This is the second part of the story, this is generally true, I have changed some names, but this is all based upon real events and conversations, but developed into a fantasy in later chapters.
Copyright ©2009 JohnCherryBerry. All Rights Reserved.
We didn’t meet again until the following Tuesday night. It had become a regular pub night with a group of mates. Mostly friends since school, and a couple of their girlfriends. We all took turns to share the driving.
Amanda seemed fine, I felt nervous. I could not wait to get away from the group and talk to her, and of course it had been nearly a week since we had had sex. Finally we got into my car and gave two of my mates a lift home. Once we dropped them off I said, “Feed the ducks?”
“Could we not tonight? I’m not really in the mood.”
I was gutted, I could feel a breakup coming. Looking back I knew I should not have asked about her history. Fuck, why did I have to ask? I silently cursed. “OK, I’ll drive you home.”
“Don’t be like that, I’ll make it up to you, I promise. If you want I’ll tell you about what happened next, at work.”
I stopped outside her parents’ house and we kissed goodbye. Just before she got out of the car Amanda said, “Don’t forget, it’s Wednesday tomorrow and I’m working late. Pick me up in the car park at work at about seven. It saves me coming all the way home.”
She closed the door and I drove away. The last three weeks Amanda had worked an extra couple of hours on a Wednesday. There was a bit of overtime going and the cash came in handy she told me.
On Wednesday evening I collected Amanda from work. She was waiting outside for me, in her usual jeans and a sweatshirt. She had changed out of her ‘awful work skirt and blouse’ as she called it. As we drove away she dangled a set of keys. “Leslie said we could go to her flat, she is out.”
Leslie was single. Amanda said she had never known her have a boyfriend, but she was also convinced Leslie was not gay at all.
We drove across town and parked up and let ourselves into Leslie’s place. I still had a bad feeling a breakup was coming. Amanda seemed nervous as we sat on the settee. “Leslie said we could help ourselves to a beer.” Amanda went to the kitchen and came back with two cold beers in hand.
She sat back down a little distance from me and took a long drink from the beer. “Do you want to talk, or bed first?” Amanda was always so direct when it came to sex. I was relived, happy we did not seem to be breaking up.
“Leslie has some decent tapes somewhere, let’s put one on.” Amanda stood and drained her beer and rummaged in a cupboard. “Let’s try this one.” She waved a VHS tape and put in into the player, pressing play before heading back to the kitchen.
The TV came alive; it took a couple of seconds to realise we were mid-way through a porno. I watched two young women, surrounded by men. I heard English voices. Both women were being fucked, while sucking and wanking cocks all around.
I had seen plenty of porn and this was up there for content. It looked like an amateur film, with a good picture too. I had never watched porn with a girlfriend, it felt wrong somehow.
Amanda returned to the settee another beer in hand. “Sometimes Leslie and I watch these if I stay over. Yes, girls like porn too.” My face must have been a picture. I wanted to stare at the screen, pull out my fast hardening cock and wank.
Amanda handed me her beer to hold, unzipped her jeans and pulled them down and off. She wore a white pair of knickers with lace patterns; they looked really wet already. Taking the beer back she said, “Go on, get comfortable.” I unzipped, stood and dropped my jeans and pants. Sitting down I yanked off my trainers, socks and the crumpled jeans and pants, and sat back naked from the waist down.
My cock, I was surprised and a little shy to find, had somehow nervously shrunken back again. The film played on. I hardly noticed it. Amanda had my cock in her hand and was sitting up against me. I put a hand up under her top cupping a braless boob. I thought she had also been braless yesterday, not like her at all.
“So tell me about Monday, about how it all ended.” I don’t know why I said it. I wanted to know, but did not want to upset Amanda.
“Ohh, it didn’t end on that Monday, no, it didn’t end…”
I felt my mouth suddenly dry and my heart racing. “OK, tell me. Is it bad? Did he get into trouble?”
Amanda wiggled back against the settee, and turned towards me a little. “OK, I’ll tell you, but don’t interrupt and don’t judge me, and don’t get mad.” She kept her hand on my soft cock and began to speak.
“All weekend I thought about that Friday. Really I knew getting in the car was a bad idea. Or should I say I knew what was coming. The other two girls were also regularly lifted onto the lockers. The other guy in front was also often there when they did. The more I thought about it, the less mad I was. I even started to wish I had been less drunk to enjoy it more.”
