0 comments/ 74990 views/ 5 favorites Show & Tell Dinner By: Lykan "Is that all then? I'll get started on the calls right away." The petite brunette started to stand. "There is one more thing, Katie," I said, interrupting her. She reseated herself. "This is going to sound weird. What are you doing tonight?" Her voice carried teasing notes, "Mr. H! Are you asking me out?" 'Mr. H' is the name she used for me when our flirting started to become serious. It always caused a good amount of amusement between us, and served to lighten the mood. I chuckled. "I told you it would sound weird, didn't I? Yes I am asking you out, and no I'm not. Are you free tonight?" "That depends on whether you're really asking me out or not." A slow smile spread across my face. "Well, I'm not. Not really. I mean, I need someone to come with me tonight. I'm meeting a high priced client who puts more on appearances than he does the actual ability to perform. So, I need a good looking female counterpart to keep his wife occupied while I score the deal." Katie seemed to pout a bit, forcing me to add, "Alright, alright. I'll pay you overtime." Her expression didn't change. "And I'll buy you dinner afterward. Fair?" A mischievous grin spread across her face. "Is that it? I'm giving up a Friday evening for work, and all you're going to give me is a lousy dinner? I could call any guy and get that without having to punch in. What else is in it for me?" "What else should be in it? I'm already paying you." Her eyes rolled in their sockets. Mock exasperation oozed from her voice,"Well, I don't think I can do it. I don't have a single outfit at home that I could wear tonight." "Jeez. Who taught you how to negotiate?" We both knew I had. "Alright, I'll also give you some cash to go buy some new clothes. However, I get to inspect everything you buy to make sure it's appropriate." Again that mischievous grin. "Everything?" Her smile was contagious. "Yes, everything." "Sounds fair. Where should I meet you?" I thought about it briefly. "My house isn't that far from where we're going. Why don't we just meet there and then go?" She agreed and we discussed the meeting times. We would discuss dinner once we were done with the sellers. Plans settled, she stated she was probably going to leave early to pick something up for the meeting. I said that was fine. I couldn't stop my eyes from scanning up and down her well curved body as she left. She always wore a skirt to work. The one she wore today hugged the top swell of her ass before hiding the lower cheeks in a curtain of cloth. Below that her stockinged legs stretched to the floor, capped by a pair of heeled shoes. Hidden by the bow of her back, I could visualize her C cup breasts bouncing slightly as she navigated her way through the door in her high heels. Sighing I returned to work to trudge through the rest of the day. I was excited for the evening. Not just to purchase the house, either. Every time I relaxed for a minute my mind would wander to the extra time I would be spending with Katie. I had hired her almost a year before, but we never really had fallen into the formal employee/boss relationship. She'd always been a good employee, but since the first day she started working for me we'd been flirting. If that's what you want to call it. We always made small talk when we got the chance. Went out to lunch together. Checked each other out. Complimented each others clothes. And when our talk developed a sexual tone, neither of us shied away from the topic. At the end of the day, an hour before normal office hours ended, Katie walked into my office. "Here," I told her, sliding a small pile of dollar bills across my desk. The seven bills totalled five hundred dollars. "Is that enough for your new clothes?" She picked them up and counted the sum. A look of surprise crossed her face before she could wipe it away. Her reaction gave away the fact that she was acting as she pondered the question. "This is it? Just what are these sellers worth to you?" "More than that, but I don't know if I can trust your judgement on clothing selection yet." Actually, if the deal went the way I wanted it to, I stood to make a bare minimum of one hundred times the sum I'd given her. But I didn't need to tell her that. Besides, I needed to make a monetary profit on the deal, too. "You've never complained about my outfits before." She pirouetted for emphasis. My eyes jumped down her curvaceous figure. "Well, no, but I'm not that picky, either. Especially considering the subject inside the clothing. Since this is the first time I've let you use the company's assets we'll start small. Get to know each others' tastes before we go all out. You know, find out if I like your choices in attire." "Alright. I guess this will do...for now. I'm heading out to get some shopping done before I have to get ready. I'll see you in a few hours. At your place?" I nodded and she disappeared. I tried to get back to work, but I just couldn't concentrate. Finally sighing the futility of it all I locked up the office and headed for home myself. Several hours later I heard a knock at my front door. I sprang from the computer desk, putting the computer in standby before dashing to the door. After standing in front of the door for a few seconds to regain my composure I opened it to the reveal my stunningly dressed date, Katie. She was clothed in a light dress that seemed just a little too light for the chilly spring season. The hem hung to mid thigh, practical in a business sense, but still sexy. The top reached no higher than her chest, which was boosted upward by the half cup bra underneath. Thin straps rested on her shoulders, holding the dress in place. She eyed me up and down. "Isn't that a little too unprofessional?" I furrowed by brow, trying to register what she was talking about. A light, late spring breeze started up and tingled against my bare skin. My bare chest, to be exact. I looked down, caught slightly off guard. I'd totally forgotten that I hadn't put a shirt on yet. "Oh, um, no. Actually, I was just about