I've been putting this off for a long time. I'm not sure if it's because of the trauma involved or just that I'm lazy. Judging from the frequency or my blog posts recently, I'm guessing it has more to do with the latter!
Anyone who follows me on Twitter (and if not, why not - @sarasexgoddess) will know that I recently left my job. I never went into the details but now I feel the time has come to spill the beans.
(Cue dreamy hazey wavey lines... it begins at our HQ in good old Munich in Germany)
One of my projects was going badly wrong and myself and the PM were summoned to HQ. I don't mind going there. Nightlife in Munich is good and the corporate hotel always give us good rooms. Lots of room, sofa's, walk in showers. It's all a horny girl like me needs to spend most of her time masturbating!
Our CIO's office has some cute girls on view as well which help's me pass the time nicely. I had a mini session with one of them at a party last year. Drunken fondling and kissing towards the end of the night in a quiet corner before she got taken home by her boyfriend. I did manage to establish she was wearing no panties that night just before finding out how wet I'd made her. It was a very brief encounter and went no further.
But she was in the office that day, resplendant in short black skirt, t-shirt and tight fitting cardie. We exchanged glances and her cheeks went as red as her lips. I guess she remembered me then!
We bumped into each other a few times. Most probably because I wanted to find out if she fancied taking it any further. Eventually I got her to agree to a coffee in the small cafe within the campus. She told me about the sex she had with her (now ex) boyfriend after the party. She'd forced his hand up her skirt while in the taxi and he happily found out how turned on she was. I managed to calm her down before enquiring if she'd ever progressed her bi-curious feelings. Now came some long stories of occasions when she wished she'd had the courage with one or two girls but never quite managed it.
If you've heard the phrases 'red rag to a bull', 'pig in shit' or 'kid in a sweetshop' you'll know how I was feeling right about now.
"Well I have a glorious room in our hotel, plenty of space for two girls to enjoy themselves"
Her face went red again, her head dropped to the floor. My heart was racing and I guess her's was too. She slowly looked back up and me and gently nodded. She looked at her watch, stood up and made her excuses to get back to work.
Now we have two problems here, one; I knew I was in for a late night and two; we had not made any plans or swapped details.
Again I had to spend the rest of the day trying to find time to get her on her own or bump into her somewhere. Many hours later, after I had given up hope, who should I find in the loo's but my favourite office girl. She'd been waiting for me to come out of the meeting and was doing her make up. I asked if she didn't mind waiting a bit longer as I just had one small meeting left with the CIO himself. Everyone else had gone home. This time we swapped numbers.
Thankfully he wasn't too long. Just gave me a royal bollocking for letting it get to the stage where he had to be involved. He left shortly after. I was alone in the board room. I glanced outside to see the floor was also empty. I sent my text telling her to meet me in the board room and began packing my things away.
She sat down and crossed her legs in front of me. "So do you have any panties on now?" I enquired. She stood, lifted her skirt and pulled down her thong. Pink. "No" came the blunt reply.
I rolled my chair towards hers and placed my hand on her bare thigh. We moved closer to kiss and I slid it higher towards the juice warm space between her legs. She shuffled while pulling her skirt up so she could part her legs. I could feel she was tense and gripping the chair arm. I gently held her hand and placed it on one of my breasts while unbuttoning the top of my blouse. I lent back in again to kiss her and felt her warm hand begin its first journey across the soft pink flesh of my chest. It wasn't long before my blouse was off and bra not far behind it. She tenderly kissed my nipples rigid while I explored her soaking pussy with a finger or two. I stood and removed my trousers while she did the same with her skirt. I pushed her back towards the table and knelt in front of her glistening pubic hair. My tongue went in and found her clit as I felt her hands on my head. I could feel her push me in towards her. I stopped and stood up. Kissing her with my wet face and letting her taste herself, I moved her hand between my legs. She was shaking now as she explored my pussy. I lifted her t-shirt and scooped her tits from her bra. My tongue licking her pert nipples as she moaned.
