0 comments/ 42341 views/ 3 favorites The Office By: Teflon John was 21 and worked alone most of the time. He worked in a village, on the outskirts of Bournemouth for a business 'troubleshooter' who spent most of his time at companies around the country. The office was spacious, and well positioned in the village. It was the top floor of an old baker's shop; an architect took up the bottom floor. John wasn't the best looking man to grace god's earth, but he still managed to find women on the odd occasion, though probably not as often as he would want. John was about 5'8, with shaved black hair and a goatee beard. This made John quite menacing looking, though he never got in to fights (usually because people were too scared to start on him because he looked 'hard'). To add to this John was slightly overweight, not much, just a stone, but this added to his menacing look. John was a clever man; he had just completed a financial services degree, and was hoping to become a professional accountant. There was always plenty of work for John to do, and it came to the point where he had too much on his plate, and wasn't coping with it all. He spoke to his boss, Mike, a middle aged man, who had a strange sense of humour, but whom John liked very much. They decided that it would be a good idea to bring in somebody to do the vast amount of filing that would materialise over the week, which would take John a good few hours to do. John's boss had a daughter, who went to sixth form at the local school. Jane was petite, with mouse coloured hair, and with small but pert breasts. Jane was a pretty girl, but she lacked confidence, she was very shy, and whenever John saw here she would always avoid eye contact. Mike wanted Jane to do a few hours a week at the office to help John out, but being so shy and nervous Jane refused. However she said that she would ask around at college to see if any of her friends would be interested. On hearing this, John thought that he might end up with a sad, unattractive girl, as he couldn't imagine Jane having too many friends. On the Monday, Mike told John that a girl, called Holly, would come in Wednesday afternoon to help out around the office. John didn't know what to expect, but when it came to Wednesday afternoon, John had shock, a shock that pleased and excited him. "Hello" a voice came from down the stairs. "Hello, is John up there, it's Holly." She continued. Holly walked up the stairs in to the large office, and looked around, but couldn't see anyone. "Sorry, I'm just sorting out some papers." John said from his boss's room. John got up from his boss's chair and walked through to the other room. He walked in the room and was immediately taken aback by Holly, she was looking out of a window and had her back to John. From the back she was stunning, about 5'7 with a slim figure, lovely legs, leading to an ass to die for. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a vest top. She had long black hair, down to her lower back, which was tied in a ponytail. Her figure had John mesmerised, her jeans were tight and her ass was small, round and pert. "Hi, you must be Holly," John said. "Oh Hi, you're John right?" she replied. Holly turned around to greet John; she smiled and offered her hand out. John was in total shock; she was even more gorgeous from the front than she was from the rear. Her face was a picture of innocence, absolutely beautiful, not a blemish in sight. She had a great set of breasts, ample and pert, about a 32C. Her top was tight and accentuated her tits. She had a flat stomach, which was shown by her short top. Her skin looked smooth, and was slightly tanned. John shook her hand gently, she had lovely soft skin, and he got a tingle of excitement when their hands touched. "Yeah I'm John, pleased to meet you Holly." John's voice crackled with nerves. John couldn't take his eyes of her, the way she stood there, so innocent, so sexy. They engaged in the usual small talk that people who have just meet did. John was transfixed, he could not stop looking at her, he would occasionally get a waft of her perfume, a smell that since he was interested in girls, had always got him very excited. John started to explain to Holly what she was required to do, show where to file what etc. John left her to it, and sat at his desk. The filing cabinets were in the same room as his desk, and every so often he would glance up, just to catch a glimpse of Holly. He felt himself getting hotter; she was bending down in front of him, giving him a good view of her ass. John started to horny, and could feel his cock pushing its way through his trousers. He tried not to look at Holly, but found her irresistible, the more he looked at her, the harder he got. Holly dropped a file on the floor, she turned round to face John and bent over to pick up the paper, this gave John a perfect view of her cleavage, as her tits fell forward and pushed against her top. He stared intently at her tits, getting hotter and harder by the second, he moved his hand under his desk and touched his hard cock, as he did he felt his legs tingle with pleasure. As Holly stood up she caught John staring at her. "Sorry, I was eh... just seeing if everything was OK down there." John stumbled over his words embarrassingly. "Well" Holly answered "is everything here to your satisfaction?" "Yes... there, I mean its fine, everything perfect." John turned away, growing redder by the second. "Well I'm glad you like them, most blokes do." John turned back round "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to look, but I couldn't help it." "That's OK, I don't mind." John turned back, and faced his computer; he felt all hot and sweaty from nerves. He started to type on his PC, when a hand tugged on his chair and swiveled it around. He moved around to see Holly there, standing about a foot in front of him. He got a smell of her perfume, and looked straight into her eyes. "Did you like what you saw then?" she asked. "Very much so!" John replied. "Well what you gonna do about it then?" "What do you want me to do?" "Anything!" At that point John reached out and touched her thigh; he could feel how hard he was, just with the anticipation of touching Holly. As he was in a chair and Holly was standing, his face was in line with her navel. He put both hands on her hips and pulled her close to him. He gently kissed her stomach and navel, running his tongue around her navel, and over her soft skin. Her hands moved on top of his head, and rubbed the back of his neck. John slid his hands around Holly's ass, gently caressing it. John was so horny now, he thought his cock was going to tear his trousers apart. Holly took her hands of John head, and crossed them around her top; John looked up as she slipped her top of. This revealed a pair of tits even nicer than John had imagined they would be. He moved his right hand from her ass, and slid it up her side, and cupped her breast, she was wearing a white lace bra, which felt so good in his hands. He started to rub his hand all over her breast, rubbing his thumb over her gradually hardening nipple. As he did this, she began to moan ever so slightly, she rubbed her hands over his short hair, which always turned him on. John moved his other hand from her ass up her back, and undid her bra. She took it off slowly, revealing her soft tits and her hard nipples. John slide his tongue up her stomach, and slowly slid it around the underneath of her tits, while both hands worked rhythmically on her hard nipples. Holly knelt down and sat on John's left knee. John moved his tongue around her nipples, slowly licking around them, purposely not touching them, Holly was groaning louder, and her breath was becoming uneven and heavy. She started to rub her groin up and down John's knee, moaning as she did. John could feel the heat from her pussy on his leg; this in itself was turning him on amazingly. He moved his tongue between both nipples, while his hand caressed her tits, slowly kneading them. He flicked one of her hard buds with the tip of his tongue, this sent a wave of please through Holly, and she let out a sharp gasp. He did this on both nipples, gradually applying more pressure each time, until he finally took one in his mouth and sucked it hard. At soon as he took a nipple in his mouth, Holly jolted and let out a long moan; she rubbed her pussy up his leg, in time with his sucking. Holly was getting hotter and horny by the minute; she reached down and pressed John's cock through his trousers. By this time John had been hard for seemed like a lifetime, just a simple press of her hand on his cock sent shivers through his whole body. Holly unbuttoned his shirt, and removed it, revealing a tattoo on his shoulder; she kissed his neck and his shoulder, gently biting him. John picked up Holly and placed her over both his legs, as she straddled him, he moved his hands down and started to rub her pussy through her jeans. She was really wet, her juices had soaked through to her jeans, and it felt like an oven was on in her crotch. As he rubbed her, she bit him, and scrapped her hands around his back. She brought a hand round and placed it on his chin, pulled his face up and looked deep in to his eyes, a look of lust had filled her eyes, she slowly moved her head towards his, and they gently brushed lips, then they kissed, for the first time. It was an intensely passionate kiss; their tongues danced around with each other's, her breathing was erratic, as he was still rubbing her pussy through her jeans. They broke away from each other's lips, and looked intently at each other. "Fuck me John!" she whispered. "Fuck me hard!" At this point John moved his hands up and undid her jeans. Holly stood up and took them off, revealing a small white thong. She straddled him again, and they kissed once more, her hands slide down and began to rub his hard, pulsating cock. John started to flinch at every press, and let out moans of pleasure. He moved his hands back down to her pussy, while the other was playing with her nipples, pinching them between his thumb and forefinger. As he moved his hand over her panties, he was shocked to feel how wet Holly actually was, her panties were dripping. He rubbed her pussy again, running his finger over the line of her pussy lips. She was moaning louder now occasionally arching her back, pushing her pussy further onto his hand. John pushed her panties aside and slowly slide his finger up and down the line of her pussy, gently pressing in to her. With this he could feel that Holly was close to cumming, so he ran his finger up and gently flicked her hard clit, then pressing every so slightly, Holly was now bucking her hips and groaning hard. John finally slipped a finger up Holly's hole and continued to rub her clit with his thumb, as he did this she climaxed. She let out a large shrill, and jolted all over her body, juices ran all over John's hand and dripped on the floor. He removed his hand and started to lick her juices of it. "Mmmm.... You taste so sweet, I want to eat your pussy." John murmured. At this Holly got up and turned around, she slipped off her dripping panties, and bent down. This showed John her pussy, glistening with her juices and smelling so sweet, and it showed her lovely little tight ass hole. She reached her hands around and pulled her lips apart, revealing her love hole and her hard clit. John reached forward, put his hand on her hips and pushed his face into her pussy, licking her all over, from the top of her ass crack, over her tender ass hole, and up the full length of her pussy slit. Holly started shiver again, he licked her clitoris flicking it with his tongue, he sucked on her hard bud. He inserted two fingers into her wet hole, fucking her slowly with his finger while sucking her clit. With this Holly was near ecstasy again, moaning, breathing heavily, twitching all over body. John got his other hand and placed another finger in her wet hole, he then removed his wet finger, and ran it around her asshole, then gently pushed it into her tight hole, with this Holly pushed her hips back, pushing the fingers further into her pussy and asshole. Then she climaxed again, her body shaking dramatically, juices gushing all over John's face, her pussy clenched his fingers tightly as he continued to finger fuck her. She eventually finished cumming, and John removed his fingers, and licked and sucked her pussy, trying to get every last drop of her sweet juices. When he finished, she stood up turned round and kissed John passionately and intensely, tasting her own juices on his tongue. "Its time that you got taken care of!" Holly said with a sly smile. Holly got down on her knees, ran her hands up John's thighs and rubbed his hard cock, as she did, it twitched with pleasure. She unbuttoned his trousers, and started to slide them off, John pushed himself up and they slid of easily, then she slid of his boxers. John's cock was as hard as it could get, lying flat against his stomach, with his head sticking up swollen and proud. It was about 6.5 inches and two inches thick, Holly wrapped her hands around it and slowly stroked it up and down, her hands were tight, and John was twitching and jolting with pleasure. Holly pulled his foreskin back fully, and ran her tongue over his hole, and around his bell end. This was greeted with low moans from John. She then took the whole of his head in her mouth; sucking and licking it like an ice cream. John was in ecstasy, thinking how fucking good Holly was at this. Holly then started to take more into her mouth, until she eventually swallowed it all; he started to buck his hips as she sucked the full length of his rock hard cock. Then she did something John had never experienced and something he would never forget, as she took his full length in to her mouth, she slid her tongue out and licked his balls, she did this with great expertise, and she was sending John over the edge. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum!" he shouted "I'm gonna cum any minute!" At this Holly pulled his cock out of her mouth. John looked down with amazement and disappointment. "I want you to cum in my pussy, I wanna feel you cock shoot hot cum into me!" she said. At that, she got up from her knees, and turned her back of John. She moved back and straddled John, and started to gently lower herself down. He held his hard cock, and guided her onto him, as he entered, she started to moan, she was so wet but it was still a snug fit, as she lowered herself fully onto John, he pushed his hips up and went as deep as he could. She then started to slowly bounce up and down the full length of his cock. John got a great view of his cock slipping in and out of her wet pussy, which made the feeling even more intense. He moved his hand around and rubbed her tits, pinching her nipples. Holly greeted this with even more enthusiasm, and she started quickening her pace, moaning with every thrust. John moved his hand down, through her thick pubic hair, and started to softly rub her clit, he did this in time with her thrusts, the harder he rubbed the faster she went. With his other hand he placed a finger up Holly's wet love hole, getting it coated in juices. He then took his wet finger and rubbed it around her asshole. He slowed her down to a near halt, then pushed his finger in her hole. With that she started to thrust wildly against his cock, his finger and while he rubbed her clit. John had his eyes closed, thrusting his hips up to meet her, groaning loudly, the head of his cock near to bursting. Holly reached down and started to rub his balls, tickling them and playing with them. It did not take too long of this for John to be close to cumming, he started to groan loudly, Holly could sense it and she bounced harder and faster. "Oh my godddddd, I'm nearly there!" John shouted "Oh yes, yes ohhhhhhh!" He screamed Then all of a sudden, Holly felt his balls tense and rise up in his sack. John let out a large moan, his body shook, and he started to fill her with his cum. At that point Holly pushed deep onto his cock, she could feel his hot cum flood into her cunt, at which point, with a finger on her clit and one up her asshole, she climaxed too. John and Holly both flinched erratically, and then they both collapsed in pleasure. A mixture of John's cum and Holly's juices started to pour from her pussy, she rubbed her hands in it and licked her finger alternately with John. "I wanna lick you clean!" John whispered. Holly got up and bent over for him, as she did before. John sucked her juices and his cum from her pussy, sticking a finger up her so as to let as much as he could flow out. When he finished Holly turned around and took John's cock in his mouth and licked it clean, sucking off all the sexual fluids she could find. At that point the door opened to the office. Both looked around quickly, only to see Jane standing at the door. Her face was initially one of shock, but it then turned to intrigue. "Hello mate," said Holly "Wanna have some fun?" But that is another story altogether. The Office inspired by MJP... * * * * * Lauren woke up and stretched out on the big brass bed. Her shoulder-length brown hair in disarray. Not really wanting to get up, but then she remembered her date with Michael for lunch. They were meeting at his office in two hours. Slowly she rises and makes her way to the bathroom. Assessing herself in the mirror, her green eyes were still a little puffy from sleep, and her large nipples visible through the silk, peach nightshirt. With her hands on her waist she smiles, admiring her own reflection. Before disrobing, she turns on the shower and adjusts the water temperature, then steps in and lets the water cascade down her body. Lauren was taking more time than usual washing her hair and scrubbing herself clean. When emerging from the tub, she grabs two towels; one for her hair and the other for her body. She dries herself off thoroughly before applying lotion and powder to her skin, then styles her long, thick hair with the blowdryer. She makes her way back to the bedroom to get dressed. Stopping at her dresser, she dabs on some of the perfume Michael loves so much. Thinking about being with him is turning her on, so Lauren decides to wear one of his favorite outfits; a straight, black (below-the-knee) skirt, with a slit up the back, and a red silk blouse. Underneath she has on black, silk stockings, a black and red garter belt, lacy red thong and matching pushup bra. Then she fastens a long, elegant strand of pearls around her neck and slips her feet into a pair of shiny red high heels. Satisfied with her outfit, she sits down at the vanity to apply some light make up. Lauren curls her eyelashes before putting on the mascara, then dusts her cheeks with blush and outlines her lips with a liner prior to applying lipstick. Since she still has some time before meeting Michael, and the weather is beautiful, brisk and sunny, Lauren decides to walk the mile or so to his workplace. Many men stopped on the street, ogling her curvaceous body as she made her way downtown. It took twenty minutes to get there. When she arrived at Michael's office, it was empty. Disappointed, Lauren went inside and sat down at his desk, waiting for him to return. A half hour went by and still no one came back. She was getting extremely fidgety, so Lauren got up and closed the office door. Sitting at his desk, with naughty thoughts dancing around in her head, she was becoming more and more aroused. While daydreaming about their last time together, Lauren partially unbuttons her blouse and hikes the skirt up to her hips, almost unaware of what she is doing. She licks the first three digits of her left hand before reaching inside her bra and caressing each nipple, alternating between the two, making them erect as she rolls them between her fingers. Then she cups the left breast