Big City Quest

10

I've given careful deliberation as to what to do with the recorded office pornography. My research and discussions have led to the conclusion any action taken needs to benefit me, my position at the company, my finances and personal satisfaction.

I'm dealing with an intelligent, powerful opposition; an experienced lawyer who's wary of unexpected attacks and likely already has rebuttals prepared.

I am confident I need stronger evidence, something personal, intimate, irreputable. Once I enter the arena to do battle, any minute detail could turn the tables, and I become vulnerable; I'm exposed and it's my career, my life, in jeopardy.

Mr. Gransworth is a sexual predator, sex to him is fulfilling his desires; nothing to do with the partners pleasure or wishes, demonstrated by his executive washroom quickie. It wasn't Jessica's beautiful body he wanted, it was her sperm receptacle he desired, merely a warm, wet, cunt is all he wanted.

I've conceived an incriminating plan. One that can follow several paths, depending on the response from Mr. Gransworth. This needs to be executed with precision, my future is at stake, so I need to be prudent, and not rush it.

I'm not as gorgeous as Jessica, if he sees her as a 10, I'm only an 8; however fresh prey, presented properly into the predator's domain is going to get noticed.

I'm going to be the bait but prepared to disengage if the timing seems off; or it'll go directly for the jugular if the scheme proceeds as devised; I must remain diligent and focused on the required outcome.

8:30, I enter Mr. Gransworth's office. My blazer is open, 3 buttons undone on my blouse, I'm not wearing a bra, my skirt is shorter than usual office attire. My phone in my left hand is recording.

"Mr. Gransworth, I'm the newly hired lawyer, Bridgette. I am an aggressive young woman, hoping to go far in your company and I couldn't wait to meet you." As I expected, his eyes rivet to my exposed flesh he doesn't see my extended hand.

"Ahem." I loudly clear my throat, raise my eyebrows, tilt my head slightly, widen my smile.

"Oh, uh, welcome to my firm." Bill stutters as he takes my hand. I twist so my blouse moves aside, affording him a clearer view, a glimpse of areole, intentionally teasing him further.

"Are you?" I ask with a sly grin.

"Huh, what, am I what Bridgette?" he looks puzzled.

"Are you firm?" I giggle.

"You said welcome to my firm; are you firm?" I playfully cup my hand over his crotch, and peer into his eyes.

"Mr. Gransworth, I'm prepared to do whatever it takes to get the most from your 'FIRM,"

I twist around behind him, letting my blazer fall to the floor. My hand still squeezing, has his dick enlarging. I seductively unbutton my blouse.

"Do I have the necessary qualifications for advancement with you?"

"Oh, you certainly are aggressive and witty."

"These are firm," flipping my blouse open, flashing my boobs; I wiggle my chest.

"Would you like to sample my 'FIRM' breasts?"

I sit on the edge of his desk; I wiggle my bum, slightly parting my legs, intentionally presenting my smooth upper thigh above my stockings, exposing my red garter strap.

"I heard an office rumor you like to fuck younger women at work." I widen my legs; purposely angled so when I lift my hem, he gets an unimpeded view of my smooth pussy.

"I'm 'OPEN' to any suggestions you have to further develop our relationship."

{'This couldn't be going smoother, I'm confident he hasn't realized I'm recording. I doubt he could tell you my hair or eye color; but I'd bet my job on the fact he could give a detailed report on my body parts.'}

"Mr. Gransworth, or may I call you Bill?"

"Bill's fine," He leans forward for a closer inspection, I hold up a finger.

"Don't rush the inevitable, Bill;" I tease, licking my fingers and rotating my hard nipples; parting my legs more; by lifting my heels to the edge of his desk; my knees nearly touching the surface of his desk, my thighs in a full, flat out split position.

"Enjoying the show, oh Bill, we will make a wonderful team."

I can clearly tell Bill is in a no return situation and I'm concerned he may be about to take control and act.

I swing my right leg over his head, lying sideways on his desk, pausing, allowing him a provocative view of my backside as I pose, bent over his desk, legs parted, my derriere elevated, awaiting entry. Before he accepts my offering, I stand turn to look at him, lean against his desk.

