My Boss and His Friends (The Forbidden Fun)

“Baby,” he gasps, grasping her skull to pull her mouth tighter onto his cock. “Oh shit!”

But Jessica’s a good girl because as her holes milk us down below, her lips seal tight around Sam’s shaft and she swallows every drop like an obedient whore. “Mmmm,” she moans deliriously, letting her throat muscles contract around his pole. “Yum.”

After about a minute of wild coming, we pause for a moment, our hearts slowing and our skin sheened in sweat. I’ve never seen a woman so beautiful before, nor one so violated. Jessica’s plugged every which way, but she doesn’t look uncomfortable at all. Instead, the curvy woman appears to be absolutely blissful as semen leaks from her three openings.

Meanwhile Sam grunts and then slowly pulls out, a long string of saliva still connecting her tongue to his shaft. Jess’s lipstick is smeared in a hot mess kind of way, but the expression on her face is priceless. With Burke and I still crammed in her body, our fluids leaking all over our thighs, she merely smiles naughtily before squeezing her pussy and asshole around us.

“Did you like that boys? Because I sure did,” she breathes throatily. Then the naughty secretary reaches down and parts her folds, showing us her stiff clit before running her hands up and down over those big breasts. “You ready to go again, Daddies? I promise there’s more where this came from.”

With that, we descend on our dirty woman, the dinner downstairs long since forgotten. Hell, they can eat cake because with Jessica on our hands, we have all the lush dessert we need.

6

Jessica

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I opt for a skirt today, even though usually I wear trousers at work. But this morning, I was just too sore. My female parts are so achy and ravaged that I’m afraid that the seam of the crotch would rub against my sensitive parts. Thus, a skirt it is.

Of course, I can’t get what happened with my boss out of my mind. It was so yummy and absolutely scintillating! But today, it’s Monday and I have to be professional, so I park my car in the small lot behind Carhart, just as always. Then, I head into the building while greeting the security guard with a nod and a smile.

But of course, everything’s different. Even though no one knows what I did, my cheeks redden at the thought of everything that went down at the party. Does anyone suspect, given that Burke, Vance, Sam and I went missing for a good half hour? Did anyone catch on, when the three men returned to the ballroom looking like supremely confident, satisfied alpha males? I had to disappear for an additional thirty minutes because I needed the extra time to recover. Plus, after I finally made it back, my hair was mussed and my color heightened. Then again, I wasn’t expecting a sexy encounter at the tenth anniversary party, but I’m glad it happened and my private parts clench deliciously at the memory.

Smiling secretively to myself, I take the elevator up to the twenty-second floor where some of the middle managers work. As Burke’s admin, I like to check-in with some of his direct reports just to touch base. You can never anticipate what might happen, and it’s my job to keep on top of things.

When the elevator doors open, I limp a bit into the hallway. Of course, it’s been two days since the sexy encounter, but still. Vance, Sam, and Burke are so huge and I serviced them like a whore. I didn’t think it was possible to feel so sore for so long, but the guys really rode me hard that night.

I waddle slightly as I go from desk to desk, collecting mail and memos for Burke. Mondays are always the worst because a lot of information has piled up over the weekend, but the boss is at the top of the pyramid and people always need him.

“Are you okay?” a voice interrupts my thoughts.

I jump and turn to find Mindy standing behind me, biting into a doughnut from the cafeteria.

“Hmm?” I ask distractedly, frowning as I glance over one of the memos. It seems this middle manager is being a bit whiny, and I may have to talk to him about his attitude. Mr. Carhart is too busy to put up with this kind of juvenile behavior. But Mindy’s eyes are still focused on me.

“You look like you’re having trouble walking, girlfriend.” With that comment, my head jerks up.

“What? Oh no, I’m fine,” I say, not wanting to reveal the truth. The pretty brunette is a good friend of mine, but I can’t very well admit I had sex with my boss and his friends while we’re in the office!

“If you say so,” Mindy says lightly. “By the way, do you have those reports we talked about last Thursday? Accounting really wants to see them.”