and lifts it to her lips, sensuously swirling her tongue around the nipple before pulling it into her mouth and sucking on it. Slowly sliding her right hand into her panties as she runs a finger up and down the wet slit, stopping to massage her swollen clit while her left hand tweaks the other nipple. With her eyes closed, she moans as she circles the little nub with her index and middle fingers. Suddenly the door swings opens and in walks Michael, who sees her sitting there exposed. Startled, Lauren quickly pulls her hand from her panties, then looks up at him, grins, and slowly raises her index finger to her lips, seductively twisting it around in her mouth as she sucks on it. Then she licks her other fingers one at a time, putting on a show for him. With passion in his eyes, Michael turns around and locks the door, then makes his way over to her. She stands and gives him a long, deep wet kiss, letting him taste her juices before sitting back down in the chair and unzipping his pants with her teeth. She slowly slides them down to his ankles. As his turgid cock springs free, she takes it in her hand and strokes it, paying special attention to the bulbous, mushroom-shaped head. Lauren pushes it toward her nipples and rubs it around each one, loving the incredible sensations coursing through her body. Placing his penis between her breasts, she pushes them together and sucks on the head, poking his slit with her tongue and lapping up all the precum. Reaching down to massage Michael's balls, she looks up into his eyes, before ravenously stuffing his huge cock in her mouth.... sucking on it very slowly and sensuously. He can feel the tip of his penis touching the back of her throat as she grabs his ass and forces him deeper into her mouth. His hands lost in her hair as she devours his pulsating manhood. Lauren wants him to flood her mouth with cum, so she can savor every drop. As Michael's orgasm begins to erupt, he screams her name and buries her head in his crotch. She hungrily swallows all his cream, then slowly licks the shaft, like a cat cleaning its paws, giving him another erection in the process. Lauren begins to suck and twist her lips around his hardness, forcing him to feel her passion, which makes him want her even more. Clearing the top of his desk in one swift movement, Michael picks up Lauren and lies her down while forcing her skirt above her waist. He rips off her thong, unable to control his lust for her a moment longer. She lets out a little moan as his tongue glides over her swollen clit. As he hears the gasp escape from her lips, his need to taste her becomes more urgent and he plunges his tongue deep inside her pussy, licking the walls and savoring her juices, before moving his lips over her clit. Tugging playfully at the little nub with his teeth, then grabbing her ass as he pushes his face deeper into her snatch. Moaning and writhing beneath him, Lauren raises her pussy up to his wanting mouth. Michael takes her clit between his lips and sucks on it gently. She bucks her hips wildly as her moans grow louder and louder. He feels her body tense up and knows she is close to cumming. As her breathing becomes more labored, Lauren grinds her pussy into his face and climaxes violently. But Michael isn't satisfied with this, he keeps his head buried in her cunt, causing her to have one intense orgasm after another, her body jerking uncontrollably in his arms. After a few minutes, he slides her off the desk and spins her around, running his hard cock over her wetness before piercing her hot pussy with it. They both moan in pleasure as he enters her fully, then he slowly starts pumping his tool in and out with long, deep strokes. Lauren presses back into him while contracting her muscles tighter and tighter around his swelling prick. She can feel his balls slapping against her ass as Michael slams his cock in deeper with each thrust. She places her hands on the desk and lifts up her bottom for full penetration as both of them are on the verge of another mind shattering orgasm. Lauren clamps her muscles around his manhood like a vise, feeling the first shot of his sperm hit her cervix. He screams in ecstasy, which drives Lauren over the edge, her body convulsing in more intense pleasure. Michael collapses on top of her, panting and out of breath; each of them too tired to move. After what seems like an eternity, he rises and helps her off the desk. Michael gently pulls Lauren's lips to his by entangling his hand in her pearls. He french kisses her passionately, taking her breath away again. She presses her body tightly to his. They gaze into each other's eyes, smile and both start to laugh simultaneously. Then Michael tenderly brushes the hair away from her eyes and says, "So Lauren, where would you like to have lunch?" The Office: A Pam Halpert Tale *This story picks up at the episode of Season 8 Episode 16 titled "after hours." This is the episode where Cathy makes her move towards staying in Jim's room while they are in Florida launching a Sabre Store." Cathy was so excited thinking to herself in Jim's hotel room using his shower prepared to come out in nothing but a bathrobe. There would be no way that Jim would be able to resist the way she looked wearing just that as she comes out with her hair all wet, smelling and looking fantastic. Meanwhile, back in Scranton, Pam was becoming a little nervous not hearing back from Jim. She had called him twice and sent him a few texts but didn't hear anything back yet and was concerned. She convinced herself that he was either asleep or in the shower and couldn't get to it at that time so she decided to continue with her overtime work that Andy had made her and some of the other employees do that evening. A little extra money wouldn't hurt them right now so she didn't mind staying and helping out. Her computer kept freezing so she decided to go to Cathy's computer as it was the one she chose to get away from Andy who kept complaining about wanting to go home and see his girlfriend instead of picking up the slack of the employees too good to be in Florida. When Pam turned on Cathy's computer and had the password entered in by Andy who documented all passwords in case they ever needed to get into someone's computer when they weren't there such as now, she noticed a document entitled, "to Jim Halpert" on the desktop. She looked to her left and right making sure no one was going to walk by her at the moment so she could see what the hell was going on here with Cathy having a letter to her husband on her computer, and when she opened it up, it made her almost start to break down in tears. "Jim, I can't tell you how excited I am to kiss and lick every single inch of your body when we get to Florida. I'm going to do things Pam would never do to you, and you are going to enjoy it so much you will be begging me for more. MMM just the thought of your cock going in and out of me makes me soooo wet right now. Not too much longer now, can't wait, love Cathy." The thought of Jim not answering his phone now had her mind really going wild, but she didn't want to stir a panic or make any sudden reactions. She stood up and headed out into the hallway and tried to call Jim again, no answer. She decided to call Dwight and find out if maybe he knew what Jim was up to, so she dialed his number and Dwight answered. "Dwight, hey it's Pam, listen can I talk to Jim, he isn't answering his cell phone and I'm just worried and want to make sure he is okay? "Pam, don't be such a worry bug, he is in his hotel room watching television with Cathy the last time I went in there to check for bed bugs. However, the situation was settled and then they went back to just relaxing on the bed, did you want me to go tell him you are on the phone? I'm kind of busy at the moment though." Pam couldn't believe her ears, she felt so betrayed and hurt. "Umm, no umm no Dwight don't it's fine, let them be, I'll just try to call him later, thank you. Bye." Pam started making her way downstairs and to the car, trying her hardest not to cry. The shock of what was going on right now was too much for her along with her wild imagination getting the best of her that this wasn't even a time for crying, more like a state of panic. She sat up against the car with her head to the ground, not sure what her next move was going to be. "Hey excuse me, miss, I'm so sorry to bother you but my phone died and I was wondering if you had one or if your company inside would allow me to use their phone to make a call?" A young handsome man asked Pam as he walked up to her through the gate that Hank was supposed to shut before he left for the night but forgot to. Pam couldn't help but look him up and down, he was very good looking to her. About 6'1, muscle athletic body, looked like he was out jogging, waiting for Pam to give him an answer. "Oh I'm sorry, umm yeah sure, you can use the phone inside, I left mine on the desk upstairs, right this way." They continued to talk for a few minutes and he explained that his phone died during his jog and Pam explained that her coworkers and herself were here working overtime and how much it sucked being here. Pam walked over to the desk as they continued talking and finally got there, and as she reached over the desk to try to grab it her back was to the jogger, and he couldn't resist but to look her up and down, all the way from that black and gray top, down to the gray skirt, all the way down to the black heels. Mainly though, he was focused on that nice round ass that Pam had. Pam looked behind her carefully to notice out of her peripheral vision and saw his eyes fixated on it. Thoughts of what Jim was doing to Cathy right now began to cloud her judgment, and she leaned backwards to be standing regularly against the desk now, but what she next proceeded to do shocked herself even more than how much it might have shocked him, she began lifting her skirt up more and more until her black lace panties were revealed which caused him to bite his fist and get a huge erection from the sight he was staring at and from the adrenaline of what was going on. He wasted no time and walked over and pressed himself against her and wrapped his arms around her body, moving side to side and began kissing her neck as she placed her head on his shoulders as a way of telling him to proceed. Pam couldn't believe how she was behaving and knew she might regret this later as she is a married woman, but what goes around comes around is what was on her mind even though right at this moment Jim kicked Cathy out of his room with the help of Dwight re-searching for bed bugs. Pam turned around and began softly kissing the man whose name she didn't even know, as their tongues massaged each other's and his hands were placed firmly on her ass giving it a nice squeeze. He began to pull down his shorts and signaled down with his eyes to Pam's where he wanted her to go, and this was something that she barely even did with Jim, once or twice every so often, but certainly not lately. However, she was determined and vengeful, and she kneeled down and helped him remove the rest and inserted his cock into her mouth and began sucking it down. The hand that she was holding his cock with and is entered her mouth repetitively showed off that beautiful wedding ring that the man couldn't help but finally notice and decided to have a little fun with Pam. "MMM dirty little slut wife wants a little stranger cock huh." Pam started licking the sides of his cock and down to his balls. "Tell me you are a little slut wife, that you love this cock more than your husbands, the way it tastes, mmm you know you fucking love it, tell me." Pam loved how dirty it was getting as this was a way to get the best kind of revenge if one were doing so. "MMM I'm a dirty little slut wife, you cock is so much bigger than my husbands, ohhhh I fucking love it." He lifted her back up to be eye level and began making out with her again and then walked her over to Hank's chair where he took a seat. He watched as Pam fully removed her skirt and then in a very sexy motion removed her panties. She began to walk closer over to him to sit on that cock as he motioned his finger in a turn around motion, realizing now that he wanted her reverse cowgirl, and that he must have really liked that little show with the skirt she gave him earlier. Jim is in love with Pam's ass in the bedroom, as was Roy. They were always taking her in doggystyle and reverse cowgirl, and even when Pam would go out with her sister or with friends to bars, some of the guys would try to grab it or compliment her on it. Guys loved it, and she was about to carry on that notion and have fun with it. She turned around and began sitting on his cock, the man in love with the sight he was seeing right now as that ass was slowly beginning to sit down on him. Just like that Pam was on another man's cock, bouncing up and down on it as the man had his hands right where they belonged on her ass that Pam was moving around from side to side for him and giving him a great show. "You like this ass huh, mmm spank my ass and tell me I'm such a bad girl." He almost came just to the sounds of what she asked him to say. "You are such a bad little wife, mmm you need to be punished." He loved the sound of her moaning to every slap that he gave her, and began pulling her hair a little and loved how she was laughing a little and smiling back at him as she was getting the revenge she thought she was owed. He could barely contain himself, but wasn't going to miss out on doggystyle with Pam, so he stood up and pounded her against the desk, smashing his cock into her as hard as he possibly could and spanking her ass hard. Pam had her hands over her mouth trying desperately to cover her moans and screams so no one would hear her or come down. Finally he screamed out as he came all over Pam's ass that she moved around as he let every single drop go all over Pam's ass and her back. They both just laughed it off and Pam felt no guilt what so ever and had a lot of fun doing so. He got dressed, made his call, and kissed Pam goodbye, as he had the most fun maybe any man ever had having his phone die on him. Pam watched as her one time fling walked away and headed back to jogging as if coming in and fucking her brains out was as expected as the sun coming up or the moon coming out at night. She saw she had 6 missed calls, 5 from Jim and 1 from Dwight. She decided to make Jim wait longer to talk to her now so she could confess what she was doing behind his back as a way for going behind hers. "Hey Dwight sorry I missed your call I had my hands full there for a minute what's going on?" "Listen Pam, I had to go search in Jim's room again for bed bugs, there may have been some, when Jim comes home, make sure you check his clothes and body very well, bed bugs are no joke." "Wow that sounds awful, Cathy must have them too, since you know she is staying in Jim's room and all." Pam said that with a very sarcastic tone to pretty much initiate that she knew what was going on. "Pam, don't be such a jealous loser, Jim would never cheat on you, in fact now that I think about it, maybe the bed bug after all, was in fact, Cathy. I think he wanted her out, wow, I'm almost certain now that's the case, you are a lucky woman Pam." Pam hung up the phone and sat down and began crying and crying. She felt so horrible, she stood up and ran to Cathy's computer where everyone could see her crying but she ignored them all as she clicked and went to Cathy's email to see if she even emailed that letter to Jim or if maybe she didn't even send it at all. Nothing was even sent out by Cathy in months let alone the letter. Cathy was hot for Jim and did write that letter, but never had the guts to print it or send it. Pam realized all this and now had no idea how to explain to Jim what she had done, but she knew a way to make it right, and would do the first night he returned. Stay tuned for Part 2 of this tale The Office (A Story of New Love) She walks back into his office and he is working diligently on the computer. She takes notice that there is a certain something that is different about him today, something has changed... and casually asks, "What are you working on?" He says... "Come here and I will show you..." He pulls her onto his lap, fixing her in such away that he can still type with his one hand and rubs her back with the other, sliding his hand around the side of her... just underneath her breasts... touching her so nicely... and occasionally kissing her. Until something suddenly breaks in him... and he feverishly starts kissing her and puts his hands under her shirt... never had they been in this way before but it felt natural and good. Passion flaring between them, slipping his fingers over the top of her bra and cupping her breast. A soft hand, finds her nipple and plays with it between his fingers. She moans softly, laying her head back on his chest and shoulder.... his chest heaving madly. He is deeply probing his tongue in her mouth.... and they are melting into each others arms. He turns her around to face him.... her legs straddling his... her skirt is hiked up so that most of her thighs are exposed... and she can feel his hardness through his jeans... pulling her closer so that their genitals are touching. He feels the heat of her on him. They are moaning into each others mouths... and the kissing goes on and on and on... sucking on each others lips and tenderly biting them. He says to her that "He has to go.... the time is late and he has an appointment..." but they continue like this for some time more, every so often saying that "he has to go... he is gonna be late...". Until finally apologizing, he lifts her off of his lap and stands up and grabs his jacket and keys and with one final kiss on the lips... tells her, "I'm sorry sweetheart... but I have to go..." and walks down the hall. Still left in the state that she is in... she sits down in his chair.... the warm fluids, flowing between her legs to be wasted... leaving a mark on the chair... So what does a girl do? Jilted by the man that she is so attracted to, trying to regain her composure... She thinks quietly to herself about what she will make for dinner. Going home all alone... When quite unexpectedly he reappears in the doorway "I cancelled my appointment.... they will see me later.... I couldn't leave us this way..." Wild passion ensues between them... tearing away at their clothes.... mouths hungrily tasting each others necks and breast with hands traveling freely exploring each other this way for the first time... Time slips away as it only the two of them in the world. she unbuttons his jeans and unzips them and she slides them to his ankles... no time to take off his boots.... slides down his boxer briefs..... and firmly grips him in her hand. He puts his hands under her skirt and with (as gentle as he can manage fingertips) finds her hot moistness and moves her panties to one side... and strokes her....A sudden look of surprise... "omg... mmmmm I have found a pearl in your oyster..." laughter ensues.... his a deep rich sound that warms the soul Fingers exploring till it can not be taken any longer... he takes her in his arms.... lifting her from underneath her buttocks.... she wraps her legs around his middle locking her ankles behind her, as he presses her against the wall he slowly slides it into her... filling her completely, she is shaking with the comprehension of it all, and in moments has a powerful orgasm spraying juices all over him. This continues for such an amazingly long time... mentally concerned about the durability of the sheet rock behind her..... half expecting to see her body outlined in it when they are through at least thirty minutes passes by... she is biting him with the intensity... moaning out loud... and trying to stifle the sounds in his shoulder. She