Housemates, Neighbors and Workmates

by Bridy McAvoy

  Finally, the guy could take it no more and deliberately accidentally dropped his hard copy of the agreement on the floor. As he bent to retrieve it, he could see straight up between her legs getting a clear view of her panty covered crotch. It took a couple of seconds for Lizzie to realize what had happened and she snapped her legs together primly and blushed. The young guy straightened up and blushed straight back at her. Phil was struggling not to laugh out loud and, when the guy left a couple of minutes later, he couldn’t help chuckling. Lizzie glared at him but realized the funny side too, and started giggling herself.

  The rest of the morning went by at a dash as Lizzie relaxed and, if there was nobody in the office and if she caught Phil looking her way, she now flashed him on purpose. The normal lunch time rush kept them both busy and at about one-thirty Phil nipped out for sandwiches and they closed the office for a few minutes to eat them.

  Lizzie caught Phil looking at her speculatively and, with the blinds closed against the sun and the door locked, she knew he had the privacy if he had the inclination. She was pretty certain he had the inclination and she was surprised to find that the playful behavior of the morning had actually left her with the same feelings.

  Phil smiled at her and, leaning back to his keyboard, typed something. Immediately her Instant Message light started blinking at her and she opened the message. It was a simple instruction from Phil.

  “Lose the knickers!”

  She looked up from it and saw him gently smiling in anticipation. Her emotions were mixed but she knew the game would be played to a conclusion and she would be an active participant. Quickly she typed a response.

  “Okay.”

  She reached down with both hands and eased the skirt further back underneath her legs in order to be able to reach up and pull at the knickers elastic.

  “Leave the skirt like that when you’re done.”

  She fumbled for a moment under the skirt before grasping the waistband of her panties and, lifting her buttocks from the chair, she slowly slid them down past the swelling curves of her ass cheeks until she was sliding them down her thighs. She let them fall past her knees and, as demurely as possible, lifted one foot at a time to clear them from tangling there.

  “Open your legs. Show me!”

  Taking a deep breath, knowing the apparent humiliation would heighten his desire and not yet wishing him to see her own, she did as she was told, slowly sliding her legs apart until her outer thighs reached the arms of the chair. With her legs spread that far apart and with her skirt hiked up, her bare pussy was on complete display to him.

  “Play with it.”

  Her hand dropped to the area between her legs and the wetness her fingers encountered told her that her attempt at coyness and reluctance earlier had been seen through. Phil could not have missed the sight of the moisture that coated her pussy and was even now soaking into the back of her skirt and the seat of the chair.

  As her fingers slid over the smooth skin and puffy lips of her slit, audible gasps began to sound from her throat. From Phil’s point of view the scene laid out before him was mesmerizing. Lizzie was no longer just playing with herself, she was working with herself to achieve a release. Her thumb was rubbing hard on her clit and her fingers had splayed her pussy lips as far open as possible. Her other hand had joined its twin under the table and now three of her fingers were sawing in and out of the gaping cavity with incredible speed. It looked so fast that it was painful but the cries of pure pleasure emanating from Lizzie dispelled any doubts about her enjoyment of the process.

  The cries built into a crescendo and Phil was starting to worry that they were beginning to be audible outside the shop when Lizzie hit the desired peak. Her body stiffened, her back arched and one last wail escaped her lips before she sank back into the seat gasping for air with her hand movements dying away slowly. As she gasped for breath, she peered out from under her sweat ravaged fringe and looked at Phil. The jerk of his head signed emphatically for her to get up and cross the intervening space to him. There was no hesitation in her as she levered herself up and walked on unsteady legs across to and then round the end of his desk. Phil had turned himself around so his back was to the door and he sat there in the chair facing her with his legs apart. The tent pole in his trousers was obvious as was what he wanted given the position he had assumed.

  Still there was no hesitation from Lizzie as she sank to her knees between his and reached for the button at the top of his fly. No words were exchanged as she proceeded to free his rigid member from the somewhat painful constraint of his trousers. As it sprang free she lowered her lips to the purple end which was already oozing pre-come fluids and, extending her tongue, she lapped them up. Still more oozed so she continued the process, all the while gazing up at him from under the disheveled hair of her fringe. He began breathing more deeply as she finally succumbed and enveloped the whole of his end in her warm wet inviting mouth.

  She expertly swirled her tongue around the end as she sucked greedily on the rock hard penis and took more of its length into her mouth. She had never learned the techniques Susie had so ably demonstrated so was unable to take him into her throat, in any case the geometry was against this as she wanted to watch his face as he came in her mouth.

  For several minutes she kept up a steady rhythm, alternatively sucking him deep into her mouth, then expelling him until only the end was enclosed in the wet cavity, whilst swirling her tongue around it. Phil couldn’t stand much more of this and he felt his balls tense up and swell on the point of ejaculation. He reached down and, catching hold of Lizzie’s head, pulled her head off its duties. She knelt there, mouth open, as the strings of white goo pumped from the end of his dick. Probably half reached her mouth, the rest splattered on her cheeks and chin, and some of that dripped down onto her blouse in true porn star style.

