbbing on his thigh. 

'Show me how you did it with your chair', he whispered in my ear while putting a hand on my thigh and the other one around my waist. 'Ugh' I said embarrassed beyond belief, but he knows me so well. He knew I'd be embarrassed if I sit facing him so that's why he made me sit on his lap, facing the desk, so I don't have to see his face.

I relaxed and sat up straight, supporting my body my leaning on the desk I began to move side to side and push down so my clit would directly rub against his thigh and then rocked gently back and forth. He leaned on me, putting his head between my shoulder blades with his right hand still holding my waist to keep my balance which sometimes wonder to maul my tits and his left hand squeezing my left thigh.

I imagined the picture in my head. A tiny young woman perched on her boss's huge lap with her micro mini skirt bunched up her waist. His hands roaming all over her body and his head with its greying hair leaned on her back. I decided to straddle both his legs, leaning on his chest, my slit is sitting directly on his cock, feeling it grow larger by the second, my left hand guide his left to my clit. The moment he touched it I bucked against his cock.

'Now you're impatient' he chuckled. 'No' I said. 'Just mighty horny.' He slid a finger up and rubbed my clit. I stood up and softly said, 'fuck me'. He rose and kissed me while I fumbled with his pants. He hoisted me to his desk and held my ankles wide apart before fucking me senseless. He leaned forward and rammed my pussy with his massive cock, pushed my sweater up and bit my nipples roughly.

'Oh God! Yes! Fuck me! Don't stop! Yes! God! Harder! Harder! Deeper!' I chanted over and over again. I held my knees wide open and looked up at him. He grunted as his cock repeatedly nudged my cervix. 'Fuck my pussy! Oh Gawwdd! I'm coming baby! Fuck!' I closed my eyes and turned my face sideways. 'Oh God! I'm coming' I felt his hand on my face and forced me to look up as he shouted, 'look at me!' I opened my eyes to look in his eyes as the first contractions started, I bucked against the table and felt him thrust as his cum spurted inside my pussy.

"Oh that was good, soooo goooddd!' I said with a cheshire smile. 'Hmm, let's go to my place and we'll continue from there' he said with a wink.

Office Fuck



"How are you doing Nadia?"

She looked up from the papers she had been working on and gazed into the face of the most gorgeous man Nadia had ever laid eyes upon: her boss, the Senior CEO of Heartland Global Technology. "Wonderful, now that you're here," she responded, while her body responded the same way that it always did since the first day she met him. Instantly wet and ready.

"Such a tease."

"Only for you, Mr. Tanis." If only he'd feel the same way about her. Nadia knew that he found her attractive. There weren't many men who didn't. Tall and athletically thin, with blond hair cut into a cheeky bob that accentuated the sleek lines of her exquisite face, she was, what her old high school flame had called, any man's walking wet dream.

Everyone, it seemed, except for Brian Tanis. The 42-year-old executive was perfect for her. He just didn't know it yet.

He was taller than her 5 foot 9 inch frame by about a half a foot. That in itself was a huge turn on for Nadia, who usually found herself towering over most men. His hair was an ordinary shade of brown indoors, but had mahogany highlights in the sunlight. His eyes were sharp, contrasting their warm chocolaty shade. He took a light lunch three days a week while on a treadmill, and worked out at a gym on the other four days. The silk, Armani suits he preferred showcased his long legs, narrow hips, and bulging muscles.

And while on the subject of "bulging," Nadia could tell from the always constant and very noticeable bulge in his pants, that the man had quite the package on him. In other words, Brian Tanis was a grade A, utterly fuckable hunk.

"Are those new shoes?" His gaze roamed unhurriedly, taking in her white silk blouse that was sheer enough to hint at her hourglass curves, the not-quite-regulation short skirt, the long expanse of her shapely legs, and down to her sexy, three-inch high shoes. His eyes lingered for a moment on the outline of her tiny white bra that pushed up her small - yet perky! - Breasts, then came back up again to meet her crystal green eyes.

Completely delighted that her outfit had the desired effect, she bubbled, "Oh yes! Do you like them?" She stuck out a pointed foot and turned to the side - in that way only women can do - to show off her shoe, and the profile of her perfectly toned leg. In this position, the hem of her skirt inched up a little, drawing the eye to her firm backside.

Frustrated with tiptoeing around their obvious chemistry with light flirting, and tired of waiting for him to eschew his holier than thou, don't-mix-business-with-pleasure morals, Nadia had decided to take matters into her own, very capable, hands. Tongue-tying him with her sexy little outfit was only a small taste for what she had planned for the evening.

Brian's jaw visibly clenched at the sight. For a moment he didn't say anything, then, with his voice harsh and deep, said, "They're nice, Nadia." He turned away from her and began striding towards his office, and threw over his shoulder, "Could you make sure and get me the info on the Donovan account? And some coffee? I think I'll be up late again tonight."

"Sure thing," Nadia answered aloud. Inwardly she was thinking, Oh yes, I think we're going to be up all night long. 

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Jesus! He moaned inwardly.

Brian usually prided himself on his iron clad work ethics, but when Nadia Meyers was transferred to his office, he had to constantly remind himself that ripping off his executive assistant's clothes, stretching her naked over her tiny desk so that he could pound all his desires into her tight little cunt, probably wasn't the smartest idea in the world. His dick, however, disagreed with him each and every time he saw her.

It sprang up with a life and mind of its own, needing only one thing. To be buried deep inside Nadia. Regardless of where he was or who he was with - like, say, his boss - when she came into the room, he instantly became so turned on that jacking off in his private bathroom didn't work.

She wasn't helping any, flouncing around the office wearing those sexy little shoes that, with her tight little skirts that put even Ally McBeal to shame, made her legs look so fucking good.

Fuck! He just couldn't get her out of his head. Therefore, he decided to do the only thing that helped: he was going to drown himself in work. He would work so hard, so long, that when he got home he would pass out in bed before he could remember that with but a mere look, her nipples puckered so tightly that they showed through her bra and shirt.

As he pushed open his door, he shook the erotic image from his head and prepared for the long evening of paperwork ahead of him. Brian took one step inside and stopped dead.

There, lounging in his chair, with one leg draped over the arm and the other hiked up on the desk, was a woman. She was dressed in some black leather getup that he had seen once in the window of a hard core porn and lingerie shop. The skirt she was wearing would have barely concealed her completely shaved pussy had she not been sitting so lewdly, and the bra (if that is what you could call it) was nothing more than a few straps of leather circling her high full breasts, with thin chains crisscrossing over her nipples. Around her neck was a choker with a leash attached that she was swinging in lazy arcs. At her feet was a pair of strappy, ice pick shoes, identical to the ones Nadia had been wearing.

"Brian Tanis, I presume?" She spoke to him in her sultry voice imperiously, as if this was her office and he was some lowly assistant there to beg a raise. She looked him up and down, much in the same way he had with Nadia only minutes earlier.

He wasn't amused. In fact, already six weeks sex deprived and hard as a rock from his little talk with Nadia, walking into his office to find this had completely snapped his patience.

Brian slammed the office door shut behind him. "Who the fuck are you, and what are you doing in my office?"

The woman smiled at his tightly constrained temper, knowing that fucking this man would be wild and delightfully dirty. She couldn't wait. It wasn't every day she got to play with such a Man.

Aware that his control was barely tethered, she dragged a red tipped finger down her flat stomach to her exposed femininity. She hesitated for a fraction of a second, making sure that his eyes were hungrily following, then the red disappeared into her soft folds. 

Stroking herself, she finally answered, "My name is Lilith, and I think it's fairly obvious what I'm doing here." She accentuated that last statement by spreading her lips with her free hand and manipulating her clit with the other.

Lilith smile evilly. It was clear the man was panicked; his lusts fighting against morals that were valiantly making a stand. 

Morals, for Christ's sake. How the man had made it as far as he had with morals was beyond her. Usually, CEO's had shed that burden about ten steps back on the ladder of success. Unchaining him was going to be fun.

Before he could pull his mind far enough out of the gutter to remember that he could leave the room, Lilith stood and sauntered over in front of him. She ran a hand over the bulge in his pants.

"Mmmm, a big boy, huh?" Her husky purr was his undoing. Without warning, he grabbed her by the shoulders and crushed his mouth against her in a bruising kiss. He plunged his tongue between her teeth and he sucked the very air from her lungs before releasing her as abruptly as he had begun. His hand still on her shoulder, he pushed her forcefully on her knees before him, and Lilith needed no more prompting.

With experienced speed, she had his pants around his ankles. She gazed up at him in awe; the heavy weight of his balls hanging low, and his proud cock thrust high in the air. A thick vein ran from the base up and under the thick mushroomed head. She took the tip of it into her mouth, sucking and running her tongue over the sensitive skin. Usually she would have teased him longer, drawn out the anticipation, but she wanted more.

So she deep throated him in one, smooth action, and he groaned in pleasure at the feel of her throat muscles fighting to stay open for him. She withdrew and then went back down, back and forth quickly a few times, before slowly withdrawing again, sucking as hard as she could all the way up. She tickled the crevice at the top with the tip of her tongue, took it into her mouth and rolled her tongue around it.

His breath exploded out when she cupped his balls, massaging and kneading them with a firm, yet gentle hand. Her mouth explored his dick eagerly, running her expert tongue every nook and cranny. 

Slowly, she pushed him backwards until he landed with a heavy thump in a chair. He let his head drop back and his eyes close, enjoying the feel of the woman's mouth on him, then her hand jacking him off. He felt her teeth nip at him and then her tongue sooth him with a languid caress while she continued to pump him with her hand. He jerked suddenly when he felt the exquisite sensation of two mouths attempting to devour him.

His eyes blinked in surprise at the sight of two bobbing heads; one black as midnight, the other, angelic blond. 

It was Nadia. She was looking directly into his eyes while her dainty little mouth circled his thick head. She sucked on it, released it, grazed her teeth over it, and then sucked it again. Then she pulled more of him into her mouth, slow inch by slow inch, until he could feel her breath tickle his thick hair at the root.

Just below was Lilith. She was running her tongue up and down the throbbing vein while Nadia captured the top. When Nadia took his entire length into her throat, Lilith dropped down to suckle on his balls. Then they both came up, running their tongues along opposite sides of his dick. Their lips and tongues swirled over the small expanse of skin available. 

Frequently, he could feel both of their tongues mingling, and it was the most erotic sight he ever saw: both women, one fair and one dark, mouths close together, their tongues caressing him and each other. It was too much. He came with a violent jerk, his cum spewing white over their pretty faces.

Nadia looked surprised for a moment, and let out a little snort of laughter at the sight of Lilith. Lilith, in turn, sniggered at Nadia. Brian just sat there, chest heaving from the intensity of his release, watching the two giggle like little girls. Then his body clenched in renewed lust when Nadia - his sweet, sexy Nadia - shyly licked a glob of his cum off the corner of Lilith's lush mouth.

Their lithe bodies pressed black leather and chain clad breast to white lacy bra breast, they quickly tongued each other clean, giggling the whole time. Then, to Brian's everlasting delight, Lilith cradled Nadia's face in her hands and gently kissed her lips. Nadia's instinctively parted, and he suppressed a groan to see Lilith's tongue slip into the other woman's mouth. Nadia's trepidation vanished after the first slide of tongue on tongue, and the kiss turned wild.

Small, feminine hands glided over soft, feminine skin. They touched and caressed each other into wicked abandon. Lilith, yet more evidence of her skill, tugged at Nadia's bra until her breasts tumbled out. Brian watched, amazed at the scene before him, as Nadia gasped at the feel of a woman's mouth on her breast. Her hands floundered for a moment, then, when Lilith bit her nipple none so gently, Nadia grabbed fistfuls of her black hair and pressed her more firmly to her chest. Lilith pushed the less experienced woman to the floor, her mouth still fastened on the nipple Brian had been envisioning sucking on not too long ago. 

When Nadia was withering in ecstasy beneath her, Lilith pulled away. She stared down at the angelic beauty lying on the floor between her legs. She leaned down and rubbed her body against the other woman's, taking a moment to grind her cliterous against Nadia's, before sliding slowly down her body. Lilith heard the sound of Brian moaning when her face was directly in front of Nadia's lace covered mound. Her scantily covered ass was thrust up in the air, giving the man an unrestricted view of her leaking cunt, and he could see from between her wide spread legs everything that she was about to do to sweet little Nadia.

She slipped the pathetic excuse for panties off the prone woman, and pushed her legs as wide as they could go. Then she spread open Nadia's lips with her hands, rubbing the taunt little nub with a finger, and then ran an eager tongue over it. Nadia screamed at the sensation, the knowledge that a woman was licking and sucking on her. She watched Lilith lap at her clit with long, loving strokes, and then torment it with sharp nips of her teeth.

Lilith broke away again, moving only far enough to reach for a black satin bag Brian had not noticed before. From it, she pulled a huge dildo. She settled herself before Nadia again, and began rubbing the sex toy against the woman until her hips were lifting in encouragement. Coated with her wetness, it slid easily into Nadia. Both Lilith and Brian watched, fascinated, as the skin surrounding the toy stretched taunt. Nadia was moaning in agonized delight, the toy pushing into her, filling her to capacity and then beyond. When it was pressed in the whole way, Lilith pulled it out again, slowly. 

Then, without warning, she slammed it back into the woman. Nadia screamed from the pleasure she got from the excruciating pain of her sudden orgasm. Brian, who had been stroking himself while they played, almost came again from the violence Lilith revealed. Again and again, Lilith slammed the toy into Nadia until she was crying out "yes!" with each thrust.

Unable to merely watch any longer, Brian got up from his chair and circled the women. They both were aware of him, but were too busy pleasuring themselves to care. Then, showing the same violence that Lilith showed for Nadia, Brian shoved Lilith away. He bent over Nadia, completely ignoring the other woman, and began to kiss and nibble all over her sweet body, giving a bit of tenderness where Lilith was cruel, until he felt her body shudder in release.

Then he turned to Lilith. Evidently not caring how he had treated her, the dark haired woman was splayed on her back, fondling herself while watching Brian give Nadia pleasure. He gestured for her to come closer, and silently indicated that she should lie down again on the floor. He maneuvered a complacent Nadia so that she was straddling Lilith's face who immediately pulled the blond woman closer so that she could bury her face in between her thighs. 

After a moment's hesitation of looking down at Lilith's clean shaven cunt, Nadia bent over the woman to take her first taste of female heat. It was hot and salty, and Nadia found that she enjoyed the feel of the sensitive little nub beneath her tongue. She pulled it into her mouth and suckled it, pulling little erotic mewling sounds from Lilith. Then a gush of wet saturated her face, and Lilith bucked from the intensity of her orgasm. Nadia was delighted to have been able to give the woman such pleasure that she was unable to move for a moment. Soon however, with the stamina of the paid companion, Lilith continued to work Nadia's clit.

A moan escaped Nadia when she felt the head of the dildo pressing against her sensitive folds. She glanced around to see Brian watching as he pushed it further into her cavern, watching Lilith nibbling and tonguing Nadia around the toy. He pumped it a few times, then withdrew it, rubbed it against her lips, and Nadia bucked slightly when he move it up between her ass cheeks. Brian held her still with one hand, with the other, pierced her sweet little pucker with the tip of the huge tool.

Slowly, he forced it into her ass, and Nadia squirmed in discomfort as her body fought to adjust around the object. When it was in to the hilt, she had gotten used to the size, and even began to enjoy the slight pain it caused. Lilith continued to work her clit with her expert tongue, so Nadia was more aroused now than she ever imagined she could be. Her cunt was dripping with juice, waiting to lubricate whatever entered the heavenly well.

Brian admired wicked scene before him: the sex goddess lying on the floor lapping away at Nadia while she pinched and twisted her own nipples; sweet, angelic Nadia straddling the darker woman, her tongue thrust deep in the prone woman's cunt, and her ass filled with the dildo. It was the sexiest, most debauched 69 he had ever witnessed. To complete his handy work, Brian pressed himself against Nadia's backside, rubbing his cock against her wetness. Then he thrust inside her, and nearly came as her tight cunt clenched around him in release. The dildo created a new pressure that further excited Brian, and his control completely snapped.

He slammed his dick into the woman as hard as he could, pounding and pounding all his pent up cravings and lusts for this woman. When he felt the sensation of Lilith's clever mouth licking and sucking on his heavy balls, his body spasmed, and he collapsed forward as his world burned away in the fire of his orgasm.

Nadia screamed when his huge cock pulsed, the pressure of both her entries crammed full of dick and Lilith's wild manipulations sent her into another mind-blowing orgasm.

They all fell to the floor in puddles of sated desire, their legs and arms entwined.

"Holy fuck!" Brian managed, after a few minutes of trying to catch his breath. "That was unbelievable."

Lilith began to giggle and Nadia joined in. "Who had a good idea?" Nadia asked before thrusting her hand into the air, "ME!"



Office Fuck



Dave, he touches me again, out of the blue when I am thinking of work and what I must do.

Yet the sheer feel of his touch soothes me and makes me feel good.

I turn to him, still sat at my desk, I put the computer on pause as I feel his hand rumple my vest, he standing behind me, one hand cradling my chin, the other into my vest, stroking my chest, feeling his warm breath tease my right cheek as I lift a hand to cover his which is still on my chin, squeezing it so he knows I am wanting of him.

"As long as I am not disturbing your mode" he whispered in that considerate tone of his, I know how you writers become so involved in your subject, all those characters running around in you mind, just waiting to be written about!" he chuckled.

"I dare say they can wait," I replied; " they will still be there after we share, and no doubt with the gratification of you, they will be all the more ready" I continued moving myself around just a bit, enough to take in the scent which turns me on, and he knows it, gently smoothing himself against my face. And his lunch box was already noticeable.

"I love when you do that, Dave - it feels so very good and nice" so he does what I want him to, unzips and then I am indulging in the splendour of his taste, simply wrapping my tongue around that gorgeous plum head; to feel that so very sensuous swelling begin to grow, bulging my cheeks and sending me to heaven, just sucking and tasting so very slow , the so wonderful feel of cock between your lips- so beautifully pungent and flexible as I instinctively lick him down to the core, suck his firm balls and squeeze my thumb and forefinger around his thick girth, feeling the throb inside as I take it into my mouth once more and deep throat him more and more and more.

To hear his moans is magic, I want him so very much, feeling his sensuous touch delve into my jeans and between my crotch and cup my balls. "Just drop them Alex, nice and slow and sexy so I can enjoy, you have a lovely ass so ready for it, I just want your all, that's right pout it for me, you know what I like, wiggle and move it, present it to me, lean it over my knee and leave the rest to me."

I paused my sucking , still sensing the taste of him on my lips. I felt him prompt me across his lap feeling his fingers tease and tantalise my soul as soon they reached their goal. Dave was Mr considerate always, he had the coconut cream to hand and gradually inserted first one and then two and more fingers into me, and I am feeling the need for his fuck as he twists gently inside, opening me so very wide, I feel his tongue explore me and his mouth suck me there as I perk up my bum. That very special feeling and sensation unique, I am moving, swaying my ass across his lap, enjoying what he is doing to me, slap it, that's right, more and I feel the combination of his form slaps and nudges after each contact. At this stage I just want to be all ass for him.

"I so love it to be ripe and flushing for me, it is so wonderfully fuckable, Alex" and then I feel his hands stretch my ass cheeks again, and know soon he will be fucking me, the way we do.

"Let me take you some more before we fuck" I say taking his fine hard upright cock into both my hands, rolling his stiff erection between the palms, driving him crazy as I give it to him rough and fast, then a severe wanking, stretching it fully back as I suck where his foreskin has been, open for me, the certain pungent smell of raw cock I adore so much, I feel his p-hole and make him moan all the more, he cries out for my fuck, says for me to crumple on all fours on the floor, but first I tell him to wait for a bit, I want to really enjoy and taste that which will soon be inside me for that fuck supreme.

My mouth is full of his cock again, my tongue exploring his p-hole and enjoying the flavour, now he is really hard and throbbing and raring to go, I plant myself neatly on the rug in front of the hearth one all fours I perk up my bum, open my legs for him to kneel between, and soon he shows me just what it is like to be his queen, that hard fine cock edging up inside me, stretching my hole again as his thrust start to work into me. I feel the wondrous sensation of his hot fuck take me completely, his full erection working inside me, I yell for him to fuck me silly, feel him push tight into me as his ripe firm balls slap my ass each time he thrusts into me

Yes this is what a real relationship is all about, I feel the fuck grow and know I will soon be there, he likes to take me this way so rough as he pulls my hair, "fuck me fuck me don't stop I implore" I plead and I feel my knees slide on the floor as he fucks me so hard and thorough, my ass numb with his intense and long lasting fuck, but suddenly we are there, it feels like a volcano bursting inside, and then I am well fucked, his cock out of me now, I want just to taste it after the fuck - it is so lovely and scrumptious, to suck its dwindling length, to know that it has been served well inside me, and I can still feel the sensation of that wonderful fuck. - and I know I will do as he leaves me and I get back to work, but now with a cushion beneath!



Office Fuck



Mary's life was going fast nowhere. Her good looks had worked for her in school but here in the corporate world, they meant nothing. Sure beauty could get you up a few steps of the corporate ladder but in the end if you wanted to be successful, you had to combine it with true grit and determination and a smart attitude to getting things done.

As she sat in the office at 10 p.m. on a Friday night struggling with a presentation she was to give on Monday morning, she thought back to her high school days. Back then she could've used her charms to get somebody to do her assignments. Not anymore..

She looked around and noticed that she was the last one left in the office. What a way to enjoy a Friday night. 

Suddenly she got a ping on the office instant messenger. 

"Working late again i see.."

She couldn't see who it was from and a directory search didn't bring up any names.

"Yeah got to hand it over first thing Monday morning, don wanna work on the weekend.." she replied.

"Just you and I then.. the sloggers.."

She sent back a smiley.

"Care to tell me who this is.."

"Another lonely soul spending Friday night in this godforsaken office.."

"You have a name?"

"Not so easy my friend.. you have to earn the right to know my name.."

"Aha! Is it Rumplestiltskin?"

"You wish.."

They chatted for a bit and Mary started to get intrigued. 

"So which department do you work in?"

"Hostile takeovers.. ;)"

"Seriously.."

"Look I'm tired of typing, can we meet at the coffee machine?"

Mary thought about it for a second. She could take a bit of a brake, as it is her cup was empty..

"Yeah sure.. which floor?"

"14th floor the one at the end near boardroom 12."

"I'm on my way.." she said with a smile, closing her laptop.

She took the stairs as she was on the 12th floor and a bit of a fitness freak. When she got to the coffee machine she couldn't see anybody over there. There was an arrow sign in front of the machine pointing in the direction of the boardroom.

She smiled, thinking to herself that whoever it was wanted to have the coffee in the boardroom. She poured herself a cup of Cappucino and headed towards the boardroom. It was dark save the projection screen which was lit up. As she stepped in, the screen lit up and some weird music started to play. On the screen a woman started to dance seductively to the music and strip for a man. 

Mary felt scared and was about to turn around and walk out of the room when 2 strong arms wrapped themselves around her and held her tight. Before she could scream, a hand cupped her mouth. She struggled until a voice whispered in her ear..

"Take it easy, I'm not going to hurt you.."

She struggled a bit more but the arms held her tight and the hand stayed cupped over her mouth.

"If you behave, I'll ease up. Calm down.. trust me.. I won't hurt you.. just hear me out"

She stopped struggling.

"I've seen you around.. you have no idea how hot you are.. I could've done this the easy way.. asked you out.. taken you for dinner, could've made promises to you, could've whispered sweet nothings in your ear while I made love to you. But you're the kind of woman who's been through the grind, haven't you. All the BS just to get into bed with you.. When all I had to do was ask.."

His voice was soothing, appealing, reassuring. It was the deep and husky with desire, Mary could tell. 

"Don't say a word and I promise you that this will be the best night of your life.. Look at her"

He said directing her eyes towards the screen.

The woman on the screen had taken off her clothes and kneeling down, she was slowly unzipping the man's pants. Slowly, gently she started to caress his penis until it was erect. Then she took it in her mouth and started to suck, gently, longingly.

Mary was starting to get turned on. Meanwhile the hand that had cupped her mouth went down to her left breast. Gently he started to massage her breast over her shirt. Then as she responded he opened her shirt buttons slowly. He didn't open them all the way, just enough to let his hand slide in and into her bra. Gently he teased her nipple which was now erect with anticipation. She could also feel him getting hard, his penis pressing against her ass. 

He kissed her on the throat gently, then let his other hand lift up her skirt, gently running his nails over her thigh as he lifted her skirt. She arched her body into him, her desire to have him inside her increasing with every moment. 

He let his hand into her panty and gently slid it towards her clitoris. He could tell that she was wet as he started to gently play with her clitoris. 

It drove Mary wild as he masterfully played his finger over her clitoris. She arched so that her ass pressed into his rock hard penis. He started thrusting gently, constantly fingering her pussy. 

As she started to feel good, she started breathing heavily. His fingering started to become a little more urgent. She started to moan and move her ass in rhythm with his thrusting. Finally she clenched her teeth as she orgasmed, shuddering with ecstasy and moaning loudly as she came all over his hand. 

He held her like that for a bit till she regained her senses.

"I wanna kiss you.." she said, her voice husky with desire.

He turned her around and kissed her. She closed her eyes, she didn't want to look at him yet, his being mysterious made it more erotic.

Slowly he made his way down to her cleft kissing as he went down and unbuttoning her shirt until there were no more buttons left, at which point he took it off and then took off her bra.

"Wait, let me look at you.." he said admiring her breasts, her pink nipples taught with anticipation, begging to be suckled. 

Her eyes remained closed. He took her to the round table and sat her down. He then unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Her panties were wet with her cum. He slid aside her panty to uncover her pussy, wet and puffed with wantonment and desire. He let his tongue slide up over her pussy and as it reached her clitoris, he gently flicked his tongue. She arched her head back indicating that she wanted more. He took his shirt off and threw it on the floor. He then took one of her legs over his shoulder and repeated the same motion with his tongue, gently caressingly. She started to move her hips to the rhythm of his tongue, the peak of her thrust matching the flick of his tongue. She started to moan as she started to thrust more urgently. She held his hair as she started to move a little more frenetically, moaning and egging him on with every thrust. He continued to lick faster and faster making her pussy really wet, her wetness flowing over his tongue and down his body. 

Finally she came again, shuddering and screaming with ecstasy, her legs trembling with the force of her orgasm. For a moment she lay on the table, sweat beading her body making it glisten in the light from the screen.

"I want you inside me.." she said..

"What I can't hear you.." he said teasing her..

"I said I want you inside me.." she said a little more impatiently this time.

"Still can't hear you.."

"I said Goddamnit I want you inside me" she said angrily getting up and taking a hold of his belt, opening it and yanking it from his pant. She then tore at his pant, literally tearing it of his body to leave him standing there in front of her in his underwear. 

She took a moment to admire his erection through his boxers before gently taking them off to reveal his penis, rock hard and wet with pre cum. 

She then slid back his foreskin and gently played her fingers over his penis. His penis jerked a little to indicate he was getting aroused even more. She then gently licked the head of his penis before taking it into her mouth. 

He moaned and arched his body towards her. She started to suck him gently, holding his right butt with her hand to help with his thrusting. 

She stopped just as he started to shudder, knowing that he was about to come. The thin trickle of pre cum from his penis indicated that he was almost there.

"Can you hold out to make me come again?" she asked looking at him for the first time.

She liked what she saw. He was tall with an athletic build, with a long rugged face and well groomed dark hair. He had blue eyes and as she looked in his eyes, she could tell that his desire was at its height.

Without a word he lay her on the table. At first he let the head of his penis slide up and down the opening of her vagina, her wetness running down his penis. He would enter her then withdraw, slowly heightening her longing and her pleasure. 

Finally he slid his penis inside her and she gasped with pleasure. He then lay down on top of her and as he kissed her, he thrust into her, slowly but strongly so that his entire penis was inside her. Slowly at first he started to thrust, and with every thrust Mary moaned and shuddered as she moved closer to an orgasm. He was getting that feeling too, the feeling of coming but he wanted to hold on so that she could climax once again. 

Just before he came, he stopped for a bit but Mary egged him on, begging him to continue.

"Please don't stop, I'm almost there", she pleaded.

Again he continued but had to stop after a few thrusts. Again Mary egged him on..

"Just don't stop even if you're gonna come.. come inside me, I don't care anymore, this feeling is too much.."

"You sure" he said as he started to thrust again.

"Yes I'm sure, just don't fucking stop this time."

He started to thrust again and with each thrust as Mary shuddered and mover her body towards his, he could feel the feeling growing inside him, getting unbearable, so unbearable and so good at the same time. 

He had never felt this way before with anyone else and neither had she. 

Just as he could hold it in no longer, she came and she held him tight towards her as she came, digging her nails into the skin of his back.

At that moment he came too, unloading a torrent of cum inside her, moaning and gasping with ultimate pleasure.

He collapsed beside her, both of them sweating and exhausted but satiated.

"Atleast tell me your name", managed Mary after a few minutes.

"Rumplestiltskin" said the man as they burst out laughing.



Office Fuck Buddies



"Will you concentrate on this?" Nicky scolded me playfully as she caught me once more looking at her small, shapely backside.

I'd earlier told her that it was one thing wearing a tight-fitting, light summery dress but when that also hugged her bum revealing the outline of obviously quite brief panties that was, "just too much." 

"Look, I'm sorry, but cute, sexy backside or boring reports and cute, sexy backside wins every time," I grinned back. Nicky had refused to accept that her bum "wasn't big," despite me earlier telling her that she was 'mad' if she really thought that and, as I'd now repeated, it was actually 'cute' and, indeed, 'very sexy.'

"Stop it," she smiled, "and I still don't believe you."

"Look, I think you know...or at least I hope you know...that I think you're great; you're really cute, great personality...despite all our arguing....stunning body, etc, etc and if I was single, younger and looked like Brad Pitt, well...," I trailed off, finding the way she was looking straight at me a real turn-on. 

"...and so", I continued, "I'm telling you the blooming truth...I'd struggle to say what is your best feature, because there's so blooming many of them, but your arse is right up there!"

Nicky paused, grinned nicely, and said "well, thank you, as compliments go, that's...right up there too!"and laughed. 

"I just don't like the idea of you having a complex about something which is actually a real selling-point!"

"A selling-point!?" she feigned looking aghast and then tried to smack me. 

"You know what I mean," I replied, dodging backwards and laughing. 

"Well, I've got to admit that I always forget you're a bit olde....more mature," she grinned, seeing me raise my eyebrows, "because," she quickly continued, "you certainly don't look it...or act it," this time she ducked backwards from my playful swipe, "and I've always had a thing for the slightly more mature, attractive, athletic man and so if you weren't married..."

"You don't 'do' married men then?" I grinned, at my deliberate entendre.

"No...well, never have done," the seemingly significant pause made my already stiff cock jerk in excitement.

As we stared at each other the telephone rang to slightly break the moment, but Nicky just continued to look at me until it stopped. After another few moments she finally said, "I should put that over to voice-mail as we don't want to be interrupted anyway." She then turned round and it seemed as if as she leant forward to lift the handset and press the relevant keys she'd deliberately stuck her arse up higher than it needed to be. It also appeared to be taking her slightly longer than it should have needed and when she finally looked round at me, I was just openly gazing at her backside. "OK?" she asked.

"More than OK" I sighed, smiling and still continuing to just stare at her small, rounded arse cheeks clearly outlined through the lightweight dress material.

"Well, can you," she finally said, "go and get that original report from your office to compare to this one?"

"Yep, will do," I reluctantly said, disappointed that our flirting had obviously come to an end.

As it was a Friday afternoon the offices were a lot quieter than normal and I felt relieved that it would give my erection a chance to subside without anyone spotting it poking outwards from my lightweight suit trousers. I was also relieved that, as it was dress-down Friday I just had on an open necked business-style shirt on, no tie or jacket, as I was feeling noticeably quite warm now. 

Having got the original documentation, however, as I walked back towards the filing room we were using for some guaranteed piece and quiet to sort out this problem, the thought of her just made me aroused once more. 

Nicky had just turned 29, quite a bit younger than me at 41, but, if anything, she looked even younger than that. She was about 5ft 4", with short'ish blonde hair but a long fringe which often fell over her face and which I found particularly alluring. She also had a wide mouth and the most stunning smile. 

Whilst I'd heard other people say she was too pale and also 'way too thin,' for me her slender frame and waist just further accentuated her rather impressive breasts. In the work clothes that she tended to wear this wasn't normally obvious to view, I assumed she favoured sturdy, supporting bras which must have held her in, but on a couple of non-work occasions she'd worn tops or dresses which confirmed she was certainly very well 'stacked.'

She'd joined the company about a year ago and straight away we seemed to hit it off, often arguing and disagreeing with each other but in a friendly way and such that many people said we were just like a 'husband and wife.' She often came to the gym with me at lunch-times and she was certainly my best 'mate' within the company, but also a mate that I found a real turn-on. I don't think I'd have ever actually tried instigating anything with her, partly because I didn't want to risk our friendship but also I was actually very happily married.

However, as I walked back into the small, narrow document storage room we'd been using I admit I was curious to see if our earlier flirting would continue in the same manner. Nicky was still leaning over the desk with 'that' arse sticking out but then, presumably hearing me enter, she turned her head to look at me. 

"Notice anything different?" she grinned. I shook my head slightly in obvious confusion and was then really taken aback as she produced a pair of flimsy, white panties and smiled; "I thought if they were proving distracting I'd help you out!"

She paused, obviously enjoying the surprised look on my face and then burst out laughing as I really shook my head and stammered, "oh, that's just...just not fair!" aware that my cock was now thrusting out of my trousers once more.

Nicky then said, "well you better lock that door, we don't want the cleaners barging in and disturbing us," causing my prick to jerk in further excitement but then she scrunched the pants back up into her hand and said in quite a workmanlike manner, "as I think I've seen what we should be concentrating on" and turned back round to look at the report. 

Now I just didn't know what to think and, having locked the door, she did appear to be mulling over that damn, boring report once more. "What do you reckon?" she asked without looking round at all.

The desk was only quite narrow and penned in by filing cabinets either side, without enough room for me to stand alongside her so moving forward I tried to look over her left hand shoulder down to where-ever she was looking.

"I think this is definitely what we should be concentrating on", she continued easing herself back slightly so that her bum now nestled against my groin. I hesitated uncertain if that had been an intentional movement by her but Nicky then clearly started to move her bottom so that she was slowly rubbing herself against my ever-hardening cock! She pushed back against me even more, causing my shaft to ease her cheeks apart and, even through our clothes, I could now feel myself nestling in-between her crack.

I sighed quietly, just enjoying the sensation and not really daring to move in case it broke the moment and she stopped doing what she was doing. There didn't seem to be any real danger of that though as Nicky was now really sliding herself up and down against the length of my shaft and I heard her sigh and moan slightly as well. As Nicky seemed to be getting herself more worked up I gently placed my hands on her slim waist and my very touch seemed to galvanize her as she held the table to push back against me, her movements becoming even firmer and more pronounced.  

Nicky then eased her bum to the very tip of my erection and, as she pushed herself back downwards, my helmet was caught between her crack and moved down with her. When it was nearly at 90 degrees she pushed back slightly, spearing herself onto me. "Oh god," I sighed, running my finger tips down her back, causing Nicky to moan and arch her head backwards. "Fuck, I could come like this," I breathed. 

"Don't you dare," Nicky replied, turning to face me for the first time. The lust in her eyes was a real turn-on and she virtually demanded, "I want you to come deep inside me." We were both breathing very heavily and for a moment just stared at each other, I think both of us just taking in what she'd just said. 

Nicky then moved her head back further and I leant forward to her and, for the first time, we kissed. It was a quick, urgent kiss, both of us pulling back slightly to look at each other, and then doing the same again several more times until we fell into a long, lingering, deep snog. As our tongues probed, our bodies were still firmly pressed together and my cock felt like it was pushing deeper and deeper into her, with Nicky pulling me onto her. As we kissed I lightly ran the fingers of my left hand along her throat, then let it drop down to her left breast. I gently tweaked at her nipple and brought my other hand up to her right tit. I then lightly ran the back of my fingers and palms over her already erect nipples, before cupping her tits, feeling the sheer weight of them before firmly massaging them as we continued to snog. 

"I need you," Nicky then breathed, turning round and kissing all around my neck then up to nibble on my ear. "I need your cock inside me….deep inside me….fuck, I need you", she continued as I ran my hands all over her and then guided her up and backwards against the wall. 

I moved my hands up and under her dress, firmly groping all around her slender legs and thighs and then running my right hand up to her fanny. My middle finger immediately slipped in-between her fanny lips, causing Nicky to gasp and she started to almost frantically pull at the zip of my trousers. Her cunt felt warm and wet and I slowly eased my way fully into her, then held my finger there, lightly feeling her with the very finger tip. I used my palm to rub at her pubic hair and could feel Nicky pushing herself down onto my finger and hand. 

I reached down to help Nicky pull, with some difficulty, my cock out through my boxers and the zip in my suit trousers. My prick had never felt so big or hard and as it sprung out Nicky firmly held it near the base as I kissed and sucked at her breasts through her dress and bra. She then cupped my balls before sliding her finger-tips underneath the length of my shaft and then rubbing the tip between her fingers and wanking me several times, using my pre-come as lubricant. 

We then heard someone try the door handle and both froze looking at each other. Nicky grinned and I was sure it was just the cleaner who would simply move on to the next room, and so took the opportunity to lift Nicky up slightly by the waist. My cock seemed to automatically find it's way to her entrance and I heard her gasp slightly as my helmet nestled between her fanny lips and I then pushed myself into her. The thought that I was sliding into Nicky whilst someone stood only a few feet away from us added even further to the thrill and I watched her close her eyes as I slid into her warm, welcoming, wet fanny.

My initial concern that I might just shoot my load the moment I entered her passed as my urge to prolong this encounter proved greater. If anything my cock seemed to expand further at the sensation of being inside her and Nicky's fanny felt like it pulled my foreskin even further back as I slid fully up into her, trying to stiffle the groan that I let out at such a glorious feeling. 

The door handle was then tried again and Nicky once more looked straight at me whilst I just held her there, fully impaled on my cock. There was no way I was stopping, even if someone had actually come in, but fortunately we then heard footsteps walking away.

Nicky fell onto my mouth and, as she was so light, I quite easily found I could raise and lower her by her waist. Her cunt seemed to envelop itself around my cock and as I guided her up and down it felt like she was wanking me with a snug yet soft, warm glove. Her juices were really flowing now and I could hear slurping noises with our movements. I kissed at her breasts once more, then became aware Nicky was fiddling behind her back and next moment she'd pulled out her bra and dropped it to the floor, then yanked her dress away from her shoulders. 

Those pale breasts that I'd often thought about were now naked in front of me, as big and as perfect as I'd dreamt. "God you're fucking gorgeous," I said gazing at them momentarily and then became aware of Nicky urging me to, "suck them...suck my nipples, suck my breasts" and she leant forward slightly to offer up her heavy left breast to my mouth. 

Supporting it from underneath, and marveling at indeed how sheer heavy it was, I lightly licked and lapped at her nipple, before clamping my mouth around it and starting to suck and kiss at it quite forcibly. I then moved across to her right tit and did the same. Nicky pulled me to her, telling me how "good" it felt and then I concentrated once more on fucking her against the wall. As I banged more forcible into her, Nicky wrapped her arms around me and whilst I kissed at her neck she again nibbled and kissed at my ear. She was grunting more and more noisily but then suddenly said, "fuck me on the desk." 

I kissed her and, reluctantly, slid out of her. She took my hand and sitting on the edge of the desk she opened her slim legs wide and pulled me once more down onto her moist lips. As we kissed I could feel the underside of my shaft rubbing against her slit and almost finding it's way back in, but I wanted to watch me enter her this time and stood back up. 

Nicky grinned and leant back on her elbows, opening her legs even wider and fully exposing herself to my gaze. "Like what you see?" she smiled. "God yes," I breathed, pushing my erection downwards and guiding the head once more to her fanny lips. I watched as the tip parted her then looked up at Nicky as I eased myself back into her. "Ohhhh, that's nice," she grinned, looking straight at me. "I felt empty without you," she continued, wiggling slightly with me fully impaled in her before lying back fully on the desk. 

I looked back down to watch as I began to slide back and forth, bringing my cock virtually right out of her before sliding all the way back in. I could feel Nicky tensing her fanny muscles and gripping and releasing my cock which only added to the glorious sensation. I used my right thumb to gently play with her clit and Nicky placed her hand on top of mine. I then reached forward to massage and grope her tits before leaning forward to once more suckle on them and bury my face in-between them. 

As I stood back up I picked up Nicky's panties from the desk and she smiled as I firstly smelt at them, before rubbing them all over my face. "Next time," she said huskily, "you can eat me out and I'll suck you like you've never been sucked before."

I don't know if I was more delighted at the thought of either of those or the realization that she clearly didn't intend this to be a one-off.

I shoved her panties in my pocket and then holding her inner thighs I gradually built up the speed that I was fucking her. The slurping noises were getting louder and louder and I leant forward so my arms were trapping her thighs against the desk and I could really thrust into her, harder and harder. Nicky reached up to hold onto the top of the desk and 'warned' me that she was, "going to come...going to come...going to COOOOOME." 

As her orgasm obviously hit she arched her head and her back off the desk. I thrust hard into her several more times and then slowed my movements as she gradually calmed down. "Fuck, that was good," she grinned, reaching down and running her hands over her inner thighs and then down to feel my cock still slowly moving in and out of her. 

She then sat up leaning on her right arm so that she could reach down and fondle my balls with her left hand. "Now I want you to empty these in me," and she pushed her tongue once more into my mouth, snogging me long and hard, whilst grinding herself against me. I stopped my movements and just enjoyed the sensation of her fucking herself on me, and getting more and more worked up as she did so. "Come in me...come in me," she urged, falling back onto my mouth. 

"Let me fuck you from behind," I said slipping out of her and then helping to guide her round. Nicky leant down on the desk, sticking that cute, bare arse up in the air. I couldn't resist the sight and whilst holding her small bum cheeks lowered my face to her crack. She gasped at the first touch of my nose, mouth and tongue pushing in-between her arse and then groaned in pleasure as I quite frantically licked and kissed at her. Nicky pushed back against me and pulled my face to her whilst encouraging, "lick me...that's it,oh yea,lick me." She smelt and tasted gorgeous and I don't know who was getting more and more worked up, me or her.

I could have stayed like that for ages but now the need to fuck Nicky and empty my load deep inside her was even greater and I quickly stood back up and pushed my rock-solid erection downwards and in-between her legs. My cock again seemed to find it's way straight to her entrance and in one swift movement I slid completely into her. From this angle it felt as though I was even deeper in her than even before.  

Holding her slim waist I quickly started to pump in and out of her, Nicky groaning in time with my thrusts. The sensation was just so good that I couldn't hold on for very long and with my balls smacking against her, I 'warned' Nicky that I was going to "come." Moving my hands down to hold her small buttocks it then felt like my cock just exploded, pumping load after load deep inside her. 

I just stood there for a few moments, sighing in contentment, then leant forward to kiss at her slender back and shoulders. Nicky raised herself up from the desk so that her heavy tits swung below her and I reached down to cup them, gently playing with them and again marveling at their sheer weight.

"Did you come?" she giggled, wiggling against me and turning her head so that we could lightly kiss. "Fuck yes," I breathed, as she then quite matter-of-factly eased me out of her, turned round and pulled her dress back up over her shoulders.

"Come on then," she continued, quite briskly as she smoothed the bottom of the dress back down over her legs and turned round to the report. I feared from her manner that that was going to be that and it would indeed prove to be just a one-off but Nicky then simply put the paperwork into a drawer and said, "I need a shower, so I'm going to sneak off early...my place is on your way back, want to share one with me?" and she trailed her middle finger down my chest to my now limp cock. Her touch and what she'd just said made my prick twitch and she smiled, "that's very promising."

"And as plans go..."I grinned quickly starting to sort myself out.

"Give me a couple of minutes then follow me," she virtually purred, pulling my face down to hers and deeply French kissing me before walking to the door.

The drive to Nicky's place was only about 10 minutes and in that time my prick was already showing signs of springing back to life, what with the thought of what we'd been doing and also with the expectancy of what was, literally, going to come! When Nicky answered my knock on her door, my cock suddenly sprang back to full attention. She initially opened it just a fraction, presumably to check it was me, then pulled it wide open to reveal she was standing there totally naked, with the exception of some black, high-heeled!

She smiled for a moment, obviously enjoying the sheer look of surprise on my face for a second time that afternoon as I just kept looking at her up and down, drinking in the vision and then just breathing, "ohhh, my god." "Come here", she urged, pulling me in and leading me straight to her bedroom. 




Office Fuck Buddies Ch. 02



"Have you got my pants with you?" Nicky asked with a slight grin.

We were standing in the staff room and whilst there were other people in there, no-one was close enough to hear. 

"Sorry?" I replied, with a slightly quizzical look on my face.

I was really just playing for a bit of time as I'd thought she hadn't realised that I must have still had her nickers from when she'd removed them on the previous Friday afternoon.

It was the Wednesday after we'd first 'extended' our "special friendship," as Nicky had described it when we spoke on the 'phone over the week-end. We'd exchanged a few texts and then had a long conversation on the Sunday, and then again at work on the Monday morning, firstly with us both expressing no regrets and then with Nicky laying down a few rules. Because of that I deliberately hadn't pushed anything, thinking it was better for her to instigate when something would happen next so that she didn't feel at my "beck and call" (as she'd phrased it). 

I had, however, on the Sunday 'relieved' myself whilst holding and smelling those silky, brief white panties and thinking of her; those big, so-heavy tits; her slight but toned body; her small but shapely arse; that cute face with the wide mouth and the alluring smile. 

"You didn't give them back to me the other day...have you got them with you or are you intending to wear them yourself?" she grinned wider. 

Nicky was standing closer than someone usually would, within what most people would term my personal space and so, whilst I was confident this would help no-one over-hear us, I was also concerned that her proximity coupled with the way she was looking up at me, let alone what we were talking about, would cause the blood to go rushing to my cock and become obvious to others! 

"I don't think they'd fit me," I sort-of laughed, "and they certainly wouldn't look as good on me as they do on you."

"Oh, I don't know", she smirked, "...and anyway doesn't the thought of having your cock nestling against the same, soft, silky material that my pussy has been rubbing and nestling against excite you....?" 

Having this small, slight but very busty, younger lady looking up at me from so close, in an almost coy, shy way, with her hands held behind her back, but whilst talking in such a dirty way made me tongue-tied and I merely nodded my head in agreement. 

"Anyway," she continued, a seductive look on her face, "I suppose if you haven't got them with you I'll just have to stay commando then," and she turned and walked away from me. 

As I gazed after her, I was sure she was walking slower than she normally would and in an exaggerated manner as if it to exemplify her arse, enabling me presumably longer to look and lust after her. Reaching the staff room door she turned and looked at me and seemed to take great enjoyment at the look on my face which, to her, would have been apparent was a mix of surprise, desire and slight resentment. 

I clearly sighed, then smiled but also slightly shook my head, as if trying to say, 'that's just not fair!' 

And it wasn't fair, I had several important things to (try to) concentrate on that morning and it proved to be a real struggle. 

