High Rise Exhibitionist Ch. 43

Fran and I walked across the court with our lunch in hand and sat down on a bench. She took a healthy bite of her dog and, after swallowing, said, "Earlier you mentioned I'd have other options if Richman promotes that young tart from accounting. Can you tell me what you were thinking of?" Fran asked.

"Regardless of who he promotes, he's opened himself up to a charge of sexual harassment. "I'm sure Human Resources would be interested knowing that he used his position to force you or the blonde to have sex with him to secure the promotion," I explained.

"How does that help me?" she asked.

"Get the job; it wouldn't, but you'd have the satisfaction of knowing Kevin got what he had coming. He'd either be terminated or at the very least transferred to a different branch," I remarked.

"I wouldn't want that to happen, nor would I want it to end his marriage. Kevin is a total asshole when it comes to sex, but in the long run, he's not a bad person," she replied.

"Well, hopefully, he will promote the person who is most qualified for the job," I answered.

We finished lunch, and as we walked back toward the building, Fran asked, "So, how did Kay meet this Mike guy?"

"You know she's remodeling her shop; a friend recommended his construction company," I replied.

"That's a quick leap from being her contractor to becoming her lover," Fran remarked.

I smiled at her and explained, "They met at Kay's place to review the plans for the remodel, and I guess one thing led to another."

"So, Allen, Friday is going to be the second time she'll be with him?" she asked.

"Yep," I replied.

"And he's okay with doing the group fuck thing?" she asked.

"Kay's going to run the idea by him and get back to me," I answered.

"Don't take this the wrong way, Allen, but if I'm seeing a new lover for the second time, I'd want him all to myself," Fran said.

"Well, we will see," I answered.

Fran smiled and, as we stepped into the elevator, said, "So there's an outside chance that our happy hour date will wind up being just the two of us?"

"You never know," I replied.

Either way, I knew I was in for a great time Friday night, but I was looking forward to watching the live version of Kay's sexy blowjob on Greth.

"That was quick," Janice said as we stepped from the elevator.

Before I could remark, Fran chimed in, "I can only handle one hot dog."

Janice actually blushed at her remark.

Fran was all smiles as we approached my desk. "I'll talk to you later, Allen," she said.

I slipped my jacket off, hung it over the back of my chair, and watched Fran as she strolled away from me. As I stared, Bill Peterson came up from behind, "That's one hot-looking ass," he remarked.

I didn't move my eyes off her sexy butt as I replied, "You have no idea, Bill."

Having enjoyed Fran's little saunter of seduction, I sat down and got back to work.

My cell phone buzzed a short time later, alerting me that I'd received a text message. I opened it and read the message, "His cock gets so fuckin' hard." Kay typed, and below the message was another photo, this one showed her with his cock head in her mouth. Soft shimmering lips surrounded the shaft just below his corona.

I texted her back, "Your mouth makes any cock rock-hard. Show me more."

Within seconds another text popped up, "I love taking him deep," and the attached photo showed her lips as they approached the base of his cock.

"Did you swallow the whole thing?" I texted back.

She replied with a series of three emojis, all smiley faces, and a photo of his cock fully embedded in her mouth, her lips surrounding the base of his shaft and her nose pressed against his thick patch of curly pubic hair.

"I can't wait to watch you do that live Friday night," I texted.

Her reply was a sorrowful face emoji and a message, "I talked to Mike, and he wants to spend Friday alone with me, sorry Allen."

"No problem, we'll do it some other time." I typed.

I placed my phone on my desk, but Kay didn't send another message. I thought about telling Fran but decided to surprise her Friday after leaving happy hour.

The rest of my day was sexually uneventful, other than the thoughts of finally fulfilling my fantasy of fucking Mindy.

I was in the process of shutting my computer down when Fran sneaked up on me. "Did you hear from Kay this afternoon?" she asked.

"Not a word," I fibbed.

"We'll talk tomorrow, Allen," she said as she headed toward the elevator.

I just smiled at her and enjoyed one last look at her sexy ass and incredible legs as she walked away.

By the time I made it to the parking lot, Fran's car was gone, but I noticed Kevin sitting in his fancy sports car.

Fran's competition for the job came prancing across the parking lot. She looked like she was in her early twenties, with long blonde hair, smallish tits, and her short skirt revealed slim, shapely legs. I watched for a moment while she dropped into the passenger seat, leaned toward Kevin, and planted a quick kiss on his lips. In my mind, Fran is the sexier of the two. They drove off as I unlocked my sedan and slipped into the driver's seat, thinking she could be Mindy.

