If you’ve read “Infatuation With A Co-Workers Tits” or “Infatuation With CoWorkers Tits Pt2″ then you’re familiar with Katherine. If you haven’t then (A) you should, and (B) allow me to introduce you to her.
Katherine is a total bitch that is also smokin’ hot. Not Kathy. Not Kat. Katherine. She went to an all-girl Catholic high school. Ivy League college. Snooty as hell because she thinks — she knows — that she’s better than everyone else and those that work with her should be grateful. And absolutely smokin’! She knows it, too. 5′ 5”, long, blonde hair, slender face, and curves that a Ferrari would have trouble navigating. 38-24-36. She’s always wearing skin-tight tops or low cut sweaters. Or a combination of the two. Short skirts with high heels that show off those luscious legs no matter what the weather is like complete the ensemble.
In “Infatuation With A Co-Workers Tits” Katherine felt as if I was undressing her with my eyes whenever I was around her and it made her uncomfortable. It was true, of course, but there was no way I was going to admit to it. Anyway, instead of going to HR with a sexual harassment case, she wanted to sit down with me and see if we could resolve it like two adults.
In “Infatuation With A Co-Workers Tits Ch. 2” I thought I would turn the tables and convince her that I was preparing to file a harassment case against her. The results were more than satisfactory for me to say the least.
Today the saga continued. I got a call at my desk from Steve. Steve’s in HR. Getting a call from him wasn’t totally out of the ordinary. We played golf together occasionally. But I don’t recall him ever calling me up to his office before.
I walked into Steve’s office and there sat Katherine across from him. I knew right away this was going to be interesting if nothing else. I may not have a job after this little get together, but it would be interesting nonetheless.
Katherine was looking hot as fuck as usual. Her long blonde hair fell across the shoulders of a light blue sweater with a deep v-neck neckline. The “v” cut down entirely too far for a professional work place. No one was complaining. The sweater appeared to be two sizes too small. It was struggling to contain her 36DDs. She wore a short-short white skirt that also broke the employer’s dress code. Nobody seemed to mind that, either. The ensemble was finished off with a pair of white stiletto high heels.
She sat with her legs crossed. This only accentuated how toned they are. Her body is the complete package. Her attitude is something else entirely. She gave me a stern look as I walked through the door and behind her. I sat in the chair next to her.
Steve looked across his desk at me. “Katherine is here today to file a sexual harassment complaint against you.”
“What?!” I was shocked. I nearly came out of my chair. I thought was all behind us.
“I know, I know,” Steve said, waving his hand at me. “I thought it might be a good idea, and Katherine agreed, to have both of you in here to see if we can get this straightened out before I filed the formal complaint with corporate.”
“You’ve got to be shittin’ me,” I said looking at Steve.
“Language! There’s a lady present,” Katherine said with a snooty tone.
I looked her dead in the eye. “Show me a lady and I’ll watch my mouth.” The look of shock on her face was almost worth losing my job.
“C’mon, Mark,” Steve said, trying to settle things down. “Let’s try to be civil here.” He paused. “Katherine says she feels like you’re leering at her whenever she’s around you, making her feel uncomfortable.”
“Oh really? Is that so?” I said looking at the both of them. Steve nodded his head. Katherine looked constipated. “That’s really funny because I was thinking about talking to you about filing a complaint against her for the same thing,” I said with a slight grin.
The look on Katherine’s face changed but only slightly. I’m sure she thought if it came down to a he-said-she-said they would believe her. That’s usually how these things work out.
“Really? Why’s that?” Steve asked. I could tell he was suddenly interested in what I had to say.
“Because she can’t help but stare at my crotch whenever she sees me ever since she found out my cock is twice as big as her hubby’s.”
Katherine almost came out of her skin. Steve’s jaw dropped. Their reactions amused me.
“I most certainly do not!” Katherine screamed.
Steve looked across the table at me. “Mark, dude, are you trying to get fired today?” I’m fairly certain this isn’t how he thought this conversation was going to go 20 minutes ago.
“Dude, I’m telling you, it’s true. She’s just pissed off I won’t give it to her anymore.”
Katherine was completely red in the face. I thought she might have a stroke. She shot Steve a look and pointed at me. “Are you going to let him talk like this about me?!” she screamed.
Steve paused. “Katherine, I have to ask. Is there any truth to what he’s saying? Were you two having an affair?”