is also quite amazed by his performance.... endurance beyond belief... not only weightlifting her full weight with each stroke, but for soooo long and just when she thought that it couldn't feel any better... he increases the speed and depth and magnitude of his thrusts.... and growls from deep inside... somewhere so deep and far away.... and has an orgasm that rocks and shakes him. When they finish... there is a mixture of them both glistening all the way down his thighs. He gently places her back on the floor.... she is unstable on her heels... He has to hold her in his arms till her legs can find themselves. He kisses her now with all the love he feels... and says, "next time we will do this the right way... we will take our time and make love... not just taking from each other this way..." She says.. "There is no wrong way..." They part company and look forward to seeing each other in the office tomorrow... same office... different day.... The Office Adventure Pt. 01 Walking into the bus, I immediately shifted nervously as I looked for a place to sit. The bus driver was an old, stocky looking bloke with a sharp goatee rolling a cigar between his two fingers. Grinning at him awkwardly, I frantically searched for a seat. Near the back left, there were two seats, completely empty. As I walked towards them, I watched as someone else got onto the bus. A young woman in her mid twenties, I paid little attention to her as I sat down and pulled out a book. Flicking through the dusty pages, I watched as she confidently took a dozen strides across the room. Looking up, I saw a beautiful woman. My eyes glued on her face, she had green eyes, thick lips and the most beautiful, bright blonde hair. As she threw herself on the seat opposite me, I watched as her round, bulging breasts bounced inside her jacket covered tank top. Crossing my legs to hide any incidents that might occur, I started reading the book and slowly edged nearer to the side of the seat. I just had to have another glimpse at her. Looking up, I watched as she looked at me straight in the eye and licked her lips. "Hello," she said in a thick Russian accent. "What's your name? Do you work at..." "Yeah," I nervously interrupted. Apologizing, I stated "B-B-Bradley. Did you just join today?" She nodded her head, and I said "Me too, we can be working buddies!" I didn't know why I said that. She frowned, and pulled out a mirror out of her jeans. I used this as a good excuse to look at her wicked thighs. With massive legs, she was wearing skinny jeans you could see everything through. Looking up, I watched as she painted her lips red with the short stick. Rubbing it against her lips, she licked them before smiling at me. Nervously, I looked back into my book. Later on when I arrived at work, I met the boss who talked to me about my duties and the rules of the place. He introduced me to my coworkers and he said "There's this little project you'll be working on with your first task. Don't worry too much, you've got a helper!" He gestured to his left and I turned around to see a petite woman in her early twenties with tiny eyes, small lips and medium length, black hair. "Hiya!" she said, giggling. I sighed. Not too awkward. Then I heard the boss exclaim his mistake, and point to the Russian chick. Apologizing for the confusion, he sent us off. "You know, you're kinda weird," she said to me as we walked to our desks. "Have you ever worked with a woman before?" she asked. Confused, I replied "What do you mean worked with a woman? How would it be any different to working with a man? And no, this is my first paying job." Sighing, she replied "Naivety at its finest. You see, it's not like that..." and trailed off, getting distracted by her untied shoelaces. As she bent down to tie them, I got a glimpse of more than I should have, and blushing, sat down at the desks and opened up the computer. I didn't think too much of what she had said. Later on, I went to grab a bite. Asking for a tuna sandwich, I sat down at the closest table nearby. Almost in a friendly manner, the Russian woman joined me. "May I ask, what's your name?" I said, swiveling around to face my body at her. "Chanel" she muttered, smiling. As she sipped her coffee she continued "Do you know really what I like about you?" she asked. I shrugged, and she asked "Would you be interested in another line of work?" "Well, this job ain't the greatest," I replied. "What do you have in mind?" I asked. "If I were to hypothetically, you know, be your boss, would you enjoy it?" she asked, curiously, leaning her head on her fist. "No," I said. "I mean..." I shut my mouth and my eyes widened as she elbowed the coffee mug off the table. "What the hell..." started my boss. "Oh, nothing here," said Chanel. "Bradson, err, Bradley here was just being a little careless and dropped some coffee on himself and..." "Nooo!" I squealed, but as I looked up, she shot me a piercing glance. As tears began to drip down my eyes, I watched as not only Chanel but the other woman giggled, and shot each other a "I know your pain" glance. The boss, shaking his head said "Aight, well, nothing to say mate, just wait for it to dry out. And be careful!" As the five left the room, I turned to ask Chanel "Why would you do that?" She giggled, and leaning back, folded her legs on top of each other. "Men are useless," she said. "So pathetic. Genetically stronger than their female counterparts, but constantly getting pushed around by us." As she tightly crossed her arms against her bulging breasts, she yawned. Slipping her jacket off of herself, she sighed and pushed her hair back as she continued "You won't believe how stupid you can all be. Seriously pathetic, with your two inch peckers, walking up to us beauties of nature and asking us if we can pathetically turn you down." Leaving me to clean up, she walked out of the door and into the main office. I didn't think too much of the incident until roughly a week or so later. We were in the elevator, and Chanel suddenly stepped towards me. Standing almost uncomfortably close to me, she looked at me in the eyes and licking her thick, juicy lips started "I don't think you're being worked to your full potential here. Maybe if I start leading you around, you'll do a bit better, after all, I am a pretty nice organizer." Confused, I agreed, telling her that we could work something out where she could be my supervisor, as she had more "experience working with people like me." One of the first tasks of mine was to ditch "Chanel" and replace it with "Miss." She told me that "Chanel" could only be used in front of the boss, as he was the true leader of the workplace. Whatever, she was crazy. There was something strange about Chanel, or should I say, Miss, that I noticed not right off of the bat, but not after very long. At the times where she was happy with our current work flow, she would wear more makeup, and slightly less clothing. She ditched the jackets when I had finished most of the work in one night, and came in a tight tank top with skinny, revealing jeans. Of course, I didn't care. The boss would get furious, and tell her to stop looking like a "porn star" to which she would (maybe not) joking reply "I can't help it, some lines of work just stick with you!" to which they'd both laugh. There was one day, though, where I was feeling super lazy. I hadn't done any work in the past days or so, and I had no intention of doing any. After six months of working my ass off, I decided it was time for a bit of a break. Miss, of course, was not happy. Walking up to me, she said "You've made a huge mistake. I doubt you respect me enough. I think you've not been following my rules. From now on, I am Mistress, and you dare call me anything else, and things will be done." As the boss worked into the door, she turned her frown into a smile and shrieked "Oh yeah sir, I've been working really hard! Bradley here has also been helping me a lot, we've almost finished!" "ALREADY?" the boss pleasantly exclaimed. "You had six months, you're only two in. Bradley, can I see you outside for a minute please?" Smiling, I walked up and marched across the room. Taking me outside, he grabbed me by the shirt and said "You've just not being doing enough. I've seen you, laying back and letting Chanel do all the work. This has got to stop. Otherwise, you're pretty amazing, pal. Keep it up!" Nodding, I entered back into the room. "Chanel," I began, but stopped immediately. Spinning around furiously, she pulled her fist back and thrust it forward against my groin. It smacked my nuts, and I bending over, shrieked in pain, cradling them. She kneeled down, and held my nuts in her grip. Slowly, I felt my cock rise in my pants. "I'm Mistress, and don't you ever forget that, you worthless slut!" she said. I felt a surge of anger cross me, and launched myself across the room. Grabbing her, I raised my fists as the door creaked open. I saw the brunette walk in, and my eyes on her, I couldn't prepare as Chanel thrust forward with her legs, smashing my nuts inside my stomach. "Veronica!" Chanel shouted. "This creepy maniac's been fighting me! Get him, hun!" I braced myself, before realizing I was fighting a measly 5 foot four short woman. Me and Chanel sharing the same height of around 6 feet, I could easily beat off Veronica, as her name turned out to be. Or so I thought, because it happened to turn out that she could really pack in a punch. As I shoved Chanel off of me, I watched as Veronica wrestled my jacket off. Pulling my pants down, she walked out of the door, saying "GET HIM CHANEL! I'll keep watch; beat his ass down! Or should I say, dick down, haha!" I braced myself, for I knew what was to come. Chanel wrestled my hands, and grabbing some package-tying twine, tied my hands behind the table leg. I lay on the ground, and my cock was now out in the open covered by nothing but my underwear. Chanel slipped off my underwear, but as she did, she was in tears laughing at my cock's size. "That's what, hardly four inches? And you're hard already? HAH!" she yelled. I felt myself began to have tears drip down my eyes. She pulled out a video camera, and filmed herself as she stepped on my nuts, dick and abused them. First, she took off her shoes and stood on my dick, grinding her soles into my precious plum. My ballsack was literally in the most pain it had ever felt before. I began to feel physically sick, and started gagging. She momentarily stopped to spit in my face. Grabbing my dick, she told the camera "Watch, as we observe the smallest breed of tapeworm. Oh my bad, it's just this rapist's dick!" Rapist? I was incredibly confused, and not thinking too much of it, passed it off as a fantasy, a weird fantasy indeed. However, the something different happened. Chanel took off all of her clothes, and was soon about to try something else when Veronica's shriek came whistling through the door "HERE HE COMES!" Panicking, she lay on top of me and twisted me around so that she was underneath, and untied my hands in seconds. Very good with knots. "WHAT IS THIS!" shouted the boss, sternly. "Bradley's raping me sir! Call the police!" Chanel shrieked, covering her massive bulging tits. "Well, I don't blame..." the boss started, "ACTUALLY COME HERE YOUNG MAN!" I weakly limped over. "You're accompanying me to the police station!" he shouted, as Veronica grabbed and lead me out of the door - by my bright red ballsack. As I walked through the office, I tried to keep my eyes shut. "How is she even holding onto that tiny pecker?" someone giggled. "What's he... ooh" someone muttered, before their eyes fixated on Chanel's naked, beautiful body. My cock slowly started to harden, and Veronica stopped, whispering something into the boss's ear. He, interested, listened up and followed her to a corner. A dozen or so minutes later, I heard him conclude "Well, if you'd think that's you know, a more suitable punishment, I'll leave you to it, ladies! Do whatever you want, no one will tell." I felt a tear drip down my eyes, and the last thing I remember seeing before I blacked out was Veronica placing down her handbag, and pulling out a milky pink syringe. I used this opportunity to get a nicer look at Chanel, naked. I knew my bra sizes thanks to my lowlife porn watching habit, and I could tell those were at least EE sized beauties. I was happy to see them bared, and turned around to get a good look at Veronica's legs before I felt a sharp stab in my pubis. The Office Affair It was typical of me to do something nice for the women in my office on holidays, especially Valentine's Day. I wasn't the office boss or even any sort of manager, just a guy who liked to do small things out of the kindness of my heart to make the people around me feel a little better about the day. I worked for a small advertising consulting company in the suburbs of Chicago called Catenger Marketing. I was in the office most of the year, handling office operations and creating slide presentations, while most of the other men were out presenting to current and potential clients. All of the salesmen were also managers of the office, which didn't make much sense because they were hardly ever there. You are probably thinking that there is no way I would randomly do nice things for the women I work with, unless I had an underlying agenda. Some of you are maybe you probably think I am gay. Or, maybe you actually believe that I am genuinely nice guy. Well, all those opinions may change once you read my Valentine's Day story of moral dilemmas and questionable decisions. ………………… On this particular Valentine's Day, I stopped at a local supermarket on my way to work to grab several individual roses and some chocolates. I arrived at the office about an hour before starting time, so that I could anonymously place a yellow rose and some chocolates at each woman's desk for when they arrived. The clerk at the supermarket's floral shop informed me that yellow was a good neutral color because it was a symbol of friendship, otherwise I would have just bought a bunch of red roses. I gave a flower and candy to all 10 women that worked in the office; Betty, Linda, Faith, Bethany, Karen, Gina, Melissa, Tammy, Jamie and Alison. Betty was the secretary to the entire office and the organizer of all in-office events. She was a grandmother of two, probably in her early to mid 60s, and her husband was a retired dentist. Linda and Faith both worked in the financial department. Linda was the accountant and Faith was the financial manager. They also acted as the human resource department for the company as well. Linda was divorced, probably in her mid-40s, and a mother of three teenage children. Faith, also in her mid-40s, never married yet was very free spirited and easy going. Many of the other men in the office believed that she was a closet lesbian, but I didn't agree. Bethany was the assistant to the financial department. Basically she answered phone calls for Linda and Faith, and helped out with all the paperwork. Bethany was an attractive woman in her early 30s, married and mother of a two year old girl. Karen and Gina worked in the computer department as technical support for the office, as well as assistants the two male computer programmers. Karen, 28 years old, was the mother of two boys and engaged to an older man that was not the father of her children. Karen had many attractive features, but never quite lost the weight that she gained during her pregnancies. Gina was fresh out of college, 22 years old, and still very wild in her ways. If ever we would meet for happy hour, Gina was the one who planned it. She was petite and cute with a smoking hot body. She was a bit of a flirt around the office, but I think it was more flaunting so she would get her way. Gina dated a football player from her college who was actually expected to be drafted into the NFL later that year. Melissa, Tammy and Jamie all worked in the operations department with me. We were basically assistants for the six salesmen and a support team for all of our clients. Melissa was 28 years old and recently married. She had a 'girl-next-door' cuteness to her, but her obnoxious behavior made her unattractive to me. Tammy and Jamie, both 24 years old, were best friends since high school. Both women were very pretty in similar ways and they had almost identical personalities. Many people used to mistake them for being sisters. However, the glaring difference between the two was Jamie's enormous DD tits. Tammy was hired by the company first, but within a few months, she convinced management to hire Jamie. I don't think it took much convincing when Jamie came to her interview with her boobs smashed into a tight V-neck sweater. Back when Jamie started with the company, all the guys in the office would drool at the sight of her, but I would do my best to be a gentleman about it. Before I knew it, Jamie and I started dating. After a few months, we both realized that everything about the relationship was sexual, so we both agreed to break it off before it made it too awkward for us to work together. I was just happy knowing that I was the only person in the office that got to see her massive jugs naked…many, many times. Then there was Alison. She was the owner's daughter who worked at the office part time while she finished her final courses to get her bachelor's degree. Alison was beautiful in every aspect. She had the most gorgeous facial features, sparkling hazel eyes, amazing bright smile, bronze toned skin and long curly blond hair. She was tall, to me anyway, being only 5'6. She was about 5'9. Her body features were thick and strong, curvy in the right places. Alison was the same age as me, 26 years old. Our birthdays were actually within a few days of each other. She had a great fashion sense, always wearing clothes, accessories and jewelry that perfectly accented her body. Her personality was just as stunning as her exterior beauty. Despite completely different backgrounds growing up, Alison and I shared a lot of common interests. The heartbreak of it was that Alison was 3 years married to a young successful real estate entrepreneur. As everyone started to arrive between 8:20 and 8:30am, I wondered around the office to slyly get a glimpse of everyone's reaction to their gifts. Typically, all we ever did was stand around and bullshit for about the first half an hour of work anyway. The first reaction of most of the women was that the presents must have come from the owner or president of the company. I wasn't one to boast about my kindness, so I just played along and acted like I did not know who left the Valentine's gifts. After several minutes of chit-chat, everyone finally dispersed to their office or desk. As soon as I sat down at my desk, I immediately received an instant message on my computer screen from Jamie… JamBurk82: Thank u so much for the beautiful rose and chocolates!!! TomFMorgan80: What makes you think it was me? JamBurk82: Because u r the only 1 sweet enough in this office to do so. TomFMorgan80: Well, you are very welcome. I just wanted to remind everyone that V-Day isn't just for lovers. I like to put smiles on all my friends' faces. Keep this between us, I want everyone to keep guessing who they were from. JamBurk82: OK. U r way too cute. Nicky is a lucky girl. Thnx again. Within five minutes I was bombarded by instant messages from most of the women, thanking me for the gifts. Some of them actually came to my office to thank me in person. I knew that Jamie wouldn't be able to keep the secret, but I didn't mind, I liked spreading some joy throughout the office through a simple act of kindness. It was a nice change from the monotonous crap we endure day in and day out. Since Alison was part time and her father owned the company, she sort of had the luxury to show up and leave as she pleased. Around 9:45am, I heard Alison walk into the main