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"Every Good Businessman Should Have One . . . or Two"
by The Woodpecker
A second part to the story titled, "Better Eat Your Wheaties,"
I arrived at work early the next day, tired but expectant. I'd
thought
Anna might have plans for a special wake-up, but she just lay asleep on
the
bed until I left--so difficult to leave a naked sleeping woman on the
bed!
But as I ran water into the coffeemaker in my office, I patted the
package
in my jacket pocket and smiled. I couldn't wait to see Laura's eyes
when she
pulled the red ribbon off the box and opened the lid. My cock twinged
and a
flush of anticipation ran through my chest. When to give it to her? Not
too
early--after all, there IS work to be done--but not too late; plans
needed to
made or broken.
Promptly at eight, Laura peeked into the office. "I saw your
lights--what
are you doing here so early? Aren't you tired?" she smiled saucily.
"No, chipper and ready to go. Got a good night's sleep and woke up
full of
energy." Her smile dropped a bit, almost a look of confusion. "When's
my first
appointment?"
"Nine thirty," she said, glancing down at my calendar in her hands.
"Okay, hold my calls." I turned my gaze down to my desk, acting as
if
reading a memo. After a minute I looked back up. "Anything else?"
"No, no. I'll page you when your appointment arrives." Laura's blond
hair
brushed the door as she turned and left.
I leaned back in my chair and fantasized about my big surprise for
my
secretary. She'd never suspect.
~~~~~
The morning went smoothly and rather quickly. I had meetings all
morning and
only twenty minutes break for lunch--not quite long enough for my mind
to
wander to more pleasant matters. Then, at 4:30, the afternoon mail
arrived.
"Mail call," Laura said, striding across my office floor carrying a
thick
pile of envelopes. She dropped them on the blotter before me and walked
over
to the coffeepot. "Want a refill?"
"Sure, thanks," I said, leafing through the mail. She was standing
beside
me, pouring, when I came upon a plain manila envelope with a label
addressed
simply to "Occupant -- Office 102B." "What's this, I wonder," I said,
reaching
for the letter opener. Laura usually screened out any junk that
came--office
supply catalogs and such--and even opened the envelopes for me. What a
secretary!
"Hmm, I don't know. I guess I missed that one," she said, putting
the
decanter back on the heater.
I reached into the envelope and pulled out a lumpy sheath of papers
as I
tilted my chair back and set an ankle up on my knee. In my hands was a
catalog
with something thick tucked into it: the cover showed a brunette on her
hands
and knees, facing away from the camera, looking over her shoulder with
a smile
as her ass pointed toward the camera, covered with tight pink panties.
I
shifted slightly and the bulge in the catalog flattened as a black
fishnet
stocking slid into my lap. I looked up to see my door closing as Laura
left. I
paused, then looked back down at the sexy material. Time for Laura's
gift yet?
I wondered. No, I decided, I'd check this stuff out first.
I held the stocking up to my face and breathed the scent on it--a
familiar
scent lingered on it, but I couldn't place it. Probably some perfume
I'd
smelled in a magazine somewhere. I rubbed the material against my cheek
as I
turned the pages. Bras, panties, stockings, teddies, bustiers,
everything a
horny man could desire on the kind of women that every man desires. My
cock
was throbbing as I flipped the pages, considering which pieces I'd buy
for
Anna--or even Laura, if things went right!
Then I turned a page and a sheet slipped out onto the floor. I bent
down
(with some pain as my cock twisted in my pants) and read it:
This is my favorite catalog. I buy something from it every
time it comes. And when they come, I can't help but CUM too,
'cause I love the feel of these kinky things on my body. I'm
wearing some now . . .
It wasn't signed, but I knew who to call.
I reached into my desk drawer and pulled out the gold-wrapped box. I
put
it on the front edge of the desk and pushed the intercom button.
"Laura," I
said, "I need dictation."
"Right away."
I hurriedly put the catalog and the stocking in the open drawer and
pushed
it shut. I leaned back in my chair again and watched Laura close the
office
door and sit in the chair across from my desk.
