My husband and I have entered into an open relationship, and recently he talked me into getting my nipples pierced after one of my dates had told me to. So I’ve been trying to take things a little easy on my poor little nipples, and I’ve been having to get my dates to be gentle with me.

I was sitting at my desk at work, clattering away on my keyboard when I heard a familiar voice say “hallo sexy.”

I looked up over the divider, and it was Philip, one of my dates, smiling down at me. He used to work in this building, which is where we’d originally met, but he’d been promoted and left. We still saw each other from time to time, but it was always away from work.

“Hi,” I said. “What are you doing here?”

“They needed somebody to cover, so here I am.”

“How long are you here for?”

“Just today.”

“Boo,” I said.

“Here’s your mail,” he said, handing me an envelope.

I reached out and took it, and his fingers brushed mine, slowly. Our eyes met, for a long second, and then he was going over to my nosy bitch coworker Emily to drop her mail off.

I was distracted, thinking about the last time I’d had Sex with Philip at work, and about an hour later my phone beeped. Making sure nobody was standing where they could read it, I checked the message.

I’m back in the mail room

It was from Philip. I felt my heart rate speed up a little, and my Pussy tingle. I think I’ve missed fucking about with Philip at work.

“I just have to run downstairs for a few minutes,” I told Emily, hoping she wouldn’t think too much about it, grabbed my phone then headed to the stairs.

When I got to the mailroom, I tapped on the door and went to open it. It was locked, which isn’t that odd – they’re often out and about, and I guess they are dealing with a lot of possibly valuable stuff.

There was a buzzing noise, and I pushed on the door again. This time it opened, and I went in. There was Philip at his desk, and when he saw it was just me, he stood up and came around to greet me.

He was wearing a shirt and tie, and socks. Nothing else. I giggled, as he looked a little ridiculous, but I grabbed his cock as I kissed him.

His arms went around me, and we kissed for a while, until I managed to break away.

“I’ve got something to show you,” I said, and put my phone on his desk as I started unbuttoning my blouse.

He sat back down at his desk, looking at my tits expectantly. Of course, I hadn’t told him that I’ve had my nipples pierced, so he was just expecting to see my tits.

When my blouse was undone to my waist, I noticed Philip looked a little disappointed in my dull padded bra. I’ve been wearing them so people don’t see that I’ve got the piercings.

I reached behind and unclipped my bra, so I could pull it up and over my tits.

Philip gasped a little when he saw the little bars through my nipples.

“Oh my god,” he said, “they look wild. Do they hurt?”

“There’s a slight dull ache,” I said, “but most of the time they’re fine.”

“Did it hurt?”

“A bit.”

He reached out and touched them, gently. Then he leaned in and kissed them, again, gently.

His hands came up to my shoulders and pushed my blouse off them. I untucked it from my skirt, undid the remaining button and took it off. I sort of folded it so it wouldn’t get creased, and put it on the back of his chair, then took my bra off and put it with my blouse.

His hands went to my tits, squeezing them as he played with my nipples and the little bars.

I was holding his cock again, and stroking along its length.

His right hand left my left tit, and I felt it slide down my side and around behind me. He cupped my bum, pulling me towards him so he could kiss me passionately again. I put my arm around his neck, and felt him undo the hook and zip on my skirt, letting it fall down my legs to the floor.

“Boo,” he said, looking down.

I was wearing pantyhose. And dull panties. He likes me in stockings. And no panties.

“I didn’t know you were going to be here,” I said, genuinely feeling a little sorry. “How can I ever make it up to you?”

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll think of something,” he said, grinning at me.

I’d thought of something. I squatted down in front of him, feeling slightly self conscious. I must have looked ridiculous in just panties and pantyhose. I doubt he cared though.

I licked my lips, then ran my cheek along the side of his cock a couple of times.

I replaced my cheek with my tongue, and then just licked the head, getting to taste pre-cum.

Just then, there was a click as the door unlocked itself. I looked at him with horror in my eyes, and he looked back just as shocked. I dived under his desk, thanking my stars there was a modesty panel that went down to the floor. Philip sat down, and slid slightly under the desk so whoever was coming in wouldn’t see he was naked from the waist down.

He was just in time, as I heard a clattering noise before Philip said “hey Ben.”

Ben’s one of the older FedEx couriers who does pick ups and drop-offs at our office. I’ve chatted with him once or twice on my way in first thing in the morning. He’s a nice enough guy, but I don’t think I want him seeing me topless and sucking Philip’s cock if I can avoid it.

I sat there, hunched over, under Philip’s desk, almost naked, and listened to them making small talk. Ben hadn’t expected to see Philip, so they obviously had some catching up to do.

Philip was talking about the office he usually works at when he handed me my blouse and bra, which he’d probably slipped off his chair without Ben seeing. I took them from him and put them to one side, then gently reached out and retrieved my skirt.

“What are you working on?” I heard Ben say, and Philip started to slide his chair towards me slowly.

I put my hands on his knees and moved them apart so he could slide the chair further under the desk with me between his legs. I didn’t dare look out as they talked about shipping times and tracking and other mail room based stuff.

As they chatted, I decided to have some fun at Philip’s expense. I’d been sort of sideways on, so I turned to be facing Philip, and leaned towards him. I knew Ben wouldn’t be able to see me, as Philip’s rib cage looked to be pressed against the desk pretty hard. My tits were against his inner thighs, and I turned my head on its side so I could get it on one thigh, while I took hold of his cock. It had wilted, so when I picked it up, it jumped in my hand.

I heard Philip take in a sharp breath as I put the tip in my mouth.

