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Every Good Businessman Should Have One
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"Every Good Businessman Should Have One . . . or Two"
by The Woodpecker
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I arrived at work early the next day, tired but expectant. I'd thought
Anna might have plans for a special wake-up, but she just lay asleep on the
bed until I left--so difficult to leave a naked sleeping woman on the bed!
But as I ran water into the coffeemaker in my office, I patted the package
in my jacket pocket and smiled. I couldn't wait to see Laura's eyes when she
pulled the red ribbon off the box and opened the lid. My cock twinged and a
flush of anticipation ran through my chest. When to give it to her? Not too
early--after all, there IS work to be done--but not too late; plans needed to
made or broken.
Promptly at eight, Laura peeked into the office. "I saw your lights--what
are you doing here so early? Aren't you tired?" she smiled saucily.
"No, chipper and ready to go. Got a good night's sleep and woke up full of
energy." Her smile dropped a bit, almost a look of confusion. "When's my first
appointment?"
"Nine thirty," she said, glancing down at my calendar in her hands.
"Okay, hold my calls." I turned my gaze down to my desk, acting as if
reading a memo. After a minute I looked back up. "Anything else?"
"No, no. I'll page you when your appointment arrives." Laura's blond hair
brushed the door as she turned and left.
I leaned back in my chair and fantasized about my big surprise for my
secretary. She'd never suspect.
~~~~~
The morning went smoothly and rather quickly. I had meetings all morning and
only twenty minutes break for lunch--not quite long enough for my mind to
wander to more pleasant matters. Then, at 4:30, the afternoon mail arrived.
"Mail call," Laura said, striding across my office floor carrying a thick
pile of envelopes. She dropped them on the blotter before me and walked over
to the coffeepot. "Want a refill?"
"Sure, thanks," I said, leafing through the mail. She was standing beside
me, pouring, when I came upon a plain manila envelope with a label addressed
simply to "Occupant -- Office 102B." "What's this, I wonder," I said, reaching
for the letter opener. Laura usually screened out any junk that came--office
supply catalogs and such--and even opened the envelopes for me. What a
secretary!
"Hmm, I don't know. I guess I missed that one," she said, putting the
decanter back on the heater.
I reached into the envelope and pulled out a lumpy sheath of papers as I
tilted my chair back and set an ankle up on my knee. In my hands was a catalog
with something thick tucked into it: the cover showed a brunette on her hands
and knees, facing away from the camera, looking over her shoulder with a smile
as her ass pointed toward the camera, covered with tight pink panties. I
shifted slightly and the bulge in the catalog flattened as a black fishnet
stocking slid into my lap. I looked up to see my door closing as Laura left. I
paused, then looked back down at the sexy material. Time for Laura's gift yet?
I wondered. No, I decided, I'd check this stuff out first.
I held the stocking up to my face and breathed the scent on it--a familiar
scent lingered on it, but I couldn't place it. Probably some perfume I'd
smelled in a magazine somewhere. I rubbed the material against my cheek as I
turned the pages. Bras, panties, stockings, teddies, bustiers, everything a
horny man could desire on the kind of women that every man desires. My cock
was throbbing as I flipped the pages, considering which pieces I'd buy for
Anna--or even Laura, if things went right!
Then I turned a page and a sheet slipped out onto the floor. I bent down
(with some pain as my cock twisted in my pants) and read it:
This is my favorite catalog. I buy something from it every
time it comes. And when they come, I can't help but CUM too,
'cause I love the feel of these kinky things on my body. I'm
wearing some now . . .
It wasn't signed, but I knew who to call.
I reached into my desk drawer and pulled out the gold-wrapped box. I put
it on the front edge of the desk and pushed the intercom button. "Laura," I
said, "I need dictation."
"Right away."
I hurriedly put the catalog and the stocking in the open drawer and pushed
it shut. I leaned back in my chair again and watched Laura close the office
door and sit in the chair across from my desk.
