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The first thing you did when you arrived at work was check your messages, just to see if your boss had something in mind for you to do when you arrived. While the task wasn't quite expected, it didn't surprise you that she needed you to moderate a meeting with a girl from anothern company.
"Morning, Anna," you said, passing by the redhead at the secretary's desk.
"Good morning," she responded back, "just knock before you go in. I know my sister's expecting you, but she'd rather you not let yourself in like last time."
"You make it sound like that's my fault she has a habit of doing obscene things in her meetings…"
"Right, make sure you tell her that when you see her," Anna replied as she stuck her tongue out at you. That made you laugh, as you thought about how ridiculous it was to even consider talking back to the company head.
You did as Anna asked, knocking on the door to her sister's office. Beforehand, you could hear the bickering back and forth between your boss and whoever else was in there, waiting for one of them to acknowledge the rapping against the door.
"Come in!" you heard the boss yell. Upon entering the door, you gawked at your boss, the woman known as Elsa, a Forves cover regular, and the outfit she wore. In spite of her professionalism, she still showed off quite a lot of skin, the skirt going halfway up her thighs while her blouse had enough buttons undone to show off the cleavage and lacy bra underneath. Her platinum blonde hair hung down, well permed with a mousse that seemed to ice it over quite well enough.
The other woman had a silver tone to her compared to Elsa's platinum locks, a pure white stylde hairdo that held a long ponytail that curled at the end. Her dress was a sparkly silver as well, showing off so much leg that your boss would need to compete by comopletely removing her pantyhose off of herself.
"Oh, good, you're here," Elsa said, slamming papers into the desk to properly sort them out. "We've been waiting for you, finally. This is the representative from the Schnee Dust Company, Ms. Weiss Schnee."
"Charmed," said Weiss, reaching out to shake your hand. "Elsa had mentioned that she had a very lovely assistant, I just had no clue how lovely she meant." You watched as she crossed her legs, as though an instinct had suddenly crawled over her. She took a moment to bite her lip as she looked you over, her eyes soaking in the sight of you so easily.
"So what brings you over here, exactly?" you asked.
"Weiss and I went to the same business school together," Elsa explained, "her father was quite adamant about getting into a higher level of education if she wanted to continue the family business."
Scoffing, Weiss folded her arms, "My father wasn't exactly the kindest on the matter, but I still went of my own free will."
"If you insist," Elsa laughed, leaving her desk to stroll around.
"I did admittedly enjoy it over time, but I also won't lie that Elsa helped to make it a bit more worthwhile for me."
That perked up your attention. "Oh, really?"
You saw how Elsa blushed as she sat atop the front of her desk, toying away at the buttons on her blouse. "We may have experimented when things were getting to such a frustrating level that we had no choice but to help one another through it."
Curling her finger around her long ponytail, Weiss couldn't help but add, "It's a shame your sister never attended, I imagine things would have been much steamier."
"I heard that!" shouted a familiar voice through the two-way intercom. "If this is going where I think it is, then I'm just going to head off for my lunch now."
"Thanks, sis," Elsa chuckled, turning the device off. "I guess that allows us to have our little bit of fun."
Cocking her eyebrow up, Weiss hummed. "So when you invited me over for lunch and promised a meal…"
"You meant me?" you added.
"Exactly!" Elsa finally unbuttoned her blouse, showing off just enough of her cleavage that even the blue bra underneath showed off. Her gaze naturally went to you as she asked, "Come on, don't you want to get a little icy between us?"
"This is quite a sudden change," Weiss hummed. "Though I suppose I wouldn't mind getting a little heated, seeing such a tall drink right before us."
"You're telling me…" As you watched her try to undress, you found that Weiss's outfit was a little more complicated than imagined, as it was nothing like the business attire that your boss was already wearing. Even more surprising, she lacked any bra or panties underneath, already one-upping your boss.
"Well aren't you surprising," Elsa teased, unzipping her skirt from behind, "you always seemed much more conservative than that, Weiss."
"I've met a few friends who have taught me I should be ready for anything at any moment," Weiss replied. "It's a long story, you wouldn't be too interested in it."
After Elsa peeled her panties off her ass, both women were now eyeing you with their naked bodies, seeing the agaped jaw you had on. "Well? Aren't you going to undress, or do we have to do it for you?" asked Elsa, teasing her clit with her finger.
You shrugged, putting down whatever work you had in your hands on the floor, getting close to the pair of girls before you dropped your pants. As your shaft sprung to life, Elsa knelt on the floor while Weiss remained at her seat, both ready to have a taste of your meat. You had seen that look in your boss's eyes many times before, but to see it replicated on her friend was something else. You could tell now where she got it from.
