by D STEP
“You are going to be fucked so damn hard, Natalia. We’re going to make you come so hard and so often that you’re going to appreciate the meaning of the word ‘teamwork’” The voice of my boss, Mr Harvey grated in my ear. His words causing me to shiver in pleasurable anticipation.
“Yes… Master…” I whimpered as I felt his hand reached down, caressing my free breast, I trembled as his hand trailed down over my stomach and to the juncture of my thighs where he slipped his fingers over my soft mound. I heard his groan of appreciation rumbling through his chest while Marc’s and Anthony’s wet tongues continued their assault on my feet and breasts.
“Gentlemen, let’s get our little submissive set up, shall we?” he said, rubbing his fingers over my pussy as I . . Download this story and continue reading now . . . FREE for Kindle Unlimited Users and Prime Members
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Chapter 1
It’s not every day that you get to have some ‘interoffice fun’ with your boss and two co-workers… okay, let’s make that hot boss and hot co-workers. But damn if last night wasn’t insanely hot, kinky and fucking awesome.
I seriously doubt that my legs will work properly ever again. But let’s start at the beginning.
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It was Wednesday, good old hump day. I sat at my desk in Harvey & Associates, Lawyers and Solicitors, and couldn’t wait to get home, an assignment I dreaded finishing was waiting patiently for me at home on my kitchen table screaming “finish me…. Finish meeee!” like some deranged video-game character in my head. I figured I must have been some sort of clown, being able to juggle a legal secretary job and studying to become a fully-fledged lawyer by studying at night for my degree and then of course my Bar exam.
This one assignment, however was literally killing me. But then so was my huge crush on not one, but two guys whom I worked with. Marc and Anthony were the ‘Associates’ in Harvey and Associates. And damn were they both hot. Alpha male yumminess wrapped up in Armani suits and both driving expensive luxury cars and going home to their luxury apartments.
Whereas I went home to my itsy-bitsy matchbox sized studio apartment with walls so thin that you could hear Mrs Schwartz’s late night gameshows on full volume, as her hearing aid didn’t work half the time, and had to ride the bus into work. This was one of the reasons why I wanted… no… needed to pass my course and become a lawyer. Plus, I really wanted to help people with their legal squabbles.
Hanging on the wall in front of me was a framed picture, one of those framed motivational pictures. “TEAMWORK” was emblazoned on the bottom in bold white Times New Roman font and the picture was of a group of skydivers all in a circle. Mr Harvey was big on teamwork. It was what made him a success he claimed.
Yes, I could understand that.
I heard the voices of Marc and Anthony coming down the hall to my little cubicle. All the other legal secretaries in my office also had huge crushes on these two. But for some reason, they always seemed to home in on me when I was at work.
“Anthony, I have that deposition for you.” Clara said, handing him the typed up paperwork. “Ah, thanks, Clara.” Anthony smiled as he took the folder and put it under his arm. “Coming to lunch, Natalia?” he asked, a twinkle in his eye.
I looked at him and smiled, “Just give me a moment I just have to finish up this document and I’ll be right there.” I said as I finished typing. I hit the save button and closed the file down. I grabbed my handbag and walked beside Anthony to the elevators.
We were alone in the lift and I felt his presence right beside me, I almost jumped when I felt his fingers brush against my ass… surely that was accidental? A naughty part of me hoped not, the sensible side knew that it couldn’t have been intentional, I didn’t go out with my co-workers, what if things ended badly? We made small talk and exited the elevator. Marc was waiting for us to my surprise.
“Hey Natalia, looking sexy as always.” He grinned. I could feel my face heating as he stepped in beside us, his hand on the small of my back as he escorted me to his Porsche. I slipped into the back of the car, while Anthony sat in the front. Marc drove us all to a nice café, ok, it was a ritzy café. One that I on my meagre legal secretary salary couldn’t ever hope to afford to go for lunch at on a regular basis.
I ordered the cheapest thing on the menu, a ham, cheese and tomato sandwich. Marc laughed and told me to order what I wanted, it was on him. I looked at him surprised.
“You’ll owe me one.” He said with a wink and a caress across the top of my ass that I couldn’t dismiss s easily. I blushed.
“Sexual favours ok as payment?” I said, jokingly.
“I think I can accept that.” Marc grinned.
“She’s giving away what now?” Anthony said, as he came and sat down at the table with a cup of coffee.
“Sexual favours.” Marc re-iterated with a grin.
“Hey I never said I was giving them away…” I said in mock indignation. “It’s a trade… Marc was kind enough to pay for my lunch.”
“And I’m paying for your drink.” Anthony said as he waved the waitress down to order a cup of coffee for me. “Just repay me in sexual favours, okay?” he grinned at me and then Marc.
“So… What exactly are we talking about in terms of sexual favours in repayment for our kindness?” Marc asked, leaning back against the back of his chair while Anthony leaned over the table, both seemed in loom over me. Oh… crap I thought they can’t think I’m actually serious about this… could they, Am I really serious about this?
