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Sharon's Climb to the Top

By: OliviaFantasy



Stories have two sides. This is the other side of the two part "Olivia's Revenge." It looks very different from Sharon's side of the story. Sharon and Olivia are different and both very interesting. I can identify with parts of both of them, maybe you can too.

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Sharon had been going through a lot of changes. Things hadn't gone well at her last job and she and her husband had moved to a new town and a new job. At her new company she settled in quickly. She had a more experienced co-worker who helped her, Olivia. Olivia knew the company well and knew their boss well but that man was leaving the company.

Sharon quickly knew that the person she needed to know well was that man's boss. The guy who would decide who replaced her current boss. He was an older distinguished man named Harold. Sharon set her sights on Harold and they got along almost immediately. 

It's hard to know exactly why they got along. Part of it was that Sharon was very efficient, very good at her job, and brought an important new perspective to their work. Part of it was her easy going manner. Part of it was that many other workers were intimidated by Harold or afraid to talk to him or kept away from him by middle management.

But part of it may have been that Sharon had big tits. She wasn't just well endowed and it wasn't that her chest was slightly larger than Harold's wife's. It was that Sharon had very large breasts, she dressed in a way that showed them off, and she was careful to make sure they were on display when she was around Harold.

For years Sharon had been annoyed at losing out to flirty colleagues. The last time she lost a job, she swore it was because the tramp who took the job was sleeping with the boss and had a chest twice her size. It was also true that Sharon had an odd fantasy life that she didn't think about or admit even to her husband. She made the decision one day to have surgery. She got much bigger, she wore a 36D and her breasts were perky and spectacular. It was shocking to some of her old colleagues but she'd already been passed over for promotion and didn't care. That's why she quit and they moved.

At her new job, they only knew her the one way and for the first month she dressed quite demurely or least she covered up. But the first time she met Harold she knew he liked her. On days she might meet him, she took to wearing buttoned blouses that could be very businesslike until a few buttons were let loose just before she went into see Harold.

She was also very nice to her immediate boss who would be retiring but he was boring. Her closest colleague Olivia was nice and Sharon thought Olivia would be most likely to be promoted so she made sure they were friends too.

In her first couple months, Sharon partly because Harold enjoyed the view she gave him, became very friendly with Harold. She decided it would be good to maintain a very professional appearance to avoid office talk. But that didn't stop her from often wearing a jacket but taking it off during meetings in Harold's office. Harold liked advice and to sound out employees. Sharon soon figured out that he sounded her out more often than most people and she took steps to make sure that kept happening.

As a sign of respect perhaps, Harold made a point of coming out from behind his desk and sitting at a chair right across from her. Sharon liked that respect and didn't mind if Harold was sometimes distracted and not completely focused on the cleavage she was showing him. There didn't seem to be anything wrong if he got distracted by the motion when she crossed her legs and the swishing noise of nylon on nylon as she crossed and recrossed. Maybe he saw her continual switching of legs as a sign she was nervous. She was sure he didn't think she was doing it on purpose to show her legs and let him see the nylon stockings. 

So what if Harold liked black stockings? And there was nothing wrong if Sharon sat a little sideways and didn't notice that her skirt which was so long out in the workplace had ridden up so far it was showing her stocking tops. She didn't mind if Harold looked and appreciated. It would benefit her in the long run and she actually liked him.

She didn't spend as much time with her boss who was leaving and her relationship with Olivia was friendly and polite. If the boss weren't leaving so soon, Sharon thought, she might have a chance at the job but not after just a few months.

However, increasingly she realized that Harold would have a role, perhaps the most important role. Then something happened. She was standing by a desk outside Harold's office. Her colleague Olivia had drawn up a report for an important meeting that afternoon. Sharon borrowed the report and then went in and distracted Harold until it was time to go. The next morning, she made a point of being at the same coffee shop Harold always stopped at on the way to work.

She had on a corset that pushed her chest in a voluptuous way. She had three too many buttons open on her blouse and managed to be bending over checking her shoe just as Harold came in. When he saw her and came over, he didn't speak until she bent back up and "noticed him." 

