by Lexi Archer
“Not really, but it’s time for lunch. Come on.”
I didn’t even bother getting out my lunch up in the break room. I was so nervous that if I tried to eat anything I’d probably puke it up anyways. My right pocket felt like it was on fire where that little plastic brick pressed against my skin.
Chris and James went about their normal routine with no idea about the turmoil that was running through my head. I pulled out my phone and glanced around the room to make sure nobody was looking, then opened my photo gallery and took a look at the pictures once more. Damn. Now that I was looking at them in the cold light of day they were even hotter than I remembered! I hadn’t had a chance to look at them all morning both because cell phones on the floor were discouraged and because I worried that if I was flipping through those pictures someone might catch a glimpse of them before it was time for the big reveal.
Finally Chris and James finished puttering around heating up their food and they were sitting at the table looking at me with my piping hot nothing sitting in front of me.
“So what do you guys have today?” I asked.
Chris looked down at his food. “I don’t know. Some cheap noodles from the store.”
James was looking at me with an odd expression. As though he caught the double meaning in what I was saying. I wondered once more if Stacy told him what was going on. If he had some idea that there was something different about today.
“No Chris,” I said slowly. I had to say it slowly because that was the only way I could get my brain to process the words in my current state. “What do you have today?”
He put his spoon down and looked up at me. Raised an eyebrow. “Well that depends.”
“On?”
“What you got?”
“Maybe I have something,”
“Are you serious?”
All composure, all attempts at keeping his cool vanished from Chris’s face. James leaned back with a knowing smile on his face. Stacy definitely told him something. Chris, on the other hand, had a look cross his face that could only be described as a kid who’d come down to see the toy he wanted under the Christmas tree. The composure quickly returned to his face, but that excitement had been there for just a moment. Oh yes. I had the holy grail in my hands, and this not so penitent man really wanted me to pass my phone.
I flipped to the first picture. The seductive one where she was on all fours staring into the camera. A good shot of both her breasts and her ass thrusting up in that incredible thong. I glanced around the room one more time to make sure nobody else was looking, but it was just us in here. Perfectly safe. I moved the phone out so they could both get a look.
Both of them leaned forward. Both of their eyes widened. Chris’s eyebrows shot up.
“Holy shit!” he said.
James merely smiled and nodded in appreciation. He looked at me again and gave me that knowing look. Something told me he knew exactly what was going through my head right now. Something told me he knew exactly how hard I was getting just from watching them reacting to my fiancée. I pulled the phone back and moved to the next picture. The one where she was on her back with one hand covering an almost exposed breast. I flipped the phone around and presented it to them again. This time Chris nearly fell out of his chair in his attempts to lean forward and drink in the sight.
“Holy fuck!” Chris said.
“Oh? You like these?” I asked.
Chris looked up at me. “Man, this makes up for every time you sat here and didn’t play the game. Holy shit! She is so fucking hot!”
“So you’re sure you like them? I’m sure she’d like to hear that,” I said.
Chris looked up at in disbelief. James just leaned back and started to chuckled. “She knows about this?”
“Yup.”
“She let you take these pictures to show to us?” Chris asked.
“I wouldn’t be showing them to you otherwise asshole,” I said.
“Damn,” Chris said.
“So you like these? I guess these first two were enough. You don’t want to see the last one, right?”
James and Chris both exchanged glances. Both of them leaned forward. It was enough to make me want to laugh, they both looked so ridiculous. It reminded me of a dog who’d just been promised a treat, a treat that was being held just over their nose while they stared and eagerly wagged their tails.
“I need to see that picture man,” Chris said. “You have no idea. I’ve been thinking about this for…”
He cut off. Maybe at the last moment he realized that telling me he’d been fantasizing about my girl, probably jerking off thinking about fucking her, for however long he’d known her wasn’t the best way to get in my good graces and get me to show him the picture. It made me want to laugh. How would he react if he knew it was turning me on thinking about just that? That admitting to that sort of thing might be exactly what was needed to get me to show him the last picture?
“What the hell guys,” I said. “You’ve been so nice to me, why don’t I return the favor?”
I took a deep breath as my thumb swiped to the last picture. The most risqué picture in the bunch. The sexiest picture in the bunch.
I took a deep breath. I turned the phone around. Both of their eyes went wider than they had before. Both of them leaned in close, drinking in the sight of my gorgeous fiancée. Their hungry eyes ran over the sight of her amazing body, to her hands barely covering her tits, to her bedroom eyes looking into the camera with that seductive pose that had driven me to new heights of arousal the night before.
I held out the phone for perhaps a little longer than I’d originally intended to. The sight of them drinking in the sight of my fiancée was too much for me. My cock was raging in my pants. I was so turned on that I couldn’t stand it. I could only imagine the kind of thoughts that were running through their head as they looked at that picture. Thinking about fucking my fiancée. Thinking about stripping her down naked, about next to her when she was dressed in a skimpy outfit like what she wore in the picture.
