I got out of Josh's car in the parking ramp. My sundress was done up, all the buttons fastened, but as I walked towards the door to the stair well, I had this urge to unbutton and let my dress float around me. But I knew that this was a terribly bad idea. I knew something that I could do, however. As the door closed behind me I grasped the hem of my dress and shivering a little I lifted it up, higher and higher until I really could feel cool air on my bare pussy.
Normally I would not do something like this but the afternoon with Josh on the golf course with him stripping me over and over, fingering me and on the 16th hole, fucking me, I was too hot to really think things through and I was more interested in keeping my arousal going.
I walked up the two flights to the elevator level with my dress pulled up, showing pussy to people that weren't there, not thinking about security cameras and that I was where my husband worked. Once on the elevator after I had pushed the button for my husband's floor I leaned back and fondled my tits through the fabric, keeping my nipples hard and erect. I was being foolish and didn't know and probably would not have cared anyway.
Through the door to Rob's office where I first met Rita, the office receptionist, who called Rob to come up front. I didn't notice the smirk on her face as she noticed my nipples.
Rob came and got me.
"Beth, Tom was at the restaurant, the boss, and he wants to see you."
My stomach clenched. Had he seen me? Why did he want to see me?
Rob led me back to Tom's office and we passed his assistant Marcia, Rob nodding to her and I weakly smiled at her as she greeted us. Rob knocked on the door and we entered. Tom gave us a big, false smile.
"Rob, why don't you get that report, print it and bring it back here."
Rob left me with him.
"Tom, why did you want to see me?"
"Come here and I'll show you Beth."
I walked over to his desk, he took out his smart phone, fiddled with it and turned it to me. Shit! There I was, full frontal, face, tits pussy, everything!
"Now Beth, you don't want people, especially your family to find out about this do you?"
"No."
He pushed me against his desk, gently, and unbuttoned the top button of my sundress.
"I don't think anyone else that knows you was there today."
He unbuttoned the next button. He tilted my face up so I was looking at him. Unbuttoned the next button and the next one. Then he pushed my sundress off my shoulders and my tits were exposed.
I stepped around him and backed up, lifting my sundress back up and began to fasten the buttons he had undone. Tom stepped forward making me back up further, staring at him, nervously. My ass hit his conference table and he stepped up to, grabbing my wrists and pulling my arms down.
"What's the problem Beth? I've already seen it, seen you bare ass. I just want to see it closer. that's all.
"No Tom, I don't want...."
"Marcia, come in here. You know Beth, Marcia really doesn't like you. She's going to love this.."
Tom continued holding my arms down, my sundress partially unbuttoned and Marcia walked through the door. Tom let go of one of my arms and brushed the shoulder of my sundress off and the top of one breast appeared, almost down to the nipple. Marcia giggled, looking at the two of us. She stepped forward.
"Well, well, well, if isn't the prim and proper Beth Johnson. No bra today Bethie? Want to get your bare tit out?"
Tom grinned at her and twisted around behind me, getting my arms again, holding them down at my sides.
"Want to give me a hand Marcia?"
"Oh, I would just love that Tom!"
"Marcia, don't..."
She stopped giggling and glared at me.
"You are such a hoity-toity bitch, so condescending, Beth. I am really going to enjoy this."
And she stepped closer to me and reached up for my buttons. She unfastened two of them really quickly and smirking at me she began to pull my sundress open.
"Marcia, please, don't, please..."
"Bitch! You're too good for the rest of us. Don't think we all haven't noticed how you have looked down your nose at us!"
And my sundress opened up and my tits were again showing, nipples hard and erect. And Marcia started laughing.
"Nice little hard nipples, Beth. Turned on, are you?"
And the witch flicked each nipple with a finger. And laughed some more.
"Want to see what else the bitch has on, Tom?"
"That's the idea, Marcia. Get a move on."
And Marcia reached back to my buttons and quickly opened them all the way down the hem. She laughed again and grasped the sides of the now open dress and pulled them wide. And snickered as she looked down at me.
"Oh just great, Bethie! No panties! You're nothing but a cheap slut Bethie!"
My breasts, tits, nipples hard and erect, my pubic hair, my pussy lips, all showing to her, and Tom leaning forward, looking over my shoulder. He chuckled.
"Take an arm Marcia."
