How A Day Of Teasing Led To A Day-Long Threesome

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Sheila and I started dating after a year of working together. I was an executive in the company and she was a relatively new analyst so we had to keep our relationship secret. However, we both loved public play and the risk of it all. A lot of buildup at work led to a wild night of sex and a threesome the following day. This is how it all unfolded.Sales Meeting – Friday, 9:30amOur weekly sales meeting had just concluded. She stayed to speak with me after. “I have a few questions,” she said. I laughed to myself at the generic nature of her ‘request.’ I ran my finger over her collarbone and down her spine. I felt her shiver as my finger reached the top of her ass. I could feel her nervousness. Our all-glass conference rooms had just a two-foot opaque frosting wrapped around the four corners. And unlike outside of the office, inside of the office she knew we had to be absolutely discreet. She started to ask me a question. I interrupted her before she could finish. “No, you are going to keep them on.” I lowered the zipper on her pencil skirt. My finger continued in between the crack of her ass, over her asshole. I held my finger still in between the soft ridges of her cunt, stretched over her clit. “Delectable,” I told her as I held my finger at my nose. “You’re drenched and it’s barely 10am.”  I knew the thought of being caught in the office was overwhelming for her. It was for me as well. We worked at a large software-as-a-service company with a very conservative work culture. Grey suits, oxford dress shirts and pencil skirts were unofficial uniforms. Our office personas were necessarily the opposite of our personal personas.When she wasn’t working or with me, she was likely working out. Obsessed with her health, her figure was proof—5’4”, 105 pounds., long brown hair, piercing hazel eyes, retroussé C-cup breasts, tight sculpted core, and a perfectly plump ass—physically she had it all. Most of the people in our personal lives had seen it. Out of work, she liked to show off. The tight knots on her homemade crop-top white tee-shirts ended between her breasts. The fabric on her body-conscious dresses barely touched her thighs. The silky slips she wore to dinners and occasions were often sheer, always thin and very loose. If she leaned too far forward an areola would peek out. When you walked by her, you wouldn’t be blamed for gazing at the profile of her bare breasts. She loved showing off. And I loved showing her off.All Company Meeting – Friday at 12pmI had my assistant interoffice a small box and note to her. I knew the risk of using interoffice mail would drive her insane.Something to help you focus today. See you at Noon, the note read.She had to present at the all-hands company meeting. While bahis siteleri an important professional moment, this was also an opportunity to ignite her eroticism.You’re so bad, she texted me, followed by a selfie of her wearing her new anal plug.I texted her back, Good girl.We met at the coatroom after her presentation. She said she had to remind herself not to grind on her chair onstage. I told her she did well, though I did notice some fidgeting. She smiled. I left after two of our co-workers walked into the coatroom.Elevator Lobby – Friday at 6pmWe left the office early. She had a party to host that evening. We met at the elevator banks at 6pm. Moments before the elevator door closed, I tapped her cunt. Timed as I had, I knew no one would see. But, she didn’t know that and she certainly didn’t expect it. Her shame and disgust were washed over by excitement. Her cheeks reddened, her body trembled. Her eyes slowly closed before opening back again. Now teary-eyed, she stared back.I instructed her, “Take off your thong. Ball it up. Place it back in your pussy.”She didn’t break eye contact with me as she followed my instructions. Her black heels gently rose over the thin fabric of her thong. She placed her panties all the way up her pussy just before the elevator door reopened.Black Car Service – Friday after 6pmAs we walked to the black sedan I noticed a single stream of wetness slowly dripping down her thigh. Once inside, I slowly tightened my grasp of her hand as I leaned over and asked her, “What type of girl gets so soaking wet that she is dripping down her thigh even while her panties are stuffed in her cunt?”She stared back at me. I was struck by how warm her thigh was as my middle finger strode over the top of her inner thigh and across the interior ridges of her groin. I felt her clit vibrate when my middle finger met it.I pressed slowly before pulling away and whispered in her ear, “The least you can do is clean up after yourself.” I fed her cunt juices back to her. She sucked dotingly, never breaking her gaze as we pulled off.The yellow and purple hues of sunset filled up the car as we turned down Second Avenue. I felt her hand tighten over mine as we approached the front door of her apartment building. “I’ve got it,” I told the driver before releasing her grasp.I could feel my bulge shake as I approached her car door and even grew a bit anxious when I saw its reflection in the car window. When I opened her door, she stared directly at my crotch and slowly raised her eyes to meet mine. She grasped my hand as she exited the black car.      