"Yes sir? A memo or a letter?" She sat with her legs crossed demurely, her
back straight, holding her tits up proudly under her light silk dress. The
black fabric was loose and summery, but tight in the right places, like across
her breasts, so I could see an outline of nipples. Plus, the dress was cut a
bit deep for office work, and she'd unbuttoned the top button to display her
deep, creamy cleavage. A small mole on her left breast added an element which
was incredibly sexy to me.
"Before we get to the dictation, why don't you open that box," I said.
"A present?" she said, bending over (with a lovely flash of tit) to take
the gift. "You really shouldn't have, it's not proper." She grinned and stared
at me with her green eyes.
"It's just a little something. A thank-you gift for all your hard work." I
shifted in my seat to relieve some pressure from my hard-on.
Laura pulled the red ribbon bow and hung it around her neck. "I really
can't believe this, Mr. Sommers," she said, pulling the paper off.
"Call me Jack," I said, standing up to walk around the desk. I leaned back
on the desktop and looked down on Laura's blond head. "Go ahead," I said and
nodded at the box.
Laura pulled the lid off and turned back the tissue paper. "What is it?"
she asked. I remained silent as she hooked her fingers in the black lace g-
string inside. She lifted them up and stretched them in the air between us.
She giggled and looked up at me. "They go with the stockings!" Laura held the
damp lacy string up to her face and inhaled my cum and Anna's cream.
"Uuuummmmmmm . . . wonderful," she said, then flicked her tongue across the
lace. "Oh, they taste so good. Is some of it yours?"
"Of course. But let's do some comparison shopping," I said, reaching into
my pocket and pulling out Laura's white panties from the day before. "Which
one do I like better?" I sucked a bit of the material between my teeth and
sucked. "Really good, baby, tasty."
I walked behind Laura's chair and rested my groin against the back of her
head. I leaned over and took the g-string from her. I repeated the tasting
process. "Yum, that's good too. I can't decide--what do you think?" I held
both pair of underwear under Laura's chin and glided the silky fabric along
her face. She bent her head to breathe the aroma and licked against each of
the soiled garments.
"I like Anna's best--but I can't tell which is hers and which is yours.
Let me find out." She turned in her chair and sat up on her knees. She looked
up at me and undid my belt. She flickered her tongue over her red lips as she
pulled my pants and underwear down past my buttocks and then half-closed her
eyes as she took my cock into her mouth. I stared down at the unfamiliar blond
head at my crotch, feeling my balls contract as Laura swirled her tongue
around my cockhead and down the shaft. She pushed her ass high in the air and
I leaned over to massage her through the now tight black fabric. My hands
roamed over her taut flesh, kneading and rubbing as she pulled at me with her
mouth.
I reached down and grasped the hem of the dress in each hand and lifted it
up over her and laid it across her back, exposing her long thin thighs and her
white bikini panties. I pulled the panties down and gaped at her tan ass--not
a tan line anywhere! I felt myself grow in Laura's mouth, and she kept sucking
and sucking, pushing the head against her throat and drawing her teeth along
the length of my shaft. I bent and kissed her cheeks and slid my hands up the
backs of her legs, gradually moving inside her thighs. My fingers had just
brushed her pussy for the first time when I felt my balls pull up tight and I
shot a load into Laura's mouth. I'd had too little warning to stop and pull
away; I'd hoped to be inside my secretary the first time I came with her. My
cock jumped a few more times before Laura sat back and swallowed. She slid her
hands up my ribcage and we kissed deeply, then she crouched back down and
cleaned me off. I reached down to attack her pussy, but she moved away and
stood up.
"Later," she whispered, and stepped out of her panties. "Let's wait for
later. When can I come over?"
"S-- seven." I embraced her and gave her a long, wet kiss. Laura wrapped
the panties around my half-stiff cock and pulled my pants back on and fastened
the belt.
"Seven it is." She bent down and picked up the two pairs of panties on the
floor. She pulled the white ones on, and then the black g-string over them!