I was getting close to orgasm so I pushed her back onto the table, slid her legs round and climbed on top. Thankful for the money spent on this sturdy furniture, I lowered my bare ass onto her face. At first she just gently kissed my lips and clit in a very teasing way. I lent forward and forced my tongue through her pubes once more. I parted them further with my fingers to fully expose the clitoris. Now she started moaning again and copied my actions, her tongue finding a new use. I could feel myself cumming when the door burst open and someone walked in.
Shocked, I looked up to see an older woman motionless and mouth wide open. I recognised her and she recognised me. I shut my legs together and squatted on my girl, hoping she couldn't be seen. For a split second I thought she was going to join us but sadly she just removed a phone from her pocket, took a picture and left.
We jumped off the table and dressed in a hurry. No one saw us leave. Later that night I got a call from the CIO asking me to return to the office first thing instead of going back to my branch office. I didn't ask why but guessed it may have something to do with my board room encounter.
To cut a long and now not so horny story short. I was forced to resign. No tribunals, no fuss, no embarrassment for anyone. They wanted me to name who I was with but I kept quiet. I handed over everything of theirs I had and was marched off the premises.
I cried all the way home.
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Thursday, 22 November 2012
Wednesday, 2 November 2011
2 Girls and a barman
So I'm really bored one night (aren't I always?), when the urge to get fucked takes over. I glam up (tight, short, flowery dress, no knickers or bra) and head out into town. It's a dull weekday evening so I'm not expecting much but what you usually get on those nights are equally bored horny individuals!
The first bar I venture into is very quiet but has the cutest barman I've ever come across in Germany. I'd say 5'8", dark hair and chin stubble which is getting close to being a beard but not quite there yet. Check shirt over tight white T with tight jeans showing off his ass. His package looked sizable when not erect (or at least I didn't think it was) so all was good. He smiled a lot as well when I ordered. We chatted about the number of people in and how busy they normally get. Sadly, me coming in had made them 'busy' if you get my drift!
Imagine the shock he must have got then when two more girls walked in, I'm surprised he didn't ring the manager for back up! There was some flirting going off which made me wonder if the girls had come here specifically for this barman or they maybe knew him. I interjected into their conversation with a 'you're not ignoring me now are you' sort of comment to break the ice with the girls.
They were both 18 and out because it was a birthday. They could now drink legally and knew exactly where they wanted to go! I bought the drinks to celebrate with them and we got chatting about the barman and what we each did. They were students with equally as short dresses as mine. As far as I could tell they weren't an item.
This was great, I could go for the girls or the barman and hopefully get something out of the evening.
We drank some more, and then some more, followed by some more. Mainly cocktails because it took our barman (Mannfred) ages to make them! During his frequent chats with us we found out he had a girlfriend (boo!)
Us girls then hit the dance floor, heavily under the influence! Thankfully their inhibitions were lost and there was plenty of hugging, groping and kissing going off. All under the barman's watchful eye. I'm sure all 3 of us knew we just wanted to turn him on so he would walk us home!
He called us over and told us he was closing soon. We urged him not to but he had no choice. I then threw in the 'let's all have a party back at my hotel' bombshell. The girls just drunkenly yelled 'Yeahhhh!' as I expected them too but Mannfred took some more persuading. The girls dived in to help and despite his protestations about getting home to his girlfriend he eventually agreed to come back for 'just a drink'. I bought some Champagne from him and 'borrowed' some glasses and off we went.
All was going well but at no point had I felt any horny vibes from any of them. I knew the girls wanted Mannfred, I knew I wanted all 3 of them and I'm pretty sure Mannfred would not be able to resist if things got steamy but how was I going to get us to that point? I remembered my last hotel encounter and how prancing around in my underwear in a carefree manner had hit the spot. Maybe it was worth a go if conversation alone didn't lead us to it.