"Oh, hi, I'm sorry I didn't see you standing there." The she glanced down and was "shocked" to notice that her blouse was embarrassingly open. "Oh I'm so sorry. Never mind. I hope you had a nice meeting yesterday."

Harold just mumbled and sat down with his coffee. "Actually, Sharon, it was not good. I went in blind. Olivia was supposed to have written a report and it never came and I had no idea what was going on. I can't believe her. She seems reliable sometimes but I'm not sure."

Sharon smiled and did her best to look concerned. "Well, I know you've been concerned about giving her more responsibility, haven't you?"

Harold hadn't been very concerned but it made sense. "Yes. Yes I have."

"Well, I wouldn't be. I haven't been at this one company all my life, I've had a diverse experience and I've seen lots of people like Olivia. She means well even if she never had a boss who challenged her like I've had. But I'm sure she meant to do that report and if I were her boss I'd give her another chance."

Harold looked thoughtful but had to go.

Soon, however, Harold announced the new manager was going to be Sharon who he pointed out had trained at many similar companies and he had personally brought in to build a better team. Most people didn't care. They never had a chance and one boss or another was all the same. But Olivia was heartbroken and Sharon knew it.

It's not that she didn't care but Olivia was in the way. There'd be other opportunities but this was Sharon's and she took it.

She called her husband who was annoying. He seemed needy all the time and she just wanted to get ahead at work. She had him get dinner for himself while she stayed after everyone left and moved her things into the big office. Most people left but Harold came by on his way out. She'd heard him coming and undone some buttons. He said a few words but had come just as she was kneeling on the floor sorting through papers. She stayed there on all fours and looked up at him, back arched, and chest shown off from that angle.

Harold had trouble talking and Sharon was pleased to see a bulge in his pants. She took advantage of his distraction and said "the office is a little small I think for meetings so maybe I should do some changing around?"

He just kept staring and said "Oh yes, yes whatever you think. You're the boss now."

Sharon was very happy.

Olivia, the woman she beat for the job, came in the next morning just as Sharon was yelling at her annoying husband again. When she hung up she composed herself. Olivia needed to be consoled and had her eye on the office next door instead of a cubicle. But Sharon needed that office. She sweetly told Olivia she could sit anywhere she thought would work but that particular place needed some electrical work.

Olivia took it well but ended up selecting a spot not very close and out of sight. Sharon figured she was still a little upset. Oh well she'd get over it.

Her plans moved forward and she became more and more comfortable with her boss. Twice she even playfully slapped his arm and asked if he was staring at her. He blushed but they became more and more comfortable. He was easily manipulated because he was easily distracted.

Olivia became very helpful, almost a confidante. One day she was giving Olivia things to do when Harold came in. He was annoyed or maybe frustrated that Olivia was there. Olivia soon left and Harold continued talking about the furniture Sharon needed and the office he was fixing up for her, even if it was her idea. Sharon was combining the two office and would have almost as much space as Harold. More important was that he was now obsessed with her.

Olivia had closed the door so Sharon felt bold. She stood up and as she unbuttoned her blouse asked Harold, "Harold do you like my titties? Do you want to see my big titties?" Harold trembled and couldn't resist her.

She took off her blouse and Harold was shocked and hard. Then she got on her knees and undid his pants and started to suck on what was already hard. She liked Harold mostly but she also knew exactly what drove men crazy. She made a lot of noise slurping as she sucked then stopped. She looked up at him and trying to look vulnerable said "it's so big, please be gently with me" before she continued.

It wasn't that big. It was probably average but Harold was trembling and it didn't take Sharon long before Harold was grunting and coming. Sharon got rid of the evidence and smiled and said "I can't wait for tonight."

Harold left and she didn't see him the rest of the night. She went home to change before she went over to Harold's for dinner. Sharon's husband made some noise about her working so much but he was saying it less often, getting used to it. He told her he'd eat out if she was gone and she just mumbled. The truth was she didn't care where he ate or what he ate.