"Til then--" she said, walking to the door. She put her hand on the knob, then
paused and turned around. "Just so you won't forget," she said, and lifted a
tit out of her dress, then licked its nipple. "I'll see you later." She was
gone.
I reached into my pants and massaged my cock a bit with her panties, then
pulled them out and put them in my pocket. I walked back to my desk, retrieved
the catalog and the stocking, rolled the two up, and put them in my jacket
pocket. I glanced at the other mail on the desk. "Fuck it," I said. It could
wait til tomorrow; I had more pressing engagements.
~~~~~
I sped home to get things ready for Laura's visit. I fondled the panties in my
pocket and images of Laura's ass popped into my head as I drove. Anna was
reading a magazine at the kitchen table when I arrived.
"It's on, hon," I said as I walked in.
"What's on?" she asked, glancing at my pants. "Are you ready to fuck
again? So soon? Last night . . ." She smiled up at me.
"I'm ready again, but not til seven. Guess who's coming to dinner." I held
out the panties.
"Oh, great!" Anna squealed and grabbed the garment. "Are they wet?"
"Not yet--but whatever she wears tonight sure will be. Hot, too," I said,
tossing the catalog on the table.
"These are super," she said, leafing through it.
"Read the note Laura put in it."
"Jack, I'm going to call her--don't listen. I want us to surprise you."
I obediently went to my room and changed my clothes. I picked out a pair
of jeans and a sport shirt, left my shoes and socks off, and splashed some
cologne on. I opened my drawer for some clean shorts and found a bag on top.
Inside were a pair of deep blue silk boxers, which I pulled on. I smiled when
I thought of Anna buying the underwear for me--and even more when I thought of
what else she might have brought home. I dressed and walked back to the
kitchen just as Anna hung up the phone.
"It's all set," she said. "Why don't you go for a walk for a while. Come
back about 7:30."
"But that's over an hour from now," I mock-whined.
"Well go to the park. Laura and I have to get set." She kissed me and
rubbed my behind. I squeezed hers and then lightly spanked her.
"I'll be here." I walked out the door to wait.
After smoking almost half a pack of cigarettes and walking around with a
hard-on, I arrived home. I had the key out, but I decided at the last minute
to knock instead. I was met at the door by Anna, who showed only her head as
she answered.
"Come on in." I walked through the doorway and saw that the living room
had been rearranged, the coffee table moved from the center of the room to the
wall, and the chairs moved likewise to the edges of the room. This created a
ten foot square in the middle of the apartment. But what excited me was a
video camera on a tripod in the corner of the room.
Anna shut the door behind us and grasped me around the waist. I began to
turn around but she said, "Wait, I'm going to blindfold you for a few minutes.
It was Laura's idea."
"Okay," I said, "She's never failed me yet." A scarf was tied across my
eyes and I was led to the couch.
"Now take off your clothes--but not your boxers--and sit down," Anna
ordered. I did as she said and settled back into the cushions. I put my hands
in my crotch and jacked myself a bit with the blue silk. Then I felt hair on
my stomach and a kiss on my hand.
"Okay, I'm going to open your eyes for you now. Presenting--Miss Laura
Robbins!"
A tape began to play soft music and the scarf was removed. Before me stood
Laura, wearing a long black nightgown of see-through lace except for a v-
shaped opaque panel running over her breasts and down over her nether region.
She stood with her hands on her hips, then spun to show her back view. She
walked a few steps left and right, then slid her hands up and down her torso,
closing her eyes and licking her teeth as she touched her tits. Then she
stopped, smiled, and walked out of the room. I started to stand, but behind me
Anna said, "No, wait, there's more."
I turned and saw Anna at the video camera. She wore a pair of my pajamas
and looked very frumpy. Seeing my scowl, she said, "Don't want to waste it, do
we? Don't worry, you'll like it. I promise."
I heard Laura walk back into the room. I turned and saw she wore another
black outfit, this time a satin camisole with white ribbon ties and a pair of
tap pants. Again she showed herself off, then played with herself a bit before
disappearing back into our bedroom. My cock was fairly hard after this, but I
resisted the temptation to stroke it.