My thoughts turned to her clone, who would be at my place around seven. I stopped and picked up some Chinese take-out and a selection of sushi. Once alone in my condo, I hung my jacket in the closet, removed my tie, and rolled my shirt sleeves up to my elbows. I wondered what surprise Mindy had in mind but figured it would be obvious as soon as she arrived. While I waited, I ate some coconut chicken and a couple of pieces of sushi. While I ate, I gave Staci a call but got her voice mail. I left a message, "Hey Staci, I just wanted to give you a quick call to tell you how much I'm looking forward to getting together tomorrow evening."

A few minutes later, my cell phone rang, I was expecting it to be Staci returning my call, but the caller ID read Kay; I answered her call, "Hiya Kay."

"Allen, I spoke with Stephanie today. She is anxious to get together and watch the video from Tuesday night.

I laughed and replied, "I knew she would be."

"I hope you're free Saturday night because I invited her over to watch it," Kay said.

"If it means I'll have a chance to spend some quality time with the two of you, I'll make sure I'm free," I answered.

Kay answered with a relieved tone in her voice, "Wonderful; we'll make sure you will enjoy yourself. Can you plan on coming by around eight o'clock?"

"I'm there, hun," I answered before disconnecting our call

I've come to expect that she is hardly ever prompt, and as seven o'clock came and went, thought about calling her. Instead, I stepped out on my balcony to enjoy the early evening breeze. Kay's sliders were open, and the air pulled her sheer curtains through the opening. She's already home for the night, I thought.

Seconds later, there was a light knock at my door. I opened the door and instantly understood her surprise. Mindy was dressed like an innocent schoolgirl.

"Hi, Mr. Goodman," she said.

Ms. Ashcroft, please come in." I answered.

She stepped inside, and I surveyed her outfit. She had her long, blonde locks pulled tightly to each side of her head in pigtails, her makeup consisted of clear lip gloss, and she'd teased her eyelashes longer with dark mascara. She wore a denim jacket that was open in front, revealing a white silk blouse tied in a bow just below her chest. A sparkling diamond stud enhanced her bare midriff in her belly button. I moved my eyes down to a very short red, white and black plaid skirt, its hemline closer to her loins than her knees. At the bottom of her long sleek legs, Mindy wore a pair of white lace-trimmed ankle stockings under black four-inch stilettos. She had a backpack slung over one shoulder. Her tantalizing attire and the fact that she greeted me as Mr. Goodman led me to believe part of her surprise was to get into a teacher, student role-play, which I was more than happy about.

"Can I take your jacket, Ms. Ashcroft? I asked.

Mindy dropped her book bag to the floor and slipped out of her denim jacket. The silk blouse covered her back from her shoulders, down to where it was drawn tightly around her slim torso.

She turned to face me and said, "I want to thank you for agreeing to help me with my biology lessons."

That sexy silk blouse was drawn tight across her chest but did nothing to hide the erect nipples it covered. As she turned and walked deeper into my place, I could see the bottom of her ass cheeks poking seductively below the hemline of her skirt. Since she said she needed help with biology, I assumed her role-play would involve talking about the biological interactions between a man and a woman.

"You have a very nice place, Mr. Goodman; it looks so comfortable," Mindy remarked.

"Thank you, Ms. Ashcroft. I like to entertain in a casual setting," I replied, still watching her stroll across the living room.

She stopped when she reached the sliders to my balcony, and without turning to face me, said, "I can see your friend across the street."

Mindy had only met Kay once when I was with her mother and Kay at Ginger's place. I walked across the room and looked through the slider just as Mike Greth appeared through the sheer curtains to Kay's apartment. Kay was wearing a long black robe tied tightly around her waist. Greth moved behind her, circled her body with both hands, and slowly pulled the loose end of the belt. Her robe fell open, exposing her lovely big tits, and as she tilted her head back to his shoulder, his hands moved up to cup both precious orbs.

"It looks like they are going to have some fun," Mindy remarked.

So, Kay couldn't wait to be with him again, apparently inviting him to her place for a repeat performance of her sexy seduction last night.

I turned toward Mindy, and took one delicate hand in mine, then said, "Let's have a seat, and we can talk about your biology lessons." Not wanting Kay's visitor to ruin our role-play.

