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This is the continuing story of Dave, and his obsession with his coworker Maria.
It was a beautiful spring morning after a rainy weekend. Dave had been daydreaming, re-living the previous Friday evening over and over, the night that Marie had stopped into the office surprising him as he was working on a big project.
That night had been one of the most exciting and perhaps humiliating moments of his life, he’d spent the weekend thinking about it. He had been over it, every word, every look, every moment. Hell, she’d even shared it with her girlfriend over facetime. For quite a while Marie had been the source of all his fantasies, it seemed now there wasn’t much of anything that he would do for her.
Dave had been working with Marie for a few years now. She was younger than him by 10 years, very attractive, single but usually dating someone. They worked closely and the relationship had gotten personal in its way, for him anyway. For her part she seemed amused at his infatuation with her. He’d shared way too much over the years, he just had trouble filtering himself around her. As a result, she’d come to know his innate submissiveness, when it came to her anyway, and seemed inclined to test his limits.
This morning, she walked in wearing a print sundress that flowed and moved when she walked. Spring was in the air, a sunny warm day. She stopped by the entrance of his cubicle to say good morning on her way in,
“Did you enjoy your weekend, Dave?”
“I did, thanks!” He smiled, a bit sheepishly.
“Thanks for working on that project on Friday night, I hope my stopping by didn’t derail your progress too much, you know it’s due to our client this afternoon.”
Marie was in Business mode, but she said this with a twinkle in her eye knowing it would embarrass him thinking back of what he’d done Friday night.
But she looked delightful. She was a fantastic project manager, always able to multi-task and keep things on track.
He had lost focus on what she was saying. The thoughts of Friday had completely derailed him, and then there was this sundress with those bare legs and her flat sandals. The combination somehow was affecting him in ways he couldn’t deny. He caught himself looking at those incredible legs and found himself lost in his thoughts.
He looked up at her, she was looking directly back into his eyes, waiting. As if chastising him, “Well? How’s the project?”
He caught himself, responding “Oh, Yes, I’m just putting the finishing touches on it, it’ll be ready in an hour.”
She seemed pleased at this. Then, just before she turned away she added “You know, my girlfriend Val really enjoyed your little show the other night, maybe I’ll bring her by to meet you sometime.”
As she turned and walked away, he couldn’t help but watch, his face burning, with a combination of desire and embarrassment.
He found some way to focus enough to finish the project he was working on and get it submitted for final review.
With the project delivered to their client, the workload had returned to a normal pace. He’d been burning a lot of later hours at the office over the last weeks and now he found himself home with his thoughts most evenings.
A few days later Marie came by his desk. “Great job on that project! We got the signed contract this morning!”
This was great news. It was a big contract for them. Marie had a fantastic smile on her face. How he loved pleasing her!
She added, “Want to meet us out after work and celebrate a little?” Of course he agreed.
About 6pm he walked into a little bar he’d never been to that she had told him about. It was just a few blocks from the office. It was dark and quiet. He looked around and saw Marie, animatedly talking with another girl in a booth.
He walked over and Marie got out and let him into the booth while she took the seat to the outside. As she did, he noticed her long legs framed in the sundress that he’d been admiring all day. He enquired about the others, thinking there would be more from the office there.
“Oh no, it’s just me and, this is Valerie,” turning to her friend as introduction. Valerie was a pretty girl who was all smiles, very attractive in a girl-next-door kind of way.
“I feel like I know you already” Valerie said with a grin, eliciting a giggle between the two of them.
With the quizzical look on his face, Marie offered, “Valerie was the one waiting for me downstairs last Friday Silly. The one that I shared your ‘ummm… performance’ with on facetime.”
His eyes got wide! He was embarrassed beyond belief, thinking back at all he had done, all she had witnessed. He never saw her that night, but clearly remembered her squeals as she watched him licking up his own cum.
He had no words. “No worries Davy. That was pretty hot” she said, “I haven’t watched a guy do that since spying on my cousin back in the day.”
Her use of the name “Davy” was strangely exciting. Marie was the only one who had ever called him that, and only then when she had him under her spell. A state he had escort bayan come to long for.
The waitress came and Valerie ordered for all of them. It seemed as if her and the waitress were well acquainted.
Marie prompted, “You have some catching up to do. We’re a couple of drinks ahead of you.”