She was on the verge of being apoplectic now. “Are you seriously asking me that question?!”
I grinned. She had no idea. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. I stopped and looked at Steve. “You might want to close your blinds for this.” As the blinds lowered I punched a few keys on the screen of my phone and handed it across the desk to Steve. “Here ya go. Enjoy.” I looked at Katherine. She had no idea what was about to happen.
Steve’s eyes flew open when he saw the screen. He hit the play icon.
Katherine’s recorded voice filled the room.
“Oh! Grrrrrrrrr… Yes. God forgive me, yes! I love getting fucked in the ass with your fat cock! Yes! Please! Grrrrrrrr…don’t stop!”
“Good girl. Beg me to let you cum.”
“Yes…please…let me orga…mmmmmm…make me cum! Please! Mark, I’m begging you…please make me cum with your fat cock!”
“Very good. Now cum for me. Let me feel you cum, let me hear it.”
“Yes! Yes! Oh my God, yes! I’m…I’m…oh my God…I’m…ughhhhh…cumming!”
The video showed me plowing Katherine’s ass like a mule through a field. Katherine’s jaw fell into her lap. I think she stopped breathing for a moment. She had no idea I had been recording our last session. Steve looked up from the screen at me, then Katherine, then back to the screen. His look of shock was priceless. They were both speechless.
Katherine looked at me with hate filled eyes. “You bastard!”
My lips curled into an evil grin. “What can I say? I wanted to be able to relive the moment.” I looked over to Steve. “Man, I’m telling you, she can’t get enough. Here, watch this.” I stood up and turned towards Katherine. I unzipped my pants and pulled my hard 9″ hose. I thought Steve might have a heart attack.
Katherine looked at my cock staring her in the face, then at Steve, then back to my cock. “I…I…I don’t…” she stammered. She licked her lips without realizing it.
“I do,” I growled. “Now open wide.” I grabbed the back of her head and pulled it towards me. She opened her mouth and took me in without protest. I was balls deep down her throat on the first pump. My ball sack bounced off her chin. I gave three good pumps into her face when her recently discovered lust took over. My rod began to slide in and out of her face and down her throat willingly while she made sloppy slurping sounds.
As her head bobbed on my tool I looked back at Steve. His eyes were wide as saucers. “See? I told you. She can’t get enough.”
Steve was in disbelief. “Holy shit,” he moaned.
After a few pumps of my cock drilling her throat I reached down as far as I could and grabbed her sweater on both sides. “C’mon, Katherine, let’s get this thing off of you. Show Steve those tits of yours.”
As I pulled the sweater up my cock slipped out of her mouth. As the sweater slid over her head Katherine said in a defeated tone “No, Mark, please, not here…”
“Oh no no no,” I said, shaking my head as I threw her sweater to the side. “You started this. You brought us here.” I grabbed her head and shoved my pole back down her throat. I then unclasped her lacy baby blue bra, pulled it down her arms, and threw it to the side as well.
Her 36DDs were set free. They were magnificent. Tan, round, and perfect. A plastic surgeon would be proud of these babies. Steve watched intently as I reached down and pinched a stiff, gumdrop size nipple. This brought a sexy, muffled squeal from Katherine.
I looked at Steve. He still couldn’t believe what he as seeing. “What do you think? They’re incredible, aren’t they?” I asked as I mauled one of her tits.
“They’re…they’re…perfect.” He could barely get the words out.
“Stand up,” I told her as I helped her out of her chair. “Come around here so Steve can get a better look at ’em.” I pulled her around and placed her between Steve and I. She tried to cover her breasts with her arms but I pulled them down and wrapped her arms across her stomach around her waist. She looked at the ground, her face red with embarrassment. I reached up and began to gently squeeze each breast. “Magnificent,” I said smiling at Steve, who was now rubbing his crotch.
I let go of her arms and they went right back to covering her breasts as if her shoulders were spring loaded.
“You won’t be needing this,” I said as I began to unzip her skirt.
“No, don’t,” she said in a low hush.
Gravity pulled her skirt to the ground. She stepped out of it one leg at a time as a pulled it out from under her and tossed it away. She was wearing a little, white thong under her skirt. I grabbed the thin strings on her hips that were holding her thong up. “You won’t be needing these anymore today, either,” I said as I yanked on the strings until they snapped. She gave a slight squeal at the sound of the material tearing. I crumpled up what was left of the thong and stuffed it into the pocket of my jeans.
