New Job!

I was in my 3rd week at my new job as director of this mid size company. It looked like everything was going great the people were very nice, and friendly. There was this woman in the accounting department who came by with spread sheets to discuss the figures with me. She was a beautiful looking blonde woman by the name of Wendy. She had a pair of breasts that were unbelievable, won't I love to get my hands and mouth on those babies ummmmm.

Wendy had come into my office a couple of times to review figures with me and she would stand right next to me showing me the figures. As she did this she would "accidentally" rub her breasts up against my arm giving me a hard on until she left. Man o man, after she would leave all I wanted to do was go in the men's room and jerk off.

One night I was working late and thought everyone had left. I heard a slight tapping at my door and when I went to see who it was it was you Wendy, saying you had some additional figures I had to look at. I said I didn't know any one else was working and you said that you had to get these figures done. I said ok come over by the desk so I can see them. I then removed the files I was working on to clear up the top of my desk. You put the spread sheet down and were leaning into me. I could feel your breasts rubbing up against my arm, and I half closed my eyes for a moment welcoming the feel of them. I turned my head and you were bent down and I could smell your neck and all could smell was that fresh clean smell you get when you have stepped out of a hot shower, and didn't it smell great. You caught me sniffing and asked what I was doing and I explained how you smelled so great and how it so often turned me on. You looked at me and then at my crotch and said it did not seem like I had far to go as my hard cock was sticking up, making a rather large bulge in my pants.

You then proceeded to place your hand on my crotch and began rubbing my cock through my pants. You commented that my cock felt nice and awfully hard. I told you that was because of you and I told you how when you came into my office to check figures I had a hard time concentrating after you left. You apologized and I said it was not your fault, at least not entirely.

You leaned down and I started kissing you on your lips and as my tongue touched your lips you parted your lips to allow me to enter. I plunged my tongue into your warm wet silky smooth mouth and was exploring your mouth with my tongue. You pressed your lips around my tongue and began sucking on it. umm that felt good. Almost like having my cock sucked on ummmm.

As I sat in my chair I reached down and began running my hand along your nice shapely leg. I let my hand go higher up your leg until my hand was between your thighs caressing and rubbing them. As I moved my hand across you panties I my hand fall between your legs and noted that you were wearing crotchless panties yummy. When I felt them I looked up at you and you smiled and said "I kind of hoped you would like them."

Yes, yes most definitely. I ran my fingers along your pussy lips and could feel you were getting moist ummm. I then stopped much to your dismay but only long enough to remove your skirt. Then I stood up and proceeded to unbutton your blouse, with a little help from you. I also helped unhook your bra allowing those perfectly melon shaped breasts loose. God they were magnificent ummm. Beautifully shaped with large nipples and areolas those nipples were waiting to be sucked on and I was going to do it.

I embraced you in a hug then turned you around so you were facing away from me. I put my arms under yours and brought my hands up and cupped each breast in one of my hands. I began caressing and squeezing them. You leaned back into me and I could hear you softly moaning in pleasure ummm. I took each of your nipples and began playing with them rolling them between my finger tips until they were fully erect. As I was I doing that I leaned down and began softly and gently kissing you on your neck up to your ear lobe. I took your ear lobe between my lips and began sucking on it like it was one of your nipples ummmm.

I turned you a little side ways to kiss you and run my hand down along your stomach to your panty line. Where I began softly rubbing and caressing this area. Slowly sliding my hand further down until I was at your pussy line. I began caress your pussy running my finger along those lips and I could feel your precum. I then helped you onto the desk so that your legs and feet were hanging over the edge. I held you in a momentary embrace kissing your lips then sliding down to your breasts. I lingered at each one taking your nipple in my mouth and sucking on it greedily. Then playing with your nipples with my tongue running my tongue across your nipple and around your areolas. Ummm.

I pushed you slightly back and continued kissing you between your breasts and down across your stomach stopping at your panty line. I then pushed you gently back so that you were lying on the desk. I then continued kissing you first along one thigh then the other. Until I had reached your pussy, I began kissing your pussy then allowed my tongue to lick along the edge of those pussy lips. I heard you gasp then softly moan, and I glanced up you were playing with your breasts and pulling on the nipples. I then extended my arms under your thighs and cupped your ass in my hands. I leaned my face further between your legs and began to suck on your pussy in earnest. I began plunging my tongue between those lips trying to plunge my tongue in as far as it would go. You were heaving your hips to meet my plunging tongue trying to get it in as far as it would go. You reached down and pulled your lips apart and exposed your wonderful clit. I took your clit in between my lips and began sucking on it and letting my tongue lick around your clit. You then thrust your hips up into my face and climaxed. I began licking your juices off that I could reach and you sat up and licked what I could not reach.

