Author: Pescador del Valle
Title: Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl
Part: Chapter 21 of 25
Universe: PdV's Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl
Summary: A romantic view of the unusual erotic encounters
         of three older teenagers
Keywords: Mf, oral, rom
Language: English
Copyright: 2003

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Cilla, Sonia and I had forged an unlikely and highly 
erotic three-way relationship.

Sonia had been given a part-time job with my father's 
firm which was fortunate since that was where I now spent 
most of my time.

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It felt strange not having to go to school any more, at 
least until my business course started and that, I was 
sure, would be a totally different experience.

The break my father had allowed me was over and I was now 
working full time for the family firm.  I had been 
working my way around various positions on a part-time 
basis for the last couple of years, essentially learning 
the business from the ground up.

I hadn't been treated any different from the other part-
time high school staff other than I got transferred 
around a bit more - certainly there was no nepotistic 
advantage; being the boss' son didn't stop me getting 
bawled out if I stuffed up & that helped make me more 
acceptable to my peers.

All the people I had been seeing on a daily basis for I 
don't know how many years now started going their own 
ways as well.

Some had holiday jobs until they started university, 
others had gone straight into the workforce and some 
lucky ones had managed to get an extended vacation.

With her annual break over Cilla was also back at work 
and Sonia had started back at school - her final year.  
Our time together over the last few weeks had been 
wonderful but within another two or three weeks both 
Sonia and I would again have homework commitments that 
would eat into our free time.

This was further complicated by my schedule which had me 
working weekends to make up for being released for part-
time study.

At least Dad was allowing me some leeway; I got Sundays 
off and two half days on the days I was attending campus.

"Big deal!" I ungratefully thought until I found he had 
looked at Sonia's resume and, following an interview with 
her, had decided to employ her part-time with the 
possibility of a traineeship while she studied.

As I knew he paid better wages than trainees normally got 
I was sure she would find the offer attractive.  She was 
looking at following her mother's career choice in 
Accounting but hadn't liked the idea of working at her 
practice.

Initially she, like me, would be getting to know the 
business.  I suspected my father had considered my 
"interest" in Sonia and felt it might be a case of 
consolidating the operation of the business in yet one 
more pair of "family" hands.

Regardless, it meant we would be sharing most Saturdays 
at work - okay not together a lot of the time, neither of 
us could afford to get in trouble for spending too much 
time with the other, but a smile, a quick word or even a 
kiss in passing when alone wouldn't be bad.

Sonia could see Cilla during the week and the three of us 
could get together Saturday nights and Sundays.  I could 
pick Cilla up after work on my afternoon off and we could 
meet with Sonia for a little while or get some one on one 
time together, depending on Sonia's timetable.

None of it perfect but not unusual when juggling not two 
but three people's other commitments.  The holidays had 
spoilt us a little and reality was now settling back in.

Sonia's first week back at school coincided with her 
first week of work and, since she hadn't yet fully gotten 
into the swing of assignments and heavier homework, she 
agreed to come in on the Wednesday night to learn how to 
do a stock-check.

This wasn't a full stocktake as we were only checking 
some nominated lines to see if there were any major 
deviations or stock deterioration; it was no good having 
plenty on hand if it had gone bad.

In a dramatic show of trust, I was assigned to partner 
her and we were given a small slab of printouts and left 
to ourselves.

As there were only a few people working and we were 
spread over a number of storage areas we could expect to 
be left undisturbed for most of the evening.

We got down to work quickly.  It's surprising how much 
productivity you can achieve if you ration yourselves to 
a hug and a kiss ONLY on the completion of a page.

Suspecting that this was likely to be a test of our 
behaviour, we did stick to that schedule and found we had 
finished in just over half the time I had expected.  It 
had helped that the stock in question had been neatly 
stored EXACTLY where it was supposed to be.

We ended up in a storage room on the far side of a large 
warehouse.  It was nice and quiet and, with clear 
consciences, we snuggled together in the warm privacy.

I leaned back against a slightly dusty desk and Sonia 
leaned into me, her arms around my neck, mine circling 
her waist.  I bent down to meet her lips and found her 
tongue questing between mine.  I made contact and we 
stood there for a few minutes as our passions rose.

I slid my hands down over her ass and couldn't detect any 
panty line.  I felt around and found the thin strap 
descending between her butt cheeks.

