Abby and the CEO Ch. 06

"Pussy, then. I had your ass yesterday morning, didn't I?" I nodded, rose, sat up on his desktop, and lay back with my knees and feet raised, my messy pussy exposed and opened for him. He stood, let his pants drop to his feet, and guided his cock to my pussy, up and down my slit to coat the tip, then to my hole where he pressed forward. He slid several inches in, pulled back, then pressed nearly all of his 11 inches into me, my well used pussy giving him plenty of lubrication and loosening. Even with the previous fucking, though, his cock opened me more and I moaned at the feeling of his cock filling me. As he began slowly fucking me with long strokes, "Kind of obscene, isn't it? Talking so casually about which of your holes I would fill this time?" His eyes were watching me as he continued to use long, smooth, and easy strokes of his cock into me. I continued to moan, relishing in the feeling. He leaned over, kissed each nipple, then kissed my lips and our tongues probed each other's mouths.

He became more urgent in his fucking. Minutes later he was slamming into me harder and faster. My body shook with each impact of his hips into mine. My breasts moved wildly on my chest. I looked into his eyes which were fixed on mine. I squeezed my vaginal muscles, using the practice of holding Ben Wa balls inside and squeezing on them as if using a stress-relieving ball in the hand. He sighed and moaned as I squeezed, released, and squeezed. His face was past smiling, though, fully intent on the pleasure that was rising higher and higher within him. Me, too. His cock felt sooooo good. But he HAD to cum. That was the reason for the clenching of my muscles. My pleasure wouldn't be complete if he didn't cum, too.

I felt his cock swell inside me, twitch and jerk, and pulse as his cum rose through his shaft and my back arched as my orgasm crashed through me at the feeling of his climax beginning. I gasped and moaned and pleaded with him to fill me with his cum, something that was irreversible by the moment the words fell from my mouth. He rammed hard and deep into me, our pelvises crushing together, and his cum shot hot and thick into my pussy.

He leaned over me, my arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him tight against my body. I needed his body against me, even his clothed upper body against my nakedness... I needed it. We kissed, we panted, we gasped at the last remnants of our orgasms ebbed from our bodies.

Only then did we realize the time. I needed to hurry to be dressed and off the floor by the time the workers were scheduled to bring furniture and equipment for assembling my new office. I rushed to my old desk as he began pulling himself together. I took a quick shower, bypassing makeup, and was padding barefoot to the stall I use when he came out of the office area. As I finished drying, he stood nearby.

"Everything okay, sir?"

"Absolutely beautiful... wonderful." I smiled. "Abby... this past weekend..."

I jumped in, "The past weekend was wonderful, sir."

"Samantha really likes you. She had a lot of fun and VERY much enjoyed the times you two had. She worried, though, she inserted herself too much in something that is a company situation."

I turned to him in stockings, thong, and bra. I considered him. He was serious. I stepped up to him, reached up on tip-toes, and lightly kissed him on the lips. "Sir, would you give that to Mrs. C for me? Please tell her that she is special, I felt it immediately. Do you know she warned me you were going to offer the position to me?" He shook his head. "Or, that she convinced me to accept it?" Another shake. "As I told you, I was afraid to apply because of my limited experience but she argued the job would be more about who you could trust and work with than experience. She argued that I had already shown I was that person. I accepted her comments because for her to have any knowledge of what had transpired between us had to come from you. I am inspired and emboldened by the obvious love and respect in your relationship. That was why I accepted. I trusted her opinion and your sharing with her. I mean, I would be the woman who would be naked with you all day and be fucking and sucking you. How could I argue with a wife who trusted her man like that? Then, I felt she and I bonded. I truly like her as a person independent of your wife or the wife of my boss. Tell her, sir."