to finish getting ready. I sort of got distracted." I had my slacks and socks on, but I was still naked from the waist up. Realizing my state of dress, or undress, I invited her in and headed for the bedroom to get ready. "If I'd known you were going to dress down that much, I might have gone topless, too." A feminine chuckle. "But you said they respected a professional appearance." "They do." A small laugh of my own. "I gave you too much money, though. I couldn't afford any shirts of my own." By now I had reached my bedroom closet and was rummaging for a shirt and coat. I had raised my voice to talk to her, expecting her to still be in the living room. I was slightly startled, to hear her so close to me. She had entered the room with me and was taking a seat on my bed, looking around at my inner sanctuary while she talked. "Yeah, as if you would run out of money. With a house like this, you can't tell me you gave me the shirt off your back." "No, but I'll give it to you if you want me too." I turned around and slipped the soft cloth of my shirt up my arms. "Besides, didn't I tell you not to judge people by their possessions. I could just be good at managing my debt." Her mouth opened slightly as she watched me button my shirt, eyes following my hand movements like a cat after a mouse. My eyes, in turn, dropped to her lap where she was sitting with her legs slightly apart. The hem of the skirt had lifted, revealing much of her milky thighs. "Yeah, but I'm still willing to bet this house is paid for." I shrugged and selected a tie from the rack on the closet door. "Well, I'm really good at managing my debt." Before I could wrap the string of material around my neck she slid from the bed and closed the distance between us with two sensuous steps. She manipulated the tie towards a firm knot with swift, skilled presicion. I gazed into her honey brown eyes as she worked. The attention must have gotten to her slightly. A reddish glow hinted at her cheeks when she stepped back to admire her handywork. "You know how to tie a tie?" I asked. "I had to learn for my father. He lost a hand in a work accident. I had to do a lot of things for him that he couldn't do anymore." "Lucky guy. I wish I had the same vision he had every time you did up his tie for him." The glow on her cheeks became a little more evident. "Well, you gave me the same look he always gave me. Except his didn't have the extra glint yours did." For one of the few times in my life I didn't have anything to say back. I gazed thoughtfully at her while she returned a timid smile. A cute smile, I thought, as I pulled a suit jacket on. "There, I'm all set. How about you?" "I should probably freshen up before we go. Where's your bathroom?" I pointed to the adjoining master bath. "I'll be waiting in the living room when you're ready." She didn't keep me waiting long, joining me in the living room only a few minutes later. "I love this house. You've gotta give me the full tour before I leave for the night." The tone of her voice never changed as she spoke, but the look in her eyes spoke volumes about what she really meant. "I'd like that. I'll have to show you some of the finer features." My grin held its own hidden knowledge. After the meeting I took Katie out to a fancier dinner to pay her back for the sweet deal she had helped me score. It was a sort of modified sports bar. One side for booths and formal dinners. The other half for TVs, the bar, and the high top tables. The menu complimented both sides nicely. It definitely wasn't a five star restaraunt, but their steaks and ribs were excellent. We took a table near the back corner where we could have a good view of all the TVs except one. And a good view of all the people. I liked watching people, they were always so fascinating. Like taking an African safari without going to Africa. All the wildlife was already trained, but still slightly unruly. Katie and I took the back stools, which meant if we turned towards each the table wouldn't be between us, acting more like a bar than an actual table. We ordered our drinks and chatted amiably enough. As we talked the world filtered out, leaving only the two of us. I'd never felt like that, I realized, when my mind took a step aside to examine itself. Usually talking bored the living daylights out of me, but I was totally into her. I liked hearing her voice. The smooth feminine lilts flitting from the well curved lips. Her cheeks widening as she smiled at a joke or witty insight. Her hands moving to her forehead to push an errant strand of hair away. Put plainly, I was enraptured. The mood was ended all too swiftly when the waitress interrupted us for our order. We placed it and she left us alone again. Katie spoke first after the waitress had gone, "You know, that's the second time you've looked at me like that tonight." "Excuse me?" "Like you're a breath away from kissing me." Her voice sounded teasing, but her eye held a sparkle. "Sorry. Must be the view. I told you I needed a good looking woman with me tonight, didn't I?" She crossed her legs then, lifting her knee high in the process. My eyes flicked down involuntarily to take in the length of thigh that had become exposed. "I thought you meant for the sellers, not you." A casual shrug as I leaned back in my chair. "I've always believed in taking full advantage of every situation." "Every situation?" She uncrossed her legs and spread them a bit for balance on the chair "Absolutely. If you don't there's a chance you might miss a piece of life that you'll regret not taking later." She sipped on her drink. "That's interesting. I've never thought of it that way." She tried to set the drink back on the table, but missed. The bottom clinked against the table enough to disrupt the contents of the glass and spill them down the side. A few large drops of liquid splashed onto her legs and skirt. Katie gasped, then moaned as she lifted her skirt to get a closer look at the mess. Her voice held genuine frustration, "Noo. I just bought this dress." She may have been exasperated, but I