She walked out of my grasp and everyone opened a path and watched with interest. It was as if we could see him gulp down a huge breath as the big boss’s naked wife approached him. She stepped up to him and softly touched his shoulder. He was wearing nice slacks and a buttoned shirt but underneath she could see a black t-shirt.
Softly, she said, “I don’t mean to embarrass you, Miles, but except for my husband and the Partners, I don’t know any of the men and I liked the way you were worried about the rules and my husband. Since you are working here, though, I assume …”
A smile finally broke through his nervousness. “There is no place private, ma’am,” he said as he scanned around the office once more as if he might suddenly discover something he had missed all along.
She took his hand, “I’m already naked in front of the entire office.”
“Oh … yeah … right … okay, so … the conference room, then?”
She smiled, seemed to select which conference room she was going to, and pulled him along behind her. As she passed, I recognized that look. Her nipples were erect and her face reflected a very deliberate intention to be fucked. Normally, however, I would see that strictly at home for Mr. C and me to react to.
He caught up to her as they passed everyone and he held the glass door of the glass-enclosed room for her. She looked out and, although most were heading back to their desks or offices, she still felt completely exposed. She realized that even if nobody was really watching the presence of 19 people just beyond the glass was going to feel like she was being watched. Exhibitionism. Yes, she had to admit, Abby was definitely right when she talked about the extra thrill of public exhibitionism and public sex.
She stood with Miles in the conference still trying to have the exposure feel normal. Finally deciding it would take more than one time for this to feel ‘normal’, she brazenly stepped up to Miles, took his face in her hands, and kissed him. She smiled. Despite his nerves, at least he didn’t faint, but his response was tentative, reflecting the nerves of being with the boss’s naked wife. She tried, again. This time she took him into her arms, the kiss being more intentional on her part, too. He sighed and seemed to relax or at least decide he was committed. He put his arms around her and cautiously stroked her bare back and soon allowed his hand to roam over her ass. When she pressed into him, he responded by pulling her tight against his body and reflexively pressing his hips forward into her.
She moaned into his mouth as she pressed her groin into the obvious hardness of his cock. That was the icebreaker, both feeling the need and desire of the other. They gasped breath into each other’s mouths and she began fumbling to unbutton his shirt. She broke the kiss to remove his shirt and saw the t-shirt underneath that said HALO. She had no idea what that might be about but guessed it might be some computer game. Not thinking about the t-shirt too much, though, she yanked it from his slacks and pull it over his body and head. He had the body of a computer guy who probably spent more time on the computer in his free time in one day than he probably spent on exercise of any type in a week.
She dropped to her knees in front of him, easing his shoes and socks off without even thinking how it might be done in the office. Just because the women were naked didn’t necessarily mean the men might do more than drop their pants. But she knew what she liked when having sex and that was a naked man. She then undid his belt, lowered the zipper on his slacks, and pull them down his legs. With his slacks pooled at his feet, she grasped his boxers and began lowering them … and gasped.
“Oh, my god, Miles,” she exclaimed. She looked up at his face, then back to his nearly erect cock. How unfair that she should jump to conclusions, she admonished herself. Just because he was a short, skinny guy? “Miles …” she uttered after kissing the head of his cock, “… your cock …” then took the head between her lips, “… is beautiful.”
She engulfed his cock into her mouth as she finished pushing his shorts and slacks to his feet. He placed a hand on her head as he pulled his feet free but she didn’t relinquish his cock from her mouth. Okay, she thought, it wasn’t Joe’s but a 9″ cock on this man was a surprising bonus.
His cock was plenty hard but she took it deep into her mouth and down her throat because she could and knew it would surprise and excite him more. And she was right. He groaned loudly as he felt his cock slide down her throat, then she clenched her throat for good measure, just the way Abby had taught her.
She pulled her mouth from his cock and licked up his body to kiss him hotly. “I need you to fuck me, Miles,” she gasped. “I want your beautiful cock inside me. Please… how do you want me?” His breathing was quickly becoming more and more ragged as she used the words to excite him. Asking to be fucked; using ‘please’; and her admiration for his cock, though it was VERY nice.
She half expected to be bent over the table, but he encouraged her onto the table, instead. She got into position with her ass at the edge and propped herself up with her elbows. She wanted to watch him and she even wanted to glance out the wall.
He grasped her hips and pulled her closer to the edge before lifting her ankles and placing her legs over his shoulders. He slid a finger along her pussy lips. “God, you’re wet. This isn’t new is it?”
“Fucking, no, but all the rest of this is very new. Abby is my teacher, Miles. She’s shown me nudity, threesomes, anal, and girl-girl. But public sex … public sex is new. Public exhibitionism is new. And, you Miles, you’re new, too.” She smiled up at him but the smile was stained, strained by need and desire and open lust. “Fuck me now, Miles.”
He grasped his cock and positioned it at her wet hole and immediately sank half of it into her. She gasped at the penetration and moaned as it pressed quickly inside. He pulled part way out and thrust back in. After several times, their bodies made contact and both groaned out at the satisfaction of it.
“Oh … fuck … me!” It was more pleading. Now it was merely words, sounds, and expressions of pleasure. As she and Joe expanded their sexual experience with Abby, they learned how sounds and exclamations enhanced the excitement. So, she let it flow.
His hands grasped more firmly at her hips as his fucking became ever more powerful thrusts. He certainly wasn’t a strong man but he used what he had effectively and his cock rammed deep into her pussy and his thickness, like Joe’s, filled her pussy. She watched his cock pull and thrust, the shine of her juices visible on his cock with each pull. She felt her breast bounce on her chest with each thrust back in. When she glanced to the side, through the glass, she saw Bob Sullivan, Stan Peterson, and Pam Benson, the other Partners, walking past, probably to meet with her husband. They all looked in at them, all seeing her being fucked by one of the employees, and all giving her knowing smiles as they passed. It was additionally exciting to see Pam Benson walking casually alongside them, she was naked and they were dressed.