You then got up off the desk and lead me to the couch. You began undressing me, taking my shirt off, and then proceeded to unbuckle and unzip my pants before pulling them down into a bunch at my ankles. I stepped out them and you got down on your knees and reached into my shorts and pulled my hard cock out. You held it softly in your hand and began slowly stroking it, pulling it. you then took the head of my cock in your warm wet silky smooth mouth and began just sucking on the head, driving me crazy, twirling your tongue along the under side of my cock, before plunging it all the way in to your mouth.

God that felt so good. I pulled you away for a second and you were upset but I said I just want to lie on the couch while you work your magic. You agree reluctantly but then hooked your fingers in my waist band and pulled my shorts all the way off. You then put your arms around my waist and hugged me so that my cock was nestled between your breasts and you began sliding my cock between the beautiful melon shaped breasts and kissed me on my stomach before gently pushing me onto the couch. Once I am on the couch you kneel beside the couch so that wonderfully shaped ass of yours is pointed towards my face.

You lean over and take my cock in your hand and begin stroking it again before leaning down and letting my cock enter your mouth ummmmm. As you take my cock in your mouth I let my hand slide onto your ass where begin softly caressing it. You take my cock in further and slowly withdraw it from your mouth but not completely. You then slide it all the way back in and repeat this taking it in and out in and out slowly and I can feel your warm breath on my balls as you are doing this ummm.

I am continuing to caress your ass only now I am sliding my hand down further between your legs and I feel your swollen pussy. I softly let my fingers play with your pussy allowing a finger to glide along and just in between your pussy lips. As I am doing this you are begin to pump my cock faster and faster up and down in and out faster, faster. I am trying to keep up with plunging my finger in and out of your pussy faster and faster. Each time I plunge my finger in you push back to meet my finger.

Just as I am about to burst you stop and turn and give me a kiss and ask me to sit up. I do and you move back a little so that your pussy is directly over my hard cock you then slowly sit down so that my cock enters your soaking wet pussy fully. You then start moving up and down raising your hips and bringing them down on my cock. You continue doing this going faster and faster in and out, in and out and you tell me you are cumming I trust one more time upwards and explode in your pussy just as you are reaching your climax. You then lay back against me and I hold you in an embrace nuzzling at your neck and caressing those wonderful tits. I tell you I think I am going to like working here and you better wear those crotchless panties more often.

-Anonymous

Busted At Work

There was something about working in the office on Saturday mornings that made me horny. Perhaps it was the drudgery of sitting at my computer crunching numbers or tapping out reports for the month-end deadline. Perhaps it was resentment for the boss, Tanner, bubbling under the surface and sublimating into something else. Or perhaps it was just the dank, motionless air, the darkness of the empty offices and the languid shadows that stirred my stony loneliness. But inevitably, by mid-morning, the emotional lump in my heart, that pit of desire, had throbbed outward to my skin and warmed it, turned it lustful and desirous, even as I continued to hammer away at my work.

Tanner, the boss, was rarely there on Saturday -- a relief. He was exacting, overbearing, intimidating and -- hugely successful. In Tannerland, there was only one way to do things -- his way. And there were no boundaries, for everything was his: He might read your mail before you got it, and mark it up with his directions; He might ask why you kept a separate file of your work in your desk; or where you were on your lunch hour. He probed everywhere, and where He probed He questioned, and corrected and set straight. There was no privacy from the probe and, frankly, if we all had not been paid so well, none of us would have worked there. But paid like princes we were, and we marched to Tanner's tune.

He had only one blind spot - computers, and was totally illiterate where they were concerned. This was a matter of great glee to the rest of us, who regularly exchanged emails deriding him, and tittered at how the spell-check regularly wanted to change his name from Tanner to Tamper. He delegated all computer matters to Shirley, a matronly secretary who was only partially computer literate herself.

Mid-morning, last Saturday, that point was almost upon me when the desire between my legs would overtake the discipline of my mind, when I heard some steps and rustling in the hallway. Folks usually don't come in on the weekends, so I knew to be a bit careful. I got up from my desk and peeked out my door. There, down the hall, at a secretary's desk outside Tanner's corner office, a young, red-haired woman was looking through a file folder. The light streamed in from the window behind her, and I could see her young, lithe body outlined beneath a flimsy shift.

She had perky breasts and a round behind, skin white as milk with a spray of pinkish freckles across her nose. She moved with the jerky aplomb of a young woman who thinks she's just learned about everything, as she put the folder down on the desk and turned to the cabinet to take out another. I realized quickly that she was looking at personnel files - Shirley, the secretary - had left early on Friday and apparently had failed to lock the cabinet.