Now she had one arm and hand trying to cover her 38 inch bust line and the other hand trying to cover her snatch. She was still looking at the ground, her body twisted in an attempt at modesty. There she stood in front of Steve, this snooty little bitch, completely naked with the exception of her white stilettos. Steve couldn’t take his eyes off her.
I slid in behind her and pressed my body against her. I could feel her warmth. I grabbed the hand that was covering her cunt. I pulled it behind her and wrapped her fist around my throbbing cock. I began to stroke it with her hand under mine. I released it and she continued to gently stroke it.
I reached around and quickly had two fingers buried in her snatch.
“OH!” She shouted in complete shock at the sudden touch. She nearly jumped out of her high heels.
“Jesus Christ, Katherine, you’re soaked already,” I said with an evil smile. “Can you see that, Steve? Jesus Christ, Katherine. You can’t get enough of my cock, can you?” Steve only sat there with his mouth wide open in shock and awe.
She shook her head. “No, no, it’s not true.” She paused as my fingers to slide in and out of her slit. “Gentlemen, please. I…I…I…” she sighed, knowing her plea was falling on deaf ears.
“You what?” There was a note of anger in my voice. “Tell me you haven’t loved having my cock inside you? Tell me your cunt isn’t wet right now and we’ll stop right now.”
The words took her breath away. “I…I…I don’t…”
I looked at Steve. “She can’t say it because she knows it’s true.” I leaned onto her back, forcing her to lean over Steve’s desk slightly. “Go ahead, squeeze ’em?” I said with a curled lip.
Without a word he slowly rose up from his chair, licking his lips as he did so. He leaned across his desk and reached over it. As his hand approached he looked up at me and paused. I simply smiled back with a twinkle in my eye.
Steve slowly reached out and cupped her right breast. Katherine looked at him out of the corner of her eye but said nothing. Steve stared at his hand on this co-workers tit. He gently massaged it and groped it. Katherine gave a muffled sigh. He pinched and twisted her erect nipples and she gasped.
Steve was mesmerized. “What do you think?” I asked.
He looked back up at me. “They’re…they’re…oh my God…” he couldn’t complete a sentence as he continued massaging her tan, firm breast.
I leaned into her and whispered in her ear, “Ask him if he wants a blow job.”
“No. Please.”
I pinched her clit, bringing a yelp. “Tell him you want to suck his cock,” I whispered.
She raised her head to look at Steve. Her face was a deep red. “Mr. Davis, would…you like…for me to perform…oral…”
I pinched her clit again, bringing another yelp. “Noooooo, that’s not it,” I whispered to her. “Tell him you want him to fuck your face.”
She paused and took a deep breath. “Mr…Steve, would you like…a blow job? I want to…suck…your cock. Please…fuck my face with your fat cock. Please. I want it in my throat. Would you be willing to do that?” She began to purr the further she got into the sentence.
“How ’bout it, Steve? Want a blow job?” I asked.
His head snapped around to look up at me. “Really?!”
Steve raced around his desk and was quickly sitting on the edge of his desk. He quickly unzipped his pants, reached in, and whipped out his cock. He wasn’t going to be making any porn movies with it, but it was nothing to be ashamed of, either. 6-7″ and pleasantly plump. He could satisfy just about any woman with it. He was stroking it while it waited for attention.
“Well, what’re you waiting for?” I grabbed her neck and pulled her back slightly. As I shoved her face towards Steve’s rod she opened her mouth and took him in. Steve gave a loud groan and his head flew back as his cock disappeared into her face.
Katherine instinctively spread her legs apart as she impaled her face on Steve’s sword. Her mind said one thing. It was telling her what her Catholic upbringing had taught her all her life. Her body was telling her quite another. Her body was telling her to embrace the love of cock she had only recently discovered. It had always been there, it just needed to be brought out.
I grabbed her hips and slid in between her legs. I grabbed the base of my stick and rubbed its tip along the lips of her pink, puffy pussy. She moaned around Steve’s cock as I did so. I pressed against her. The tip slid through the soaked slit like a hot knife through butter. I moved forward until she could take no more. Only my balls prevented me from sliding in any further. She gave a long, low, animalistic growl as it cut through her.