"Bill, it's come to my attention there's some sexual shenanigans going on around the office."

Knowing I have gained enough control to proceed, I retrieve my suit coat, laying it over a chair and choose my words carefully, as I look directly at him, bare bosom, hands on my hips.

"I wonder if you were abreast of the situation," I brush my chest as to remove some soil, my nipples are erect. Seductively biting my lower lip, I caress the underside of my tit, rolling a nipple, while maintaining sultry eye contact with Bill; obviously his eyes aren't connected to mine.

"I took the liberty of recording some such salacious sexual activity, and lewd liaisons. I think you need to be aware of." I look at my phone.

"I'm unsure what to do with these." I move around the desk as I open the vid file; I stand beside him.

"I'm concerned what might transpire should these become public, possible damage to the company, and to the personnel implicated?"

I turn my phone toward Bill and push play,

['Bend over more Jess, how you like it, I'm cumming, you're so sexy. UUUUGHHH.']

Bill deflates, he slouches in his chair, he goes white as fresh snow, one might say he just saw a ghost.

"Uh, Bridgette, uh, what do you want?"

I push my top; dropping the fabric off my shoulders, letting it fall, I toss it to the chair.

I cup my bare breasts, lick a finger, and seductively swirl my nipples, again being ogled by Bill.

"Well, I'm not entirely sure, I have thought of several options: depending on your response. I might like to participate in threesomes; you appear to have a nice cock." I lift my skirt.

"Would you like some of this?" I lift my right foot up onto his desk, and slide a finger along my peeking labia, then I use both hands to spread my lips wide; letting him gaze at my glistening pink inner flesh.

"Do I make you horny, do you want to fuck me as much as Jessica? I'd like that 'FIRM' cock in here." I dip two fingers bring my juice to my clit, rub around the sensitive nub.

"For starters, I'd like you to fuck me, like you fuck Jess." I hold my wet fingers to him, he sucks them.

"Do you like my flavor; is it arousing?"

"Yes, Bridgette you are very tasty and sexy."

"Bill, I want to watch you wack-off; stand up, take out your prick and masturbate."

I plunge 2 fingers in my sodden slit and suck them.

"Do you get sucked off by Jess, or do you only do doggie style, quickie fucks?" I pull on my nipples as I manipulate 2 fingers in my pussy, my thumb teasing my clitoris.

"She wants more, but we mostly do quickies, I prefer it from behind."

"Maybe next time I will deep throat you, before I let you fuck me, on all fours, like a bitch dog, from behind." Bill is hard, his right-hand stroking, he's not that big, 6".

{'My ploy is being orchestrated precisely as envisioned'}

"I'd let you do me laying right here, on your desk, legs high and wide, or on the floor, a lap dance in your chair."

My verbal seduction is getting the results I anticipated.

"You have a wondrous wand Bill, nice girth; come on Bill, pull it, get yourself off. Show me how bad you want me. You do want to fuck me don't you Bill?"

"I do. I do want to fuck you"

"Want to fuck me up the ass Bill?"

I part my buttocks exposing my dark star, my forefinger teasing the darker wrinkled skin.

"You want to sodomize me, Bill? I'd like that, your cock sliding in my arse."

Bill spits on his hand for lubrication.

"I'd love to fuck that tight, hot, asshole."

He is rapidly stroking his stiff dick, intently staring at my fingers, the single teasing my rectum; the two slowly wiggling in my cunt, making that sexy squishing sound.

"How about a threesome Bill; Jess and I together, you watch us get each other off in a lesbian 69, licking pussy, twisting nipples, then we would attack your sexy, stiff shaft. 2 mouths, 2 tongues, 4 hands all to service you." He is breathing harder, panting. Time to push him.

"Would you like that, 2 hot, sexy gals to do whatever you want with."

I make moaning sounds, faking an orgasm; eyes closed, fingers frantically disappear and reappear. I dip the finger into my anus.

"Bill, I want to watch you cum, let's cum at the same time Bill; let me see that sperm fly, spew it all over your desk. I'm close Bill." I moan loudly.