The young woman took out another file and placed it on the desk before her, then sat down. So intent on her reading was she that she was oblivious to my stealthily slipping down the hall.

She began to do something that I'd never seen before, something unbelievable. She first raised her left hand to her right breast, and began caressing the nipple. I could see it harden beneath the thin fabric, and as it did, she squeezed it between her index finger and thumb. Then she pinched it a bit, rubbed the breast with her entire hand, and pinched again, hard, twisting the nipple a bit. I imagined the tip of it getting harder and redder as she worked it, and the downy hairs on her breasts standing up while the backs of her legs turned to goose bumps. In the meantime, her other hand slipped between her legs. I watched as her fingers pulled back the dress, and the hand worked in a circular motion between her legs.

Already my cock had gotten thick in my jeans, and I was stroking the tip of it through them. It was throbbing and straining, and I could feel a small drop of wetness at its tip. As she worked one hand on her breast and the other on her crotch, I increased the pace of the strokes on my dick, which was pushing mercilessly against my underwear. I imagined slipping it between those white thighs, up that skirt and into the wet recesses of her pussy.

But of course I couldn't do that.

I had a better idea. I slipped my hand into my jeans and pushed my dick down to where it wouldn't be obvious.

Then I stepped out of the office and purposefully strode down the hall toward her. I cleared my throat loudly. The young woman immediately dropped her hands, closed the folder and gasped. Then she stood up, as she turned and saw me. Her face turned red.

"What do you think you're doing here?" I demanded in a strict voice.

"Oh! You must be Mr. Tanner," she said pertly. "I'm Jennifer. I'm a friend of Shirley's, the secretary? You know she had to leave early yesterday, and she asked me to bring her home some files to work on so they'd be ready Monday."

Why, she thought I was Tanner I'll never know. But it gave me a plausible opening and I decided to play the role. "Let me see that file," I demanded. She handed it over demurely. It was a personnel file for Stacy, a slutty tramp who worked in Receivables. There were some rumors that Stacy was into cybersex and that Shirley had tipped off Tanner, who was going to lower the boom, soon. I glanced in the file she'd been reading. Then I understood. My next move was obvious.

"I can just gather up the files Shirley needed and get out of here. She wanted to make sure you had everything for Monday," she said. Her initial perkiness was gone. I could see that she was getting nervous. Her face was fully flushed, and both of her nipples were standing out prominently.

"This won't do," I said. "These are confidential personnel files. There is no way they can leave this office. You're obviously up to something. Come into my office," I directed.

I stepped into Tanner's corner office, and motioned her to sit on his black leather sofa. Then standing in front of her, I handed her the file she had had and told her to open it.

"Is this what you were reading?" I demanded.

She hesitated. "I guess so." she said, lamely.

"And what is it?"

"It's some kind of email printout, I guess."

"And it's to an employee of this company, isn't it?"

"I guess so. I really don't know about these things." She was acting much more innocent than she was.

"Well, Jennifer, I think you know more than you let on. Shirley knows not to take personnel files out of here, so you must be up to something else. But we'll get to that later. Now is this what you were reading at her desk?"

"I guess so," she said quietly. She was breathing quickly and shallowly, clearly afraid.

"Let's find out. Why don't you read it to me aloud?"

"You mean?" Her voice trailed off and her eyes welled with tears.

"It's good enough to read to yourself, isn't it?" I growled. She just looked at me. "Then it's good enough to read aloud. And if you don't want to get in trouble for breaking and entering and trespassing, you'll read it."

"I guess so," she said. And then she started to read:

Sex is the most intimate form of communication that two people can have, and something that I've always strongly believed in. When I learned that I was an exhibitionist, it just strengthened this belief. Let me tell you about an example.

As you know, I prefer to travel alone because a companion would inhibit my exhibitionistic adventures. Last year, in Paris, I decided to attend the ballet, which performs at the old Opera Garnier - the old magnificent opera house that in recent times is most famous for the Phantom but that has a distinguished and renowned history as the home of the Paris opera company (which has since moved on to new quarters) and is now the home of the ballet. Unlike modern theaters, when the house is full, it has seats that fold down into the aisles, so that once the performance starts, there is simply no way for anyone to leave until the intermission.

I dressed up in a sheer silk blouse with, of course, no bra and a very short leather skirt that rode up my thighs when I sat down. I had an orchestra seat, midway back in the theatre, with a very handsome man to my left and an older woman on my right. The man to my left, who appeared to be with his wife, had noticed me when I sat down, and as the curtain rose and the lights went down, I could see him eyeing my primly crossed legs. The house was packed, and the folding seats went down, with the last of the audience sitting in them.