There was no need for any kind of warm up at this point. Her inner slut had been fully revealed. The Ivy League school girl had two cocks buried deep inside her without any further protests. She was sucking on Steve’s cock as if it was her life source. She was already pushing back against me, begging me to fuck her hard.
I pulled her arms off the edge of the desk and pulled them straight back. She no longer had control of her balance. Steve and I had taken control of that. I pulled her arms back as I drove my cock into her. She gave a loud squeal. My thrust forward drove Steve’s rod even further down her throat.
This dance went on for what seemed like hours but was actually only minutes. For the first time in her life, Katherine felt two cocks throbbing inside of her, both of which were bigger than the only cock she had ever known, that of her needle dick husband. Steve’s cock continued to glide in and out of her throat. Mine continued to pound her pussy. Our shirts were flecked with the sweat dripping from our faces. Her body was beginning to glisten.
I reached around and flicked at her clit. The sudden stimulation brought an unexpected, muffled squeal from Katherine. That sudden unexpected touch sent her into overdrive.
Her muffled moans became louder and longer. She began to rock her hips back into mine, meeting my every thrust. Steve could feel her breathing becoming more labored around his throat plug. I felt the muscles in her cunt begin to convulse. She could feel two thunderbolts racing up her legs headed for a collision course.
“Mmmmmmfffff! Mmmmmmfffff! Mmmmmhhhhhhhhh!” Her moans became muffled screams. The two thunderbolts crashed into her cunt with the force of what she imagined an atom bomb would feel like. Steve held the back of her head down, keeping it still so he could continue to pump her face full of cock. I continued to flick at her quivering clit as her body convulsed in orgasmic bliss.
When her body came down from her pleasure high I slapped her on the ass with a crack and pulled out of her still twitching cunt. The slap on the ass brought a yelp.
“How about that, Katherine? Your first orgasm with two cocks inside of you.”
Katherine raised herself up far enough to get Steve’s cock out of her mouth. “I…I…I can’t believe it…” she panted.
“Okay, Katherine, it’s time to let Steve sample this tight fucking cunt of yours.”
She brought herself fully upright and turned to look at me. Her face was flush. “Language, please, Mr. Alan,” she said breathlessly.
“What did I tell you before? We’re fucking, not making love. Hell, you were begging me to fuck you in the ass with my fat cock two weeks ago. You just had two cocks buried in you. Don’t give me that ‘language’ bullshit.”
“Yes, I’m aware of what I said. I’m not proud of it. I don’t know what came over me,” she said looking at the ground.
“A cock in your ass is what came over you,” I said with a sly grin.
“Be that as it may, we should still try to observe some kind of civil decorum.”
I shrugged my shoulders. “Whatever.” I pointed at Steve, then the floor. “The floor work for you, Steve?”
“Yes sir, works for me,” he nodded. He quickly proceeded to lay flat on the floor. His rigid pole was pointing straight at the ceiling.
“Okay, Katherine, time to climb aboard the cock train.” Steve and I both chuckled.
“Mr. Alan, please…”
I cut her off. “Yeah, yeah, I know, language, blah blah. Just get on.”
Katherine stepped over Steve and dropped to her knees. He held his pole straight as she hovered over it. Slowly, she lowered herself down. When the tip of his tool touched her still quivering pussy her body shivered. She continued on, feeling his thick head slide between her lips. He went deeper and deeper until she was sitting in his lap, taking his entire length in.
“Oh Mother of Mary,” she sighed.
“Jesus Christ!” Steve exclaimed. I don’t know if he was calling out because of the feeling he was experiencing, or the fact that his cock was buried inside that snooty bitch Katherine, or a little of both.
“Please, please don’t ejaculate inside me,” she said after she caught her breath.
I grabbed her long blonde hair and pulled her head back. “Don’t what?”
“Oh!” she barked. “Don’t ejaculate…” she said in almost a whisper.
I snapped her head back, bringing another bark. “Don’t what? Say it!”
She took a breath. “Please…don’t cum…inside me.”
“Hear that, Steve? Don’t use her pussy as a cum dumpster,” I chuckled.
“I’ll do my best, but I can’t promise anything,” he chuckled back.
I stepped in behind her and pushed her shoulders forward, until her magnificent tits were smashed on Steve’s chest. Her ass was pointing straight up in the air. Her asshole was winking at me, inviting me in.
