by Bridy McAvoy
Charlotte pressed forward against her, almost forcing Leanne to do as she was told, lift up onto her toes so that she was now almost sitting on the edge of the desk.
“That’s better. Do you want another kiss?”
Leanne knew at that moment exactly how the other people in the room intended for the scene to play out; it wasn’t going to be the two men who ravished her body on the desk, it was going to be the cute sales girl, while the two men watched, and probably then joined in. The thought sent a jolt of electricity through her body, starting at her groin and working up, then back down. She could feel the heat building and knew her body wanted it, even if she didn’t. A moment later she realized she was kidding herself, she wasn’t sure didn’t want it; no, not sure at all. She licked her lips as she panted for breath. Charlotte took this as a yes and leaned in and began to kiss her once more.
Immediately, she felt her own lips beginning to move in response to the teasing pressure and movements of Charlotte’s, her tongue beginning to dance with the other woman’s too as she felt her press more tightly against her. Without further conscious thought, her arms, previously draped over Charlotte’s shoulders, moved to hug the other woman even more tightly to her, and one hand began to gently stroke the back of her neck. Under pressure from Charlotte, she began to slowly scoot further backward onto the desk, immediately in front of the two men. Her skirt began to ruck upwards, exposing skin above the stocking tops, as her legs parted to allow Charlotte to nestle in between.
By the time the kiss was broken, the Charlotte’s expert ministrations had dissolved Leanne’s last barriers, and she put up no resistance as Charlotte placed one hand on her chest and slowly pushed her backward onto the desk. When she was finally supine, her legs dangling lewdly far apart off the edge Leanne looked up into the lust filled eyes of Ethan, only a couple of feet away from her. She expected Charlotte to crawl onto the desk on top of her but the shop assistant had other ideas. Instead, she dropped to her knees between Leanne’s legs and lowered her hands to the exposed thighs, immediately starting to brush the hem of the dress higher and higher, exposing more and more naked flesh.
“Oh God!”
Leanne managed to blurt out just the two words before Charlotte had moved the dress clear of her crotch, revealing the thin black mesh covering her mound, with the shop assistants face only a couple of inches away. Instantly, Leanne realized what was about to happen and, in the same breath, her own helplessness to prevent it.
She gasped, and then moaned, as Charlotte raked her tongue forcefully over the top of the panties, outlining her slit with a shiny trail of saliva. She did it again, and then a third time. Leanne writhed on top of the desk in an agony of sensation as her pussy pumped out enough juice to submerge the saliva in her own secretions.
“God!”
The whole situation, her initial embarrassment, the forced nudity, and finally the gentle touch of the other woman had overwhelmed her. Leanne knew she shouldn’t be feeling this, shouldn’t be doing this, but she couldn’t help herself. She groaned again, this time as she felt Charlotte’s fingers at the edge of her panties, lifting the seam and then pushing it to one side. The cooler air hit her now naked, exposed, wet pussy and she couldn’t help shuddering, knowing the shimmy would be enticing the silent watchers.
The shop assistant leaned in close, and this time her tongue touched the naked lips of Leanne’s slit. Another guttural groan burst from the Leanne’s lips, and she knew she wasn’t far off reaching the heights of an orgasm. As Charlotte’s tiny tongue continued to tease the sensitive flesh of her labia, and the smooth skin adjacent to it, Leanne couldn’t keep still. Her hips thrust up at Charlotte’s mouth, trying desperately to get the other woman to insert her tongue inside her, or at least provide some stimulation to her swollen clit, as Leanne tried to reach that magical height.
“Look at her go. I told you when she walked into the shop that she was a ‘for real’ slut.”
“Yeah, look at the ass churn. She’s going to be a great fuck, as soon as Charlotte’s finished with her.”
The crude comments penetrated Leanne’s mind and, for the first time, she realized the three of them had been planning this for some time. She turned her head and focused her eyes on Ethan’s face above her.
He grinned down at her.
“You…you bastards!!”
“Hey, Luke, I think the slut just realized the truth.”
“You set me up!”
“That’s right, honey. We have video evidence that everything you’ve done is entirely voluntary, and it is, isn’t it?”
“Ummh! God! Yes… Oh God Yes!”
As Ethan spoke to her, Leanne realized he must have signaled Charlotte. The young shop girl drove her tongue deep into Leanne’s slit, lapping at the copious juices flowing from her. At the same time a long, manicured fingernail flicked over the prostrate woman’s clit, and the stimulation, together with the crude conversation, pushed Leanne into a deep, thrashing orgasm.
Charlotte backed off, possibly to give herself some air, but it gave Leanne some recovery time. Not a lot, but some. As her breathing began to slow again, and her heart rate slowed toward normal, she could feel the shop assistant slowly pulling her panties down her legs. Leanne hadn’t even felt the young woman pull them clear of her hips but realized her bucking movements must have afforded the girl with the opportunity. Before she could formulate an objection to this action, Ethan leaned forward and planted a kiss on her lips. Unlike Charlotte’s soft lips, his were hard and demanding, the kiss crushing down onto her with real force.
