Ban Heist

Knowing that my friends were getting ready for the night, I regretted being the new branch manager of the bank, for the first time.

After bragging about it for the last four months, I had to endure their sarcastic phone calls or messages all day.

"Happy end of fiscal year, Harry"

"We'll drink for you too, you stuck up bitch!"

The staff worked overtime for the last 24 days and my idiot friends found the day when I had to review and finalize the closing of this year.

They had reservations to have dinner at the new club and they were going to spend the night at the huge, trendy place.

I couldn't imagine the hot chicks they would dance with. Not that I was a serial cheater but who knew what could happen.

I was walking downstairs, as it was closing time of the bank. I heard Marcus's loud voice and Matilda's angry response to him. At least I thought so.

When I turned the corner, I saw both of them, looking at the same direction. I took another step to see four masked men.

They didn't see me; I could see everyone in the basement floor, frozen.

Just when I was about to step back and disappear, that idiot clerk Matilda saw me "Mr. Nord!"

As if she saw a super hero, as if I was there to save them!

Two of the guys walked towards me, while one of them told Matilda to shut up.

I joined the staff on that floor. We were all standing, scattered around. They figured out I was the manager and I gave them the keys and codes without making them repeat their questions.

Two of them did the stealing, while the others collected our phones and kept an eye on us. None of us, even Marcus, the old, grandfather security guard, had an intention to be a hero.

In one hour, they were done and were about to leave. I thought so.

Then, one of them brought a large bag and took some ropes and tapes from that bag.

Another robber, apparently their leader, said "Be quick. Tape everyone's hands behind and their feet too, before using the rope to tie them to the desks."

The insignificant guy number one started to tape everyone.

The third guy, I'll call him 'Loki the trickster', looked around "Why don't we..."

The taper guy was working on my hands.

"Why don't we what?" Loki was ogling Allison, our Investment Associate. She was an incredible redhead making it easier to come to this workplace every day. Not just for me, for all the guys. Single hottie, long legs, clever corporate bitch. I'd divorce my wife in an instant, if she had her claws on me.

"We're not rapists, asshole!" said the leader.

Loki chuckled "Not that, you idiot. I'm in a good mood, so, I'm thinking of matchmaking."

The mask didn't hide the leader's confusion.

"I'll use the rope to tie them together. Two by two. Face to face. At least 10 hours till morning. I wish we had a camera with a sim card on it. To watch and record them!" he was laughing when he walked towards Marcus.

Why would anyone take a risk like that? Spend time for a stupid joke, which he would never have a chance to know how it went?

Anyway, when he grabbed Marcus's arm, I thought he was going to tie him with Matilda, who was standing right next to him. And I looked around to see my chances. Skinny Steve was on my right. If they had a bad sense of humor, to tie me up with him, I wouldn't make it till the morning. Some days, this guy had the worst breath I had ever known.

On my left, there was Annie. A junior clerk, 23 years old. She was a sweet girl with a great body. She was looking around in fear. Was she trying to figure out whom she would pick too?

I had 50% chance of hell, so I wished it would be Annie.

But I stopped making calculations when I heard the guy say "Ok, old man. You'll thank me till the day you die" and dragged him near Allison.

Man, I almost shouted to object. I couldn't even dream of getting tied to her. Or with her, whatever they were doing. Lucky bastard.

Allison's expression showed how she hated this particular match, besides the whole thing.

And they started to mix and match people. There were nearly 20 people at the bank.

I could see that they tied Cindy, the fatty financial adviser to skinny Steve and saw the fear in his eyes. I thought it was funny. 'Cindy's gonna eat you' I thought.

Then, one man held Annie's arm and dragged her to the 'spinster' Matilda. He chose to match that 57 year old hateful clerk and that naïve looking, sweet girl. I could assume that it was going to be a hard night for Annie.

"They don't look like lesbians to me" said the insignificant guy number two.

"Maybe they will find out they are" the stupid genius Loki snickered "Women are two more than men, so..."

"Funny, but no gay stuff. I don't like such shit. Leave the guys alone. The rest is balanced already" said the leader.

Hearing those relieving words, I started to look at the female staff to figure out how my night would go. There were two young chicks, a 50 year old but hot one. And there was Wendy. I wished it wasn't Wendy.

