As I followed her through the museum I couldn’t help but stare at her. She was absolutely gorgeous. She could easily been a part of the museum and no one would think twice. We entered the ‘racy’ section of the museum. There have been several attempts to close it down, calling it pornography, lucidious and other ridiculous views. I admit I am not a huge fan of art. I mean, I like it and all but I don’t drool over stuff. There are displays that make me think about sex and before I know it, I’m horny. It doesn’t help that I’m always following her through there and staring at her hips sway back and forth as she walks. Her sultry voice filling the hallways, as she tells the tourists a little bit about each piece. She works at the museum as a restorer, cleaning off sometimes centuries old crud and making the piece as vibrant as it was the day it was made and takes over the tours when the regular chic takes lunch. She loves it. I come over to take her out for lunch probably three times a week and every one of those times I’m forced to do the tour. And every time we pass the naked Venus and others my mind starts thinking about Casey and her body, the way she is in bed, the way she smells, the way her voice makes my body tingle and I end up really excited.
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After the tour ended, a small eternity later, she thanked everyone for coming and showed them to the gift shop. She turned to me and smiled. “You ready for some lunch babe?” “Yeah, I could eat,” with that said I grinned from ear to ear. She got my point almost immediately. “Mmmm Susan you really turned on?” “You know I am Casey, I always am after that tour. How could you not be after seeing scenes of all those people having sex and posing for the artist?” She giggled lightly and shook her head as she led the way to her small office in the far end of the museum. We’d never done anything about my frustrations while we were in her office before. She would sit down at her desk with me sitting opposite on the small couch and we’d talk about this that and the other. She always steered the conversation away from sex. It made her nervous just thinking about it at work. I don’t know what was different about that day, but as soon as she closed and locked the door she grabbed me and kissed me deeply. Read more
This is a day Ive dreamt of. For months, I’ve watched Allison as she worked from her desk. I’ve watched her as her ass moved in those business skirts and slacks. I’ve watched every curve of her body. How her breasts stuck out from the tight sweaters and blouses she wore. She was always playful with the guys. A natural flirt. I’ve always wanted to fuck Allison since the day I first saw her. What guy wouldn’t? She had a body that any guy would give their left nut for. And she always walked around with an air of confidence that almost screamed “I can fuck any guy I want and you can’t do anything about it!” Today was the best time for me. Her boss was overseas on a business trip, so she could wear more casual clothes. Today she wore black slacks with leggings and a black pullover sweater. The slacks hugged her shapely legs, which made up for the bulky sweater covering up her breasts. And I found out that she would be spending most of the work day filing old accounts. That meant she would be spending a lot of time in the file room, which was the only isolated room in the whole floor besides the restrooms!
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I spent most of the morning preparing for what I wanted to do to her. I knew she was a creature of habit, going to the file room at set points of the day. I also knew that the file room doors were left open during business hours. Anyone could go in there at any time. By two-thirty, I knew it would soon be time for her to head to the file room again. I watched as she started getting files ready for her to bring with her, then I took my afternoon break. The restrooms on the floor were across the small hallway from the file room. Most folks don’t take their afternoon breaks until three, so I knew not too many folks would notice that instead of heading to the elevators or to the men’s room, I went into the file room. The file room is filled with racks upon racks of old files. In the far back of the room was the copying machine. It was out of the line of sight with the door, so in order for you to see the copying machine, you had to go through the door, down three rows, then turn right. Many of the file boxes weren’t put up on racks yet, so I hid myself behind one stack of boxes and waited for Allison to show up. Read more
I had just about given up hope, but this day would change my life for ever. It was my last interview for a great job, and I was nervous as hell to begin with. I entered into the office of a big corporation and was greeted by the receptionist who led me into another private office, where I was to fill out some more papers before my interview. The secretary was quite a looker. She wore a blue pinstripe business suit and had long brown hair that she had braided. She looked as if she belonged in the movies, not the business world. Her body was also quite nice, with her firm tits filling out her blouse very amply. I had to think of other things for fear of exposing a bulging hard on! Just then her boss came running thru the office and said something about an emergency and that he’d be gone for the next few hours. She was to cancel all appointments and reschedule them for another time. Great. My last day in the city and I get my last hope canceled. The secretary quickly called the other appointments and informed them of the bad news. Meanwhile, I was left standing there with a look of total shock on my face. I explained to Marilyn, that was her name, my situation, and how I had to leave on a flight later that day. She could see the look of dejection on my face, and she came around and gave me a light hug, to help ease my pain. Her arms around me felt good, I must admit, and her perfume was strangely seductive. She said that considering my situation, perhaps she could take a look at my papers and give me a private interview and relay the information to her boss. I told her that would be very generous and kind of her, and with that we went into her bosses office and she shut the door behind us with a