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/~~~~~\ A Rough Week
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(C) Knave of Hearts, 2000
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I showed for work scared of the fallout of
my office tryst with Ava. Dreams of her tan
skin and the sound of her voice begging me
to fuck her ass had haunted me all night
long. Settling behind my desk, I forced
myself to concentrate on performing my
routine tasks. Get coffee. Check schedule.
Scan email.
I made it through about half the morning
without incident. Then I had to leave my
office to run an errand. Every time I
passed through the "bullpen" office where
the secretaries sit, I thought that one of
them, a cute petite blonde named Brenda,
seemed to be flashing me. The first time I
passed, she leaned forward to give me a good
look at the tops of her tanned tits. As I
returned, it was a quick glimpse of the tops
of her stockings, a pale white against her
tanned thighs. I could feel my cock start
to get ideas of its own, shifting
uncomfortably under my boxers.
I retreated to the safety of my office. I
had fucked the boss' secretary across my
desk last night. All I needed was to be
walking around the secretary's pool with a
hard-on. Why not just walk into Mr. Bland's
office and report myself for sexual
harassment? I could just have easily cut my
cock off and mailed it to my wife. Maybe
Veronica would have it stuffed and mounted
like a prize winning fish.
I tried to relax and focus on my work. I
was senior enough that I could work from my
office, rather than running up and down the
halls. All I had to do was stay in my
office until the end of the day. I wouldn't
take any calls or go to any meetings. That
would do it. I was safe.
And then the phone rang. Before my brain
could take control, my arm shot out and
picked it up.
"Oh good, you're there. I was hoping that
you hadn't left for lunch." It was Ava.
The sound of her calm professional voice was
even sexier now than it had been last night.
I mumbled something and she continued. "I
need to send Brenda to your office. She has
a file that needs you special attention
immediately. Will you be in your office for
a few minutes?"
I made some more muttering noises, which she
took as an affirmative, and hung up the
phone. Within moments, there was a light
knocking on my door and Brenda's face peeked
in. I was too afraid to speak, so I waved
her in.
I watched her walk towards me. Brenda wore
a nice business suit of white wool, setting
off her tan skin and blue eyes admirably.
Outwardly, she looked like what she was, a
professional administrative assistant that
had brought me a file that needed my
attention. Inwardly, I remembered the
change that had come over Ava last night. I
sat behind my desk like a cornered animal.
She walked around behind my desk and laid
the file folder in the middle of the
desktop. She was close enough that her
perfume, sweet without being cloying, seemed
to reach out to me. As Brenda leaned over
to open the file, I shot a glance toward her
and was rewarded with an excellent view of
her bra-less tits. I realized in a flash
that, not only was she not wearing a bra,
she didn't have any tan lines!
I tore my eyes away. But it was too late.
I looked up at Brenda's face and saw her
smiling in a smug way. I followed her gaze
down to my lap. To my horror I saw that,
while I had been peering down her cleavage,
she had been checking out the rising bulge
in my trousers. Before I could move, Brenda
reached down into my lap and lightly
squeezed my swollen crotch.
Dropping to her knees, she turned my chair
toward her. Her charming smile had taken on
a more predatory look. Licking her lips she
said, "I think the file can wait. We need
to take care of this first."
I gripped the arms of my desk chair as she
undid my belt and fished my stiffening
member out of my underwear. Brenda held my
cock lightly between her thumb and first two
fingers and looked me straight in the eye as
she ran her tongue the length of my shaft.
Brenda expertly used her tongue and suction
to make my cock swell to iron hard
stiffness. I watched my cock swell and
stretch her lips. She tried taking my
entire cock into her throat, but I was too
long. Rather than have her gag, I guided
her mouth to my shaven scrotum.
"Suck my balls." No sooner had I said it
than Brenda's warm mouth engulfed my
sensitive balls. I gasped sharply as she
sucked one of my testicles into her mouth
and twirled it around with her tongue.
Seeing that she had caught on to what I
wanted, I moved my hands from her head and
ran my palm down her back, trying to reach
her ass. She sifted her position obligingly
and started jacking me off, running her
tongue up the seam of my cock to keep my
shaft slick for her hand.
The feeling of her lips on my rod, her
cheeks sucking in as she applied pressure to
my cock head, chased any worry I might have
had out of my mind. I started to relax and
look forward to fucking Brenda on my desktop
in a replay of last night's action. I slid
my hand under her panties and caressed the
inside of the cleft of her ass with my
fingertips. I teased the little place
between her ass and her pussy and felt her
squirm with pleasure. I knew she'd be ready
in few more minutes, but I was more than
willing to postpone fucking her while she
sucked my cock.
I was ready to suggest we move on to the
next step when I heard the doorknob turn.
Frantically I tried to pull my hand out of
Brenda's bottom and push her off my cock but
she wouldn't let go. I looked at the door
in a panic and saw Ava standing against the
door, smiling like a cat that just ate the
pet canary.
Brenda pushed me back into my chair and
resumed her activities with my cock. Ava
crossed the room, telling me that she's glad
that Brenda and I got along so well.
Standing behind me, she removed my tie and
unbuttoned my shirt. Brenda helped out by
unbuckling my belt and tugging my pants down
past my hips.
Ava hiked up her skirt and sat on my desk.