"Oh, Bill, hurry!" I groan.

"Do you want to fuck me up my ass; sodomize me? That big, hard cock plunging deep in my hot tight asshole. I'm so horny Bill, you turn me on. I'll let you do me anally." Groaning.

"Cum Bill, do it, stroke that stiff shaft, cum with me."

"Yes, Bill; faster, Bill, fucking cum for me."

He shoots cream across his desk, some flying over his files, some on the floor. Several strings, likely 6 or 7; he has it dripping off his fist onto his pants.

I stop, lower my leg, button my blouse; raise my phone.

"That performance was also recorded, masturbation with a new employee; that's a tough one to explain away."

I straighten my skirt.

"Do as I request, and these videos remain my secret."

"I'll let you know what and when, Bill; in the meantime, anything to do with sex, I'm your boss," I raise my voice requesting an answer.

"Understand?"

I wipe my fingers on his shirt tail.

"That means no more sex with Jess, unless I'm present."

"Yes, all right Bridgette."

I put on my blazer at the door; I leave.

I sigh deeply as I stand outside his office, regain my composure.

That went better than I imagined, so good in fact, I'm going to initiate phase two.

11

I go directly into Jessica's office; I lock the door behind me as I enter.

Jessica's glares at me; in an authoritative, raised voice, derogatory way.

"What are you doing, get out of my office, I didn't summon you."

"Be careful how you treat someone you don't know Jessica; it might bite you in the ass one day; you may think I'm beneath you."

I hold my phone in front of her face and push play.

['I want us to be together, anything more than these daily quickies. I want more time with you Bill. Even just an afternoon.']

I turn my cell, locate her other obscene tryst, press play.

['Jessica, I enjoy your talented tongue so much, Bill has no interest in sex with me anymore. I booked the hotel room again for your scheduled doctor appointment.']

I lean my butt against her desk.

"I just left Bill's office; he requests these don't go public."

A devilish grin.

"Would you be so cocky and bossy if I release these? What might happen to your job, your relationships with the boss and his wife," I stand, move around her, silently expressing my dominance; physically and psychologically, I'm her predator, she's, my prey.

"Remove your dress; I'm curious, show me what the Gransworth's find so special."

"Uh, no, you're not my boss." I instantly grab her hair tilting her head back, I harshly twist a nipple.

"Shut up, you arrogant bitch, you'll do what I say; or I'll have you fired, now strip, you selfish slut."

I release her hair and latch onto both nipples twisting them in opposite directions as hard as I can.

"OWW, ok, ok, stop, I, I will." She disrobes. Wow, she's a ravishing blonde, statuesque, sensuous, definitely centerfold quality. Her areoles are light, barely darker than the surrounding soft skin. A trimmed triangle of barely visible blonde pubes.

"On the hotness scale you're definitely a 10; I have been with several 8's and 9's; my roommate is a strong 9; too bad your pompous arrogance keeps you at a 4 or 5. Jessica, I'm going to help you; you no longer need those quickies, bent over in the bathroom, without satisfaction. Bill has been warned, he'll only be doing threesomes with us, so you'll be getting more of him, with me, even some afternoons and weekends, just like you asked."

I shove her against her desk. Fingers entwined, holding her golden locks, I put my mouth over hers and force my tongue into her mouth, swirling around, our tongues frolic; I knew she'd submit; I already notice less resistance. My hands cupping and kneading her soft round, glorious globes. She murmurs at my touch, tentatively resisting, struggling, but not with much force. It's more of an act, I know she's trying to retain some power. My fingers arouse her nipples they elongate and harden under my manipulating.

I reach between her thighs, comb my fingers through her soft pubic hair, giving it a tug, making her twinge, further down I graze her thighs with my nails, hard enough to leave trails of red scratch marks.

Showing a dominance, making her squirm; her legs part, she's no longer resisting. I touch her wet labia with my forefinger, squeeze the soft, fleshy, flaps between my fingers, wiggling, pinching, I pull as hard as I can, stretching the sensitive flesh. My mouth is still locked on hers; her tongue dancing with mine. I hear a deep guttural groan, her breathing changes, her right arm goes around my neck. Her tongue moving more erratic. Her hips writhe, all resistance is gone, she's full on desirous, a wanton wench, desiring what all women want once their libido has ignited, an intense orgasm.