The warehouse had a bell on the door so we would know if 
anyone came in and they would take a couple of minutes to 
walk down to the room; we had time if we wanted.  I 
certainly did and Sonia soon indicated she was of like 
mind.

I helped her slip her slacks off and neatly folded them 
over the cleaner back of a chair before taking her in my 
arms again.  I cupped her bare ass in my hands and 
kneaded the firm muscles of her pert derriere.

Sonia had pulled out my shirt and had slipped her hands 
up inside it to play with my nipples.  It felt nice and 
she noticed the obvious sign of both my approval and my 
arousal.  Grinding her pubes against my crotch she rubbed 
back and forth against my erection.

I reached back to undo her bra but she shook her head 
while still playing tongue fights with me.  Our lips 
parted.

"It's all right.  I don't think we've got a lot of time.  
I'm wet and I want you in me."

She pulled down my zipper and undid my belt.  My pants 
fell to my ankles and two seconds later my shorts did the 
same.

Sonia turned and quickly stepped out of her thong before 
leaning over the desk with her legs apart.  I needed no 
further invitation.

I reached between those slender legs and found she was 
indeed wet.  My thumb slipped easily past her pussy lips 
and inside that warm cavern.

I withdrew it and took my place behind her.  Bending my 
knees slightly I got into position with Sonia's hand 
guiding me to her desirable target.  I slipped inside 
then pulled back and plunged deeply in.

We both agreed it felt wonderful.

Sonia was resting her arms on the desk and I had my hands 
on her shoulders.  She laughed as she noticed the round 
marks her breasts had made in the dust and brushed them 
away; no sense leaving any evidence.  When she leaned 
forward again I leaned forwards too and kissed her back; 
then I stood and started gently fucking my lovely little 
girlfriend's tight twat.

As I thrust forward she leaned herself back, pushing 
against the desk and impaling herself firmly onto my 
prick.  She rose up a little and I noticed her hands 
cupped under her breasts, arms crossed on the desk top.

The tempo increased with our passion and it seemed 
fitting that the crescendo was accompanied by the loud 
ringing of the bell.  Damn!

Oh well, it could have been worse, it could have rung a 
couple of minutes earlier.

"Glyn?  Are you in here?"

We scrambled as quietly as possible for our clothes.

"Yes.  Just finishing up back here."

I had pulled my pants up quickly not realising Sonia's G-
string had fallen inside.  I was presentable again while 
Sonia was looking around for the missing item of 
clothing.

"I'll stall", I said and I grabbed a sheaf of paper and 
headed out into the warehouse.

"How's it going?" the Stores Manager asked.

"Just finished.  No major variations.  One item looks a 
bit funny and I think you should have a look at another."  
I showed him the marked pages.

"I know about this one; there's a docket that hasn't been 
entered yet.  It should have been done this afternoon but 
Laurie had to leave early.  Let's see the other one.  
Hmm."

Sonia came up behind us.

"Some idiot probably left them outside in the weather.  
Let's go see.  Oh, hello there.  Find it interesting?" he 
addressed Sonia.

"Yes.  It's been fun."

As we walked back to the other storeroom I felt something 
in my pants leg.  Sonia's thong was heading for the 
floor.

I dropped back and gave my leg a shake or two then pulled 
the missing item out and slipped it into my pocket.  I 
caught up again and surreptitiously showed it to Sonia.

Her face showed her relief.  When I returned them to her 
later she told me she was worried that we would have to 
go back and look for them and wasn't sure when the 
warehouse was going to be locked.

We tracked down the damaged items - they had perished and 
the storeman made a note against the line.

"Well done.  We are going to have to review that range to 
see if there are any other problems; but not tonight!  
You've got through fairly quickly and there's not much 
point you sticking around.  I can't really get you to 
take over any of the other groups' sheets; they'll have 
most of them done too.  You may as well piss off then.  
Have a good night."

"Goodnight", we chorused and went to sign off while he 
secured the buildings.

I took Sonia home and sat talking with her and her mother 
for a while before being given a very warm goodnight 
kiss.  Sonia's first taste of paid work had been very 
rewarding.

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Sonia had been coming in for three months now and had 
been working in the office each Saturday learning to use 
the computer to enter in the invoices and to prepare the 
monthly customer statements.

