High Rise Exhibitionist Ch. 40

Her wide smile and the sparkle in those sexy gray-green eyes confirmed that she liked my answer.

"How would you like me to dress Thursday evening?" she asked.

"Oh, I'll let you surprise me," I answered knowing that whatever she wore would cause my cock to rise.

I was nearly finished with my laundry as Staci changed hers over to a dryer and as I placed mine in my laundry bag said, "I'm looking forward to being with you again hun."

She grinned and said, "Get plenty of rest between now and Thursday."

I gave her a wink, then turned leaving her alone to finish her laundry.

As I rode the elevator up to my floor I thought about the upcoming week, my sexual dance card was full until Friday. I was fairly certain that Kay would need some lovin' when I showed up Monday to set up the camera and to be totally honest I am looking forward to enjoying Ginger's company once again, her sultry demeanor and sexy body always turn me on but the anticipation of fucking her tight, young daughter less than twenty-four hours later adds to my excitement. If having those three sexy women pleasure me wasn't enough, I now could look forward to Staci rockin' my world toward the end of the week. I could make it a five for five-week if I talked Fran about joining me for happy hour after work. I'd have to wait until tomorrow morning to see how interested Fran might be in that and what plans Kevin Richmond might have for next weekend, but I might also need a break from all that hot pussy and decide to take Friday night off.

I turned in with the knowledge that the upcoming four days would remain as one of the highlights of my life.

*******

"Morning Janice, how was your weekend," I said to our receptionist as I walked toward her desk.

She looked up from her computer and replied, "Same as every other weekend, way too short."

"Nothing exciting happened," I asked.

She kind of smiled and answered, "If getting caught up on laundry qualifies as exciting, then I had one hell of an exciting weekend."

I instantly was reminded of the excitement I had last evening when the sassy Staci was wiggling her cute little ass on my lap in the laundry room. "Anything going on here today?" I asked rather than exploring the excitement of washing clothes.

"Mr. Richmond apparently got back late last night and called earlier saying he'd be taking the day off," Janice announced.

"Okay, so if there's anything I can help with let me know," I replied letting her know I could cover for Richmond if necessary.

"Thanks, Allen," she said as I turned to head toward my work station.

I had noticed Fran's car in the parking lot and since they would have gotten back at the same time, I wasn't buying the story, he had given Janice.

After doing all the mundane things you do when first getting to the office, I grabbed my coffee mug and headed for the lunchroom filled it, then decided to take a walk by Fran's office. I stopped in the doorway and said, "Morning Francine," to get her attention.

She looked up from the papers she was already deep into and smiled widely at me. "Hey Allen," she said.

Fran looked stunning this morning, her shoulder-length brunette hair was curled to perfection and her make-up was impeccable, a light blue eye shadow that enhanced her crystal-clear blue eyes and a soft shade of pink lip gloss highlighted her sensual lips. Sitting behind her desk I could only tell that she was wearing a white satin blouse which was conservatively buttoned not allowing any of her soft cleavage to show.

"Have a seat Allen," Fran said.

"I guess you heard that Kevin called off today," I said.

"Janice was on the phone with him when I came in this morning. She made a snide remark that she was surprised I made it in today after hanging up with him," Fran remarked.

"So, how'd the weekend go?" I asked.

She smiled, then said, "I guess I wore him out."

"Details Fran, give me all the juicy details," I quickly said.

Fran stood up and walked around her desk, then leaned against the edge. Her dark blue pencil skirt fit snuggly around her shapely thighs; below the dark nylons and stiletto heels added to her sensual allure today.

"I have so much to tell you Allen, how about we take an extended lunch today so I'll be able to speak openly about the whole weekend," Fran suggested.

"I'm good with that," I replied knowing that in a private setting Fran would be more likely to provide me with all the spicy details and loosen up the conservative opening of her satin blouse.

"Can you get freed up by eleven-thirty?" she asked.

"Absolutely," I quickly answered.

As I stood up Fran pushed off the edge of her desk with both hands and took a step toward me, she smiled and with a sexy toss of her hair softly said, "I need your big, hard juicy cock, Allen."

She turned and started back around her desk, the sexy split of her pencil skirt revealing more of her shapely legs and seamed stockings. God, she looked hot today, I couldn't wait to hear about her weekend with Kevin.

"See you later," I said as she settled back down on her office chair.

Fran just smiled.

Since Fran's promotion, she is no longer responsible to complete the weekly sales report, a task that Kevin reassigned to Judy Adams who has been with Harper Apparel for a couple of years. Judy is a dedicated employee but the exact opposite of Fran in her appearance. I estimate her weight at over two hundred pounds and her wardrobe is designed to hide that fact. She has a no-nonsense approach to make-up and wears her hair short and straight at all times. While Fran's walk could be best described as a saunter, Judy's looks more like a waddle and that's the vision I got as I returned to my desk.

