6 comments/ 164212 views/ 45 favorites Worshipping Joan By: realbigsid69 He was chatting away with Joan outside one day about work and she was explaining that he might be in line for a permanent job there. "Thanks a lot Joan, I mean, that's brilliant" he said, genuinely. At 21, he was quite new to the office, while at 30, Joan was effectively his line manager. With it being mid-summer, Joan was wearing a denim skirt again and he couldn't help but wonder, the unlikely scenario of performing oral sex on her........but he knew it would never happen. "Phew, its warm today. I'll need to get toned up for my holiday" she said, musing to no-one in particular. "Um, you have fantastic legs Joan already" he blurted out. They were in no way perfect legs but they she had supple thighs and just that perfect shape leading to an equally shapely ass. "Fantastic legs, is this you trying to give me a compliment for the job?" she joked to him. "No Joan, honest, I mean, I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't talk like that to my boss and everything but I think they're perfect" he said again. "First time I've had a compliment like that for a while, as if you've had other thoughts too, ha ha" she joked, then stared at him as he blushed. "You have had thoughts? About me? What then?" she quipped, really putting him on the spot. "I shouldn't say, I mean, you'd be furious, I'd rather not" he replied. "No no. What's it they say on mastermind - I've started, so I'll finish. And I'll know by your face if you're lying. Now, tell me" she said, coming across as a little vexed but in truth because she was inexplicably eager to find out what he was going to say. "Well um, please don't take this the wrong way or anything, but erm, well, the thing is. The thing is, I just had this sort of you know, like a fantasy. Okay, I'll just tell you straight. I thought about being under your desk pleasuring you while you sat there for ages and enjoyed it" he said, going bright red. Joan didn't say anything, but turned away from him. Her mind was reeling and incredibly she was thinking how exquisitely enjoyable it would be if that scenario was real. "This Sunday, are you doing anything?" she said to him instead. "No, but, I'm really sorry, I.." but he was cut off. "That's enough. Now go back to your desk. I want you down for overtime this Sunday. Start at 12, finish at 4, double time. I'll work out how many people I need in that day but I'll let you be one of them. So?" she asked. "Um, certainly Joan, thanks" he said quickly. "Alright, lets get back to work. My my, you're a dirty sod aren't you?" she laughed at him then went inside. That night, Friday, he couldn't settle and was sure he was in trouble but that Joan was just stewing over it. He arrived at the office on the edge of town and entered. Perhaps most of the others were late, as he seemed to be the only person there. About 10 minutes later, Joan walked in. He got up and walked to her desk as she sat down, noticing her legs slipping under the desk, in the denim skirt again. "Hi Joan, um, I guess we're first 2 people in today" he said cheerily. "Other people? Oh, didn't I tell you? Most of the others, well 4 of them came in yesterday. Just us down for today" she said nonchalantly. He shrugged and went back to his desk but after just a few minutes, he noticed Joan get up and exit, most likely to the toilets. She returned a few minutes later and sat down again. "Could you come over here please?" she called out to him and he immediately got up, coming round the isle to her desk. "Hi, what is it you need me to do?" he asked innocently. "Ha ha, very well put question!" she said laughing. He looked puzzled at her but didn't reply. "Remember Friday? Well, after our conversation, I got to thinking. I mean, you've got some dirty thoughts going through your head but I've thought about the idea and there's no harm in making that little fantasy reality, is there? We're due here until 4, my husband will simply expect me back whenever I get back and trust me, and I'm in no damn rush to get back to him anyway. A relatively sexless marriage is pretty boring, trust me. Anyway, I think we've spent enough time talking about it, if for any reason anyone does come in the office you'd best get under the desk before they see you. Well?" she said, lounging back in her seat which was turned slightly to face him, her legs on full display. Without saying anything, but shaking a little with nervousness, he found himself going to his knees and crawling under Joan's desk. Once there, she turned her chair back to the desk and moved it under a little bit. He gingerly moved his head forward as Joan simultaneously brought her thighs up and over his shoulders, settling them in place. "Okay, you can begin, I even removed my knickers for you already" she said, her mind made up already. At the first touch of his tongue against her lips, she let out a sigh. "You know, I've been looking forward to this all morning. Just take your time though. We've got a good 4 hours to kill" and smiled as he gently parted her lips, his tongue gently caressing her slit and dipping down to start at the bottom then slowly work his way up again. After about 10 minutes of this, Joan stole a look down at him. It was turning her on watching him doing this to her and feeling his silky tongue take its toll. "Use your tongue to fuck me too, that's it but go as deep as you can. Mhhm, you're not bad at this, but right now I need an orgasm, then you can take your time. Up to my clit now" she ordered and he responded instantly, sweeping his tongue all the way up after withdrawing it from her cunt hole. "Fuck, oh that's it, faster though" she hissed, cuming hard as her legs squeezed against him. After a few minutes, she stole a glance at him again. He was sensibly avoiding her clit as she was brought back down to earth. "Okay, now its time to do something I've had a fantasy about. Do you know what rimming is?" she asked him. "Um, yeah, isn't that when someone licks someone's...." he said slowly. "Someone's arse? Yep, dead right. Well, you've thought about doing this and don't worry; you'll be doing it for the rest of the afternoon. But fairs fair. I want my fantasy to be reality too. So if you can start to rim me right now and later, you can go back up to my pussy. Right now" she said and smirked to herself as she eased her thighs a little wider on his shoulders and let his tongue start to caress her bum hole. In just a few minutes a combination of her pussy juices and his saliva had allowed him to gain entry and he began a steady, slow rhythm of fucking in and out of her, rimming her as best as he could. "You know, I could get used to this a bit more often. My husband and I are heading for a separation, probably permanent. He doesn't appreciate me at all, we haven't had sex in ages and to be honest, he's so boring; I don't really have many feelings for him now. I'm not into cheating as such. A bit of oral, that's fine, but penetration, well, not for now at least. However, by 2 months time, he's going to be moving into another place and after that, I'm free as a bird, relatively speaking" she