Subject:      Office Rewards
Story Codes:  MF F-solo adultery inc father daughter
Diary Date:   June 6, 2006
Author:       Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary:

When my dad needed to reward some of his employees and money just wasn't 
enough, he needed something special.  What could be better than the boss's 
daughter!

Table of Contents:
   Chapter 1 – Growing Older
   Chapter 2 – An Mouthful of an Alarm Clock
   Chapter 3 - Morning at the Office 
   Chapter 4 – Martin’s Reward for a Newlywed
   Chapter 5 – Stewart’s Reward Helps a Mid-Life Crisis
   Chapter 6 – Lunch Break With Dad
   Chapter 7 – Phil’s Reward, Never Too Old to Cheat
   Chapter 8 – Day’s End


Chapter 1 – Growing Older
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I have noticed that as I am getting older, and especially during the past six 
months or so, my dad has been more wanting to do things with me that involve 
other people.  Before I was a teenager he let me wear clothes that quite 
suggestive but then people just passed me off as a little girl and nobody 
seemed to really care how he held me or if I sat on his lap.

As I started to develop as a teenager I enjoyed wearing even skimpier clothes 
but my dad became more cautious with me in public, although at home he was 
still as loving and affectionate as ever.  By the time I was sixteen or so it 
was total hands-off in public which was ironic since that was the same age at 
which he started having sex with me at home.  

Now here I was, halfway through college and starting to get more involved 
with older men, and it was if he wanted to be included in that part of my 
life in some way as well.  Given his position and my career aspirations we 
knew we could never go public with our relationship but he worked out the 
next best thing – having sex where the other people involved didn't know I 
was his daughter.

In addition to these changes, there were other signs that as I grew older my 
parents were becoming a little less rigid with other rules.  Last Christmas 
my dad broke bent one of the most solid rules that he and mom had agreed upon 
when he had sex with Beth, my best friend.  Until then my parents had been 
married over twenty years and neither one of them had ever sex with anyone 
outside their immediate families.  They had always taught me that sex outside 
of marriage was adultery and thus a betrayal of your wedding vows, even if 
your spouse was OK with it.  So when my dad did Beth right in front of me in 
our hot tub, fucking my best friend in the whole world, I was overwhelmed 
with conflicting emotions.

Overall I have to say that I was turned on, just as I am anytime I see my dad 
fucking someone.  To see him doing my closest friend was incredibly hot.  He 
and my mom rationalized it at the time by saying Beth was like another 
daughter to them having known her since she was born and me being so close to 
her.  At the same time though it wasn't the same in that she wasn't really 
part of our family so I could not tell her that I had been having sex with my 
dad since I was sixteen.  Thus while I got to watch him fucking her, she 
never witnessed anything sexual between us.  Sure, not many fathers are naked 
with their daughters in a hot tub so that had to be a bit of an eye-opener 
for her, but that wasn’t nearly the same as him having sex with me.

After that experience I wondered if now that the door had now been opened 
whether he (or my mom) would have sex with anyone else outside our family.  
Although I didn’t know of anyone off-hand, I did notice that my dad seemed to 
take a particular interest when I started working as an escort.

At first I thought it was just fatherly concern since I knew he was worried 
about my personal safety, something he had always looked after for me.  In 
talking to my mom though, I learned that he was tremendously horny after I 
would phone and tell him about my latest client.  Mom even laughed when she 
told me that she loved it whenever I went out since she knew she was in for 
some great sex when I reported in afterwards!

It wasn't until almost the end of my sophomore year of college, though, that 
I learned just how far my father would go when it came to doing things with 
me.  At the time he had some important clients in town who had quite a taste 
for women and it was up to my Dad as the senior partner to entertain them.  
He knew what their real intentions were regarding nightly entertainment.  The 
problem he faced was that if he was with them they would expect that he would 
be involved so he was hesitant about hiring just any old hookers from the 
street.  Instead I got a surprise phone call asking if I wanted to come home 
for the weekend to help him out at work.

As it turns out, "help" meant having me and my cousin Kristi serve as their 
entertainment for the evening.  After dinner we went to a hotel suite and had 
quite a wild evening.  My father had watched me fuck several of my boyfriends 
that I had brought home in the past (although most of the guys never knew) so 
it wasn't like it was the first time he had seen me with another man but this 
was entirely different.  

What made it incredibly sexy and erotic for the both of us was he that he got 
to fuck me and my cousin for the first time with someone outside our family 
watching.  Of course his clients had no idea who we really were.  They 
thought that my cousin and I were just a couple of local whores that my dad 
had picked up for the evening.  Both my dad and I were incredibly turned on 
when he fucked me in front of them, a father screwing his own daughter and 
they didn't even know it!

Afterwards when we were home we talked about that night and how we felt about 
doing something in similar in the future.  I was surprised to learn that my 
Dad had a number of similar ideas and many of them were loosely based on my 
escorting experiences.

When I went returned to school I often masturbated as I dreamed of that night 
and then fantasize about what I might do in the future.  Returning home for 
summer break I wondered when a new opportunity would arrive and it wasn't 
more than a couple of weeks that one did.

One night after work my dad came home and after we had some quick sex he 
explained to me that things had been really busy at the office lately and he 
wanted to reward a few of the guys who had put in some extraordinary efforts.  
Although he had given everyone bonuses after winning a huge settlement in 
some arcane business dispute, he thought that three of them deserved an 
extra-special prize and what could be better than to do the boss's daughter, 
especially if they thought he didn't know about it?

Having grown up knowing everyone who worked for him I asked who they were 
since odds were I had teased them at one time or another.  When he told me I 
smiled because they were all great guys and so far I had never done anything 
with any of them.  They varied in ages but all of them were married which 
made it all the more interesting for me.  Actually I had not had sex with 
anyone in his office other than Don and that was almost five years ago.

I was well aware that I had quite the reputation for being a terrible tease 
in his office.  I liked to come in dressed provocatively and then flirt with 
every guy in the office but other than a risqué joke or comment on my clothes 
nobody had ever made a real move on me.  I figured they were probably afraid 
to touch the boss's daughter!  Well, now it was looking like at least some of 
them would have that very opportunity.


Chapter 2 – An Mouthful of an Alarm Clock
=========================================

The day we had decided upon came finally and I had a terrible time falling 
asleep the night before as I fantasized about what might happen the next day.  
Finally I nodded off for what seemed like only minutes before I was awakened 
with the pleasing soft touch of my father's cock rubbing up against my 
cheeks.  Damn, time to get up already?  Oh well, at least I had the world's 
best alarm clock!  I was too tired to even open my eyes so I just opened my 
mouth wide and immediately felt his fleshy cock slipping between my lips.  He 
hadn't showered yet making the odor of his crotch pretty strong, just the way 
I liked it.  I don't like dirty men but a little sweat and sex always made a 
good combination.  There was also a lingering trace of another scent which I 
recognized as my mom's pussy – they must have had a good time last night!

