Some Cfnm During My X-Rays

This is a continuation of a previous story about my experience injuring my hip, getting some scans down and a massage as well. I recommend reading the previous chapters first.

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On Friday morning I leaned back in my chair at the office and gazed out the window. I thought back on some of the events of the last couple of weeks while I drank my second coffee that day. Recently I had visited an imaging clinic for some scans which led to several erotic encounters with a receptionist, a nurse and a doctor. Afterwards, I took up an offer for a massage from the receptionist at the clinic who also moonlighted as a masseuse.

That massage had taken things to a new level. It was an extremely sensual massage and not only did I have sex with Lisa the mature and sultry brunette massseuse but on top of that, we were unexpectedly observed by Sandie, the nurse from the clinic, during the act. Possibly even more shocking was the realisation that Lisa had planned for Sandie to witness this as she was trying to help Sandie understand what she was missing in her sex life. According to Lisa, Sandie's fiancé was fairly diminutive in comparison to my exceptionally well endowed 9" tool.

I left that night unsure of what would happen next and I had not yet heard from either women since then. However, I was eager to see either of them again. Even the slightest thought of booking another massage triggered a rise in my cock and the thought of having the opportunity to give Sandie a level of satisfaction she had likely never experienced before was also tantalising.

The time was now just after 11am and I realised two things: I should probably get some work done today and, secondly, having had two coffees and a protein shake after the gym this morning meant my bladder needed some release. I sat up out of my chair and shook my head with a bit of a chuckle as I let go of my musings.

As I walked down the corridor towards the bathrooms I noticed my penis, while still flaccid, was feeling particularly thick and heavy due to my earlier thoughts.

I turned a corner and arrived at the entrances of the respective men and women's bathrooms. I nearly reached the men's door when the women's door opened and a woman stepped out with a look of frustration on her face.

"Oh, Sam, hey!" The woman said to me. I paused mid-step and looked at her. It was Veronica, a young new hire who - to be honest - I hadn't interacted with much yet.

Although, looking at her right now I thought I should definitely try to talk to her more as she was looking particularly stunning today. She was a reasonably tall woman at around 5'9" and today she wore red heels, a short dark grey skirt, a white blouse that had a few buttons open and a cute blazer which matched her skirt. She was curvy in all the right places with long wavy strawberry blonde hair that fell to her shoulders. At around 24, fresh out of university, her measurements reminded me of the large breasted mature receptionist Lisa. Again I felt another stirring in my loins.

"It is Sam right?" She added, interrupting my thoughts.

I chuckled "Haha. Hey. Yes, I'm Sam. What's up?" I said briefly.

"This is really embarrassing..." she started to explain and then added "but one of the stalls in the women's bathroom is shut for repairs. And someone else is using the other stall and she's taking forever... I am really busting to go because I've been doing this stupid lemon water vegan cleanse the last 24 hours." She explained while visibly squirming.

She quickly added her request, "Do you think anyone will care if I pop into the men's? Is there anyone in there?"

I could see her discomfort and could tell this was both painful and awkward for her. "Oh, no one will care. I'm about to go too. Let me scout ahead though." I said with a wink.

I took a few more quick steps and pushed open the door to the men's bathroom with my right hand. Leaning inside I quickly saw that it was empty. Just one stall in the corner with a door ajar and two urinals to my right.

I twisted my head back over my left shoulder and said "Hey come on in, coast is clear."

She smiled excitedly and stepped forward. "Oh thank god" she said as she walked into the room, brushing past me as I kept the door open with my right arm extended and my back against the door. Her perfume hit me and I couldn't help but notice it was very sensual, like a mixture of coconut milk and orange. My cock pulsed and unfurled an extra half inch after this discovery.

She rushed into the stall and I let go of the door. In less than a second I heard her start emptying her bladder and a loud exhale of relief that almost sounded like a moan.

I was about to step up to the urinal and begin relieving myself as well, when I noticed that my hand had gotten sticky from something while holding the door. Not wanting to touch my junk with god knows what, I quickly washed and dried my hands first.

I rolled back my white shirt sleeves, unzipped my grey suit pants and out snaked my sizable appendage. Due to my morning musings during coffee, my cock was still a little extra longer than its normal flaccid length, if I had to guess I'd say it was roughly 7 and a half inches long at this point and my balls were feeling heavy too.