"Yes sir? A memo or a letter?" She sat with her legs crossed
demurely, her
back straight, holding her tits up proudly under her light silk dress.
The
black fabric was loose and summery, but tight in the right places, like
across
her breasts, so I could see an outline of nipples. Plus, the dress was
cut a
bit deep for office work, and she'd unbuttoned the top button to
display her
deep, creamy cleavage. A small mole on her left breast added an element
which
was incredibly sexy to me.
"Before we get to the dictation, why don't you open that box," I
said.
"A present?" she said, bending over (with a lovely flash of tit) to
take
the gift. "You really shouldn't have, it's not proper." She grinned and
stared
at me with her green eyes.
"It's just a little something. A thank-you gift for all your hard
work." I
shifted in my seat to relieve some pressure from my hard-on.
Laura pulled the red ribbon bow and hung it around her neck. "I
really
can't believe this, Mr. Sommers," she said, pulling the paper off.
"Call me Jack," I said, standing up to walk around the desk. I
leaned back
on the desktop and looked down on Laura's blond head. "Go ahead," I
said and
nodded at the box.
Laura pulled the lid off and turned back the tissue paper. "What is
it?"
she asked. I remained silent as she hooked her fingers in the black
lace g-
string inside. She lifted them up and stretched them in the air between
us.
She giggled and looked up at me. "They go with the stockings!" Laura
held the
damp lacy string up to her face and inhaled my cum and Anna's cream.
"Uuuummmmmmm . . . wonderful," she said, then flicked her tongue across
the
lace. "Oh, they taste so good. Is some of it yours?"
"Of course. But let's do some comparison shopping," I said, reaching
into
my pocket and pulling out Laura's white panties from the day before.
"Which
one do I like better?" I sucked a bit of the material between my teeth
and
sucked. "Really good, baby, tasty."
I walked behind Laura's chair and rested my groin against the back
of her
head. I leaned over and took the g-string from her. I repeated the
tasting
process. "Yum, that's good too. I can't decide--what do you think?" I
held
both pair of underwear under Laura's chin and glided the silky fabric
along
her face. She bent her head to breathe the aroma and licked against
each of
the soiled garments.
"I like Anna's best--but I can't tell which is hers and which is
yours.
Let me find out." She turned in her chair and sat up on her knees. She
looked
up at me and undid my belt. She flickered her tongue over her red lips
as she
pulled my pants and underwear down past my buttocks and then
half-closed her
eyes as she took my cock into her mouth. I stared down at the
unfamiliar blond
head at my crotch, feeling my balls contract as Laura swirled her
tongue
around my cockhead and down the shaft. She pushed her ass high in the
air and
I leaned over to massage her through the now tight black fabric. My
hands
roamed over her taut flesh, kneading and rubbing as she pulled at me
with her
mouth.
I reached down and grasped the hem of the dress in each hand and
lifted it
up over her and laid it across her back, exposing her long thin thighs
and her
white bikini panties. I pulled the panties down and gaped at her tan
ass--not
a tan line anywhere! I felt myself grow in Laura's mouth, and she kept
sucking
and sucking, pushing the head against her throat and drawing her teeth
along
the length of my shaft. I bent and kissed her cheeks and slid my hands
up the
backs of her legs, gradually moving inside her thighs. My fingers had
just
brushed her pussy for the first time when I felt my balls pull up tight
and I
shot a load into Laura's mouth. I'd had too little warning to stop and
pull
away; I'd hoped to be inside my secretary the first time I came with
her. My
cock jumped a few more times before Laura sat back and swallowed. She
slid her
hands up my ribcage and we kissed deeply, then she crouched back down
and
cleaned me off. I reached down to attack her pussy, but she moved away
and
stood up.
"Later," she whispered, and stepped out of her panties. "Let's wait
for
later. When can I come over?"
"S-- seven." I embraced her and gave her a long, wet kiss. Laura
wrapped
the panties around my half-stiff cock and pulled my pants back on and
fastened
the belt.
"Seven it is." She bent down and picked up the two pairs of panties
on the
floor. She pulled the white ones on, and then the black g-string over
them!