As the ballet started, I shifted back and forth in my seat. Each time I did so, my skirt rode further up my thighs; the man to my left watched closely as the hemline rose, bit by bit. The ballet proceeded, and midway through the first act, I unbuttoned the top button of my blouse, so that the man to my left had a generous view of my breasts. He glanced over, and his eyes fixed on my nipples. I knew I had established a connection, an intimate connection with a complete stranger, someone who perhaps did not even speak my own language. Yet there was a thread between us of the most primal kind, a teather through which was signaled our most basic urges. Just knowing this was like having ice pressed to my breasts, and my nipples responded, becoming erect and pressing against the raw silk of my blouse. I turned my head slightly in his direction and caught his eye; I let the corners of my mouth turn up in a slight smile. He blushed and looked away, back at the performance. I raised my right hand to my left breast and touched the nipple, then squeezed it; then I rubbed the entire breast, then squeezed and twisted the nipple once again. I could see the man was watching me out of the corner of his eye. A lump had appeared in his pants, and he adjusted his coat and program so that his wife would not see.

I reached into my bag and secretly took out a small, white vibrator. I first made sure the man to my left saw it, and then, holding it in my left hand, I placed it between my legs and inched it up my inner thighs. The tip of the vibrator was warm and gentle but silently humming. My skirt slipped up further, and I could just touch my clitoris with the tip of the vibrator. I placed it lightly on the top of my clit, and then drew it down slowly between my labia, then back up again, ever so slowly. Then back down again, and up. Each time it reached the top, I would slowly circle my clit with the warm tip. I was very wet, and my juices flooded between my legs.

The man to my left had grown a huge hard-on in his suit pants, and he had built a kind of little tent with his ballet program and coat to conceal it from his wife. With his right hand he was stroking his dick through his pants with the same rhythm that I was stroking my clitoris. And it was all in time to the music of the orchestra! There we were, two strangers, dancing a ballet of closest intimacy amid a crowd of strangers. I slipped down further in the seat, so that he could see the lips of my pussy and the little dildo working up and down my crack, and around and around my clit, which was now huge and engorged. I spread my legs a bit more, and slid the tip of the dildo inside me, then pulled it out. Then I raised it again, caressing the pink, swollen lips of my crack, and then pressing the humming pecker down hard on my hungry clit. Once again I took the tip down and pushed it inside me, this time a bit further than the last, like a hot cock pushed in up to the rim.

The man to my left was now gripping his cock firmly in his fist through his pants, rhythmically jerking on it as I slid the vibrator in and out. The darkness shrouded his actions, and the rest of the audience were oblivious to our play. His eyes were averted in my direction, so that every stroke he took mimicked mine; I could read his mind and heart, I knew that he was with me, fucking me in his fantasy, and I knew that he was reading my mind, knowing that I was fucking him, consuming his swollen cock inside my hungry pussy, pressing my hot clitoris against his pelvis.

I caught the man's eye, and smiled at him. The intensity of the vibrator was overcoming me, as beads of sweat broke out on my brow. My clit was hard as a rock, and I could stand it no longer. I thrust the dildo into me, up to the hilt, while with the other hand I rubbed my clit furiously. I clenched my teeth together to keep from screaming as I came, fucking myself furiously. Suddenly my whole body shuddered as the climax passed through me. The man to my left was in a spasm, as the orchestra crashed down with a thunderous finale to the first act. And then, as the lights came up, he turned to me and smiled.

She stopped, closed the file folder and looked up at me from Tanner's couch. Her nipples were hard and pointing out; her legs were slightly spread. Here dark riveted themselves on mine, and her lips parted slightly. The tip of her tongue, barely visible, ran along her lower lip. I unbuckled my belt, and pulled down my jeans and underwear, revealing my hardened cock. I stepped forward to her, and she took it in her hand. Then she looked upward at me and placed the underside of it, just beneath the head, on her lips, and nibbled at it gently with her teeth. Her mouth then ran down the shaft to my balls and back up again. She took the head in her mouth and ran her tongue around the rim, then took it out again, sliding down the back side of the shaft with the tip of her tongue. Reaching the base, she bent down and forward, and sucked my balls all the way in to her hot, wet mouth. I was ready to come at that moment, ready to shoot my wad all over Tanner's pretty black couch, but I restrained myself, and placed my hand on her head. Gently I pushed her back on the couch.

Instinctively, she lay all the way back and lifted her legs high into the air, exposing her open pussy to me. Her clitoris was already hard and exposed and her labia were engorged and red. I got on my knees and brought my face close to her; then with my fingers I spread the lips to expose the pearl of her clit, and blew lightly on and around it. Then I took the very tip of my tongue and teased it gently, daring it to grow bigger and harder. I flicked my tongue quickly back and forth across the uppermost part of it, then drew back and blew again on it.

