Engrossed in what I was doing and pleasing Emmett, I didn’t really notice nor minded what he was doing which gave him the confidence to continue.
He caressed each butt cheek and started squeezing more and more confidently as he did it before he reached under my pencil skirt and squeezed my thong covered ass cheeks. As he rubbed and squeezed my ass cheeks, his thumb would slightly graze my pussy lips each time. As I hunched over the computer to stare more closely and read the computer screen the bottom of my skirt raised up more exposing my butt and pussy to Emmett.
“Mmm.” Emmett moaned to himself again as he started breathing more loudly and began to rub himself roughly. Emmett then stood up and stepped behind me close enough that his hard bulge pressed into my pussy lips and he put his hands on my hips and pulled me close to him.
My body subconsciously betrayed me and the lower half of my body especially my groin and buttocks areas started swaying back and forth against his groin. These repetitious movements against each other made his bulge harder to the point where he began to grab me firmly and pulled me harder against his crotch and started grinding against me.
“I got it! It is now saved and safe.” I said as I stood up quickly and backed into Emmett. Surprised by the sudden action, Emmett stumbled backward and fell into his chair taking me with him, and I landed in his lap.
“Oof!” he huffed as he fell into his desk chair taking me with him. His arms subconsciously wrapped around me with a tight grip on my breasts with his hands and my pussy grounded into his now hard member.
“Oh, I’m so sorry!” I apologized profusely as I turned in his lap to face him not knowing doing so made his groin harder and push more into my pussy.
“No, no don’t apologize. You did everything perfectly.” He said hoarsely as he started to rub my now hard nipples. My pussy began to get wet, and I didn’t know what to do so I stayed quiet and embarrassed and hoped he didn’t notice. I didn’t want to ruin the successes I’ve had at work today, so I sat in his lap until he was ready to talk to me about the projects I would be assisting him with in more detail.
In the meantime, Emmett kept rubbing and pinching my nipples from one breast to the other and grabbing my breasts roughly, and I started to enjoy these actions I was so unfamiliar with. I surprised myself when I began to moan and get antsy in his lap. He must have taken that as a positive sign, and his left hand reached around me and grabbed my pussy roughly which made me moan even more as his other hand squeezed one of my breasts.
After several minutes of his rough caresses he stood up abruptly, and for a brief moment, I thought I had done something wrong. As I was getting the courage to ask, he started moving the items on his desk off to the sides unusually. After he had been finished, he had me sit down on top of his desk. I wasn’t sure as to what he wanted me to do and before I could ask he quickly unbuttoned and unzipped his slacks and pulled out his hard member and it stood up and pointed towards the ceiling. My eyes caught a brief glance before he roughly pulled my thongs off of me.
He then pulled me quickly to the edge of his computer desk and closer to him. He stood in between my legs and shoved his hard member into my pussy and entered me roughly and quickly. This was my first time having intercourse and it was happening so fast, I didn’t have the time to react. His hard member was big and was at least 8 inches and filled me to the brim and he started pumping into me hard and roughly. He began to push my shirt up and unclasped my bra, and he pulled my right breast into his mouth and sucked hard.
He was anxious for a quick release, everything about his actions was swift and rough especially as he pumped in and out of me. He was pumping so hard into him I was sliding up and down his desk. I had what I thought was an orgasm many times over as he pumped harder each time. Each time I climaxed I had screamed out his name and that seemed to excite him more, and he started to pump even harder.
“I’m cumming.” He growled as he began pumping in faster than ever before and he ejaculated into me and grunted. When it felt like he finished cumming, he started pumping into me again and didn’t stop. He mumbled something about being addicted to me and wanted to keep fucking me for a long time. I think I was addicted to sex and intercourse too.
He kept pumping into me for what seemed a long time before he pulled out, had me bend over his desk and entered me again from behind. He seemed to enjoy coming in and out of me roughly and quickly, and then he said he wanted me to ride him like a cowgirl as he sat down in his office chair. Not sure how to lead he gave me instructions as to what he liked.
As he continued to fuck me roughly, that’s when Tonya and Molly knocked on his office door.
“Mr. Johnson, are you still here? You wanted us to drop by when we finished with the briefings for your case on Friday.”
Tonya and Molly heard voices but didn’t quite make out what Mr. Johnson was saying to them, so they unlocked his office door with the spare keys he had given them when he had asked them to work overtime while he was in Japan last year for overseas meetings.
As they walked in, they were shocked at what they had seen. Mr. Johnson and I having intercourse in his office chair. When Emmett, noticed Molly and Tonya barge in he froze immediately and placed his hand over my mouth to shush my moaning.
“Oh my god, we’re so sorry to barge in!” Molly and Tonya covered their eyes as they rushed out of his office, the suite and out of the building.
“Oh shit!” Emmett said and stood up quickly, urging me off of him.
That’s how Tonya, Molly and I officially met.
Chapter Four
Due to the position of the two apartments with me being in 4B and the ladies in 4C, however, the only two rooms that shared the common wall was the bathroom, so I always heard when they were in the shower together. When I found out that the water starts running, I’d curiously go into my bathroom and stick my ears against the wall.