"Til then--" she said, walking to the door. She put her hand on the
knob, then
paused and turned around. "Just so you won't forget," she said, and
lifted a
tit out of her dress, then licked its nipple. "I'll see you later." She
was
gone.
I reached into my pants and massaged my cock a bit with her panties,
then
pulled them out and put them in my pocket. I walked back to my desk,
retrieved
the catalog and the stocking, rolled the two up, and put them in my
jacket
pocket. I glanced at the other mail on the desk. "Fuck it," I said. It
could
wait til tomorrow; I had more pressing engagements.
~~~~~
I sped home to get things ready for Laura's visit. I fondled the
panties in my
pocket and images of Laura's ass popped into my head as I drove. Anna
was
reading a magazine at the kitchen table when I arrived.
"It's on, hon," I said as I walked in.
"What's on?" she asked, glancing at my pants. "Are you ready to fuck
again? So soon? Last night . . ." She smiled up at me.
"I'm ready again, but not til seven. Guess who's coming to dinner."
I held
out the panties.
"Oh, great!" Anna squealed and grabbed the garment. "Are they wet?"
"Not yet--but whatever she wears tonight sure will be. Hot, too," I
said,
tossing the catalog on the table.
"These are super," she said, leafing through it.
"Read the note Laura put in it."
"Jack, I'm going to call her--don't listen. I want us to surprise
you."
I obediently went to my room and changed my clothes. I picked out a
pair
of jeans and a sport shirt, left my shoes and socks off, and splashed
some
cologne on. I opened my drawer for some clean shorts and found a bag on
top.
Inside were a pair of deep blue silk boxers, which I pulled on. I
smiled when
I thought of Anna buying the underwear for me--and even more when I
thought of
what else she might have brought home. I dressed and walked back to the
kitchen just as Anna hung up the phone.
"It's all set," she said. "Why don't you go for a walk for a while.
Come
back about 7:30."
"But that's over an hour from now," I mock-whined.
"Well go to the park. Laura and I have to get set." She kissed me
and
rubbed my behind. I squeezed hers and then lightly spanked her.
"I'll be here." I walked out the door to wait.
After smoking almost half a pack of cigarettes and walking around
with a
hard-on, I arrived home. I had the key out, but I decided at the last
minute
to knock instead. I was met at the door by Anna, who showed only her
head as
she answered.
"Come on in." I walked through the doorway and saw that the living
room
had been rearranged, the coffee table moved from the center of the room
to the
wall, and the chairs moved likewise to the edges of the room. This
created a
ten foot square in the middle of the apartment. But what excited me was
a
video camera on a tripod in the corner of the room.
Anna shut the door behind us and grasped me around the waist. I
began to
turn around but she said, "Wait, I'm going to blindfold you for a few
minutes.
It was Laura's idea."
"Okay," I said, "She's never failed me yet." A scarf was tied across
my
eyes and I was led to the couch.
"Now take off your clothes--but not your boxers--and sit down," Anna
ordered. I did as she said and settled back into the cushions. I put my
hands
in my crotch and jacked myself a bit with the blue silk. Then I felt
hair on
my stomach and a kiss on my hand.
"Okay, I'm going to open your eyes for you now. Presenting--Miss
Laura
Robbins!"
A tape began to play soft music and the scarf was removed. Before me
stood
Laura, wearing a long black nightgown of see-through lace except for a
v-
shaped opaque panel running over her breasts and down over her nether
region.
She stood with her hands on her hips, then spun to show her back view.
She
walked a few steps left and right, then slid her hands up and down her
torso,
closing her eyes and licking her teeth as she touched her tits. Then
she
stopped, smiled, and walked out of the room. I started to stand, but
behind me
Anna said, "No, wait, there's more."
I turned and saw Anna at the video camera. She wore a pair of my
pajamas
and looked very frumpy. Seeing my scowl, she said, "Don't want to waste
it, do
we? Don't worry, you'll like it. I promise."
I heard Laura walk back into the room. I turned and saw she wore
another
black outfit, this time a satin camisole with white ribbon ties and a
pair of
tap pants. Again she showed herself off, then played with herself a bit
before
disappearing back into our bedroom. My cock was fairly hard after this,
but I
resisted the temptation to stroke it.
