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Naughty Lingerie Show

By: Libertine



I had been working for more than 25 years for a big Swedish company. I have since long been an executive VP and member of the board and thus earned the right to an early retirement.

Now at the age of sixty the time had come. The policy of our company says that a senior officer shall debrief all personnel who leave. In my case Ylva, senior VP and head of Human Resource, was appointed. A date and time had been set up a few days before my last working day. Her secretary had also phoned and said that there was going to be an informal office party to my honor afterwards.

The meeting took place in the HQ's suite of meeting rooms. We had a small pleasant room with comfortable chairs.

We met at four o'clock. Ylva had ordered a bottle of fine burgundy and some exquisite dark chocolate. She served the wine; we tasted and approved it. We started the debriefing.

I had known Ylva for many years. She was about ten years my junior and had been appointed to her present position five years earlier. But she had been with the company much longer. We had always got along well and I had had good reasons to compliment her several times for excellent work. 

She was good looking with a nice figure, which she kept in shape. She worked out regularly, she jogged and was careful with her food. She was proud of being in good shape and secretly she was especially proud of her great breasts. I had seen her a few times in swimwear, both bikinis and elastic suits. Her breasts were full and round but firm and kept themselves up with just a natural sag. Of course time had taken its toll but her breasts were still remarkable.

She always dressed to make the best of her boobs but always with good taste and without being too obvious. But I was aware of that she knew how to use her charms when dealing with males. 

Not only had I complimented Ylva for her work. Now and then I also gave her compliments for her looks, new hairstyle and so on. She seemed to appreciate it. At a few occasions I had also complimented her for her great breasts. It had been at dinner parties when we all were dressed up and had had a drink or three. She had worn low cut dresses that really showed off her ample bosom. I was careful though not to offend her. But she had liked it. She had blushed and said thank you. Every time during these evenings when we bumped into each other she smiled and made her breasts bounce.

Today she wore a nice suit costume in thin Thai silk. The jacket was loose-fitting with several buttons. A few at the top were undone and she showed a deep interesting cleavage. 

We went on leisurely with the debriefing with much side talks about old memories. We enjoyed the wine and the chocolate. After an hour she excused herself to go to the bathroom. But it was no problem to continue when she came back.

She started to talk about an incident a couple of years ago. She got agitated and leaned forward in her chair to stress her point. I got aware of that I could see down her jacket where her great breasts were on display. More buttons had come undone. Suddenly I realized that her deep cleavage was gone and instead her breasts bounced freely.

She saw that I had difficulties to keep me eyes on her face. They wandered down her suit all the time. She kept talking but a faint, sly smile spread over her face. Her eyes shone.

When she finished her story she sat straight up again. She sipped her wine and so did I. We had by now nearly emptied the bottle.

I started to tell her a story. She listened intently to me. Now and then she smoothed out her dress and fiddled with the hidden buttons. We were in fact since long through with the formal debriefing and now only enjoyed sitting together talking.

When she answered she again leaned forward. Her jacket opened up again, even more than before. I couldn't stop my eyes from dropping and to stare down her jacket at her lovely breasts. I heard a throaty laugh and looked up. I must have looked very guilty indeed.

"You like them, don't you?" She stated and laughed again. "I know you always have. Well, take a good look. It's a once in a lifetime offer and only because you are retiring." She teased me.

I just sat there for a while staring at this lovely scene.

"Your breasts are very beautiful," I said "Yes, you are right, I have always admired them. You look so nice. They fit you so well. You must be proud of them."

She blushed slightly then wriggled her shoulders to make the breasts bounce. It was lovely.

"Yes, I must admit that I am proud of my breasts. It's not many women my age and with breasts this size that can go braless and still catch men's attention. I have even gone braless at the office now and then. Have you noticed?"

"Well, yes of course I have. Last week you had that red blouse. Your breasts swung so nicely. And your nipples showed. A couple of weeks ago you had a blue dress with a very deep and interesting cleavage. And there have been other occasions when I have noticed and admired. I guess you like to catch men's attention." 

"Well, I must say, you are most observant. And yes, I like to tease men. But that blue dress has built-in support. Without that not even I can show such a cleavage," she giggled. 

"I also remember that party about a year ago. You were wearing a deep red strapless dress that was cut deep in the back. Your whole upper body was nearly naked. You looked so wonderful and I kept wondering all evening how the dress stayed in place," I said adding to this line of talk.

"Oh yes," Ylva sighed of pleasure at the memory. "You should know that it took all my guts to wear that dress. But when I saw it in the shop I just knew that I had to dare wearing it. And you gave me such lovely compliments that evening. A bit rude perhaps but I knew that it came from your heart or maybe from some other place," she giggled. "I knew that you weren't half as drunk as you pretended to be. It made me feels so womanly, so sexy, just what I had longed for with that dress. I flew high the entire evening. I just loved the stares of the men." 

Slowly she opened her jacket that suddenly wasn't buttoned at all. Her dark brown nipples were erect.

Ylva sat quiet letting me admire her breasts.

"I wouldn't scream if you touched them," she suddenly said very softly.

I looked up at her. Had she really said what I heard or was it only in my imagination. But her eyes told me that it was true and she smiled at me.

I reached out and cupped her breasts. I fondled them and felt their heaviness in my hands. I could not control myself. I leaned forward and kissed the round swell of her breast. I kissed a nipple and took it in my mouth and felt it harden. I kissed the other breast and nipple. 

Ylva grabbed my neck and pulled my nose down into her cleavage. She pushed her breasts together from the sides. I was allowed to kiss and feel her breast all over my face.

"I have wondered," she murmured. "I have been so curious. I have felt it when we have danced but I wasn't sure." I felt her hand brush over my crotch.

I looked up at her. A smile spread over her face. Her hand was back at my crotch outlining my stiff cock.

"Yes, I thought so. Yes, a nice big fat cock," she murmured for herself. Her hand had gripped my cock through my pants and jacked lightly. 

I cupped her breasts and kissed them. It was lovely to feel her warm, soft, heavy and yet firm breasts. 

"My, my, I think we have had enough," I heard Ylva say. "I think we have better stop now. The office party is about to begin."

She lifted my head off her breasts and I looked into her smiling eyes. I was still allowed to touch her though. But then she gently pushed me away. She rose to leave and gave me a peck on the cheek.

The office party was fun. A lot of people wanted to say good-bye and wish me luck. Or they wanted free drinks and snacks. Anyhow, I had a good time. Many women hugged me with full body contact. Their breasts were pressed to my chest. That felt good.

Towards the end of the party I felt that something was put in my jacket pocket. It was a folded note. On the outside it said: "Read in private."

I went to the bathroom and read. It said: "Sneak into the attic meeting room when the party breaks up. A few of us want to take farewell more intimate and in private."

Of course I wondered what was up. I knew a few persons who liked to arrange surprise parties. Was this party to continue somewhere else? And who was behind it. Well, I would find out soon enough. After another half an hour the party died and I did as I was asked.

The meeting room in the attic was built under the clock tower and was roomy with a high ceiling. It was very comfortable. There was no conference table, just easy chairs in groups. It was more meant for relaxed discussions than formal meetings. It had an expensive hi-fi system and a small kitchen behind a wall. 

Someone had been there and made preparations. An easy chair stood alone. Several candles were lit in the corners. On a table I found bottles of chilled champagne in buckets and an envelope addressed to me. 

"We are a group of women who have put together a show that we perform at parties. You know all of us more or less. We want to perform for you as our farewell gift. For reasons that you will understand we have to hide our identities. We cannot even talk. Take the seat, enjoy the wine and shortly our lingerie show will begin." 

I was breathless. What was this? Was it a joke? If it was for real I was up for an experience. Well, I could only wait and see.

I opened a bottle and sat down sipping the champagne. I tried but couldn't figure out who the women might be. The letter indicated that the show was somehow daring and the thought made my cock to twitch in anticipation. It had been on alert all afternoon first with Ylva and then from all the women that had hugged me.

I had waited for nearly half an hour when there was a tap on the door and it opened slightly. An arm came in and with a remote control put out the light. The candles gave the room a soft light. The arm operated the remote again and the stereo started to play music.

The door opened in full. Outside it was dark. Shadows floated into the room and lined up in the middle. The door closed behind them.

There were five in all. They were swept in mid-thigh length Spanish cloaks in different, deep colors. Caps covered the heads and hairs and veils the faces. Only the eyes were free like on Arabic women. A tail was attached to the caps. 

Suddenly a number of spotlights were lit giving pools of light spots. The music changed into a very rhythmic tune.

The shadows started to move to the music. The thin material allowed the cloaks to float out very easily. The cloaks were only buttoned at the neck. When the shadows whirled around the cloaks floated out and revealed that the shadows indeed were women. Under the cloaks they had nothing but a rich variety of erotic lingerie and high heels and stay-ups.

A light brown or beige cloak danced slowly in front of me in a pool of light and held her cloak open with outstretched arms. Her skin was pale, nearly white. Her black lingerie set was a simple, low cut bra where the nipples were above the rim. The panties were thong type with the hem high up on her hips. She must have had a Brazilian waxing because no pussy hair was visible at the sides. She also had a garter strap around her left leg in soft nappa leather. The tail was in the same material.

She turned around and wriggled her ass. Her cheeks bounced nicely. She moved around my chair and let the cloak cover my head for a brief moment. The material was silk and felt soft and cool.

A white cloak danced forward. Her skin was creamy white. She had small breasts and needed no bra but had a bandana. She had small black panties and a garter belt of white fox fur. The tail on her cap was also the tail from a white fox. She was slender, almost skinny. She turned to dance away and showed a nicely framed ass that was taut and firm. 

The red cloak came up. When her cloak opened I began to understand the colors. Her skin was pale with freckles. She must be a redhead. Her lingerie was red lace and see through but with modest cutting. She was well built and not skinny at all. On the contrary, she had a full figure without being fat. Her ass cheeks moved very nicely when she turned. Of course she had a tail and a garter strap from the red fox 

The brown cloak danced before me. The tail was a full skin of brown mink. Her lingerie was green. Her skin was yellowish and looked soft. A mesh bra let her full breasts bounce around. Her stiff brown nipples poked out through holes in the bra. She too had a very nice full ass that moved on its own.

Finally the black cloak with a tail of the blue fox. Her skin was olive. Her full figure was hour glass-shaped with wide hips, narrow waist and full bosom. She looked fantastic in a leather harness outfit that took well care of and emphasized her full breasts. 

The five women lined up again. On a silent command they all pushed the cloaks away and let them hung on their backs. They moved freely around and helped themselves to champagne. 

I became suddenly aware of that they indeed were women and not girls. Mature women in fact. I would say that they were in the range between 30 and 40 and very well kept and exercised. They looked marvelous and all had chosen lingerie to match their bodies.

