CHAPTER 5: MRS. C VISITS

I heard the reception area buzzer but didn’t think anything of it. It wasn’t unusual for a delivery to be made to the room. The computer guys were tasked with discretely going into the room to receive the delivery and sign for it necessary. Then, my office phone rang.

“Abby,” came the excited voice of Miles. “There is a woman here insisting on going into the office.” He was trying to talk in a hushed voice, but I doubted his voice wasn’t being heard by whoever it was.

“Who is it, Miles?”

“She says Mr. Cornell’s Wife. What do I do?” he asked in a panic. Poor guy, he was convinced Mr. C and everyone else was in imminent danger once she saw how the office was run.

“Miles … Miles, calm down. Let her in and I will be right there.”

“Let her in?!”

“Miles!”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Finally. I stood and strode quickly to the door. I knew I was drawing attention, especially from the guys in the office. Nothing like the sight of natural, unencumbered E-cup breast bouncing and swaying in a fast walk to get attention.

As soon as she stepped through the door, she spotted me. Much to poor Miles shock, she put out her arms in greeting and I walk right into them for a hug.

“She knows,” Miles sputtered.

“Yes,” I laughed with Mrs. C, “she knows.” I indicated to the poor guy, “Ma’am, this distressed young man is Miles. Miles is one of the computer geniuses.” He shook her hand and it seemed to calm him down.

I then turned my attention fully to her. I ignored the curious looks from people in the office. “Why didn’t you say you were planning to come in to see us?”

“I didn’t plan on it. I was having lunch with a couple of the girls, was in the general area, and thought why not.” She looked around, obviously spotting several of my fellow naked co-workers, and smiled. “Is Joe available?”

I nodded. He was busy researching a potential client. The Board of Directors had reached out to him so he knew it was an upper management problem but he wanted to be more familiar with the business before returning the call. “He is, ma’am, but …”

She wrapped her arm around mine, “I know the rules, Abby. So … where is the dressing room?” I smiled but had to wonder if Mr. C was aware of what she was about to do.

I walked her down the line of lockers until we came to one of the few remaining empty ones. She put her purse down and turned her back to me, pulling her hair out of the way so I could lower the zipper on her dress. She wiggled the dress down, exposing her semi-sheer lace bra, then the matching panties. I took the dress from her and hung it in the locker. She was already unhooking her bra when a very familiar voice came from the doorway.

“Well, this is a welcome sight.”

She turned to her husband’s voice as she slipped the bra straps down her arms and handed it to me. I hung on the hook in the locker as she stepped into her husband’s embrace. They kissed, his hand roaming from her back to her pantie-covered butt.

“I hope you don’t mind, dear. I don’t want to disrupt work too much but I found myself in the general area and I was so curious about the office.”

“Of course, I don’t mind. If I had thought you would yield to the office rules so easily, I would have suggested it.” He cupped one of her breasts and kissed her with passion.

“Goodness,” she gasped when the kiss broke, “but if you keep that up you may need to do a lot more before I leave.”

“I’d Love it, Sam, but,” and he pointed beyond the glass wall, “I have a feeling there would be quite a few volunteers.”

She was down to panties, stockings, and heels and it seemed to fully hit her upon seeing the audience. She pushed down her panties and flipped them into the locker. She turned to me, “You weren’t kidding when you said the office was a full exposure experience.”

I laughed, hugged her arm, and led her out of the dressing area. Mr. C took over to introduce his naked Wife to the partners, their assistants, and Patti. He then let the partners introduce their people. It was certainly the most attention she’d experienced while naked in her life.

“I’m sorry for intruding on your day,” she offered finally as she was surrounded by the entire office. “I just had to see what this was like.”

Brad, one of the project people hired from the old 5th floor, seemed to speak for everyone, “No intrusion, ma’am. Your husband is someone we’ve always respected as a boss and man and is the primary reason we feel we’re in a safe environment. It seems you are an equally amazing person to accept all this and to … uhmmm …”

“And honor the rules,” Tamara added and everyone laughed.

Mrs. C was blushing. I didn’t know she was gonna do this but now that she was I understood she was supporting what her husband was doing. She grasped my hand and said, “Well, many of you probably already know the relationship Joe and I have with Abby. She’s introduced me to many exciting things, one being nudity. But, standing here with you, I can assure you that being naked in the house and a private yard is very different from standing before 20 people.”