She dressed carefully. She did her best to look very businesslike. Her skirt was very long. She wore flatter shoes and a sweater over her blouse. Underneath she tried to flatten things a little to hide her figure. Harold would be disappointed but his wife wouldn't be threatened. Her makeup was less flattering and she looked very different.

Harold answered the door and she knew he was disappointed but maybe also relieved. Harold's wife was very nice but obviously bored by the talk. Sharon tried to be as boring as possibly even though she kept teasing herself under the table. She had given this woman's husband a blowjob at the office. It was a fun secret.

Soon Harold's wife went to bed. She told Sharon it was nice meeting her and not to let Harold bore her with too much work talk "If he manages to get you in the study, boredom will kill you." Then she said good night.

Sharon grabbed Harold and walked quickly to the study then pushed him across the room. "Harold I hope you appreciate me." Then she took off her sweater and pulled open her blouse.

"I hid myself from your wife for you." The she took off the tight top that was flattening her and squishing her breasts.

Harold gasped as Sharon's breasts came back to life. She came forward and opened up his pants.

"Harold, every moment I was talking to your wife I was thinking of your cock so close to me but so unavailable."

She knew Harold's weaknesses for dirty talk and watched the effect it was having. So she gathered and lifted the long skirt until her panties came into view. They were red and very wet and she stroked them. "Take my panties off me Harold because I need a good fucking."

Harold almost couldn't stand it but he got them down her legs and then stood up. Sharon helped him find his way to her and pushed him inside. She really was very excited and had been thinking all night of this moment, the time when she could take Harold while his wife was so close.

As she leaned against the back of a chair, she whispered teasingly "Oh Harold is your large throbbing cock inside of me while your wife is upstairs? I hope she can't hear how well I'm being fucked by my boss. Is this how you break in all your new underlings?"

It didn't take long for either of them to reach an orgasm. Harold lasted longer than Sharon thought and she was very pleased.

It was late so she felt the need to not overstay her welcome. As she was getting dressed again, she said "Harold, I want to stay but I should get home before my husband gets all suspicious. I don't think he knows I'm fucking my boss."

When Sharon got home she was glad her husband had gone to bed so she didn't have to have a long talk about the evening. While she was getting ready for bed, he asked her about her night. She said "boring boss, boring wife. He had a few things from work he wanted to get into. Nothing interesting. Oh, by the way, he mentioned a client meeting he wants me to come down to at corporate this Friday. I think it's one night or two but a great opportunity. Did you manage to get dinner?"

Her husband didn't have much to say about dinner or her opportunity. "Oh, that sounds like a good work opportunity. I didn't know what to have so I just ran out and grabbed something. Anyway, good night."

She was grateful she didn't have to talk about it. He didn't ask a lot of questions about work and she didn't encourage him to. It made things easier for her to operate. So they both went to sleep.

The rest of the week, Tom was busy on his phone. His work kept him busy but she didn't care. It was like he had a hobby that kept him out of her way. 

Sharon was busy for the next few days before leaving. She made a point of not seeing her boss too much and being careful around co-workers. She was also busy getting prepared. She wanted her boss to lust after her but also to need her professionally. To get her presentation ready, her colleague Olivia was very helpful. Sharon was very pleased at how helpful Olivia was. She was glad there was lingering awkwardness over Sharon winning the job.

Friday on the way to the airport she called Tom and warned him that she might not have time to call much because she'd be that busy. He didn't seem to mind. Sharon wondered if he knew. They rarely slept together anymore and he must suspect something. She didn't think too long about it because she didn't really care. She wasn't going to be obvious but she didn't care if he figured it out.

Sharon made sure she didn't sit by Harold on the plane. It just made him want her more. She acted like she was surprised they didn't sit together. After the flight they took a cab together to the hotel and she laughed and said at least we're in the same hotel. In the cab she didn't flirt or anything. She was enjoying making him wait. While they checked in, she went first and then went up ahead of him telling him that she'd call him when she was settled and they could plan the meeting. She didn't want him to know until later that she had arranged adjoining rooms.