The third set was a red teddy, a wisp of lace which allowed a peek of her
nipples. Laura also wore a pair of lace gloves, which she used in striptease
fashion, dropping them in my lap. I reached out to grab Laura, but she danced
away, pulling the cloth up tightly in her ass as she walked out, smiling over
her shoulder. This time I did grab my boner, but Anna advised me to hold on.
The fourth outfit was lavender, and an all-out production of garter belt,
stockings, g-string, push-up bra, spike heels and a sheer shift. Laura didn't
even act like a model this time, but directly began a striptease. She lifted
the shift off and tossed it on the floor, then put her hands over her lovely
large tits. She took the nipples between her fingers and kneaded them as she
ground her hips. Then she lifted her tits from the bra and ran her tongue over
the perky erect nipples, while sauntering close to me on the couch. She
offered me a lick, but pulled away when I bent closer. She unhooked the bra
and tossed it at me. Laura put a foot up on the arm of the sofa and rubbed the
g-string covering her mound. She looked at me as if to warn me away from
touching her during this phase of the strip. I gazed at her lace-covered cunt
in anticipation. I only hoped Anna knew what she was doing behind that camera.
Laura soon moved to her stockings, unhooking each one and slowly running
them down her legs, her tits swaying heavily as she did so. When both
stockings were around her ankles, she stared toward Anna and undid the garter
belt, held it between her legs, and ran it back and forth across her pussy,
pulling the g-string into her cunt as she pulled the belt harder. Then she
dropped the belt and grasped the string, yanking the cloth between her lips in
a small strip, and leaned toward me at last.
"Do you like this, Jack? Do you want to . . . suck me?" she whispered.
"I want to fuck you hard," I replied.
Laura turned around and offered her ass to me. "Kiss me," she said. I
could see the g-string pulled up into her cunt, and the fabric was becoming
wet where it had slipped in and out. I put my tongue against the wet spot and
pushed. A pair of groans came from Laura and Anna. I licked the fabric and the
skin surrounding it and held Laura's legs. She pushed against my face as I
worked and reached a hand behind to hold my head in place.
When my tongue began to become tired, I slid my hands up the insides of
Laura's thighs and put a finger against her twat, pushing the fabric of the g-
string into the damp crevice, then hooked the finger on the string and yanked
it down, exposing Laura's slit and asshole to my tongue. I licked her pucker,
then pushed hard against it, causing Laura's knees to buckle momentarily. She
stepped forward and laid down on the lavender shift on the floor, legs spread
and the g-string glistening. She cupped her tits and rubbed them, then curled
her finger at me to join her. I stood up and looked at Anna. She smiled and
put her hand inside the pajama bottoms, pulling it up and licking the fingers.
She walked over to the VCR and put a fresh tape in, pointed the camera down to
the floor, started it, and walked over to join us.
Anna dropped the pajama bottoms to show pair of red crotchless panties
with a damp streak in them, then pulled the tops off to display her proud tits
encased in matching red bra with nipple cutouts. She knelt down in front of me
and reached into my shorts to pull out my rigid cock and pop it into her
mouth. My own knees were shaky as my girlfriend licked and sucked me while I
watched my secretary diddling herself on the floor in front of me.
I put a hand behind Anna's head and held it lightly while I bucked my hips
into her. A few minutes later I pulled away and laid down next to Laura in a
sixtynine, while Anna moved to help Laura with my cock. I nestled my head on
Laura's thigh and snapped the ribbons of the g-string apart, pulling the
fabric out of her twat to drop on the floor. I licked the insides of her
thighs and reached her cunt lips, sopping with cream. I ran a finger around
the edges, then traced a line around her neatly-trimmed blond bush. I laid the
finger along the edge of her pussy, then pushed it in slightly and licked the
cream that oozed out. I curled my finger and eased it downward and into her
hole and licked her with abandon as my finger gently fucked her.