That blonde clerk sometimes gave me the creeps. Especially, when I had business with her. A prude, timid mother of three. Time to time, it was torture to have a conversation with her. She had a habit to explain everything in full detail, even after I made it clear I understood.

In fact, she wasn't ugly. Just the opposite. A mid-height blonde, 35 years old, with a few extra pounds on her. Her breasts held most of those extra pounds.

Fuck! They matched one of the chicks, Pat, with the Casanova Matt. That girl could get pregnant till the morning.

Of course, they were dragging Wendy to my direction. I looked around to see if there was anyone near me. No. They were dragging her to me.

I could see how embarrassed she was. She probably found it hard to be in the same room with the manager already and she hated that she was going to spend all night under my nose.

Not that I had an expectation about this whole thing but I would prefer a slutty employee instead of her.

When they were pushing her and me together, she was apologizing "I'm sorry Mr. Nord. I don't know what to say. Oh, my..."

"Come on, Wendy, there's nothing to apologize for. Hey! Too tight, err, sir!"

"Shut up. Do you want me to lift her up a bit? So you can talk to her tits instead?" They all laughed this time.

I guessed they noticed how she couldn't stop talking when she was nervous. Or, how uncomfortable she was about this.

I could see her face, in shame. Blushed cheeks, sucked in lips. She wanted to disappear. He said 'tits'. I could guess how inappropriate she found it. I mean, them talking about her breasts. To emphasize her assets in a way she would never accept.

They dragged us downstairs, scattered us to various corners, in two separate rooms. They taped our legs and tied us to some fixed furniture or pipes.

One of them started to put small tapes on our mouths. That floor was so secluded that there was no need for that. Nobody could hear us if we shouted.

We could stand, move around a bit but it was clear that we weren't going to be able to sit like that.

I saw Allison and Marcus on my right, three feet away. Matilda and Annie were a bit far on the left but I could hear Annie's whispers.

Matt and Pat... I don't know why but it sounded funny. Anyway, they were almost in front of us, tied to a fixed desk. Matt was already talking to her, his mouth inches away from her face. Man. I thought of warning him to act professional. But his filthy mouth got taped too.

I could see Cindy's large ass behind the pillar.

The heist guy with the ideas, I mean Loki, started taking our pictures. Each couple on its own at first, then, all of us. He probably thought he would show these to his grandchildren, telling them this story, if he managed to get away with this.

"So. I will be thinking about you peeps. In a very provocative way" snickering "especially you two" he said looking at Matilda and Annie, making Annie blush, Matilda cringe.

When the guy noticed how Marcus was looking up, not to see Allison's demeaning, cold expression, trying to avoid eye contact with her stern eyes, he walked to them, cut the tape and said "Why don't we do you a final favor, old man?"

He grabbed her arm, turned her around and pushed them together before tying them up in that position. Probably Marcus got an instant erection when his member found its place between those gorgeous ass cheeks, because I saw the panic in Allison's face "Stop this! Are you nuts?!" she was shouting but Marcus was standing in peace.

"Cut it short, the car is at the front" the wiser leader-like one warned him and they left.

We were looking at each other, trying to make an assessment of our situation.

Just when everyone started fidgeting, Loki appeared again.

"I thought leaving just this light on would make it more romantic, right?" He turned off the lights and turned on the light on the desk at the other end of the room.

He entered the next room, doing the same, making another joke that we couldn't hear and ran away laughing.

How could he be that comfortable? If I was their leader, I'd get rid of him as soon as we were in the clear. He could tip the police on themselves, if he thought it would be funny.

Wendy wasn't moving and I was looking at others.

Matt was trying to be funny with Pat. But she didn't seem like she was too annoyed by that. I thought he was trying to kiss her, with that tape on his mouth.

Oh, no. The clever asshole was so comfortable with the women, so he could come up with the obvious idea, without hesitation.

He was trying to take a hold of Pat's tape on her mouth. As far as I could see, he was pressing his face there, trying to bite the corner of her tape.

Wendy noticed that too but she couldn't figure out his intention. She looked at me, blushing. As if what was going on there would eventually spread on all of us and I was going to try and kiss her.