As Weiss pecked at your tip to taste the precum oozing out, Elsa went right for your balls, thanks to kneeling on the ground as she licked at your ball sack. You stood there as she tried to stuff both nuts into her mouth, ready to suck them hard to get that musky aroma off of them. As you remained standing still, you understood your duties as the platinum blonde's assistant that you had nothing else to do but follow her orders.
"Mmm, you have a tasty assistant on your hands, Elsa," Weiss said as she licked her lips of your precum. She went on to push her lips further down your member, feeling the grind of her teeth going against your skin.
"I'm glad you think so," said Elsa as she brushed her hair over her shoulder, "he's excellent at his job, after all, I couldn't say no to someone who can work so hard." She winked at you before she popped your sack into her lips, pushing her tongue around as she looked to clean the musky scent off. The way it rolled against your skin was fantastic, going against your scrotum while threatening to push them back out of her lips. It seemed like she was gearing to build up her saliva, judging by the wetness pooling up against your balls. You just had to hope that she didn't choke on it by accident.
Weiss seemed to have the same idea as well, as you watched her saliva intentionally push through her lips and drip down her chin. So much piled up in her mouth that you could feel your rod swimming in it where she pushed back and forth. Her lips weren't completely tight on your meat, but she seemed to have that in mind to begin with.
The girls could have no doubt polished your knob for a good long while, but it was clear by their naked bodies that they had other things they wanted to do with your cock. When they pulled their lips from your genitals, they shared a quick kiss, as though they were swapping flavors in their mouths despite your dick having the same musk as your balls. You didn't mind it, as your cock indicated; you could have watched them make out for hours if you wanted.
Crawling onto Weiss's lap, Elsa looked back at you while presenting her ass, pushing it out for you to set your eyes on. The silver haired heiress helped spread her cheeks apart, giving you access to both holes on her lower body.
"Well? Are you going to take the chance while you have it?" Weiss asked, squeezing Elsa's rear. "You just know you want to ram that dick into such lovely holes."
"He's done it plenty before," Elsa responded to her friend, "though I can't imagine he's done so from this angle. Have you, now?"
You couldn't think of a time where they were seated like this, but you weren't going to deny the girls any attention that they were looking for. Guiding your cock against her crack, you rubbed the oozing tip down along the skin before reaching her vagina. The teasing against her folds caused her to suck on her lips, though you found that there was a little extra going on with your boss from the front.
The Schnee heiresshad taken to suckling on Elsa's tit, bringing her face close to the bosom. It seemed to you that she had a sort of envy for those mammaries, judging by the size of her own chest. It didn't seem like she was any bigger than a 'B' cup, though you thought she at least had a good ass to make up for it, even if she was nowhere near as curvy as your boss.
When your tip punctured the folds, you watched as Elsa tilted her head as she arched her back, almost looking up at you from an awkward upside down angle. You could see Weiss suck her nipples much more easily, noticing how she pulled away while her lips kept a hold on them to stretch the boob away from her torso. When she popped them off, your boss winced even as she smiled, the impact of her breast slapping her ribs echoing in the office. Even with all that pampering going on, she was able to give you a seductive expression that told you how badly she wanted you to plow her ass.
"Go ahead," Elsa purred, "show Weiss how you fuck me. Give her an idea of what she'll experience when it's her turn."
"Mmm, make sure I get that opportunity," Weiss said as she licked her lips, "I don't want to hear an empty promis from my best friend." She placed her face back against Elsa's breasts, squeezing them into her face as your hips rammed against your boss's behind. Her pussy was already leaking fluids, which you used to lubricate your shaft and ensure it slid inside ehr canal much more easily.
Elsa's spine shaped itself back to normal, looking down at Weiss as her platinum blonde hair whipped over her eyes. The reaming her hole took as a result of your shaft was intense, especially as her fluids splashed about from the pull back. Your crown spiked against her cervix, threatening to slip into her womb. It no doubt made her feel more intense, as you could tell by the higher pitch her heaving took on.
Reaching around to press her finger on your tip, Weiss made sure to tilt her head to get your attention. "Just make sure you don't cum yet," she said, "I want to have a taste of your cum just as badly as she's getting it."
"Ngh! Weiss! You always were the greedy one…" Elsa began to push her rear back against your waist, huffing loudly as she met your thrusts halfway. You watched as her blonde hair stuck to her back, the sweat growing on her skin while drenching every strand on her head. You were ready to get your rocks off and dump your load in your boss, but the intense stare from the Schnee darling reminded you to save it for later. Thus, you gave one hard thrust that caused your boss to gasp, her body quaking on top of Weiss just before the water works started.