They took a cab together to the corporate office. She dressed very differently, almost hiding her assets, high neck, long skirt, almost frumpy looking. The meeting went very well for Harold which Sharon had made sure of. It meant he'd be in a good mood for dinner. Harold wanted to go right away but Sharon needed to change. They were meeting one co-worker, a man at Harold's level but in another part of the country. He was in for meetings too.

Sharon didn't wear what she wanted to wear but she changed a confining and smoothing down bra for a regular one to free her breasts a little. She wore a buttoned blouse not anything low cut but not the high neck from before. And a looser, shorter but not too short skirt with heels. Now she was pretty and attractive but not slutty. Different from the librarian look she wore at the office.

Harold and Sharon went together and met George, their dinner companion. George was at the bar and had a head start. They got a table in a quiet Italian restaurant. The restaurant did a big lunch business but wasn't that crowded. They sat in a corner and Sharon made sure to sit across from Harold.

George talked a lot more than Harold and talked mostly to Harold. Right after they ordered though Harold went to the bathroom and Sharon was alone with George. He wasn't paying much attention so she made sure one too many buttons on her blouse were open and then she bent down to get something off the floor. George, two drinks in him and a dirty old man anyway, stared. He was subtle but he was horny. She knew he didn't have time to do anything because Harold came back almost immediately and Sharon pretended she didn't know she was exposed.

It changed George a little and he paid more attention to Sharon and less to Harold. That gave Sharon the opportunity she needed to take her leg on the other side, away from George, and to slip the shoe off. She then took that leg and slid it casually across the space between her and Harold, touched her toes to the side of his leg which got his attention and then slid her foot into his lap while she ignored him and asked George a question.

Out of the corner of her eye she could tell Harold looked surprised. George probably thought it was indigestion but Sharon knew. It didn't change when she moved her toes and wiggled them on his lap. His face was uncomfortable but his bulge told her his true feelings. Sharon was having fun.

She stopped for a minute and shifted in her seat, leaning the other way just as George was staring at her. She made sure to lean and shift and twist in such a way that her skirt rose too much. It was shame that she accidentally exposed her stocking tops not that anyone could see unless they were sitting in George's chair. She didn't know but she would have bet George was hard too. For a brief moment, Sharon had very dirty fantasies about doing all sorts of things with two men at one time. On the table. But she tried her best to look innocent.

The night continued like that until it was time to leave. George wanted her to join him at the bar at his hotel but was very disappointed to learn she was staying somewhere else and in the same place as Harold. It was only a five minute cab ride but George didn't wait, he whispered "Sharon what were you doing back there?"

Sharon was still having fun. "Harold do you mean when I was putting my foot in your lap?" She liked that Harold was afraid the cab driver would hear and looked uncomfortable. "Harold, didn't you like it when you felt my foot rubbing up against your cock? I'm sure your friend didn't notice." She was enjoying making him nervous and enjoyed the look on the cab driver's face in the mirror.

As Harold got out and paid, she went into the hotel and went to the elevators. Harold rushed to catch up just as she made it in the elevator. She asked him to push 14 and he said "Oh, I'm on 14 too." She squeezed his arm and whispered "how convenient."

As they walked down the hall, she said "Oh, you're in 1403? I'm in 1401 you should see the view." Harold followed her like he was hypnotized. She walked through the door ahead of him and started unbuttoning her blouse without looking back, dropping it behind her. Then she stopped, unzipped her skirt, let it fall and stepped out of it. She walked a few more steps and stopped in front of the big window.

She turned toward him, softly lit by the lights of the city behind her, standing in her heels and stockings, a garter belt and a bra. Gently swaying on her heels, she smiled and said "it is a nice view isn't it?"

Harold could hardly talk. He had been excited in the restaurant and this was like something in a dream. He just stared at her and watched her slowly move. He watched her hands caress her body. He enjoyed watching her slide a hand into her panties and move it around before pulling it back and slowly licking her finger before reaching out and asking him to come closer.


Sharon's Climb to the Top



Her bottom was against the window and she pulled him close, kissing his nose and almost kissing his lip and chin while her hands unbelted him and opened his pants and pulled them down. "Harold, darling, please put your cock inside me now."