The Office Manager had found her competent and 
responsible.  Those items that came up from time to time 
that needed her input were put aside by Sonia who then 
got on efficiently with the rest of her work.

Sonia therefore found herself in the office one Saturday 
morning with just her manager.  One of the other office 
staff was on annual leave and the other had called in 
sick.

"Damn", said the Manager, a middle-aged woman who, though 
no great beauty, had retained a fine figure which got 
appreciative stares when she wandered through the 
premises.

"I've got a meeting with our auditor.  I was supposed to 
see him yesterday but he had to cancel and since we have 
to have the signed off reports with the Board on Monday 
he agreed to go over the final details with me today.  
I'd just courier them but he has some queries.  I hadn't 
planned on leaving you alone.  Will you be okay?"

Sonia considered her desk.  "I've got these to enter; 
they should be straight forward.  That will take an hour 
or so, then I can work on those spreadsheets you were 
talking about if you want."

The Manager considered.  She would be responsible for the 
junior but that was a reasonable workload.

"Okay.  Here's the number if you need to get in touch but 
I don't expect anyone will come looking for me.  
Saturday's usually a good day for getting things done."

"Just take down any messages", she continued, "There's 
not going to be anything earth-shattering anyway.  See 
you in about three or four hours then.  Lock up if you go 
to lunch.  Peter's got a master key if you need to get 
back in."

"Bye", said Sonia and settled down to work.

She was just finishing off her first spreadsheet when I 
turned up to see if she was ready for lunch.  We normally 
took our bag lunch out to the park and strolled along the 
river or through the gardens.  (So! We don't spend ALL 
our time together having sex.)

I was surprised that she was alone.

When she explained, I asked who would be answering the 
phones; normally the staff staggered their lunches to 
cover any incoming calls.

"Marnie didn't say.  I suppose I should stay today."

"Yeah I suppose so.  When will she be back?"

"Probably in another hour or two."

"We can eat in today then."

"Yeah."  Sonia saved the spreadsheet so she wouldn't 
accidentally mess up any of the work she had just 
finished and got her lunch.

I sat down facing her desk and heard a click behind me.  
Sonia came back beaming.

"At least we can have some privacy while we eat."

I smiled as I tucked into my own fare.  I wondered why 
she thought privacy important though I knew what I would 
rather be eating.

Sonia finished soon after me and added my scraps to hers 
when she dropped them in the bin.

"Now for dessert."  She came around the desk and sat on 
its edge, facing me.

I leaned forward and she held my face against her small 
breasts.  I reached around behind her and with a couple 
of quick tugs had her blouse out of her skirt and slid my 
palms over the soft skin of her lower back.  They edged 
upwards and I pictured the hooks and eyes in my mind as I 
fumbled with the three fasteners holding her bra straps 
together.

The two strips of elasticised fabric flew apart and I sat 
straighter to give myself better access to the front of 
Sonia's delightful body.  I stood and tilted my head down 
to kiss those sweet lips while I freed the front of her 
blouse and lifted the cups away from her beautiful 
breasts.

Sonia unbuttoned her blouse as my hands worked over the 
flesh beneath.

(Maybe we DO spend all of our time together having sex.)

Starting at the top button, her neck lengthened to become 
a shallow valley between the mounds covered by my palms.  
With each button more flesh was exposed to view; her 
stomach, her navel in the centre of her taut abdomen and 
finally the waistband of her skirt.

I bent further and took a nipple in my mouth.  As I 
played with it, it crinkled and I drew back to look at 
the little nubbin that had grown with my wet touch.  I 
was better positioned in the chair and sank again with 
Sonia's knees spread wide; I leaned in to kiss and tongue 
her breasts again.

One tit in my mouth and another in hand left me with one 
hand doing nothing.  Let's see, Sonia's legs wide apart, 
one hand free, what should I do?

I started by rubbing my knuckle up and down the surface 
of those soft panties.  When I got a chance to look later 
I found she was wearing lacy blue knickers with high cut 
sides.  With her skirt covering the tops it looked as 
though her legs could continue bare up to her armpits.

I was, however, more concerned with the inside of her 
thighs than the outside and brushed my fingertips along 
the smooth skin as I let my knuckle gently knead the soft 
bumps and lumps through the fabric.

