Michelle and My Coworkers Ch. 05

{Michelle and my Coworkers-part 5.....standard warning, "sex outside of relationship" haters stop reading now, you won't be able to handle it without losing your minds}

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I made it through the week at my job, as torturous as it was with Josh and James there to remind me of what they were doing to my girlfriend behind my back. Josh hadn't fucked her since he took her ass and James hadn't had her mouth since the blowjob in the parking lot in back of work. I asked Michelle about it, why she hadn't heard from them.

"Oh," she shrugged. "I've heard from them, always begging those two are. But, they haven't made any firm plans yet, that's why I haven't said anything."

I winced when she said the word, "firm" in that sexual way, I know what she was thinking of.

"In fact, since the thing with Drake I'm finding that I really need to be told what to do. I need to be instructed. It's so much hotter. I'm just waiting until they just tell me what to do and I'll have to do it."

We had a nice dinner at our favorite Italian restaurant. It was just a peaceful, quiet Friday night. I was beginning to forget what those are like. The feeling didn't last long. She got a text. She smiled a devious smile at me.

"It's from Josh. Should I get it?" She asked demurely.

She knew she was going to get it, she also know I wasn't to stop her. She just wanted me to be the one to have to say yes.

"Yes, baby, what's it say?"

"He is inviting me to a party tomorrow night. He said it's him and James and some of the people from your work and others. After a few back and forth texts she said, "oh wait, he's inviting both of us." She smiled at that.

"Argh," I whined. "I just got through the week with those two."

"Should I turn him down?" She asked dramatically sweetly.

I knew that wasn't going to happen. I asked her to find out what he's got in mind.

She texted back and forth for most of the rest of the meal while I played with my food. She was giggling and chuckling at the messages.

She finally looked up at me. "He was wondering if I could get away alone. When I said I probably couldn't, that's when he invited us both. He said he had hoped I would come....hee hee...he spelled it "cum"...alone. I told him to figure something out. I wanted him to call the shots. I'm starting to not like it any other way. He came through, he said that he promises that I'll get some good fucking. He said he'll figure out something to do with you. I liked that, that he's planning a diversion of some kind for you, while he gets what he wants. Oh, it's a costume party, since Halloween is next week. He said he hoped I'd wear something sexy. I told him, well, duh."

"I don't have any costume ideas," I said.

"I do, for me," she cooed. "Josh told me what he'd be wearing. I have an sexy idea. Plus, this could be interesting since Josh and James will be together. Anything could happen," she winked.

I knew that's exactly what she was hoping for. She kept me in the dark about her costume, of course. I kept bugging her for details about Josh's plans, I hated to think I was going to be the unwilling dupe. She told me he promised her that she'd be getting all she needed. He wouldn't even tell her what it was. She was excited by that, that he was making plans for her use without her say in it.

She just teased me. "But you know he has to get you away from me so that anything can happen. So when it happens, you're going to do it, aren't you? You want this, too. I know you do. You want to fuck this slutty pussy or get this hot mouth when it's all done. I've seen how you've cum lately. You can't hide your excitement."

"I know, that's all true," I admitted. "Still, I just hate those guys."

"Why? Just cuz they all want to fuck me?" She teased as she danced around me provocatively.

"No, yes, well, I don't know."

She spent the afternoon the next day getting pampered at her spa again. I spent most of the time replaying the video of her sucking James off. I had plenty of time to think of what might happen, now that the two men were going to be together with her. I tried to shake off the thoughts of what they might do to her, while trying to avoid touching my embarrassing hard on I got from just thinking about it. I went to the cheap Halloween store and got my costume, it was just a cliched Lone ranger outfit. It had his white hat, the mask, and a cheesy western vest. I just don't have imagination for those kinds of things.

She came home with several shopping bags and smiled sweetly. "Get your costume on, baby," she said with dripping sweetness. She knew how it all was affecting me. She disappeared for an hour.

Finally she emerged. She had a black wig with bangs. At first I thought she was Cher. She punched me in the arm. "I'm Cleopatra!" She scoffed. She had on a gold dress or wrap, cut open down the front. It was draped around her, there weren't any buttons, there was just a black silky belt that held it together at her waist. The dress went down to just above her knees. I could see she wasn't wearing a bra. I could only wonder about the panties. I already could tell how open it could get after just a little movement. I knew she knew that as well. She had on gold colored sandals. She had on bright pink lipstick.

