1. Kiss My Ass (On New Year’s Eve)


    Date: 5/17/2016, Categories: Office Sex, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    “...no, starting once tomorrow’s hangover is over…” Laughter rang through the air. “What I wanted to say is, Caroline and Helen will be working together as a tag-team from one office. This will bring a lot of overlapping cases together, and I am sure that, as a team, they will be a force to be reckoned with. Let’s lift our glasses to our newest team!” An instant later, we were swarmed with well-wishers. I shook hands and accepted lofty kisses to the cheek, each time filled with terror that the smell of my debauchery might be discovered, and I generally just tried to sink into the ground. Then fireworks exploded in the sky, and the round of hugs and kisses started anew. Glasses were clanked and resolutions announced, then someone started dancing and we all swirled around the open space, office politics for once forgotten. An hour later, the partly slowly dwindled down. The hardcore bunch sat grouped around a table, telling dirty jokes and laughing quite rambunctiously. Helen had pulled me with her to smaller table at the other end and slightly in the shade. “You’ve been a good girl, Carrie,” she whispered, pulling me into her lap. “Helen!” I gasped at the forward display. “Not here!” She didn’t take a no for answer; instead, she tightly wrapped her arm around me. “Don’t think I don’t know what you need. Take off your panties!” I froze, but she just waited. I glanced across the terrace, but they were so caught up in their inebriated banter that they didn’t pay us any heed. ...
    With trembling fingers, I reached down and wiggled the red satin down my thighs and legs. My breath hitched when I handed them to her. She took them with a grin and, to my shock, laid them openly onto the table, the dark, wet splotch that gave away my arousal blatantly unmistakable. “Oh god, Helen!” I started to plead, embarrassment washing in waves over me, but she had only started. Her fingers travelled up my thighs and made me forget all about my protests. Delicious sparkles danced across my skin. She reached the tops and giggled in my ear. One hand bunched up my skirt around my waist, the other delved between my legs and once more stirred awake that burning need. Smooth fingertips parted my petals, and I moaned. “Please, Helen, someone will catch us!” I gasped. “Then hurry up,” she whispered, her hot breath brushing sensuously across that lovely spot between my shoulder and my neck, and I arched my back and moaned in shameful, desperate arousal. She crooked her finger, pushing it deep inside my needy, dripping pussy. “I’ll not stop before you’ve come.” The thought of being caught like this, half naked and being manhandled on Helen’s lap with need and pleasure plastered undeniably over my face lit raging fires of mortified desire in my depth. I squirmed in Helen’s tight embrace and rocked my hips against that teasing finger. She started fucking me with it, in and out, slowly picking up a pace. Her thumb playfully flicked my clit and pushed all air from me. “Please,” I ...
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