was exhilerated. She had lifted the skirt enough that I had a clear view into her crotch. Katie's thighs curved towards a lacy pair of panties that matched the color of the dress. As I gazed, I could see the thin material hugging tightly against the treasures of her sex. I wasn't really paying attention as my voice rolled out, "It should be alright. Its not too big of a mess." I couldn't rip my eyes away from her groin. The view was marvelous. I could just imagine my tongue sliding up her thighs to lick against the edges of her panties. Then pulling them aside to push against her wet cunt. Eventually I realized she wasn't examining her skirt anymore. I reluctantly pulled my eyes from her groin and to her eyes. My head snapped clear when I realized she'd been looking at me for quite some time. She let the skirt fall back into place. "You really do take advantage of everything, don't you." I couldn't stop my grin from being slightly sheepish. "Absolutely. I never let one of life's moments pass me by." "Well, it's okay, I guess. You did want me to show you everything I bought. These panties are part of what I bought." My heart thudded a little harder against my chest for a couple beats. "I have to get this cleaned up before it stains. I'll be right back." She slid off the chair, placing a hand on my knee for balance. She walked around me to go to the ladies room. As she did, her hand slid up from my knee to my groin where she gave my cock a good squeeze. She grinned over her shoulder at me as I watched her ass wiggle its way toward the back of the restaurant. By the time she got back the food had already been served. We chatted our way through dinner. Neither of us mentioned the panty flash from earlier, but it was evidently still very much on our minds. Her hand kept dropping below the table top to fidget with the hem of her skirt. Every time her hand dropped, so did my eyes. I would look back up from her little tease to find a tiny little smile playing at the corner of her lips. Looking around the restaurant I noticed that it had become rather crowded since we had got there. What this did was cause us to be a little more sheltered in our corner. Where as before we had had a good view of the everybody in the restaurant, and they had a clear view of us, we were now obscured behind the people sitting around us. All they were able to see of Katie and me if they really looked was the top of our table up. Apparently Katie realized this as well. Her hand dropped to her skirt yet again. My eyes lowally followed. I expected her to simply play with the hem, but instead she gripped it. She crossed her legs, so I had a side on view of her left thigh. Slowly, teasingly, she pulled the side of her skirt up, revealing inch after creamy inch of gorgeous thigh. I felt a familiar stirring in my pants when she didn't stop at the top of her thigh. Instead, she wiggled a little bit to slip the material of the skirt between her ass cheek and the seat. Seated with her bare bum on the seat she was able to pull the skirt up entirely, showing me the entire length of her leg, from ankle to waist. I don't think I drooled, but I'm not sure. I'd like to say I had a little more clout than that, but I can't with any certainty. My eyes bounced between her mischievous grin and thigh as we finished off our meals. As we sat sipping our drinks and looking over the dessert menu an idea formed in my own mind. An idea I thought she would enjoy as much as me. Shortly after ordering dessert I grabbed my suit coat and excused myself for the bathroom. Once there I headed straight for a stall. I swiftly shirked my pants and underwear. Folding my underwear into a compact wedge of cloth that fit flat and invisible in my suit coat pocket I pulled my pants back up. The new freedom of movement was weird, and invigorating. I couldn't stop the grin from showing in the mirror as I washed my hands in cold water. When I had finally composed myself, I left the security of the bathroom. Walking across the restaraunt to my table I felt a little exposed. That feeling was outweighed, however, by the feelings of excitement and freedom that my free balling gave me. I knew that all I had to do was simply open my coat and the weight of my manhood hanging against my trousers would be openly evident to anyone who cared to look. Katie greeted me with a warm smile and spread legs. She had left the right side of her skirt down, so anyone who did happen to see into our corner wouldn't get a peek at the show. The other side of her skirt however was still tucked up past her rear. What I could see was her fully exposed pantied groin. This time I took my sweet time gazing at the lacy pussy covering. My cock slid against the material of my trousers as it stirred, reminding me of my own little surprise. Nonchalantly I place my napkin on my left thigh, which would hide my own antics from the rest of the restaurant. At the end of the napkin placement I slid my hand to my fly and pulled the zipper down with a swift tug. Katie's eyes flew wide open. Her eyes flicked up to mine and my grin widened to pure mischief. I looked down and saw that I hadn't exposed much, but definitely enough that she could tell I wasn't wearing any underwear. Her next sip of her drink downed half the the glass' contents. I grinned wider and placed my hand on the inside of my thigh. I tugged on the material of my trousers and found that the material moved in such away that by tugging in different directions I could expose different parts of myself. Katie stared at my hand movement. Her mouth hung open with lust. With one firm tug I felt an unveiling. My balls had spilled out of my trousers and into plain view.Her mouth dropped open. She faked a sneeze to hide her reaction and quickly took a long swallow from her drink. I reached into my trousers to pull the rest of my genitals out, but paused at the last second. She looked at me. I nodded towards her groin. Katie smiled as the meaning of what I wanted sunk in. Her fingers slid into the lacy material of her panties. Counting down