There were understanding and accepting nods. It was Marie who added, “Yes, ma’am, there are seven of us who also feel that.”

With that, we went back to work and Mr. C took her into his office to talk. As much as I regularly see her naked, it was a strange sight to see her sitting naked in his office as they casually talked. I noticed they seemed to be talking about something and agreeing. It looked like she was presenting a new idea and he was liking it. Finally, they rose and again he called everyone together.

“I’ve just made a suggestion to Joe and he’s in agreement,” she began. “I want to have everyone to our home for a weekend afternoon/evening. I know this is already an intimate setting but some of you are still new to each other and what is happening here. We’ll have catered food and drink and the yard and pool will be available for playful fun. Do you have any interest?” I saw everyone nodding enthusiastically. “Oh, yes,” she added, “it will be extremely comfortable dress.” That brought laughs. She went on to say she would work with me to formalize a good day and times.

I glanced at Mr. C with a mischievous look on my face as I stroked her butt. He nodded. I came up behind her, my arms wrapped around her mid-section. I whispered in her ear, “I know you are aroused, ma’am. You cannot help it while standing here naked in front of all these people.” She admitted it with a nod. “I think you really want to fully experience what the office is like.”

She turned her head to look at me. She knew what I was suggesting. I raised one hand to cup and lift a breast while the other lowered to her crotch where a finger pressed between her thighs. She moaned as she looked past me to her husband. I didn’t bother turning but I was sure he nodded because she moaned louder, her legs parted, and she turned her attention to the people watching.

I said just loudly enough to carry to everyone, “How about we give her the full office experience?”

* * * *

There were nods from many of the guys, several stepping forward, but Mrs. C muttered, “Miles … where’s Miles.” Leave it to Mrs. C to pick out the shyest one of the bunch. Everyone parted to expose Miles at the back. He was short, no taller than Mrs. C, and not much heavier, either. But, there was a surprise about him.

She walked out of my grasp and everyone opened a path and watched with interest. It was as if we could see him gulp down a massive breath as the big boss’s naked Wife approached him. She stepped up to him and softly touched his shoulder. He was wearing nice slacks and a buttoned shirt but underneath she could see a black t-shirt.

Softly, she said, “I don’t mean to embarrass you, Miles, but except for my husband and the Partners, I don’t know any of the men and I liked the way you were worried about the rules and my husband. Since you are working here, though, I assume …”

A smile finally broke through his nervousness. “There is no place private, ma’am,” he said as he scanned around the office once more as if he might suddenly find something he had missed all along.

She took his hand, “I’m already naked in front of the entire office.”

“Oh … yeah … right … okay, so … the conference room, then?”

She smiled, seemed to select which conference room she was gonna, and pulled him along behind her. As she passed, I recognized that look. Her nipples were erect and her face reflected a very deliberate intention to be fucked. Normally, however, I would see that strictly at home for Mr. C and me to react to.

He caught up to her as they passed everyone and he held the glass door of the glass-enclosed room for her. She looked out and, although most were heading back to their desks or offices, she still felt completely exposed. She realized that even if nobody was really watching the presence of 19 people just beyond the glass was gonna feel like she was being watched. Exhibitionism. Yes, she had to admit, Abby was definitely right when she talked about the extra thrill of public exhibitionism and public Sex.

She stood with Miles in the conference still trying to have the exposure feel ordinary. Finally deciding it would take more than one time for this to feel ‘ordinary’, she brazenly stepped up to Miles, took his face in her hands, and kissed him. She smiled. Despite his nerves, at least he didn’t faint, but his response was tentative, reflecting the nerves of being with the boss’s naked Wife. She tried, again. This time she took him into her arms, the kiss being more intentional on her part, too. He sighed and seemed to relax or at least decide he was committed. He put his arms around her and cautiously stroked her bare back and soon allowed his hand to roam over her Ass. When she pressed into him, he responded by pulling her tight against his body and reflexively pressing his hips forward into her.