regaled, while below he continued rimming her. "Anyway, here's the important bit. I'm going to need something to look forward to in the next 2 months so it may as well be this. A few hours of relief a week would work wonders for me. And another thing. I've always harboured a few 'fantasies' if you will, of my own. The big one is being a little dominant. You know, having this sort of thing all the time, a man at my beck and call, that sort of stuff. And it looks like you might just be the perfect candidate, so let's not beat about the bush. You've been happy to play along so far, so from now on, let's do this every Sunday. And give me your mobile number before we go today. If I can sneak in an evening visit to your flat, so much the better" she mused. By this time, he had been rimming her for 15 minutes and her thighs were heavy on his shoulders. "Okay, you can go up a bit but go slow remember" she said to him. He had been too tired to reply to her and simply continued with the task of working his tongue around her pussy. Licking gently, he felt her thighs contract whenever he went too near her clit and moved to her slit. "Not bad, you can do all that silky stuff later. I need a good tongue fucking now. Nice and steady, yeah, keep doing that" she said as his tongue began to spear in and out of her wet pussy hole. His jaw was becoming more tired but Joan showed no sign of letting up, casually informing him that luckily they had over 2 and a half hours left for 'enjoyment'. He slowed his pace, keeping his tongue going in deep in a gradual rhythm, while he heard Joan typing away on her pc above him. "Mhmm, that's good. With practice you could get really good at this, you dirty bugger" she said smirking down at him. Glancing down at him she was pleased to find that she felt she could last quite a while like this. The problem of course was that as good as it was, the next time wouldn't be such a novelty and she resolved that perhaps over the next while, it would be worth living out a few fantasies. "You know, this is good but I think perhaps we'll have to vary things a little. Certainly until I'm away from that fool of a husband. I know I said we can do this every Sunday, so we can at least look forward to that. But I might spice things up now and then, so I guess I'm saying just make sure you are responsive to changes in the short term, okay?" she said. "Whatever you say" he replied, not really knowing how else to respond. His promotion was up to Joan too and it was best if he kept her happy for now. Besides, if he said too much, it would leave his tongue out of her pussy for too long and he began to thrust it back in and out. "I could definitely get used to you saying that. Now you can do the silky stuff. Yeah, but softer, I mean really silky" she said and smiled to herself as his tongue gently caressed her entire slit, achingly slow and deliberate, running gently over her lips and scooping up her juices to swallow them down. Curiosity getting the better of her, she clicked on a website for kinky gear and found herself looking at collars. "What collar size are you?" she said. "Um, 16?" he replied then went back to licking her gently. Finding a size 16, she tried to switch off from the tongue on her cunt and checked the price. Over 2 hours later, Joan finally pushed his head away from her crotch. "Not bad at all. You'll be pleased to know I've had 4 good orgasms" she said to him. Rising up, she let him get out and to his feet, as he rubbed his neck and felt his tender jaw. "Right, lets go" she quipped and headed out to her jeep. Taking his mobile number she said goodbye and headed off. On Tuesday night, his doorbell went. Joan had called him an hour before and told him of her imminent arrival. They headed to the bedroom and Joan immediately stripped off her trousers. "Lie down on the bed" she said and he did so, puzzled. Once in place, Joan quickly mounted him, her pussy planting itself on his mouth. "Okay, we have about an hour and a half so make it worthwhile" she said. "I've been looking forward to sitting on your face, I think we'll be doing this a lot" she said while his tongue explored her pussy from front to back and side to side. True to her word, she fucked his face until it was time to go and the following Sunday, he was back under her desk again for the entire afternoon. After 3 weeks like this, she showed up on a Wednesday this time. "Your appraisal is on Friday and obviously, that promotion is on the cards for discussion. So, I was thinking. I'm obviously your boss at work as we know. But how would you like it if I was your boss outside of work too?" she asked him. "Um, I guess, that would be........." he said until she mashed her pussy into his face. "Yes, that would be brilliant wouldn't it? Now, keep your tongue out straight for me" she said and began to gyrate herself against his outstretched tongue. Reaching an orgasm in a little under 15 minutes, Joan turned to face down his body. "Do you want me to rim you, Boss?" he said. "Yeah. You're getting a little better at oral, only a little but still an improvement. You could do with putting a bit more effort into rimming though. By the end of this Sunday afternoon, I want your tongue to go another inch deeper. Your promotion depends on this" she added smugly and settled onto his face, relaxing to let his tongue into her arse. A few weeks later, Joan's husband had moved out and divorce proceedings had started. To celebrate, she had met some friends for a drink and he was told to pick her up when she called. Around 11, the girls called it a night and Joan had him arrive in the car. "You can give my friends a lift back first, okay?" she said to him, poking her head in the car. "Um yeah, sure" he said amiably. "My Joan, you've got him well trained! Well done girl" one of her friends commented, clearly impressed at Joan very much in the driving seat with such a good looking young man, as they approached the car. "He knows who'll be sitting on his face tonight, that's for certain" said Joan smugly and the other 2 women giggled along with her as they got in the car. On the way back, the women continued banter back and forth while he wisely concentrated on getting them to their destination. "Bye Joan and don't leave it so long next time. Let's do it again next month!" said her friend Helen as they got out. "Good idea, maybe we should have a monthly night" quipped Joan back and they drove off. She didn't say much to him on the way back and once in the house, flopped down on the bed and began to unbuckle her strappy heels. "Take these things off will you" she said to him and he immediately dropped down to take her shoes off. "Rub them" she said offhandedly and lounged back a little on the bed while he began to do so. "Hang on, let me get ready for bed then you can do it" she said, standing up and walking away from him. Once her clothes were off, Joan brushed her teeth and returned to the bedroom. She relaxed on the bed while he knelt by the side of it again and began to rub her feet. After 10 minutes, she seemed to be in no hurry to get him to stop so her went a little higher with his hands, while his mouth