It’s not exactly a small building, with forty-two floors of offices. The James and Neville Law Company spans seven of these floors with each floor consisting of offices overlooking the city and a central pool of people providing administration and research tucked away on the inside. There are perhaps twenty to thirty people per floor; so a big workforce in total.
Melissa is an office administrator, a clerk that helps one of the departments run smoothly, as she puts it. She is efficient, always well dressed, and highly sexed. Not that everyone knows that of course, but the majority of good looking men and women do, and some of them look forward to Melissa’s periods of sexual build-up because you never know what’s going to happen. Everyone has got used to Melissa and no one judges her, not anymore.
It’s no secret that Melissa loves sex. Over her three years of service, yes, I think you can call it a service, Melissa has constantly exhibited herself, teased and enticed her colleagues, been fucked over the boardroom table, and been caught giving a blowjob in the lift; a glass lift at that.
Melissa has morals because deep down she’s a really nice girl; but they are very low on her ladder of proper behavior, especially when she’s horny. Right now, Melissa is horny, and her mood range is governed by the length of time that she goes without having any sexual activity.
Yes, Melissa can go without sex, and she often does; there is no way you can describe her as a nymphomaniac. She just gets herself into a state where she has to have sex. The build-up preceding this horny state causes Melissa to find herself in a number of compromising situations. All of which she brings on herself, all of which she can’t actually control and all of which she thoroughly enjoys.
When she’s a satisfied little kitten, she’s actually quite normal and that’s how her current state started; normal chatter and a helpful character on a typical day at the office with a very slight difference.
A new student lawyer has arrived at the business and Melissa had immediately seen the potential in being naughty with him; over the first few days she studied him and slowly plotted his demise and her dominance over him. He seemed shy, but you can never be sure with new people. She had, of course, decided to build up to the seduction over a few weeks and not jump straight in.
Melissa had carefully decided on which direction she should proceed with the teasing, she even thought, at one point in a conversation with him, that he may even be gay and immune to her advances. She needed to find out a little more about Craig, and so her plan developed, slowly.
As luck would have it, Melissa’s desk was positioned just outside his office and therefore she had ample time to study his demeanor, how he treated people and what he expected from them. She did catch him looking at Angela’s bum as she left his office on one occasion and that was when gay got erased from the list of immunities. He seemed definitely interested in Angela’s posterior, and so Melissa labeled him as an ass man. She was lucky that he never saw her, watching him. Melissa thoughts cascaded to the time when she was introduced to Mathew Broderick.
Within a week of Mathew starting, Melissa’s pussy was being stretched and his cock was fucking itself into her while she was prostrate over his office desk. Her short skirt was rucked up around her waist, her tits were bare and squashed to the surface of the desk, and her bottom was poking invitingly into the air. She remembered it well and it was one of the best fucks that she had ever had in the office. Sadly, for her, Mathew left the firm after being there for only three months. Melissa hoped it wasn’t her fault for enticing him to photocopy their fuck session one evening. It was a very good image though, even she had to admit that, but leaving it in the out tray may have been a little too brazen.
It was Janice that found it the following morning; causing her to shriek to high heaven when she finally recognized what it was an image of. The boss was not amused. A few staff knew it was Melissa because of the tiny Celtic knot tattoo to the right of her clit, but the particular boss in question had not then had the pleasure of Melissa and was gunning for the culprits.
Over the coming weeks, Melissa’s state of mind slowly started to change. Her office clothes became more risky and adventurous. Her skirts became shorter, day by day; certain people in the office imagined that Melissa must have a whole wardrobe that contained skirts of all various lengths from mid-thigh to just below her pussy. Sometimes her stocking tops would be on show and at other times she wouldn’t wear any at all, especially when the skirts got ridiculously short.
There was a definite buzz in the office when Melissa’s skirts passed the stocking top limit because that would be when she decided to leave them off, usually accompanied by the removal of knickers as well. Even certain women would be salivating when Melissa’s exhibitionism hit these heights and who could blame them.
Melissa was fast approaching her knicker-less state on her build-up with Craig. She had managed to get herself onto his project as admin staff and had, over the previous weeks, re-arranged the whole filing system so that the work she was doing was located in the bottom filing cabinet. This was always one of her rules. The work that she helped with was always at the bottom.