Sonia responded by clutching my head to her chest, her 
fingers splayed through my hair and digging into my scalp 
as I managed to delight her from time to time.

The front of her knickers were starting to feel damp when 
I slipped a finger around the hem and pulled them aside.  
With the juices exposed to the air I could now clearly 
smell her arousal.  The fresh smell was more than a 
little maddening; I needed to taste her.

I sat back and looked behind the dishevelled young woman.  
There was a note pad and folder open and I slid them out 
the way then I held her arms to support her as she lay 
back down.

Sonia lifted her calves to my shoulders and I looked into 
the pink, red and gray-brown folds of her pussy.

To my aroused senses the smell was overpowering and my 
tongue protruded from my lips well before they made 
contact with hers and the delicious nectar.

I started lapping at the entrance to her vagina and Sonia 
resumed her grip on my head.  My tongue speared her hole 
and then travelled along the furrow to her clit as it lay 
hidden beneath a fold of flesh.

Sonia clamped her legs to my ears as a brief convulsion 
shook her.  As it eased I continued eating my dessert as 
I strove to change tremor to earthquake.

Sonia shook, but not from orgasm.  Rather the surprise of 
a telephone ringing in her ear caused her startled jump 
which almost dislocated my neck.  She stopped the fit of 
giggles that resulted before they made it difficult to be 
able to talk sensibly.

I teased her with my tongue as she pushed at my head 
while reaching for the handset with her other hand; I 
wasn't going anywhere.  Sonia had teased me in 
"difficult" situations in the past; giving me a blowjob 
while a librarian was looking at me came to mind and I 
wanted to return the "favour".

As she introduced herself and the firm she was thumping 
as quietly as possible on my head but I had clamped her 
legs against if with my encircling arms ad was content to 
continue with my meal.

It was hard for me not to slurp but harder for Sonia who 
had to locate the note pad while on her back and still 
talking on the phone.  I relented and sat back then stood 
to pass her a pen before holding the phone to her ear 
while she took down the details of the amendment to an 
order.

I quietly slid the zipper of my pants down (it wasn't 
that easy with just one hand) and reached inside the fly 
to draw out my engorged cock.  Sonia's view was obscured 
by the pad and her attention otherwise occupied until I 
leaned into her and skewered her cunt directly on my 
prick.

I don't know what the person at the other end of the 
phone made of the sharp intake of breath; he must have 
heard it.  Sonia lowered the pad to glare at me.  I 
merely rocked forwards and back having no trouble in her 
wet socket.

The pad lowered again and the glare had changed to one of 
annoyed pleasure; the annoyance no longer with me but 
with the long-winded bastard who had nothing better to do 
than chat to young office girls who had other things to 
occupy them.

She hung up by simply pressing the hook rather then 
trying to fumble the handpiece back into place.  I looked 
at the switchboard to see that the call had been 
terminated; I did NOT want the caller to listen in on the 
rest of our lunchtime.

Sonia was now all attention and I alternated between 
watching her playing with her tits and watching my prick 
pistoning in and out, dragging her thin lips with it as 
she engulfed then disgorged me centimetre by centimetre.

(An advantage of adopting the metric system is that with 
only a four inch prick you can boast of double digits - 
"How big are you?"  "I'm packing 10!" - and while 6 
inches becomes a porn-star 15.  And then think of breast 
sizes!  A boyish 28 in becomes a back-breaking 71 cm.)

Our breathing increased in time with the acceleration of 
our fucking until my whole body stiffened as I spasmed 
inside her.

Sonia felt the emission and reached her own climax as I 
returned to plowing those now spermy depths.  As she 
arched her back I slowed and eventually slumped over her, 
kissing her breasts between the clenching hands.

Sonia turned her head and reached for a box of tissues 
that were a little handier then the note pad had been.

I took a small handful and, as my shrinking member was 
withdrawn from her body, I wiped up the pale solution 
that oozed from between those well worked lips.

I took some more as she sat up and dried myself then 
kissed her quickly before she finished mopping up the 
mess that threatened to stain her desk.

When we were both decorous again, and when the window had 
been opened to air out the office, I held her in my arms 
and told her of my love for her.  My heart sang with her 
tender responses.

Dining in was much better than a walk in the park.