caressed her toes. Taking each one in turn, he swirled around it with his tongue, before sweeping up her calf, while Joan made herself comfortable. It was simply meant as a half joke, half suggestive comment in passing to Joan. All he had said was "How about a blow job later?" in her ear as she walked back from the toilets to her desk, as he passed the other way. Nothing more was said by her until later, when she called him to come round to her house. He arrived and followed her into the lounge. "It's been a tiring day, relax me" she said simply to him and sat on the sofa. He knew what she meant by that and helped her off with her trousers, before letting her familiar thighs settle over his shoulders. Beginning by taking one of her lips into his mouth, he sucked on it gently, before darting to lick her moist slit gently. Moving to the other lip, he repeated the process, before starting again. Joan was regarding him coolly. And 20 minutes later, when he was trying to speed her to orgasm, she pressed down on his head, keeping him away from her clit. "What's the rush?" she said to him. "Um, no rush just can't wait to fuck you" he said back to her. "Can't wait to fuck me? Can't wait to see if you're going to get a blow job or not more like, eh?" she quizzed him. "Um, c'mon, it was a joke......." he explained to her but she cut him off. "Do you want to be treated like a man, or like a little boy, eh? You'd better start realising I'm not some bumbling, giggling, inexperienced 18 year old cocksucking, dumb novice" she declared to him. "I'm a woman who wants a real man for a lover. And I have a real woman's needs. That means I need satisfaction. And that means if you want to be treated as a real man, you start waking up to the fact you are with a real woman. It takes me a bit longer than 2 minutes to get off. I need an hour or so before I even think about fucking you. And as for blow jobs! I'm after a man who keeps me satisfied, not one that whines on about himself. So, either get with the programme or I'll find someone who will, understood?" she finished at last. He was surprised and taken aback, but Joan had cleverly challenged his manhood, making it clear in no uncertain terms that she would continue to expect him to satisfy her thoroughly, especially with his mouth and never to ask for anything sexually in return. "Um, yes, I understand" he replied. "Good. Well, where were we? Go down a bit now" she said, releasing the hand that had gripped his hair so tightly and flicking on the tv with the remote. Joan waited in the interview room with Lorraine, as he knocked and entered. A functional table separated them and although both women wore A line skirts with it being summer, they came to their knees and he decided to concentrate on passing this interview and getting promotion. "Take a seat" said Joan in a neutral tone. She seemed distant, a far cry from the woman who had sat on his face for over an hour on the Tuesday night. Now, on Thursday, he was determined to remain businesslike. It began well. Lorraine in particular seemed to be nodding at his answers, as if he was convincing in his measured solutions to their questions. Lorraine was in her early 30's, as was Joan. Where Joan had dark hair, Lorraine was a natural blond, darker than peroxide, but still sunny. Neither woman was a stick insect, both being regulars at the gym and possessing fit supple legs. Eventually, they reached the 2nd part of the interview, when he would be expected to do a presentation to them. Lorraine said she would fetch the appropriate apparel; board and marker pens. As soon as she left the room, Joan looked him in the eye. "Kiss my feet" she said, staring at him. "What? But Joan, I mean boss, if Lorraine comes back in, then...." But she cut him off. "I said, kiss my feet and my legs for that matter. You are going to do it, because you are trying to make a good impression and you will do as I say" she added with finality. He knew it was futile to object and slipped off his chair, under the table, taking one ankle in his hand and kissing it. He rained kisses on her calves while Joan sat, with just the expression she wanted to have – disgust. As she predicted, Lorraine waltzed in, depositing the board and closing the door before realising what was going on. Joan had a look of disgust on her face and was valiantly trying to push him away. "What the hell do you think you are doing?" Lorraine said to him, coming to stand over the other side of the table, by his chair. "Lorraine, I'm as surprised as you are. This one here seems to have a fetish for feet and legs. Dropping to his knees, kissing all over my legs, even said if I would only let him use his tongue on me, it would be the biggest toe curler ever. And that's not all. He said he'd do anything to do the same to you!" she added. Lorraine had went from being furious to annoyed, then puzzled and was now struggling with a new emotion; arousal. The thought of this young lad, under the table..........she regained her composure quickly though and looked down at him. "Well, this certainly changes the interview, doesn't it?" she added. Joan got up and beckoned Lorraine to the corner of the room. "Don't move" she said to him and as he crouched under the table, puzzled, nervous and not sure what to do, he could see the 2 women talking animatedly. Lorraine was soon nodding and smiling then they turned back to the table and both took their seats again. As he started to emerge Joan barked at him "I thought I told you to stay put" with anger in her voice. "Now then, as we've said, this certainly changes things. I really don't think you should be trying to annoy us, under the present circumstances. Now, I want you to show Lorraine what you were doing to me when she came in and what your further intentions were" she said, glaring at him. Worshipping Joan Ch. 02 A month later, Joan had slowly reduced his ability for querying anything she told him to do. To counter any office tension Joan had appointed him as logisitics co-ordinator and he was moved to the portacabin office next to the main building. It was easier this way; he worked on his own and if she did need his talents while at work and that just wouldn't work if he was at home, waiting for her. Instead, she had spent the weekend at her house encouraging his tongue to go ever deeper inside her and informing him that he would now be working in the portacabin. "So then, are you going to undertake the new role and do as I request?" she said to him. "Yes Boss" he replied, slightly defeated. She smiled down at him and looked him in the eye. "Don't worry, you will still be paid and I will still be your boss, but it's necessary. Look at it this way, I need you in there because you are reliable and I can trust you" she had said to him and could see his features softening as he tried to look for the positive in that declaration. The next day, Joan had told the team he was being moved to the portacabin and he began the first day in his new job. He was the only one in the small building and apart from piles of paperwork, it was relatively featureless. His desk had just one chair for himself and a small