sly grin on her face as she turned the lock and walked over to the desk. She proceeded to take off her jacket, which left her dressed in her skirt and blouse, which now looked more sexy than ever. Looking over my papers, she muttered something about how impressive they looked and how she felt I would be a valuable asset to the company. With that she got up from the desk and came over to the front of the desk where she turned around in a way that looked like one of those models on tv, and her voice took on a less professional quality and a more erotic sense. “Speaking of assets, what do you think of this asset?” as she bent over to pick up a pencil she had purposely dropped. Her skirt hugged her ass tight and her legs accented the lush shape of her cheeks. I hastily cleared my throat and stuttered something about it being one of the best assets I had ever seen. With that she lifted her skirt up above her thighs and revealed her long legs, dressed in white nylons and a garter belt, and a pair of crotchless panties, that showed off her finely trimmed pussy. “Perhaps you’d like to go over my assets in more detail?” she smiled, and with that she started unbuttoning my shirt and tie. I grabbed her by the ass and pulled her face into mine and kissed her deeply, our tongues probing into the recesses of our mouths. She had my shirt off in no time, and I returned the favor by removing her silk blouse, which in turn revealed her large, firm tits held up by only a small bra that I removed quickly. Her nipples stood up like cherries on a float, and my mouth quickly engulfed one, then the other tit, sucking them till they were hard and excited. She moaned in pleasure as my hands caressed her ass underneath her skirt, feeling her smooth ass and the edges of her panties. I slipped a finger into her dripping pussy, and she went crazy.
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At that she dropped to her knees and removed my pants and sprang my hard cock free at last. Her expert tongue began licking and nibbling on my tool and she quickly engulfed the whole shaft into her warm and moist mouth. She proceeded to suck me like it was the last cock in the world, and I was in total ecstasy. I begrudgingly lifted her head and told her I was going to come soon and that I wanted to save that for now. I stood up and pulled her skirt down over her legs, which left Marilyn dressed only in her hose and garter belt, and panties which I pulled off with my teeth. She sat up on the desk and spread her legs for me as I knelt down and started to suck greedily on her pussy. She held my head into her cunt and begged me to eat her out, which I willingly did! Her clit started to grow and I quickly found it and sucked hard on it, which sent Marilyn into a shuddering orgasm, flooding my mouth with her juices. I lapped up all I could, then stood up a minute and kissed her mouth, sharing her sweet nectar with her. This made her even more excited and she pushed me back down and begged to be sucked some more. I obliged, licking the walls of her pussy with my hard tongue, sending shivers up her spine as she shook with orgasm after orgasm. My cock was dripping now with precum and she said she wanted to taste it, so I stood up and she rolled over on the desk and was laying with her head over the side and her hot ass raised ever so slightly. She took my cock into her mouth and licked up all the precum and again i felt myself on the verge of exploding, so I pulled away again and walked around to the back of the desk where I pulled Marilyn closer so her ass was now on the back edge of the desk, and I grabbed it and kissed her cheeks lightly, sticking a finger up her pussy at the same time. This seemed to really set Marilyn off so i added a second and a third finger, fucking her with my hand for a few minutes. Then she begged to be fucked with my cock, so I stood up and put the tip of the head just into her pussy from behind, and teased her for a little bit. Just a bit at a time until she couldn’t stand it any longer and she thrust her ass backwards which made her pussy engulf my entire cock. I started thrusting slowly in and out her and she met each thrust with a reverse thrust of her own that made our rhythm perfect. I reached over and played with her tits while we fucked doggy style on the boss’s desk. What an interview I thought to myself as fucked this insatiable woman silly. Marilyn rolled over and lay on her back, her sexy legs raised high over my shoulders and I sank my cock deep into her drenching pussy. Her face showed signs of total pleasure as I fucked her deeper than ever before with her legs lifted up and I grabbed her ass and raised her off the desk just a few inches. This seemed to open up just another inch inside her and I plunged my cock to the deepest limits of her cunt. She began shaking in a violent orgasm that sent chills down my spine, as my secretary continued to fuck like no other woman I’d had before. I fucked her harder and faster, sensing my own building orgasm. She could sense it too, as she warned me that she had better get to taste some of that come or I’d never get any job! I pulled out and climbed on top of her, and started fucking her tits with my steel rod. Her tongue met every forward thrust and her lips teased me with a wanton lust of come. It didn’t take long and I moved forward so she could take the whole cock in her mouth, which she did easily. Her mouth seemed to tighten up as I increased my tempo, fucking her like a pussy. Read more
It was the summer of 1989 and I was working down at the beach in a bicycle repair shop. On the other side of the shop was a small office with a table that was used as a rental shop. Around 5pm, two great looking girls came in and wanted to rent bikes for the week. I immediately offered to help and motioned them towards the office. Tammy was 5’6?, looked to be about 125lbs, blond hair, blue eyes and a killer tan. Renee was 5’1?, about 105lbs, red hair, green eyes and yes, a great tan also. I asked them what kind of riding they were intending on, and they said since the traffic was so bad, they just wanted something they could get to the mall and grocery with. I fixed them up with some touring bikes that had racks to put their purchases in. They signed the release tickets and I watched as the two firm bodies rode away.