I spread her lips wider, opening her crack all the way, and drew my tongue down from the clitoris slowly to the warm crevice of her vagina; then I went back up and back down again. At the bottom, I stuck my tongue into her gently and slowly fucked her hole with my tongue. She struggled and moaned; then I raised up and went back to her clit. Now I took it all the way into my hot mouth, with as much of her inner labia as I could, and flicked my tongue back and forth over the hot little button.

She cried out and thrust her legs out as she came; and came; and came. Then she pulled me up to her by my hair, grabbed my ass and thrust my hard cock into her wet, warm pussy. I pounded her with my pelvis as our mouths met and our tongues explored each others throats. I came almost immediately, flooding her young body with my hot seed. She felt my spasm and pulled me closer, jamming my knob into her as far as it would go. And then it was quiet. We held each other, drenched with sweat, panting in unison, the room smelling of sex. Perhaps we dozed a bit, perhaps we dreamed; it seemed a long time passed.

Then I got up, as did she. We dressed quickly and in silence. My mind was spinning with what I should say. I wanted to see her again, I wanted to have this experience again but I was, of course, Tanner, as far as she was concerned. I decided I would come clean and tell her who I was. Surely she was as pleased as I.

Then she surprised me. She picked up the file folder from the floor and retrieved the email message. She tore it into tiny pieces, which she then dropped into her purse. And then she said, "Mr. Tanner, I don't think you want to make any trouble for my friend Shelly with her emails, now do you? They tell me sexual harassment is a big hassle. You don't want to find out, do you? So maybe you can just put her folder back in the cabinet. You'll forget about that investigation of her for sending dirty emails on the company's computer, and I'll forget about what just happened. Deal?"

I was stunned. Before I could respond, she had dropped the folder in front of me, turned and disappeared. I picked it up, ambled out into the hall, put it back in the file cabinet and then locked it. I walked down the hall to my office.

Then I shuddered a bit. If Tanner was in fact investigating Shelly, the probe would go on, my tryst with Jennifer would be exposed, and...well, it got too complicated to think about.

It took me another hour or so to finish up my work, and in the meantime, I stopped by Tanner's office to make sure there were no telltale signs of bodily fluids on his couch or the lingering smell of sex. Then, as I was just packing up to leave, I heard footsteps in the hallway. At first, I thought perhaps Jennifer was back. But then I noticed they had a familiar ring, and in a moment, Tanner's familiar, unpleasant face appeared in my doorway.

"Paul, I'm glad you're here," he said. "You know, I want you to do something. I'm not terribly good at this computer stuff -- I know you guys send emails about Tanner and Tamper -- and Shirley was telling me that some of the employees have been using the company computer for improper purposes. But she found something yesterday that apparently was so gross she had to leave early. You know Shirley, she's rather straightlaced." I imagined, briefly, matronly Shirley running home and stroking herself off!

Tanner paused, and lifted the silvered glass globe that resided on my desk to his eyes. I could see the reflection, distorted as though he were in a fun house, turning his face into a mask. He continued, "In any event, I was wondering if you could look into it - I'll make sure you get access to everyone's passwords so you can read their email - and then give me a full report. I don't want any hanky panky around this place! You have my support, Paul - go in there and probe away, and tell me what's happening and what we should do!"

With that he turned and disappeared. I leaned back in my chair, placing both hands behind my head, basking in a brief moment of smugness.

“I'll get right on it Tanner!” I yelled down the hall.

-Glimmerman

Office Surprise

It was a quiet Saturday afternoon around the office, only Michelle had made the conscious decision to come in on the weekend to finish up some work from the previous week. The only thing that kept her company was the dull hum of the computers and the hushed racket of the printer from the other room running off some reports that were due on Monday. Although she was supposed to be focused on work, she couldn’t keep the mental images of James from swimming in and out of her already racked brain.

James is the man that Michelle is in love with. They recently went from being secret lovers to a couple following the break up with her long time boyfriend Mark. She couldn’t be happier being with James and not having to hide it. It’s was what she wanted for almost a year but was too afraid to ruin something she already had going good with Mark. But the time came and realization hit her full force in the heart, telling her to take a chance, a chance that was definitely worth it.