filing cabinet for any necessary stuff he needed to keep. His pc was strictly monitored with bbc about the most exciting thing he could look at. At lunchtime, he looked up to see Lorraine walking across the car park. He opened the door and she stepped in with a big smile and walked over to his desk. "Hi there, I heard you were the new admin guy. Anyway, I need you to find this file for me" she said, waving a form at him. "Um, sure Lorraine, it's just down this isle I think" he said smiling and went to find the documentation. She waited by his desk and five minutes later he returned brandishing the files. "This should be for that whole month" he declared. Lorraine was standing grinning at him, holding one of the 2 biscuits he had kept to eat that afternoon. He was also due to go out and grab a sandwich and watched, hunger pangs sounding as Lorraine ate the biscuit in front of him. "Mhhmm, not bad. Nice biscuit. Well, aren't you going to thank me for coming over to relieve your boredom today?" she said. "Um, thanks Lorraine" he said to her but she shook her head. "Nice polite boys know that actions speak louder than words" she said and sat on his desk. He knew exactly what she meant and approaching her, he knelt in front of his chair. Slipping her thighs over his shoulders, Lorraine gasped at the initial contact of his tongue, then reached over to his Tupperware box. "It's your lunchtime, isn't it?" she said, glancing down at him. "Um, yes Lorraine" he replied, then resumed teasing her pussy gently. Without comment, Lorraine took a hold of his hair in one hand, pulled his head a short distance from her crotch and reaching down with her other hand she pushed the biscuit inside her pussy. "Don't say I'm not kind and considerate. Make sure you eat every molecule of that lunch though, I can feel it start to moisten already" and with that, she pulled his head back to her crotch. His tongue was trying to coax little bits of biscuit gently out and slurp them down. She lounged against the wall behind the desk, eyes half open as he licked thoroughly inside her, valiantly capturing each soggy morsel of biscuit and consuming it, before darting back inside her. It took him at least 15 minutes to get every piece and then he simply began to slowly pleasure her. 45 minutes later, Lorraine let his tired mouth take a rest and slipped off the table. Adjusting herself a little, she looked at him and smiled. "Thanks for finding that stuff, I'm not sure I'll get a chance to return it over the next day or two but you can count on me to bring it back personally" she told him, beaming from ear to ear. He looked dejectedly at the clock on the wall, realising he now had no time to get his lunch and having hurriedly checked he had no chewing gum, he was left with the taste of biscuit and pussy juice in his mouth. Lorraine chuckled to herself as she walked back to the office. She passed Joan when she got back and mouthed a silent thank you to her. Joan had decided that he could be a useful tool in her armoury. Office politics often meant resolving things, especially amongst a team of talented but strong opinionated women. They were loyal though and Joan had wondered if offering his oral talents to them as a bargaining chip when she needed to bargain over something wasn't such a bad thing. She had even wondered about trying out a date with another guy and this way, one of her colleagues could babysit him for an evening if she did so, without him being any the wiser. She needed to make sure he wouldn't be resistant to anything though and an idea had formed in her mind. Clicking on the website in front of her, she hit the order button. Three days later, her package arrived and she asked him to come round to her house after work. He did so and found Joan in a surprisingly pleasant mood. She even kissed him, leading him to her bedroom and although he kissed his way down her body, licking her to orgasm, she pulled him up so that he could fuck her. He drove into her like a man possessed and she clutched his back, groaning with pleasure as he pistoned in and out of her. Eventually, he pulled out just in time before he came and slumped off her. Joan seemed content to let him rest briefly and stroked his face until he felt himself dozing off. It was only briefly but something woke him and he felt something strange around his genitals. "Joan, um, I mean Boss, what's that?" he said confusedly. Over his crotch was a metal device. "That? Well, I've decided you can fuck me and boy was that good. We are definitely going to do it a lot! But when I decide. So in the periods between us doing it, this will keep you out of mischief; it's a chastity thingy" she said offhandedly. "Um, is it locked?" he asked. "Yeah and don't think I'm going to give you the key. Just please me and be a good boy and I will take it off quite a bit. You enjoyed fucking me yes?" she asked. "It was wonderful Boss" he admitted. "Well, the more you do as I say, the more often it comes off. Now then, I need your help with something at work" she added. "Anything Boss" he replied, wondering if she might take the cage off him again tonight. As if reading his mind Joan continued. "Now, if you agree, the cage thing can come off again tonight" Joan added. "Just name it Boss" he said eagerly. Joan smiled to herself. He had no idea what she was asking him! "Well, you know the women from Portnacraig office joined recently and the cultural fit hasn't been easy. Keeping them all happy has been even harder. And I'm not sure how they found out but they seem to think you are some willing accomplice for Lorraine and myself to relieve stress and they're not happy about it. They've threatened to go to the press and say you are the office letch and everything. So I've had to placate them to help you and keep the team balanced" Joan went on. "Boss, I'm with you though" he added worriedly. "I know you are and I'm happy you've obeyed me so far. Anyway, the only way to get round this is that sometimes, they may expect you to relieve their stress so you may get the very, very occasional visit to the portacabin from now on" she told him finally. "Oh right. But I thought it was just you Boss" he said, hoping he was convincing Joan that he really did like her. "Yes, obviously but just for a short time I need to keep a lid on a potential scandal. So do as I say. Now then, a bit more of this tongue and I think your little contraption might have to come off" Joan said, moving to sit on his face. The following week at work he was in the portacabin and Joan was at her desk, the new report for north sector already done by Helen. She hadn't been strictly honest with him as there was no anger or scandal. But she did need things completed and having a team of women to ease her job was worth it. As a bonus they were allowed to use rent a tongue as he was known. Helen was to be the first but there would be others too. In effect, Joan was using him as some sort of oral hooker and she reaped the benefits. Having the contraption wisely on his crotch meant she still had control of his cock and he would do anything she said to have her unlock him. "Come in" he said, as the