While I moved on Laura's cunt, Laura licked my balls and lower shaft as
Anna tickled and nibbled my cockhead. Anna would envelope me and then lightly
scrape her teeth as she released the head, and Laura would give my balls a
squeeze every now and then. I was close to losing it, but I was still
determined to cum in Laura's twat first if I could.
I tongued Laura's hood and found her clit just as she sucked my balls into
her mouth. I began flicking her button with fury as she held my testicles
tightly, and at that moment Anna put enormous suction on my cock. Pure bliss!
I put a second finger in Laura's pussy and stroked quickly as I nibbled her
clit, and then my head froze as I shot into Anna's mouth. I quivered and
buried my face between Laura's legs as my cock jumped, then rolled over as
Anna released my cock and I looked down to see Anna and Laura in a wet kiss,
sharing my cum.
"Tasty," Laura said, "Better than this afternoon." She turned her head and
rubbed the last of my cum across her chin. "Wonderfully sticky, Jack."
"I'm not through yet, darlin', not by a long shot," I growled, and put my
tongue back on her clit, and a third finger in her slit. Within a few moments,
her hips were bucking in orgasm. Anna crawled down and tasted Laura's cream
with me.
"Ummm, wonderful! So sweet!" She ran a finger in Laura's cunt and put it
in Laura's mouth.
"Yes, delicious! How about you?" Laura said, and slid a finger inside
Anna's panties and licked it off. "Yes, you're wonderful too! Let me really
taste you, come here." Laura pulled Anna's legs open to put her cunt over her
face and began licking. My cock was rampant again and I decided that some true
fucking was what I wanted. I ran my head along Laura's slit to lubricate
myself, then lifted her hips up and eased my cock into her. Her twat was tight
but long enough to take my eight inches easily; the pressure around my girth
was very stimulating in comparison to Anna's relatively loose pussy. I pumped
in and out and went after Laura's beautiful tits with my hands and mouth,
sucking her large nipples and kneading her mounds as she sucked my wife out.
Anna bent over and went began going tag-team on Laura's tits. Moans filled the
room--not to mention my own grunting! Laura was expertly bringing Anna to
orgasm and I wasn't far off myself. Laura's tight twat was new and exciting to
my pecker, and just seemed to fit perfectly. I lightly fingered her clit again
and, remarkably, we all came together--despite the odds!
After a bit, Anna stood up and stopped the camera. I pulled out of Laura
and kissed her. Anna labeled the tape, put a fresh one in the VCR, and came
back to the floor. She sucked my cum and Laura's cream off my dick and then
went to the kitchen, returning with a bottle of white zinfandel and three
glasses.
We chatted and drank wine for a while, then Laura got up and went to the
bedroom, saying she had something else to show us. Anna looked at me with the
same curious but hopeful look as I had.
"Don't you know what it is?" I asked.
"No, we didn't arrange anything other than this," she said. She tipped her
glass and splashed wine on my cock, then bent over and sucked it off. "I like
her, Jack. She's just perfect for us. She's what we needed."
Laura walked back in with her purse. She went to the VCR and changed the
tape with one from her bag. She picked up the remote and sat back down with
us. I filled the glasses again and we sat to watch.
The tape began with tight shot of a bed. Then a woman walked in and laid
down, wearing a sheer, short nighty. When she looked at the camera, we
recognized Laura.
"I shot this myself. I hope you like it," she said, sipping her wine. On
the screen, she had laid back on the pillows, her knees bent and her thighs
slightly apart, enough to show a shadowy bush. Then she reached back under the
pillows and extracted a dildo and a jar of Vaseline. We watched entranced as
the Laura on tape lubed up the plastic and then rolled over onto her hands and
knees, put a dab of Vaseline on her finger, and daubed her asshole, leaving it
glistening to the camera. Anna gasped as Laura put the dildo to her anus and
slowly forced it in. My cock grew rock solid as I watched the plastic ease
into her ass.