“Oh, don’t get me wrong, I’ve had lifts home from the social with men, getting a lift after a late night, plenty of times. A fair few times we ended up in the park. So many of the older or married men just seem to need a bit of fun, a fumble and a blow job. Some take it all the way. Yes, I think I’m generally known as a safe bet.”
By now my cock was almost climbing back inside me.
“On Monday I wanted to tell Leslie what had happened, but she was off somewhere in the factory. I got to my desk and about an hour later Tony called my phone and asked me to come straight to his office. I guessed I was going to be sacked, and slowly made my way there.
“Tony had rippled glass in his office and door, and so many cabinets and charts, you could not see in. I knocked and he asked me to enter. ‘Turn the sign round,” he said. He had a Do Not Disturb sign and everyone knew to stay well away when it was turned.
“Tony was sitting behind his desk, a big old fashioned one with a worn leather top surrounded by family pictures. A set of drawers down each side and a ‘belly drawer’ across the middle. The belly drawer was pulled out fully with his hands underneath. Tony smiled and said, ‘You never said thank you on Friday.’ That took me totally by surprise.
“I..er..I..you….” I didn’t know what to say. “What did you want to see me for?” I managed to mumble.
“Tony spoke in his normal very calm way. ‘To make sure we are all good.’ The relief that a sacking did not seem likely flooded over me. Tony was always a decent guy, smiled, said hello, bought a drink at the social, and seemed trustworthy.
“I managed to say something like, ‘I’m all good, yes, thank you.’ Somehow the whole Friday evening had been waived aside and forgotten. I was relieved, to be honest.
“Tony smiled. ‘That’s very good to hear. Now I have a little something I think you can help me with.’ He beckoned me with one hand to approach around his desk.
“As I did so he slowly pushed the belly drawer closed and I could see his bare legs. He was slowly rubbing his cock with the other hand. It looked shiny and wet. The sight of it, in the office, such a blatant act, somehow sent a thrill through me. I just stared and felt my hand almost on autopilot reaching out.
“Tony rolled his chair back. ‘No, no, get under the desk.’ He pointed down in front of him. I don’t know why I did not just turn and walk away, but I crawled under the desk and he rolled forward again. He must have pulled the drawer out as it went dark under there.
“I leant forward and just took his cock in my mouth. I think I was just so relieved to not be sacked. I started to suck and wank him. I felt Tony grab both sides of my face with his hands. He started moving my mouth up and down on his cock, gripping me, fucking my face.
“I let go with my hand and let him guide me. My hand dropped and found its way under my skirt to press the front of my knickers, a little damp. It felt good. Luckily his cock was small enough to be easy and not even long enough to gag me, though he really tried.
“Tony was thrusting at me, as much as also moving my mouth, definitely face fucking, using me. I could taste salty pre-cum and knew he would cum soon. I did not hear the door knock, but Tony suddenly held my head still. His hard cock deep in my mouth. ‘Come in.’ he said.
“I held my breath. Oh shit, shit, shit, how did I get into this situation?
‘Good morning Mister Robbins,’ “I heard Tony say, dead calm.
‘You asked me to come down a little after ten for a staff review.’
“Mister Robbins, is one of the directors at work, I think he is the HR director. I had never met him, but had seen him at the social club some times. I closed my eyes, and waited for Tony to send him away.
‘Oh, yes, sorry. I’m just finishing something off. Can you give me two minutes?’
‘Shall I come back?’ Mister Robbins sounded so posh. ‘Oh God, yes, go away, please,’ “I thought to myself.
“Tony replied, as cool as a cucumber, ‘No, please stay. You can probably help I think.’ With that Tony began to move my mouth up and down again. He began slowly pushing his chair back from his desk. Forcing me to walk forward on my hands and knees, out into the open.
“Tony picked up speed, the salty pre cum taste got stronger and a minute later he came. He really came a lot, it felt like he had saved up for weeks. Spurting strongly, my mouth completely filled as he pulled slowly away. ‘Don’t you dare make a mess,’ he said. I looked up my mouth brim full of hot cum and saw both of them smiling back at me.
