“It’s Kim on the phone for you, sir.”
“Thanks. Kim? Listen, I’m sorr-“
“Take you cock out of you pants!”
“You heard me, Carl. Take your cock out of your pants.”
Carl looked up at the open door to his office and lowered his voice. “Kim, listen, I’m sorry about leaving you high and dry this morning, but I really can’t do that right now!”
“YOU listen, Carl.” Kim’s voice was low and throaty, sounding almost like the purr of a cat. “I’m sitting in the boardroom at work, stark naked. I have my legs hooked over the arms of the chair, and two fingers sliding into my hot, wet pussy. Mmmm, make that three fingers. Ahh! I’ve been playing with myself for the past twenty minutes; I’m going to come soon and I want you to come with me. So take your fucking cock out of your pants right now, or I swear I’m going to call someone who will!”
Carl looked at the door to his office again – he could hear the usual workplace sounds, telephones ringing, people talking, and faintly the sound of his assistant Janet typing something on her keyboard. Reaching down, he started slowly lowering his zipper. Almost whispering now, he said, “OK, I’m doing it.”
“Hmm, that’s good baby. Just do what I tell you and everything will be fine. Have you got it out yet?”
“Almost… there, OK. Now what?”
“Is your cock hard?” Kim’s sexy voice caused Carl’s cock to pulse in his hand.
“Well let’s see what I can do to help. I’m going to tell you a little story, and there are only two rules you have to follow. Number one, you have to keep playing with your cock. And two, you can’t come until I tell you. Are you up for that, sweetie?”
“Oh yeah,” Carl whispered.
“OK, then. To start, you didn’t leave me ‘high and dry’ with you phone call this morning. You left me hot and wet, and hornier that I’ve ever been before.”
“Yeah, I said I was sorry about – “
“Don’t apologize baby, it turned out better than you could have expected. Now tell me, did you jerk off in the shower like you said you were going to?”
“Yeah, I did.”
“And did you come really hard? Did you hit the ceiling?” Kim’s voice had a playful tone, and Carl knew she was picturing him jacking off.
“No, but I did give the wall a new paint job.”
Kim’s giggle tickled Carl’s left ear. “That’s quite a picture, baby. Well, I have to confess, I didn’t go to the ladies room like you wanted me to.”
“No? Then what did you do?”
“I asked Sharon to join me in the boardroom.”
“Oh my God.”
“So how’s that hard-on coming, honey? Thick and throbbing yet?”
Carl’s hand sped up on his cock as he pictured Kim and Sharon in the boardroom, kissing, their hands running over each other’s bodies, nipples being licked, pussies being fingered… “Now it is! Damn, you are one sexy lady. Are you making this up, or did this really happen?”
“It’s all true Carl. Just like it’s true that I’m sitting here naked, running my fingers in and out of my soaking wet pussy. Here, listen.” The next sound Carl heard was one he had heard before, fingers moving in and out of wet flesh. Hearing this, he could easily picture Kim’s open pussy, the liquid center coating her fingers, making them glisten under the fluorescent lights. He tried to stifle his groan of excitement.
Kim heard him, though. She laughed quietly and said, “Not so fast baby, let me get to the good part first. And remember, no coming until I give you permission. Right?”
“Well, Sharon and I went into the boardroom, and I made sure to lock the door behind us. She wasn’t sure what I wanted to talk with her about, but I was so fucking horny that I couldn’t stand it! I just blurted out the whole thing, I told her that it was you on the phone, not some customer, and that we had been having phone sex.”
“And what did she say?”
“Nothing, she just stared at me like I was crazy. And then I started telling her the things you had said to me. I could tell it started to get to her when she closed her eyes – that was the part where you were under my desk, licking your way up to my pussy.
“And then I told her how you made me ask her to stay, and added her to the fantasy. I even mentioned the sexy black dress she wore at the Christmas party.”
“And how did she take that?” Carl asked hopefully.