I pointed down at the urinal and started my own stream going. Meanwhile I heard Veronica's stream starting to wind down. In an effort to defuse the awkwardness of just hearing our respective bodily processes I said "It's Veronica, right?" with a projection in my voice.

"Oh, yeah!" She responded back "I just joined the strategy team recently. Sorry, maybe I should've introduced myself before barging into your bathroom" she answered in a joking manner and I heard the toilet start to flush.

I laughed and replied back "You just joined and you're already shaking things up I see!" I leaned back slightly as I continued to comfortably empty my bladder into the urinal, holding my thick hose of a cock in my left hand and resting my right hand on my hip lazily.

The door from the stall opened and Veronica stepped out. Obviously she wasn't surprised to see me as we'd been chatting and she'd heard me using the facilities as well. I continued to mind my own business and thus did not turn to face her, I just focused on doing what I needed to do, the same thing she had been doing a moment earlier. Of course I was still aware of her on my periphery, towards my right-hand side I heard her step up to one of the sinks and start washing her hands, squirting some soap as well.

Several seconds passed and my stream started to wane, I then realised that the tap at the sink had been running for longer than I expected and Veronica didn't seem to have moved. I started to turn my head to the right out of curiosity and at that moment I realised two things.

Firstly, due to her position at the sink, the position of the mirror in the room and her current angle, she had a clear sight of my cock happily hanging out of my pants in all its glory.

Secondly, the sight of my flaccid yet impressively large package had caused her to freeze up. She stood there staring through the reflection straight at my groin as she continued to absently rub her hands together under the running water. She honestly seemed to be lost in a dream.

I would've zipped up by now but I was waiting for the last of my bladder to empty. And while I curious how long she would unabashedly stare at the penis of her senior colleague I decided it wasn't worth the risk of someone else walking into the bathroom and creating a fuss about the situation.

As the last drops came out of dick I twisted my body to the right ever so slightly and lightly coughed "Ahem" I said. "You alright there Veronica? You really going to let that go to waste?"

Her eyes flicked from my cock up to my face, still looking at me through the reflection. Her mouth gaped in a slight shock as her eyes closed and her face screwed up in embarrassment. "Oh fuck I'm sorry. I-" she stammered and then turned around to look at me. She pried her eyes open into a squint but kept her focus on my face. "Wait... What did you say?" she added.

My flow was finished but I still needed to shake some drops off my dick before packing it away. So I just gave it two good flicks and repeated myself "I said, are you really going to let that go to waste?"

Her face was frozen again as she struggled to process my meaning. Her mouth still a little agape, her eyes lowered back down to the veiny monstrosity I was casually holding in my left hand. "I-" she started to say, before I finally packed my package away into my pants and zipped up.

"I meant the water. You're wasting the water, you know?" I explained, while nodding in the direction of the sink behind her with the tap still running.

"OH!" she exclaimed while closing her eyes again. "Shit yeah." she swore and turned around to turn off the tap. She paused and then gripped each side of the sink, staring down at the drain in embarrassment.

I relaxedly walked up to the other sink and briefly washed my hands, grabbing a sheet of paper towel to dry my hands and offering another piece to her. "Hey. It's okay." I said calmly, and added jokingly, "Most men normally have one you know. It's a little secret of us guys."

"...little?" she said with a bemused look.

"Well..." I started to say.

"Trust me. Most men don't have one... quite like that" she smiled widely, seemingly regaining her composure. Then she looked me deeply in the eyes while continuing "...and something tells me that's not a little secret to you."

I chuckled and said "Okay. Guilty as charged."

She laughed as well, looking down, blushing a little and biting her lower lip.

"Maybe we should step out of here..." I suggested while gesturing.

"Yeah... probably. Otherwise who knows what I'll see next." she joked and I laughed.

As we exited the bathroom she said "Well, it was good getting to know you better Sam..."

"Likewise..." I replied "You never know who the voyeurs are among us" I said playfully.

"Hey!" she said with a pout.

I just winked at her and said "Don't worry. I enjoyed it."

She mock-punched me in the shoulder as we continued to walk down the corridor.