portacabin door went. Helen waltzed in and gazed at him. "Um, I guess you know why I'm here?" she asked slightly nervously. He thought then immediately realised what was going on. "Um, yes. Do you want to sit or stand?" he offered. She didn't answer but walked over to his desk and stood in front of it. He immediately knelt and pushing up her skirt revealed her hold ups and a thong. Swiftly parting her material, he licked gently at her pussy and she gasped, chestnut hair shivering on her shoulders in excitement at being licked out. After a few minutes, he glanced up to see Helen watching him work at her. When she saw him looking up, she pressed his face into her pussy so he concentrated on pleasuring her. Half an hour later, she pushed him away and without a word smoothed her skirt and left. The next day the door went and it was Muriel, the stern, dark haired woman who at 43 was the oldest in the team. Her confident manner unnerved him and she strode to his desk as he got out of his seat. "C'mon now, don't go all shy, I've looked forward to this all morning" she said. He helped remove her skirt and she hooked a heavy leg over his shoulder as he licked deep inside her pussy. After some time his shoulder ached from supporting her but it wasn't for another 10 minutes that she shuffled back and proceeded to lay out on his desk as he knelt in front of her now. "Don't forget my asshole" Muriel said lustfully and his tongue dropped lower to do her bidding. Muriel came twice and it opened up a can of worms in some ways for him as the other women heard he enjoyed licking ass too. First off was Helen who returned before he had even seen any of the other women. She opened the door and strode to his desk. "Hi Helen" he said mildly. "Is there something wrong with my ass?" she asked him. "Um, no absolutely not" he assured her. "But you did Muriel's first" she accused him. "Sorry, I didn't know you liked that. Um, I'll show you" he offered. Helen responded by turning away from him and gripped the desk, letting him roll up her skirt. He kissed her cheeks then his tongue worked gently down her ass crack until it approached her rosebud. Taking a lick, he pressed against it gently until it yielded and his tongue was inside. "You'd better do as good a job with me. Muriel hasn't stopped bragging about it" she pouted and then sighed as his tongue responded with a deep probing action into her ass. Helen must have been aroused as she played with her clit while he rimmed her and reached an orgasm. Then she turned around and hopped onto his desk, pulling his face into her pussy. He ate her to a second orgasm before she left, a little calmer than she had arrived. The next morning Morvern appeared unexpectedly. Lorraine led her in and smirked at him. "Morvern has just started with us but I think she's overdue a proper welcome. I'll leave you to it. See you later" she said suggestively to Dominic and waltzed out, leaving Morvern looking at him expectantly. "Hi, um, do you want to come over here?" he offered nervously. "Sure" she said cooly and moved to stand in front of him. He knelt and she slowly lifted her skirt and deftly slid her knickers down her legs, stepping one leg out of them. This was a little different for both of them as Morvern had actually been at school with him. He didn't say anything but licked her pussy as if it were a duty he had to complete. Morvern remained silent at first but the situation was getting to her in a good way. "You're quite good" she said a little in surprise. He didn't answer but stuck to his task, sucking on her outer lips then darting his tongue inside. "Ugh, if only the girls knew about this. You're much better than my boyfriend; that's it, right inside" she gasped excitedly. The more excited she became, the more she talked. "Did you do this when we were at school?" she asked him. "Um, yeah but not with anyone from school" he replied. "Damn, if I'd known, you could have done this every day. I'll be over here every day to make up for it though. And I hear you like ass too. I'll find that out after I cum" she said gleefully. Morvern let him lick her a while longer and her excitment was obvious. "If I hadn't promised Joan not to say anything I'd let the whole school know but you're lucky I can keep a secret" she said excitedly, not far from orgasm. Morvern was true to her word, cumming hard then turning round so he could rim her ass. And Lorraine was true to her word too, arriving that afternoon and sitting on his desk to enjoy a good tonguing while reminding him that he was eating her out before the new girls so she still wanted his best moves. It was hard enough servicing the girls and as much as he enjoyed eating pussy, it was clear they were happy to use him whether he wanted to or not. His initial days of going down on Joan at her desk seemed like a blissful memory now as he never envisaged this scenario developing. Meanwhile, Joan had been out with 3 different guys and was with one of them again. He was a real charmer and Joan loved how her new found confidence was making her feel and possibly look more attractive. The guy had her on all fours and she groaned as he fucked her hard before crying out he was going to cum and shooting his load over her back. They lay spent on the bed before Joan glanced at her clock. After quick showers, the guy left asking if he could see her again. She said she would think about it and went into work with the glow of someone who's just had sex that morning. Her smile faded though as she spied happy looking Lorraine waltzing to her desk. "You're looking good Lorraine" Joan quipped to her. "Yeah, well I had an early visit to the portacabin. Feeling ready to tackle the day now" she said smiling. Joan wandered off to loos and sat there thinking. It was all very well having this guy and that guy in her bed but she surprised herself by realising she missed Dominic and that wonderful tongue of his. The arrangement she had with the other girls was so that her working life was made easier and so she could date other guys but she was surprised to realise she was jealous. Joan knew she would have to come to a decision soon and it would either be to leave things as they were or have Dominic move to another company and reclaim him for herself only again. Over at the portacabin, Morvern had led Dominic to a corner of the room where they wouldn't be seen immediately, even if someone came in. She had let her skirt slide off and now stood slightly bent over a stack of archives as Dominic knelt behind her and rimmed her deeply. "That's it, go nice and deep. I've got my boyfriend starting to lick my ass now when he goes down on me. He did pretty good last night before he fucked me. It's enjoyable though just having the oral and nothing else. Say, you think a guy would do that, like my boyfriend, you know just go down on me some nights and nothing else?" Morvern asked him. "I know I would" Dominic wisely replied. "Yeah, you would but I would love it if my man did too. Right, I need to cum, hang on" she said and he stopped to let her turn around. Once in place, he began to lick Morvern's pussy while she held his head close. It