I laid still as he did all of the work, stroking his cock in and out of my 
mouth like he was fucking it.  I ran my tongue around his cock as it moved 
over it, at the same time making sure I didn't let my teeth hurt him.  My 
dad's cock grew bigger and bigger as the blood rushed into it, making it feel 
warmer in my mouth as it filled him.

This was one o my favorite moments when giving a blowjob – when the cock was 
miraculously growing in my mouth.  No matter how many cocks I may have 
sucked, I still got the same thrill I had with my very first one.  It made me 
feel like the sexiest woman alive knowing that I was making it do this, that 
it transforming because it wanted me.  Although not nearly the biggest cock I 
had ever had, my dad's was respectable and when he got fully erect it was 
hard for me to take all of him in.  If I was the one controlling the BJ then 
I would get all but the last inch or so in my mouth after which I would take 
it slow and ease him down into my throat to get the final bit in until my 
mouth was pressing against the base of his shaft.

At times like now, when he was literally fucking my mouth, he would stroke 
about half of himself in and out which was easier for me to handle.  I could 
tell from the forcefulness and speed of his strokes that he was getting close 
to cumming and his breathing was getting heavier and faster.

"That's it Kelly," he gasped, "let me fuck your mouth.  Damn it feels soooooo 
good this morning."

While this morning started out with a blowjob, some mornings he would start 
by fucking me while on a few occasions he just masturbated as he watched me 
sleeping nude in bed in which case I would wake up with a face covered with 
cum.  Other than the mess I was left to clean off, I liked that occasionally 
because it turned me on to picture my dad standing over me, stroking himself 
while he admired the daughter he loved while she slept.  The dried cum on my 
face was a reminder of the love he had for me and I would play with myself as 
I dreamed of him jerking himself off and then directing streams of sperm on 
his daughter's face and body.

Mornings were for my dad in that they were my way of showing him my love each 
day.  Depending on how much time we had, sometimes I would cum but my primary 
goal was to get him off at the very least.  Even if I didn't cum (and often 
even when I did) I could always masturbate after he had left.  I could tell 
this morning was going to be one of those times as he was going to be cumming 
any second now and I had not even started to play with myself.

Yes, my dad was ready to cum!  God I loved this moment, when his erect cock 
would suddenly swell even more and that first drops of precum would emerge to 
tease me.  Then a full load of cum would emerge from the tip of his cock and 
start to fill my mouth.  The first load was almost always the biggest and it 
felt I had a garden hose in my mouth and someone suddenly turned on the water 
except in case the hose was a thick warm cock and the water was a bitter load 
of gooey cum.

My dad pulled my head into him and he held his cock still in my mouth as his 
hips involuntarily thrust forward to deposit his love into me.  After the 
first couple of loads I could feel my cheeks filling and a bit of his cum 
started to leak past my lips and down the side of my face.  With a shudder he 
gave me the last of it and he held my head to keep his cocking my mouth.  He 
was breathing heavily from the exertion and I could smell his sweaty odor.

"Oh my god that felt good.  I love you Kelly," he whispered to me.

Those last four words were what I had been waiting to hear from the first 
moment his cock awakened me.  I craved my father's love and to hear him say 
he loved me was the sweetest music to my ears.  It felt so good to be able to 
give him what he needed, to be the daughter he needed, to be the woman he 
needed.  I sucked softly on his softening cock, swallowing his cum as I did.  

Finally he released my head and I fell back onto my pillow, letting his now 
limp cock drop from my mouth.  I eventually opened my eyes for the first time 
this morning and looked up at him, a loving smile on my face as I gazed at 
him with the adoration of a daughter for her father.  He patted me softly on 
the heads and left to get ready for work.


Chapter 3 – Morning at the Office
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Normally at this time I would get up for a little while, check my e-mail and 
sometimes even chat bit.  It felt erotic to chat with friends and strangers 
after having just fucked my father.  This is one of the few times I would 
chat nude and often I would play with my clit if the person I was chatting 
with jerked off on his cam for me.  Mornings are my most naturally horny time 
and although cyber is not normally one of my favorite things to do, sitting 
there with my dad's cum either in my mouth or pussy lent a different 
perspective.

This morning there wasn't time for more playing as I knew I had to get ready 
so I could go with my dad to work.  I knew he always shaved first so I 
followed him into the bathroom and jumped into the shower and hurriedly 
cleaned myself off, trying not to get my hair wet.  I finished my shower just 
as he was through shaving so we changed places to let him shower while I 
dried off and brushed my teeth.  I grinned in the mirror as I wondered 
whether cum was a good mouthwash.

We both went to our bedrooms to get dressed.  I fixed my hair and makeup and 
then chose an outfit that appeared to be a bit more conservative than what I 
typically wore for a day at his office.  The skirt was the longest one I 
owned that wasn't floor length and it came almost to my knees.  A gift from a 
well- meaning relative, it was a simple dark blue skirt, nothing special or 
fancy, and I had never worn it until now.  A plain white button-up blouse 
with short sleeves contrasted nicely with the skirt.

Underneath I selected a simple matching bra and panties.  Pure black and 
silky, the bra was just visible under the white material of my blouse such 
that a person had to be looking for it to knew it was there.  The panties 
were skimpy but more closely related to the ones I wore as a child than to a 
thong.  I selected a dark pair of shoes with about a two inch heel, not 
enough to overwhelm the outfit but just right to tone up the muscles in my 
legs.  My hair, well it was as it was.  I just combed it out and let it fall 
to my shoulders and gave up.  A little makeup and a dash of perfume and I was 
ready.  I turned off the lights and hurried downstairs where my dad was 
impatiently waiting.

"Let's go my little slut!  We're running late and we both have a big day 
ahead of us."

I loved it when he called me that.  It was reassuring to know that my dad 
loved me enough to want me for himself yet had the confidence in me to allow 
me to have fun on my own.  I think he loved knowing that no matter how many 
other guys I sucked and fucked that he was the one I came home to.  I was not 
just a little slut, I was HIS little slut.

We got in his SUV and he drove downtown, maneuvering through the heavy tunnel 
traffic that never seemed to go away.  I hate driving in Pittsburgh and I 
prefer to use PAT and T whenever possible (buses and light train).  
Eventually we made it and he parked in the space reserved for him.  The 
lights flashed and horn beeped as he locked it behind us and we joined the 
morning foot traffic into the building and took the elevator to his floor.  
When arrived in the reception area his executive secretary greeted me and 
commented on my outfit, saying how good I looked this morning.

Mrs. Ulrich (I’ve known her most of my life and have always called her that)) 
was your stereotypical church lady.  Dad put up with her BS because she was a 
damn good executive secretary who knew where all the bones were buried, so to 
speak.  My dad has his own personal secretary, Margerie, who took care of his 
admin and appointments but the was no disputing that Mrs. Ulrich ruled the 
office.  She had never approved of the way I dressed and flirted around the 
office so I knew this nice comments was really a back-handed way of saying 
she didn't like my other outfits.