Harold didn't need to be encouraged. He didn't say anything but it was because he was amazed by the raw sexual energy of this woman. It was amazing to him. She was unlike any person he ever met and it made him insane with lust. When she lowered his pants his cock popped out already hard. She grabbed it with her hand while looking at him. She smiled and pulled her panties just to the side with one hand and slipped him inside her with another. As he entered her she looked into his eyes and moaned out loud. "Oh, Harold your cock feels wonderful in me."

Harold looked shocked when she said cock but she knew he got off on her dirty talking. She herself was feeling very horny today and kept her fingers working her own clit as their bodies pushed together. She didn't want to rely on his thrusting because she didn't know how long it would last. Her fingers did the trick and she was soon feeling her own orgasm getting close. Fucking her boss with an open window to the city behind her even though they were too high up for peeping toms was still exciting for her. 

"Oh Harold, fuck me fuck me Harold. Oh yes." Then as she knew he was close and her own orgasm was starting she put him over the top saying "yes, spray your cum inside my pussy Harold."

Harold grunted and shook and came inside her. She held tight onto him as her own orgasm shook her. Harold wasn't bad and he wasn't small. In fact he was pretty good but it wasn't just Harold. The situation and the hotel room and open curtains drove her crazy too.

She kept him inside her and walked them both to the bed where she pushed him down and lay on top of him. He was tired but happy. After a little while she told him he ought to call his wife and probably from his own room so she didn't get suspicious. He'd forgotten and got dressed quickly but she promised to wake him for breakfast and told him to unlock the connecting door as soon as he got into his room. She stood at hers and said "I assume since we're next door, these connect us."

When he left she opened hers all the way and listened until she heard him unlock his. Then she stayed and listened to his phone call to his wife. It reminded her to call her husband. He answered and she just said it was a long flight with too many meetings and she was tired and going to bed. He didn't say much and she didn't give a chance to say much but she made the call, hung up and went to bed.

The next morning she got up and walked to the connecting door and opened it wide. She stared at her boss dressed in panties and a silk nightshirt. It wasn't revealing but it was short and she just leaned against her door looking at him. He woke up when the door squeaked open. She just stared at him when he asked what she was doing. She was hugging the door from her side with one leg hidden behind and one out on his side where he had a full view. While he watched her she started to pinch her nipple through the nightshirt. Then she gathered some nightshirt material so it was tight against her and smooth across her breast except for the nipple poking out. She caressed the bump while she slid her body slowly to the floor and then stood back up without losing contact between her body and the door. The corner of the door was positioned just right and she lifted her nightshirt to make sure.

She lifted and looked down noticing the door edge making a wedge that slid along the panties and pushed them in. She smiled and looked up at Harold. Then she started humping the door a little faster. She also licked the side of the door as it became her lover. As her hips moved faster and faster, she felt like she was having an affair with the door with Harold watching. He lay in the bed looking shocked. He also had a hardon sticking up and making a tent of the sheet. 

She paused and lifted the shirt over her head and threw it in her room. Then she nodded at him and pointed at the sheet. He pulled the sheet down until his cock came into view. This whole time they had not spoken. She licked her lips and the door. She grabbed the door and tried to pull it inside her as she humped it faster and faster. If a dog had been watching it would have understood what she was doing because it was so animal.

She started moaning out loud and staring at Harold as he stroked himself. She started to shake but couldn't stop. Instead she just moaned and stared at Harold's cock, tongue licking and body twitching against her lover the door.

It was seconds before Harold exploded too. That was her cue and she stood up, separated from the door and went off to take a shower.

Harold didn't see her again until he met her in the lobby and she was all professional and dressed conservatively. For most of the day she was businesslike. They had a series of meetings at corporate even though it was Saturday. George was in a few of the meetings and kept trying to talk to her during breaks. She spent most of her breaks on the phone or supporting Harold in whatever he needed.