We got to the room and opened the bottle. I found a radio station on the TV and chatted to Mannfred while the girls danced. I teased him about them wanting to get his jeans off and did he feel safe with us. He looked a bit nervous but judging by the ever increasing size of his package, the idea seemed to excite him. Finally, like most men, the urges from his blood filled penis overcame the battle raging in his head to keep it in his trousers. "I don't feel safe with them but maybe with you I'd let you take them off" he said in a sweet German way. I smiled back and moved a bit closer. His eyes gave him away and I stole a kiss. We moved in for another only this time tongues were involved. My hand instinctively went for his, now bulging, crotch and began some firm squeezing. I moved his hand onto my bare thigh and we both fell backwards to lie flat on the bed.
Cue two giggly, drunk, teenage, hormonal girls! To say they jumped on him would be too strong but it wasn't far off it. 'You can't have him all to yourself' one of them exclaimed while taking her dress off revealing matching black bra and panties. They had him unzipped and trousers off in a flash. He was as big as I had expected and the girls headed straight for it, sharing it like a lollipop. As they sucked and licked it he turned to me and slid my dress above my waist, revealing my pantless pussy. He began to stroke it's wet lips until I moved to straddle his head, sitting my pussy down on his face while facing the two girls enjoying their lollipop. I came quite quickly and so did he, surprising the girls somewhat. They each got some in there hair, face and mouth. I climbed off Mannfred's face and went over to help them clean up.
We had some fun in the bathroom getting soaked while cleaning up and this led to some more serious (than the dance floor) groping and kissing. We got lost in it so much we missed the clunk of the door shutting as Mannfred made his escape. Shame really, I would've loved that cock in one of my holes that night!
We took ourselves into the room and shed our wet clothes. This kicked in a little shyness from them I felt, so I topped up their glasses and we took some sips. I asked if they wanted some more to which I got a positive response. I then poured the contents of my glass over my erect nipples and told them they had to drink it off. I leaned back against the desk and they playfully moved in, gingerly licking away. They had obviously never been with a woman before but seemed comfortable with each other. The way they had handled Mannfred's cock suggested they had done that before.
I moved to the bed bringing the bottle with me and lay down. I poored some more on my tits and they came over to continue licking. I was in the middle of the bed with a girl either side. I poored some more Champagne in a line down my belly and over my pussy. Like cats following a stream of milk they duly made their way down. Two's a crowd down there so I grabbed one and pulled her up the bed. I stroked her tits and nipples while her friend found out what a soaking pussy covered in Champagne tastes like. 'Sit on my face like I did with Mannfred' I beckoned. She obliged. She came just as quick as I had earlier with several German exclamations that I've never heard before.
The girls swapped places. I managed to give my pussy another Champagne soaking to help number 2 get acquainted with her first pussy as they moved around. number one was a lot slimmer and this helped my run my hands over her thighs, bum and tits while my tongue buried itself in her 'never been licked quite like this before' pussy. Sadly number 2 was shockingly bad at licking pussy. I was quite glad when number 1 finally came and we could move onto something else. Time for my strap-on! It might seem a strange thing to pick on a business trip but as you may know already, you just never know when you're going to need it.
I attached it to number 1 and spread number 2's legs. I could tell this was pushing their boundaries but lots of kissing and groping while pouring more drink down them helped them get over them. I sat back in a chair and watched as they fucked. They couldn't look at each other and so turned their heads towards me. I lifted my legs over the chair arms and gave them a good masturbation show. This helped them intensify their fucking.
Once satisfied, I moved back over to them, rubbing number 2's exposed clit until she came again. Number 1 pulled out and I sucked the strap-on clean while removing it. Number 2 seemed exhausted and not up to her fucking duty so I strapped up. I made number 1 get on all fours and slid in from behind. I made number 2 rub her clit while I enthusiastically pumped away. This was to be our last act of the night.
We were knackered by now. The girls wet clothes caused a bit of an issue. We spent ages drying them with a hair dryer and the trouser press. Eventually, fully dressed once more, I followed them to reception and stayed with them until a cab arrived. They told the driver the address and I gave him enough cash to cover it.
Quite a night! Although I never did get the fuck I had set out for, can't complain though can I?
I still dream about Mannfred's cock. I went back to that bar each night but he didn't work again all week! Damn!