  Lizzie sat back and watched as he tucked the softening organ back into his trousers and then gasped as he told her to get straight back to work without cleaning up. The knowledge that he was expecting her to spend the afternoon working with come drying on her face and clothes horrified her and she almost forgot that her panties were lying in clear view in the middle of the floor. She quickly scooped them up and thrust them into a drawer just as Phil unlocked the door and partially opened the blinds.

  Chapter 30

  Phil left her alone in the office for a while whilst he ostensibly went and checked up on something to do with the club, knowing full well that Lizzie would take the opportunity to clean herself up. He didn’t mind, he had different fish to fry and sat in a nearby cafe sipping a latte whilst he made a phone call.

  As a result of that phone call, it was a reluctant Susie who knocked on the back door of the studio promptly at four o’clock, the door opening immediately by a grinning Andy who ushered her into the studio. He looked her up and down and appraised her in a direct but approving manner as she stood there waiting for him to tell her what to do.

  Exactly as he and Phil had discussed, she was dressed in a lightweight summer dress which only came down to mid-thigh leaving those long stocking clad legs on show. Above, the top came quite high but dipped low at the back preventing Susie from wearing a bra. The lightweight fabric clung to her curves at the front leaving two small points that clearly showed it was still quite cold outside. She was clutching a small bag in her hand and Andy assumed she was carrying the item Phil had requested.

  When she saw him glancing at the bag, she couldn’t help the blush that spread across her face and down onto her neck. He moved aside and it was clear which part of the studio would be in use today. She moved a few steps towards the set and, quite literally, stopped between one pace and the next as her eyes took in the set before her.

  In the middle of the large room was a double bed, covered in rich white cotton with several large white pillows piled in front of the iron frame at its head. Dangling from the two corner poles, sparkling under the studio lights, were the gleaming metal handcuffs conveniently
fastened around the poles. As her eyes took in the sight, she realized that a further pair were attached to the matching, but lower, metal framework at the foot of the bed. All four were trailed suggestively on top of the white cotton sheet.

  Finally, she noticed the equipment surrounding the bed. In amongst all of the lighting stands were four video cameras trained directly on the bed. A handheld version was also handily placed on a stool at the foot of the bed. This would be no stills session then! Summoning up the will to move, she forced her legs to carry her to the edge of the lit area whilst Andy walked along behind her. She was quite certain he was watching the movement of her ass as she walked in the high heels that completed her outfit. Knowing he was studying the view and enjoying what he was studying, the exhibitionist streak that had become apparent over the last couple of weeks asserted itself and she put that extra bit of wiggle into her walk.

  “Right, Susie, I think you can see where today’s poses will take place so please sit on the edge of the bed facing me. Thank you.”

  “Where’s Phil?”

  He held his finger to his lips and began moving around the bed switching on and checking the four static cameras. Finally they were all balanced and focused to his satisfaction and he came round in front of her, picking up the final video camera as he passed. Squatting about six feet in front of her he focused the camera on her face and finally the shoot began.

  “Okay. Now, stretch your right leg out in front of you. Good. Cross your left leg over it at the ankle. Good. Slowly slide the leg up until it reaches the knee. Slowly. Slowly. Good. Reach down with your right hand and grab the heel of the shoe. Good. Slowly slide your right foot back in toward you. Excellent.”

  Susie followed his instructions to the letter. The smile she had painted onto her face never wavered as the almost hypnotic rhythm of the instructions washed over her. Bringing the bottom leg back had raised the top leg, forcing the skirt to fall backwards exposing the stocking top and a slice of bare thigh above it.

  “Good. Now, let your head drop back as if to relax. Good. Slowly let go of the foot and stretch both arms back above your head. Good.”

  Her breasts were pushed against the thin fabric as she arched her back and the exhibitionist streak resurfaced as she deliberately put more arch into the back to strain the fabric that little bit more.

  “Now relax, just shimmy up onto the bed and lie down along the middle of it, on your side facing me, please. Good. Let your top leg slide forward a little bringing your knee up and over. Good.”

  Susie was fully aware this maneuver was showing a large expanse of thigh to Andy in front of her, but even more to the cameras behind her and at the foot of the bed. Still, she was certain she would be showing even more within a few minutes.

  The bright lights surrounding the bed prevented her from seeing beyond the immediate circle lit by them. Andy was back-lit and she could not easily make out his face. Anticipating what would be coming next, she dropped her hand to the hem of the skirt and toyed with it suggestively, all the time looking directly at the red light shining on the front of the handheld camera. Licking her lips suggestively, she slowly pulled the skirt up, onto and, finally, past the curve of her upward jutting hip. The whole of her leg was now in view and, from Andy’s position, he could just see the shiny reflections of the satin panties in the deep shadowed place between her legs.

  “Leave the skirt there and bring your hand up to the top button on the dress. Good. Now, undo it. Good.”

  As soon as a button was undone the top half of the dress slipped downwards revealing more of her neck. Without further prodding from Andy, she slowly moved her hand down the line of small buttons that held the flowery dress closed above the waist, undoing each one in turn. As each button slipped through its hole, the dress fell further and further open, first revealing the start of her cleavage and, finally, the outward swell of her breast. As her hand continued in its sensuous movement down her chest to her waist, more and more of the lower breast was exposed. Finally, the movement ceased as there were no more buttons to be undone. The open Vee of the dress now stretched from her neck to her navel, gaping open at the top but didn’t quite reveal the whole breast.