The third set was a red teddy, a wisp of lace which allowed a peek
of her
nipples. Laura also wore a pair of lace gloves, which she used in
striptease
fashion, dropping them in my lap. I reached out to grab Laura, but she
danced
away, pulling the cloth up tightly in her ass as she walked out,
smiling over
her shoulder. This time I did grab my boner, but Anna advised me to
hold on.
The fourth outfit was lavender, and an all-out production of garter
belt,
stockings, g-string, push-up bra, spike heels and a sheer shift. Laura
didn't
even act like a model this time, but directly began a striptease. She
lifted
the shift off and tossed it on the floor, then put her hands over her
lovely
large tits. She took the nipples between her fingers and kneaded them
as she
ground her hips. Then she lifted her tits from the bra and ran her
tongue over
the perky erect nipples, while sauntering close to me on the couch. She
offered me a lick, but pulled away when I bent closer. She unhooked the
bra
and tossed it at me. Laura put a foot up on the arm of the sofa and
rubbed the
g-string covering her mound. She looked at me as if to warn me away
from
touching her during this phase of the strip. I gazed at her
lace-covered cunt
in anticipation. I only hoped Anna knew what she was doing behind that
camera.
Laura soon moved to her stockings, unhooking each one and slowly
running
them down her legs, her tits swaying heavily as she did so. When both
stockings were around her ankles, she stared toward Anna and undid the
garter
belt, held it between her legs, and ran it back and forth across her
pussy,
pulling the g-string into her cunt as she pulled the belt harder. Then
she
dropped the belt and grasped the string, yanking the cloth between her
lips in
a small strip, and leaned toward me at last.
"Do you like this, Jack? Do you want to . . . suck me?" she
whispered.
"I want to fuck you hard," I replied.
Laura turned around and offered her ass to me. "Kiss me," she said.
I
could see the g-string pulled up into her cunt, and the fabric was
becoming
wet where it had slipped in and out. I put my tongue against the wet
spot and
pushed. A pair of groans came from Laura and Anna. I licked the fabric
and the
skin surrounding it and held Laura's legs. She pushed against my face
as I
worked and reached a hand behind to hold my head in place.
When my tongue began to become tired, I slid my hands up the insides
of
Laura's thighs and put a finger against her twat, pushing the fabric of
the g-
string into the damp crevice, then hooked the finger on the string and
yanked
it down, exposing Laura's slit and asshole to my tongue. I licked her
pucker,
then pushed hard against it, causing Laura's knees to buckle
momentarily. She
stepped forward and laid down on the lavender shift on the floor, legs
spread
and the g-string glistening. She cupped her tits and rubbed them, then
curled
her finger at me to join her. I stood up and looked at Anna. She smiled
and
put her hand inside the pajama bottoms, pulling it up and licking the
fingers.
She walked over to the VCR and put a fresh tape in, pointed the camera
down to
the floor, started it, and walked over to join us.
Anna dropped the pajama bottoms to show pair of red crotchless
panties
with a damp streak in them, then pulled the tops off to display her
proud tits
encased in matching red bra with nipple cutouts. She knelt down in
front of me
and reached into my shorts to pull out my rigid cock and pop it into
her
mouth. My own knees were shaky as my girlfriend licked and sucked me
while I
watched my secretary diddling herself on the floor in front of me.
I put a hand behind Anna's head and held it lightly while I bucked
my hips
into her. A few minutes later I pulled away and laid down next to Laura
in a
sixtynine, while Anna moved to help Laura with my cock. I nestled my
head on
Laura's thigh and snapped the ribbons of the g-string apart, pulling
the
fabric out of her twat to drop on the floor. I licked the insides of
her
thighs and reached her cunt lips, sopping with cream. I ran a finger
around
the edges, then traced a line around her neatly-trimmed blond bush. I
laid the
finger along the edge of her pussy, then pushed it in slightly and
licked the
cream that oozed out. I curled my finger and eased it downward and into
her
hole and licked her with abandon as my finger gently fucked her.