She moaned into his mouth as she pressed her groin into the obvious hardness of his cock. That was the icebreaker, both feeling the need and desire of the other. They gasped breath into each other’s mouths and she began fumbling to unbutton his shirt. She broke the kiss to remove his shirt and saw the t-shirt underneath that said HALO. She had no idea what that might be about but guessed it might be some computer game. Not thinking about the t-shirt too much, though, she yanked it from his slacks and pull it over his body and head. He had the body of a computer guy who probably spent more time on the computer in his Free time in one day than he probably spent on exercise of any type in a week.

She dropped to her knees in front of him, easing his shoes and socks off without even thinking how it might be done in the office. Just because the women were naked didn’t necessarily mean the men might do more than drop their pants. But she knew what she liked when having Sex and that was a naked man. She then undid his belt, lowered the zipper on his slacks, and pull them down his legs. With his slacks pooled at his feet, she grasped his boxers and began lowering them … and gasped.

“Oh, my god, Miles,” she exclaimed. She looked up at his face, then back to his nearly erect cock. How unfair that she should jump to conclusions, she admonished herself. Just because he was a short, skinny guy? “Miles …” she uttered after kissing the head of his cock, “… your cock …” then took the head between her lips, “… is beautiful.”

She engulfed his cock into her mouth as she finished pushing his shorts and slacks to his feet. He placed a hand on her head as he pulled his feet Free but she didn’t relinquish his cock from her mouth. Okay, she wondered, it wasn’t Joe’s but a 9″ cock on this man was a surprising bonus.

His cock was plenty hard but she took it deep into her mouth and down her throat because she could and knew it would surprise and excite him more. And she was right. He groaned loudly as he felt his cock slide down her throat, then she clenched her throat for good measure, just the way Abby had taught her.

She pulled her mouth from his cock and licked up his body to kiss him hotly. “I need you to fuck me, Miles,” she gasped. “I want your gorgeous cock inside me. Please… how do you want me?” His breathing was quickly becoming more and more ragged as she used the words to excite him. Asking to be fucked; using ‘please’; and her admiration for his cock, though it was VERY nice.

She half expected to be bent over the table, but he encouraged her onto the table, instead. She got into position with her Ass at the edge and propped herself up with her elbows. She wanted to watch him and she even wanted to glance out the wall.

He grasped her hips and pulled her closer to the edge before lifting her ankles and placing her legs over his shoulders. He slid a finger along her Pussy lips. “God, you’re wet. This isn’t new is it?”

“Fucking, no, but all the rest of this is very new. Abby is my teacher, Miles. She’s shown me nudity, threesomes, Anal, and girl-girl. But public Sex … public Sex is new. Public exhibitionism is new. And, you Miles, you’re new, too.” She smiled up at him but the smile was stained, strained by need and desire and open lust. “Fuck me now, Miles.”

He grasped his cock and positioned it at her wet hole and immediately sank half of it into her. She gasped at the penetration and moaned as it pressed quickly inside. He pulled part way out and thrust back in. After several times, their bodies made contact and both groaned out at the satisfaction of it.

“Oh … fuck … me!” It was more pleading. Now it was merely words, sounds, and expressions of pleasure. As she and Joe expanded their sexual experience with Abby, they learned how sounds and exclamations enhanced the excitement. So, she let it flow.

His hands grasped more firmly at her hips as his fucking became ever more powerful thrusts. He certainly wasn’t a strong man but he used what he had effectively and his cock rammed deep into her Pussy and his thickness, like Joe’s, filled her Pussy. She watched his cock pull and thrust, the shine of her juices visible on his cock with each pull. She felt her breast bounce on her chest with each thrust back in. When she glanced to the side, through the glass, she saw Bob Sullivan, Stan Peterson, and Pam Benson, the other Partners, walking past, probably to meet with her husband. They all looked in at them, all seeing her being fucked by one of the employees, and all giving her knowing smiles as they passed. It was additionally exciting to see Pam Benson walking casually alongside them, she was naked and they were dressed.

She was about to Orgasm and announced it to Miles. “I gonna… cum soon. Are you … close, too? I want … to feel … you cum inside … me, too.” He pulled almost all the way out and plunged forward with his most powerful thrust yet. She felt his cock pulse and jerk, she began to Orgasm, then felt his cum filling her.