Oh well, I’d learned long ago to ignore Mrs. Ulrich.  The opinions of people 
as closed-minded and self-important as her had little impact on me.  I just 
give her a polite thank-you as we went to my dad's office where he took his 
papers out of his briefcase while I sat back and relaxed on the black leather 
couch.  It was like everyone knew when he got to work as immediately his 
phone began to ring and he was lost in the demands of his work.

I was still a bit tired and it was tempting to just lay back on the couch and 
take a nap but instead I went out and walked over to the mail room where I 
knew there would be large pile of paper to file from the work the guys had 
been doing over the weekend.

As I made my way through the office I stopped and said hello to everyone.  
Although I’d never actually done anything with anyone in the office (other 
than a one-time thing almost five years ago that took place away from the 
office anyway) I knew that had a well-deserved reputation for being a 
shameless flirt.

My cousin Kristi also made an appearance now and then and if anything she was 
even worse than I was!  No doubt most of the office assumed I was a total 
slut which I did nothing to dissuade.  Although my dad and I had sex many 
times in his office, we always made sure the door was locked and outside the 
office he never laid a hand on me even so despite whatever they might think 
of my personal affairs, I doubted anyone even thought for a moment that we 
might be doing anything so naughty as having incestual sex right under 
everyone’s noses!

As I’d assumed, the mail room was full from the weekend work.  One thing 
about being in a high-power corporate legal office, it was never just five 
days week.  Most weekends found my dad either in the office or working at 
home.  At least with the new networks he had installed he was now able to 
work at home most of the time.  Still, it was rare that he got a weekend off 
and things like two-week family vacations were things other families did.

Lately there had been a big case and several of the lawyers had been spending 
even more time than usual and now that it was over after a huge verdict in 
favor of my dad's client, my dad had given them some hefty bonuses so 
everyone was feeling pretty good.  The three guys I was going to be seeing 
today had been instrumental in winning the case so my dad wanted to give them 
a "special" bonus as well.

What I had planned wasn't really wasn't as far-fetched as someone might 
think.  I have never met a man yet who didn't want me.  The only difference 
was what they did about it.  A lifetime of cultural conditioning kept most 
men in line but that couldn't stop them from dreaming.  The guys I was going 
to be with today were all married and so far as my dad knew, had never 
cheated.  That could mean one of several things: they were truly faithful, 
had never had the opportunity, or just had never been caught!

All that I was going to do was to make sure that for at least one time in 
their lives they had the opportunity.  What they did with it would be up to 
them.  If they were faithful then I expected they would be flattered at my 
offer but turn me away.  On the other hand, if it was indeed true that the 
right opportunity had never come up, then what was wrong with letting them 
realize their long-time fantasy safely and discretely?

The real quandary was how I was going to present them with their 
"opportunity".  On one hand my dad wanted them to know how much he 
appreciated their work yet on the other hand he couldn't come right out and 
hand me over saying "For all your work, here's my daughter, now go fuck her." 
I’d thought about it long and hard and had what I thought was a good solution 
ready to go.  Now it was time to put my plan in action.


Chapter 4 – Martin’s Reward for a Newlywed
==========================================

The first guy eligible for my "reward" was Martin.  He was thirty and was 
recently married to a gorgeous gal.  Martin was the office stud and I’d 
always secretly hoped that one day he might make a pass at me until he went 
and got himself married.  As the "most eligible bachelor" in the office, he 
was my favorite target as I flirted in the office.  I gave him all the 
classic moves, bending over for a dropped file to give him a peek under my 
skirt, leaning over his desk so he could see down my blouse, and rubbing up 
against him whenever I stood next to him.  I had to give Martin credit in 
that he wasn't afraid to respond in kind.  He would look where I intended and 
then wink at me as if to thank me yet at the same time let me know he knew it 
was all a game.  Well, today the game was going to get serious.

It was about 9:30 AM and everyone had pretty much settled in for a Monday 
after the usual chatter about the weekend and weather.  I waited until Martin 
was alone in his office, undid a couple of buttons on my blouse, and then 
went in with an armful of files I’d been saving up for him.  He was seated at 
his desk and was working at his computer when I laid the pile on his desk.  

martin looked up at me and smiled pleasantly saying, "Oh hi Kelly, nice to 
see you here today.  How was school?"

"Oh it was great Martin," I replied.  

The last thing I wanted to do was get lost in a discussion about school so I 
changed the subject saying, "Dad told me that you guys have been working 
really hard lately."

Martin sighed, "Yea, it was pretty grueling for a while but we did it." Then 
his expression turned to more serious and he got a look of satisfaction on 
his face.  Leaning back in his chair with his hands behind his head, he had 
this smirk on his face as he said, "They underestimated us and we took the 
bastards for everything they had."

I leaned over the desk which letting my loose blouse open up for him to get a 
clear view of my bra and cleavage.  "Well, I've never underestimated you."

Then I winked at him and kept going before he could say anything to sidetrack 
me.  "I wanted to thank you personally.  My dad says if it wasn't for you he 
would have lost the case.  Now he said I might get the car I've been wanting 
and it's all thanks to you."

Martin shook his head but I noticed his eyes were fixed on my chest as they 
always were when I flirted with him.  "Naaaaa, I was just part of the team, 
Kelly.  Everyone put in a great effort."

Ignoring him, I leaned back and walked slowly over to close the office door.  
Then I moved around the desk over to his chair where I sat on the desk with 
one leg on the floor and the other lifted up on the desk, letting my skirt 
ride up to show more of my leg – a lot more.  When I started to unbutton the 
rest of my blouse Martin's eye widened and he stammered just a bit at first.

"Uh Kelly, just what do you think you are doing?" he asked softly, as if he 
didn't already know.

I smiled seductively at him, "Just trying to show you my appreciation Martin.  
C'mon now, I've seen the way you've looked at me in the past.  You can't tell 
me you don't want any of this."

My blouse was completely unbuttoned now and I slowly took it off, sitting 
there on his desk with my white bra still on.  Martin just sat there, frozen 
in place with his hands on the arms of his chair looking stunned.  He wasn't 
reaching for me but at the same time he wasn't doing anything to stop me 
either which I took as a signal to keep going.

I unzipped the side of my skirt and slipped it down to my knees where I let 
it slide to the floor leaving me in nothing but my underwear and heels.  I 
put one finger to my lips and gave him a saucy look saying, "So tell me 
Martin, what do you think?  Is this a good reward or not?"

He kept staring at me but I could see his breathing had quickened and he 
shifted in his seat, my guess was to make room for an expanding dick.  His 
hands were now clenching the arms of his chair tightly as his eyes roamed up 
and down my semi- nude body.  He was struggling and I knew it was just a 
matter of time now but I didn't dare push too hard.  He had to work this out 
for himself and make the decision if it was to work out the way I wanted.

