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Career Girl - 1
By Misty Paycheck (mistypaycheck@yahoo.com*)
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A hard working woman strives for a career, sacrificing
a family and settled life in the suburbs. But she does
take advantage of the opportunities along the way. (MF,
affair)
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Career Girl: A Typical Morning
My name is Laura. My life is pretty ordinary. I'm not
married yet. Like most girls my age, I hope to meet a
nice man and get married someday, but for now I'm very
dedicated to my career. I'm a moderately successful
analyst at a medium sized marketing firm. I've been
there for several years and have worked my way into a
position where my input is trusted and highly valued by
the company. To maintain this high level I often find
it necessary to work beyond a typical eight hour day.
This morning is no exception. I know that I have a
conference call that I'll have to dial into from my car
on the way in to work.
I get ready the same way that I do every morning. I
shower, shave my legs and put on one of the many smart
business suits that I usually wear. Today it's a grey
skirt cut just above the knee, a sheer white blouse and
a fitted jacket and conservative pumps. I tend to dress
pretty conservatively at the office.
My commute normally takes about a half hour in the
morning, a little more depending on traffic. About five
minutes into my commute I dial into the conference
bridge. The meeting is with a new client we just landed
and the topic is the cost of effort versus return on
investment for the strategies that the client is
targeting.
A few minutes into the call, as I'm briefing the
client, I come to an intersection. I just miss the
green light and stop to wait for it to change. This is
a frustratingly long light to have to sit through,
usually several minutes waiting for it to turn green.
As I'm giving my briefing, I notice a man walking
toward my car. Not a homeless person, a normal enough
looking guy.
He taps on my driver's side window and motions for me
to roll down my window. I continue to participate in
the call as I roll down the window. The man smiles and
very politely says "good Morning." He then slowly
reaches in the car, unbuttons my suit jacket and begins
fondling my breasts through my sheer blouse. I smile
back at him and continue with my briefing.
He then unbuttons my blouse, gently pulls down my bra
and squeezes my breasts. He pinches my nipples, which
makes my squeal softly. He raises his other hand to my
mouth and points two fingers. I flash a slight smile at
the stranger as I politely ask my client to excuse me
for a moment. I open my mouth and the stranger puts in
his fingers. I gently suck on them and roll my tongue
around them. Once they are good and wet he removes
them.
As soon as he does I get back to briefing my client.
The stranger moves his now moist fingers between my
knees. I sit up off of my skirt a little to allow him
to move it up my thighs to my hips. Once his fingers
are touching my panties, I sit back down. He rubs my
mound through my panties for a few seconds before
moving them to the side and slowly inserting first one,
then both fingers. He rhythmically moves his fingers in
and out of me while continuing to massage my breast. My
breathing becomes a little shallow when his thumb
brushes against my clit. All the while I continue to
explain to my client about the importance of data
pathing in an ROI tracking environment. When the
traffic light turns green I raise my hand, point to the
light and smile.
The stranger removes his fingers from my now very moist
pussy and offers them to my mouth. I again ask my
client to excuse me for a moment and quickly suck the
strangers fingers dry as the cars behind me grow
impatient. When he pulls his fingers out of my mouth, I
s
mile and whisper 'thanks.' He backs away from my car as
I drive on. I continue with my briefing as I drive on.
Since I'm using one hand to hold the cell phone and the
other hand on the steering wheel, I can't button my
blouse or fix my skirt.
I'm still on the conference call as I pull into the
office parking lot with my bra pulled down, my blouse
open and my skirt pulled up around my hips. I sit in
the car until the call is completed, during which time
several of my co-workers walk past. They smile and wave
as they see me talking on the cell phone. I notice one
of my co-workers, Mark, walking from his car to the
office. I know that I need to talk to him first thing
today. Luckily the conference call ends at that very
moment. I quickly grab my briefcase, get out of my car
and run after him. I catch up with him and tell him I
need a moment of his time. I ask him to please hold my
briefcase.
