Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: The Office Party (MF, romance)
Date: 15 Nov 1995 20:23:06 GMT

			   The Office Party

	I'd been trying to get into Genevieve's knickers ever since
I'd interviewed her for the job. She was from Mauritius, eighteen,
black curly hair, mocha complexion, 6" tall and thin as a beanpole
except for her tits which were ENORMOUS! I'd taken her out for drinks
several times and even bought her a delicious meal one night but I'd
got absolutely nothing from her so I was a bit pissed off by the time
the office Christmas party came round.

	Everybody had been to the pub at lunchtime so we were all
pretty merry by the time the party started at 5 o'clock. One would
have thought that prohibition was starting tomorrow by the way we all
enthusiastically struck into the booze. Most of the girls were into
the champagne and the fellas were amply catered for with three barrels
of real ale - one of which was Theakston's Old Peculiar. Genevieve,
being a bit of a tomboy, joined the lads with pint of Old Peculiar -
no-one thought to tell her how strong it was!! There was a
traditional cold buffet served by a couple of very tasty uniformed
waitresses - bets were being taken on whether they were wearing
stockings and suspenders or tights (I never did discover the answer to
that!).

	Included with the buffet were some jumbo sausages and out of
the corner of my eye I noticed Genevieve selecting the biggest one she
could find. I moved casually over to her side just as her luscious
lips encircled the end of the sausage and asked her if she had ever
had anything so big in her mouth before (the Old Peculiar was getting
to me by now). She turned to me, winked at me and walked away towards
the office set aside for the blue movies (we did work for an ad
agency).

	I followed her into the crowded office and stood behind her as
she watched the video - "Deep Throat", wouldn't you know! The bird on
the film was getting a real mouthful of a monster prick and looking as
if she was really enjoying her job. I moved closer to Genevieve and
asked, quietly asked her if she had ever had one that size.

	"Not yet," she replied and moved backwards rubbing her bum
against my now hardening prick. I put one hand on her hip and pulled
her closer to me and started grinding my prick against her so that she
was in no doubt about the size of my sausage.

	The office was dark so I moved my other hand up to her tit and
discovered to my pleasant surprise that she wasn't wearing a bra. I
caressed her nipple which was already becoming aroused - she responded
by putting one hand behind her back and grabbing hold of my now fully
erect prick. She stroked it gently and leaned her head back - I
whispered to her that we might be a bit more comfortable in my
deserted office two floors below. She turned and brought her lips to
mine and squashed her full tits against my chest. Our lips parted as
we each worked our body against the other.

	I broke away and took her hand and led her through the dance-
floor towards the stairs. On reaching the landing she said that she
wanted to go to my boss's office rather than mine - well mustn't
disagree with a lady I thought, so we headed up the stairs to his
office, (he had already gone home, so I knew we wouldn't be
interrupted). The office was about four times the size of mine with a
large, comfortable leather sofa and a desk the size of a football
field.

	As I followed her in I pulled down the zip at the back of her
dress. I shut the door and as I turned she shrugged off the dress
exposing those beautiful tits, which I had wanted to have for so long,
and a very small pair of white panties. I took hold of both tits and
bent my head down to suck her outstanding dark-brown nipples - moving
from one to the other in quick succession - until they stood out about
an inch.

	I reluctantly took one hand away and moved it down to her
knickers which I discovered were quite wet - she was obviously as
excited as I was. I pushed my hand down inside and felt the sparse
covering of pubic hair, my long index finger slipped easily inside her
juicy pussy. My thumb found her clitoris and she squirmed with delight
and pulled my head hard to her tit. Two more fingers found their way
into her fleshy wetness and her hips began to move, pushing her pussy
harder onto my nimble fingers.

	She pulled my head up and forced her mouth against mine at the
same time she pulled up my sweatshirt so that her nipples were pressed
firmly against my hairy chest. Her finger nails were digging into my
now bare back as she moaned quietly in delight. I could feel her
juices running out of her gaping pussy as she neared her orgasm. Her
thighs gripped my hand tighter and tighter as she pushed herself at
me.

	"Faster, harder," she gasped breathlessly. She shuddered as
she came again and again and slumped back against the desk. I slipped
my fingers out of her soaking hole and finished removing my
sweatshirt. My belt and zipper were undone by eager hands, I hurriedly
pulled off my shoes and jeans. Genevieve pushed me back against the
desk and dropped to her knees.

	"Now for your Christmas present!" she said as she looked up at
me. She deftly pulled down my briefs to expose my throbbing prick. One
hand gently fondled my aching balls while the other encircled my
biggest asset. Her lips caressed its length and lingered over the
circumcised tip which as glistening slightly in the moonlight. Her
tongue played around the rim and then her mouth sank gently down in
answer to my letter to Santa.

	My hands guided her head slowly up and down my shaft. Her hand
was working briskly along its length as her lips and tongue were
dancing around my knob. My hips began thrusting, fucking her mouth, I
could feel the cum just waiting to burst out into her waiting mouth.
Genevieve must have felt my urgency too because her fingers encircled
the base of my cock and squeezed hard, the feeling subsided. Her hands
moved to my buttocks and she took into her mouth as much of my prick
as she possible could as she pulled me to her. The feeling of pleasure
was fantastic, almost painful as I sensed that nothing was going to
stop me cumming this time.

	"Between your tits, Genevieve," I cried, "not in your mouth."
My prick slapped against my belly as she removed that gorgeous mouth
of hers. Her ample tits enveloped my cock, the knob poking out, I took
hold of her tits and began to fuck them desperately. I felt a tension
in my buttocks and balls. Huge dollops of spunk flew onto her cafe au
lait colored chest. I kept thrusting and squeezed her tits tightly
around my prick until I as empty. The white spunk dribbled down her
chest, she wiped some up on her fingers which she then proceeded to
suck.

	"I'm not letting that go to waste," she said with a grin.

	At this point a loud cheer went up, there as a round of
applause. Those bastards from the Creative Department had been
watching through the window in the door!!!

			       The End