It had been nearly two months since the on-air incident between Monique the hooker, and Lisa her co-anchor, and Sharon was feeling fairly confident that she had won the war between them. It wasn't that Lisa hadn't tried, quite the contrary, she had tried several times to get back at the older woman, but they had been mediocre attempts at best. Most of the pranks had been discovered before they had even had a chance to reach fruition, and the ones that did, had little effect if any. Yes, Sharon was pretty confident she had won the war, and would be the top 'bitch' at K-U-N-T TV.
Sharon usually left the station in the late afternoon, to get herself something to eat, returning about four hours before airtime, so she could do her makeup, and go over any late breaking news articles. She was on her way back from having a pretty good Italian meal. She stood in the empty lobby of the high-rise building the studio was located in, and pushed the button for the elevator.
When the door opened she was a bit surprised to see five Japanese schoolgirls in the elevator. Being used to all kinds of school tours, the only thought that passed through Sharon's mind was, 'it seemed a little late for a tour.' She then pushed the button for the twenty-seventh floor, before turning back to face the front of the car.
In the brief instant she had seen them she had noticed that not only did the girls look almost alike, but they were all dressed the same, in black patent leather Buster Brown's, white knee socks, short red, green, and blue plaid skirts, with white button-down long-sleeved shirts. While some of the girls wore dark blue blazers, they all wore little plaid ties that matched the pattern of their skirts.
Sharon's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a giggle behind her. That was when she realized that she had not seen a second button lit on the control panel. She was about to turn and ask what floor the girls were headed for, when one of them reached up and pushed the button for the twenty-third floor. She turned back to the front again, going over, in her head, the stories for tonight's show.
It was somewhere around the twentieth floor, that an almost forgotten thought began to creep into her mind. It took her several seconds to realize what it was. The twenty-third floor was unoccupied due to renovation.
She was just about to say something to the girls when the doors opened and the girls rushed forward taking Sharon with them. Before she realized what was happening, Sharon found herself standing in the middle of a half remodeled reception area with a single large four-legged table, and some chairs in the middle of the otherwise empty space.
"What's going on here?" Sharon asked. She suddenly made a dash for the elevator, before the doors closed, but only made it a couple of feet before the girls grabbed her and dragged her back to the middle of the room. Although she was a good head taller and considerably larger overall than the girls, there were five of them and they were all amazingly strong.
"We have some fun now, pretty lady," one of the girls giggled.
"Now, now girls," Sharon said, suddenly realizing the position she was in.
Before she could do anything the girls pounced on her from all sides. In a flurry of soft, yet forceful hands she was stripped naked in a matter of seconds. She immediately tried to cover her large boobs and crotch with her hands, crossing her legs to help hide her nudity.
As the girls began taking their clothes off Sharon saw another opportunity to make an escape, and made a dash for freedom. She caught the girls by surprise and made it out of the circle. Unfortunately she had not preplanned her escape very well, and suddenly realized that this was not going to work just as she reached for the elevator button. It was only at that point that she realized that she would have to wait for the elevator to arrive, so at the last minute she dodged to the side and headed for the fire escape.
The sudden change in plans was all the delay the girls needed to grab her and bring her back to the center of the room and push the larger woman onto her back on the table. While two of the girls held her down, the other three finished getting their clothes off. As the girls finished stripping, they switched off with the girls holding Sharon, so they could strip as well.
When the girls were all completely naked they surrounded the older woman, and Sharon found herself surprisingly excited by the look of pure lust in their eyes. She had never seen anything like it. However, despite her fear she was beginning to notice the girls. Her original intention was to try and memorize their faces so she could identify them later, if she needed to, but her eyes slowly dropped to their bodies. They were obviously older than they looked, and their body styles varied from girl to girl. Although they were all petite, they ran from mosquito bite boobs to one girl who had a healthy set of what Sharon guessed to be 32C tits. They all had flat muscular bellies and slim hips. Their legs were also slim, but very muscular.
Suddenly it started. The girl standing above her head bent forward and kissed the older woman passionately on the lips. Her tongue taking full advantage of Sharon' s surprise to push it's way into her mouth. At the same time two of the girls, on either side of her midsection bent down and latched on to the nipples of her full breasts and began sucking like small vacuum cleaners, while their hands forcefully massaged her belly.
The last two girls pulled her long legs further apart, and slid their hands up toward her center. Despite the stimulation from the other three girls, Sharon could feel the slim fingers between her legs pulling her sex open and slowly entering her. She blushed with the knowledge that the two girls were now well aware of just how wet she was despite her protests.
Sharon gasped into the girl's mouth, that was kissing her, as she felt two pairs of fingers slide palm deep into her pussy and slowly start to spread her open. As the girl's fingerfucked her, they both pushed their thumbs against her blood-engorged clit, and gently began massaging the sensitive nub. Within seconds Sharon's hips began rocking to the girl's ministrations.
She had never felt so full as she did at this moment. No man had ever stretched her twat the way these girls were. And, when one of them curled her fingers upwards and stroked the top of her pussy, she experienced a sensation she had never felt before. It was an orgasm of unmatched power. The girl had found Sharon's long lost G-spot, and it felt fantastic.