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Every Good Businessman Should Have One ... or Two
by The Woodpecker
If you like this and want to see more, leave me a note at
NixPix. Any and all suggestions, comments, and hot
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A second part to the story titled, "Better Eat Your
Wheaties," stored as FUCKANNA.TXT on NixPix.
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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