A sudden tap on the door made us all stir. But the women relaxed when the door opened and two more women entered, dressed like the rest. Well, made an entrance better describes how they did it. One by one they took a few steps inside, swirled around and stopped in a pose with the cloaks wide open on outstretched arms. One cloak shimmering gray and the other black with silvery streaks. One tail of Persian lamb and one of a skin of black mink with white streaks. One in modest but exquisite cut lingerie in silver. One in daringly cut black lingerie that showed big breasts at its best and a thong that emphasized a protruding mons veneris. 

The two newly arrived women were definitely older than the rest. It was also obvious that they were the leaders. The body language of the rest was very clear.

The women relaxed and lingered around sipping, well no, drinking champagne. I was handed a glass and frequently offered refills. Bottles emptied rapidly and the women giggled more and more. But not a word was said. They carefully kept the cloaks out of the way to show off to me when they moved around. I sat in my chair and watched the lovely sight.

Someone took care of the stereo and new tunes came on. They again danced to the music and the cloaks swayed around them. Sometimes they were spread all over the room, at other times they were together in a tight group.

As on command they lined up again, cloaks closed. The music changed to a pleasant ballad type tune.

On a silent command they started dancing again. The coats floated out and they pushed them back over the shoulders. All the bras were gone and a rich variety of breasts swayed around me. They circled around my chair shifting positions. Now and then one of them stopped in front of me and let her breasts bounce. They cupped the breasts and pinched the stiff nipples until they stood out.

The tune ended and they lined up. They all looked at me expecting something. I got to my senses and applauded and cheered. They bowed and made deep curtseys like artists in a theatre.

They spread and moved around again. I kept on cheering and clapping my hands until they lined up again bowing and curtsying. 

I stopped cheering and tried to compliment them in words. But the veils made it hard to understand how they reacted.

Suddenly I saw the white fur approach the black mink and talked to her eagerly for a little while. The mink then gathered the rest around them in a tight circle. The white fur spoke in a low voice but I couldn't hear what she said. She argued determined for a while until one by one the women seemed to agree. The red fox went to the stereo and selected a new tune.

The women moved around freely again drinking more champagne. My glass was filled by the blue fox.

When the tune changed they lined up. The new tune was slow and seductive. They danced graciously around spreading out and gathering in groups.

Suddenly the light brown cloak danced in front of me. She raised her arms to hold the cloak open and revealed that she had taken also her panties off. With the cloak open she danced forward and stopped only when she was as close as she could come. My face was at her pussy level. Her pubic mons was completely bald and her pussy lips slightly open and glistening from wetness.

She dropped her arms and closed her cloak behind my head. I was in darkness and felt the lovely scent from an aroused woman. She sank down and let her breasts touch my face. Then she was gone as suddenly as she had come.

The red fox quickly replaced her. She let her cloak be a little open behind my head letting in some light. I clearly saw her rich pussy bush. It was dark red. She was well built, and her ample breasts swung above me. She sank down and pushed her breasts into my face. Suddenly a taut nipple was in my mouth for me to suck on. If it was on purpose I don't know but she had no objections when I started to suck. 

Something flashed through my mind. I knew this woman. I saw for my inner eye a full-bodied woman with big flaming red hair. She always got my attention when we met.

"Thank you, Margareta," I said under her cloak when she at last withdrew her breasts. "You are marvelous. I have always admired you."

She froze for a moment and then laughed throatily. She bent down and whispered:

"Oh, you are not supposed to know who we are. But thank you for the compliments. I appreciate it. That's why I am doing this, to show off."

She left me and joined the others, dancing. But there was new energy and spring in her step. 

I thought that I understood the fur tail code by now. And it was confirmed when the brown mink came close. Her silky pussy bush was very close in color to her mink tail and garter strap. She let my nose brush through her rich bush that was neatly trimmed. She turned around and swept her cloak aside. Suddenly her great ass bounced close in front of me. Her hips gyrated and her ass wriggled. She parted her feet and her crack opened to reveal her pussy. It glistened from wetness and her scent was strong.

On an impulse I lifted my hands to her ass cheeks and fondled them. She swayed away in surprise but then swayed back again and pressed her cheeks into my hands for a short while. I heard her laugh deeply when she withdrew.

I couldn't tell her name but had an idea of who she might be. The suspicion got stronger when I watched her move around. It definitely was something familiar in the way she moved and wriggled her hips.

My thoughts were interrupted by the white fox. It was no doubt that she was a true blonde. Her bush was curly with light thin hair. Her slit showed through the hair. She was slender and her breasts small and perky. Her very long nipples were taut and stood out. She let her nipples brush all over my head and face. She rasped them hard against my stubble. I thought it should hurt but she enjoyed it. She moaned a few times before she withdrew.

I got no clue to who she might be. But the company was big with lots of personnel. 

The women circled around to the music. They seemed to enjoy themselves as much as I enjoyed them. It gave me a breather. 

The group of women tightened dancing close together until the blue fox broke free and turned towards me. She held the cloak open with outstretched arms, let her hips gyrate and wriggled her shoulders. Her whole body vibrated when she performed a very sexy version of belly dance. Her breasts bounced and she pushed her pussy forward in a number of short rapid thrusts.


Naughty Lingerie Show Ch. 02



The following day I went to the flower shop. I could have sent out for flowers but I wanted to pick them myself. I found lovely red roses and got a bunch each for Anne and Ylva. But then I added four big dark red roses in Ylva's bunch. I found a Polyanthus rose with many small flowers on and put one of them in Anne's bunch. I had them sent to the ladies offices.

At lunch time they both burst into my office. 

"You naughty man. To give us roses like that. Well, they were very nice but a real gentleman wouldn't give us away like that," Anne said gravely and they both looked sternly at me hovering over my desk.

But then Ylva broke up into a big smile and soon they both were laughing happily. They hugged me and thanked for the flowers. Ylva pulled my nose into her generous cleavage when she hugged me. We ended up having a very pleasant lunch together.

In the afternoon I came by Margareta in a corridor. She had joined our company as a trainee. At first she was ordinary good looking but had over the years developed her own style and took full advantage of her red hair. She now was a ravishing redhead with ample boobs to go with it. She didn´t hesitate to use her beauty in discussions to get her male opponents off balance. I had seen many times how she leaned forward in heated discussions showing a deep cleavage. 

She had already from the beginning done excellently in her different postings during her trainee years and quickly got promoted. She had been appointed head of accounts at the age of 34 which was rather young in our company. I was sure that she was going to be our next CFO when that post got vacant in a couple of years. 

She smiled as usual when we met and then lowered her eyes.

"Thank you for the show last night," I said. "It was a stunning performance. You are very beautiful, ravishing beautiful."

She looked up and smiled, still blushing.

"Well, I am happy that you recognized me. I was afraid you would, but at the same time also wanted it. You have been so kind and helpful over the years. Yes, I wanted you to recognize me, to know that it was me who was grateful to you. I wanted to thank you for all your help. Glad you liked it." She said blushing deeply.

The following day I chaired a steering committee in a big IT-project. Half way through the meeting I suddenly noticed that Karin, the project manager, was fiddling with a small piece of white fur pinned to her lapel. She met my eyes, nodded slightly and blushed. A little later I saw that Britt, the project manager in an adjoining project, had a small piece of black fur hanging on a necklace. She saw my stare and stroked along the fur meeting my eyes at the same time. She smiled broadly but didn´t blush at all. I had a hard time to regain my composure. Memories of these two lovely women flashed for my inner eye. The slender, true blond Karin with pussy hair that let her pussy slit show and small breasts with long taut nipples. Britt, curvy with silky, pitch black pussy hair belly dancing before me. It was hard to concentrate on the meeting.

Afterwards I quietly asked the two women to come into my office. They readily agreed. Now I remembered not only having saved their asses, lovely asses as I now knew, in a project some years ago but also had boosted their careers by asking for them as project managers now and then.

"I really want to thank you for a most enjoyable show last night," I said when the door was closed behind us. "Now when you have revealed that you wanted to be recognized," I added. "You certainly look stunning both of you, different colors and all."

They both blushed but smiled at the same time and looked pleased.

"Oh, you have been so kind to us over the years," Britt said. "Karin and I have talked about it now and then. We wanted to thank you but at first we didn't know how to do it properly. But then I got the idea and suggested to Ylva that we should give you a private version of our show. And it turned out that several in our group wanted the same thing. So thank you and good luck in the future." 

"It was I who thought that the ordinary show wasn´t enough to show you our affection and how grateful we are. I think you noticed when I suggested an extension of our ordinary show. I had to argue at first but then they all were happy to agree. It was real fun to be so naughty," Karin said a bit breathlessly.

"But you got my support immediately," Britt said eagerly. "I agree with you Karin. It was very fun but also a tremendous turn on to perform being totally nude."

"I really appreciated the show. As I said you have gorgeous bodies and danced so excellently. I can´t thank you enough." 

Karin came forward with a prod smile on her face. She gave me a full body hug pressing herself hard at me lengthily. Britt more or less had to push her aside when she wanted to do the same. 

Smilingly they left, beaming of pride.

The following day my secretary showed Eva into my office. She was in PR and wanted to show me the press release about my retirement. After we had gone through the text and chosen a photograph she hesitated.

"You don't recognize me, do you?" She asked innocently.

"Of course I know you. You are Eva and have been doing a great job in PR for a couple of years and before that you were in Marketing," I said a bit puzzled.

"Oh, thank you. You have supported me so much over the years. I am very grateful for that. But I meant that you didn't recognize me from the show the other night," she said blushing, looking straight into my eyes. She suddenly fiddled with a small piece of nappa leather.

"Oh my goodness, it was a marvelous show. You looked great, really great," I said getting the clue. "I haven't seen a shav- ... I mean I haven't seen a woman with your looks since my wife left me years ago. You were adorable," I stammered suddenly afraid that I had gone too far.

"You mean that you liked my shaved pussy," she said, smiling sweetly. "Well, the other women have such great pussy bushes so I thought I had to do something different to stand out and be remembered. And you know what? It makes me feel so inflamingly naked, nothing shields my pussy. It feels like the men's stares goes directly into my cunt. And the skin on my mound gets so sensitive. Like when you kissed me there. I could feel it in the depths of my femininity." She got quiet, lost in her feelings.

"Well," she resumed. "I didn't want you to remember just a shaved pussy in the show. I wanted you to know that it was my shaved pussy and that you should remember me. Thank you for everything," she said and rose to leave.

I was flabbergasted. Such frankness. But the women in the business career were nowadays very outspoken and certainly not shy. They know what they want.

I rose to say good bye to her and she willingly came into my arms. She was rather short and she looked up smilingly when we hugged.

I was working after hours that evening going through papers and emptying my drawers. There was a soft knock on the door to the outer room before it opened and closed. My door was open and I saw Caroline from HR come into the office. She spotted me and smiled.