Fortunately, at least from a work point of view, the first couple of meetings I had that day were away from the office I shared with Nicky and a couple of other guys.

I did pass her in the corridor once and, and as there were other people around, just exchanged normal pleasantries but she did smile at me in a knowing sort of a way and I did manage, when I was sure knowing else was watching, to mouth the word 'cow'causing her to smile even broader. 

It was late morning before I headed back to our office, looking forward to having some time with Nicky with no-one else around as the two guys we shared with weren't in that day.

I feared my hopes were going to be dashed, however, as I was joined down the corridor by Simon, our Financial Accountant, a nice enough guy but someone who had a distinct talent for making a 5 minute conversation drag on for (what seemed like) hours! My heart sank even further when he said he just needed to go over some cost analysis with me before going to see our Chief Executive and he promptly followed me into the office.

As I walked in Nicky flashed me a very pleasant smile in welcome but I was sure her face then dropped slightly as she saw Simon walking in behind me. They exchanged a few words, Nicky asked me about the meetings and I then sat down with Simon, intending to try and breeze through this as quickly as possible. 

After about 15 minutes, however, Simon was still in full flow and seemed to want to go over everything several times and I had to stop myself from looking over at Nicky and letting my mind wonder. 

Just then Simon's mobile rang and, apologising, he said it was a call he needed to take. Moments after I'd said, "no problem", my land-line rang.

"Guess what I'm doing?", I instantly recognised Nicky's voice, breathing quietly and huskily from the ear-piece.

Looking across at her, our desks were approximately 20 yards apart from each other on the angle, I could see she was holding her phone with one hand but the other hand was down below her desk and it seemed apparent was between her legs.

Although Simon seemed to be heavily engrossed in his conversation, I dared not say anything in response and just looked at her, the slightest smile appearing on my face as I also very gently shook my head as if, once more, saying 'that's just not fair'!

"God, I'm so wet," she continued, "...I frigged myself silly thinking about you last night," followed by a very quiet, yet deep, throaty groan.

"Get rid of him as soon as you can. The key to the downstairs document library is in your top right drawer. You go ahead, just sit on the chair and leave the key in the lock on the inside." 

"OK," I replied, desperately trying to think of an easy and plausible way to bring my discussions with Simon to a very quick end.

He, however, did this for me by then ending his call and saying that it had been our boss on the phone and he had to go and see him right now. 

I, seemingly, graciously accepted his apologies and reassured him that we could pick up on this again sometime tomorrow but still had to rise and help coerce him out towards the door otherwise I think it would have still taken ages for him to go. Whilst he was still talking I'd opened my desk drawer as Nicky had ventured and pocketed the key which was there. As I followed him out of the door, virtually pushing him on his way, I turned to look quickly at Nicky and she held up one finger, I assume to tell me that she'd be following in literally one minute. 

As Simon carried along the passageway, I said my goodbyes and quickly descended down the stairs to the lower level, which mainly housed store rooms, the mainframe computer area and the document room which Nicky had mentioned.

One advantage of working for a company with just over 40 staff was that everyone got to know each other and who did what. It also meant that there was a lot of shared responsibility and Nicky was the only person who had a key to this room with the exception of another lady who was away on annual leave. We were also quite spread out over 3 levels and so you weren't on top of each other, with lots of prying eyes all over the place. I was grinning as I unlocked the door at the realisation of how much obvious thought Nicky had put into this. 

Turning on the light I saw that the only chair which was usually in the room had been placed in the centre, rather than behind the sole desk and I quickly placed the key in the lock and sat down. For some reason, I just had to remove my tie and was glad I did so as moments later Nicky quietly entered the room and turned to lock the door. 

My prick was now quite clearly straining against my suit trousers, thrusting rock-solid straight upwards.

"We haven't got that long," she said, looking quite serious as she walked towards me, "so I want you to get that cock straight out." 

She obviously wanted to be in full control and it was a real kick to have this younger, attractive lady who I found so sexy obviously feeling horny for me too.

Nicky walked behind me and, as I unzipped my trousers and with some difficulty reached in and released my prick from my boxers, she leant down to whisper to me; "I'm going to straddle you and ride your cock, but there's not going to be any touching or kissing or groping...I just want to concentrate on that big, hard, cock, filling my tight, warm pussy."

I could smell her senseous perfume and feel her breath on my neck and what with her words could have quite easily shot my load right there and then. My prick had twitched and jerked in excitement and anticipation as she'd spoken and did so once more as she moved her right hand around in front of my face and presented her middle finger below my nose.

"Smell how turned on I am," Nicky whispered, and I breathed in to fully enjoy the musty, distinctive aroma that I recognised from the other day.

"Taste how turned on I am," she continued, presenting her finger to my lips and sighing as I lightly licked at it, before rolling my tongue around the tip and then slowly sucking back and forth several times. As with her smell, she had a certain taste to her, one that I thoroughly enjoyed and one that only added to the way that everything about her seemed to turn me on. 

Nicky seemed to be breathing very heavily now and, as she walked back round in front of me, virtually demanded, "lower the chair right down, pull your dick away from you and hold it straight for me."

As I did so she reached down to slightly pull up her long, smart skirt from the bottom, meaning that she could step across my lap and straddle me.

Nicky then let her skirt drop once more and it fell down covering my lap and thighs. There was something highly erotic about having this almost fully-clothed woman standing over me but knowing that my rock-solid erection was only a few inches from her naked, ready and oh-so-willing entrance.

As I held my cock at it's base, Nicky looked at me as she so slowly began to lower herself. Not being able to see how close she was getting to my prick just added to the whole excitement and my prick was now literally aching, straining for the first touch. Finally, we both gasped at the sensation of her soft, delicate cunt lips lightly meeting the tip of my massively enlarged helmet. 

I then sighed out loud as she lowered herself slightly further and I could feel her entrance slipping around the head of my prick until Nicky held herself there, looking straight at me, just impaled on the very head of my cock.

I took my hand away and, to stop myself from grasping her and pulling her to me, firmly gripped the underside of the chair with both hands. 

Having removed my hand from the base of my cock Nicky, or rather the entrance to her pussy, was now the only thing supporting and keeping my cock straight and the sensation as my helmet strained against her was tantalising.

Nicky half-smiled as she could see the mix of emotions on my face; the sheer pleasure at such a glorious feeling but also trying to control the desire to urge her to ram herself fully down onto me and not to reach out and grope at her slender body and fabulous tits. 

As if taking pity on me, and just before I think I would have succumbed to one or the other or more likely both, she began to slide herself down my shaft, again looking me straight in the eyes as she did so. 

Although she was wet, her pussy still felt nicely tight and snug and I could distinctly feel her pussy lips firmly slipping all the way down the outside of my prick. 

We both let out loud groans as she finally just sat on my lap, all her weight now pushing down and further emphasising the sensation of her being impaled on me. Nicky arched her head back and closed her eyes, before opening them again and looking at me once more. "Fuck this is so much better than my fingers...or my dildo," she breathed, wiggling on my lap very slightly and causing me to moan once more. 

I could then feel Nicky squeezing her pussy muscles, clamping herself against me, then releasing once more. "Ohhh, that's good...so good," I urged, resulting in her doing it a few more times and grinning quite broadly, obviously enjoying her control over me. 

"Well, I want to...," and she reached behind me to hold the back of the chair, "....no, change that to 'need to' ride this big dick" and she slowly started to ease herself back up.

When the head of my cock was near to slipping out of her snatch, she then slowly eased herself all the way back down again.

I let out a long groan, but Nicky just closed her eyes and kept them shut as she did this several more times, gradually building up the speed and force that she was sliding up and down me and seeming to want to concentrate just on that sensation. 

As her juices began to flow and made a slurping noise with each of her motions she intermitidly opened her eyes to look at me and started to swear and moan in pleasure; "fuck yes....fuck yes......oh, yes....oh, yes." Those big, heavy tits were bouncing up and down so tantalizingly close but, somehow, I managed to just sit there and let her fuck herself on me.

Now she was really ramming up and down, banging down onto me and getting more and more frantic. Fortunately, the large shredding machine was going in one of the nearby rooms so even if anyone had passed by there was no chance they would have heard us. 

As Nicky then groaned, "god, so good....so good.....so fucking goooood," she stopped moving up and down and simply ground herself against me in small wiggling movements, first backwards and forwards and then around and around.

"I'm gonna...I'm gonna...I'm going to cooooome," she now wailed and then, breaking her own rule, she fell forward to clamp her mouth on mine. Her tongue initially darting in and out of my mouth and then, as her orgasm obviously hit, probing deeper and harder into my mouth, whilst she pulled me onto her by the back of my head. 

Those glorious tits were now nicely digging into my chest and I could feel her juices flowing down onto me. Nicky was letting out a deep, throaty groan as she continued to snog me and grind herself downwards, riding out her orgasm for as long as she could. I'd moved my hands up to lightly hold her hips, enjoying the sensation of feeling how hard and firmly she was pushing herself against me, virtually rutting herself on my cock. 

As her orgasm finally seemed to subside and her movements slowed right down, her kissing became much less urgent but changed to a long, lingering, deep type smooch.

I now reached underneath her and pushed her up slightly by her arse. As she was so light it was easy for me to support her this way and this meant that I could start to gradually bang up into her. As my thrusts became more firm and pronounced she grunted in time with them, encouraging in my ear, "fuck me...fuck me....that's it, that's good...fuck me...oh yea, fuck me."

It didn't take long for my balls to feel like they were going to explode and, as I continued to smack up into her, for my cock to then spurt torrent after torrent of come deep inside her.

I let out a long, long groan at the final release of all my pent-up desire and Nicky leant forward to lightly kiss all along my exposed throat and then fell onto my welcoming mouth once more as I lowered my face back down to her. 

We kissed for a while, with Nicky still sat on my lap and still seeming to enjoy the sensation of being impaled on me, even though my prick was now well and truely spent. I lightly ran my hands up and down her sides, then reached up under her skirt to feel her cute bare 

arse. Nicky gently played with my firm chest and ran little circles around my nipples, which felt very sensual through the light material of my business shirt.

"God...I needed that...thanks,"she grinned, in-between kisses. 

"You're very...welcome," I laughed, "but I hope...you realise...how bloody hard it was...NOT to grope you...to kiss your breasts...Oh, how I wanted to fondle these magnificent breasts" and I very lightly kissed at her left nipple through her smart, white blouse.

I could feel my prick slightly stirring and Nicky could obviously feel it too as she giggled and wiggled on me, causing my cock to stir even further. I moved across to again very lightly kiss at her right nipple making my prick react even more and prompting Nicky to grin, "stop it, we haven't got time."

"Oh, speed needn't be a problem where you're concerned," I laughed, "you're such a bloody turn-on that holding on can be VERY difficult, but if you want me to come quickly, now that I don't think would be a problem at all!" Nicky grinned even broader, highlighting that lovely wide mouth that I found so attractive. 

"Why thank you, I'll take that as a great compliment."

She was still very slightly and slowly moving around on me and breathed, "god, it does feel good feeling you grow inside me," which only caused my dick to expand even further, "...BUT I've got that audit meeting soon and I can't go into it looking all disheveled."

She paused for a moment, looking like she was thinking or considering something.

"Can you," she continued, attempting to look as coy as she could whilst still sat on me, "pop round to my place straight from work? Then you can grope..and kiss..and suck..and play with my tits, in fact we'll do anything you want to do..."

"Anything...?" I grinned, letting the question trail off.

"Anything," she grinned, kissing me and then saying, "although within the bounds of relative,commonly accepted, 'dirtyness,' of course," she laughed.

I paused for a moment, and then once more lowered my mouth to lightly kiss at her right nipple, saying "I'll see you later", and then did the same to her left one.

"Good," she grinned, now I better go before I change my mind" and she quickly reached behind her to grab a box of tissues that she'd obviously placed on the desk earlier. Handing me a couple she then stood up, causing my prick to reluctantly slip out of her. As I wiped myself down, I watched Nicky lift her skirt up and saw that the pubic hair all around her slit was glistening and matted. 

"I really must get those pants back," she laughed as she finished tidying herself up and then let her skirt drop back down.

She bent down to me saying, "I'll see you," then lightly kissed me, "....and you," letting her hand then fall briefly onto my cock, "...later too."

The touch of her long, slender fingers encircling the base of my shaft and then lightly running up and down me in a wanking motion caused me to sigh. Nicky did this several times, seeming to enjoy the sight and feel of my prick growing in her hand. She was breathing quite heavily again as we both watched my dick grow and harden at her touch, the veins clearly appearing down the sides.

She then quite suddenly just stopped, as if bringing herself to her senses and simple said again, "later," before crossing to the door, unlocking it and slipping out without virtually a backward glance. 

I waited for a few minutes and then, after catching up on a few phone calls and emails, I slipped across to the gym to have a shower and freshen up properly. Whilst washing myself I tried not to think of her, her smile and her lythe body as it was a communial changing area and I was concerned that I might start to get an erection in front of anyone else who was there! Fortunately, I had a pretty full on afternoon scheduled and gathering my thoughts about the forthcoming work helped to do the trick.

The afternoon went quite quickly and I genuinely hadn't thought too much about Nicky until I was walking back to the office and saw her approaching from the other direction.




Office Fuck Buddies Ch. 02



We met at the door-way and as I leant against one side she reached up and lightly prodded me in the chest. "Hiya...been thinking about me?" she smiled, leaning back against the other side of the door and crossing her legs.

"Nope, not really," I grinned, "...been very busy." 

"You git," she playfully snapped, half-kicking out at me.

"Well I've had a really boring afternoon," she continued, "and I've been thinking about you and all the things you might want to do to me," she looked downwards, "that's if you'd still like to..." she then looked back up with a real glint in those deep blue, almost intoxicating eyes.

Before I'd answered, she'd looked up and down the corridor quickly and, seeing no-one around, reached out and cupped my groin area.

"I'll take that as a 'yes' then?" she smiled.

As I nodded the phone on my desk rang. "I better just..." I started to say moving round to answer it but as I did so Nicky stepped forward so that I had to brush quite firmly against her body, her tits rubbing into me as I let my hand trail against her bum and thigh.

"Have you showered?" she breathed. I again simply nodded, somehow managing to resist just clamping my mouth onto hers. 

Reluctantly picking up the receiver I sat down and looked up at Nicky as I listened to the caller. She'd picked up a piece of paper and, with her back to me, seemed to be writing something down on the opposite desk. The call was about some mundane invoicing matter which would have usually struggled to keep my attention but this time had no chance as Nicky turned and handed me the piece of paper, on which she'd simply written, 'thinking about me now?'.

As I read it she'd leant forward over my desk and had obviously undone the top two or three buttons of her blouse as I was now afforded a glorious view of her deep, plunging, inviting cleavage and a glimpse of her white, lacy bra, struggling to hold those large, heavy, so-suckable tits. She just held herself there, leaning right forward, slighty swaying and grinning as I seemed transfixed, unable to break my gaze away from her breasts.

Moving the phone so that I held it on my shoulder I took the piece of paper and just wrote, 'YES!'

Nicky then wrote down, 'GOOD, give me 10-15 minutes to freshen up, knock and come in, I'll leave door on the latch' and blew a light kiss as she left. 

I made sure I binned the paper, finished the phone call and fired off a couple of emails before heading out of the offices myself.

On the short car journey to her flat I thought about all the things I'd like to do to Nicky; whether to firstly go down on her and bury my face in-between her legs; or how about doing a '69'position? - 'no' I discareded that as I'd always found it too difficult trying to concentrate on what I was meant to be doing but also enjoying what was being done to me!; or wondering whether she'd let me fuck that cute, cute ass of hers? I'd never done or really thought too much previously about doing anal, but since licking her out from behind, from her slit to her arse, the thought of doing it to her certainly got me rock-hard, very quickly. 

In no time I was knocking on her door and then calling out as I walked in. 

"In here," I heard her reply and, following the sound of her voice, I walked across and opened her bedroom door. 

Nicky was stretched out on her bed, completely naked and grinned, "I've showered, I'm clean and you can do what you like to me...as long as it makes me dirty again," she said huskily, stretching her hands and legs out to exemplify her nakedness.

I walked around the side of the bed, taking in the vision of her lying there as if trying to memorise it and told her to, "just lie still, don't move." 

"OK," she smiled watching me as I lay down beside her, looking her up and down; from her slender, toned legs, up to her hairy, pouting pussy, to her narrow waist and then those magnificant, large tits, which only emphasised how slight the rest of her body was. 

"You are just so sexy, I could lick..and kiss..and suck you..all over, for ever," I told her, very gently running my fingers down the side of her cheek as she looked up at me, seeming to listen intently. "And your face, that smile, those eyes," I continued as I once more thought how alluring she looked when her long fringe fell forward as now, "...I feel I could come sometimes by just looking at you, or being near you."

With my middle finger-tip I now lightly traced down her slender neck to her thoat and then onto her left nipple, very gently rolling my finger over it and enjoying feeling at how erect and hard it was. I then traced my finger-tips underneath her tit, very gently squeezing it slightly before oushing it upwards and marvelling once more at how very heavy they were.

Nicky was now breathing really deeply and visably rubbing her thighs together and stetching her legs out once more. I rolled the underside of my fingers over her nuggety-feeling nipple causing her to urge, "please, lick me, suck me, do something to me."  

"In a while," I replied, moving my fingers over to her right nipple and doing the same to it and enjoying hearing Nicky gasp at my touch and then arc her head backwards, her own hand dropping down inbetween her legs.

"No," I said quite firmly, moving her hand away and kissing at her long fingers, before standing back up and moving round to the end of the bed. Nicky watched me all the way and now just murmoured, "pleeease," a longing, virtual-pleading look on her face. 

"Open your legs and then don't move," I said.

Nicky did just this, spreading her legs wide and exposing herself fully to my gaze.

I now had a perfect view of her pussy lips parting in an inviting pout, gloriously framed by her luxurious, thick but neat triangle of wirey, pubic hair. I leant down onto the bed and, looking up at her, said again, "don't move," as I crawled up towards her.

When my face was just above her snatch, I could see Nicky slightly trembling, as if she was desperate for my touch or to push herself up to me.

She now let out a throaty groan and I could see her arse wiggling against the bed, as I simply dropped my mouth to her and lightly kissed at her slit. I heard her moan even louder and then sigh as I moved my mouth around to lightly kiss all around her pubic hair, before once more kissing at her pussy lips. Even with such a soft, delicate kiss, I could taste and smell how turned on she was. 

Moving away from her, I heard Nicky sigh again but this time as if in disappointment. I now stood up once more at the end of the bed and, as I started to undo my shoes, told her, "I want you," and I kicked off my shoes and socks, "...to now come and suck on my big, hard cock" and I unzipped myself and released my dick.

My prick was straining and the end was slightly tuned up in a way I hadn't seen before and I watched Nicky quickly move up and around and then crawl up the bed towards me, a broad, wide grin on her face and those heavy tits swinging down below her.

As I pulled off my suit jacket (I'd removed my tie in the car) I watched her poke her long tongue out and, without touching me with her hands, simply lick along the slit of my prick.

I groaned at her touch and cock twitched and jerked as she licked and lapped up the pre-come that was glistening all over my helmet. As I started to unbutton my shirt, I virtaully demanded, "Now suck me" and Nicky then, again without touching me, moved her mouth up and over my cock and simply slipped her soft lips all the way down my shaft. 

As my shirt dropped to the floor I lightly craddled her face with my heads to feel her moving back and forth before placing them on top of her blonde hair, to help encourage her with her movements. Nicky slurped back and forth, now holding the base of my cock with one hand and reaching round to hold my right buttock with the other, pulling me to her.

"Fuck,that's good...so good...ahhh, so good," I encouraged, reaching down below her to first cup, and then fondle those big tits and to tweak her nipples.

As she continued to fuck her mouth with my cock I then reached up and ran my hands down to her arse cheeks. Firstly I pulled her onto me, and then eased her bum cheeks apart and slipped my middle finger all along her crack, lightly around that so tempting arse-hole, causing her to jump and groan slightly at my touch, and then trailed my fingertips all along her slender back and up to her shoulders.

I now watched as Nicky held my shaft half way along, her long fingers feeling cool against the warmth of my cock, as she then pushed the tip of her tongue in-between the slit at the top of my prick.

I felt such a sudden, sharp, senseous feeling that it verged upon pain. She quickly poked her tongue in and out of there several more times, causing my legs to shake and buckle slightly at the sensation, before she took pity on me and moved her head down to kiss and suck at my bollocks. Holding my dick up, Nicky then slid her tongue all along the underside of my shaft before I saw her grinning face re-appear.

"Didn't you like that?" she smiled, lightly kissing my slit. "Yeees, sort-of" I partly grimaced, then moaned loudly as she again quickly pushed the tip of her tongue in and out of my slit. "Oh, fuck...oh, fuck...oh fuuuck," I swore, then relaxed as Nicky relented and tenderly rolled her tongue around my helmet. 

"I've never done it before," she grinned with a real glint in her eye, "but if you want you can come in my mouth..." she let it trail off, as though enabling me to let the thought sink in before she started to suck back and forth again, getting more and more frantic and more and more urgent. 

I could have quite easily shot my load into that warm, welcoming mouth but I also had a great desire to slide into her pussy once more and I some-what reluctantly eased Nicky off me and manoveured her back down. As I then eased her up the bed I kissed at her snatch, her flat tummy, up to her breasts and then on to her mouth.

As I went I told her, "that was good...so good...but I want to...I need to...be inside you." 

As my mouth clamped to hers, our tongues immediately probed and I could feel my prick seemingly automatically nuzzling at her entrance. 

Nicky shifted underneath me slightly and, as we continued to snog, I could feel myself sliding into her for the second time that day. 

Nicky pulled me tight to her, groaning as this movement helped manoeuvre me fully inside her, right up to the hilt. 

As we kissed, I lay there for a while, trying not to force all my weight down onto her but just enjoying feeling virtually every part of me pressing against some part of her slender and yet curvey body.

I was running my hands up and down her sides and now moved them up to cup and firmly massage those large breasts. As I did this her pussy seemed to be cramped all around and holding my cock tight, in a firm and yet soft vice-like grip. I continued to play with, and suckle on, those tits but now also started to move up and down, partly sliding slowly in and out of her.

Nicky was encouraging, "fuck me...that's it, fuck me...ohhh, fuck me" and I fell onto her neck and greedily kissed all around her neck and throat as she pushed her head backwards, thrusting those tits up into my welcoming, kneading hands. 

As my thrusts got more and more pronounced now, the friction caused by her snug-feeling pussy only added to my increasing urgency.

I then pushed myself up into a kneeling position and asked Nicky to pass me a pillow. She did so grinning as I placed it underneath her ass. With this raised position the pressure applied to her clit was increased and she pushed back against me, wiggling and grinding herself against my shaft. 

Reaching down I now lifted her legs up high and held them by her calves as I started to slide more fully in and out of her, varying the length and pace of my strokes. Nicky reached up to help push herself down onto me via the bedboard, meeting my thrusts as I banged harder and harder into her. 

She seemed to be nearing reaching a climax so I lowered her legs once more and leant forward slightly, supporting myself with my left hand whilst carressing at her clit with my right thumb. Nicky placed a hand around my right hand, urging encouragement as she looked straight at me.

I now felt her wrap her legs around my waist, clamping me to her in a vice like grip as she continued; "god, you're so deep...fuck, yes...that's it...that's it...right in me...right in me." She was virtually crying out now, "...YES...YES...YES" and then once again arched her back off the bed and tilted her head backwards as she rode her orgasm to the full. 

As she finally calmed I slowed my movements right down and for a while just held her lightly by her slim waist and watched my prick moving very gently in and out of her, her pussy lips rising and falling with my motions.

Nicky stretched her hands out wide and then squashed those large, pale tits together and smiling wickedly down at me breathed,"now, why don't you come on my tits?" and she started to wiggle and gyrate herself slightly against me.

I just held myself there enjoying the sensation of her pushing against me and taking in what she'd just suggested.

"Why don't you...shoot your load...all over these...big, big titties?" she continued, grinning as she could obviously then feel me increasing the speed that I was easing in and out of her. "I want to actually see your hot spunk shooting out from your prick."

"That's it," she urged huskily, "pump me, pump me," as she now rubbed and pulled at her nipples, "then I want your come...all over my tits...my big tits...and onto my mouth...I want to taste your come spurting into my wet, welcoming, naughty-litte mouth."

I was now pumping into her quite frantically, Nicky's words and encouragement driving me on until after a minute or so I could feel my balls start to tighten and quickly withdrew myself from her snatch.

Shuffling immediately up the bed, I wanked my foreskin up and down several times, whilst Nicky eased herself down so that her breasts were immediately below my balls.

I now pushed my cock down in-between her cleavage, Nicky pushing her glorious tits around me so that they engulfed my shaft. As I then placed my hands against hers, I looked straight at her cute face, the lust and expentency quite obvious and, driven on by her urges for me to "come" and to "give it" to her, proceeded to titty-fuck her, faster and faster, grunting and moaning all the while.

It didn't take long for me to feel my prick virtually explode, with me groaning loudly in a mix of relief and pleasure as the first pump-load of come landed on and in-between her tits.

Nicky quickly leant forward, her mouth open and her long tongue stretching right out, straining to reach and lapping at any spurt of come that came towards her. She then clamped her delicate lips just below the helmet of my cock and pulled me onto her by my arse cheeks.

The sight of this younger, attractive woman, afixing her mouth to me encouraged a couple more forceful pumps to squirt directly to the back of her throat, Nicky groaning and looking up at me, the glint in her eyes encouraging one last squirt to fall onto her welcoming tongue, before she greedily sucked back and forth and then licked and kissed all around my goo-ey prick. 

"Very...nice," she grinned, massaging and rubbing her glistening tits with one hand as she gently fondled my balls with the other, "we must do that again some time." 

I virtually collapsed on the bed alongside her before she led me to the shower and we washed each down, me paying particular attention to her tits before sliding into her snatch from behind as the water poured down over us. Over the next 4 to 5 months we fucked a couple of more times at work, in my car and in her car, quite a lot at her place and, on two memorable occasions when we managed to arrange work commitments that enforced staying away, in a couple of motels. 

We stopped initially after 3-4 weeks when Nicky met another guy she thought she could get serious about, but then continued again when it quickly became clear it wasn't going to be as she'd originally hoped. She did then meet someone else who she ended up living with and left the company shortly afterwards.

I truely missed her friendship (nearly!) as much as anything, but we parted on very good terms and I was pleased to know she was settled and happy.I honestly feel that as well as 'helping' me at a time when my marriage had gone stale it also helped me avoid the risk of having an affair that could have 'gone' anywhere and, ultimately, made me value what I had/still have a whole lot more (as well as some very pleasant memories for my old age!).



Office Fuck Buddies



Nicky stopped at her bed, maneuvered me round and said, "stand there". I did just that as she undid and pushed off my shirt before kissing her way down my body, my prick jerking as she reached my erection sticking prominently outwards. She quickly pulled off my shoes and socks and then moved back up, unbuckling my belt and pushing my trousers and boxers down in one swift movement.

I looked down to watch this blonde, naked, younger woman kissing and sucking at my balls before trailing her tongue along the underside of my shaft. She was holding my thighs so the only sensation on my cock was her silky-feeling tongue. My prick was sticking virtually straight upwards and Nicky grinned at me as she kissed at the tip, smiling as it jerked and twitched at her touch before sliding her mouth up and over the helmet and then slowly back down the whole length.

"Ohhhh god...Ohhhh god," I groaned, lightly holding her head as she began to slide her soft lips up and down my cock. Nicky still hadn't been touching me with her hands at all but now she fondled my balls as she continued to suck up and down, then reached round to grope and pull my buttocks to her as she increased the pace that she was sucking. 

"Fuck that's good..ohhh, so good...so good," I moaned, as my prick seemed to be growing even harder and firmer inside Nicky's warm, moist mouth. She was getting more and more worked up herself and she suddenly stood up, pushed me back downwards onto the bed and simply said, "God, I need to fuck you." 

She encouraged me to shuffle up the bed even further and lowering herself down, crawled up my body, kissing me as she went. As she did so, she was telling me, "I'm going to fuck your brains out" and "I'm going to ride you like you've never been ridden before." 

Then as she straddled me, she looked straight at me and said, "I'm going to ride your nice, big, hard cock like it's never been riden before" which, after guiding my cock back into her once more, and with those big heavy tits swinging in front of me, is exactly what she did. 



Office Fuck Pt. 02



 The sequel to the story of Mary's mysterious night time rendezvous in her office with a stranger. Sex with strangers always has repercussions..

*****

Mary sat in the office contemplating her next move. Should she finish that presentation that was due the next day? Or should she go fuck 'Rumplestiltskin'? The invitation was there on her office IM (Instant Messenger), the blue text blinking invitingly saying 'Rendezvous?'.

That was their code word, their go to word for initiating proceedings. Their 'Rendezvous' had lately started to get more daring. Sometimes they would fuck in the executive washroom. Sometimes in her office, her body propped against the office window, her mysterious lover fucking her from behind. 

It had become an excuse for her to work late almost every day in the office. They didn't talk much, in fact the only words they exchanged were words of encouragement. Since they did it almost everyday she was on the pill. She always wanted him inside her always till the end. But try as she might he was still her mysterious lover, he wouldn't tell her his name, what he did in the office or what this was.. whatever it was. 

'Rendezvouz' was all he said.. and rendezvous was all they did. At first Mary had been ok with this. But lately she had started to develop feelings towards her mysterious lover. She wanted to know him.. feel his true being inside her, she wanted to bring a level of familiarity to the sex. And she also wanted to be certain that this was no game to him.

Not that it was a very high priority to her. All this late working had ensured that she was completing her assignments on time. She had finally been started to be acknowledged not just as a pretty face but as an important contributor to the sales team. One of her presentations had even helped her organization - "Zanster Inc." acquire all advertising rights to the latest brand of toothpaste - "Sparkling T".

So all in all it was a win win situation. But she was a woman and for women more often than not just sex is never enough. 

So as the blue text blinked on her IM, she decided that he would get what he wanted one more time. And then she would get what she wanted.

So with resolve, she locked her machine, switched off her monitor and headed for the terrace. That was the new rendezvous. The weather was great, the rooftop inconspicuous except for the thrill of getting caught by the security guard who patrolled the roof. Well all that just added to the excitement.

As she opened the door to the rooftop and stepped through, she was promptly held from behind by a strong pair of hands and lifted bodily. She gasped at first with surprise but the familiar grunt from behind indicated that it was her lover. He carried her over to the helipad and up the stairs. 

She didn't say a word. 

'Fucking on the helipad.. this was going to be new and exciting' she thought to herself. 

Finally when they reached the centre of the helipad, he set her down and turning her around, he held her tight and kissed her passionately, wantonly. They kissed for a bit, their tongues hungrily caressing each other's and their bodies arching into each other's with wanton desire. Gently he pushed her to the ground and lay her down, kissing her all the way. She could feel his hardness through his pant. As soon as she was on the ground, he quickly took off her panties and started to lick her pussy. She moaned with pleasure, her hips arching upwards to meet his tongue which was furiously working her clitoris. As she started to get wet, he added a digit to the equation and started working the inside of her pussy with a wily finger. 

Very soon he had her convulsing with an orgasm, the force so great that her entire body was shivering uncontrollably, her cum drenching his clothes and her eyes glistening with satisfaction.

"Make me come now" he said taking off his pants and underwear and inserting his penis all the way inside her.

Mary gasped at the pleasure the first thrust gave her. She then took hold of him by his shirt and bodily turned him over to position herself on top of him. Then straddling him, she started to thrust, moving her hips rhythmically, forward and backward, upward and downwards. He held her hips and helped her move, at the same time arching his hips into hers and thrusting far inside her. 

"Tell me when.." she gasped huskily. 

He nodded and continued to thrust. Just before he was about to come, he nodded to her.

She immediately stopped and got off him.

"What the fuck!" he said in indignation as she stopped and sat down beside him. "I wasn't done!"

"I know" was all she said.

"Why'd you stop?"

"I need to know.. who am I fuckin?"

"How does it matter love.. c'mon now finish what you started.. please for fuck' sake don't leave me in this state!"

"You're going to have to do better than that.. I need answers first."

"You do know that I can finish myself.."

"You go ahead and do that.. and then go ahead and forget about this.." she said gesturing with her fingers indicating that if he would go through, it would mean the end of her mysterious rendezvous'. 

"Why do you want to complicate things Mary? This is perfect don't you see? Knowing will only complicate things!"

"It's perfect for you.. but I can't go on like this.. I have to know you.. I'm not a convenient outlet for your fantasies. I'm a person with feelings and this needs to be real for me. And for me to continue.. I need to know."

He sat up and started to wear his pants.

"What are you doing?" she said looking at him incredulously.

"I.. I can't Mary.. please I'm sorry.. but this is what it is.. and you finding out about me will complicate matters.. I don't' want to lose what we have. I am being honest here.. I like this.. what we have.. it's something hardly anybody in the world would have.. I wish it could stay this way."

"Dammit you're just going to walk away from me? Was I just a convenient fuck for you? Did you ever even feel the slightest bit of attraction towards me?" she said the anguish apparent enough in her voice as tears started to well up in her eyes.

"I'm sorry Mary.. I can't give you what you want."

"I can find out about you you know.. these days it is easy. I'll just find out about you some other way. And when I do.. I'll come to you personally, I'll tell you to your face that I loved you. That this wasn't meaningless to me. That these clandestine meetings of ours gave me a new lease of life, a will to go on, a will to be better in what I did at the office. Maybe I couldn't do that for you. But you almost turned around my life. "

"It wasn't meaningless to me Mary. But you not knowing made it meaningful. I don't mean to sound like an asshole.. but I like you and what we have; that said I can't be in a relationship right now. I hate the heartbreaks."

With that her mysterious lover turned around and walked away leaving her sitting there and in tears. 

The next morning Mary called in sick. A heartbroken Mary tossed and turned all night thinking about how her mysterious lover had taken her heart and shredded it to bits in a matter of minutes. From extreme pleasure to extreme pain in 5 minutes. She lay in bed, not bothering to come out, just lying there sniffling from time to time. Unrequited love was so cruel, so unforgiving, it kept tearing at you bit by bit. 

She hated him for what he had said, the manner in which things had ended between them. She had given all of herself to him and he had squashed it so nonchalantly and adroitly as if none of it had mattered to him.

She thought about looking for him but then decided against it as it would look weird if she started asking people in her office questions about a mysterious stranger who worked there.

Her presentation was due on that day but her thoughts were far from occupied with it. As a matter of fact, she hadn't even bothered to call in sick. She had just lain there, broken and tattered.

Eventually around the afternoon she decided that there was no point in pouting around all day. She finally got out of bed, albeit laboriously, took a shower, ate some breakfast and then promptly poured herself a glass of wine which she sipped as she sat at her apartment balcony overlooking the bustling city of Gannapolis. 

"How many people like him could be out there, tearing people's hearts to shreds?" she thought to herself.

It was a lovely Wednesday afternoon but for Mary it was far from it. For her it was probably one of the gloomiest days of her life. 

She hadn't bothered to check her phone because if she had, she would have noticed the numerous missed calls that had been made to her phone from her office. 

She didn't eat much that day and by the evening she wasn't any better. Finally she felt like she needed somebody to talk to and so she called her mother.

Although she hadn't called her in a while now, she still knew that her mother wouldn't hold it against her.

"Mom..."

"What is it dear, are you allright?" her mother's concerned voice said over the phone.

"No mom.. I'm not allright" she said breaking down again and crying inconsolably.

"Oh dear what has happened Mary, are you ok, I'm so worried my child.. what has happened?"

Mary eventually stopped crying and told her the entire story and how it had ended up blowing in her face. Her mother listened to her quietly not saying anything until she had stopped talking.

When she finally came to a halt, her mother simply said

"I think that you should come down here for a few days."

"Mom, I can't.. I have the office and.."

"Shush honey the office can wait for a few days. Tell them you're sick.. come home to me honey and I swear everything will be all right."

There was a pause at the other end as Mary considered it for a bit and then she acquiesced.

"Ok Mom I'm coming home."

"I'm so glad." was all her mom said.

Mary took a cab from the airport which was an hour's drive from the small town of Bouldbanns valley. It was a lovely little town situated in a valley surrounded by hills - the Gansons Range. Mary had had a wonderful childhood there, what with being popular in school and having a very good circle of friends. Lots of memories..

As her cab drove into town and down the main street of the shopping center, she recollected how many days she had spent as a teenager loitering around in the one and only shopping mall on main street. 

As the cab pulled up beside the lovely two storied house, she saw her mother waiting for her on the porch.

Her father had left them when she was a kid and she didn't know much about him. Her mother hardly ever talked about him for she didn't like to.

All she knew was that her father had been a traveling salesman and he had met someone else on one of his tours. He had left the very next day, not bothering to try to make things work with her mother. And that was all that she knew.

As she got out of the cab and paid the cab driver, her mother came and hugged her. Mary had tears in her eyes but her mother consoled her..

"Don't you worry child. I'm here for you.."

A little while later Mary was feeling much better as she sat in the living room, legs folded on the couch sipping a lovely hot cup of Cappuccino. 

Her mother sat opposite her making every effort to talk about everything else except the situation at hand.

"So how's work? Last you told me that it was tough.. how are things now, have you been able to cope?"

"Yes things were getting better."

"And the apartment where you're staying, is it comfortable? What's the neighbourhood like?"

"Its all right mom, it's a small apartment.. I sent you the pics didn't I?"

"Oh I'm sorry honey I'm still not very good at operating the computer.."

"I'll show you later how to work it.."

"You look like you haven't slept much.. you should sleep for a bit.."

"I will mom, don't worry.. I'm feeling a little better now."

They chatted for a bit longer and then in the evening Mary went for a run. Running helped her forget about a lot of things and for those 45 minutes, she would just let go of everything that weighed her down. 

As she ran down those familiar streets, so many memories came flooding back to her. Good memories.. it made her feel even better.

By dinner time she was almost back to her old self and she helped her mom with the cooking. They ate and joked and she slept better that night.

The next morning during breakfast her mother suggested that she should go meet one of her old friends - Megan.

"She has her own shop selling flowers at the corner of Zane and Turling Street."

"Wow.. haven't seen her in a long long time.. yeah.. I think I'll go see her"

Megan Chandler was 5'5 inches tall, was a brunette and she was cute. She was going about her daily routine, arranging the flowers and making bouquets when a familiar voice called to her from the payment counter.

"I'll be damned!" she said. "If it isn't miss big shot city slicker..."

"Well I don't know about bigshot.. but I will stand accused of being a city slicker."

Megan came around the counter to hug Mary.

"So what brings you here? It has been such a long time.. "

Seeing the look on Mary's face Megan guessed correctly

"Guy trouble?"

Mary nodded, the light going out of her eyes.

"To hell with em.. tell you what, why don't I close up shop early today and we'll go out to this lovely bar that's just opened up on Siding street. I'll tell Mag too and we can have a nice little lady's night out."

"Mag's around?"

Mag aka Maggie had been a former enemy turned friend of Mary's. Back in school Mary hadn't been very kind to Mag, as a matter of fact, to Mary Mag hadn't even existed. But one day when Mary was back home from college for the holidays, her car had broken down on a lonely stretch of road and Mag had been passing by. She could've easily driven by, choosing to ignore Mary but she had stopped and offered to help her.

Mary had reluctantly agreed for she had known that Mag didn't like her. But on the way they started talking and Mary had realised that there was so much more to Mag. They had struck up a friendship and for the rest of the holidays, Mary, Mag and Megan had hung out together and had a blast. In fact things had got to a point where one day they were having a slumber party at Megan's place and they had got drunk. Megan had started kissing Mary and soon Mag was in on the action as well. They had had a threesome and it was one of the most amazing sexual experience any of them had ever had. Though the next day they had made a vow never to let things get so out of hand again.

Although she hadn't been in touch with Mag lately, it would be nice to catch up and relive the old days.

So that evening, Mary got dressed up to paint the town red with Megan and Mag. Megan picked her up from her place. Mag was to meet them at the All Heavens Baron Siding street.

All Heaven's bar the one and only popular watering hole that catered to the who's who of the small town of Bouldbanns.

As they entered, Mary saw that Mag had already taken up a position at the bar. When Mag saw her, she squealed with delight and immediately left her stool to come and greet them.

"Wassup amigos?" she said putting an arm around both Megan and Mary and kissing them on a cheek. 

Then looking at Mary she said

"Long time stranger.. you don't call, you don't write anymore" then she noticed Megan making a face indicating that now was not the right time.

"What's the matter you ok Mar?"

"Guy trouble.." said Megan simply.

"Well then lets get a few drinks inside you and hear about this son of a bitch.."

"So what in heaven's name are you upto these days Mag?" said Mary. Megan had told her that Mag had been workingas an editor for a fashion magazine which was a farcry from what Mag had wanted to do when she was in college. She had majored in mathematics and had instead chosen a very different career path.

"Oh this and that, I guess Megan's already told you I work for Ashes Magazine.."

"Yeah and what's up with that? I mean you were the one with the brains.."

"Well I'm the one with the six pack abs now.." said Mag chuckling and raising her tshirt to display her torso.

"Wow.. you really must watch what you eat.." said Megan impressed at Mag's toned body.

Megan herself wasn't fat but slightly round around the edges, although it made her look more beautiful.

Soon the trio were downing Daiquiris and reminiscing about the old times. Eventually the topic took a more serious turn when Mag probed Mary about her guy problems.

Mary offloaded and finally felt so much more better. It was good to be among friends and having Mag and Megan there to support her meant a lot to her.

"You know guys, I've been an idiot. I haven't been a good friend, I just went to the city and forgot all about us you know.. forgot that I do have family back home.. and kickass friends." Said Mary her voice choking with emotion.

"Well, I'll toast to that.. Yo Bartender, 3 tequila shots!"

Eventually the ladies were sufficiently drunk to bring up the topic of that hot and sexy threesome that they had. Mag brought up the topic suddenly

"Hey guys.. remember the night when we slept together at Megan's.."

"What about it?" asked Mary guardedly..

"You ever think about it?"

"To be honest I kinda forgot about the while episode.." said Mary.

"I think about it.." said Megan honestly.

"Well what do you say we go back to Megan's place and get all hot and heavy again?"

"Umm I don't know Mag, we promised each other we won't let things get out of hand like that again." Said Mary.

"Out of hand! I probably had the best sex of my life that night.. and you.. fuck you were amazing.. Just the thought of your tongue on my pussy again drives me crazy.."

"Shush Mag, keep it down" said Mary getting embarrassed at Mag's frankness.

"Seriously Mary you are one talented pussy eater.." joined in Megan. "I vote we go back to my place and relive that night."

At first Mary had a 'Hell no' look on her face. But the girls persisted and finally persuaded her to join them for a night of total debauchery.

And so Megan quickly drove them back to her place. 

They hadn't even entered and Mag started to kiss Mary, holding her tight close to her body. At first Mary felt a little grossed out and didn't respond in kind. But Megan continued to kiss her softly and eventually Mary started to kiss her back.

As soon as they got in the door, Mag shut the door and pushing Mary's back to the door, she started to kiss her very passionately, her body arching into Mary's and her hand sliding down her skirt..

Mag was simply dressed in slim fitting jeans and a tshirt whilst Megan and Mary were wearing knee length skirts.

As Mag and Mary went at it, Megan took off her panty and sat down on the stairs leading up to the bedroom; She started to masturbate as Mag and Mary's lovemaking was making her very hot.

Mag slid her hand down Mary's thigh and lifted up her skirt. She then took a hold of Mary's panties and slid them down. As she did that, she knelt down and spread Mary's legs a little. Then lifting up her skirt to reveal her pussy, she started to lick the inside of her thigh first and then slowly made her way to the outskirts of her vagina, her tongue gently playing along Mary's skin. Mary was starting to get very aroused, her nipples clearly erect, the bumps showing through the thin fabric of her dress.

Then Mag let her tongue playfully flick over Mary's clitoris, very gently, teasingly. This made Mary moan with pleasure. 

Meanwhile Megan who had been gently massaging her pussy slid a finger inside and started to move her hips to the thrusting of her finger. She was getting really hot and beads of sweat had started to form on her body, her chest heaving from the excitement. 




Office Fuck Pt. 02



Mag stopped for a bit to take off her own jeans and then her panty. She left her tshirt on though. Then standing upright and holding Mary hard, she started to rub her pussy against Mary's all the time kissing her and gently massaging her nipple. 

A few thrusts later, she lay Mary on the floor and getting into the scissor position, started to furiously rub up against Mary.

Megan started to masturbate more urgently now, the sight of the two women fucking each other like that driving her wild with desire.

Mary started to moan as she was about to come and seeing this, Mag started to move faster. The crescendo built up inside Mary as she finally came, the force of her orgasm shaking the entire fibre of her body which was covered with sweat, the floor wet with her cum and her nipples taught with pleasure. 

At the same time Megan also exploded, and her body writhed in the throes of ecstasy as she too came.

"2 down.." said Mag as Mary and Megan lay there heaving, out of breath from their orgasms. 

A minute later, Mary got up and said

"Your turn now Mag.."

She lay Mag on her back and then took off her skirt and bra to reveal her shapely breasts, beads of sweat on them glistening in the moonlight.

She lay down on top of Mag and whilst kissing her, she started to move her hips against hers. Then Mary trailed kisses down her tshirt to the stomach and started to lick and kiss her tantalisingly below the tummy.

Meanwhile Megan too joined in and as Mary moved towards Mag's pussy, she started to kiss Mag; sliding a hand under her tshirt and bra, she started to play around with her breasts.

Mary continued to tease Mag, kissing her around her pussy but not getting to her clitoris yet. All this was making Mag very turned on and she started to move her hips upwards indicating that she required to be dealt with urgently.

Just before Mary went down on her she said to Mag..

"You ready Mag?"

"Fuck yeah I'm ready.."

"Or you wanna wait a bit.."

"For fuck's sake Mary just make me come.. make me come.."

"How about you say please?" said Mary clearly enjoying herself.

"Please Mary, just fuck me please!" said Mag pleading and moving her hips upwards.

Megan giggled seeing how desperate Mary had made Mag.

Still Mary waited.

"Please Mary.. please.."

Finally Mary went down on Mag. 

First Mary flicked her tongue over Mag's clitoris which was swollen with anticipation. Mag twitched a little with the pleasure of feeling Mary's tongue on her clitoris. 

Then she started licking her pussy lips, making them more wet and puffy. A few minutes later Mag's pussy was red and swollen, her pussy glistening in the moonlight from all the juices she had ejaculated.

When Mary was sure that Mag had been tortured enough and her desire was at its peak, she started to lick her clitoris a bit more urgently.

Meanwhile Megan took off her dress and straddling Mag, she brought her pussy to Mag's mouth. Spreading her pussy lips, the exposed her clitoris to Mag who started to lick Megan's clitoris. Megan helped out by moving her hips to the movement of Mag's tongue.

But as Mary's licking became more furious, Mag forgot all about licking Megan's pussy as the pleasure was slowly building u like a hurricane inside her.

With each lick, Mag's body was getting taught, preparing itself for the orgasm, her body stretched, her thigh muscles getting tighter with the impending feeling of the orgasm.

Megan got off and lay down beside them, just observing what Mary was doing to Mag.

Mag's eyes were now closed, her face twisted in the throes of ecstasy, her tshirt drenched with sweat, the nipples clearly visible and erect through the fabric of the tshirt. 