entrance, saying hello to everyone along the way. A bit of nervousness set into my mind. I had a little more of a surprise hidden for her than just a rose and candy, so I was a little concerned for how she might react. It was not necessary for her to walk past my office to get to her desk, so I sat there in anticipation. I could hear her drop off her coat and hand bag at her desk, then make small talk with Jamie who she shared a large, open workspace with. My heart was racing until the moment Alison finally stepped into the doorway of my office. "Good morning, Thomas." She said in her typical bubbly fashion. She always called me Thomas, Mr. Thomas, or Mr. Morgan, unlike everyone else in the office who simply called me Tom. "Good morning. Happy Valentine's Day!" I must have had a smile on my face that went ear to ear. My day was already going well, and it immediately got a hundred times better once I saw her. She looked absolutely adorable, as usual. She was wearing a cute, pink half-sweater that exposed a small bit of her toned stomach and pierced naval. Her long hair, full of curls was still damp from her morning shower and hung lazily down the side of her face, onto her shoulders. She had on a tight black skirt that hugged her curves down to her lower thighs. The length of her tall, beautiful legs were snuggly covered by shear pink stockings that ran from the bottom of the skirt down to her designer, open toed, black shoes. "Happy Valentine's Day to you too." She replied as she entered further into my office and leaned against the back of a chair that was in front of my desk. "Wow, you look amazing today…As always." I said softly, as my forehead began to perspire a bit at my hairline. "Thomas!!! Stop it." She replied softly with a big, blushing smile on her face. "I better get to my desk and get to work before I get yelled at again. Just wanted to say hi." "Don't worry, Jeff (president of the company) and all the managers are out of the office today." I mentioned as she turned to walk out of my office into the hallway. She stopped right outside the doorway, looked at me over her shoulder and said, "Yeah, my dad is coming in today either." Then she gave me a seductive wink and walked away towards her workspace. My face must have been flushed red as my entire body began to tingle. I soon realized that Alison failed to mention anything about the flower and chocolates left at her desk, so I got up from my seat and ventured to the area where she worked. As I entered the opening to her workspace, Alison quickly turned around in her chair with the rose and candy in hand… "This has you written all over it, Thomas." Then Jamie spun around from her desk and replied, "Who else do you think would do such a thing? Tom is always doing nice things for everyone here." "I know. That's why I know it was him. Thank you Thomas. You are way too sweet." Alison utter with a genuine look of appreciation on her face. I simply nodded as a response. As I continued to chat with Jamie and Alison, I anticipated the discovery of my extra surprise for Alison. After a few minutes, Jamie's phone rang and I saw my window of opportunity. I grabbed a piece of paper off a filing cabinet and asked Alison if I could borrow a pen. When she turned and opened the top drawer of her desk, she quickly slammed it shut again. She turned around abruptly with a look of 'Oh My God' on her face and made sure Jamie did not see. Jamie had her back to both of us, so there was no way she saw what was in Alison's drawer. Earlier that morning, before placing everyone else's gifts, I cleared the clutter out of Alison's desk drawer and lined it with white rose petals, then spelled out 'I (heart) U" with red rose petals. I also included a large heart shaped box of gourmet chocolates and a poetic card expressing my feelings. In the split second that Alison saw all of this, she freaked out a bit. She looked at me with a confused look of concern, then motioned for me to go back to my office so we could privately chat over instant messenger. I simply gave her that same seductive wink she gave me earlier, and returned to my office. As soon as I got back to my desk, there was an instant message waiting… AliCat80Meow: Ur alone, right? TomFMorgan80: Yes, I am. AliCat80Meow: U R Crazy! What if someone else would've seen that? TomFMorgan80: I wasn't thinking about that. I just wanted to do something special for you to express my feelings. I'm sorry. Just then I saw Jamie walking down the hallway past my office and I could hear Alison open the drawer again. There was about a 30 second pause, then… AliCat80Meow: U have no reason 2 b sorry. That's 1 of the sweetest things any1 has ever done for me. TomFMorgan80: I would do anything for you. You deserve it. AliCat80Meow: U make me feel so good baby! Thank U sooooo much! I luv u 2! TomFMorgan80: Did you read the card? And the chocolates are your favorite…Godiva dark chocolates with caramel center and silver almonds. AliCat80Meow: U know me too well Thomas. AliCat80Meow: I'm going 2 sneak 2 the restroom & read the card, so don't msg me til I get back. As I am sure you can tell, this obviously was not the first romantic encounter or discussion that Alison and I ever had. Everything had started several months earlier around Halloween. Alison trusted me enough to inform me that her marriage was failing and she was going to seek a divorce her relationship with her husband did not turn around. Everyday, I was there to comfort her and help her through her tough times. We exchanged phoned numbers, and occasionally talked on weekends and the days she was not at work. As our bond grew stronger and her marriage got weaker, things really started to click between us. One thing led to another, and before we knew it, we had developed a mutual loving and sexual relationship with each other. We were not quite daring enough to meet for any secret rendezvous outside of work, but we did what we could with our time when nobody else was in the office. Around Christmas and New Years, the pressures of family and friends constantly visiting and nagging wore on Alison mentally and emotionally. She requested that we stop the affair and rethink the morality of it all. I had no choice but to agree to her request and to keep my own feelings and emotions in check. Everything at work went back to normal for the most part from the middle of December until the end of January. The pressures of the holidays ended, but the struggles with her marriage had resurfaced. As soon as she emotionally opened up to me again, the bong between us solidified again. Though we restrained our physical connection over that period, the relationship continued to expand. Valentine's Day was my chance to do something for her that she had been neglected in her marriage. I figured I would have at least 10 minutes before Alison returned from the restroom, so I sat at my desk doing my tedious morning tasks. About thirty minutes had past and I had already completed all my necessary work for the day. I became a bit concerned for Alison's delayed return until I stepped out into the hallway and saw that all of the women were at the far end of the office. They were all gathered around Bethany's desk admiring the gigantic brown teddy bear and floral arrangement she had just been delivered courtesy of her husband. I ignored the typical giggling and snickering coming from the group, that I hear every Valentine's Day, and returned to my office. I figured the day would be full of floral and gift deliveries, as it usually was, so it was easy to ignore. Before I could even get back to my chair, I heard someone swiftly making their way down the hall behind me. Just as I turned to sit, Alison darted into my office, threw a plastic bag onto my desk, wrapped her arms around me and gave a deep, passionate kiss. "That card…the gifts…You have no idea how good those make me feel. I truly do love you with all my heart." She whispered in my ear before she returned to the doorway of my office. My body and mind did not know how to react. I kind of just stood there in a daze for a few seconds before I slithered back into my seat. The excitement continued to grow between us, as we silently stared into each other's eyes. Finally, the silence broke…. "Aren't you going to look at your gift?" Alison uttered as she leaned into my office, then stepped back to view if anyone was coming down the hall. I grabbed the bag from my desk and nearly choked on my saliva when I saw that there was a silky red thong and bra inside. I had not noticed right away, but Alison was no longer wearing a sweater, but a tight pink t-shirt, that was about the same length as the sweater. It was apparent that she was not wearing a bra because the shirt conformed firmly against her breasts, slightly displaying the erect nubs of her nipples. Probably with a mild expression of confused excitement on my face, I looked towards Alison. She took a step into my office, turned around, dropped a folder to the floor of the hallway, then leaned over to pick it up. As she bent over through the doorway, she had full view of anyone walking in the hall. My eyes were 100% focused on her behind as she began to slide the tight black skirt up her legs. I could feel the bulge in my pants growing as she slowly slid the material over the curve of her hips, revealing her perfectly rounded ass and glistening pussy lips. She looked back at me between her legs as if she was a longer snapper about to hike the ball to the punter. My face must have turned beet red when she ran her hand up the inside of her thigh, then slid a finger slowly through the folds of her wet twat. It was now apparent that the thong and bra in the bag were the ones she wore to work. She must have removed them when she went to the restroom to read my card. In a cheesy fashion, I blew her a kiss, then held the opening of the bag to my face and inhaled deeply. It was a familiar scent of pleasure that filled my nose and lungs. My hard-on grew stronger and stronger with each whiff. She gave another quick glance down each end of the hallway to make sure nobody was coming. I sat the bag on the floor next to my chair as Alison stepped to the side of my desk. I rolled my chair next to Alison so I could rub my hand up and down the back of her legs, along the length of her silky stockings. She stared down into my eyes as she took the finger that she ran through her pussy and slipped it into my mouth. I sucked the flavored dampness from her finger as I continued to glide my hand along her legs. Pulling myself closer to her, I slowly worked my hand up the inside of her thigh. As I continued to the top of the stocking, her skin was becoming warm and moist. When I reached the top of her thigh, I teased her by moving my hand back down, then working it slowly up the other thigh in the same fashion. I moved my hand up to the firm cheeks of her ass and softly massaged each. I could see the frustration in her face when she removed her finger from my mouth, leaned down close to my ear and said, "Would you stop with the torture and just finger fuck me already!" That was the only invitation I needed. I positioned my arm between her legs and cupped my hand over her pussy. I worked my thumb through the slippery folds until I found her clit and massaged it softly. She was already dripping wet as I slid a finger deep into her waiting hole. This was not the first time that I fingered Alison at my desk while other people where still working in the office. Even though there was a door on the individual offices, I always kept mine open when Alison was in there to avoid suspicion. There was a pane of glass directly beside the door anyway, so people could still see clearly into my office even if the door was closed. The floor of the hallway would creak so bad, you could hear anyone approaching from 20 feet away in either direction. If we heard footsteps, I would remove my hand from her skirt and act as though I was going over paperwork with her. The Office Affair Authors Notes This is my first entry into the Celebrity category. It is set in Dunder Mifflin Scranton, but in an alternate reality so relationships and positions are not the same as in the American version of the TV series. It was a fun story to write and I want to thank whtwlf1790 who was not only my co author, writing the Shawn character, but the premise was his idea as well. I decided to use Pam and the other characters from The Office. This story contains fellatio, consensual rough heterosexual intercourse, and impregnation. If you don't like these activities then please find another story more to your liking. Votes and comments are always appreciated. Disclaimers All characters who witness, participate, or encourage sexual encounters are at least 18 years old. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental As always, this story is ©2015 by Ldy_Sea and whtwlf1790. All Rights Reserved. Happy Orgasms. ++++++++++ Shawn walked into the office for the first time this morning. He was a green accountant right out of school. He had been hired on by a temp firm to help businesses with their accounting. This was going to be his first stop. He opened the door to the massive brick building, once in he saw the most beautiful foyer. The mix of colors took his breathe away. In front of him was an oak or pine desk, easily ten feet wide. And on either side two solid oak doors. There was another door directly behind the desk. Shawn walked up and hit the buzzer and waited to be brought in. Pam heard the annoying buzzer Dwight had insisted on for security. She looked up, away from Jim to see who it was. The security monitor showed a young, not unattractive man. Pam buzzed him in as Jim turned to get a look at the new accountant. Shawn smiled as he saw the door on the right open. He stepped in to see a small office. "My name is Shawn, I'm the temp your company requested." He held out his hand to the man at the desk who appeared to be reviewing security. The woman standing next to him was gorgeous, and hopefully his new boss. "Hi, I'm Jim Halpert, Vice President of Sales, this is Pam Beesley, Regional Manager. You must be the new temp we requested." Jim said reaching his hand out. "Yes sir, I am. If you could just show me to my work station, I can get started," Shawn said with a smile as he tried to hide the erection he got from standing so close to a sexy female supervisor, in a business suit. He loved having attractive woman in authority over him. "Well Pam, you can show your new accountant to his work station. I have to go visit the Stanford branch. We'll have lunch next week about that conference." Turning to Shawn he went on, "Good to meet you. Hope you're better than the last group of accountants we had. God, what a freaky group." He shook his head remembering Kevin, the fat stupid guy, Oscar, the gay Hispanic guy, and the snotty bitchy, frigid, petite slutty blond christian chick. After Angela divorced the gay state senator, she moved in with Oscar, who helped raise her son, when the most likely father was Dwight. Then for some reason no one understood, they adopted Kevin as their son and moved to Denmark. Jim walked out the door, and Pam turned to Shawn. "If you'll follow me, I'll get you set up." She leads him through THE OFFICE, introducing him to the sales staff, Andy, Phyllis, Stanley, Dwight and Michael. Just past the sales staff, he shows him a work area of three desks, "Take your pick, and get settled in. Sometime before lunch IT will be here to set up your account on our intranet. We'll have lunch in my office, and go over what you need to do and how we do it here. Sound good?" she asks smiling, offering her hand again. As they shook, she said almost inaudibly "It's really good to have someone cute to look at." As she walked away Shawn couldn't help but look at her ass. He was going to enjoy working here. He picked a station and began setting his desk up and powered up his computer. He messed with the settings, getting everything he needed where he liked it. He scanned to see what features were present. Once satisfied and realizing IT would be a little longer he pulled out his phone and started playing on it. IT finally arrived and set him up. He chatted with the man, Bryan he thought. He seemed nice and showed him some things to speed his computer up. Once he left Shawn walked over to Pam's office and knocked. "Come in," Pam called, "So everything get set up okay?" She asked. Without waiting for an answer, she went on. "Our last accounting team left us suddenly about a week ago, so there's a pile of work needing your attention. I've done a few things so we didn't fall too far behind. You already know the software, so let me show you a few things." Her computer dinged as she woke it up. Pulling up the accounting program, she began to show Shawn the pertinent fields. "Hey pull up a chair and sit next to me, you'll be more comfortable." Without warning, her door is thrown open and Dwight storms in, "Pam, Michael is making personal calls again. You need to write him up for time theft." Pam gives Dwight a dark look. "How about I write you up for stealing my time Dwight." Dwight stops and processes what Pam just said. His mouth started and stopped moving several times, and finally he sulked back to his desk looking like a petulant child. "Now where were we," Pam asked Shawn sweetly as she went over to her door and closed it. Shawn watched her ass sway under her form fitting, knee length skirt, as she walked past him to shut the door, He pulls his seat to the spot Pam indicated, so she would have to squeeze by him to get back behind her desk. As Pam does squeeze by him, her ass close enough to lick, he thought to himself, you were about to plant that sexy ass on my lap as I ripped your blouse off your body and sucked on your naked tits. Being wise in the ways in the business world, what he said was "you're about to show me the backlog of work I need to catch up on." Glancing at her desk, he realized there were no pictures of family or friends, or anything to give it a personal touch. Even her coffee mug was plain white with a Dunder Mifflin logo on it. He wondered if the sterile, spartan look was her preference or if no one had given her anything worth putting on her desk. Looking up when he realized that Pam was talking, he scanned the screen she was on and was able to figure out what needed to be done, "At least this shouldn't be hard, just tedious." he told her as he gave her the smile he used when he was trying to take a woman home from a social gathering. Pam had turned away from Shawn so she missed his smile, as she reached for a fat file, "Here are the payments we've received," she hands the file to Shawn, "Here are the shipments we sent out, and need to invoice for," she hands him a second even bigger file, "and last but not least here are the bills we need to pay, and reimbursements we need to make." adding a third huge file to his load. "I know this appears to be a huge undertaking, and it is," she said smiling at him, "So take all the time you need, as long as it's done by close of business today." "Well I should probably get to work," Shawn said rising from his seat, glad she was looking away from him because the close up view of her ass had given him an erection that wouldn't quit. He quickly adjusted himself using the files to hide what he was doing. "Have a good lunch, Ms. Beesley." He said as he struggled to open the door under the weight of so much paper. Sitting at his desk he put the files on one of the empty desks, and looking at the pile that was almost two feet tall, he said to himself the only way to eat an elephant is one bite at a time. Taking the first sheet he began to enter the details in the client file, glad the data was sent to an office in New York City at the corporate headquarters. He'd never get done if he had to stuff envelopes and mail them