Finally we reached my office and paused. She turned to me and said "So... maybe... next time you can watch." she said with a smirk. "Until then, you can watch this." and she turned around and walked away, sensually swaying her hips and knowingly showing off her plump but firm looking ass to me as I stared after her.

I shook my head lightly and re-entered my office. Sitting back down at my desk I noticed a message on my phone.

## Hey big boy.. a friend is throwing a party tonight. Interested? Sandie will b there ;)

I quickly realised it was from Lisa, the masseuse, and smiled. I typed a response:

## Hey Lisa, sounds cool ;-) what time?

She responded:

## Yeah. It will it's gonna b good. Party should be buzzin by 9 and u can bring someone if u want. Might make sandie a bit jealous ;)

I smirked and we worked out a few more details.

The rest of the day went by without much hassle. I dealt through a few work tasks as usual. Although I couldn't help but notice that when I stepped out for lunch or to grab a drink from the office kitchen that a couple of the women from the office were a little bit flirtier with me than normal. I had a feeling that Veronica might have mentioned our encounter to some of the other girls.

I'd worked at this office for several years but I hadn't fooled around with many colleagues. I guess the "cat is out of the bag" I thought to myself. More like "cock is out of the bag" another voice in my head said. I laughed to myself as I headed to the elevator at the end of the day.

It was empty and I stepped inside. I was pressing the button when I heard someone rushing around the corner to catch it too. I quickly changed to hitting the "open" button instead and successfully kept it from closing when suddenly Veronica appeared in the gap of the door. "Hey!" she said and then saw me and grinned, repeating more enthusiastically "Oh hey!!"

She stepped inside "Thanks! Well, well... we meet again" she said while gesturing provocatively with her eyebrows.

"Hey" I simply said with a smile.

Veronica relaxed against another wall of the elevator and looked around innocently. I decided to play it cool.

I noticed her glance down at my crotch and then back up at my eyes and smiled.

"Oh by the way..." she started to say while casually opening her purse with one hand and then partially revealed something red. I turned and saw that she'd revealed a frilly pair of lingerie while she continued "...after this morning they were so soaked I actually had to take them off..."

I smirked and lifted my eyebrows a little "I like the colour" I said and she smiled back. Thinking back to Lisa's texts, I had an idea. "Want to go to a party tonight?" I said.

Veronica had a mix of surprise and intrigue in her eyes. "Sure..." she said.

"Cool." I said. We exchanged numbers and I told her I'd pick her up beforehand. As we went separate ways she flashed a smile.

When I got home I showered and cleaned myself up. I decided to dress smart casual for the night, not really knowing exactly what the party would be like. But I noticed the address was in a pretty fancy area so this seemed like a good idea.

I headed out and picked up Veronica. She was dressed to kill in a red dress that lifted her amazing breasts up and the same red heels from today. She was gorgeous and I was excited to see where the night might lead.

We arrived out front and discovered it was indeed a fancy neighbourhood and the house matched that fanciness. From the outside it looked like a two storey mini mansion and the garden even had a fountain. We could hear music playing inside and we rang the bell.

A few moments later we saw a shadow behind the frosted glass of the front door and shortly after it opened wide. A beautiful older woman greeted us with a look of curiosity. She had to be late 40s, around 5'10", slightly grey golden hair, a thin but elegant body wearing a blue dress with a set of pearls around her long neck. She flashed a gorgeous smile.

"Well hello!" she said. "Let me guess..." and she studied me for a moment. "Sam?"

"Wow, I'm famous it seems." I responded with a smile.

"Or possibly infamous." she quipped back with a devilish grin. "And Sam is accompanied by...?

"Veronica, it's a pleasure to meet you." replied my date.

"Wonderful. Lisa mentioned you might be joining us. I believe she's in the hot tub at the moment. My name is Miranda Herrington. Welcome to my humble abode! Would you care for a glass of champagne?" The lady of the house gestured us inside. For some reason my mind registered that there was some significance to her name.

We happily agreed and entered.

It was indeed a mansion. Complete with an open lounge and kitchen space with high ceilings and doors that opened out to the backyard which included a pool and the aforementioned hot tub. All up I'd say there were 30 to 40 people buzzing around. Some in swim gear, some dressed simply smartly. There was even a lawn with a mini putting green and some older gentlemen were enjoying a little bit of golf.

