by Bridy McAvoy
Carol felt Phil trying to push in between her legs and desperately shuffled her legs apart to allow him the access he needed, and which she realized she now craved. Then, a sudden horrified thought struck her.
“Phil! The windows! People can see.”
Phil laughed.
“Don’t worry, sweetie. I can tell you’ve never looked closely at City Hall from outside. The windows are part silvered, we can see out but people can’t see in.”
His fingers crept up under her skirt as she relaxed again and began to cares the soft flesh above her stockings. She moved her feet again, trying to give him even better access to her treasure.
“That’s my Carol! Eager beaver!”
He laughed once more, finding his own joke funny as his fingers began to caress her panty-covered mound. Carol was panting, beginning to make those little moans that betrayed her arousal to the world around her.
“Oh, God! I’m going to cum, Phil!”
It was if she’d flicked a switch—he stepped back away from her removing the delightful pressure on her now soaking wet pussy. Confused she straightened up.
“What?”
Phil smiled at her.
“Just teasing you for now, petal. Wanted to know you still liked this kind of thing.”
Carol reached for the buttons on her blouse, adjusting her clothing back to normal as Phil simply stood there watching her.
“A gentleman would at least have finished me off, allowed me to cum.”
Phil laughed and opened the office door, stepping back into the meeting room where the other two women looked up.
“Susie, shall I show you your office now?”
* * * *
The tall blonde got up from the paperwork she had been reading, smoothed her skirt down and meekly followed Phil to the middle door. As Phil closed the door behind them, Carol resumed her seat at the table and Rebecca looked at her.
“Well, what did he do? I can tell he did something? We couldn’t hear a thing out here, did he fuck you?”
Carol shook her head before answering.
“No, he didn’t. He went part way, but didn’t complete the job. He left me hanging, the cocky bastard!”
“You think that’s what he’s going to do to Susie and then me, too?”
Carol shrugged.
“I suppose so but I’d have thought you’d have heard us and I can’t hear anything from in there.”
“No, these rooms are sound-proofed. You can’t hear anything at all.”
“I’m surprised you didn’t tag along.”
Rebecca giggled.
“You know the rule, if the door is closed knock and wait to be asked to enter. If the door is open knock and enter.”
It was Carol’s turn to giggle this time.
“The bastard knocked but he didn’t enter. He’s left me hot.”
Rebecca smiled. A moment later the door to the middle office opened and Phil showed Susie out and beckoned to Rebecca. The pretty brunette rose and Phil showed her to the third door, the one with her bright brass name plate. He pushed the door to but didn’t actually shut it. Carol didn’t think Rebecca had noticed, but she could see by the way Susie’s eyes shone that the blonde had.
Susie didn’t even bother to sit down, beckoning for Carol to join her as she tiptoed toward the slightly open office door. When Carol joined her Susie mouthed in her ear.
“Phil left the door open deliberately. He hasn’t had Rebecca for so long he really wants a piece of her now.”
“Oh.”
Susie gently pushed at the door allowing both of them to see into the room.
Chapter 5
Phil had led Rebecca across to the desk. Instead of pushing her down onto the glass desk as he had with Carol, he moved around the desk to sit in the large black leather chair behind it. Rebecca had been guided to stand in front of him, between the desk and the chair, with her back to the door and her now watching neighbors.
Phil spoke something in a low tone and the two watching women couldn’t hear him, although Rebecca obviously had. She shook her head and Phil smiled. He leaned forward in the chair and put both of his hands on her hips pulling her toward him so that she was now standing between his splayed legs. Rebecca remained passive as one of Phil’s hands now moved down to cup one of her ass cheeks and the other moved up her back.
He spoke again and this time Rebecca nodded, moving her hands in front of her. A moment later she slid the now opened jacket back off her arms. Phil moved his hand away to allow her to complete the process, taking the discarded item from her and tossing it to one side. Rebecca flinched slightly, enough to be visible from the doorway, as Phil returned his hand to the small of her back and pulled her so that she bent from the waist toward him. Unlike Carol, Rebecca had opted for the other dress code option, translucent white blouse worn with a red bra. She was leaning forward now and reached out her hands to steady herself on the arms of his chair, her face only inches from his.
Phil kissed her, gently, not one of the unbridled passion he had unleashed on Carol only a few minutes earlier. As Phil continued his advances Rebecca remained very passive. It was difficult to tell from the back if she was kissing him back but, since Phil wasn’t complaining, she must have been. His hand on her back remained firm, holding her in contact with him, the hand on her ass moving in small circles as he continued to knead it.
After a couple more minutes he pulled away from her lips and spoke to her again. They saw her pause for a moment and then both hands moved down to the hem of her skirt, lifting it three or four inches. Then, leaning on Phil’s shoulders for support, the young woman climbed onto his lap, facing him. Phil swept his legs together as she settled her knees either side of his on the chair, straddling him. The reason for pulling the skirt up to start with was now obvious—without the help, it most likely would have split. As it was, it had risen very high and as the desk was glass they could see Rebecca had exposed a lot of thigh to both his eyes and now hands.