"Damn Kelly, I haven't been married even a year yet!  I can't do this.  I 
can't cheat on Nancy," he said but the tone in his voice lacked any 
conviction and the look in eyes was saying something entirely different than 
his mouth was. 

A smile came to my lips as I knew he was mine now.  There was nothing that he 
could do to stop what was going to happen; nor would he want to if he could.

"Don't worry about her now Martin," I whispered as I moved my panties to one 
side to reveal to him my baby smooth pussy, "Just sit back... enjoy 
yourself... you know what you want so just do it." 

I started to play with myself, running my finger up down my pussy slit 
through my panties, getting them wetter and wetter as felt myself getting 
warmer and more swollen.  I rubbed over my sensitive clit and shuddered as it 
delivered a jolt through me like an electric shock.  God I loved to be 
watched by a man when I touched myself, knowing he wants me and is getting 
hornier by the minute as he gazes at me while I masturbate for him.

I slid my panties to the side and let him see my shaved cunt.  Sliding my 
finger down, I slipped it in me and pushed it in as far as I could.  I was 
good and wet now so it slid in easily and I stroked myself as slowly as I 
could stand it.

It was time to make my next move for Martin.  I pulled my pussy wetted finger 
out and pressed it to his lips.  I was pleased when they parted slightly, 
letting me slip my finger in allowing him to taste me.  He sucked softly on 
my finger as I stood up and moved between his legs.  He was hooked now so I 
reached down and undid hid belt and then unzipped his pants.  He responded by 
pulling his pants and underwear down together to his ankles.  I looked down 
and saw he had a good- looking cock, hard as a rock now and pointing up like 
a rocket ready to launch.

I climbed up on his chair, straddling him with my knees such that his cock 
was poised directly under my wet pussy.  Our eyes locked with his just inches 
from my face.  He was looking so intense, almost as if he was trying to drill 
right through me.  I reached down and touched his cock for the first time, 
putting my hand around it and gripping it.  I started to lower myself down 
onto him and just as the tip of his head grazed my pussy he grabbed my hips 
his with his hands and held me in place.

"I can't let you do this," he said in a low voice, "It's not just my wife, I 
could never look your dad in the eye again Kelly.  Trust me, I would love to 
do this but I just can't."

I smiled and kissed him softly on the lips.  I leaned back and smiled at him 
saying, "Don't worry Martin, it's OK." I didn't do anything though, I just 
stayed where I was, waiting for him to make the next move.

It seemed like hours but it could only have been a few seconds when he let 
out a long breath and whispered, maybe to himself more than to me, "Oh fuck 
it!" 

I put my mouth to his ear and whispered the words that had never failed me, 
those two words that I knew every man wanted to hear me say to him.  Those 
words I knew Martin was hoping to hear more than anything else.

"Fuck me," I whispered in a husky voice, I didn't say another word, just 
letting him ponder what I had just said.

His grip on me released, telling me more than entire speech could ever do.  I 
lowered myself down and this time there was no resistance from the hands that 
were still on my bare hips.  I felt the tip of his cock pressing against my 
pussy and I pressed myself down onto it, forcing my pussy lips to part for 
the intruder trying to violate me.  I moaned softly as I continued to sit 
down on him, driving his hard dick into me, deeper and deeper.  Finally I had 
it all in me and I could feel his thighs under my bare ass.

I still had my panties on but they were slid over to let his cock by.  My 
arms were around his neck as his hands pushed me down hard onto his lap as my 
pussy felt itself tickled by the bush of hair surround the base of his cock.  
He groaned with his pent up as he buried his face in between my breasts.  
Then he leaned his head back and let out yet another groan.

"Oh fuck Kelly, your pussy is so damn tight.  Shit!  You have no idea how 
many times I've dreamed about how it would feel around my dick."

I didn't say a word, instead I just started fucking his cock with my pussy, 
rising up and down to let him stroke in and out of me like a warm steel rod.  
I never had a chance to cum after sucking my dad off earlier and I needed to 
badly.

Fucking Martin in his office with the rest of the staff just outside the door 
was incredibly erotic and it wasn't long before I got what I needed - a 
raging orgasm.  My pussy involuntarily clamped down on his cock like a vise 
as I gasped from the sheer pleasure I was feeling throughout every inch of my 
body.  My breasts tingled and my nipple stood out like bullets as my pussy 
creamed over the fleshy pole imbedded in it.  I closed my eyes and leaned my 
head back, moaning softly as I enjoyed the moment.

I loved my orgasms and only wished the ecstasy I felt could go on forever.  
Of course it couldn't and gradually the fire in me ebbed and my cunt released 
the iron grip on his poor cock.  I resumed my humping, wanting to make him 
cum in me.  I knew he couldn't last much longer and sure enough it was only a 
few minutes before he was ready.

"Oh god Kelly, get off so I can cum," he begged.

I shook my head violently and ground my pussy even harder on his cock, 
twisting around it while he was buried deep inside of me.  "Cum inside of me 
Martin, let me feel your cum in me."

"Oh fuck," he blurted out, "Can't stop... gonna cum... oh my god!"

I felt it then, a bloom of heat like a fireworks had just been set off deep 
inside of my lower abdomen.  His hips bucked underneath me as he drove his 
cum deeper into me.  I could feel it shooting out of his cock, streams of his 
adulterous sperm pouring into me and filling my pussy.

He came in me several times before I could feel him sagging under me, as if 
the lust that had filled him had been transferred to my pussy with his cum.  
It was always amazing to me how a man changed when he came, how he could 
suddenly shift from an animal-like fucking machine to a wet rag that 
sometimes just wanted to fall asleep which I was ready for so much more.

God it could be so frustrating!  I can't say how many times I found myself 
masturbating next a sleeping man after we had fucked, needing so much more 
than he was able to give me.  In this case it was more than just him being 
spent, it was like somehow Martin suddenly realized what his desire for me 
had blinded him to before, where we where and what we had just done.  He 
looked at me with what was almost panic in his face.

"Oh fuck," he hissed, "What the hell am I doing?  You've got to go Kelly.  I 
can't believe this!"

I still had his cock in me and I wasn't ready to let go of it quite that 
quickly so I sat down hard on him and softly responded saying, "It's OK 
Martin, I wanted it just as much as you."

Then I got up, feeling his softening cock slip out of me leaving my pussy 
feeling empty and hungry.  We both dressed and then he took me in his arms 
and kissed me for the first and what I knew would be the last time.

"Thank you Kelly, I really did appreciate it." Then he looked more serious 
and continued, "But this is not something we can ever do again, you 
understand?"