Now they both held one of my arms and and pushed me back so my ass hit the conference table again. Marcia gazed at me with glee and reached up to push my sundress off one shoulder. Tom did the same to the other side and shortly my sundress was lying partially on the conference table, the sleeves around my wrists, my entire front bare. Marcia shifted her hand above my wrist and tugged the sleeve completely off. Tom watched and did the same and the only thing holding my dress even partially around me was the conference table. Tom looked at Marcia and it was like telepathy. He pulled me forward and Marcia whisked my dress out from behind me and held it up for me to see, smirking at me. She she stepped back and dropped it on the carpet, several feet away from me.
"Didn't think you'd have such a good body Bethie. Didn't think Miss Prim and Proper would have hard nipples. Didn't think little Bethie would have such a neatly shaved and trimmed little bush, either."
My face was burning up, I was struggling against Tom's grip but there was nothing I was going get done. They were both going to see me nude and there was nothing I was going to be able to do about it. Tom shifted me so that I was crossways to the conference table and pushed up against my nude body so that I ended up basically seated on the table. He wormed his knees between mine and I felt Marcia grip my biceps and pull me backwards so that I ended up on my elbows, legs spread around
Tom's.
Marcia held me firmly, my breasts heaving with fear now, and Tom looked down at me, at my pussy. He chuckled, she giggled. He reached down.
"No, Tom, don't...."
And one of his fingers wormed its way between my pussy lips and slowly moved up my hole. He chuckled again.
"She's nice and wet Marcia, really nice and wet."
Marcia cackled. And Tom slid a second finger up inside my pussy. He began to work them in and out of me, with Marcia watching avidly. I began to breathe harder. Marcia forced me onto my back, across the conference table and reached out and grasped my boobs, rubbing her thumbs over my erect nipples. I gasped.
"What a slut! You're loving this Bethie!"
And that was how Rob found the three of us, Tom finger fucking me, smirking, Marcia feeling my bare tits and me splayed across the conference table, completely nude, as he walked back into Tom's office with the report.
Rob stopped and looked at me, his wife, naked, splayed out on a conference table, with his boss's fingers up her snatch. He did not look happy. He walked to Tom's desk and dropped the report on it with a thud.
"I guess you really didn't want the report, did you?"
"No, I just wanted you out of the way, so you couldn't interfere."
"So what are you intending, Tom?"
"Nothing too bad, Rob. I'm just going to make Beth orgasm while I look at her nude. Maybe have her come over to my house for a day, but no sex Rob. My son is home from college and I think I want to make sure he knows what a naked woman looks like."
Rob sighed and sat down just as Tom rubbed his thumb over my clit. Which was like hitting me with an electric shock. My ass lifted off the table and I gasped. Tom chuckled, Marcia giggled. And he kept finger fucking my pussy and rubbing my clit and to my horror, my ass was lifting up just like I was fucking his hand. God, I tried to stop myself but I was so turned on by my nudity, his fingers in me, that I couldn't stop myself. My ass was pumping and my husband was watching me be a slut.
And to my total shame and humiliation, it wasn't long before I was cumming, red-faced and soaking wet, right in front of Rob, his boss and Marcia. When I had stopped twitching, breathing hard, Tom pulled his fingers out of my soaked pussy and slowly lifted them to look at how wet they were from me. Then with a smirk he reached down and wiped them on my belly, smearing my juices on my belly and up to my tits, getting some of the moisture on them also.
Marcia burst out laughing at me. I turmed more red, totally embarrassed. Tom stepped back from me. Perversely, I kept myself as if he was still between my legs, my swollen, red pussy in plain sight, my pussy lips glistening with moisture. Marcia laughed again as she realized that my legs were still spread wide open. Rob watched me, I couldn't bear to look at him, so I didn't, but my eyes had to look at Tom. I lifted my head and looked at him, but he wasn't making eye contact with me, or at least not with my eyes anyway. His gaze was fixed on my bare cunt. And I wanted to stop it by closing my legs, but I didn't want to stop it either. Yes, I am conflicted, but now that he had seen me up close and finger fucked me, it didn't seem to matter any more. And Marcia, well, she had seen it all too. But I finally, after what seemed like an eternity, closed my legs, pushed myself up and slid off the conference table, still nude. I walked over to the puddle of fabric that was my dress and picked it up. I slipped it on, buttoned it and stood like a stupid cow, waiting for Rob to take me home.
"Rob, I won't have sex with her, as you know, probably, I am fucking Marcia since my wife left me."
Holy shit! I had no idea! And I quickly glanced at Marcia, rewarded by seeing her face turn red, just like mine.
"Yeah, I figured you were boning her, the way she acted around you, Tom."
Marcia got even redder. I wanted to giggle, but kept my mouth closed.
"So what do you want, Tom?"