One hand remained behind her as she wrapped her arms around his neck, the other dropping to the exposed thigh. She was definitely kissing him back now and it was obvious to Carol and Susie that the level of passion before them was rising. No longer needing to support her, Phil’s hand made a slight beckoning gesture to the two of them and pointed at the two chairs the other side of the desk from the pair. It then dropped down to caress Rebecca’s other exposed thigh.
Carol looked at Susie who merely shrugged and the two of them walked slowly forward toward the indicated chairs and sat, very careful to make no noise. The thick carpet of the offices prevented their heels from clacking so they were able to complete the movement without giving anything away to the only oblivious person in the room.
They now had ringside seats as Phil’s hands left the legs of his partner and moved to her neckline. The way his arms moved enabled the two observers to realize he was undoing Rebecca’s blouse and shortly he disentangled her arms from his neck to allow her to draw that off her shoulders and down her arms. Again he tossed it negligently to one side, burying his face in her cleavage. Rebecca cradled his head to her chest and looked at her reflection in the window. Instantly Carol knew the other woman knew they were there, indeed had probably known it for some time, so she was not so oblivious, after all.
Phil spoke and, since they were closer, they could now hear him.
“Your bra. I want to see your tits.”
Rebecca shivered in response but obediently her hands let go of him and met in the small of her back. A second later the tight elastic straps went slack and her hands moved back out to the sides dragging the red strings with them. Five seconds later it, too, joined the pile of discarded clothing on the floor to one side of the desk.
Phil must have been building up quite a head of steam by now because he suddenly surged to his feet, one hand under Rebecca’s ass, her legs wrapping around him instinctively for balance. He stepped forward a couple of paces and deposited her backside on the edge of th
e desk. Rebecca allowed her legs to relax and drop down, leaving her pussy perilously close to the edge of the desk. Phil brought his head away from hers and looked her in the eyes.
“It’s time to christen your desk, honey. I’m going to fuck you on it right now.”
Rebecca moaned slightly as he pushed his weight forward. She had no option other than to lie back onto the cold glass. The touch of the glass caused her to cry out but Phil showed no sympathy as he lowered his face to her breasts and began to suck on one of her rigid nipples.
For the first time since they’d approached the door, Carol and Susie could now see Rebecca’s face and front. Her nipples were very hard and her eyes closed in passion. Soft moans were escaping her mouth as Phil let go of the nipple, his mouth trailing down toward the waistband of her crumpled skirt.
The man’s hands hadn’t been idle either. Rebecca’s skirt had been pushed up the front of her thighs and now his fingers were on, and then inside, her panties. She began to writhe on the top of the desk and gasp for air as Phil‘s expert fingers toyed with her slit.
“Do you want me to fuck you, Rebecca?”
“Yes…”
“What would you like your friends to do whilst I do that?”
“What?”
“I said…”
“What… whatever you want them to do.”
“Would you like them to play with your breasts and suck on your nipples whilst I fuck you, Rebecca?”
He was taunting her and Rebecca was loving it. Between gasps she managed to speak once more.
“Yes!”
Phil looked at the other two women who stood and moved toward the desk.
Carol leaned down over Rebecca’s head and gently kissed her neighbor on the lips. Two weeks ago, this woman had been crying her eyes out in her kitchen, thinking her life was destroyed. Now here she was acting out of control.
Rebecca fiercely returned the kiss and her efforts redoubled as Carol sensed Susie sink her mouth over the unprotected nipple. Rebecca lifted hands out to the sides and then round toward the bodies of the other two women in an act of total surrender. As Rebecca tried unsuccessfully to nibble her lips, Carol moved down the length of the supine body to join Susie in feasting on the available breasts. As she did so, she could see Phil hadn’t been idle, either. Rebecca’s pussy was perched at the edge of the desk, and Phil had dragged the panties to one side to expose it to him. One hand had what looked like two fingers buried in it whilst the other was busy undoing his fly preparatory to extracting his hard cock.
Suddenly Carol felt a light touch on her hip. Rebecca had extended her hands for a reason and was now gently stroking her hip, the only part of Carol’s body she could reach. Carol felt Susie flinch in a similar fashion and knew the brunette was stroking her, too. Phil had finally extracted his rigid dick and was brushing it against the entrance channel to Rebecca’s pulsing vagina. The three of them could not keep her still—Rebecca was writhing in ecstasy, and moaning continuously. Finally, he stopped teasing her and pushed into the warm wet space. She was so well lubricated there was no resistance to his thrust and Rebecca thrust her ass up to meet him as he drove in to its fullest length.
Phil began to thrust in and out of her, Rebecca thrusting her hips upward in counterpoint to him, her legs flailing to either side of him. The two women suckling on her breasts could hardly keep their mouths in place as she bucked and shimmied underneath them. Suddenly Carol felt Rebecca’s hand clutch a handful of her skirt fabric as she screamed out her passion when the orgasm crashed over her. It was so intense Carol felt jealous and realized the scene she was part of had turned her on, too. Having already excited himself with first Carol and then Susie, it was obvious, as he began to speed up, that Phil wasn’t going to be able to last much longer. Nevertheless, he astonished Carol by continuing for several more minutes, inducing Rebecca to two more orgasms before he finally grunted and spent himself deep inside of her.