Craig was getting the full effect of Melissa’s helpful nature, and on more than one occasion she had caught him with a sizeable bulge in his trousers, and more often than not when she recovered files from the cabinet and placed them on his desk. Her parting smile was always noticeable.
At the start of a new week, Melissa strode in to work wearing a skirt that was barely legal on a porn shoot leave alone a Law office. At one point during the day, three women, two from a different floor, were invited down to watch Melissa in Craig’s office. They pretended to work on some important files while watching her bend, retrieve and fetch the files for Craig. Melissa would often wink at them through the glass panel before returning to his desk and would even bend over the desk to give them a view as well.
Melissa knew that it was always the dykes that gathered outside on these occasions and she was more than up for it. She knew exactly what they were like because she had had two of them already.
Melissa complimented her short skirts with plunging necklines to show off her ample cleavage. More than a few people on her floor got to recognize her mood. One or two even thought that it may be their chance to fuck her senseless and looked forward to the time when she would be beside herself and they could step in and help her out.
Unfortunately for them, Melissa always had a target in her sights and this target was Craig.
It was lunchtime on Tuesday when Melissa looked through the glass panel to see Craig huff and puff and become visibly upset at an email that had popped up on his screen, a duplicate of which appeared on her monitor. It was for a boardroom conference call at six thirty that evening with a client.
Craig was a diligent worker, but there were limits and this timeframe had overstepped the mark. He was on the verge of typing a reply when Melissa entered the room to discuss the meeting; mentioning a few important issues about the client and why he should take the call and appease them.
It looked like Melissa had gotten away with it when she left as the reply that he sent mentioned the fact that he would be happy to discuss further.
It had taken Melissa a long time to convince the client that six thirty was the only time that Craig could make it and she sat there with a smug grin on her face and waited for the next six hours, plotting how the conference call would proceed.
At six in the evening, the offices had vacated almost ninety-five percent of the staff. As six thirty approached, Craig headed for one of the larger offices with a conference phone. He dialed the number and was connected to the client’s system. Introductions followed at the same time Melissa entered the room and unexpectedly dropped the three files she was carrying. After bending down to gather up the papers, the introductory pleasantries were over and Craig was listening to the client discuss the recent events that had occurred.
Craig was listening to the client, but his eyes were fixed elsewhere as he studied Melissa’s long brown legs and matching buttocks. The contents of his groin twitched hard and he could feel the tension build in his pants.
Melissa stumbled and dropped them a second time and again bent over to retrieve the papers. It looked completely natural to any outsider. Craig had to cross his legs to hide any embarrassment when Melissa made it to the table with the relevant documents. Craig stopped the client and asked them to start from the beginning once more, while he wrote down the necessary details.
Melissa sat opposite him but to one side of the table giving Craig an uninterrupted view of her whole body.
Craig looked puzzled as he watched Melissa, he knew there was something wrong but could not put his finger on it. He busied himself by writing while every now and then taking a long look at Melissa to try and establish what it was.
Melissa picked up some paper and started writing on it as she sat alongside Craig. She pushed her scribblings towards him on the table as he was speaking with the client.
‘Want to see me masturbate?’
Craig looked up at Melissa with wide eyes and an open mouth.
Melissa seductively let her tongue slip out from between her lips. Craig nodded.
Melissa retrieved the paper and wrote more words upon it.
‘With my tits exposed or covered up?’
Craig was speaking to the client when she pushed the paper towards him. Craig coughed loudly. Scribbled and pushed it back to her.
Most of the sentence that Melissa wrote had been scribbled out leaving just one important word. Melissa proceeded to unbutton and pull apart the white blouse. She cupped her gorgeous breasts and rolled her nipples between her fingers and thumbs.
She never took her eyes off Craig the whole time.
When Craig finished talking, he looked up at Melissa and watched her for a while. She eventually stopped fiddling with her tits and started writing. Craig was also busily jotting down notes when she once more pushed the paper towards him.
‘Get your cock out for me.’
Craig almost let loose a resounding No but managed to stop himself; shaking his head rapidly instead of speaking over the client.
Craig rolled his eyes and uttered the word ‘fuck’ silently in his head as he watched. He shook his head as Melissa opened her legs wide and raised her skirt around her waist. In all honesty, it didn’t have that far to travel and it was more of a statement than a need to expose her lower half.