"Hi, I hoped that you would still be around. Retirees normally are on their last evenings. Hard to abandon ship, I guess. Well, here are some papers about your pension. I just got them ready for you to sign. It can of course wait until tomorrow but it would be helpful if you could do it tonight." She stood in the door waiting for my answer.

"Hi Caroline. Come on in. Nice to get some company. Yes, I guess it's hard to get away. I'll be happy to take care of the papers right away. And please stay and explain the tricky parts to me."

Caroline was a talkative, easy-going woman and a pillar in HR. I had known her too for many years. 

She came in and handed me a stack of papers to read and sign. She sat down in a chair on the other side of my desk when I started reading. Soon I had to ask her to explain things in the documents and she leaned over the desk. But it got tricky and she came around to be able to read in the papers and point at various paragraphs. She stood leaning over my shoulder. Her fragrance was pleasant and I could feel the warmth from her body.

It took some time to go through all the papers.

"Well then. I think I understand the lot by now. Thank you. Excellent work as always. Where should I sign?"

She brought the documents in order and showed me where to put my signatures giving a short recapitulation of each document. She collected the documents and stood up supporting herself against my desk.

"Well that was the lot," she said. "I am glad that you could sign them to night. I will process them first thing in the morning. I hope that your pension payments will work smoothly. Otherwise just call me."

"Thank you very much," I said. "I will but I am sure that everything will work just fine now when you have done the paperwork yourself. And the pension is good, in fact a little higher than I had expected." 

She kept standing looking at me, a faint smile on her face. I looked back a bit puzzled. "Is there anything more?" I asked

"Oh no. Well . . . maybe one thing. I am disappointed that you don't recognize me. I mean, we have been working together for so long and you have always been so kind and helpful. And you don't recognize me." She looked real sad now.

"I don't understand. Of course I know you. I would recognize you anywhere," I said concerned.

"Well, you didn't the other night," she said pulling up a piece of mink fur from her cleavage. Her face broke up in a big smile.

"Oh my, so you were the brown mink, the woman with the great, sexy body and the silky... well, I mean you were just lovely," I stammered. "And you are mad with me for not recognizing you in the nude with your face veiled? Well, there certainly was something familiar with the brown mink but I couldn't know that it was you, could I?" 

"But you did recognize some of the others, didn't you? Margareta for one," she said giggling. "But not me." She added in a sultry voice moving to stand behind my chair.

"Well, yes. I did recognize Margareta. But there aren´t many striking redheads with voluptuous bodies around so it was easier to guess."

"Oh, so you like her body? Voluptuous you called it. What do you like mine? By the way, what was that silky thing you mentioned?" she said mockingly. "Tell me, I want to know."

"Well, yes. The silky thing was of course the lovely hair that covers your mons. You know, I love women's pussy hair. The richer the better. And you certainly have a sexy body with that full ass and breasts that bounce so nicely. Quite a handful both of them I would say. You certainly have no need to be envious of Margareta. On the contrary. You are just lovely," I said trying to comfort her. But it was not only of politeness. She really was good looking. 

"Oh my god, thank you. I love to hear such things," she said giggling behind my back. "Well, do you think you will recognize me in the future? I think I have better make sure you will, should we meet again dressed or naked." She giggled heavily.

She swung my chair around to face her. She stood before me. Her dress was unbuttoned all the way down but hung closed. She hesitated a little, then took a step back and opened the dress.

I gasped. Underneath she had stay ups but no panties. Had she wriggled out of them standing behind me? Or had she come into my room without them? Her pussy bush was bigger and silkier than I remembered. It was also very fluffy. She couldn´t have had panties on after brushing it to look so lovely I concluded. She must have come into my office panty less.

She stood before me with lowered eyes. Suddenly her dress slid to the floor. The bra was still on but now she put her hands behind her and unsnapped it. It slid down her arms to the floor. She straightened up and stood very erect with her shoulders held back. She started to slowly caress her boobs.

Caroline raised her gaze to look into my eyes. She smiled when she slowly shifted her weight.

"Describe me," she said. "I want you to look closely at me and describe my body. You will remember me better if you do. You may touch me if you need to describe me better," she added shyly and shivered when she took a step forward.

"Oh my god. You are so beautiful. It isn't easy to describe you in words that will do you justice. But I will do my best," I said thinking fast how to do this.

"Let's see. You have brown hair that you keep in a modern fashion. I have noticed that you change style now and then. Curious eyes, high cheekbones, a generous mouth and always a friendly smile. Smooth skin, nice to touch." While I spoke I stroked lightly over her face. 

Caroline looked pleased and relaxed. Her shivering was gone. I put my hands on her shoulders, caressing them and her upper arms.

"Well, then we have strong shoulders and arms. I think that you involve some weight lifting in you work out now and then but not too much. Right?" I asked wanting a small pause and a reaction.

"Yes, in fact I do but not more than once a week. I don't want to look like a body builder," she giggled. I looked for some hesitation but saw none. Instead she moved a little closer. When my hands slid down to her breasts I saw anticipation on her face.

"Ah, yes. Then we have these two great assets. So full and heavy. The real thing, no reconstruction done and with lovely big nipples. And the lovely sway that proves it to be all natural." I caressed her breasts, cupped them and stroked her nipples. Caroline shivered slightly. No need to hesitate.

"Slim waist and nice round belly. Comes from the working out," I went on, my hands sliding down her body. Caroline giggled.

I let my hands slide down along her outer thighs to her knees and then very slowly upwards again. 

"Nicely curved legs and thighs with a lot of muscles. I guess you can do wonders with them," I said, kneading her thighs. I moved my hands further up, the thumb on my left hand on her inner thigh and the fingers of the right hand at the back of her leg. She shivered when my thumb came to the top of the thigh. "And very soft skin," I added and lifted my thumb not to touch her pussy. 

I grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed them.

"A very nice heart shaped ass if I recall it right. And full, firm and very well muscled buttocks, I would say. Lovely to look at when they bounce."

I held her for a while squeezing her ass. Then I pushed her slightly back.

"And now to the finest ornament of the female body," I said solemnly. "The pussy hair. Yours are rich, dark brown, the hairs long and silky, kept tidy without cutting to much. I love it. It covers your mons completely and shields the entrance to the treasure chest."

I pulled her close to me, still with my hands on her buttocks and put my cheek against her pussy bush. She shivered again.

"And so soft and with a lovely scent," I added and kissed her mons squeezing her buttocks harder. "All in all. I see a very good-looking woman with a superb female body. In fact a very sexy woman" I concluded my description. I smacked her ass lightly to break the spell and she jumped back. 

She stood looking at me for a while. A smile slowly spread over her face beginning in her eyes.

"Oh my goodness. I liked that," she said. "No one has ever described me like that. It was a real turn on, even better than dancing in the show. Heart shaped you said?"

She turned around and wriggled her ass before me. 

Suddenly she swung my chair around and stood behind me.

"I have another mission too," she said hesitantly. "The girls chose me to find out something. They thought I would be the best judge having been around quite a lot they said. Well, to tell the truth I did volunteer." She got quiet.

"Oh, well yes. I ... they, well, we want to find out the truth. I mean to find out if the office gossip is true," she stammered and her voice trailed off. "Well, we want to know if your cock is as big as the office gossip says," she resumed, suddenly bold. She got quiet again standing behind me. I got aware of that she had whispered in my ear.

"Please," she said after a while. "Don't let me down on this. I promised the girls that I would find out. And I have shown you mine, haven't I?"

"Oh, well . . . yes, you have, indeed you have. Well, if you really have to, yes. But don't expect too much," I said hesitantly.

"Oh, great. Goodness gracious me how happy it makes me that you agree. I was so afraid you should say no," Caroline said, now back in her normal cheerful chatting mode. "Let´s do it then. May I help you?"

Caroline swung my chair around to have me face her. She leaned over me and before I had time to react she loosened my belt, unbuttoned my pants and pulled the zipper down. Businesslike and expertly she took my tie off and unbuttoned my shirt. She rose and stood straight in front of me.

"Now the time has come to reveal the secret," she declared solemnly. "Oh I am so curious, I have longed for this moment," she added giggling.

She leaned over me again and grabbed my pants. I helped her by lifting my bottom and swiftly she pulled my pants and shorts down.

She took a step back and watched for a while. There was a flicker of disappointment on her face followed by hesitance and uncertainty. It looked like she was thinking hard while she with one hand absentmindedly caressed her mound sifting through her rich pussy bush. Her other hand caressed my limp cock. It began to swell and rise but rather slowly. 

She monitored the progress for some time but not until the cock was semi hard did the hesitant expression on her face fade away. For a while the expression was blank but as the cock kept growing it changed to an astounded and relived look. 

"Oh good lord," she exclaimed. "Oh goodness gracious me."

I understood her reaction, I had experienced it before. My cock is rather small when limp but it grows much more than the average cock. At first sight she had thought that the gossip had grossly exaggerated and had tried hard to find something to say to be polite to me. But her face had given her away, the initial shock was too big. She hadn't believed in such an unusual growth. 

"Oh yes, it´s true then. The rumor I mean. And there is even more than most of us have believed, oh my goodness, yes it´s big." She looked down at me smilingly and her eyes darted to take in my manhood. 

Suddenly she gasped and leaned over. She kissed the tip. She moaned and took the head into her mouth. She had to open her mouth wide but she managed.

She sucked the cockhead only briefly. Then she looked up at me smilingly. She rose and stood before me with her feet slightly spread. Her hand was back caressing her mound. Her smile changed into a concerned look. 

"Now I have a problem that I wonder if you will help me solve." She looked at me inquiringly. "You see I have promised the girls also to take accurate measurements. Will you help me to do that?" She put it very politely and businesslike.

My cock twitched both from the sight of Caroline caressing her pussy and from her words. Caroline noticed it. 

"May I take that for a yes? It will make me most happy," she said grinning.

She didn't wait for an answer. She knelt and took my cock in her hand and looked up at me smilingly.

"I know that I can make it grow some more. And get harder too. Better wait for that before taking the measurement, don´t you agree?" she asked sweetly. She really didn't expect an answer and started to caress my cock. She jacked it slightly and used her mouth skilfully and it responded willingly. As she had promised it grew both in length and girth until her hand no longer could reach around it making the fingers to meet. 

Suddenly she withdrew.

"I think it's as big as it will be, don´t you agree?" Caroline asked deviously. "Time to measure then." 




Naughty Lingerie Show Ch. 02



"All right," I said. "But don´t you need a ruler or something for taking the measure," I asked. She hadn´t brought one as far as I could see.

"Well, if you want me to use a ruler I will," she said. "Otherwise I have other means of measuring, very reliable and accurate I would say." She giggled heavily. 

"Oh, well, you are welcome. What type of measurement do you have in mind," I answered trying to adjust to her way of talking.