As soon as he had deposited his load inside the supine woman he withdrew, pulled a tissue from his pocket, cleaned up and zipped himself back up.
“Must fly, ladies. Duty calls. See you later. By the way, in case you didn’t notice, the fourth door in the meeting room is the restroom. Bye.”
Ten seconds later they heard the external door to the meeting room close.
Chapter 6
They took turns to use the facilities, allowing Rebecca to go first, and then met again in the meeting room. In the meantime, Vicki had brought in a tray of coffee and was again on station at her desk outside, working on something for her aunt. Phil had left word they were not to be disturbed as they got to grips with their new duties. The three settled in to go over the paperwork.
After about half an hour, Carol found she was unable to concentrate and decided to confront the issue head on.
“Rebecca?”
“Yes?”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
Susie had put her paperwork down too, and was watching as Carol talked to Rebecca.
“I couldn’t believe the transformation in you just now. You’ve been celibate on your own for six months since Andrew left, and were crying when he wrote and said he wanted a divorce two weeks ago. Now, suddenly, you are wonder slut. How come?”
Carol watched the heat rise to Rebecca’s face, suffusing her skin with a ruddy glow. She hung her head as if in shame and Carol quickly moved to sit next to her and put her arm around the other woman.
“I’m not trying to judge you, sweetie. Merely surprised is all.”
Rebecca finally lifted her head and looked at Susie, sitting opposite, before turning her face to look at Carol.
“I know… It’s kind of difficult to explain.”
“We’re… we’re all friends here… right?”
Rebecca nodded, her voice gaining strength.
“At that weekend something happened for me. For the first time in my life I was truly sexually alive. Oh, sure, Andrew was a good lover but it didn’t compare. I suppose I missed it. When Andrew found out and moved out I was broken-hearted. I didn’t even have the loving sex to fall back on, let alone the more extreme stuff Phil and Lizzie had introduced us to. It was alright for Susie, she was single and Peter didn’t cut you off from it entirely, but I had nothing.”
Rebecca took a deep breath before continuing.
“Andrew’s request for a divorce arriving in the same post as the letter terminating my contract was the last straw. You were a lifesaver that morning, Carol, and so where Phil and Lizzie—possibly even literally.”
Carol hugged the other woman tightly.
“Phil’s job offer made me realize something. I could divorce Andrew and have a job and a home, and, what’s more, the job Phil was offering was going to provide something else I was missing out on.”
“A sex life!”
Susie blurted out her comment and Rebecca nodded.
“From the moment we came here two days ago, I’ve been really horny. I was fairly sure Phil would take his chance as soon as he got us alone. When he brought you, Carol, out of your office with a frustrated look on your face and told me what he’d done, or rather not done, I knew he intended to fuck me. It was all I could do not to strip there and then ready for him. When he didn’t close the door, I knew he intended for you two to watch and, if necessary, join in.”
“We didn’t know you knew we were there to start with.”
“Silly, I was watching you watching me in the reflection from the window. When he started taunting me, I knew he wanted you to join in. That’s all there was to it. Do you think less of me for it?”
Carol hugged her, turned Rebecca’s face toward her gently with her hand and kissed the other woman softly on the lips.
“Of course not. We were both just a little worried about you, weren’t we, Susie?”
“Yes.”
Rebecca kissed Carol this time but, before the kiss could deepen and become passionate, she broke away.
; “I think we need to get on with this work. Phil might expect the sex but he definitely expects the work to be done too.”
* * * *
They spent the rest of the day working through the huge stack of briefing papers with Vicki bringing them in lunch. All three took them home that evening although Carol was the only one who had to fob off questions from a husband anxious to find out how the day had gone. Actually, Peter, as ever, wanted to know about any sexual encounters but Carol managed to fob him off. Now, this morning the three of them were clustered in front of the large white board organizing their schedule and prioritizing the projects.
They were so engrossed in what they were doing they didn’t hear the intercom buzzer sounding from any of their own offices. Finally, a frustrated Vicki had opened the door and was about to announce they had a visitor. John Carson, the police chief, merely marched straight past her into the room.
“Thank you, Vicki, that will be all,” a startled Susie told the secretary who frowned before shutting the door firmly.
“Is there a reason for bursting in like this? It does break policy, after all.”
“As it happens, yes. I have a problem and you are the ones who can solve it for me.”
“And that problem is?”
Carol and Rebecca stayed in the background as Susie continued to interrogate the police chief.
He laughed and dropped onto one of the couches.
“You should work for me, young lady. You could terrorize a suspect into a confession in about ten minutes flat, or fuck him into one if necessary. I know. In fact, any of the three of you can do the latter, and that I know for a fact.”