She said, "remember how you told me Cleopatra and egyptian women started wearing lipstick to advertise their love of giving head," she teased.

"Are you advertising that as well?" I asked aloud.

"I am, if someone is paying attention" she chuckled.

"You think you'll be giving head then?" I asked, hoping to hear her plans.

"I fucking hope so," she giggled. "Otherwise the point of this costume is lost."

I started to ask who she thought was going to be the lucky recipient but I knew she'd just shut me down. She surprised me at the door. She told me we were going separately. Josh had instructed her to talk me into it.

"How do we explain that?" I wondered.

"I'll go first and tell them you had to pick up your costume. That'll give them a little time."

"Time for what?" I asked.

"Who knows," she smiled. "I don't even know."

I followed behind her by about 15 minutes, as she instructed. When I arrived I saw she already had a half of a glass of wine in her hand. She was being chatted up by Josh, James. They were also surrounded by my boss Jim, Kevin, Bart and Charles, three of my other coworkers. I walked up to her and gave her a kiss, right in front of Josh and James, just to piss them off.

She whispered in my ear, "don't get too cocky. Josh has already had his hands inside my dress. He found out I don't have panties, tee hee," she snickered. She saw my jaw open. "That's right," she whispered, "he's got your girlfriend's scent on his fingers."

I stepped back, Josh was smirking at me even as he was shaking my hand. I couldn't help but wonder if it was the hand that was just fingering my girlfriend's pussy. I noticed he was wearing a Toga. I wondered if he was supposed to be John Belushi.

Josh said, "so, Michelle here was just beginning to tell us about her outfit."

She turned to me, "I told him it wasn't necessarily a topic for a public discussion but he insisted. You know how I always do what I'm told," she said while giving me a secret wink.

The other guys also encouraged her. I knew the history well, I had told her about it. He was making her have to say it to them. I knew this was going to be embarrassing for her. I could also guess that she was starting to get wet because of it.

She began. "Well, Cleopatra was well known for....um....something...." she blushed.

"Tell us what," Josh probed. I figured he already knew, and that he also knew it was true about this Cleopatra as well.

"She was good at fellatio," she said with embarrassment.

They laughed at that, the way she said fellatio, like she was trying to cover up what it really was. They teased her about that, her face was red. She blurted out, "Ok ok, she loved giving head!"

I knew where this discussion would lead which worried me, but at the moment I liked that it was her experiencing a little of that wonderful humiliation of our game.

Her blurting out the word, " head" just made them more raucous in their teasing of her. When they finally calmed down Josh made her continue. "The legend behind the lipstick is that egyptian women like me, Cleopatra, used to wear it in order to advertise their love of...." she hesitated, before steeling herself and saying, "sucking cock."

They all laughed and nudged each other. The next obvious question hung in the air for what seemed like an eternity, before my boss Jim, said, "so does your lipstick mean the same thing?" Everyone laughed, like it was a joke, it let us escape for a few moments. I pulled her aside.

"What happened with Josh?" I asked, knowing we didn't have much time before they'd somehow get me out of the picture.

"Oh, he just met me at the door, walked me past everyone, pulled me into the back hallway and ran his hands all over me. Like I said, he found out I didn't have underwear on," she giggled. "Oh, and he saw the "Cock Slut," written on my ass. He asked if it was for him," she giggled.

"What's he going to do?" I wondered.

"Probably whatever he wants," she smirked. "Oh, you mean with you, I have no idea but you'd better go along with it. Did you notice he had on a Toga? He was Marc Antony. Everyone got a kick out of that, that I was Cleopatra and he, not you, were her lover, Marc Antony. I think they thought it was just a coincidence, but no, I was the one who suggested it to Josh. He's such a devious one, I knew he'd like humiliating you behind your back like that. I'm sure he's got something wicked planned for me."

"Because you want whatever it is, I can see that," I said, seeing her heightened state.

"Yesss," she murmured. "He's being really sneaky. I have a good feeling about this. I feel like just a sex puppet...and I'm loving not knowing until I have to do it."