from three we revealed our sexes to each other simulatneously. Freed from the material of my pants my cock began to grow and I had to readjust my napkin to ensure that no one but Katie had a view of my part of the show. Her pussy, however, instantly made my mouth water. The lips were compact, almost flush against the curve of her groin. The compactness allowed her clit to extend past her labia as it grew in reaction to my own growing hardness. Before our gazing became stares we were interrupted by the return of the waitress with our desserts. I saw her eyes drop as she approached and I knew that from her distance and angle, she could see my exposed manhood. I'm sure that she couldn't see that Katie was doing the same for me, but could tell that her skirt was higher than was traditionally ladylike. She was blushing fiercely as she tried not to peek over the top of the table as she placed our plates and took our empties. Her voice was small and carefully controlled as she asked, "Do you need anything else?" I took a second to read her nametag. "Do you need anything else, Alice?" The waitress blushed more deeply and turned to walk away. I thought our game was up and that she was headed straight to the management. Instead she stopped and looked back over her shoulder at me. Well, not at me anyway, but below our table. I lifted the napkin for the split second longer she cared to look. Her ears were even turning red as she made a bee line for the bathroom. Even ignoring one, 'excuse me, miss?' from another table in the process. "I think she'll be back," Katie informed me. Show & Tell Dinner "You think so, huh?" "I bet she's running to the ladies' room to rub herself off right now. To help calm her nerves before she has to come back to see you." I scooped a bit of the dessert into my mouth, not really tasting it. "And you're so sure, because...?" "Because of the size of that thing. Look at it." My eyes dropped to my lap automatically. The exposed manhood was slowly softening as the thoughts of getting caught were running rampant through my mind. "It's not absolutely huge, but it's a hefty chunk of meat. Hefty enough that I don't think any girl couldn't help looking at it and wondering what it would feel like inside her." I mentally primped myself under her compliment. I knew I wasn't massive, but definitely on the bigger size. "And what about you? Are you wondering what it would feel like inside you?" She bit her lip and nodded. "I'm wondering if I can take it all. It must be eight inches long. And so thick I don't think I could even get my mouth around it." "Seven and a half inches, actually. Three inches wide. Right now I don't really care if you take it orally, that's not what I'm interested in." My eyes dropped to her pussy for emphasis. Her clit was stiff where it stood at the top of the folds of her pussy. I could see moisture beginning to glisten against the smooth skin of her groin. I had been keeping an eye on the bathroom door ever since the waitress had disappeared through it. Our dessert was nearly finished before she finally emerged. We made eye contact from across the room. She adjusted her clothes selfconciously, but didn't break the eye contact. Our eyes locked for quite some time. I knew right then that she wasn't embarassed about my exposure. I did wonder what she thought of it, however. Finally she looked away and disappeared into the kitchen entrance. Katie had to gloat. "I told you she wasn't going to the management." "That's where she could be going right now." "It isn't, and you know it. She was probably thinking about riding that huge prick. Wondering if you'd let her." "I just might. But I want a different pussy first." I turned my full attention back to Katie, who was fixing me with 'that look'. The look that let me know I wasn't the only one who wanted to engage in a libido limbo tonight. We polished off our desserts and our conversation returned to a semblence of normalcy. That is, we resumed topics that we had been talking about before our mutual unveiling. Even if our eye contact was sporadic, at best. Katie and I were discussing leaving when I heard a gasp from the table behind us. My cock shriveled completely. I knew our game was up. The michievous, slutty grin spreading across Katie's face didn't agree though. Curious, I glanced over my shoulder and found a woman at the table behind us. Apparently her date had gotten up, which left Katie's exposed pussy in her direct line of sight. I turned a little to look at her more closely. She was a slender blonde. Willow thin. She had long legs that only had just enough shape to avoid being called tooth picks. Her tits were probably only a B cup, but on her thin frame they looked much larger. Her thin neck was well sculpted and held a head that contained well curved lips and eyes so blue they held their own inner light. She had a wicked grin to match Katie's. As Katie and I watched, her hands dropped to her own skirt. She spread her legs as she pulled the material up past her groin. Katie and I had an instant view of her bald pussy. She had gone pantiless for the evening, and we could openly see the jutting lips of her cunt. Almost pouty I thought as they swelled away from the flesh of her groin to make a silent kiss at us. My cock swelled as I looked from one bare pussy to the other. I couldn't resist adding to the fun. I turned in my chair so she could see me as well as Katie. When she spotted my bare cock her eyes flew wide open. I could almost feel her eyeballs trying to pull from their sockets and attach themselves to my manhood. One of her hands dropped to the folds of her pussy and began stroking the sensitive flesh. The other hand snatched up her purse and began rummaging around inside. I felt incredibly voyeuristic as I watched this girl masturbate herself while doing something as mundane as rummage through a hand bag. Presently she produced a pen. I almost doubted she was actually going to write with it. From the way her eyes rolled I thought she was going to use it in place of her fingers. Before my