“Tony spoke first. ‘This is Amanda, I think she is ready to take on additional duties, and be awarded a new pay grade.’ Tony rolled further back and pulled up his trousers as he stood off of his chair. Stepping aside, he indicated for Mister Robbins to take his place. Mister Robbins dropped his trousers, sat down and rolled towards me. He had a longer, thicker cock, already rising up. I just had time to swallow once, and him into my mouth.
“Mister Robbins said, ‘Ohh how lovely. Nice and warm and creamy.’ He too took hold of my face and began to use me. His cock banging the back of my mouth, touching my throat, nearly gagging. He went as fast as Tony and soon I tasted cum for the second time, not so much, saltier too.
“Mister Robbins pulled back, and while fastening his trousers said, ‘I agree, I shall make sure HR know. Tell me, who recommended her?’”
Amanda looked at me. My cock had been rock hard ever since she had begun sucking Tony. “This is the bit that took me by surprise,” she said. “Tony said it had been Leslie who said he should try me, she got them to add me to the locker game.”
Amanda carried on with the story. “Tony asked, ‘Is there something you would like to say?’ He and Mr Robbins looked at me, Tony raised his eyebrows. ‘Thank you.’ I said, as I stood up from under the desk. I could taste cum all the time. I licked my lips hoping none was running over my face.
“What for?” Tony asked with a smile.
“For the new pay grade?”
“And…..”
“And for letting me, er, help you?”
“Tony laughed, they both did a little. ‘That’s better, always be polite, you can go,” Tony said. I made my way back to my desk. Leslie was three desks away. In half an hour we shared a fifteen minute break. I told her all about Friday, that morning, and asked her what she had said about me.”
The video was still playing. I had not noticed or seen any of it for a while. Amanda pressed off on the remote.
“I can feel that you seem to like hearing about the scrapes I got into. I have never told anyone else about it, and it feels good to get it off my chest.”
“It turns me on a lot,” I said. “For a little while it used to make me sad. Now it really turns me on, hearing about your past. I’ve even played with myself thinking about what you told me last week.”
I moved down off of the settee to kiss my way up Amanda’s legs. I really love doing this, ending up licking her pussy and then orgasms and fucking. I reached her knickers, soaking wet and a strong scent. “Wow you are so turned on.” I eased my fingers into the sides of them, and pulled them down and off. Before I could return to licking and kissing, Amanda pulled me up onto her.
“I just want you inside me. I need a good fuck, and I need to cum and have you inside me.”
I didn’t need any more encouragement and she guided me into her. I felt no resistance at all, so wet, so slippery, it felt amazing. My cock was straining, I was so hard and turned on. She pulled me close and started talking a little dirty. ‘Fuck me, fuck me, faster, come on, fuck, fuck, come in me, fuck me.’ It didn’t take long for me to cum. I held myself deep inside until I was empty, and slowly pulled out. Cum ran out, cum all over my cock, I don’t think I had ever cum so much. Amanda turned around and swallowed my softening cock and licked and sucked me dry.
We cleaned up, sponged some cum off the floor, and got dressed. Amanda made coffee and while we drank Leslie came home, all smiles and hellos. Leslie I guessed would be about thirty, about the same build and height as Amanda, with short blonde hair, and still very attractive.
She made her way through to her bedroom, and a few minutes later re-appeared in pyjamas. ‘Oh no,’ I thought to myself, she looks so hot like that. She grabbed a glass of water and squeezed onto the settee next to me. I sat there between them, trying not to look at Leslie.
Leslie picked up the remote and flicked on the TV. ‘Oh, you’ve been watching videos. What did you watch?’
Amanda replied, “Just one of your pornos, but we were too distracted to watch.”
‘Do you want to borrow some?’ Leslie turned to me. ‘I can guarantee you will find something you like.’ There was a tone or a dare in her voice.
“Leslie…” Amanda gave her friend a look, a ‘stop it’ kind of look. We made our excuses and left and I set off to drive Amanda home.
Amanda told me as we drove along, that Leslie was surprised it had taken Tony so long to approach her. That Leslie had been doing things with Tony and a group of guys for the last three years. That Leslie had told Tony a lot of the things Amanda had confided to her about boyfriends and the things she had done and tried.
I wondered how I’d react next time I met Leslie. She also told me that the other two women who got put on top of the lockers were also involved with Tony and his little operation. When I dropped Amanda off, we agreed for me to pick her up the following evening from her parents, and I drove away.