They actually left us alone for awhile while she drank some more wine. I could tell she was getting friskier, she kept looking around, almost as if she was expecting to get attacked. Finally, my boss, Jim walked up to me. He pulled me aside. He told me about the account I was working on and how the numbers weren't adding up for him. I realized that this was the planned ruse almost immediately. I'm a perfectionist with numbers, there was no fucking way any of them were wrong. He kept insisting that both Josh and James had found errors in my math. Those fuckers! So that was their idea. He finally he told me to go to the office and get the original file. I knew that would take me some time, obviously whoever put him up to that knew it as well. I looked around, Cleopatra had disappeared. I didn't see Josh or James either.

I sighed. I knew it was my fate. I drove to the office. On my way Michelle texted me, "See baby? Isn't it good that we drove two cars, that way you can fix your work fuckup and I can stay here and party."

"Fuckers," I texted. "I didn't fuck anything up."

"Does it even really matter?" she wrote, as if bored with my complaints. "They did what they needed to do, now I'll have to do what they need me to do, as well. You don't hear me complaining about it, do you?"

She was such a fucking tease. I wondered where she was, I could only imagine it at the moment.

She texted again, "so, all your work buddies wanted to know more about Cleopatra's sexual history. I had to tell them about the legend that she sucked off 100 Roman noblemen in one night." I was rueing ever telling her about Cleopatra.

I sighed. I was already at the office. I knew I could be back in about 15 minutes. I texted her and told her that.

She texted back, "um, probably not a good idea. Josh thinks he's out of red wine for me, care to pick me up some at the party store? Oh, and drive slow," she teased. "Seriously, don't go over 25 mph." I was nearly back and I texted her to let her know, so as to not walk in on anything.

Her response was, "honey, I'm sorry but I'm going to be busy. Can't talk right now. Don't come back. I'll cover for you, see you soon!"

I wondered how I could explain this to my boss, not coming back the file but I figured she didn't care at that moment. She was being controlled by her own libido.

I tried one more time to reach her. I asked what she was doing. She wrote back tersely, "what we talked about before, busy! Ttyl!"

She staggered in just past midnight. I was surprised she was back so early. She reeked of alcohol, sweat and sex. "I only have a few minutes," she said, shushing me when I started to ask why.

She giggled. "They really liked the Cleopatra theme," she smiled.

She went back to her story, she was obviously rushing it.

{Michelle}: They loved the idea of having their own Cleopatra while you were off running errands. I've just got a minute, I have to be quick. I just wanted you to hear it. So Josh and James pulled me into the basement, past the crowd. I could barely keep my dress on. Your boss was by his wife, he winked as they pulled me past them. I could see his wife huff when she saw me. I'm just some dirty whore to her, no doubt, she has no idea who I am, though. They pulled me down into the basement. It was off limits to everyone else at the party. Josh said not to worry, he'd locked it from inside. He said he'd told everyone to keep the basement door shut so as not to let the cat out. I saw his black cat skirt quickly across the floor as we descended the stairs. Josh pulled my dress off. They took turns pawing me, fingering me roughly. They had me dancing on their wet fingers I was so worked up."

"What are you going to do to me?" I begged.

His breathing was rapid now. He pinched my nipples hard.

"We're going to use you," Josh said with a lusty smile. "Just like you like it."

I thought, "damn, he knows me so well already." I could see how he was taking charge, how he was leading things. It was Josh who had the final say. He'd set all this up for me....I mean us.

The basement is one of those unfinished ones with the boards and pipes showing on the ceiling. I just held my arms up and grabbed one of the water pipes while they fondled and finger fucked me good. They were in my pussy and my ass, I was bucking back and forth on their hands.

"We both knew what kind of slut you were," Josh said. "Even at that first party before we had you. We both said how we were going to nail you. It was a competition. We both wanted to be first, we didn't know we'd both be having you."

"And now that you do?" I cooed willingly.

"Well I for one am going to fuck the hell out of you," Josh smiled cockily. "James can have your mouth or whatever."

"It is tempting," I heard James say with some awe behind me. "Plus, my girlfriend and I are kind of on the outs at the moment...."

"How are you going to take me?" I asked Josh breathlessly. I was so ready for it, my wetness was soaking their fingers.

"Just like you want it, Cleopatra," he said huskily. "What would Cleopatra do right now?"