I slid in behind her. I touched the tip of my cock to her rosebud and pressed just enough. It glistened with her cum juices. Katherine gave a loud gasp at the pressure.
I leaned into her. “C’mon, Katherine, tell me what you want. Beg me for it,” I whispered in her ear.
She barely shook her head. “No. No. I…I…” she whispered back.
“C’mon, Katherine, you know you want it. You know you want me to fuck your ass. Just say it and I will.” I pressed against her rosebud again. “Or we can all get dressed and call it a day.”
“Oh my God, please…”
“God’s not here.” I paused. “Please what?”
“God forgive me,” she moaned. “Please…yes, please…oh my God…I…I…I want your penis in my anus.”
“What was that?” I pressed harder. Her rosebud quivered.
“I want…your penis…”
“No no. That won’t do at all. C’mon, say it,” I quietly growled.
“Please…Mark…my ass. God forgive me. Please fuck my ass. I’m begging you,” she moaned.
“Let’s fuck this bitch already!” Steve commanded from underneath.
I leaned forward. “Let’s.”
I pressed forward and the helmet of my brave soldier slid past her sphincter and into her ass. Steve threw her into the air with the thrust from his hips. That not only drove his rod in deep, it did mine as well. Katherine let out a loud bark from the suddenness of it all.
Steve quickly had a swaying tit sucked into his mouth and had a firm grip of the other perfect breast with the other hand. I was driving my cock into her sweet ass balls deep with each thrust. There was no warm up for her ass this time like there was last time my cock was in her ass. Occasionally, I would slap her ass, leaving a red hand print. A loud yelp from Katherine would follow each crack of skin on skin. The yelps were fitting in between moans and groans of pleasure.
“Holy fuck!” Steve cried out. “Her cunt is squeezing me like a vise grip!” Katherine was grinding down on him so hard I was afraid she might shove him through the floor.
“That’s because her husband’s tiny little prick hasn’t stretched her out,” I said with a firm grip on her ample hips.
“Please…don’t…speak…of…Darren,” she pleaded in between thrusts.
Smack! Another hand print on her ass, followed by another yelp. “If Darren was doing his job, you wouldn’t be a cock sandwich,” I said in a mocking tone.
“No…no…it’s…not…true,” she said with a slight shake of her head.
I laughed and gave her another smack on the ass. I leaned into as far as I could while still driving my cock balls deep into her. “You know it’s true. You love a big, fat cock in your ass. You know it,” I whispered.
“No! Mmmmm…no! Don’t…say…mmmmm…such…things…”
I straightened back up. “Then you say it. Say it!” Smack! Yelp!
“No…no…please…” she begged.
Smack! Yelp!
“Fine!” She took a breath. “I…love…your…fat cock…in…my ass! I…love…your…fat cock…in…my…pussy! Fuck me! Please! Fuck…me…harder!”
All three bodies were thrashing away, pleasuring themselves and each other. The room was filled with moans, groans, and curses to the heavens. It smelled like sweat and sex.
It wasn’t long before Steve and I both noticed a change in her physical reaction to the pummeling she was taking from our cocks. Her breathing was becoming heavier and more rapid. We could feel her holes clamping down on our cocks. Her body began to tense. Her cunt began to quiver.
I leaned into her. “Katherine, you’re about to cum again, aren’t you, you naughty little cunt?” I whispered.
“No! No! Don’t..sayyyyuhhh …such…thingshmmmmm!” she panted.
Smack! Yelp!
“I’ll bet your needle dick hubby wants to call you a naughty cunt,” I whispered again.
“No! He…mmmm…would…never…”
“Tell Steve how much you love his cock buried in your cunt.”
“No…mmmmm…please…”
Smack! Yelp!
“God…have mmmmmmercy! I love…your cockmmmmm…in my…vagi…”
Smack! Yelp! Her ass was turning a bright shade of red. “You love his cock where?”
“Oh…FUCK! I love…your cock…innnnnnmmmm…my…CUNT!”
Steve and I watched evil smiles cross each other’s sweaty faces. I reared back and slammed my hips against hers. Skin slapped against skin.
“OH God!” she barked.
“Would you like to cum now, Katherine?” I asked with a wicked tone in my voice.
“Oh…mmmmmm…yes…please…ohmygod, please!”
“Please what?” I slammed her asshole again. Her body was beginning to convulse.