out as well. After an hour or so, Pam came walking over and leaned against the edge of his desk. "How's it going Shawn?" He was at a loss because he could see her naked feet. He remembered when he came in that she had been wearing shoes and pantyhose, but now her feet and legs were naked. His hard on that had finally gone away, came back with a vengeance. He watched each toe as Pam stretched them out and moved them around. Her toenails each had a different color of polish on them and her feet looked smooth and well cared for. Shawn swallowed hard, he had never been aroused by feet before, and he told himself it's not the feet, it's the fact that she is most likely naked under her skirt. Shawn swallowed hard and forced himself to look up at Pam's face. It's going slow, I'm not sure I can finish all this today." He hated to fail at his first task, but it was humanly impossible. Pam bursts out laughing, "Shawn, I thought you knew I was joking with you. It doesn't have to be finished today. The end of the week is fine." Shawn looked up at her as she stood there and laughed. Her breasts were quivering under her blouse, and Shawn wondered if Pam was braless as well. After staring at them for several seconds he joined in her laughter thinking about how to get revenge on her. After checking on Shawn, Pam spent the rest of the morning answering emails, phone calls and dealing with personnel issues (Mostly petty bickering between Dwight, Michael, and Andy), so by the time lunch rolled around, Pam was more than ready for a break. Andy stuck his head in the door. "Hey Pam-a-lam-a-ding-dong", he sung accapella, "we're going to Alfredos Pizza Cafe. You wanna get some." "Thanks Andy, but no. I ordered lunch in for Shawn and I so we could discuss some things. Is everyone going?" "Yeppers, the whole crew is going. Sure you can't join us." "Go. Have fun. See you later." Pam said. A few minutes later, she watched as everyone drove out of the parking lot. Picking up her phone, she called Shawn, "Hey what wold you like for lunch?" she asked when he picked up. "Um is there a decent Japanese takeout place around? I'm not from here, so I don't know what's around or worth eating at." He said in the phone with a smile thinking about what he really wanted to eat. "There's a Japanese steakhouse not too far, that's pretty good. No Sushi places I would trust though. I good go for a Tandoori steak, how about you?" Pam replied, grateful she wasn't eating pizza with her co-workers. She liked them, most of the time, but they were all annoying in their own ways. "That does sound good, just make sure to get plenty of fried rice and white sauce " Shawn replies imagining his white sauce coating Pam, as he hung up the phone. Wonder what we'll do while we wait for the food, he thought to himself as he finished the Purchase Order he was working on. I know something I'd like to do. He muttered to himself as he logged off his computer. Pam ordered their lunches and then pulled her shoes on her naked feet. It was one thing to walk around barefoot during the work day, but to eat lunch with a new employee, especially a cute one, while barefoot seemed inappropriate. She went into the Conference Room, and took a seat to wait for Shawn to join her. He came in and sat down across the table from her, Pam looked over at him, and thought he's not cute, he's really cute, as she felt a familiar tingle in her nether regions. She tried to think about anything except her recent break up with Ryan. She knew that being engaged to the former CFO who was doing 10-15 for stock manipulation and insider trading wouldn't have done her career any good. She ended their engagement the day he was convicted and never looked back. Jim had asked her out a few times after she had time to get over him, but as much as she liked Jim and his quirky sense of humor, she didn't want people to think she was dating guys to advance her career. She discreetly pinched herself to stop thinking about what might have been had she meet Jim before Ryan, but c'est la vie. Turning her attention from her thoughts to her lunch partner she looked at him and Shawn noticed her absentmindedly lick her lips while looking at him. That's a good sign he thought to himself, as he waited for her to make the first move. "I know you just started, but anything you think of that might streamline our accounting process would be very helpful. We used to have a trio of accountants, and after they a quit on the same day to move to Copenhagen together, I was only authorized to hire one to replace them. We're going to need to find some shortcuts or you'll be working over 80 hours a week and still be behind." She says opening a steno pad to take notes on their conversation. "Well I don't know your whole operation yet, some I'll offer ideas but not knowing how your supply chain ties in to your accounting software, or how your ordering system works, I don't know what will and won't work." Shawn replies surprised that he is being asked for input to streamline the company on his first day. "One idea I implemented at a former employer is to start using hardware and software that can scan and pull text from a document and insert it into the correct fields in our software. This eliminates most data entry, and saves a searchable copy of the document in our cloud. No need to file them. It also reduces human error, and it's so easy your receptionist could do it leaving accounting free to deal with budgets and cash flow. Pam's eyes narrowed when he mentioned reception. She was the best receptionist this company ever had, but when Jim left to start an office supply wholesaler, Kelli who was the Regional manager moved Pam to sales where she excelled. Kelli eventually married Toby and they moved to Costa Rica. So when Jan was made CEO, she saw how successful Jim's company was, but they were strictly local, but had the potential to grow and eventually challenge Dunder Mifflin. So Jan and David Wallace sat down with Jim and they bought Jim's company. As part of the deal not a single one of Jim's employees could be let go without cause for 2 years. Jim himself was put in charge of the expansion which went so smoothly he was promoted to VP of sales for the entire company. "Hmm OCR software and scanning documents. Interesting idea, but as a paper company...the higher ups are loathe to stop using paper." Pan said once again having to mentally kick herself out of her reverie. Shawn nodded having expected this objection. "We don't have to stop using paper, we'd just handle the forms more efficiently. That would leave us with more man hours to grow the business." under his breath he said, "and to get to know each other much better." Before Pam could reply, there was a buzz at the door. "Lunch must be here," and stood up to go get their food. Returning to the conference room she put two bags on the table and began pulling out assorted containers. She put them on the conference table, and took her seat, opening up her steak and fries she looked at Shawn. "Dig in while it's hot" she said wondering what he had muttered just before their lunch arrived. "Finally! I'm starved.", Shawn said digging in. He ate his rice first since it's his favorite, and much healthier than the meat. He ate quickly as usual and sat back seeing Pam was still only about half done with her steak. "Sorry I'm a fast eater," he said with a smile once again chancing to vocalize his desires although very quietly "wish I could eat something else too." Trying to put his erect cock out of his mind, he tried to learn more about Pam, "So how long have you lived in Pennsylvania and worked here?" "I started here as a receptionist when I graduated college," said Pam giving him a run down on Dunder Mifflins' history and a heavily edited version of her life. Then noticing he had finished his meal, she asked "Did I forget to give you something? DO you still want more to eat?" her face lightly flushing at her words and unintended innuendo. She suddenly realized she was alone in the office with a sexy man, and they had a lot of time yet. No one ever got back from lunch on time. Her pussy went from a tingle to an insistent throbbing, and she started to shift uncomfortably in her chair unconsciously stimulating herself. Seeing her blush, hearing her comment, and the way she was squirming all told Shawn she was getting aroused. He looked down at her plate and he felt like using a little word play on her. "So is your meat as hot and juicy as you like?" he asked leaning forward, smiling sweetly, waiting for her answer. Pam knew this was a dangerous road. Getting involved with another employee, especially one who had just started, but having been single for almost a year and only having a drunken one night stand with Daryl, who told her it was a mistake and that his wife Val could never find out about it, Pam was vulnerable, and extremely horny. It was hard for her to think logically with the way her pussy was beginning to feel. Before she could stop herself she said, "It is a bit softer than the meat I usually put in my mouth." Shawn bolted upright at her response. His eyebrows shoot up so far they met his hairline, trying to compose himself he asked, "Well how hard is the meat you normally get?" Shawn said looking her in her beautiful eyes. He hadn't had sex for months, since he graduated college and his ex moved out to the coast to work for a film studio. There were no hard feelings between them, they knew they wouldn't last, they had different dreams, but the sex was amazing. He hoped that this conversation would lead down a road of physical erotic pleasures, but just sitting there was much easier and safer. Taking a deep breath he reminds himself to the bold goes the victory, and stood up and began to walk over toward her. "You did say everyone else was gone to lunch right?" He asked her Pam could only nod her head as she sat there like a rabbit cornered by a rattlesnake. "Knowing those lushes, they won't be back for an hour at least." she says as her eyes meet his. As Shawn approached her he made no effort to hide his bulge. Pam noticed the bulge in his pants and she pushed her chair away from the conference table. Turning the chair to face him, she breathlessly and tentatively asked "So umm what now?" "Well I could give you a much firmer piece of meat. It just might be more to your liking." he said grasping his crotch so that there would be no doubt what was about to happen. Suddenly realizing how fast they had gone from Breakfast at Tiffanys to Afternoon Delight scared Pam a little bit. She wasn't sure that having an affair with an underling would do a lot for her already damaged reputation. An internal debate was raging as she looked at the young handsome man, she did want him, but he was her subordinate. Taking one last bite of her steak to give herself a chance to think, didn't help as her hands betrayed her. Without a conscious thought, they took hold of Shawn's pants and started to unfasten his belt. Shawn smiled at what her hands were doing, but sensed something was wrong. He put his hands on hers holding them still. "If you would prefer we can stop right here, right now, and if we both decide to we can start over when we know each other better." His words were exactly what Pam needed to hear. She bit her lip and nodded as her hands pulled his belt free of his pants. Swallowing hard she spoke in a shaky voice, "It's not...not that I don't want to..." her voice trailed off, she took a deep breath and went on "It's that...well I have this reputation, and if this...we...our...gets out, it will kill my authority here." She meets his eyes and looks at him with a hunger in her eyes. "Well I swear you won't have me blabbing. I'm the new guy no one wants to talk to me. But if it does come up I swear, I'll deny it." As soon as he was done talking, Pam was on her knees dragging his pants down his legs. The Office Affair Shawn smiled as his cock sprang into view. He also noticed that at some point she had unbuttoned her blouse letting him confirm she wasn't wearing a bra, and that she did indeed have nice breasts. Not large, but firm and nice puffy nipples. This was one of the most intoxicating sights he had seen in a long time, and his cock throbbed as Pam took it in her hand. She desperately wanted it inside her body but part of her was screaming this is wrong wrong wrong. It was a part she listened to normally, but stripping a new employee on his first day of work while the rest of her staff was out to lunch was not normal. She began to slowly stroke it amazed at how they could grow. He moaned as she stroked him. It was a teasing stroke to make him get as hard as possible without making him cum. He hoped he could maintain his control with her. He didn't want this to be a one afternoon stand, so he needed to control himself, not give in to his urges. She was making his cock throb in her hand, as she leaned in, biting her lower lip, as she neared his head and looked into his eyes. He could feel her soft warm breaths flow over his shaft as she exhaled and the cooler air as she inhaled. It was the single most erotic sensation of his life. Before she realized what she was doing, Pam had his dick in her mouth and was giving him a world class blow job, slobbering all over the shaft. She took his balls in her hand, and began to play with them. He moaned loudly as she took him in her mouth. She definitely knew what she was doing and he knew it wouldn't be long. He tried to resist cumming, so that he could make her cum as he fucked her pussy, but Pam was just to good. He rocked against her, slightly fucking her mouth. One of his hands reached inside her blouse and found her soft breast and began to fondle it, his other hand was caressing her head as she took his entire length into her throat. Pam looked into his eyes when her nose reached his well trimmed pubic hair. He could see the twinkle in her eye that showed she was proud she could do that for him. He grunted and moaned as the head of his dick rubbed her tonsils and then he started to skull fuck her, grabbing her ears as he repeatedly drove his cock into her throat. Pam grabbed his hips and used that leverage to pull him deeper into her throat. He moaned and grunted when she did that. Looking down at her, driving his cock in her mouth and throat almost made him blast his cum into her belly. He had just enough willpower to pull his dick from her throat and then he picked her up off the floor. He pulled apart her blouse buttons flying all over the conference room and neither of them cared. He pulled down her skirt and confirmed she was naked under it. Pushing Pam's back against the wall their mouths met, their tongues searching each others mouths furiously, his hands grabbed her breasts and squeezed them as she grabbed his cock and pulled it toward her waiting hole. Her hand was stroking his cock, as she moaned, "Take me now, take me hard." as they continued kissing. He did just that when he lifted her right leg, and thrust himself past her lips and into her sodden pussy. It was tight but so wet he could have driven a beer can into her without much resistance. Once he was in, he started fucking her as hard and deep as she demanded, after all she's the boss. "That's it you fucking bean counter. Fuck my wet cunt. Pound my pussy like a calculator on tax day." Pam demanded of him as he thrust so hard she was being picked up off her feet every time he drove his cock into her cunt. And he did just that. He also slapped her ass hard, and tugged on her nipples, and bit her neck, and all the while exploring her naked body and driving his manhood into her hole. "Come on boy, fuck me like a man. Prove to me that all accountants are not wimps," Pam yelled at him as she thrust her hips to meet his thrusts and growled like an animal at him. He roughly yanked his cock from her and grabbing her by the neck he bent her over the conference table, holding her against it by the neck. Her tits were crushed against the cold smooth surface, the sharp edge was digging into her waist. He moved behind her and with his feet he forced her legs so wide apart that she couldn't stand up without help. He then slammed his cock in her pussy and pulled her head back by her hair. He was nearing his orgasm but held it back to show her who really was the boss in The Office. "Is that all you got?" she asked moaning when he pulled her hair. "C'mon and fuck my cunt." She insisted as she thrust her ass back at him. Savoring all the sensations flooding her body. He did just that. He slammed his cock into her pussy, with each thrust their bodies clapped like thunder and the pressure started to build in Shawn's cock. He had to make her cum first, otherwise she would never respect him as a man, or her lover. He reached around a forced his hand between her body and the table to find and start to rub her clit. "Come on and FUCK ME!" she bellowed, "Or I'll get a strap on and teach you how to fuck!" She tells him as her need to cum builds. He pulled her hair even harder lifting her tits from the table as he started to rub and tug on her clit as he hissed back "Maybe I should get one to fuck your ass with while I ream your slutty little cunt." he said pounding his cock into her as hard as he could. As he slammed his body into her, and hearing his words, Pam began to convulse as she screamed in orgasm. Her pussy muscles went wild and that was it for Shawn. He blasted load after load of his white sauce into her pussy, as his knees went weak. He grabbed the table to keep himself upright. He didn't want to lose the respect he just earned by passing out in front of her. No one could ever figure out where the scratch marks in the brand new conference room table came from, or why Shawn left Dunder Mifflin for a lower salary, but 9 months later they had all forgotten about Shawn, since they were all trying to figure out who was the father of Pam's new baby girl, Astrid. The Office Affair I fucked my single finger in and out of her several more times before I introduced another digit. Alison had a small nub of flesh deep in the front wall of her vagina that I would stimulate when I pushed my fingers all the way in. By curling my digits back and forth, I could stroke the spongy bump between my fingertips. I assumed this to be her mystical G-Spot, because it drove her pussy to spasm uncontrollably around my fingers, as she would have a body jarring orgasm. She did everything she could to control her moans of desire, as I continued to rhythmically finger fuck her while massaging her clit with my thumb at the same time. I could see her body shaking with pleasure as she pulled her shirt up slightly to expose and toy with the nipple of her right tit. My cock had become so hard, I used my free hand to unzip my pants and release it from its fabric captivity. When Alison saw the strength of my erection and the collection of precum that coated the swollen head of my member, she licked her lips and whispered… "My! Look how aroused you are." I removed my fingers from inside her, softly patted the outer lips of her drenched pussy and said… "You don't seem to be doing too bad yourself." Then we both heard some rustling around in the hallway, so I quickly removed my hand from between her legs and hid it beneath the desk. We froze in silence for a few moments until we realized nobody was approaching my office. I lifted my hand from under the desk and showed Alison the webbing of her thick lady cum that collected between my fingers. I place my coated fingers into my mouth and licked away all of her juices. Alison quickly ran to the doorway, looked down both ends of the hallway, and upon her hasty return she knelt down in front of me. She lowered her lips to my still hard dick and sucked the entire length into her mouth. She circled her tongue around the tip as she lifted her head from my crotch and stood up. "I know that