The Office, Part 1
This origianlly started as a short story for a very hot and horny friend of mine. It has turned into an amazing labor of sexually frustrated erections. So, hopefully everyone will actually fight through this first part and deem it worthy enough for me to get to the major kinky sex parts. Please feel free to read and comment on my story, writing technique (or lack thereof), or pacing. It is a fine line, I don't want this story to just be a porno, where two people walk on and start fucking, but I almost feel like there is too much information stealing play time from the hot sex bits. let me know how you feel about this and I will try to adjust my style accordingly.
It had been the week from hell. There had been so much happening it was a wonder that I had remembered to put pants on each morning, and while I am usually a happy and cheerful person, the strain of the long week had made me frustrated and abrupt with the people under me. Today I was sitting through a string of meetings until lunch time, then one more meeting and I was done for the day. I had somehow made it through the first few meetings without shouting at anyone or needing to be restrained, so I was happy when I realized there would only be one more meeting before lunch.
I was sitting in the conference room looking over the stacks of papers and reports I had gathered for today’s meetings when Tom came in with someone else. I stood to greet them and caught my breath, standing next to Tom was a stunning woman. She was about 5’4”, with gorgeous breasts that strained against the black button down shirt she wore under her grey suit, her tits had to be 36D. The matching skirt she wore was knee length with a three inch slit revealing her left knee. She wore dark stockings and sexy sling back pumps. Her hair was pulled up and revealed the creamy skin of her neck that almost cried out to be kissed and licked. Tom’s introduction brought me out of my fascinated stare.
“Matthew, may I introduce Anne. She has been working with out legal department as a consultant for a week or so. Her input has been invaluable.” Tom croaked, almost literally. Tom was so old that people used to joke he had built the historic location in which our offices were contained. He would laugh about it, but not too hard, just in case.
I extended my hand, “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you,” I said honestly, I had heard through the company grapevine that the consultant we had brought in was smoking hot, and had shut down any sexual advances from any guys brave enough to approach her. Gossip had invariably started up that she was a lesbian, mainly to cover the bruised egos of the men. I had it on good authority that she had turned away a woman or two as well.
“Likewise Matthew, I have heard a lot about you from the people here, I am glad we finally get to meet.” She took my hand and flashed a smile that would have been worth all of Tom’s Viagra combined, and I returned it, trying to mask the obvious arousal the meeting had caused me. I motioned towards the large conference table, “we have a few minutes before people start showing up,” I said, “there should be about ten of us here, so grab a seat while you can.”
I still had all my paperwork at my place, so trying to choose a different location without being painfully blatant would have been impossible, so I just had to hope Anne would pick a chair near me. She walked slowly past my chair giving me a great view of her body in motion as I moved to my seat. She bypassed the chairs next to mine and rounded the table, choosing the chair directly across from me. “Not the best,” I thought, “but could be worse.”
Tom shuffled behind Anne and gave me a wink, probably to indicate he did in fact have his Viagra with him in case the need arose. Tom was the dirty old man at the office that no one believed could be so dirty. He was also one of the few sources of complete comedy relief for me throughout my day. They sat and began shuffling their papers, organizing them into a coherent order when all of a sudden Tom picked his head up from his stack. “Anne, did you bring the papers about the term extensions?” he asked; I had no idea what term the papers would be referring to, nor if extending the term would be a good or bad thing, so I decided to keep my mouth shut.
“No, Tom, I didn’t… I am sorry, I will run back and grab them.” She said, rising slightly from her chair.
“No worry my dear,” Tom said with an ancient smile, “I know right where they are, and my office is locked anyway. I will be back in two shakes.” I had always wondered what interval of time that euphemism referred to; I tried to figure it out instead of staring at Anne’s glorious breasts. They were pulling against the material of her blouse and the buttons seemed to be working hard to hold them back.
“Oh thank you Tom, you are such a sweetheart,” She flashed the smile again and Tom’s life expectancy dropped a few months. He rose from the table and shuffled out of the conference room. “He is such a nice man,” Anne said after he had left “A little randy at times though.” She giggled and winked at me. I chuckled as I leaned back in my chair.