We stopped to get her mail. The elevator was out of service and we had to walk up six flights of stairs. She closed her mailbox and held her keys canlı bahis siteleri and mail with one hand.She looked directly into my eyes and stretched her index finger across a protruding vein extending down my penis. She followed it through my entire length. The thin fabric of my blue slacks was no match for the physical heat of our mutual lusts. I squeezed inside so my bulge would pulsate, my way of saying hello. She smirked as she squeezed my crotch slowly. She loosened her grip and tightened over and over again. I could feel my balls squeeze outside of her fingers.  She leaned forward and finally removed her grasp. Even while pushing her body off of mine, I could feel the electricity of her suppleness. She ran up the stairs ahead of me to show me the result of all the day’s teasing.“You didn’t answer my question,” I whispered to her. I bit and nibbled on her earlobe while I leaned my warm bulge against her skirt’s thin fabric. “I asked you what type of girl leaks cunt juices down her leg?” I released my grasp of her ass and moved my forearm between her legs.She stopped trying to turn the key as my forearm slipped back and forth across her cunt. Her soaking wet lips glided across the veins of my forearm, tickling ridges that had gone previously unnoticed. I grazed her belly as I slid my forearm out. I groped her ass as her eyes reopened. She regained her awareness and opened the apartment door.Sheila’s Apartment – Friday Early EveningHer apartment building was unique. The eight-story building, zoned for commercial real-estate, held eight lofts. Her 1,800-square-foot loft held three bedrooms, one bathroom and a very large living room. This is why she and her roommates tended to hold gatherings there. The ceiling was remarkably tall at fourteen feet and the living room boasted floor-to-ceiling windows facing arguably the busiest street in Manhattan. Her bedroom was immediately behind the living room, so close that it looked like it could have just been an extension of the living room. Her roommates’ bedrooms were both on the other side of the loft with an adjoining bathroom.“Ariela? Johanna?” she shouted as she opened the door. She expected her roommates would be home since they were in charge of setting up for the party that was just an hour away from starting.As she placed her keys on the dining room table, she received a text. She turned to me and said that they would be home in thirty minutes while she rubbed her thigh over my bulge.I reached behind her and rotated her plug. As we kissed, I opened my hand and cupped her ass and cunt at the same time. I placed two fingers inside her pussy and pulled her thong out. I turned her around and placed the thong in her mouth while I slowly canlı bahis milked her pussy with my fingers. I could feel her wetness on the palm of my hand, dripping down my wrist and forearm. I pulled her breast out and teased her nipple, licking around her areola, sucking her nipple, then sucking her areola until her entire breast was in my mouth. As I sucked her breast, I finger fucked her deeper. I could feel her body tremble and knew she was close to cumming. She used her hands to hold her body weight up on the table while she panted.Just as she was about to cum I pulled my fingers out and spanked her cunt. “No, not yet.” I continued, “You have such a greedy little cunt.”She nodded knowingly. I placed my fingers back in and pumped them faster. “Fuck, I need it,” she pleaded. “Please,” she begged as she turned to face me and unbuckled my pants. I lifted her up and laid her on the table. I held her down while I tapped her pussy with my heavy cock. “Please,” she begged.I took the head of my dick and parted her pussy lips. She was absolutely soaking. I moved my head clockwise slowly while I squeezed her nipples. I circled her cunt faster, never pushing further than the head of my cock. I could hear the air bubbles from her cunt juices pop as she gasped. I changed direction, moving the head up and down, then left and right, and up and down over and over again until I finally pulled away. She squirted all over the table onto the floor.When I lifted my head up, her roommate Johanna was standing there staring. Sheila turned her head around to see her roommate. The silence seemed to last forever until Johanna broke it. “Wow,” she said as she walked back into her room and closed the door.I went back into Sheila’s room while she went to Johanna’s to smooth things over.  Sheila came back while I was changing out of my suit.“She’s fine,” she said.I told her that I was sorry, that I didn’t think anyone was home. Sheila hadn’t expected Johanna to be home either, but said she thought she “enjoyed the show.”Sheila changed into a very short, very thin silk dress. As usual, she didn’t wear a bra or panties. As she turned to leave the room, I asked her where she was going. She called me silly and said she was going to set up for the party.We heard the apartment door open. Her other roommate was finally home. I grabbed her arm and told her that it sounds like Johanna “has help now.” I pulled her back toward me. “I’m not done with you yet,” I told her while turning her around and pushing her against her dresser. I wrapped my hand around her throat while I slowly pulled her plug out and back in again.She gasped and let out a few “fucks” while I fucked her ass. She noticed the curtains were drawn and onlookers could easily see. She looked back at me and whispered that her roommates were going to hear.“What is the answer to my question?” I whispered in her ear while moving her plug in and out of her ass.She muttered something inaudibly.

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