Dave was in heaven. Sitting there with Marie. He tried to keep his composure.
As the waitress walked away, Marie’s hand found his thigh, lightly resting there. She knew exactly what she was doing to him.
The girls talked, mostly with each other. Dave tried not to stare too obviously at Marie’s thighs, just inches from his own.
By the time the waitress came back, Marie’s hand was resting over his cock, she had been applying just enough warmth and pressure to make it throb.
The waitress noticed and offered a smirk, delivering their drinks. Marie pulled her hand away and Dave began to cover up, but a look from Marie told him not to.
His slacks were clearly tented. Both Marie and the waitress didn’t hide their open looks.
The waitress’s eyes opened wide, and she looked over at Valerie, “This is the guy you told me about from Friday isn’t it!”
They had ordered him a long island iced tea and he immediately took down about half of it, trying to hide his embarrassment until their laughter and comments subsided and waitress finally left.
Marie then held up her glass in toast. “Bottoms up.”
They all lifted and took a drink, he realized his drink was gone, but they had only sipped theirs prompting a comment from Marie. “I think Davy’s thirsty” which prompted more laughter from the girls.
The waitress showed up with another drink for him unprompted, or perhaps Valerie had ordered a 2nd one for him.
The girls were having fun, Dave was just excited to be included and found the conversation easy and Valerie interesting.
After a while Marie said, “Lets hop over to Valerie’s place for a bit” then looking at him, “finish your drink.”
Dave realized his 2nd drink was mostly gone already but he finished the last of it. He wasn’t sure what he was in for, but he was going along, and knew the alcohol had his inhibitions low.
Marie leaned in close, her breath on his neck affecting him almost as much as her hand on his leg. She stage whispered, “Be a good boy and come along. Valerie wants to watch you do it again Davy, in person this time.”
He wasn’t sure if he moaned or groaned at her words, but there was a noise elicited. There was no denying his excitement, her hand was gripping him loosely, she clearly felt his reaction.
He looked over the table at Valerie, she had a huge smile on her face, looking at him expectantly. “Pleeasse.” Was all she said, excitement on her face.
He didn’t quite nod, but he did affirm, as Marie knew, he would never deny her anything.
He was feeling the alcohol, but his adrenaline was pumping too. Valerie’s apartment was only a 1/2 block away, so they walked over together, not talking about anything in particular. Dave’s mind was racing.
Valerie was a beautiful girl, she was shorter than Marie with more curves and larger breasts, she was still dressed for work, looking very professional. She was very upbeat, very excitable, her laughter and attitude was contagious.
He kept thinking about what he was getting himself into, nervous and excited.
Valerie opened the door and headed towards the bedroom area. “The bar is over there” she said pointing, “I’ll take a dirty martini, I’m going to go get out of these work clothes and get cleaned up.”
Marie declared “Martinis for everybody” and assisted Dave with drinks. Marie took hers and Valerie’s and excused after the shower stopped, going towards the bedroom where Valerie had gone.
Dave found himself looking around after she left, the apartment was phenomenal. Not your basic place. High ceilings, lots of windows, high end furnishings, professionally decorated. It was on the top floor of a small condo building, with a private patio overlooking the street and a view of the city center.
Marie walked out after a bit and found Dave on the patio. They both looked out at the city activity.
“Nice place” he said.
“Isn’t it fantastic! Valerie’s parents own the building as an investment, Valerie does the property management for this and a few other properties for them.”
She looked at him a bit, “Look Dave, you are a great guy, and a great asset to have at the office.” She obviously had things on her mind. “I’ve been taking some liberties with you, or at least having some fun at your expense.”
Then after a few beats she added “You seem to enjoy it too. Am I wrong.”
Dave hesitated, unsure what to say. Finally responding “You aren’t wrong. It’s like you’ve opened a gate up in me, a part of me I never realized existed.” Then he added “I find myself looking forward to every day when you come into the office.”
With a bit of laughter, she said “You’re my little pervert aren’t you!?”
He laughed with her but wondered at her words. Is bursa eskort bayan that what he was? A pervert?
Her hand was on his arm, it felt electric. “Well, I do enjoy teasing you, Dave. I like seeing how far you will go for me. My toy to play with, or not, my choice. Are you OK with that?”
He looked at her a long moment, then responded, “Oh yes Marie, anything, everything, I mean that.”