Miranda showed us to the kitchen and grabbed two glasses for us. "So tell me about yourselves. How did you meet Lisa?" She asked while pouring.

"Well, actually Lisa gave me a massage treatment as I've recently been dealing with an injury." I explained. Then gesturing to Veronica I added "and Veronica and I work together at a private architecture and design agency."

"Oh you're an architect?" Miranda asked.

"Yes, although I more oversee the projects and pitch the proposals at the moment." I added.

"Fascinating. I should introduce you to—" Miranda was cutoff by the door bell ringing again. "Ah. Duty calls. I'll be back in a moment." she winked and disappeared.

"This place is incredible..." Veronica whispered to me.

"I know," I said. "By the way. You're dressed perfectly."

She looked at me and smirked and repeated my line back to her "I know" she said.

"Oh it's no trouble, I was just pouring some glasses for some other guests!" Miranda was saying as she returned to us, leading the new arrivals. "Sam and Veronica. I'd like you to meet Sandie and Rob!"

Miranda revealed another couple. One half of whom I knew - Sandie the nurse from the clinic - the friend and coworker of Lisa.

"Sam!" Sandie exclaimed with surprise. Her partner was slightly taken aback by the strength of the reaction.

"Oh you all know each other?" Miranda laughed.

"Not all of us." I said.

We then proceeded to make some introductions. As we did I looked at Sandie and Rob. She was dressed in a simple but fashionable black jumpsuit dress-like outfit with an opening down the front and what appeared to be no visible bra. The back of the dress was open and she looked stunning with her auburn hair and dazzling green eyes.

Rob on the other hand was dressed in a blue shirt and jeans. No belt. He didn't seem to have put in a lot of effort. He was also only a little taller than Sandie. Probably no more than 5'6" it seemed. He was slim but not seemingly muscular in any way.

I couldn't help but notice Sandie was analysing Veronica a fair bit. She seemed to be curious about our relationship to one another.

Suddenly Miranda called someone over "John! Come here there's someone I want you to meet!"

A tall, strong but older 60 year old man strode over to join us. "John this is Sam." I shook his hand, he had a confident grip.

"Good to meet you Sam." John said.

Miranda added "He's an architect!"

"He is, is he?" John added rhetorically. "My company works with architects from time to time."

Suddenly a lightbulb went off in my head "You're John Herrington," I simply said.

"Damn straight. Are you psychic boy?" John smiled.

I laughed "No, but I just realised my firm pitched your company on the Plateau project."

"Ah..." John said. "And I take it from the tone of your voice that you're not from McHale's. You didn't win the pitch?"

"No, we didn't. Actually I wasn't part of the pitching team at that point but I wish I had been." I said.

"Tell me about it," John said with curiosity. He pulled me into a conversation and we talked shop for several minutes. I explained my thoughts on the project and the decisions that were taken. I also explained how I had concerns over the approach McHale was taking.

"Well Sam... maybe you are psychic..." he said more seriously. "The project isn't going well actually and I have been regretting our choice. I wish you'd been in that pitch to be honest."

He looked into the distance pensively.

"Sam." He started slowly. "Give me your card. And let me think a bit more. It might be too late to undo this but my firm has another project on the horizon. Even bigger than Plateau. I think maybe you are the right man for it."

I was amazed. If this led to us winning a contract with Herrington it could turn the whole firm's prospects around. We shared contact details and John left us to go entertain more guests.

After he walked away I turned to see Veronica staring at me with a mixed look of disbelief and lust. Clearly impressed she leaned to my ear and whispered. "That was fucking incredible... You have no idea how much I want to ride your massive cock right now you sexy business god." she said.

I nearly gulped but regained my composure. It was a turn on to hear her be so blunt. Clearly the champagne had some effect and the thought of having her on top of me sent blood running to my manhood. I felt my cock begin to unfurl a bit.

We rejoined Sandie, Rob and Miranda to find them admiring a large painting hanging against the wall. It was of a tall, muscular naked man posing with one foot propped up onto a chair, he was staring pensively into the distance. The colours were very dynamic with dark shadows around the man and his body painted in a dark red colour.