Elsa gasped, eyes rolling back as her juices started dribbling down on top of Weiss's lap. The silver haired girl felt her crotch growing wet, the seat growing drenched thanks to her friend's fluids spraying hard. Her seat became wet as a result, with most of it ending up in a puddle on the floor. Your boss was ready to clench her canal down on your shaft, as if she were going to keep you locked in until you came. It was thankful that your cock was so wet from her orgasm that it could slip out easily, keeping your own climax safe and your body from Weiss's harm.
Finished with her gushing orgasm, Elsa collapsed on top of Weiss, her platinum flowing locks draping her friend as their lips accidentally touched. Neither of them cared that badly about it, as evidenced by how your boss held her friend close with her hands pulling her in. And naturally the heiress didn't try to pull her away.
"No, no no," Weiss said, helping Elsa off her lap, "I'm not going to let you stay on top of me the whole time I'm here." The silver haired heiress then helped lay her friend out on top of her desk, where she leaned over to stick her ass out. With one knee on top of the desk, she showed the clear fluids dangling off her folds, rubbing it in to help lubricate her.
"Now then," purred the Schnee darling, "why don't you unload your stock options in me next?"
"Uh, I don't have stock options in the company…" you admitted, making the wordplay awkward to some degree.
Groaning, Weiss rolled her eyes at your reply, using her fingers to splay her folds apart and show off her entrance. "Just stuff it in me already…"
You did as Weiss asked, pushing your crown into her well lubricated hole and sliding your way up her canal. As your girth stretched her out, the heiress exhaled loudly, pressing her face against Elsa's collarbone. "Oh, fuck, I see why she keeps you around so much. You're so thick, stretching my pussy out like no one else."
With the little bit of strength she had left, Elsa was able to lift her head as she wrapped her arms around Weiss, observing her while she took the reamings from your hips pummeling her pillowy rear. You loved the sight of her cheeks rippling with every thrust, jiggling when you pulled away at the right time. Her juices began to seep out of her canal, with your thumb pushing its way against her asshole, threatening to push its way inside. Her body shivered, almost convulsing at the threat of your entry in her anal cavity, giving more action than she could have anticipated.
"Oh, it's going to go in, isn't it?" Elsa asked, sucking her lower lip for a brief moment. "I know it's not quite your thing, Weiss, but I know he'll be gentle with-"
"Hnnnnnmmmmmgph!" Weiss's back arched as your thumb pressed into her asshole, twisting around her tunnel to start. She whimpered through pursed lips, only letting go when you stopped moving it around for a few brief seconds. Your boss couldn't help but lean into her friend's face, biting on the heiress's lower lip and gently pressing her teeth into the skin. As you caught sight of the seductive kiss, it made your veins pump harder, with the tip of your shaft beating like wild. You were more than excited to leave your load within her, a fresh hole to dump it in while your boss watched you do so.
It only took a few more thrusts into Weiss before you finally came over the edge, hearing the heiress's voice rise in pitch while do so. She leaned into Elsa, locking their lips together in an attempt to muffle herself from the orgasm she was about to unleash.
"MMMMMMMPH!" Weiss tensed up as you unloaded your jizz inside her canal, hosing the walls with your cream. As she quaked atop Elsa, holding her shoulders tightly while her lubricants erupted from the hole. Soon enough, just as her juices dribbled out, your cum oozed out of her folds, landing down on the office ground with the sex your boss had already left behind.
After pulling out, you watched as Weiss let her leg off the desk, relaxing herself as she fell into Elsa's crotch. While your boss petted away at her silver hair, you took a seat on the chair, exhausted while your cock deflated.
"Hmmm, not a bad fuck after all," Weiss chuckled with exhaustion. "You definitely have a good staff on hand, Elsa."
"Thank you," your boss laughed, "and the assistant it's attached to isn't so bad, either, wouldn't you agree?"
"Like I haven't heard that one before," you sighed. Your head rested on the back of the chair, watching as Weiss crawled onto the desk while Elsa laid back. You took the time to watch as your boss ate from her friend's folds, using her tongue to clean it of your creamy nectar. As Weiss hummed from the lashings of her tongue, you tried your best not to get too invested, as you had other things that needed to be done around the office. Thus, you shot out of your seat and grabbed your clothes, ready to change into them before heading out.
"What's the matter?" Elsa asked, licking your cum off her lips. "You don't want to stick around for the rest of lunch?"
"Why, did you order something special?" you asked.
Weiss laughed, splaying Elsa's folds out to show you how grooling it became after she began feasting on the heiress. "Her pussy, naturally."