Leanne’s hips were pumping rhythmically, as Charlotte continued to eat her out. Each time her hips left the surface of the desk she could feel the sales assistant’s hands pulling her dress higher and higher. Eventually she could feel the cold surface of the desk on her naked ass. Ethan broke the probing kiss.
“Lift up on to your elbows, honey.”
She partially lifted up and he slipped arm behind her to help. As she rested there, Leanne looked down to where Charlotte was continuing to work her magic between her splayed legs. Her breathing tightened once more as she saw the lewd exhibition she was making with her dress now bunched up around her waist, gasping as she realized just how erotic her display was for the watching men. Behind her she felt Ethan drawing the zipper down on her dress and arched her back to give him better access. Finally, he lowered her back down to the desk and she could now feel the cool hard surface under her naked back, as well as her ass.
“Let’s get those tits out. I’m sure Luke would like to get his hands on your tits, sweetie.”
Ethan’s crude comments inflamed her once more; being treated this way was somehow igniting a spark within her, something she hadn’t expected. Meekly, she allowed him to draw the shoulder straps down, exposing the thin black lace of the bra that covered her breasts without concealing them.
Suddenly, she felt Ethan’s hands move to her right breast, one cupping the mound of sensitive flesh from beneath, whilst the other rolled her erect nipple between finger and thumb. She sensed, rather than heard, the other security guard move closer, and Ethan moved around to the end of the desk to make room for him to get close enough to touch. And touch he did. For the first time in her life, Leanne felt the touch of two pairs of hands on her inflamed body as each man concentrated on a breast. Six hands really, as Charlotte used one hand to stretch her slit wide open and the other to rub furiously at her clit as her tongue flicked in and out of her. Unable to control herself, she found herself on the edge of another orgasm.
“I’m…cumming! God! Arrgggghhh…!”
She felt the thin lace give way as one or other of them ripped the fabric covering her breasts to give themselves unfettered access to her charms. Leanne was past caring, her body heaving and bucking as the passion flowed through her.
“I’m going to fuck you, right now.”
She heard the zipper descending on Ethan’s trousers but her only reaction was to writhe and
whimper, there was no thought about objecting to his actions. There was a slight pang of regret as all three pairs of hands left her body and Charlotte moved from between her legs to provide Ethan with the access required. Ethan moved around to the other end of the desk, as the other two stood back to watch the moment of penetration.
Without further comment, Ethan pushed in between her legs, grasped the outside of her thighs, and lifted them effortlessly to his shoulders. Hers eyes shot wide open as she realized the depth of penetration this position was going to afford him. Letting go of her legs, he pushed his hands under her hips and pulled her toward him, positioning her pussy right on the edge of the desk. She felt the burning hot end of his erect prick nestling against her labia and then he slowly leaned forward, pushing the bulbous end into the entrance to her pussy.
“Urrgghhh!”
Words were beyond her now, she could hear herself issuing a series of animal grunts, moans and wordless shouts as he slowly, inexorably, pushed into her. Finally, the pressure ceased and she felt full in a way she had rarely done before. She realized he was probably larger than any prick she had had before. Leanne heard movement near her head and rolled her head to the side to look, expecting to see the other security guard getting ready to plunge his rod into her mouth. Instead, she watched as Luke reached up under the short skirt Charlotte was wearing, only for his hands to reappear a couple of moments later, moving downwards, as he removed the other woman’s panties
Ethan began to drive his long cock in and out of her, her body matching his movements as she thrust her hips up to engulf him in perfect counterpoint to the slow, powerful rhythm he had established. She continued to watch, spellbound, as Luke held out his hand Charlotte and helped her to climb onto the desk, straddling Leanne’s head. Leanne twisted her head to look up to find Charlotte’s naked pussy now suspended over her head, scant inches from her face, only partially concealed by the tiny skirt. Even that concealment was removed as Luke slid the skirt up the other woman’s legs, revealing the shapely ass and bare slit in its entire glory. Charlotte was fully shaved, her pussy glistening and wet with her arousal, an arousal Leanne could now clearly smell. The outer labia were swollen and puffy, inflamed and pink. Leanne waited for her to sink back onto her face, knowing she was powerless to prevent the woman forcing her to lick the inviting target.
Charlotte and Luke had other ideas, and as she watched the young woman lean forward, it took her a moment to realize Charlotte was now kissing Ethan, the man who was fucking her. A moment later, she watched as Charlotte settled her hips lower, splayed her legs wider and arched her back. Luke stepped up to Leanne’s head, and she realized he’d dropped his trousers while she’d been watching the girl’s lewd display. His balls banged against Leanne’s forehead as he positioned himself carefully before casually smacking Charlotte on the rump. Luke drove his length into the gaping pussy only inches above Leanne’s disbelieving eyes and she continued to watch the amazing sight being performed a few inches above her face.
The sheer eroticism of the sight was far too much for Leanne and she began to buck as another orgasm reached its crest. Ethan began to pump harder and harder, and Leanne was amazed to find herself being held at the brink of an orgasm for the first time in her life. Spasm followed spasm as the sensations ripped through her body, and she screamed out in passion from the pumping action provided by Ethan and the lascivious sight above her face.
