Exposed

I worked late yesterday evening. 

Paul wanted to fuck me first thing, but when I got to the office we found another colleague in early to finish a report. It was deeply frustrating. 

The stream of text messages I’d received from my boss would normally have been enough to turn me into a randy little whore, but my knickers were also completely soaked by the anticipation of the weekend to come. I don’t think I have ever had such an unproductive day at the office.

If I wasn't composing suitably saucy emails to Paul or writing up yesterdays post I was trawling through file sharing websites looking for pictures of the pornstar who was staying with the Model in NW8. Her career has certainly taken off. I found masses of photographs and movies available to download but avoided the temptation to fill up my work hard-drive. Unlike my client, this pretty blonde girl does plenty of boy-girl work. I was gazing at a series of pictures of her riding a huge cock when I realised that Lora was watching me. She came and sat next to me as we clicked through the images. 

I told Lora all about the phone call the night before. She was clearly jealous of the plans for the weekend. If she hadn’t already made arrangements with Charlie the beautiful red-head, I’m sure that she would have moved Heaven and Earth to watch Ted fuck the girl on the screen. I know this because she had her hand up her own skirt as we looked at a photo of the blonde girl getting buggered.

After work, when the office was empty, I went to Paul’s office and pulled my wet knickers off. I couldn’t wait for foreplay and he took me on the desk. It was so wonderful to feel his dick inside me again. He fucked me hard. I bent over his desk and lifted the hem of my short dress and wiggled my bottom at him. He put his hands on my bum and his thumbs followed the line of my black satin suspenders across my arse as they disappeared up my skirt. He grabbed me by my hips and pulled me backwards onto his much-longed-for dick. He fucked me passionately, his hip-bones colliding with my wobbly buttocks as he impaled me on his fat long cock. He filled my cunt with each thrust, fucking me so hard that my cervix felt bruised, but as he fucked me my mind was focussed on the images I’d been looking at all day and the thought of Ted fucking the girl in the pictures.

Paul’s balls emptied into my pussy, he collapsed over me and pressed my body against his desk. I felt his cock twitching inside me, pumping the last of his spunk into my womb. I didn’t cum, but I didn’t care. 

I genuinely forgot to put my knickers on again (if Paul didn’t pick them up off the floor then they would still be there when the cleaner arrives).

I joined Lora and Chloe in the pub afterwards. Lora looked at me with utter distain when arrived, a little later than I’d promised. But she forgave me before she raced off to Victoria to get her train because I promised to tell her about everything that will happen over the weekend.

Chloe was with “Sugar” and the other guys from the post-room. I went to the bar and bought a round of drinks. My boss’s spunk was running out of my pussy and into the tops of my stockings so I had to pass the beer and wine to one of the guys and nip into the toilets in search of a handful of tissue paper. Chloe followed me in and because she’s been learning from me and becoming a terrible slut, she asked me to issue a summons to the boy who has an awful crush on her to provide her with a quick fuck in one of the cubicles.

It meant that we were on the tube later than either of us expected, but as we sat there she whispered in my ear that she was convinced that the rather geeky guy, looking slightly the worse for wear, sitting opposite us was the man she wanked off earlier.

I blame the Pinot Grigio, but it took very little effort to persuade my young friend that what the guy wanted above all else was to take a look at two girls’ recently fucked pussies. 

We watched him closely. When we both knew that he’d noticed us in our short skirts and his bleary eyes kept darting down to the tops of our stockings, it was only going to be a matter of time before we parted our legs and exposed our pink sticky cunts to his view.

The poor chap will wank off tonight until he’s raw.