wasn't long before she came and she reluctantly let his head go, quickly donning her skirt. Joan had walked in just after her orgasm and as she made for the door, she realised Joan was there. "Oh Joan! Sorry, um I'd best be off" Morvern said quickly, darting back across to the office. Joan regarded him then sat on the wide seat at his desk. Dominic immediately crossed to her and without any prompting, laid a kiss on her foot first. He followed that by kissing up one leg until he reached her thighs. Joan parted them, her denim skirt and lack of knickers making it easy for Dominic to start licking her pussy immediately. "I've been thinking, how would you like that chastity device to come off for good?" she threw at him. "Oh Boss, that would be amazing. Really? Um, I would say yes please and thank you forever" he gushed. "Yeah, I guess you would. And that's my dilemma. I've created a monster here; the girls are all up for this scenario but truth to tell I might want you for myself. I mean how would you like to date me, be my only man, fuck me and go down on me when I want huh?" she offered. "If you don't already know I want that, then I would add nothing would please me more Boss" Dominic offered her. Joan thought about it and Dominic used the time to lick her skillfully. "You'd have to leave the company. You couldn't work here any longer, not with the current state of affairs. Besides that Lorraine more than anyone else seems to have forgotten you belong to me, not some joint partnership. So I need you to find a job and soon. I'll make sure you have interview time off but it has to be as quickly as possible. I have other guys who would love to date me you know, so I'm making a decision to choose you over others" she added to him pointedly. "I know Boss. My friend owns an IT outfit; I think I could work there without even an interview. And the pay is excellent. And it's about 10 miles from where you live so I would be close by you" Dominic added. "Mhhmm, that sounds promising. Okay, well I can't keep a leash on that lot out there, so sort it with your friend this week. It's Wednesday today; you can have this afternoon off and tomorrow to see him if you want then finish up here on Friday. Don't bother working your notice; or that lot will have you spending all day working over their sordid desires. Look, I'll be honest I've tried other guys and well the truth is as irritating as it might seem, you seem to have got to me. So are you ready to give yourself to me or not?" she threw at him. "I am yours Boss and yours alone" Dominic implored. "Well show my pussy how much you've missed it before I go back to work" Joan urged him. Dominic took to the task with relish, eating her pussy as if it were an interview he couldn't bear to fail. Joan sat back and when she came, she felt his mouth eagerly sucking at her juices, as she sighed with pleasure. "No one can do it as good" she muttered almost to herself. Then she stood up and left before they could talk again. Dominic busied himself with contacting his acquaintance in the afternoon and the guy was only to happy to have Dominic on board. He spent the next day sorting out some stuff before returning to the office on the Friday. Joan had also promised him she might take the device off that weekend and he was already looking forward to pleasing her after work. He arrived to find Joan had unexpectedly taken the day off, although it was his last day. She had texted him to say she was out doing stuff but wanted him to be at her house for 7 the following night. Dominic managed to sort any computer files he wanted to keep pretty quickly and sent them to his gmail account, then ran the roost over the place, realising he didn't have any actual personal possessions at work. By 9.30am, he had little to do but the portacabin door went just then. Lorraine stood there regarding him. "So you're abandoning ship are you? Well, life will be a bit duller but may as well make the most of the last day huh?" she asked him. Worshipping Joan Ch. 02 "Um, yeah, sure Lorraine" he quipped back. Lorraine came and stood in front of his desk, as he slipped to his knees in front of her. He immediately started eating her pussy and was surprised when after an orgasm, Lorraine merely stepped back and made to leave. "Stay in that position" she said when she realised he was about to stand up. As she opened the door to go, Helen stood there and immediately entered. She stood in front of him and he began to eat her pussy now. "I'll be over here again today seeing as you're leaving us" she told him pointedly as he licked her. "Whatever you wish Helen" he offered and soon she came hard, clutching his head to her. As she left, Muriel entered and came to stand in front of him. Dominic began to lick her too and she kept her hands on his head, pressing it to her as he consumed her cunt. "Such a shame you're going" she said when he at last brought her to orgasm. Morvern was in front of him less than a minute later and smirked down at him as she usually did when he ate her out. "Real shame this won't continue. But I've got my boyfriend doing it a lot more now so I suppose it could be worse" she told him casually. Dominic was about ready for a break when she left and wolfed down a sandwich he'd made for lunch then washed it down with water. It was only 11.30am and he found it slightly ironic that all the pussy eating had made him ravenous. Just then Lorraine buzzed him. "Come to my desk" she said and hung up. Dominic entered to find the sales team had went out for a training day, leaving just Lorraine, Helen, Muriel and Morvern in the office. They were seated with their 4 desks together in a bigger pod of 8. Lorraine smiled as he approached her and she deliberately slid her seat back, glancing down at the floor beneath her desk. Dominic hesitated only a moment before he slipped under and found Lorraine had rolled her skirt up a little, her knickers off. He knew what to do and began to lick her out again as she lounged back a little. Lorraine had him bring her to orgasm, then move down to lick her ass until he moved up again to give her another one. After that, he felt Muriel lead his head to her and crawled under the desks to her, starting to eat her pussy next. She did exactly the same as Lorraine and he tasted her ass for some time before Muriel had another. Then Helen made a grab, feeling under her desk as he crawled towards her. She came rather quickly but took some time afterwards while he rimmed her out. Then it was Morvern who delighted in having him lick her to orgasm then give her ass a seeing to and another orgasm. There was no respite either; Lorraine had him straight back with her and through the relentless haze of pleasuring them he was glad it was the following evening he was seeing Joan and not that night. The afternoon wore on and although the girls were getting a break while he went round the other 3, it was tiring for Dominic and his jaw was already feeling tender. Then at 4pm, Morvern passed her phone to Helen excitedly, who squealed with delight. "They're all going to be there tonight and can't wait to see us, you too Muriel!" Helen exclaimed. "Well