It suddenly occurred to Craig as to what was odd about Melissa, she wasn’t wearing a bra, which meant she must have removed it before she came into the boardroom. Which meant –
Craig was writing on his notepad but not looking at how the words were being laid out. Instead, he was studying the finger that was sliding up and down over her glistening, wet and smooth pussy lips. It was only when Melissa placed one of her feet onto the table that he noticed the tattoo just to the right of her finger.
Melissa sighed, quietly, but loud enough for Craig to hear. His attention was split. Part of him was jotting down notes and replying with the statutory comments when he needed to, and part of him was mesmerized and focused on Melissa’s actions. He was caught in her headlights and had trouble moving any part of himself except one.
Craig’s cock inflated in his trousers and he couldn’t believe the scene that developed before his eyes.
Melissa pushed her fingers inside herself. Not one but two and then three fingers fucked their way deep inside her. Her other hand was playing with her breast, but that had now slid down her body, and Craig could clearly see the tip of her finger circle her clit. Her head was shaking from side to side, her voice was getting louder, but the mumbling words were not coherent enough for anyone to hear.
Melissa started to chant, and it was seconds later that Craig hit the mute button and Melissa let out a mighty loud cry of pleasure into the room. It was followed by her pulling her fingers from her cunt and lifting her bum off the seat. Melissa squirted across the floor, the desk and Craig’s notes before splattering over his shirt and trousers.
Melissa panted hard a few times before becoming quiet. Her body convulsed, shook and jerked a few times as her orgasm completed its course of action.
Craig was struck with immobility. He couldn’t move a muscle. His eyes glued to Melissa’s cunt as the remnants of her orgasm leaked from it. His hand, complete with pen, was stationary over the paper and his ears were listening to his client but not recognizing any of the words.
Craig eventually hit the mute button again and asked the client if he wouldn’t mind repeating the last few sentences. His excuse for not understanding was lame, to say the least.
Melissa smiled at him. Pulled the soggy paper from his end of the table and wrote on it.
‘Your turn!’
Craig shook his head in disbelief, hit the mute button again and told Melissa to write everything down. After restoring the sound, just in case, Craig pulled his cock from his trousers and started pulling on its length.
Melissa was writing everything from the client and staring at Craig’s cock throughout. Never taking her eyes from the action.
Craig suddenly stopped and started talking to the client. He was busy for a few minutes, but his cock stayed hard throughout as he watched Melissa insert a finger into her cunt with one hand and write with the other. Craig looked at the concentration on her face and could see the professionalism with which she wrote everything down. He put it down to the fact that she must have had a split personality; a point which Melissa would probably agree with.
After finishing his reply, the client once more started talking and Craig started wanking. This time it was faster and harder than before. Melissa was scribbling away with the pen and was surprised when Craig’s chair suddenly shot backwards.
Melissa raised her head to look at Craig and found that he was upon her. He pulled her around to face his cock and unloaded the contents of his balls all over her beautiful face. Melissa had the presence of mind to reach out for the mute button once more before Craig climaxed, even though she missed a few words while she was being covered in spunk.
After pulling the remnants of spunk from the end of his cock and smearing it across her lips, Craig suddenly reached over to the phone, pressed the mute off and acknowledged the client. The call quickly finalized and Craig assured the client that everything would be done to prevent any undue stress or financial loss.
As Craig ended the call, he watched Melissa scoop the spunk from her face and feed it into her mouth; swallowing it like relish as she licked her fingers clean.
Craig stood in front of her with a dumbfounded look on his face; his wilting cock dripping on the parquet flooring.
Melissa rose from her seat. “The client seemed happy. Be a sweetie and clean up the rest of the mess, will you?” She told him, before heading towards the door.
Craig finally closed his mouth when Melissa left the room, taking the files with her but leaving the notes on the table.
Melissa knew it was only the start of her sexual adventures, but Craig was left wondering about the gorgeous office slut that had turned him on so much, in such an erotic way and in such a short space of time.
Craig looked at the clock, the time read six fifty-three. He looked at the clock again and then down at the floor, at the mess, from him and from her.
“Melissa Evans,” he said aloud.
Craig headed for the door and was surprised to see Melissa standing just outside with a bucket and mop in one hand and cleaning cloths and fluid in the other.
“You may need these,” she said, holding out her hands. Her breasts bobbled in front of her. Her smile said it all.
“Melissa Evans, my office, first thing in the morning. Don’t be late.”
Melissa grinned.