The first bar I venture into is very quiet but has the cutest barman I've ever come across in Germany. I'd say 5'8", dark hair and chin stubble which is getting close to being a beard but not quite there yet. Check shirt over tight white T with tight jeans showing off his ass. His package looked sizable when not erect (or at least I didn't think it was) so all was good. He smiled a lot as well when I ordered. We chatted about the number of people in and how busy they normally get. Sadly, me coming in had made them 'busy' if you get my drift!
Imagine the shock he must have got then when two more girls walked in, I'm surprised he didn't ring the manager for back up! There was some flirting going off which made me wonder if the girls had come here specifically for this barman or they maybe knew him. I interjected into their conversation with a 'you're not ignoring me now are you' sort of comment to break the ice with the girls.
They were both 18 and out because it was a birthday. They could now drink legally and knew exactly where they wanted to go! I bought the drinks to celebrate with them and we got chatting about the barman and what we each did. They were students with equally as short dresses as mine. As far as I could tell they weren't an item.
This was great, I could go for the girls or the barman and hopefully get something out of the evening.
We drank some more, and then some more, followed by some more. Mainly cocktails because it took our barman (Mannfred) ages to make them! During his frequent chats with us we found out he had a girlfriend (boo!)
Us girls then hit the dance floor, heavily under the influence! Thankfully their inhibitions were lost and there was plenty of hugging, groping and kissing going off. All under the barman's watchful eye. I'm sure all 3 of us knew we just wanted to turn him on so he would walk us home!
He called us over and told us he was closing soon. We urged him not to but he had no choice. I then threw in the 'let's all have a party back at my hotel' bombshell. The girls just drunkenly yelled 'Yeahhhh!' as I expected them too but Mannfred took some more persuading. The girls dived in to help and despite his protestations about getting home to his girlfriend he eventually agreed to come back for 'just a drink'. I bought some Champagne from him and 'borrowed' some glasses and off we went.
All was going well but at no point had I felt any horny vibes from any of them. I knew the girls wanted Mannfred, I knew I wanted all 3 of them and I'm pretty sure Mannfred would not be able to resist if things got steamy but how was I going to get us to that point? I remembered my last hotel encounter and how prancing around in my underwear in a carefree manner had hit the spot. Maybe it was worth a go if conversation alone didn't lead us to it.
We got to the room and opened the bottle. I found a radio station on the TV and chatted to Mannfred while the girls danced. I teased him about them wanting to get his jeans off and did he feel safe with us. He looked a bit nervous but judging by the ever increasing size of his package, the idea seemed to excite him. Finally, like most men, the urges from his blood filled penis overcame the battle raging in his head to keep it in his trousers. "I don't feel safe with them but maybe with you I'd let you take them off" he said in a sweet German way. I smiled back and moved a bit closer. His eyes gave him away and I stole a kiss. We moved in for another only this time tongues were involved. My hand instinctively went for his, now bulging, crotch and began some firm squeezing. I moved his hand onto my bare thigh and we both fell backwards to lie flat on the bed.
Cue two giggly, drunk, teenage, hormonal girls! To say they jumped on him would be too strong but it wasn't far off it. 'You can't have him all to yourself' one of them exclaimed while taking her dress off revealing matching black bra and panties. They had him unzipped and trousers off in a flash. He was as big as I had expected and the girls headed straight for it, sharing it like a lollipop. As they sucked and licked it he turned to me and slid my dress above my waist, revealing my pantless pussy. He began to stroke it's wet lips until I moved to straddle his head, sitting my pussy down on his face while facing the two girls enjoying their lollipop. I came quite quickly and so did he, surprising the girls somewhat. They each got some in there hair, face and mouth. I climbed off Mannfred's face and went over to help them clean up.
We had some fun in the bathroom getting soaked while cleaning up and this led to some more serious (than the dance floor) groping and kissing. We got lost in it so much we missed the clunk of the door shutting as Mannfred made his escape. Shame really, I would've loved that cock in one of my holes that night!