Her naked pussy glistened wetly under her
short woolen skirt. Propping her legs on
either side of my head, she invited me to
eat her. Bending so that I don't disturb
Brenda's enthusiastic sucking, I tongued
Ava's cunt. Ava spread her pussy lips with
her fingers, helping me zero in on her erect
clit while keeping her skirt out of the way.
After only a few minutes, however, the
awkward angle made my neck stiff. Raising
my head from Ava's swollen pussy, I told
them that we needed to take this to a more
comfortable venue. The three of us stood
and moved to my office couch. I finished
stripping; trying to fold my clothes so that
I would close to normal after this was all
over. Ava followed suit, taking her smart,
professional outfit off and placing her
things in a neat pile on my desk.
I walked over to them my cock pointing the
way, bobbing with every step. I stood
behind Brenda and started helping Ava
undress the petite blonde. I had her bra
clasp undone and was shifting the lacy cups
when I gasped with surprise. My hands,
gliding over her pert breasts, had
encountered nipple rings in each tit. The
warm metal felt odd against her stiffly
swollen nipple but Brenda obviously enjoyed
the sensation as I flicked them with my
fingers. Seeing where my attention was, Ava
lightly tugged on one of the rings, making
Brenda catch her breath and grind her hips
against mine.
Once we had her clothes off, I led Brenda
over to the overstuffed couch. Laying
Brenda down, I ate her pussy while Ava
played with my hard cock. It was another
awkward position as I stretched my neck to
reach Brenda's pussy while, at the same
time, lifted my hips to make sure Ava could
get at my cock.
Once I'd gotten Brenda's cunt good and wet
with my tongue. I rolled her over and
positioned myself behind her, aiming my hard
cock at her wet, waiting pussy. Ava sat on
the couch arm opposite me, her open legs
showing her dripping twat to Brenda.
Grasping Brenda's hips, I slid my cock into
her buttery depths, pushing her face toward
Ava's cunt. Brenda quickly took the hint
and used her tongue on Ava as skillfully as
she had done on me.
I slowly rocked Brenda's body back and
forth, alternately pushing my cock into her
and letting her tongue taste Ava's sweet
cunt. Brenda's cunt was extremely tight.
The friction against her slick cunt walls
was intense. I felt as if she was squeezing
my cock with each stroke. I felt my shaft
swell and my balls tingle. I couldn't hold
back and I let my cum explode into Brenda's
snug twat. My last strokes drove her face
into Ava's hips.
Despite having blown my load, I was still
stiff. Watching the two women kissing at
the end of the couch, I decided that I
wanted to revisit Ava's sweet cunt. Brenda
helped Ava sit on the couch seat and
maneuvered herself on to Ava's face. Brenda
supported herself on the back of the couch,
her ass almost in my face, giving me a front
row seat as I watched Ava hungrily lap and
suck my seed out of Brenda's cunt. Brenda,
still woozy from cumming, arched her back
and tugged and twisted her nipple rings.
Pushing Ava's legs up to her chest, I put
myself on the floor and dragged her hips
toward mine. With Ava's ass hanging off the
edge of the couch, I entered her roughly and
slammed my dick into her cunt with each
stroke. Ava's hands tightened their grasp
on Brenda's ass and I redoubled my efforts
to make her cum. Suddenly, I saw Ava's
stomach muscles jerk in short, quick spasms.
From underneath Brenda's hips, I heard a
strangled moan.
I was nowhere close to cumming, so I
selfishly continued to pound my cock into
her cunt, ignoring her orgasm. Brenda slid
off Ava's face and started massaging Ava's
clit. I fucked her even more energetically.
Ava became vocal again. "Fuck me 'til I
explode." I responded by driving my cock as
deep into her as I could. "I'm . . . I'm .
. . cummmminnnggg."
She seemed to convulse, thrashing around on
the couch as her orgasm tore through her.
My cock responded as well, blowing my second
load into her. I felt as if my soul had
been sucked out the tip of my cock. My head
spun and I had to lean against the couch for
support. I was breathing as if I'd just run
a race, my body as limp as a dishrag.
As my cock slid out of Ava's steaming cunt,
I seemed to return to the real world. This
wasn't an after-hours tryst, alone in the
office with no one else around. This was
the middle of the day! There were people
sitting just outside my door, for Christ's
sake! I must have had a panic-stricken look
on my face because Brenda leaned down and
kissed me, thrusting her tongue, still
tasting of Ava's juices, into my mouth.
Ava gathered herself and also gave me a kiss
and a smile. The two women then stood and
began dressing, as calmly as can be
imagined, as I sat on my office floor with
my cock still dripping cum.
Ava took charge of the situation. "You'd
better get yourself together. The doors are
soundproof but I can't stop anyone from
knocking." With that, she and Brenda
retired to my private bathroom to freshen
their makeup.
I used my handkerchief to wipe the goo off
my shrinking disk and then threw my clothes
on in a flurry of buttons and cuff links.
Seeing that I was moving once again, Ava
smiled and blew me a kiss from the door.
Setting her "professional look" on her face
once more, she opened the door and led
Brenda back out into the office.
My tie still askew, my shoes untied, my hair
mussed, I sank into my chair and put my head
in my hands. What had I let my dick lead me
into?
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