“OH fuck! YES! God! Please! Don’t…you…bastards…stop! Please! Fuck! Ughhhhhh…fuck me…make me cum! Cumming! Cumming! I’m…cumming! Gahhhhhhhhhh!”
Her body quaked like I hadn’t seen in our previous sessions. This orgasm was sending her into orbit. Katherine’s mind went blank as our two poles continued their assault on her trembling love holes.
Her body went limp and her cries to the heavens for forgiveness quieted as her orgasm subsided. Her body rocked to the rhythm of the two bodies slamming against hers.
“Oh my God, I don’t know how much more I can take,” Steve panted from underneath.
I pulled out of her quaking ass. “C’mon, Katherine, let’s finish this. Get up. Get up on your knees,” I directed. I helped her climb off of Steve and onto her knees. Steve stood up as sweat rolled down his face.
Steve stood on one side of her stroking his meat while I stood on the other doing the same. I grabbed the top of her head and turned it to face me. Steve reached down with his free hand and began to molest her breast.
“C’mon, Katherine, open wide. Time for your protein shake,” I said with a crooked grin.
I held the tip of my hose at the entrance of her hungry mouth. My strokes were almost striking her in the chin. My body tensed and I gritted my teeth. With a grunt I shot a load of spunk onto her tongue. Her head tried to snap back with surprise but I held it in place. A second and third spurt also landed on her tongue. I watched as her tongue turned from a sexy red to a milky white. I rammed my cock into her mouth and shoved the cum on her tongue down her throat. I made several more pumps into her face, making sure she sucked every last drop of goodness out of my balls.
I pulled my cock out of her face. I grabbed her chin and twisted her head to look up at me. Her eyes were blank. “Good girl,” I said smiling.
“Okay, my turn,” Steve said as he moved in closer. “Hold your tits up. C’mon, hold ’em up!”
Katherine turned towards him and did as she was told. She wrapped her arms under her 36DDs and held them out as cum targets.
“Tell him what you want Katherine. Tell him what you want him to do,” I said in a voice similar to one that you would encourage your child to tell Santa what they want for Christmas.
Katherine looked back at me, then up to Steve’s contorted face.
“I…I…I want you to ejaculate on my bosom,” she said flatly.
I lightly slapped her on the back of her head. “Nooooooo, say it right. Say it with some feeling.”
She looked back at me again and back to Steve. She paused and took a breath. “Steve…I want you…I want you to cum on my tits. I want you to cover my tits with your hot, sticky cum. Please, Steve, cum on my tits,” she purred. Hell, she almost made me cum again.
Steve pumped his tool fast and furious. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuuuck!”
I said Steve wouldn’t be shooting any pornos with his cock. His cum made up for it. Holy shit! It was like watching something from a movie.
A thick, white rope shot out from the tip of his gun and blasted her in the sternum. The force knocked her back a little and splattered across her entire chest. A second rope just as thick and powerful as the first shot out as Steve hollered and cursed. This roped shot up the top of her right breast and up and over her shoulder. A third and fourth rope spurted up, without as much force as the first two. One landed on top of her left breast, the other hit her in the chin and down the front of her throat. He gave his meat a few more strong strokes that brought white tailings out that landed on her thighs and floor. He finally stopped and shook the beast, sending several more droplets onto her cheek and into her hair. Then he shoved his tool into her mouth and gave several pumps into her throat just to make sure got it all.
He stopped and looked at me. “Fuck!” he panted.
We looked down at Katherine. She was a cum covered mess. Cum was dripping off her chin and falling onto her thighs. She had a stream of white running through her cleavage and onto her toned stomach. Thick, milky drops fell from her erect, gumdrop nipples onto the floor. She was beautiful.
Steve and I looked at each other.
I smiled. “Very nice.”
“Fuck yeah!” Steve exclaimed. We gave each other high fives as Katherine stood up on wobbly legs.
“Are you gentlemen quite happy with yourselves?”
I shrugged my shoulders. “We’re not unhappy,” I said, causing Steve and I to chuckle.
As we tucked our happy beasts back into their cages Katherine asked, “Mr. Davis, may I have some of your tissues, please?”
“No no,” I said as I wagged a finger at her. “How do we end our sessions?” Steve had a quizzical look on his face. He also knew this was going to go somewhere unexpected.