'You wish' I thought. What was wrong with that woman?

Everyone was looking at them, most finding this wrong, all hoping him to succeed.

When Pat also joined his efforts, pressing her face against him, instead of trying to get rid of him as she did before, it became a vivid scene.

They looked like they were making out in a very heated way. I don't know if anyone else thought the same but I felt my cock react to that.

At first, it had a good position and it wasn't touching anywhere. I turned my head to the wall, to forget what I was looking at but it was too late.

Because my naughty dick found its way to turn its head up a bit, thus, touching places.

It was waking up, raising its head, to look around.

Feeling Wendy's body, it thought it was a good idea to get involved.

When Wendy felt that, she looked at me, eyes wide open. I tried to show my embarrassment with my eyes and motioned my head showing the Matt Pat couple.

And when that stupid Wendy reacted with her whole body, trying to escape from this 'violation', she managed to have my cock right between us, pressing her upper thigh.

This gave my dick an impression that this was an invitation to an imminent action.

Stupid woman!

Now, there was no way I could calm it down, I loved the idea of grinding on women! I loved lap dances at strip clubs.

While we were struggling, I was trying to look at others, to distract myself. I avoided looking at Matt-Pat couple.

Matilda and Annie were standing still.

I could still see Cindy's ass but she was constantly moving. I guessed she was trying to reposition them so that they could lean on the pillar.

And, then I looked at Allison and Marcus. He was standing like a statue, as if he was having trouble to breathe. Allison was looking at the floor, trying to stand still. I could only guess that she was trying to avoid a scandalous outcome from their position. If I was in Marcus's place, I would already have ruined my pants and her dress. My eyes were at her ass, those incredible, round, small spheres of lust.

How could I keep my composure when my cock was pressing against Wendy's leg, seeing Allison like that?

We heard someone shout from the adjacent room. Where the rest of the staff was at.

"The mouth tape gets off guys, just rub them on each other. It gets sticky outside and then starts to fold!"

Was that...

I couldn't figure out who he was. So, I couldn't figure out the woman he was rubbing his face on.

That asshole heist guy was right. He put everyone in dire situations. I could picture him laughing in the getaway car.

I was getting too aroused.

Then I heard Matt "I did it. It's coming off."

He had the corner of the tape loose and he was talking from the side of his mouth. I wanted to tell him that he didn't do shit. It was Pat's success apparently, considering the method they chose to remove them.

"Pat, wait. I'll bite yours and take yours off."

At that moment, everyone looked at their peers, including us.

Wendy was moving her head to sides, frantically trying to say 'no'.

I was looking at her without reacting at first but things would be a lot easier if we were able to talk. So, I started nodding my head, insisting that it had to be a 'yes'.

A similar situation was taking place at Matilda couple. Annie was trying to rub her mouth on Matilda's but Matilda was turning her head to sides.

I made an attempt to rub my mouth on Wendy's but she turned her head away too, still trying to do that 'no' thing.

Allison was looking at everyone helplessly, knowing that she had no chance to get rid of her tape on her mouth. I think she wouldn't try to, even if she was facing him. Uptight bitch. Hot goddess.

When Wendy felt the sudden stiffness, she looked at me again. I moved my face forward one more time and she tried to move away in panic, making us fall down. She was on my side and I thought this was a chance. There was less room for her to keep her head away from me. So, I started to try and roll, until I managed to get on top of her. Everyone probably looked at us, hearing her muffled screams.

She was still able to move her head aside but at some point, I pressed my head on hers, to keep her head still between my head and the carpet. She was facing her right, me, my left. I pressed my mouth on the side of her mouth and slowly started to rub the tapes against each other.

She was constantly fidgeting under me and she couldn't understand my muffled 'Stop it!'

This was too much for my cock; she was getting me in a mood where I wanted to grind on her more.

If the heist guy turned off all the lights, I'd probably be humping her at the moment.

I kept rubbing my mouth, until the edge of her tape finally folded up. I tried biting it from behind my tape but she squeaked when I increased my pressure on her head.

So I kept rubbing and finally side of her lips was out in the open.