Dinner that night was at a different nearby hotel and included about 40 people in the company. Everyone went straight from the company after a long day. Harold was trying to not look like they were together in the way they were so Sharon suggested they sit separately. She also managed to work it so that Harold sat next to his boss. After she found her own seat, she made a point of going up to Harold to make sure he didn't need anything. She leaned over next to him and his boss to ask "do you have everything you need sir?" It made her look like helpful support staff and since she had quietly undone a few buttons it also let her subtly show off her cleavage to the corporate boss.

When she went back, she buttoned back up and found herself next to George on one side (she should have known he'd make sure of that) and some person from accounting, a nice woman a little younger than her. She tried to ignore George as much as possible and talk to the woman on her left. They had a nice talk about Sharon's shoes (a subject she cared a lot about). George once tried to put his hand on her knee but she stopped him cold and gave him a frosty look.

When the woman she was talking to turned away to talk to someone else Sharon was forced to talk to George. She found out that he was laving the company in a week and had taken a better job with a rival company but no one was supposed to know. He also kept trying to slide his hand onto her knee and complained when she kept stopping him. She knew George was climbing up the ladder even if it was with another company so she wanted to be polite. "George, you should know how important it is to be careful. I just can't have everyone talking, how would it look?" Then she lowered her voice and said "if I slid under the table and gave you a blowjob right here don't you think it would cause talk and maybe get me fired? What would Harold think?"

George saw her logic and was very surprised at her words even though she whispered them. Sharon could see into his lap and tell just how her words affected him. The only thing he said though was "Harold wouldn't understand sexual adventure if stumbled into an orgy." She laughed politely and pretended they were having a great time.

At the end of the dinner she decided to have some fun and when she turned to talk to someone else she placed a hand in George's lap and massaged his cock through his pants without anyone seeing and without George being able to move. Then she let go and stood up and whispered "don't tell anyone anything." And off she went to see Harold with George stunned.

She made a point of undoing her buttons again before seeing Harold. She squatted down on the floor between his chair and his boss's and said "excuse me sir, this is the last event on the schedule so I can ask the hotel to order you a cab to take you back to your hotel whenever you're ready."

Harold didn't know what to say but she was counting on the big boss. The boss stopped her and grabbed her tightly by the arm and said "hold on young lady, Harold doesn't want to go anywhere. I'm going to invite him for a quiet drink with a small group. In fact, since you're from out of town too I better ask you to join us." The boss was looking down at her although his eyes didn't meet hers, they were aimed lower.

She looked up and said, "yes, sir. Of course, sir. That's very nice of you." She knew Harold would definitely want to stay and not miss a chance to suck up. 

They all arranged to meet at a private bar on the 20th floor. When Sharon walked back to deposit her things with the concierge, George asked her for a drink. She told him she couldn't because the big boss had invited her boss for a drink and he was making her come along. George handed her a card with his personal cell phone and said "let's stay in touch."

She looked thoughtfully at George and smiled and kissed him on the cheek. 

Once she got upstairs, she found four men just getting ready to take their seats. She was the only woman as they went to their table off in a corner by itself. Ten minutes later, the boss's wife came in too which made her feel a little better. Harold sat next to the boss who then pointed to his other side for her to sit. There were empty spots next to her and on the other side of Harold sat the boss's wife and two older men who both looked bored.

He didn't introduce the other men but he did introduce his wife to both Harold and Sharon. The boss's wife was polite to Sharon but seemed to regard her as the help and focused on Harold. So the boss turned to Sharon and asked if she was new and how she liked the company. It was small talk and a little bit about business and the things Harold presented on but he didn't seem actually interested. 

He leaned over and was listening to Sharon, asking questions every few minutes to make her talk. His eyes spent most of the time staring at her cleavage and his hand was placed on her leg just above the knee. She didn't mind. This man was even higher up than Harold and probably would decide who replaced Harold when he retired and got pushed out. Without thinking much about it, she undid another button the next time he turned his head.