She gasps, the slick lip slips from my fingers when fully stretched. She groans, but her hips undulate, her mind may say no, but her body says more. I twist her around, my hand on the back of her neck; forcing her to bend over; my arm against her back, I press her chest onto her desk.

"Jess, if value your job; you'll be bending over for your new boss." I slap her ass cheeks.

"ME." 3 times hard on each cheek.

"Is it true that you use a dildo on the weekends?" I jam my thumb into her cunt, she wriggles her butt, implying her pleasure. I thrust quicker; her response indicates she's close to a climax.

"You're a slut, a whore, who needs discipline; and I'm going to give it to you."

I remove my slick thumb and with no preliminaries; ram it deep, fully into her rectum.

"Geezus fuck." She stiffens at the impalement, her head raises, I push it back down.

"Bitch, do you like anal, is this where you use your dildo? Ramming it firmly up your poopchute?"

"Su, su, sometimes." She whimpers, shivers, as I work 2 fingers in her slick vagina, keeping my thumb in her butt; I plunge quickly, forcefully, rapidly, concurrently in and out of both orifices; she moans as the rough invasion has aroused her bordering on an orgasmic state. I pry open her butt cheeks and press my other thumb in, I twist and tug, forcing the tight aperture apart. I remove my thumbs and watch her rectum gap spasm, her sphincter muscle twitching.

"You can definitely handle a big dildo, or a large cock in that. More than Bill has to offer." I chuckle.

"I'll treat you to some Double Penetrations." She opened quite easily.

"I bet you'd enjoy my fist. You ever been fisted?"

"No, I've thought about it; it does excite me."

"I know just the fellow, you need in here, he has a large knob, I'll have to get you 2 together."

I withdraw, knowing she's on the verge, making her squirm, ready to beg me to make her climax. I smack her buns twice more each side. She sighs loudly.

"Bitch, I'm your boss now; obviously you like muff diving, but why would you risk fucking the boss's wife in his bathroom?" I pull her hair to stand her up, her sultry eyes are glazed over with tears. I slap her tits, one then the other, she cringes and groans at each strike. I pinch and twist her hard, red nipples. She winces, whimpering.

I sit on her desk widen my legs and pull her down on me.

"Delilah says you have a talented tongue, prove it; I'm horny, make me cum bitch."

She begins with slow, elongated licks from perineum to clit. Her tongue tickling, titillating, slurping, sucking my fleshy folds. I feel my sensations building, I lay back on the desk, allowing my mind to focus on the tantalizing touch being administered by this gorgeous slut.

She assuredly knows how.

Her hand comes up to squeeze my boob, a finger enters my vagina, the finger curls inspecting the inner edges of my opening, searching the entrance muscle intently, knowing the abundance of stimulating nerve sensors are here; then exploring my inner walls, damn it was erotic, sending tingles outward, a second digit joins the first, a sigh escapes me. Her fingers pinpoint the different texture of my magic button.

"Geezus, Jess you are good." Her long, delicate fingers are gentle, yet confidently firm, as she builds me up, pushing me to the brink, then knowingly slows and retreats, then pushing all the right buttons, again, building the stimulating sensations higher.

"Ok bitch, you've proved you're good, now take me over." She jabs fiercely against my g spot, as she sucks my clit like a tiny penis, her little finger teasing my anus. Her other hand twisting, tugging my nipples.

"Oh, fuuuuuuuk yesssss thaaats so guuuuud." I writhe and shudder as an intense orgasm takes over. I clench my thighs around her head, buck my hips against her face until my climax subsides.

Once I relax, I sit up, straighten my clothes.

"Text me the hotel meet-up info. I'll let you know what to do. Meantime, no more sex in the office; NONE understood?" I yank her nipple hard for emphasize.

"Y, ya ya, yes." She stammers.

"You may lock the door and get yourself off." I leave.

A deep sigh, I lean against the corridor wall.

{'Mission accomplished.'}