The Monday following our adventures on Friday had been busy, and I still needed to catch up with Fay. I hadn't heard from her the weekend, so I wanted to know if she had regrets. As I switched on my computer and sorted my desk, I checked my messages and saw that there was already one from her. She apologised for not getting in touch, then said she'd loved our fun, finishing with an emoji smile and wink.
I was about to reply when another message popped up...'I don't think I'd have the nerve if I didn't ask now. And I was unsure how to ask, but if possible, I would love to be in on the action next time you tease.'
'Can you stay after five? If you can, I will get our friend to stay.' I replied with an emoji wink. The dice were now thrown. It was up to Fay. The phone rang, and it was on to business, but the excitement of later possibilities lingered. I first asked the office junior if he had anything planned that evening, as I'd like his help after hours. He said he'd be okay with working late, and I could tell from his nervousness that he hoped it wouldn't involve office work.
Honestly, I was an excitable wreck by five when everyone was leaving. I was hoping Fay would come to my office as planned, wondering if she might be nervous and pull out last second. Soon enough, there was a knock on my door, and there Fay stood, smiling. I'd not seen her all day, as she'd been working on another floor, and I was surprised to see her wearing an extremely short pencil skirt. I'd never seen her in one that short before. She noticed my surprise and said with a smile. 'Your fault.'
What the hell had happened to this lovely lady? And after just one experience of being an exhibitionist. She saw the smile on my face and added. 'You don't think I was going to let you get away with being the only lady showing leg from now on, did you?'
I had no answer other than, 'just leg?' Which made her laugh.
She turned and raised the hem of her skirt, showing bare cheeks and said. 'Maybe a little more. I bought some thongs too.' And it was my turn to laugh.
'How are we doing this? she asked. 'Because I'd like our friend to see me this time.' She hesitated, then said. 'I'd like to watch him cum on me like he did on you.'
'Well, grab that chair, and I will use mine; we can position them by the window. Junior can stand between us enjoying himself, then move to you when he's about to cum.' Pointing to the office opposite, I said, 'maybe we will have an audience as we did before.'
She nodded excitedly, and there was a timid knock. I let our audience in and then made sure the door was locked. We stood by our seats, and I told junior where to stand. Without much prompting, he unbuckled his belt, drew down his zipper and dropped his trousers, pulling his cock through the fly of his boxers, already stiffening.
Fay hesitated momentarily, staring at him, then unfastened her skirt and stepped out of it. She was wearing a pair of tiny thong panties. At the sight of them, junior stroked his cock, which was already hardening to full size, and I had to remind him to slow down. My skirt was pleated and flared, sitting above mid-thigh. I reached under and, in one swift movement, pulled my underwear to my ankles, and then slowly, the skirt followed. I enjoyed teasing him by turning to the side until I was naked from the waist down and then turned with my palm over my pussy, keeping it from his gaze.
Fay took a breath and removed her thong. Stepping out of it, she revealed a pussy which I could only describe as pretty, with no lips hanging, waxed clean, everything showing as she lifted each foot. And I wondered if she realised how much of her intimate parts junior had just seen. His mouth was open, a clear tear of goo oozing from the swollen head of his cock as he squeezed it tight, caught up in the sight of her wonders. She glanced over, blushing a little. We smiled at each other and sat in our respective chairs. Following my lead, she opened her legs and touched herself. Junior's cock was already standing at full mast by then, and he was masturbating while looking between Fay and me.
I held back, burying any urgency to orgasm, although I was extremely wet and turned on. Keeping away from my clit, my fingers lightly brushing my pussy, I slowly brought myself to heightened sensitivity, halting my movements when I felt the need to use a finger inside myself. Letting the feeling subside, then building it back. It was a delicious torture, but I wanted to see Fay and junior cum first.
Fay was panting like crazy. I watched her alternate between dipping a finger and then dragging it out and up to circle her clit, repeating the movement in reverse. Then rubbing along her lips while tickling her clit with a single finger of her other hand. She glanced at me and gasped huskily. 'I'm too close already. I can feel an orgasm coming.'
Before I could reply, Junior said, 'Same here. I can't hold on.' This made my pussy damper, but I stopped and sat forward, urging junior to stand between her knees. 'Cum together.' I said. 'She wants you to do it on her.'
He nodded, and Fay rubbed her pussy a little faster. Her short sharp breaths showed that she was on the edge as junior pumped his cock, leaning forward over her, steadying himself on the arm of the chair. Suddenly Fay gave a yelp, shuddering as she came, lifting her hips as streams of spunk hit Fay between her legs, covering the fingers she was using on herself. The mess rubbed in and over her pussy.