Mindy sat down on one end of my sofa, crossed her legs, and waved a sexy stiletto at me as I sat down on the opposite end of the couch.

So, Ms. Ashcroft, tell me, what has you confused?" I asked.

She looked toward me and asked, "Can I call you Allen, Mr. Goodman?"

Of course, and I'll use Mindy," I answered.

"I understand the biology of conception. My mom explained that to me when we had our birds and bees talk." Mindy remarked.

"Okay, so there's no need to talk about that; what are you having problems understanding?" I asked.

"I want to know how a man and woman get to the point that they can conceive," Mindy replied.

It was clear to me that she wanted our role-play to involve foreplay, so I answered, "It's called foreplay."

She maintained her naïve posture when she replied, "Some of my girlfriends have talked about foreplay and how much they enjoy it, but they didn't explain exactly what it involves."

It seemed a little silly that she wanted our role-play to include what foreplay involves; after all, she'd given me an incredible blowjob Sunday at the mall, but I figured I'd continue to play along.

I thought for a moment, then said, "When a man and a woman want to be intimate, foreplay is where they start. It can involve visual enticement or light touching, and either one can arouse their partner with their lips and tongue, or use their fingers to pleasure each other."

"So, your friend and that man were involved in foreplay," she asked.

"Yes, they were," I answered.

She smiled at me, then asked, "What does all this foreplay result in?"

God, she is playing dumb, I thought, "In the case of a woman, her vagina will grow moist, her nipples will harden, a man's penis will swell and get longer and harder," I stated the obvious.

"Can you show me, Allen," Mindy asked.

Finally, she was finished with questions about something she is well versed in. I thought and replied, "Yes, I'll be happy to show you, Mindy."

I stood up and walked the short distance to where she was seated. I reached out and took her hands in mine, then pulled her to a standing position.

"Turn around," I suggested.

Mindy turned, and I moved closer to her sexy, petite body. Mimicking Mike's caress earlier, I circled her torso and gently pulled on the end of the bow holding her silk blouse to her chest. It fell open, and I slowly moved my hands up to caress her lovely palm-size tits. Mindy reacted as Kay had and tilted her head back until it rested on my shoulder.

"That feels wonderful," she remarked.

I fondled her chest for a few moments, occasionally rolling her taut nipples between my thumb and index finger. She pressed her ass back against my loins. I moved my hands up and slipped the silk blouse off her shoulders, then tossed it aside. "I think I'm getting wet," she remarked.

My hands slid down her sides to her hips, and I reached lower to squeeze her tight ass cheeks softly.

"I love that," Mindy said as I gently explored every part of her soft butt.

With one hand resting on the waistband of her short schoolgirl skirt, I moved the other between her cheeks and followed the satin fabric of her thong down over her sphincter to the spot where it widened to cover her loins.

"Want me to see if you're wet, Mindy?" I asked.

"Yes, please," she answered.

I used my index finger to draw the moist fabric aside and then curled my middle finger, plunging it beyond her labia and into the soaking wet flesh of her cunt. I suspected this sexy minx was wet before she walked into my place, or at the very least when we first started talking about the importance of foreplay. I inserted a second finger inside and swirled both around, collecting as much of her essence as possible. She softly moaned while my fingers explored her tight, wet cunt. "You're beyond wet, Mindy; this sweet cunt is dripping with your juices," I remarked.

I withdrew my soaking wet fingers and lifted them to her lips, "Taste your flow," I said.

She licked and sucked my finger clean, then said, "Is it time for you to fuck me?"

I giggled before replying, "I'm just getting started."

I slid my hands down over her tits, pausing to pinch the erect nipples, then down to the waistband of her skirt. I didn't need to move my hands much further down to reach the hemline and then up under the fabric to twist two fingers around the thin satin straps of her thong. As I began to draw it down, I crouched behind her and dropped to my knees as the satiny garment slipped over her stilettos. Looking at her incredible ass, I reached for her skirt and flipped it up, exposing every part of creamy smooth flesh.

Mindy moaned soulfully as I began planting light kisses on her butt, then bent slightly at the waist, reached behind, and using her delicate fingers, spread her cheeks apart, showing me the puckered flesh of her sphincter.

"Kiss me there," she almost pleaded.

I moved my mouth to her asshole and gently kissed it. Next, I extend my wet tongue and begin rimming her tight sphincter.

"Oh god, that feels so fuckin' good," she remarked.