She looked back at him a long bit, as if judging his sincerity, then took his hand leading him inside. “Good, address me as “Mistress” tonight.”
She looked at him, expectantly. He caught himself “Yes Mistress.”
“Good boy, Lets go inside then.”
They went inside and Marie sat down in a living room chair. She indicated for him to remain standing.
Looked directly at him, she raised her voice, “Come on out here Val, Dave wants to play.”
Valerie walked out of the bedroom barefoot, her hair wet from the shower, she was dressed in a sheer nighty top with matching lace panties.
At the bar and on the walk here she had been boisterous, she now seemed different, almost subdued as she stepped out.
“I thought you might like some inspiration Davy. Valerie here is more than happy to oblige.” then after a beat, “aren’t you Val?”
She responded, “Yes Mistress” eyes down a bit. Was this even the same girl?
He watched Valerie for a beat, she was gorgeous, but standing very submissively, obviously waiting on instructions. Her top was sheer to the point he could clearly see the big dark areolas of her breasts through the fabric.
“Turn for him Val.”
She did as instructed. As she did, he knew that Valerie was under Marie’s spell, much as he was. A willing subject. He wasn’t sure what to make of this.
He watched her turn, saw the curve of her beautiful hips, her panties unable to cover a beautiful ass. Dave realized he was involuntarily adjusting himself through his pants.
Noticing, Marie spoke up, “You might as well shed those clothes Davy, it’s only fair, it looks like you could use some room anyway.”
“Yes Mistress” He did as he was told, looking between the two girls who were watching as if appraising him until he was finally down to his briefs. Dave was older than either of them by a good ten years, but he stayed reasonably fit. No hard body, but he tried to stay in shape.
Marie didn’t say anything, she just raised an eyebrow. He dropped his briefs. He was standing there, fully naked, at full attention, consciously refraining from covering himself.
“Turn for us Davy.” He only hesitated a second. When he finished, he felt both of them watching, appraising.
“Valerie here sometimes wonders if she’s sexy. Or more to the point, wonders if guys think she’s sexy.”
He wasn’t sure what to say, he just looked at Valerie, she was a truly beautiful girl. Not at all built like Marie who was tall and thin. Valerie was shorter, fuller, curvier. Her breasts were much larger than Maria’s, larger than he’d realized.
“Val, come over here and sit, look at that cock, all standing at attention and throbbing up and down. I think it likes you.” Then to Dave “Go ahead Davy, stroke it a little for us, you’re my little pervert, you know you want to.”
He glanced at Maria then locking his eyes with Valerie’s as he gripped his cock and began a slow slide it up and down. She shifted to watching his hand, his cock. He pulled a drop from the tip, took it onto his finger, and brought it to his lips.
He heard laughter from Marie. “See Val, I told you he was a natural born cum eater, but then you saw that for yourself, didn’t you?!”
“God that’s so damn hot” he heard Valerie say.
“Move a little closer Dave, Valerie wants a closer look, don’t you dear!”
He was just holding himself now, he was afraid he was getting too excited already. He stepped closer to where Valerie was sitting on the edge of the couch.
“Get a good look at it, doesn’t that big mushroom head look delicious.”
“God yes” she said, her face maybe 10″ from his cock.
“Hands down Davy.” Whether due to her tone or his desire to please, he immediately dropped his hands to his sides. His cock bounced up and down with his heartbeat.
Marie stepped behind Valerie, reaching to the bottom edge of her nighty top and pulling it up and over her head, “lets give Davy a little inspiration, shall we?”
Valerie’s arms self-consciously crossed in front of herself, bare to the waist, drawing immediate disapproval from Marie, “Shoulders back, palms on couch behind you. Now!”
Valerie complied with a “Yes Mistress.” Dave couldn’t take his eyes off of her. Her breasts were magnificent. Large and full, and those big dark brown nipples standing at attention!
He watched her chest rising and falling with her breathing, watched her nipples firming before his eyes.
“Oh Davy, look at her, is she fucking hot or what?!” He could only nod, involuntarily gripping himself again.
“Yes Davy, couldn’t you just shoot all over those big, beautiful tits.” She was escort bursa standing behind her now and to his surprise Marie reached and lifted one breast.
“She likes having them played with. Don’t you Valerie?” as she said this, Marie gripped one nipple, and pulled the weight of her breast up and out.