Laura grasped my cock and began jacking me off as we watched the tape. Now
she had three fingers in her pussy as she played the dildo like a cock with
her other hand, fucking herself in the ass with the toy. I turned my head and
licked Laura's nipple as she rubbed my cock. Then I quickly moved behind her
and lifted her to her knees. Pulling her legs apart, I slid my cock along her
wet pussy for a moment. She bent over to take me in her cunt, but I put my
cock against her rosebud instead.
Anna, sensing what I was about to do, straddled Laura and let some of her
own cream drip down onto Laura's ass, the liquid running down to the head of
my cock. One quick push and I was in. Laura gasped and bucked forward, but
soon pushed back up against my rod. We eased together slowly, and I began
ramming her in time with her masturbation on the screen.
Anna moved underneath us, sucking my balls and fingering Laura's twat, and
Laura bent down to bring Anna off again. I reached down and began massaging
Anna's tits with one hand and Laura's with the other while I kept burying my
cock in the tight asshole. I looked back at the TV screen and saw that Laura
must have taken the camera into her hands, because she'd taped an extreme
closeup of her cunt, moved it up to her tits, then to her face. She smiled,
then kissed the lens, and the tape faded to black. This was definitely not the
woman who acted as my secretary through the day! Not my demure, proper
secretary!
Laura reached forward and grabbed her purse. She pulled out the dildo
she'd had in the tape and put it into Anna's twat. A scream emerged from
between my legs as the plastic cock filled Anna. Laura began moaning as well,
bringing Anna closer to cumming as she herself was being diddled to climax. I
pushed a few more times, then pulled out slowly and ran my cock along Laura's
ass, fucking her cheeks until I could climax. Laura felt what I was doing and
rolled over, never slowing her dildo-fucking.
"My tits, Jack. Cum all over my tits. Come on, squirt, baby, put your
sticky white cream all over my huge tits!"
With that beckoning, I began cumming, the first jet arcing across her
chest and landing on her lower lip, then the next shots creating a pool
between her tits. Laura's tongue flickered out to grab the drop on her chin,
and she rubbed the cum across her globes. Anna sat up and leaned across Laura,
rubbing her own chest on hers, and they each rubbed my cream into the other's
breasts.
As I was softening, Laura reached up and fondled my balls. She looked at
Anna. "I think he has a couple more in him," she said. Anna looked at me and
grasped my cock firmly. "I want it in my ass, too."
"But this time on tape," Laura said, walking over and starting the camera.
She directed me to lay on the floor, then had Anna squat over me. Laura took
the camera from the tripod and moved to the floor with us. Anna grabbed my
cock and stroked me to firmness and soaked herself with her juices. I eased
into her asshole, and Anna plunged quickly down my shaft. She rolled back
slightly to give Laura a better view of her twat from the front, then began
moving up and down my shaft, using her legs. I held onto her tits as she
rocked, and looking around her, I saw Laura retrieve the dildo and begin
pushing it into Anna's cunt, all the while taping. Anna wasn't long to stand
the double stimulation, and soon she was writhing in passion. She took the
dildo herself and began ramming it in and out and tickling her clit while
Laura moved around the room, taping us from all angles.
As Anna collapsed beside me, Laura reattached the camera to the tripod. I
pulled out and shot a load on Anna's back, which Laura licked into her mouth
and then gave to Anna in a long, slow kiss. Anna and I laid spent on the floor
while Laura sat in a chair and fucked herself to another orgasm with her
fingers.
For the last of the evening, we sat with another bottle of wine, talking
and laughing and lovingly caressing. We took a shower together, sensuously
washing all of our most private regions, but intentionally holding back from
additional coitus--we wanted something to reserve for the next time.
After promising Laura copies of all the tapes, we said goodbye. As her
engine faded into the distance, Anna and I kissed.
"I think she deserves a raise, don't you?" Anna said.
"Not only that, but a few bonuses," I replied, holding up the catalog.
"What about me?" Anna pouted.
We laughed together, kissed again, deeply, and went to bed.
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