I just looked at him and for just a fleeting moment wondered if I had done 
something wrong.  Had I possibly crossed a line somehow that even I knew 
better than to?  Was it right to tempt such a decent man who truly loved his 
wife the way I had?  How was he going to feel tonight when he went home to 
his bride whom he loved more than anything?  Then I felt his cum seeping from 
my pussy as I stood there in his arms and I didn't regret it for another 
second afterwards.  After all, it was just sex and we had both enjoyed it.  I 
had fulfilled his fantasy and given him an experience he would never forget.  
I wasn't his lover nor did I want to be.  I had come into his office for one 
purpose and one only – to fuck him once, enjoy it, and walk away.  Well, I 
was just one step from having accomplished exactly that so I pulled myself 
from his arms, turned and walked out of his office without looking back.

One down, two to go...


Chapter 5 – Stewart’s Reward Helps a Mid-Life Crisis
====================================================

Leaving Martin’s office.  I went to the restroom to straighten up a bit.  As 
I walked in Mrs. Ulrich was just coming out.  She peered down at me with 
narrowed eyes and pursed lips.  I wondered just for a moment if she knew why 
my hair was tousled and my face flushed but if she did she didn't say a word.  

I sat on the toilet and used some toilet paper to wipe the cum that was 
leaking from my pussy.  My panties were soaking wet and cum stained in the 
crotch.  I knew I couldn't wear them for my next "appointment" so I bunched 
them up and slipped them in my purse.  With this ridiculously long skirt 
nobody would know the difference anyway.

I checked myself out in the mirror and saw just how flushed my face really 
was.  It always did that when I had an orgasm and I knew if I could see the 
rest of me that my upper chest was looking the same way.  I decided to stay 
in the restroom for a little bit and unwind on the couch to let it die down a 
little before someone wondered what was wrong with me.

It took a good twenty minutes before I felt comfortable leaving and when I 
came out Martin just happened to be walking past.  He looked at me and 
blushed a little bit but I was pleased when he smiled at me so I returned my 
own smile along with a mischievous wink.  He shook his head as if to tell me 
to be careful but a mischievous smile was on his face as he continued on to 
wherever he was heading.

As for me, I made my way to Stewart's office, the next guy on my "reward" 
list.  Stewart was 35 years old.  Married early while still in college, he 
had a clan of four boys ranging from four to thirteen years old.  Stewart was 
at that stage in life where things at home were sometimes overwhelming and he 
escaped to what must have been quite the fantasy life.  I deduced all this 
from the ease at which he would go hard whenever I teased him and from the 
off-hand comments he made about life at home.

Looking around to be sure nobody was watching, I slipped into Stewart’s 
office and shut the door quietly behind me.  Stewart was on the phone, 
standing up and facing the window as he talked to a client.  He didn't hear 
me enter so when he turned around he jumped just a little, obviously 
surprised to see me sitting in one of the chairs facing his desk with my legs 
crossed and blouse unbuttoned one button too many.  His eyebrows raised as he 
looked at me while he finished up his conversation and I sat there quietly 
with my legs crossed such that my skirt was pulled up enough to expose most 
of my legs but not enough for him to know I was no longer wearing any 
panties.  Finally he hung up the phone and walked around the desk where he 
leaned back against it while facing me.

"Well Miss Wells," he intoned as if he was questioning me in a courtroom 
docket, "Tell me for what I have the pleasure our your presence this 
morning?"

Damn, he was really being formal!  For a moment I wondered if this was going 
to work and I guess I must have allowed my face to betray my self-doubt more 
than I thought because suddenly he bent over laughing and then straightened 
up with a devilish grin on his face.

"Oh come now Kelly, you know better than to let ol' Stewart pull your leg – 
pretty as they may be.  But really, is there something you need?  Hmmmmmm, I 
could think of a few things."

Wow!  This was a more risqué Stewart than I had seen before.  I loved to 
tease him because he was so easy and although in the past he would let me 
have my fun he had never responded back to me.  In an instant I threw out the 
conservative game plan I had prepared for him and decided to take an entirely 
new approach.  There was a bit more danger in what I was going to do but it 
would be worth it if everything worked out.  I uncrossed my legs slowly, then 
stood up and moved up close to him, by boobs pressing against his chest.  
Looking up into his face I reached down and put my hand on his crotch, taking 
a firm grip of what I could of him through his slacks.

"Well, what does this tell you?" I asked in a soft voice, licking my lips 
seductively.  "Anything you were thinking of?"

Stewart quickly reached down and pushed my hand away from him.  "Whoa girl, I 
was just teasing.  Ahhhhhh, just what is going on here?"

I explained to him as I had to Martin about how I appreciated what he had 
done for my dad and how I wanted to show him my appreciation in the best way 
I knew how.  I had to admit I was surprised at his response.  I had expected 
at least a little disbelief, a little resistance although I knew I could 
overcome whatever objections he might raise.  Instead, to my utter disbelief 
Stewart put his hands on my shoulders and gripped me tightly.

"Kelly, you've been the biggest tease in the world here the past few years.  
I can take that but if you really want it then damn it no more teasing, on 
your knees you little bitch and get busy." He pushed me down to my knees and 
unbuckled his pants.  I stared at his crotch as he pulled out his cock and 
held it up to my mouth.  

"Suck it," he demanded.

So much for not only Plan A, Plan B or any other plan I could have dreamed up 
beforehand.  This was coming right out of left field in that I had NEVER 
expected such a response from him.  I guess my teasing must have been even 
worse than I had imagined!

Oh well, I wasn't about to complain so I opened my mouth and let him push his 
soft cock into it.  It was pretty small and I easily sucked on the entire 
thing while playing my tongue over him.  He still had his pants up and his 
cock was poking through his boxer shorts so I couldn't really see his crotch 
but I could smell the musky odor that made a male crotch so alluring for me.  
The blood vessels in his cock were throbbing as the blood poured into it, 
hardening it as well as heating it as I sucked on him relentlessly.  It 
quickly grew and I was impressed at how much it expanded from its original 
size as it filled my mouth more and more with each passing minute.  

"That's it you little cock tease, it’s time to pay up for all those nights I 
had to spend alone thinking about you after you spent the day here," he said 
as he grabbed my hair in his hands. 

He used his grip on my hair to move my head such that his cock moved in and 
out of my mouth.  "C'mon you fucking whore, suck my cock harder.  That’s 
it... take it all in your mouth."

I couldn't say anything with my mouth full of cock but I grunted to try to 
show him I’d heard him and was doing the best I could.  Eventually he was 
totally erect and he felt so big in my mouth as it had become thick enough 
that my hand barely fit around the base of it.  There was no licking the 
shaft or sucking his balls; all he wanted was to fuck my mouth and after 
having done that for a while he was ready to fuck another opening in my body, 
namely my pussy.

He stepped back to let his cock drop from my mouth and picked me up roughly 
by my shoulders.  Spinning me around, he bent me over until my hands were on 
the chair such that I was bent over in front of him.  He pulled up my skirt 
and if he was surprised that I wasn't wearing anything underneath he never 
said a word about it.  Instead without saying a word he spread my butt cheeks 
apart and pushed his cock into my pussy without any foreplay or fanfare.  I 
gasped as he violently shoved his penis in me, pushing it in to the hilt in 
one fast and hard motion.

