Michelle and I had been working late every night for the last couple weeks now. We had a huge deadline to meet, and the only way to meet it was many, many hours of overtime. Normally, I would hate working overtime, but Michelle was such a cheery soul that she made me forget the actual reason we were there. This night in particular was one of the better nights.
We had been working our asses off for the past 10 hours and we were getting to the point where everything was a joke. We worked in a huge high rise downtown so whenever we needed a break, we would just walk around the building and see what kind of ruckus we could create. On that night, we snuck into our bossâs office just to see what we could find. Nothing real interesting until I noticed a light shining through a hole in the wall. âMichelle, look,â as I drug her across the room. I looked through the hole and saw the conference room where we had been working non-stop. âOh my God,â she said. âHe has that there to spy on whoever is in the conference room!â Anyone that works for our company knows that the conference is where everyone âsleeps their way to the top.â Smart boss, huh? âWhat a pervertâ I said. âI think itâs kind of kinkyâ Michelle said. âI wonder how many people he has seen screw in there?â âI donât even want to think about itâ I replied. âCome on letâs get back to workâ I said. âYeahâ Michelle said. âIf I donât get out of here soon and get laid, I might spontaneously combust.â I laughed because I knew exactly where she was coming from.
On our way out of the bossâs office we ran into the cleaning boy. He was the cutest thing. And Michelle and I had endless conversations about what we would do to that 19-year-old given the chance. I felt sorry for him if we got a hold of him. Two sex-deprived, over-worked women in their late 20âs? Oh yeah. It could get ugly. So we just waved and giggled at him as he gave us the same nervous smile that he always did and we went back into the conference room. I looked at the pile of work before and realized that it was time for some coffee. âHey, Iâm going to run down to the vending machine and get a cup of coffee. You want a cup?â I asked. âSure, thanks.â So I grabbed some change and made my way to the coffee machine. As I came back, I heard a loud moan coming from the conference room. I was so curious as to what it was that I ran into the bossâs office and decided to peep through the hole. I almost died when I saw what was going on. Michelle was in a chair with her legs spread wide open, her skirt around her waist, and she was rubbing her clit like crazy. She wasnât joking about being sexually frustrated. But I didnât know how to get back into the conference room without interrupting her. So I devised a quick plan. I walked to the door of the conference room, and kicked it as to knock on the door. âMichelle! Can you open the door? My hands are full,â I screamed. Silence for a second, then âUh, yeah, hold on, here I comeâ she said. Not quite, I thought. Maybe if I wouldnât have interrupted you, youâd be coming. She ran to the door and opened it. Her face was bright red, but I pretended I knew nothing. âWhat happened to the coffee?â she asked, as she looked down and noticed I was holding 2 bottles of Peach Tea. âOh, the fucking coffee machine was broken, so I figured tea was next bestâ I answered. âGood, I need something cold to drinkâ she replied. âIâll bet you doâ I thought to myself.
Well, because of the awkwardness of the situation, we were both a little jittery. I set my bottle of tea down on the table, and as I did, Michelleâs shaky hand came flying across the table and knocked it onto my lap. âOh my God, Jeannie. I am so sorry!â she said. âLet me go get you some paper towelsâ as she ran out of the room. She came flying back in with a roll of towels from the lunchroom. âHere, let me helpâ she said. She pulled one off and started dabbing at my skirt. Then she realized how close to my pussy she was and kind of stopped. âItâs all right Hun. Itâs just my panties that are killing me. Theyâre all sticky. Iâm going to run and change. I have a spare pair in my officeâ I told her. âOK, I am so sorry Jeannieâ she apologized again. I got up and ran out of the conference and down the hall to my office. When I got to my office, I noticed the door open a little. Stupid cleaning boy, I thought to myself. I walked over to my desk, sat in my chair, and pulled off my tea (and cum soaked from watching Michelle earlier) panties. I threw them on the floor and reached over to my drawer to pull out the clean ones. As I did this, I felt something sweep the inside of my thigh and then something plunge right into my dripping pussy. I screamed, in shock and in pleasure, and then pushed myself away from my desk to who or what it was. I looked under my desk to find the cleaning boy. He had a look of shock on his face as well. I couldnât speak. âIâm so sorryâ he said. I just looked at him in disbelief. Just then Michelle came running into my office and turned the light on. âWhat the hell is going on?â she said. Then the cleaning boy crawled out from under my desk. âOh wowâ she said. âI couldnât help itâ he said. I told her what happened and she just stood there, not knowing what to say. âI just wanted to taste herâ he said. âWell get in line honeyâ Michelle said, as she walked towards me seductively. My jaw dropped to the ground. I had no idea what was going on.
All of the sudden, she sat on my lap, straddling me, and reached down and dipped her fingers into my pussy. Then she pulled them out, and licked her fingers clean. I was speechless. First because I couldnât believe what my partner was doing to me, and second because I loved how it felt. She looked deep into my eyes and said âdo you know how long Iâve wanted to do this?â I answered âprobably as long as Iâve wanted to.â Just then, we both realized that the cleaning boy was still there. I looked at Michelle and said âLetâs go back to the conference room. Thereâs more room there and we can lock the door.â Michelle climbed off of me. I stood up and the cleaning boy asked âme too?â âOf course, you tooâ Michelle said. So we all walked back down the hall to the conference room, entered, and I locked the door behind us. Michelle took charge at this point. She swept everything off the table, all of our hours of hard work. She said âJeannie, I want you to eat me. I want you to eat me so good, that everyone in this building can hear me screaming because youâre making me come so hard.â She pulled her skirt up around her waist, again, pulled off her panties to reveal a perfectly shaved pussy just like mine, and sat on the edge of the table with her legs spread wide open. I could see her glistening from being so turned on. âSit in the chair, and since cleaning boy wants to taste you so bad, I want him to eat you while you do meâ Michelle said. Well, I gladly obliged. I unzipped my skirt, let it fall to the ground, and cleaning boy got down on his knees to fulfill his fantasy of tasting me. I sat in the chair and spread my legs for him, and revealed my own dripping box as the other 2 stared at it. This is going to be along night, I told myself.