I took my hands down and I pushed Josh backwards towards the couch. I pulled James over all well. I had them both sit next to each other. I pulled my dress on but let my tits spill out so they could see them. I took out the little pink lipstick I 'd stashed inside the dress. I slathered it on in front of them. They knew what that meant. It was Cleopatra's signal. Then, I remembered what you said about me being naked when sucking someone off but I wanted it like this, like I was dressed like Cleopatra. I also realized the loophole was that I only needed to be naked if I sucked someone off. I figured at least Josh would be getting off in some other way.

Josh smiled when he saw me pulled my dress back on. "You really dig this Cleopatra stuff, don't you?"

"Yesss," I moaned as I dropped to my knees. They both already had their cocks out. I started sucking on Josh. He was the dominant one, I knew he should get my mouth first.

"That's it, my egyptian queen, suck our cocks," he said gruffly. "Use just your mouth," he urged. When I kept cheating he took my belt and tied my hands behind my back so that they could just feel my mouth on them. I alternated back and forth on their cocks.

James looked down at me while I was sucking him. You really are a fellatrix, just like Cleopatra, aren't you? You really dig this stuff."

I nodded, his cock still firmly implanted in my mouth. I wanted to savor every moment.

Josh was stroking his own cock at the time. "I know we aren't 100 Roman soldiers, but it seems you are enjoying this, Cleopatra."

"Mmm," I cooed. "I am her. Treat me like you would've with her. I want to be her."

"Man..." James gasped as I released his cock so I could go back to Josh's, "...could you really like it like she did?"

I stopped for a moment. "I don't know what she was really like," I admitted. "But I have to guess that I love it at least as much as she did. I can't imagine anyone who likes sucking cocks as much as I do." I went back to Josh's cock and smothered it with kisses and licks, just to show them how much I enjoy it.

"Let me convince you," I urged. "Make me be your cock sucking egyptian queen. Make me prove to you that I'm truly her."

He knew what I was inferring. "And not just tonight either, right? You want me to make you prove it from now on?" Josh said as he pulled my head into his cock firmly.

"Mmm, yes," I answered, lost in lust.

Michelle stopped her story.

She looked around, she was looking for something. "Fuck, this is taking too long already," she cursed. "I can't finish this, yet," she said.

"But I'm about to burst," I whined. "I gotta fucking have it."

"You aren't going to jack off are you?" She said with some disdain.

"I don't know, you can't leave me like this," I moaned.

"You're right I can't," she snickered. She left for a moment, only to return with a set of our favorite fur line handcuffs. She cuffed me to the chair, my hands behind my back.

"I'll be back when I can, don't go anywhere," she joked. She disappeared into the kitchen for a moment before walking behind me. She kissed me on the neck. I strained to kiss her back, to see her go.

"Why do you have to go?" I whined.

"I'll tell you later," she huffed impatiently. "They don't even know I'm gone yet, hopefully."

"Have they fucked you yet? At least tell me that much. Have you gotten them off?" I begged.

"No fucking yet," she purred like a cat. "But yes, I've got young James' cum in my tummy. He does love your Cleopatra's mouth," she chuckled softly. "I know Josh has other plans for me."

She disappeared, leaving me tied up and panting for it. I knew I could probably escape and wriggle out of the cuffs and the chair. I wanted to touch myself so badly. I also knew she wouldn't want me to. I was only able to wait a few minutes before I struggled out of the cuffs and stroked my cock. That was probably more agonizing because I knew I didn't want to cum until I was with her. My frustration only increased.

She called me about an hour later. "Ok honey, I fixed your work fuckup. I brought the file to your boss, that's why I actually came home earlier," she giggled. "It wasn't just to tease you." She was obviously feeling a good buzz. "It turns out Josh and James had changed some of your numbers, just to give them the opportunity to send you away from the party. I had Josh fix the numbers before I gave Jim the file like I promised....as well as something else," she said giddily. "Josh told me I owed him a big favor."

"What favor?" I asked with irritation. "He tried to get me in trouble with the boss and now he wants a favor from you too? Have you fucked him, or anyone since you went back?"

"Yessss," she said, with lust. "I'll tell you about it in a few minutes. I'll be right home. I have a problem though....I'll have to tell you about it when I get there. I think only you can solve it. Oh, and aren't you the naughty boy, how did you even answer the phone when you are supposed to be tied up?"