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31/01/2007
Sorry that it has taken so long to write but January has been an incredible blur. So many things have happened...Rich got his promotion. I earned a big pay raise at work, worked off all my gambling debts, and became a full fledged whore--and I love it. I'll try to go through everything in the order it happened.
If you'll recall I lost big time when the hated Packers beat the Bears on the season's last game. Nick called me on Monday to collect the first of eight "wagers" and told me to meet him in the parking lot in ten minutes. Nick almost came in his pants when he slid his hands up my skirt (it was all the way up around my waist before we even got in his wife's mini van) and found that I all I had on were sheer nylons and a garter belt. "Excuse me, but it's cold out here." I said after he unzipped my leather coat and rubbed with my breasts...the cold air made my nipples stand at attention.
We ended up having a "nooner" in the back seat every day that week. What Nick really enjoyed was me cleaning him off afterwards. He said his wife always refused him saying that's what tissue paper is for.
When I got home Rich already knew that I had been a bad girl--Nick had been bragging at work--and he quickly helped himself to sloppy seconds...then thirds.
After our Thursday encounter Nick told me to wear "the outfit" on Friday. I agreed but was more than a little nervous because I could not afford to lose my job. So I cheated a little and stopped on the way home to buy a longer mini skirt. I also bought several pairs of crotchless pantyhose.
Rich had to leave for work before me but suggested we meet for drinks and dinner after work. He named a restaurant with "two-for-one specials and a free buffet" which I was sure would be crowded with men.
I was now wearing more makeup in a day than I used to in a week but added a little--okay, a lot--more blue eye shadow anyway then painted on another coat of bright red nail polish (I painted my toe nails too which is something I never used to do).
I looked in the mirror after I dressed and was mighty pleased with what I saw. I also realized that even with the longer skirt I would have to be careful when I sat down or my privates would become as public as Paris Hilton's.
When I walked in the office every conversation came to a halt as my high heels clicked across the floor. Every eye was upon me as I smiled and said good morning to each of my co-workers as I walked past their desks(there are twenty men and six women altogether). My best friend, Bonnie, walked up to me as I hung my leather coat up and said, "Holy shit. You're either gonna get fired or give the boss a heart attack. And why the hell are you dressed like this?"
"I lost a bet," I shrugged my shoulders. There were five men standing at my desk waiting for me to sit down. "Can I help you?" I asked coyly. Each tried to stammer an excuse as I took my seat as ladylike as I could. As I tried to keep the skirt from creeping up to my crotch my jacket swung open revealing my sheer blouse and chopper bra--I had forgotten that Rich had removed it's only button--and my lightly freckled breasts were on display. For the rest of the morning there was never less than one man leering at me...even more once the word went around that I was cleanly shaved, pantyless, and damn near naked. Even the UPS guy stopped by to gawk. Okay, I'll admit that I was getting pretty damn hot and couldn't wait for my nooner.
I quickly realized that if I was ever going to get my work done it was easier to just let them see what they wanted so I smiled and spread 'em...my jacket hung nice and open. I don't think anyone else got a lot done that morning.
At 11:45 my cell phone rang--it was Nick telling me to meet him in the parking lot. Even though it was mighty cold outside I didn't wear my coat. I was lucky that Nick was parked out back where no one in my office could see me as he had my jacket off in an instant. My blouse quickly followed. I was freezing and begged him to take me somewhere warm--like a restaurant--but instead he hooked his fingers in the skirt's elastic waist and dropped it to my ankles. I was almost turning blue when he finally opened the van's door and let me climb inside. I found myself thinking, "only three more times" as I cleaned him off afterwards.
After he came in my mouth he said, "see you on Monday." My clothes were almost frozen and I had a heck of a time getting them back on after Nick drove off...yes, he took off when I was picking them off and left me standing there naked. What a jerk.
The rest of the afternoon was a repeat of the morning except the men were even more brazen and the women colder than my ass had been. I was being followed everywhere I went; when I walked into the stock room I had four men offer to help me. And eight hands on my bare ass when I reached up to get a small box off a high shelf. "Just trying to keep you from falling," one of them assured me.
I had several invitations to go out drinking after work and was tempted to invite everyone to join us but I really wanted to spend some quality time fulfilling my husband's fantasies.
He was sitting at the bar when I arrived and planted a huge kiss on him. I slipped the coat and jacket off my shoulders then tossed them over the barstool. I thought he was going to cum in his pants when I told him about my day. I was drawing a crowd--and loving every minute of it. "So, what do you have in mind big boy?" I asked my loving husband with my sluttiest voice. He unbuttoned my blouse, kissed my nipples, and replied, "Have some fun while I watch."
