I work in a large industrial plant where various departments have to work together on projects to get the job done right and on time. On this particular project we needed the help or assistance of another engineering department that we normally don’t deal with. My job puts me in the position of being an assistant to my department head at times. I don’t have any authority, but get the cheap thrill of attending some pretty boring meetings and having to deal with the assistant heads of other departments who also have no authority and cannot make decisions. The assistant department head of the other engineering department was Pam Goodman. I had seen her around for several months. She was very sexy, had a great body, and being and engineer herself, was no dummy. I would also like to point out that she had always appeared very professional and never flirted that I had ever seen. Now keep in mind that this is the nineties and making a pass at a woman at work can get your ass in deep shit if you aren’t very careful. Sexual harassment and all that. If you tell the wrong woman she has a great ass, it could be you last day on that job.
Recently I have had a number phone conversations with Pam. After the first few, she started sounding rather sexy on the phone and dropped a few sexual innuendoes, but they weren’t too blatant. The more I had talked to her the more innuendoes she had used and the more blatant they had become. It was like she had sex on the brain and I was turning her on even though I was being very careful about what I said. Maybe she had picked up that I was watching what I said, figured I would love to have flirted with her but was afraid to, and took it as a challenge. The last call was the one that got even more suggestive. During the conversation I had to admit that I had forgotten to get something done and that it had been a hard day.
“So, who made you hard today?” she asked.
“Made me hard today? Interesting choice of words.”
“Did you see some woman showing a little cleavage or something?”
So much for my wondering if that juxtaposition of words had been an accident, though I had been pretty sure it wasn’t. “No, I said I had a hard day, not that I got hard today, though that did happen too.”
“Like I said, who made you hard today? I know you had a hard day, but who made you hard? I would think that would be a high point in your day.”
“Oh, I’d rather not say.” As little as I knew her at this point I wasn’t going to tell her it was her cute ass walking down the hall that had given me the hardon. This conversation was getting interesting, but I was defiantly going to let her lead it.
“You’re no fun. I thought you might have gotten flashed or something. Ever had that happen? Any of the women here ever flash you?”
“No, I can’t say that that has ever happened. I wouldn’t mind it, but it hasn’t happened yet. Why, have you ever done any flashing here?”
“No. Maybe you ought to pay more attention. It goes on around here a lot more than you might think.”
“No. It’s not like women go around flashing the whole place or anything. They just flash someone they want to have see them. Sometimes it’s pretty subtle. Like a woman wearing a loose low cut blouse over a very skimpy bra and then leaning over to talk to some guy she is interested in and making sure he gets a good look down her front. I guess the smaller breasted and daring ones don’t bother with the bra. Sometimes she manages to show him her undies, and sometimes she won’t have any undies on and will manage to make sure someone special sees her bare bottom.”
“Oh, okay, then they are showing themselves to a potential boyfriend or lover for the most part.”
“Pretty much, but some of the flashers are married and when you flash you never know who is going to see for sure. There are also a few die hard flashers working here. I have see a few who just flash for the hell of it. You know, regular exhibitionists.”
“My kinda girls.” I sighed, “It’s a real shame, but I have never seen one. That would certainly brighten up a guy’s day.”
“Ya gotta look. They’re here! If I’ve seen them, the guys must have seen them too.”
“Okay, I’ll keep my eyes open for them.”
That sort of ended that line of conversation and she got back to business. That call was concluded pretty quickly after that. We were supposed to attend a meeting the next day with our department heads, a VP, and a few other people. I don’t know why we were supposed to attend when our department heads were going, but it was probably the usual excuse of keeping us up to date. It had all the earmarks of being a real sleeper. I have attended a few of these kinds of meetings before. You really wish you had a pillow.
The meeting was the next day, right after lunch. Being that it was right after lunch, it was going to be difficult to stay awake for this one. I got to the conference room a few minutes early and took a chair (they were nicely padded swivel rockers) near the foot of the table. It was long table and since there weren’t going to be all that many people, I just figured I would let the real bullshit artists take the seats near the head of the table. That way those who were interested could bullshit and suck up to the VP at the same time.