She also shifted in her seat a few times to make sure her skirt got pushed up. She also opened her legs wider. Harold's boss didn't react at all but the hand which seemed independent of its owner spread its fingers and pushed up her leg, fingers pushed down and caressing the inner thigh sliding up the leg until the pinky found the skin above her stocking tops

Harold and the boss's wife started talking to them and the boss had to respond. While he talked, his hand slid higher and his fingers started caressing the front of her panties. No one noticed but Sharon was very turned on at that moment. It all ended quickly though. The boss's wife announced it was time to go and everyone started standing up. Sharon stood last and only after the boss moved. The whole group broke up and everyone was saying goodbye. The boss ended with "perhaps we can talk some more on my next field visit."

Harold hadn't noticed and kept talking in the cab all the way back to the hotel about what a great evening it was and what an opportunity. Sharon knew it was an opportunity and she would figure out a way to take advantage in the future. For now, she reminded her boss, as soon as they got back to the hotel, to make sure he called his wife. He went into his room and sat on the edge of his bed and called her.

She went to her room but immediately went to the door connecting the two rooms. She opened them but didn't go further than the doorway. He waved her away as he was on the phone but she wasn't coming in anyway. Sharon stood and started to slowly remove her clothes one piece at a time. At first, she just removed items. Her blouse came off, She wiggled out of her skirt, She kicked off her shoes. Then she started touching herself, half undressing and half masturbating. She stood there staring at him and lewdly removed her breasts from her bra cups. She didn't take the bra off, just pulled her breasts out and let them rudely dangle over the edge.

Harold was obviously distracted and she loved it. She bounced back and forth so her breasts would bounce and jiggle. Then she slipped a hand inside her panties and leaned against the doorway masturbating. She loved being watched by him. It was like she was on display. She slowed down a little to lick her fingers and stop herself from getting to close.

Finally, he hung up the phone and came closer with an obvious bulge in his pants. She whispered huskily "take off your pants and show me your cock." Her language drove Harold wild with excitement.

He quickly removed his pants and brought his cock into view and stood there holding it in his hand. She smiled lustily and pushed her panties to her knees. "Put your cock inside me Harold. I need you."

She knew Harold wouldn't last long at all but she was close herself so she didn't care. They stood there and fucked in the doorway between two rooms. She held him close and bit his ear gently while gyrating against him. Son her climax overtook her and while she was in the middle of her orgasm noticed him emptying himself inside her. She held tightly until she was able to relax and look at him.

They stayed like that for a few minutes and then went to bed, each to their own side. 

In the morning there was time to get to the plane but not for a lot more. And the next day at work it was like nothing had happened. They tried to stay calm although Harold was very full of lust for her. She wanted to tease him some more although by this point he was completely hers. 

A funny thing happened though. The woman Olivia that Sharon had beaten out for the job unfairly was in her office when Harold came in. Harold had trouble being subtle and just stared at Sharon's cleavage. When he left, Olivia looked very concerned and asked Sharon if she noticed that Harold had been eyeing her inappropriately. Sharon tried not to laugh and pretended she didn't notice but Olivia seemed up in arms and told Sharon she'd back her because she "believed in treating people like they treated her." Sharon thanked her but smiled to herself because Olivia had no idea how Sharon treated her.

When Olivia left, Sharon called Harold. "You know if you leave for lunch, my office is right on the way out. Come in quickly and lock the door behind you and no one will know."

Harold came in quickly acting like the boss though, saying "Sharon I wanted to talk to you about this weekend earlier but you weren't alone. It was amazing. I can't believe everything that has happened. Oh my, what are you doing? OH!"

Sharon whispered "I saw you staring at my big beautiful tits, sir. Do you think I am a whore for your pleasure, sir?" At this point their boss was stammering, not yet realizing it was a game. 

"Hush, sir. Let me lift my titties out of their bra so you can see them. Is this what you want? Your assistants parading around in front of you with their big titties hanging out of their bras? You want to take your cock out and fuck your titties? I am yours to fuck, sir, and your cock anywhere is my pleasure."

Harold couldn't talk so Sharon said "Oh sir this must be why you wanted me to have a couch so you can squat on me and plow my titties. Please sir, use me for your pleasure. Oh you look so close sir, please squirt your cock all over my titties. Ohhhh, yes."