While I moved on Laura's cunt, Laura licked my balls and lower shaft
as
Anna tickled and nibbled my cockhead. Anna would envelope me and then
lightly
scrape her teeth as she released the head, and Laura would give my
balls a
squeeze every now and then. I was close to losing it, but I was still
determined to cum in Laura's twat first if I could.
I tongued Laura's hood and found her clit just as she sucked my
balls into
her mouth. I began flicking her button with fury as she held my
testicles
tightly, and at that moment Anna put enormous suction on my cock. Pure
bliss!
I put a second finger in Laura's pussy and stroked quickly as I nibbled
her
clit, and then my head froze as I shot into Anna's mouth. I quivered
and
buried my face between Laura's legs as my cock jumped, then rolled over
as
Anna released my cock and I looked down to see Anna and Laura in a wet
kiss,
sharing my cum.
"Tasty," Laura said, "Better than this afternoon." She turned her
head and
rubbed the last of my cum across her chin. "Wonderfully sticky, Jack."
"I'm not through yet, darlin', not by a long shot," I growled, and
put my
tongue back on her clit, and a third finger in her slit. Within a few
moments,
her hips were bucking in orgasm. Anna crawled down and tasted Laura's
cream
with me.
"Ummm, wonderful! So sweet!" She ran a finger in Laura's cunt and
put it
in Laura's mouth.
"Yes, delicious! How about you?" Laura said, and slid a finger
inside
Anna's panties and licked it off. "Yes, you're wonderful too! Let me
really
taste you, come here." Laura pulled Anna's legs open to put her cunt
over her
face and began licking. My cock was rampant again and I decided that
some true
fucking was what I wanted. I ran my head along Laura's slit to
lubricate
myself, then lifted her hips up and eased my cock into her. Her twat
was tight
but long enough to take my eight inches easily; the pressure around my
girth
was very stimulating in comparison to Anna's relatively loose pussy. I
pumped
in and out and went after Laura's beautiful tits with my hands and
mouth,
sucking her large nipples and kneading her mounds as she sucked my wife
out.
Anna bent over and went began going tag-team on Laura's tits. Moans
filled the
room--not to mention my own grunting! Laura was expertly bringing Anna
to
orgasm and I wasn't far off myself. Laura's tight twat was new and
exciting to
my pecker, and just seemed to fit perfectly. I lightly fingered her
clit again
and, remarkably, we all came together--despite the odds!
After a bit, Anna stood up and stopped the camera. I pulled out of
Laura
and kissed her. Anna labeled the tape, put a fresh one in the VCR, and
came
back to the floor. She sucked my cum and Laura's cream off my dick and
then
went to the kitchen, returning with a bottle of white zinfandel and
three
glasses.
We chatted and drank wine for a while, then Laura got up and went to
the
bedroom, saying she had something else to show us. Anna looked at me
with the
same curious but hopeful look as I had.
"Don't you know what it is?" I asked.
"No, we didn't arrange anything other than this," she said. She
tipped her
glass and splashed wine on my cock, then bent over and sucked it off.
"I like
her, Jack. She's just perfect for us. She's what we needed."
Laura walked back in with her purse. She went to the VCR and changed
the
tape with one from her bag. She picked up the remote and sat back down
with
us. I filled the glasses again and we sat to watch.
The tape began with tight shot of a bed. Then a woman walked in and
laid
down, wearing a sheer, short nighty. When she looked at the camera, we
recognized Laura.
"I shot this myself. I hope you like it," she said, sipping her
wine. On
the screen, she had laid back on the pillows, her knees bent and her
thighs
slightly apart, enough to show a shadowy bush. Then she reached back
under the
pillows and extracted a dildo and a jar of Vaseline. We watched
entranced as
the Laura on tape lubed up the plastic and then rolled over onto her
hands and
knees, put a dab of Vaseline on her finger, and daubed her asshole,
leaving it
glistening to the camera. Anna gasped as Laura put the dildo to her
anus and
slowly forced it in. My cock grew rock solid as I watched the plastic
ease
into her ass.