"Thank you," was all I said as I walked away from the bar. I went over to a table with three men in suits and asked if they would buy me a drink. They damn near killed themselves trying to get the waitresses attention. I picked one and hopped in his lap, hiking my skirt up as I landed. I spread my legs as wide as they would go and placed one in the lap of each of his friends. Just in case everyone in the bar couldn't see how wet my cleanly shaved pussy was it leaned forward and ran my bright red finger nails along its pouty folds. I was damn near orgasmic when I noticed--and heard--a woman pushing her way through the crowd. The witress was not at all amused and demanded that I put my clothes back on. "Do you thing you could fuck me right here?' I asked my seat companion as I reached behind to unzip his pants. The waitress stormed away as the crowd shouted encouragement. Mu new friend's cock was real nice and hard and easily slipped into my sloppy pussy. When the waitress came back with her supervisor one of the other men handed her a roll of money; she stuffed the money into a pocket, made a comment about me being a whore, and said I'm still not serving you. My bouncing tits has attracted a lot of attention--more than a few took pictures with their cell phones-- and I basked in the attention. Far too soon my new friend blew his load and I was off to the next lap. His cock also was a perfect fit and we quickly got into a nice rhythm.
Somehow I managed to lose my blouse, bra, and skirt but that didn't stop me from hopping on cock number three. The crowd roared its disapointment as he came in about fifteen seconds. Several men stepped forward and volunteered to be next but I declined saying I was getting hungry and my husband was waiting. I stood there wearing only a pair of open crotch pantyhose (I had also lost my FMs) and looked for my clothes as my husband walked over, "Forget it. They're souvenirs now," he said as he held out my jacket. I slid it on even though it didn't really cover any of the dripping good parts.
When we tried to get a table the manager said he loved the show but said we should leave. I told him I was hungry and offered to give him a blow job in exchange for a couple of burgers. He agreed and pushed me towards the kitchen. I slipped the jacket off and threw it to Rich...he said he didn't catch it on purpose and it too vanished into the crowd. It turned out that the manager who had his cock in my mouth wasn't the head manager and I soon found another organ waiting for my talents. Someone else then stepped forward and demanded I service him...all told I sucked five cocks kneeling on the floor in the kitchen...I swallowed three and two came in my face.
When the food was ready the owner of my first cock said I would have to leave by the back door because there were now families in the restaurant. He said he would get my husband. I thanked him for the food and he said I was one fine cocksucker and it was his pleasure.
On the ride home I alternated between bites of the burger and sucking on Rich's cock. Later that evening he got to experience sloppy fifths for the first time. We spent the rest of the weekend screwing like minks.
On Monday the big boss was back in town. Two of the women almost broke the speed of sound running in to tell him what I had done. Two minutes later he called me in to his office to express his disapointment that he wasn't at work on casual Friday and asked I would wear the same clothes when he took me to lunch the next Friday.
When I picked up my drycleaning on Monday evening the Korean girl giggled and said that Rich had them to shorten all of my work skirts by three inches. I giggled back and said, "next time make them five inches shorter." I can't wait to wear them to work.
To be continued.
If you'll recall I lost big time when the hated Packers beat the Bears on the season's last game. Nick called me on Monday to collect the first of eight "wagers" and told me to meet him in the parking lot in ten minutes. Nick almost came in his pants when he slid his hands up my skirt (it was all the way up around my waist before we even got in his wife's mini van) and found that I all I had on were sheer nylons and a garter belt. "Excuse me, but it's cold out here." I said after he unzipped my leather coat and rubbed with my breasts...the cold air made my nipples stand at attention.
We ended up having a "nooner" in the back seat every day that week. What Nick really enjoyed was me cleaning him off afterwards. He said his wife always refused him saying that's what tissue paper is for.
When I got home Rich already knew that I had been a bad girl--Nick had been bragging at work--and he quickly helped himself to sloppy seconds...then thirds.
After our Thursday encounter Nick told me to wear "the outfit" on Friday. I agreed but was more than a little nervous because I could not afford to lose my job. So I cheated a little and stopped on the way home to buy a longer mini skirt. I also bought several pairs of crotchless pantyhose.
Rich had to leave for work before me but suggested we meet for drinks and dinner after work. He named a restaurant with "two-for-one specials and a free buffet" which I was sure would be crowded with men.
I was now wearing more makeup in a day than I used to in a week but added a little--okay, a lot--more blue eye shadow anyway then painted on another coat of bright red nail polish (I painted my toe nails too which is something I never used to do).
I looked in the mirror after I dressed and was mighty pleased with what I saw. I also realized that even with the longer skirt I would have to be careful when I sat down or my privates would become as public as Paris Hilton's.
When I walked in the office every conversation came to a halt as my high heels clicked across the floor. Every eye was upon me as I smiled and said good morning to each of my co-workers as I walked past their desks(there are twenty men and six women altogether). My best friend, Bonnie, walked up to me as I hung my leather coat up and said, "Holy shit. You're either gonna get fired or give the boss a heart attack. And why the hell are you dressed like this?"
"I lost a bet," I shrugged my shoulders. There were five men standing at my desk waiting for me to sit down. "Can I help you?" I asked coyly. Each tried to stammer an excuse as I took my seat as ladylike as I could. As I tried to keep the skirt from creeping up to my crotch my jacket swung open revealing my sheer blouse and chopper bra--I had forgotten that Rich had removed it's only button--and my lightly freckled breasts were on display. For the rest of the morning there was never less than one man leering at me...even more once the word went around that I was cleanly shaved, pantyless, and damn near naked. Even the UPS guy stopped by to gawk. Okay, I'll admit that I was getting pretty damn hot and couldn't wait for my nooner.