As we walk to the elevator I tell him about the
conference call. While I fix my panties, pull my skirt
down, pull up my bra and button my blouse I ask him to
pull some demographic trending data. He tells me that
Holly has already put most of that data together and
while he would be happy to fill in the gaps, I should
check with her first. When the elevator door opens on
my floor Mark hands me my briefcase. I thank him and
continue on to my cubicle.
When I get to my desk I check my voicemail, email and
meeting schedule. I notice that I have a meeting at
9:30 with the quantitative analysis committee. I return
a couple phone calls and reply to a few emails. I
notice it's getting to be about 9:15. I know that I
have to find Holly before my 9:30 so I grab my laptop
and head to the conference room knowing that I'll pass
Holly's cubicle on the way.
On the way to Holly's cubicle I see Mark again. He asks
if I'd spoken to Holly yet. I tell him I'm on my way to
see her now and then I'm off to a meeting. Mark says
that he needs to see me later and that he'll try to
find me when he has a free moment. When I get to
Holly's cubicle I find her bent over her desk with her
skirt hiked up around her waist. Her blouse hangs open
and her sizable breast are bouncing and slapping
together.
Behind her stands Alan from Computer Support fucking
her like he's trying to push her over the desk. Holly's
breathing is quick, and her head hangs low, but her
fingers are tapping away at the keyboard of her
computer. She sees me coming and with labored breath
she says that she had spoken with Mark earlier and she
knows that I need the demographic data by noon.
She says that she's almost finished and points to her
computer screen to show me a particularly interesting
spike in the data. Before she can get to it though,
Alan speeds up and starts slamming his dick into her
like his life depends on it.
Holly tenses and cries out as her body is wracked with
orgasm. This sends Alan over the edge and his eyes
close as he sends a stream of hot cum into Holly's hot
pussy. He pulls out of her and sends three or four more
streams of cum onto her scrunched up pinstripe skirt.
Another stream shoots out with such force that it flies
up over Holly and lands on the lapel of my smart grey
jacket. Alan quickly regains his composure, pulls
Holly's skirt down and straightens it out. He tells her
if she continued to have problems with her PC to
consider switching to MAC.
Holly laughs and thanks him for the help. After Alan
leaves Holly sits down and starts to show me the data
she was going to show me before she was interrupted by
her orgasm. I tell her that I have to run to a meeting
and that If she sends it to me, I'll look at it later.
She looks at my lapel and smiles when she sees the
large drop of cum on my lapel. She reaches over, scoops
it up with her finger and licks it off. She apologizes
for the stain on my jacket. I tell her its fine and
laugh that you can always tell when Alan was on our
floor because he likes to mark the women he "helps
out."
Holly laughs as she scoops the splatters of cum off her
skirt and put them in her mouth. She says that normally
she like to go and get a quick-douche out of the
machine in the break room after a guy uses her, but
she'll stay at her desk and finish the stats so I'll
have them in time. I thank her and head off to my
meeting.
When I get to the conference room I notice that almost
all eight of the attendees have already arrived. I say
hello to them, plug my laptop into the overhead
projector and pull up my presentation. I scan the room
and see that only Jenny is absent. Jenny is the
Executive Account Manager for this district and leads
the team present at the meeting. She arrives with
apologies for her lateness and sits next to Joseph, the
new nineteen year old intern. I start my presentation
once she is settled. The purpose of the meeting is for
me to explain the results of a multiple regression
analysis that was done to narrow the scope of several
potential product strategies. It's quite technical and
fairly detailed in scope.
About a third of the way through my presentation as I
stand at the front of the room going through a
particularly dense power point slide, I scan the room
to see if I've lost anybody. I notice that Joseph has
reached over and unbuttoned Jenny's blouse. He's
massaging her breasts with one hand. Two fingers of his
other hand are slowly exploring Jen's mouth.
Jen has a focused look on her face while she sucks on
Joseph's fingers. Her eyes glance down and she writes
some notes. Jen then reaches up to Joseph's hand and
removes his fingers from her mouth. She politely smiles
and apologizes to him saying that she has a question
for me. As she speaks she moves Joseph's hand under the
table. She pulls her panties aside and places his hand
on her pussy. He rubs her clit for a bit before
inserting his fingers.