imagination could run too wild, she snatched a napkin and began writing on it. Satisfied with whatever she wrote she pulled her hand away from her pussy, which was now gleaming with her smeared juices. Wiping her hand on the napkin she held it out for me to take. I took it, holding it at one corner. Her name, 'Sadie', was scrawled on it along with a phone number. Her voice was thin as her body as she said, "I can't believe you're exhibitionists, too." I shrugged. "I can't speak for Katie here, but this is my first time." Katie nodded, and we assumed she meant it was her first time, too. "Well, I love exposing myself in public. I've been an exhibitionist for a couple of years, but I've never met another exhibitionist in the flesh before, let alone a couple. My husband would absolutely not approve of my showing off. I've hidden it from him so far, but I'm addicted. Give me a call at that number during a weekday before five o'clock. I'd like to get together with the two of you some time. I want to see what kind of fun we could have." She winked and leaned back. Her eyes flicked towards the bathrooms. She snapped her skirt back into place, hiding the movement with a warm smile to her returning husband. I turned back to front and pulled the napkin over my exposed cock and balls so the husband wouldn't have an unexpected sight as he retook his seat. Katie also pulled her panties back into place and slipped her skirt back down. I frowned disapproval at her, but she gave me a wicked grin that promised much more to come. Much, much more to cum, if I had a say in it. The husband took his seat behind us. I was about to tuck myself back in when I spotted the waitress heading for our table. I couldn't resist a few more minutes of fun. So I pushed the napkin over onto my thigh again. She set our bill on the table. "Is there anything else you two need?" "Of course," I replied. "But you look tired, why don't you take a load off for a few minutes?" I indicated the seat next to Katie. She paused as if considering the offer, then lifted herself into the offered chair. "Busy night?" I asked, not knowing what else to say to break the ice. "Not as busy as normal for a Friday night. Much more interesting, though." Alice's green eyes dropped to my groin for emphasis. My own eyes wandered over her womanly frame. She looked like she was just into her twenties. Blond hair hung straight to her shoulders, framing a face that was very definitely attractive. Her green eyes shone above round cheek bones and narrow nose. Her lips were thin, but curved well enough to give them the definition of lips much fuller. She was wearing the standard polo style work shirt, which was the uniform of the restaraunt. Under the shirt, her breasts looked firm and compact. Not as large as Katie's Cs, but definitely a handful. I knew when she stood up that her black jeans would be tight against a slim rear and legs. Legs that looked made for long distance running. "Do you normally work this section?" She shook her head. "No, tonight was going to be my night off, but one of the girls called in sick. I'm taking her place. It's hard to pass up the extra money." I smiled warmly. "I hear that. That's why we're here tonight. We just got finished putting in some extra overtime." "You too, huh? Doesn't that suck? I just wish I had a job more like yours. It'd be better than this crap job I'm working now. Although," her eyes dropped to my groin again, "sometimes I get to see some interesting people." I smiled invitingly and leaned forward, narrowing the space between us. "What would you do if someone offered you a job more like ours? With better pay than you're making now, of course." I looked over to Katie. Her lips curved into a smile as she read my mind. There wasn't any hesitation from Alice, "I'd take it in a heartbeat." "Well, I may be hiring a new secretary soon. I'd be willing to interview you if you'd like." Finally Katie spoke up. "He's really easy to work for. And it'd be nice to have another girl in the office." That last comment was more for my benefit than Alice's. "Well, when do you want to set up an interview?" She looked down at my manhood again. "Just what kind of interview would it be?" I couldn't help but laugh. "Don't worry. It'd be strictly professional. I'm on personal time now." "You do this all the time?" I shook my head. "No, this is the first time. I just thought I'd try something new." "Well, they have me coming in tomorrow at five. Can we do the interview before that? My weekdays are usually hectic between work and friends. So I'd like to make it a weekend." "Sure. Here's my card. Just give me a call and we'll set up a time and place to get together." Alice took the offered piece of paper. She looked at it a second before slipping it into her pocket. "Okay. Well, I have to get back to work. Feed the hungry masses and all. I'll look forward to seeing you again." Her eyes dropped to my groin one last time as she said the last. I let my own eyes stray over her body as I replied, "And I look forward to seeing you. Talk to you later." She smiled and slipped away from our table.I checked the bill. As I counted out the cash to pay, Katie asked, "Were you really looking to hire a new secretary?" A pause as she fixed me with mock evil eyes, "You weren't thinking of replacing me, were you?" I smiled back at her, not responding immediately to the mock accusation. Finally I answered as I laid the money on the table. "No, I wasn't thinking of replacing you. How could I ever replace you?" My eyes slid suggestively over her dress. "I'm thinking of taking up a new direction in my business, and I'll need another secretary to do it." Katie's eyes widened at the stack of bills I left on the table. "It couldn't have cost that much." "No. Call it a hire on bonus. Besides, I usually leave a hundred percent tip as a standard. That's why we got this table with a good view of the room. They know it's my favorite." "And I thought we were lucky." Sadie and I exchanged winks as Katie and I headed for the exit. I thought it strange