Caroline started to measure the length between her thumb and index finger but the opening was too short. She fiddled for a while with different fingers to get a match. She gasped when she got the result. Next she wanted the circumference. She used both hands to get a good measure.

"Oh my my. You are big all right. Very big indeed. And it's so very handsome as well. Oh my goodness, just wait till I have told the girls."

Caroline still knelt in front of me but now sat back on her heels watching me. She smiled broadly looking very pleased.

"Is that really the reliable way to measure you mentioned," I asked her jokingly. "Doesn´t seem very accurate to me. I still think a ruler or a measuring tape is needed."

She sat quiet for a while with an inwardly smile on her face. Then she looked up at me.

"You are right of course, it isn´t," she said calmly. "That was just an explorative measurement to get an estimate. I need it to get the settings for the real meter. It´s an excellent tool I always have handy. As I said, very reliable and accurate. Never fails." She started to giggle. "Are you ready for it?" She asked and suddenly her voice trembled and not only her voice.

Maybe she trembled but she didn´t hesitate. She was very determined when she suddenly moved her feet wide apart and pulled my chair in between her open thighs. She took hold of my cock and directed it towards her pussy entrance. With swift movements she impaled herself on my cock until it was fully inside.

"Oh my god, it fits my meter perfectly," she exclaimed and started to ride me with long up and down strokes. Her excitement grew fast and it didn´t take very long before she cried out and sat down hard on me her body trembling. She sat still until she had calmed down. When she started to raise her body I was expecting another pleasant ride but she tricked me. She rose in full and stood before me with beaming eyes and a very happy expression.

"You are done? Have you got your measurements?" I asked feeling disappointed.

"Oh no, I am not done yet. Not by far. That was just for warming up the meter," she answered giggling heavily. "Now it´s time for the real metering."

She quickly went around my desk and cleared it. I had very few things on the surface so it was easily done. She climbed up on top of it.

"Come, the meter is ready for you," she called softly. "Come and find out how ready it is." The tremble in her voice was back.

I went around the desk and when I came close to her she moved forward on the desk top until her butt was close to the edge. She spread her thighs and planted her feet at the sides. She supported herself with her arms behind her pushing her pelvis forward. Indeed she was ready to receive me.

"What a fine big desk you have. Plenty of room for the measuring task," she giggled. "Come on, enter my meter. Don´t be afraid, it won´t bite."

Well, that was an invitation that couldn´t be misunderstood. I had been about to ask for permission to enter her. You had to be very careful in my position. But she had forestalled me, had probably anticipated my question. 

I moved forward and was welcomed with satisfied cries when my cock slid into her a little at a time. When I was accommodated in full in her warm pussy I stopped and looked at her taking in her lovely body. She raised her upper body and with one hand pulled my head down for a kiss that turned into a deep French kiss with a lot of tongue twisting.

"Lovely," she exclaimed. "But now it´s time to put the meter in action. Please, take full advantage of it, it´s made for heavy duty." She giggled but there was much lust in her voice.

I put my hands on her hips for support and started to fuck her. She made it very easy and met my thrusts eagerly. This time she took her time just enjoying my efforts before she started to climb up the hill. Her pussy was very pleasant changing the grip and pressure around my cock all the time. When she started to breath harder and whimper each time I thrust inwards I understood that she was on her way. I got amazed how easily she made me understand. It was our very first encounter. She was obviously experienced in those matters I thought fleetingly. 

I supported her progress in climbing the hill as best as I could. She stopped climbing for a little while and just enjoyed. When she resumed climbing I understood that she was near. Her body stiffened and spasms rippled through her pussy. With a sudden high pitch cry she went over the top and cum in a crashing orgasm. She fell back on the desk lying on her back panting hard.

I was still buried to the hilt in her pussy and felt her orgasm ripple through her body. After a while her pussy got more determined and massaged my cock. She looked up at me smilingly and pulled me forward to penetrate her as deep as possible.

"My meter is fully charged by now and you are as big and deep inside as you will get. The measurements are taken now. Lovely isn´t it," She said keeping her voice serious but there was a lot of joy and lust underneath.

After a while of this lovely treatment of my cock she pushed me out and rose from the desk. She came into my arms in a full body hug and a long lingering kiss.

"Well, we are not done yet, "she said breaking the kiss. "A thorough metering needs to be done with another method as well to verify the results. But maybe we need to ensure that your cock is fully big and hard." She knelt very graciously before me and took my cock in her mouth. It was still rather hard but she took her time sucking it not forgetting the balls.

"Lovely," she said when she finally rose. "I like to suck your cock after it has been in heavy use in my pussy. It feels a bit different than before it was inserted in me. Well, are we ready for the proof metering?" She rose and hugged me again. It occurred to me that it seemed like she was sure that I wouldn´t cum during our second fuck. Well, she probably knew that older men need their time. Or had she monitored it all? Either way was fine with me and now I was curious to find out what would happen.

I didn´t had to wonder for long. She left me and spun around. She took position at the desk with her back towards me. She bended over and it was very clear what she had in mind. She wriggled her hips invitingly a few times. She looked lovely and very sexy in that position.

"Well, come on. The meter is ready again. Come in might be a better expression though. Anyhow, you are most welcome to mount," she said giggling and again wriggled her ass. I moved in but missed the target. My cock instead poked her ass hole.

"Oh no, not the back door entrance." she yelled and swayed forward. "It´s not that I don´t like a cock up my ass, it is nice as a change now and then. No, it´s because the meter isn´t in there. And besides, you are too big for me to take in the ass," she said in a normal voice. "But wait a second, I have forgotten something necessary." She rose and went around the desk. I didn´t understand what she was up to. She knelt and rummaged through her clothes and when she rose again I understood. She had looked for her high heels and now put them on.

Now, I really like women to wear high heels. It gives them a sexier look when they move and enhance their charms. My cock twitched when she came around the desk. She was a lovely sight.

She quickly took up her position and again wriggled her ass. She said nothing but gave me a big smile over her shoulder. No further invitation needed I thought and moved in. This time my cock head touched her pussy entrance. She had put on the heels to get a little higher up to make it more pleasurable for me. I wouldn´t need to bend my knees when I fucked her. Now her pussy entrance was at the right height. A fleeting thought crossed my mind. The shoes had unusually high heels for wearing at the office. It seemed that she had done a thorough planning. 

A second push forward brought me half way into her pussy. As she had said it was ready to receive me being hot and well lubricated. A third push brought me all the way inside and there was a deep moan of delight. I began fucking her with long slow strokes trying to find out what she liked. I reached around her to catch her boobs that hung down and gave them a thorough massage. Meanwhile she met my thrusts eagerly standing firm and I soon got the feeling that she wanted to be banged harder and faster.

I had got it right. She started to pant hard and moaned now and then. The moans got more frequent and switched to cries of pleasure. I moved one hand to her clit and that made it. She cum immediately but didn´t stop meeting me. So I banged on and soon there was another climax. But as they hadn´t been as strong as when she was receiving me lying on the desk top I just went on.

But her third orgasm was much stronger and lasted longer. Again the pussy rippled along my cock and I pushed deep inside her and stayed there pressing my cock hard into her. The rippling went on for a little while but suddenly she gripped my cock real hard and the she let out the high pitch cry. Her hard grip around my cock remained for some time before she slowly relaxed.

"Cut and print," she suddenly yelled and pushed me out. She rose and turned around. She beamed of pride and lust and joy all together.

"That was a perfect metering. You learn fast how it has to be done. You pushed hard into me and kept still at the right moment and just before I was going to tell you. Splendid. Now let´s find out how the readings match."

She got quiet and stood with an inward smile on her face. She tapped her clit as if she was typing on a computer. 

"Yes, yes the readings match perfectly. There is a slight uncertainty about the absolute values though. It has to do with that your cock is the biggest my meter has ever handled. The real calibration doesn´t cover that. But I have used a long technical device for calibration which is of some help although it´s not the same thing so the meter had to do some calculations and extrapolations. The result is correct give or takes a quarter of an inch or so. The second reading is three quarters of an inch longer and that is as it should be. You go deeper when mounting from behind. So we have a very reliable result. And they are well stored in my meter. I´ll be very happy to tell the girls tomorrow."

She looked very happy and relieved and took a few dancing steps before moving in close to me.

"We deserve a reward, don´t we? After all this hard metering activities I mean. You want to fuck some more I hope. Your cock is still hard. So let´s do it. But this time it will be just for the pleasure of it. No metering to worry about." She smiled happily.

She sank down on her knees and gave my cock a quick refresher before turning towards the desk. 

"As ready as it can be," she said happily. "Oh yes, another thing. Don´t even think of anything foolish like a condom or pulling out. I want everything you have got delivered deep in my pussy. Every drop. I just love to feel the hot semen filling my womb. Got it?" She quickly took up her position bending over and supporting herself against my desk. 

I moved forward but missed the target. Her hand quickly was out between her thighs grabbing my cock. She used it to caress her pussy slit and especially her clit. When she put the head at her entrance and just kept it there I got the signal. I pushed forward and slid all the way in.

The fuck got quite different this time. I understood that she had hold back before to be sure that I didn´t cum. She was much more active now although she had met me eagerly also before. But this time her pussy was livelier. It changed all the time from narrow to wide and when I stopped for a while to get a breather her muscles massaged my cock. It felt wonderful.

And it got even better. She cum rather quickly crying out but didn´t want to stop so I just fucked on. It had been the first in a series of orgasms and each time her pussy rippled. And the orgasms also involved lovely cries of pleasure. 

I fucked her the best I could. It felt like she helped me to become an excellent lover. I helped her by massaging her swinging boobs and caress her clit.

But everything had to come to an end. I felt the tingling in my loins that was a sure sign that my orgasm was on the way. She seemed to have picked it up too. Her pussy got extremely pleasant and the muscles really helped my orgasm along. When I shot my first load she cried out and her pleasured cries went on until I was drained. 

I stood behind her with my cock buried deep in her pussy. Her muscles didn´t stop their pleasant work but milked my cock for a long time. It felt lovely and I wanted it to go on forever.

Which, of course, it didn´t. Caroline recovered and wriggled her ass to get free. She rose and hugged me closely for a while. She moved her hands to my shoulders and pushed me back a little. She looked me in the eye and smiled broadly. She looked lovely her entire body glowing and the eyes beamed.

"Lovely, wasn´t it? Now I really have something to tell the girls. My mission is really fulfilled with a series of excellent readings. And what a reward we got. Extremely lovely if you ask me."

I pulled her close in a bear hug. She willingly pressed her body against mine. She felt lovely soft and warm. 

Caroline broke the hug suddenly all business. She got her purse that she had put beside the desk when she first got into my office. She took out a bunch of Kleenex and quickly took care of what leaked out of her. She then knelt in front of me and was about to clean me as well. But she changed her mind and instead took my cock in her mouth and cleaned it thoroughly. She gave my balls a nice fondling before she rose.