“She just said ‘Oh my God.’ And then she smiled and told me to keep going! So I did, and then I got to the end with Ankara escort the alarm going off and you having to leave, and my being all excited… And she said to me, ‘You poor thing!’ and then…”
“Yeah, and then?” Carl’s hand was moving steadily on his upright cock.
“She kissed me! She just stepped closer and put her arms around me, and kissed me. My God, Carl, it was the sweetest, softest kiss I ever had. And then she started running her hands up and down my back, telling me that she was going to help me out, and make me feel all better. Oh God!” Kim’s voice had been steady throughout, until it rose to a sharp gasp at the end of her speech.
“Babe? You OK?” Carl asked. The only sound at the other end of the line was a light panting for a few seconds. Then Kim spoke again.
“Whoo, almost came too soon there. I think I’ll slow things down a bit, maybe switch from, umm, sliding my wet fingers in and out of my pussy, ah! – to just lightly rubbing my clit for a while. How about you, honey, you almost ready to come?”
Carl looked down at his dick in his hand. Hard, thick, he was very turned on but nowhere near coming yet. “I’m good. Get back to your story.”
“All right. After that first kiss, things started to go a little – no, male that a lot faster. Sharon was kissing me harder, licking my lips and then sucking on my tongue. And her hands were all over me! I still don’t know how she managed it, but she got all my clothes off in, like, a minute and a half. And once she had me naked, she just stopped! Stopped kissing me, touching me, and she took a step back.
“For a few seconds she just stared at me. I can only imagine what I looked like – after almost coming with you, twice! And then making out with Sharon while she stripped me naked. I was so horny, my nipples hard, my pussy sopping wet, my clit tingling…”
Carl could imagine what Kim had looked like, too. Standing there in front of her friend, naked, panting, a wild woman. He gripped his cock harder, moaning quietly as a drop of pre-cum formed on the head of his cock.
Kim was moaning too as she continued her tale. “After running her eyes all over me, sharon stepped closer. She put her hands on my shoulders, pushing me back. My legs met the boardroom table, and Sharon kept pushing, until I lay back across it. Then, mmm, she grabbed my legs behind the knee and pulled them up until my feet were resting on the table as well. I tried keeping my legs together, but Sharon didn’t let me. She pushed them apart, as far as they would go, opening me up right in front of her. I could feel the air-conditioning on my wet pussy lips. And I could hear myself, making little whimpering sounds as she ran her hands up my legs, my thighs, moving closer and closer…”
Carl closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, his arm moving like a metronome as he started jacking his cock a little faster.
“She leaned down, almost kissing my lips. I could feel her breath on my clit, tickling me. It was almost too much, too good. My whimpering turned into words, I kept saying ‘Please’ over and over. I just needed to come so bad.
“And then she thrust out her tongue, and licked my pussy. One long, long lick that ran the length of my lips and ended at my clit. I think I started coming as soon as her tongue touched me, and then when she started sucking on my clit, nibbling at it, I just kept coming and coming.” Kim’s voice rose during her recitation, and her words came farther apart, broken up by little gasps as she spoke.
“Oh God, I’m close, I’m very close. But I can’t come yet, and you can’t either Carl! Do you hear me?”
“Because I haven’t finished the story yet. I only told you what she did to me, I haven’t started yet on what I did to her.”
“Oh God.” Carl slowed down his stroking, trying to last. For a moment all he could hear was Kim’s moaning and the wet sounds of his hand sliding up and down his hard-on. And then he heard a click.
Carl’s eyes snapped open, and his head turned toward the door. Standing there, leaning against the closed door, was his assistant Janet. She was staring at him, and he noticed the wireless headset covering her ears. Thinking quickly, Carl put two and two together.
“Listen, Kim,” he began. “The rest of the story, I assume it involves you and Sharon, ahh, continuing your activities, right?”
“Yes, of course. Why are you asking?”
“I’ll get to that in a second. Now these activities you indulged in, I assume they include you licking on Ankara escort bayan Sharon’s nipples, feeling them harden under your tongue.”