As he slowly starts to finger-fuck her he can feel her
subtly moving her ass against his rhythm. Meanwhile Jen
asks her question and we have a short discussion of her
point. When she is satisfied that her question has been
answered, she looks at Joseph and nods. Joseph removes
the hand from between Jen's legs and moves his fingers
back up to her mouth. She smiles and licks her juices
from his fingers. Then she obligingly opens as Joseph
returns to exploring her mouth with his fingers all
while continuing to massage her breasts.
About 10 minutes further into my presentation there is
a knock on the conference room door. Mark pops his head
in and says "there you are" when he sees me. He looks
over at Jen, smiles and says hi to her. He says "I
won't interrupt; I just need Laura for a minute." Jen
nods to him and motions for me to continue. I turn back
to my power point slide and continue.
Mark walks up behind me, puts his hands around me and
cups my breasts. He moves to unbutton my suit jacket
and removes it. He then removes my blouse. He leaves my
bra on but pulls it down to free my firm medium sized
breasts. He swings around in front of me, takes one of
my breasts in his mouth and roughly sucks my nipple. I
glance down at him and catch him looking up at me. I
flash him a smile as I continue presenting my data to
the eight people in the room. Mark then reaches a hand
down and grabs the hem of my skirt. He tries to pull it
up but since it's still zipped and is somewhat form
fitting I have to wiggle my ass a little to help him.
When my skirt is up around my waist he slips his
fingers into my panties and drags them down my legs.
I step out of them as I stretch to point to a specific
sampling group on the slide that I am discussing. Mark
picks up my panties and places them on the conference
table. I notice Rob, from Finance, reach for them. I
suspect that I will never see those panties again. Mark
licks a finger and starts to finger fuck me. First
slowly, then adds more fingers and speeds up his pace.
My breathing quickens a bit, but I don't skip a beat
with my presentation.
Then Mark moves his hand from my pussy to my mouth and
offers me his thumb. I smile and offer my apologies to
the group. I start to suck Mark's thumb, but he pulls
it out and whispers to me "wet." I spit and slobber all
over his thumb until it is very wet. He pulls his thumb
out of my mouth and moves it down behind me between my
legs. I re-start my presentation as he wriggles three
fingers all the way up my pussy and inserts his thumb
in my ass. I wince a little but continue in the most
professional manner possible as Mark simultaneously
finger fucks my pussy and asshole.
Mark finger fucks me like this for several minutes,
occasionally moving his hand up to my mouth to re-wet
his thumb until I finish the final slide in my
presentation. As I bend to put the remote control onto
the table Mark puts a hand on my back and gently bends
me over until my tits are mashed against the table. I
feel his hard cock slowly rubbing against my pussy as
Mark takes me from behind.
I raise my head from the table and inform the group
that I've finished my presentation and would be happy
to field any questions. I notice that Joseph has backed
his chair away from the table and is running his hands
through Jen's hair as he slides he hard cock in and out
of her mouth. She pulls her head off of Joseph's cock,
looks up at him and says "excuse me for a moment."
She turns to me and compliments the detail of
presentation. She asks me to explain the baseline data
that was used in forming my demographic assumptions.
She then places he mouth back on Joseph's cock and
takes him all the way down to the base of his cock,
gagging a little as she does it. I expected that
someone might ask this question so I answer as best I
can with Mark plowing into my pussy.
The cadence of my answer matches the rhythm of Mark's
penetration. "Sure... Jen... uh... The... baseline...
uh... data... oh!... was... culled... from... uh..." I
continue answering the question as I get closer to
orgasm. My head starts to swim a little, but I focus
and am able to provide a concise answer while my pussy
is being pummeled.
I notice that Joseph's eyes are focused on me as he
continues to get head from his team leader. His eyes
look a bit glazed as he says to me "You are one hot
piece of ass Laura, why don't you come to my apartment
later tonight and spread those legs for me and my room-
mates." A hush falls over the room. My eyes widen with
shock. "Excuse me Joseph; I'm not some kind of whore!!