Just to make things more exciting Mary now inserted her index finger deep into Mag's pussy and started to thrust furiously with it.

As Mag built up towards her orgasm, her body arched and became rigid as she finally came, breathing heavily and for a moment, her body lay suspended in that position as she orgasmed. Then her body went limp and she lay there shivering and breathing heavily, such was the force of her orgasm.

Mary then looked at Megan and said,

"Your turn now.."

And so the night went on, each making love to the other till they were exhausted and spent.

The next morning Mary woke up first and as she woke up, the feeling of heaviness and sadness was gone. She felt fine now, the entire episode with Rumpelstiltskin looking like just a horrible nightmare.

She lay there for a bit and then got up. She smiled as she saw Megan and Mag sleeping peacefully in each other's arms.

It really had been a cathartic night.

She cleaned up and then cooked breakfast for them. The lovely smell of coffee and eggs benedict woke up her friends as well and they were soon at the breakfast table laughing and reminiscing about the previous night.

"Guys thank you so much. I'm feeling fine now.."

"I'd like to think it was my tongue that makes you feel that way.." said Mag guffawing.

"But seriously Mary I think you would do better for the other side you know.. you're amazing, the way you work that tongue.."

"Why thank you.." said Mary pleased to bits.

"But even though last night was so fucking awesome, I'm gonna straight up say that I'd rather be straight. That said though last night was the most amazing sex I've had. Even better than last time.." said Mary.

"Agreed" said the other two.

"Well, I have to head back tomorrow but let's do something tonight.. no more sex though" said Mary

"Partypooper" said Mag playfully punching Mary.

"Hey how about you guys come over to my place for dinner, I'll have Mom cook some of her famous Lasagne."

"I couldn't refuse that.." said Megan.

"Fuck yeah" said Mag.

They talked some more and then Mary headed back home, Mag had some office work to take care off and Megan opened shop for a few hours.

Mary helped her mother out with chores and in the evening she helped her with the cooking.

"I see that the glow is back on your face.." said her mother, happy to see her daughter back to normal.

"Yeah Mom.. thanks to Mag n Megan. I've realized now that I was wrong to not stay in touch with you all. I guess that the silver lining in the clouds is that this whole incident made me realize how lucky I am to have all of you in my life.."

Mom hugged Mary and said,

"I will always be there for you honey. I love you.."

Mag and Megan were there for dinner by 7 p.m. Mag had brought wine and Megan had brought flowers from her shop.

"For you Mrs. Iverson.." said Megan kissing Mary's mom and giving her the flowers.

She was delighted and accepted the wine and flowers gleefully.

That night was all that Mary needed to bounce back. These were the people closest to her in her life and she was glad she was sitting among them.. these few days of bliss would be enough to give her the strength to go back and fight the good fight.

Mag and Megan stayed for a while longer as they talked and played card games. Finally as they were leaving, Mary hugged them and told them how much it had meant to her, the time they had spent together.

"We should do this more often.." she said hugging them.

"Up to you city slicker.. just holler and we will make time for you.. especially if you're going to fuck us again.." said Mag guffawing again.

"it would be my pleasure.." retorted Mary with a twinkle in her eye leading Mag to make a mock shocked face.

"Hey all the best with your job and all that.." said Megan kissing Mary on the cheek. Finally they left leaving in their wake a once broken woman who was now whole and ready to take on the world.

The next morning as Mary was heading to the cab that was to take her to the airport, her mom hugged her and said

"Will you be all right honey?"

"I will now mom.. I will now."

And as Mary's cab left the familiar driveway and onto alien paths that led to an alien city, Mary thought to herself

"World.. here I come.."



Office Fuck Pt. 03



Rich Burton was in office at the usual time of 9 a.m. ready and raring to go. He wasn't very tall at a height of 5'8" but what he lacked in height, he made up for in stature. 

Rich was head of the marketing department at Zanster Inc. and had been for the past 3 years. Under him Marketing had seen vast improvements in turnover; He was the chief reason for Zanster bagging most of the advertising rights to some of the hottest products that were selling like hot cakes in the market. He ran a tight ship and above all hated tardiness.

So his surprise was evident when his secretary informed him as he passed by her desk that a Miss Mary Iverson wanted to see him immediately.

'Mary Iverson.. that bitch has some nerve he thought to himself.

"Send her in immediately."

When Mary entered his office cabin, Rich gave her a look of extreme contempt. 

"Thank you for gracing us with your presence! Where the hell have you been!"

"Sir, please I implore you, give me a chance to explain."

"Usually I do not extend that courtesy to anybody but in your case I will make an exception.. not because I like you nor do I feel an iota of sympathy towards you.. but I would like to hear your reason for abandoning one of the most crucial assignments ever given to somebody with your experience.. abandoning it and not having the common courtesy to inform us of the reason for your absence.. or when you would be back.." the constrained anger in his voice was evident.

"Please sir.. I would like to tell you the truth. I know that I messed up but you have to understand sir and I am not lying or looking for sympathy here.. I was in a very dark place emotionally."

"Save the sob story for somebody who would give a damn. You better say something to convince me real quick or the next words out of my mouth will be - you're fired!"

"Give me the Rosherfort project."

"Give you the Rosherfort project?" scoffed Rich.

"You audacious little.." Rich almost uttered an expletive. 

"Get out of my office. As a matter of fact clear out your desk."

"I know that the pitch is due tomorrow and I have a very good idea as to how we can land the deal."

"An idea better than the idea my team came up with! As a matter of fact your team that you abandoned when they needed you"

"Yes. Hear me out and you will not be disappointed. Look I know I made a mistake but I assure you it was just a one off and I will never disappoint you or let anybody down again. I promise."

"Well you won't be getting away without consequences Miss Iverson. Consider the days you were away as leave without pay."

"Done.. now would you hear me out?"

"Now? I'd rather you pitch this idea to the team.. Let me call a meeting. You have 5 minutes to prepare to say whatever it is you're thinking the pitch should be about."

As Mary got up to leave, Rich spoke again with a finality in his voice..

"Oh and Miss Iverson. If it turns out to be a waste of my time and the team's; Consider yourself out of a job."

Rosherfort was a new Chocolate manufacturing company that was only just setting up base. They wanted a marketing campaign that would drive home the idea that their chocolates were genuine liqueur filled dark chocolates, the likes of which did not exist in the world. They wanted to drive home the point that consuming one bite of chocolate would transport the consumer to another world, give them a feeling of euphoria like no other narcotic could give. Not that this held true for their product, but the marketing campaign had to portray that and instil that false sense into their customers.

Mary started one of the most important presentations of her life. She had worked all night on the presentation and if she was exhausted, she did not let it show.

Her presentation was short and sweet and it took her fifteen minutes to pitch her idea to the team. The idea was very simple. 

'Rosherfort chocolates will make you transcend. Why aim for a galaxy when you can aim for infinity and beyond.. take a bite and travel to the edges of the universe."

Rich looked sceptical. Her heart skipped a beat as he turned to the team and asked for their opinion. This was it.. her moment of reckoning.

But instead of burning her at the stake, her team members started to come up with suggestions to improve the pitch. Soon the meeting room was filled with excited voices discussing how to enhance the idea that Mary had come up with. Mary gladly joined in and for a while it looked as if everybody had forgotten about her absence. 

But at the end of the meeting as everybody prepared to go back to their desks and get started with the final pitch, Rich brought back the topic of her absence.

"Hold on guys, I wanted to say something related to Miss Iverson here. Won't take but a moment.."

The color drained from Mary's face.

"Now Miss Iverson kind of left us in the lurch last week to disappear of the face of the earth for a few days. I'm sure a lot of you may be thinking that it is acceptable. Well I would like to assure you it is not.."

He turned to Mary and said

"Miss Iverson you will not be eligible for a promotion this year. Your pay grade will remain the same."

Although Mary was a tad annoyed at this, still she felt that it was better than losing her job. She accepted her sentence gracefully.

"Well let's get to it then." Said Rich getting up signalling that it was go time.

Mary immediately got back to her desk to incorporate the ideas they had come up with in the meeting. Although she was feeling drowsy, she fought back the sleep and continued to work. Around lunch time she got a call from her mother.

"Just calling to see if you are ok honey. How are you holding up?"

"I'm fine ma, kinda busy right now.. would it be allright if I call you back later?"

"Sure sure honey, talk to me later. Take care."

By around 8 o'clock in the evening, Mary had finished incorporating the graphics and other paraphernalia into the presentation that the team had provided to her. Most of the people had left. She added the final slide to the presentation and finally mailed it out to everybody so that they could take a look. Then she hung around for a bit in case somebody wanted something incorporated. 

She allowed herself to take a bit of a break and headed to the coffee machine. It was so quiet in the office, just like the first time when she had made love to Rumpelstiltskin in that conference room. For a moment she felt a pang of remorse but then she shook it out of her head. 

She took the coffee back to her seat and as she unlocked her computer screen, she saw the familiar blue writing blinking on her instant messenger.

"Where have you been?"

She chose to ignore it and closed the messenger window.

Immediately she saw it blinking in the taskbar indicating that somebody had sent her another message.

'That son of a bitch. How dare he!' She opened the IM window and blocked the sender.

But soon after about 10 minutes she got a ping from another sender. It was Rumpelstiltskin again. Mary was a bit surprised that for one he was able to send her messages even though she had blocked him and two why the fuck did he want to talk to her after he had left her in such a sorry state of affairs.

Flaring up, Mary opened the IM window and typed furiously

"Leave me alone damn it! I don't want to talk to you or see you.. ever!"

She blocked the sender again and closed the window.

She sat there fuming, sipping her coffee waiting for any mails to show up. A little while later the exhaustion caught up with her and she lay down her head on the desk to rest for a bit. 

She was woken up by a hand placed on her shoulder. Startled she turned around to see Rumpelstiltskin looking dapper in a suit, his blue eyes probing hers.

"Wake up sleepy head." He said smiling.

"What is your problem? Which part of leave me alone did you not understand?"

"Look.. I know I behaved like an ass. And I'm sorry.. really sorry, but you have to understand you came on too strong."

Mary pushed him away and stood up to her full height which came up to his shoulders.

"I came on too strong! You fucked me and had your way with me. All I wanted was to know what it is we were actually doing. Making love! I could do that with anyone. But you! I gave myself to you and all I wanted in return was to know if you felt the same way about me. All I wanted was to put a name to a face, a face and a body that I fucked almost every night. And you self centred unemotional prick! You threw it in my face and walked away. Walk away now, cuz this.." she made a circular motion with her hands "is never going to happen."

Mary turned away from him and stood looking out the window, her arms crossed and he brow furrowed with anger, breathing heavily from her outburst.

"Look, will you hear me out one last time. And then you can decide what you want to do with me."

When Mary didn't answer he continued anyway

"I was scared ok. I was scared because yes, this had started to mean something to me as well but I just was not ready to be in a committed relationship. I like you and I loved what we had. Why can't it remain that way?"

Mary turned around and growled

"Because its great for you, I don't even know your name, who you are, what you do, for all I know you're just a random stranger who saw me across the street and waltzed over one fine day to fuck me. I guess it was my mistake to have led you on in the first instance. Just.. just get the fuck out of my sight. I don't ever want to see you again."

"Mary please.." pleaded Rumpelstiltskin. 

He said it again but Mary just turned around and continued to look outside.

"I'm John. John Pasternackis."

His words seemed to have the desired effect on Mary.

She turned around and affixed him with an incredulous look.

"You're a Pasternackis. I suspect that you will now proceed to tell me that you are related to Peter Pasternackis owner and co founder of Zanster Inc."

"Yes. I am his son."

"Bullshit! I've seen his son and you are not him."

"That would be Jonah my elder brother."

"I don't believe you. You think that you will lay this shit on me and I like a gullible fool will believe you and take you back."

"Look, I can prove it to you."

John walked over to her machine and asked her permission to use it.

Mary shrugged indicating that she didn't care.

John switched accounts and logged into her machine. He logged in with his credentials and then went to an intranet site. There he clicked on a couple of links and opened up a profile. It was his profile on the company Intranet.

He beckoned to Mary to take a look at it.

She gave it a cursory glance and then scoffed again.

"I still don't believe you."

"Damn it Mary don't you see now, why I didn't want you to know who I was?"

"I don't get one thing.. how come nobody has heard of you? Or seen you before?"

"Because I was raised by my mother in Paris. I came to the states a few days ago. My father didn't want to acknowledge my existence initially. You see I was a mistake. I wasn't supposed to be born. It was because of me that my parents had a falling out, my father didn't want me but mom did. So she packed her bags and left him. They didn't get divorced but instead chose to live separate lives. I'm a chapter of his life that my father does not like to share with anyone. And it doesn't look like he will in the near future."

Mary's look said it all. She still did not believe him.

"Do you honestly expect me to believe that?"

"Yes I do. Because it is the truth. It is also the reason I didn't want to tell you who I was. If the media were to find out about me, it would be a major scandal. One that my father would like to avoid at the moment."

"You are so full of shit."

"Look damn it I'm being honest. Why don't you come with me and I will prove it."

"Why would your father take you back now, after all these years? Why now."

"He had a change of heart. He realized he had been a shitty parent and a terrible husband and so he requested mom to come back to him. She did and therefore here I am."

"I'm pretty sure the world would've found out about this development, you can't keep something like that under wraps."

"Well, apparently my father is very good at keeping secrets. He's managed to keep all this under wraps so far. He flew us here by private jet and then a limo secretly ferried us to his place. As far as the office staff is concerned, I'm, just a distant relative trying to make it on my own in this office."

"Well, show me more evidence that you are who you say you are."

John took Mary to the topmost floor where he had a huge office to himself. It was a lovely office space overlooking the city, snuggled cosily on the penultimate floor of the building. Attached to the room was a bedroom with an attached lavish washroom. 

He opened his computer and showed her photos of his parents in happier times. He showed her his childhood photos with his mother. Finally Mary seemed to be convinced.

"Now will you forgive me?"

"No. Still doesn't change the fact that you acted like a dick."

"And I am sorry. But now that you know who I am I'd like to know if you are likely to change your opinion."

"Not today I'm not. But I suggest we give it some time. That means that sex is off the table. I want to be sure that I'm not a plaything for you, something to be used and then thrown away later."

"You're not."

"Then you won't have any difficulty proving it."

"How can I prove myself?"

"Oh I'll think of a way.. or ways. Look I'm exhausted, I've had a very long day. I have got to get back to my apartment, tomorrow is a big day you know.. We make the pitch to Rosherfort tomorrow. And I need to get some sleep."

"Why don't you stay here, there is a bedroom attached to this office that you can use and I'll arrange for a change of clothes and toiletries for tomorrow morning. "

"Oh no no Johnny boy. I can't stay. I won't give you that satisfaction tonight."

Mary started to walk away.

"When will you see me again?"

Mary turned around and said

"When you see me coming."

Mary checked her workstation again to see if she had got any communication. When she noticed she hadn't she shut shop and went back to her apartment to get some well deserved sleep.

The next morning, Rich was in a neutral mood as far as Mary was concerned. Her colleagues were a little upbeat though about the presentation for it seemed to have come out quite good. At the appointed time, the executives from Rosherfort chocolates were there dressed formally with serious looks on their faces. They had been to a couple of presentations earlier from competitors of Zanster and so far what they had seen wasn't very impressive. 

Rich had appointed one his blue eyed boys - Harry Zemeckis to give the presentation. Harry was a veteran and he blew the room away with his oratory skills. So much so that at the end of the presentation, the glum looking executives from Rosherfort had a smile on their face and a congratulatory handshake for Rich. The cat was in the bag.

When the executives had left there was the general handshaking and patting on the back and Mary felt much better. Even Rich came over to her and told her that she had done a good job. 

The rest of the day was very light for Mary and she spent the day thinking about John and how she would punish him. When it was time to leave, she pinged him on the IM.

"Coffee?" was all she wrote.

"Yeah. Where?"

"I dunno.. surprise me."

"Meet me at the ground floor lobby."

Mary sat on a comfortable couch in the ground floor lobby observing the thin trickle of employees leaving the office. She wondered how many of them had it tough like she did. Some of the guys would stare at her but she was used to the attention now. As she waited for John she got a call on her phone. It was Megan.

"Hey ya, how are you?"

"I am doing much better Meg. Much better."

"Yeah it does sound like it. So things are good then?"

"Oh better than good."

"What, you hooked up with him again didn't you, God you're so slutty!"

"No. No, I didn't hook up with him but he did contact me to apologize and he told me something that put things into perspective. So at the moment I have forgiven him. As a matter of fact I am going out with him for coffee now.."

"So soon.. you should let him stew for a bit.."

"Oh I will.. I have a few ideas."

Meanwhile John arrived, dressed up in a suit and looking dapper.

"Shall we?"

"Ohh is that his voice.. its sexy." Said Megan

"I have to go now Megan, I'll talk to you later."

"Bbi city slicker. Tell me the dirty sordid details later will you?"

"Yeah yeah" said Mary cutting the call.

As the two of them headed out, Mary asked him

"So where are you taking me Johnny boy?"

John frowned a little

"Don't call me that. And to answer your question, it's a surprise."

A luxury car drove up in front of the office building and John held the door for Mary as she got inside.

He took her to a lovely little café at a petit corner. It was called 'The Huffing Pot' and it was a quaint little coffee shop with seating for about ten people only.

"This looks nice." said Mary as they sat down at a table near the window overlooking the busy street outside.

"I heard about this place from a friend. Their bagels are the best in the city."

Mary looked impressed.

John ordered coffee and bagels for them and then they continued their conversation.

"So.. how can I make it up to you then?" said John.

Mary had a mischievous look on her face.

"I have an idea but it will be very tough for you."

"Well if it will make you happy and allow you to forgive me then I am ready to do whatever you say."

"Tell me John. How long have you abstained."

"Abstained?" asked John puzzled.

"Yes abstained.. from any sort of sexual activity."

John seemed a little embarrassed by Mary's question.

"Well that's a little personal isn't it?"

"Don't be so coy. And what the fuck do you mean personal, have you forgotten how personal things had been between us?"

"One week." Said John giving up.

"That's it? You only lasted a week."

"Yeah. That is the maximum duration that I have abstained."

"Hmm" said Mary thoughtfully.

"How about ten days? Do you think you could abstain for ten days?"

"Is that what you want from me? Abstinence."

"Attaboy! Yes. I want you to abstain for 15 days. No sexual activity."

"And how would you ensure that I have succeeded in doing this?"

"Oh its very easy Johnny boy. When you've abstained for that long, I can make you come without touching you."

John blushed slightly.

"But what if I don't."

"Then I'll know. So will you?"

John thought for just a moment and then nodded in agreement.

"Yes.. yes for you I will."

The smile was back on Mary's face.

The rest of the evening they spent chatting about other things. Mary told him about the presentation and how she had made amends with her boss and teammates. 

"You know I can probably put in a word for you with my Father and he would be happy to get rid of that ridiculous 'no appraisal' clause."

"No thank you Johnny boy, I'd rather make it on my own."

"Please stop calling me Johhny Boy."

"Can't help it. You better start liking it though, it's part of your retribution."

John visibly cringed a bit but didn't protest any further. He had to endure three more instances of being called Johnny boy but took it in his stride. Finally when it was getting late, Mary excused herself and made to leave.

"Where are you going, its only eight o clock. Have dinner with me." Said John hopefully.

"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep."

"Robert Frost. Can't argue with that. So I ask you again, when will I see you next?" said John respectfully.




Office Fuck Pt. 03



"When I ordain it".

And Mary walked out of the café, her hips moving seductively, her walk clearly meant to entice him.

John thought about it a bit and then decided that he was going to follow Mary's edict. He took one last sip from his ebbing cup of coffee and then asked for the cheque. 

John didn't hear from Mary for a couple of days. This made him concerned but he didn't want to look desperate so he didn't try to contact her.

Meanwhile Mary had gone back home that night to Talk to her mother and her friends to reassure them that she was fine. She decided to take much better care of herself, so she enrolled for Pilates classes. She also consulted a dietician to figure out a diet that would help her stay healthy inspite of her hectic work schedule. 

Not that she really needed to exercise or eat healthy, Mary had a naturally gifted body and good metabolism so she never put on weight.

She also contemplated on how she could make life a little more miserable for her stewing lover.

Three days later she decided to make first contact. She was in office and she had some time to herself. She gave John a call.

"Hey Johnny boy" she said as seductively as possible when he picked up.

"Hey you. How've you been?"

"Kinda lonely.. kinda missed you."

Though she couldn't see John had a big smile on his face.

"Missed me did you? Why don't we meet today and catch up then."

"Can't, got lots of work."

"You know I can get you out of it."

"You know I wouldn't want you to. So.. have you been a good boy?"

"Yes. I haven't done anything in the past three days."

"You sure?"

"I wouldn't ever lie to you Mary."

She sighed heavily.

"I miss you inside me.." 

"Then why won't you see me?"

"I just can't John. For now this phone call will have to do. God its getting hot in here.."

"What do you mean, aren' t you in the office?"

"I am but I dunno talking to you is kinda making me hot. Where are you?"

"I'm in my office. Why don't you come up here?"

"Would be against the rules now wouldn't it? You have twelve more days to go. You must be starting to get that feeling, an urge to whip it out and fuck my brains out."

John had started to get an erection at the way Mary was talking.

"You know what, I'm starting to feel a little hot too." Said John. 

Mary could sense the desire in his voice, so she decided to make things more interesting.

"Are you getting erect John? Does my voice make you hard?"

"Yes. Mary stop, what are you doing to me?"

"I have been abstaining too you know. I want it to be amazing for us when we get back together. If we get back together."

"Why won't we?"

"I dunno Johnny boy, maybe you'll come during this conversation. That would be a deal breaker. Fuck its so hot in her, I think I'm gonna take off my shirt."

Mary put the call on hold for a bit to give the impression that she was taking off her shirt.

"You've taken off your shirt! In the office?"

"No dummy, I'm in the ladies room. I've taken off my bra as well. Oh my nipples are so hard."

John was quite hard now.

"Mary you have to stop talking like that."

"John, I'm feeling so hot" her voice was husky with desire.

"I'm going to touch myself now John. Stay with me." 

Mary started to make a seductive moaning sound accompanied with heavy breathing.

"Mary stop. I beg you."

"How hot are you John?" she made another moaning sound. "How much do you want be inside me?"

"Oh baby I want you so bad.."

Mary moaned again.

"Will you come for me now?"

"You know I can't."

"Oh but it feels so right John. Oh my pussy is sooo wet. I wish we could fuck John. I wish I could feel you coming inside me right now."

John was very hard now and it almost felt like his penis was about to tear out of his pants.

"Mary please stop Mary."

"Show me John. Show me how much you want me. I want to see a picture of your hardness. I want to see how hard you are." She said continuing to make moaning sounds.

John unzipped his pants to let out his penis, it looked like it was ready to explode.

He clicked a picture and messaged it to Mary.

"Thanks John, this should do nicely for the next few days. I'll be in touch." Said Mary abruptly cutting off his call.

John sat there feeling stupid, his penis still very erect and just waiting to be abused. But he remembered his promise and put it back in its den. 

'This is going to be harder than I thought' he thought to himself.

Meanwhile what he didn't know was that over the next few days, the picture of his penis was going to become the talking point among Mary's two other friends Megan and Mag. She had sent them the pic as well and they were mighty impressed.

She had told them about her devious plan to get back at John amongst squeals of delight from her friends.

"You show im girl" said Mag encouragingly.

Mary had intended to.

She didn't contact him for four more days. She concentrated her efforts on the office work and the pilates classes. In her spare time she read books or watched movies.

The next week, she received a an email from John. All it said was 

"Rendezvouz?"

Mary replied to the mail saying

"The first place, 11 p.m."

She meant the conference room where they had had sex for the first time.

Mary worked late that day, she finished up the work she was to do the next day as well and then loitered around for a bit. She ordered a salad for dinner from a nearby restaurant and just bided her time till 11 p.m.

She was in the conference room at 10.45 because she wanted to be there earlier... for the setup.

It was John's turn to be surprised. As he entered the dark conference room, the projection screen at the far side of the room lit up and he saw what seemed to be the beginning of an erotic movie. A woman stood in front of a man; his hands were strung up over his head secured to a beam with handcuffs and his torso was bare, revealing a ripped body. The only thing he was wearing were pants and the woman stood in front of him in a mink coat that covered her up to her knees. 

As John looked on, Mary walked up to him from behind and whispered in his ear..

"This is what I'm going to do with you." She came around and stood at his side to watch his reaction to the movie. He seemed to be mesmerized and she could see that he was already erect as the woman on the screen started to play with the man. She was slowly unzipping his pants to reveal his erect penis, begging to be serviced. As she started to suck on it, slowly tantalizingly, John turned towards Mary and begged her to stop.

"Stop! Honey we're just getting started.."

"Mary please.. I don't know if I can hold on.." pleaded John.

"Oh but you have to Johnny boy, you have to. You mustn't forget our deal now, if you come.. you can forget about me."

Mary could see that he was desperately erect now. John averted his gaze from the screen but Mary forcibly turned his face towards the screen.

The woman on the screen had stopped sucking the guy's dick and she had opened up the mink coat to reveal beautiful rounded breasts and a luscious figure, her pubic hair cut neatly in a triangle, her lovely dark hair cut to shoulder length. She teased the man, taking her nipple close to his mouth and withdrawing it from his reach.

Meanwhile Mary came close to John and slid a hand inside his shirt. She slowly let her hand play over his chest, encircling his nipples tantalizingly, all the time not allowing John to avert his gaze. He closed his eyes and pleaded with her again but she wouldn't allow him to turn away.

She then slid her hand down towards his stomach and let her fingers dance playfully over his abdominal muscles. They were taught with excitement and her fingers made them twitch. John was visibly trying very hard not to come. 

"Do you want me Johhny boy?"

"Yes. I want you.."

"Do you want to take me, right here right now?"

"Yes! Oh Mary I want it so bad."

"Do you want to come inside me like you used to?"

"For fuck's sake Mary, please either stop or let me have you."

"Do you want to fill me with your cum? Oh John I'm so wet." Said Mary in a sultry seductive voice.

"I wanna see how much you want me John. " she said sliding her hand down his pants and into his boxers to wrap her fingers around his taught penis. It was wet with precum and she could tell that he wasn't going to last much longer.

John suddenly turned around and took her in his arms, kissing her wantonly, passionately. He picked her up and lay her down on the conference room table. He raised her skirt and took off her panty which he threw to one side. Then he proceeded to take off his pants and slid down his boxers to reveal his penis, very hard and very sticky with precum. He was about to enter her when Mary sat up and put a restraining hand on his chest.

"Hold on cowboy, you do this now and I'll let you.. but you won't ever see me again. Make your choice."

John seemed to be caught in a dilemma, his desire at its peak, but at the same time he knew that Mary wasn't bluffing. She had a steely look on her face that clearly conveyed the seriousness of her threat.

Making his choice, he made a disgusted grunt and quietly stepped back to pull up his boxers and his pants. 

"Damn it Mary why are you torturing me like this? Why does this have to be the end? You know I care about you."

"Oh Johnny boy.." sighed Mary condescendingly.

"You left me broken, unsure of whether I could continue with the memories of your rebuttal; The way you rejected me and the way I was tortured for days. Do you have any idea how I felt?"

John stood there quietly, not saying anything. He realized now that what he had done was very inhumane and he had truly hurt Mary.

"I thought so" continued Mary.

She got off the table and walked up to John. When she was standing close to him she said

"Look John, I am ready to forgive you. But my terms won't be easy. Can you handle that?"

John looked deep into her eyes for a moment. He saw not desire in them but a lingering question, a plea for absolute trust and commitment. This was it, his moment of truth. He knew that he could walk away at that moment and that would be the end of it. But at the same time he realized at that moment that Mary was special. And he had started to deeply care about her.

Finally he spoke. 

"You're right. I cannot even begin to fathom what you might've felt like. Yes, I am ready to make amends. Anything, I'll do anything to get you to forgive me and trust me completely."

Mary smiled and then kissed him passionately.

"I think we've done enough for today. You should go now John. I'll see you now when those fifteen days are over."

John didn't argue, he simply turned around and started to walk away. At the doorway he turned around and asked her

"You're gonna stick around?"

"Yes, I'm just going to finish up what we started."

A week thereafter, John didn't get a peek out of her. Mary had busied herself with office work and Pilates so as to get her mind off John.

She did pity him a little for she knew that it was tough for him, as a matter of fact for most men to abstain that long. She was right. John felt horny most of the time and he too tried to get his mind off things by trying to lead a hermit's life. Which meant TV, the internet and any other medium that could get him aroused was off the table. He truly wanted to save himself for that day when Mary would finally allow him to release.

That day finally came ten days after their last encounter. John truly felt like he was about to burst and it had come to a point where even the slightest provocation would make him erect.

Mary contacted him over the phone.

"How you doin Johnny boy?" she asked playfully. "Miss me?"

"Oh Mary you have no idea." Said John.

"You poor dear.. you've been a really good boy. And since you've been so good, it's time to give you a present. I'll be coming up to your office tonight Johnny boy and we are going to take care of your problem. Just.. keep it in your pants till then."

"I shall look forward to it."

The rest of the day seemed to crawl by. Minutes felt like hours and hours felt like days. John busied himself with making the attached bedroom as romantic as possible. He lit up scented candles and arranged for some nice romantic music. He intended to make love to Mary that night, not just have sex.

Finally the moment arrived when John heard a knock on his door. His secretary had left for the day and it was around 10 p.m. at night.

John opened the door to reveal Mary standing there with a couple of handcuffs in her hand. She looked very beautiful, her hair hanging loosely around her shoulders. She wore a business suit and the coat was undone. The top two buttons of her shirt were undone to reveal part of her shapely breasts.

"May I come in?"

"Fuck yeah" said John taking her in his arms and kissing her passionately.

"Shall we take this into the bedroom?" said Mary.

Just like in the video, John stood there, his hands trussed up and secured with the handcuffs. His torso was bare and he stood there only wearing pants. He was already erect and Mary could see his penis twitching in anticipation through his pants.

Mary stood a few steps away from him, admiring his form.

"This is it Johnny boy. How does it feel?"

"You know how it feels."

"I do.. now lets make you feel better."

Mary walked upto John and kissed him. She brought her body close to his and wrapped her arms around him, pressing her crotch into his as she kissed him wantonly. John started to shiver with the effort to keep it in.

She then stopped kissing and trailed a nail down his throat to his chest and then to his nipple which she encircled tantalizigly.

John arched his body involuntarily at the teasing.

She then slid the nail down to his stomach, trailing it over the contours of his abdominal muscles, her touch eliciting shivers in his body.

She playfully kissed him on the neck then and let her kisses trail down to his chest where she paused to gently bite his nipple and then play her tongue over it.

John moaned with pleasure, his entire body convulsing with the pleasure it was giving him.

Mary stopped to say

"I want to see you now. All of you."

She undid his belt and slide down his pants to reveal his boxers, the front stained with a patch of pre cum. She slid down his boxers to reveal his penis which was rock hard and begging to be serviced. It glistened in the candle light, the pre cum making the head shine.

"Oh you poor dear." Said Mary patting the head of the penis. It twitched to her touch and John grunted.

Mary giggled when she saw the effect she had on his penis.

She then ran an index finger down its shaft and it seemed to twitch uncontrollably. He obviously seemed to be on the verge of coming.

She stopped and stood up.

Then she raised her skirt and took off her panties, all the time looking into John's eyes but not saying a word. Then she took a few steps backwards and propped herself up against a wall. 

She slowly unbuttoned her shirt to reveal a revealing bra, barely covering her breasts, the boundaries close to her nipples that were taught and the stubs were clearly visible through the bra.

She then raised he skirt a little just enough to not reveal her pussy but enough to reveal most of her legs.

All the time she did not take her eyes off John. 

She then closed her eyes and moaned as she trailed her nails along the outside of her thighs, her body arched to have her breasts push against the bra to completely reveal their shape. 

She touched herself with one hand and slid the other one under her bra to play with her breast. She moaned with pleasure, very seductively. John was clearly very turned on. 

She continued to masturbate, her fingers gently playing on her pussy and her other hand playing with her breast. 

As her masturbation started to become more urgent, John started to flex his buttocks. His penis started to twitch in time with each flex and he started to arch his body in time with the motion of his thrusts.

Mary was breathing heavily now, interspersed with heavy breathing. She took off one side off her bra to reveal the nipple she was playing with. It was taught with pleasure, and she massaged it with her thumb and index finger. 

Her body was starting to shake all over now indicating that she was on the verge of an orgasm.

John too was thrusting very hard now, his whole body taught, his muscles straining to help him achieve an orgasm.

Finally Mary came, her entire body rocked with the force of her orgasm, and it made her gasp for such was the force of her release.

Seeing this John exploded as well, his buttocks flexing urgently as he climaxed just with the force of his thrusting, the semen from his penis shooting far and wide. Since he hadn't had any sexual experiences in so many days, he came for a few seconds, his penis ejaculating copious amounts of semen. 

Mary let him finish and then walked over to him and took his penis in her hands.

"I told you I'll make you come without touching you. And now to see what else you got.."

She started to wank him off as she knew that he wasn't fully satiated. She was going to milk him completely.

Sure enough, John was fully erect again, his body taught with excitement. He was grunting with pleasure as Mary stroked him urgently. He moved his body to the rhythm of her stroking and just like it felt like he was about to come, Mary stopped and allowed the feeling to subside. 

John was breathing heavily now, his entire body drenched with sweat, his ripped body glowing and giving him the appearance of a Greek God.

Mary started to stroke again and John responded eagerly by thrusting his hips to the movement of her hand. Once again as it looked like he was about to come, Mary stopped and let it subside. She then played around with his penis head for a bit till it was almost purple with the want to come.

Finally she started to stroke one final time and this time when he was about to come, she didn't stop. 

John exploded and exploded would be the right word because it seemed like all the muscles in his entire body contributed to the force of his orgasm. His arms strained against the cuffs and his buttocks were flexed to the limit as he came again, this time the force of his orgasm making the semen travel a fair distance.

Mary continued to stroke even after his orgasm that caused John to convulse since his penis head was very sensitive.

He pleaded to her to stop but she wouldn't and continued until every last drop of semen had been squeezed out of his penis.

When she finally relented, John collapsed, his body went limp hanging from the cuffs. His face and his entire body was drenched with sweat and he was breathing heavily. His head hung as he was so tired.

Mary let him recover for a bit and then she raised his head to kiss him, then uncuff him.

John immediately went over to the bed and collapsed on it.

Mary lay down beside him.

"Satisfied Johnny boy?" she finally said.

"Oh my God that was amazing. I've never had an orgasm like that before." Said John still gasping for breath.

"Well abstaining does have its advantages. Listen John."

John turned his head to look into Mary's eyes.

"I know it hasn't been easy for you. But I want you to know that though I have forgiven you, it will still take some time for me to trust you completely. I still want to know how things are between us."

John nodded his head in agreement.

"Where do we stand John?"

The question from Mary hung in the air like a knife about to slice through butter.

But John's answer wasn't going to be a knife through her heart this time.

"No Mary, you mean so much more to me now. I want to get to know you too. It isn't just about the sex anymore. I want more from us too."




Office Fuck Pt. 03



Mary smiled with a happiness she hadn't felt in a very very long time.

She kissed him passionately and then sat astride him.

"You ready to go one more time?" she said Mischievously. 

"Five minutes?" pleaded John.

"Oh I'm not going to wait that long." Said Mary going down on him.

Couple of hours later, exhausted from their intense lovemaking the two lovebirds lay in bed sleeping soundly. 

Mary's deep stupor was broken by the urgent ringing of John' cell phone. She woke up beady eyed and took a moment to become coherent. By the time she was awake and propped up on her elbows, the phone stopped ringing. John didn't even stir. She decided to let it go and go back to sleep. Just as she was about to lie down again, the phone started ringing again. 

It seemed to be urgent so she shook John. He moaned in protest but she kept at it until he was awake and looking at her indignantly.

"Your phone. It's been ringing incessantly. " said Mary

John regained consciousness and picked up the phone. 

"What? Where?"

Mary couldn't hear the voice at the other end but whatever it was, it had made John agitated. 

"I'll be right there!"

"What happened?" asked Mary concerned.

John had a worried look on his face and he was hurriedly putting on his clothes.

"It's Mom. She was in an accident."

"Oh my God."

"I have to go to the hospital right now."

"Shall I come with you?"

"No Mary.. go back to sleep. I'll see you tomorrow."

Mary started to protest but then realized that now wasn't a good time.

So she lay back in the bed.

She didn't hear from John the next day as well. She tried to contact him but her call went to voice mail.

"Call me John. I'm worried." She left a message on his phone.

She hardly got any sleep the next night as well. She wasn't sure about what had happened. There was no news about the accident so she assumed that it was all being kept hush hush. Which made her more worried as there was no way of knowing if John's mother was all right.

Finally the next day John contacted her.

"Hey.."

"Hey John, I've been so worried. How is she?"

"She's still in the hospital.. but she's fine now. I need to talk to you. Can you see me in the evening?"

"Sure John."

"At my office around 8?"

"I'll be there."

Mary had a hard time concentrating at work that day. She kept thinking about what John wanted to say. She still wasn't very secure about their relationship status.

Finally she found herself knocking on his office door. John opened it himself and promptly took her in his arms.

"I'm so glad to see you Mary."

Mary didn't say anything, she just let him hug her. When he finally drew away, she looked at his face and it looked very worried and sad. It looked like he hadn't slept since the time he had left her to go to the hospital.

"What's the matter?"

"Sit down. I want to tell you something but you have to promise me you can never talk about this to anyone. I mean it."

"I swear. You can trust me completely John."

John sat down heavily on a couch and covered his face with his hands. Then sighing he started to speak

"It wasn't an accident Mary. Mom tried to kill herself"

Mary's brow furrowed as she tried to assimilate this information.

"What do you mean? I mean why would she?"

"I'm not his son Mary. That's what she told me when I went to see her."

Mary didn't say anything she let him continue.

"She told me that she had had a brief affair and I'm the product of that liaison. Dad.." John paused for a bit before speaking again

"I'm not even sure if I should be calling him that. Dad found out and that was the reason for their separation. He wanted to keep it under wraps to avoid a scandal so he sent Mom away to Paris to manage our branch there."

"But he asked her to come back to him John, why would he do that?"

"In spite of what had happened, Dad had loved her. All these years he never remarried and finally he made his peace with it. He called her back to mend the broken fences."

"But then why would she want to commit suicide?"

"She told somebody Mary. In a moment of weakness she talked to this guy who was her so called friend. Now he's blackmailing her. But that isn't the reason why I'm so broken up. Mary she never told me that the man I thought was my father.. all these years the man who I hated for sending us away was actually a saint. And I was some illegitimate bastard who doesn't even know who his father is."

Mary paused for a bit before asking

"So who is your father?"

"She wouldn't tell me."

Mary was perplexed at this that John's mother would want to hide this information from her son. She probably owed this to him given the fact that she had hidden this secret from him all these years.

"Did she tell you who it is; Who's blackmailing her?"

"Well she wouldn't tell me lest I do something rash. But I do have a vague idea as to who it might be."

"Well.."

John sighed and continued.

"Well it has to be Ballantine."

"Mr. Martin Ballantine!"

"Yes him. The Mr. Martin Ballantine. He was great friends with mom back when they were in college, hell they even had an affair. But that was a long time back. They had broken up but remained good friends throughout the years."

Mr. Ballantine was owner of one of the topmost broking houses in the city. He was a shrewd investor and had made his fortune investing aggressively in various ventures. He was probably one of the richest people in the city.

"Well if he's such close friends with her, why would he blackmail her?"

"I dunno, I'm not even sure its him. But he is the one close friend that mom might tell something like this to."

"Well what does he want?"

"Well she didn't tell me but I think he wants to pick up a stake in our company and get voted onto the board of directors. I would want that."

"John I think you should press your mother for this information. It would be vital to put a stop to any plans that the blackmailer has in mind."

"I will.. I just want her to get better first. Then I will. You should go now Mary. Thanks for being there for me."

"You sure you don't want me to stay?"

"No you should go. I'll be fine."

"I'll see you tomorrow?"

John paused and simply said

"I'll call you."

Then Mary didn't hear from him for the next three days. She tried to contact him on the third day but his phone went directly to voicemail. She was starting to get a little agitated. She couldn't understand why he wasn't allowing her to help him through this. 

She wasn't able to concentrate on her work as well. A couple of times she snapped at her co-workers. Word got around and before she knew it she was in Rich's office getting an earful.

"You had better correct your attitude Mary. I have been getting complaints of your high handedness."

"I.. I'm sorry Rich, it won't happen again I promise."

Rich calmed down a bit

"Do you want a few days Mary, to get things in order?"

"No.. No Rich I'd rather concentrate on my work. That would be better for me."

"Do you want to talk to somebody, I can refer a good shrink to you?"

"I'm fine Rich, I truly am. Like I said, won't happen again."

Mary went back to her desk, angry at being treated like this by John and even more so at how it was getting to her.

Finally when she got back home, she got a text from him.

"Coffee?"

"Meet me at the usual place."

Mary got to the Huffing Pot to see that John was waiting for her. He had taken a table at the corner.

As she got to the table, he hugged her and kissed her on a cheek before guiding her to her seat. 

"You look sprightly" said Mary settling down and noticing the big smile on John's face.

"I am. I am very happy."

"Well, what is it?"

"Boy I have some great news to tell you. But first, coffee?"

"Oh damnit John just tell me."

"Well I ordered a Latte for you anyway."

"Latte is fine, now cmon out with it."

"Well, here it is.. Ballantine is my father."

"Get out! Seriously?"

"Yeah she finally told me. That was why he was blackmailing her. He wanted her to tell me. But she didn't want to tell me yet, I dunno y. But I coaxed and I coaxed and she finally gave in."

"Wow, what are you going to do now?"

"I wanna go see him, talk to him. I'll probably do that tomorrow. But I am happy tonight and I want to celebrate."

"Well then shouldn't we be drinking to that?"

"Oh yes, we will.. we will drink to that my love. Have your coffee first, the night has just begun."

From the Huffing Pot they went straight to 'Marauders' which was one of the top discotheques in the city.

They headed straight for the bar first. John ordered a Vodka Martini while Mary asked for a Long island Iced tea.

They hugged and kissed passionately as they drank and soon John started to get erect. 

"Cmon Dance with me" said Mary grabbing his hand as she made to go to the dance floor.

"Gimme a moment?" said John staying put.

Mary could see that he was feeling embarrassed on account of his erection.

"Cmon now.. I want people to see how much you want me."

She pulled John off his bar stool and dragged him onto the dance floor. She then turned around and started to grind her ass against his crotch as she swayed to the music.

John was fully erect now, thrusting to the beats of the music and she in turn grinding her ass to his crotch, all the time in sync with the beats.

Soon they couldn't control their desire and headed straight for the men's washroom. There they got into a stall and Mary quickly pulled down his pants to reveal his penis, very hard and very ready to go. She started to lick it, slowly, letting her tongue play around the tip of his penis, then sliding it up and down his shaft slowly, tantalizingly.

John groaned with pleasure as his thigh muscles tightened with desire.

She then took his penis in her mouth and started sucking wantonly. John held her head, guiding it as he started to thrust urgently. Just as he started to grunt indicating that he was about to come, Mary squeezed the base of his penis very hard to stop him from coming. Still he came a little bit, a few droplets of cum escaping from the tip of his penis.

"Your turn now" she said taking off her panties and making him kneel in front of her. She put one leg on the pot and presented her pussy to him. He started to lick the clitoris slowly. Mary moaned with pleasure. He could see that she was getting very wet now, her juices trickling down the inside of her thigh.

He inserted a finger inside her pussy and he continued to lick it urgently. He could see beads of sweat forming on her stomach and her forehead as she started to thrust very urgently. When her moans became more urgent, he started to finger her furiously. She started thrusting wildly now, moaning loudly.

They didn't care that they could be heard. They didn't care that there was a world out there. All they cared for was the lovemaking.

She held his head against her pussy as she came, shuddering with the force of her orgasm.

He then stood up and kissed her.

"Lets go some place else and do this again."

That night they went to three different night clubs and in the men's room of each night club they fucked wildly and loudly. By the time they exited the third night club, they were both exhausted.

As they headed out, John hailed a cab since they figured they were too sloshed to drive.

"Crash with me tonight?" said John as they got into the cab.

"Whu What, at the office?"

"No at my place."

"Wow.. never thought you would take me there."

"So that's a yes?"

"Fuck yeah" said Mary leaning and kissing him once again.

Then drawing away she asked

"You think you have it in you for one more time?"

John smiled.

The next morning John woke up to find that Mary had left early. There was a note on the bedside table that read

"See ya in office Johnny boy."

John was surprised that she was up so early given the amount of alcohol they had consumed last night.

He quickly got dressed, ate a bagel and left for office.

Meanwhile, Mary was engrossed with a presentation. Rich was being particularly nasty today so she had decided to keep a low profile.

She was interrupted by a ping from John

"Hey you "

"Can't get enough of me can you?"

"Nope. You're in my head all the time."

"I hope that's a good thing."

"Hey I wanted to tell you that I'm going to see him, I talked to him and he has agreed to meet me."

"Wow, that's great. Did he sound excited?"

"He sounded pretty normal. I'm the one who's more excited."

"Well you should be. All the best "

"I'll tell you how it goes.. see ya later?"

"Wouldn't wanna miss it."

John signed off.

The rest of the day was pretty busy for Mary and the mild hangover wasn't helping. She managed to grab a few winks on a couch but was woken up abruptly by an intern.

Apparently there were a few changes to be incorporated in her presentation so she got up immediately.

Finally, her day came to an end and she gave John a call. He didn't pick up. She rang again but it went to voicemail. 

"Hey, how'd it go? Let me know ok, I'm gonna head back home now. Call me when you get this."

Mary headed home and after having something to eat, she fell asleep. She was woken up by the buzzing of her phone.

It was an unknown number.

"Hello" she croaked

"Mary?"

"Yes? Who is this?"

"Stay away from John or there will be consequences."

Mary was alert immediately.

"Who is this?"

"Nobody. Just do as I say. If you know what is good for you, you'll stay the fuck away from him. "

The phone went silent.

Mary tried to call back but the phone was switched off. 

She couldn't go back to sleep or what to make of the conversation. She tried calling John again but it went to voicemail.

"Hey John, call me soon. I need to talk about something and its urgent. Call me babe.."

Mary did not see or hear from John for the next two days. She was worried and hardly got any sleep. Finally on the third day she got a ping from him.

"Meet me in my office, 8 p.m. Don't tell anybody."

"John what the hell is going on?

"Just come to my office. We need to talk."

"Ok."

The rest of Mary's day crawled along and it seemed like an eternity before the clock struck 8. 

When it did, she immediately took a lift to go upstairs to John's office. She got there to find the door ajar and John seemed to be talking to somebody on his phone in an agitated manner.

"No you listen to me you son of a bitch. I don't know who you are but blackmailing me won't work. You wanna tell the world by secrets, go ahead, be my guest. I'm not playing ball with you."

Mary stepped into the room as John threw the phone angrily onto his desk.

"What was that all about?" asked Mary.

"This asshole calls me up and tells me he knows my little secret, he even threatens to reveal information about our affair. You know what, let him tell the world what he knows. I love you and I don't care if everyone finds out. As long as I have you by my side." Said John taking her face in his hands lovingly.

