Ben: the Mail Room

I feel like my day is one of those things you read about in the old porn mag's letters page. Remember those? Dear Penthouse, I never thought it would happen to me, but...

I deliver parcels to businesses for FedEx. I've been doing it for a while and have a pretty set route with customers who I generally like. I was delivering to one of my offices and expecting to possibly interact with their new-ish mail room guy. I have a key for their mail room and I generally let myself in and drop stuff off as it's not like he just sits there all day waiting to see me.

The door was locked, so I let myself in. I was surprised to see Philip sitting at the desk as when the door's locked, it's because he's away. Oh and because he'd moved on.

Anyway, he said "hey Ben."

"Hey Philip, how are you?"

"I'm good," he said. He looked a little strange.

"I thought you'd left?"

"Promoted," he said, "but they needed me here to cover for a day, so here I am."

"Huh. Where's the new office?"

"Oh, it's on the other side of the freeway. It's a bigger place, and there's a lot more to do. Better chances for advancement, you know."

"Eh, I like things how I like things" I told him. "Routine isn't as bad as some people make it out to be."

"Yeah, well there's a lot of new stuff coming in," he said.

"What are you working on?" I asked him.

"All sorts," he said, "we're trying to lump less urgent loads together between mailing hubs to save money. The shorter delivery times between nodes are fine when necessary, but that gets expensive."

I heard Philip take in a sudden sharp breath, like he'd shocked himself or something.

"You OK?" I asked him.

"Mmm hmmm."

"Ben," Philip said, "you can keep a secret, can't you?"

"Sure can," I told him.

He slid his chair backwards. He was naked from the waist down.

"What the fuck?" I said, probably quite loudly. His dick was hard and I had no idea what he thought he was doing.

"Wait," said Philip, "this isn't the secret."

He was sort of nodding down. He peered under the edge of the desk and I went to see what he was peering at.

There's a cute redhead, Sue, who works in the building - we've talked a couple of times when she's been busy with some urgent shipping stuff, either sending or receiving. She's a fair bit younger than me, but not as young as I think Philip is. It looked to be her, topless and without her skirt on, under his desk.

"Jesus," I said. "Is that Sue?"

"Come on out, sexy," Philip said, "don't be shy."

She crawled out from under the desk and stood up, covering her tits with her hands and looking down at the floor.

"Hi Ben," Sue said.

She was blushing profusely.

"Let him see," Philip said.

She let go of her large tits, her hands by her sides. She was wearing just pantyhose, panties and shoes. And her nipples were pierced, which I hadn't expected, but I guess it takes all types.

"Wow," I said. "Were you sucking him off?"

She nodded.

"Why?"

"I like it," she said. "And I'm pretty sure he likes it."

"Maybe if you're lucky, she'll suck you off too," Philip said.

"I don't think my wife would like that," I said.

"Your wife won't know," said Philip.

"No, but I would."

Sue smiled at me.

"Aren't you married?" I asked her.

"I am."

"What would your husband say if he knew you were carrying on with this boy?"

"He already knows," she said, "he's into it."

"That's... odd."

"It works for us," she said.

"Do you want to watch?" Philip asked.

"Well," I said, "I guess that would be like being at a strip club, and Debbie knows I've done that with the guys."

Debbie and I are very honest with each other about everything. She knows when I go to clubs, and she's not dumb about the sort of things that happen when I've had friends having bachelor parties.

"Or you could take pictures with her phone?"

"Well," I said, "I guess that would be like watching porn, and we do that together."

We do watch porn together. It gets us both in the mood for a good humping.

"My husband likes to look at pictures of me," Sue said. "Well, when he can't watch me in the flesh, that is."

Interesting... he watched other guys fuck his wife? Philip handed me a phone.

"Just a sec," Sue said, taking it.

She pulled us around and had us stand either side of her, then took a selfie. She was topless and we were, well, looked dressed.

Philip took the phone and took another, showing she wasn't wearing a skirt and he wasn't wearing pants.

He gave the phone back and moved his chair away to sit against the desk.

Sue knelt down in front of Philip and took his dick in her hand. She held it in front of her face stroking it.

She stuck her tongue out and licked the tip, then rubbed it around her face as I took pictures. She sucked it into her mouth and held it there so I could take several pictures then held his ass and pulled her face to his stomach.

"Jesus Christ," I heard myself say.

Philip held her hair away from her face so I could get nice pictures of her deepthroating him.

She put his other hand on the back of her head, then started playing with her tits, gazing into Philip's eyes. He soon held her head against him, closed his eyes and tilted his head back and moaned slightly as he came.

Philip let go of her and she slid back to hold just the head of his dick in her mouth. She sucked it few seconds more, then let go.

He was looking for his clothes and she stood up.

"You're one sexy woman," I told her.

"Thanks," she said, "Debbie's lucky to have you."

"What do you get out of it?"

"I just like sucking cock," she said, blushing.

She bent down and collected her clothes from under the desk, Philip's hands on her ass.

Holding her clothes, she stood up again.

"I'd better get back to work," she said.

She put on her bra, tucking her tits away.

Philip was dressed by now, and we watched her put on her blouse, then her skirt, suddenly looking like a businesswoman.

"How do I look?"

"Normal," said Philip with a smile.

"Gotta go," she said, grabbing her phone from me. "Next time you're going to be here, Philip, let me know beforehand, and maybe I'll dress a little sexier."

Philip smiled, and slapped me on the back.

"Maybe we can bring Ben in again, too."

She seemed interested in that. I was interested to see what Debbie was going to think of all this.

"Uh," I said, "I guess I should be going too."

"For sure," he said, "for sure. I'll let you know if I can put anything more together with Sue if you'd like."

"Oh," I said, "I'd like."

I headed out, trying to concentrate on getting back to work and ignoring my aching balls.

That evening, when I got home, Debbie asked me how my day went, as usual.

"I had an interesting day," I told her.

She's used to me just saying "fine," so this piqued her curiosity.

"Oh really?"

"Yes," I told her, "you remember there's that little company with the guy Philip who I used to like seeing there?"

She nodded.

"I saw him there today. He was filling in. Anyway, I also saw one of the office workers there suck him off."

"What?"

"I went into the mail room and she was under the desk, topless, sucking his dick."

"Just like that?"

"Well, sort of. He was talking to me like normal, then he rolled his chair out and was naked from the waist down. Then he had her come out from under the desk and she was naked from the waist up and not wearing a skirt."

"Wait, what was she wearing then?"

"Pantyhose and panties."

"Nothing else?"

"And shoes."

"Wow," Debbie said.

"And then they had me take pictures with her phone while she sucked him off."

"Really?"

"Really. Her husband knows about this, and likes to see pictures. I was just like 'wow'."

"Did she suck you off?"

"No," I said, "I don't think she had time, but Philip did offer."

Debbie and I like sex but she doesn't like giving head. She doesn't mind receiving though.

"Did you want her to suck you off?"

"I'm not going to lie," I told her earnestly, "I did think about it, but I wouldn't do anything without talking to you first."

"Jesus," she said, looking down at my pants, "this has really turned you on, hasn't it?"

I nodded. It's not like there was anything else to say, really.

"OK," she said, "come and fuck me like I was her and you can have her suck you off. You're not to touch her though, like when we go to the strip clubs, OK?"

I nodded again, taking her hand and leading her quickly to the bedroom.