"Nicely clean," she said giggling. "You really gave me a full load. I guess it will keep leaking out for some time. It was lovely to get my womb so filled. I can still feel it."

She gave me a kiss before she moved away to get her clothing. 

She then went away rolling her ass exaggeratedly. She looked over her shoulder in the doorway flashing a wide grin.

Of course I sent her flowers in the morning of the following day.

Just before lunch Ylva burst into my office kicking the door shut behind her.

"What have you done? I just saw the flowers. It must be you who sent them to Caroline. They were similar to mine. You have been messing around with my staff without my permission." She leaned over my desk with her face close to mine when she accused me. She kept her pose while looking me in the eyes very sternly.

"Well, I . . . well," I stammered not knowing what to say.

Only then did her face break up in a big smile. She pulled my head forward into her deep cleavage and held me there for quite some time.

"Well, no harm done of course. Caroline was quite happy and she told me that she got very satisfactorily readings. Well, she hadn´t had to do it of course. I could have told them what they wanted to know." She giggled heavily. "But I decided not to. She really wanted to do it, almost begged. She also told that not only the measurements were very satisfactory but she too got very satisfied indeed. Well, I know what you are able to, don´t I?" 

She straightened up. "What about lunch?"

During a very pleasant lunch she tried to make me tell about Caroline. I told her that it was inappropriate to tell such intimate things but she wriggled some out of me anyway. But I understood that Caroline had told her most of what happened. Women talk much more about such things I think. She mostly wanted to know how I had enjoyed her. And I didn´t think that it was inappropriate to praise her although I might not have done it in such detail. Ylva squirmed in her chair when I told some juicier details.

When we parted she asked me to pick her up later on. The chairman was giving a dinner to my honor that evening and all senior staff was invited. 

"Come a bit earlier and have a drink before we leave," she said.

"Thank you, I will," I said. "It will be a pleasure. By the way, what will you be wearing? The red dress perhaps?"

"You would like that, I know. But no, it´s far too advanced for this dinner. I have something else in mind that I hope you will like. It´s your dinner after all so I want to look nice." She smiled broadly when we parted. 

After lunch I finished my paperwork and went through the last pile of documents deciding what to keep and what to throw away. I had a few boxes that would be sent to my home in a day or two. 

Suddenly the phone rang. I nearly jumped because it had been very quiet for the last couple of days. It was Margareta, the head of accounts. She wanted to know if I had any more expenses that I wanted to be reimbursed. She handled such things personally for the senior officers.

"Yes," I said. "There are a few receipts. I have just put them in my out basket but I can come with them right away if it suits you?"

"Will you? That would be very convenient. Then we can settle your account on the spot. I am working with it just now. See you in a couple of minutes then. Ciao."

So I went to her office and greeted her secretary, a woman that had been with the company all her life. She was one of the best, very efficient and extremely loyal. She smiled and told that I could go right in.

Margareta came forward and greeted me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek when I entered. She had a spacious office, very tasty but sparsely decorated. She had high enough rank to be allowed to redecorate her office and I knew that she had decided how it should be. Most of us used an internal decorator for the work. 

She sat down again suddenly all business. She had my folder open on the desk and I handed her my receipts. She quickly typed them into her computer and pressed the print button.

"There you are. Please sign it and you will have the money next Wednesday in your account. You know how it works." She smiled. It struck me that it was the first she had said since I entered.

"Thank you, efficient as always," I said trying to find an excuse to stay for a while. I sat waiting for her to say something but when she didn´t I rose.

"Wait a second," Margareta suddenly blurted out. "There is one more thing I want. You are in no hurry, are you?"

"No, not at all. I have plenty of time for you," I said and sat down again.

She suddenly looked uncertain which was unusual. It looked like her thoughts were in turmoil and that it was hard for her to decide upon how to proceed. I had no clue what she wanted so I just waited. Suddenly she straightened up in her chair and a shy smile spread over her face. 

"Caroline told me that you described her body and that you did so utterly nicely," she said calmly but her voice trembled. "I, well . . . I. . . I would like you to do the same for me. Will you? Please?"

I got chocked I must say but I think that I didn´t let it show. These ladies certainly were straightforward.

"You communicate were fast, don´t you?" I said to give us some time. 

"Oh yes, we do. We use email but of course not the company system but Hotmail. And we have a private chat group. So the word spreads fast if we have something to tell. But don´t worry, we are very careful. We don´t use our real names but aliases. I am Redfox for instance and Caroline is Brownmink. I guess you can guess the rest. And we never mention names, only aliases when we chat about other persons. You are Big Bear by the way. Any idea why?" She had relaxed while talking and the shy smile was replaced with a broad one. She looked at me and laughed happily. 




Naughty Lingerie Show Ch. 02



"Oh, so now I know. I thought that maybe you got together to inform each other but couldn´t understand how you managed to make it so fast. You are all busy women," I said looking at her. There was an expectant look on her face and I remembered what she had asked for.

"Well, you wanted me to describe you. It will be my pleasure. Let´s see . . . yes, I think I will start from the top. Your hair has a lovely color and . . ."

"Wait a second. I must get undressed, mustn´t I? I mean, you can´t describe what you don´t see, can you?"

"Well, I thought that you meant that I should do it from memory" I said, suddenly worried about where this would lead. "I still remember very clearly how lovely you looked then," I added trying to give her a way to back off.

"Oh, thank you. It was fun, real fun to show off like that," she said blushing slightly. "But I want this to be done as good as it can be. I don´t think the light was strong enough for you to see it all, especially when I wrapped the cloak around you," she said her voice deep before she started to giggle. 

She rose and came round to my side of her desk. She stood before me and started to take her clothes off. She did it very graciously making it a strip show but without all the wriggling and turning a real show holds. It didn´t take her long to get completely naked. She didn´t look at me during the performance but kept her gaze low.

She stood before me for a little while like that. Suddenly she looked up.

"Here I am. As nude as I can get," she said a bit uncertain but looking me straight in the eye.

"You look lovely. It will be a pleasure to describe you," I said thinking about how to start. "But shouldn´t you lock the door. It wouldn't do your reputation any good if someone came in. Well, the reputation as a lovely, sexy woman would be boosted that´s for sure. You are the most wanted woman in the entire company, you know that of course."

"Well, I don´t know about that. But there is no need to lock the door. My secretary is a dragon, you know that. She won´t let anyone in without my permission."

"But what about if she is away for a little while?"

"Well, that´s a thrill, isn´t it?" Margareta said smiling broadly. She was by now totally confident in her nudity. "Please, begin."

I could find no more excuses not to do what she had asked for so I did my best. I did it in about the same way as I had done with Caroline, starting with the head and working my way down. Her voluptuous body and flaming red hair made it easy to describe her. There were much giggling, laughter and pleased moans especially when I touched her female assets. When I was nearly finished and put my chin at her luxurious bush she grabbed my head and pushed my nose deep in her slit rubbing her clit against it for quite some time

"Lovely, absolute lovely," she exclaimed when she finally let me loose. "Caroline didn´t exaggerate at all. It was amazingly to be described like that. I doubted it but thought that I had to find out for myself. Thank you, thank you so much." She beamed of pride and happiness.

She moved forward, bended over and put her arms around my neck looking me in the eye from close range. 

"Caroline also told something else. She reported her mission to find out your size. Very impressive result I must say. But you know that I am an accountant by heart and we want proof of everything. You know, receipts, contracts, signatures, the lot. We never rely entirely on the spoken word. So I want proof that she has got it right."

She backed a little to see me better. It gave me a chance to see her swinging boobs at close range. When I looked up again she was smiling.

"You like boobs. Ylva told us. And you proved it in the way you described mine." She wriggled her body slightly to make her boobs to swing. "Back to the proof I want. In the scientific world they have rules how to make findings trustworthy. If an experiment done again by another scientist using the same methods gives the same results then the findings are validated. I would want to use that approach to validate her measurements." She now stood up looking directly at me.

At first I didn´t understood what she meant but then it dawned upon me. I looked at her and saw an expectant expression on her face. 

"Oh, well . . . How could I possibly say no to such a lovely women," I said, being the best I could find out to say.

But it was sufficient and more so. Her face broke up in a big smile that also held lots of lust and happiness. She moved forward and again put her arms around my neck and kissed me.

"Thank you, thank you very much. It makes me so happy," she whispered in my ear. 

Before I knew what was happening she had loosened my belt, pulled down the zipper, unbuttoned my shirt and started to tug at my trousers. She nudged me to lift my ass to help her get them off me. She had to kneel to take my shoes off before pulling the trousers all the way down taking my shorts in the same pull.

She stood before me looking lovely. But suddenly there was an expression of distrust on her face. And she didn´t try to conceal it as Caroline had done. 

"Some help is needed I can see. Well, all for the science," she said and knelt before me. She started to caress my cock. She was good at it soon had made it grow to a good size. Not until then did her look of distrust leave her face to be replaced by a contented look. She sucked on a little more before she decided that it was hard enough.

"Now to the warming up of the meter. That was the first step, wasn´t it?" She said and rose. She wasn´t expecting an answer but straddled me right away. She grabbed my cock and used it to caress through her pussy slit until she put it in place and impaled herself with a few swift up and down movements. She kept on riding in that way and obviously enjoyed what she was doing. She was easy to follow by her gradually increasing moans interpolated with small cries later on. Suddenly there was a long cry and her movements got erratic until she sat down and leaned against my chest. I embraced her letting her enjoy her orgasm. 

"That was an excellent warm-up of my meter. Now I am ready to start the real metering," she said when she rose. "The desktop, wasn´t it? It came next, right?"

She pulled me up from the chair and towards her desk. I stood watching while she climbed up on it taking the same position near the edge as Caroline had done. She was a lovely sight. It struck me that the desk was completely empty, no folders or papers at all. Even my folder had somehow been put away without my noticing it. She must have planned it all well in advance I thought.

"Come, come to me before my meter gets cold," she called softly adjusting her ass to get closer to the edge. Her thighs were well spread and the feet planted on the desk top. She was wide open and ready. Her pussy glistened.

I moved in and found the target right away. But her hand caught my cock before I had pushed it in. She caressed her clit thoroughly before she again put it at her entrance. I lunged forward in a hard push that took me far inside. Another push made me to bottom out and her to cry out of pleasure.

I started fucking her with long steady strokes. Margareta put her legs around my waist and lay back on the desk top. My long thrusts got a bit hampered so I had to change to shorter quicker ones which she seemed to like. She soon was moaning and panted hard. Her small cries started to come steadily. Suddenly she pulled me hard into her with her legs and kept me there. Her pussy pulsed around my cock and then she let out her long cry and her pussy held my cock in a very firm grip.