"Are you sure John? You know it will complicate matters, I might have to leave this company."

"Would you?"

"Would I what?"

"Leave for my sake?"

"Is it something you'd want?"

"No Mary I wouldn't want you to leave, of course not. I mean, do you trust me enough to trust me?"

Mary kissed him.

"I trust you John. I wold do anything for us. I think that this relationship is going somewhere, don't you?"

"I love you Mary. I really do. I thought of saying this at some perfect moment when it felt right but I dunno now feels like as good a time as any."

"I love you too John."

They kissed again and John carried her to the attached bedroom.

As he lay her on the bed, Mary told him about the phone call that she had got.

"Must be the same guy. Forget about him. Tonight we fuck like there's no tomorrow." Said John shrugging it off.

He kissed her hungrily and took off his clothes very quickly. He was already erect, ready to enter her and make love to her.

She slid down her pants and allowed him to tear away her panties to reveal her pussy yearning for him.

She moaned as he entered her and immediately started to thrust urgently.

As he fucked her harder, she spurred him on,

"Come inside me John, Please baby, just come inside me. I wanna feel your warm cum inside me."

"I shouldn't.. Oh God I shouldn't.." he gasped as his buttocks started to tighten with each thrust, urging his penis to burst inside her.

"Go on John, don't you stop. Don't you stop for anything. I wanna feel your cum inside me John. Harder.. harder!"

John started to thrust even more urgently until suddenly his body went taut and he shuddered with the force of his orgasm, his penis exploding inside her, filling her pussy with cum.

He collapsed beside her gasping for breath as she writhed a little longer in ecstasy.

"I shouldn't have done that" said John in between his heavy breathing.

"Its ok John, I'm on the pill. We needed that."

John looked into her eyes

"You are so amazing. I want you all the time.."

"You have me John.. you have me. Nothing is going to change that."

They lay next to each other talking, telling each other about their childhood, their hopes and dreams, truly getting intimate with each other.

The next morning, they stayed in late, had a hearty breakfast that John concocted.

"These are nice pancakes John. Sinful" said Mary munching on the lovely pancakes John had prepared.

"You know you can call in sick."

"I can't. Rich would kill me."

"You're such a workaholic. Take some time out girl."

"You should meet Rick sometime. You'll know why I can't mess around at work."

"Oh I've seen him around. Looks like a dick."

"He looks like one but he's a nice guy."

"Well if you ever want him fired, I can get that done for you, you know that right?"

"Don't think so Johnny boy. He's the reason for the success of your marketing department. People like Rick are hard to find."

"What about people like you?"

"People like me are impossible to find." Said Mary finishing up and depositing her plate in the sink. 

"Well I gotta run downstairs now.. I'll see you later?"

"Yeah I'll be seeing you later" said John smiling from ear to ear.

Mary had started to keep a change of clothes in the attached apartment so she had a set of new clothes to wear the next day.

As she stepped into her office, she noticed that people were staring at her.

She decided that it was in her head and headed straight to her desk. Then one her co-workers a woman named Ursula stopped by at her desk.

"You sly bitch you.." said Ursula punching her playfully.

"What, why am I a sly bitch?"

"The boss's son! You're tapping John Pasternackis! How awesome is that?"

"Wh what? Who told you that?" said Mary alarmed.

"Its on the news, didn't you see the 7 a.m. special? Apparently he works in the same building. Didn't know Peter had another son."

"Its on the news!?"

Mary immediately checked the internet to find an article about John. There she was sitting at the coffee place with John, laughing at something he had said. 

The heading was

"Peter Pasternackis's new found son found gallivanting with employee"

"What the fuck!" said Mary flabbergasted. 

"Who else knows?"

"Oh my dear Mary, everyone knows. You're famous." Said Ursula.

Mary felt faint. She could feel the eyes of the entire office on her, judging her, some of them crucifying her. She had to get out of there immediately.

She stepped out of the office and called up John immediately.

He picked up on the second ring.

"I guess you know" said John.

"That guy.. he wasn't bluffing. He really did post that stuff about us."

"Mary.. Mary calm down. Its ok, I'm gonna bring this under control. I'm going to talk to Peter, we will probably make an official statement to the press. We're gonna be fine.."




Office Fuck Pt. 04: Aftermath



Mary sat there in stunned silence as her entire conversation with John from that morning played out on the channel for the entire world to hear. 

As she sat there, stunned into numbness, the TV report continued on its wanton path of destruction; A realization started to dawn upon her, a profound feeling of being lost so deep in the woods that not one path led her to freedom.

She vaguely regarded the shapes of John and Peter as they materialized on the TV post the audio clip to answer the new line of questions that the reporters threw at them. Instead they beat a hasty retreat defending their lack of a retort with the usual 'No comments' statement.

Mary felt suddenly alone in this world. Alone and helpless. She sat there for a bit, not moving, just staring into space, not regarding the knocking on her door, the incessant knocking that ceased and then resumed after a bit. 

Then she was brought back to reality by a loud splintering noise as the door broke open and in came a man wearing black, his face covered by a ski mask.

He was followed by a man wearing similar attire. They accosted Mary who didn't look like she was willing to put up much of a fight. One of them quickly injected her with something and she fell into a deep stupor. 

Last Mary remembered she was falling away from the light, down a deep deep hole. 

Her next recollection was that of a pale light glowing somewhere above her. She tried to open her eyes wider but the light seemed harsh so she kept her eyes half open. She tried to say something but her mouth was muffled with a cloth. 

As she became coherent, she realized that she was restrained in a cot in a small room, bare except for the cot she lay in, a table with a side lamp on it that was producing the pale glow and a chair near the table. 

At that moment she was alone in the room. 

She could feel that her mouth was dry and she was spread eagled on the bed, bound by her wrists and ankles.

She tried to scream but realized it would probably be pointless. She just lay there benign, contemplating her fate. 

The events of the last few days flashed in front of her eyes as she realized that something was terribly wrong with the whole picture. 

This wasn't a game anymore, she knew that the person responsible for blackmailing them was behind all this. But who was it and why had they kidnapped her? That part she would probably have to wait to figure out.

Eventually the door to the room opened and one of the men still wearing the same attire and the mask entered the room. 

He regarded Mary for a moment then walked over to her and signalled to her to keep quiet. He then removed her gag.

"What do you want from me?" growled Mary angrily.

"Not from you."

"Then who, John? His Father?"

The man stayed quiet. Not saying anything he gagged her again and then walked over to the table. He poured some water into a glass and brought it over. Removing her gag he let her drink and then not bothering to gag her again he deposited the glass back on the table. He then sat there looking at her, staring into her eyes intently, making Mary very uncomfortable.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" she said cringing a bit.

"You are beautiful."

"Why the fuck have you kidnapped me?"

The man clammed up again, walked over to her, gagged her and left the room leaving Mary screaming into the gag.

She did not see him for a while after that and eventually, exhausted at struggling against her restraints, she fell asleep again.

She was woken up by a hand shaking her awake.

It was the same man. Mary could tell because his eyes were blue and his voice was distinctly mellow. 

"Eat." He said, removing the restraints from her wrists and allowing her to prop her back to the wall behind the cot.

It was a salad and Mary ate hungrily, not bothering to say anything until she had finished.

"How long do you intend to keep me here?" asked Mary

"As long as it takes." Said the man simply, taking the plate from her and tying her up again.

Mary started to sob gently, frustrated at her situation.

It seemed to melt the man a little for there was a visible change in his eyes and his body language.

"Crying won't help you. You need to be strong for what is to come."

He said patting her on the head and leaving her again in solitude.

Another long period of solitude later he appeared again with food and water.

Mary felt like a gazelle trapped in a cage, being kept alive to be sacrificed in the end. 

As before she gulped down the food quietly and meekly lay down to allow him to tie her up again. But this time he didn't. He just sat there regarding her as a wolf regards its prey.

She stared at him defiantly, daring him to say something, which he did after a while

"You really are beautiful."

"Fat lot of good that's gonna do me" said Mary disgustedly.

"You shouldn't be that way. You should hope. It's what keeps us going."

"Well I don't feel very hopeful given my present circumstances."

"Well, I can give you something to go on but first you have to promise something."

"What do you want?"

"A kiss"

"You have got to be fucking kidding me right now. Do you really think I would kiss you!"

"Yes. I do. How else would you know what is going on outside this room?"

"How do I know what you would tell me is true?"

"I will not tell you. I will show you" said the man producing a pen drive from his pocket.

"Then show me first. Then I will kiss you."

"Ok, we have a deal. But know this that if you fall back on your deal, I will make things a little difficult for you."

He stepped out and came back with a laptop. He plugged in the pendrive and showed Mary a bunch of news articles.

"Pasternackis family goes into hiding, Zanster Inc stock plummets"

"Search on for John Pasternackis' missing paramour"

The next article brought Mary to tears.

"Mother of Mary Iverson interviewed, remains hopeful that she will be found"

Accompanying the article was a picture of her mother with a very worried look on her face.

Mary broke down and started sobbing uncontrollably. Meanwhile the man closed the lid of the laptop and immediately restrained and gagged her.

"Maybe later when you're done crying" he said as he tied and gagged her again.

"Such a beautiful face. Those tears simply ruin it" he said as he left Mary in solitude again.

Mary had no sense of whether it was day or night. She slept fitfully again and woke up with the urgent need to answer nature's call. She started to scream and the man must've heard her for he came inside.

He removed her gag to allow her to speak

"I need to use the washroom." She said

"Sure" said the man untying her and leading her to a door set in the wall of the room behind Mary's cot. Mary hadn't noticed that door before.

"You scream or try anything and it won't end well for you" said the man brandishing a knife.

Mary didn't intend to try anything. She quietly went and then returned timidly to allow him to tie her up again.

"How are you feeling today?" he asked

"Better?" he asked hopefully

"The fuck you think?"

"I'm thinking we made a deal and its time for you to honor it."

"Why don't you just get it over with"

"Now now don't be like that, I am a gentleman, you'll see. You might even like it."

He came over and lay next to Mary. Then taking her in his arms, he kissed her longingly and tenderly. Mary drew away disgusted but he simply smiled and got up again.

"That was simply wonderful. You re lips are so tender."

Mary glared at him angrily.

"Such anger in your eyes. Such passion. I wonder what being loved by you must feel like."

"Get the fuck away from me!" growled Mary.

He was about to say something when he got interrupted by his phone which was on silent. He quickly gagged her and left her alone once again.

To Mary this was her new world. Purgatory. She was paying for her sins. She had sinned when she had allowed herself to fall in love. She had sinned when she had allowed herself to dream of a better life, a life with a man who probably loved her as much as she loved him. To her the dream was the sin.

One more sleep cycle later, she saw the man once again. He was simply sitting there looking at her intently waiting for her to awaken.

"Why the fuck do you keep staring at me?" she wanted to shout but could only mumble.

He removed the gag to allow her to speak.

She shouted that line at him.

He just looked at her amused at her outburst. 

"You look so beautiful when you sleep. How could I not?"

"You fucking pervert. Stay the fuck away from me."

"But don't you know what is going on?" he asked teasingly.

"What do you want in exchange now, another kiss?"

"Oh I think that what I am about to tell you will warrant more than that. Why don't I show you and you decide what you would like to give me in exchange."

"Do whatever you want I don't fuckin care anymore."

He stepped out again to bring in the laptop. This time he played some news clips for her.

"Pasternackis industries taken over by Ballantine And Co."

"Peter Pasternackis relinquishes post of Chairman, calls it a day."

"Still no sign of missing Paramour Mary Iverson. No leads in her case. Police sceptical."

"How the fuck is that supposed to make me feel better?" she asked

"Because of this" said the man showing her one final clip.

It was a clip of John sitting in a café overlooking a river. He got a phone call. Mary could hear the entire conversation as it played back

"Hello?"

"Do you want her back?"

"Who the fuck is this?" John was looking around agitated as he said this.

"This is somebody who can reunite you with the love of your life."

"You bastards, what have you done?"

"She is fine John, but you need to calm down. And you need to stay calm for her sake."

"Oh my God, where is she, please just tell me. What do you want."

"You need to go away John. Go far away from the madding crowd. Forget about your family. You need to stop existing."

"Why! Why the hell are you doing this? Who the hell put you up to this?"

"Do the smart thing John. Save a life."

"You already know that I'm listening. What do I need to do?"

"Go back to your hotel. There is a package there. Collect the package, go to your room and await further instructions."

The clip ended and the man closed the laptop lid.

Mary broke down again

"Oh my God John. Oh my God" she said sobbing uncontrollably.

"You know I do feel for you. Under different circumstances I would have sympathized with you."

He let her continue to cry for a bit until she finally stopped crying and lay back in the bed, numb once again.

"Now for our deal. What will you do for me?"

"Do what you want. I don't care."

"Are you sure that is what you want?"

"Just do what you have to and get the fuck out of here."

He walked over and tied her hands again. Then he took her in his arms and lay with her for a bit. Mary lay still not moving or reacting.

He slid his hand inside her top and raised it to reveal her bra. He then unclasped it to reveal her breasts. 

"Exquisite" he mumbled as he took a nipple in his mouth and sucked gently.

In spite of her revulsion Mary felt a tinge of arousal as it had been so long since her last sexual encounter. 

He slowly, tantalizingly licked her nipple, allowing it to become taught with desire.

He then tried to kiss her but she wasn't very welcoming so he gave up and got up to go. Mary didn't even look at him as he covered her up and left the room again.

Mary had no idea how much time had passed when he returned with food, water and a cell phone. He threw the phone on the table and allowed her to eat, sitting there, regarding her wantonly as she gulped down the food.

Suddenly the phone rang and he whispered into it. Then he gave the phone to Mary. It was John at the other end..

"Mary? Is that you?"

Mary's eyes lit up and she was suddenly full of energy.

"John. Oh my God John is that you?"

"Yes Mary its me, how are you, are you ok?"

"I'm fine John, oh my God, where are you."

"Mary I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I got you into this, but I want you to know that I'm fixing this. We will be together soon."

"Please John, you have to get me out of here."

"I will Mary. I will."

The man snatched the phone from her hands and then grunted something into the phone. He then threw the phone on the table and bound her again.

For some reason he looked grumpy.

Mary didn't say anything, she just lay there thinking about John, a sliver of hope rekindled inside her. 

"You look different today." Finally said the man.

"That's what you look like when you're happy. It is amazing. Truly amazing." He added.

Mary didn't say anything.

"You do understand that this latest piece of information came at an attached cost."

Mary glared at him again.

"What do you want now? You wanna fuck me? Go ahead you slimy bastard."

"No. I want you to fuck me" he said.

He walked over to Mary and lay on top of her. She averted her gaze from his and looked to one side. Undeterred he kissed her on her neck, gently, tantalizingly. He kissed her on her neck and trailed his kisses down to the cleft of her breasts. It was just as well that he was still wearing that mask for Mary felt that if she were to see his face it would haunt her forever.

He raised her top and unclasped her bra again to reveal her shapely breasts once again. He took them in his hands and gently suckled on either breast, gently thrusting his now hard cock into her crotch. She could feel his hardness thrusting into her pussy but she just lay there still, staring at the wall instead of at him.

He trailed his kisses down her stomach to her navel and then further down. He lowered her skirt below the navel as he trailed kisses down her belly.

He lowered it to the point where he could see her pubic hair and then lowered her skirt uptil that point.

He then took off his shirt to reveal a well toned body, sinewy but strong. He stood up to take off his pants and his underwear to reveal a very hard and very erect penis, taught with desire and begging to be serviced.

He then lay back on top of her and continued to kiss her all over her body and lick her breasts. Then he lay to one side and slid a hand down her skirt and her underwear. 

Gently with his forefingers he made her wet as he played with her clitoris, slowly massaging it into submission.

At this point Mary was experiencing a gamut of emotions, revulsion, desire, disgust and lust all at the same time. His foreplay was gentle like John's and try as she might to pretend it didn't affect her, his foreplay was arousing her for it reminded her of John.

He then slid down her panties and raised her skirt completely to reveal her pussy glistening in the pale glow of the lamp with her juices.

He went down on her, licking her gently, allowing her to get more wet as he licked the lips of her pussy and her clitoris with a flicking motion.

He accompanied the tender licking with digging his fingers into the outside of her thighs and trailing them down her thighs firmly but not too firmly so as not to scratch her.

This latest move made Mary convulse involuntarily and that was when he knew he had her.

He started to lick furiously and try as she might she could not control herself. A moan escaped her mouth as she convulsed with pleasure.

This simply spurred him on and he continued to lick her pussy whilst running his fingers along the inside of her thighs and on the outside.

Mary started to thrust involuntarily for she was on the verge of coming and she couldn't control it anymore.

She finally came and he could tell for her entire body went rigid for a second and then broke down into shivers of pleasure as she came repeatedly, her pussy overflowing with her orgasmic juices.

He stopped to look at her with his penetrating blue eyes, as if to say that he had conquered her. Mary just stared back helplessly like a defenceless animal trapped in a cage with no choice.

Wordlessly he then entered her and started to thrust gently at first, allowing her to relax her muscles and taking all of him inside her.

She couldn't help it, it was instinct and it had taken a hold of her.

She started to meet his thrusts by moving her hips gently as she allowed the ripples of pleasure to radiate from her vaginal muscles to the rest of her body, taking over her entire being, making her feel pleasure like only John had provided her.

He continued relentlessly, thrusting sometimes gently, sometimes urgently, allowing her to orgasm multiple times. Each time she came, he allowed her to quiver with pleasure before he would continue to thrust again and again and again.

Mary had completely lost control and in that singular moment in time, he was her master pleasuring her like no other moment in her life.

He masterfully made love to her, suckling her breasts at all the right moments, arousing her and allowing it to peak at all the right moments.

He would stop in between because obviously he must have been feeling like coming too but he would stop and allow the feeling to subside before continuing again.

Wordlessly they fucked for about an hour in which he made Mary come five times.

Finally he pushed and thrust one final time until he shuddered with ecstasy and came inside her, filling her pussy with torrents of cum, which unknown to Mary, was something he had been saving himself for a few days now.

He collapsed beside her, not saying anything, not looking at her as she too looked the other way ashamed at the way she had allowed him to take over control.

Finally he got up and got dressed, then untied her and allowed her to visit the washroom before tying her up again and leaving her tied up and gagged in the cot, broken and without spirit.

Mary must have lay there dead inside for 2 days or 3 years, the concept of time was lost on her. To her every passing moment was torture for she had lost coherence. White, black, yin and yang it all seemed the same to her.

She didn't want to blame herself for her present predicament. Falling in love with someone wasn't a crime. All she did was love John. But all this punishment had made her think about her choices in the past few days. Was sticking by John the right decision or the wrong one. Would he still want her back if she told him what her captor had done with her.

Or maybe she didn't care. 

As she lay there, the door to her room opened once again as her captor emerged. He seemed to be agitated and as he came in the kicked the chair aside and stood next to the table, hands resting on the table surface, head down.

Mary didn't say a word, she just lay there staring at the ceiling.

Turning around he affixed her with his blue eyes, a fire in them.

"I have some good news for you." He paused to get a reaction from Mary but she continued to lay there, not moving at all.

"I am here to take you away. Soon you will be free. But your freedom is to come at a cost."

At this Mary turned her head to look at him directly locking her eyes with his.

"What more can you take away from me? You took away my life, you took away my soul. Now you want to take away my freedom." Her voice cracked as she said the last few words.

"I am truly sorry. But it has to be this way. You had made your choice when you lay in bed with the devil."

"The Devil! John the Devil! You people are the Devils! We were happy. We weren't harming anyone."

"It has nothing to do with you. Its just bad timing. What can I say wrong time wrong place. Happens all the time. So here's what's going to happen next. I am to take you away from here and you will be a good girl. You will not struggle or make any noise and will come with me quietly. It would be in your best interests to do so."




Office Fuck Pt. 04: Aftermath



"What happens after that?"

"What happens after that? Well you will see.. you will have to figure it out."

Then her captor untied her, bound her wrists and ankles, gagged her and blindfolded her. He picked her up in his strong arms and from what Mary could tell, he carried her out of the room and walked for a bit before depositing her in the back of a vehicle. 

Mary didn't make any sound. She heard the engine start and a jolt as he started to drive.

For a while she lay reasonably comfortably, then he must have turned onto a dirt road for she was thrown around like a rag doll. This went on for a few minutes and then the vehicle came to a stop.

She heard the doors open and her captor removed her blindfold. The sudden influx of light blinded her and she strained her eyes as he bodily carried her out of the vehicle.

As her eyes adjusted to the light, she could make out that she was in hilly terrain, they were in a clearing amidst heavy tree cover except for the break in the tree line where a dirt road led up to the clearing. The road went onwards into the forest on the other side a few meters away. 

Mary stood there for a bit taking in the sun, the trees and the natural surroundings. For the first time in a long time she could smell trees and grass and she felt better eve if only just a little bit.

Then here reverie was broken as the man grabbed her from the front by placing either hands on her shoulders; He looked deep into her eyes as he spoke

"At this point you have two choices. You can go away for ever, forgetting about your friends, your family, the life that you had; Or you can stay here with me. And I will take care of you. I will love you and take care of you and I will make sure that no harm ever comes to you."

Mary affixed him with a glare that portrayed how despicable she felt he was. 

In desperation, the man took off his mask to reveal a handsome face with sharp features, his eyes staring back at her in all earnestness.

"Please Mary. I know you despise me but I assure you, if you chose to stay with me, things will be different."

Mary spoke in a neutral voice

"Why do you keep saying that I have to leave? Why can't I stay? And what happens if I try to stay"

"I can only tell you that the cost of your freedom is to leave this country forever. You are to leave behind the life you had and start a new life with John. He will be leaving with you. Or you can stay with me and you won't have to separate from your family and loved ones. We don't have much time Mary, tell me now, what will you chose? Life with me where your life once was or a new life with John in an alien country? And how much can you trust John? Do you really think that he will stick around, love you the way you think you love him. And here I am offering something so much more to you. Do the right thing Mary. Stay.."

Mary looked deep into his eyes as she spoke

"My choice! You give me no option and then you ask me to make a choice. Neither of the options sound like choices to me. Either way I make a compromise, one that will take my life in another direction. And if that is the way it's going to be I would rather be with John than a fucking psychopath who forced himself on me and violated me in every way possible. Get the fuck away from me" said Mary pushing him away.

"You are making a big mistake Mary. We still have a few minutes.. think this through"

Suddenly they heard the slight sound of an engine.

"Guess we don't" said Mary with a smirk.

Her captor put his mask back on.

The engine noise grew louder as an SUV burst into the clearing. The driver of the latest entrant parked the vehicle next to Mary's captor's vehicle. 

The driver stepped out of the vehicle and walked over to where they were standing

Mary's captor spoke first

"This is the package. Once she is secure, I'll contact him."

Without a word the driver took hold of Mary and forcibly took her to the back of his vehicle. As he opened the door, she saw to her delight John sitting there, bound and gagged. 

But before he let her inside, the driver gagged her as well and sat her down in front of John. Mary had tears of joy in her eyes.

As the driver pulled away with his two captives, Mary's captor stood there for a bit looking at the SUV drive away. Then he took off his mask and threw it on the ground in anger.

As the SUV got along, Mary and John quickly fell into each other and embraced each other. Even though his hands were tied in front, John placed his hands on Mary's face and they looked into each other's eyes not able to say anything but the relief evident in their eyes.

They just stayed that way for a bit until suddenly the vehicle came to a stop.

The doors opened and the driver pointing a gun at them gestured for them to get out of the vehicle.

Reluctantly they got out. Their assailant stayed a meter away from them as he beckoned once again, indicating that he wanted them to start walking in the opposite direction towards a clump of trees.

Not knowing what else to do, they complied. 

He made them walk across the trees until they came upon a small clearing. In the middle of the clearing was a ditch, freshly dug out. 

At that point they realized that he was going to kill them. Mary turned around and started to plead with him to let them go but her muffled pleas of mercy had no effect on the man and he beckoned impatiently for them to go stand next to the ditch.

But Mary continued to plead and the man fired a shot in the air to intimidate her.

The gun had a silencer so the shot was muffled.

Mary looked at John and his eyes said it all. This was it. The end.

They slowly walked towards the grave and when they reached it, they turned around to see what was next.

As the man raised his gun, suddenly the blue eyed captor appeared. He levelled his gun at the assailant as he commanded him to lower his gun

"Lower your gun and walk away. Don't try to be a smart ass."

The assailant pointed his gun at Blue eyes and there was menace in his eyes. 

Pop went Blue eyes' gun as he shot the assailant in his chest. But as the assailant fell he let rip a volley of shots, one of which hit Blue eyes in the shoulder. He fell on his back and lay there groaning.

Mary got up and ran to him.

"Oh my God you're hurt."

"I'm gonna be fine. I was looking out for you"

"Did you know he was going to kill us?"

"Yes.. that was the job."

"Why keep us captive then for all this time? You could've killed us both anyway."

"The original plan was to send you out of the country. Then the person who ordered this must've got cold feet and he changed the plan. He wanted to get the two of you out of the way permanently."

"Who is he? Who ordered this?" said John agitatedly.

"Can't tell you cuz I don't know myself. I just know these details cuz the contractor who hired me for this job is a friend. But he never told me the name or anything about the guy who ordered this."

"Why did they want me out of the picture?" asked John.

"Well you have a legitimate claim to the Pasternackis empire. Probably somebody on Ballantine's side or it could be one of the majority stakeholders in Pasternackis. I dunno.."

"I think you need medical help.. let me see if I can get some help for you." Said Mary.

"No need. There is a med kit in my car. Its parked four hundred meters down the path I just came from. Just bring me the kit."

Mary ran to get the kit from the car whilst John tried to get more answers. He helped the guy to a tree so that he could sit with his back propped up.

"Why kill me. I was ready to leave the country forever with a new identity."

"You're a lose end John. Nobody likes loose ends. For all they know you could've come back any day to lay claim to a piece of the pie."

"So you're a contract killer."

"No. I mean I've never killed anyone before. I'm usually the driver or the kidnapper. Those are my two primary skillsets - holding assets and getaway driver."

"I want to thank you for saving our lives. If it weren't for you.."

"I did this for her. I don't think she would've told you this but whilst she was captive, something happened between us. I don't think she would've had the time to tell you."

"What are you talking about?" asked John visibly perturbed by what blue eyes had just said.

"We made love John. She and I. We made love like two people who are in love would do. I sensed a desire in her, a desire for somebody more than you. It drew me to her like a moth to a flame. I just had to have her. What surprised me was how willingly she gave herself up."

"You're lying!" said John flaring up. 

"You lying son of a bitch!" John hit blue eyes in the face.

Just at that moment Mary returned with the med kit.

"John! What the hell are you doing?"

John looked at her angrily.

"He just told me Mary."

"Told you what?"

"About your little liaison. Is it true Mary? Did you give yourself up to this son of a bitch willingly?"

"No John. No how could I?"

"She's lying John." Chimed in blue eyes.

"Shut up damn it!" said John.

"Mary look me in the eye and tell me you didn't fuck him."

Mary couldn't bear it and blurted out the truth

"He forced himself on me. He violated me." Said Mary breaking down

"But you enjoyed it cmon, tell him the truth he deserves to know. You wanted me and so help me God you still want me. Admit it."

"Shut up asshole" said Mary launching herself at blue eyes. He kicked her away easily and then levelled his gun on John.

"Admit it. You liked it. You wanted it and you came for me. Say it." Said blue eyes pointing the gun at John.

"You bastard. You forced yourself on me. You violated me. What could I have done? I didn't think was ever leaving that place again. I was dead inside. You fucked a dead body."

"Did I now" said blue eyes as he shot John in the thigh.

John shouted in anguish and went down clutching his thigh.

Mary cried and immediately ran to John's side, shielding him from the gun by coming in between blue eyes and John.

She tore part of her dress and bound the wound tightly. 

"You son of a bitch. Why don't you let us go. I don't want you. Never did never will. To me you're scum, a pig and I could never feel anything for you but vile hatred." Shouted Mary

"You don't realize it but you belong with me." Blue eyes was persistent.

"I will let you go but only on one condition."

"What do you want?" asked Mary the anguish evident in her voice.

"Admit it. You enjoyed our time together. Admit it and I will let the two of you go."

Mary looked at John, his face cringing with pain and the blood drenching his jeans from the wound.

"Allright I admit it, I enjoyed it. I enjoyed every single moment of it. You happy? Will you let us go now?"

"Then whaddaya need this prick for?" said blue eyes as he shot John in the head. 

John fell back lifeless.

Mary instinctively screamed and turning around she looked at blue eyes, a madness in her eyes the likes of which most men never see.

She ran over to where the assailant lay dead, picked up his gun and pointed it at bue eyes.

"I know you won't shoot me. I know that you" he was cut mid sentence by a single shot from the gun that Mary was holding. It went through his head between his blue eyes, shattering his forehead but leaving his blue eyes open, staring up at the blue sky.



Office Fun



Rick felt his cock stir in his pants as his secretary bent before him to open the bottom drawer of the file cabinet. She was impeccably dressed as always in a tight skirt, just a little too much above knee-length to be entirely professional, sheer stockings, and gleaming high-heel pumps. Unable to resist, he knelt behind her and ran his hand up her silky-smooth thigh and beneath her skirt, where he felt only the sheerest of lace panties covering her ass cheeks.

"You've been working out, Glenda," he murmured in her ear. "I think your glutes are even tighter than usual."

"No thanks to you," Glenda returned with a sardonic smile, looking over her shoulder at him with her astonishing blue eyes. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a tight, professional bun, which somehow made her perfectly made-up face even more gorgeous. "The last time I tried to work out, you found me in the gym and fucked me silly before I even got a set in."

Rick stood to his full six feet, two inches, as Glenda turned, still kneeling, before him. She licked her glossy lips as she unzipped his pants, revealing the thick eight-inch dick she loved so much. Gazing down at her with unabashed lust, Rick placed a strong hand on the back of her head and pulled her wet, willing mouth over his throbbing hard-on. He closed his eyes and grunted softly as she expertly sucked him, swirling her practiced tongue beneath its swollen purple head before taking him completely down her swan-like throat.

"Hi, sweetheart," came a soft voice from the door of the office. Rick had been so absorbed in the ministrations of his beautiful secretary that he had not heard his wife come in. "Hi, Glenda."

Glenda pulled her head from Rick's dick long enough to smile and wave. Rick smiled, too, and motioned for his wife to come over to him. Though near 

Rick's age of 40, she boasted a sexy, fit, tan athletic figure accentuated by her revealing tennis dress. Her youthful face was set off by a stylish brunette bob, and boasted her most striking feature – her full, luscious mouth, set in a perpetual sexy pout.

"I'm glad you're here, Monica," Rick beamed, pulling his wife to him for a long, sensual, tongue-filled kiss. Glenda redoubled her efforts on Rick's prick as she watched the sexy couple make out.

Monica gave Glenda a wink and replied, "I was going to invite you two for lunch, but it looks as if Glenda's about to have hers."

Glenda giggled as she pulled away from Rick's cock, stroking it with both slender hands. "As hot as you look in that tennis skirt, I can certainly save room for desert," she cooed, gazing lustfully as Monica's shapely thighs as she envisioned the wet pussy between them.

"Hate to be a killjoy," interjected Rick, "but we've got a lot of work to do today -- at least after this little break." Glenda took the hint and returned to her energetic blow job. Monica pouted, disappointed. "And I invited Trent, too!"

Rick loosened his tie. Trent was Monica's tennis instructor, a lithe, tan 25-year-old with an insatiable sexual appetite. Rick remembered with pleasure past session of sucking Trent's slender, shapely seven-incher and fucking his exquisite bubble butt, and finally ejaculated a huge load into Glenda's mouth. Glenda's eyes widened in surprise as hot cum dripped from the corners of her mouth; she was used to taking her virile boss's big loads, but the size and intensity of this one was extraordinary. 

As Glenda stood, Monica leaned over for a long cum-swapping French kiss, sliding her hand between Glenda's thighs to caress her wet cunt. "Well, you can't disappoint us, darling," said Monica as Glenda began to kiss down her neck toward a perfectly formed breast. "Trent will be here to meet us any minute -- oh, yes, sweetie, that feels so good on my nipple." 

Watching his wife and secretary in their passionate clench combined with the arousing thought of another session with Trent made Rick's recently drained cock start to stir all over again. He began to stroke it as Monica leaned Glenda onto a desk and put her head between the secretary's thighs. Suddenly, he felt another hand join his own and turned to see Trent's handsome young face gazing lustfully into his. 

Without a word, Trent was quickly out of his own shorts and pulling Rick's pants to his knees. "I didn't get any of this sweet ass last time, Rick," he whispered in Rick's ear. "I promised myself last time that if I got another chance, I was going to breed you like a bitch. Bend over that chair."

Rick was too turned on to protest. Trent first bent to tongue Rick's willing ass, eating it passionately. Monica had climbed atop Glenda and was riding her, cunt on cunt. "Oh, you fucking hot little slut," Monica snarled. "You're wet pussy feels so fucking good."

"Harder!" gasped Glenda. "I'm gonna cum hard, baby. Do you see that smoking hot young stud rimming your husband over there?"

"You ain't seen nothing yet," said Trent, standing up to reveal his fully erect cock. "Now the real fun starts."

"Yeah, Trent, fuck him good," Monica moaned. "Fuck him like you fucked me earlier."

"Fuck me, Trent," gasped Rick. "Make me your bitch. I'm so hot to have your big dick inside me."

Trent plunged balls-deep into Rick with one brutal thrust. Rick yelped as the pleasure and pain hit him at the same time. The girls were now lying on the floor fingering each other's pussies as they watched spellbound. Trent's beautiful ass bobbed hypnotically as he stroked rhythmically in and out of Rick's ass. Rick's eyes rolled back in his head and he moaned incoherently as he felt Trent's cock massage his prostate.

"Should I come in this bitch's ass, or should I pull out and blow my load in one of your pretty faces, girls?" asked Trent cockily. 

"No!" groaned Rick. "Please, you've got to unload up my ass. I'm dying to feel that hot cum fill me up. Please, Trent, cum inside me."

"Pull out and make him suck you off," said Monica wickedly. "I want to see him swallow every drop of your steaming load."

"Oh, God, yes," agreed Glenda. "Fuck his mouth, Trent. That would be so hot. Oh, I'm so close, baby!" Glenda pulled Monica tightly to her and ground her pussy against Monica's firm thigh, kissing her deeply, her eager tongue probing Monica's hot, wet mouth.

Trent pulled out of Rick's ass. "Suck it," he commanded breathlessly, watching the two gorgeous female bodies writhe together. "Hurry, I can't last much longer." Rick slid his mouth over Trent's pulsing cock and immediately felt his throat being fucked. Glenda looked up to see Trent fucking Rick's face and collapsed into a powerful orgasm. This sent Trent over the edge, and he groaned as spurt after powerful spurt of hot cream filled Rick's hungry mouth. Rick came for a second time without even touching himself, and Monica quickly pulled Glenda's mouth to her dripping pussy and came within seconds of Glenda's expert licking.

After a few moments of recovery, the whole group laughed in a moment of ecstatic relief. Monica gave Glenda a soft, lingering kiss, then turned to share her perfect mouth with Trent. "See you Tuesday at the country club," Trent said as he sauntered out. Glenda excused herself, too, leaving the married couple alone for the moment. 

Rick pulled Monica to him for a sweet kiss, gently stroking her tanned cheek. Monica grinned and slipped her arms around her husband's waist.

"Well, lunch was certainly fun," said Rick. "So who's coming over for dinner tonight?"

Monica stood on tiptoe to whisper in Rick's ear. "My sister!"



Office Fun



Lee had worked in the office for just over 6 months, and couldn't stand the job. It was tedious data analysis type work which bored the hell out of him, and he had to do it eight hours a day, five days a week. The only thing that got him through his long days was Marcia. Marcia was a stunning woman who had started at the office about two weeks after Lee and worked at the station opposite him. Lee was wild with desire for her, and would be distracted for what seemed like hours at a time fantasising about the things he would do to her if he ever had the chance.

He watched her now from across his desk as she sat typing at her computer. Her long, sandy hair was tied in a tight bun. She wore a light coloured shirt which was unbuttoned at the top and showing off her magnificent cleavage, her tits pushed tightly together by her back bra which was just visible over the top of her shirt. He thought how much fun it would be to bury his face in those quality melons. The thought was a welcome distraction from the endless number crunching and typing that should have been occupying his mind. But time was money, so he went back to staring at his computer screen and filling in the numbers.

Marcia took a sip from the bottle of water on her desk. When she put it back down, she placed it too close to the edge and it over balanced and tumbled to the floor, rolling a metre or two away from her desk. Lee heard the spillage and his 'cleavage imminent' sense started to tingle. He watched as Marcia wheeled her chair towards the stray bottle and bent over to pick it up. The wide opening of her shirt drooped down as she stretched her arm and Lee stared, transfixed by what he was seeing. Too quick for him to react, Marcia looked up at Lee and his slightly agape mouth. Despite his embarrassment, he held her gaze for a moment. To his surprise, she didn't raise herself up straight away. Instead, she stayed where she was for a few seconds. Her large breasts and black bra now clearly visible. She slowly straightened herself up, flashed him a cheeky grin and pushed herself back behind her desk, holding her long legs out horizontally as her chair wheeled back into place. She returned to typing, her eyes quickly darting to Lee before he returned his gaze to his screen.

As he typed more numbers, he felt his face grow hot with the embarrassment of getting caught looking. Despite the sexy little grin and her delayed response in picking up the bottle, it never felt right being caught having a sneaky glance at a woman's tits, however good they may look. Beneath the embarrassment though, was a tingle of arousal and extreme lust. The shape of those breasts couldn't be forgotten by a mild feeling of shame.

From the corner of his eye, Lee saw Marcia stand up. She was about 5ft6 and a slim build. She walked from behind her desk and down the corridor away from him. Her buttoned shirt was tucked into a black pencil skirt, which clung tightly to the wide curve of her hips and her big round ass. It stopped about an inch above her knee. As she walked, her incredible ass wiggled hypnotically from side to side and her black heels clipped rhythmically along the hard floor. She reached the elevator and pressed the button. When the doors opened, she turned and looked back at Lee. He smiled and she smiled back. She got into the elevator and before the doors closed, she threw him a wave. The doors slid shut, and the elevator descended. Lee returned to his work, grinning madly to himself.

* * *

A few hours later, towards the end of the day when the office was quiet, Lee had retired to the small printing room to print out a few documents. As the printer whirred away, his mind began to wander. His thoughts would wonder between topics, but would often return back to Marcia's tight pencil skirt and her revealing top. He stood for about ten minutes waiting for his print job to finish, when his thoughts were interrupted by a soft thud, which was followed by a sloshing sound. He turned and saw a bottle of water on the floor with Marcia standing over it, one hand on her hip.

"Hey," she said, bending down to pick up the bottle. The movement wasn't as slow and deliberate as earlier, but still gave Lee a good view all the same.

"Uh...Hi," he said.

"Caught you looking earlier, twice."

She turned on her heel and strolled over to the small desk, turned back to Lee and rested her ass on the corner. She folded her arms under to breasts, causing them to push up and out. Lee swallowed.

"Yeah, sorry about that. Kinda hard to resist." He said and added a nervous laugh, instantly regretting what he said.

"No, no," she said. "No need to apologize. In fact, I've been watching you too. For a long time."

Lee blinked in astonishment. He had been sneaking peaks and fantasising about Marcia on and off for six months, and it now seemed that she had been doing the same over him. His heart rate quickened.

"Really?" he said, unable to think of anything clever or sexy. His brain had suddenly turned to shit.

"Mmm-Hmm," she nodded.

Marcia lifted herself from the desk and walked over to the door and gently closed it and turned the lock. Why there was such a convenient lock on the door was anybody's guess, but there it was all the same. She slid the blinds closed and walked slowly towards him, her heels clipping along the floor. She put her hands on his shoulders and looked up at him. He could feel her breath on his face.

"I think," she whispered. "That we may just have to apologize to each other properly."

"That would seem to be for the best," he said, slipping his hands around her small waist. "What's the best way to do it, do you think?"

"Like this," she said, and slid her hand slowly down Lee's body to his crotch. She grabbed his cock and squeezed it through his trousers. She moved her hand up and down along it, and Lee felt himself begin to harden. Lee ran his hands down her back to get a squeeze of that perfect ass through her skin tight leather skirt. It was warm, perfectly rounded and firm. He squeezed both cheeks and dug his fingers in deep. She moved in closer, put her hands on his chest and pushed him back against the wall, hard.

He grunted from the impact, and before he knew it, Marcia was on him. Pushing him hard against the wall, she ferociously kissed him; her tongue pressing firmly into his mouth while he kissed her with equal ferocity. Lee wasn't quite sure how a dropped water bottle had led to this intense making out at the printers, but damn she was keen and he wasn't going to stop. This very thought had kept him occupied for hours at his desk, and the reality was better than he had ever imagined.

Marcia bit down on Lee's lip, drawing a small amount of blood, as she un-tucked his shirt. She slid a slender hand up his shirt and ran it up his body, clawing at his chest with her long fingernails. Lee grabbed behind her knee and hooked her leg around his waist; she happily squeezed it around him. He snaked his hand up her smooth thigh and cupped her ass cheek while she forced her tongue down his throat.

Marcia removed her hand from under Lee's shirt and began to hurriedly unbutton her shirt. Lee watched, his hand caressing her ass under her skirt, as her shirt fell open and her wonderful tits came into view. And they truly were wonderful. Big and pert, the bra seeming to barely contain them. He ran a finger down the length of her cleavage as she slipped the top off her shoulders and onto the floor. He cupped a breast in his hand. She looked up at him and pulled the bobble out of her hair, letting it roll down her back almost to the top of her ass. He could make out her heart pounding under his hand.

She craned her neck and began to kiss him in that eager, hungry way she had been doing. Lee slid his hand from her ass and began to work his way around the front. He teased his fingers under her thong, and his hand instantly flinched back. Instead of meeting with a warm and wet pussy, his fingers had found what felt like a hard cock.

"What the fuck is that?" he asked, the shock clear in his voice.

"That's my cock," she said. "And it's very happy, as you probably felt."

"Your cock!"

"That's right. Does it bother you?"

Lee looked down at her incredible face with her dark eyes and sweet, shiny blowjob lips; her large heaving breasts; her toned stomach and the long leg that was still gripped around his waist. He also noticed his own rock hard cock and realised that, in all honesty, he didn't give a flying fuck. His hand was still poised lightly on the top of Marcia's thigh and, in answer to her question; he pulled down the top of her thong to let her cock spring free. He took it in his hand and gripped her. He could feel her pulse through it. Marcia's face lit up and she began to grind her cock through his hand and again buried her tongue in his mouth.

Lee began to slowly jerk her cock. He'd done it to himself a thousand times so he found it came naturally to him. Marcia began to moan softly and she unbuttoned Lee's trousers and fished out his own cock through his boxers as his trousers slid to the floor. With his free hand, Lee unclasped her bra and threw it across the room. He bent down and took one of her small nipples in his mouth, which he lovingly sucked and licked. He felt her warm breath on his ear as she sighed.

She pulled him up from her breast and walked back towards the desk, kicking off her heels as she went. She turned around and slowly slid her thong down her long, slender legs. As she bent, her skirt rose up her thighs and gave him the slightest glimpse of her bare ass, making his cock twitch. She turned back towards him. Now her cock was entirely free of the thong, it propped up her skirt like a tent pole. Lee took off his shirt and boxers, and stood naked. His 8 inch cock protruding

Marcia pushed herself up onto the desk with her hands and lay back. She lifted her legs in the air and hiked her skirt over them. As she pulled it off, she lifted her legs over her head. This gave Lee a perfect view of Marcia's emerging ass as her skirt slid over her round ass cheeks. He got a nice view of her round, puckered ass-hole before she dropped her legs and sat up, now completely naked. Lee saw her cock for the first time. About 7inches long and circumcised, looking hard and very aroused between her legs. She took it in her hand, pointed the head at Lee and began to slowly stroke it.

"Suck it," she said

Lee didn't hesitate. He knelt between her legs and took her cock in his hand. He lowered his head and placed one of her smooth balls in his mouth while he stroked her cock. Marcia clamped her thighs around Lee's head and put her head back. She played with her breasts as her breathing became heavier, enjoying the feeling of her balls sloshing around Lee's mouth. Lee licked up the length of her shaft and circled the bulbous head with his tongue. He opened his mouth and went down. Marcia let a small moan escape her lips. She closed her eyes. She put a hand on the back of Lee's head and firmly pushed him down deeper. He let out a small gag, but didn't flinch. Soon she could feel his nose in the small mound of her pubic hair and the head of her cock against the back of his throat, and it felt amazing.

Lee pulled his head back and let her cock come back to the front of his mouth and he looped the head with his tongue, running it along her hole before taking it back down. Marcia began thrusting herself in time with his motions and soon he was sucking at a fair speed while she moaned and writhed on the desk. He sucked her for about 10 minutes, loving every minute of it. He loved the feel of Marcia's hard, throbbing cock in his throat and the obvious enjoyment she was getting out of it.

All too soon he felt her pull at his chin and ease herself away from him. Her cock left his mouth with a slurp. She stood up with him and put her arms around his back and drew him close. Their cocks bumping off each other as they kissed again. She turned around and he rubbed his hands over her stomach from behind. She bent over the desk and, in a way which drove Lee wild, began to rotate and bob her ass up and down, grinding herself against Lee's cock. He held his cock out, rubbing it up and down her ass crack. He stopped over her hole occasionally and exerted gentle pressure, testing the waters, before rubbing up her ass again.

Now Marcia bent down further and reached around to her ass cheeks and pulled them apart, giving lee all the access he needed. She looked around at him.

"You know what to do," she said, and pushed her ass back against Lee. And indeed Lee did know what to do. He placed his cock at her hole and began to push forward as she pushed back.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Oh yeah"

Lee added more pressure and he popped into her. God she was tight. She breathed a short sharp gasp and her body tightened, not ready for Lee's girth. She quickly got used to it and pushed back against him as he pushed forward. She bobbed her ass slightly as he filled her. Lee was the biggest she had ever taken and she could feel her ass stretching in ways it had never been stretched before. It felt incredible.

Eventually Lee was entirely inside her warm, incredibly tight ass. After allowing her time to get used to it he began to fuck her in long, hard strokes. Each time he pounded into her, she let out a grunt and their bodies slapped together. Lee lent forward and groped her jiggling breasts with one hand while the other worked its way towards her cock. He grabbed it in his hand and began to jerk it.

"Ooooh....yeah baby," she moaned. Lee increased his pounding and his jerking. Marcia stood up and placed one foot on the desk. She put a hand behind Lee's neck, turned her head and they began to kiss as they fucked. Lee looked down over his shoulder and watched her hard cock bounce and flail around as he pounded her hard and deep. He took it in his hand and began to jerk it once more. The feel of her ass was unlike anything he had felt. It was tighter than anything he had ever fucked and Marcia knew how to use it. She clenched and relaxed her ass around his cock each time he pulled out of her. He was almost seeing stars.

"Hold on, Sugar." She said.

Lee stopped his thrusting and Marcia eased herself away from him. His cock slid out of her. She turned around and lay down on the desk with her legs in the air. She prized her cheeks apart again.

"C'mon," she said with a wink. "Finish me off."