"Take my dick bitch," he said in an authoritarian tone, leaving no doubt I 
was going to take it now no matter what I said.

Well, I had asked for this and now that he was giving it to me so how could I 
complain?  Admittedly I usually preferred a softer approach when someone 
first fucked me but there was something animal-like in what he was doing that 
turned me on.  I was still stunned in the transformation that he had made, as 
much by the speed of it as the nature.

Later when I looked back at it the only thing I could figure out was that he 
must have fantasized about just such a situation and when it presented itself 
in real life he just fell into that fantasy world he had created.  In a way 
it made everything even better since he must have really wanted it this way 
and I was able to make it come true for him.

Stewart was obviously thinking only of his own pleasure because he made no 
effort whatsoever to do anything for me other than fuck me.  No touching, no 
foreplay, not even any words to show me how he felt about me.  I leaned on 
the chair in front of me, trying to keep my balance as he slammed his crotch 
into my ass as his cock stroked in and out of me faster and faster.  Just 
when I thought he was in as deep as he could get, he spread my ass further 
apart and his thrusts became even harder as somehow he drove himself even 
deeper into me.  He never said another word as he fucked me nor did he try to 
touch me other than to grab my waist.  

Stewart kept pounding me and I began to wonder if he was ever going to cum.  
Although the situation was completely different from anything I could have 
ever imagined, I found it not to be as enjoyable as I had hoped.  He could 
have been fucking a plastic doll for all the attention he was showing me.  
OK, so I DID enjoy being fucked but other than that it was rather mechanical 
for me and while thank god my pussy stayed wet, I didn't feel anywhere close 
to an orgasm.

The experience must have been more thrilling for him though because suddenly 
he pulled out of me and started to stroke himself until he came, squirting 
all over my ass.  I could feel each shot hitting me as he covered my ass with 
his slimy cum.  Then he used his cock to spread it around my ass, leaving a 
layer of cum over almost all of it by the time he was done.  Finally he 
stepped back, tucked his cock back into his pants and snapped them back 
together again.  As he zipped himself up he slapped me on the side of my 
butt.

"Damn Kelly, you have no idea how many times I wanted to do this to you when 
you would run around here in your short skirts or tight jeans, flirting with 
all of us but never putting out.  Not that I didn't appreciate it but get out 
of here you fucking slut before someone wonders what is going on in here."

Two down, one to go...


Chapter 6 – Lunch Break With Dad
================================

I hurried to the girl's restroom once again, passing by Mrs. Ulrich's desk in 
the process.  I wondered if she had seen me leave Stewart's office but her 
face had on its usual inscrutable mask.  Damn, did the woman have ANY 
emotions?  

I didn't pause to give her an opportunity to say anything but instead went 
straight to the restroom again.  When I got in there I went in a stall and 
once again used the toilet paper to clean up, except this time to wipe 
Stewart's cum off my ass.  I took off my skirt and tried to wipe off what I 
could before it soaked in any further.  I smiled as I though that Monika 
Lewinsky had nothing on me when it came to cum-stained clothes!

Having not cum this time I didn't have the deep flush like I had the previous 
trip to the restroom so I was ready to leave in a few minutes after I fixed 
my hair and makeup.  It was a good thing I had not done anything special to 
my hair or it would have been a real pain in the ass to have dealt with it.  

When I came out I saw on the wall clock that it was lunch time which 
explained everyone was evacuating the office.  I went to my dad's office and 
he asked me if I wanted to out for lunch with him.  Naturally I did so he 
took my hand and we went down to the street to a local café.  We found a 
booth and settled in as the waitress took our order.  My dad looked at me 
with an inquisitive eye and I smiled like the Cheshire cat in return.

"Well babe, how has your morning been?  I haven't seen you around much so I 
assume you've been busy?"

In a low voice I told him about my adventures so far.  When I described 
Martin he just nodded as I think that went about as both of us had expected.  
It was when I told him about Stewart's response that his eyebrows rose and 
eyes sparkled.  

"Damn," he muttered, "I would never have guessed he would have the balls to 
do anything like that.  Goes to show you can know someone for years and not 
really know everything about them."

I reached into my purse and pulled out my bunched-up panties and handed them 
to him in a small ball to keep anyone from seeing what they were.  He set 
them on the seat next to him away from the aisle and unfolded them.  They 
were still wet from my pussy and Martin's cum.  Dad smiled when he looked at 
them and then returned them to me.

"Looks like you have some laundry to do," he said with a devilish grin.  "So 
are you ready for your final assignment?"

I didn't say anything but my wide grin was more than enough to express my 
feelings.  We finished our lunch and returned to the office.  I spent the 
first hour doing some copying for Mrs. Ulrich and sorting the mail that had 
arrived just after lunch.  The mail was the key to initiate my last "reward" 
and I was pleased to see there was plenty of it addressed for Phil.


Chapter 7 – Phil’s Reward, Never Too Old to Cheat
=================================================

At 48, Phil was one of the oldest guys at the office.  Married to the same 
woman for almost thirty years, he’d gone back to earn his law degree after 
working for years as a law clerk and had finally passed the bar when he was 
41.  He had two daughters that were married and lived a long ways away so he 
and his wife were classic empty-nesters.  Twice a grandfather, Phil seemed 
resigned more than anything else to the boring life he had led for most of 
his life.  He was still a guy though, which meant he had a cock that told him 
what to do.  

I had caught Phil more the a few times taking in the view when I would bend 
over with short skirt but he never made so much as the slightest hint of a 
move towards me.  I had left Phil for last because I knew he was probably 
going to be the most interesting of the three as well as the one that would 
likely take the most time.  Well, I had all afternoon...

Gathering his mail, I waited until his office was clear and walked in.  He 
was reading a thick document and must have been deep in thought as he never 
even looked up as I walked in.  As one of the most senior lawyers, he had a 
rather luxurious office with a bar and even a small private restroom.  The 
view from his office was similar to my dad's, overlooking the city and river 
far below.  

I dropped the mail in the in-box on his desk and walked over to look outside 
through the glass that was the height of the wall.  It was easy to feel a 
sense of vertigo at first when you looked down to the street so far below but 
I was use to it by now.  I’d been assured that the glass was strong enough 
for me to bounce off it without any worry but I never felt comfortable even 
leaning against it.  

"Oh hi Kelly," Phil said as he finally acknowledge my presence.  He peered 
over his reading glasses and gave me the once-over saying, "Nice day out 
there today isn't it?"

I turned to look at him saying, "Yeah, I never get tired of looking out over 
the city from here.  I love Pittsburgh.  I really miss it when I'm away at 
school."