Michelle decided to take a walk around the office to stretch her legs a bit after she had been sitting at her desk all morning. She gazed into the empty offices as she passed them and wondered, as she frequently did during the week, what it would be like to occupy those rooms instead of her own. Michelle decided to enter one of them and take a seat in the seemingly comfortable looking chair. As she relaxed more and more into the cushions she slowly drifted into a daydream that was long overdue. Closing her eyes, she imagined James removing his clothes as he walked towards her, looking more enticing than ever before. While she imagined him carefully climbing on top of her, Michelle gradually crept her hand down her stomach and continued until she reached the outskirts of her pants. She managed to unbutton them while keeping her eyes shut maintaining the image of James on her lap, caressing her face and kissing her neck gently. Slipping her hand little by little between the softness of her skin and seam of her panties, she could feel the fabric already moistened with her flowing juices. Out of the blue she heard a creaking noise coming from outside the unfamiliar office door, and when she opened her eyes she was startled to see James positioned outside the cracked door. She let out an audible gasp followed by a smirk that silently invited James to enter the room. He never took his eyes off of her as he took his time making his way around the desk, so he could take in all of her glory. James placed a hand on the back of the chair and spun it around so Michelle was facing him. He gazed down into her eyes as he reached for her hands, gently pulling her up to meet his stare. Placing a hand on each side of her beautiful face, he greeted her with a gentle kiss on her moist pink lips. As he broke contact with her mouth, a grin emmerged on his gorgeous face and he began to speak, “Just couldn’t wait for me could you?” He watched her lips move into position to form the words she was about to verbalize, “On the contrary, I was just warming up for you.” And with the last word she spoke, she placed her hand on his chest and ushered him somewhat forcefully backwards until his back met her coworker’s wall.

She suddenly remembered that the cleaning people came on Saturdays, but couldn’t recall exactly what time. Tossing the notion aside, she concentrated on the task at hand; if only she could be this focused on her work. With her pants still unbuttoned and her pink cotton thong peeking out from the opening in her jeans, she ran her hand down James’ chest all the way to his most obvious growing lower region. Michelle gave him a tantalizing smile and spoke once more, “Oh, I didn’t realize I was expecting such a big package to arrive today, lucky me.” James returned that same smile that made her weak in the knees and she knew before he could utter the words that she was to be the recipient. With that, she began to unwrap the not so surprise that was waiting inside. When she was finally looking at the contents, she smiled as she slid his pants down to his knees. James grabbed her shoulders and directed them towards the desk and sat down on the edge. Michelle leaned against him and teased him for a few moments, kissing the radius of his neck, putting slight pressure on his pelvic region with hers.

She couldn’t wait to encounter this new experience with her lover; it was all so exciting and fresh to be making love in an unfamiliar and almost forbidden location. At first she just hovered around his lips, feeling his slightly accelerated, warm breath on her face, still grinding her hips against his southern territory; an area that was just asking to be explored. Michelle could feel James’ hands wandering down her sides to locate her still unbuttoned jeans. Pulling them down past the brim of her panties, he caught a glimpse of what looked like an image of a rose on the front of the fabric. Telling himself to look into that later, he continued pulling them down along with the mystery panties till he heard them hit the ground. He began to caress the outside of her thigh, noticing how soft it was and clearly recently shaved. Stroking James’ nipples with her tongue, Michelle raised her left leg and rested it on the desk. Now that she was no longer burdened by her pants, she was free to have her fortress stormed by James’ stead. And with that thought, she allowed James to plunge his stiffness smoothly into her. Gasping loudly, Michelle used her leg strength to maneuver her pelvis back and forth against him.

Michelle and James were much too engulfed in pleasing each other that they did not notice a third person standing in the doorway. But Michelle happened to see in her peripherals a glimpse of a familiar looking cart, accompanied by a familiar looking woman. The cleaning lady had arrived. She seemed to me mesmerized and not at all taken aback by what she was witnessing. A few minutes that seemed like hours passed with the squat Spanish lady peering at the two of them engaged in such passion. Michelle managed to speak in between her spouts of moaning and breathing heavily, “Sorry, Lina, we’re just giving you something to clean.” Lina’s eyes widened slightly when she realized she was caught, and she bustled off in the direction of what looked like the front doors. Michelle’s guess was confirmed when she heard the doors slam shut.

What may have been a set back to some, only made Michelle even more stimulated and steamed up. She peeled herself off of James’ front side, spun around and threw herself over the other desk. Looking over her shoulder at James, she gave a little nod of encouragement which sent him flying towards her and entering her from behind. After he pierced her flesh with his rod, he reached around to cup her dangling bags of heaven in his hand and commenced the massaging. The desk was moving slightly forward with every thrust from James’ strong force. This sent Michelle over the edge and she couldn’t help but scream out his name. Together they moaned and gasped for air as they simultaneously climaxed. James gradually slowed down his rhythm and eventually came to a stop, placing his hands on the desk for support and collapsing onto her back, still inside her.