that I'd meet an exhibitionist the first time I exposed myself in public. But, then again, the conversation with Alice hadn't been garden variety either. We were between the exterior and interior doors of the vestibule when we were stopped by a feminine voice behind us. I turned to find a thirty something redhead holding out a piece of paper for us. "Take this. Call us in a couple of hours. We'd love to talk to you." "We?" I asked. She simply winked mysteriously at me. Her eyes flashed from me and down Katie's body before she disappeared back into the restaraunt. Katie and I shrugged at each other. It was turning out to be a very unusual evening I thought as I slid the piece of paper into my pocket next to the napkin with Sadie's number. As soon as we were out of town Katie unsnapped her seatbelt and slid over next to me. "Dinner was good," she whispered into my ear. "I'm glad you liked it." "You wanna know my favorite part?" I couldn't see her face well. The only light in the car was backlighting from the dashboard. "Sure." Her hand slipped into my groin, rubbing my cock. "You hanging yourself out for me and all the other girls." "I couldn't have done it without encouragement from you. Your own flashing was quite an inspiration for me." Katie's hand unzipped my fly. I scooted forward in my seat to give her better access as she pulled my growing monster out. I sighed gently as her hand stroaked against the naked flesh. "Did you like my panties?" "Of course." "I bought them just for you. I remembered you telling me you have a panty fetish. And we did have a deal. I plan on upholding my end of the bargain." "I thought I was just going to see a dress and shoes. I didn't expect panties as well." "Is that really what you thought, giving me all that money?" She squeezed my hardened cock for emphasis. "That's what I expected, but I was hoping for more." I admitted, letting my eyes slip from the road to her body. "I bought something else for you, too." She didn't wait for a response. Leaning forward she unzipped the back of the dress. Pulling the straps off her shoulders the cloth fell forward to reveal her push up bra. The bra matched the panties and dress, I noticed. She pushed the dress all the way off and onto the floor of the car. "How do you like it?" she asked, cupping her lace clad breasts. "It's looks great on you. But then again, I think anything would." She smiled, but didn't offer a response. Instead, she climbed onto the passenger seat, her knees under her. Facing me, she leaned forward and gripped the shaft of my cock. I pushed my seat back in acknowledgement, and to allow her better access. With a slow teasing smile she rubbed her hands up and down my shaft. One of my own hands left the steering wheel to rub against her lacy breasts. She sighed slowly and closed her eyes, savoring the sensation. I pushed down on the material of her bra and one soft breast spilled out. I twisted the exposed nipple, earning another slow sigh. Then I had to move my hand out of the way as she bent forward, lowering her head towards my lap. My cock stood stiff at attention, eagerly awaiting the warmth of her mouth. My hand slid down her back to cup one firm ass cheek. She moaned her appreciation and placed one gentle kiss against the tip of my cock. This time it was my turn to sigh. She pushed her hair out of the way and then her mouth opened to engulf my stiff prick. I let my hand drop further and I soon found the soft V of her crotch. We both groaned pleasurably as we pleased each other. Her mouth sucked and licked at the first few inches of my cock while my fingers rubbed against her panty clad pussy. Pulling into the driveway I had to pull my hand away from her moistened cunt to put the car in park. "We're here," I informed her. She lifted her head off my cock with a wet pop and looked out the window. "I'll race you inside!" We dashed out of the car and towards the front door. Looking over my shoulder I could see her freed breast bouncing in the moonlight as she ran towards me. I had just inserted the key into the front door when she ran into me, her hand flying down to my exposed cock. I opened and shut the door, her hand never leaving my prick. With the door shut we worked to get my clothes off. I nimbly unbuttoned my shirt while she tugged at my belt and button. Both items hit the floor at the same time. Her bra joined them a split second later. I was pushing down her panties as we made our way towards the couch. Somehow we got tangled up with her hand on my cock and mine pushing her panties down. We tripped. I reached out and successfully broke our fall, using the momentum to position myself for the landing. At impact I rammed my rod into her. She cried out to a certain celestial being at the sudden pain and pleasure. Her hole was wet and ready from the fingering in the car, but not ready to take such a wide cock. I was buried to the hilt, her vaginal walls squirmed against my length, trying to adjust to the sudden intrusion. I didn't allow her any time to recover as I pulled out and thrust back in. She didn't ask for any recovery time either, pushing up against me with each thrust. Our mouths worked at each others' bodies, chewing, sucking, and pulling at any flesh we could find. I squeezed each of her breasts in my hands, using them as handles as I ploughed into her. Her legs wrapped around me, pulling me into her harder and faster as I stuffed my length and girth inside her. Animals, we fucked like we felt. I would pull out, only to slam into her, trying to force my cock through her and out her mouth. She pulled and pushed against me, trying to achieve the same ends. With a wild thrashing of her hair she screamed her first orgasm. I never let up against her release of pleasure. Instead I slid my hands under her shoulders for a better hold. Using the new leverage I rammed into her even harder. As she started to slide down from her orgasm I picked up my pace. Katie never had a chance to catch her breath from the first orgasm before the second one rolled over her. This time she pulled