It was Wednesday morning, the day after Joni had given me my "physical". I went to Nikki's office to share a morning kiss, check out how she was dressed, and let her question me on my CFNM show for Joni (and Alicia).
Nikki was wearing a navy blue business suit with a white blouse, the skirt just below the knee. Her long, tanned legs were bare, and she had navy blue peep toe pumps with a modest heel on her feet. I knew she was going to be in meetings all day, and this would be our only opportunity to meet.
I held her firmly in my arms as we kissed. Our morning kisses were always soft, almost tentative. Not like the aggressively passionate ones we would share at the end of the day. But even so, I usually would begin to get hard.
And today was no exception. As the bulge from my cock became more prevalent, Nikki pressed herself against me and began to gently grind.
"Obviously Joni didn't break it!" Nikki cooed into my ear.
"Do you want to hear about it?"
"No time. Have to get to my first meeting. Besides, Joni, Alicia and I met for drinks afterwards and they told me the whole story."
"What?"
"Uh-huh. Everything."
I stood there, embarrassed and humiliated at the thought of the three women discussing my masturbations for them and giggling over drinks. Despite the shame, I felt my cock get even harder.
"One thing Joni forgot to tell you about tomorrow. Have at least $600 in cash with you when she picks you up tomorrow evening."
"For what?"
Nikki didn't answer. She just gave me a kiss on the cheek and headed out the door.
A few days before, Nikki had promised to masturbate for me if I gave Joni a private show where I made myself come for her. I had done that the night before, and Joni told me that Nikki's performance would be on Thursday evening.
But what did I need the $600 for?
I was distracted all morning, unable to concentrate on my work.
It just got worse in the afternoon. I was conducting a meeting after lunch that Nikki attended. She and I are often in the same meetings, and she has always been very professional. Never has she hinted that there was a relationship other than business.
Not today. She sat at the back of the room, legs crossed with her right pump dangling precariously on her toes. I tried not to look, but every time I looked away she would flex her sexy foot, and the motion would draw my eyes back to the show.
Fortunately, I was standing behind a lectern and was able to hide the growing erection in my pants.
Then she discreetly began to perform fellatio on her pen. Sitting in the back of the room, in a position where no one else could see her, she slid her pen in and out of her mouth. Looking right at me, her shoe still dangling.
I'm surprised that it hadn't happened sooner, but I lost my train of thought and stood there, an awkwardly long silence ensuing.
After what felt like an eternity, I was able to refocus on my subject and continue the meeting. When I stole a glance at Nikki again, she was sitting all prim and proper, feet on the floor, pen busily in use taking notes.
Leaving the meeting, as she passed by me, I could think of only one thing. "Bitch."
Nikki stopped, smiled at me and said "You have no idea!" And walked out of the meeting room.
I did not see her the rest of the day, and I knew she had scheduled a personal day for Thursday.
So when Joni picked me up Thursday evening to take me to watch Nikki masturbate, I was still a little ticked off and was trying to decide on some proper payback.
But I was immediately distracted by Joni - she was dressed like a complete slut! A gold lame halter that displayed a lot of side boob, Daisy Duke shorts with plenty of cheek on display, and a pair of "Fuck Me" pumps with generous toe cleavage.
"White, suburban, teenage trash!" Joni boasted as she pirouetted in front of me. The effect was stunning. And to think that 48 hours ago I had been in her office, where the conservatively dressed doctor had "examined" me.
We got in her car and headed out. "Do you have the money?" she queried.
"Yes, I do."
"Good. We have about a 2 hour drive."
"Really? I thought we were going to Nikki's house."
"No, it is a different venue. Now no more questions. You'll see shortly."
We entered the interstate, and Joni pulled into the first rest stop. Could Nikki possibly be planning to meet us here?
Joni got out of the car. "Your turn to drive." she said as she climbed into the back seat of the car.
I headed out onto the highway after getting behind the wheel. "Pull into the next rest stop. It's about 58 miles from here." she said. "And don't look back here!"
Within a minute or so I could hear her talking to someone on her cell phone. She leaned over the front seat to turn the radio volume up. I caught a quick glance of her pert breast dangling from her halter, complete with an erect nipple.
With the volume up, her conversation was completely masked. But as I was glancing in the rear view mirror, I could see her halter draped over the back seat. Joni was sitting behind me, so I could not see her.
Next time I looked, her shorts were there as well.
As the miles, went by, the volume of the conversation behind me continued to increase. Soon it became clear that Joni was having phone sex! And was probably laying naked in the back seat getting herself off!
Then my peripheral vision caught some motion. Joni had her feet up besides the head rest, straddling my ears. Her pumps were off, and as I turned my head I caught the sweet oder of her feet for the first time. Of course I was very turned on. In fact, painfully so.