They stayed like this for a few moments while they both caught their breath. Michelle started to push herself up off the desk, peeling pieces of paper off her sticky arms. She turned to face James and gave him a light peck on the mouth while she took a handful of his plump ass in her hand. Michelle crumpled into the desk chair and closed her eyes for a minute. When her breath finally slowed to a normal rhythm she opened her eyes to find an empty room. She hastily looked around to find everything in its place, and much to her surprise she was fully dressed. It all seemed so real; she replayed the recent events in her head quickly and suddenly realized she had fallen asleep. A vibration in her pocket told her that her cell phone was ringing. When she picked it up and greeted the caller, a male voice echoed back, “Hey baby, getting much work done?” To which she replied, “Yeah...I have one last thing to get done, but that will have to wait till I get home.”

-Kayleigh

Late Night While The Patients Sleep

It had been a quiet evening working on the rehab floor. One of those nights where there’s plenty of time for chat with co-workers. Michelle and I had been working the floor together this evening and a few conversations had gone a bit naughty.

Michelle was always fun to work with and I enjoyed her dark humor. But as well as funny she was a lovely woman, chestnut brown hair came down her back and a beautiful face. She had lovely brown eyes and the most beautiful full lips. Oh I do love nice lips. And I had fantasized about them more then once. Michelle had a very perky set of C breasts and had a habit of showing a bit of cleavage. But her best asset was that ass. It was rounded and perfect size. I bulged in my pants whenever my eyes lingered upon it for too long.

It was about 2 am. All the Patients were sleeping and things had gone quiet. Michelle and Cindy a nurse from another floor had been chatting, while I was writing in a chart. I overheard them giggling about something and looked up to see them both looking at me. I felt a bit if a blush inside wondering what they were saying.

Soon Cindy headed back to her own floor and Michelle’s eyes fixed upon me. She asked me if I would help her move a piece of gear in the storage room so she could get to the supplies behind it. I rose from my chair and walked behind her to the storage room, all the while my eyes cast upon her lovely ass.

When we arrived at the room she pointed at a heavy old machine that nobody used anymore and asked me to move it. I walked towards the machine when I heard the door close. I turned to see Michelle standing in front of it smiling. She allowed a little pause in the air before she spoke. “I saw the supervisor sleeping in her office,” she said with a grin. Suddenly I felt my pulse rise and my breath quicken. The passion of the moment was upon me. And the risk of getting caught had added to the excitement.

My cock bulged in my pants as she pulled me towards her in a passionate kiss. Her tongue probed my mouth as her soft hair fell upon my shoulder. She ran her soft gentle hands and lovely long fingers up and down my body. “Oh I knew you would feel good,” Michelle said. Then she stared at me with sex in her eyes. Her pupils enlarged with the passion. And suddenly she shoved me away from her grinning.

She walked to the back of the room slid off her scrub bottoms revealing a lovely pair of tan firm legs that I had never seen. Then she popped open her blouse revealing a wonderful firm tummy and a very hot black bra. Michelle sat upon a cot in the back of the room and summoned me with the come hither finger. Her legs dangled off the cot slightly open revealing a well shaven pussy.

I stood between her legs and kissed her deeply. Then glided my tongue over her chin and down her soft throat. She sighed in a deep breath and let out a very sexy little squeak as I slid my tongue into her cleavage. Reaching behind her I popped her bra open and revealed her lovely round breasts. I stepped back and cupped them feeling them roll in my hands. I wet my thumbs in her mouth and tickled her nipples feeling them rise. Michelle was smiling with passion.

She rose from the cot and tore off my scrub top. Her hands all over my chest she suckled my nipples with her lovely full mouth. It was wonderful and my cock wanted to burst in my pants. Then she pulled the drawstring on my scrub pants and dropped them to the floor. She took my cock in her hand rolling it back and forth a bit. She looked up to me smiling with desire. Then Michelle slid those sweet lips over my cock allowing her tongue to undulate and caress the bottom. It was pure delight as she sucked it up and down swallowing almost all of it. Her hand clenched upon my abs she withdrew just before my cum burst in her mouth.

Michelle climbed back onto the cot and spread her legs open. I leaned down and slid my tongue inside her pussy. I probed as deeply as I could and I could hear her breathe deep as I slid it in. She lay back on the cot as I licked her clit faster and harder. She became wet and warm in my mouth as she came. Her head tossing back and forth, her body stiffened and almost pushed me away. She drew in a long breath and let it out with a moan as she sat up.

“You ready?” She said. Oh was I ever. She again opened her legs letting her lovely legs dangle. Michelle grabbed my ass and pulled me into her thighs. My cock penetrated her and I thrust it deep into her as deep as I could. I was out of control with passion. She let out a moan and I gently placed my hand over her mouth with a “Shhh”. She smiled realizing she was getting noisy as I began to pump in her deep. She wrapped her legs around me and raised her ass up off the cot.