“You OK?” I heard Ben ask.

“Mmm hmmm,” I heard Philip mumble.

I was licking the head, which was pretty much all I could get to, while stroking the shaft with my hand.

“Ben,” Philip said, “you can keep a secret, can’t you?”

I froze. What was about to happen?

“Sure can,” Ben said.

Philip’s cock popped out of my mouth as he slid his chair backwards. My heart sank.

“What the fuck?” I heard Ben say, loudly.

“Wait,” said Philip, “this isn’t the secret.”

He peered under the edge of the desk at me.

I shook my head at him.

Ben peered under the edge of the desk at me, and I tried to hide my face. I didn’t have much to hide it with.

“Jesus,” Philip said. “Is that Sue?”

“Come on out, sexy,” Philip said, “don’t be shy.”

Well, I figured he’d already seen who it was, and could probably tell from Philip’s lack of pants what I’d been doing. Trying to cover my tits, and my embarrassment, I crawled out from under the desk. Also trying not to ladder my pantyhose.

I stood up, covering my tits with my hands and looking down at the floor.

“Hi Ben.”

I could feel I was blushing profusely.

“Let him see,” Philip said.

I let go of my tits, and put my hands by my sides.

“Wow,” said Ben.

I looked at him, and he was staring at my tits. I felt silly, standing there in just my pantyhose, dull panties and shoes.

“Were you sucking him off?”

I nodded.

“Why?”

“I like it,” I said. “And I’m pretty sure he likes it.”

“Maybe if you’re lucky, she’ll suck you off too,” Philip said.

I wasn’t sure how I felt about that any more. Ben was being nice.

“I don’t think my Wife would like that,” he said.

“Your Wife won’t know,” said Philip.

“No,” said Ben, “but I would.”

I thought that was sweet, and I smiled at him.

“Aren’t you married?” Ben asked, looking me in the eyes.

“I am.”

“What would your husband say if he knew you were carrying on with this boy?”

“He already knows,” I said, “he’s into it.”

“That’s… odd.”

“It works for us,” I said. Maybe a little defiantly.

“Do you want to watch?” Philip asked him.

“Well,” said Ben, with a slight smile, “I guess that would be like being at a strip club, and Debbie knows I’ve done that with the guys.”

“Or you could take pictures with her phone?”

“Well,” said Ben, grinning, “I guess that would be like watching Porn, and we do that together.”

“My husband likes to look at pictures of me,” I said. “Well, when he can’t watch me in the flesh, that is.”

Philip handed Ben my phone.

“Just a sec,” I said, taking it from him.

I pulled them to stand either side of me, and took a selfie of us. I was topless, and they were both wearing shirts. I didn’t get our bottom halves in the picture.

Philip took my phone, and took another selfie. His arms are longer, and he made sure to get my lack of a skirt and his lack of pants in this picture.

He gave the phone to Ben, and moved his chair away and leaned his bum against the desk.

I looked down and saw his cock was still hard, so all this was turning him on. The thought of pretty much performing for Ben was turning me on a little, too. I did a big thing about licking my lips as I knelt down in front of Philip and took his cock in my hand.

I held his cock in front of my face and stroked my hand up and down it. I stuck my tongue out and licked the pre-cum off the tip, then rubbed it around my face. I sucked the head into my mouth, and held it there for a few seconds, letting Ben take several pictures with my phone, and then I put my hands on his bum and pulled my face towards his body, not stopping until I had my nose against his stomach.

“Jesus Christ,” I heard Ben mutter.

As I slid back, Philip’s hand came down and held my hair away from the side of my face, so Ben could get some nice shots of me as I went back to deepthroating him.

I reached for Philip’s other hand, and put it on the back of my head, like he was holding me there, and slowly slid back again.

This time I played with my tits as I slid forward, looking up into Philip’s eyes. He held my head against him, so I held his cock in my throat, and swallowed a couple of times. I know he loves this, and, as I’d expected, he closed his eyes, tilted his head back and blasted him cum straight into my stomach, moaning slightly.

Philip let go of my head, and I slowly slid back until just the head of his cock was in my mouth. I sucked it gently for a few seconds to make sure it was completely drained, then let go.

He looked back and collected his boxers, and I stood up.

“You’re one sexy woman,” Ben said.

“Thanks,” I said, “Debbie’s lucky to have you.”

“What do you get out of it?”

“I just like sucking cock,” I said, feeling myself blush a little.

I bent down and looked under the edge of the desk for my clothes, and as I did, I felt Philip’s hands on my bum.

I put my hands out to steady myself, as his hands slid down towards my Pussy. I was pretty turned on, but I wasn’t sure I wanted Ben to see my Pussy. Yet. The idea was a little exciting though.

I grabbed my clothes and stood up again, turning around.

“I’d better get back to work,” I said.

I hooked my bra on in front of me, then turned it around and hooked my arms through the straps, being careful to hold the cups clear of my nipples as I pulled it up.

Ben and Philip watched me as I put my blouse on, and did up the buttons, then stepped into my skirt. I pulled that up and tucked my blouse in before doing it up. I smoothed my hands down my front.

“How do I look?”

“Normal,” said Philip with a smile.

“Gotta go,” I said, grabbing my phone. “Next time you’re going to be here, Philip, let me know beforehand, and maybe I’ll dress a little sexier.”

Philip smiled, and slapped Ben on the back.

“Maybe we can bring Ben in again, too.”

I opened the door and headed back upstairs to my desk. Emily gave me a look as I walked around my desk and sat down, and I pretended to not see it.