“And sliding your fingers into her pussy, having it clutch at your hand as it slips in and out… suckling on her clit, enjoying the moans of pleasure as she pulls you harder against herself.” Carl was speaking to Kim, but staring into Janet’s eyes. His words had the desired effect as he watched her hand slowly move up her torso and start plucking at the tips of her breasts.
“Mmm-hmm, that’s right Carl.” Kim was enjoying his description as well.
“Before you get back to your story, honey, I have a question for you. What would you say if I told you that my assistant Janet had come into my office, locked the door behind her, and was staring at me right now.”
“Well that depends. Is she cute?”
“Oh yeah. About five foot two, brunette, shoulder-length hair, tight little hardbody…” Carl made a circling motion with one finger (from his left hand) signaling Janet to turn around. “Perky tits, about a B-cup I’d say. And a killer ass, nice and tight.”
“Ooh, sexy. And what’s she doing in your office?” It was apparent that Kim thought Carl was improvising on her story, adding his own spin to it.
“My guess is she was listening in on our conversation, and it turned her on to the point where she wanted to join in.” Janet nodded, confirming Carl’s supposition. “So the question is, what do you want her to do?”
“Me?” Kim asked in confusion.
“Yes, you. You’re in charge here. According to your rules, I have to keep stroking my cock, and I can’t come until you tell me so. Now you need to tell Janet what she needs to do.”
“OK then. What’s she wearing?”
“A light green blouse and tan slacks. And heels.”
“Well that’s too many clothes. The first thing she needs to do is to get naked.”
“Just like that?”
“Oh no. She needs to strip for you. Slowly.”
“OK, then tell her what to do.”
“If you insist. She should pull her blouse out of her slacks, and slowly undo the buttons. One… by one… by one… by one.” Janet followed Kim’s instructions, undoing a button every time Kim said ‘one.’
“Should she take it off now?”
“Not yet. She needs to leave it open, though. Just enough that you can see what she has on underneath.”
“She’s wearing a see-through bra. I can see her nipples, they’re hard and light brown and look just like chocolate kisses.”
“I bet you’d like to get them between your lips, wouldn’t you?”
“Oh yeah. So what’s next?”
“Tell me, is Janet excited? Turned on?”
Carl looked at her with his eyebrows raised, and Janet nodded back at him enthusiastically. “I’d say so, definitely. That story of yours really got to her.”
“I think we need to make sure, though. I think she should unbutton her slacks and undo the zipper.” Janet obeyed the commands coming over the headset. “Then she should slip her hand underneath her panties, and slide a finger into her pussy. No, two fingers.”
Carl stared at Janet as she followed Kim’s instructions. “OK, now what?”
“Now she takes those two fingers out of her panties and shows you how wet they are.”
Janet held out her hand toward Carl, the middle two fingers glistening. As he watched, a drop of Janet’s juice fell onto the office carpeting.
“Oh God, she’s soaking wet.”
“Now tell her to clean off her fingers. I want her to suck then dry.”
“Oh yeah, she’s doing that, running her tongue over her fingers, picking up every drop.”
“Mmm.” Kim’s voice was muffled, and Carl knew that she was doing the same thing Janet was, tasting herself. “Does she still have slacks on?”
“Yeah, slacks, blouse, everything.”
“I want her to get rid of them – shoes, slacks, blouse.” Before Carl’s eyes, Janet quickly kicked off her shoes and stripped away her clothing. “Is she wearing underwear?”
“Yes, it’s see-through. And her panties are very wet.” Carl could make out the lips of Janet’s pussy. “It looks like she shaves, there’s just a bit of hair above her clit.”
“I want the underwear gone too. I want her standing naked in front of you.” Janet unclipped her bra and tossed it aside, then slid her panties down to the floor. Smiling mischievously, she tossed them at Carl, hitting him in the face.
“OK, she’s totally naked now.”
“Tell her to just stand there for now, with her legs spread. I want you to be able to see her hot little pussy, the Escort Ankara wetness sliding down her legs, nipples begging to be sucked and bitten.”
Carl groaned at the sight, Janet’s hot body completely exposed to him, her pussy begging for his hard cock. He had to slow his pumping down to a crawl in order to avoid coming.