Not long after I took my seat a few others came into the room. All known bullshitters, and true to form, they got seats near the head of the table. A few others came in and distributed themselves around the table, but tended to stay away from my end. Pam came in a few minutes later. She was wearing a rather short skirt, low heels, and a pretty tight sweater that really made her B cup breasts very noticeable. She was looking hot today. Much to my surprise she sat at the foot of the table. She had a pile of three ring binders with something in them that she was going to pass out later in the meeting. She put these on the table to her left and sat down. After getting her other papers in order she pushed her swivel chair away from the table a little, turned her chair toward me, and looked like she was ready for the meeting to begin. “You ready for this?” she asked.
“I suppose. It will probably be a real sleeper.”
“You never know. Some meetings are just better than others.” she said with a wicked grin.
There was something about the way Pam said that and her grin that made me wonder what she was thinking about. There wasn’t anything sexual about that, but after that conversation with her yesterday I had to wonder. There was no one close to her on her left and she was turned toward me some. What could she be up to?
My wondering was cut short by the entrance of the VP and the last two people. All of which sat at or near the head of the table, or at least as much as they could. Everyone sat down and Mr. VP got things going by putting up a few overhead foils and started explaining what we were doing and where we were going – ancient history. I turned to see if Pam was any more interested in this than I was. She was watching alright, and seemed to be absorbed in what was going on. She still had her chair turned toward me and was looking off to her left to see what was going on. She had leaned back in her chair. I had a pretty good view of her shapely legs. Now if she would just part her legs a little I was willing to bet that I could see what color panties she had on. Right on cue, she shifted a little in her chair and moved her legs apart some. I couldn’t exactly see what color her panties were, but they were probably dark. I did see something else interesting though, she didn’t wear pantyhose, she had on those thigh-high stockings. I was getting a pretty good view of her!
I turned my attention to the discussion at the head of the table so as not to get caught by either her or someone else. A couple of the new people had asked a few questions and were getting a rather lengthy explanation by Pam’s boss. I paid attention for something like the next ten minutes, but then I caught Pam shift a little in her seat out of the corner of my eye. Wondering if the view had gotten any better, I first glance over to see if she was still watching the discussion; she was. I turned slowly and looked at her lap. The view had improved alright, the skirt had moved up a little and I thought I could see that she didn’t have any panties on! Wow, I could feel myself getting hard having seen her bush! I wasn’t sure if she was flashing me or if she was just being very careless.
It was difficult, but I turned my head back in an attempt to pay attention to what was going on in this meeting. I had to have some idea of what this meeting had been about when it was over. A little later I noticed that her hand had gone to her lap. Well, that was probably the end of the view. She had probably adjusted her skirt to cover herself. I waited another minute or so and then couldn’t help but steal another look at her lap. Holy shit! She had hiked her skirt higher, showing her bush even more clearly, and that hand in her lap waved its fingers at me! Flashing hell, she was putting on one hell of a show. I glanced back at the discussion at the head of the table, and then back to her. She took a finger and slowly lowered it between her legs and then very slowly crooked it and slid it up her fur covered slit. She slowly moved it up and down her slit a few times, and then took two fingers and spread her pussy lips wide so I could see the inner lips and her erect clit peaking out of its hood at the top. By now I had an erection that was killing me! I also had no idea what was going on in this meeting, but got the idea that it was about over. I couldn’t pay attention to it now, and just had to sneak another glance at her lap. If the last look hadn’t been erotic enough, her legs were spread wider and she had now inserted a finger into herself and was slowly pumping it in and out. This put new meaning to the expression “getting off on meetings!”
Finally she was called upon to pass out the binders she had with her. Just as cool as you please she took the finger out of herself and with a flick of her hand straightened her skirt. She stood up and passed out the binders. A few minutes later the meeting was over. Everyone got up and started out. She scooted around to her left, ignoring me, and caught up with her manager, acting as though nothing had happened. I used my new binder to cover the fact that I had a raging hardon and left for my office.