it is wrong of me to tease your cock like that, but I just had to taste you. Jamie is back at her desk, so I should probably go back over to mine and do some work." Just as Alison finished saying that, both Tammy and Jamie appeared in the doorway. I quickly repositioned my chair under my desk to hide my still exposed hard-on. I picked up a piece of paper from my desk and started pointing randomly at things on the page as I said…"Ali, what you need to do is take the percentages from the past 5 years and determine the average." Alison stood there at the side of my desk nodding her head and replied, "Oh! I see now. Thank you Thomas. You're a big help." Tammy interrupted, "Hey! What are you two doing for lunch?" I looked up at Alison to see if she would respond first. When she didn't, I ask, "I'm not sure. Why? What's up?" Jamie responded, "Well, since none of the supervisors are here today, we were all thinking about going out to lunch. Probably to Maratino's or Pine Hill Tavern." "Oh, sorry girls. I am waiting for a call from my doctor, so I am going to stay around here." Alison replied with a fake sigh disappointment. Not sure how to reply, I simply said, "I'm not sure yet. Money is kind of tight right now, so I will probably just stay in." "Ok. We'll check with you again once we decide where we are going, just to make sure." Jamie informed me. "Sounds good." I muttered as they all walked out of my office. I quickly placed my softening penis back into my pants and zipped them up. I was reorganizing the papers on my desk when an instant message popped up on the screen… AliCat80Meow: U there? TomFMorgan80: I'm here. AliCat80Meow: Wow! That was a little too close! TomFMorgan80: I know. My heart was racing that whole time. I barely paid attention to what they were saying. AliCat80Meow: Mine was racing 2. U came up w/ a good excuse tho. Money is tight. Good 1. TomFMorgan80: Well, what about you? Are you really waiting for the doctor to call? AliCat80Meow: No. Just don't wanna go 2 lunch w/ them. Plus, was hoping u were gonna stay 2. TomFMorgan80: If you aren't going anywhere, then I'm definitely staying here. AliCat80Meow: U don't think they'll find that suspicious, do u? TomFMorgan80: I don't think so. Hopefully everyone goes out, so we can be alone. AliCat80Meow: I know. I'm still so wet. I was cumming so hard, thought I was going 2 pass out. TomFMorgan80: You are so sexy. I can still taste you on my fingers. AliCat80Meow: I'm so friggin horny. Do u have a condom on u? TomFMorgan80: I have a few in my work bag. Always prepared. AliCat80Meow: Ur silly, but that's good. TomFMorgan80: Not to change the subject, but I noticed that you're not wearing your wedding ring today. AliCat80Meow: Wow, u actually noticed? TomFMorgan80: Of course I noticed. I take it things still aren't going well between you and Derek? AliCat80Meow: I didn't wear it 4 u. I know it must make u feel weird seeing it. AliCat80Meow: As 4 me and him, that's a touchy subject. We'll talk about that some other time. AliCat80Meow: I should probably do some work. I'll be thinking about u till lunch sweetie. TomFMorgan80: Me too baby. Talk to you soon. It was about 11:10, so I figured I had about another hour or so before everyone would be heading out to lunch. I tried hard to concentrate on my work, but my mind could only think about Alison and what we were possibly going to do over our lunch break. I kept reaching down into the bag Alison gave me, to feel the soft silkiness of the thong and bra within. Lunchtime couldn't come soon enough. To my surprise, around 11:30, Jamie walked into my office with her coat on her arm. "We decided to go to Pine Hill Tavern. You sure you don't want to come with us?" "No, I appreciate the offer, but I need the money I have left for tonight, then I'm pretty much broke until payday." I replied with a look a disappointment on my face. "Yeah I know what you mean. We will probably take an extended lunch since nobody is here. Probably about an hour and a half or so. Is that cool with you?" Jamie inquired. "Sure. I don't care. Take as long as you want. Is everyone else in the office going?" "Well, you're not and Alison isn't…Neither are Bob and Walter, they ordered out. Bethany is leaving in about 15 minutes to go have lunch with her hubby. Everyone else is going, even Betty, Linda and Faith." Jamie mentioned, as Karen, Gina, Melissa and Tammy gathered in the hall beside her. "That's cool." I replied. "Well, have a good time. No need to hurry back." As soon as I heard the main door to the office close, another instant message popped up on my computer screen. AliCat80Meow: Thank god they r finally gone. I want to fuck u so bad. TomFMorgan80: Bad news baby. Bethany is still here for 15 more minutes and Bob & Walt ordered delivery. AliCat80Meow: R u fucking serious? I want to scream so loud right now. TomFMorgan80: I know. I'm so pissed. Alison walked into my office, sat in a chair in front of my desk, propped up her legs and pulled up her skirt. "Look at what you are doing to me. My pussy hasn't felt this way in a very long time." My eyes widened as her soaked, red, swollen mound came into clear view. Again we heard the sound of someone walking down the hall, so Alison quickly lowered her legs to the floor. Walter walked into my office and asked the obvious, "You didn't go to lunch with them?" Luckily Alison's back to him because she has such an angry look on her face. "No, packed a lunch. Got stuff to do. Don't have much money." I replied. "That's cool. Bob and I ordered out, so just send the delivery guy back our way when he gets here." As soon as Walter walked out of my office, Alison threw both her middle fingers up in the air and softly grunted, "Fuck you, you fat fucker." I shook my head laughing but also disgusted with the situation. Then, all of the sudden, a light bulb went off in my head. "Wait. I have an idea. I hope Bethany is still here." I jumped up from my chair and darted down the hallway to the font of the office. I was able to catch Bethany as she was leaving for lunch. I needed her to grab a set of keys for me that she kept locked away in a safe box. I returned to my office with a big smile on my face, jingling a set of keys. "What's that?" Alison asked, still with a disturbed expression on her face. "I just remembered. I need help grabbing some things from storage." I mentioned as I gave a sarcastic wink. "Where is storage?" She asked quizzically. "It's that building at the end of the block. It is our own, locked storage room and I have the only keys right here." "Thomas, you amaze me sometimes." She snickered as her bright smile returned. "Oh, don't forget a condom, and bring my bra and panties too." I grabbed my coat, stuffed the bra, thong and a few condoms into the pocket, then we headed out. As we exited our building, the delivery guy was walking in. I had completely forgot that the computer guys ordered food. I told the delivery person that nobody was at the main desk, so he could just walk all the way to the back where the guys were. As soon as we were outside the building, Alison grabbed my arm and started jogging, pulling me along with her. Inside the storage building, there was a security desk where I had to sign in. The guard on duty knew me well, so he didn't have any questions for us before we stepped onto the elevator. When the elevator doors closed, Alison leaned into me for a kiss. I stopped her and mentioned that there were cameras in the elevators and hallways that security guard monitored at his desk. Once we entered the storage room and I assured the door was locked, we removed our coats and Alison dropped to her knees in front of me. Before I could react, she undid my belt, button and zipper, and lowered my pants and boxers around my ankles. She took my semi-hard dick into her mouth and started sucking it in and out. At the same time, she used her long, manicured fingernails to tickle and play with my balls. It didn't take much time before I was fully erect and the head of my cock was sliding all the way to the back of her throat. I had never been with any other woman who was able to get me off orally as quick as Alison. I gently grabbed onto her curly hair and removed my extremely stimulated cock from her mouth. "Wow baby. You are so good at that. But I don't want to cum already." I informed her. "I know baby. I just love sucking on your nice hard cock." She replied in her sexy voice, then gave a gentle kiss to the tip of my dick and my heavy nutsack. She got to her feet, walked over to a stack of heavy duty boxes, and silently called me over to her using a finger motion. With my pants still around my ankles, I unbuttoned my shirt as I did a penguin walk across the room. Seeing me shuffle across the room like that, with my dick bouncing up and down along the way, caused her to laugh out loud. Once I was right up against her, we kissed passionately as she helped me out of my dress shirt and undershirt. She moved her soft lips down my neck and chest to my nipples, while she stroked my cock to keep it hard. Though I loved having my nipples licked and nibbled on, I knew that we didn't have all the time in the world. I turned Alison around so that she could lean against the stack of boxes behind us. My hands slid beneath the tight material of her shirt and I lifted it up over her head. At the same time, she reached behind her back, unzipped her skirt and lowered it to the floor. I took a step back to get a better glimpse of Alison's beautiful, naked body. She looked so sexy standing there with her long legs still covered by pink stockings; her perky, fully exposed 34C tits; and her amazingly smooth, thick curves. Her entire body was a consistent bronze color with absolutely no tan lines. I had not noticed earlier at the office, but she had trimmed her pubic hair into the shape of a heart. "Happy Valentine's Day! I did that for you baby." She mentioned as she pointed to the heart shaped patch of fuzz. I couldn't contain myself any longer. I stepped back towards her and moved my lips directly to her breasts. When I leaned in to take her nipple into my mouth, she let out a loud moan. Alison's nipples and breasts must get extremely sensitive during sex, because it is a huge turn on for her. While I sucked and tongued her nipple, I used a hand to massage the opposing boob. As I began to alternate back and forth between tits, I move my free down to her crotch. She was so aroused that her juices were literally dripping out of her pussy into my hand. I inserted two fingers and began fucking her in the same fashion I did earlier in the day. She was moaning so loud, I became a little nervous that someone might hear her if they walked by. I could feel her heart beating like mad beneath the meaty flesh of her titties. After several minutes, she leaned close to my ear and moaned, "I want you inside me baby. I need to feel your cock deep inside me." I removed my mouth from her pink, ripe nipple and replied, "Ok, but I need to taste you first." I pulled her up to a standing position, and slowly worked my lips and tongue down her body until I was squatting beneath her. I situated myself between her legs, leaned my head back and worked my tongued up into the folds of her sopping cunt. I could feel her cum flow into my mouth as I sucked on her pussy lips and buried my tongue into her quivering hole. Within seconds, a pool of her juices collected in the back of my throat and I had to swallow. I loved the way she tasted. I could drink her in all day. She removed my head from between her legs, looked down to my completely glazed face and cried out, "Fuck me now. I need you inside me right now." I am not a fan of using condoms because of the sensitivity issue, but I knew that Alison would not let my dick near her pussy without one on. I kicked my pants from around my ankles and quickly ran across the room to grab the condoms out of my coat. I was so anxious, I was having a lot of trouble opening the wrapper. Alison grabbed packet from my hand. "I really want to let you fuck me without one. But not while I am still married." She grabbed a corner of the wrapper in her teeth and smoothly ripped it open. "Here, sit in that chair baby and I will put it on for you." I sat down in the chair, Alison squatted in front of me and stroked my cock to get it nice and hard again. I didn't even notice she did it, but she placed the condom in her mouth and rolled it down the length of my dick with her lips. That was quite a turn on because no one had ever done that to me before. She then climbed into the chair and straddled me. Using one hand to hold onto me for balance, she used the other to help position my cock at her opening. As she lowered her hips, the full length of my prick easily glided into her warm, wet twat. Once we established a good rhythm with each other, she began to buck her hips up and down harder and faster. I could feel her vaginal muscles tighten around my piston as her cum flowed constantly down my balls and thighs, onto the chair. I reached up and massaged her tits as she continued to bounce up and down in my lap. She swayed her head back and forth with each pleasurable thrust, causing her damp hair to whip gently across my face. She soon slowed the pace and her entire body glistened with sweat from the vigorous workout she just endured. I wrapped my arms around her back, pulling her tight against me. I leaned forward, keeping my cock buried deep inside her, and lifted us from the chair as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I didn't want to lay her down on the filthy floor, so I was able to free one arm to pulled a few flat, broken down boxes off a shelf to the area beneath us. I lowered her to the cardboard on her back, with my body positioned between her legs and still inside her, I leaned down to kiss her softly. "I love you so much baby." I whispered as I stared deep into her hazel eyes. Out of breath, she replied "Me too. I want you to fuck me hard. Fuck my pussy hard and deep baby." I pulled back enough to where the head of my dick was about to fall out of her opening, then I slammed it all the way back in. It took a few more strokes to get my body adjusted to the right position before I started to pound in and out of her. Propped up by my arms, I could continue to stare into Alison's eyes as I rapidly pumped in and out of her tightening pussy. Both our bodies lathered with sweat and fluids caused a loud slapping sound to echo throughout the room each time I slammed back into her. We probably should have been more cautious with how loud we were being, but we were overcome by our savage and animalistic sexuality. I felt the pressure starting to build in my balls as I continued to pound away. When Alison screamed out loud that she was cumming, my dick went rigid and I pushed deep inside her as I began to spurt my large load into the reservoir tip of the condom. Completely spent, I collapsed on top of Alison and nestled my head between her two tit pillows. Her heart must have been beating a thousand times a minute as I rested firmly against her chest. Once our bodies settled a bit, I reached down and pinched the condom against my dick so that it wouldn't slide off as I removed my weakened prick from inside her. I removed the condom and tossed it on the floor next to the wrapper, then laid down on my back next to Alison. Still catching her breath, Alison muttered, "Oh my Thomas. I have never, ever been fucked quite like that before. That was amazing." "I know. I don't think I've ever fucked anyone like that before either." I replied. "My body is still shaking. I don't think I have an ounce of fluid or sweat left in my body." "I know. I wish we could lie here all day. I'm completely exhausted. But we probably should get back to the office soon." I sat up and look around at how our clothes were scattered throughout the entire room. I was completely blown away by what had just happened. We both certainly had a lot of pent up sexual aggression that we were able to relieve. I got to my feet, helped Alison up from the floor, and we gathered our clothes and got dressed. There were markings of our sex everywhere; sweat and bodily fluids on the floor and boxes, the soaked seat cushion; things that would dry and disappear over the next hour or so. One thing I absolutely could not leave behind was the cum filled condom and its wrapper. I grabbed my coat, gave Alison back her thong and bra, then carefully placed the condom in my pocket. To make it look like we actually did come to the storage room for a reason, I put few office supplies into a box to take back with us. When we got back down to the lobby, I had to stop at the security desk to sign out. It was now 1:20pm, well past our allotted lunch hour. I didn't care though, my mind was still in nirvana. As we were walking back towards our office building, I was a little lost for words, so I asked, "What are you and Derek doing tonight to celebrate Valentine's Day?" Kind of surprised by my question, Alison replied "Probably nothing. I doubt he even realizes that it is Valentine's Day. I'm sure he will work late as usual." Part of me did not believe those statements. I doubt that any husband would not realize that it is V-Day, let alone get away with it. I just think that Alison liked to paint me a mental picture of how terrible of a husband Derek was. I guess to try to make our actions seem more justifiable. The Office Affair Then she asked of me, "How about you? What do you have planned for Nicole?" Oh…right…I guess I failed to mention to this point that I had a live-in girlfriend of nearly three years. Nicole was a great partner; smart, loving and very pretty. The relationship between Nicole and I was great, but for whatever reason, my mind, heart and dick all wanted me to be with Alison. "I got her this sapphire bracelet that she wanted. Then we have reservations for dinner." I could sense some sadness in Alison when I told her this. "She's a lucky girl." Then she stopped dead in her tracks. "I feel like I reek of sex. My hair is completely soaked. I think I am going to run home and shower real quick." I agreed that it wouldn't be a bad idea considering she only lived a few miles away and no one was in the office to realize anyway. We parted ways as we approached the parking lot. When I got back to the office, I stopped in the restroom to wash Alison's drying cum from my face. As I walked back into the office, I noticed that everyone had returned from lunch. I wanted to try to avoid any confrontation, but ran into Jamie in the hallway. "I guess you are all back already. How was lunch?" I said not really thinking. "Yeah, it's like 1:30. We got back around 1. Where'd you go? Thought you were staying in?" Jamie questioned. I tilted the box I was carrying towards her…"I went over to storage to grab a few things." "Oh, cool. Where's Alison?" She asked innocently. Concerned by the question, I got a bit defensive. "I don't know. She was here when I left. I think her doctor called her. Maybe she had to go see him." "Hmmm. Her car was still out there when we got back from lunch, but I haven't seen her since." Jamie informed me. "I don't know then. Why do ask? Do you need her for something?" I asked as my throat nervously tightened. "No. But she received a nice gift from someone. Just thought you might know where she was." I could now tell that Jamie wasn't digging for information because she suspected anything, she just wanted to gab with Alison about her gift. After I returned the storage key to Bethany, on the way back to my office I glanced into the Alison's work area and saw the gift sitting on her desk. There must have been 3 or 4 dozen long stemmed red roses made up in a gigantic bouquet. Unless Alison had a secret admirer, I figured the flowers had to be a gift from her husband. At a few minutes past 2 o'clock, Alison returned from her shower. I