Lee slid his cock back into her ass, moaning as he did. It was so tight. He steadied himself with his hands on the desk and began to fuck her hard once more. Fuckin her in this position was even better. He could see her face, tits and hard cock all at once. While her ass was a wonderful sight, it didn't compare the front view. Her beautiful, moaning face was shiny with sweat and her tits bounced and jiggled as he rammed into her.

"Take my cock," she said. "Make me cum."

She propped herself up on her elbows as Lee stoked his hand down her body to her cock. He gripped it and slowly began to jerk it. The effect was instant. Marcia nodded vigorously at him and she took a sharp intake of breath. He jerked her off faster, feeling her cock begin to stiffen in his hand.

"Oh...Fuckin' God!" she cried. "Faster"

She began to rock her body in time with his as he jerked her cock at a furious speed. She started to pant and gasp. Lee put his free hand over her mouth, fearing other people in the office may hear her cries. It didn't make a difference; she pulled her face back from his hand.

"OOOOHHH.........CUUUUMMMMING!" she roared.

Her body stiffened and Lee felt her ass clamp down around his cock. Seconds later he felt her cock begin to spasm in his hand as spurt after spurt of cum erupted from her cock. It sprayed her tits and pooled on her stomach and belly button. Her ass spasmed around his cock as she came and came, crying out in deep moans. Eventually, her orgasm began to subside and her breath started to return. His hand was slick with her warm cum and he slowed down his pace.

"UUUUUNNNNNMMMMPPHHH!" She let out one final low moan before collapsing onto the desk, her cum dripping over her sleek body. "Are you close?"

"Very," Lee said.

"Good. Let me suck you."

Lee slipped his cock out of Marcia's ass and she knelt on the floor while he sat on the desk. She took his cock in her hand and began to stroke it. Lee moaned. Marcia opened her mouth and took all of Lee's 8inches in one fluid motion, licking her own juices. She fondled his balls before slyly sticking a finger up his ass. It was the first time anything had been up there and he cried out in surprise, but also pleasure. She deep throated and fingered him and soon he felt his balls draw up to his body.

"Here it comes!" he said.

Marcia took all of his cock down her throat and stayed there as his cock began to unleash waves of come into her. He shuddered as his climax subsided. Marcia pulled her finger out of hi and kissed him. He could taste both his and her juices in his mouth. She stood up, her own cum still covered her body. A drop had formed on the end of her semi erect cock. She smiled at him.

"We'll have to do this again sometime," she said.

"Maybe," he said. "Suppose I'd better get those documents printed first though."



Office Fun



Jim walked in and looked around the bar. It was the office "Cinquo De Mayo" party, and from the looks of things, most people had taken advantage of the opportunity for an early escape and a little mid-week partying.

The bar was a fairly small place, and a bit crowded between the regulars and the party. As he made his way around the room to order a beer, his eyes scanned the crowd, looking for her. His cock twitched in anticipation , hoping she hadn't opted out.

He ordered a Corona and leaned back against the bar as he waited – and he saw her. She was in one corner, surrounded by three of the office geeks. Jim couldn't help but laugh to himself, thinking that they guys looked like pathetic little puppies, trying to hump her leg!

He couldn't blame them, though – Christine was a stunner! She was Filipina and gorgeous. Her long, black hair fell straight back below her shoulders, and her high cheekbones and almond shaped eyes set off an incredibly sensuous mouth, with full, inviting lips. As he watched her, she took a sip from her own Corona, and Jim couldn't help but be jealous of the bottle. For months, he'd been imagining what it would be like to feel those lips wrapped around his throbbing member.

As he stood there, he couldn't help but be struck by her body as well. She was tall – nearly six feet, with large, full breasts that she hid demurely behind a business jacket. Today she was wearing a short skirt and knee-high black boots. Her long legs looked so inviting, and Jim could only imagine the paradise that waited between them.

It hadn't taken Jim any time at all to notice Christine when he started working in the office. In fact, his first encounter with her was in the kitchenette, as he was getting some coffee. He walked in to find her bent over, routing through the refrigerator. At the sight of her incredible ass, he just stopped and held his breath. When she stood up and turned around, she was a bit flustered to see him staring at her. She definitely noticed the bulge in his pants, though, as he saw her smile and lick her lips briefly. From that moment on, he was hooked!

Christine worked for another supervisor, but she supported some of his staff on their projects. She was always the model of decorum, and she made a point of calling him "Sir" whenever they spoke. Jim found more and more reasons to invite her to meetings, and it was strange how often she ended up sitting right next to him. A couple of times, her leg had brushed against his during a meeting, and it was like someone had wired his balls with electricity. It wasn't long before he was plotting a way to break down the professional barrier, and fuck the living hell out of this gorgeous Asian beauty!

The office party seemed like the perfect chance. The alcohol was flowing freely, and everyone was having a good time. Jim noticed some of the other office "couples" had already paired off and moved into the darker corners of the bar. Christine remained trapped by the nerd boys, and as he picked up two fresh Coronas, Jim decided she definitely needed rescuing!

"Looks like the Queen is holding court," he said as he walked up to her. The three guys around her turned and looked at Jim, and they all seemed a little defeated. At 46, Jim was an attractive man with distinguished grey hair, and piercing blue eyes. He kept himself in good shape, and ladies found attractive. The Geek Squad knew they didn't stand a chance in a cock fight with him.

"Hardly a queen," said Christine, running her eyes up and down Jim, "We were just talking about the latest version of that data analysis program the firm installed." Jim could almost hear the desperation in her voice, saying "Please save me!"

"Well, that sounds fascinating. I did need to talk a little business with you, though – a small project that I have in mind that I think will interest you." He looked pointedly at the nerds, who had already hung their heads in defeat and started to back away. Nothing more needed to be said.

As soon as they were out of earshot, Christine smiled and said, "Thanks – I owe you for rescuing me. Another five minutes and I was going to fake a heart attack!" As she spoke, she reached over and took the cold beer that Jim offered, letting her hand brush against his and linger there. Jim could feel the energy, and his balls started to tense in anticipation.

"Well, since you owe me...I have some ideas on how to collect." As he spoke, he moved closer until the mouth of the bottle in his hand was brushing against her obviously erect nipples. He saw Christine shiver at the touch.

Without saying another word, Jim turned and walked toward the door. Christine paused for a moment – her pussy was so wet that she was afraid she would "squish" when she walked. She set down the beer and followed him to the door. 

Outside, she found herself on the patio. There were tables and umbrellas set up, with colorful lanterns strung between them. It looked like the hardcore party crowd was out here, and there was plenty of noise and booze all around.

She spotted Jim in a dark corner of the patio, away from most of the activity. She walked up to him, and he boldly reached out and tweaked her nipple. She caught her breath and moaned softly, feeling her juices flooding even more.

Christine leaned in, her lips parted, and kissed Jim passionately. He put his hand behind her head, entwining his fingers in her hair, and pulled her closer. His other arm went around her, and he cupped her ass, pulling her tightly against him. Although she couldn't see it in the dim light, the level of his excitement was obvious as she felt his hard cock pressing against her belly.

Jim kneaded her ass as his tongue explored her mouth. He pressed his crotch against her, poking her with his hard member. Christine reached down and grabbed him, savoring the outline of what promised to be a very inviting cock. She squeezed it, taking pleasure in the way it forced Jim to pause in his explorations of her ass.

"You know, I think it's time for you to start making good on what you owe me," said Jim, breaking their kiss. "If you kneel down, I think you'll know what to do."

Christine looked at him and smiled, then proceeded to kneel in front of him. They were behind one of the tables, in an isolated corner, and Jim had his back to the rest of the patio. Christine went to her knees – fortunately it was soft mulch. Her fingers deftly found his zipper, and she worked to release his aching cock. She had to unbuckle his pants to get the monster free, which strained against the tight briefs that held it in place. She ran her finger along the underside of his shaft, feeling his body twitch in response. Now it was time to free the snake, and as she eased the briefs down, his hard cock sprang out.

In the faint light, she was able to admire his manhood. It was a nice length – probably close to eight inches – and thick. She could see the head silhouetted against the lanterns, and it was perfectly shaped. She could see the glistening of pre-cum on the tip, which she slowly lapped with her tongue.

As soon as her mouth touched his cock, Jim grabbed her head and pulled it forward, jamming the entire shaft into her throat. Christine gagged for a moment, then relaxed and let his manhood fill her. As he held onto her head, she took control and started to work her mouth up and down the length of his cock. Jim now had his hands on either side of her head, pushing himself deeper with every thrust. She loved the feeling of control, and she swirled her tongue all around the head and shaft as she took him deep into her throat. 

Christine listened to the soft moaning as she sucked Jim's dick. The moaning was soon replaced with his pleas. "That's it, baby, suck it! Take it deep! God, I'm going to fill your mouth with my cum! You feel so fucking good on my cock! Don't stop!"

Christine had no intention of stopping! As she sensed him moving closer to orgasm, she reached up and cupped his heavy balls. They were twitching and swinging in rhythm as he thrust into her mouth. She held them firmly in one hand, as the other wrapped around his cock and guided it in and out of her mouth.

After just a few seconds of this treatment, Jim was ready to cum. He grabbed her hair tightly, and prepared to empty a huge load down her throat. His cocked twitched furiously, and he felt his balls begin to unload. Suddenly, he felt Christine's finger in his ass, pressing right against his prostate. The combination of the pressure and the orgasm that was wracking his body was almost too much, and he felt his knees go weak. His cock was pumping a furious stream of thick, hot seed down her throat, and she was gulping it happily. As his monster orgasm subsided, she eased her finger from his ass and release her grip on his aching balls.

Christine licked her lips, relishing the man-taste of his salty cum. Her pussy was absolutely drenched now, and as she stood she reached up and slid her sopping panties down her long, firm, tanned legs. She let them drop to the ground, then kicked them off and under one of the bushes that ringed the patio. Jim could smell her sex in the air. He reached under her skirt, and his fingers easily found her cunt. Her pussy hair was sparse and neatly trimmed, and he had no problem locating her clit. He was amazed at the size – the thing felt like it was the size of a damn cherry! As soon as he touched it, Christine let out a low moan and buried her head into his shoulder.

Jim worked her nub for a minute, rubbing it, pinching it, and smearing it with her ample juices. When he could sense she was at the breaking point, he slid his finger into her slit, jamming it deep. He fingered her hard, as his free hand found her tits. He squeezed her heavy breast, then took her nipple between his fingers and squeezed in rhythm to his finger fucking. The combination was too much for Christine, and she had a massive orgasm, drenching Jim's hand in more of her pussy juice. He continued to finger-fuck her, loving the feel of her pussy muscles clenching around him.

Christine pulled away. "Stop, I can't take anymore!" she said. "That was so intense! Jim, I need to you to fuck me – now! I want your cock deep inside me!"

Jim wasted no time in complying. He spun her around roughly and pushed her against the table. It was a high table, and she leaned her elbows onto it. Jim moved behind her and lifted her miniskirt. It was tight, and he had to work it up her ass cheeks until her pussy was exposed. His cock was back at full erection, he was dying to bury all eight inches into this hot beauty.

Because Christine was so tall, Jim had to lean far forward to ease his throbbing cock into her. Her velvety lips parted easily and he slid smoothly home. Christine gasped, overwhelmed by the feeling of his cock inside her. She'd been fantasizing about this for months, and now it was happening!

As Jim began to move his hips slowly back and forth, Christine looked around. They were just 10 feet away from the other partiers, but they were too busy drinking and laughing to notice what was happening. Still, the thought that they could get caught at any moment was a huge turnover.

Christine concentrated on the feeling deep in her pussy, as Jim plowed his fat cock in and out. He was perfectly shaped and positioned to hit her G-spot with every thrust. As a result, she could feel an orgasm of epic proportions building in her belly.

Just when she thought it couldn't get any better, Jim reached up and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back sharply. He leaned forward, keeping a tight grip on her and thrusting his big shaft into her harder and harder. He began to whisper to her as he fucked her.

"You're so fucking hot, Christine! I've been dying to fuck you, to fill you with my cock. You're so good, so fucking good! Do you like my cock in you? Does it turn you on? Do you want to feel me cum? Do you want me to fill you with my seed?"

Christine tried to nod – she couldn't speak. Jim held onto her hair with one hand, and with the other reached around her waist and held onto her belly. As he fucked her, she pictured his hot seed deep in that belly, and suddenly she remembered that she was in the middle of her cycle! She normally used condoms, but she had gotten so caught up in the heat of the moment that she had thrown all caution to the wind!

"Jim, you can't cum! Please, stop! I'm fertile – we're not using anything! You're going to get me pregnant!"

Those were exactly the wrong words to say! Jim didn't slow down, but he picked up the pace. As Christine struggled to pull away, he held her tighter and pulled her hair more. He leaned over her shoulder, as she felt him begin the short strokes that signaled his orgasm.

"Oh, no – you're getting it all! I'm going to pump your fertile belly so full of my potent seed! This is a huge load – you're going to overflow. I'm going to knock you up and keep your belly full of me! Get ready – here it comes!!"

With those words, Jim thrust hard and drove his cock as deep as he could. Christine could feel his dick beging to pulse, and she could literally feel the warmth spread through her belly as he coated her fertile womb with his seed. It was the most erotic thing she had ever felt, and her own orgasm hit her like a freight train. Jim's cock continued to pour cum into her, and her pussy spasmed and sucked it deeper into her womb. After what seemed like an eternity, both of them stopped, and Jim slid his still hard cock out her pussy with an audible "plop"!

Christine steadied herself against the table, unable to trust her legs to support her. She looked around, and realized that no one else was any wiser about the incredible fucking she had just taken. Jim was still behind her, massaging her belly with one hand – almost as if he was trying to work his sperm deeper inside her. Finally, he released her and pulled up his pants. After he finished getting dressed, her spun her around and kissed her fiercely.

"Well, I think that's a good down payment on your debt to me. What do you think?" he asked her. 

Christine just nodded weakly, picturing all of his seed sloshing around in her belly. If that was the down payment, she couldn't wait to start the installment plan!

To be continued....



Office Fun



I looked at my watch for the third time in ten minutes. I couldn't believe that she was late. Eileen Radfield was the most influential member of the board of directors and she wanted to have lunch with me. What I actually couldn't believe was that she even knew me at all. When Erica stopped by my desk this morning to tell me about this appointment, I had to ask her "Who is Eileen Radfield?" 

Erica patted me on the head and replied "Let's just say that she is someone from within the company who can do a lot for your career, good and bad, so keep that in mind."

Erica was not a particularly good boss because she loved to play head games with me just to let me know who was in charge. I couldn't help it that I was good at what I did. Someone had to keep track of all of our shipping and since it was me I was going to put all of my energy and passion into the job. I may not yet have the education of the other junior staff but I made up for it by working my ass off. Twelve hours in the office and four hours of night school every day was my roadmap to the top. The fact that it made Erica feel threatened was supposed to be a good thing for everyone, or at least that's what the business self-help books said. I hoped they were right.

At twelve fifteen Eileen walked into the office. We have an open office environment so I saw her come off of the elevator from across the room. It had to be her since I had never seen this woman here in my 9 months on the job. She was wearing a tight fitted red dress that came to her knees and she had platinum hair worn loose on her shoulders. I am not a very good judge of age but I would guess that she was somewhere around 60. 

She seemed to know her way around the office and headed straight for Erica's office. As the office manager, Erica was one of the few employees that had a private office, although the entire front wall of the office was glass so that she had an unobstructed view of the rest of the floor. Eileen sat in the black leather chair in front of Erica's desk and reached into her purse and came out with a cigarette. 

Erica fumbled in her desk drawer and apparently found a lighter as she walked around to the front of the desk and lit the cigarette for her. This was a no smoking building. 

I saw Eileen let out a long breath of smoke and noticed with horror that they both turned and they were staring at me as they talked. I quickly looked down at the report that was sitting on my desk. I knew that my cheeks were turning red. I heard Erica's office door open and I quickly picked up the report and turned a few pages, trying to look as normal as possible. I head the quick tapping of high heeled shoes walking across the coated concrete floor and suddenly Eileen was standing beside my desk. 

She took a slow draw on the cigarette as she looked down at me. Then she reached out and took the report out of my hand."

"It might be a little easier to read if you hold it right side up." She said with a wry smile on her face. She handed the report back to me and then pinched the cigarette out between two fingers that were tipped with the brightest red fingernails I had ever seen, and dropped the butt into her Prada purse. "Can't leave any evidence, right?"

I didn't know whether to answer her or not. In fact I had no idea what to say at all so I just stared.

"Are you going to offer me a seat?" she said, looking around the empty office. Everyone had left for lunch.

I jumped up quickly and ran over to Ted's desk next to mine and dragged his chair over to my desk. When I got back Eileen was already sitting in my chair.

"Hope you don't mind." She said.

"Not at all." I answered, finally finding my voice.

"Do you know who I am?" she asked. She looked like she already knew what I would answer.

"Yes, you are Eileen Radfield. You are the chairman of the board of Pro-Test, Incorporated and have been for the past three years." I didn't add that I read that she had inherited the company from her late third husband.

She looked surprised. Something that I was sure did not happen very often. 

"Very good." She said. "I always forget about Google. I am not much for technology. My granddaughter recently taught me how to text and that's about it for me"

I wondered what she was doing running a technology company but decided that was something to keep to myself.

"You are probably wondering how that qualifies me for running this company." She said, leaning back in my chair and looking around. "I hate this open office environment." She added. "I have no idea how anyone here gets anything accomplished."

She twirled around once in the chair and continued. "The answer to my question is that I am a very good judge of character, and I have the personality type that is required to do whatever it takes to get what I want and need. I need this company to be successful." She folded her hands in her lap and crossed her legs. "Do you have any idea why I am here talking to you?"

Again, I wasn't sure whether or not she actually expected a response and decided to wait a moment. 

"It is because you have come to my attention as a hardworking, serious and passionate employee. I am a serious and passionate woman. If this company is going to succeed it is going to be because of people like you and me. I just told Erica that she is to give you a 20% salary increase, effective from the beginning of last month. Since today is the 28th, that should give you a nice little bonus on top of the extra you will be receiving starting now. I want you to know that I appreciate what you do."

"Thank you." I said. I had not expected this and I am sure that my face showed it. 

She smiled and leaned her body forward. I noticed that she was playing with a sapphire ring on her right ring finger. It was the biggest sapphire that I had ever seen and I am sure was meant to compliment her deep blue eyes. "You will find that I always notice passionate effort, and that I always show my appreciation. I also think that it's time that you got your chair back."

With that she stood up and held her hands out like a matador, ushering me back into my chair. When I sat down she leaned over and whispered in my right ear "I can take you places that you have only dreamed about." With that statement still ringing in my ear she dropped the sapphire ring into my lap. I was so stunned that it fell between my legs, bounced off the front of my chair and skittered under my desk. 

I'll get it." She said, sounding slightly embarrassed. She dropped to her knees and crawled under my desk, patting with her right hand as she felt for the dropped jewelry. Her ass, legs and black heels were visible to me as she was looking. I was just beginning to appreciate that she had a very nice body, obviously due to long hours in the gym, when she turned back and looked up at me with the ring in her hand. 

"Found it!"

She turned around and I expected her to crawl out. Instead she grabbed my ankles and pulled my chair as close to the desk as she could. I was about to protest when she peered up at me and hissed "Sit still!"

With that she reached up and unzipped my pants and began to fumble inside. She pushed the fly to my boxers open and pulled my cock free. I heard her whisper "Mmmmmmm, nice dick." And then she took it into her mouth. 

Whatever else this woman was, she was certainly skilled at giving head. At first I was so shocked that my penis remained floppy even as she sucked. As she teased and kissed and squeezed I gradually became hard. I leaned back and closed my eyes as she slid the tip of her tongue up and down my rigid shaft. Her right hand was circled around the base of my cock and she squeezed as she licked. Her rhythm was amazing. She was taking me on a ride up and down the ecstasy roller coaster. 

At one point I felt her hand release my cock and she took me in so deeply that I could feel her throat with the head of my dick. When she slid it away I became aware that my phone was beeping on my desk in front of me. Afraid to let the noise interrupt the action I picked it up to silence it and noticed that I had a text message. It was from an unknown number and it simple said "You like?"

It suddenly hit me that Eileen was texting me from under the desk while giving me a blowjob. Was there anything that this woman couldn't do? I Texted back "Yes, very much." I received a smiley face in reply. I almost lost it seeing that.

I felt her hand again squeeze the base of my throbbing cock as she continued to slurp and suck. I was actually just starting to relax and enjoy the moment when I heard the elevator bell ding. Out stepped Erica and she was looking right at me.

She walked over to my desk with a look of suppressed rage on her face. "What did she tell you?" She asked me very slowly. "What did that bitch say to you?"

The sucking on my cock stopped for a moment but I was still in her mouth. "She told me that I got a raise." I said as carefully as I could. "She told me that she appreciated my work."

"Why didn't she take you to lunch?" Erica asked, smiling just a little.

"She had something else that she had to do." I answered, proud of myself for not lying. 

Erica put her hands on my desk and leaned in close to me. "You be careful around that old bitch. She will eat you up and spit you out. I could tell you stories about what she has done to other men here."

I felt and heard Eileen's head bang on the underside of my desk. The hand on my cock started squeezing painfully hard. "I'm okay," I told her. "I thought that she was charming and classy and extremely capable." I felt soft lips slide over my cock once again.

"She is a man-eating cunt and you would be well served to stay away from her." Erica hissed.

With that my phone beeped again. I picked it up and looked at it. "I want you to cum in my mouth right now!" it said.

"Yes Ma'am." I sent back.

Erica was just standing there looking at me; waiting for a response I am sure. Eileen was doing something with her fingernails on the underside of my cock that was making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Then she again took me in deep and I could feel her humming or gargling or something. I had never felt that before and I was about to pop.

Erica stood up straight and stared at me. Finally she said "Do you have anything to say?"

"HOLY FUCK!" I yelled as I came hard and slammed my hands down on the desk. How I was able to keep from saying or doing anything else was a miracle. Erica jumped as if a cattle prod had been rammed up her ass and literally ran back to her office. Eileen slowed her pace and milked every drop of semen from my still quivering pole. I was breathing hard and wondering what to do next when my phone beeped again. 

"Going to straighten you best I can." It read. Then another beep. "Go to E's office and keep her occupied."

I felt her replace my wet cock into my pants and zip me up. I waited just a moment and without a glance downward I got up and walked into Erica's office. She looked at me like maybe I was bringing her a bomb or something. There was true fear in her eyes.

"Erica" I began slowly. "I apologize for my outburst. I have been under a lot of stress."

She regained a little of her composure and replied "I am not sure what you are up to, but rest assured that your days in my group are numbered."

At that moment my phone beeped and I checked the message. "Thanks hon, I'll see you again soon. Keep up the hard work."

I smiled and was going to leave when a second message arrived. "While you are in there start thinking about how you will decorate."

I walked up to Erica, smiled my most winning smile and held out my hand. "I don't think you will have any more trouble with me."



Office Fun



It was always known to me that attracting women had to be done with some kind of finesse or even let's call it conviction. Not many will take the direct approach but the ones that do always seem to stand out a little more.

I started my day like any other; coffee, bagel, and of course work. It wasn't a great day; little rain mixed with some high winds so everybody primarily stayed at work for lunch when this happens. I didn't have time to pack a proper lunch so on the fly a microwave dinner is good in a pinch.

I made my way to the lunch room to heat up my processed meal and bumped into Sara. For months I have thought about this girl; I mean we had done coffee and hung out a few times but she never really seemed interested in more so I had settled for office friends.

After a bit of small talk about the shitty weather I realized we were both headed to the lunch room. As we walked there I could help but notice how incredibly amazing she looked in the tight grey mini skirt she was wearing; it accented her body so well that it did not leave much to the imagination; this woman was 30 yrs. old, 120 lbs. and had the body of a runway model; if I had to guess I would say about a C in the chest...not to mention how beautiful she was; 5'9'' brunette with natural red highlights that were accentuated even by the poor dim office lighting.

We reached our destination and I began to make my meal while she slowly poured herself a cup of coffee. We talked a bit more about office politics and he said she said bullshit gossip but then things got silent. She sat drinking her coffee while I ate my lunch; I wondered at first why didn't take it to go but given the fact that it was just the two of us there I didn't complain; even if she was silent she was still beautiful.

I finished my meal in record time so I still had almost the full extent of my break now to kill time. I made myself a coffee and sat back down with Sara; she still sat silent until finally she looks directly at me and says ''Can I ask you a question?'' ''Why have you not tried anything with me?''

I didn't know what to say, my heart was racing, my palms sweaty...I mean...here is the girl I thought I stood no chance with and had settled for friendship asking ME why I haven't tried anything. The only answer I could come up with was...'' I thought you just wanted to be friends?"

''I do....but why can't we add more to that?''

Wow! There it was; the first move; guess I always thought I was going to be the one if anything. So what now; I sat in silence for a minute and though about how I should handle this. I batted around a couple ideas but everything seemed too romantic and cheesy. Finally I though...fuck it...if I wait I am going to miss this train completely.

I quickly leaned over the table, grabbed hold of Sara and kissed her ...our tongues raced around in each other's mouths like it was the first time; so much passion...so much excitement. She stopped for a minute and walked over to the door...''Guess we should lock this''

She walked toward me and stopped just inches away and whispers; '' I have been waiting for this for a long time.''

She slowly started unbuttoning my shirt almost as if she was using each button as a countdown to what will happen next. She slid my shirt off my shoulders as I released my belt...I was clearly ready for this. She took my hands and motioned them to breasts as she undid my zipper; my pants fell to the floor as I opened her shirt. Her bra was made of fine lace accentuating every curve of her supple breasts.

We started kissing again...this time more passionate than the first; I kissed her neck as she moaned softly unzipping her skirt. Her skirt fell to the floor giving way to the fact that she did not wear panties. I undid her bra and slipped it slowly off her shoulders revealing her perfectly round breasts...soft but firm with dark nipples that were fully erect by this point. I quickly removed my boxers leaving us both naked now.

I kissed her neck slowly working my way down to her shoulders covering every inch with my soft lips while caressed her skin with my hands. I made my way to her breasts; my tongue slowly circled her nipples gently as she moaned a little louder with every pass. She grabbed my hand and motioned it between her legs.

I caressed her inner thigh inching softly towards her cleanly shaven folds...slowly I began to massage her lips on either side teasing her slightly before I went up the middle; I could feel her getting wetter by the second as I rubbed her clit each time a little harder. She let out one load moan and grabbed my hand plunging two fingers into her. They slid in effortlessly due to her excitement.

She took hold of me stroking me vigorously with every plunge my fingers made moaning even louder by this point and arching her back as I could feel her juices flowing heavier down my hand as our bodies got closer.

She motioned me to the table where we were sitting and positioned herself as she bent over bracing her elbows down for what was to come next. I took a second to admire her beauty before I dropped to my knees to her surprise. I ran my tongue up the back of her thigh reaching her already moistened lips; slowly I began to lick her clit from behind...she moaned loudly telling me she had never had it done that way before. I plunged my tongue deep in her hole as she thrusted with every motion ever so slightly inching my way up...my tongue brushed slightly against her anus as she jumped in surprise...I could tell she was not used to this at all.

My tongue caressed the skin between her vagina and her anus sending her into a flurry of back arching as her juices flowed down her thigh. I knew now she was ready for me to take her.

I positioned myself behind her and ran my fingers down her back digging my nails in as I inched closer ; by this point I was fully erect and throbbing as I teased her by slowly rubbing against but not entering her warmth. She writhed in pleasure till she could not take it anymore; reaching back she grabbed my hips and quickly impaled herself onto me moaning with anticipation of climax.

I moved slowly in and out of her holding her hips and tightening my grip with every thrust as she rocked forward and back increasing speed with every motion; our bodies now in sync with each other like never before. I plunged deeper and harder increasing speed as she gripped the table trying not to scream as her passion increased. I really didn't know how long I could hold out at this pace feeling pressure building every second. She moaned louder as she inched closer and closer to climax pushing harder and harder against me. 

I could tell she was very close to orgasm as her heart raced faster and faster knowing it wouldn't be long for me either. Just as I thought she was about to give in she pushes me back and turns around. Rubbing her now sweaty body up against me as she got to her feet; her lips met mine again tongues entwined in frenzy as she pressed up against me. She looked me in the eyes as she whispered...'' it can't end till I repay the favour.''

Quickly she dropped to her knees and gripped me tightly. By this point I was harder than I had ever been saturated in her pungent aroma. She stroked me gently as she ran the tip along her soft lips teasing and bringing me one step closer to release. With a light thrust I pushed myself forward as she took me in gently running her lips up and down my shaft eagerly tasting her own juices. Her pace quickened as I let out a breath of pleasure; excitement growing as she stared up at me. She stopped and looked up..''Not yet.'' She said as she got to her feet and lay back on the table; her firm supple breasts barely moving as she spread her legs wide and inviting. 

I did not waste any time pushing hard inside her faster and harder than before knowing her need to reach orgasm had peaked. Her breasts bounced with every thrust as I pushed deeper and deeper; as her juices trickled down making a warm pool on the table below...finally with one hard motion I felt her tighten up; contracting over and over as she screamed in pleasure. The excitement of watching her climax was overwhelming causing me to quickly pull out. I stroked myself vigorously and let loose on her soft supple breasts. I kissed her softly one last time knowing this may never happen again.....

We cleaned up and got dressed; with a kiss goodbye we both went back to work and never spoke of it again.....until that night...

....but that's a whole other story.



Office Fun



I had an erotic dream last night, much like other nights over the past two and a half years since we started working together. In the past month our flirting and teasing had escalated. 

After waking from my dream I decided to write you an email to send you the next day. I wrote several naughty things I wanted to do to you and with you in great detail. When I got to work I was still hot and bothered from the dream I'd had. I decided it was time to live out at least one of my fantasies so I hit 'SEND' on the email id written. Then I walked upstairs to your cubicle. Luckily for me no one was in your area, including you. In accordance with one of the many things I'd written I took the opportunity to lower your chair a bit and then hide under your desk. Moments later you returned to your desk. You sat down into your lowered chair and chuckled, knowing it was me that messed with your chair but you didn't fix the position, much to my pleasure. 

You moved the mouse to wake up your computer. Right away you noticed a new message waiting for you. Not surprised it was from me, you began reading, however the content was a surprise. I'd teased you before but you'd never read anything like what I'd written in that email. Your eyes were glued to the computer screen. Knowing where in the email I'd placed the fantasy I was prepared to fulfill, I knew it wouldn't be long before I got to have my fun. 

As you read your hand went to your crotch and you began slowly rubbing yourself. Just as I'd hoped, I started to see an ever increasing bulge form in your pants from my position under your desk. The sight made me tingle with anticipation and made my pussy increasingly wet. I waited another couple of minutes before I was ready to fulfill my fantasy. 

You read, "Many of my fantasies of you have been here at work. Allow me to tell you a few. One is of me hiding under your desk while you are away. When you get back, you sit down and slide your legs under your desk. You begin to work on your computer as I work up the courage to begin my seduction. I slide hands up your legs. At first you are startled and try to jerk away but I hold your legs firmly so you can't move. Then I 'shhh' you so you don't draw attention to yourself. I continue to slide my hands up your legs, onto your thighs. As my hands move a bulge begins to form in your pants which only eggs me on to continue upward. I finally reach my goal and began rubbing the bulge in your pants amazed as it continues to grow. I undo your belt and button, then work your zipper down. Your bulge is straining to be freed from your boxers. I reach into your boxers..."

Just as you're reading those words you feel hands start to slide up your legs. 

You freeze.

My hands continue up your legs, onto your thighs. I move your hand from your crotch and watch as your bulge grows which only eggs me on. I begin to rub you through your jeans, feeling the heat through the fabric. I work your belt open, undo your button and slide the zipper down. I rub you through your boxers, feeling your bulge straining to be released. I work my hands into your boxers finally taking hold of your searing hot cock. Finally freeing it from its confined state. 

You are doing all you can to not draw attention to yourself and pretend you're working. 

I continue to stroke you while feeling my pussy juices start leaking out. Due to lowering your chair earlier I'm able to get onto my knees and bring my head up so that you can feel my warm breath on your shaft to which you shiver with anticipation. I slide my tongue out of my mouth and timidly touch the bottom of your shaft and slide it all the way up. When I reach the tip I taste the little bead of precum that had formed. Again you shiver this time with excitement. 'Mmmm' you taste so good. I can't help myself, with both hands on your thighs, I take all of your into my mouth and start sucking on you. Trying to control myself I bring you back out of my mouth. I use one hand to steady myself by gripping your thigh and the other hand I place gently on your sac and begin massaging your balls while at the same time licking your shaft from bottom to top, over and over, placing tiny kisses upon the tip each time I reach it. 

Your breathing becomes shallow and erratic, though you try to keep your outward appearance calm so no one around you suspects anything, while inside you are going crazy. You can't believe this is actually happening. Part of you thinks you should put a stop to it but the majority is enjoying it too much to care about anything except the pleasure I'm giving you. 

I continue my onslaught on your amazing cock. Softly stroking your sac with my hand and now taking your shaft into my mouth. I slowly take you in further and further until you hit the back of my throat, making me gag slightly. I take you back out and take all of you into me again, this time quicker. In and out quicker and quicker. Alternating between sucking softly and harder then softly again. I pull my hand from your sac when I feel it tightening, knowing the pressure is building. I place my hand at the base of your shaft. Stroking your shaft with my hand while sucking and licking it with my mouth and tongue. 

Your legs start to shake and your hands grip the desk as your orgasm builds. You buck your hips up as my mouth comes down, fucking my face. We both keep going, trying not to make too much noise but not really caring either. 

With one last thrust of you hips, you grit your teeth and hold your breath as you fill my mouth with your delicious cum. I hold you steady by your thighs, keeping you secure in my mouth as I swallow and continue to suck you dry as each pulse of your cock squirts stream after stream of cum. I finally finish swallowing every last drop of sweet cum you give me, making sure not to waste even the tiniest bit. I keep you in my mouth until you soften, then slowly withdrawal. 

You breathing starts to go back to normal as I put your soft cock back into your boxers and refasten your pants and belt. I wait for you to signal my the all clear and come out from under your desk. I stand up, wipe my mouth, lean down to kiss you on the cheek and turn to leave. Just as I'm about to walk out the door I turn around, flash you a huge smile and say, "Thanks!", then disappear, leaving you speechless.



Office Fun



My first year out of college I went to work for a large accounting form. On my first day there, I met another girl right out of college- Shannon. Boy, was she ever a little hottie. Don't let anyone ever tell you there aren't hot chicks in the accounting profession. She was 5'2", 110 lbs, tan, short brown hair, tone body, tight ass and small tits. She'd later tell me that they were 32B, but if they were, then they barely were. I'd be more likely to place them in an A cup. Not that it really matters. I mean, I'm a tit guy, but that doesn't mean they have to be huge. As long as they look good on a girl, I'm happy; and Shannon's tits looked good on her.

We hit it off right from the beginning and started spending a lot of time together. We worked together, then we went out for drinks together. Nothing really happened except some heavy flirting. The most wild we got was one night of heavy drinking where we chatted about our favorite sexual positions and the erotic nature of cum. That all changed one Friday night when the two of us had to do some late research. It was about 8 p.m. and the only other person in the building was a partner who never left his office. The two of us were standing in the office library in front of a shelf of books, looking for some tax rules. I had khakis and a polo on and she had a low-cut blouse with a loose, short, black cotton skirt and no nylons. The two of us had taken off our shoes long before, after being in the library for quite some time. 

We were chatting about random things, not getting into anything serious until Shannon "accidentally" knocked a book to the ground to her right. She bent over to pick it up and stuck her ass straight in the air at me. My eyes instantly became glued to her sweet bottom and didn't even notice that she had turned her head around to look at me.

"Like what you see?" she asked, knowing I damn well did.

I blushed. "Yes I do. You've got a nice ass."

"Why thanks," she smiled. "Like to see a bit more?"

"Yes, please," I breathed.

Her hand reached back and began to pull up her skirt. As more of her wonderful flesh became exposes, I could feel the rumblings between my legs. Finally, she just threw the back of the skirt up to her back, exposing her ass, covered only by red silk panties.

"Now that's a heavenly sight."

"Thank you. You know...we have time for a break..."

Just by looking at her, I knew what she meant. I wasted no time undoing my pants and ripping them and my boxers off, letting my swollen cock out. I stepped out of them as I moved closer to Shannon. I grabbed the top of her panties and pulled them off, exposing the soft crevasse of her ass. She stepped out of the panties, then backed her ass into my crotch. By this point, she wasn't even looking at me. I grabbed my cock and rubbed it between her soft ass cheeks, then bent and slipped it under her. I rubbed the head against her clit and got some muffles moans from her. I slapped her clit with my cock a couple of times and got some louder moans.

I finally ran my cock through her wet pussy lips and popped it into her hole with ease. It was warm, wet and tight. My entire cock glided into her without any trouble. I watched as her hands went to her chest and she grabbed her small tits through the cloth of the blouse. My hands went to her ass and I rubbed the cheeks greedily as I slowly pumped my cock in and out of her. We continued the slow fucking for some time, both of us enjoying the flesh in our hands and neither of us saying a thing. I enjoyed fucking every inch of her pussy slowly, but I wanted her hard. My hands moved from her ass to her hips where I held on tight. I began to fuck her with long, hard strokes, making her body shake. I felt like a porn star as I jammed into her hard and fast. My ass muscles clenched with every piston thrust and her ass jiggled a bit each time her pussy accepted my cock. We continued to stay silent as the fucking turned harder and our breaths became louder. Finally, Shannon broke the silence by screaming.

"Cum all over my white ass!"

Her command drove my hormones and I turned it up as much as I could. When I knew I was near, I popped my cock out of her and jerked it until I shot a load of cum all over her ass. I covered as much of it as I could with my cum and I loved watching each long stream splatter. I wiped my cock on the back of her leg, then pulled my pants on. Shannon stood, turned around and slipped her panties on, covering the cum with bothering to wipe it off. She walked over to me and we exchanged a short kiss.

"Thanks babe. Now let's clean this stuff up and go back to my place," she said with a smile.

We put back all the stuff we were using and went to our cars. I followed her home, which was a nice small apartment in a decent neighborhood. She let me and told me to follow her. After closing the door, she led me through the living room to the doorway that lead to her bedroom.

"Why don't you go on in and sit on the bed. Make yourself comfortable."

I went to walk through the doorway, when her hand came out and pushed me back.

"Oh, what was I thinking. I can't let you go in there like that. You've got to be nude if you want to get into my bedroom."

"Anything you say." I quickly undressed and left my clothes in a pile by the door. Shannon looked me up and down, then grabbed my semi-hard cock.

"So that's what it looks like." She gave it a few short strokes, bringing some more life into it. "I knew it felt good inside me, but I didn't know it looked this good too. Now I think I can let you into my room."

Shannon let go of my cock and I walked into the room. I took a seat on the edge of her bed and looked at her, wondering what pleasures she would bestow upon me. She walked over to me without saying anything, then began to unbutton her blouse. I watched intently as she worked it all the way open. She teased me a bit with a smile, then let the blouse fall off her shoulders, revealing her small breasts covered in a white, lacy bra. Her hands went to the cups of the bra and she massaged her breasts. She tweaked and pulled her nipples through the fabric and occasionally pushed her tits together, almost as to prove that she too could create cleavage. She dropped her hands from her breasts and turned around, slowly removing her skirt so that I again saw her panty covered ass. Except this time, you could still see the occasional wet spot where my cum had soaked through them. After her skirt was off, she turned to face me again and removed her bra. Her tits had the slightest hint of a tan line, as if she mingled topless sunbathing with the more conventional type. Shannon played with her tits again for my enjoyment and by this point I was slowly stroking myself. She smiled when my hand first went to my cock and blew me a big kiss. Again she turned to face away from me and wiggled her ass at me. I reached out and gave her a big slap on one cheek as I continued to stroke my cock. As if it were a signal, Shannon then peeled the sticky, cum covered panties off her ass. I watched as the cum formed gooey lines between her soft skin and the panties. She finally pulled them all the way off, and stepped out of them, letting me look at the cum still drying on her cheeks. She flashed a smile over her shoulder, then walked around me, keeping her ass to me, then jumped on the bed face down. She lay flat against the bed, with her legs spread slightly and her ass showing. She turned and looked at me over one of her shoulders.

"I think you know what to do now," she said with a smile. "Just be carefully where you stick it, some things are tighter than others."

By now I was quite hard and ready to get into her again. I crawled over the bed until I was on top of her and ran my hands all over her body. She turned her head to the side and sighed as I massaged her back and shoulders. I then positioned myself over her and worked my cock into her slick pussy. I let my weight down on her gently as I kissed her neck and shoulders, while working my hips a bit to get my cock soaked with her juices. When I was good and lubed, I pulled out and slid down the bed until my face was right in front of her ass. I spread her cheeks with my hands, feeling the cooling cum, and flicked my tongue over her pussy to get a taste. I would save more for later because right now I was interested in her ass. I spread her cheeks wider and began to tongue her tiny asshole, soaking it with my saliva. I worked my tongue about a half an inch into her hole and by then she was nice and wet. I got up again, slipped my cock into her pussy for one more thrust, then positioned the head against her ass. I felt and watched her cheeks clench as I slowly opened her hole and slid my head into it. Once I got the head it, I sat there for a minute and let her squeeze it with her ass. Again, neither of us was saying anything, just enjoying the fun of sex. When I thought she was ready for more, I pushed the rest of my cock in very slowly, until I was up to my balls in her ass. I braced myself with her arms and began moving my hips, trying to get a rhythm going. Her ass was very tight and it took a few minutes before it truly felt comfortable wrapped around my cock. Her breathing became short and hard as I sped up my thrusts. Her body took me each time I thrusted into her and she gave a small jump each time my balls slapped against her.

Once I had found my groove I sped up my thrusts and enjoyed the feeling as I made her ass my personal pleasure hole. Before long I was grunting and moaning, sweat breaking out across my body and she took it like a good girl, pinned against the bed. I could feel the cum building in my balls as they whapped against her and I needed to decide soon on where I wanted to dump my load. Being the good girl that she was, though, Shannon solved my dilemma before I could put much thought into it.

"Cum in my ass!" She yelled, surely loud enough to alert the neighbors to our fun. "Fill my ass up with your seed! Yeah! Yeah! Give me that cum, you cock! Give it to me!"

Now her body was really getting into it. She was jerking around, trying to move with my thrusts. She moaned and grunted along with me and she kept reaching back and slapping her ass. I kept pounding away, even as I felt my cock twitch and explode, sending a river of cum into her behind. I kept going until I felt her ass squeeze the last drops out of me, then I pulled out with a sloppy pop. I looked down and smiled as I saw a little string of cum seep out of her ass. I rubbed my soaked cock on her ass until I was nice and clean, then laid down beside her. She lay on her stomach for another moment, then rolled over onto her back and scooted next to me. 

It was then that I noticed she had a shaved pussy. I hadn't really had a chance to see the front half of her groin yet, and I hadn't noticed it when I had fucked her from behind earlier in the evening. Looking at her now, with her short hair, tiny tits and bald lips, I would have believed that she was still in high school. She watched my eyes run over her and she knew exactly what I was thinking.

"Yeah, I haven't changed much since I was 16. At times I let my pubes grow in. At one point I even had an amazingly hair pussy. But, I usually keep it nice and clean. I love the way it feels. And I love the guys’ expressions when they get a look at me. I should really get into modeling because I know I could pass for one of those young girls old men always dream about."

"Yes," I said, still admiring her. "You definitely look very hot like that."

"I'm the girl of all those guys' dreams," she said, getting up from her position and straddling my body. Her mouth went to one of my nipples and she sucked on it while she continued. "I'm a dirty little girl. I'm that little high school girl who knows how to suck a cock and spread my pussy."

As if to prove it, she slid her mouth down and kissed the tip of my cock. She then slid down to the end of the bed and knelt on the floor. She grabbed my legs and pulled me until I was sitting on the edge of the bed again, with my crotch in her face.

"I love when guys work all my holes. I love when they treat me like the dirty little girl that I am."

Her hand pushed my cock up and I watched as her head dipped under my balls and she gave my asshole a little lick. She came up for air, then took on of my nuts in her mouth. Shannon sucked on one, then the other, then tried to cram them both into her face. Eventually, she let them drop from her mouth into one of her hands where she rolled them and squeezed them. She stuck her tongue out and licked my cock up and down, covering it with her saliva.

"You could cum all over me, and I'll just smile and ask for more."

Shannon finally quieted when she slipped her lips over my cock and took most of me into her mouth. Instinctively, I reached for her head and grabbed hold, guiding her mouth onto my cock. Her other hand grabbed what of my cock it could and she began to work both it and her mouth up and down. She worked slowly at first, and my hands just held her head still. As she did, she continually looked up at me and I knew that it wouldn't take much before I was giving that pretty face a nice warm cumbath. As she sped up, I began to moan and pant. My hands slipped behind her head and every time she went down, I pushed on her head and pushed my hips up, trying to get more of my cock into her mouth. At times I thought I was choking her for sure, but she never said anything. She just kept looking at me and sucking. As her blowjob continued the sounds from her lips running over my cock became more wet and sloppy. Before I even realized it, I had a firm hold on her head and was thrusting my hips, fucking her face furiously. She didn't seem to mind at all. She just kept rubbing my nuts, jerking my cock and tonguing my head. 

I knew I was going to cum, but I didn't want her to swallow. I pushed her head off my cock and my hand went immediately back to my cock. She brought her head in close to my crotch and continued to massage my nuts at she looked up at me and puckered her lips. I smacked the head of my cock against her sweet lips, then with a loud grunt, I shot my first string up cum straight over her nose, between her eyebrows and just into her hair. I shot the rest of my cum over one cheek, her lips, chin and nose, trying to keep it out of her eyes. When I was done, I rubbed the tip of my cock on her clean cheek to get off the last of the cum. I let my cock drop and ran my hands through her hair while I looked at my prize. She looked like a porn star with that one, long stream of cum splitting her face in two.

"I bet you'd like to see my face that way a lot more often," she said. By now she had let go of my nuts and was running her hands over my legs. Before I could answer, she got up and went into the attached bathroom. I watched her as she looked in the mirror.

"My, that is beautiful. It's almost artistic the way you manipulated your cum onto my face."

She walked back into the room and went to her dresser, where she grabbed what looked like a Polaroid camera.

"Would you like a pic of it? Not that you'll forget what I looked like covered in cum. I'm sure you'll be seeing it a lot now. But maybe you'd just like a pic of your piece of work."

"Yeah, that'd be cool. Do you do this for all the guys who cum on you?"

"Most of them. I lot of them never came on me either. They all wanted me to swallow. Not that I mind, I love the taste of cum. It's just that I enjoy it even better when the guy thinks of me as his own personal canvas."

So, she bent down in front of me and I took a pic. I place the camera and picture away and the two of us crawled into the living room where we watched TV. I ended up spending the night there, fucking some more, and she never washed off any of the cum until her shower the next day. From there on out, we had a pretty heavy sexual relationship. And I thought that things were pretty normal until a couple months later when I went into my boss' office. But that's another story.



Office Fun



My wife Crystal and I went back to my office after lunch. We greeted my co-workers as we made our way to an unoccupied room in the basement. Once there, I pulled her to me and we immediately began to kiss passionately. Our hands roamed over each other's bodies while our tongues flitted together.