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"Here, Anna, I've got the papers readyfor the meeting with -...what are you watching?"
You found Anna behind her desk, observing her computer screen with unusual intensity. She curled her finger around one of her twintails as she kept her eyes glued to it until you asked your question.
"Oh, this? It's just the Italian Senate meeting being streamed online," Anna replied.
"Of all the things to watch on your downtime, why this?" You pulled up a second seat next to the redhead, curious what she would find so fascinating. "I never took you to be so invested in politics."
"Sometimes we need to," Anna sighed, "Elsa's company has some businesses being done across the pond, all over Europe and Asia. There's the Snow White Artificial Snow Company, the Belle Book Publishing Company, Jasmine Tea Incorporated, Cinderella Glass…and it goes on."
You nodded your head as she listed off the names. "So what's out in Italy that tickles your fancy?"
"Oh, there's this great amusement park called Pleasure Island! Adults only, of course." There was a little bit of dorky glee in Anna's words, biting her lip as her cheeks turned red. "One of the items being discussed is whether or not the property can start work on it as long as all the right things are in place."
"Do you really think they'll be able to let it go through?"
"We're hoping," Anna said, crossing her fingers as her legs curled under her chair. "You wouldn't imagine the income we'd get if it passes."
"I guess there's nothing that could get in the way of things other than the old, crotchety politicians that get in the way of fun."
Anna scoffed. "Oh, please! The Italians know how to have more fun than - OH MY GOD!"
The sudden shriek from the redhead caught you off guard, clapping your hands over your ears. Her chair rolled back quite a bit as she backed away from her screen, and you weren't too far off from seeing it yourself: Half of the screen was overtaken by a busty brunette laid out on top of a bed, her breasts squished down by the weight of her body while her ass stuck out. She moaned quietly while a well toned male plowed her from behind, holding her rear with his hands to keep her in place. The other half of the screen appeared to be taken up by the actual members of the Italian Senate, who either seemed ignorant of the scene or tried their best not to give it any attention.
You couldn't stop staring at the hot, big breasted brunette as she was given attention, as there was something about her that rang familiar in your mind. You've definitely seen her before, but where from wasn't hitting you right away. But as she continued to moan, her voice was starting to get in your ears, the sight of the rhythmic rippling against her ass finally recalling where you've seen it all before.
"That's the IRS lady!" you shouted out loud.
The several seconds of silence you both experienced left Anna with her hands over her mouth, lowering them afterwards. "Hey, yeah, that's her all right! What's she doing on screen?!"
"Forget what, why is she doing this in the middle of the Italian Senate meeting?!"
The clip of the woman came to a stop, retracted from view of the stream as it switched to a Discord window scrolling up and down. Those few seconds of excitement shot through you like adrenaline, filling you with a sense of stimulation that you could only get through ogling the female employees around the office. And you clearly weren't the only person who was intrigued by what they saw.
Your eyes couldn't help but look over at Anna as she rubbed her legs together, muffling her own purrs of pleasure. Her body language fought against the calmness, as her eyes shut when her hands rested on her lap. The continuous squeezing of her legs couldn't be ignored, especially as her stockings made that sound the more they played around.
"Do you need some help there?" you asked her.
"Maybe," she said, looking down at your crotch, "but I don't think I'm the only one…" You watched her hand rub down against your member, bulging against your khaki pants. The touch of her fingers through the fabrice still felt good, causing you to grab your seat as you tensed up. While this might not be the first time that you've gone anywhere with the redhead in the office, it was the best excuse you two could think of to do it.
"So, should we go to the janitor's closet?" you asked, watching Anna shake her head in response.
"No no, I think we're safe right here," she responded, "I don't care if anyone else sees us. It's not like we're blind to the stuff that goes on in this place."
With that, Anna knelt under her own desk, helping pull your cock out of your fly. She observed your member as it rose up, the veins pumping against her hand. Tugging on it caused you to groan, breathing through your nostrils as you spread your legs out to let her get closer to your member.
As the redhead bobbed her head back and forth, you watched her lipstick stain against your skin, with her saliva slowly trailing its way down to the base. You started to remove your pants slowly, so that her lipstick didn't also manage to stain your khakis. That caused your ass to leave the seat, prompting your rod to bulge its way into her throat. While that made Anna choke as a result, it felt better for your member than it did for her.
Once she was done coughing from the hard push into her throat, Anna kept using her mouth to tease at your shaft, all while she undid her blouse to show off her girls. The pink bra came off next, letting you see her breasts for yourself. The redhead looked up at you with seductive eyes while she squeezed her mounds together, letting her saliva pool from her mouth. As her face grew much more dirty from the saliva and sweat mussing up her makeup, you couldn't help but find her strangely more attractive than before.