She continued to writhe and scream as she felt the head of Ethan’s dick swell up inside her, knowing he was close to his own release. A moment later, he thrust in for a final time, hard, burying himself inside her. She felt his cock nudge against her cervix and the first blast of his jism splashed over the entrance to her womb. Wordless cries poured from her lips as she continued to quiver from the orgasms that wracked her body.
Above her face, Luke had reached the point of no return as well, she watched as he thrust hard into Charlotte’s gaping pussy, his balls jerking and shaking, veins pulsing, as he, too, ejaculated. Leanne was panting for breath as Ethan slowly withdrew and surprisingly gently lowered her legs from the vertical position. The two lovers disengaged above her, and drops of their combined fluids dripped down onto Leanne’s face and into her open mouth. The taste was something she couldn’t describe, but found herself savoring. Luke withdrew entirely, disappearing from Leanne’s field of view, and she assumed the experience was over; not so, as Charlotte lowered her well-used pussy onto Leanne’s face and rubbed those same juices over Leanne’s open mouth, lips, and tongue as Luke’s cum drained from her. Unable to do anything else, Leanne lapped at the liquids, and the action of her tongue finally forced Charlotte over the edge into an orgasm of her own, which in turn pushed Leanne into a final one.
Finally, the other woman swung her leg over Leanne and climbed down from the desk, retrieved her panties from the floor where Luke had dropped them, and sashayed out the door without a backward glance. Ethan cleared his throat and a sated Leanne looked at him.
“Time to get dressed, sweetie. We’ve got work to do, and criminals to catch.”
Leanne raised herself to a sitting position.
“The charges against you will, of course, be dropped.”
Still breathing hard, Leanne dropped the ruined, ripped bra to the desk and pulled her own plainer white one on as an attentive Luke handed her, her clothes.
“You can leave the dress, I suspect it’s stained. Charlotte will have a new one ready and packed for you as a replacement when you leave. Good day.”
Leanne shed the dress and put her own clothes back on.
“Keep the stockings with our compliments. I hope you shop here again.”
Zipping her own dress back up, she slipped her feet into her shoes and wordlessly took the shopping bag she’d been carrying.
“Leanne?”
She turned to face Ethan.
“Please, come back again. We’ve had such a good time. Next time, if you want, bring one of your friends with you. Wednesday afternoons are always good for us.”
As she left the shop, Charlotte thrust a bag into her hand and casually handed her a card. Once she was outside, she paused to read the card with growing wonder …
Fantasies Incorporated – A Temporary Maid
By: Bridy McAvoy
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Copyright © Jun. 2011, Bridy McAvoy
Cover Art Copyright © Jun 2011, Brightling Spur
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A Temporary Maid
“Good morning, Chloe, please take a seat. I won’t be a moment.”
Chloe smiled at the man behind the desk and sat down on the chair in front of it as he returned to his phone call. Instead of watching him, she stared at the logo painted on the wall behind him. The circular design encompassed both his and the company name and she realized it also contained a stylized but very accurate relief profile of the man himself.
Only Simon Ironsides would put his own face on his agency logo!
She almost chuckled out loud, but caught herself just in time, which turned out to be perfect timing too, as Simon said his goodbyes and hung up on his call.
“Well, Chloe, what are we going to find for you now?”
“A job, perhaps?”
Chloe smiled to take the sting out of her comment, and was relieved when he chuckled. She’d been on the books of his empl
oyment agency for three months now, and all he’d been able to find her were temporary slots as secretaries and receptionists. With six years prior experience as a PA to a senior vice-president of a large company, she was desperate to get back to the level of earnings she’d had before the recession kicked in.
Simon’s face became serious and he shook his head.
“Chloe, I wish I could, you’re one of the best we have on our books, but there’s just no permanents out there. Not at your level. What few jobs are going are being chased by hundreds of applicants. It’s a jungle, believe me. A total jungle.”
“So, you’ve got nothing, then?”
He spread his hands expansively and shook his head.
“Sorry, sweetie, nothing on the permanent side. Nothing really for you on the temporary side, either. The last two temp secretarial positions were the two you filled last week.”
Chloe fought to keep the look of disappointment from her face, and knew she’d failed.
“Oh…So, why did you ask me to come in?”
Simon paused for a moment and looked at her. She tried to sit a bit straighter, and wondered what he had in mind; obviously something or he wouldn’t have asked her to come downtown late in the afternoon.
Bloody rush hour going home too! Damn the man!
Finally he broke the silence which had stretched out enough to begin to become uncomfortable.
“Well, I do have one opening, a good temporary job, a maternity cover one, so it’s at least three months’ work, if not six, and it could become permanent if you liked it and they liked you. Good rate too.”
Chloe could sense the ‘but’ coming and a moment later she was right.
“But…It’s not quite your kind of work.”
“Oh? But you thought I might be interested.”
“Look, sweetie, I know things are tough for you right now, so I thought you might like to give it a try.”