Laura grasped my cock and began jacking me off as we watched the
tape. Now
she had three fingers in her pussy as she played the dildo like a cock
with
her other hand, fucking herself in the ass with the toy. I turned my
head and
licked Laura's nipple as she rubbed my cock. Then I quickly moved
behind her
and lifted her to her knees. Pulling her legs apart, I slid my cock
along her
wet pussy for a moment. She bent over to take me in her cunt, but I put
my
cock against her rosebud instead.
Anna, sensing what I was about to do, straddled Laura and let some
of her
own cream drip down onto Laura's ass, the liquid running down to the
head of
my cock. One quick push and I was in. Laura gasped and bucked forward,
but
soon pushed back up against my rod. We eased together slowly, and I
began
ramming her in time with her masturbation on the screen.
Anna moved underneath us, sucking my balls and fingering Laura's
twat, and
Laura bent down to bring Anna off again. I reached down and began
massaging
Anna's tits with one hand and Laura's with the other while I kept
burying my
cock in the tight asshole. I looked back at the TV screen and saw that
Laura
must have taken the camera into her hands, because she'd taped an
extreme
closeup of her cunt, moved it up to her tits, then to her face. She
smiled,
then kissed the lens, and the tape faded to black. This was definitely
not the
woman who acted as my secretary through the day! Not my demure, proper
secretary!
Laura reached forward and grabbed her purse. She pulled out the
dildo
she'd had in the tape and put it into Anna's twat. A scream emerged
from
between my legs as the plastic cock filled Anna. Laura began moaning as
well,
bringing Anna closer to cumming as she herself was being diddled to
climax. I
pushed a few more times, then pulled out slowly and ran my cock along
Laura's
ass, fucking her cheeks until I could climax. Laura felt what I was
doing and
rolled over, never slowing her dildo-fucking.
"My tits, Jack. Cum all over my tits. Come on, squirt, baby, put
your
sticky white cream all over my huge tits!"
With that beckoning, I began cumming, the first jet arcing across
her
chest and landing on her lower lip, then the next shots creating a pool
between her tits. Laura's tongue flickered out to grab the drop on her
chin,
and she rubbed the cum across her globes. Anna sat up and leaned across
Laura,
rubbing her own chest on hers, and they each rubbed my cream into the
other's
breasts.
As I was softening, Laura reached up and fondled my balls. She
looked at
Anna. "I think he has a couple more in him," she said. Anna looked at
me and
grasped my cock firmly. "I want it in my ass, too."
"But this time on tape," Laura said, walking over and starting the
camera.
She directed me to lay on the floor, then had Anna squat over me. Laura
took
the camera from the tripod and moved to the floor with us. Anna grabbed
my
cock and stroked me to firmness and soaked herself with her juices. I
eased
into her asshole, and Anna plunged quickly down my shaft. She rolled
back
slightly to give Laura a better view of her twat from the front, then
began
moving up and down my shaft, using her legs. I held onto her tits as
she
rocked, and looking around her, I saw Laura retrieve the dildo and
begin
pushing it into Anna's cunt, all the while taping. Anna wasn't long to
stand
the double stimulation, and soon she was writhing in passion. She took
the
dildo herself and began ramming it in and out and tickling her clit
while
Laura moved around the room, taping us from all angles.
As Anna collapsed beside me, Laura reattached the camera to the
tripod. I
pulled out and shot a load on Anna's back, which Laura licked into her
mouth
and then gave to Anna in a long, slow kiss. Anna and I laid spent on
the floor
while Laura sat in a chair and fucked herself to another orgasm with
her
fingers.
For the last of the evening, we sat with another bottle of wine,
talking
and laughing and lovingly caressing. We took a shower together,
sensuously
washing all of our most private regions, but intentionally holding back
from
additional coitus--we wanted something to reserve for the next time.
After promising Laura copies of all the tapes, we said goodbye. As
her
engine faded into the distance, Anna and I kissed.
"I think she deserves a raise, don't you?" Anna said.
"Not only that, but a few bonuses," I replied, holding up the
catalog.
"What about me?" Anna pouted.
We laughed together, kissed again, deeply, and went to bed.
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