We went on with this small talk for maybe five to ten minutes.  Phil was just 
being nice to me and as we went on I could see him glancing back at the 
papers on his desk, obviously anxious to get back to work but not wanting to 
be rude to me.  He was probably wondering what I was doing since I had never 
spent his much time in his office before, at least without a prearranged 
reason like sorting files.  

As the conversation began to drag on I knew I had better make a move soon or 
else my whole plan would just die a natural death.  Actually it already had  
since he was busier than I had hoped he would be.  He was suppose to have 
come over to the window by me where I could seduce him but so much for that 
plan!  Then I saw a picture of his oldest daughter with her new baby on his 
desk so I went over to pick it up and look at it as I stalled for time.  
Suddenly an inspiration struck me and I knew exactly what to do...

"So Phil, how does it feel to be a grandpa?" I asked him.

"Well Kelly, actually that's my second grandchild so I've had some time to 
get use to the idea," he answered.  "Although I will admit being married to a 
grandmother is still hard to accept!"

I laughed at the old joke.  "Cool," I answered, "You don't seem old enough to 
be a grandfather though."

Phil laughed softly.  "Trust me Kelly, I FEEL old enough these days.  Can't 
even see these days without these damn glasses.  Seems like I started falling 
apart once I went past 40."

I put the picture back down and went over to his couch where I sat down and 
then swiveled my legs up onto the couch.  My skirt slid down to reveal most 
of my legs and I made no effort to push it back down.  I smiled seductively 
at him and said, "Oh Phil, you're being too hard on yourself.  You look great 
– for a man your age." It was a very calculated remark.  I wanted to tease 
him and put him at ease yet at the same time not go too far and make him feel 
embarrassed."

Then I shifted the subject in the direction I wanted to go saying, "My dad 
was just telling me over lunch about how hard you've been working lately.  
Guess you haven't had much time to see your new granddaughter."

"No," he said ruefully, "Actually I haven't had much time for much of 
anything at home lately it seems." 

Perfect.  Plus the tone of his voice told me there was more there than he was 
saying.  I also saw that he had not failed to notice my skirt sliding further 
down as his gaze kept moving to my legs and then back to my eyes again.  

"Oh?  Is everything OK at home Stewart?" I asked in a soft voice.

"Not really but then I really shouldn't be complaining to you Kelly," he said 
ruefully.

"Nonsense," I replied, "After all it's my dad that you have been working so 
hard for which means I benefit from your efforts.  I feel like I owe you 
something for all the sacrifices you have made."

Phil shook his head at me saying, "Oh no Kelly, you don't need to feel that 
way.  Besides, there's nothing you can do about it anyway."

I turned on my side and stretched out on his couch.  My skirt was already 
riding up and I pulled it up even more so part of my ass was showing.  Phil 
stared at me as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.  I gave him my 
sluttiest smile and tossed my hair back saying, "Well Phil, if you shut your 
door then just maybe I can prove you wrong about that."

Phil just stared at me, not saying another word.  His face was expressionless 
and I realized why he was such a great lawyer in court as I couldn't read 
anything from his face.  He seemed to be pondering what I just said, weighing 
the pros and cons of whatever he did next, and finally he must have come to a 
conclusion because he got up from his desk and quietly closed the office 
door.  He made a statement of it by turning the latch, locking the door with 
a distinctive "click".  He went back to his desk and leaned back on it, his 
eyes never leaving once moving away from me.

"Ok, the door is shut – AND locked.  Now what?" he asked although I knew he 
was smart enough to know damn well what was coming next.  I laid on my back 
and pulled up my skirt to reveal my bare pussy.  Putting my hand over it, I 
started to rub it slowly.

"See Phil, I told you there was something I could do about your problems."

Phil stood there watching me.  "Well, from what I can see you certainly can 
but on the other hand something like this could also make them a hell of a 
lot worse if anyone finds out!"

I pushed a finger into my wet my pussy and began to fuck myself, slowly 
humping my hips up and down, just enough to simulate someone fucking me.  
"Well then, I guess you had better get moving Stewart before someone does.  
C'mon over here and let me help you."

Phil may have been a faithful husband and loving father but even the best of 
them are vulnerable when the stress builds and they get horny enough which is 
exactly where he was in his life.  All he needed was a match to light his 
fuse and then the fireworks would start!  Well, I think I had his fuse lit 
and now it was time to wait and see what happened next.

Phil moved over to the end of the couch where he had a great view straight of 
my pussy so I opened my legs wide for him so he could see me even better as I 
masturbated.  He wasn't satisfied watching though.  Moving down the couch, he 
put his head between my legs and started to lick my pussy with his tongue.  I 
moved my hand out of the way and let him go for it!  He obviously was quite 
experienced as his technique was flawless and he had me cumming before I knew 
it.  

I held back a nasty grin as I wondered what he would have said had he known 
two of his colleagues had been fucking the same pussy he was licking and that 
the pussy cum gushing out of me as my orgasm swelled was laced with their 
sperm?  I squeezed my boobs though my blouse and bra as he kept sucking my 
clit, making my orgasm grow in intensity until it was I could do to keep from 
screaming out with pleasure.  He looked up at me from between my soft thighs, 
his face glistening with my wetness.  He reached up and unbuttoned my blouse 
and then lifted my bra up over my boobs.  My nipples stood out like two 
bullets as he licked them and then gently pulled on them with his teeth 
making my breasts feel like two hot coals on my chest.

"Oh my god Phil," I moaned, "That feels soooooo good!"

Phil kept sucking on my breasts with the intensity of a starving newborn.  At 
the same time I could feel him fumbling with his pants, pulling them down 
until finally his cock was freed.  I reached down and helped guide him to my 
pussy where it easily slipped into me after the incredible orgasm he had just 
given me.  It helped also that Stewart was not exactly a candidate for any 
porn movies.  His dick was one of the smallest I had seen on a man other than 
some teenage boys I had been with and even they would have given him a run 
for their money.  At the moment though what mattered to me was that it was a 
cock and that it was in me where it belonged.  Stewart was evidently as 
pleased as I was with the current situation.

"Oh lord, it's been so fucking long," he said between gasps, "so long..."

"That's it, fuck me Phil," I said to him, "fuck me like you've always wanted 
To fuck me."

Phil’s little cock was doing a magnificent job.  He stroked it in and out of 
my pussy as far as possible, pulling out until the head was just about to 
slip out and then pushing it back in until the base of his crotch pressed 
against my pussy and stimulated my clit.  A few times he went just a bit to 
far and it actually did fall out and then when he would thrust forward 
instead of pushing back into me it would slide up my slippery pussy slit 
which meant the length of his little cock would pass over my clit, making me 
cry out despite my attempts to keep quiet.

I reached down and rubbed my sensitive clit as he fucked me, quickly bringing 
myself to yet another orgasm.  He held his cock in me as he felt my pussy 
grip him tightly and my cunt creamed over his cock.  I closed my eyes and 
rubbed my clit furiously, driving myself further and further into the world 
of pure pleasure I could enter only at this time, only when my entire body 
was on fire. 