The next morning I was curious to see what they had done for me for a workspace. It was going to be a day like no others but I arrived early, quickly stripped to heels. I purposely left the stockings off. There was no pretense today. Today, I was just a toy for the office. I walked directly to Mr. C's corner and found a larger than normal, gleaming, hardwood desk with executive chair and a guest chair on the side. The desk was backed up to the frosted glass wall of his office just to the side of the doorway. On the desk was a desktop computer, laptop, tablet, and new smartphone. I couldn't imagine needing so much connectivity. There was also an office phone. One of the lights was blinking. The message light. I picked up the handset, hoping this phone would function like the one I had on the other desk. I pushed the button to retrieve messages. 'You have one new message... blah, blah.' Another button, 'Abby, dear, this is Samantha. Joe just told me after we made love what you told him and...' a giggle '... what your day was like and what tomorrow... well today when you get this... will be like. I do hope you won't be too sore.' Another giggle. I do enjoy those innocent giggles. 'I want to thank you, dear. Not just for what you told him but for accepting the position. I just know you're a perfect fit... oh, no...' another giggle '... oh... you know what I mean.' I put the handset down smiling.

I heard a muffled 'ding' of the elevator and looked over. It was still early. I saw Ms. Benson and Mr. Peterson exit along with the floor IT guy. I saw the two executives move to the right down the changing area toward the showers and sinks. Interesting, so she has clothed men talking to her as she gets undressed, too. The IT guy, Jeff, dropped his case at his desk at the front, digging out a few items, and bee-lining it to me.

His eyes scanned my nakedness as I stood behind the new desk, something all women on the floor quickly became very used to and desensitized us to when men look at us outside the office in the process.

"Morning, Abby."

"Jeff."

"Mr. Cornell said you usually get in early so I took a chance you would today, too." He scanned the desk. "I was surprised everything came in yesterday. I got it all setup for you last night but there are a few things we need to go over."

I nodded. Besides looking he always seemed kind of shy, maybe a 'tech-guy' personality thing. I had made a point of approaching and availing myself to him, as a result, and it seemed to relax him around me even if he still couldn't quite bring himself to approach me for sex. So, I made the move myself, again.

"You know what's happening today, right?" He nodded, maybe a bit embarrassed. He was being professional and I destroyed that focus. "Will you be my first?" He looked at me questioningly. "If you need to show me things..." I pointed to my chair. He looked at the chair, my nakedness, and finally my eyes. I stopped him as he began moving to the chair, opened his belt and pants, then settled him in the chair. He was already hard. No surprise there. I always felt he walked around with a hard-on, not having the confidence to approach one of the naked women he worked around which was why I went out of my way for him. Mary had started doing the same after she asked about it. He didn't need the extra stimulation but I knelt down and began licking and sucking his cock. I was familiar with how my body reacted here, that my pussy lubricated the moment I entered the elevator off the lobby. But, even so, sucking him would provide a bit more lubrication for initial penetration for the day.

He was quickly moaning as I sucked his cock deep into my mouth. I pulled my mouth off, stood to kiss him on the lips, turned around to reach between my legs, and settled my pussy over his cock. He gasped as the head made penetration and my warm, moist pussy enveloped his cock. After a couple up and down motions, I was sitting on his thighs. With our joint effort, we awkwardly rolled the chair up to the desk, just that action of movement causing him to gasp. I might need to pay attention so he lasts through the time he needed to explain things.

It was pretty weird. Always before sex in the office had been a focus on that activity separated from work activity. This time, I rose and fell over his cock as he talked, reached around me to use the mouse or touch pad to show me something, having me input passwords and recording them separately for inclusion in a locked file on my smartphone later. All this was happening as more and more people were arriving in the office including Mr. C who smiled widely as he recognized how I was being trained. I learned the PC and the laptop were fully synced so regardless of which I was using it would be same documents updated when they were both connected to the network. The tablet could be synced to just those documents were needed on it at any time. My new smartphone would be connected to Mr. C's so we would share calendar, reminders, and phone calls as he wished.

Jeff was the first to cum inside me but not the source of my first orgasm. After he left with quite a pleased look about him, I stepped into Mr. C's office. "Sir?" He was on the phone but waved me in. He got off the phone in somewhat of a hurry on seeing me. "Sir, I was wondering... this is all so new... should I knock or... what?"

He chuckled, "Abby, you are my life line from now on. You are synced to my life here in the office, right?" I nodded. "No knocking." He thought for a moment. "Okay... maybe if the door is closed. But how often does that happen?"