Naturally, it was hard to hear as the shower was on and it drowned out everything but once in a great while, when they turned off the water because the water heater stopped doing its job I could hear everything. I'd listen to all of their conversations:
“Yeah, you like to suck don’t you?” Tonya would say
Because I had great visualization skills and they were very descriptive in what they were doing, it wasn’t hard for me to guess what they were physically doing and I made a mental note every single time.
One afternoon a few months later, I was walking down the hallway to my apartment in 4C, and I saw Molly, the more feminine one, carrying a lot of shopping bags from expensive New York City stores and trying to unlock her apartment door.
“Hey, bought a lot of nice stuff?” I said.
“Yes, I did. Got them from an estate sale. Don’t mind the shopping bags, though, I brought them along because I wasn’t sure if they would provide bags to take our purchases home in.” Molly said as the bags slipped from her hands and fell to the floor.
“Oh, darn it! Mind giving me a hand?”
“Sure, no problem,” I said as I started picking up bags and assessing if the contents inside were damaged in the fall.
As we were picking up the bags, I just happened to look at Molly more closely, and I had to guess that she was about 30 and she had shiny, blond shoulder length hair surrounding her face. She had a high, narrow forehead with thin, arched eyebrows with wide and doe-like eyes. She also had large, bright teeth and a full-lipped mouth. Everything about her radiated sincerity and happiness.
She was in a white tank top, and red gym shorts with white pin stripes down the sides which complimented her thin and toned physique. She was slightly taller than me and must have been no more than 125lbs and curvy. She had slightly tanned skin with smooth arms and legs, and as she bent over to pick up her half of the bags, I noticed she was braless and had perky C cup breasts and nicely sized nipples.
After picking up the bags, she was able to get her apartment door open and as we walked in she showed me the living room of their apartment and where she wanted me to
put down the shopping bags and then she gave me a quick tour. The place was fantastically furnished and decorated.
It was the mirror image of mine, it was a one-bedroom, and I had to use the bathroom, and, of course, while in there I took a sneak peek into the shower and cabinets to see if they had anything shocking in there. Could not find a single thing until I checked the last cabinet directly under the sink and that’s where the jackpot was. Every single objected that I imagined they were using based on their shower conversations was sitting right there. Then I checked the cabinet under the sink. The objects looked like they hadn’t been utilized for a while but I smelled a faint odor of pussy.
It was a blistering hot day, and we both were starting to sweat as the apartments didn’t naturally come with air conditioners which just made her boobs and puffy nipples much more visible. As she bent over the shopping bags to pull out each item, she bought from the estate sale one by one I had a perfect view of her crotch in those wide legged gym shorts.
She did have light pink colored panties, and they were damp from her perspiring in the heat, and it did not completely cover her, so I could barely make out her pussy. When she finished putting everything away, we sat down at their kitchen table where she had put one of her apartment fans.
“Want a cold beer? I have a whole case, want to see how much we can make a dent in it? Weather deems we do it!” Molly joked.
In no time we had downed about 6 bottles, and we ended up having a very engaging conversation about everything imaginable from sports to politics. As we gulped down the beer bottles, there was something about the way she sucked on the bottlenecks with her lips and said things like, “Let’s get you sucking down another one.” That had somehow got my pussy wet and not from the heat.
At this moment in time, I had never thought about another female in that way as I had always been interested in men despite never having dated one. I attributed my lack of experience to being shy and insecure but being attracted to men that I was sure of. The idea of being into women had never crossed my mind. But something about her had me visualizing thoughts about women I’ve never had before, and she had me turned on.
“What are you thinking, you aren’t into women. Never have been and never will.” I suddenly thought to myself. Then I thought, “That nothing lost is nothing gained, but what if?”
Chapter Five
That was the first time I had officially met Molly and Tonya, and all of our interactions had been completely tame, and our interactions were limited to formalities for the most part. We never really hung out with each other during those months, but things changed when Tonya and Molly caught Emmett fucking me in his office that Wednesday afternoon.
After Molly and Tonya quickly left the room, almost shocked by what they had seen and Emmett unsure of what to do, he immediately thanked me for my assistance and that he’ll let me know when he’ll need help the next time and would have to figure out what he needed to do next.
I thanked him for the learning experience but was excited to get started on projects he initially wanted me to help him with and find more about it.
I drove home after stopping by the grocery store first in the heat, and as I was unlocking my front door, Molly came out of her apartment. I assumed she wanted to talk about the awkward elephant in the room, so she invited me into her apartment like she did the first time a few months ago. She asked if I wanted to have another cold one and had to apologize as Tonya had to rush out of town as they had just found out her brother’s wife was in the hospital because her water broke. She was currently in labor and wouldn’t be back for a week as she wanted to spend time with her family.
“Why didn’t you go with her?” I asked.
“Because they don’t exactly know about me, and they don’t exactly know she’s into women. I mean it’s pretty obvious but they are super religious people, and I guess she thinks if she doesn’t mention it, they won’t realize it.”