  “Roll over onto your back, please. Good.”

  Andy had moved up to stand beside the bed. As Susie rolled over onto her back, the skirt stayed caught up and her panties came tantalizingly into view. The open top of the dress gaped but still covered as much as it revealed, especially the important bits. Lying there on her back, she was immediately reminded by the triangular points pushed into the soft fabric of the dress that her engorged nipples were pointing straight at the ceiling. Andy did not seem to need to establish the same level of control Phil usually did so Susie decided to take control of the shoot of her own accord.

  Her hands moved up to the open top of the dress and, as she arched her back up off of the bed preparatory to pulling the dress off her boobs, she also started to slide her left foot, the one furthest away from Andy, up toward her. She grasped the open halves of the dress and slowly pulled them apart allowing the fabric to gather underneath her. As she did this her foot passed a point level with her other knee and the remaining fabric of the dress skirt fell back onto her navel, revealing the full vee of the crotch of her panties just as her upright nipples sprang into view.

  Realizing he had surrendered temporary control to her, Andy decided to see where this was going. Susie lifted her shoulders off the bed and shrugged the dress off them before leaning back, arching her back and drawing the crumpled material underneath her. Within a few seconds, she was topless and her hands cupped and squeezed her naked breasts. Watching breathlessly, Andy saw she was still moving, still continuing the slow erotic striptease in front of the video cameras.

  Now her hands snaked down to her sides and her hips left the bed as she pushed the dress down past the curves of her buttocks until it was tangled around her legs. She quickly dropped back into a prone position before raising her legs and drawing the dress completely off. She laid her legs back down on the cotton cover and again drew her left leg back up towards her. This time, though, she allowed the knee to twist off to the side spreading her legs apart at the thigh and opening her crotch to the waiting cameras.

  Her hand now fluttered across her stomach to the point it was poised above the waistband of the satin panties and paused there for a few seconds before the finger tips, and then the rest of her fingers, inserted themselves underneath the taut satin.

  It was obvious to Andy, and would be equally obvious to anyone watching the video, that Susie was enjoying herself. Underneath the concealing satin, her fingers were busy. The concealment didn’t last for long as her other hand pushed the fabric down from one hip, then reached across to pull it down the other side. As soon as the fabric passed her hand, she stopped for a few seconds raised her legs into the air with knees bent and drew the panties off before tossing them negligently in the direction of one of the cameras at the foot of the bed.

  She straightened her legs, now pointing her feet at the ceiling, and then, to Andy’s astonishment, kept them vertically in the air whilst she parted them again, this time widely. Her hand flashed back to her slit and he had a birds eye view as she rapidly pushed two fingers into her own pussy. Her free hand came down to join its twin and the fingers of this hand isolated the small nub of her clit before pulling and squeezing at it. The rapid sawing of her breath in and out thrust her chest up and down until, seconds later, her back arched off the bed and she screamed as the waves of the orgasm took her away.

  As the tide of passion receded, her fingers withdrew from the pummeling they had been giving to her slit, and her legs sagged back down to the bed, still lewdly splayed wide. The soaking wet fingers moved in an arc up to her mouth where she proceeded to suck them clean, with a smile still touching her lips as she looked straight into Andy’s camera.

  As her breathing eased, Andy realized it was time for him to take charge again.

  “Sit up,
please.”

  She did so, a slightly puzzled look on her face.

  “Now, reach down and attach the two sets of cuffs to your ankles. Good.”

  Susie had to shuffle down the bed slightly in order for the cuffs to reach, stretching out her arms to reach them and fasten them around her ankles. As she sat back up he was handing her the clutch bag she had brought into the studio with her. Realization of its remembered contents brought a hot flush to her cheeks, especially as she also realized the cameras were still whirring away.

  “Please remove it from the bag and discard the bag.”

  Left with no option, she removed the silver vibrator from the bag and tossed the bag off the side of the bed, and this time waited for the obvious instruction to follow. Andy, however, wasn’t going to be quite that obvious.

  “Lean back onto your elbows and turn it on, low power. Good. Now, bring the hand with the vibrator in it across to your nipple.”

  As the low hum of the device filled the studio she did as she was told. She knew several friends, though not Lizzie and Carrie, who reckoned that the direct stimulation of the nipple by a vibrator was heavenly. Susie found it essentially did nothing for her. Although her nipples extended on contact, they basically responded in that manner to any contact at all.

  “Move it down across your stomach.”

  She trailed the buzzing tip of the vibrator across her taut stomach muscles. Her whole body began to respond to the stimulation now. The buzzing vibrations seemed to penetrate down through her body to the internal organs inside. Of course, it helped she had come only minutes earlier. Now the tip was tantalizing her blonde pubes and she knew her pussy was heating up and the slit was leaking moisture, clearly visible to the cameras at the foot of the bed as her legs were constrained so far apart.