He looked at Valerie’s face, it was clearly pleasure, though it surely must have hurt.
“Stroke that cock Davy, this little slut wants your cum on her big tits.”
He watched Marie pinching and pulling on Valerie’s breasts and nipples. Then there was loud smack as she began intermittently slapping them as well. Hard, making them shake.
Valerie was openly moaning now, and grabbed her own nipples, she began twisting and pulling.
“There you go Davy, watch this little slut. Get her started and she will cum just from slapping her tits and pulling on her nipples. She loves having her breasts manhandled.”
“Don’t you Valerie?” as she landed a hard slap to one breast.
“Yessss Mistress” she responded, panting now, one down hand was thrust down between her legs, a quivering mess of beautiful girl, apparently close to an orgasm.
Dave couldn’t take his eyes off her, it was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen, she was lost in her pleasure.
“Watch her Dave, stroke that beautiful cock, cum all over these big tits. Do it. Now! For me God Dammit” as she said this, she had moved directly behind Valerie and was lifting both breasts up in offering, they were almost glowing red from the attention. More than a handful, presenting them to him as Valerie’s fingers were now in her panties. He could hear the wetness, as her fingers pushed deep into her cunt.
He exploded, maybe harder than he’d ever cum. Ropes of the white cream shot over her chest, her breasts, onto those big brown nipples. His legs grew weak as Valerie’s moans reached a crescendo, peaking, quivering, crying out. She was obviously in the throughs of her own orgasm.
Somehow, he was still standing. He looked down, saw his cum coating her, some on her chin dripping down, on her neck, on her chest. She looked so fucking hot!
Marie’s voice pulled him from his reverie, “Get down there, you have a mess to clean up Davy! Now!”
He dropped to his knees before Valerie, kissing her neck, her chest, his lips coated with his sticky cum, downward, to lick and clean her nipples. He felt it coating his face.
He pulled her nipple into his mouth, tasting himself. He felt Valerie’s hand move around his head, holding him there then heard “harder, please” escape her clenched lips.
He sucked and licked, then took the flesh between his teeth, tugging, pulling. He was pretty sure she was having some sort of continuous orgasm as he did this, first one nipple, then the other, being sure not to miss any of the mess he’d left as he did.
He moved up and kissed her. A beautiful, breathless, tongue and cum filled kiss that totally consumed him. Overwhelmed him, intoxicated him, left him breathless.
He felt her hand reach for him, wrap his hand around is cock, gripping and pulling him closer. He found himself already becoming hard again and sank himself into her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, locking him inside before he was even fully erect. With her hips she ground herself into him, taking her pleasure.
He felt her actions building, intensifying. He felt himself responding to her need. He began to pound himself into her velvety warmth, his hands moved to push her knees back and open.
The slap slap of his balls against her a rhythm for her moans until she finally cried out, arching her hips to meet him, needing more.
The spasms of her orgasm gripped him, flooded over her, over him. They were soaked, her felt her eyes looking into his, even as he felt her somehow gripping him while he was inside her. Her ankles again locking him in place, it felt as if she was stroking him, a fluttering kneading from within her, holding him tight, squeezing.
He was amazed to feel his orgasm approaching. She saw it in his eyes. Her legs held him deep as his contractions overtook him, locked with her as she took everything he had and then some.
He felt her hand reach under her own legs to grab his balls. She milked him, keeping him there, until every drop had emptied into her.
He collapsed onto her, breathing heavily, heart pounding.
He found his mouth on her neck as he recovered his senses. She was delicious, smelling of her soap and tasting of sweat and his cum. He continued kissing, tasting, sucking. Her mouth, her neck, her nipples.
She had a firm hold of his hair now.
She knew his need. His hunger. One of the few who ever had. Or would.
Soon she was guiding him to her beautiful mess of a pussy. It was warm and dripping, he was in heaven.
Several times she pulled him up, forcing him to slow his feast, to savor, to delay. Looking at him as if to judge his need. She allowed him everything. He wasted nothing, licking, swallowing, feeding.
It was a pleasure he had only imagined.
They finally regained their senses, and he realized Marie was no longer there, she had let herself out. He and Valerie both began to laugh. Giggles at first, then it overtook them, coming in waves, both with tears in their eyes when they regained their senses.
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