sticky face, Morvern's boyfriend and his electrician friends are meeting us gals for a drink tonight and I can guess none of us will be going home alone tonight. Shame you won't be available next week but hope you've enjoyed today. Well girls, time for some hot guys eh?" Lorraine cackled. The other 3 joined in and began to compose themselves as Dominic knelt sheepishly under Lorraine's desk. "Now then, just one last thing. You stay put. This is my last task for you. Do it and then you can go when, well when you are told you can go later. You'll know what I mean shortly. Well, it's been fun but I've got to admire Joan; she knows quality when she sees it. And don't tell her about today. I said you'd be left alone but I couldn't stick to that, could I? However, you tell her and I'll say you were bragging how good it was she wasn't in to see it all" Lorraine warned him. "Yes Lorraine, I won't say anything" Dominic promised. She got up to leave and the other 3 didn't even bother saying anything, as all 4 left. He wondered what the hell was going on and could hear Lorraine talking and two unfamiliar voices, who sounded giggly and excited. From under the desk, he saw the office door open and two girls, around 18 or 19 entered. One was an athletic looking black girl, the other a dark haired white girl with a very short skirt on. He couldn't see any more as the desks above hid their approach and they sat down opposite each other. The black girl was in front of him and her legs fell open. "Do we say something or does he know what to do?" she asked her friend. "I dunno. Um I guess you know what to do down there so get on with it" the other girl said boldly. Dominic resigned himself and kissed over black thighs before moving higher to her pussy. He probed deeply with his tongue and licked slowly so she could savour the sensation. It took some time but finally she reached orgasm and he felt his head held tightly. He was about to stop when she pressed on his head and understanding, he moved lower until he was tonguing her asshole. "You should feel this Bernadette, he's something else at asslicking too" the black girl said exaltingly. "Well hurry up then, I'm climbing the walls here" Bernadette urged her. It took another while, but after another while she finally let him up to suck her clit to another orgasm. Bernadette didn't wait a second longer and led him to her pussy immediately, pressing his head in to urge his tongue inside her. She gasped and let out another as his tongue rolled like a velvet glove around inside her, occasionally pausing to withdraw and swab her whole pussy with slow, wet licks. "Mhhmm, no wonder you wanted two off him Gladys" Bernadette said to her friend. "I doubt we're going to get much work done until eight now" Gladys shot back merrily. The girls were students who came in some evenings to do data inputting until 8pm. This was a real treat for them arranged by Lorraine. He stuck to the task at hand and Bernadette was soon shaking with lust, groaning as he brought her to orgasm. As she came down, he didn't need urging and moved to her ass of his own accord. She was content to lounge and let him get familiar with it. "You're not wrong. I've only had my ass licked once before; that French guy I met a few times. Ah fuck. Right, next time a guy goes down on me, he has to do this" she exclaimed loudly while she enjoyed a good rimming. "Same here Berni. My next man is definitely gonna know I like this" Gladys agreed. Once Bernadette had cum again, Gladys was eager to have him resume pleasuring her and then Bernadette wanted her turn again. The girls ended up staying until 8.30pm, not getting much work done, but passing Dominic back and forth until they were both tired from cumming. On shaky legs, they finally rose and both of them giggled at him as they made to leave. "He's not bad looking either. But apparently he's taken now" Bernadette informed Gladys, who pouted in mock upset. "Bye tongue face. Might not see you again but we're all armed for guys now!" Gladys called back and they were gone. Dominic was sitting at home an hour later, pizza eaten and finished off with a beer. He had enough energy to shower, brush his teeth and crawl into bed by 10.30 and was asleep almost immediately. Meanwhile, Joan had enjoyed her day shopping. She had purchased some new underwear, skirts, shoes, went for a haircut, waxed and was back at a guy called Doug's house, an out of town buyer. He was close to bringing her off and she pressed his head further into her before she came hard. Then, she opened her legs and welcomed him to move up and slide his cock into her. As he did so, she thought of Dominic. It was a given that Lorraine would definitely use him but she had no idea of what had actually happened. She had already resolved to herself that this was a last fling and she was genuinely prepared to make a go of it with her young lover, who was due to come round the next evening. Tonight though was all about clandestine sex with this one night stand and she was enjoying it immensely. Afterwards, Joan felt something was missing and she realised that for all the thrill her encounter had given, she enjoyed the devotions of a man who worshipped her properly. She made an excuse to Doug and left, heading round to her own house and showering before bed. Next morning she woke and decided to tell Dominic to arrive the day after instead. Joan threw herself into sorting her house, moving a few things around and tidying up as she envisaged a live in lover. It wasn't until the next morning that the doorbell went just as she expected. She had dressed in a long cotton sweater which came past her ass. Dominic had no idea she wasn't wearing underwear. As soon as Dominic saw her, he knelt before Joan and kissed her feet. She let him kiss a little higher before turning round. It wasn't long before his tongue was trying valiantly to lick her asshole. "Move in today. From now on you belong to me" Joan told him quickly. "Yes Mistress. Thank you. I think you're wonderful" Dominic admitted. And he was right. He literally worshiped her. Worshipping Joan Resignedly, he looked up into Lorraine's eyes and saw a mixture of curiousness and hunger, but no pity. Taking a foot in his hand, he lowered his face and began to kiss, trailing lightly with his tongue. He continued up her calves while above him, Lorraine was still regarding him. "So after this...." Lorraine said to Joan and the two of them leaned towards each other and began to whisper. "No. We couldn't!" Lorraine exclaimed then they continued whispering. Soon however, Lorraine was nodding along to whatever Joan had said adding "Well, I think this might take a while then". Her hand descended to his head, taking a grip of his hair and guiding his head to her thighs. In no time, he was kissing her inner thighs and then his head was yanked away. "Hang on" said Lorraine and slipped her knickers off. Then he was guided back to her crotch. Kissing her pussy at first, he soon stuck his tongue out and gently licked at the bud. Lorraine was watching him with a look of fascination. Beginning a task only too familiar to him, he urged his