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Dress Code, part 3

Date: 10/29/2014, Categories: Office Sex, Author: Oncearunner1974, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

whore as well.” A bit too late, Anne realized what she had been maneuvered into saying. She was so aroused however, that it didn’t matter. She heard the sound of a zipper, and then the clink of a belt as Mr. Mawhinney’s pants hit the floor. The fingers in her pussy continued to rub her and explore her, keeping her maddeningly and expertly on the edge, and Anne was sure they must be Ms. Davenport’s. Almost immediately after she heard the rustle of Mr. Mawhinney’s pants coming off, the hands were removed from her pussy, and the female partner came into Anne’s view as she walked around Mr. Slater’s desk. Still intimidating and forbidding, Allison Davenport’s face had a bit of color, and she looked happier. She nudged Mr. Slater to push his chair back, and she sat on his lap facing Anne, though a bit to his right side, which allowed her to drop her left hand onto the bulge that Anne could now see was tenting her boss’s suit pants. Ms. Davenport pulled up her skirt, revealing white stockings held up with a white garter belt, and a delicate white lace thong. Mr. Slater’s arm immediately went around her waist and his hand slid down into her panties. Even as he did this, she unzipped his pants and freed his erect cock from its confinement and pumped it gently. His hand moved languorously between her thighs, and they both emitted a low moan at the same time. Anne could see that the pair in front of them were supremely comfortable with each other, and it was evident that they had ... been lovers for some time. Behind her, Mr. Mawhinney was pressing the head of his cock along her slick lips, teasing her. Anne moaned and tried to press back into it, but he simply allowed himself to retreat away from her, always maintaining the same level of contact. “You’re starving for it, aren’t you, you little slut,” remarked Ms. Davenport, reaching out with her right hand, and pressing her index finger into Anne’s mouth. For the second time in as many days Anne found herself tasting her wetness from the finger of a woman who had used it to explore her pussy. She had tasted herself before, usually from the cock of a lover, and she had always enjoyed the urgency of it. The female partner moved her finger in and out of Anne’s mouth, as if penetrating her with a miniature cock, and Anne responded by sucking and licking it eagerly, which was evidently to the older woman’s liking. Mawhinney continued to rub the head of his cock up and down along Anne’s pussy lips, and now took her buttocks firmly in his hand and spread her a bit. Anne felt as though she could feel the wetness dripping down her thighs. “Please,” she moaned as Ms. Davenport removed her hand from Anne’s mouth, “please!” To no avail. The cockhead continued to rub up and down her lips without entering her, and she felt completely exposed, knowing that he could see both her pussy and her asshole, given the position and the way he was spreading her buttocks. Mr. Slater and Ms. Davenport’s hands sped up, and without ...