Projecting myself into their heads, imagining what they must be imagining as they looked at Britney, was driving me insane. I felt like I needed to go off to the bathroom to have a little alone time, and it was just from the thought of these guys leering at Britney. I wasn’t thinking about her dressed in practically nothing on the phone screen so much as I was thinking about them thinking about her dressed in practically nothing looking at my screen. It was like their arousal was what was turning me on.
Talk about weird.
Finally, reluctantly, I pulled the phone away from them. Both of them let out groans of frustration as I did. Hell, I felt like groaning in frustration as I pulled the picture away from them, but it had to be done. Someone could walk into the break room at any moment and see what we were up to. Sure I had Britney’s permission, but I’m sure she wouldn’t appreciate other people finding out about this. Showing her off to my friends, just to my friends, was one thing. Having the entire store know she was letting me show her off like that was another thing entirely.
“I can’t believe it,” Chris said.
“I always knew she was hot, I just didn’t know she’d be into that,” James said.
I shot another glance towards James and he smiled that knowing smile again. He nodded and winked and I grinned back at him. Something told me he knew exactly what was going on. Something told me Stacy told him about her text from my fiancée the night before and he knew everything. Interesting. Very interesting. I was definitely going to have to talk to him about this at some point. Figure out what the hell was going on. What I could expect from this. What they did.
“I need to go to the bathroom,” Chris said. Then a flush rose to his cheeks. “I, um, I really have to pee…”
“Leaving so soon Chris?”
I jerked my head around and my mouth fell open. Britney leaned against the door to the break room looking over at us with arms crossed under her breasts and a huge smile on her face. Her a
ss was jutting out in a seductive way as she stood there. It was a hypnotic sight, made all the more alluring because she’d unbuttoned a couple more buttons on that shirt. She’d turned business casual into business sexy. If she leaned forward I’d be able to see practically down to her belly button.
I looked over at Chris and James who were staring with equal surprise. Probably more surprise than me since they’d ever actually gotten to see that particular sight up close and personal. Britney grinned at me and winked and then she was moving into the room. Her hips swayed back and forth. Her heels clicked on the tile floor. And through it all she had that seductive smile on her face. A seductive smile for all three of us, not reserved for me alone. That more than anything else, well that coupled with her exposing herself to my friends like this in person, had my cock raging in my pants. I wanted to grab her and take her to one of the unused storage rooms so we could have a little fun together. Only I forced myself to sit back, to play it cool. To see exactly what her game was.
Though I had a pretty good idea what that game was. And it was sitting right across the table from me. She was glancing at me and James as she made her way across the room, but it was clear that she only had eyes for Chris. She reached the table and leaned down and I definitely could see all the way to her belly button. My eyes widened even more as that casual but practiced lean revealed surprise even I hadn’t anticipated when I saw her dressing this morning.
Britney wasn’t wearing a bra. I could see everything. And the guys at the table could obviously see everything too. She was just leaning out over the table for a moment, her ass jutting up in the air and her elbows down mimicking the first pose from the photo shoot, but that was enough. It was clear they realized what was going on, that they realized she wasn’t wearing a bra. And that had the jealous aroused monster inside me worried. I wanted to fly across the table and rip them apart for looking at my fiancée like that. I wanted them to throw my fiancée down on the table and triple-team her right here in the break room, and who gives a fuck who walked in and witnessed it!
Needless to say it was a slightly confusing mix of emotions running through my head as I watch them watching Britney. Then she was yup and leaning back, smiling a knowing smile down at the three of us. She looked at me in particular and winked again.
“I just thought I’d check in on you boys, see if you’re having any fun,” she said. “I have to get back to work now though.”
And with that she was making her way back across the break room. Her heels were clicking on the tile as her ass swayed in those impossibly tight pants. Swaying back and forth, back and forth. I realized my eyes were moving back and forth in time with her ass and then she was gone.
I was breathing heavily. My cock was so hard. It strained against my pants, threatening to burst free entirely.
“Okay, now I definitely have to go to the bathroom,” Chris said. “And it’s for exactly what you think.”
“Me too,” James said.
I didn’t even realize the tension building in my body until they were out of the room and I collapsed against the hard plastic chair breathing heavily. My body was impossibly hot from that show. I couldn’t believe she’d just done that! And yet it had been so hot, so sexy, so fucking amazing! I wanted her to do more. I needed to see her do more.
I wasn’t sure where this fantasy was going to take us, but I was sure it hadn’t taken us far enough. One thing was for sure. I couldn’t wait to get home tonight.
7: Naughty Plans
The drive home was torture. Britney got off work a little earlier than I did. One of the perks of getting to work in the front office while I was stuck out on the sales floor. I burst through the front door and she was waiting for me in the outfit she’d worn earlier that day. The work outfit with the buttons undone so I could see her cleavage clearly. Usually she changed out of her work clothes as soon as she got home, but not today. Which was fine by me.
I moved forward and pulled on her tank top, pulled down freeing one of her tits.
I kicked the door shut behind me and then I was down on my knees in front of her, burying my face in between her magnificent tits. Moving to one, then the other, sucking in her nipple and listening to her quiet gasps and moans as she moved a hand up behind my head. As she threw her head back.