"I have last week's sales report ready for you Mr. Goodman," she said as I reached my chair.

"Thanks, Judy, just leave it in my inbox," I said not even looking at her.

She kind of tossed the report onto my paperwork but didn't immediately move away.

"Is there something else," I asked looking up at her.

Her long pause told me she was contemplating what she wanted to say. Finally, after what seemed like minutes but was only a few seconds Judy asked, "Did you see Marge's replacement today?"

"Are you talking about Ms. Phillips," I replied rather sternly.

"Yes, I followed her into the building this morning and I'd have to say that she dresses like such a harlot," Judy said.

I sensed more than a little jealousy in her tone of voice and wondered why she'd bring her feelings up to me. I turned my chair so I was facing her and said, "Judy, let me give you a little advice. You need to keep your opinions about other employees to yourself."

"I'm sorry Mr. Goodman, I just think that the way she flaunts herself around here is totally inappropriate," she answered.

"You're certainly entitled to your opinion, but like I said you need to keep it to yourself," I again said.

"Janice told me that the only reason she got promoted is because she's having an affair with Mr. Richmond," she remarked.

I was beginning to get more than a little perturbed with her and very sternly said, "Both you and Janice need to stop spreading rumors if you want to keep your jobs." Hoping she'd get back to her job I added, "Just do your job Judy and don't worry about other employees." I knew that if Kevin found out these two are spreading rumors about, he and Fran they'd be terminated immediately.

She finally let it go and headed across the office to her workstation. I'd have to give Fran a heads up about the two new office gossips.

About eleven-twenty my text alert went off, it was from Fran asking, "Are you getting hungry?"

I replied, "Yes, but we shouldn't leave together."

I hoped she understood why since Janice would be watching her every move and she replied, "Okay I understand, why don't you leave first."

As I was leaving, I stopped at Janice's desk and told her, "I'm going to grab some lunch and then make a couple sales calls, if anything pressing comes up give me a call on my cell phone."

"Will do Allen," she replied.

I waited outside the building for Fran and when she walked through the door I said, "We need to be careful about who sees us together, I'll explain during lunch. Let's take separate cars to Russo's."

"Meet you there shortly," Fran replied.

Five minutes later Fran and I were being escorted to an out of the way booth near the back of Russo's Italian Bistro. She slipped her navy-blue blazer off and tossed it on the seat before sliding into the booth.

"What was that all about?" Fran asked.

"Well, first of all, I want to tell you that I'm really mad at you," I said with a smile on my lips.

She looked a little confused and asked, "What did I do?"

I continued smiling as I explained, "You took a promotion and left me with Judy Adams."

Fran laughed, then replied, "She's a hard worker, I'm sure she'll fit right into the sales department."

"I'm not sure anyone else could fit into the space once she's inside," I remarked with a shit-eating grin on my face.

"Oh my, Allen Goodman that's a very sexist remark," Fran replied.

"Sex is the last thing that comes to mind when Judy approaches my desk, unlike when you used to stroll up to it," I admitted.

Fran grinned, leaned forward and unbuttoned the top two buttons of her white satin blouse providing me with a partial view of her full cleavage, then asked, "Are you saying that every time I approached your workstation you were thinking about sex with me?"

"Every single time," I instantly replied.

Her grin changed to a wide smile and those crystal blue eyes sparkled as she answered, "Good, because I was thinking the same thing."

"So, you can see why I'm upset with you, I'm missing my favorite workplace fantasy," I answered.

Fran was obviously in a mood to tease because she began a rapid-fire line of questions, "So, you wouldn't want to strip Judy down to the waist and fuck those big, floppy tits?"

"NO!" I instantly replied.

"And I suppose you wouldn't want to bend her over your desk, flip her long skirt up over her back and slam your big, thick cock into her fat ass from behind?"

"Absolutely not!" I answered.

"I'll bet you'd let her get down on her knees and suck that big, beautiful, rock-hard cock until you fill her mouth with some rich, thick cum?" Fran asked.

I smiled at her and said, "Well perhaps, but only because I could close my eyes and imagine it was your mouth that was sucking me off."

She just grinned knowing I can't resist having my cock sucked.

"Judy told me she thinks you're a harlot for the way you dress at work and also that the way you flaunt your body around the office is totally inappropriate," I said.

Fran smiled again, then said, "Judy Adams can go fuck herself."

"Now that Marge is gone, I think Judy and Janice have taken over the duties as office gossips," I said.

"I agree," Fran replied.

"So, we need to be cautious around them both," I suggested.

"I could just tell Kevin that they are both spreading rumors about our affair and he'd terminate them in an instant," Fran suggested.

I knew she was right, but somehow, I could see Judy bringing a wrongful termination suit against Harper Apparel. Wanting to direct our conversation to why we were having lunch, I said, "Speaking of the devil, tell me how your weekend with Mr. Richmond went."