“They aren’t against it are they?” I asked.
“She doesn’t know. She says they are a very generous people, but I guess she’s afraid of finding out if they are. One day she’ll tell them, I suppose when we’re more serious I think.” Molly said.
“You two aren’t like together together?” I asked.
“Sort of. We’re together but not settled down together. We aren’t exclusive, we haven’t talked about it and haven’t actually desired to be exclusive either. That much I know. As far as we are aware we are currently open to seeing other people also but neither one of us has wanted to date other people either.”
An hour later, we had 6 bottles in each of us, and any sense of good judgment was out the window. That’s when she brought up what happened this afternoon. She wanted to know how long it was going on and how did it happen.
I told her that it just happened when they caught us and that it never was part of any plan that again it just happened. She wanted to know more of the raunchy details and wanted me to describe how it felt, seeing as she knew I was new to all of this and wanted to know if it was any good. She seemed to expect me to be more descriptive, and I guess the beer and the conversation were making us both horny, her more so.
As the conversation went on and both of us starting to get hornier, I began to recall the moments when we first officially met when I helped her bring in her estate sale purchases and how wet I had gotten from her innuendos and her tight fitting clothes. I also started to wonder if I was straight, bisexual, lesbian or just plain at the peak of my sexual curiosity and just wanted to be fucked by anyone or anything, that it didn’t matter who, that I just wanted to be fucked.
At that moment, and maybe it was the beer talking, but I decided to just tell the truth and be direct.
“Molly did you know that our bathrooms share the same wall and I can overhear you two having sex in the shower, and the last thing I want to do is cause any problems but being around you always gets me wet.”
“Oh my god, I feel the exact same way! We have to keep this a secret, this is the first time I’ve ever been attracted to someone else, and I’m not quite sure how she would react despite our being in an open relationship.”
"Okay, will do,” I promised.
And without a word, she started to take off her dressy cardigan and button down work top and exposed her thin, lacy tank top and again without a bra.
“Boy, it's hot. Even without a fan!” she said as she caught me staring at her erect nipples trough her thin tank top.
She stood up and had me get up with her, and she started to lift up my low cut white top and began to fondle my right, bra covered breast. Her touching me felt so good, in fact, felt better than when Emmett did. I don’t think it was because he was rough, but for some reason, her (or maybe it was because she was female) felt better and had me more excited and turned on.
She unclasped my bra, and it fell to the floor by our feet, and she started to slowly lick and suck on my nipple. I sighed and held her head in my hands slightly pushing her more to my breast. I couldn’t get enough of it and found myself wanting more so quickly.
She then started to remove her tank top and pulled her slacks along with her panties down to the floor and stood before me naked. She removed the bottles, and the rest of the debris from the small, round kitchen table and I started to relish the thought that I was about to have sex with another person on the same day.
She then turned towards me and began to remove my pencil skirt and thongs from me, and as they dropped to the floor, she sat me back down in one of the kitchen chairs and straddled me. I found it interesting that she was the female in her relationship but yet she was taking charge when she was with me.
She started to kiss me, and she began to explore my mouth, ears and my neck with her lips and tongue. She paid more attention to my breasts than Emmett did and I guess that shouldn’t really be a surprise and she seemed to know what she was doing and what she wanted.
Naturally, I was wet immediately as she was and in no time she was
gyrating her hips and grinding on me, slowly at first and then with increasing pace as I squeezed and sucked on her breasts for the first time and I enjoyed it.
Eventually, she got off of my lap and went down on me like a hungry woman but was careful to not let me cum. Using her expert tongue, she licked and sucked on my pussy and my asshole like a professional. I wanted to cum but she was careful to stop before I climaxed and then would do it all over again and it was torture. I then grabbed her head and shoved her face into my pussy harder and climaxed.
“Ughhhhhhhh I shouted and spasmed into her mouth as I came.
I felt fantastic, but Molly hadn’t had her fill yet, so I decided to take charge and stood up and made her lay back onto the kitchen table. I started licking and sucking on her pussy and made her come hard right away as she was beyond horny but I kept licking and sucking over and over, and she climaxed several times over.
After her orgasm had subsided, she had me bend over the kitchen table and started to lick and suck on my pussy from behind. As I was about to cum again, she stopped suddenly, had me lay on my back and poured a little bit of the beer onto my body and pussy and started licking my body, breasts, and pussy all over again, and I just kept cumming and cumming.
After we had finished very satisfied and hours later, I said goodbye to her as I headed to her apartment and she asked how I liked it. I told her that I thought she was great and she reminded me again that it was our little secret in the mean time until she can bring up the subject of her supposed open relationship with Tonya and that I should consider it payment for helping her with her bags.
I thought it was an odd thing to say, as she enjoyed it as much as I did if not more so and maybe she was trying to rationalize everything.
A month or so later, we had sex again for hours, and although it was in my apartment this time, once again she said it was our little secret and that it was reimbursement for something else I had helped her with previously.
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