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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Steve had started to grab at my breast. Against my will I could feel my knickers getting wet. I was praying they wouldn't and the Dave would take me home. He just sat there. Steve carried on and I tried to pull away, his other arm tightening around me. Claire said, "just relax, it's fun and only a trial, you don't like it, you leave, Dave goes back to his job tomorrow and it's never mentioned again. Same if Steve isn't impressed with you, although I can tell hes enjoying those pert tits of yours already. If you both like it then Steve will interview Dave for the job and he'll meet the directors, and he'll be starting Monday, in his new office." Still Dave didnt move. Steve had pulled my dress down and had his hand inside my bra rubbing my nipple with his fingers, grabbing my tit now and then. I was silently begging myself not to respond but my pussy was betraying me. Dave looked at us both, and sat back. I couldn't believe what was happening. Steve obviously took this as permission. He pulled my breast out and started sucking, quite hard on my nipples. I could feel his chubby fingers working up my skirt, he pulled my pants to one side and stopped. "You want to know what your wife thinks, come and feel her knickers, I think she likes it! Dave come on!". Dave came over and pulled off my knickers. He felt their wetness. He said nothing as he went to the chair again. Claire then came over and pushed her finger into my lips, I should have stood up, I should have had a fit at all three of them for allowing this, but I was too stunned to move. "Oh Steve, look what you've done to her already. She likes it look". She pulled her fingers out and let Steve lick them. Steve positioned me on his lap with my back against him. He pulled my legs either side of his so Dave had full view of my wet pussy. He clamped my feet under his knees so I couldn't move them. I felt Claire grab my arms and she held them above my head. Dave looked furious but I knew he felt powerless to say anything. As my pussy was on full display I felt embarrassed at how dripping wet it was making me. Steve felt hard under my bottom. He worked his hands to my pussy and started rolling my clit between his fingers and thumb. It was hard, I could feel a tear in my eyes from the pain, I could feel myself squirming on Steve's lap, but he held my clit firm. The pressure was was too much, although I begged myself not to cum I felt a wave of heat wash over me. My whole body tensed, as my legs tried to buck Steve held them tight. I tried to fight it, but before i knew it a moan escaped my lips, and my body pulsed to orgasm. I didn't have time to recover or move away as Steve pushed 2 fingers inside me and began to fuck me hard. He changed between thrusting his fingers in and out and furiously massaging the walls of my pussy. My body was still on fire and I felt everything tense back up. Again my legs pinned open so I couldn't move them. I couldn't help it as I squirmed and moaned to another orgasm, I knew what Steve had achieved as my pussy got very wet and I felt juices run down my legs, I knew Steve would be wet as I'd gushed over his leg. He laughed a little in my ear "good girl." . I Didn't know what Dave was thinking at this point. Steve ran his hand over my pussy and put his fingers in my mouth, "see what I did for you. You liked that didn't you. Don't be shy, taste what you did" I couldn't bare to lick his fingers, so i let them sit in my mouth. I liked the taste, but didn't wasn't to give him the satisfaction. I felt so humiliated. Steve pushed me up and told Dave to stick my pants back on. As Dave did this Steve stopped him. He stuck his hand up my dress and grabbed my labia so hard I shouted out a little. He pulled my pussy towards him. "Your taxi is here but, you see this", he pulled hard again, "this is not to be used until we meet again, not even by Dave. I haven't decided what I think of you yet, except I know you enjoyed these fingers. Dave I'm serious, use this before I do and i'll take it you arent serious about the job". He was hurting my lips as he pulled down once more, but I managed to hold back the tears. Dave pulled my knickers up and Claire let us out. I was glad to be leaving. There's no way Dave would take the job, not a chance. |
