(Please read parts 1, 2, and 3 in order before reading this part)
Of course, as Cody and Grace returned to their jobs, the bliss of their honeymoon dimmed. But they learned to make time for each other and specifically for sex, and they did little things to make it all tolerable until they had time off together.
For instance, she packed a note with his lunch one day that said, "I'm really looking forward to tonight," on the outside, and when he opened it, it said, "I'm so looking forward to sucking
your cock!" Another time, when he had to work very late, she left his dinner out and went to bed, but she put a note on the microwave door that said, "I had to go to bed. I know you had a hard day. When you come to bed, you can wake me up for "dessert" if you want to. I hope you do!!!" He did.
About 9 months after they got back from their honeymoon, Cody got a new private office. They set up his office the following Saturday night, then messed it all up and pushed everything off the desk when Grace bent over to pick something up, and Cody, seeing that fine ass, took her hips in his hands, then she rubbed her ass on him, he grabbed her hips, and in ways that defied a chronological description, she was totally naked on top of his totally naked body, riding his ultra-hard cock like their lives depended on it. Just after she came, he followed closely behind.
About 30 seconds after that, the door opened, but the light was not turned on. There was enough light coming in from the hall to give sufficient illumination. A tall, distinguished, elderly gentleman dressed like a country squire came to the desk, where Grace was still astride Cody with Cody's shrinking cock inside her. He looked at Grace, his eyes practically level with hers.
They were caught, and she made no move to cover up. The man extended his hand to Grace and said, "May I help you down, dear?" in a manner reminiscent of old-fashioned gentlemen assting grand ladies down from coaches and carriages. She took his hand and stepped down, her wet bush showing and her big tits bobbing. He handed a key to Cody and told him that the first rule of an office is: 'If you're going to fuck your wife or girlfriend here, LOCK THE DOOR!' He smiled benignly and teasingly.
He took a moment to assure them that just about every man who ever worked there had fucked their wives in their new offices in celebration, "Myself included," he told them. He invited them to stay all night if they wished and pointed out that bending the woman over the desk was perfect for doggy style, having her kneel in the chair was, too, but different, the sofa by the windows provided all sorts of possibilities, that the man kneeling under the desk with the woman sitting in the chair was nice, as was her kneeling beneath the desk with the man sitting in the chair--and her sitting on the desk with him in the chair. He said, "You may be tempted to place her against the window. Some have, I hear, but I've never trusted the windows to stay put!"
Grace and Cody were bemused and looked kind of stunned at his lenghty tips on sex in the office. He said, "I have been in various offices here. I was married when I started 42 years ago, and I've divorced and remarried 4 more times. I've fucked them all in these offices as my fortunes grew. I've also fucked enough secretaries to cause me to have 4 divorces. Don't be foolish like me, Cody! My first wife was the finest woman I've ever known, but I let a twisty little tart of a secretary turn my head and ruined it, and never got out of the vicious, self-destructive cycle!"
He was just rambling, but Grace was not rude. Still standing nude, she said gently, "Thank you Mr. Jacobs, but all the talk of fucking has put me in the mood again, and it sounds like we have a bunch more places and acts to get to, so if you'll lock the door on the way out, we'll get back to it. Thank you--and good night. It was so nice to meet you! And thank you for understanding and for the sage advice."
Mr Jacobs looked at her blankly, appraising her silently for a moment, then at Cody and the exploded into mirthful laughter, saying, "Hold on to her, Cody; she's truly a treasure! Good night, my dear." She nodded.
Cody told him, "I know it, sir, and I will! Thank you."
When they were certain Mr. Jacobs was gone from the offices, Cody laughed wide-eyed at Grace as he said, "Oh my God, Grace! You practically ordered my boss, the managing partner, out of the office! While you were naked! After being caught! Fucking me, a very junior new hire! On the desk!"
"Well, he interrupted our moment! I wasn't in the mood to be gracious, I guess! Lucky for us, it was 'Mr. Fuck Your Wife--Wives--in the Office' Guinness Book of World Records record holder instead of your prudish old secretary," Grace admitted.
"I'm not so sure she's all that prudish, and anyway, she's really been a real lifesaver and a sweetheart to me," Cody defended her.
"I'm not sure she approves of me, but I don't care, and she's not here. So... where were we?" Grace smiled mischievously, kneeling in the chair and presenting her beautiful ass to Cody. "I seem to remember Mr. Jacobs recommending this position; let's see if we agree!" Grace continued. They tried it for about 15 minutes, and both heartily approved of Mr. Jacobs' recommendation.
They realized that they wouldn't hit all the positions that night and that they had to get the office set up. "I'll have to come over sometime during the day and fill in the missing positions on our office-sex dance card. Do you think it smells like sex in here?" Grace asked.
"Probably. We can spray some air freshener, and the cleaners come in Sunday night. From what Mr. Jacobs said, I bet it won't be the first time they've cleaned up sexual aftermath!" Cody laughed.
As their duties and responsibilities increased in their respective jobs, they found it harder and harder to make time for sex and each other. On one memorable day, Grace came over for lunch. They locked the door and closed the blinds. She backed Cody up against the desk, knelt, unzipped his pants, and took out his rapidly hardening cock. She was truly hungry for it, and sooner than she'd imagined, he filled her mouth and sprayed his cum all over the front of her dark blouse. She swallowed and then went to the bar sink in his office to try to wash it out of her blouse. She had limited success.
As they waited on it to dry, Cody put her on all fours on his desk and sat in the chair, burying his face in her pussy from behind. She had to put his handkerchief in her mouth so as not cry out too loudly as he feasted on her and drove her to two orgasms.
By the time Cody had cleaned his face, and she had settled down a bit, he was getting hard again.. Grace sat on the edge of the desk, her legs spread, her sopping pussy inviting him to slide his big, hard cock in. He quickly accepted the invitation and she wrapped her legs around him. He pounded her as her legs drew him in. Her tits lured him to bury his face between them and to alternately suck them. Grace came long, and deep, and hard. Cody went a bit longer then drove deep and started exploding into her as she wrapped her arms and legs around him tight, loving every second of it.
Several moments passed, but they stayed that way. The moment was broken when his secretary, Mary Helen Havens, called on the intercom: "Cody, you have an appointment in 15 minutes."
Grace said, "Well, duty calls," and disengaged and went to check on her blouse. "Oh, no, it's staining!" she cried.
"Put it on anyway. I'll call Mary Helen in and see if she has any ideas," Cody told her.
"But she'll know what we've been doing!" Grace exclaimed.
Cody laughed, "Trust me, she knows exactly what we've been doing. She knows we probably have our clothes off. That's why she gave me the 15-minute warning--to wrap it up!"
"But...," Grace protested.
