Naughty ideas suddenly springing forth in her brain, Penny nonchalantly made sure the vertical blinds on the inner windows were fully closed and then walked back to lean against Bernadette's desk. Without Leonard even noticing, she had twisted her skirt around so that the slit was now in front, between her legs. Casually, she hoisted herself up so that she was sitting on the front of the desk, facing Leonard on the sofa. "You know," she suggested, "it's a real shame that an office this nice is not being used...for something."
As she was talking, she seductively spread her legs as wide as the skirt allowed, permitting Leonard to plainly see the crotch of her pale blue panties. "Holy shit, you are sooo sexy," he gasped as he looked up her skirt. "If you're suggesting what I think; I know Bernadette won't be back today but aren't you worried about someone else coming in."
"Are you kidding," she told him, "no one ever wants to come in this office. They avoid it like the plague. If someone gets called into this office, they get that look of desperation on their face like they're walking that "green mile" going to The Chair."
"Ooo I loved that movie," he admitted, referring, of course, to Stephen King's classic story. As he watched, Penny shifted her ass on the desk, pulling her skirt up her marvelous legs until it was bunched around her waist. Looking closely, he could see a damp spot on her panties, her camel toe distinctly outlined. Leaning forward off the sofa, he crawled on his knees to the desk and positioned himself between her legs. Running his hands up and down her luscious thighs, he was once again amazed at how silky smooth her skin was. Beginning at her knees, he began to kiss his way up her warm legs, alternating the left and then the right. When he kissed around the edges of her panties, Penny's body shivered and she lifted her ass so that he could slide the damp garment, along with her skirt, down, and off, her legs. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it down her arms, followed by her flimsy bra, leaving her incredible body naked.
Leonard leaned in to inhale her aroused scent and felt his penis harden. His tongue licked the sides of her bald slit and he watched as her inner labia began to spread open. It was like watching time lapse photography of a flowers petals blossoming as her lips emerged from the depths of her hole. "My God your pussy is beautiful," he praised as the "wings" of her "butterfly" spread apart. He reminded himself of how lucky he was to be worshipping his blond goddess...she truly was the girl of his dreams. He lapped at her slit, savoring her sweet nectar as it seeped out of her pussy. Using his thumbs, he spread her plump lips apart and was rewarded with the sight of her bright pink inner flesh.
Leaning in, he inserted his tongue as far as it would go and used it like a scoop to gather her juices and suck them into his mouth. "Mmmm mmmm good," he mumbled into her crotch. As he lapped at her hole and held her open, his nose brushed against her engorged clit and her pussy went into a spasm. He was rewarded with a face full of cum as it gushed out of her hole.; proving once again that foreplay was the key to pleasing his woman.
"Holy crap on a cracker," Penny groaned as her body twitched on the glass desk top. "No one else has ever made me squirt," she admitted, "baby, I need to feel you inside me...I need you to fuck me." Swiftly standing up, Leonard shoved his trousers and boxers down in record time; his fat nine inch prick springing up. Penny leaned back on the glass, supporting herself with her hands as he nudged his crown against her wet slit. Echoing her urgency, Leonard grasped her firm waist and lunged forward. In one continuous motion, his crown broke through her opening and his rigid meat slid all the way up her tunnel until his scrotum slapped against her ass. "Oh my fucking God," she screeched, "that feels so fucking good."
Her body shivered with another orgasm as he stretched the length of her tunnel in one motion. For Penny, there was no better sensation than that very first penetration and she was in ecstasy as her husband's penis spread her vaginal walls. "Fuck me baby...fuck me," she urged, splaying her legs even further apart. He began to slide his prick in and out of her hole, watching how her fleshy lips gripped his fat rod. Picking up the tempo, he was fascinated at how her creamy white foam now coated his pole as he drove it up into her pussy. For Leonard, there was no better feeling in the world than having his hard-on buried inside his wife's tight cunt. Her magnificent tits were bouncing up and down in rhythm as he slammed into her hole.