That had been an interesting meeting. All I could think about was Pam in there playing with herself and making sure that I could see her doing it. She was quite an exhibitionist and I had enjoyed every second of it. I didn’t know she had that in her. I wondered if she did anything beyond tease and show off. Now here I was back in my office horney as hell and with a hardon that wouldn’t go away. I was thinking of unzipping my pants and taking care of the problem when the phone rang. “Hello.” I said picking it up.
“Nice meeting huh?” It was Pam.
“It wasn’t dull. I didn’t know you were into that sort of thing.”
“Into what thing? Showing off or flashing?”
“I don’t do that everyday or for just anyone. I told you there were some of us here. Did you like it?”
“Yea I liked it. I had so much fun watching you that I have no idea what went on in that meeting. Do you not wear panties at all, or was that just a little treat for me?”
“I usually do. Not always, but most of the time. I went into the ladies room and slipped them off just before I came into that conference room. Did you get hard watching me?”
“No kidding! I was very happy to have that binder to hide it with when we left that conference room. It would have been very embarrassing otherwise.”
She giggled. “I wish I had seen it. I just love knowing I got you all excited and hard. Are you still nice and hard?”
“Yea, I’m still hard. Talking to the one who got me this way isn’t exactly making the condition go away! Did you get pretty wet doing that?”
“You bet! Couldn’t you see from where you were?”
“No, I wasn’t that close to you.”
“Hmm…I thought you would be able to see that I was really wet. So, what are you going to do with that nice hardon?”
“Nothing. After I stop talking to you it might go away.” Yea, in about a week.
“That would be a waste. You aren’t going to get yourself off right now?”
She was really kinky. I think she thought I was going to jack off while I was talking to her on the phone. “What? While I am talking to you on the phone?”
“Sure. Ever hear of phone sex? I never put my panties back on and I am playing with myself right now. I thought you would have your office door closed and you would be jacking off.”
“You’re playing with yourself right now?”
“Sure. I have the office door closed, my panties are off, and I am sitting here behind my desk like a good working girl. I just happen to have my legs as far apart as I can get them under this desk while I slip a finger into myself and then slide that nice wet finger up to my clit and rub it. I have been doing that the whole time I have been talking to you.”
“No! I’m really getting pretty excited too. I’m very wet now and my clitoris is all swollen up and sticking out of its little hood so I can pet it. I run my finger over it a few times and then slide my finger down to my little fuck hole and get it wet again and then back up to my clit. I could probably come pretty soon but I like being almost there while I talk to you. You sure you don’t want to take you nice stiff cock out and get off with me?”
Damn she was kinky, liked to talk dirty, and loved phone sex! I still wondered if it was all talk or if I was ever going to get in her pants. “I don’t know. I have never gotten off while talking to someone on the phone before, much less right here at work! What if my boss comes in and wants to have me go somewhere with him? It would be a little embarrassing to stand up with my dick hanging out.”
“Your dick would be sticking out if it’s hard, and your manager is off with mine and that VP. They will be tied up the rest of the afternoon. Now get it out and tell me what you’re doing!”
What the fuck. I was so horney now that I just had to get off. This was an insane idea, but I finally gave in to her and unzipped my pants and let my cock out. Fortunately there was a box of Kleenex on my desk. This could get messy. “Okay,” I said, “it’s out and I am stroking it.”
“Is it nice and hard?” She really sounded excited now.
“Yea, and I am stroking it pretty fast now too. The head is all swollen. I can’t last long.”
“I’m really wet now.” she panted. “My clit is sticking out as far as I have ever seen it. I’m rubbing my fingers over it so fast now… I wish I could play with my nipples… I’m gonna come pretty soon too… I hope we get off together… Oh God this is so hot!…tell me what you’re doing.”