We took ourselves into the room and shed our wet clothes. This kicked in a little shyness from them I felt, so I topped up their glasses and we took some sips. I asked if they wanted some more to which I got a positive response. I then poured the contents of my glass over my erect nipples and told them they had to drink it off. I leaned back against the desk and they playfully moved in, gingerly licking away. They had obviously never been with a woman before but seemed comfortable with each other. The way they had handled Mannfred's cock suggested they had done that before.
I moved to the bed bringing the bottle with me and lay down. I poored some more on my tits and they came over to continue licking. I was in the middle of the bed with a girl either side. I poored some more Champagne in a line down my belly and over my pussy. Like cats following a stream of milk they duly made their way down. Two's a crowd down there so I grabbed one and pulled her up the bed. I stroked her tits and nipples while her friend found out what a soaking pussy covered in Champagne tastes like. 'Sit on my face like I did with Mannfred' I beckoned. She obliged. She came just as quick as I had earlier with several German exclamations that I've never heard before.
The girls swapped places. I managed to give my pussy another Champagne soaking to help number 2 get acquainted with her first pussy as they moved around. number one was a lot slimmer and this helped my run my hands over her thighs, bum and tits while my tongue buried itself in her 'never been licked quite like this before' pussy. Sadly number 2 was shockingly bad at licking pussy. I was quite glad when number 1 finally came and we could move onto something else. Time for my strap-on! It might seem a strange thing to pick on a business trip but as you may know already, you just never know when you're going to need it.
I attached it to number 1 and spread number 2's legs. I could tell this was pushing their boundaries but lots of kissing and groping while pouring more drink down them helped them get over them. I sat back in a chair and watched as they fucked. They couldn't look at each other and so turned their heads towards me. I lifted my legs over the chair arms and gave them a good masturbation show. This helped them intensify their fucking.
Once satisfied, I moved back over to them, rubbing number 2's exposed clit until she came again. Number 1 pulled out and I sucked the strap-on clean while removing it. Number 2 seemed exhausted and not up to her fucking duty so I strapped up. I made number 1 get on all fours and slid in from behind. I made number 2 rub her clit while I enthusiastically pumped away. This was to be our last act of the night.
We were knackered by now. The girls wet clothes caused a bit of an issue. We spent ages drying them with a hair dryer and the trouser press. Eventually, fully dressed once more, I followed them to reception and stayed with them until a cab arrived. They told the driver the address and I gave him enough cash to cover it.
Quite a night! Although I never did get the fuck I had set out for, can't complain though can I?
I still dream about Mannfred's cock. I went back to that bar each night but he didn't work again all week! Damn!
Tuesday, 30 November 2010
Anna gets the Girl!
Well it had to happen didn't it? She's been trained by the best teacher after all.
Anna came to me in the office last week desperate to talk to me so we arranged a lunch together. She spilled the beans on her first sexual encounter with her girlfriend, Carla. I told her to tell me all and she did....
She'd been going round to her flat after dates and things had been progressing from just kissing to passionate kissing and some tit groping and then Anna had begun to rub her crotch through her clothes. Anna was taking the lead but Carla seemed to want to take things slowly, clearly unsure of her sexuality. Anna respected this and often stopped when she felt Carla's hand move hers away.
So on the big night, they'd got passionate in the kitchen area and Anna found that not only did she not have her hand moved this time but Carla was sliding her hand inside Anna's skirt and tracing a line around her pantyline, taking time to feel her pussy lips as she passed by. Anna's heart was pounding and she felt this was a sign that Carla wanted to go a lot further than they had before. She pulled back from the kissing embrace they were in and took a long hard look into Carla's eyes, seeing them full of desire. She reached up to her shoulder strap and slowly slid it from her shoulder. She pulled her arm through and exposed her bra-less breast. This made me so wet hearing all of this, it reminded me of times I've had with Anna and she'd obviously taken note of my moves! She then began kissing Carla's nipples and lifted up the dress high enough to get inside her panties. Carla lifted off her dress and Anna pushed her back onto the counter top, her hands now very busy tweaking nipples and rubbing her pussy hard through her panties. As they kissed, Anna pulled her panties to one side and slid a finger into Carla's dripping pussy for the first time. Carla arched back onto the counter top and Anna lifted her onto it. Carla's pussy now at a perfect height for Anna to begin kissing it. Carla doesn't shave apparently but this didn't put Anna off (it would me, she sounded very hairy down there!). With hands clasped tightly on Carla's breasts, Anna slowly but firmly licked and kissed her pussy lips and clit. When she came, Carla was crying out loudly, back arched, stomach shaking violently and hands pushing Anna's face in tight. Anna was so turned on by all of this she thought she might cum herself.