I quickly realized that if I was ever going to get my work done it was easier to just let them see what they wanted so I smiled and spread 'em...my jacket hung nice and open. I don't think anyone else got a lot done that morning.
At 11:45 my cell phone rang--it was Nick telling me to meet him in the parking lot. Even though it was mighty cold outside I didn't wear my coat. I was lucky that Nick was parked out back where no one in my office could see me as he had my jacket off in an instant. My blouse quickly followed. I was freezing and begged him to take me somewhere warm--like a restaurant--but instead he hooked his fingers in the skirt's elastic waist and dropped it to my ankles. I was almost turning blue when he finally opened the van's door and let me climb inside. I found myself thinking, "only three more times" as I cleaned him off afterwards.
After he came in my mouth he said, "see you on Monday." My clothes were almost frozen and I had a heck of a time getting them back on after Nick drove off...yes, he took off when I was picking them off and left me standing there naked. What a jerk.
The rest of the afternoon was a repeat of the morning except the men were even more brazen and the women colder than my ass had been. I was being followed everywhere I went; when I walked into the stock room I had four men offer to help me. And eight hands on my bare ass when I reached up to get a small box off a high shelf. "Just trying to keep you from falling," one of them assured me.
I had several invitations to go out drinking after work and was tempted to invite everyone to join us but I really wanted to spend some quality time fulfilling my husband's fantasies.
He was sitting at the bar when I arrived and planted a huge kiss on him. I slipped the coat and jacket off my shoulders then tossed them over the barstool. I thought he was going to cum in his pants when I told him about my day. I was drawing a crowd--and loving every minute of it. "So, what do you have in mind big boy?" I asked my loving husband with my sluttiest voice. He unbuttoned my blouse, kissed my nipples, and replied, "Have some fun while I watch."
"Thank you," was all I said as I walked away from the bar. I went over to a table with three men in suits and asked if they would buy me a drink. They damn near killed themselves trying to get the waitresses attention. I picked one and hopped in his lap, hiking my skirt up as I landed. I spread my legs as wide as they would go and placed one in the lap of each of his friends. Just in case everyone in the bar couldn't see how wet my cleanly shaved pussy was it leaned forward and ran my bright red finger nails along its pouty folds. I was damn near orgasmic when I noticed--and heard--a woman pushing her way through the crowd. The witress was not at all amused and demanded that I put my clothes back on. "Do you thing you could fuck me right here?' I asked my seat companion as I reached behind to unzip his pants. The waitress stormed away as the crowd shouted encouragement. Mu new friend's cock was real nice and hard and easily slipped into my sloppy pussy. When the waitress came back with her supervisor one of the other men handed her a roll of money; she stuffed the money into a pocket, made a comment about me being a whore, and said I'm still not serving you. My bouncing tits has attracted a lot of attention--more than a few took pictures with their cell phones-- and I basked in the attention. Far too soon my new friend blew his load and I was off to the next lap. His cock also was a perfect fit and we quickly got into a nice rhythm.
Somehow I managed to lose my blouse, bra, and skirt but that didn't stop me from hopping on cock number three. The crowd roared its disapointment as he came in about fifteen seconds. Several men stepped forward and volunteered to be next but I declined saying I was getting hungry and my husband was waiting. I stood there wearing only a pair of open crotch pantyhose (I had also lost my FMs) and looked for my clothes as my husband walked over, "Forget it. They're souvenirs now," he said as he held out my jacket. I slid it on even though it didn't really cover any of the dripping good parts.
When we tried to get a table the manager said he loved the show but said we should leave. I told him I was hungry and offered to give him a blow job in exchange for a couple of burgers. He agreed and pushed me towards the kitchen. I slipped the jacket off and threw it to Rich...he said he didn't catch it on purpose and it too vanished into the crowd. It turned out that the manager who had his cock in my mouth wasn't the head manager and I soon found another organ waiting for my talents. Someone else then stepped forward and demanded I service him...all told I sucked five cocks kneeling on the floor in the kitchen...I swallowed three and two came in my face.
When the food was ready the owner of my first cock said I would have to leave by the back door because there were now families in the restaurant. He said he would get my husband. I thanked him for the food and he said I was one fine cocksucker and it was his pleasure.
On the ride home I alternated between bites of the burger and sucking on Rich's cock. Later that evening he got to experience sloppy fifths for the first time. We spent the rest of the weekend screwing like minks.
On Monday the big boss was back in town. Two of the women almost broke the speed of sound running in to tell him what I had done. Two minutes later he called me in to his office to express his disapointment that he wasn't at work on casual Friday and asked I would wear the same clothes when he took me to lunch the next Friday.
When I picked up my drycleaning on Monday evening the Korean girl giggled and said that Rich had them to shorten all of my work skirts by three inches. I giggled back and said, "next time make them five inches shorter." I can't wait to wear them to work.
To be continued.
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