Having finished organizing her papers Anne pulled a pen from out of her hair and began twirling it between two fingers, making a blur of white and black pen cap. Suddenly the pen flew from her grasp and skittered across the conference table, I was almost able to catch it before it dropped, but it bounced off my palm and landed on the floor. “Oh shoot,” Anne said, dropping her hands into her lap. “Could you get that for me? I am such a klutz today.”
“No problem.” I responded, as I pushed my chair back to give myself room to bend over. As I reached down for the pen I took the opportunity to take a look at her legs. They were firm and toned… and spread wide open. I was shocked, I looked up to see her thighs spread as far as the chair would allow, one of Anne’s hands had pulled her skirt up to her waist and the other had buried the middle finger two knuckles deep into her bare pussy. She was wearing no panties and was visibly wet, even in the low light under the table.
I sat back up, my cock straining after the surprise show I had been afforded. Anne smiled right at me and asked if I liked what I saw. “How could I say no?” I asked as I handed her pen back to her.
“You couldn’t.” she said huskily, smoothing out her skirt with the hand that had been holding it up and taking the pen. Her other hand sat in her, once more, covered lap.
Tom returned with the paperwork he had been looking for and brought with him a few people he had met in the halls who were supposed to be in the meeting. Introductions were made all around, and I noticed Anne shook hands using the fingers that had, just minutes ago, been buried into her dripping pussy. After everyone sat down she looked right at me and winked with a wicked grin on her face.
I would have blocked out the meeting anyway, but the image of Anne’s trimmed, soaking wet pussy kept playing over and over in my mind. Periodically I would have to make some kind of comment, though I probably could have told them anything and the meeting would have gone on normally. About half an hour into the meeting I felt something brush up against my leg. I looked across the table to see Anne looking straight at me with half closed eyes and a wide grin. I could feel her stocking-ed foot running up my calf and against my thigh. I pulled my chair closer to the table to allow her foot to get all the way up to my cock, which had been unsuccessfully trying to forget the sight of Anne’s pussy under the table. She nestled her heel in against my balls and used the ball of her foot to stroke up and down the length of my hard dick, pressing against is gently as her stroking continued through the meeting. The only pause she made was briefly when someone in the meeting asked her a question about some kind of alternative form of dispute resolution.
The meeting wrapped up shortly after and Anne was forced to take her foot away from my, now incredibly stiff, cock. We all rose and shook hands, glad for the chance to get out of the stifling conference room. I was afraid everyone would notice the exceptional bulge in my pants, but everyone seemed to be just as anxious to leave the room as I was. I waited outside the door for Anne to come out. Tom was close behind her as she came out with a tight lipped smile and a sexy swagger in her hips. Tom and I made small talk about the meeting as Anne stood quietly to one side, barely acknowledging either of our presences. Tom turned to her and put out his hand, “It has been a pleasure working with you Anne.” I realized that today would be Anne’s last day as our consultant. The meeting we had just gone through was the culmination of all her work here and had been presented by everyone but her. Tom excused himself to go to lunch and as I looked again at Anne I felt someone else put their hand on my back.
“Matt, I am heading to a long lunch, is that alright?” It was my secretary, Lucy. I smiled, she was a wonderful and gorgeous woman who had helped me on many occasions.
“Of course Lucy,” I said with a smile, “take as long as you need.” Lucy was, before Anne, the most sought after piece of ass in the office. She was drop-dead gorgeous and feisty as hell. I watched her leave for lunch swinging her hips under the medium length skirt she wore. I had completely forgotten about Anne until she politely cleared her throat. I jumped and began to stammer an apology.
“Do you think she is attractive?” Anne asked, ignoring the pathetic attempt to cover my starring.
“Very much,” I responded, unable to hide the fact that Anne’s attentions during the meeting had left a lasting effect on my dick. “but she is a colleague and could do far better than me.” I chuckled softly.
“Well, then it is a shame that we are colleagues I guess.” Anne’s mischievous smile had returned.
“Speaking of which, do you have plans for lunch? It would be a shame to let you leave the office without at least taking you for something to eat.”
“I didn’t have anything planned.” She responded. “I would love something to eat.”