“I’m stoking it.”
“Stroking what?” she whispered.
“Don’t be so vague. Tell me you are stoking your nice hard cock. Tell me about the swollen head. I want to hear it!”
“I’m stroking my nice hard cock. The head is all swollen up and it is kinda purple and there is some pre-come oozing out now. I think I am gonna…”
“I just love pre-come!”
“…come pretty soon… It’s getting real close.”
“Tell me when you shoot that nice hot white come out the end of your nice hard cock… I just love it when guys do that. …I want to get off at the same time…I’m so close it’s hard to hold off!”
As few seconds later I did come. I told her a huge load shot out the end and landed on my desk. Actually I had grabbed a few Kleenex and shot a huge load of come into that instead, but she really liked the fantasy version.
“Oh…yeeeesssss…Oh God…I’m coming…I’m coming soooo hard!” She really kept her voice down. It was just above a whisper.
There was a short period where no one said anything. There was just heavy breathing on the phone.
“We gotta get together and do the real thing.” I finally gasped.
“The real thing? As in you wanna fuck me? You want to get naked with me and fuck me?”
“No kidding! I just got off, but I still want to put something deep inside you.”
“Hmm…what would you like to put deep inside me?”
Christ she never quits! “My hard cock. I want to put my hard cock in your wet twat!”
“Oh,…my wet twat! That’s better.” she purred. “Are you going to fuck me real hard and come inside me?”
“I’m going to ram my hard cock into you until you scream and fill you up with my come.”
“How about this afternoon?”
“Yea. Everyone leaves here about four. Come over here a little before that. We can use my office. I have had a fantasy about getting laid in my office.”
“I’ll be there!” I had a fantasy about getting laid in my office too, but right now any office would do. Hers would be just fine. “By the way, did you have your door closed when you got off? Somehow I get the impression you didn’t.”
“No, I just told you it was closed. It was wide open. That’s why I couldn’t play with my nipples. I kinda get off on jilling off at my desk with people walking by. Somehow it makes masturbating a lot more exciting. I just love playing with myself when there is the possibility that someone might walk into my office… Did you really shoot off all over your desk?”
“I should have guessed about the door. I didn’t come all over my desk, just the first spurt hit it.” I lied as I put my cock back in my pants and zipped up.
“God I wish I could have seen it. Gotta go. See you just before four.” and she hung up.
Someone must have come into her office. I took that wet gob of Kleenex and dumped it in the trash in the men’s room. I wasn’t going to have my office smelling like come or sex. It was now two thirty and I couldn’t wait for four to get here. I thought the people in her area stuck around till five, but I suppose they come in early so the get out early or something like that.
I found a few things to do until just before four, but mostly I thought about her and what she had been doing during that meeting and on the phone. I had a hardon all afternoon. I have never seen a woman put on a show like that anywhere let alone at work, and I had never had a woman talk like that on a phone before. I found it even stranger that we had both gotten off while talking to each other on the phone! Maybe I was a little kinky too and just didn’t know it.
I got to her office about ten to four. Some other guy was just leaving with and arm load of papers. Looking around, I saw quite a few people still in this area. If they were going to leave at four they weren’t showing any sign of being in any hurry to get out the door.
“Come on in and have a seat.” she said.
There were two chairs in front of her desk so I sat in one. “Is this place really going to clear out pretty soon?” I asked.
“There’ll be a few stragglers, but most of them will be gone by five after the hour. I have to deliver these files to Jim.” she said. “I’ll be right back.” She picked up a stack of file folders and left the office.
I looked around the place a little. The desk was in the middle of the room and facing the door. I suppose that did make it easy for her to jill off at her desk without anyone being able to see; as long as there weren’t any facial contortions or moaning as she was coming. I wondered just how often she really did that. The desk didn’t have much on it, just a small stack of papers, one of those large desk pads that people doodle all over, and a desk lamp.