Carla lay on the kitchen counter top, breathless and speechless. Anna stayed for a while holding her hand, she was too sensitive to be touched anywhere else. Anna had to go so she never got any reciprocated action, she didn't mind. Carla had now opened up fully to her and she knew this was the first of many times for them.
They arranged a stopover for last weekend but I've not seen Anna since to find out how it went. I can only imagine. In fact I have imagined it quite a lot, usually with a dildo up my ass or pussy and my fingers rubbing my clit furiously. I'd love to join them but I get the feeling Anna won't want that as it seems serious!
Sara
xx
Anna came to me in the office last week desperate to talk to me so we arranged a lunch together. She spilled the beans on her first sexual encounter with her girlfriend, Carla. I told her to tell me all and she did....
She'd been going round to her flat after dates and things had been progressing from just kissing to passionate kissing and some tit groping and then Anna had begun to rub her crotch through her clothes. Anna was taking the lead but Carla seemed to want to take things slowly, clearly unsure of her sexuality. Anna respected this and often stopped when she felt Carla's hand move hers away.
So on the big night, they'd got passionate in the kitchen area and Anna found that not only did she not have her hand moved this time but Carla was sliding her hand inside Anna's skirt and tracing a line around her pantyline, taking time to feel her pussy lips as she passed by. Anna's heart was pounding and she felt this was a sign that Carla wanted to go a lot further than they had before. She pulled back from the kissing embrace they were in and took a long hard look into Carla's eyes, seeing them full of desire. She reached up to her shoulder strap and slowly slid it from her shoulder. She pulled her arm through and exposed her bra-less breast. This made me so wet hearing all of this, it reminded me of times I've had with Anna and she'd obviously taken note of my moves! She then began kissing Carla's nipples and lifted up the dress high enough to get inside her panties. Carla lifted off her dress and Anna pushed her back onto the counter top, her hands now very busy tweaking nipples and rubbing her pussy hard through her panties. As they kissed, Anna pulled her panties to one side and slid a finger into Carla's dripping pussy for the first time. Carla arched back onto the counter top and Anna lifted her onto it. Carla's pussy now at a perfect height for Anna to begin kissing it. Carla doesn't shave apparently but this didn't put Anna off (it would me, she sounded very hairy down there!). With hands clasped tightly on Carla's breasts, Anna slowly but firmly licked and kissed her pussy lips and clit. When she came, Carla was crying out loudly, back arched, stomach shaking violently and hands pushing Anna's face in tight. Anna was so turned on by all of this she thought she might cum herself.
Carla lay on the kitchen counter top, breathless and speechless. Anna stayed for a while holding her hand, she was too sensitive to be touched anywhere else. Anna had to go so she never got any reciprocated action, she didn't mind. Carla had now opened up fully to her and she knew this was the first of many times for them.
They arranged a stopover for last weekend but I've not seen Anna since to find out how it went. I can only imagine. In fact I have imagined it quite a lot, usually with a dildo up my ass or pussy and my fingers rubbing my clit furiously. I'd love to join them but I get the feeling Anna won't want that as it seems serious!
Sara
xx
Tuesday, 15 June 2010
Seek and ye shall find!
Well my week started with a bang last night, actually it was 3 or 4!