tongue inside. She tasted slightly nutty, different from Joan, who had a fresher scent. It was becoming evident that Joan hadn't told Lorraine he was her lover. She had clearly concocted this scenario for reasons only she knew but he had to play along with it, as he had no idea what she was thinking. Beginning to fuck his tongue slowly in and out of Lorraine, he settled into a rhythm. Above him, they were engaged in conversation. "Steve does do it, but sometimes it gets boring. It's funny, I've hardly ever sat on his face, so you like that position?" Lorraine said. "Yep. You know the way that you can totally control the orgasm. And of course, turning around to face down their body is ideal for rimming. Or if you're feeling really in charge, sitting looking down into their eyes while the guy's rimming or trying to rim you. And his nose is in your slit. That's a good one too" Joan answered. "I'm going to try that" said Lorraine smugly, and then sighed as his tongue had begun to seek out her clitoris. Surprisingly, she was already close to orgasm and her thighs contracted, gripping his head tightly as she came against his tongue. Releasing him, she glanced at Joan, smirking. "Phew. Um sorry Joan that was badly needed" she said. "No problem. You don't mind if I have a go? You can have him back then we can have a slower one each" said Joan smugly. "Yeah sure, go ahead" said Lorraine as Joan gripped his hair, letting him settle between her thighs, knickers already removed as his tongue began to work feverishly inside her. The conversation continued with little regard to him below until Joan reached orgasm. With both hands on the back of his head, she pressed his face into her tightly, as his mouth glued itself to her cunt. Afterwards, Lorraine wasted no time in taking him back and lounged in her chair as he licked all the way down to her arse. She gasped as he began to rim her then they chatted again. They talked about fucking, how both of them weren't too keen on blow jobs but both agreed being licked out and rimmed was top of their lists. His face was hot; his hair now damp with sweat and his tongue was becoming very tired. He was desperate just to lick her pussy, to get a break from the rimming he was giving her. Lorraine was indeed taking a long time to cum and on 2 occasions when he had tried to reach her clitoris, she had stopped him with an admonishing hand on the head. Eventually, it all became too much and she reached a huge orgasm, muffling her sighs of lust as he brought her release. Without even waiting for Lorraine to say anything, Joan had him positioned in front of her in a flash and he plied his tongue against his dominant lover's pussy once more. They chatted about past lovers, why oral sex was so good and why women were definitely the 'better half'. On his knees, his mouth was teasing Joan to an orgasm. If he became too repetitive, she twisted his ear until he changed tack, all the while keeping his face close to her. After half an hour, he was exhausted and he could tell the way Joan's thighs shivered that she was using all her control to stop herself from cuming. "I'm going to tell him" said Joan and Lorraine looked at her, smirking. "I must say girl, you don't do things by halves. Just knowing what the end result was going to be made me even hornier. You think it'll work out the way you want?" said Lorraine, above him. "Yep – so of course, you'd be welcome to come over one night" said Joan. He was puzzled at the strange conversation but his mouth was working fast to bring Joan off. "Okay then, you can have my orgasm now. And don't you dare stop licking me. I have some news for you. You're sacked. Oh fuck, that's it, right on my clitty!" she exclaimed and her thighs gripped him tightly. He was reeling from what Joan just said. Sacked? But he couldn't move until she had finished cuming. Eventually she did and he knelt there, panting. "Um Joan, please, you didn't mean what you said?" he asked, pleading. "I did as a matter of fact. Lorraine and I agree, you came on to us and it's our word against yours. Now I think it's probably a good idea if you just leave immediately. I can collect your things and drop them off to you later. Lorraine, what do you think?" said Joan and Lorraine looked down at him. Joan gripped his hair and leaned in close to him. "Now then loverboy, what's to stop us from sacking you?" she said to him. He was momentarily speechless but then began to plead. "Maybe he could convince us" piped in Lorraine and Joan nodded. Almost eagerly, he scurried to pleasure Lorraine, as she idly toyed with his ears while he slaved away below. Then he was passed back to Joan as Lorraine got up to leave. "I'll leave it up to you Joan. Thanks for that by the way. Unexpected but fun" she declared and then left. Joan regarded him coolly as he strived, tired, but fearing for his job. "This is your only attempt to convince me, okay?" she said and he nodded. As his tired tongue parted her familiar lips again, she lounged back in her chair. "Okay, the deal is this. I'm your boss 24/7. That means you treat me with respect. No actually, you treat me with reverence. At all times. You should know how to do that. You know, be the gentleman, the perfect lover, attentive, devoted, and eager to please and as for Sundays from now on, you're doing every Sunday afternoon. Except that you won't be paid in cash for it, this will be how you are paid" she declared. "Yes boss" he answered quietly as he swallowed some of her juices down. "Mhhmm. 'Yes Boss'. You will be saying that an awful lot from now on. Because at the first hint of disobedience, you really will be sacked, no severance pay and I'll make sure your name is mud in this town" she declared smugly. Already, she was looking immensely forward to the fact he would do anything she told him to now. She smiled quietly to herself as she thought back to what she had spoken to Lorraine about that afternoon. How she had suggested that "as he had a fetish" they should use him for fun then going a stage further and suggesting they threaten him with the sack. She made it clear to Lorraine she wanted him as a compliant lover and added it would be a real turn on to have him under the table licking them over and over, knowing he was going to left possibly without his job at the end of it. In a short time he had gone from being a clumsy but attentive lover to a skilled one. A lover who would spend hours licking her, rimming her deeply, worshipping her feet, having a big stiff cock that was always eager to fuck her - yes, leaving her husband was definitely the best decision she had made. This young man was everything she wanted. And now she had the power to pretty much have him do anything she wanted, whenever she wanted. That thought alone had her reaching orgasm again before she pushed him away, telling him to get back to work while she went to the toilets to compose herself. Perhaps one day, she could sack him, after making sure he was totally under her control. If there was a way for him to work freelance at something........she could have him at home, at her beck and call. The future opened up so many possibilities!