me tight against her with her legs and arms. She held me there for a second before pushing away to bounce against me wildly. Her pussy came alive. It was a charged wire as we thrust against each other. My own body was overwhelmed by the sensations. My seed fired from me, drawing moan after moan as I spilled into her. We screamed the last of our orgasms at the same time, collapsing against each other. I don't know if it was just the release that made us fall asleep, or that we passed out together, but I awoke several hours later to find us still tangled together. I separated us and stumbled my way to the bathroom. I started to open the door after finishing, but Katie was there pushing inside and past me. Our naked bodies brushed and electricity jumped between us. We leaned together and shared a deep passionate kiss. Not the animalistic tongue thrusting of before, but an exchange of mutual lusts. Before we could get more physically involved she broke the kiss. Slapping my ass she said, "Out. A woman needs her privacy." Smart replies screamed to be released, but I held them in check and settled for a soft chuckle. I began gathering up our clothes in the living room. The hitherto forgotten napkin and paper fell from the pocket of my suit coat. I picked up the piece of paper and looked at the clock. It had been a couple of hours, so I decided it was time to make the call. The cordless phone made its electronic beeps at me as I punched in the number. I took a seat on the couch and waited for someone to pick up. The phone on the other end had just started its second ring when it was picked up. The feminine voice from the restaraunt answered, "Hello?" "Hello. This is Kyle. You asked me to call you earlier?" "Ohhh. I'm Sue." Her voice changed as she released the 'ohhh'. It deepened a little bit, becoming more husky. "Is there something you wanted to talk about?" "My husband and I saw you earlier." My breath froze. 'Game's up,' I thought. 'She's going to try blackmailing me or something similar.' Katie was back in the living room standing naked before me. A concerned look over her face as she saw my reaction to the conversation. I let her in on the conversation by asking the stranger over the phone, "You saw what, exactly, at the restaurant?" Katie covered her mouth with her hand. Whether to hide a gasp or a smile, I couldn't tell. "We saw your dick." Once again I included Katie in the conversation by repeating the stranger, "You saw my dick, huh? And what'd you think?" I had tried to sound confident and boasting, but I didn't quite make it. "We thought it was awesome. My husband kept asking if I wanted that huge thing in my cunt. It made me so hot." My organ stirred a little, spurred on by the husky, horny tone in this stranger's voice. "He did? And did you want it in your cunt?" Katie looked down at me and nodded, a huge grin spread across her face. She climbed onto the couch with me, straddling me as she faced me, her breasts in my face. She reached under her and fondled my organ, prodding it to an erection so she could descend on it. Show & Tell Dinner "Mhmm. I still do. I want to feel it thrusting into me." "You are straight forward aren't you?" Before I could hear an answer Katie plopped down on my cock. She had simply held my cock in position and relaxed her legs. Her full weight dropped onto my stiffened prick. Once again there wasn't any ceremony before my cock filled her. We both gasped at the same time under the instant stimulation. Katie's mouth was close to the reciever of the phone now. I'm sure that the woman on the other end heard both of us. My suspicion was confirmed when she asked, "What was that?" Katie could hear her now with her ear so close to the phone. She stayed still, listening, holding my cock sheathed in her hot pussy. I let my own lust ooze from my voice, "That was the sound of my cock filling a young woman's cunt." A breathy pause, "I bet it feels so good." Katie ground her hip against me, wiggling my prick against her moist interior. Breathily she moaned out, "Ooohhh yeeaahhh." "That's it, I can't take it anymore. You two aren't the only ones getting lucky." I heard some rustling on the other end of the line. When I heard her voice again it sounded distant, as if she didn't have the phone to her ear anymore. "Come here, Bob." Her voice was almost screaming with anxiousness. "Fuck me! Fuck me from behind!" A male voice sounded faintly in the phone. Then the woman's voice again, "Just do it! I can't wait!" Rustling sounded as the phone was picked up again. Katie and I could hear a masculine sigh on the other end as the woman screeched her passions. The masculine voice was finally at the phone, "Hello?" "Hello." "This is Bob. Who's this?" "Kyle. How you doing?" "Couldn't be better. Just what did you say to my wife? She's never been so hot and desperate in her life." Katie had remained still to this point. Just as I started to answer she lifted herself up and off my cock, causing my voice to lilt as I replied, "Nothing. I think you did it by talking dirty to her at dinner." Slapping sounds of pounding sex organs echoed across the phone line. He fought to maintain an even voice, "That? Sue's been telling me for months now that she'd love to be fucked by another man while I watched. Then watch me fuck another woman. When we saw you sitting there with your cock out like nothing was wrong, we figured you might be willing to make her fantasies come true." His breathing was ragged now. Sue was screaming openly now, the slapping sound barely audible over her lustful cries. Katie pushed herself back onto my cock and started bobbing up and down, pushing my rod in and out of her silken love hole. "Well I don't know," I replied, trying to keep my own voice even. "I don't know if I'd care to be watched while I fuck, but a foursome wouldn't be out of the question." His voice once again could barely be heard over the phone. "How about that, Sue? You wanna get fucked by two guys and a girl? Think you can handle two cocks and a cunt?" A screamed, "Ooohhh yeeesss!!!" came