Abby and the ceo - S01 E27

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Abby and the ceo - S01 E27

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 27

I placed my purse on the counter and checked to make sure I was alone there, then reached under my tiny skirt to pull down my bikini panties. Then, I untied the blouse, slipped it off quickly, reached around my back to unclasp the bra. I picked up the panty and stuffed both into my purse wishing I had brought a larger purse. There is nothing tiny about my bras. I slipped the blouse back on and retied it below my breasts without buttoning it all. When I was finished, I looked at the large gap exposing a deep cleavage.

I turned to both sides quickly and saw how my breast swayed without the support of the bra under the gaping blouse. In the office, such movement had become normal. This was anything but normal but, at the same time, I could feel the excitement building inside me in anticipation. The thrill of exhibitionism.

I paused at the opening from the small hallway, waited for Mrs. Cornell to make her move, then took a slightly different route toward the restaurant door. I saw her drop her keys along her leg away from the men. I moved to that area, made a show of finding the keys as she left through the door. I looked around the dining room drawing attention, then carefully positioned myself in the process, I bent over from the waist, my back to the table of men. I could feel the very short skirt rise and the air-conditioned air find my exposed ass. What didn't know for sure was if they could also see my pussy in the lighting of the room. Completing that part of the instructions, though, I parted my feet about a foot.

I stood and looked around, again. Then, as if urgently seeking to find the woman, I moved to the table with men, leaned over it and peered out the window, turning in both direction as if seeking her but really making sure all the men got a good look.

That woman dropped her keys. Do you see her?"

Leaning way over their table, my unrestrained breasts swung forward, gapping the unbuttoned blouse further and nearly popping my nipples out before I exclaimed, "There she is!" put my hand on Mr. Comell's shoulder as I turned, facing him I purposely/accidently pulled the blouse open further to flash a nipple at him. Without looking at the men, I turned and jogged out the door and past the window, not easily done in the new heels. I could feel my breasts bouncing and swaying with each stride and I fought not to use my hands to hold my blouse together. As I passed another group of golfers coming to the club house, I was sure a nipple or both flashed before their eyes.

By the time I had caught up with Mrs. Cornell around the corner, I was gasping and my heart raising. It wasn't from the jog.

"What was that all about? Jeez, you two. Abby, you nearly had three heart attacks at the table when you bent over for the keys and turned around and bent over the table with your breasts nearly out of your blouse." He had just arrived home and saw us sitting at the kitchen table drinking wine and dying to hear what the reaction was. He stood at the end of the rectangular table, looked at each of us, then focused on his wife. "Samantha, this has you written all over it. Abby wouldn't be that comfortable to pull that prank."

She smiled demurely at him. "It caused a reaction, then?" Then she stopped, "They didn't recognize me, did they?"

He shook his head in disbelief. "Are you kidding? With this one," he Indicated me, "bouncing her breasts around as she left the restroom hall? Hell, that was the only thing they were going to see."

She stood and moved into his arms as smoothly as a cat knowing how to be petted. "It was pretty sexy, I bet. I only wish I could have seen it."

"Sexy," he replied softer, "sexy is an understatement. It gave me a hard-on I've still got."

She giggled and put her hand out to me as she began pulling him, "Come on, girl. It seems a woman's work is never done."

He wanted to fuck us both time. He had us strip and bend over the bed, our legs spread wide. He eased into us in turn, fucked for a minute or so, pulled out and moved to the next. As it went, there was no more easing in. He rammed his big cock into our now gaping pussies. Back and forth he went until he came and it happened to be in her. I heard his grunting and her gasping so I moved to snake a hand underneath her and rubbed her clit furiously. She came a moment after he did. She collapsed on the bed, his cock pulling out of her in the process. I dropped to my knees before him and took his cock into my mouth, then licking it up and down, cleaning his cum and our juices from it.

As I was doing that, she moved to the shower. She called back, "Don't forget dinner." continued sucking his cock long after I heard the shower running.

When she was done in the shower, I released his once again hard cock from my mouth. Our turn... at the same time. Minutes later while he was pounding his cock into my pussy from behind while pressed against the wall with the water cascading over us, I noticed a shadow on the frosted glass of the shower wall. Then, "Okay, you two. Don't make us late for our dinner reservation."