"He cheated on me, a lot. And when we were together, well, he didn't even … ah, try to make it good for me."
"No foreplay?"
I shook my head. "He never went down on me."
"Never?" Joe asked, his jaw dropping.
I shook my head.
"How long were you two together?"
"Almost a year."
"It should be a crime for him not to lick your pussy for a goddamn year. You've got some serious catching up to do," he said. I had to cross my legs when I felt the pulsing between them. Just thinking about oral sex was enough to make me clench. "Please tell me that Will fucked you at least once with his tongue?"
"Oh yeah," I responded with a smile. "The night we met he pushed my dress up, and pulled my panties down to tongue fuck me on the elevator," I told him. For some reason I couldn't seem to stop the words from flowing out of my naughty mouth. I needed this discussion, this tension, this flirtation … .they were all so forbidden.
"You know damn well you can't tell me that and then just leave me hanging. Keep going," Joe said, reaching down to his lap. "And I want explicit fucking details." Glad to know I wasn't the only one getting worked up by our conversation.
"In the corner of the elevator he went down to his knees in front of me, then threw my legs over his shoulders so I was sitting on his face, holding on to the rails. He made me come twice that way, and I was so wet he had to wipe his mouth on his shirt. When he stood up he wrapped my legs around his waist, fucking me in the same spot."
"Ah, fuck."
"There's actually a video … "
"You're kidding," he said, almost panting.
"Nope," I replied. "You … you wouldn't want to see it, would you?"
"God yes."
Thinking about Joe watching the video of us and getting aroused by it was making me even hotter.
"Maybe I'll bring it in tomorrow and ... watch you while you watch it?" I asked.
"Oh you can watch me while I think about it right now, if you want." And that's exactly what I wanted. This no strings attached flirting was getting me hot, and I couldn't help but feel … empowered. I was lashing out at my father's cage, and it felt wonderful. I really liked Will, but if he was completely off limits …
"Do you want me to tell you about the rest of that night?" I asked, as my breathing grew shallow and my pulse raced.
"Hell yes. My cock's so hard you better help me get off or I'm going to be in serious pain."
I heard his zipper slide down in the silence following that statement, and knew when he fisted himself based on the expression of relief on his face.
"We got into the hot tub, naked of course. We made out and he fucked me with his fingers while I straddled him in the scorching hot water. After I came that way, I sank down on his length. He asked me to ride him hard and fast, so I did, until I came, shaking and screaming for the fifth time in about fifteen minutes."
"Oh, shit."
"We went to sleep and then I woke up to his morning wood pressing against my ass. He went down under the covers and ate me out before he climbed on top of me and fucked me until I came again."
"Did you suck his cock?" he asked, leaning back as his hand moved faster under the desk. "Tell me you did, even if it's a lie."
"Oh yeah, I actually did. I can't believe I left that part out. When Will stood up in the hot tub to put on the condom I put him in my mouth instead. I really like giving blow jobs. The more … demanding a guy is when I'm on my knees, the hotter it gets me. Will thrust down my throat a few times while I sucked him so hard, gripping his ass with both hands. I kept going until he begged me to stop before he came. He was so close I could taste his salty ..." and that did it for Joe.
"Oh … fuck!" he closed his eyes and groaned. When the shudders of his body's release finally stopped he flopped back in his chair, giving me a cocky, satisfied grin. "Damn that was good."
I liked knowing I'd helped him get off, the only problem was now I was aching.
"Your turn," he said, making me laugh and shake my head. "Oh, come on, Lacy. Slide your hand down your skirt and touch yourself. You know you-"
"Mr. Montgomery? Your three o'clock appointment is here," the phone intercom blared.
"Thanks, Mary, I'm on my way," Joe told the receptionist, sounding anything but thankful for the interruption.
"Tomorrow," Joe promised me with a wink.
I watched as he stood up and cleaned himself off with a tissue before zipping his pants, and tucking his dress shirt back in. I didn't see much, but I knew he'd stood up so I could look at him and think about seeing more. It worked, and I couldn't stop thinking about the good looking bastard.
Chapter Seven
The next morning Joe was in the office before nine a.m., early for him, and I had an idea why. Sure enough, as soon as his status light on the phone system switched to "in office" he was buzzing me.
"Yes?" I picked up the receiver and asked sweetly.
"Did you bring it?"
"Yes, sir."
"Then get your fine ass in here, woman," he laughed before hanging up.
I smiled as I grabbed the flash drive from my purse and started for his office. Today I'd intentionally worn my blue, crisscrossing wrap dress that was rather short. When I sat down I knew the top layer separated from the bottom, revealing a lot of thigh. Why had I decided to wear something so revealing for my temporary boss? Who knows? It was just nice to flirt with Joe, and the idea that he might want me gave me sort of a high, especially now that things had ended with Will. Joe cheered me up and made me feel good.
I knocked on his door before entering, then pulled it shut behind me.
"Lock it," Joe said. Just those two words, and the promise I knew they held, were all it took to make my panties wet.
Once I made sure the door was locked I walked over to the front of his desk and stretched across it, handing him the flash drive. He didn't even try to hide his very obvious, and very slow, examination of my cleavage or the rest of my body.
"Why don't you come around here so you can … see the screen better," Joe said, patting the edge of the desk next to him.
I went around and hopped up, sitting so close to him that my knees almost touched the side of his body when I crossed my legs.
"Nice dress," Joe said, his eyes lingering at the raised hem on my upper thigh.
"Thanks," I replied with a smile.
He plugged the flash drive into the computer in front of him, and while it loaded his hand went to the zipper on his pants. Sitting on his desk I had a great view of him pulling out his semi-hard cock and stroking it a couple of times.
"The passcode is one, two, zero, seven, and there's also, ah, audio," I told him. He smiled as he typed in the numbers, then reached for the speaker knob. He barely turned it up. Only we could hear it sitting so close; I was sure our coworkers outside wouldn't.
The video started right away with Will pressing the stop on the elevator panel and then dropping to his knees.
Joe groaned after my first cry of surprise and pleasure on the screen. My head was thrown back, lips parted as I moaned and gasped with the feeling of Will's tongue suddenly licking my sensitive flesh.
It was embarrassing to watch myself grab a fist full of Will's hair and hold his mouth to my sex while I was coming. It was very un-lady like.
Joe seemed to like it though, judging by how long and hard his cock had grown, and the moisture beading at the tip. His hand moved faster as I got off the second time right away on the video.
Will was a real Houdini. He had his condom on and was picking me up to thrust into me in the blink of an eye. He gave me a sweet compliment and then told me how good I tasted before his mouth was on mine, and I tasted my own arousal. After that, his hips pounded into me. It didn't take long before I held onto his neck tightly and cried out with my third release. Then it was over and we withdrew to our corners to recover. Mostly I just looked fuck drunk.
"I'm going to replay it. You're going to spread your legs and touch yourself," Joe said, his breathing rapid, eyes dark blue, and heavy-lidded with lust. His arousal had mine ratcheting up. I wanted to get myself off for him.
"Okay," I said, uncrossing my legs as he watched. I separated the two sides of my wrap dress until they were around my waist and exposing my panties. Today I'd decided on gray bikinis instead of a thong, for comforts sake.
"I'm waiting," Joe said when I hesitated.
I ran my hand down my stomach until I was cupping myself.
"Inside your panties," he ordered, his gaze intensely focused between my legs. I did as he said, sliding my hand down the front of the cotton material until I was touching my super sensitive flesh. I sucked in a breath at the jolt of pleasure when I made direct contact.