Fran leaned back against the seat and said, "He's a completely different man away from the office."

"Really," I answered knowing Fran would expand on that statement.

"You remember I told him that once we got on the road, I was going to suck him off while he was driving," she recalled.

"I do, did he enjoy a fifty-five mile per hour blowjob?" I asked.

"It never happened, when I reached for his crotch, he stopped my hand and told me we'd have time for that later," she said.

I thought it odd that Kevin Richmond would turn down any blowjob even if he'd have to concentrate on driving while blowing his load in Fran's mouth.

Fran smiled and continued her story, "All the way to the conference Kevin talk continuously about sex. How he enjoyed fucking me so much more than his boring wife, and how he loves when I dress like a slut. He did mention that dressing that way in the office isn't good, but away from work it's a huge turn-on for him."

"So, what happened when you got to the hotel?" I asked.

Fran paused for a moment, then said, "Once we checked in and got to our room, I figured we'd be fucking right away, but he asked me to change into more conservative clothes because we were going to have dinner with the CEO of another company."

"That's Kevin, business before pleasure always," I remarked.

"He watched me as I changed and asked me to wear sexy lingerie under my pants suit so he could think about undressing me after dinner," Fran said.

"How was dinner?" I asked.

"Kevin was a perfect gentleman during our meal, complimenting his counterpart's wife often and occasionally touching me lightly on the arm," she explained.

I laughed and said, "He was just playing the part."

"After dinner, Kevin suggested we spend some time in the lounge, he actually asked me to dance with him and continued playing the perfect gentleman," Fran said.

"Okay so at some point you did go back to your room," I said.

"We sure did, and as I expected he did a complete turnaround, he couldn't wait to get my clothes off and instructed me to get on my knees and get his cock hard," she said.

"That's the Kevin I know," I replied.

Fran paused again, I assumed she was about to relate how they fuck. "After his cock was fully erect, he told me to lay down on my back and spread my legs open for him. He mounted me missionary and sank his hard cock balls deep inside my wet cunt, it took him less than three minutes to cum, filling me with his thick load."

"Really Fran," I said.

"Yes, and after he finished, he flopped off me and fell asleep, he couldn't care less about my wants and needs," Fran said.

"That sucks hun," I replied.

"That's how the entire weekend went he acted like a perfect gentleman when we were out of the room, and once we were alone, he fucked me fast, emptied his balls and went to sleep," Fran explained.

"You must have been so frustrated," I remarked.

Fran laughed and said, "The only orgasm I had the entire weekend was when I showered and fingered myself."

Knowing her weekend with Kevin was a bust I seized the opportunity and said, "So you need a long, hard fuck."

"You have no idea, it got to the point that I began fantasizing about your big, rock-hard cock Allen. I can barely remember the last time I had it in me," Fran admitted.

I thought for a moment, then suggested, "We should plan on doing happy hour this Friday."

Fran smiled and said, "I was hoping you'd be able to give me some lovin' sooner, but I suppose I can hold off until Friday."

I didn't go into why I couldn't fuck her sooner. "I only suggested happy hour Friday because we don't have to worry about getting to work the next day. If I'm going to satisfy you the way I want to it could get rather late and we'll have Saturday morning for more of the same," I explained.

Fran slid her hand across the table and covered mine as she said, "It'll be so nice to be with a man who has my wants and needs in mind instead of someone who just wants to use my body for his pleasure."

"I know what you need and I'm the guy to who can provide for your desires," I replied.

"What I need is a man who will drive me insane with his mouth," Fran said as she squeezed my hand firmly.

"I'm that man," I answered.

She smiled and continued, "I need a man who fills my hot cunt with his big, hard cock and gives me a long, slow comfortable fuck."

I'm your man," I replied.

Fran pulled her hand back, opened another button and spread her blouse open wider showing off her soft cleavage and the lacy top of her bra as she said, "I want a man who has the staying power to fuck these big, soft tits, tickle my tonsils with his wide cock head, pound my tight asshole and finally burn my flesh with his load of hot, thick cum."

I smiled knowing that she was describing everything that Kevin Richmond isn't and replied, "That's me."

"I know you're that man Allen, you proved it in the past. I can't wait to be your Friday night girlfriend," Fran said.

As we left Russo's I reminded Fran, "Janice will be keeping track of when you get back from lunch. I'm going to knock off this afternoon since I told her I was going to make some sales calls after I grabbed lunch."

"Until we meet on Friday night, that's all I be thinking about. I wish I could get away this afternoon and have you give me a quick preview of our happy hour," Fran said.

Once we reached her car, I placed my hands on her hips and pinned her against the driver's door pressing my loins against hers. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, Fran's tongue slipped between mine and I gently sucked on it. "I'll have lots more for you Friday," I said after our kiss ended.

I moved back so she could open the door and as she slipped into the driver's seat said, "I'm counting on it, Allen."

To be continued...