Katherine thought about it for a moment. Then it hit her. “Oh yes! Please forgive me. I forgot that step in the process.” She proceeded to tilt her head down and lift her breasts up. She started to flick at her cum covered breasts like a cat at its water dish. I thought Steve might cream his jeans right there on the spot.
Even after she had licked and scooped as much cum from her body as possible, there was still quite a bit left. “Now may I have some of your tissues?” she asked in an aggravated tone.
Steve shoved his box of tissues across his desk to her. We gathered her clothes and watched intently as she dabbed and wiped at her body, tossing each cum filled tissue into his trash can. The night cleaning crew were going to wonder what exploded in here.
Even after she had used the last tissue from the box she still hadn’t gotten it all. What spunk was left was beginning to harden and crust on her body. “Mr. Davis, will you be so kind as to run down to the break room and bring up a roll of paper towels so I may finish wiping your ejactulate off my body, please?”
Steve began to lift up from his seat but I grabbed his shoulder and pushed him back down into it. “No, I don’t think so,” I said.
“What do you mean?! You surely don’t expect me to spend the rest of the day with your…your…ejaculate on me, do you?”
I shrugged my shoulders. “That’s up to you. The bathroom’s right down the hall.”
“You…you…you surely don’t expect me to run down the hallway naked, do you?!”
“You can do whatever. Your clothing is right there,” I said pointing at the clump of clothes on the desk.
“I-I-I can’t put those on over…this!” She waved her hands over her naked, cum stained body.
I grabbed a wind breaker off the back of Steve’s chair. “May I?” He shrugged his shoulders. I tossed it across the desk to her. “There ya go. Take it or leave it.”
“Oh my God!” she screamed as she picked up the wind breaker and threw it on. “Animals!”
The sweater barely covered her ass. She opened his office door and peaked down the hallway. The coast was clear. We watched her ass jiggle as she sprinted down the hallway and quickly turned into the bathroom.
A short while later we saw her head peak out of the bathroom door. Coast was clear. She stepped into the hallway and sprinted towards us. This time we got to watch her tits bounce underneath the wind breaker. Nice.
Just as she burst through Steve’s door we saw one of the guys on my team round the corner into the hallway. I noticed a quizzical, confused look on his face as the door closed.
She removed the wind breaker and threw it across the desk. She rummaged through her clothes on the desk. She looked at the two of us. “My underwear, please,” she said holding out her hand.
“You mean these?” I pulled her torn thong out of my pocket and tossed them at her.
“And this?” Steve pulled her bra out of his desk drawer. Then he put it back into the drawer and closed it with a smile.
“You tore my underwear?!” she said, holding up the ruined piece of material. I shrugged and smiled. She growled. “May I have my brazier, please?”
Steve shook his head. “No, I don’t think so.”
“What do you mean you don’t think so?! What am I supposed to wear underneath my clothing?!”
“Nothing,” I said wickedly.
“Nothing?!”
Steve spoke up. “This is your punishment for trying to file a false harassment claim. You know, I could turn you in to corporate for that, right? You could lose your job. I mean, Mark’s got video evidence.”
Katherine was mortified. “You wouldn’t?!”
I nodded my head and smiled. “Oh, we would.”
She growled again. She grabbed her skirt and sweater and threw them on. Her nipples were trying to poke holes through the material of the sweater. “You’re…you’re…despicable. Both of you!”
She turned to walk away.
“Hang on for a sec, Katherine,” Steve said. She stopped in her tracks. “Another part of the disciplinary action I’ve decided to take is you can’t wear any underwear at all for, what, the next 30 days? You okay with that discipline, Mark?”
“What?!” She nearly came unglued.
I leered back at her. “With daily inspections.”
“Y-y-you can’t be serious?!”
I nodded my head. “And if you don’t comply, or one word of this gets out, my video finds its way onto the internet and your husband.”
“You…you…you wouldn’t?!”
I stared back at her practically drooling at the thought of tapping that ass five days a week for the next month. “What do you think?”
She thought about it. Her fists were clenched at her sides. Her face was bloody red. I thought she might pass out. “You…you…bastards!”
Steve leaned back in his chair. “Thanks for coming to me with your concerns, Katherine. You’re excused. Have a nice day.” His voice dripped with sarcasm.
“Bastards!” she said through clenched teeth then stomped out of his office. I had a hard on knowing she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
Steve and I looked at each other grinning ear to ear and high fived. This was going to be a good month.