After moments for them both to recover, she eased herself to sitting. His cock was still buried inside her and as she kissed him, she felt it shrink a bit, then move the other way. She kissed him hard before looking him in the eyes.

“It feels like you might be able to do it, again. Can you, Miles?

“Uhmmm … I …”

She eased him out of her cum-filled Pussy and quickly went to her knees and took his slick cock into her mouth. He had softened some but she knew what she had felt. Now, she was determined. And, she knew exactly what she would have him do next.

* * * *

This whole episode was blowing his mind. Had he been transported to another multi-verse where he was something much more than he really was? Looking down at the woman sucking his cock with greedy determination, he saw his body. No, he was definitely awkward Miles who was far more comfortable with his fingers on a computer keyboard than a woman’s body. Yes, he had somehow, beyond his dreams, found himself in this office. Only because his sexual obsession became manifest in a XXX-modified role-play game that hadn’t even seemed feasible; and only because Tamara had somehow identified him. Of course, he’d been fucked since joining the office but that was exactly how it had all the time felt: he’d been fucked. The other guys in the office sought out women and fucked them. Sure, it was all about consensual Sex but he hadn’t noticed anyone refuse an advance and everyone seemed sensitive to workload. Yes, he’d been fucked but just like right now, the women had approached him. Heaven forbid he might work up the courage to approach a woman, first.

Here he was, though. He watched this woman sucking his cock and it was like a vacuum. He had just cum and he was getting hard. Damn, she had walked through everyone seeking him. He wondered he’d die before it could happen. This was an honest-to-goodness real mature woman fantasy attached to his cock. Not only that, she was gorgeous and sexy. And … and damn, again … she was the big boss’s Wife. And he was okay with it.

They had just fucked and she wanted more. She said how much she liked his cock. He replayed how she orgasmed, how she called out, and how much she called for him to fuck her. And he had fucked. He fucked her hard. And he remembered the other women, even Abby who everyone wants to fuck, how they enjoyed him fucking. Maybe he should remember that …

But, as he was giving himself a confidence talk, she pulled her mouth off his cock and stood in front of him. He was rock hard. She might want to fuck, again, but he did too. This time he pulled her into a tight hug and deep, passionate kiss. She was gasping when he broke the kiss. She looked at him differently, a look of new appreciation maybe.

Her mouth began to open to say something, but instead, he blurted out, “I want to fuck you, again.”

She smiled, turned around, and leaned her upper body on the tabletop. She reached behind and spread her Ass cheeks. She looked over her shoulder at him. “I want you to fuck me in the Ass, Miles. Use the cum in my Pussy for lubrication. I want to experience you in all my holes, Miles. Please.”

Damn, he wondered, she really wants him to fuck her. This isn’t a sympathy fuck but maybe the others weren’t, either. Maybe the others had really enjoyed it, too.

He nudged her feet a little wider with his feet, then pressed his cock into her used Pussy, fucked her for several minutes, then pulled out abruptly. She moaned and groaned as if in protest of not having his cock. At least, that’s the way it sounded. Her hands were holding her Ass cheeks aside and her asshole was staring at him. Her asshole. He’d never, ever, had an asshole. And it was his mature fantasy in the flesh.

He pressed at the puckered hole and there was the expected resistance but she was encouraging him. He remembered her saying Abby had led her into Anal. He pressed harder and she moaned but she was also pushing back against him. He saw her hole start to open, little by little until almost suddenly the head of his cock just popped inside. She panted and cried out but there were only ‘yes’s’ coming from her so he pressed harder and several more inches sunk into her tight opening. He pulled back slightly and pressed harder, over and over, more of his 9 inches sliding into her. This was amazing, crazy, insane. No fuck had felt anything like this. Her Ass wasn’t just tight but constantly squeezed around his cock. Soon he was fully in her, his entire length, his hips smacked against her Ass with each new thrust and each thrust brought grunts, gasps, and moans from her.

He was close to Cumming, even after just climaxing in her Pussy. He didn’t know what to expect from her, though. Did women Orgasm during Anal? Somehow, he didn’t think so. He leaned forward and slipped a hand between her legs and began stroking her Pussy and clit.

“Oh god … yes … yes, Miles … I was already… about to cum. I was … hoping … you would, too.”