It was a bad weekend for Janet as she tried not to think too much about what she had agreed to. She cooked meals, cleaned house, and did the other wife and mother things she usually did on the weekend. She tried to put on a brave face for her family but felt nothing but disgust for herself hoping that her family would never find out how she had sold herself for her work.
Monday morning Janet went to each of the programmers and gave them their assignments for the week with a terse, "Get to work." Besides the programming work there was much to do to meet the department timeline. Janet kept everyone busy and working hard, including herself.
In the press to get the work done she was almost able to forget her agreement with the programmers. She checked their progress a couple of times during the week and it was beginning to look like they might not make their first milestone. Missing the first milestone would be a relief for Janet but it would put the deadline in jeopardy. She was hopeful and fearful at the same time.
It was late Friday evening when Janet was ready to leave for the day. The programmers were still hard at work. "I'll be here in the morning to check your progress," she told each of the three. "If you think you've met the milestone requirement you can be here to collect. That is, if I agree that you've met it."
With that, Janet went home to a worrisome and sleepless night. Saturday morning she arrived in her office and with some trepidation she began to review the programmers' progress. She both hoped and feared that they met the requirement.
A short time later the three programmers appeared at the door of her office. Tony smiled and said, "well?" Janet looked at the three as her heart began to beat harder and faster with nervous anticipation.
"You all met the milestone."
"Yes!" exclaimed Tony quietly.
"Let's get this over with," moaned Janet.
"You first," said Tony as he pushed Ron in the door and closed it behind him. Janet walked around her desk to stand in front of it with her hands shaking slightly as Ron walked toward her. He was looking her up and down with an intent expression.
Slowly Ron reached out and began to unbutton Janet's blouse. She had anticipated this and had worn a bra that clasped in the front. Ron finished unbuttoning Janet's blouse and unclipped her bra. He spread the cups apart revealing her pale breasts. Reaching out he gently cupped her breasts and began to knead them. He pinched her nipples lightly. Janet just stared at the ceiling not looking Ron in the eyes.
Ron then reached down and began sliding Janet's skirt up her legs slowly. When he got her skirt bunched around her waist, Ron hooked his fingers in the waistband of Janet's panties and slid them down her legs to the floor. Janet stepped out of them and Ron sniffed them before tossing them on the desk. Janet spread her legs, but not too much.
Ron ran his fingers through Janet's light pubic hair and began to caress her lips working into her clit. Janet bit her lip, closed her eyes, and held tightly to the edge of the desk. She heard the rattle of Ron's belt buckle and his falling zipper. She tried hard to control her breathing as she felt what must be the head of Ron's dick rubbing on her pussy.
After a few tries Ron found the right place and angle and started sliding his dick into Janet. He began working in and out of her trying to make it last. Janet was the pretty, distant, unobtainable woman he had always looked at knowing that he could never have her. And now, he wasn't just seeing her naked he was actually taking her body. Try as he might, in no more than five minutes he began to tense up as his cum started to rise.
Janet felt Ron tense and start to spasm. It was then that she realized that they had forgotten about condoms. Janet gasped as Ron grunted and began to unload a week's worth of cum into her. He held his dick in her until the final twitch had ceased. When Ron pulled his dick out of her Janet grabbed a wipe to try to catch the cum that was already starting to leak out of her. She looked down at herself in disgust refusing to look at Ron. She heard him zip up and walk to the door as she refastened her bra, buttoned up her shirt, put her panties back on, and smoothed down her skirt.
Janet was shaking and her chest hurt. She walked a few steps back and forth trying to calm down a bit when the door opened and Steve walked in. He seemed hesitant and still wouldn't look her in the eye. He was gazing mostly at her body and walking tentatively toward her. As Steve approached Janet stood against her desk not moving. She was hoping he'd chicken out and leave without molesting her.
Apparently Steve had had some coaching because he reached out a shaky hand and began to unbutton Janet's shirt. The front clip on the bra seemed to baffle him so Janet unfastened it herself. Steve began to feel of and then massage her tits. After a few minutes of that he stepped back, reached down and began to lift Janet's skirt. He stopped for a moment when her panties were in view and then cautiously began to pull her panties down her legs. Janet watched as Steve stood up and gazed at her pussy. She was beginning to think that maybe this was his first time.
When Steve reached out and started feeling of her pussy Janet grabbed the edge of the desk and closed her eyes. She heard his pants being opened and then nothing else. Janet peeked out and saw that Steve was staring at her pussy while he stroked himself. When he started to move in Janet once again closed her eyes.
Steve was inept but he finally managed to get his dick in her. After no more than a dozen strokes Janet was once again filled with cum. Steve pulled out, quickly pulled up his pants, and almost ran from the room. Janet raced to close the door while still trying to catch the cum running out of her.
Janet felt terrible, physically and emotionally. She started putting her clothes back together wondering if she should bother. Tony came into her office grinning and just said, "Oh yeah." Janet leaned back against her desk as Tony wasted no time in completely removing her shirt and bra. He mauled and then sucked her tits briefly and then reached for her skirt.
But Tony didn't just slide Janet's skirt up around her waist. He found the zipper at the side and dropped her skirt to the floor. Janet was now naked in her office at work. She was mortified and miserable. Tony began massaging Janet's cummy pussy while Janet kept her eyes tightly closed and tried to control her breathing. She heard Tony's pants hit the floor but she didn't look.
Janet felt his hands on her hips but instead of the expected dick between her legs she felt him pull her toward him. Then he turned her around and pushed her over onto her desk. He was going to take his shot from behind. This was humiliating to Janet but did have the advantage of her not having to look at him.
Tony's dick slid easily into Janet's cum-filled pussy and he held himself buried there for a few moments enjoying the hot, silky feel of her. Then he began to pump in and out of her. Janet was slightly aroused by the feel of her tits mashed against the cold surface of her desk but she tried not to think about it. After a few minutes Tony reached around and began to play with Janet's clit while thrusting in and out of her. Janet gasped as she felt the electric tingle of her rising orgasm. She was determined not to have an orgasm with the creep who was currently fucking her. She was very close when Tony finally growled and shot his load of cum into Janet adding it to the other two.
Tony pulled out slowly but Janet was ready with a wipe to catch the cum now starting to flow out of her. She had just turned around when Tony chuckled, flung the door open, said, "See you Monday," and walked out without closing the door.
Janet ran naked to the door holding a wipe to her cummy pussy hoping that nobody walked by before she could get the door closed. She comforted herself somewhat with the thought that it was Saturday and very few people were in the building.
Janet put her panties on to catch the cum that was still leaking out of her and then got dressed. The programmers were gone when she walked out, which was fine with her. She really didn't want to see them. She drove to her gym hating herself, feeling dirty and used. She took a shower and then redressed leaving her cum-filled panties in the gym trashcan. Janet drove home, tried to forget about the morning, and became a wife and mother again hoping that her family didn't notice how disgusted she felt with herself.