She came back about five minutes later. “There, that’s it for the day. Now,” she said closing the door, “I’ll just turn off the overhead lights and leave the desk light on. What little light shows under the door will make it will look like I have gone for the day. No one saw me come back in so anyone passing this office will think I am gone. It also gets a little more intimate in here with the overhead lights off.” She sat down in the other chair in front of her desk. “Did you think about me this afternoon?”
“All the time. It was a little hard not to.”
“Good. I’m glad I made an impression on you. Lets play show and tell. You tell me what you want to see and I will show it to you. Then I will tell you what I want to see and you show it to me. About the only rules are: One, that you only ask the other person to see something that will require that person to take off one piece of clothing at a time. And two, that you can’t ask for a piece of clothing.”
“And if I ask for something that really requires two pieces to come off?”
“You loose that turn and I take nothing off!”
“Okay, I like simple games. Uh…how do you tell who won the game?”
“Who cares. Playing it is all that counts.”
“Are you sure no one is going to come in here?”
“Not a chance. Outside it looks like I am gone for the day and I locked the door. All we have to do is talk softly and on one will have a clue about what’s going on in here.”
“Okay, I’ll start your game. I want to see…your stomach.” I thought that would get the sweater off.
She stood up, crossed her arms in front of her, took hold of the bottom of the sweater and very slowly pulled it up and over her head. I knew she had a nice body, but with her sweater coming off, it was looking even better. Her perky breasts were being restrained by a pink lacy bra that let the areola show through quite clearly. Her nipples were also hard and sticking out straining the lacey material holding them back. She folded the sweater slowly, put it on the corner of the desk, and sat back down. Now it was her turn. “Now lets see,” she said “how about…let’s see your chest.”
I stood up and took my time pulling my shirt out of my pants and then slowly undid the buttons one at a time. When they were undone, I slowly pealed the shirt off, folded it a little and set on the other corner of the desk. When I sat back down I said “My turn…hmm…let me see your breasts.”
It was a front closing bra. She grinned and undid the clasp. Without taking the bra off, she just let it go. The cups separated some leaving the area between her breasts exposed, but the better part of her breasts remained covered by the lace, including her nipples. “Okay?” she asked.
“Not exactly what I had in mind. They’re still covered.”
“Hmm…I thought they were pretty exposed. They feel pretty exposed. Maybe you should show me what you mean.”
I leaned over to her and slowly slipped each shoulder strap off her shoulders. When they fell down her arm, it let the cups slide off her breasts. Pam lifted her arms out of the straps and the bra fell the the seat of her chair. She had long beautiful nipples that were sticking straight out. “Those are beautiful!” I said quietly.
“Do you think you would like to suck on them?” she asked as she tossed her bra onto the sweater.
“Oh you bet!” I said as I started moving toward her left one.
“Not so fast.” she said putting a finger on my forehead to stop me. “We haven’t finished the game. I was just asking.”
“Oh yea, the game.” She just loved to tease and make this last.
“I think I would like to see your legs.”
I stood up, undid my belt, unzipped my pants and slowly lowered them. I had to sit down for a moment and take my shoes off. “I guess I could have taken my pants off over my shoes, it’s just a lot easier if I take my shoes and socks off” I said.
“Shoes and socks don’t count anyway.” she said quickly. “Just clothes.” She sounded like she was getting pretty excited. I certainly was.
I stood up and stepped out of my pants. “There, legs.”
“Yea, legs.” Pam said, grinning from ear to ear. She wasn’t really interested in my legs. She was looking at the bulge in my briefs. My cock was hard and the tip was almost peaking out of the waistband. “Very nice too.”
“My turn.” I said sitting back down. “I want to see your ass.”
“Ha! You loose a turn. I can’t show you my ass until I have my panties off and I can’t take them off until you ask me for something that would take my skirt off. So, I want to see your nice hard cock.”
“I didn’t know you had put your undies back on.” I protested as I stood up again.
“I told you I wear them most of the time. There isn’t anyone in this area that I want to show my naked bottom to. Besides, I don’t fool around with the people I have to work with every day.”