in response. It was a few more seconds before Bob came back on the line to talk to us. "Yeah, I think she'd like that. Sue just came and hasn't even slowed down. This keeps up she'll fuck her brains out before she has a chance to have her little orgy." "How about you, Kate? You wanna have a little foursome adventure?" Her nod was almost hidden by her bouncing on my prick. "Yeah," I told Bob. "I think she'd like that, too." "Alright. It's a date then." A pause as the slapping on his end skipped a beat in its fervent rythm. "Look, I've got my hands full here. Why don't you give us a call back later and we'll arrange some more details?" "I've got some business here to take care of myself. Maybe when we call back we can let the girls talk next time." A loud laugh from Bob. "Yeah. If they can talk." I laughed myself and hung up the phone. Katie spoke through clenched teeth as she concentrated on pounding her pussy over me, "I've never had sex with multiple partners." "How about another woman?" A slight nod. "Once. In high school. I've always thought about trying it again." Mentioning high school I remembered she said she'd been a cheerleader. I hoped she was still flexible. I scooted forward on the couch until she was off her knees and squatted over my cock. I had the obscene image of her peeing, as if trying to excrete my entire body. I pushed her down all the way onto my cock, her body impaled at its center by my sexual lance. I hefted her ankles. We had an awkward moment of misbalance as I lifted her feet over my head, resting her calves on the tops of my shoulders. I wrapped my arms around her waist and grabbed her ass. "How about two cocks and a cunt in the same room? Think you can handle that?" She started to make a response when I interrupted her by lifting her on my prick. My cockhead was almost out before I dropped her and thrust my rod upward, trying to ram my cock through her. I was rewarded with a shriek of pleasure. Katie leaned back and laid her hands on my thighs. She used her hands and the legs on my shoulder to help me lift her. I would squeeze her ass as I lifted, only to set her down again on my thrusting tool. "Think you can handle that girl? How about all three at once. Think you can handle two cocks and a cunt being used on you at once?" She moaned loudly. "Just shut up and fuck me." And I did. She bobbed herself up and down as best she could while my hips squirmed against her. My hands kneaded her ass in time with our thrusting. The position gave me a great view of her body. I could look down to watch my hardened warrior penetrate between her vaginal folds, or look straight ahead to watch her stiff nippled tits jiggle under my administrations, or look up to her lust filled face where she chewed her lip in concentration. Deciding for a change I slipped a hand away from her ass cheek. Placing her leg against the back of the couch I slipped my hand against her breast. I squeezed roughly at the nubile flesh while my other hand constricted the flesh of her ass cheek. Moans slipped from her lips as her head tilted back from the added stimuli. Encouraged I pulled at the rosebud nipple. When I thought I couldn't pull it away anymore I twisted it, rolling the stiff flesh between thumb and forefinger. She moaned loudly. I turned my attention to her other breast. When I pulled on the nipple this time however her breath skipped. Her pussy pulsed lightly against my cock. I continued to squeeze and pull at her tits as we fucked our way through her miniorgasm. Once her vaginal walls calmed down I began massaging the skin of her chest, running my hand over the soft flesh of her neck, shoulders, and breasts. My other hand changed from an ass squeeze to slow thigh caress. Katie used the change of pace to regain some of her lost breath. I even slowed the thrusting of my hips down to little more than a massaging pulse. After several minutes of massaging my hand ministrations started to become rougher again. Pulling at her flesh as much as I massaged it. Her head tilted forward and she fixed me with eyes so filled with lust I almost came right then. "Do it," she husked, "fuck me. Make me cum." I grinned my comply. I lifted her and brutally pushed her back down on my lancing cock. She shrieked in pleasure. Her eyes rolled back in her head as I drove her toward her orgasm. My hand at her chest dropped to scoop under ass, helping my other hand lift her up and down. We fucked for several minutes before I slid my thumb over to rub against her clit. She shrieked in pleasure and pushed me deeper inside with her thrusting. Her breathing became heavily labored as a flush worked over her cheeks. With a sudden, long lasting scream her pussy gripped my shaft. Her whole body bucked upward as she took a swift breath inward to replenish her lungs after her protracted scream. Her cunt contracted again and I pushed roughly up inside her. Katie's breath ripped in and out of her lungs in ragged gouts. Her body was quivering like a live wire. I used deep, long, thrusts as her pussy would tighten, pulse, release, and tighten again. I'd never felt anything like it. And from the way she shook, I doubted she had either. As her body started to calm down my cock took its turn. Without warning it spit its spunk into her innards. It wasn't a mind splitting release, but simply a release. When my spurts finished I didn't feel tired at all. My orgasm had simply been a sexual reaction to her own vivid orgasm. She came down off her high with a loud, contented sigh. I rolled her over and laid her on the couch. Untangling from her legs I laid against her. Heat radiated from her body, warming my own body in radioactive waves. Her breathing slipped from the heaviness of postorgasmic recovery to the deep, shallow breaths of sleep. I lay against her and thought about work with her from here on out. I hadn't really expected this date to change our work relationship. Sex with her however had changed any thoughts I'd had about her before. I knew the office atmosphere had to change. Work would never be the same, again.