"Now it's time for dessert," Crystal breathed in that tone that immediately gets my cock hard.

I sighed with delight as my sexy wife dropped to her knees before me and unzipped my fly. She smiled up at me seductively as she freed my growing member from my boxer shorts and fed it to her mouth.

Within a few seconds of being inside Crystal's warm, wet mouth, my cock was fully erect, swollen and throbbing between her lovely ovalled lips. I groaned again as she leaned forward and impaled her face on my engorged shaft.

"Mmmm," she cooed as her lips slid down the length of my turgid pole until her nose rested in my pubes. She locked her lips around the swollen base of my cock and sucked lightly while her mouth and throat massaged my entire manhood.

I lit a cigarette and smoked it leisurely while I pumped my inflated meat between her lips. Wet slurping sounds emanated from the room as my wife's head bobbed up and down my pulsing organ. Crystal gives great head, and I was content to stand there smoking while her talented mouth rode up and down my aching tool.

This room was a favorite of ours. It's a secluded place at work used to store files, and allows us to enjoy our kinky sexual appetites. And the rest of the day goes by pretty quickly after one of my wife's fabulous blowjobs.

As I admired Crystal's lovely face stuffed with my engorged meat, I was again thankful to have such a sex kitten for a wife. She was always eager to please me and fully explore our wanton passions.

Not only does Crystal have an erotic mind, she has the body to match. Her sandy blonde hair frames her beautiful face, occasionally falling lazily over her big green eyes. She has a small, slender body with a lovely round ass. And her firm, swelling 34-D breasts sit magnificently on her petite frame.

"God, you look so beautiful," I sighed. I love the sight of my cock sliding between her lips, and Crystal knows that. Her eyes twinkled up at me as she brushed the hair from her face and continued to love my throbbing cock with her mouth and throat.

With my free hand I undid Crystal's blouse and pulled out her round, full breasts. I tweaked her hard nipples and rubbed her firm flesh, eliciting a moan from her while she wetly sucked my cock.

Up and down my bloated shaft Crystal's mouth rode, her lips gripping my hard flesh while her cheeks hollowed with suction. She could tell from the way I groaned and humped her face that I was getting close to cumming.

"Do you want to cum in my mouth?" she asked as she released my pulsing tool and pumped it with her fist.

"What do you think?" I grinned. My cock slid easily through her fingers on a slick coating of saliva and pre-cum, and if she didn't take me back in her mouth soon I would have hosed down her face right there.

But Crystal knew how I like to cum. She smiled up at me again, then lowered her mouth back to my straining organ. She tugged playfully on my cum-filled testicles as she took me down her throat and sucked on my entire cock.

"That's great, hon. My sweet little cocksucker. Yes, you'll soon be drinking my cum," I panted as I thrust my throbbing meat between her suckling lips.

"Mmmm," Crystal moaned as I fucked her face. Dirty talk excites both of us, driving us both to more passion. 

Crystal's a trooper when it comes to drinking semen. She doesn't skip a beat when I cum; she keeps sucking and swallowing, not missing a drop of my creamy sperm, until there's nothing else for me to spew. And I was going to feed her a healthy load, too. 

I felt that familiar tingling in my balls and shoved my cock further down Crystal's throat. She moaned as she awaited my hot cum, her lips spread wide around the root of my shaft. 

But just as I was about to coat my wife's tonsils with my sperm, we heard a noise behind us.

"Oh, my God," gasped Marie.

I spun around and found the young intern staring at us. My cock popped from Crystal's mouth and smacked against her face. She tried to cover her exposed tits and put my erection away, but it was too late. We were caught in the act.

"I'm sorry. I was just looking for an old file. I didn't know you would be in here. Doing this …" Marie whispered.

Both Crystal and I were shocked and embarrassed, but I couldn't help but notice the young girl's stare. Her eyes were transfixed on my swollen cock as it jutted before my wife's flushed face.

Crystal apparently noticed this as well, as she smiled at Marie and cooed, "It's OK. Would you like to join me?"

My cock jumped at hearing this. I was not expecting my wife to invite another woman to join in on our lusty play, and I certainly didn't think this sweet young girl would want to. But Marie licked her lips hotly and continued to gaze at my bloated meat.


"I don't know. I've never done anything like that before," she stammered.

Crystal playfully pumped my swollen erection with her hand and grinned, "Come kneel beside me and watch. And when you're ready, you can try it. I think you'll like it."

As if in a trance, Marie walked over and knelt in front of me. She stared lustfully as Crystal took me back in her mouth and resumed sucking my cock. 

"I can't believe you can swallow the whole thing," Marie murmured.

Crystal released my straining tool and grinned, "It takes practice, but it feels neat to have his whole cock throb down my throat. Do you want to suck on it now?"

Marie gazed at my bloated meat and silently nodded her head. My wife smiled again and guided my turgid pole toward the eager young girl.

I shuddered as Marie gave my pulsing shaft a tentative lick. She seemed to enjoy my offering, as her silky tongue was soon lapping all over my hard shaft. Crystal grinned happily up at me as she watched the sweet young girl lick my engorged cock.

"Oh, my. This is fun," Marie giggled as she admired my hard prong. She then closed her eyes and slid her full lips down my throbbing shaft. She stopped when she had about half of my shaft in her mouth, then began to bob her lovely brunette head up and down, sucking and licking all the way.

"Good girl. Suck that cock, Marie. Make Sean feel good with your mouth. You do like it, don't you?" Crystal breathed hotly, her face just inches from Marie's cock-stuffed mouth.

"Mmmm," Marie moaned around my shaft. She began to suck harder and bob faster on my solid member, obviously now very much into giving head.

Crystal reached between Marie's legs and lifted up the girl's skirt. Without a protest from the horny girl, she slid her hand beneath her panties and began to toy with Marie's crotch.

"Oh, it does turn you on," Crystal cooed as her fingers stroked the little vixen's pussy. "You're so wet."

Marie moaned again as my wife began to finger her slick cunt. Crystal's fingers sloshed in and out of the young girl's aroused pussy while my cock throbbed urgently in her suckling mouth.

"How is she, Sean?" Crystal grinned up at me as she tugged down my boxer shorts and began to lap at my heavy balls.

"Oh, she's doing just fine," I groaned. Marie moaned again in response to our discussion, now happily slurping away on my hard prong.

I knew I wouldn't be able to last long with these two sexy women working me over. Just the sight of sweet little Marie's full lips wrapped around my bulging shaft and Crystal's lovely face pressed to my sack was almost enough to get me off. But I wanted this to last as long as possible.

My wife's tongue began to lap up my veiny pole, dabbing at my hot flesh, until she reached Marie's cock-stuffed face. She lightly kissed the girl's flushed cheeks while her fist pumped the root of my shaft, feeding my hard meat to the young girl. 

Marie raised her mouth off of my member and smiled dreamily at Crystal. The two sexy girls then began to wetly lick around my engorged fuck knob, their satin tongues occasionally flitting together.

Soon the two women were making out around my towering member. Their lips pressed together on each side of my bloated shaft while their tongues roamed over my throbbing cock and into each other's mouths. Their passion for each other only added to my own.


I finished my cigarette, tossed the butt to the floor, then stood contentedly above the two hot girls while they shared my cock. They passed my pulsating shaft back and forth, taking turns sucking on it. 

While my cock was in one hot, slurping mouth, the other girl would lick whatever meat wasn't already engulfed. And their tongues continued to play with each other while they explored my aching manhood.

After awhile of sucking my cock with her sexy new playmate, Crystal looked up at me with a twinkle in her eye and purred, "I think it's time for you to feed us."

With that, my wife took my bulging manhood back down her throat and began to bob and suck in earnest. Marie's delicate tongue lapped at my cum-filled testicles as she eagerly watched my wife suck my entire cock.

"God, here it comes," I gasped as I pumped my swollen pole between Crystal's suckling lips. "I hope you're hungry."

"Mmmm," Crystal moaned as my cock ballooned in her mouth and erupted. She continued to suck on my flexing tool as she gulped down the torrents of my sperm.

Halfway through my orgasm, my wife pulled her mouth off of my discharging organ and murmured hotly, "Here, Marie. Taste him."

A thick stream of my cum arced from my wildly-ejaculating cock and splattered against Marie's face.

"Oh!" she chirped, then clamped her lips around my throbbing shaft. After a moments hesitation, she began to bob her lovely little head up and down my twitching staff while she drank down the flood of my cum.

"Mmmmph!" gurgled the horny young girl as she continued to suck on my pulsating shaft and hungrily swallow the copious flow of cum that filled her mouth. 

After I pumped my last shot of semen down her gullet, Marie gave my softening meat a loving suck, then released me.

"That was neat," she giggled as she wiped a strand of my cum from her cheek and licked it from her fingers.

"I'm glad you liked it," Crystal beamed back. "Did sucking Sean's cock turn you on?"

Marie nodded sheepishly, her eyes wide with desire. I could see rivulets of her girl cum dribbling down her slender thighs, and I knew a sexual dam had broken in this sweet young woman.

Crystal smiled seductively and cooed, "Well, let me take care of that. Just lie back and enjoy."

Now under my wife's spell, Marie allowed herself to be guided onto a folding table in the corner of the room. With only a trace of hesitation, she arched her hips and helped Crystal pull down her soaked panties.

"Such a beautiful little pussy," Crystal murmured as she lifted Marie's skirt, exposing the girl's furry little mound.

Marie sighed with delight as my wife dipped her head between her spread legs and began to explore her silken folds with her tongue. I moved to the side of the couch so I could get a better view of the hot lesbian action. And I was not disappointed.

Crystal had told me she had a brief lesbian affair in college, and that she was interested in exploring that side of herself again. And as I watched her tongue slice eagerly through the young girl's puffy pussy lips, I realized she was delighted to taste this sweet young girl.

Marie was equally excited. Her lithe body trembled on the couch while she humped her frothing crotch against Crystal's face.

"Oh! I never knew it could feel so good to get licked! I don't care if it's by another girl, I love it!" Marie rasped as her slender hips undulated around my wife's probing tongue.

Crystal moaned softly into the young girl's dripping slit and flicked her tongue along her engorged clit. Marie jumped beneath her as her inexperienced cunt responded to my wife's diligent tongue-work. 

Crystal wrapped her arms around the panting vixen's slender hips in an effort to keep her succulent young pussy still, then slithered her tongue deep inside her clasping fuck-hole.

My cock began to gradually revive as I watched Marie's little body writhe in ecstasy on the table while Crystal's tongue slid in and out of her slick cunt. I pumped my erection lazily, enjoying the erotic sight of my sexy wife licking the hot girl's dripping pussy.

Crystal centered back on Marie's clit, swirling her tongue around the spiking bud, then slowly slid her middle finger into her wet cunt. She pumped her finger in and out of the girl's clasping tunnel while her tongue foraged in her slick folds.

"God, Marie," Crystal whispered thickly. "You're so tight. Have you ever had sex before?"

Marie peered down at her lesbian lover and replied, "Only once. But I didn't really like it."

My kinky wife gave me yet another pleasant surprise when she responded, "That's too bad. Would you like Sean to fuck you? I'm sure you'll like it with him."

Marie's big brown eyes looked over at me, then at my hard, protruding cock. "Yes," she whimpered softly. "I would like him to … to fuck me."

"How about it, Sean? Do you want to fuck her?" Crystal grinned as she spread the young girl's glistening slit open for my gaze.

I could only nod my head.

"OK then," Crystal smiled sweetly, her beautiful face glazed with Marie's juices. "I'll make sure Sean goes easy on you, Marie."

With that, my wife guided Marie onto her back on the table and spread her legs. She reached up and gripped my raging erection and pulled it to her mouth. She engulfed my swollen manhood and sucked my cock wetly, bathing my hard shaft with saliva to make sure I could penetrate little Marie's tight little hole as easily as possible.

Marie lustfully watched Crystal lick and suck my bloated meat, her eyes wide with passion and anticipation. She sighed softly when my wife released my throbbing tool, knowing it was now time to get fucked. 

Crystal spread Marie's coltish legs and positioned me between her thighs. She pressed the engorged knob of my cock to the panting girl's slick, puffy cuntslit. She then left the rest to me.

I had to fight back the urge to ram my swollen pole up Marie's tight hole as I felt her tender pussy lips stretch around my prodding member. She was tight, making my journey inside her snug tunnel slow but exquisite.

"Ohhhh," Marie moaned with rapture as I gradually impaled her tight cunt with my hard staff. 

Her firm little ass wriggled on the table while my throbbing cock sank inch by inch inside her clutching pussy. A smile of pure rapture crossed her lovely face when my balls finally rested against her splayed cunt slit. She was now fully skewered on my engorged cock, and obviously loved it.

I slowly withdrew from Marie's clutching depths, drawing a moan from the young girl as my cock pulled on her tight cavern. I thrust back in gently, not wanting to hurt her. Marie grunted and humped back against me with each stroke, and I knew this hot little vixen was ready to get fucked.

I gripped my hands around Marie's tiny waist and began to pound my solid member hard and deep into her convulsing little cunt. She squirmed and moaned deliriously, urging me to fuck her tight young hole even more brutally.

So I gave my young lover what she wanted, and what I wanted as well. I slammed my throbbing cock into the writhing young girl as far as it could go, then pulled back and began to rut into her mercilessly.

"Ohhhh, ohhhh, God," Marie whimpered as my engorged shaft pumped in and out of her wet, clasping cunt.

"That looks so hot," Crystal murmured as she watched my bloated meat slosh in and out of the young girl's splayed pussy. "Your cock looks so huge inside her tiny little cunt. I wish I could see it like this while you fuck me."

My wife ducked her head in for a closer view, then drew another gasp from Marie as her tongue began to lap at the girl's spiking clit.

"Ewwww! I'm gonna cum! Ohhhh, lick me! Fuck me!" Marie squealed in rapture as we assaulted her eager young cunt.

Fearing the girl was making too much noise, or perhaps due to her own horniness, Crystal swiveled around on top of Marie's trembling little body. She hiked up her skirt and lowered her own sopping cunt to the girl's mouth while she continued to lick her seething pussy.

Crystal moaned hotly as her tongue foraged in Marie's stretched folds. Our young lover had wasted no time in slurping on my wife's hot cunt. Muffled moans of delight came from between Crystal's frothing gash as the little vixen impaled her convulsing quim on my pulsating cock.

This was indeed a dream cum true for me. I thanked my lucky stars as I gazed down at two sexy women licking each other with reckless abandon, one of them my hot wife and the other the seemingly innocent young intern. I watched them writhe and moan together as my engorged pole slid in and out of Marie's splayed cunt hole. 

My cock throbbed urgently inside Marie's tight, wet sheath, and I knew my orgasm was fast approaching. The two sexy women moaned and humped their seething crotches frantically, letting me know that they were close as well.

"God, yes, you sweet little thing. Lick my cunt. Ohhhh, you're gonna make me cum," Crystal panted as she ground her slit against Marie's mouth.

"Mmmm!" Marie murmured from between my wife's slender thighs. Her lithe body flailed beneath us and her exquisitely tight cunt began to wildly spasm around my bloated shaft.

I pumped my throbbing organ harder and deeper into the convulsing young girl, fucking her through her orgasm. Her pussy walls clamped down on my engorged manhood while I rutted into her, drawing me over the edge.

"My turn, gonna blow," I moaned as my swollen meat began to twitch deep inside Marie's contracting cunt sheath.

"Don't cum inside her, Sean. We don't want her to get pregnant," Crystal warned. She then reached between Marie's coltish legs and wrenched my wobbling tool from the girl's spasming fuck pit.

I moaned with lust as Crystal then impaled her face on my pulsating tool. As soon as my heavy balls rested against her chin I was pumping load after load of cum straight down her gullet.

"Mmmmph!" my wife gurgled as she gulped down the torrents of my sperm, her throat massaging the full length of my ballooning shaft.

Though I had already cum once, I fed Crystal a healthy load. Again and again my cock flexed and spewed streams of jism into her stomach. Crystal moaned hotly while she continued to suck on my discharging pole and drink down the copious spurts of semen.

I ground my crotch against Crystal's cock-stuffed face, then slumped back after I fired one last wad of sperm down her throat. She licked the combination of guy and girl cum from my softening member, then smiled up at me sexily.

"You really are something else," I grinned as I watched Crystal clean the love juices from my cock with her tongue.

She smiled at me again, then began to tenderly lick Marie's seeping cunt. The young girl sighed with delight as my wife's tongue swirled all around her well-fucked pussy.

"God, that was great," Marie cooed, her face flush from her orgasm. "I want to do this again, and a lot more often."

Crystal toyed with the girl's damp mound and winked at me, "Sure thing, but only so long as I'm here for it."

Now I liked the sound of that.



Office Fun



My eyes were fixed on the glass as I slowly slid my finger into my mouth and sucked it. I was almost hypnotized, I had waited, wanted this for so long, too long. My mind had played out the scenario time after time, now that it was about to happen would it live up to my wild thoughts?

I slid my finger from my lips and closed my eyes as I slowly dragged the wet tip along the edge of the desk, its cold, hardness sending a shiver through my body, don't be late lover, please, I want this and I want it now.

I'd come ready, simple white blouse, black skirt, not fitted but a nice loose flowing one, stockings, 4 inch heels, black thong with matching bra. This was to be kept simple, no fluff or lace needed, this was about me and you and that one thing that I had wanted for so long. The door opened, my eyes stayed closed, I kept my back to you, I heard the door close, the lock did not click, I smiled.

You coughed to bring me round and I turned and blushed as if you could see my thoughts, we smiled said 'hello' then you sat and lent back in your chair, I sat on the edge of mine, my legs crossed, my skirt falling from my leg, I slid my hand along it and made sure it was up far enough so that you could see the top of my stocking. You shifted in your seat, I knew your cock had twitched, should I do a Sharon Stone? no this was going to be so much more than a quick show of my pussy tease.

We talked about nothing, just words, we knew each other well, we just passed the time of day, this meeting nothing more than a catch up with who was doing what and what needed to be done. Time passed, my pussy getting wetter and wetter at the thought of what I was about to do. Would you be shocked? would you leave? would you make my fantasy real, I giggled, this was not the time to giggle and you asked why. 

I stood up and walked slowly around the desk, my fingers skimming over the glass as you watched and slowly moved your chair back. Sitting, my arse resting just on the very edge of the desk, I looked down at you, you smiled, a glint flashing through your eyes as your eyes fixed onto my fingers as they flicked button after button open on my blouse. As I lent forward to kiss you your hands slid up over my thighs, stopping to rub to discover that I had stockings on, then up over my arse, gently digging your fingers into the soft flesh, pulling me towards you and kissing me hard.

I pulled back, you grabbed at my blouse and pulled it off my shoulders, fumbling, almost like a first date, until it was off and in a heap in on the floor. I lifted my skirt so that my bare arse was pressed onto the cold glass as I sat, I gasped as its coldness sent shivers through me once more. I lent slowly back, lifting my legs and placing my feet on either side of your chair, my heels catching your thighs, making you close your legs, how uncomfortable are you I thought, your rock hard cock wanting release, needing room yet crushed between your legs.

I pushed my hands down and lifted up so that I could move backwards, my skirt now ruffled up, showing you my thong, the tops of my stockings digging into my thighs. Then I lifted my legs up, making you duck as I swung them round and under myself until I was knelt on your desk. My tits still cradled in my bra as I lent forward, reached out and pulled you close, my nails digging into your chest through your shirt, hearing you suck in air through your teeth. I wanted to ask how much you wanted to grab my hands and throw me back and just fuck me, but this was my game, just this once, my turn to be in charge, and you were going to beg.

I kissed you, you kissed me, you were panting, our tongues pushing past each other, deep into our mouths, exploring, tasting, a long wet kiss until I pulled my lips from yours and letting my tongue slide up your face until I reached your ear then I whispered 'get under the desk '. 'Pardon ' you said very indignantly and I just whispered back 'you heard me right, do it, now'.

You stood, your hard cock pushing your trousers out right in front of my face, so I leant and kissed the outline of your cock, tiny little kisses up and down the shaft, knowing full well that my hot breath was making you feel uncomfortable, knowing you wanted to slide it into my mouth, bury it deep in my throat, make me gag on your cock, as you brought your hands up about to hold my face I moved back and just smiled at you.

You sank slowly down, I could see the inquisitive look on your face as you slid under the desk, shuffling about until you were on your back, hands under your head, a grin on your face as if to say oKay what next. I looked down, my heart thumping so hard as I slowly opened my legs wide, my skirt now down forming a curtain around them, you looking up, seeing my thong covered pussy. I blew you a kiss as I moved my right hand down the waistband of my skirt and slow began to tease my fingers up and down the inside of each of my thighs.

I looked down, seeing that twinkle in your eyes as you watched my fingers, your tongue flicking over your lips, but something was wrong, I could not see enough so pulling my hand up out of my skirt I reached behind, unzipped it, lifted it up over my head and flung it to one side, much better I thought to myself, now back to my game.

Left hand sliding down, fingers brushing over my thong, pushing against it feeling how wet I was, not wet enough yet. Then my right hand, both between my legs, opening them so wide, my thong stretched over my mound, the heels of my shoes pressing little dimples into my arse cheeks. Watching you watching me, the tip of your cock glinting through the glass covered in pre cum, your fingers teasing up and slowly down.

Hooking the fingers from my left hand under my thong I pulled it to one side, showing you my pussy, my lips still together hiding that sweet wet haven that you want to see, feel, taste, fuck, I giggled as your hand moved faster up and down your cock, cum lover, cum if you must but you will have to wait for mine, its not yours to have, yet. Pressing my index finger hard against my clit I began to move my hips from side to side, circling them, moving my finger matching the rhythm.

I added my thumb and began to rub around my clit, pinching it, squeezing it, almost wanking it, I smiled looking down at you as you said ' yes baby wank for me'. Felling my sweet little bug grow between my fingers, I relaxed even more, my legs getting wider, almost painful, my heels now digging into me, knowing my arse would be red from their marks, not caring. Then I slapped my clit, slapped it for you, I gasped each time my fingers made contact, stinging me, making it throb, over and over again, rub then slap, slap then rub, harder, harder harderrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Then I stopped.

Sighing, letting the tingle spread from my clit, through my pussy then down my legs up through my stomach, my tits, every part of my body, all at once. I stared down at you, you had cum, I had been so lost in the waves flooding through my body I had not noticed, was I too much for you? Your cum splattered onto the glass under me, I pressed my fingers onto the glass as I moved back, bending, my arse stuck in the air as I licked the glass, lapping at it like a cat with a bowl of cream yet tasting nothing. You shifted as if to get up and out and I growled at you, telling you to stay where you were, I was not finished yet. The look on your face, lover I wish I had a camera, you looked as though you hated me as you barked back what a bitch I was and how you would make me pay later, yes yes my love, in time, but this is my time now, I answered.

Moving back so that I was once again knelt up, legs splayed wide open, I flicked my shoes off, the heels having made my cheeks sore from the metal tips rubbing over my arse, you would kiss them better, I smiled to myself, as I slid my tongue over the heel of one shoe then dragged it down my chin. Gently I slid it down my body, if this had been another day I may have teased my nipples, drawn delicate circles around one then the other, but not today.

I gasped as I pressed the length of the heel against my pussy lips, it was so cold, the round back of the shoe pressed just so that it was against my tingling clit, unable to stand it pressing harder, the stinging still pulsing through my clit. I held the shoe tight as I sank lower, the length pushing between my lips, the heel crushing my clit, the tip resting just against my tight sweet arse hole. I wanted to drink in the look on your face, you look so happy baby, is this how a good little slut should act? I have no doubt you will tell me every thought as you fuck me deep and hard for making you suffer like this.

The heel slipped so easily between my wet lips, I held my lips open with my other hand so that you could see how wet I was, sliding it up and down, just as you do with your cock, teasing me, spreading my juices from my clit to my arse hole, each time stopping, pressing the tip harder against my arse. Over and over again, coating myself and the heel in my juices, then I stopped and kneeling once more, my elbows keeping me up, I sucked on that heel. You watched as I sucked it like your cock, pushing it into my open mouth, my tongue flicking over it, licking, sucking my juices from it until it was clean. You lent up and pressed your lips against the glass, I moved the heel over them, I know you could taste me, soon, my love soon.

Throwing the shoe across the room I plunged two fingers into my pussy, thrusting them deep and hard, then out, rubbing my juices along my slit, pressing one finger against my arse, more juice, pressing harder, then in, in, letting my finger slide deep into my arse, then out, into my cunt. Faster, another finger, two in my cunt, opening them up inside me so that you can look up, look into my cunt lover, see my juices, watch them drip from me. Reading your mind, slipping them out and pressing them against my arse, watching your face, seeing you holding your breath, your eyes pushing them into me, as I sank them in. I finger fucked my arse for you, making it ready, pushing my hips down, trying to get them deeper, then out, back into my cunt. Again and again, dipping, coating, fingering, opening, rubbing, my fingers moving slow then fast until I could take no more and watching you wank your cock I came, my cunt pumping my cum from me as your cock pumped your cum from your balls once more.

Slumping on to the desk, my hand still between my legs, my pussy muscles twitching, making my legs shudder, that warm after cum glow radiating through my body, the tops of my thighs aching from being held open so wide for so long. I slowly moved and slipped off the desk, standing, looking down at you, I smiled. I lifted my cum covered hand from between my legs and held it in front of my face, twisting is slowly, grinning at my cum glistening on my fingers. I looked at the glass, tiny droplets of my cum were I had played, I reached out and drew my fingertips from one to the other, making a pattern on the desk before smearing my fingers through it. You lifted yourself up, I watched as you pressed your tongue against the glass, just as I had done with your cum. As your tongue flattened against it, I wrote my name in my cum the bent and let my tongue follow the line made by my finger. My tongue lapped, licked, through my name then back and forth until I had cleaned every drop from that desk, leaving you nothing, not that you could get it from under the glass.

You grunted as you slid out from underneath and before I could steady myself from stepping back you grabbed me, you wound your fingers through my hair as you pushed me forward, the cold glass making me gasp as my tits crushed against it. You pushed my face hard, roughly down then pinning me there you slapped my arse, slap after slap making me whimper as the heel marks began to tingle in the middle of your hand marks. Harder, too hard, I began to beg, please, no more, you carried on, telling me what a cunt I was, a whore, a slut for making you wait, telling me with each slap that I was yours, for you to use, not for me to tease you, screaming at me to say sorry. Your fingers then digging into the soft cheeks of my arse, pulling them open, pushing me down, kicking my legs closed, standing so that no matter how much I moved, I could not open them. 

I could feel your thumbs, pressing either side of my arse, stretching my tight little star, making it sting, then your tongue, licking from my clit to my arse, teasing in and out of my cunt, lapping my juices them spitting them onto my arse, knowing it was opening for you. Then you moved your hands and I felt your thighs pressing against mine, then your cock, hard and throbbing in your hand as you slapped it up against my clit, I moaned, telling you I wanted you in me, telling you to fuck me like the cheap whore that I am, fuck me, make me your whore. Then you stopped.

You grabbed my hair again and turned me, I looked at you, I pleaded with you to fuck me, I begged you, you bastard, yet you just pushed me down. WHY? you had made my arse so wet, so ready for your cock to use, I wanted to feel your cock deep in my arse, wanted to take me from that pain to that pleasure as you fucked me deeper and deeper, I wanted your cum in my arse, I wanted to feel it ooze from me, yet no matter how much I pushed back your strong arms pushed me to my knees. You looked down, your wet cock in your hand, the tip coated in my cum and your cum, then you slapped it against my lips, you held my head and wiped it over my mouth.

I flicked my tongue out, you slapped it over and over, then pressed your cock hard against my mouth, forcing it past my lips, over my tongue and deep into my throat. I gagged, my tummy convulsing with the reflex. I tried to move back but you held my face tight, tears welled up in my eyes as I looked up at you, then you began. You fucked my mouth, pulling your cock almost out then thrusting it so hard back into my throat, each thrust accompanied by a word, "bitch", "whore", "cunt", "slut", "slag", anything you could think of, making me know you did not like to be teased. My lips wrapped around your cock and wanked you as you fucked my mouth, your balls slapping under my chin, my nose pressing into your stomach. 

As your breath began to shorten you suddenly pulled your cock from my mouth, a long string of spit connecting the two and as I looked up at you, you wiped it all over my face then wanked your cock hard until your hot, thick cum splattered all over me. I blinked, a large glob or your cum trickling slowly down my cheek, another dripping from my chin, yet another in my hair, then you rubbed your cock, mixing your cum and my spit into a creamy lather covering my face. You sank down into your chair as I licked around my lips, using my fingers to push your cum into my mouth, your cock still twitching in your hand, the last drop of cum oozing from its tip and as I slowly got to my feet, I looked at you, bent, licked the drop from your cock then whispered, "how long until your ready again?"



Office Fun



You're wearing a nice light breezy dress and sitting at your desk. I have arranged for people to have reasons to be in your office constantly all morning. As you come back from getting your coffee, I slip quietly under your desk and wait for you. A co-worker named Mark enters with you and as you slide your chair under your desk, your knee brushes against my head. You are startled but try not to act that way. You casually drop a pen and bending down to pick it up, you see my as I motion for you to be silent. Your meeting with your co-worker continues as I slowly massage your thighs - ever so softly, I can feel the telltale signs of the goose bumps forming telling me that the calluses on my hands, barely touching your supple inner thighs is having the desired effect. 

You slowly and instinctively let your legs fall open under your desk and I can feel the heat from your body as I notice the dampness forming on your thong underwear. I am listening to your meeting with your associate and can tell that you have neither interest in nor the faintest idea what he is talking about. I see the change in your breathing and feel your temp rising. I let my fingers wander closer and closer and just as I am about to touch your sex, you gasp audibly. I let my fingers pass within a hair of your engorged clit - again without touching you there. You instinctively slide forward in your chair trying to get closer to the fingers that tantalize your desires. As you do, I withdraw them equally. I let my hardened hands slide up the outside of your thighs and rub your hips gently causing you to stir even further. Finding the straps of your thong, with your male co-worker just across the desk, I slide your thong from your wanton body. I can smell your sex wafting from your now dripping pussy and you know that your co-worker must be able to smell your arousal as well. 

You let your legs fall further open as your associate says something about finishing the meeting later. As Mark stands to leave, you can not possibly help but notice the tent forming in his slacks and wonder if that discoloration by his zipper was pre-cum from smelling your wetness. 

You push your chair back and as you bend down to tell me to take you right then right there on your desk, that hot blond with the tight ass and perfect breasts raps lightly on the doorframe and walks in while closing the door. She asks if you have a minute and says that she just needs to talk to someone. She and her boyfriend have apparently been struggling lately and he took her to a sex club. At first she says that she was not in to it but after being ravaged by twenty men and fifteen women in one night, she can't stay out of the place. She is addicted to wanton sex with no regrets or remorse. 

She tells you of the husband and wife that took her on stage in front of the room full people. The husbands cock was eleven inches long and as big around as a coke can. She tells you that he took her from behind as she 69'd his wife. She describes the feelings of that huge prick stretching her to her limits while his wife licked and sucked her clit. She tells you all the intimate details and all the while, I gently stroke your clit. She can tell you are getting aroused and thinks that it is from her story - little does she know that as she goes back to retell you the part where the stranger and his wife take her, I finally slide two fingers into your aching pussy. 

Your breathing changes even more and as the blond continues, she gets up and walks behind you. She leans forward and begins to tell the story in a whisper in your ear. She pushes her magnificent breasts to your back and her hands fall to your breasts. She begins to orally pleasure your earlobe. Feeling your nipples hardening to her touch, she continues to play and explore, she starts to tell the story in even more detail and kisses that spot on your neck, you know, the one that is connected directly to your erogenous zone. 

The blond lets her small and tender hands slide inside your sundress and begins to rub her nipples against your back while caressing you and kissing your neck. She finds your hard nipples and as her lips seal against that spot on your throat, she begins to pull, pinch and tease your nipples in a way only another woman can possibly understand. She is hot and your breathing is erratic at beast. I seal my hungry mouth around your clit and begin to feverishly work my now three fingers in and out of your sex. I know you and as your juices flow from your pussy, I slip my index finger to the perfect star that is your anus. As I press it gently but firmly to you, you loose control and press harder to me wanting the feeling of fullness only that can provide. 

As my fingers slide into your ass and pussy in perfect harmony, I can feel your pussy starting to contract as your juices begin to flow freely from your sex. I lean in and take your swollen clit in my mouth and suck and lick it as you surrender to the feelings. You start to cum. You are so excited that you actually squirt your cum into my eager and waiting mouth. I drink it all and the blond begins to let her hands travel further down your body. You push back against her and in doing so, her eyes follow your form towards your pussy. As you push further back to allow her access to your body there is another knock on your door and your eyes and her eyes meet mine, we smile and you kiss her lips as you struggle to regain enough composure to say - "Cum in."



Office Fun



The following contains verbal abuse, coercion, and sexual submission. No animals were injured during the writing of this story; in fact no animals are in this story!

As a security services company we monitor and maintain computer security for several large companies, employing state of the art remote computer access software. Over the last 7 years I have been working the grave yard shift, Sunday through Thursday. The pay benefits on this shift far outweigh any loss of sleep. Sunday is especially quiet as Sue is the only one in addition to me in the entire building. Sue is 35, married and has 3 children (14, 11, and 9). Like me she works Sunday to Thursday because of the pay advantage. EPSSI takes up the 14th floor and is mostly an open room with half height cubicles. My office sits facing the cubicles and the front wall is glass so that I can see the room and observe the employees.

Two Sundays ago I noticed Sue was unusually absorbed in her computer. The work load on Sunday mids is slow to a fault. As managing partner I have several advantages two of which (for the safeguard of company security) are the ability to listen in on all phone calls and access to watch any employee's computer screen. I can do both of these without the employees knowledge or permission. At 64 I believed nothing would shock me but I was wrong. Sue was having a torrid online conversation. She was talking to hot4sue and the conversation was hot.

hot4sue: O yea baby I luv ur hot tongue on my balls mmmmmm

sue4you: I love sucking your hot cock. Mmmmm let me lick the all around your balls and taste the sweet smell of you... feel my hands caressing you and my tongue licking down below your balls and teasing the crack of your hot ass. Oh yessssssssssssssssssss

Damn they were getting into it. At first I thought it was her husband and figured what the hell we weren't busy let her have her fun. Sue always acted like the frigid, soccer mom, sex is for procreation only type; this version was much more exciting and interesting! I meant to stop reading their conversation but just couldn't pull myself away. They went on with the hot online role playing as she told him how her tongue would tease along his hot hole flicking the tight opening and pushing till she was pumping his asshole with her hot wet tongue. He in turn would reply with various unintelligible words meant to convey his moaning until finally he indicated his cumming all over his pants. Sue responded that her pussy was dripping wet and her fingers had been inside her the whole time. She told hot4sue she had removed her panties and was going to the bathroom to take a picture of her wet pussy to send him. The next exchange becomes the nexus of this story.

sue4you: I can't believe after 15 years with the same boring man, I found you!!!!!!!!

hot4sue: I know baby, my wife hasn't seen my cock hard in three years... hell she hasn't even seen it soft.... Do me a favor take your wet panties hold them up to your mouth and inhale the sweet smell of your wet pussy for me....

sue4you: oooo you're sooooo nasty. I have to be very careful, the boss on Sunday is like 70 or something, and he'd probably have a heart attack if he knew what we were doing. Besides I cannot, absolutely cannot lose my job. Oh God my husband would kill me.

With that she took a camera from her purse picked up her panties from the desk and turned in the direction of the ladies room. I picked up the phone dialed the intercom and said, "I'm 64 not 70 Ms Cansederal. Put the camera back on your desk and step in my office immediately." She stopped cold, as the ladies room was along the same wall as my office, I could see the look of horror and fear creep over her face. She just stood there as if frozen, unable to react. I dialed the intercom a second time. "I can call the police and have you arrested on several federal computer security violations if you prefer," I said reminding her that her husband would have to bail her out. Her face was ashen but she slowly started to walk in the direction of my office. The camera had fallen from her hands but she was gripping her panties so tightly even in the dimly lit room I could see her knuckles were white. As she slowly approached my office, I immediately began the task of looking into her records: emails, chats, web history nothing was off-limits. My position afforded me incredible reach most of which was well within my discretion as corporate security manager some maybe not but I was determined to cut this bitch down to size. In less time then it took her to walk the 30 or 40 feet to my office I found the first piece of information I needed.

"I can explain, please Mr. Monstruo, please if you would just give me a few minutes..."

My reply was short and to the point, "SHUT-UP."

The words hit her like a slap in the face but she said nothing. I continued typing as she stood in front of my desk. Maybe 5 minutes passed till I finally looked up and said, "so Ms Cansederal, in addition to breaking every regulation we have and acting like a over sexed whore, I see you're also a cheating little slut. Perhaps I'll send a copy of this transcript to hot4sue's wife. Let me see, oh yes, here he is Ben Tricheur."

She started to cry but I told her that wouldn't help. I then explained that in addition to losing her job, she would most probably lose her marriage and destroy Ben's. I made it clear that I was prepared to do all of that and more if she didn't first stop crying immediately and second agree to do whatever I told her and without reservation. Her facial expression changed and I believe for a brief second she thought she saw a way out. "I don't know what you have in mind but I assure you if you ask me to do anything that violates my rights, I will expose you and you too will lose everything." I must have laughed for a minute. I explained it to her very clearly, letting her know that I had a spotless record, that anything she said would sound like a desperate attempt to destroy me and help her, it would be my word against hers and I had the transcripts to prove my case. I then made my grand play and explained that a copy of this transcript log with the pictures I was just now pulling up from her emails (I put them on the monitor screen above the conference table in my office), would be sent to her 14 year old daughters facebook and all her teachers and friends. I was sure seeing self portraits of her fingering herself and the one of her on all fours from behind spreading her ass would do the trick. I wondered out loud what effect seeing that her mother was a fucking slut and a cheating whore would have on a young girl. That was all it took, the brief look of defiance had now morphed into one of submission. Looking down she said, "What do you want me to do? I'll do anything, anything at all; please don't ruin my family and my career."

To start with I made it clear that I had very little tolerance for dishonest cunts who cheat on their husband and that I would not repeat myself. I then asked her if she understood that she was to immediately comply with every command. Without looking up she answered a feeble yes but I demanded she look me straight in the eye and answer with respect. It took a second but she completely surrendered and looking me straight in the eyes she said, "Yes, sir I will do whatever you ask of me."

To start with you will slowly take off all your clothes I instructed. She did as I asked and began to unbutton her blouse letting it fall to the floor at her feet. Then she removed her bra exposing her wonderfully proportioned breasts. I couldn't help but notice her nipples were hard as she pulled her skirt down exposing a well manicured pussy, the hair neatly trimmed. Last she pulled off her shoes, and I noticed that even her feet were sexy looking and obviously well cared for. The toenail polish gentle and bold at the same time matched her fingernails. Man I was going to enjoy this. I had her turn in a full circle so I could admire her body. She was no model and by some standards might be considered a bit too heavy but she was well proportioned and for a 30+ woman she had this 64 year old cock pushing against my dress pants without the use of any drug supplements. Next I had her pick up her panties that hand fallen at her feet and said, "Now you can do what you told Ben you would..." She slowly brought the still dripping panties to her face covered her mouth and nose and inhaled deeply. She actually moaned a little and her nipples got even stiffer. This bitch was mine and I was going to enjoy ever second of the sexual humiliation I was going to inflict. I then had her walk naked into the office area and retrieve the camera. Man this bitch didn't even flinch. She turned and walked out to where she had dropped the camera and carried it back to my office.

Next I had her pose on the couch. I took several photos of each pose. I had her spread her legs wide exposing her moist lips and took several shots as I made her masturbate for me. I got a great shot of her cumming her face locked in pleasure with three fingers of one hand deep in her dripping pussy the forefinger of her other hand rapidly rolling over her clit and alternately pushing it down against herself.

I am ending this story here because it is taking longer to describe that night than I thought it would; however if I get enough positive feedback I would certainly enjoy describing the next two hours. Please let me know if you'd like to hear more....



Office fun



VIBE

I knew he was looking. I was sitting at my desk but I could feel his eyes on me. And it wasn't only his eyes. It seemed that every guy in the office and all those who visited just couldn't keep their eyes off me today. And I didn't think I looked anything more special than usual. I was wearing a light green silky blouse which I'd often worn before, with a white half-cup bra. I must admit to having tightened the straps a little today and this lifted my firm breasts to their perfect height. But surely that couldn't be what was drawing their eyes. OK, I had left one more button undone than usual, but glancing down it didn't show much more of my cleavage than usual. I had on my shortest skirt, but again I often 

wore it to the office and I'd not noticed the guys reacting this way before. 

Then my friend Cindy came into work and the first thing she said was "My goodness, Sara, you look stunning today!" 

I wanted to ask her why, but she just went on to greet all the guys and fool around with them as usual. I think they considered she was the office plaything. She certainly enjoyed all their attention. As I thought more and more about all the looks I was getting, I began to feel some nice things happening in my pussy. In fact within a few minutes, I could feel my panties getting quite damp. I had just bought a vibrator - it arrived in the mail two days ago and I'd been experimenting with it every moment I could. I'd been late in discovering self-pleasure, in fact only last year I played with myself for the first time and enjoyed a stunning orgasm. Since then I'd been careful not to do it too often, but then I ordered the vibrator. Cindy had been telling me how much fun she had with hers and it gave me quite an ache in my pussy after I'd taken what to me was a bold step to order one. Cindy had given me precise details of the one she used and I was quite nervous when I opened the package. However, it didn't take me long to get the hang of it and find that I could enjoy orgasm after orgasm, almost at will. 

This morning before work, I'd woken up early with a delicious ache in my pussy. Out came my new 'friend' and I enjoyed about 10 orgasms before I managed to control myself and stop. I couldn't believe the pleasure I was getting from this electric object, but I also couldn't resist it! I nearly put it in my bag to take to work, but just the thought of that gave me another orgasm just standing in the doorway, so I dropped it in the drawer unit just inside the door, thinking that I could wait until after work. I went to work in a very horny state, wanting to finger my pussy in the car and when I was in the elevator going up to my office. I somehow resisted the temptation, but I was grinning like a cat as I sat at my desk and looked around. Perhaps that was it, I thought, perhaps everyone could see I'd been enjoying lots of orgasms. I'd heard about the 'glow' that women are supposed to get when they're getting enough. Perhaps my 'glow' was even brighter as I was sure I was now getting too much, even though it was delicious. In any case, I was feeling great and I grinned at all the guys. 

My boss came in late apologising about his wife keeping him longer than she should. I smiled, wondering whether they'd had a row again about the kids. He seemed to be always disagreeing with her about something. He went straight to his office and then called me in via the intercom. 

"Well, Sara, you do look very beautiful today," he surprised me by saying. 

It was the first time he'd more than just acknowledged my presence! He was a hunky guy of around 40, very good-looking, even according to Cindy but I'd never thought of him in any other way than as my boss - that is, until this morning. The way he was looking at me was just like the other guys - lustfully! I wanted to ask him too what it was that was special about me today. 

Instead I said, "Thanks, Bob. Is everything alright at home?" 

"Well, actually, yes," he grinned. "Susan was feeling very fruity this morning." 

I looked shocked as he'd never spoken to me in this way before. 

"In fact, she wouldn't let me go to the car without giving her another one before I left!" he finished, with a broad smile. 

"You're glowing!" I giggled. 

"Sorry, yes I probably am," he admitted. "But good sex makes me feel good, doesn't it make you feel that way?" 

"I'm only just beginning to find that out," I admitted, blushing profusely. 

"Sit down please, Sara," he suggested with a sexy smile. 

"You want to dictate something, Bob?" I asked, innocently. 

"Well, actually, no, Sara," he grinned. 

I sat down across from his desk, watching my short skirt slide up my thighs. I kept my knees close together as his eyes riveted on my legs immediately. 

"You know, Sara," he started, smiling sexily, "I've admired you from a distance since you started working for me. How long ago was that?" 

"Uh, I've been here about two years, Bob, and with you for the last 18 months," I smiled. "You mean admired my work?" 

"Oh, yes. That too!' he chuckled, "But I mean you, as a person, as a woman, as, dare I say it, a very sexy woman!" I blushed again, thinking, my boss has been having randy thoughts about me! 

"Bob, I don't think we should go down that road!" I warned. 

But teasingly, I let my knees open just a fraction and watched his eyes dart down there immediately. This was one very horny boss today. 

"I think Susan gave you just a little too much this morning," I smiled. 

"Yes, she did, actually," he agreed. "She'd already made me cum twice in bed and then she wanted to suck me off in the doorway," he continued, watching my reaction. 

I was amazed that he was talking to me like this - amazed, but also getting quite aroused. I guess I showed this by allowing my knees to part even more. It was actually quite involuntary as I could already feel my panties getting now very wet! I could also feel my breasts starting to tingle and I was sure my nipples would get really hard soon. I glanced down and sure enough they were beginning to poke out through the material of my bra and blouse. Bob stood up and moved round behind my chair. 

"You see, Sara, I'm a very capable lover and I really appreciate all you've done for me. By the way, you don't have a boyfriend, do you?" 

It was a matter-of-fact question, because he probably had already seen that I live alone and didn't flirt much with the office boys. 

"No, I don't. But I do have a new friend," I suddenly blurted out. 

"What do you mean?" he looked closely down at me as I looked over my shoulder at him. 

"Oh, nothing, Bob!" I stammered, immediately regretting that I'd even mentioned it.

"Now come on, Sara," he urged, looking decidedly interested. "Do you have a girlfriend?" 

"No, it's not that, although Cindy and I are very close," I admitted. "I bought a vibrator!"

Now, there I'd said it, but why to my boss? Silly girl. 

"A vibrator, now that is interesting," he grinned. "Susan has a whole drawer full and she uses them almost every night." 

"But I thought you and her...." I murmured. "Oh yes, we do - almost every night. But Susan is insatiable. She needs orgasms like other people need to eat." 

I giggled, "Really. Wow!" This conversation was going in a direction I'd never expected. 

"Yep, even though I can give her a dozen or more any time she wants, she just needs to cum and cum and cum." 

I was astonished as Susan was not particularly sexy to look at, but she did have a great body. I wondered why Bob had chosen today to tell me about this part of his life. Now his warm hands came down onto my shoulders. He'd never touched me before after the first handshake on my first day. But his touch was electrifying. His hands were warm, almost hot, and he started to gently massage my neck muscles. I could not stop my groan of pleasure. 

"Nice, isn't it?" he murmured bending close to my ear. I nodded. "Do you also like your ears nibbled?" he said softly, his tongue licking along my ear lobe and then taking it between his lips and chewing gently. 

I'd heard of erogenous zones, but this gentle caressing sent surges into my pussy and I could feel my panties were now getting to the almost useless stage, I was so wet. I moaned with pleasure and tried not to squirm too much as his hands slid from my shoulders inside the material of my blouse. His soft touch moved lower onto the mounds of my tingling breasts and now I could see my nipples were erect and sticking out. But soon he'd moved his fingers inside my bra cups and he was holding my breasts in his lovely soft hands. His fingers played with my nipples making them ache and grow even bigger. 

"I'd like to suck on your nipples," he suggested. 