I slipped my briefs down, letting my hard cock wave in the air. “There you go.” I said standing in front of Pam quite nude. “I guess I lost.”
“I guess you did. Oh, I forgot the other rule to this game. The looser has to finish undressing the winner.”
“I like that rule. Why don’t you stand up and I’ll do that.”
She stood up and stepped closer to me. I put my arms around her drawing her to me and kissed her. As her soft breasts pressed her hard nipples into my chest I felt her mouth open a little. My tongue began to explore her mouth.
“You’re supposed to be undressing me.” she mumbled as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
I didn’t say anything. I let my hand slide down the soft warm skin of her back, slipped a finger into the waistband of her skirt and started looking for the zipper. It was a short one in the back with a hook and eye closure at the top. I fumbled with that dam hook and eye, but couldn’t for the life of me figure out which side the hook was on or why I couldn’t get it to come loose. Pam let me fumble with it for a few seconds then she reached back with both hands and quickly undid it. I slowly unzipped the skirt as I continued to battle with her tongue and hold her tightly to me with my other hand. When the zipper got to the bottom I slipped my hand in and caressed her panty covered bottom. She moved her hips back a little and the skirt slid silently down her legs to the floor.
“Take my panties off with your teeth.” she begged. “Please? No one has ever done that to me, but it sounds so sexy when I hear about it.”
“That may be a lot harder than it sounds, but I’ll give it a try.” I slid down her soft warm body, kissing my way down to her waist. I kissed the side of her neck, her chest, the space between her perky breasts, her stomach, gave her belly button a lick, and arrived at the top of her silky panties. I pulled my head back leaving my hands on the back of her legs to look at her panties. They were silky, skimpy, low cut in the front, and had very french cut leg openings. They were so thin I could make out her bush through them. This might not be too hard. I thought the best way would be to pull them down by taking the part that went over each hip in my teeth and pulling that down as far as it would go. She shifted a little and put her legs a little further apart. I pulled the one side part way down her leg, and then kissed my way across her tummy to the other side. Just a little tuft of her pubic hair was not peaking above the low cut waist band. This was going okay so far.
“This is so sexy!” she whispered.
“Yea, it is. You sure have a great body.”
“Thanks! I’m glad you like it.”
I was over at the other hip now, and took that part of the waistband in my teeth and pulled it down. That left the panties in a line across her legs just below her now exposed crotch, but they didn’t fall. The elastic was still strong enough to hold them in place. “Turn around” I whispered. “I want to pull these the rest of the way down from the rear.” I could have just as easily done it from the front, but I wanted to see her nice bottom as long as I was down here.
As she slowly turned around, I could still hear people talking and walking by her door. If they were supposed to be out of here by four, I was beginning to wonder what time zone she had been referring to. It didn’t look like it was this one. I sure hoped she wasn’t bullshitting me about having locked the door. Getting caught pulling the panties off a co-worker with your teeth would probably get you fired around here.
She was now facing the other way. I had two great looking ass cheeks facing me. I kissed one then the other before going down to the waistband of her panties and giving them a final tug with my teeth. This time they slid on down her legs and hung up on her calves. Close enough, she could step out of them from that point, and that’s exactly what she did as I stood up.
“My turn.” she said, and dropped to her knees in front of me. Pam wrapped her soft hand around my cock and began to slowly stroke up and down its length. After a few times she took the head into her mouth and ran her tongue back and forth on the sensitive underside. Moments later she was sucking hard and running it in and out of her mouth as fast as she could. Her other hand was now holding my balls and gently playing with them.
Pam was doing that so well and I was so turned on that I knew I couldn’t hold off much longer with her doing this. “I’m going to come in your mouth if you keep up for more than a few more seconds.” I whispered.
“I hope so.” came a muffled response.
“Oh are you going to get it.” I said. “After all this teasing and thinking about you all afternoon.”