Marc smiled, and Anthony raised his eyebrows. “I think maybe a threesome would suffice, what do you say Marc?”
Marc nodded, taking a sip of his drink. “I definitely think so. I’ve had a couple with chicks, but I think I could deal with you in the picture, Anthony, as long as Natalia is in there as well.”
I stared at them both, visions of our naked bodies writhing, entangled in sheets arms and legs, heavy moans and sweet salacious words ran through my mind and, to my surprise, made my panties wet. I crossed my legs a little uncomfortable with their hot stares on me.
“Uhm…” I said intellectually.
“I think we broke her…” Marc said.
“Not yet, we haven’t.” Anthony said with a smirk.
Thankfully our food arrived and I had something to distract me from the salacious visions of the threesome that Marc and Anthony had planted in my head. I blushed and kept my gaze on the crumbs from my sandwich as they fell to the plate below while they talked business, occasionally dropping a gaze my way or a hint about a threesome.
The men finished their lunches and waited on me. I daintily patted the corner of my mouth with the paper napkin and they stood as I got up. Marc and Anthony paid for the meal and we rode back to the office on a sexually charged silence. I got into the elevator with them, two of them, Marc on one side, Anthony on the other. They crowded close as other people from different offices joined us in the el
Two hands reached and rubbed themselves over my ass. I felt my cheeks heat and my nipples tingled as they hardened inside my slightly padded bra, unfortunately, it wasn’t padded enough and I knew that I had a nice little display going on.
The elevator emptied out of all but the three of us and as the doors closed on the seventh floor, I yelped as Marc’s hand gripped my left ass cheek in a vice-like grip. I felt his hot breath against my ear, causing my heart to flutter and my pussy to scream in consternation as it wept between my legs.
“So, how about it? We could all go back to my place after work, I have a super-king sized bed that would easily fit us all…” he smiled. Anthony wasn’t letting up either, I felt his hand caress and rub the cheek he had claimed, right down and under the swell of my ass, dangerously close to a more intimate and needy part of my anatomy. I shivered as I tried to hold myself together.
“I’d love to, but I can’t guys.” I said, feeling my own disappointment more than anything. “I have got a lot on my plate right now, with my studies, and assignments for my course and also my work here, I don’t want to complicate our friendship.” The lift doors opened on my floor and I made a quick escape, I turned back and looked at the sad puppy dog eyes that they were making, I could swear that Marc even whimpered like a puppy as the doors closed.
I shook my head and straightened my clothes out before I went back to my desk.
Chapter 2
Clock watching had never been a favourite pastime of mine, but I had all my work done and I was ready to get home and work on that blasted assignment.
My desk phone rang, jolting me from my thoughts, mostly about my assignment that was due in two days and which I’d barely made any headway on, but other, naughtier thoughts had begun to take root from the seeds that the two associates had planted over lunch.
My body was still wound up tighter than a coiled spring with the need for sexual release because of those two. I knew my good old trusty vibrator would be getting quite the workout when I got home.
I answered the phone, it was Mr Harvey.
“Good afternoon Mr Harvey.”
“Good afternoon, Natalia, I was hoping you could stay behind after work, we have an important client coming in for a meeting and I need you to take the minutes of that meeting.” His deep voice made me shiver, it was bad enough working with Marc and Anthony, two of the hottest men I’d ever come across, but when you put Mr Harvey into the picture, it was three levels of hotness that no straight woman would be able to resist.
“Sure thing, Mr Harvey.” I said, “Which conference room will we be using?” I asked. I would set the room up for them as well, laying out the pitcher of water and glasses and getting everyone a coffee before we started, basic secretary crap. Though I knew it was appreciated.
“Fantastic, it will be in room 3B and thank you for staying late.” Mr Harvey said, hanging up. I looked at the clock, it was almost five pm, and everyone around me was getting ready for the end of the day, finishing up their filing and saving their documents so they could continue the next day’s work. I stood up and put the files I’d been working on away, locked down my computer and went to the office kitchen.
A pat on my rear made me jump. Anthony stood behind me as I filled the pitcher with filtered water from the cooler. I slopped water over the floor as I jumped in fright.
“Damn it.” I muttered, turning around to confront Anthony. He smiled sheepishly. “Couldn’t help it, sorry, but you got just the sweetest ass.” He said smiling, then he leaned in against me, his heat radiating against my skin. “And one day, I’m going to have the pleasure of eating it.” He said, his voice thickened with lust. I turned away, biting my lip as my poor overstimulated brain sent messages to my pussy.
I shivered as he left, the cool air of the office air-conditioning leaving me feeling cold and needy for the heat of a man pressed against me. I quickly went about setting up the small conference room for the meeting with the client, placing the pitcher and a few clean glasses in the centre of the table, and then setting the coffee percolator running in the room. I made sure there was fresh milk and biscuits to go with the coffee, then I wiped down the table.