Margareta relaxed, slowly slackening the hard grips around my waist and cock. She looked up and smiled happily.

"Check and print," she said. "An excellent reading I think." She lay slumped on the desk. I grabbed her boobs and gave them a good massage before leaning over her taking her nipples in my mouth. They stiffened rapidly and I pinched them with my lips but also used my teeth. She stiffened when I bit harder and moaned when I took a good bite in the other. I took turns pinching and biting her nipples for a while until she cried out and her pussy squeezed my cock real hard. I looked her in the eye and saw pleasure, desire and lust.

"Maybe we should take another reading?" I asked on an impulse. 

"Well, I think I got a good one but you can never be too sure. It could happen that the meter got a malfunction. So, yes I think your proposal is a good one. But we mustn´t hamper the reading in the second position. That would spoil the whole exercise," she said gravely but her eyes gave her away. They were filled with lust and excitement.

So I started to bang her again as soon as she had slackened her grip around my waist. After a while her legs left my waist and instead were held high up in the air. I banged her very hard as I understood that she liked it. When her moans and small cries began she put her knees over my shoulders. As sudden as before she let out her long cry and she lifted her pelvis up from the desk hanging on me. Her pussy cramped hard around me.

This time she took longer to calm down and relax. I tried a few small thrusts now and then to keep us alive and she smiled each time. But finally she pushed me out of her and sat up.

"You really need your time. That´s good, there will be no trouble with the second reading. The first two match perfectly by the way. Let´s move on to it, shall we." Margareta looked really pleased and her face beamed when she climbed down from the desk.

"From behind, wasn´t it," she said giggling and bended over. But she rose immediately again.

"I mustn´t forget to put the shoes on," she exclaimed. "Caroline said I must have shoes on to avoid getting my ass speared," she added with a broad grin when she moved to her small closet. She got out of my sight when the door was open but soon emerged with a pair of spiky high heels. She swung them in the air.

"Caroline said that she used four-inch heels. I am slightly shorter so I have to add an inch. But she also said that another inch would have made it even better. Well, why not add 2 inches I thought. If it lifts me too high I can easily spread my feet a little more. So 7 inches it is. What do you say?" She giggled heavily when she put the shoes on. She looked gorgeous which I told her.

"Yes, I can see that you like what you see," she said and looked directly at my cock that had lost some of the erection but now started to grow again. When she saw my obvious appreciation she took a tour around the room showing off her gorgeous body. She really knew how to walk sexy in the incredible high heels. They enhanced her already exuberant body.

"Well, it´s hardly needed but let me give you an overhaul just in case," she said giggling and knelt before me. Her mouth took hold of my cock and sucked it while her hand fondled my balls. She quickly got me fully hard but kept on fondling and sucking while looking up at me. There were plenty of pleasure and lust in her eyes.

"I love to do that," she said and rose. "As ready as it will be. And so am I. Let´s get started.

With a deep laughter she turned and bended over. She was a tremendous sight standing with her legs well spread and her ass slightly wriggling. She was lifted high up by her 7 inch heels.

I moved in. My cock slid along her pussy slit which made her cry out of pleasure. Her hand pushed my cock upwards to get the upper side to rub her clit harder. She moaned and rocked slightly back and forth. She suddenly stiffened and there was a small cry. She turned her head and smiled happily.

"I knew it. Seven inches makes it perfect. When I spread my legs a little more you will very easily find where your cock will want to go," she said giggling and did just that. Suddenly my cock head nudged her entrance and she rocked backwards taking it into her but just an inch or two. She stood like that for a few seconds while her muscles gripped the head giving it a good working over. Then she wriggled her ass wanting more action.

So I started to bang her and I think we both enjoyed. Her pussy changed now and then, she moaned constantly and cried out a few times. Suddenly her hand grabbed my balls pulling me deep inside her. There was a much higher pitched cry and she stiffened keeping her firm grip around my balls preventing me from going backwards.

It didn´t take long though until she relaxed and let go of my balls. Her head turned to show a beaming face and a huge grin of satisfaction. 

"Excellent reading," she exclaimed massaging my cock to keep it alive. I bent over her to reach her boobs and gave them a similar treatment. We stood like that for some time enjoying each other's bodies. 

"Do you want another reading," I asked wanting to proceed.

"Hell no, I don´t need that. I have more than enough already. Didn´t you notice that I just took several readings and they all match." She smiled happily at me. "I want to fuck for real now. I want to get fucked without bothering with readings. This is my favorite position and I want to enjoy it in full. I want to be taken hard and thoroughly and don´t you dare to stop until you cum. I want it all in me and delivered deep inside." She said it all hastily. "Now get going," she ordered suddenly rather sternly. "Please" she added to soften her words.

"My pleasure," I said and got going. I had been longing for this for quite some time now. I had felt that she had held back but now immediately felt that she let herself loose. It didn´t take long until her moaning started and she met every impact firmly without swaying forward. She supported herself with her arms on the desk. She really showed that she wanted it hard and I did my very best. Soon each thrust got acknowledged with a short cry.

"Faster, shorter and faster please," she panted. I did as she asked. Her cries now increased in frequency and were no longer in rhythm with my inbound thrusts. Her pussy narrowed and slackened giving my cock a good time. I caressed her boobs pinching the nipples rather hard which she seemed to like. I moved one hand down to her pussy slit and found an engorged clit. I placed a finger on it pressing and circling and that made it. Her cries suddenly changed to a constant whining, her pussy muscles got very active, spasms rippled through her body and she met my thrust eagerly and firmly.

It was very pleasant in her pussy and my own excitement grew. Her obvious delight made me feel exuberant which enhanced my excitement. The tingling in my loins started to grow. I changed my thrusts somewhat to give me maximal pleasure and was lucky because it seemed that she liked it too.

Suddenly I passed the point of no return. I guess my thrusts got more frantic sending her the message. Her pussy narrowed to a very pleasant level of resistance. With a deep grunt I delivered the first shot into her. The second followed after the next hard thrust which took me all inside and I stayed pressed hard against her ass while shooting the full load into her.

Her whining increased both in volume and pitch. When I shot my last round she had reached a very high pitch tune which she kept for a while. Her pussy massaged my cock and kept on doing that milking the last drops out of me. Finally the whining died away and her pussy calmed down.

I remained standing still buried deep in her pussy feeling how she slowly relaxed. She pressed backwards but only to get as close to me as possible. After a while her muscles tightened around my cock to keep it where it was. They even tried some light massage. 

I had felt her body stiffen towards the great finale and she took her time to relax. When she did her head turned and she smiled at me, a very contented, pleased and happy smile. She pressed her behind against me until I shrunk out of her. When she felt that she rose and turned. She came into my arms in a very grateful hug.

We stood embraced for quite some time. She had her face against my neck and my chin was against her head. I kissed her ear gently and whispering told her how much I had liked her and how pleased and contented I was. I thanked her profoundly for a most enjoyable and memorable fuck.

Margareta took a step back to look at me.

"No need to thank me. I enjoyed it immensely myself. I am so glad that I decided to go through with it. I would have regretted it all my life if I hadn´t taken the chance. It was the best fuck I have ever had. I cum for so long. You kept me riding on top of the wave for an eternity. All the time it got better and better until the unbelievable climax. I feel so vivid and alive." She rose on tip toe to give me a kiss that I of course returned.

She broke our embrace with a relieved laugh. She went to her closet to get some Kleenex and quickly stopped her leaking before she turned to me to take care of my cock.

Then there was an awkward silence. None of us knew really what to do next. Margareta walked around the desk to get her clothes which she had left on her chair. She walked back and suddenly noticed my very obvious interest in her lovely body. She laughed out loudly and started to walk around with exaggerated movements. She turned around to let me see her from every angle. She ended her small show by embracing me.

"You like me, don´t you? Or rather my body. Well, I like that. I like to show off as you know. But now the show has come to an end I am afraid. We have to part now, don´t we. Sad but necessary. I have a report to write about my findings. The girls are very curious. But don´t worry. The measurements match with Caroline´s. It´s the biggest both of our meters have handled." She took my face in her hands and gave me a platonic kiss on the mouth.

Her little speech broke the spell. We both got dressed and we had a final hug. When I went towards the door she went round her desk and pressed a button. There was a click from the lock and I understood that she had the new electronic lock. So much for the thrill I thought amused when I left her office. The secretary outside gave me a knowing smile and asked me all the best for the future.

I still had some time to kill. I went to the flower shop and bought flowers for Margareta to be sent in the morning. I went back to the office and had a shower and changed to fresh clothes for the dinner.

I didn´t know what to do next so I went to Ylva´s office earlier than she had suggested. 

"You are a bit early," her secretary said smilingly. " But it´s all right. Ylva is alone and the champagne is ready. Have a good time."

I knocked and went inside. Ylva was behind her desk but rose and came to greet me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She hadn´t changed her dress but I noticed that she had done her hair and her makeup was fresh. She asked me to pour the champagne.

We settled in two easy chairs and saluted each other taking a good swig.

"So, how did it go with Margareta? Quite a woman, isn´t she?" she said smiling broadly. 

"Yes, she´s nice," I said not knowing what to say.

"Nice? Well that´s to put it rather mildly, isn´t it? Gorgeous, voluptuous, exuberant are just a few of the words you used if I got it right. Stronger than just nice I think." She smiled mockingly at me.

"You know about it then. How come, it was only a couple of hours ago?" I asked.

"Oh, that easy. We got a report within the hour. A preliminary one of course. The full report will follow later of course. But it was clear enough. She was very pleased she said. Numerous orgasms, she was very contented. You scored highly. Well, I am not surprised. I have found out for myself, haven't I?" 

She saluted me and took a good swig. There was much laughter in her eyes and a big smile on her face

"Did you find our charade amusing or just silly? . . . Both Caroline and Margareta wanted to find out the truth about you and couldn´t agree on who would do the honor. In fact they both had a strong crush on you and really wanted to fuck you. They agreed on that it would be too awkward just to ask for a fuck. So they came up with that idea. They really like role plays. They talked it through thoroughly and played it out accordingly I think. You had a marvelous experience with both of them, I am sure. And they certainly were contented to say the least. They are very happy that it worked out so well. Oh, and for the thorough work you did in their pussies too of course." 




Naughty Lingerie Show Ch. 02



"Oh, . . . well . . . yes . . . yes it very good," I stammered.

Ylva laughed at me and my obvious embarrassment but it was a nice laugh. We talked about it and she wriggled quite a few details out of me. She found the part with the high heels very amusing and concluded that the women really had planned how to make it very comfortable for me. But, as Ylva pointed out, it was not just unselfish. If I was comfortable I would be able to fuck them much better, wouldn´t I? 

"Well, I have to change," she finally said. . . . "No, it´s all right if you stay. I have my bathroom." I had started to rise but now sank back in my chair. She had a roomy office and the privilege of a private bathroom. Beside her it was only the chairman´s office that had that facility. But she was head of HR and had had a great influence when the offices last were reassigned.