Her sinful moans continued as I pleasured her puckered asshole for several moments.

I moved one hand up to her labia and slowly began caressing the velvety outer lips, then dipped two fingers beyond.

I abandoned her asshole for the dripping wet flesh of her cunt, moving my mouth down until I could lick and suck at her moist slit. I pleasured every part my mouth could reach, but even when I stretched my tongue forward completely, I couldn't touch her clit. I wanted every part of her loins available, so I straightened up some and said, "Turn around and sit down." Mindy instantly turned and sat down on the sofa, her eyes studying mine as she smiled in anticipation of what she hoped was about to happen. I reached for her right shoe and lifted it, draping the shapely leg over the arm of my sofa. The other stiletto was raised until I could hook the four-inch heel on the edge of the cushion. She reached for the hem of her skirt and lifted it, letting the fabric rest on her abdomen above the waistband.

"Are you going to fuck me now, Allen?" she asked.

I grinned before replying, "No, I'm gonna eat this sweet cunt until you cum."

"Oh my god, yes, please," she replied.

Mindy Ashcroft has been with more than a few men, but her reply led me to believe they were all more interested in pounding her tight cunt with hard cock than taking the time to satisfy her entirely first.

Mindy lifted her hands to her chest as I moved forward, covering her tiny tits with her palms. I pressed her left knee down, spreading her loins open entirely, revealing a pink and very wet cunt. I pressed two fingers on either side of her clit, causing the hard nub to pop from the flesh intended to protect it. I pursed my lips and blew hot breath against it, then extended my tongue and gave it a first leisurely lick. She gasped at my initial touch, then moaned as I circled it with the tip of my tongue. I glanced up to see her fingers feverishly pinching the erect nipples at the center of her tits.

Clitoral stimulation is the quickest way I know to bring a woman to orgasm, so I continued pleasuring her clit, licking, sucking, and kissing it repeatedly. She began to pant, then gasp as my mouth brought her closer and closer to climax. You're gonna make me cum," she finally exclaimed.

I clamped my mouth on her quivering clit, flicking my tongue at the center of her sexual universe. Her body convulsed, and she bucked her hips, reaching for my head to hold me firmly against her as she came. "YES, THAT'S IT I'M CUMMING!" Mindy screamed.

My mouth had turned this sexy little minx into a quivering mass of satisfaction. Her cunt overflowed with climatic juices, running down to stain the cushion below. Every muscle in her body tensed as she rode what could have been her first clitoral orgasm.

"Oh god, Allen, I want you to fuck me NOW," Mindy said, accenting the word NOW.

"Not yet," I replied as I started to stand before her.

"But when, Allen," she asked.

"You need to prepare my cock to slip inside your soaking wet, tight cunt." I answered and then added, "it needs to be slippery, coated with your salvia, and throbbing in anticipation of the first plunge inside."

Mindy knew precisely what I meant, slid forward on the cushion, placed her feet on the floor, and opened my pants. In an instant, she dropped my pants around my feet and began by sliding her delicate hand over the entire length of my already erect cock. She stretched my boxers away from my waist and drew them down; my rock-hard cock sprang forth, nearly slapping her face.

"Get me nice and wet so I can finally give you what we've both fantasized about for so long," I remarked as she circled my cock shaft with one soft, tiny hand. The other moved to my scrotum, and she gathered my balls in her free hand.

I watched intently as she began lavishing my scrotum and balls with her moist tongue. Taking one nut between her lips and gently sucking it before giving its mate the same incredible tongue bath.

"That's very nice," I remarked just before she released my balls and moved her tongue up, following the bulge of my urethra toward the head. Her tongue circled my corona a couple of times, giving it the slippery sheen needed, then slowly slid around my glans as she worked her way to the very tip.

"Tell me if my mouth pleases you," Mindy said, knowing that for the next several minutes, she wouldn't be able to speak.

"Suck it," I nearly demanded.

She parted her lips took my cock head inside, bobbing up and down slowly and occasionally pressing it against the inside of her cheek.

"That's good," I said.

Ever so slowly, Mindy began taking more; inch by inch, my cock head slid over her tongue toward the rigid opening of her throat. I felt the head touch the opening, and I reached out, grabbed her pigtails, and pierced her most precious of flesh with one mighty pull. Her stomach lurched as she gagged on the rock-hard cock invading her throat. I held her head tight against my loins, enjoying the sensation of having her smooth, wet flesh caress my cock head.