I finished my blog about dirty knickers and was well into a bottle of wine. I decided to put on some sexy stuff and try my luck. I've been in this town before so know where to go on a Monday night. Lets face it folks most cities are incredibly boring during the week. Unless you know where to go! This place is an up market bar that attracts the high flying workers who hit the bar after a hard day making money.
My only trouble was looking like a working girl if you get my drift. I dressed in my office gear, shortest black skirt I could find, stay ups, no knickers! The skirt is so short and tight you would've seen whatever I wore so decided commando was my only option. Tight lacy bra pushing my tits up high covered by a tight white blouse. Yes folks, tight but office like was the key. High black heels of course.
It's fairly busy, still some after work bustle about the place. I'm eyeing anything up to see if I get a response. The men are all smiling, the women glaring. Have I gone too far on tightness?
I mount a bar stool remembering my short skirt and no knickers, legs crossing faster than a rabbit on caffeine. Large spritzer on its way. Decent looking couple at the bar, girl with back to me and man glancing occasional over her shoulder at me. I respond with some cheeky smiles, he's trying hard not to smile back. It's not long before she's off to powder her nose. He can't resist, naughty boy.
Our short chat about nothing ends as his girl returns, outrageously he introduces us. Odd since I never gave him my name. I'm Vanessa now and work as a P.A. in his company, he winks as she offers a hand. Cheeky boy, do I go with it? Fuck it, why not.
I launch into a long story into why I'm alone at the bar involving my boss, he chips in now and again and asks me if I'd like to join them for a couple of drinks. Now my heart starts to race as he asks his girl if she doesn't mind. She actually looks me up and down, smiles and says "Sure, ok with me".
Lets call them Tony and Bella. We spend a couple of hours making up office talk as if we have worked together for years, dancing round a few awkward moments as Bella remembers who or what we are talking about. By now the drink is kicking in and I'm slipping slowly into the sofa with complete disregard for my exposed thighs and heaven knows what else. Both Tony and Bella are passing casual glances at whatever is on show. Eventually, jackpot!
Bella leans over to Tony and whispers something to him before leaving for the bathroom again. He looks a bit embarrassed when leaning towards me, I lean in and he puts a hand on my knee. "She said she wants to fuck you" he says quite matter of factly. "And do you?" I enquire. "Of course, we both do, she knows that" he replies. "Do you two pick up girls in bars often?", "Once or twice". "And how many times does this 'girl at work' thing work?". "If the girl blanks me and says I have the wrong person then of course it's over, if she responds like you then we both know what's coming next!"
Bella returns, she doesn't sit down. "Are we on?". I stand, get very close and stare her in the eyes, "Of course" I reply. We walk away together and they tell me they have a car and we should go for a drive. It's a 7 series BMW, very nice.
"I'll drive Tony, you get in the back with Sara, if you don't make her cum by the time we reach home then you can't watch us when we get there". Oddly I felt like I wasn't there but just got in the back as instructed.
Even with blacked out windows it was odd to have my short skirt round my waist, legs wide apart and Tony's fingers dancing round my pussy. He was kissing my neck and didn't seem in any hurry given his challenge. He must know the traffic better than Bella! Bella had me sit behind the passenger seat and had the interior mirror fixed in a position so she could see Tony at work. Having the feeling people are watching normally turns me on, I've fucked in public many times and been caught once or twice as well, but for some reason my nerves were getting the better of me and Tony's fingers weren't quite doing it.
"Fuck it Tony its no good", I yell as I unbuckle. "You're gonna have to eat me". One leg in the roof lining, the other stretched between the front seats. It doesn't take me long now, my eyes closed, Tony's expert tongue in full swing and Bella stroking my leg and foot. My screams confirm to Bella that her man has earned his viewing rights. "Good man Tony, just in time". I adjust myself and we pull into a very smart looking driveway. The leather seats are very wet and I am doing my best not to get any on my skirt.
I'll tell you what happened inside their place tomorrow, don't want to use up all my news in one go. I'm staying in tonight to catch up on work, you'll understand tomorrow!