I could feel eyes on me as I bent over the dark wooden surface, reaching out to the other side of the table with my damp cloth. I straightened up and looked over my shoulder.
Marc was there, ogling at my ass. He smirked and left the doorway, leaving me with a wink and a lick of his lips that made me wondered if I was ever going to escape the attentions of those two insatiable men.
The elevator door chimed as the last of the staff left for the day. I finished up with preparing the room and brought my laptop in, setting it up on the table and then placed a few spare notepads and pens emblazoned with ‘Harvey & Associates’ on the pads, ready for use.
I heard the elevator door chime again and the voices of Mr Harvey and another man echoed down the now quiet halls. I then heard the voices of two other men, Marc and Anthony. This case must have been big for all three of the top men in the law firm to be involved.
I waited patiently, and soot up when the men entered, shaking hands with the Senator, then taking my seat behind my laptop, I began to type, setting up the minutes of the meeting, setting in the opening time and who was in attendance, their roles. All that legal crap that covers ones ass in a sensitive case like this.
Mr Harvey indicated for everyone to sit, then poured everyone coffee. Marc and Anthony took their seats – right beside me. They were so close I could feel their body heat against mine, I could even feel the rising and falling of their chests with each breath.
And I could feel their hands, on my thighs.
The meeting began with the Senator thanking us for making the time to see him, knowing that we were all busy, as was he, but this issue could destroy his political career and he was desperate for legal advice and assistance.
Mr Harvey nodded sagely and assured the Senator that they would do everything that they could, then he nodded to me to begin recording the conversation. I began to type, recording the Senator’s story, Marc and Anthony sat beside me, Anthony’s fingers gently stroking my thigh through my thigh-high nylon stockings. My skirt had the whacky idea that it was ok to rise up to mid-thigh when I sat down, damn thing must have been in cahoots with Anthony and Marc.
Marc’s fingers slipped under the hemline of my skirt and slowly began to tug it up towards my hips. I tried to ignore them, trying my damnedest to be the professional I knew I was, despite the two men trying to get into my panties.
I could feel my face heating as their hands crept up higher on my thighs as the client went through the sordid details of his wild night with four college girls, one who was seventeen and whom he had gotten pregnant when she’d told him she was on birth control.
The Senator droned on, while Marc and Anthony slipped their hands higher and higher, fingers stroking, nails dragging along my skin. Exciting me, I held myself upright, my legs trapped within the tight bounds of my skirt material, Marc pulled it up a little higher, exposing my black lace panties.
I could have sworn I heard a sigh of happiness from him as his fingers traced over the edge of my panties. Anthony, not to be left behind slipped his fingers under the edge of my panties, his seeking fingers finding the shaved mound of my pussy.
My breath hitched and I began to cough as a drop of my spit when down the wrong hole. Thankfully my coughing fit covered my furious blush as I reached for a glass of water, handed to me by Mr Harvey, his index finger traced over my own and I could have sworn I saw a flash of something in his eye that made me think of a him as a predator, and me, the prey.
I hurriedly drank my water and then went back to recording the minutes. Marc and Anthony quickly went back to their finger exploration of my pussy, becoming bolder in their moves as they slipped their fingers along my folds.
I made so many typos, becoming distracted with their teasing of my pussy lips, that I had to quickly hit the delete key and retype an entire passage. I forced myself to concentrate but damn them both for working my cunt into such a needy little bitch. I was so horny I’m sure Mr. Harvey could smell whiffs my heated pussy mixing with the aroma of the coffee in the conference room.
All I really wanted was to push the laptop off the table, bend my horny-ass self over that table with my skirt drawn up over my ass, and demand that they finish me off with their cocks.
But no… the two bastards had to slip their fingers right into my wet slit. Just as the Senator was finishing up and leaving. I couldn’t help myself, I moaned a little bit as Marc’s (or was it Anthony’s?) finger slid across my g-spot.
Mr Harvey thankfully had escorted the Senator from the room, but he leaned back in to the room and looked at the three of us.
“I want to see you all in my office, we need to have a discussion about teamwork.” He said, his voice low and meaningful. His gaze stayed on me for a bit longer than he had kept it on the boys. When he left, Marc and Anthony slipped their fingers out of my damp pussy, making me moan softly at the loss of their talented fingers. They both slid their fingers, glistening with my juices into their mouths and sucked them clean.
I saved the file on the laptop and shut it down, Marc and Anthony and their cock had gotten up and were waiting for me beside the door to the hall. I closed my laptop and followed them out, their hands firm on the small of my back and their cocks hard and stiff and looking so huge in their Armani pants as they escorted me up to the top floor, where Mr Harvey’s office was.
Chapter 3
I sat nervously in a deep leather chair in Mr Harvey’s office, Marc and Anthony were perched on either side of me, their asses seated on the wide armrests. The door behind me opened and closed, the lock clicking into place. His soft footsteps were strangely loud in the room as my nerves brought my body to a strange and needy tremble.
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