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I figured that was the last I would see of the two beauties until it was time to bring the bikes back. Fortunately, I was wrong. Just as we were closing up at 9pm, the phone rang. It was Tammy. She and Renee had been riding around and must have encountered some glass as they both had flat tires on the bikes. I got the address of where they were staying, loaded up the necessary gear and took off. When I got to the apartment, I could see the bikes sitting on the rims. When I knocked on the door and didn’t get an answer, I started to work on the flat tires, figuring the girls were down on the beach. As I continued working, someone snuck up behind me and put their hands over my eyes. I was then told to stand up slowly and not to say a word. I was led forward and soon told to sit down. As I sat down, the hands were removed and I saw that I was in a bedroom. Tammy was laying beside me in her bathing suit and Renee was the culprit who had captured me. The girls said they were turned on when they saw me riding around and had come in to the bike shop only to see me. But Tammy had figured that if they had a problem with the bikes that I would come out to see them. They had let the air out of the tires and called hoping to get me. I told them I was turned on when they first came in and that I jumped the chance to go on their service call. Renee looked at Tammy and said “Well, I got him over here, so you do what you want with him first.” and walked out of the room. Read more
They had been working on the system for twenty-one straight hours now. It was finally up and running; their client, a large banking law firm, wanted the in-house system plugged into a banking information network and a huge legal database. The conversion had taken over four hundred thousand dollars worth of hardware and software, in addition to three weeks of work, and in the end Ryan thought that it would have been simpler just to order every single piece of shit in the IBM catalog that would fit inside the cabinet and load it onboard. And now the computer was getting ready to entangle itself into an international 24-hour database. The Brain would never shut off again; now, it was going through a self-test, getting ready to read market data, scan the newspapers, and watch the local trouble spots in locations around the world where the firm had clients. Its huge main monitor was split into sixteen screens, one screen for each communication controller operating in the building. Ryan was trying to give each of them in turn something approaching his immediate and undivided attention.
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He was having trouble concentrating, however. His software engineer, Kelly, was a sweet young thing just out of MIT…young, blonde, beautiful, and brilliant. She showed a decided preference for working in sweats, and since the machine room was cooled to 68 Fahrenheit, sweats were comfortable. But while she and Ryan were hooking up the cabling on a replacement unit, and now again as they crowded in front of the monitor to watch The Brain do its setting-up exercises, they had been working in close quarters. And Ryan had found himself meditatively studying the curves of her beautiful, firm ass underneath her crimson sweatpants. Wondering what it would be like to nibble on her neck, near her hairline, with her on all fours… With an effort, Ryan snapped out of this pleasant fantasy. The console beeped, signaling the end of the self-test. “Is it ready to connect now?” asked Kelly. Read more
My office had gotten a little dim, I noticed, and it was the first hint that my workday was almost over. I ran my eyes along the next proofing document, not really reading it, more so sizing it up. I was debating whether to call that one the last for the day, or the one I was about to finish. I thought about going home and decided there wasn’t much worth hurrying home for. In the grand scheme of things, my fish would just have to survive an extra half hour without dinner. A comical thought of my goldfish tightening their proverbial belts came to mind. I chuckled as I finished the Brown vs. Metzger proof and sat back with a smiling sigh. I unfolded the manila envelope and pulled out the next piece of documentation. I noticed right off that this proof involved literary guidelines referring to an acquisition, not to dismissal like all the others I had been working on today. By now, I was very much alone in my tall office building and had no interns to send for the needed support documents. This meant a trip to the library. I decided that I would retrieve the needed volumes, set them on my desk, and leave the whole thing for tomorrow.
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Four flights of stairs lead me to the reference section in the upstairs portion of the library. The dimly lit room had the feel of seclusion. During the day, the lights were almost blinding and the bustle of people usually left little or no room for off-hand speculation. More of a get in, get it, get out type of situation than anything else. I walked over to the Acquisition shelves and began running my finger across the leather-bound book spines when I heard a giggle. A sort of mischievous giggle that implied eager titillation. I swung my head around, curious to see who would be trying to out do me in the “working late” department. The balcony was empty, save an abundant array of reference books and legal propaganda. I thought for a moment, and was about to dismiss the giggle as a result of over-working, but it came again. The sound was coming from downstairs in the main portion of the library. Read more