When Penny wrapped her long legs around his waist, Leonard put his arms around her nude body and struggled to walk them over to the sofa. With relief, he dropped them both onto the plush white leather, never withdrawing from her hole. "Fuck me baby...fuck your Penny's little cunt," she encouraged him, "your cock feels so good inside me." He loved it when she talked dirty and began to slam into her snug hole, his balls slapping audibly against her wonderful ass. Her magnificent tits had flattened out on her chest and were jiggling like water balloons as her body shook with the force of his thrusts. Bernadette's couch seemed extra deep and they were able to lay down fully with Penny's long legs fully on the cushions as Leonard drilled her pussy.
He loved the "squishy" sounds made by her slit as his pole slid in and out of her juicy tunnel. "Fuck me baby...stretch my cunt," she gasped as he rammed into her hole. "I love you sweetie," she whispered in his ear and it seemed to trigger his orgasm as he exploded deep in her belly. Feeling his warmth spreading inside her and her clit being trapped by his grinding pelvis, Penny squealed: "oh my God...yesss...cum in me baby...fill my fucking cunt." Leonard continued to pump his load deep in her hole until his balls were empty.
They were both perspiring profusely as Leonard rolled off her body, his shriveling cock slipping out of her slit. The sofa was so large that they were able to comfortably lay side by side and recover. "You realize we've soaked Bernadette's spot," he laughed, making fun of the long running joke about "Sheldon's spot." "We really should clean it up," he grinned.
"I have a better idea," Penny suggested, "we don't. Can you imagine how pissed she'll be when she comes in tomorrow and realizes that someone has used her sofa? She will launch a complete investigation...shouting and waving her midget arms. Luckily I have a sales call tomorrow morning." They both laughed out loud at the mental picture and hugged each other tightly.
"Well I better get back to work," he grudgingly stated, "although I'm sure no one will miss me. They'll just think I'm holed up in my lab playing with lasers."
Chuckling, she responded: "well you were holed up and playing, but lasers had nothing to do with it. Thank you for lunch, by the way; it was most enjoyable; my sexy husband."
"You're certainly welcome, my wonderful wife," he answered, "and thank you for dessert."
When Penny returned from her sales call the next day, sure enough, a full scale investigation was under way and the maintenance staff was busy going over the couch with a steam-cleaner. A couple hours later Bernadette called Penny into her office; or "Godzilla's Lair," as it was known. Penny could barely suppress a smile when she saw the stern look on Bernadette's face, and it was even more difficult when she asked: "I don't suppose you will admit to knowing anything about my sofa being violated yesterday." Penny just shrugged her shoulders as she stood casually in front of the desk. "I figured as much," Bernadette snapped, "but that's not the reason I called you in here. It seems George Lucas has another "Golden Gurls" script and would like to begin filming next Wednesday. They're renting a mansion up in the hills of Compton, so it's not a long drive. I guess it's cheaper to rent on weekdays. I'll get the details to you when I get them...that's all."
The next day at the office, George Lucas, who was the Director, got them on a Zoom call to discuss the details of the next in the series of films staring the Golden Gurls. They were to reprise their roles as undercover cops investigating an adult film company who was suspected of smuggling drugs from Mexico. Their characters answered casting calls for female adult actresses and while on the set they would snoop and try to uncover evidence of crimes. "Genius, isn't it," he crowed, "we're making an adult film about making an adult film. We can use our own equipment as sets." The male actors were to be the same as the first two Blonds On Blacks films, with the addition of a sixth. "You're going to love this guy," he told them, "we discovered him in South Africa. His name is Andre."
After giving them directions to the location, everyone hung up and Bernadette immediately called Howard. "Listen, I know damn well it was Penny who told George I like golden-showers, even though he swears it wasn't. I'll have my revenge. Before the shoot, you tell him Penny is really into bondage and being dominated...it has to come from you and not me. I'm sure she hates not being in complete charge...you see how she wears the pants in that relationship. It'll kill her not to be in control. That'll show her who's boss."