She took control and Harold was overwhelmed. He came as quickly as he ever had and felt bad. Sharon said "don't apologize honey. I was trying to get you off extra fast. That's what I wanted. Did you like my little game? What I really want is to fuck you at the office. I want you to take me right on my desk. I've always wanted that but we must wait until one night after everyone's gone I think. Otherwise it's too risky."

It's what Harold wanted to he figured out and in a few nights they had their chance. The boss called a meeting and social hour at a restaurant nearby. They didn't sit next to each other and hadn't been alone for a few days. But after the dinner broke up, both Sharon and Harold took separate cars back to the office building. No one was around and it was dark.

Sharon led him into her office and danced for him, she slowly took all of Harold's clothes off him until he was naked. They drank champagne the whole time and fully dressed Sharon got on her knees and sucked on Harold loudly but slowly. She wanted him to last a bit longer. She shoved everything from her desk onto the floor and put the champagne and Harold both on it then disappeared for a few seconds.

When she came back she was dressed like a whorish French maid. She fake seduced Harold in a terrible French accent. "Oh la la, ma Cherie. Look at le cock bouncing in ze wind as you americans say. Madame Fifi wants to go on a ride, ooh la la."

It was a little stupid but they were both horny and She climbed up on Harold and rode his cock. They were going at it furiously when Sharon noticed someone standing in the doorway watching them. She didn't think about who it was or how long she'd been there, she just realized how much it tuned her on and she kept fucking, bouncing up and down on Harold who was either about to have an orgasm or a heart attack not that Sharon cared which one at this point.

After a few minutes Harold noticed her too and stopped thrusting in horror. He started stuttering and Sharon came back to reality and realized who it was. She stopped too but didn't climb off Harold. She just stayed there on her knees with Harold still inside her and her breasts hanging out of a sleazy French maid costume.

Then Harold's wife spoke: "Hello Harold. I guess your meeting really did go late. I'm curious though, is Fifi Faketits here your whore or is she bidding on the cleaning contract?" Sharon wasn't embarrassed or angry though. She was surprised to realize that it sort of turned her on to be called Fifi Faketits and to be caught fucking this woman's husband. It was a fun fantasy that gave her little shivers insider herself.

She couldn't think of anything to say and Harold was just lost. But it didn't matter. Harold's wife wasn't angry, she was calm. Harold may not have known it but it was over.

Then her own husband Tom came into the room. Now her feelings were more mixed. She was a little embarrassed and it was a catastrophe but still she was sexually excited and made no effort to climb off Harold. Tom talked and almost seemed amused. He told her not to get up and handing her some paperwork. She realized he was serving her for divorce and she didn't blame him. Tom laughed and took Harold's wife's arm and they left together.

Sharon had one last thing to do. She gyrated on a shocked and softening Harold until she had an orgasm. Then she stood up, climbed down, apologized to Harold and packed a few things in a box. She was pretty sure she wouldn't be allowed back to the office. 

In a few short weeks, she lost her job, Harold lost his, they were both bought out rather than fired in an attempt to cover things up. Harold was retired but his wife was likely to take most of that in the settlement. Her own settlement was faster and seemed to have been prepared for a while. She contested nothing and even came by the house, now just Tom's, after court to pick up a few things and say good bye.

As she was leaving, a woman who was apparently Tom's new girlfriend came by, grabbed him and said "now we can be together." Sharon was a little surprised when the woman turned out to be Olivia, the one she had screwed out of her job. Olivia smiled and said "I haven't seen you since you and Harold left the office together."




Sharon's Climb to the Top



Sharon didn't speak, just stared as Olivia kicked off her shoes, started up the stairs slowly and was busily removing her clothing one piece at a time. She told Tom to lock the door because she wanted him in the big bed right now. Sharon stared, a little shocked and a tiny bit turned on. As Tom pushed her out the door, she saw Olivia, now down to her underwear wink at her.

She was very thoughtful as she walked down the steps to her car. She almost forgot to answer the phone but remembered it just in time and got into her car saying, "I'm so glad you called."