I wanted to bend her over so I could feel her wonderful round ass against my thighs but she smelled wonderful and I couldn’t let go. Suddenly she began to suckle my nipples and I felt my control waning. I grasped her closely and breathed in the wonderful smell of her sweat and perfume as I buried my face into her hair and pressed my face against the side of hers. Both our faces moist with sweat. I pressed my body even closer to her as I came inside her deep and hard. I felt waves of pleasure wash over me, starting from the top of my head and working down through my entire body. She let out a little moan as she felt my hot juice squirt into her. Our bodies moving together until it was over.

I lay with her as long as I dare, smelling her wonderful hair and feeling her body next to mine. Enjoying the moment of satisfaction that comes right after great sex. Nothing is more personal.

On our way back to the floor we walked past the supervisors office. Yep still sleeping. Michelle just smiled and let out a little giggle.

-Charles

Shoe Store Surprise

When I first got married I was still somewhat shy and dressed rather conservatively but my husband was much more outgoing and kept asking me to dress in a fashion that would show off my body. I have quite large breasts (36D) with dark areolas and long thick nipples, a flat stomach and very thick dark hair on my mound.

I quickly found that I had a very naughty side to me and it excited me to know other men and women were seeing more and more of my body as I became more daring in the type of clothes I wore. I also found that it made my husband very horny whenever I would let somebody else see my breasts or hairy mound.

One weekend we had gone away to another city and my husband suggested I wear a loose top with no bra and a full short skirt with no panties and we could go to a local shopping mall where I could flash people while he watched. Dressed in this outfit I found that when I leaned over a counter my top dropped open so much that the person standing on the other side could see all the way down to my nipples.

I visited a number of different counters and let the sales people who waited on me see my full breasts and rock hard nipples and every time I caught one of them looking it would make my pussy tingle. Seeing these strangers looking at my breasts had made my husband very horny and he told me that he had found a shoe store that had just a young sales guy in it and I should go try on some shoes. I knew he wanted me to flash my hairy pussy to a stranger so I agreed and told him to wait for me and I would tell him all about it when I got back.

I went into the store and asked the young man if I could try on some shoes and leaned way over to point out the ones I wanted to try giving him a very clear view of my breasts and nipples. He readily agreed and seated me in a chair and then sat on a stool right in front of me, placing my foot on the pad. I moved my legs apart a little to see what his reaction would be and sure enough I saw him sneaking peeks up my dress to my panty-less crotch. I asked him if he liked what he saw and he said yes but he would certainly like to see more.

I told him he was rather a cheeky young man but I would show him more if he would promise to just look and not touch. He immediately agreed so I draped my legs over the arms of the chair and pulled my skirt up to my waist which fully exposed my hairy wet pussy to him. He asked me to rub my clit while he watched so I started masturbating right in front of this complete stranger and it made me so hot I couldn't help but pull down the front of my blouse and start playing with my breasts and nipples while fingering myself with my other hand.

I told him since I was masturbating for him I wanted to see him jack off and when he was ready to cum I wanted him to shoot it on my hairy mound. He quickly unzipped his pants and pulled out a very large and hard cock, it looked like it was at least 9" long and extremely thick, the head looked like a large plum and his balls hung very low and looked swollen.

We were very fortunate that no other customers came in because there I was completely exposed masturbating like crazy while the young man was kneeling right between my legs jacking off like mad. I reached my climax first and just as I was in the throes of a huge climax the young man shot one stream of hot cum on my hand and mound and then flexed his hips forward and drove his pulsing cock full length into my spasming pussy.

I tried to push him away but he just kept pumping his cock in and out of me and shooting stream after stream of hot cum deep inside me and also leaned his head down and was sucking on one of my rock hard nipples at the same time. By the time both of us had finished climaxing my pussy was so full of his cum that when he pulled out it leaked out and down between my cheeks.

I told him he was a very naughty boy as he had promised to just look but if he would get me a towel to clean up I would forgive him. He straightened himself up and after getting a damp towel insisted on cleaning me up and gently wiped the cum from my pussy and hairy mound and even tucked my breasts back into my blouse.

When I got back to my husband he immediately wanted to know what I had done all the time I was in the shoe store. I didn't want to tell him about the young man cumming in my pussy so I just said I had let him look at my breasts and hairy mound. This made my husband real horny and he took me back to our room and immediately slipped his cock into me, luckily he was so hot that he didn't notice how gooey and loose my pussy was and after just a little while he shot his load into my already full pussy.

He was still real horny and moved down between my legs and started licking and sucking on my gaping hole and sucked all the cum out, his and the young man's. I felt terrible not telling him he was eating another man's cum as well as his own but just kept quite and let him suck me clean.

To this day I still haven't told him what happened in the shoe store.

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