“Well, come into my office for a minute while I get myself organized.” I said, gesturing the way to my office. She took the lead and headed past Lucy’s desk through the door to my spacious office.
She turned as I closed the door behind me, “You have a very nice office Matthew, one could do a lot in here.”
Hope you enjoyed the beginning of a long story. I will continue if enough people want me to.
It had been the week from hell. There had been so much happening it was a wonder that I had remembered to put pants on each morning, and while I am usually a happy and cheerful person, the strain of the long week had made me frustrated and abrupt with the people under me. Today I was sitting through a string of meetings until lunch time, then one more meeting and I was done for the day. I had somehow made it through the first few meetings without shouting at anyone or needing to be restrained, so I was happy when I realized there would only be one more meeting before lunch.
I was sitting in the conference room looking over the stacks of papers and reports I had gathered for today’s meetings when Tom came in with someone else. I stood to greet them and caught my breath, standing next to Tom was a stunning woman. She was about 5’4”, with gorgeous breasts that strained against the black button down shirt she wore under her grey suit, her tits had to be 36D. The matching skirt she wore was knee length with a three inch slit revealing her left knee. She wore dark stockings and sexy sling back pumps. Her hair was pulled up and revealed the creamy skin of her neck that almost cried out to be kissed and licked. Tom’s introduction brought me out of my fascinated stare.
“Matthew, may I introduce Anne. She has been working with out legal department as a consultant for a week or so. Her input has been invaluable.” Tom croaked, almost literally. Tom was so old that people used to joke he had built the historic location in which our offices were contained. He would laugh about it, but not too hard, just in case.
I extended my hand, “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you,” I said honestly, I had heard through the company grapevine that the consultant we had brought in was smoking hot, and had shut down any sexual advances from any guys brave enough to approach her. Gossip had invariably started up that she was a lesbian, mainly to cover the bruised egos of the men. I had it on good authority that she had turned away a woman or two as well.
“Likewise Matthew, I have heard a lot about you from the people here, I am glad we finally get to meet.” She took my hand and flashed a smile that would have been worth all of Tom’s Viagra combined, and I returned it, trying to mask the obvious arousal the meeting had caused me. I motioned towards the large conference table, “we have a few minutes before people start showing up,” I said, “there should be about ten of us here, so grab a seat while you can.”
I still had all my paperwork at my place, so trying to choose a different location without being painfully blatant would have been impossible, so I just had to hope Anne would pick a chair near me. She walked slowly past my chair giving me a great view of her body in motion as I moved to my seat. She bypassed the chairs next to mine and rounded the table, choosing the chair directly across from me. “Not the best,” I thought, “but could be worse.”
Tom shuffled behind Anne and gave me a wink, probably to indicate he did in fact have his Viagra with him in case the need arose. Tom was the dirty old man at the office that no one believed could be so dirty. He was also one of the few sources of complete comedy relief for me throughout my day. They sat and began shuffling their papers, organizing them into a coherent order when all of a sudden Tom picked his head up from his stack. “Anne, did you bring the papers about the term extensions?” he asked; I had no idea what term the papers would be referring to, nor if extending the term would be a good or bad thing, so I decided to keep my mouth shut.
“No, Tom, I didn’t… I am sorry, I will run back and grab them.” She said, rising slightly from her chair.
“No worry my dear,” Tom said with an ancient smile, “I know right where they are, and my office is locked anyway. I will be back in two shakes.” I had always wondered what interval of time that euphemism referred to; I tried to figure it out instead of staring at Anne’s glorious breasts. They were pulling against the material of her blouse and the buttons seemed to be working hard to hold them back.
“Oh thank you Tom, you are such a sweetheart,” She flashed the smile again and Tom’s life expectancy dropped a few months. He rose from the table and shuffled out of the conference room. “He is such a nice man,” Anne said after he had left “A little randy at times though.” She giggled and winked at me. I chuckled as I leaned back in my chair.
Having finished organizing her papers Anne pulled a pen from out of her hair and began twirling it between two fingers, making a blur of white and black pen cap. Suddenly the pen flew from her grasp and skittered across the conference table, I was almost able to catch it before it dropped, but it bounced off my palm and landed on the floor. “Oh shoot,” Anne said, dropping her hands into her lap. “Could you get that for me? I am such a klutz today.”