She resumed her work with a vengeance. I couldn’t hold off any longer and felt my orgasm start. It was going to be a strong one. I could feel my come start at the base of my cock and shoot up the length of my shaft and into her eager sucking mouth. My whole body shuddered and my knees got weak as I pumped load after load of my come into her mouth. She kept pumping my cock with one hand, fondling my balls with the other, as she sucked and swallowed with her mouth. It seemed like Pam just couldn’t get enough and I couldn’t stop pumping come into her waiting mouth. I hadn’t had an orgasm like that in a long time. When I was finally done she let go of my balls and let my now partly limp cock slide out of her mouth. “Wow, you really put out a lot of come.” she said quietly as she stood up. “I almost couldn’t swallow fast enough.”
“I have been thinking about you ever since our little phone sex session this afternoon. And now after your little strip game and taking your panties off with my teeth I was just so horney. When I get like that I always come a lot.”
“Want to taste yourself?” she said, and kissed me before I could say anything. She held my face as she kissed me and stuck her tongue into my mouth. I could taste quite a bit of my thick come still on her tongue as my tongue moved against hers. She pushed a little of my own come out of her mouth and into mine. She hadn’t swallowed that last bit. “It’s called snowballing.” she said breaking the kiss. “Do you like the taste of your own come in my mouth?”
“Yea, it’s kind of a turnon. No one has ever done that to me before.” It really was a turnon and I was surprised that I kinda liked it. I leaned over and sucked one of her long deliciously sexy nipples deep into my mouth.
“Oh yea,…that’s one way to get me all wet.”
I flicked my tongue over it and then went over to the other nipple and started doing the same thing to it.
Her hand came to the back of my head and pulled my head tightly to her breast. “Suck hard.” she moaned softly.
I sucked harder and just before giving up that nipple, I let a hand slide down her firm belly, slip through her thick bush, and into her slit. The finger brushed over her erect and waiting clit and back to her opening. She was wet alright!
“Now, speaking of eating, come, and being wet, sit on the edge of your chair, lean back, and let me eat you.”
“I thought you would never ask.” She did what I asked. She sat on the edge of the chair leaned back and spread her legs very wide. I had one hell of a view of her whole bottom. Her legs were spread so wide that the outer lips of her pussy separated, revealing the dainty inner ones, her clitoris at the top, and her opening at the bottom. I suppose being as wet as she was helped.
I knelt between her knees, leaned over her wet pussy and took a deep breath. She smelled so good and so very sexy that I could feel myself getting hard again already. Her clit was just peaking out if its hood and looked very swollen. “Hmm…I can see what appears to be a very aroused clit here.” I teased her.
“Oh please touch it.” she begged.
“How about if I lick it a little instead.”
She grabbed my head with both hands and pulled my face into her crotch. “Just fuckin’ eat me… NOW!” she hissed.
That pretty much answered the question. She might have been just a little horney herself. I started licking and sucking on the various parts of one of the most delicious pussies I had ever eaten. I licked her firm clit, sucked on the dainty inner lips, savored the girl come oozing out of her opening, and then went back to her clit. I was in heaven.
She watched me for a few minutes, and then as she got more and more excited she leaned her head back, resting it on the back of the chair. She had stopped holding my head to her and was now just running the fingers of one hand through my hair. The other hand was pinching and pulling on a nipple. “Oh God…this is great…I needed this.” she moaned.
It seemed that she needed something to squeeze with her muscles, so I slipped first one finger into her opening, and then a second one. There was quite a loud moan as the second finger went into her; almost a little too loud. I could still hear people going by the office. I started moving my fingers slowly at first. As she got hotter and it felt like she was getting close to coming, I moved them faster and flicked my tongue over her clit as fast as I could. She was so hot and horney that she started to come very quickly.
“Oh…yea…Oh…God…I’m coming! I’m coming!” she moaned softly. She remained quiet for the rest of her orgasm, which was just as well as there were still voices outside her door.