“Can she see you? Can she see your hard cock?” Kim asked.
“No, I’m behind my desk.”
“Then tell her to come around. If you can see her, I want her to be able to see you.”
Janet walked around to the side of the desk, and let out a loud gasp when she got a clear look at Carl’s hand sliding up and down his hard cock. Immediately she covered her mouth with her hand and stared at Carl in horror.
Carl listened for Kim’s voice at the other end of the line. After a couple of seconds of silence, he quietly said, “Kim?”
There was another pause, then Kim’s voice. “It’s not a fantasy, is it? She’s right there, just like you described.”
“Yes, she standing in front of me, naked. And I have my dick in my hand, just like I described.”
“So what happens now?” Kim asked quietly.
“Now Janet and I do exactly what you tell us to do, just like before. If you tell us to put our clothes on and go back to work, that’s what we do. If you tell us to do something else, we will.”
“So you’re saying that both of you are still under my control.” Carl breathed a sigh of relief at the playful tone in Kim’s voice.
“Yes, exactly. So what is your command?”
“Janet? Are you still there?” Kim asked.
At Carl’s nod, Janet cleared her throat and answered. “Y-Yes. I’m here.”
“Good. I want you to take a very close look at Carl’s cock, and then describe it to me.” Kim’s voice was low and sultry again, and Carl knew she had gone back to playing with herself.
Janet slowly dropped to her knees in front of Carl’s chair, then leaned forward. “It’s big,” she said. “I don’t mean that it’s longer than most, it’s just very thick. And the head is purple and dark. It looks like it’s about to explode.”
“Mmm, that’s perfect,” Kim replied. “Carl, are you still stroking yourself?”
“I want you to stop now. Janet, I want you to put your hand on his cock.” Janet nodded to herself, and slowly reached forward. As her small hand wrapped around Carl’s hard-on, his breath caught in his throat.
“I’ve got my hand on his… on him. But my fingers don’t go all the way around.”
“That’s OK. Now Carl, are you about ready to come?”
Carl’s breathing had sped up, and he answered quickly, “Yes! I’m ready, I don’t know if I can hold off much longer!”
“Just a little bit more, sweetie. Now Janet, I need to know. Where do you want Carl to come?”
“His come, where do you want it? On your face, on your tits? Or in your mouth?”
“Oh yes, I want it in my mouth. I want to feel him coming down my throat.”
“Good girl. Now lean forward and very very lightly, circle your tongue around the head of his cock.”
As Janet licked at Carl’s cock like an ice-cream cone, he felt his explosion getting closer. :Kim…” he said in a warning tone.
“Just a few more seconds, babe. Janet, take his head into your mouth. Once you have your lips around it, start stroking Carl’s cock up and down, quickly.”
As Janet followed Kim’s instructions to the letter, Carl made a strangled sound and clutched at the top of his desk.
“Are you going to come now, baby?” Kim gasped.
“Yes! Yes, I’m coming now!” Carl yelled.
“Me too, baby. I’m coming too, come with me!” Kim’s voice joined Carl’s in shouts and gasps of pleasure, as Carl’s cock exploded into Janet’s mouth. Her right hand jerked at his shaft as her left was buried in her crotch. It took a few seconds, but as the last of Carl’s come shot between Janet’s lips, she shuddered in her own orgasm.
For a few minutes, there was no sound beyond the heated panting, as all three slowly caught their breath. Then Kim’s voice came over the phone again.
“Did Carl come in your mouth?”
“And did you swallow it all?”
“Good girl.” Janet smiled at the praise. Taking her left hand, she wiped at the drips of come that had escaped her mouth, and sucked the combined juices of Carl and herself off of her fingertips.
“Tell me, Janet, do you have any plans for dinner?” Kim asked.
“Well… no, not really.”
“Good. I think Carl should bring you home so we can meet in person. I’ll fix us a nice, home-cooked meal.”
Janet grinned impishly. “I don’t know, Miss Patterson. I’m pretty full already.”
“Well then,” Kim purred, “I have the perfect dessert in mind for us.”