“No problem.” I responded, as I pushed my chair back to give myself room to bend over. As I reached down for the pen I took the opportunity to take a look at her legs. They were firm and toned… and spread wide open. I was shocked, I looked up to see her thighs spread as far as the chair would allow, one of Anne’s hands had pulled her skirt up to her waist and the other had buried the middle finger two knuckles deep into her bare pussy. She was wearing no panties and was visibly wet, even in the low light under the table.
I sat back up, my cock straining after the surprise show I had been afforded. Anne smiled right at me and asked if I liked what I saw. “How could I say no?” I asked as I handed her pen back to her.
“You couldn’t.” she said huskily, smoothing out her skirt with the hand that had been holding it up and taking the pen. Her other hand sat in her, once more, covered lap.
Tom returned with the paperwork he had been looking for and brought with him a few people he had met in the halls who were supposed to be in the meeting. Introductions were made all around, and I noticed Anne shook hands using the fingers that had, just minutes ago, been buried into her dripping pussy. After everyone sat down she looked right at me and winked with a wicked grin on her face.
I would have blocked out the meeting anyway, but the image of Anne’s trimmed, soaking wet pussy kept playing over and over in my mind. Periodically I would have to make some kind of comment, though I probably could have told them anything and the meeting would have gone on normally. About half an hour into the meeting I felt something brush up against my leg. I looked across the table to see Anne looking straight at me with half closed eyes and a wide grin. I could feel her stocking-ed foot running up my calf and against my thigh. I pulled my chair closer to the table to allow her foot to get all the way up to my cock, which had been unsuccessfully trying to forget the sight of Anne’s pussy under the table. She nestled her heel in against my balls and used the ball of her foot to stroke up and down the length of my hard dick, pressing against is gently as her stroking continued through the meeting. The only pause she made was briefly when someone in the meeting asked her a question about some kind of alternative form of dispute resolution.
The meeting wrapped up shortly after and Anne was forced to take her foot away from my, now incredibly stiff, cock. We all rose and shook hands, glad for the chance to get out of the stifling conference room. I was afraid everyone would notice the exceptional bulge in my pants, but everyone seemed to be just as anxious to leave the room as I was. I waited outside the door for Anne to come out. Tom was close behind her as she came out with a tight lipped smile and a sexy swagger in her hips. Tom and I made small talk about the meeting as Anne stood quietly to one side, barely acknowledging either of our presences. Tom turned to her and put out his hand, “It has been a pleasure working with you Anne.” I realized that today would be Anne’s last day as our consultant. The meeting we had just gone through was the culmination of all her work here and had been presented by everyone but her. Tom excused himself to go to lunch and as I looked again at Anne I felt someone else put their hand on my back.
“Matt, I am heading to a long lunch, is that alright?” It was my secretary, Lucy. I smiled, she was a wonderful and gorgeous woman who had helped me on many occasions.
“Of course Lucy,” I said with a smile, “take as long as you need.” Lucy was, before Anne, the most sought after piece of ass in the office. She was drop-dead gorgeous and feisty as hell. I watched her leave for lunch swinging her hips under the medium length skirt she wore. I had completely forgotten about Anne until she politely cleared her throat. I jumped and began to stammer an apology.
“Do you think she is attractive?” Anne asked, ignoring the pathetic attempt to cover my starring.
“Very much,” I responded, unable to hide the fact that Anne’s attentions during the meeting had left a lasting effect on my dick. “but she is a colleague and could do far better than me.” I chuckled softly.
“Well, then it is a shame that we are colleagues I guess.” Anne’s mischievous smile had returned.
“Speaking of which, do you have plans for lunch? It would be a shame to let you leave the office without at least taking you for something to eat.”
“I didn’t have anything planned.” She responded. “I would love something to eat.”
“Well, come into my office for a minute while I get myself organized.” I said, gesturing the way to my office. She took the lead and headed past Lucy’s desk through the door to my spacious office.
She turned as I closed the door behind me, “You have a very nice office Matthew, one could do a lot in here.”
Hope you enjoyed the beginning of a long story. I will continue if enough people want me to.