"Not often, sir."

"Here at the office you are my connection, my stability, the one I am really going to lean on and rely on. Here, you are going to be like Samantha is for me at home."

I blushed, "Sir... I'm not sure Mrs. C would appreciate that analogy."

"Bull. It happens to be what she predicted last night when we talked about you."

"How much do you tell her, sir?"

"Samantha? About you? Everything. We have no secrets, Abby. I don't want you thinking that something happening here should be kept from her." He paused as his eyes travelled over my body. If it didn't happen dozens of times a day, I might blush. "By the way, Samantha wants a call from you tonight. You have her cell number, right?" I nodded. "When I asked, she told me to mind my own business that it was 'girl talk'. I hope you don't mind. I think she might be a bit concerned about how you hold up today. And, to that point..." he pointed out into the large office space. I nodded, took a breath, pinched each nipple to return them to erect, and turned to the door.

I stepped out of his office, looking longingly at my new desk I might not see much of all day, then became very aware of the people looking my way. Mostly men, of course. The women were more discrete, probably because they too felt what it was like to have leering eyes riveted on them periodically. What a strange way to work, but strangely it did work.

The closest one, of course, got my attention immediately. He was one of the senior members of the group and he waved to the side at someone. I glanced over and knew immediately. These two had double penetrated me numerous times since I gave up my ass and it became known I actually enjoyed anal. The one I was close to grabbed a visitor chair without arms, lowered his pants and sat down. He was already hard. No surprise, these two probably had this planned since arriving and had been texting about it ever since. Since I was already naked and very ready after fucking Jeff without cumming, I straddled him, eased his cock into my ready pussy and began fucking him while his friend made his way to us from the other side. When he arrived, I leaned into the one I was fucking, reached behind and spread my ass cheeks. How lady-like could that look? Before I felt cock, his finger spread cool lubrication gel over my asshole and pressed inside. These guys knew the drill so I hadn't been concerned but it did remind me to retrieve my own tube from my bag before wandering too far.

As his cock pressed against my asshole, I gasped as my sphincter began to stretch. Like yesterday, it spoke to how constricting the sphincter was. After taking Mr. C in the ass several times over the weekend, it still was a tight fit for any cock trying to enter... at least so far.

As his cock pushed past the sphincter, the other guy gasped and groaned at the feeling of tightening of my pussy around him. I put my hand back to hold the one in my ass for a moment so the muscles could adjust, then released him. When they both began fucking me, the one in pussy being the more restricted, I quickly rose in arousal. As they fucked in and out of my two adjoining holes, my mind wandered to an obscene thought... what would it be like to be double penetrated with one of them being Mr. C's big cock? I pushed the fantasy away to focus on these two. And, they were good. I remained essentially immobile while they did the fucking. Two cocks sawing in and out of chambers separated by a thin membrane of tissue. The stimulation of nerve ending in ass and pussy were shooting back and forth between the two and by other nerves to my clit and the connected g-spot. I love being fucked. I love anal. And, double penetration stimulates me like I never imagined.

In moments, another cock appeared. My face had sagged on the one guy's shoulder when I felt something on my cheek. I turned numbly to find a cock head inches away. My mouth opened without consideration to accept the cock pressing at me. The time with Jeff had been casual and easy, now this. From a casual fuck to air-tight. I felt hands on my breasts, soft hands, female hands, but the person was behind my head.

The guy in my ass came first and the one in my mouth pulled out to take his place. I turned my head to the woman fondling my breast. The woman who wasn't picked for Mr. C's PA position. She leaned down to my ear and whispered, "I applied for the position because I thought I should, not because I really wanted it. I was relieved when you got it. It was too intimidating. I don't know how you do it. I know you will do great." She leaned down and kissed me. "Come find me. I'd love to 69 with you." I smiled as I was being pummeled by these guys and nodded.

Then I heard, "I feel the same way." I turned to find the guy. "Congratulations, Abby." He then pressed his cock to my lips. I opened them and was air-tight, again.