Ylva rose and turned her back towards me.

"Please, help me with the zipper," she asked smiling over her shoulder. I quickly rose and fumbled for a while before I managed to pull the zipper down. She let the dress fall down to hang on her hips. 

"The bra too. Help me with the bra as well, please." She said giggling. I fumbled with the clasps but finally got them loose. The bra slid down her arms and fell to the floor. She took my hands and put them on her boobs. There was no question that she wanted to get caressed and I wanted it too of course. So I cupped and massaged her two big assets ant tweaked the nipples. When they were firm and stood out she just walked into her bathroom with a deep contented laugh.

After a while she came back out. I didn´t believe my eyes. She was naked except for a pair of flimsy panties and high heels. Her ample boobs swayed very nicely when she came towards me.

"Please help me with this bra," she asked and only then did I notice that she carried something. She turned around facing away from me and slid the bra over her arms. She adjusted the cups while I tried to fasten the hooks at the back.

"Thank you," she said when I succeeded and turned around. I got a small chock when I saw what she had put on. It was a half cup underwired bra with notches for the nipples to rest safely in. Her boobs looked exuberant. Ylva laughed throatily.

"You asked me to wear that red dress. But as I told you it is far too advanced for this type of dinner. So I will wear a much more decent dress. But I decided to wear this for your sake. It won´t show under the dress. But you will know what I look like underneath and I will feel sexy. We will have a good time sharing a secret."

With that she went back into her bathroom to finish dressing.

She came back out dressed in a more conservative dress but she didn´t abnegate herself. The dress allowed a rather deep cleavage to show. She smiled satisfied when I complimented her.

"Time to go. The car is waiting," she said looking very pleased. She took my arm and together we walked out of the office towards the future.



Naughty Lingerie Show



Her curvy body looked marvelous when she stood in front of me and kept on belly dancing. The pitch black pussy bush was very thick and seemed to be of soft and silky hair. Her scent was strong and raw. Suddenly her slit opened and revealed a swollen labia and protruding inner lips. Her pussy glistened from wetness.

She danced before me for quite a while until she moaned and suddenly pulled her cloak around us. She pulled my head into her soft belly and grunted when I reached around and caressed her ass cheeks. She withdrew as quickly and danced backwards slowing down. 

I waited with anticipation for the black mink with silvery streaks to come forward. She didn't disappoint me. Her rich black bush had bristles of white hairs and covered in full her meaty mons. Above that a pair of voluptuous breasts that were amazingly firm. They bounced widely when she wriggled her shoulders. Somehow they looked familiar.

She came real close to me and took my hands. She pulled them around her and placed them on her ass cheeks. She pressed her pussy against my mouth. Its scent was rich and she was hot and wet. I put out my tongue and licked through her slit which made her knees to buckle. I held her ass cheeks in a firm grip and licked again. She pressed her pussy hard against my mouth and I put my tongue in her pussy and licked her clit. She grunted deeply but withdrew. She looked down at me and her eyes were smiling. Yes, I knew who she was. I knew her well and had cupped her breasts just a few hours ago. I was amazed.

The black mink was pushed to the side and the Persian lamb took her place. Her pussy bush was gray like the fur and had started to thin. But it was clear that it once had been a great dark pussy bush. Her breasts were rather small and still firm. I guessed that she must be my age.

Suddenly I realized that it was the president's secretary. I knew her well of course. She came close and pulled my head against her round belly.

"I like you very much. Always have," she murmured, caressing my head.

She broke lose and turned away. The music changed to a rapid tune and all the women danced with energy. The cloaks were flung back and they circled around totally uninhibited. I sat in my chair admiring all these lovely ladies.

They danced wildly until the tune ended. They lined up again expecting applauses. I did my best, clapping hands and cheering. They bowed and curtsied. I got an interesting view when some of them made the deep curtsey. As before they broke the line after a while and mingled around but I kept on cheering. They lined up again and bowed.

I was so happy that I kept on cheering. They bowed again and then looked a bit uncertain until The Persian lamb pushed the Red fox forward. She moved close to me and curtsied. On an impulse I grabbed her ass and kissed her pubic mons.

She jumped back but the rest of the women cheered. I clapped my hands and another fox came forward and curtsied. I repeated my doing. It was lovely to grab her full ass and kiss her mons. Her scent was very arousing. She didn't jump back but pressed herself against me.

One by one the women came forward to curtsey, have their mons kissed and their asses squeezed. It was absolutely marvelous.

The Persian lamb was the last. She really wanted to be kissed and squeezed and stayed longer than the rest. Eventually she bent down and whispered in my ear: "You have to give us fifteen minutes to change and get away when the show is over. Relax and have another drink. See you later."

She rose and again pressed herself against me. This time she was so close that I reached to flick her clit with my tongue which she acknowledged with small shrieks of joy. She withdrew with buckling knees.

The women lined up once more and this time I rose as well and bowed to them. They marched out of the room with their cloaks open.

I went to the adjoining restroom and freshened up thinking about the lovely and much unexpected performance.

When I came back into the room the Persian lamb was waiting for me.

"Hallo Tom," she greeted me. "I hope you liked the show. We really wanted to give you this farewell memory and it turned out to become very pleasant for all of us. We hope you enjoyed it and that you understand how much we like you. I know that you have recognized some of us but I am sure that you are a gentleman and won't tell anybody."

She looked inquiringly at me.

"Yes of course. I won't tell anybody. It was fantastic, absolute fabulous. I have never seen such a performance before in my life. And as you know I have been around. You were all wonderful."

"Oh, thank you. Yes, indeed I think we have a good show. Of course, it's meant for a floor performance and we have never before given it at such close range and for one person only. But it was much fun. I enjoyed it."

"I wonder," she said casually behind her veil, "I wonder if you might fulfill what you started before." 

She saw that I didn't follow her.

"You know, when we said thank you and good by. You kissed my mons and flicked my clit. It felt so wonderful, you must have noticed. I guess you know that I recently have divorced my fourth husband. I am lonely at the moment, very lonely. Please?"

"Oh, well, yes of course. It will be a pleasure. You are wonderful."

"You will? Oh, I am going to be so happy. I am certain that you know how to use your tongue. I felt it before. Please Tom, come to me."

She flung her cloak back when she moved to the chair. She sat down on the armrest and spread her legs. I started to caress her breasts but she pushed my head down. I knelt in front of her and kissed her mons and grayish pubic hair. She pushed my head further down into her pussy slit. She was already moist and her clit protruding.

I worked on her pussy and clit and she started to moan and emit small shrieks. She bucked against my mouth and the shrieks got louder and reached higher tunes. Suddenly she stiffened and kept still crying out.

I withdrew, amazed that it was over so quickly. But I was wrong. She pulled my head back to her pussy.

"No, don't stop. This was just for starters. Please go on, lick me, kiss my clit," she begged.

So I went on. She writhed and raised her legs up in the air. She got another orgasm, crying out loud and bucking wildly. I had to watch my nose from being smashed. But I went on kissing and licking. 

This went on for quite a while. She easily got orgasms with regular intervals shrieking higher and higher.

She put her legs on my shoulders and crossed them behind my neck. She pulled me hard against her pussy when I sucked her clit and labia into my mouth. I didn't lick anymore but sucked and gently bit the whole area. She moaned more heavily. Suddenly her big clit came into position in my mouth for my tongue to flick over it. The Persian lamb cried out at the first flick and then cried out constantly reaching higher and higher tunes as I went on flicking her clit.

The cry abruptly stopped and she squeezed my neck with her thighs. I was so hard pressed against her pussy that I couldn't move even my tongue. She released the pressure slightly and I flicked her clit again. She squeezed my neck even harder but this time my tongue was on her clit. She cried out, a high pitch cry that lasted for a long time until she relaxed and fell back in the chair.

I startled when I heard hands clapping behind me. Oddly enough, the Persian lamb didn't react. I should expect her to become even more frightened.

"Hi there," she said, completely surprising me. "Haven't you learnt not to sneak on other people?"

"Oh, well," the person said coming forward still in her outfit, the black mink with silvery streaks. "Well, I heard someone crying out. I had to go see if somebody got hurt. But there was no need to worry, I see that now. I should have understood that it was you who beat me going back to Tom." 

The Persian lamb sat up on the chair. She pulled me down and hugged me.

"Thank you Tom. That was just what I needed so badly. You made me very happy," she said and laughed contently.

"My pleasure entirely," I said and returned the hug. "But isn't it about time that I see your faces.

"Oh, well, yes of course. You know who we are anyway. Hi, I am Anne," she said and took her cap off. Her cheeks were flushed and she looked happy.

"Have you told Tom about our show," the black mink said and unveiled. "Hi, I am Ylva," she added jokingly. 

"Well, only that he got a transformed version of our floor show," Anne said.

"OK, let me tell you. Anne and I started this thing quite a few years ago. We knew each other well and found out that we liked to show off, which you already know. Well, not only did we like to show off but we also had an urge to do it. So this was a way to prevent us from trouble by showing off at the wrong time and place. And we also soon found out that we could get paid quite handsomely."

"Yes, and over the years we have come by other women with similar strong urges, mostly within the company but also a few outside. Some have been models and wanted to continue to show off when the modeling career was over. Now we give three or four performances a month in different groups. It's most often lingerie shows but now and then more daring performances," Anne added.

"Well, Anne and I don't perform that often nowadays. It's risky in our positions and we are not that young anymore," Ylva said.

"Oh, but you look gorgeous," I said quickly. Ylva was pleased and got us all a glass of champagne. In doing so her cloak swung open showing her naked body. She didn't seem to mind.

"But there is also some demand for shows with women who have made a career. It's elderly, successful businessmen and high politicians mostly who want that," Anne said smilingly. "Very private, very naughty, nakedness in the end and well, even more. But no touching," she added hastily seeing my face. "They want women like us to give the show. No party wants the word to get around so it's sort of a two way blackmail. It's extremely well paid of course," Anne said smilingly. "And very amusing."

"Tom, you should know that everyone tonight volunteered. You have been very kind and helpful to all of us at several occasions. In fact, the suggestion came from two of the women independently," Ylva said. She too had now sat down.

"How many did you recognize?" Anne asked.

"Well, let's see. You two, to begin with. Then the ravishing redhead Margareta, head of accounts. She is really stunning. Not many redheads like her around. I have a hunch that the white and blue foxes are in IT but I am not quite sure. The ones I don't have a clue about are the woman with shaved pussy and the brown mink with the brown silky pussy hair."

"Oh, my goodness. So much for veils. Yes, you got it right," Anne admitted laughing a little nervously.

It got quiet all of the sudden. Ylva squirmed in her seat and looked at Anne who lazily sipped her champagne.

