Please read Pt1 so you know whats happened to me so far in this series.
I am Anna and slowly writing about my sexual experiences.
I am a happily married wife, age 26, the only problem being is I love sex, no, I need sex.
For those who don't want to read about me, I am 5ft 6inches tall, dark haired, slim with a pert bum and tits.
By sex I mean cock, lots of cock. I will happily let guys use me, I love flashing and letting people, male or female touch me up in public. I love an audience as my husband well knows.
In part 1 of this work experience I recalled how I got fucked on the train, twice, and exposed. At work, the advertising agency I worked for had an opportunity to pitch for a new client.
The product was sexy underwear, which led to me parading around my boss Dan, and four other partners in his office, in the sexy knickers and bras.
It, obviously ended up with me getting fucked, along with Claire who was a female partner. We even put on a show for the guys, which I loved.
Anyway they decided to pitch for the business with a theme based on teasing, my suggestion.
We were up against two other ad agencies and had to get our ideas and outline presentation by the end of the week. This was Monday.
Dan taken me lunch in a nice Italian restaurant. I had my work suit on and under my flimsy blouse, one the peephole bras. My hard nipples were clearly showing and the waiters were getting a good look
"See, I told you the teasing theme is good, look at the guys ogling my tits."
Dan was smiling as we ate talking about the pitch for this new business.
"We have to decide what market they are aiming at, young girls, sexy wives or both and what media. Magazines, shops or mail order to market them properly."
"Well there is already Ann Summers shops selling similar lingerie and toys, so to me it has to mail order or dirty magazines." I grinned.
"You can show nipples in main ads but not vaginas, so I guess your right. They will need to target the seedier side of the market, dirty magazines, that way we can show everthing." Dan replied.
He explained to me that the next two or three days would be very busy. Putting together the presentation, slides, boards and pictures along with recommended advertising methods and such things.
Tomorrow they were meeting with a photographer to get some pics of models wearing the lingerie.
"We will need the right type of models, a mixture of young and old, but they must look right."
"How?" I asked.
"Sex sells but they must have the right face for the ads."
"Whose going to be looking at their faces?"
"They need the look, you know the one. The eyes saying fuck me."
Toni, the owner overheard the last remark as he asked if we wanted coffee.
"Just like yours Anna, you have fuck me eyes. I know I would!"
I grinned as I felt my nipples got harder.
I didn't see much of Dan as he and Peter were busy on the phones organising everything for tomorrow. At the end of the day I took off my work suit and not having any other clothes, just put my raincoat on over my blouse and headed home.
The tube was busy but no luck. The trains however were chaos, the previous two of mine had been cancelled. The station was packed and I smiled as I was pushed into a corner by the crowd.. I had my back against a wall and a guy was facing me. As more people pushed in he was crushed against me.
"Sorry," he said.
"It's ok, not your fault," I replied.
I saw him looking down and smiling.
"Your coat has come undone luckily."
I glanced down and saw that in the pushing and shoving getting on the train my coat was completely undone.
"Do you often travel dressed like that?"
"Yes, I find it easier if someone wants to grope me as they do often. It means my clothes don't get messed up or covered in cum."
"Well at least your honest and open about it. Tell me if you don't mind, do you enjoy it?"
"Usually," I grinned as I felt his hand caressing my leg.
"Stockings and suspenders as well, I think you want to be touched up, your just asking for it, like a slut, aren't you?"
I moaned and nodded as his hand managed to reach my bushy mound.
"Nice bush as well, I like that. Open your legs for me slut."
I opened my thighs, a finger was rubbing between my cunt lips.
"Want me to finger your wet cunt slut?"
"Yes." I moaned as I felt two fingers enter me. I gasped as he pushed them right up inside, he was nearly lifting me off the ground by my cunt as he pulled up inside me, hard.
"Like that," he said as the palm of his hand ground on my clit.
"Tell me you want it, say it, say you want me to make you cum," he said as the train made a stop. People pushed by, getting off. We had a bit more room i the corner of the corridor.