I orgasmed just before the guy in my pussy. My orgasmic convulsing pussy may have set him off. He remained in place as the guy in my ass continued to fuck me and in the process remained semi-hard. When the guy in my ass came, the second in my ass, he pulled out and I stood off the other cock. The one who had been in my mouth pulled me several desks away and bent me over his desk to penetrate me from behind. A woman I only recognized was already lying on it with her legs open. I braced myself on the edge of the desk and lowered my mouth to her exposed pussy with the guy fucking into me. I licked and sucked her pussy and clit then added fingers to probe her pussy and stimulate her g-spot and clit as the cock in my own pussy was ramming into me. The guy leaned over me to capture a swinging breast to maul and to twist the nipple. The woman climaxed as I sucked on her clit while furiously strumming her g-spot with two fingers in her pussy. Soon after, the guy dumped his cum into my pussy. I was so close to orgasm I believed I was going to join them but just as I felt it rise to the peak, he pulled out.

With a frustrated moan of disappointment, I stood and looked for the next. I was tempted to strum my own pussy to cum but resisted. My eyes look for the next fuck and he was right in front of me. A young man I only casually knew stood up. He did something quite different, he led me to an open area and lay on the floor after lowering his pants. He was already hard and I began to think this might be the way of the day. I straddled him on the floor without hesitation, sinking down over his cock easily with the cum already coating me. I began rising and dropping over him intent on his climax and my own. I was curious how many orgasms might be possible but I also anticipated I might lose track quickly. I was focused on fucking him, my head down in that focus, when suddenly someone was in front of me and it wasn't pushing a cock into my face which was the surprise. Mary was right in front of me and she leaned toward me and kissed me with intensity. I looked down and she was, obviously, sitting over the man's face.

She smiled broadly when we broke the kiss, "You're right again, no reason why we naked females can't push our desires, too." She was rubbing her pussy over the man's face. I laughed. This was so not Mary. She added, "I'm going to miss you so much."

As I continued to fuck up and down, I took her face in my hands and kissed her. Then, "I'm not that far away. But...what I would really like, Mary... call me. Be more than a work friend. We don't have to be just the office." Hugged me tight as she continued to grind her pussy into the man's mouth. What a way to firm up a friendship.

The morning continued that way, just as Mr. C had envisioned it. Two more pussy eating, another double penetration, and two more pussies and it was close enough to noon to call for a break. Most went for lunch, anyway, either in the break room, their desks in groups, or out to a nearby cafe or restaurant. Me... I kicked off my heels and went into the showers. I cleaned up, then sank to the floor with the hot water raining down on me. I hadn't noticed her standing at the entrance to the shower room.

"Will this be too much?" Sara asked. She was dressed, ready to go out for something to eat presumably. "You want to join a few of us?"

I shook my head. "No, ma'am. Thank you, though. I have some protein bars in my bag. I appreciate it, though."

I dried off, worked my hair but skipped the makeup, found my heels, and walked into Mr. C's office. "Anything you need done before this starts up, again, sir?"

He looked up and smiled, then pointed at a chair. "Sit, Abby. Relax for a while. How are you doing? Too much?"

I chuckled. "Sara asked the same thing. No, sir. I'm discovering I have an even larger appetite for sex than I imagined. You may have unknowingly hired yourself a slut." I followed that with a nervous giggle. Was that the kind of thing you admitted to your boss even if you were fucking him?

He leaned back and studied me. "Not unknowingly, dear. Samantha and I agreed, we think it is just one of the truly charming things about you. You have an innocence that comes off you even as you may be oozing sensuality." He smiled at me. It was the same smile I found directed to his wife and me over the weekend. It was the smile that told me he like me as me and not because I was his naked personal assistant. "Or, as you just called it, slutty. This was Samantha's idea built off your comment that you couldn't be restricted. You were correct, of course. Just another thing about you, being very intuitive about people and their reactions."

"Mrs. C? Her idea for me to be gangbanged through the day? So, when I call her tonight, I can blame her for soreness."

He laughed. "Yes, you can. Of course, she might offer to come to you to provide soothing massage to your abused holes." I flushed at the mental imagery. My nipples firmed and he noticed. "She is quite taken by you, too." I blushed at how obvious my physical response had been.