With your rod finally at full mast, Anna crawled back out from under her desk, flipping her skirt up to show off her stockings as they showed off her pussy hidden underneath. Lucky for you,she could rip into them quite quickly, making a large hole for you to stick your cock inside.
You remained seated as Anna slowly lowered herself onto your lap, though she faced away from you as her ass rubbed against your shaft. Humming in delight as it massaged her crack, you watched her bounce on top of you as she rummaged through the Senate stream again. "What are you doing?"
"Finding that clip of the IRS lady, of course," she replied. "It was too hot to ignore…"
"I'll give you that." You grabbed hold of Anna's ass, backing her up to your member as you kept pleasing yourself to that hotdogging technique. As you did, you started to hear moaning come from her computer speakers, a sign that she found the small bit of footage where the IRS agent was being reamed from behind.
Now that she discovered it, Anna sat back against you, rocking her hips back and forth before positioning herself so that her pussy pushed against your crown. When it penetrated her folds, you groaned by how tight you found her canal, stretching it out as it burrowed deep inside. The redhead heaved for air as she continued to grind against your lap, letting your shaft make its way deep inside until it spiked her cervix.
"Oh, fuck!" Anna gasped, wrapping her arm around your head as you helped guide her hips against your cock. Her fluids started oozing from her labia, coating your dick in the lubricants to help make it easier against her canal walls. Even when the portion of the stream where the brunette was being plowed from behind, the redhead secretary scrolled back through it, as if trying to play it on a loop. The sounds and motions became ingrained in your head, playing over and over again as it kept playing itself out.
As Anna kept playing it back, you could almost watch it with your eyes closed, the sounds of the brunette's voice being the only cues you needed It seemed that you weren't the only one that paid it hard attention, as her moans of passion ended up matching with the video's in tone and pitch. It amused you, as if she were trying to take tips from how to sound passionate when bucking against your member.
"Whoa!" Anna soon felt you pull up from your seat, with her upperbody leaning over her desk. You grabbed hold of her twintails while pushing down on her back, keeping her in place as you reamed her from behind. The continuous pumps against her cunt drove her wild, though she was unable to play back the stream for the IRS woman's part in the Senate hearing. That made it a little harder to focus, though you admittedly liked the sound of the one woman's accent as she spoke…
"Harder! Do it harder!" shouted Anna, gripping the edge of her desk as she panted with every thrust. "I want you to fill me with cuuum!"
You rammed her more aggressively, squeezing both twintails with one hand as your balls swung hard into her clit. Her fluids were starting to force themselves hard as you pulled back, making the ages old rug drenched in fluids. As her pitch and voice raised higher, you could tell Anna was close to orgasm, especially when her canal squeezed itself in on your cock. That made your veins pump harder on your length, swelling up in preparation for release.
One more slam against her shapely ass, and you found yourself leaning over her as you prepared to shoot your load. The first blasts of seed blasted against her cervix, filling her tunnel with your spunk rather quickly. Anna buried her head against the desk asshe cried out in blissful agony, quivering as you pulled out from her muff. You tugged hard on your member to let more seed fly out across her back, letting her juices spritz hard on the carpet. You stepped back, afraid to get your business socks drenched in the sex she had to share.
It seemed Anna wasn't finished with you, as though she could tell you were holding back more of your jizz. As she spun around, squatting with an open mouth, you did your best to glaze her face with seed, though you only had a few streams left to give her. Some of it landed on her tongue, though you rubbed what little you could squeeze out across the bridge of her nose.
As she scooped it from her face to swallow down, you took a seat quickly before you collapsed completely. "Who knew politics could be so much fun?" you asked, brushing your hair off your sweaty forehead.
"Right? I only wish more Senate meetings around here could be as exciting." Anna said as she tried to find her bra.
You both jumped as you heard footsteps coming your way, gulping as they grew closer. While you were able to hike your pants up in time, Anna wasn't so lucky, her blouse barely on one arm before getting the other up its sleeve. Even as Samus walked in on your embarrassment, she didn't seem at all nerved by catching you two in the act. "So, what got you two riled up this time?" she asked with a smirk. "Was it that Italian Senate thing I just heard about?"
"Aheh, yeah," Anna said as she rubbed her head in embarrassment. "Word about that travels fast, huh?"
Samus nodded, "Yup, it's all over social media. Hard to ignore something as wild as that." After dropping off some papers to Anna's desk, she left just as quickly as she arrived.
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