was going to rush out to warn her that Jamie was asking about her whereabouts, but before I could get down the hallway, all of the girls had already swarmed to Alison's desk to chatter about the beautiful rose bouquet. About 15 minutes later, I received an instant message… AliCat80Meow: Thomas. U didn't have anything to do w/ this, did u? TomFMorgan80: No. Wish I did. Isn't there a card? AliCat80Meow: There is. All it says is 'Happy Valentine's Day. I Love You With All My Heart.' TomFMorgan80: I figured they are from Derek. Who else would possibly send that many roses? AliCat80Meow: Oh wait. I have a voicemail on my work phone. Hold on. TomFMorgan80: K AliCat80Meow: Yup. They r from Derek. Guess he thinks he can smooth everything over w/ roses. TomFMorgan80: They are really nice. AliCat80Meow: Whatever. He also said we have reservations at Lew De Amor. TomFMorgan80: You mean Lieu d'Amour downtown? That's supposedly one of the best restaurants in the city. I didn't want to freak Alison out, but Lieu d'Amour was the same place I was taking Nicole for dinner. I had to make reservations for that place like a month in advance, I assume Derek probably had to do the same. AliCat80Meow: Our reservations r at 6 so he is picking me up here at 4. Sucks. I was hoping 2 have more alone time w/ u when everyone left. TomFMorgan80: I know. I wish I could just make everyone disappear. Oh well, you should have a nice time tonight. AliCat80Meow: Yeah, we will see. The rest of the work day was pretty dull, as usual. Derek picked Alison up at 4 o'clock as promised. Most people in the office left early that day so they could make it home for their evening plans. My reservations were not until 7pm, but I still cut out of the office a little before 5. Nicole didn't know where we were going yet, so I wanted to give her plenty of time to get ready. Once I got to my apartment, Nicole greeted my at the door with a huge hug and deep kiss. She thanked me for the roses and chocolates that she received at her work earlier. I didn't want to give her the bracelet just yet, so I told her to pick out a nice dress because we were heading to Lieu d'Amour for dinner. "No way. Are you serious?" She screamed with excitement as she through her arms around me. "I wanted this to be a special night for my baby." I said with a smile as I stared down into her pretty blue eyes. "I love you so much. I have a very important surprise for you later." She replied as she raised her 5'2 frame on her tiptoes to give me another deep kiss. A sense of guilt overcame my mind as I said, "I love you too baby." I very much meant those words. I loved Nicole with all my heart. It's just that Alison was also somehow able to grab a piece of my heart too. I told Nicole to pick out our attire for the evening while I took a shower. As I undressed in the bathroom, I could smell Alison's essence as soon as I removed my pants and underwear. I stood in front of the mirror and admired my limp cock as if I owed it praise for a job well done. When I stepped into the shower, I could feel the warm water washing away the slimy buildup of cum on my dick, balls and thighs. As I washed my body, I closed my eyes and envisioned my cock in Alison's tight pussy and her juices flowing out all over my crotch. I had become completely aroused from my daydream. As I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, Nicole was standing there in just a pair of panties. Seeing her standing there almost completely naked, with her cute little B cup tits exposed, made my cock get even harder. "Wow. Look at you, all aroused." She said as she walked over and grabbed onto my solid prick. "What are you doing baby?" I asked as she started stroking me. "I figured I would be ready to jump in the shower right after you. But now…" I wanted her to continue, but I knew we were a little pressed for time to get too involved. "Baby, you gotta shower and get ready. We should get going soon in case there is traffic." "You're right sweetie. We can save this for later." As she gripped her hand tighter around my dick and gave a few last tugs before releasing it. Nicole had picked out the best suit I had in my closet to wear. When she came out of the bathroom, she looked so beautiful in her sparkling, sapphire colored dress. I was going to give Nicole her bracelet right then so she could wear it to the restaurant, but when I reached into the wrong coat pocket, I grabbed onto the used condom from earlier. Trying to not panic, I helped Nicole into her coat then handed her the car keys. "Here, the car is running. I will be down in a second. I got to use the toilet first." As soon as Nicole left the apartment, I rushed around trying to think of how I could get rid of the condom and the wrapper. I couldn't flush it in the toilet or just throw it into the trash can where it would be in plain sight, so I wrapped it in several paper towels, crumpled a piece of newspaper around it and buried it deep into the kitchen garbage. I quickly washed my hands, exited the apartment and we were on our way. When we got to the restaurant, I pulled up to valet out front. As we entered the main doors, the waiting area was absolutely packed. Since I had made reservations so far in advance, the hostess at the podium informed me that our table would be ready shortly. As we waited, Nicole and I wondered around a bit to check out the several different dining areas. The place was absolutely beautiful, furnished and decorated by expensive French art and architecture. All of the sudden, we could hear someone yelling my name from the other end of one of the dining rooms. It was Alison sitting at a table with Derek. Nicole and I walked back to say hello to them. "Oh my God. I can't believe you two ended up coming here too. Isn't this place absolutely amazing?" I could tell that Alison was a little tipsy by looking at her eyes. Plus the wine bottle and her glass were completely empty, and I don't think that Derek drinks at all, so Alison must have finished the whole thing herself. "I'd offer you some wine, but we are waiting for our waiter to bring a new bottle and our desert. Did you eat yet?" Alison slightly slurred. "No we just got here. Our table should be ready soon." I replied. I reached out and shook Derek's hand. "How's it going Derek? You both have met my girlfriend Nicole. Right?" "I am doing well. Yes, we met at the Christmas party last December." Derek replied. Alison stood up and gave Nicole a big hug. "Wow Nicole. You look absolutely amazing. I love that dress." "Thank you. You look great too." Nicole replied. Alison looked more than great, she looked absolutely gorgeous. She looked as glamorous as a celebrity in her beautiful, black, form fitting dress and all the sparkling diamond jewelry on her neck, ears, wrists, ankles and fingers. I couldn't help staring up and down her body as she stood there towering over Nicole. I could feel my body starting to get worked up again, so I knew it was time for us to split. "Well, we should get back. Our table should be ready by now. You two enjoy the rest of the evening." I told them as I grabbed Nicole by her arm and led her back towards the hostess station. Shortly after, we were seated at our table in a room that was clear on the other side of the restaurant from where Alison was seated. I was kind of relieved knowing that Alison would not be a distraction to me while I was sitting there with Nicole. Before our waiter came over to take our drink order, I had already found a bottle of cabernet sauvignon on the wine list that I figured we would both enjoy. "We'll take a couple waters to start. Then a bottle of the Heitz Cellar '99 Martha's Vineyard Cabernet with our dinner." I told the waiter. "That's ok hon. I'm not drinking tonight." Nicole said to me softly. "Everything ok babe? This is a really good bottle of your favorite kind of wine." I insisted. "Please, order the bottle if you want it, but I can't drink. We'll talk about it after we order." Nicole urged. After we placed our order and the waiter had walked away, Nicole pulled an envelope out of her purse and handed it across the table to me. My heart was racing uncontrollably because I wasn't sure what it was. As I opened the envelope, I could feel that the content inside was some sort of photo. Before I could pull out the photo and realize what it was exactly, Nicole blurted… "I'm pregnant. That's my sonogram. I found out for sure last Friday, but I wanted to save the surprise for today." "Oh my God, Nicky. This is amazing." I got up out of my seat, walked to her side of the table and gave her a huge hug and kiss. My mind was in a whirlwind. I was overwhelmed with joy, yet part of me was apprehensive because the reality of it had not set in. I went to the restroom to collect my thoughts so that I wouldn't say anything stupid. I had to walk back across the restaurant to get to the restroom. Once inside, I stood in front of the mirror staring into my own eyes. I can't even tell you what was going through my head or how long I was standing there. Finally, I took a deep breath, splashed some cold water onto my face and patted it dry with a fancy paper towel. When I walked out of the men's room, I was grabbed abruptly by my tie and dragged into the women's by Alison. Before I could say a word, she had me pushed up against the sink and her tongue buried in my mouth. After a few seconds I pushed her away from me and said…"Wait, I need…" She interrupted, "Don't worry baby, no one else is in here. We can hide out in one of these." I did not notice it while in the men's room, but these restrooms were so nice that there weren't actual stalls, but several separate closed off rooms for each toilet. Once inside the separate room, Alison reached back and locked the door. With a look of lust in her eyes, she wrapper her arms around me and pressed her entire body against mine. "I'm still wet from earlier baby. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you all day. I have never been fucked so good in my life." She whispered to me before returning her lips to mine. Sanity abandoned me and I accepted the situation. Soon I had her dress pulled up and my hands were behind her, massaging her ass cheeks. I could feel the warmth of her wetness being drawn into her ass crack by the thong that ran up through it. She unlocked our lips, dropped to a squatting position, looked up to me and said, "You've been so good to me today. I feel like I owe you so much. You made me cum countless times. The least I can do is make you cum again." She undid my belt and dropped my pants to the floor. My dick wasn't completely hard, but it was aroused enough to be dangling right in front of Alison's face. "Here, sit down on the toilet." She instructed. Once seated, Alison lowered the straps on her dress and slid the material down her body enough to expose her wonderful tits. The sight made my dick come to full attention. "You always said you wanted to titty fuck me." She whimpered seductively. She leaned down into my crotch and pressed her warm mounds of flesh firmly together and around my stiff cock. To lube the crevice, she split a few globs of saliva onto the top of her cleavage. She used her hands slide her tanned tits up and down the length of my pole. With each thrust through the top, the head of dick was drawing the spit down between her boobs. I couldn't believe how amazing it felt. After a few minutes, I felt my by balls start to churn. "Oh fuck, I'm going to cum baby." I strained to say as soft as possible. In one swift motion, she pulled back her breasts and moved her mouth to my stiff dick. With her lips wrapped tight around the head of my prick, she worked my entire length into her mouth. Then, as if a gunshot went off, she started to rapidly suck my dick like she was in a race. It wasn't long before my tool became completely rigid and I was spurting hot wads of cum into the back of Alison's throat. She stopped her sucking motion and became still as she let my cock empty completely into her mouth. Once finished, I removed my spent dick from between her lips, stood and pulled my pants back up around my waist. Alison pulled several sheets of toilet paper from the dispenser and wiped the saliva from her cleavage. Then she spit my cum into the tissues, threw them into the toilet and flushed. I wanted to say some words of gratitude or love, but the only phrase I was able to blurt out was…"Nicole's pregnant." "What did you say?" Alison replied horrified, as she pulled the dress straps up over her shoulders and adjusted the material over her breasts. "Nicole is pregnant. She just told me tonight." I restated, not knowing how she was going to react. Standing there completely stunned, Alison finally cocked her arm back, and before I had time to react, she slapped me across the face with all of her might. She stormed out of the restroom without saying another word. I stood there in a daze for a few moments, then came back to my senses wondering how I was going to escape the women's room without anyone noticing. Once the coast was clear, I hurried out of the restroom and made my way back to my table. As I sat down, Nicole looked over with concern and said, "Everything ok baby? What happened to your face? The left side is all red and you are sweating." "It's nothing hon. While in the room, I splashed some water on my face, that's all. Then on my way back, I wasn't paying attention and I walked right into one of those sculpture up front." I felt guilty saying so, but I obviously had no problems telling blatant lies right to Nicole's face. "Poor baby. Well, momma's going to have to take care of you once we get home." Nicole replied with a wink and a cute smile. A few minutes later, our dinner arrived. We sat there for about another 2 hours eating our delicious meal and dessert. Sadly, nothing was awkward for me. We had a completely normal conversation and even discussed the pregnancy and when we were going to break the news to our parents. On the ride home from the restaurant, Nicole was being quite frisky, which was unusual considering she did not drink any alcohol all night. Sitting in the passenger seat, she teased me by pulling almost all the way up her thighs and was rubbing her legs and crotch. With her free hand, she reached across the consol and fondled my cock through my pants as I was driving. To keep her from pulling my dick out of my pants and possibly smelling Alison's sent on me, I reached in my pocket and pulled out the bracelet I bought her. She was so happy and appreciative of the gift, but I think it only made her hornier. Before things could go too far in the car, we arrived home. Once inside the apartment, I darted into the bathroom so I could wash any foreign scent or markings. Good thing I did too, because when I wiped the length of my dick with a wet washcloth, there was a significant presence of Alison's lipstick. If Nicole and I were about to have sex, I needed to get my head straight, and forget about what happened back in the restaurant restroom. When I exited the bathroom and entered the bedroom, Nicole was already completely naked on the bed. She laid there with both hands between her legs, softly rubbing the outer lips of her pussy while she watched me undress. I could feel an erection growing as I pulled down my pants and boxers and kicked them off into the laundry hamper. As I crawled into bed next to Nicole, mental and emotional exhaustion started to set in on me. As I laid there in a daze, Nicole rolled her naked body onto mine, looked in my eyes and said, "What's wrong baby? Am I not turning you on?" "No, you are turning me on very much so honey. I am just so tired. It's been a long day." "Well, maybe I can help you out then." She replied as she worked kisses all the way down my nude body to my steamy crotch. I knew at this point that Nicole wasn't going to stop until she got what she wanted, because typically she was not really into foreplay, especially giving head. When she started to suck my dick, I couldn't help but notice how inexperienced she was compared to Alison. I feared that my dick might go soft in her mouth, so I pulled her back up towards me but guided her hand to stay below and keep stroking. After a few minutes of kissing and stroking, Nicole straddled my hips and lowered her warm tight pussy onto my throbbing dick. Never before had it been so apparent how drastically different women's vaginas are. Nicole was very warm, moist and firmly restricting along the entire length of my dick. Where as Alison would get sopping wet and have varying muscles that would spasm and constrict around different parts of my cock. Two completely different experiences of intimacy. After about ten minutes of riding my cock, Nicole stopped, started rubbing her belly and said, "Can you believe we have a little baby growing in here?" Something about hearing her say that really turned me on. I laid Nicole on her back, positioned myself on top of her and started to pound her pussy hard like I did to Alison earlier. After several minutes of vigorous fucking, I felt that tingle in my balls. I slowed my pace and let out loud grunt as my cock flooded Nicole's insides with cum. The Office Affair Completely exhausted, I stared deep into Nicole's eyes and whimpered, "I love you so much honey." Then I fell to my side and was asleep within seconds. … The next day at work, I informed everyone that Nicole was pregnant and I was going to be a father. I knew that Alison would not be into work all day because it was Tuesday, so I needed to keep my mind occupied. Most of the day was spent chatting with people in the office about becoming a parent, baby names and things like that. Around 3pm that afternoon, I received a phone call from Alison. I was so pleased to hear her voice but fearful of what the conversation would lead to. She explained that the reason she slapped me and stormed out the night before was because at that moment she felt like I was just using her as a whore. I explained to her that she caught me at a vulnerable moment and that I would never see her as a whore because I truly cared for her. Basically, the rest of the phone conversation was her telling me that our affair had to end. She felt that what we were doing was so very wrong and unfair to our significant others, and would be even more wrong to continue with Nicole being pregnant. Though I didn't like hearing it, I did agree. I had an amazing thing going on with Nicole. Why would I want to screw that up? … At first, things were slightly awkward between Alison and I, but as time wore on, we were able to return to the friendship bond we had when she first started working for the company. The next few weeks were great. I was friends with Alison again, my relationship with Nicole was getting stronger by the day, and my conscience was becoming clear again. Life was wonderful, that is, until I showed up for work on Monday, February 28, 2005. As soon as I pulled into the parking lot that morning, I knew that something strange was going on. I was about 30 minutes early, yet the cars of the entire management staff were already there. That was rare. As I walked up the stairs from the lobby to the second floor where our office was, I had a bad feeling churning in my stomach. When I entered the main door to the office, my immediate supervisor was standing there, waiting to escort me to the conference room. I wasn't even allowed to take my workbag and coat to my desk. As I entered the conference room, there sat all of my managers and Jeff, the president of the company. Standing off to the side, Mr. Catenger (the owner and Alison's father) was talking to Linda, Faith and one of the building's security guards. I was instructed to sit in a chair directly across from where everyone else was seated. I knew that this couldn't be good. As soon as I settled into my seat, Jeff cleared his throat and spoke