"Oh, Bob, don't! This is wrong," I tried to protest, but it sounded very weak. I knew he'd won me over and I'd be aching for him quite soon. 

"Shall I lock the door?" he suggested, leaving my breasts for a moment as he crossed to the door and turned the key. 

His office didn't have windows to the other rooms, just to the outside, but there were no other buildings that overlooked our floor. He was quickly back beside me and soon knelt down on the carpet to one side of me. His hands expertly and slowly unfastened the six buttons of my blouse and then he unclipped the front clasp of my bra. As my breasts are so firm, they didn't spill out. He had to move the bra away to be able to enjoy looking at them. But when he did, his eyes were just so full of lust. 

"Susan's are already sagging - a little," he grinned, "but yours are magnificent." 

He pushed his face between my breasts and moved to one side to take one of my large nipples inside his mouth. I couldn't avoid the physical response he was generating and I came explosively under his caresses. He sat back amazed. 

"Wow!" he chuckled, "I wasn't expecting that!" 

"Nor was I," I giggled, "but it was very nice. Now you hadn't better stop." 

"Oh, I won't" he murmured, returning to suckle on the other nipple and causing me to almost orgasm again. "I want to enjoy your pussy now," Bob said flatly, but with a grin. 

"Please, Bob. I think we've gone far enough," I wanted out now before we went too far. 

"Oh no, Sara," he smiled, "not half far enough. I'm going to pump my cum into your hot pussy and you're going to scream so all the boys can hear you." 

I was yet again amazed that he was talking like this to me. Susan really must be some horny woman. But there was no denying the ache that he'd already generated in my pussy and as he moved on his knees so that he was between my legs and parting them as wide as the chair allowed, I couldn't move. 

"Such a delightful sight," he giggled, "Wet panties on the office dish!" 

His hands slipped under my skirt for a moment, and as I raised my ass for him just a little, he quickly pulled off my soaking panties. He put them to his nose, 

"Ummmmmmmmm, horny hot young pussy - the best," he chuckled, throwing my now-useless panties onto his desk. "And this is also a delightful sight." he said, feasting his eyes on my soaking pussy. "You're clean shaven. I love that!" 

"I hate too much hair, even though I'm blonde," I giggled as he bunched my skirt even further up round my waist. 

"Has anyone ever..." he began, "..licked you..." he bent his head down "here..." his tongue caressed my pussy lips. 

"Noooooo..." I groaned as an intense wave of pleasure washed over me. I pushed his head harder between my thighs, "But you can!" 

Within seconds I was in another world of pleasure as his tongue caressed, excited and stroked places I'd only before touched with my fingers and recently my new vibrator. It was such an incredible feeling. I was soon spasming all over his face and drenching him at the same time. After I'd managed to calm down, probably after about my sixth orgasm, he came up for air. 

"I love a woman who cums with juices," he grinned, his face covered in my sticky cum juices. 

He returned to licking my clit and pussy, this time pushing some of his fingers inside my pussy too. I came several more times, each time making some noise, but not much. 

"Stop!" I cried eventually, feeling like I couldn't cum any more. 

He lifted his head and grinned. "I've always wanted to make a woman cum until she told me to stop. I can't do that with Susan - she just keeps going." 

"I'm sorry," I smiled, "I'm not Susan!" 

"Oh please, Sara," he spoke quite angrily, then apologetically, "I wouldn't want that and I'm not wishing you were. Do you want to continue?" 

"I'm not sure now," I replied. "My body wants to as you've found, but....." 

He looked disappointed and I thought he might try and use his position as my boss to do more with me. However, he didn't stop me as I dressed quickly. He still had a huge tent in his trousers as I unlocked the door. 

"I'll send Cindy in to help you with that, if you like," I suggested. He looked embarrassed, 

"It's OK. I'll manage. And thanks anyway, Sara." I managed a weak smile as I left. 

If only he knew how close he'd been to enjoying me as a virgin! And I was now so damned horny I could have eaten anything, male or female. I tried to sit at my desk for a while but after a few minutes, Bob dropped a pile of documents in front of me with a short word to make copies of them all. I smiled at him and immediately went downstairs to the copying room. We'd had to move the photocopier there when it was used so often and became very noisy. I also knew that Cindy used the room for enjoying her many male friends in the office. I made sure she saw that I was on my way down there so that she wouldn't be disappointed if she got horny with a guy today. I set the documents up in automatic copy mode and moved into a dark corner to sit and think about what had happened with Bob today. 

In fact, I was still so aroused that I'd soon settled down and slipped my hand under my skirt to play gently with my horny clit. I couldn't believe how nice it felt to play with myself after Bob had given me all those orgasms not long ago. But good it did feel and I was soon aching to explode into a big cum. At that moment, the copier room door opened. Cindy looked in. 

"Good," she whispered to someone outside, "Sara's put it on automatic and gone off somewhere!" 

She pulled the guy in behind her and I almost gasped when I saw it was Bob. I was just hidden enough from them so that I could now quietly move away but still be able to see what they were going to do. 

"Did Sara get you all horny, sweety?" asked Cindy gently as she pushed Bob so that he was sitting on the table beside the copier. 

"Ummmm, yes," he grinned as she carefully but quickly unzipped his trousers and reached inside. 

Within moments, she'd pulled out his already big cock and she cradled it her hands gently. 

"You're always so big for me," she cooed, stroking his big shaft lovingly. 

He just groaned, as I almost did too as I couldn't stop my orgasm from erupting at that moment. I came hard and wriggled around wildly, but I guess the noise from the copy machine masked my moans of pleasure. I felt my skirt getting really wet and I wished I'd brought down my spare panties. As I slowly calmed down from my orgasm, I glanced up to see that Cindy was swallowing Bob's big cock almost whole. When she stopped going down on him, her mouth was fully up against his belly. He was so big, I thought, that he must be down her throat and from her position that was the only place he could be. Amazingly for me anyway, Cindy seemed to be loving it, as she was groaning and moaning despite having her mouth filled so full of man-meat. And Bob was noisy too - it was obviously not their first time together here. She stroked his shaft when she lifted her mouth along the length and that made him groan even more. I just kept playing with myself as it was such a hot sight. 

He groaned loudly once more and cried out "I'm cumming....uuuugh, uuuugh, uugh." 

I could see Cindy's mouth sucking and swallowing as he obviously spurted his cum into her mouth. She didn't take her mouth off his shaft until she'd squeezed every drop of cum from it. Bob now wanted more and he tried to push Cindy onto the desk and lift up her skirt. But she was having none of that. 

She pushed him away saying, "That's enough, Bob. I promised to relieve the lust you had for Sara. If you want pussy, I'm sure she'll offer you hers soon!" 

I couldn't believe what I was hearing - my best friend selling my pussy to my boss! I almost got up from my hiding place and protested, but I managed to keep still until they'd rearranged their clothes and left. How I wish I'd brought my vibrator with me as I was now so horny I just had to cum again. The copy machine was still running and I could feel the vibrations again through my body as I pressed myself against it. I found a place where I could press my clit against a wildly vibrating part and just stood there feeling the vibes pushing me closer and closer. 

Suddenly, as I heard the door open again, I came in a huge orgasm, unable to control my groans and cries of delight. When I recovered, I looked up into the eyes of the newest boy in the office, a guy called Tim. He was only 18 and appeared to be so naive. Now his face was wide with shock at catching my wanton display of lust. I grinned at him. 

"Ever seen a girl cum like that, Tim?" I giggled. 

"N..n...n..nooooo!" he stammered, unable to conceal the fact that it had aroused him and his trousers now bulged with a big package. 

"Would you like to help me with something?" I asked him gently. 

"OK. What do you want me to do?" he asked innocently. I bent over the copy machine and lifted my skirt. 

"Do you know what to do now?" I asked with a smile. 

"I think so, but it will be my first time," he replied hesitating.



Office Fun



The company that I worked for was renovating our offices, most people had taken leave rather than work in a mess so we were operating with just a skeleton staff.

There were some important changes to be made to our computer system, as the painting contractors worked Monday to Friday my boss asked if I would mind opening up at the weekend so that a technician could come in and install the updates. As I had nothing planned I said it would be no problem.

The technician arrived about half an hour after I opened up, he came over to say hello then started to work on the computers. I had seen him around the office before; he was a typical computer geek type, mid twenties, quiet but always perfectly polite.

I had work to do sorting files so I moved along the shelves humming along to the radio, sometimes having to climb a small set of steps to reach the higher shelves. 

Around mid morning I was feeling a little hungry and turned to tell the tech that I was going on a break and ask if he wanted a cup of coffee.

He was working at the desk just behind me and looked quickly away as I turned towards him, I had noticed him paying more and more attention to my legs as I climbed up and down the steps but I have to admit as I enjoy the attention I really wasn't bothered. 

He accepted my offer of a cup of coffee so we made our way to the little canteen adjacent to the offices. When I had fixed our drinks I sat with my legs crossed on one of the tall stools, sipping my drink and chatting, as I leant forward to offer him a biscuit my skirt rode up a little exposing quite a bit of thigh. I had to keep from laughing as he was obviously trying to sneak a peek without getting caught.
Uncrossing my legs and easing forward on the stool I knew that my skirt would ride up a bit as I swung myself around to get off the stool and I was sure from his flushed cheeks that he had gotten a glimpse of my panties. 

I cleared up and returned to work, as I moved between my desk and the rows of files I noticed that he had casually drifted over towards the side of the office where I was using some steps to reach files down from the upper shelves. 


Glancing over at him while I worked I noticed that he was taking sly looks, checking out my ass and legs every time I climbed the steps. Pretending that I hadn't noticed I replaced the files I had been looking through then climbed down the steps and started looking through the ones on the lower shelf. 

Once in a while, I would crouch down but just turn my legs away from him at the last second so that all he got was a quick look along the side of my upper thighs.

He had knelt down doing something with a cable along the edge of a desk and was doing his best to sneak a peek up my skirt so. Feeling naughty I bent over to retrieve a file, making sure I was positioned so that his eyes were about level with my ass. 

Turning quickly I caught him staring and was happy to see him flush bright red as he quickly looked away with an expression of panic on his face at being caught out. 

Although there had been nothing to see except my skirt stretched tight over my ass he must have thought I was going to go mad at him, but I just smiled and carried on working as if I was ignoring the attention. As I returned to my desk he was still sneaking little glances over in my direction so obviously he hadn't been put off so I decided to tease him some more.

I left it for a few minutes then casually walked over next to where he was working, took out a file and started flicking through the sections inside standing with my back to him. From his position he wouldn't realise that I could see his reflection in a glass partition and so be able to see his reaction as I gave him a little 'flash' of panties. 

Climbing the steps and pretended to be reading through the files I casually reached up under my skirt, pushing it up over the back of my thigh as if to reach an itch.

Checking his reflection in the partition I could see that I had his full attention. 

A little flutter of excitement tickled over my belly as he slyly peeked up my skirt. 

I decided to give him a better look and pretended that I needed a file just out of reach, using it as an excuse to take one foot off the steps and stand on the adjacent desk straddled between the two, legs apart stretching to reach along the row of files. 

The tech had been working a little behind me and as I had stepped over onto the desk and I guessed he would now be almost directly below where I was standing. 

I could only imagine the view he was getting from that angle.

Once again I checked his reflection and saw that he had crouched down at the side of the desk I was standing on and was frozen to the spot staring open mouthed straight up between my legs. 

In one hand he held the cable that he had been threading along the desk, his other was in his pocket and I was sure from the way that it was moving he was stroking himself as he looked up my skirt.

I was wrong.

He quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket, checked it, then held it out so that it was just below the hem of my skirt, pointing up right between my legs and took a picture. He fumbled a bit in his haste to shove it back in his pocket while keeping an eye on me making sure that I hadn't looked down and spotted him.

My heart was racing butterflies danced in my stomach and I was just a little damp between the legs, a familiar tingle of excitement passed over me.

Pushing the file back in place I climbed back down the steps. 

I sat on the edge of a desk just a little way off and positioned myself so that one leg was hanging over the edge with the other raised up as I rested my foot on a chair, my knees very slightly apart enticing him so he would get just the briefest glimpse of panties. As he turned towards me his focus was immediately drawn along my legs to the flash of material between my legs. 

"Do you like to look up my skirt?" I said.

He almost fell against the desk as he scrambled back on his knees.

"I'm so sorry, please don't get me fired." He pleaded.
I leant back on my hands so that my skirt slipped up over my thighs.

"You didn't answer my question." I said and spread my knees apart exposing a little more of my panties to him before quickly closing them together again. 

He licked his lips eyes wide; I could tell I was driving him crazy so I slowly spread my legs again, this time tugging my skirt up past my hips. 

He looked longingly at my panties.

"I know you've been peeking is this what you have been trying to see all day?"

Shaking his head he said. "Look I am really sorry; it's just that you are an attractive woman in a short skirt surely you can't blame me for looking."

I swung my legs over the edge of the desk and stood with my hand on my hip.

"You're right I can't blame you for looking." I said.

He seemed to relax a little, "Look I'm so sorry it won't..." 

I cut him off, "but what about the picture you took?"

He flushed bright red and tried to pull away from me as I reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. 

"Let's have a little look shall we." I said.

I took his phone over to my desk, searched for the lead from my phone in my draw then downloaded the photo onto my computer.

His phone was top of the range, (as if I expected anything less from a computer nerd) so the image that came up was bright and clear showing the view up my skirt that he had enjoyed so much. My little sheer panties did nothing to hide my pussy, every detail clearly visible. 

My outer lips had parted slightly as I had straddled the desk and steps so there was even a little peek of my labia, slightly puffy with excitement.

"What were you going to do with this picture?" I asked him.

"Nothing." He stammered.

"Please delete it; I am so sorry I don't know why I did it, please don't tell anyone."

I saved the picture to my computer then handed his phone back to him saying.

"After all the trouble you went to taking it I think it would be silly to delete it." 

He put the phone back in his pocket then just stood there looking at the floor a little unsure of what was expected of him or what to do next.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked.

He went redder still. "No not at the moment."

"Is that why you were looking at me?" I swung around and lifted one leg over the arm of my chair spreading my legs apart so that he could see right up to my panties. 

"Is this what you like to look at when you get off?"

He stared as I slipped my hand over my thigh and touched a finger to the thin material between my legs; I was already wet from the shock of seeing the picture he had sneaked showing my most intimate parts in glorious detail.

"I think you were going look at that picture tonight and masturbate, weren't you?"

He shook his head. "No honest, I don't know why I did it."

"So you don't like looking at me then?" I said.

He swallowed hard. "Of course I do... I don't know what to say."

"Actually I was quite enjoying the attention" I said.

There was a discernable bulge in his trousers even though he had shuffled around so that he was sideways on to me in an attempt to hide it.

I was feeling incredibly horny.

"Look you're a single guy spending most of the day getting off on sneaking peeks at my panties so we both know what you were going to do later while you were looking at that picture of my pussy." 

I thought he was going to burst into tears; his face was glowing with embarrassment.

"There's no shame in it girls like to do it too." I said. 

"In fact I am feeling so turned on thinking about it I really need to touch myself and to honest you don't look very comfortable so instead of waiting to get home to take care of things how about we watch each other masturbate right here and now." 

"It has to be better than looking at a picture." I giggled.

"What here?" he said gesturing around.

"Why not we're alone," I said. "Tell you what; if you let me watch you today I might just choose to wear something shorter tomorrow and you can take all the pictures you like" His gaze was centred on the hand between my legs and he was nervously biting his lip I could see that he wanted to but was perhaps still worrying that he would get into trouble.

"Let me see the effect I've had on you and I might just take my panties off." I said.

To my surprise he said. "Please don't."

"So you don't want to watch me?" I said puzzled.

"Its not that." He said quietly. "It's just that I like looking at women in panties."

That explained the obsession with looking up my skirt.

"Nothing wrong with that," I said "I don't mind keeping them on if that's what you like but I need to see you, shall we do this?"

Without further prompting he unfastened his trousers and let them fall to his feet.

He immediately took hold of his cock as it sprang free from his boxer shorts hesitated a second or two when he saw me looking at it then slowly started to stroke his hand up and down the shaft. 

I watched mesmerized as a drop of glistening pre-cum formed on the tip of his helmet, oozing from the little slit and dribbling over his fingers coating his thick shaft.

A wet patch was spreading over the crotch of my panties as I moved my fingers over the front of them and down over the heat between my legs it seemed to make it all the more erotic masturbating with my panties on, hiding myself away.

I pressed the thin material against my lips, rubbing back and forth in time with his movements as I watched his hand sliding up and down his penis, gently tugging the foreskin over the engorged head.

His gaze was focused between my legs, his eyes wide watching intently as my fingers pushed the material of my panties between my swollen lips, the sensitive flesh folding over them as my hand glided over my wet slit.

Close to orgasm I slid my fingers over the sopping material while I pressed the fingers of my other hand to my clit, the sheer material of my panties slightly rough on my sensitive little nub, I stroked myself with increasing urgency, up and down the length of my slit until I could feel hot wetness running down the inside of my thigh, juices leaked from my pussy as I hit orgasm, all my senses concentrated on the sensations between my legs.

My pussy throbbed delightfully as the waves of orgasm swept through my body; gradually subsiding to leave me exhausted and spent.

As my breathing slowed from a pant I watched the tech masturbate, close to climax. His hand was blur as he worked his hand back and forth, squeezing his shaft hard, the purple head looked as if it was about to burst.

With a grunt he stiffened, pushing his hips out towards me as great silvery gobs spurted from his cock landing on the carpet right by my foot.

He held his cock tight as it jerked and twitched in his grip until at last just a lazy dribble of cum oozed from the end and dribbled over his fingers.

He was panting as he looked up at me; quickly pulling his pants up tucking himself away as I stood and removed my wet panties dropped them in my desk draw then smoothed down my skirt.

"It's getting near time to finish so we might as well go home." I said.

He nodded. "Will you be opening up tomorrow?" he asked.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I said puzzled.

He looked embarrassed. "You know...today."

"Don't be silly." I said. 

"Just carry on doing exactly what you were doing today." 
He looked confused.

"What do you mean?" he said.

"I suggest you concentrate on the getting your work finished, but I don't mind if you take the time to sneak a picture if you want to." I said.
He looked shocked, "Really?" 

"I promised to wear something short didn't I?"

With that I gathered up my things and ushered him out of the building.

The next morning the tech guy was really quiet.

We worked until around just after mid day then stopped for a break.

"Why don't you make a coffee while I look at the pictures on your phone?" I said.

He looked shocked and I laughed.

Did you really think I hadn't spotted you earlier this morning?

Without a word he passed his phone to me and went to fetch our drinks.

I hooked his phone up to my computer but apart from the picture he had taken yesterday there was only one image. As he liked looking at panties I had worn a simple white thong that would show up easily under my short skirt. I was a bit disappointed that he had not made more of an effort.

He came over with the drinks and looked puzzled.

"Is that the only one?" he said.

"Look for yourself." I said to him, handing him the phone. He looked through it and only found the one photo from today that I had seen.

He fiddled about with his phone for a bit then said. 

"There, I think that's Ok now but I am a bit annoyed because there were two more pictures."

"Both of my panties?" I asked, teasing him. 

To be honest I found it highly erotic knowing that he was sneaking little peeks and taking pictures and had been putting myself in some situations where my panties were just showing under the hem of my skirt and others where he would get a clear view of them, I had been a little damp all morning knowing that I was being 'spied on' and felt a little disappointed at the lack of 'evidence.'

He went a bit red again. 

"You said it was alright so I took some of you when you were on the steps and when you were bending over reaching something from your desk."

"I would have liked to see them; did you have a good view of my panties?"

His cheeks were glowing. "Yes."

"Was it just my panties that you could see?" teasing both the tech and myself a little wanting to know how I had looked to him.

"I could make out the shape of you and they were kind of pressed into you at one point so I could see a bit more of it." He was burning with embarrassment and I couldn't help but push him a little.

"By it do you mean my pussy?"

He nodded.

I was feeling incredibly horny and naughty.

Some of the desks were still covered with a decorator's sheet so I cleared the debris from one, turned the sheet so that it was clean side up and sat back on it with my legs hanging over the side, I reached down and hitched my skirt up.

"I'm a little disappointed I didn't get to see what you saw so you might as well take a picture now so we both have something to look at." I said.

He fumbled with his phone and brought it up with shaking hands.
"Would you mind if I asked you a question?" I asked.
Speechless, he nodded his head, yes.

"Did you like yesterdays picture where you could see my pussy through my panties?"

Again he nodded.

"Would you like me to pull my panties to one side so that you can see it again?"

He was glowing bright red; his excitement was obvious by the bulge in his trousers.

"Yes please, if you want to." He said very quietly.

I reached between my legs and pulled my panties down over my buttocks and away from my damp pussy then lay back over the table.

I drew my knees up a little letting my skirt ride up over my thighs.

"Tell me what you can see" I said.

He was a little breathless.

"I can see your panties and just little bit of your..."

He hesitated. "You know."

Teasing him I said.

"No I don't know, tell me."

Almost in a whisper he said, "Your pussy lips." 

"Put you're camera between my legs and take a picture." I said my heart beating.

I felt his arm brush the edge of my skirt as he closed in to take the picture and I knew he would catch the musky scent of my sex.

Not bothering to pull up my panties I sat up. 

"Did you like that?" I asked him.

He nodded yes.

"Would you like to take another?" I asked.

Again he nodded, the bulge in his trousers had grown but this time he was doing nothing to try and hide it, my horniness got the better of me and I decided to push things a little more for my own needs than his.
"How would you like to see my pussy, naked right now?" I said.

He nodded. "And take a picture?" He asked shyly.

"What do you think?" I replied.

By now my pussy was incredibly wet, I could felt a little damp trickle of run down between my legs, I was so turned on that I wanted to spread my legs and show everything to him, I wanted to watch his face as he took a picture of my pussy but most of all I wanted to cum. 

I took a deep breath. "Turn around until I say it's Ok to look." 

As he turned his back I reached down hitched my skirt up around my waist and started to take off my panties. Then remembering that it was panties he had a fetish for I didn't take them all the way off, leaving them wrapped around my thigh. 

It felt extra naughty lying there open and exposed in a place that was usually bustling with activity, my was heart pounding and I couldn't help but touch a finger to my pussy as I imagined what it would be like to lie there with all my colleagues gathered around. I was so wet and aroused that a little 'tongue' of labia poked out from between my smooth lips. I pinched it between my thumb and forefinger rubbing them back and forth, teasing until I was gasping for breath caught up in my own excitement having to force myself to stop as I remembered I was not alone. 

Taking a moment to catch my breath I closed my legs and whispered "I'm ready."

As he turned back to face me I slowly opened myself up to him. I swear his cock jumped in his trousers as I parted my thighs and he saw my pussy in all its naked glory for the first time with no panties obscuring it.

He stood motionless until I said.

"Are you going to take a picture?"

His hand was trembling as he brought the camera up.

"Take your cock out so that I can see you too." I said.

Without any hesitation this time he took off his trousers and pulled his cock free of his boxers, a little line of pre cum trailing between them and the swollen end as it sprang free and slapped against his belly.




Office Fun



I lay motionless my tummy doing flips as I whispered. 

"Come a bit closer to me like you were when you took that other picture."

He stepped between my legs and leant forward so close that his cock just brushed the leg that was hanging off the table, he jumped back leaving a thick line of clear liquid that trailed from half way up my thigh to the end of his cock.

It broke and landed wetly along my leg.

Embarrassed he started to apologise but stopped as I sat up laughing.

"Don't worry about it, that's not the first time that I've been covered in this stuff."

I hesitated, "And more."

My pussy was really wet now. 

As I lay there I could feel my juices trickling down between my legs and tickling between my buttocks, all the teasing had gotten to me and I needed to cum. 

Sitting up I said to him. "We will do things differently today, I want you to watch me but this time you mustn't make yourself cum Ok? Watch me then I can watch you."

He nodded and dropped his hand away from his penis where he had been lazily stroking his hand back and forth.

Lying back on the table I brought my knees up and ran a hand over my pussy coating my fingers in my juices while spreading the wetness all over my lips letting my finger linger there as I drew it slowly along my slit. 

Using the fingers of my other hand I spread my lips, a little tingle of excitement shuddering through me as I opened myself up knowing he would be able to see everything, I slipped two fingers inside my soft pink hole caressing the smooth walls of my vagina then let my swollen lips fold back over them as I brought my other hand back up to my clit.

I still couldn't believe I was sitting with my legs spread wide masturbating in my work place in front of a tech whose name I didn't even know, it was such an erotic feeling that washed over me that I let out a load moan. Pressing my fingers to my clit I started to move them in little circles in time with the fingers I was thrusting into myself until I could feel a really strong orgasm start to build up inside me. 

As I masturbated I watched his face, his eyes never moved from between my legs, he was flushed and seemed to be breathing a little heavy and even though I had asked him not to he was very gently stroking his cock in time to my movements.

When my orgasm hit, it was so intense that I squeezed my legs together hard over my hand, the walls of my pussy contracted and pulsed over the fingers buried deep inside me as juices flooded over them and I gasped for breath, shuddering as a muscle in my thigh jumped, twitching as I rubbed my clitoris hard.

Eventually I relaxed flopping back with my legs wide open, a little chill breeze playing across the damp of my pussy from the air conditioning.

I sat up, wiped myself with a tissue and slowly pulled my panties back on.

The tech looked at me a little confused and perhaps a little embarrassed to be standing there holding his cock while I was seemingly getting dressed.

He looked even more puzzled as I slipped my skirt off then sat back down.

"You like women in panties, don't you?" I said.

"Yes." He replied a little hesitantly.

"Because I have put them back on to give you a little treat." I said. 

Sitting on the edge of the table so that my buttocks were perched on the very edge I leant back and opened my legs, my panties were wet and clinging, I had pulled them up tight against me so that they moulded to the shape of my mound and sank a little between my lips.

As he watched me his hand started to pump his cock faster.

"Stand between my knees." I said.

He moved forward and I opened my legs a little more to a accommodate him.

"Stop and tell me just before you are going to cum." I said.

He looked up from between my legs.

"Don't worry; I won't let it go on you." He replied a little breathless.

"It's not that." I said "as I told you before have a little treat for you."

He was starting to breathe hard as he stroked his hand up and down, from the look on his face I thought that he was going to shoot his load as he watched me press a finger to my panties checking between my legs to make sure the material lay nicely along my slit, highlighting it in a perfect 'camel toe.'

Looking back up at the tech I could see that he was nearly there, a thick vein stood out along his shaft, the head glistened with the same clear liquid that had splashed on my leg little bubbles forming as he pulled the foreskin back and forth.

As I watched him warmth was growing between my legs and there was a tingle in my pussy as my own need built again.

"Are you going to cum?" I asked him.

"Nearly," he managed to gasp.

I could scarcely believe what I was doing, as I spread my legs wider.

"If you come closer I will let you rub just the tip of your cock against my panties."


He was trembling as he moved between my thighs and very gently touched the head of his cock against the soft white material. 

"Hold it against me while you stroke it." I said.

He circled his index finger and thumb around his cock, just below the helmet holding it still as he pressed it against my panties, he moved his other hand back and forth over the shaft in a fast rhythm, every time he moved his hand up the shaft the pressure caused the head to twitch a little against my slit, tickling my lips.

He was being too gentle and it was driving me mad, I moved my hips.

"Rub it up and down." I said. 

He got the message, holding it firm just under the head he rubbed it back and forth over my panties leaving a thin band of wetness as he guided it over the soft material sliding it up and down my slit.

As he rubbed the head of his penis over my panties I couldn't resist the urge any longer and started to rub my clit. 

He watched as I pushed my finger under the waist band and rubbed it back and forth gasping as I pressed still hyper sensitive from my last orgasm.

The pressure of his cock on my panties was actually pushing my lips apart a little; only the thin material was stopping the end of his cock from slipping it into me. 

"I'm sorry I can't hold on any longer." He said. 

I stared at his hand fascinated as he pulled the head away from my panties and began pumping his cock frantically, I was close to orgasm and worked my fingers to match his manic pace concentrating on my throbbing clit, tossing my head back and pushing my hips up against my hand to increase the pressure.

I looked back down to his cock just in time to see the first load of cum shoot from the tip and land on my stomach, he went to pull it away but I cried out,

"Press it to me again."

He pushed the head of his cock to my panties and I could feel it pulsing as he squirted rope after rope of sticky white cum over them, he was still working his hand back and forth so each time he tugged his foreskin over the head his knuckles were rubbing against my pussy as he crushed the end of his cock against me. 

My panties had ridden right up and although my slit was still covered his penis was actually brushing against a little bit of my labia poking out of the sopping material.

The sensation was too much and my second orgasm ripped through me. 

My juices flooded out into panties that were already soaked in his cum.

Caught up in my orgasm I needed more sensation grabbed his hand with mine and pushed down crushing his cock against my pussy and held it to me as we both came down from our orgasm, the last little spurts of his cum dribbling down over my panties and bare swollen lips, trickling over my thighs in sticky little rivulets.

We parted and I pulled my sopping panties, wrapped them in some tissue and dropped them in the bin intending to dispose of them later.

The tech was pulling his boxers up over his now flaccid cock, he still looked a little red and out of breath but grinned at me as he caught my eye, then noticed the large damp patch on the decorator's sheet.

I picked up my skirt and said.

"Now you know why I took this off, I didn't want to get it messy."

With that I went to the ladies to freshen up, enjoying the naughtiness of walking the corridors naked from the waist down.

When I got back to the office the tech had turned the sheet back over and dumped a paint can over the top of the damp patch in an attempt to hide the evidence.

We went to my computer and downloaded the pictures from his phone, I copied them to a disc so that I could take a copy home, emailed them to Steve then deleted the images, I looked up at the tech and said, "you can't be to careful with a works pc."

He laughed, "Damn right, some of the tech guys are a little weird."

We said our goodbyes and he left as I was gathering up my things. I was just going to leave then remembered the panties in my draw from yesterday and the ruined pair in the bin, when I went to retrieve them I found that they were gone! 

There was only one explanation; the tech must have taken them when I was freshening up in the ladies, it seemed he really did have a thing about panties after all.

J. xx



Office Fun (After Elevator Story)



Stretching I checked the clock, thinking that it was probably around eight groaning inwardly when I saw that it was a little after nine.

Nine would have been good if things had gone as expected but, as I had been checking over the accounts I had found numerous tiny errors that would have to be put right. As it was I would be lucky to have everything finished by eleven at the earliest and was now wondering why I had volunteered to work late transferring files from our old system to the new. Correcting the last mistake I sighed, because everything needed to be up and running in two days time for the grand opening of our new head office and the Muppets currently working in accounts couldn't be trusted to not to misplace a zero turning a £100 costing into a £10 screw up.

For the next hour I was all business, promising to treat myself to a coffee only when I had finished off the last few files. Closing the last account I read my emails, sent off a report then sat back once again checking the clock.

It was a little after half ten, pleased with my progress I stood and stretched, easing the tension that had built from sitting for so long.

"Coffee I muttered to myself."

I walked off towards the kitchen and made a pot the smell alone seemed to revive me, I poured a large cup and decided to walk the two floors above and check on the progress there, earlier in the week it had been pretty much a shell but the decorators had finished and a parade of desks and chairs from the suppliers had been steadily drifting past my office.

The top floor, the fifth was to be the executive suite with IT and sales directly below. As the floors descended so did the pay check, anyway that was the theory on the shop floor.

The corridors and offices looked strange with the lights out. A small section of lights had been left on where I had been working, but everywhere else the only illumination came from the emergency signs above the doors.

The company were strict on wastage and anyone leaving a PC or light on over night would be reprimanded. The on duty security guard, Jack had stopped by earlier for a chat, he was supposed to walk the site every hour or so but we both knew that he had only stopped by to show his face before heading to his office for a sleep.

After a few minutes walking I noticed a faint glow coming from one of the blocks of cubicles that made up the sales department, casting long shadows out into the corridor. At first I thought someone had left a PC on and then I remembered Jake saying one of the IT people had stayed late checking the new computers.

Taking a long way round so that I didn't startle the cubicle occupant I wandered through an adjoining office, a route that should have brought me round to the side entrance but instead I misjudged in the dark ending up directly behind the lit desk. 

I stopped dead still in the shadows.

Instead of someone checking the computer I was amazed to find Richard, the youngest member of the IT team, doing something that he shouldn't have been doing. From the way he was seated and rapid movement of his arm it was clear that he was pleasuring himself while watching porn. On the screen a woman was sitting astride one guy, riding as fiercely as she was able without dislodging a second guy who was thrusting his cock enthusiastically in and out of her mouth. 

I grinned to myself glad of the entertainment, the view certainly was compelling, I was a secret voyeur to a young guys fantasies.

There was a familiar tickle in my stomach, the only sexual contact I had experienced in the last week had been on the morning I was 'touched up' in the elevator, which had been both a shock and thrilling but had far from satisfied my normal 'needs.' Being away from Steve was getting harder by the day.

I watched as the girl in the film eventually got onto her hands and knees inviting the guy she had been sucking to reposition to a doggie style. The guy was big; he pushed into her hard grabbing her hips and thrusting at a break neck pace not giving her chance to adjust to the savage assault. Her face was screwed up in a mixture of pain and pleasure as the first guy watched and jacked off, eventually they pushed her onto her back covering her tits, face and belly with cum as she wiggled about with one hand busy between her legs.

As the DVD switched to another scene Richard moved position, getting more comfortable by reclining the chair back a little, as he settled down I had my first look at the size of the thing in his hand.

Normally size is not an issue or of interest to me, Steve and our other friends are just 'average' with Steve having a little thicker shaft than the others, the thing is though my pleasure is of importance to them rather than just satisfying their own needs, they all have great staying power and love to play the games we play at my pace with my rules.

Some guys think that having a large dick is enough...it's not!

Give me a considerate lover over a 'big one' every time.

Some stories go into the whole 'thick as a coke can' (uncomfortable at best, must have a pussy like a skip) or the 12 incher and above (eye watering) but to be honest these kind of exaggerations normally turn me off a little rather than get me going.

However I don't know if it was frustration from my encounter earlier in the week or that I was just a little horny from the movie but as I watched Richard play I started to get really damp between my legs.

His right hand firmly held the bottom of his cock while the left glided back and forth over the rest of the shaft, he stopped when the first finger and thumb touched the head so that a little pre cum dribbled over them for lubrication.

He was probably stroking the hand about a hand and a half width; this is with his other hand nestled at the base. Although it was no thicker than the average he was certainly blessed as far as length goes. 

As I have said normally size would not have impressed or interested me but the setting seemed to make everything so 'erotic' that along with the porn film and a week long lack of sex, (other than the elevator fingering) conspiring against me the damp feeling between my legs soon became a dribble.

The sensible part of me wanted to stay a safe distance and just enjoy the whole 'voyeuristic' nature of the situation while I took care of the tickle between my legs, but the naughty lustful part of me wanted a closer look at his 'thing' and what he was doing with it.

Richard was engrossed in the porno and did he not hear me approach.

Butterflies danced in my belly as I snuck up, still amazed that the cock of someone nicknamed 'Richard the nerd' by most of the office had me so fired up that I was contemplating a little mutual masturbation.

He heard nothing, but jumped as I rested my hand on his shoulder and whispered. "So, this is what you do on overtime."

He tried to cover himself with one hand (good luck there) while trying to shut off the DVD at the same time. I pressed down on his shoulders and said, "Too late, I saw what you were watching and what you were doing" 

Unnerved and ashamed at being caught out he sat with his hands in his lap not daring to look me in the eye. He knew that I held a senior position and now that I think about it was probably the only thing that stopped him from bolting.

He looked utterly miserable and must have been wondering if this was the end of his job, I laughed and pushed past his seat so that I stood in front of him.

I nodded at the screen, "Wow, they're really going at it, aren't they?"

He looked up at me shocked, mouth gaping like a landed fish.

"It certainly looks like they're having fun." I said not taking her eyes from the action, "looked like you were enjoying it before I interrupted you."

"Please." He said shifting uncomfortably, "I've never done this before."

"What masturbated?" I exclaimed. "Sure you have, doesn't mean you're some kind of pervert."

I paused.

"I do it all the time."

He looked up shocked as I leant on the back of the chair and whispered close to his ear. "This looks a whole lot better than checking data, shall we watch it together?"

He looked stunned, unable to find his voice sitting with both hands clasped in his lap holding down his slowly softening cock. 

The people in the film were still going at it hard and fast, the atmosphere was electric, Richard was holding his breath.

"It would certainly brighten a dull night up." I whispered, leaning in close so that my left breast brushed his arm.

I was feeling more and more aroused from the combined effect of my voyeurism, lack of sex and the hold I had over him...this was my game 

I nudged him playfully, he kind of jumped a little then asked,

"You like watching porn?" The question was barely a whisper. 

"Of course" I answered casually "I like a good porn movie now and again, lots of women do"

I pointed at the screen, turning his attention to the action there.

"She's keen." I said as the girl's head bobbed up and down in the one guys lap. 

"Looks like she sucks as energetically as she fucks, has a girl ever done that to you Richard?" I asked wickedly, knowing full well the answer would be no.

He shrugged in answer.

"Have you ever done any of this with a girl?"

"Not yet." He said, perhaps a little sharper than he meant because his blush deepened.

"So would you like me to watch some of this with you? You still haven't answered."

For the first time he looked up. "Are you serious?"

"Yes but only if you think it appropriate if I joined in though." 

He stammered, "What do you mean?" 

"Watching you watching the movie has got me all worked up and I'm serious about joining you 'playing' while we watch, I'm game for it if you are."

"You mean we both watch as we...?"

"Masturbate." I finished his question for him. "Just like you were doing before I interrupted, but this time not alone."

He sucked in a deep, shuddering breath and took a moment; I could actually see his heart pounding through his shirt, the poor guy would have been expecting to be in trouble, what I had just suggested had obviously taken the poor guy by surprise. I was about to give up and tell him to clean up, go home and forget I had seen him when he very quietly said...

"Ok then. I'm game." 

"Great but one rule though, looking but no touching." I said.

His blush deepened. "I wouldn't even try to." He stammered.

"No big deal, just so you know." I replied.

"Move your seat back a little so that I can sit here on the edge of the desk." I said.

He shifted position and I could see a silvery trail of pre cum had dribbled over his trousers as he had panicked and attempted to cover himself.

"Do you need some tissues?" I asked.

He went bright red and mumbled, "got some" reaching to a box in the desk draw.

"Looks like you were well prepared." I said "But maybe you won't need them now I'm here." 

He looked at me quizzically, not getting what I was hinting at.

"You can keep on doing whatever works for you, but I'm not going to take anything off." I could see his disappointment until I said, "Just yet."

I sat on the edge of the desk and when I was sure I had his complete attention I eased my skirt up over my thighs, almost to my waist revealing my thong panties while keeping my legs closed.

"You look silly with your trousers by your knees" I said, "Please take them off."

He struggled for a few seconds, nervous but pulled both trousers and boxers off together, quickly sitting back down in his seat, slightly hunched forward still shy.

On screen a couple was starting to get into some serious action, "Let me see what you like to do Richard." I said.

Still sitting a little forward and trying to use his hands as a cover he grasped his erection and made a few uneasy strokes. 

I slipped a hand over my thigh and slipped it between my legs.

I opened them slightly and Richards's eyes went wide, I didn't move my hand though; content for the moment to just let the fingers rest against the damp material of my panties. 

He stared mesmerized at the spot between my thighs.

"You're supposed to be watching the film." I said.

He quickly looked away and I laughed, "You've really never done this before?" 

He turned his face to me with a furrowed brow. "No nothing like this."

"Is it embarrassing for you, do you want to stop?"

"No," He said quickly, "It's ok."

I laughed. "Relax its simple, you stroke and cum... I use my fingers and cum."

"That's what I was trying to watch." He said nervously, "What you're doing."

I felt a flush of excitement. 

"How often do you masturbate Richard?" I asked, "Is it every day?"

"I like to do it lots." He said a bit non committal. 

"Well we could watch each other instead of the movie." I said. "But you need to sit back and let me see what you are doing, is that alright with you?"

He nodded while trying not to look over eager. 

As he reclined back in the chair he was more than a little self-conscious, perhaps it was that a woman was seeing him do things he had only done in private, (or at least on his own, the work place is not exactly private) perhaps it was first time nerves or the promise of seeing a women semi naked, either way he soon forgot his embarrassment when I said.

"Shall I take my skirt off?"

His cock twitched and I saw his grip tighten on it as he nodded.

I turned my back, unfastened my skirt and slipped it down over my hips, bending from the waist, legs together so that he had a good long look at my ass, but nothing else. My thong was tiny and I did not want to show him too much.

I folded my skirt and placed it carefully to one side.

As I turned back to sit down his eyes were riveted to the tiny triangle of material between my legs, virgin or not he must have guessed that I was waxed clean, my panties were pale blue and I knew if I sat back and let him look between my thighs that there would be a visible damp spot. 

I ran my fingers lightly over the little V of cotton and up over my flat belly as I watched his movements then started to unbutton my blouse. He was gripping his cock the same way I had first seen him, one hand at the base, the other working the shaft, he had also slipped right down in the chair and opened his legs, a little more relaxed now, giving me a completely unrestricted view as he pleasured himself with long slow strokes. 

"Would you like to see my bra Richard?" I asked as I slowly slipped my blouse from my shoulders. "It matches the panties you seemed to like so much."

He watched me intently as I folded the blouse and placed it with my skirt; his tongue darted out wetting his bottom lip as I leant forward a little, tipping my breasts towards him, the smooth mounds almost spilling over the flimsy lace of my push up bra.  

His cock looked big, long and meaty; the end red, engorged and weeping clear sticky tears as he slipped his hand up and down. My pussy was tingling with excitement and it was all I could do not to sit astride his lap and sink slowly down onto it. I gave myself a mental pinch to remind myself that I was here for a little mutual masturbation and nothing more.

"You have a nice cock, I like the way you play with it." I said.

He said nothing but his face went another shade of red, the cheeks already flushed with excitement.

"Don't be embarrassed, most guys would be jealous of you; you do know it is a lot larger than normal, don't you?"

He shook his head no and I wondered just how naive he must be not to know that he was gifted in the size department, although if his sole source material for comparisons was porn movies I guess he would think it was pretty normal.

I was enjoying watching Richard so much, amazed that his cock seemed to be getting yet bigger, that I almost missed the warning signs that he was getting close to losing it. His breathing was becoming rapid and his eye lids were half closed as his hand travelled ever faster over the impressive shaft, pushing the foreskin right over the end on each of the upstrokes, peeling it back on the return to reveal the swollen glistening head.

His gaze was still riveted to the spot between my thighs, I hadn't given a second thought to his inexperience and that sitting in front of him in my panties would be enough to get him off, I was so used to guys waiting patiently, playing the game until I was either semi or completely naked (depending on the circumstances).

I had taken it for granted he would be holding on for a little more than a glimpse off my thong.

I slipped off the table, reached out a hand and grabbed his wrist, "hey, slow down a bit, there's no rush we have plenty of time"

I don't know if it was surprise at my touch or that he was already 'there' but the precise moment I leant over him I felt his hand jerk under mine and a wet splatter across the top of my breasts and shoulder, followed by a second and third that soaked though the lace of my bra and caught me on the upper arm.

I jerked back, taken by surprise while a horrified Richard attempted to stem the flow by grabbing the head of his cock hard with one hand while at the same time trying to grab a hand full of tissues from the draw. 

Cum spurted through his fingers and he let out a little cry as a few spots hit my leg just above the knee, he crammed tissues over his cock as it jerked and twitched, desperately trying to contain the mess oozing over his hands.

"Sorry, sorry," was all he could say as he caught the last few spurts in a great wad of sopping Kleenex. 

At last he had calmed down enough to sit back and take in the mess he had made. When he saw that I was calmly mopping up the cum that had landed across my breasts and the damp state of my bra he panicked

"I didn't mean to hit you, it just did it, I couldn't stop, oh no it's all over you."

This came out all in one long sentence, when he paused for breath I leant back on the desk casually dabbing at my bra; my eyes were drawn to the thing in his lap. It had only shrunken to about half the size it had been and I couldn't help wondering if its natural state was one of semi hardness.

Richard sat in silence as I tossed the tissue to one side, although he was embarrassed about what he had done his eyes continually darted between the ruined bra and my panties, his cock twitched against his leg and I wondered how many times he would be able to cum like that, because with the few spurts that had hit me I had been covered in about as much cum as Terry and Jake manage together.

"First it's hardly all over me and second do you think you are the first guy to do that on my tits, I like it when guys cum on me I just need a little warning when it's going to happen and a little time to get myself off first." I said. 

"Do you want to try again?" 

It was clear from the look on his face that he did, "It won't happen like that next time." He said, "I can make it last ages the second time."

As I suspected earlier Richard was a serial masturbator.

I laughed. "News flash champ, so does every other bloke unless they have a serious problem, in fact most guys have a quick wank before they go out so that they won't disappoint if they pull."

He went red again.

"Look, I am going to the ladies to clean this mess off, you go to the gents, freshen up wash that thing and we will start again, ok?"

Richard agreed but as he went to stand I put a hand on his shoulder.

"Hold on though, you need to take the tissues with you and flush them, imagine what would happen if they were found in the bin."

I reached around and unhooked my bra.

"And if you were still in any doubt about what I suggested we do I might as well take this off now to show you that I mean what I say."

I let the bra straps slide down my arms, cupping the bra around my breasts so that it didn't fall.




Office Fun (After Elevator Story)



"A bit of patience and you would have seen these before you decorated my bra."

I let the lacy material fall away; my nipples were instantly hard in the cool air. As he stared at my breasts his cock gave a little twitch and started to swell, he dropped a hand to his lap and tried to hold it down.

I paused letting him enjoy the view for a moment then whispered.

"I love it when a man cums all over my tits," then added.

"And who knows I might have shown you a bit more than these."

He shifted uncomfortably in the chair as I turned and walked down the corridor, I glanced over my shoulder to see Richard still sitting there admiring my ass.

The ladies toilets were close to the block we had been in but I was enjoying the thrill of wandering around my workplace in nothing but my panties and decided to walk the full length of the corridor, taking the stairs up to the next floor where the executive washroom held the promise of fluffy white towels.

The cool air played across my bare breasts as I walked through the empty offices, a little tremble of excitement tickling my lower belly as I imagined what it would be like to walk through here on a work day, all eyes on my breasts as they gently swayed in time with my hips, my panties damp as they were now, the tiny thong riding high between cheeks that were firm and bare.

By the time I reached the rest room my panties were very wet and they tugged slightly at my lips as I took them off.

I washed the mess Richard had splashed over me, enjoying the sensation of the warm water as I rinsed my breasts even more as I soaped between my legs, tempted to slip a finger along my slit and take the edge off but holding on as I wanted to prolong the feeling, teasing myself as I planned to tease Richard.

First I dried myself off and then I gave the crotch of my panties a quick rub as I held them under the hand drier, not ideal but I needed to be wearing them when I walked back into the room downstairs. Richard had seen my breasts but I was not ready for him to see me completely naked.

However that was when I got back to the room.

Taking a wad of tissue paper I hooked my panties up with one finger and walked out into the office space, dangling them by my side as I walked slowly back to the stairs, along the corridor and back into the offices. 

I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the half light and stopped for a moment.

The ghostly image in the window cupped a breast rubbing the thumb over the nipple, then traced a finger down over a flat taught stomach to the juncture between its legs, touching the just the very tip of the finger to the beginning of the slit there, smooth and hairless.