I'm not on call to service you and your friends! Jen,
what's with this intern?!?" Jen takes her mouth off of
Joseph's cock and looks up at him sternly. "Joseph!
That was most inappropriate! This is a place of
business! You will treat your co-workers with respect."
As Jen chides Joseph her hand moves quickly up and down
his cock. She stops mid-sentence to spit on his cock
and continues to yell at him. Soon she feels his cock
is ready to blow, so she stops scolding him and moves
her mouth down to take his cum in her mouth.
His cum shoots so hard that it hits the back of her
throat and causes her to gag a little. When she does,
his cock flops out of her mouth and some of the cum
lands on her face. She quickly moves his cock back into
her mouth and sucks him till he's done coming. She
then pulls his dick from her mouth, stands up over him
and continues admonishing him for is comment as she
wipes the blobs of cum from her face and moved them
onto her tongue.
She sternly tells him that everyone knows that men are
relentless testosterone machines and that this means
that at any given time they are likely having some kind
of sexual thoughts about the women around them. In the
interest of moving forward with a productive
civilization, society long ago deemed that men would be
allowed to act on any sexual thought they have in the
moment they have it. Women must be available without
question to satisfy even the smallest fantasies of the
men around them while continuing to maintain the
continuity of their day. If they have jobs, they are
expected to perform them as well or better than the men
around them.
The challenge for women is to manage their
responsibilities to work and society. The challenge for
men is to be respectful of women and allow them to
perform their duty to men within the context of their
day. This does not mean propositioning for lurid sexual
encounters like 'come over later and gangbang my
friends!' She warns him that his internship is in
jeopardy and he needs to get his act together or he'll
be out on his ass. She then excuses him from the room.
The whole time that Jen is dressing down Joseph, Mark
continues to slam his cock into me. As his balls slap
against my pussy I can tell that he's about ready to
come. He quickly pulls out of me, turns me around and
lowers me to my knees.
Just as he starts to shoot his load onto my face Jen
turns to me "Laura, I'm terribly sorry for what just
occurred. Obviously nobody here thinks you're a whore.
You are one of our most valued employees and a highly
respected member of this team." Meanwhile Mark has
practically covered my face with his goo. He reaches to
the table and picks up the pen that I was awarded last
quarter for contributions to the successful IBL
Computer campaign. He unscrews the back of the pen to
reveal a small rubber squeegee.
As Jen continues to tell me that she is offended by
Joseph's comment and that no woman on her team will be
disrespected and thought a whore, Mark uses the
squeegee to move the cum that's spread all over my face
into my mouth. It works very well, and it should since
that's the very purpose it was designed for. When he's
done, I swallow all of his cum and turn to Jen. "I
appreciate your kind words, I'll let you decide if you
think he can get his head right or if you think he
should be let go."
Mark then puts his cock on my lips indicating that he
would like me to clean him up. I do so as Jen tell me
that whatever is decided she can expect an apology from
Joseph. She then compliments me on my presentation and
leaves. Mark catches up with her telling her he has
some questions for her about a new account.
The remaining meeting attendees stay in the room. I fix
my blouse and walk to the cabinet in the back of the
conference room. I get a small douche bottle, a bowl a
bar of soap, a bottle of water and a hand towel. I go
back to the front of the room, put my right foot on a
chair. I hold the bowl under my pussy and insert the
hose of the douche bottle. I squeeze the bottle,
careful to catch everything that comes out in the bowl.
I repeat this a few times, then I wet the soap with the
water and lather up my pussy and ass. I rinse them and
dry myself off. I scan the table for my panties.
As I predicted, I don't see them. I pull my skirt down
over my bare pussy and fix myself in the mirror. When
the meeting attendees see that I'm finished they file
out of the room. I take my cleaning supplies to the
break room, place them in the marked receptacles and
head back to my cubicle.
Continued in part 2...
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