up… "Mr. Morgan, you may or may not know why you are sitting in front of us today, but an unfavorable situation has been brought to our attention and we need to handle it immediately. I am going to ask you a few questions, so please answer them honestly." "Alright." I promptly responded. "Did you go to our company's storage room on the third floor of Building 5 on Monday, February 14?" Jeff inquired. "Yes, I did." I confidently replied. "Did you lock the door upon exiting the storage room?" As he finished the question, it occurred to me that I forgot use the key to lock the door when we left the storage room. "Uh. I'm honestly not sure. Why? The storage room didn't get broken into, did it?" "Not quite…Yesterday I received a call from the security guard on duty at Building 5 informing me that the door to our storage room was unlocked and partially open. He said that everything looked normal, but asked if I would come check things out to make sure. When I showed up to looke around the room, everything appeared to be in place, but then I found this…" Jeff pulled an unopened condom from beneath his folder and held it in plain sight. "Is this yours Mr. Morgan?" He asked as he slid the condom across the table to me. "No. I don't think so." I replied, knowing that it really was mine. "Mr. Morgan, have you had sexual relations with anyone from this office on company property?" I wasn't sure where this was all coming from. Were they basing this all on a hunch because they found a condom? I had no choice but to lie. "No sir. Not at all. Never." I replied. I could see the disappointment on Jeff's face because he knew I wasn't telling the truth. "Well, Mr. Morgan. The door being left unlocked was not a problem once I realized that nothing seemed to be missing. But when I found the condom, I knew something funny was going on. When I checked the log book with security, you were the last person to sign in for that room. I'm guessing you did not know this, but we have a security camera in the storage room. When I had security check the tape from February 14, this is what we discovered…" Before Jeff could hit play on the VCR, my heart had sunk. As the tape played, everyone in the room gasped at the sight of me and Alison completely naked in the middle of the room, fucking. I looked around the room to the sight of total disgust on everyone's face, especially Mr. Catenger. I knew what was coming next. Jeff continued, "I think you know what this mean. This evidence…" Mr. Catenger interrupted, "I've had enough! MR. MORGAN, YOU ARE FIRED! You have 10 minutes to gather your belongings and get off of company property, never to return." I promptly stood up to exit the room. I couldn't understand why they couldn't just fire me instead of embarrassing me in front of everyone with all the theatrics. As I approached the conference room door, Mr. Catenger cornered me and said very angrily, "It is one thing to screw up for this company, but you never, ever fuck with my family!" I thought he was going to punch me, but the security guard stepped between us. I gathered my things as quick as possible and was escorted off the premises. As soon as I got to my car I called Alison's cell phone to see if she knew anything about this, but she did not answer. The drive home was pretty much a blur. Then same question kept running through my head over and over. What was I going to tell Nicole? When I arrived home, Nicole had already left for work. I knew that she usually came home for lunch, so I only had a few hours to figure out what to tell her. I knew if I told her the truth of why I was fired, she would surely leave me. I couldn't lose the only thing that truly mattered to me in my life, so I came up with a lie. I ended up telling Nicole that I was fired due to a costly mistake with a client. She completely believed me, though I did not feel good about it. … As the weeks wore on, no new job surfaced, so I had no choice but to apply for unemployment. Once spring came around, I was able to get a job with a friend's landscaping company, getting paid under the table so I could still collect my unemployment checks. Through the summer months, money started to become a struggle as we planned more and more for the baby's arrival. Despite my misfortunes, Nicole stuck by my side the whole way. That is, until July 10th, the day she bumped into a former coworker, Melissa at the grocery store and the truth to my firing was revealed. When I arrived home later that evening, all of Nicole's belongings were gone and there was a note explaining why she had left. I was crushed, but accepted that it was 100% my fault. Over the next several months, I dedicated all my time to try and get Nicole back. Though she swore she would never take me back, she promised that she would not shut me out of our child's life. On October 20, 2005, Nicole gave birth to a healthy baby girl, Brianna. ………………… It is now approaching Valentine's Day 2009, and a lot has changed. Brianna is now 3 and a half years old and growing up so fast. I still get to see her several times throughout the week and every other weekend. Nicole is engaged to marry a successful CPA this summer. I am happy for her, she deserves the best. I will always have a place for her in my heart because she never let up on her promise that she would not shut me out of my daughter's life. I have not spoken to or seen Alison since before the day I was fired, but I heard through the grapevine that she is still married to Derek and about 2 years ago she gave birth to twin boys. Apparently, what happened between me and her back then was kept secret from her husband, or they were somehow able to work it out. I still think about her often, wondering what I would say if I ran into her. Part of me feels that it is probably best for both of us if we never see each other again. As for me, I eventually found a new office job in the city doing various marketing tasks for a local clothing designer. Over the past year and a half I have been dating and living with girl that I met through work named Tina. Though I do not feel that deep loving connection with her yet, Tina is good to me and she absolutely loves helping me out with Brianna. Recently, my dumb ass has gone back to my old ways and I have been hooking up with an old flame, Jamie, behind Tina's back. Jamie, who no longer works for Catenger Marketing either, often meets her new coworkers for happy hour at a bar that I also frequent for happy hours. One evening I agreed to give her a ride home from the bar, one thing led to another, and she ended up blowing me along the way. Since then, we have been meeting at various locations basically just to fuck. Though I think Jamie expects the relationship to go somewhere, I am convinced that I am just in it for the sex. In a few weeks, I am going to be put right back into the situation of having to please two women on Valentine's Day. I can already sense that something horrible is going to come of it. Lord, what is wrong with me? Why can't I just settle for the good things I have going on for myself? I need be a real man and stop letting my dick run my life. The Office- Angela vs. Pam Note* this story is completely separate and individual from the office series I wrote before... "Pam's wedding day." ***** Pam and Jim just arrived to work, not looking all that forward to another long day at Dunder Mifflin. Although they are happy to always be around each other, they spend plenty of time together outside of work now that they are a couple and see each other quite frequently during the week. It was a day after the big carnival that Phyllis put on as Toby's going away present where Jim planned to propose until Andy proposed to Angela first, which she accepted. Pam was pretty disappointed that he didn't propose and she thought when she saw the fireworks going off that Jim was up to something, and ended up not making any moves. Angela walked in with her head up high and feeling like a million dollars to be the girl walking in and being the only one engaged. Pam could see the cockiness that Angela was taunting and thought that should have been her and wasn't happy in the least to be having it rubbed in her face. An hour or so goes by and Angela heads to the bathroom, where Pam follows as a way to maybe talk Angela down from the pedestal she feels she is on. When Pam walks in, she sees Angela standing in front of the mirror admiring her ring and smiling away. "Angela, umm can I speak to you for a moment?" Pam said staring down Angela ready to speak her mind. "Well you can certainly try Pam but to be honest as the alpha-female of the office now, I can't really promise I'll listen." Angela fired back with strong words to match the intensity that Pam was using with her eyes. "Listen, I'm very happy for you and Andy, in fact we all are , but do you think you can take this whole I'm better than everyone down a notch? I mean it's really uncomfortable and annoying to be around." Pam tried to be stern but reasonable in her defense. "Aww Pam. Pam. Pam. Is that jealousy you're carrying? Don't be upset that I'm clearly the new woman on top of the office. You are the old news of the office, and I'm the present. But maybe go give Roy a call, maybe he will settle for you." Angela showing the ultimate disrespect towards Pam. Pam didn't really consider herself the alpha female of the office, nor did she give it much thought. However, she wasn't blind, and she knew a lot of the guys stared her down all the time and she was pretty much the only eye candy that place had to offer, so she was going to stand her ground, especially right now in this battle against Angela. "Angela, let me make this very easy for you to understand. I can easily have any guy that I want in this office and you can't. In fact, if I even put a touch of effort into it , I would have Andy crawling on the floor as my little toy with a snap of a finger." Pam shooting daggers into Angela's eyes with her own. "Is that so? Well then how about a little friendly wager? Whoever can get their guy to go further wins. That's right, you see how far you can get Andy to go, and I'll do the same with Jim." Angela standing there confident and smiling away as she makes her bet to Pam." "Angela, first off you're nuts, and second of all Jim would never ever cheat on me. He's waited years to get me, he's not going to risk it on the old lady in the office." Pam said smiling to her own stab at Angela's age. "What's wrong? Don't think you can win? Fair enough, excuse me." Angela tried to walk past Pam until she stopped her rethinking the bet. "Wait, what exactly would be the terms?" Pam couldn't believe she was agreeing to this or even contemplating moving forward with this. "Okay well if I win I won't mention the wedding one more time around work or act like I am . I'll go back to old me, but if you lose then you have to be my maid of honor and focus on nothing but my wedding. Agreed?" Angela made her request as she put her hand out for Pam to shake and agree. "This is ridiculous, I'm not agreeing to possibly cheat on Jim or vice versa. Just do what you want." Pam began to walk to the door and forget the bet until Angela started making chicken noises and even called Pam a pussy which just shows how over her head Angela truly was and needed to be stopped. "Fine you know what, you're on." Pam shook her head in disbelief but shook Angela's hand as well and the bet was officially under way. Angela and Pam agreed that they had until the end of the day to score as many points as they could with opposing men. Pam didn't really know what she meant or how this would be scored but nonetheless she agreed and they went back to their desks. Pam eventually stood up to get a drink of water where at this point Angela headed over to Jim's desk. "Jim, I'm sorry to bother you, but could you tell me what this number says on this paper? Kevin's writing is like a child." Angela got the answer she wanted from Jim, and headed back to her desk but she purposefully dropped her piece of paper and bent over nice and slow showing off her nice little ass covers by the right black pants she was wearing. Pam witnessed from the water cooler than Jim was obviously looking directly at it, and Angela could feel his eyes on it as well. Angela headed to where Pam was to get some water and as she did so she smiled at Pam and whispered, "1-0." Pam now saw what she meant by scoring points and just exactly how to do it. About an hour had passed and Pam was called over to Andy's desk about an email that she sent him. "This email literally makes no sense to me. Can you explain what this is." Andy said trying to understand what the email was all about. However, as Pam explained he couldn't help but notice Pam's chest literally in his face with her shirt unbuttoned to show just the right amount or cleavage. The entire time that Pam was talking Andy stared at Pam's tits trying hard not to be obvious. When Pam was done explaining her email, she headed back to her desk and began fixing her shoes, bending down and sticking her ass covered in that right black skirt high in the air where once again Andy had to stop what he was doing to admire. Pam sat back down in her chair and looked over to Angela who was staring angrily at her already and became even more mad when Pam mouthed the words, "2-1" her way. Angela knew she had to step up her game if she was going to win this bet. Everyone was at their lunch except Angela who remained at her desk. Everyone else was outside having a little party for lunch as Michael had the going away Toby party mindset still going on. Jim and Pam were outside eating side by side and Pam figured the game was over and that wasn't so bad. Until Jim got a phone call from Angela explaining she had to speak to him about paperwork he turned in earlier and that it was urgent. Pam tried to talk him out of it knowing Angela's real reason for calling, but Jim not realizing what was going on between the two of them decided to head up there anyways and see what needed to be fixed. Besides , he needed his work to be perfect to get a bonus he really needed for his eventual wedding to Pam one day soon. Jim walked in to the office and headed to Angela's desk where she sat staring at a turned off computer screen and pretending to act unhappy. "Damnit Jim, I was going to show you what was wrong but the computer has been acting up all day, one of the cords under the computer desk keeps getting loose and I don't know which one it is and I don't know what to do." Angela said hoping Jim would take the bait. "Whoa whoa relax Angela. Let me take a look, I'm sure it's not that big of a deal, just take it easy." Jim said to Angela whom he was sure was having another one of her moments. Jim crawled under the desk and began looking at which one of the wires was causing trouble. As he laid on his back reaching up to mess with the wires under her desk Angela lifted herself off the chair and pulled off her pants. Jim was shocked at what he was seeing, beyond lost. Figuring that Jim was an ass man for being with Pam who Angela knew had one heck of an ass and one even she admired, she turned around and slowly pulled her black panties down revealing more and more of her ass to Jim before her panties were all the way down. Angela sat back in her chair and spread her legs open as Jim was frozen with shock and just sat there and watched. Angela was playing with her pussy staring at Jim as she did so. She signaled her finger for Jim to come to her with his mouth and Jim still lost in this moment obeyed like under hypnotism. Moments later Angela pushed her chair more towards the desk and just like that she felt Jim's tongue swirling around her pussy. She knew she had to attack Jim with the element of surprise and did just that as Jim and Angela's hands locked as did Angela pussy and Jim's tongue. "Oh yeah lick that pussy Jim. Mmmmm you do it so well. Fuck." Angela was saying to Jim giving her sign of approval as to how well he was eating her out. Pam headed into the office wondering what was taking so long. As she got closer, she could hear Angela moaning and talking to dirty. No. It couldn't be, there's no way. Pam quietly headed in and looked barely towards her desk where she couldn't be seen and saw Angela completely naked bouncing up and down on her boyfriend's cock. Jim sat in the chair as Angela rode him fast up and down and side to side as Jim's hands were placed firmly on Angela's ass and his mouth placed firmly on her tits as Angela pushed them together for him to enjoy. Pam turned around and started heading to the elevator to head to the party, as right now she didn't know what to say or what to think. She never thought Jim would go for it and decided to just take her defeat and rethink what she should do about Jim. I mean this never would have happened if Pam didn't agree to the bet to let Angela seduce Jim anyways, so it's not really his fault. She didn't know what to do. That is until the elevator door opened and there stood Andy as he locked eyes with Pam. "Andy misses his fiancée. Needs to see her." Andy was talking in his dumb baby voice as he tried to walk past Pam who grabbed him and threw him back in the elevator and closed the door and hit the break. "Pam, what the fuck is going on?! What are you doing?!" Andy said to try to figure out what the hell this was all about. As Andy was asking for answers though, they started to quickly disappear away as he watched Pam take off her shirt and bra and reveal those tits to him. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her tits and once they were there he did the rest feeling on them and bouncing and moving then around. Pam got down on her knees and quickly removed Andy's pants and before he even had time to say stop or what's happening that cock was in her mouth. She was working on it fast and furious using the image she just saw with Jim and Angela as motivation to give the best blow job she could possibly give. She was being so sloppy with it and spit was falling down from Andy's dick, and she slapped it stains their tongue and licked the sides and licked and sucked on his balls. Andy was receiving the best blow job he ever got and didn't want it to end there. He picked up Pam and aggressively pushed her around and against the wall of the elevator. He lifted up her skirt and ripped off the black panties covering her nice round ass. Andy placed his hands on it and even gave it a few slaps making Pam jump and moan. He stuck his tongue into her Pussy and licked her ass cheeks before sticking that cock into her Pussy. Andy couldn't believe this was happening as he stared at that nice ass pounding away against his cock as he thrusted himself into her grabbing her hips and fucking the shit out of her. "Fuck that pussy Andy, fuck that pussy good and hard ohhhh fuckkkk yesssss!" Andy fixated his eyes on her ass that continued to back into him as she moaned loudly and took every inch that Andy had to give her. Andy was too excited from this unexpected masterpiece that was taking place. "I'm going to fucking cummm ohhhhh". Andy exclaimed as he was getting ready to explode. "Yes fuck Andy give it to me cum all over my ass baby mmmmmmmm." He did just that and came all over her ass as Pam shaked it around in delight as he did so. The next day Pam showed Angela the elevator tape that she knew filmed the whole thing and she took it before Hank came in that morning. He only reviews the tape if something goes missing anyways, and Pam already witnessed what Angela did so they didn't know what to do now as they both went all the way and decided to make it a tie. Although Pam was ahead a point earlier, Angela stated because she seduced Jim first she got an extra point. However, neither of them were happy with that. They knew what the tiebreaker was going to be and agreed to it, the question was what exactly is the tiebreaker or who?