Sara
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I finished my blog about dirty knickers and was well into a bottle of wine. I decided to put on some sexy stuff and try my luck. I've been in this town before so know where to go on a Monday night. Lets face it folks most cities are incredibly boring during the week. Unless you know where to go! This place is an up market bar that attracts the high flying workers who hit the bar after a hard day making money.
My only trouble was looking like a working girl if you get my drift. I dressed in my office gear, shortest black skirt I could find, stay ups, no knickers! The skirt is so short and tight you would've seen whatever I wore so decided commando was my only option. Tight lacy bra pushing my tits up high covered by a tight white blouse. Yes folks, tight but office like was the key. High black heels of course.
It's fairly busy, still some after work bustle about the place. I'm eyeing anything up to see if I get a response. The men are all smiling, the women glaring. Have I gone too far on tightness?
I mount a bar stool remembering my short skirt and no knickers, legs crossing faster than a rabbit on caffeine. Large spritzer on its way. Decent looking couple at the bar, girl with back to me and man glancing occasional over her shoulder at me. I respond with some cheeky smiles, he's trying hard not to smile back. It's not long before she's off to powder her nose. He can't resist, naughty boy.
Our short chat about nothing ends as his girl returns, outrageously he introduces us. Odd since I never gave him my name. I'm Vanessa now and work as a P.A. in his company, he winks as she offers a hand. Cheeky boy, do I go with it? Fuck it, why not.
I launch into a long story into why I'm alone at the bar involving my boss, he chips in now and again and asks me if I'd like to join them for a couple of drinks. Now my heart starts to race as he asks his girl if she doesn't mind. She actually looks me up and down, smiles and says "Sure, ok with me".
Lets call them Tony and Bella. We spend a couple of hours making up office talk as if we have worked together for years, dancing round a few awkward moments as Bella remembers who or what we are talking about. By now the drink is kicking in and I'm slipping slowly into the sofa with complete disregard for my exposed thighs and heaven knows what else. Both Tony and Bella are passing casual glances at whatever is on show. Eventually, jackpot!
Bella leans over to Tony and whispers something to him before leaving for the bathroom again. He looks a bit embarrassed when leaning towards me, I lean in and he puts a hand on my knee. "She said she wants to fuck you" he says quite matter of factly. "And do you?" I enquire. "Of course, we both do, she knows that" he replies. "Do you two pick up girls in bars often?", "Once or twice". "And how many times does this 'girl at work' thing work?". "If the girl blanks me and says I have the wrong person then of course it's over, if she responds like you then we both know what's coming next!"
Bella returns, she doesn't sit down. "Are we on?". I stand, get very close and stare her in the eyes, "Of course" I reply. We walk away together and they tell me they have a car and we should go for a drive. It's a 7 series BMW, very nice.
"I'll drive Tony, you get in the back with Sara, if you don't make her cum by the time we reach home then you can't watch us when we get there". Oddly I felt like I wasn't there but just got in the back as instructed.
Even with blacked out windows it was odd to have my short skirt round my waist, legs wide apart and Tony's fingers dancing round my pussy. He was kissing my neck and didn't seem in any hurry given his challenge. He must know the traffic better than Bella! Bella had me sit behind the passenger seat and had the interior mirror fixed in a position so she could see Tony at work. Having the feeling people are watching normally turns me on, I've fucked in public many times and been caught once or twice as well, but for some reason my nerves were getting the better of me and Tony's fingers weren't quite doing it.
"Fuck it Tony its no good", I yell as I unbuckle. "You're gonna have to eat me". One leg in the roof lining, the other stretched between the front seats. It doesn't take me long now, my eyes closed, Tony's expert tongue in full swing and Bella stroking my leg and foot. My screams confirm to Bella that her man has earned his viewing rights. "Good man Tony, just in time". I adjust myself and we pull into a very smart looking driveway. The leather seats are very wet and I am doing my best not to get any on my skirt.
I'll tell you what happened inside their place tomorrow, don't want to use up all my news in one go. I'm staying in tonight to catch up on work, you'll understand tomorrow!
Sara
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