Abby and the ceo - S01 E13

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Abby and the ceo - S01 E13

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 13

"Ma'am, why aren't managers given the freedom to wear something extra?" She looked at me puzzled. "Well, they are managers over a number of people, yet they wear just as little as the rest of us. For you, ma'am, wearing some form of exposing bra separates you from the rest and I don't mean to minimize your position but there are so few women in management roles here. It seems the managers would benefit from the distinction, too."

A couple hours later, I was called into Mr. Peterson's office. Mary looked at me concerned but I shrugged and marched to his office to find Ms. Benson sitting there, too. I took the other visitor's chair. Even after three months this situation still hit me. Sitting naked before a clothed man with his authority. It was instantly arousing. We talked for a few minutes with him asking similar questions and making similar comments I had received from both Sara and Ms. Benson. Then, it seemed he gave up on the pretense.

"Who are we kidding? None of us are surprised by this evaluation, Abby. It may only be three months but we all feel like we know this kind of performance is who you are." He looked at Ms. Benson, then at me. "You understand, though, the expectation that puts on you? We don't expect this to be a one-time deal. This is what we'll be expecting from you."

I nodded. "It is what I expect from myself, sir." He nodded and smiled. He threw his signature at the bottom and slid it over to Ms. Benson.

Then, it was still. It was quiet but there was an expectancy in the room that wasn't spoken. I stood and broke the silence. "Sir ma'am... I feel like I've learned so much in a short time. I never expected to find such a fulfilling and challenging job AND such a stimulating working environment. I really want to thank you both for the privilege of working here."

My Vice President looked at my Director and smiled. "She does have a way about her, doesn't she? Suppose there's a way she can properly thank us?"

The smile that form on Ms. Benson's mouth was lusty, Mr. Peterson cleared off a portion of his desk as Ms. Benson stood and sat on the edge of the desk and scooted further onto the desk as Mr. Peterson rose to come around the desk. There was no question in my mind how they were intending me to show my expressed thanks. Mr. Peterson open his drawer and pulled out the tube of lubrication he now kept at the ready for me.

I met his eyes as he came around. The smile I gave him was honest and personal. I sank to my knees and began undoing his belt and slacks. As soon as exposed his cock, I engulfed it with my mouth. I pulled off it and licked down the side. As did, I found Ms. Benson propped on her elbow watching with a lusty look as one hand fondled her own breast exposed by the shelf bra and the other stroking her pussy. I returned my full attention to Mr. Peterson's cock, kissing and licking up the other side until my lips again were on his cock head. I took it back into my mouth as my hands stroked the remaining exposed cock and his balls. I sucked and licked, then pushed my mouth down further over his cock. I had all of it in my mouth to my throat, then into my throat. That's another little thing I've learned and perfected in the last months.

He was hard. Very hard. I looked up at him along his body and he handed me the lubrication with a knowing smile. It was part of our thing. The only times he fucked me as anal and it was at least once a week. I sucked him hard, checked his expression, but continued sucking until he presented me with the lubrication. I squeezed some lube onto the head of his cock and stroked it liberally down and up the shaft. Then, I squeezed some onto the first two fingers of my hand and bent over the desk to lubricate my asshole. This time when bent over, my mouth and tongue went to Ms. Benson's pussy using only my mouth as I spread the lube over my asshole, then inside it. Then, I shifted that hand to her pussy as I rested myself on my elbows, my fingers spreading her pussy for my tongue to probe inside her. At the same time, his cock pressed at my asshole. My sphincter slowly opened, stretching until it passed inside. I moaned into the pussy as it penetrated. Anal was far easier now but there was still always that initial penetration to get past. He pulled back and pressed in several times before he was deep in me, out flesh making contact with each powerful thrust. He fucked me in the ass like the others might fucked my pussy with strong, powerful thrusts, pulling his cock back almost out before thrusting back in.

Meanwhile, Ms. Benson was holding my head to her pussy. It was more contact than really pulling my mouth into her. This too had become a regular event for us and I found looked forward with increasing anxiousness until got the call from her to her office. This was always one-sided. Not because it was what she was but the type of sex. She was definitely hetero but enjoyed the orgasms I gave her. She apologized once that she didn't return the favor but I assured her I understood and my day would not be without orgasms.