"Well, time to move on I guess. You take care of Tom?" She said looking at Ylva. 

"Yes, of course," Ylva said smilingly. Anne sighed and rose. She bent forward and kissed my cheek, her breasts swung freely just before me when her cloak parted. I gave them a squeeze before Anne laughingly withdrew and left the room. 

Ylva squirmed again making her cloak to fell open.

"You know, I have said it before, I wouldn't scream if you touched me," she said giggling nervously. "In fact I want you to. I want to feel your hands on my breasts again and your mouth to kiss my pussy. And I want to find out for myself the truth in the office rumor about your cock." There was raw lust in her voice now. "I guess that you aren´t aware of it but women have asked male coworkers to report on you from the locker room. When dancing with you they have felt something they want to know the truth about. I too have felt it many times and also want to know."

She looked at me wanting action. Her cloak was by now out of the way on her back. She was naked and her lovely breasts swung when she squirmed. 

Well, I was proud of my cock and knew that it was above average but that the women gossiped about it was something new. But it felt good and made my spirit to rise.

I put my hands on her breasts, caressed them and pinched her nipples. Impatiently she pulled my head to her breasts and I kissed them and bit her by now stiff nipples. She moaned of pleasure. I cupped one breasts and sucked as much as I could into my mouth.

I kissed my way down her body, over her navel to her dark, bristled pussy hair. She slid down on the sofa and her bottom rested on the edge and her feet were planted on the floor wide apart. I had full access to her glistening pussy.

I dug in and licked her pussy slit. The clit was erect and her inner lips protruding. Her juices flowed and her scent was strong and raw.

I worked on her pussy with my mouth and tongue. There was no doubt that she liked my doing. She moaned and grunted of pleasure and when I flicked over her clit she cried out. When she neared orgasm she held my head in both hands and tried to steer my movements. Her back arched when she came in a shuddering orgasm, crying out loudly.

She sank back in the sofa with a big contented smile on her face.

"My goodness, the office rumor hasn't said anything about that tongue. But that's fine. It shows that you haven´t been screwing around. Well, in the office anyway. But now I want to see the snake."

She pulled herself up and started to undress me beginning with my tie and shirt. My pants soon followed. Before pulling down my boxers she let her fingers slide up and down along my clearly outlined erection. She put her hand over it and squeezed before she pulled my boxers down laughing throatily. 

"Oh my goodness. God almighty, what a cock," she exclaimed and bent down to take a closer look. "My god, it's great. So big, long and thick. Can I really accommodate such a monster? It must hurt to take inside. But I must try it, won't I? Of course I have to," she muttered for herself.

She took my cock head between her fingers and moved the foreskin back and forth exploring it. She grabbed around the shaft and lowered her head and kissed my cock. She got me fully erect in no time. 

"Oh Tom. It's magnificent but very big. I am afraid that it will hurt but I have to try it," she said looking at me with a big smile. "Please take me but be gentle."

"Of course, it will be a pleasure. And don't worry. My women have always been able to accommodate me and never complained. How do you want to be taken?"

"Oh Tom. From behind of course. That's my favorite. And I want to have my breasts fondled when you fuck me. Come, let's do it."

She jumped up and went round the sofa and bent over the high padded back. She wriggled her ass to tease me and parted her feet. Her breasts swayed, hanging freely. I didn't need to be teased but her voluptuous body was a very arousing sight in that position. I went up behind her. My cock poked her ass hole which made her jump.

"No, no. Not in there, please. No way. Keep to my pussy; it will be hard enough for me to accommodate you there. But wait, I have to stand on something, you are too tall."

She rushed around the room and found two hard cushions. She stood on them and resumed her position. When I got close to her my cock slid easily through her pussy slit.

"Oh yes. That was much better and this will make it perfect," she said and narrowed her feet a few inches more. "Now come into me and fuck. I am dying to feel that monster in me."

I slid back and forth along her slit a couple of times. She was wet and slippery. I could feel her erect clit against my sensitive cock head. She buckled each time it slid over it.

Ylva got impatient and guided my cock to her pussy hole. She kept it into position when I started to ease it inside with short jabs. She grunted at each stroke. I slid in more and more for each jab until she swayed forward. I held on until she pressed back again grunting. I resumed jabbing into her and now she met my thrusts and even pushed backwards. With a last hard push I bottomed out in her pussy. Ylva grunted loudly.

"Done," I said. "How does it feel? I think you have a terrific pussy. I am so nicely accommodated."

"Oh my god. Are you already fully inside? Have I taken your entire cock into my pussy? Oh it feels just great. I feel the cock so deep inside me and it stretches me heavily. It's just great. Come on, let's fuck."

She rocked backwards with her ass that pushed me halfway out. I started to thrust in and out with long determined strokes. She eagerly met me. She pulled my hands from her hips to her breasts. She wanted them fondled and fondled hard. I squeezed and kneaded them and pinched her taut nipples. She moaned constantly. I tried to thrust harder into her but she wasn't able to hold her position but swayed forward.

To be able to meet me better she moved close to the sofa and bent deep over it placing her hips against the back. I tried a few hard pushes and the heavy sofa made her rock steady.

"Yes, that's better. Fuck me hard. I want you to fuck me as hard as you can," she screamed.

I grabbed her hips again and did my best. I don't think that I have fucked a woman so brutally before but she begged for more. She grunted and cried out and her cries got higher. Suddenly her pussy contracted very hard around my cock and she screamed, a high pitch scream that lasted a long time. She was tense like a steel spring until her body relaxed and collapsed over the sofa.

I hadn't cum. I had been so occupied giving her my best. She soon found out when she wriggled her ass to get free.

"Oh my goodness. Tom, you haven't cum? God almighty, this is my lucky day. I have cum twice and very good orgasms they were and you can fuck me once more. Oh my god. This time I want to take a ride."

She didn't wait for my view. She wriggled herself free and got up from the sofa. She turned and for a while fondled my cock looking up at me with a happy smile. She rose and quickly pulled the cushions from the sofa onto the floor and stood waiting with a hazy look.

I lay down and she mounted me. She raised herself on her knees and put my cock at her entrance. She took her time impaling herself looking like she was in another world. But once she had me fully inside she started to ride. And what a ride. She wasn't careful at all and now she was in charge. She thrust down so hard that I thought my cock would come out through her belly. But she liked it and soon she was crying out again and sat down hard on me. Her orgasm made her body to tremble and her pussy muscles to flex hard.

"Oh my God, Tom. I cum again. It was lovely. But now I think I have to be kind to you. I can be good, just wait and see."

She started to ride me slowly and with care. I caressed her breasts the way I thought she liked. She slid up and down on my cock and skillfully used her pussy muscles to change the pressure and friction. When she was up she could held my cock head in a firm grip and let her muscles ripple around it. When she was down her muscles rippled along the shaft. It soon gave the wanted effect. My libido rose and I felt the tickling in my loins. I let her understand how lovely she treated me and she made it even better. She moaned constantly and cried out now and then. I moved my caresses to her ass and clit and she liked that. She got wild but calmed down and went on giving me her best.

At last I couldn't hold back any longer. I increased my efforts on her clit and let her knew that I was near. She stopped for a while half way down holding my cock in a firm grip and pulled my hand closer over her clit showing how she wanted to be fondled. She resumed sliding up and down and with a few quick thrusts made me start spurting my seed into her. When she felt the first spurt hit her womb she cum herself screaming high. Her pussy rippled along my cock and milked the last come out of me. 




Naughty Lingerie Show



She sat upon me looking down. She looked content and happy. I slowly caressed her breasts, cupped them and tweaked her nipples. She smiled sweetly and leaned forward and put a nipple in my mouth.

"You still like them? Now when you have seen them in full and touched them. It makes me so happy," she purred. "I really like your cock. It's so much more than the office rumor says. It's not only long but also very thick, it stretches me real wide. And as you said I could accommodate it without pain. I love it."

She let her breasts fondle my face before she bent down and kissed me. She dismounted and went to the adjoining restroom.

I must have dozed off because it felt like she was back immediately, straddling my chest. The cloak was swept around my head making it very dark. I felt a wet pussy press against my mouth and startled. This was not Ylva's pussy but still familiar to me.

"That was quite a performance. Made me horny again. Will you help me get rid of that, please?" I heard Anne say. She opened the cloak to look at me. She smiled. "Please?"

"How long have you been here," I wanted to know but to soften the question I gave her pussy a good lick. She grunted of pleasure.

"Oh, since you first entered Ylva. I was also curious to know the truth behind the office rumor. I have also felt your cock when dancing. And Ylva was right. It's impressive. To bad I can't test it in action to night. I promised Ylva that she could have your load. You can't do it twice in a row, can you? But your mouth and tongue isn't bad either. Please lick me."

"Sorry. I can't do it twice any more. But of course I will serve you the best I can. Like this?" I said and started to lick her pussy.

"Oh, yes. Yes, like that, yes. I like it. Go on." She started to moan. Soon her orgasms started and I lost count. She came and screamed and came again. 

Suddenly I felt hands on my cock. A warm rug washed me before the cock was sucked into a hot mouth. Ylva was back and tried to get me hard again. But although I had two lovely women working on me it was too soon. Ylva realized it and gave up.

I did my best giving Anne what she wanted. From the sounds she seemed to enjoy immensely. She writhed and changed position from sitting on my chest to standing on all fours to alter the way I could attack her pussy. She moaned all the time and with regular intervals she screamed and her body shook when she came.

Suddenly she sat down on my chest and opened the cloak. She looked down at me and smiled happily.

"Now I want a real great finale," she said. "Please give it to me."

She flung the cloak back so I could see what I was doing. She sat on her knees and leaned back supporting herself on her arms. She moved her pussy close to my mouth. She shivered when I flicked her clit. I grabbed her hips and started out slow with long licks through her slit. She moved her ass up and down and pressed against my mouth. I grabbed her ass to control her movements when she started to get wild and buck against my face. I stroked over her stretched belly and found her clit. She bucked wildly and her moans were interleaved with shrieks that got more and more frequent and reached higher tunes. Suddenly she tensed, only her ass and pussy moved in small rapid movements against my mouth and tongue and she cried out. Her body trembled when the orgasm rippled through her body.

Slowly she relaxed and sat down on my chest. She laughed a relieved, happy laugh.

"Yes," she sighed delighted. "Yes, that felt tremendous, just what I needed. Oh my goodness how good it feels."

"Well, from the way you sounded it must have been to your liking and it really was lovely to watch," Ylva said laughingly coming into my view, her coat flung back showing her naked body with her marvelous breasts jutting out. She knelt close beside us.

Idly I caressed their lower bellies and breasts and felt relaxed. It was lovely to be with these two caring women. 

"What about a bite and a beer," I suggested a while later, not wanting the evening to end. 

We went to our regular water hole and had a very nice and relaxed evening together.