Finally I pulled away from her magnificent chest and looked up at her with a smile. She looked down at me with a smile of her own. “Holy shit! If I knew I’d get that sort of reaction I would’ve done this a long time ago!”
I looked up at her and grinned. “That was so fucking hot what you did today! What brought that on?”
She sighed as I dove in between her tits again. I was pulling down on her tank top, though it didn’t take much pulling down to get her tits out entirely. I really liked this tank top. She’d have to start wearing it to work more often. I was still devouring one nipple, swirling my tongue around it, then moving to the other as she put her hand around my head and started talking, sighing, and even moaning just a little bit.
“I don’t know what came over me,” she said. “The more I thought of them getting turned on, the more I thought of them looking at those pictures throughout the day, the hotter I got. I wore this outfit because I knew it could be naughty, but I didn’t think I’d actually do anything. Then I went into the break room and they were acting so turned on staring at my pictures, so turned on that they didn’t even notice me standing there, that I just couldn’t help myself. I had to do it!”
Britney pulled my head away from her tits and I looked up at her questioningly.
“You’re not mad at me are you?” she asked.
“Mad? Why the hell would I be mad at you? I was so turned on! I wanted to take you into the back stock and fuck the living daylights out of you!” I said.
“Oh fuck that sounds hot!” she said.
Actually, just getting any chance to fuck her sounded like it would just the ticket right now. I stood and grabbed her, threw her over my shoulder with one quick motion. She shrieked and drummed her fists against my back, but it was a playful drumming. I practically sprinted back to our bedroom and threw her down on the bed.
Neither one of us seemed to be in the mood for wasting time. She immediately started unbuttoning her shirt, pulling her tank top up revealing her bare tits with no bra. My mouth watered and I licked my lips as I looked at her tits, remembered the looks on James’s and Chris’s faces as they stared at the same sight. Though they didn’t get near the show that I was getting right now!
I pulled my own dress shirt off so fast that a couple of buttons went flying. Then I was out of my pants and boxers in record time and climbing up on the bed. In the time it took me to get all that off she’d disrobed entirely and then I was over my gorgeous and completely naked fiancée. I looked her over and drank in the sight.
And once again, though I was hardly surprised at this point, the thought of Chris being the one who was hovering over her popped into my head. Caused my cock to twitch. I looked up and down her body imagining that I was him getting my first look at her completely naked in person after so long fantasizing, after so long thinking about this moment. And just imagining how turned on he’d be was sending me into a sexual overdrive that was more intense than anything I’d ever felt before.
I moved my eyes back up her incredible tight body, up to her gorgeous face, her deep blue eyes, her blonde hair spread out across her pillow. She bit her lip as she looked up at me and I nearly blew my load right there. She just had that kind of face, that kind of look, that mix of innocence and sexiness when she bit her lip like that.
“You’re thinking naughty thoughts,” she said.
“Am I?”
I punctuated that by reaching down and grasping my cock, positioning the head at the entrance to her pussy. I sighed in contentment as I felt the wet warmth of her pussy lips wrapping around my cock, but she reached down and stopped me. I raised an eyebrow as I looked down at her.
“What are you thinking?
”
I felt like I’d been doing this a lot lately, but I stopped at that. Once more I was afraid of crossing a line. Sure we’d crossed a lot of lines in the past day, but I was always worried that I was going to get to the point where it was finally too much. Where I finally crossed a line that she couldn’t stand and she’d dump me. I was terrified that admitting to my fantasies would cause me to lose my relationship with the most wonderful girl ever, though I don’t know why I was so terrified. I was on such a lucky streak right now in the fantasy revealing department that I probably didn’t have anything to worry about.
I pressed my cock forward and gasped. “I was thinking of you.”
“Just me?”
I groaned out the next bit as I continued sinking inside her. As I continued pressing my cock inside her warm inner depths. “Of you and Chris!”
Britney blinked but then a smile played across her face. It was a thin knowing smile. It was a smile that came across her face when she was feeling particularly naughty.
“Oh yeah? What were Chris and I doing?”
I was amazed that she managed to maintain this much control while we were fucking like this. It was all I could do to keep from blowing my load as the events of the day, as the full emotional force of finally admitting this fantasy to her, came bearing down on me. I pushed one last time and I was buried inside her. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, felt her body starting to shudder under me in the telltale signs of an impending orgasm as I whispered the words. She must’ve been just as close as I was. She must be just as turned on as I was.
“I can’t stop thinking about him fucking you,” I said. “About how hot it was watching you showing off your body to him. Because he can’t have you.”
Britney wrapped her arms around me up above and her legs around my ass down below, thrust up to meet me as I pounded deep inside her.
“He is an asshole,” she said. “A hot asshole, but an asshole.”
I locked eyes with her. She thought he was hot? Then again, what girl in the store didn’t think he was hot? I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised by that admission. Besides, I was the one who made reference to our workplace drowning in hot college coeds. It wasn’t like I didn’t look either. I wasn’t completely innocent in the forbidden fantasy department.