This was when all reality slipped away and time seemed to stand still.  I 
squeezed my breasts with my other hand and it was like someone was touching 
them with a branding iron while my pussy contracted and pulsed around the 
fleshy pole that was imbedded in it.  My back arched up and I lifted my hips 
up against him, trying to pull his cock deeper into me but I was already 
impaled completely by him.

"Ohhhhhhhhh," I moaned as suddenly another wave of unbelievable pleasure 
originated in my cunt and then radiated through my entire body like a sun 
suddenly going nova. 

"Oh... my... God!" I cried out, not carrying who heard me (although 
thankfully this was a legal office so the doors were pretty good at muffling 
sound).  

It was by far the best orgasm of the day and I never wanted it to end.  My 
fingers, guided by years of experience, manipulated my clit, instinctively 
rubbing it and playing with it in just the right way to maintain me at the 
peak of my orgasm.  Just as I was afraid it was about to subside Phil pulled 
back and then rammed his cock into me again which was exactly what I needed 
at that moment and once again I cried out and another surge of pleasure 
enveloped me like a wave crashing onto me as I lay on the beach.  God it was 
incredible!!

My pussy loosened its grip on Phil and he began to pump me hard and fast.  I 
was still feeling the aftereffects of my tremendous orgasm when he pulled out 
and stood next to the couch, rubbing his wet organ above my face.  I looked 
up and saw it hovering over my mouth, all wet and purple with lust, ready to 
explode at any second.  I opened my mouth just as he came, squirting his hot 
cum over my face, hitting my tongue and throat.  He kept stroking himself, 
milking his cock to draw all the cum from him.  I could taste the bitterness 
of his warm gooey sperm in my mouth and felt it running down the side of my 
face and into my hair.  

Phil dipped his cock into my mouth and I sucked the remaining cum from him 
making him groan from the sensations he was getting as my mouth caressed his 
cock like a pussy with a tongue.  Finally I let him slip from my mouth and I 
laid back, totally exhausted with my pussy throbbing.  I couldn't move, 
trying to catch my breath with my eyes closed.  I heard Stewart dressing 
himself and moving about the room and eventually he was back at my side.

"Kelly," he said softy, "you need to get yourself back together or people 
will start wondering why my office door is still closed."

He was right of course, but that didn't make it any easier for me to move.  I 
felt totally drained yet somehow I worked up the energy to sit up.  My face 
was covered with his cum and he handed me a box of tissues which I used to 
wipe it from my face.  I licked my lips and savored the aftertaste of his 
sperm in my mouth.  My pussy felt so hot and my clit was still swollen and 
sensitive and just sitting up and rubbing my legs together was enough to make 
me shudder.  It really didn't take much to get myself presentable again since 
nothing had been taken off.

I dropped my skirt back down and pulled my bra back down over my breasts 
which felt as good as anything.  I realized it was faster to just slip it up 
over my boobs but it was a lot more comfortable to unsnap it first!  
Buttoning my blouse, I looked in the mirror over the bar and straightened my 
hair out as best I could.  Stewart moved up behind me as I was combing it out 
and put his hands on my shoulders.

"Thank you Kelly, that was absolutely incredible!" he whispered in my ear.  

I leaned back against him.  "Mmmmmmm, I enjoyed it too Phil.  God you made me 
cum so hard!"

He seemed to hesitate but then I heard him take in a deep breath.  "Can we do 
this again sometime?  I would love to meet you away from the office."

I wasn't sure how to answer him but my pussy told me what to say.  "Yes Phil, 
I would like that." With that I turned around and we kissed for the first 
time, a deeply passionate kiss which we shared for several minutes as he 
groped me through my blouse and ran his hands under my skirt to hold my bare 
ass in them.  I knew that if I let him, we would be back on the couch again 
soon so without another word I forced myself to pull away from him and then 
left his office, turning back to give him a smile and a wink.


Chapter 8 – Day’s End
=====================

I turned back around and who was there but none other than Mrs. Ulrich!

"Been busy today, haven't you?" she said with a look that penetrated into me 
as if trying to see into my soul for the answers.  

"Oh yes Mrs. Ulrich," I replied in an innocent tone, "Mondays are always busy 
here."

As we walked away from Phil's office, Mrs. Ulrich gave me a stern and 
distinctly disapproving look.  "Alright Kelly, I always knew you were nothing 
but a dirty slut but out of respect for your father I’ve never said anything.  
I know what you’ve been doing today so don't give me any of your usual 
innocent and naïve bullshit.  Those were three wonderful men you threw 
yourself at today, loving husbands with caring wives and adorable families.  
I don't want you to hurt them and I won't let you, even if you're dad IS the 
senior partner."

Deep down I had never really liked Mrs. Ulrich.  She was generally nice to me 
and we had gotten along in the past but there always seemed to be something 
there, something I couldn't quite place a finger on and now I knew what it 
was.  Oh well, why should I care what she thinks?  Besides, the witch had to 
know that half the other girls in the office were doing more than just 
wearing sexy clothes every day (which seemed to be the dress code for girls 
at this office).  I think it irritated her that I was just more open about 
it.  I simply spun around and walked away, making sure to wiggle my ass just 
a little to piss her off.

I went to my dad's office to say goodbye.  I knew he would be working until 
late tonight and I was pretty spent with all the day's activities so I wanted 
to head home.  He was busy with a couple of other lawyers when I walked in 
but they all paused and looked at me when I walked in.  My dad laughed 
saying, "Eyes back in your heads guys, that's my daughter."

One of them raised his eyebrows at that but both of them looked away and went 
back to their conversation with my dad.  I sat down on a chair in the corner 
and waited patiently for them to finish.  It wasn't long before they wrapped 
up and left me alone with my dad.  I moved up to a chair next to his desk and 
he took his seat as well.

"Well, how did it go this afternoon?" he asked with a slight smile on his 
face.  I knew he wasn't asking about my filing!

"Everything went just great dad," I answered, "In fact, I would say the 
entire day went much better than I had even dreamed it would.  They all 
seemed happy with their 'bonus'!"

My dad looked me in the eyes.  "Thanks Kelly, all I could think about today 
was what my hot little daughter was doing right under the eyes of everyone.  
You are really something you know.  Not many daughters would’ve done this for 
their father."

We chatted for a few minutes more but I knew we would have to wait until he 
came home tonight to discuss the details.  I had a feeling he was going to be 
incredibly horny by the time I was done and that I would be getting a reward 
of my own before I went to bed tonight.  I left his office and headed home 
feeling so good knowing that my dad was pleased with me. 

I wondered what other ideas he would be coming up with regarding me.  I would 
just have to bide my time but one thing I did know, I was sure it would be 
fantastic!

THE END 


  
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