"STOP IT!" she shouted. How could she not understand what I was trying to do? Or see the impossible situation we were in?

I heard Matt say "Way to go boss!" followed by Pat's nervous laughter.

Everyone knew Wendy. They all knew why she was acting like this. And, they all found it funny when Matt said that to make her even more uncomfortable. But he put me in a perv situation as well. He was leaning towards us to watch but he stopped smirking and moved away when he saw my eyes.

I was getting annoyed and this time I was dedicated to get rid of those tapes.

I was moving my mouth from right to left, then down to up, trying to keep the tape roll away. At some point, my tape started to get loose as well.

Wendy was saying stuff, most inaudible.

"I know... remove it but... inappropriate..."

She finally understood that I wasn't trying to rape her through the fabric. What a moron.

But, when I was doing the down to up motion, I was also getting support from my feet, causing my whole body move up and down a bit. Against hers. And she felt my cock pressing hard against her crotch area, opened her eyes and tried to look at me, without being able to turn her head.

It was getting impossible to ignore the situation. Her breasts were getting my attention, as they were shape shifting, squeezed under my weight. Her smell was filling my nostrils, making me forget how a boring woman she could be. Making me perceive her as an attractive opposite sex.

And, when my tape started to fold as well, my lips started touching hers.

I stopped and whispered "Wendy, stop resisting. If we go on like this, we will both be embarrassed. Forcing you is not helping."

I let her head free and she looked me in the eye. She was able to talk finally "But I feel violated. Let the tape stay, getting rid of it won't help anything."

She had a point but I still believed that communication would make this easier.

"We're half way there, just look at me and don't move your head."

Then we heard Matilda let out a sound. I can't say she moaned but it reminded me that. How long was I distracted with our mouth tapes?

Annie had her imprisoned against the wall and she was trying to apply the same method on Matilda. Matilda was resisting too, just like Wendy. And from where I stood, she looked like she was molesting Matilda there. I remembered all the mandatory sexual harassment trainings and seminars we all attended to.

This sent another pulse to my cock.

Wendy let out a short squeak "What are you doing?" she whispered.

"I didn't even move!" I replied in a whisper. We looked like a married couple, constantly arguing. Instead of Allison, I was tied with this tight-arsed woman.

And, of course, when I thought about her, I looked that way. It was hard to look at them from the floor but I guess me and Wendy were the only ones that could see them completely, because they were behind a desk with dossiers piled up on it, blocking the view for the others.

At first, everything seemed normal. Allison looked like she was sleeping, a few inches bent forward. As she was trying to stay as far as she could.

And Marcus, leaning against the wall on his back, balancing her weight.

I was thinking that this was an awkward way to stand, until I looked at the support contact point of this equilibrium. I was right; this was an awkward position to stand. Did she choose to lean on his cock? Instead of his chest or whole body? Then I noticed the subtle motion there.

That Marcus bastard was very slowly grinding the front of his pants, and possibly his hard cock, on that narrow valley of love. And, standing like that, she was obviously pushing herself onto his cock, hosting his cock between her ass cheeks. Instead of standing straight, to stay away.

In fact, there was no chance for her to stop him or stay away; he could easily reach her in any case. But this was something else.

I missed all the developments while struggling to remove that fucking tape and possibly, there was no way to find out how she finally came to a point to offer her ass for him to enjoy like this.

I wasn't aware that I started to grind on Wendy's parts, possibly on the upper part of her pelvis bone or something like that. Watching them, I was carried away.

When I got hard again, Wendy whispered "Stop it! What are you doing Mr. Nord?"

"I'm trying to move a bit, to get it out of our way" I lied.

"It?" her face turned red "I knew it, oh my. No, no, no..." she looked like she was going to faint. As if this was a big surprise.

"What are you doing, Wendy? What did you think it was?"

"I was telling myself I was wrong, it could be a belt buckle or something. I was hoping that you didn't produce... that... I mean on my account, oh my..."

'On your account? Yeah, it's about you Wendy, of all women here, only you could make this happen!' I decided to stay silent. Obviously, she was trying to act naive, as if she just realized what was going on. It was a mistake to say 'it'.

"Wendy, stop talking nonsense and let me take those tapes off completely."