Placing a foot up on a chair I swung my knee out and opened my legs a little, gazing at the reflection of my pussy with its bare tight slit, a little hint of 'lip' protruded out, evidence of my growing excitement.

I touched a finger to one side of my slit and very gently, sensuously dragged it outward, stretching and parting the lips until I could see a hint of glistening pink. Would I get carried away and do this for Richard I wondered, or would be content to tease him by pulling my panties ever so slightly to one side, giving him the briefest of glimpse at what they are covering?

When I first caught him watching porn I had intended to just tease him a little, but walking the corridors naked I was becoming more and more aroused. For a moment I imagined sinking down onto that long hard cock, being his first, using him to reach orgasm, only then allowing him to cum over me in a great, gushing stream like the one that had erupted from him earlier, washing over me as I held that monster cock.

My heart was racing a little and I took a moment to catch my breath, dabbing the tissue that I had brought with me between my legs mopping the fresh stream of juices there and drying off before replacing my panties.

Taking one last look at my reflection I walked back to sales. 

Richard was waiting, looking a bit jumpy with his boxer shorts across his lap, I almost laughed that he would still be shy about my seeing his cock when not half and hour before he had splattered me with cum.

He gave a kind of nervous half smile as I approach, his eyes firmly glued to my tits, probably the first pair that he had seen 'in the flesh' when I got closer his gaze drifted down to my tiny panties, then back to my chest, switching back and forth as I reached the cubicle.

I pulled a chair over and sat opposite, relaxing back on the soft material but keeping my legs firmly shut, again giving nothing away. Richard still looked uncomfortable even though it was evident that he was enjoying the view because of the bulge under the boxers that lay in his lap. I decided that the best way to put Richard at ease was with some nice honest compliments, I nodded towards his lap.

"You have a gorgeous cock there, it's a shame that you keep hiding it from me, I didn't have time to admire it much before because everything happened a bit 'quick' and I'm anxious to see if you can cum like that again." 

He shuffled in his seat then took the boxers and dropped them on the floor.

His cock lay semi hard against his leg, he shifted and it stirred some more, slipping to one side while swelling ever so slightly.

Touch it for me Richard; I said "I loved seeing you work it with both hands, make it hard for me again."

He went a brighter red but held onto his cock as he had before, his right hand holding it firm around the base while the left gently stroked the shaft until it was standing proudly up. He then concentrated on the end using short rapid movements to draw the foreskin back and forth briskly over the end. I knew if he kept this up he would have another 'accident' so I took charge.

"Leave it now Richard," he looked up disappointed but smiled when I added. 

"I want to show you how I play and I don't want you to cum yet so hold onto your seat with both hands and don't touch it until I tell you to."

He did as I asked leaving his cock swaying gently to the rhythm of his heart beat, the tip swollen the shaft glistening and inviting.

Inching further down in my seat I placed my middle finger on the front of my panties and slid it slowly down to the wet spot between my legs. I shivered when it reached its destination, held it there pressing the damp material to my lips for a moment then traced the fingertip along the edge of my panties, pinched them delicately between thumb and forefinger then slowly pulled them aside, keeping my feet and knees together so all Richard would get was a brief teasing glimpse of a tiny portion of my slit at the same time giving the fingers of my other hand access to the tender flesh.

I quickly covered my crotch with my other hand and teased myself, running a single finger along the lips, not hard enough to penetrate just enough to lubricate the tip with my own juices before I applied it to my clit. I was so sensitive that my breath came in gasps as soon as I circled my finger gently over the sensitive nub, so close to orgasm that I couldn't have stopped if I wanted to. 

My hips strained forward involuntarily against my hand as I made small hard circles against my clit, pulling one foot up onto the seat, arching my back as I pushed my hips forward, holding my hand tight over my pussy, squeezing my thighs together trapping my hand hard between my legs as my juices flooded over the teasing fingers. 

Head thrown back I cried out as the muscles in my thighs trembled and delicious warmth flooded over me.

When I opened my eyes Richard was staring open mouthed.

"See I told you girls like to masturbate just as much as boys." I whispered.

I sat forward as I withdrew my fingers from my panties, carefully adjusting the material while keeping my legs closed so that Richard did not see what lay between them, keeping the tease going by hiding what he wanted to see most.

His cock lurched as I got to my feet and approached him.

He was flushed and breathing a little hard from my tease, his cock was swollen and twitching against his stomach the tip way past the belly button, it was truly huge compared to all the other guys I had played games with but I could tell that the he would be close to shooting his load in no time unless I was careful. 

I stood astride his legs, facing away; backing up until my ass pressed right against his cock the shaft firmly nestled between my cheeks pressing against the string of my panties. I rubbed against it and was rewarded with a gasp from Richard to go with a wet thong, made sticky by the trickle of pre cum running down his shaft and over my cheeks. 

Easing up a little I reached back and took a firm hold of his cock, pulling it away from his belly as I pushed it between my legs. 

Holding him firm I sat down a little so that the shaft pushed against my panties along the crevice of my pussy, they were soaked with a mixture of juices from my orgasm and the clear liquid coating his cock. 

The only thing between him and me was the flimsiest strip of material.

He squirmed under me, "Don't move or take your hands from the seat or it's over." I warned him, he stopped moving holding his breath, waiting.

Starting with a slow smooth rhythm I moved my hips in a rocking motion so that my panty covered slit gently rubbed against the shaft of his cock. 

My bare cheeks pressed into his lower belly on the 'back' motion, the head of his cock dipped each time I moved forward, both it and a good few inches of shaft stuck out from between my legs where it oozed a steady stream of pre cum.

I was careful not to make contact with it, afraid that he would cum too soon.

The heat was building between my legs, a tickling knot in my stomach that sent shivers of pleasure through my lower belly causing the muscle of my inner thigh to jump. Desperate for a little more contact I took a chance on him shooting his load and settled down just a tiny fraction, creating just enough pressure to nudge my outer lips apart causing the soft material of my panties to ride up a little creating a 'camels toe' and exposing the soft skin either side of my mound.

Richard made a little noise in his throat and I froze for a second thinking he was about to lose it. His cock twitched a little, flicking back and forth against my panties as I gave him a moment to calm down.

When his breathing had slowed a little I glanced back over my shoulder.

"You like this?" I asked.

"Yes" came the breathy reply.

"Give me your right hand Richard." I said.

He let go of the seat and reached out at my side, I took hold of him placing my hand over his and guided it to my right breast where I rubbed the tips of his fingers gently against my nipple. It was hard, sticking out proud from the light brown areola. Butterflies fluttered deep in my stomach as I pressed his hand over the firm mound, taking my hand from his as he got bolder. 

His confidence growing he cupped my breast and squeezed it gently, his shaft seemed to swell between my legs as he ran his thumb over the nipple, I jerked from the harder touch as a warmth spread down my belly moistening my pussy. 

I looked down at the engorged tip of his cock, glistening and slick, again I was tempted to sit down on it and take as much of his length inside me as I could but his breath was coming in short ragged gasps and I knew that he could cum at any second. 

I felt his cock swell; twitching uncontrollably as he was about to cum, quick as I could I swung my leg over his and knelt in front of him, taking his cock in my hand. 

He gasped as I gripped it hard, holding onto it tight by pinching my fingers and thumb together just under the head keeping him still until the pulsing died and his breathing calmed, his cock softened just a little. 

"I think someone was getting a little too close already." I said. 

His voice was suddenly no more than a whisper as he said, "sorry."

"Good job I know a few tricks." I said smiling up at him.

As I let go of him a silvery line of sticky mess trailed from my fingers to his cock.

He passed me a tissue, again going red with embarrassment. 

I dabbed most of it off but left a little on the end of my forefinger, the look on his face was priceless as I touched the tip of my tongue to it then slowly eased forward, my breasts crushed against his knees as I held his cock at the very base, both my hands clasped around it as I bent it toward me and slowly ran my tongue around the perimeter of the head. 

He almost jumped from the seat as I brought the head to my mouth and placed it between my lips, his cock swelling at my touch as it grew quickly. 

There was no way I could fit even half of his length in my mouth but was content to hear his moans as I licked and caressed the enormous shaft.

As soon as I felt the warning signs I let go, he was gasping again and gave a little whimper. "Please let me do it, it aches."

"Don't you want to see everything first?" I asked him, a little thrill rippling through my belly.

"Yes" he said, still breathless.

"Tell me what you would like to see Richard." I teased.

His answer was unexpected because he used a word that I don't normally like to hear and was probably a product of his porn movie sex education.

"Your cunt," he said without hesitation.

I was even more surprised that his use of the word 'cunt' instead of pussy or similar sent a shudder of excitement through me, moistening my own 'cunt.'

He gazed at my soaked panties as I stood up

I looked down and saw that they were clinging to my mound highlighting the shape of my vagina, the tight slit clearly visible where the material had been pushed up between my lips. It had stuck there my panties were now virtually a thong front and back with only the most intimate parts of my pussy still covered.

Again the little tremble a trickle of moisture wetting the tiny strip of material.

His gaze never left my panties as I backed up until I felt the edge of the desk touching the back of my legs, slowly I turned, bent over it and opened my legs so that my feet were just over shoulder width apart at the same time pushing my hips out.

Reaching between my legs I eased the thong to one side exposing my pussy to him for the first time, I pushed my fingers over the sopping lips a few times feeling the damp folds part as I rubbed back and forth.

I lifted my right knee up and out to the edge of the desk, widening my thighs, opening everything up to him and encouraging him to look. 

"I like to do this." I said. Then positioning both my index and middle finger carefully between my lips and slid them slowly inside, submerging my fingers as deep as possible, I looked over my shoulder and saw his cock pulse flicking a line of pre cum over his belly.

"Don't you dare touch your cock," I warned. 

Richard only nodded in agreement, lost for words as he watched my fingers plunge in and out, I used long strokes, building up a rhythm, getting a little quicker as my orgasm built, the thong rubbed against my hand as I worked my fingers back and forth but I was too far gone to stop and remove it.

My legs were shaking so much I had to turn and lay back. 

My legs were wide apart with my heels resting on the desk my buttocks at the very edge, my thong still pulled to one side exposing most of my pussy; Richards's eyes never left the spot between my legs. He licked his lips as I pushed my fingers in and out more frantically, my other hand moving over my clit in short jerky movements a muscle in my thigh jumping in time. I closed my eyes, concentrating on the tension building, gasping as I rubbed my hand over my soaking slit, my thighs trembled as my climax hit and I let out a low moan as my juices flooded out over my fingers, soaking my thighs as I clamped them shut keeping the pressure on my sensitive nub by working my thumb over it, prolonging the delicious feeling for as long as possible.

My second orgasm lasted much longer than my first leaving me gasping for breath, but still it wasn't enough.

Richard had been a good boy keeping his hand off his cock even though it must have been agony for him.

He stayed still, holding his breath again as I slipped off the desk and straddled his legs, facing him this time with my breasts pressed tightly against his chest the shaft of his cock sandwiched between us rubbing against my pubic area, the tip of it smearing pre cum just under my boobs. 

His cock felt big and it felt good as I ground my hips against him wondering if I could make it grow still bigger before he exploded.

I closed my eyes and focused on the tingling sensation that reached from my toes all the way up to the dampness of my crotch and on up to where my sensitive nipples rubbed against his chest. Everything seemed hyper sensitive and it wouldn't take much for me to cum again.

I whispered to Richard. "Stay still, let me do everything."

Again he could only manage a nod.

Reaching down between us I grabbed his erection and gently pulled it away from his belly, I stood up on my toes and positioned it under me inching back down until the head was nestled against my panties then moved it slowly back and forth massaging my labia through the tiny strip of material, increasing the pressure with every movement until I had pushed the last of the tiny barrier aside and his cock brushed against my bare slit for the first time.

He gasped as I held him tighter still and inched down again only stopping as I felt the very tip of his cock begin to part the outer lips of my pussy.

I rocked my hips forward and back very slowly using very small movements so that my pussy lips just brushed the head of his cock, streams of pre cum oozed out over my fingers and down his shaft. I could feel my orgasm building again and altered my grip on his penis, slipping my hand along the slick length until it was about half way down making him gasp and suck in a breath.

I followed my hand down by dipping my hips slowly increasing the pressure on his cock until the slick folds of my pussy finally parted folding over the head. 

I could feel Richard trembling.

My stomach did a little flip, sending a little trickle of excitement down his shaft to mix with his pre cum there as I remembered this was his first time.

I gave him a moment to get used to the feeling then sank down so that the first four inches or so of his cock sank between my lips. 

"Mmm that feels good." I breathed in his ear, moving my hips up and down a little, working back and forth over those first few inches, building up a rhythm, getting nice and wet knowing there was a lot more cock beneath me.

My pussy was soaking as I squirmed further down on him taking about half his length this time, linking my hands behind his head to steady myself as I worked my hips coating his cock with my juices, taking my time as I slowly worked down towards the base of his huge length. 

Wondering how it would feel.

And would I be able to take all of it.

Richard was breathing really hard, "I'm sorry it's going to do it." He said.

His cock began to swell and spasm pulsing against the walls of my pussy.

Taking a deep breath I tried to sit right down on him, taking almost all of him inside me as I felt the first spurts of cum. 

I gripped his shoulders and pulled him close as I rose up on my toes until just the first few inches of his cock jerked inside me. 

I squeezed my pussy tight on his shaft so that it would not slip free causing cum to spill out from between my legs helping to lube his shaft as I sat all the way down. 

The feeling was uncomfortable at first taking my breath as the full length of his cock filled my pussy, then incredible as I got used to the feeling, his cock jerked inside me rubbing against the sensitive flesh bringing me closer to my own orgasm. 




Office Fun (After Elevator Story)



I gritted my teeth as I ground my bare pussy down onto him, his pubic hairs tickling slightly, becoming matted as his cum spilled out of me.

I eased off him a little and rode up and down the first two thirds of his cock increasing the pace as my climax built, pushing down on his shoulders for balance almost jumping as he took a nipple in his mouth and sucked hard, saying nothing as he loosed the chair and gripped my ass, squeezing the damp cheeks.

Close now I tensed my thighs and squeezed my pussy hard, her slick walls gripping and rubbing against his throbbing shaft as I bobbed my ass up and down letting out a cry as I finally joined him in orgasm my pussy pulsing as I managed to sit right down on his full length again, making a squelching sound as I hit bottom. 

His cum continued to flow as I rocked my hips and added my own juices to the wet mess between my legs.

Unbelievably his cock still jerked inside me pumping cum with long uncontrollable spasms. 

It felt like I came for minutes.

As I slowed my hips to a gentle rock I could feel Richards cum leaking out my pussy running out from between my legs coating my thighs, his balls and making a mess of the new chair. 

Nothing I had ever experienced before compared to Richards's orgasm, it was his second 'cum' of the night and he had produced more 'stuff' than when I have 'played' with two or three guys at once.

We parted rather messily, there was nothing to do with the chair except hide it in one of the store cupboards, my panties were a soaking ruined mess so I took them off.

I grabbed some tissues and dabbed at the liquid still dribbling from between my legs as Richard wiped himself down best he could.

He smiled at me a little sheepishly as he gathered up his boxers and trousers and headed off to the toilets, he hadn't spoken yet, still a little shy if a not lot more experienced than he was an hour ago.

"See you back here." I called to him, he waved back in answer.

Picking up my panties I started the long walk back to the executive wash rooms.

Tissues were just not going to do the job, there was no way that I could wear my clothes with the mess I was in so once again I walked the corridors completely naked but for my heels, again feeling the thrill of being 'naughty.'

I showered letting the water rinse the last of the mess from between my legs, dried off then wrapped my soaking panties in a wad of tissue.

The walk back was just as erotic and despite my recent orgasm I wasn't surprised to feel a fresh trickle of excitement dampen my lips.

Richard was waiting for me, as I walked towards him his eyes danced back and forth between my pussy and my breasts, again there was a little jolt of excitement as he admired my naked body

I pulled on my blouse, not bothering to fasten it.

"Tonight was a one off." I said. "I hope that you will keep it to yourself because if this got out then only one of us would be working here."

He blushed.

"I won't say anything, promise." He said quietly. "Thank you anyway it's been the best night ever."

"Better than wanking while watching a DVD?" I said gesturing to the PC.

He flushed and ejected the disc which he had clearly forgotten about.

We said our good nights and I left him to shut everything down and tidy up. 

Back at the office where I had been working I collected my bag, stuffed my bra, panties and skirt inside and shut down my work station.

I fastened the blouse, checking out my reflection in the office window. 

It was short and only just covered my pussy, I turned and took a few steps, watching over my shoulder and I could see that it rode up as I walked, exposing my cheeks.

Happy with the effect I made my way out of reception, using my pass key to let me out of the building, enjoying the night air as it played over my bare skin.

I walked the short distance to my car, sitting there for a while playing the nights games over in my head. I touched a finger between my legs and it came away wet. 

A wicked thought came to me.

I had walked naked around the offices knowing full well there was no one to see me and that for the last few days the security cameras had not been operational. 

Driving in just my blouse would be the same as driving in a very short skirt, again no one would know.

The question was what would I do when I got back to the hotel?

There was always a night porter on reception.

Would I reach into my bag and put on my skirt?

Or would I chance it?

I smiled.

I think you know the answer.

J xx



Office Fun Can Be Great



I was going to make a trip down to the Florida Keys to escape the damn snow that was forecast. The temperatures haven't been higher than the thirties during the day for the past couple of weeks and dipping down to single digits at night. I've had enough and recently made the decision to take an early retirement and get out of this God forsaken weather once and for all.

I'm Bill, fifty-two years old and have worked for the same company for almost thirty years and my pension along with my investments will let me live fairly comfortably as long as I don't go wild with expenses. I didn't want to retire early but the weather finally got the best of me and the company was offering the employees golden parachute type of inducements for early retirements. I gave up skiing ten years ago and might as well give up golf as bad as the weather is in this part of our country. I am talking about upstate New Hampshire and for the past several years we have had snow on the ground from mid-October until early April. This isn't living; it is more like just existing.

Leah, my extremely competent and brilliant secretary has been with me for the last twelve years and while there has never been anything other than a boss-secretary relationship between us I am absolutely certain I would never have enjoyed the success I have had in my job without her. She's in her mid thirties, attractive and has what looks to be a decent figure. She lost her husband just about the same time my wife passed away back about six years ago. I had no idea how she was going to take the news.

It was going to take me a little time to wind down from my job with all the things that were still going on that needed my attention. The company has been far too good to me over the years for me to just walk out the door and leave those things undone and put them in that kind of a bind. I'd still be here for the better part of another month.

Now that I had made the decision I had one major unpleasant task in front of me and that was to tell Leah of my plans. As I said, I wasn't sure of how she was going to take the news. Her work area is directly outside my office and I got up and walked out to her desk and said,

"Leah, will you please tell the switchboard to hold all calls to you or me and then please come into my office."

"What's up Bill? You are sounding so mysterious."

I didn't answer her but just turned and went back to my desk and she was right behind me.

"Please close the door Leah"

She did and when she had seated herself I said,

"I have some news that I don't know how you will take but the only thing I can do is to tell you. I have decided to take the early retirement package the company is offering and I wanted you to be the first to know."

She threw her hands up and covered her face with them and said. 

"Oh God no. When will be your last day?"

"Today is the second and I'll finish out the month. I'll be going up to tell the CEO of my plans when you and I are finished talking and I think he will appreciate that I am going to finish up all the things I have been working on before leaving." 

She blurted out, "Oh Bill, I'll never work for anyone else," as the tears poured out of her.

I joked, "Leah the next guy will never have all of my faults. You'll have it a lot easier."

"Now you are going to have to wipe your eyes and put a smile on your face, regardless of how phony, and not let anyone see you like this."

She dropped her hands saying, "I don't give a shit what anyone else sees me doing."

That took my breath away for I had never even heard her use the word 'damn' in all the years I had known her.

Getting up and coming around my desk I put my arms on her shoulders saying, "I'm going to miss you too. My life will never be the same without you in it but I'll just have to make do."

"I know, I'll feel the same way. I guess I knew that you would retire at some time but I always thought it was way out in the future."

Gently lifting her to her feet I put my arms around her pulling her to me. 

"Leah, this is going to be a huge change for both of us but somehow we'll manage."

She threw herself against my chest and really began to bawl.

Oh hell, what do I do now? There is a box of tissues in my desk drawer and I leaned down and got them for her.

"C'mon, we'll get through this together. You and I are going to have another one of our trips that we will be taking before I leave and we are going to have to get ready for it. I am going to need all of your brains and thoughts about it." 

She and I made a trip about once a month to clients and prospects all around the country. The trips would usually last several days and I'd bring her into the meetings where she would take down everything that was said of any importance in shorthand and then type her notes up on her laptop after the meeting was over. Frequently we would fly into the first city on a trip in an evening, get a hotel room and then get to the client's office the first thing the next morning. The meetings would usually last until lunch and then we'd be flying to the next meeting getting there in the early evening and get ready for the next mornings meeting with another client. Leah would be typing her notes from the first meeting into her laptop while we were in the air or driving and then after my review, and possible changes, would Email them back to the home office that night where they would be printed on company letterhead. One of the secretaries there, who did a good job with my signature, would sign the letters and get them in the mail. The client would generally receive the letters before Leah and I actually made it back to the main office. Talk about hectic!

Since this was undoubtedly going to be my last trip, I was going to clear up everything unresolved with a ton of clients. The trip was going to take us to Richmond, Raleigh, Atlanta, Jacksonville, Tampa and then ending in Miami. Some of these cities had multiple clients so we'd have enough time to take care of them on this one trip. All in all we would be gone for the better part of two weeks but I'd have cleared the board with everything needing to be done with all of those accounts.

Once again she made all of the flight, rental car and hotel reservations. We would fly into Richmond where we would pick up the rental car we would use to take us to the hotel and then on to the various clients offices for the rest of the trip. With perhaps one exception the distances between the other cities were too small to go through the hassle of flying.

We left on a Sunday night and the visits to Richmond and Raleigh went great. We solved all the issues that had been outstanding at both accounts and even picked up a large order from our customer in Raleigh. Leah was busier than hell entering all the info in her lap-top and was able to transmit it to our home office late each night. 

The drive to Atlanta took longer than I thought it would and we didn't get in to the hotel there until after six. No problem ... We agreed to meet in the lounge in an hour and that gave us time to get a shower and changed into casual clothes. 

She got there before me and had managed to get a nice corner table and had also arranged with the maitre de to save us a prime table in the dining room an hour after we arrived in the lounge. This woman does everything and does it well.

We had our usual drinks of scotch on the rocks and at first just clinked glasses and settled down to some serious conversation. It touched on every possible subject and she finally asked if I had a gal pal that I would be sharing the rest of my life with and I almost choked and said,

"Leah, my investments and pension will enable me to live a comfortable life but as much as that would be nice they weren't going to be enough to support a wife. Besides, who would want an old guy like me?"

"You might be surprised." She answered

We finished our drinks and ordered another and I told the waiter as he took that order that he could serve them in the dining room. He hustled over to tell the maitre de that we were ready to eat and then went to the bar to get our drinks.

Dinner was pretty good considering we were eating in a hotel. Some of these places don't go out of their way to serve first class offerings figuring that many of their customers weren't ever going to be frequent regulars.

I ordered a bottle of a nice Merlot to be served with dinner and we did manage to put a hell of a dent in the bottle. Our conversation continued, almost without any interruption, from what we had been chatting about when we first sat down in the lounge. She is one great conversationalist. We hit the sack around eleven and met for breakfast at seven the next morning. 

We were only about a mile from the next client and we got there right at eight-thirty. We had been in their office a number of times in the past so it was like a meeting of old friends rather than a vendor and their customer. They were teasing Leah about looking tired and questioned her about boyfriends and wondered teasingly if that was the reason she was looking a bit run down. A few minutes of that and they realized that something was wrong and they might be treading on dangerous ground and they stopped the teasing.

After they got through teasing her they had a ball reminiscing about my last time on the golf course with some of them. It was a round of golf I'd just as soon forget. I couldn't do a damn thing right and it was the worst round of golf I had ever played. These bandits were never going to let me forget it but we all had a good laugh about it. When I announced that I was going to be retiring the room went deathly quiet. The teasing stopped and they all got very serious with their comments and best wishes and they let me know they would never forget the relationship we had developed over the years. Their CEO and I had become close friends and he got me aside and said to call if I ever wanted a job in Atlanta. He would reassign his present manager of marketing and put me to work the next day in that position. That was an unbelievably touching thing for him to offer. Leah heard part of it and broke down completely. I shook hands all around and said we had better be getting to our next appointment. Leah ran out of the place and jumped into our car and cried her heart out. I just started the car and headed for Jacksonville.

It was another hour before she regained her composure and apologized for her action. I assured her that it was a tough time for all of us and for her not to worry about it.

It was over a three hundred mile drive so we had to keep moving if we wanted to get there for dinner and that was kind of important since we hadn't had any lunch. Fortunately it was all going to be Interstate so we could make some good time if I just kept our speed at five miles over the limit. 

Sure enough we pulled into the motel parking lot right at five-thirty. She had been busy the whole drive typing up her notes from our Atlanta meeting so we hadn't talked much on the trip.

Our meeting the next day wasn't scheduled until one PM so we were going to get a good nights rest. It was a Marriott motel and looked fairly new. There were three accounts we had to visit in town so we were going to be here for a few days. We each were going to have a room with a queen size bed and a large flat screen TV so any sports that were on were going to be enjoyed to the fullest. For the first time they were adjoining rooms but that didn't make much difference.....or so I thought.

We went down the road to a great little restaurant that specialized in fish, where we each had fresh shrimp cocktails and then broiled grouper. We accompanied the fish with our usual glasses of scotch and thought we were in heaven.

An hour after getting back to our rooms I heard a slight knock on the door between our rooms. I opened the door in mine to see Leah standing there ---- absolutely naked. Holy shit. She melted into my arms saying, 

"Bill, I have wanted to have sex with you for years but knew if we did it might spoil our working relationship. Now that you are leaving we don't have a working relationship any longer so there is nothing to spoil." 

As she was saying all that she melted into my arms again and threw her arms around my neck and locked her lips to mine. Damn, I never knew she was built like this. She had great tits that were hard and firm with a very small waist. What have I been looking at all these years? I thought she just had an OK body. I never realized it was this nice. 

I took her by the hand and led her to the bed and was stripping off my shirt and unbuckling my pants with the other hand as we walked. By the time we got to the edge of the bed I had left a trail of clothes from the door to her room right up to the bed. I gave her a slight push and she was flat on the bed looking up at me with the warmest most inviting eyes I had ever seen. I slid my Jockeys off and fell on the bed alongside of her. Whew, I never expected anything like this. What a going away present!

Sliding down on the bed I brought my mouth to hers and resumed the kiss she had started. I let one hand tenderly move down to cup a breast and let my index finger lightly massage the nipple. Her moans started right then and I could feel them through her mouth. Still keeping my mouth locked to hers I moved the hand I had on her breast down to her crotch and began prying the lips of hr pussy open so my fingers could search out her clit. Whew, it was the largest clit I ever felt. It was hard from the attention it was getting and it protruded at least an inch. As my fingers twirled around it and lightly flicked the end of it her moans became louder by the second. 

She moved her mouth from mine to say somewhat breathlessly, "Bill, you are terrific. Where did you learn to do this stuff? God, you could bring me to orgasm just with your hands."

That sounded great but I replied, "Well, if my fingers are that good let's see how you rate my mouth."

As I was saying this I moved down so my mouth was almost touching the lips of her pussy and then I moved in. I used my fingers on each hand to spread her pussy lips to let my mouth penetrate deeper so my tongue could do its magic on her clit. I worked on it for a few minutes and then pulled my mouth away and folded three fingers together and slipped them into her pussy. Once they were in all the way I spread them apart and began to quickly move each of them back and forth independently of the others and that put her over the top. 

"Oh God, Bill, I can't take much more of that. Please stop and put your cock deep inside of me." 

I moved up so I was holding her down with my weight. My knees wedged her legs apart and she spread them even wider, lifting them until she could hug my hips. I propped myself up on my elbows so I could watch her expression as my erection probed her, and pushed until I was all the way inside of her. 

She let out a little screech and quickly covered her mouth to muffle her sounds afraid that other guests would call the front desk about something wrong going on in my room.

I began a slow but steady thrusting letting my cock go all the way in before pulling it out almost all the way before driving it back in to the bottom. I dropped my face to hers and let my tongue search out hers as I locked my lips to hers. Our kissing along with my thrusting went on for what seemed like hours before we both were riding the crest of orgasms. Whew, this time it was me who was making all the noise as I exploded deep inside of her. Her nails were scratching my back as she threw her hips high as her own orgasm overcame her.

I held myself up off her on my elbows looking down at her saying,

"Whew, I could get used to that in a hurry."

"Me too" she replied.

I rolled off her and just lay there as my breathing was fighting to get back to normal. She was the same way and we looked at each other and just laughed. She rolled to face me saying,

"We both might give some thought to getting into some serious exercise programs," and laughed again.

I responded with, "Would one that recommended day and night sex qualify?"

She answered back with, "I don't know but if you find one that does maybe we can get a special discount if we join together."

"Leah this is the biggest surprise I ever had. I too wanted to have sex with you over all the years we worked together but was afraid if I made a move on you it would be considered sexual harassment and that would have ended everything for me in the company. I'm sorry that I had to resign to have it all happen." 

"Yeah but just hush up for right now and kiss my breasts the way you did before."

"How about if I just pull the comforter down and we get under the covers and cuddle. I'll spoon to you with my cock rubbing your ass and my hand cupping your breast. You can turn your face over your shoulder so I can have a clear shot at it to kiss you."

"That sounds like a great idea," as she got up and pulled the covers down to let us get under them.

I'm not sure which of us fell asleep first but I know neither of us were awake very long after the cuddling began.

Sometime during the night I was awakened with her moving her hips around and that rubbed her ass against my cock. It didn't take long before I was harder than hell and slipped it in her from the rear. 

All I heard was, "Oh God yes, fuck me Bill. Fuck me."

Well the least I could do was to honor her request.

I grabbed her hips and began to really drive into her as deeply as I could. The harder I drove it in her the harder she threw her hips back to me. Whew, she is a terrific piece of ass. This went on for a good few minutes before I felt her explode that was followed by my own climax. 

Once again we were both panting fast and furious. She pulled away and turned to face me to put one of her hands on either side of the back of my head and pulled me to her for another deep kiss. 

"Leah, have you ever been told you are one sexy gal?"

"No, but it's nice to hear it from you."

I laughingly said, "We'd better get some sleep or neither of us will be worth a damn in the morning."

She followed on with, "You're right but what a great way to be worn out."

She awoke somewhere close to ten and after a few long and deep kisses she went back to her room to shower and get ready for the day. I did the same in my bathroom and we were both ready by eleven and went downstairs to the restaurant for breakfast. We locked up the connecting doors between the rooms before leaving and Leah messed up her bed so the maid could report, if asked, that both beds in the adjoining rooms had been slept in!

Our afternoon meeting went fantastic. I solved the outstanding issues in a half-hour and got another order larger than the one I got up in Raleigh. What a great day, I'd had an unbelievable piece of ass, solved some ticklish problems with the account and got a super order and it wasn't even three-thirty. Once again I announced my retirement plans and went around shaking hands and we were back in the motel before five.

We had another meeting in town for the next afternoon so we had almost another whole day to do with as we pleased. I knew what was going to be at the top of the list?

Before leaving that account we asked for recommendations for the best restaurant in the area. We received suggestions from three different people and one place topped all three lists. We were off to dinner.

It really was a nice place. The silverware was silver and the crystal was actually crystal. Of course the prices went right along with everything else. But, and this was the main thing ... the food and service were superb.

Strangely about half way through dinner Leah began sobbing. When I asked what she as crying about all she would say was that this was probably going to be one our final good dinners. She finally stopped and dried her eyes before finishing her dinner. We then sat and talked for some time while sipping some great cognac. It was really one of the finest dinners I had ever enjoyed and I have been fortunate enough to have eaten in first class places all over the world.




Office Fun Can Be Great



We had taken a taxi to the restaurant and the maitre de arranged to have one waiting for us to take us back to the motel when we stepped outside.

Like the last couple of nights we each went into our separate rooms and then opened the adjoining room doors. Once again we celebrated the dinner and the fact that we were back in the rooms with some huge kisses.

When we were both nude I asked her to get up on her hands and knees. I was going to fuck her from the rear. She must love it this way for she set some kind of record assuming the position.

I moved the head of my cock in line with her pussy lips and gave a little push. It went in her an inch or so before I grabbed her hips and pulled her at me hard, That did it. I was buried to the hilt and she had let out a huge moan and, 

"Oh Bill, do me. Do me hard. Ram it to me."

She no sooner had that last statement out of her mouth that my thrusting was acting like a pile driver ramming my rock hard cock deep inside of her. My balls were slapping against her crotch and she had reached down between her legs and was massaging my balls in time with my thrusts. It didn't take long before we were both having humongous orgasms.

We lay there coming down from our orgasms and just chatting with her running her fingers up and down the shaft of my cock. It was as if she was tracing the veins in it and then coming up to encircle the head of it. She did that for a little while before lowering her head and taking my soft cock all the way in her mouth. She worked on it for a while before giving up on it as a lost cause.

"Damn, can't you get it hard again?" she moaned.

"Geez honey, I just shot a load about ten minutes ago. I didn't recharge that fast even when I was just a young boy never mind an old man. Are you sure you don't want to change your mind about hanging out with a guy my age?"

"Hey about a change of subject?" I asked.

"How about if we pull on some jeans and sweat shirts and go down to that country bar down the road for some scotch and country music?" 

"God, if you tell me you like country music I'll flip out." She said almost jumping off the bed. "I LOVE country music, it is probably my favorite."

We were dressed in a few minutes and sitting at the bar in a real country tavern enjoying the jukebox of old country tunes. All of a sudden the music stopped and then restarted again only this time it wasn't the jukebox it was a few guys up on a small stage with banjos and guitars and the small crowd gave them a nice hand.

They went through a few well-known old tunes when Leah went up to them and chatted a bit and then stayed there when they began playing again. The tune was a real oldie, "Let me call you sweetheart." Except this time it was being sung by one of the sweetest voices I ever heard, ... Leah's. Holy shit, this girl can really sing. I'm not a bad singer myself and as she got near the end of the song I went up to the stage and harmonized the last few bars with her.

As we harmonized the last few notes her eyes went wide and the smile she threw at me was terrific. When we finished the song the crowd went nuts and she threw her arms around me and gave me a kiss to end all kisses. We made our way back to the bar only to be greeted by the owner. He made a signal to the bartender and said, "These folks are drinking on me." And then to us, "If you ever want a gig in my place just look me up. You'll be hired on the spot."

She was all bubbly saying, "I didn't know you can sing."

"That makes us even. I just thought you were a nice looking piece of ass."

"I'm going to smack you," she said with a laugh."

"How about just giving me a 'bust in the mouth' looking down at her chest?"

When the small band finished their set the leader came over and said," Hey you guys are good. Can we get you to do another couple of songs?"

Leah just looked at me and asked, "What do you know."

I responded with, "How about 'Have you ever been lonely, have you ever been blue ....?"

She jumped at it, "That's one of my favorites," The band leader said, "You're on. I know it well." 

At the next set started he asked us back up on the stage and the crowd gave us a nice, but small, round of applause as we rose to sing.

It was as if we had rehearsed the number many times the way we sang it. We didn't take out eyes off each other for the entire song and as we were singing the last line the crowd went a little crazy with their applause. The cries of "More, more, more" had us smiling but thrilled beyond our wildest dreams. Damn, we really are compatible.

Once again the owner came over to ask us if we were sure we didn't want to take a job with him. We looked at each other and Leah answered, "No, I don't think we want to get into that but if we can get a few free drinks anytime we appear on your stage that will be enough. We'll even call and tell you when we are going to be in town so you can put an ad in the paper telling everyone we'll be here." And with all that the three of us burst into laughter.

We were back in the motel shortly after our conversation with the bar owner and by then my cock was ready to go. It wasn't long before she had it buried almost to her tonsils. I entwined my fingers through her hair and pulled her down on it even further. I was beginning to get really hard and she started to bob up and down while her fingers were holding my balls ever so gently. Her tits were brushing against my knees and that was turning me on big time. She soon had me rock-hard and was taking most of my seven inches in deeply and then up to the point where she was just holding the head of my cock in her warm mouth. She would then flick her tongue around the head of it and sort of force my slit apart with the tip of her tongue. I never had felt anything like it before and I was soon getting that warm feeling deep inside. I reached down and put a hand on each side of her head and pulled her to me as I started to spurt my love juices deep in her throat. She swallowed every drop I was shooting and was soon slurping up every other drop coming out of me.

"Damn, for a rotten singer you give a great blowjob" I joked and she came back with, "Heck, your rotten voice kept driving me off key. It was all I could do to stay close to the basic tune," and we both roared.

"Hey honey, not to blow our own horn but we were darn good on that stage tonight. We'll have to come up with a few more songs." I suggested.

"I know. I just couldn't think of any when that bandleader asked us. We'll have to come up with some on our drive to Tampa and then onto Miami before turning for home. We can even rehearse them in the car. We can always change our itinerary and come back here when we are through in Miami and go back on stage with our new act." She said with a huge laugh.

We had a couple of drinks out of the little room liquor refrigerator before hitting the sack. Sleep came quickly.

The next day our appointment was for one-thirty so we had the entire morning for ourselves. I awoke first and slid my mouth over to one of her tits and began to use my tongue on the nipple. Holy shit, it didn't take much and she was going crazy.

I soon had my fingers down searching for her clit to get it to come out to play. It didn't take long and it was out and ready for action. Instead of making this be manual sex I rolled on top of her and put my arms under her legs and lifted them high. I soon had them up on my shoulders as I was positioning my cock in front of her pussy lips. I gave a smooth push and I slipped in almost to the hilt. From there on I slid all the way in and my arms were around her legs and my hands were each cupping a breast. This time our sex wasn't going to be calm and easy. I was ramming my cock deep inside of her and kept going harder and harder and she was tossing her head from side to side with her hair flying. 

She grunted, "Oh God Bill. Keep going this way. I've never been fucked like this before."

I slowed my thrusting down a lot for I wanted this to last for a while. Sure enough I let her legs come down from my shoulders and she wrapped them around the small of my back as she pulled my face to hers to give me one of her great warm kisses. Her tongue was halfway down my throat as I felt the heat rising in my balls and I was soon filling her warm pussy with my juices. When she felt me coming it got her going even wilder and she exploded a few minutes later and I felt her juices lubricate her pussy even more than it was. We lay like that for a bit before one of us suggested we get up and get our showers and dress for the day and drop down for breakfast before going over to the account.

Our meeting the next day went pretty much the same as the others and we were able to leave there just after lunch for the two hundred mile drive down to Tampa. The drive was great. The traffic for some reason was very light and we laughed and sang all the way. Besides being fantastic in the sack she is one hell of a fun person to be with. If we ever get back to that country bar in Jacksonville we'll be ready with a few more songs.

We checked into the motel and once again, even though it was wasteful, took two rooms to keep up the proper image for the accountants n the home office when they went over our expense reports. After changing into casual clothes we met at the lounge and she had arrived there first and managed to get a corner table completely quiet. Whew, she must have wanted privacy.

She timed it perfectly for as I was taking my chair the waiter was serving my scotch. She sure knows me well.

"Bill, I need to talk to you." She said in a somewhat quiet voice. 

"Sure, go."

"Well, if you will remember when you first told me of your retirement I asked if you had a gal pal you were going to share it with. You said something to the effect that with your pension and your investments you were going to be able to get by but you weren't going to have enough for a wife, Do you remember that?"

"Yes, you have quoted me almost verbatim."

As I was saying that she was going through her purse and brought out an envelope and handed it to me.

"What's this?" I asked.

"Open it and see."

I did and then almost choked. It was a check made out to me in the amount of seven figures. "What kind of joke is this Leah?"

"Well you said you couldn't have a woman in your life with you just having a pension and investments. That check ought to remove that concern and will let me ask the big question, Bill, will you marry me?"

"Are you shitting me. Is this check real?"

"Yes it is Bill.

"Where the hell did you get this money?"

"Damn, you are nosy. You shouldn't ask that kind of question?"

"Sure I should if the police are going to be coming after me for having it."

"Well, if you must know my ex father owned several businesses and was quite rich. When he died seven years ago he left all of his money and businesses to my ex husband. When he died six years ago it all reverted to me. So does that satisfy you?" 

"Wow, besides your being a good piece of ass you are wealthy. Why did you keep working as a secretary?"

"I'm embarrassed to tell you but it was because of you. I have loved you for a long time and every day of my life for the past number of years I couldn't wait to get to the office in the morning in order to see you." 

"Oh my God. And to think I was feeling the same for you during all those years." 

"Well, now that you know the money is real, what's your answer?"

"Does this mean I will have to stop fucking all of those other girls?" I asked with a big smile.

"No, not at all as long as you aren't going to mind going through the rest of your life without a cock. I'll cut that thing off if you even look at another gal once we get married."

"Leah, you are going to have to forgive me for this has taken me as a huge surprise. I am damn near speechless but to answer your question, YES, YES, Yes, I will."

She leaped across the table wrapped her arms around my neck and then signaled the waiter about something. In a few minutes he was at our table with a bottle of Dom Perignon champagne. Damn, is this how the rich live I asked?

As the waiter was uncorking it he looked at Leah and said, "I assume he said yes."

I answered him saying "What normal guy in the whole world would refuse a

lovely gal like her?" and looking over at Leah she was smiling from ear to ear.

He simply smiled and poured the bubbly.

Well, the rest of our little cocktail hour was a riot. I was laughing about the way she sprung it on me and she was giddy about the fact she was able to totally surprise me. I figured I had to get back at her so I stood and tapped on the water glass with a piece of silverware and when I thought I had everyone in the rooms attention said,

"Ladies and gentlemen. I have an announcement to make. This pretty thing next me has just proposed marriage to me and I have accepted. There's only one problem, she says I have to give up taking all of the other gals in our company to bed. Now is that unfair or not?"

The whole room burst out laughing and the guys were all on my side that is until Leah jumped up saying, "My turn. Sit down buster and give the girls a chance. Ladies his name is Bill, which as you know is short for William, and I have promised him if he even looks with interest at the other gals in our company, or any company for that matter, they will be calling him Wilhemena. The reason for the name change will be necessary because I will have used a very sharp knife to remove those items he has that make him a William. Now girls what do you think?"

The laughter was even louder.

I turned to her and gave her a kiss deeper than I'd bet any of the other women in the room had ever received. I do love this woman and it isn't something that just came to the fore during this short trip. As I said earlier, I have cared for her for a very long time.

When our kiss was over the entire room stood and gave us a thunderous ovation. It choked me up and it made Leah break down completely. I hugged her and helped her back into her chair.

We sat there laughing and sipping the champagne and just having a great time. It was hard to count the number of other guests who dropped by our table to wish us well and to just share a laugh or two with us. It was all very nice.

"Leah, I while I made a nice income from my job I never knew what it was like to be wealthy and you have made me that way with your check. I hope you have a few more bucks left for yourself in case you get pissed off at me and want to bolt."

"Have no fear Billy boy. Someday, when I know you better, I'll tell you just how much your new bride-to-be is worth." She said with a devilish kind of grin.

After all that happened since we sat down in the lounge neither of us were very hungry. We found we could be served a light meal at the table in the lounge and that is what we did. By then the champagne was finished so we accompanied the light meal with a nice bottle of Merlot.

That night in bed was something special. Nothing anywhere near as rambunctious as we enjoyed on previous nights but the sex was nice but calm. More in line with the way old married folks enjoyed it. UGH.

Our meeting with the account took place in the morning and we were through just after one PM. The drive to Miami was going to be a long one but the road was a nice four-lane superhighway. We had lunch in a small out of the way Italian restaurant before hitting the road and we were off.

Much of the conversation was how we were going to announce our plans to the company and to our friends. We certainly didn't want folks to think we had been carrying on for a long period of time on company time. We finally agreed that I would retire and a month or so later she would give her resignation and perhaps a month after that we would make the announcement. I was sure we wouldn't be fooling anyone but we didn't want it to seem that I was out of the company one day and we were standing before a preacher the next.

I opted for a suite in the Miami hotel and made sure it had a large Jacuzzi. We were going to enjoy some underwater sex! When Leah saw it she went a little crazy. 

"I've never been in a Jacuzzi before." She purred.

"Well honey when I get you positioned in front of one of those jets you are going to think that check you gave me the other night wasn't large enough. I am going to have to put something in your mouth to quieten you down for when that jet hits your pussy you will go more than just a little wild."

We had dinner at one of the fancy restaurants Miami is known for and went next door after eating to enjoy the floor show. All in all it was a nice night on the town but I was anxious to get back to the hotel to see Leah in the Jacuzzi.

The Jacuzzi was one of the larger models that would easily accommodate two. I got in first and had her sit on my lap facing away from me and I soon had my cock buried in her while clasping her tits with each hand. A few minutes of that and I moved one hand to reach up and turn on the jets with the stream from one playing right on her pussy. My cock was in her but the jet had a clear path to her clit and when it hit her there I thought she was going to go bananas. I pulled her face around to mine just to kiss her and keep her quiet. I never had to move a muscle, she was riding my cock like she was on a horse and she kept moving her pussy around so the stream hit her from different directions. I reached up and turned the force of the stream up a bit faster and that did it. She let out a screech and her arms and legs were thrashing around as she said, 

"Oh my God, Bill, no more. I can't take any more I am going to explode."

I turned the jets off and she just leaned back against my chest and was gasping for breath. Whew, it was going to take her some time to come down from this high.

My hands were still cupping her breasts and sometime during her orgasm I had had mine but I was so wrapped up with the joy she was having mine didn't affect me very much.

We just sat like that for probably ten minutes before she began to scramble up and off me and out of the tub. I followed right behind her and we quickly dried off and then stumbled into bed. What an experience! She cuddled closer than ever before and we were both asleep in minutes.

The meetings with the Miami accounts went fine and they too were all sorry to hear that I was retiring but they were happy to know that Leah was going to be there to break in my replacement whoever that would be. I never said otherwise.

The next morning we turned in the rental car and got a flight into New York where we caught a connecting flight to Boston where my car was sitting at Logan airport. It had been some trip to say the least.

I finished out the month at the company and they threw me a fantastic retirement party. It was the first of those parties where some of my customers had asked if they could attend. They did and got as much fun at listening to the roasting of me that went on as I did. I was presented with a nice set of new golf clubs. I only hope I can do them justice.

Our wedding took place three months after my retirement and there were over five hundred in attendance. I was astonished to see some of my same customers and clients there that were at my retirement party. Of course they didn't just come to honor me for they all knew Leah as well since she attended every meeting I ever held at the accounts. We were thrilled. My boss pulled me aside to ask,

"Are you absolutely sure you want to retire? In all my years I have never seen a retirement party like this one. My God, there must be a couple of dozen of our customers here." I laughed and assured him they were all glad to see me go. All he said was a simple, "Bullshit."

We have sold Leah's place in New Hampshire and have decided to keep mine until we make up our minds where we want to live. We are thinking that it might be nice to have a place up north to get away from the summer heat in the South and then also have a place down south to escape the snow and cold winter weather up North. 




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