I licked and sucked on her clit as her body jerked and heaved with her orgasm. I could feel her pussy clenching my fingers as she was coming. Finally she calmed down and started to sit up. I pulled my fingers out of her.
“You were easy to get off.” I whispered.
“I get off easy anyway,” she said, “but I was really horney to start with and you did a great job of eating me.” She leaned over, pulled my head up to hers, and kissed my mouth. “You smell and taste like pussy.”
“Do you like the smell and taste of yourself?”
“Yea, it’s pretty erotic.” She stood up, turned around so her back was to me and bent over the desk, resting on her elbows. She spread her legs quit a bit and then said, “Okay, now fuck me and fuck me good. Nice and hard! Stick that nice hard cock into me.”
I came up behind her and sunk it all the way into her on the first shove. She wasn’t just wet, she was dripping wet. It went all the way in without the least resistance other than how incredibly tight she was. I put my hands on her hips, pumped in and out of her tight pussy a few times and then started really slamming it into her. “Do you like being fucked this way?” I asked her as I slammed my self into her.
“Yea, it’s great. I love it when you fuck me nice and hard.”
I took my chances and gave her bottom a light spank.
“Oh YES!…Spank my ass a little…not too hard.”
I delivered a few mildly stinging swats to her ass and she started to buck just a little herself. At this rate it wouldn’t be too long until she had another orgasm. I wasn’t going to be far behind.
She reached under herself and between her legs with one hand to fondled my balls as I pounded away at her bottom. She moaned a little and then said, “Mmmmm…I’m…coming…Oh God! I’m coming!” Pam’s body began to shudder and spasm as her orgasm started.
I couldn’t hold off any longer and felt the first load of come shoot out of my cock and deep into her climaxing pussy. I tried to keep pumping away as fast and as hard as I could, but with each spurt of my come into her it became harder and harder. It felt so good! As my own orgasm subsided I continued to pump slowly in and out of her.
“God that was good.” she finally panted.
Just then someone knocked on the door. “Pam, are you still here?” came a voice.
“Who the hell is that?” I whispered.
“Sounds like my manager.” she whispered.
“Oh shit, that’s all I need.” I said as I slipped out of her.
“Don’t worry,” she said grabbing a few tissues from her desk to stop the flow come leaking out of her, “the door is locked and if he looks at the bottom of the door it will look like the lights are out. He will just think he missed me for the day.”
Sure enough, he went away and we got dressed.
“I thought you said that everyone in this area left about four or so. There are still people here and it is just about five.”
“I stretched that a little.” she said. “There quite a few that do leave at four, but a number of them stay until five. Sex is a little more fun with there is a little risk involved. Now here’s what we’ll do. I’ll turn on the lights, wait a second, then open the door and step out. If the coast is clear I will motion for you to follow me. If there is anyone out there I will just close the door behind me and come back when the coast is clear.”
Christ she was cool about it. “That works, let’s go.”
We listened at the door for a minute, and when we could hear nothing outside she turned the lights on, opened the door and stepped out. She looked both ways and then motioned to me. I turned the lights off again on the way out the door, and she locked it.
We walked down the hall and headed for the door leaving her area. I thought we were home free. Just as we got there the door opened and her manager came through it.
“Oh, hi Pam.” he said, “I thought you had left for the day. I just went and got the key to your office from the secretary. I was going to drop this bundle off in your office. This is the all the reports and other things you asked for after the meeting this afternoon.”
“Oh thanks.” she said taking the thick file folder. “I was over in his office,” nodding in my direction, “and we were on the way out. I’ll just take it with me and look at it this evening.”
“Okay. Here’s the key to your office too.” he said handing it to her. “You’re going by the secretary’s desk so please drop it off with her for me.”
After he was gone I breathed a sigh of relief. “That was really close.”
“We didn’t get caught, that’s all that counts!”
We left the building and headed for our cars.
Now in case you were wondering, we have done the phone sex thing a few times, but have never done the in-office-sex thing again. She liked taking risks just a little too much for my taste.