Abby and the ceo - S01 E57

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Abby and the ceo - S01 E57

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 57

Mr. C appeared and took my other arm. Mrs. C brightly but softly announced, "I think she might actually cum right here."

"Maybe you should turn it down."

"No way. Let's just get her outside."

Fuck. I was definitely going to orgasm. They better hurry. They did. I staggered between them like a drunk. The large egg shape with a flexible antenna tail sticking out of me had apparently become wedge next to my g-spot when it suddenly became active... and it must have been set on high. The sensation immediately exploded Inside me and hadn't let up since. My abdomen almost ached in desperate need to cum and could barely concentrate on anything but that sensation including walking and the high heels didn't help much.

Reaching the car, I leaned my butt against it as Mr. C dug for his key fob while Mrs. C supported me. It was then I noticed a very devious smile on her face. Her hands moved to my gaping blouse, pulled it completely out of the skirt, unbuttoned the remaining few buttons before leaning over to kiss and suck each nipple. My brain struggled with a short conversation.

"Let's get her into the car before she starts wailing." "No, here, I want her to do it here."

"Samantha... are you sure? Someone might come out any time." "She's an exhibitionist, Joe. She's just learning how much of one, We don't know what boundaries she has. She doesn't know. She's done everything we've suggested." "Okay, what do you want to do?" "Take off her blouse. I'll work on the skirt. But, hurry. I think she's going too explode like she never has."

God. They're going to strip me in the parking lot of a nice restaurant. They intend for me to orgasm in public... at night but a lit parking lot... ohhhhh... I'm sooooooo closssssse. I need... to cum... fuck everything else.. I just neeeeeeeeeed 000000000 TO CUMI

A moment later my entire body shook and quaked. My legs sagged so both of them had to grab me and keep me off the pavement of the lot. I heard the start of a scream that was quickly muffle which made my gasping, panting breathing more difficult. Lips and tonuge were working my nipples while fingers were adding stimulation to my clit. It seemed I couldn't stop orgasming as wave after wave of the sensation crashed over me as the device Inside me continued and was augmented by the touches outside inside me continued and was augmented by the touches outside me.

I woke in the backseat of the car. I was naked except for my stockings. What happened? I remembered in the next moments the dinner, the offer, accepting it, and then.... I pushed against the seat to look out as we passed the gate into their residential community. My words came out in a slur.

"What what happened? Why am I naked?"

Mrs. C turned around, restricted by her seat belt. "You had quite an orgasm, dear. We'll explain everything in the morning."

The answer seemed to satisfy me as I let my head drop back. "Okay," I responded numbly.

"Yes, sir?" saw the light on the phone system blink off indicating Mr. C had hung up from a call followed by his voice calling my name. I rose from my own desk, grabbed the tablet to take any necessary notes or calendar checks, and moved to his open door. This morning I had opted for white: white lace choker, white garter belt, white cheer stockings, and white strap heels. While every other woman in the office opted for more covering, I remained nearly naked. Some days I was completely naked, including barefoot. I think Mrs. C was right about not yet understanding my boundaries. I really enjoyed exhibitionism.

"Do you need something, sir?"

You."

"Oooooo..." I put my palms on the desktop and leaned forward. His eyes predictably moved from my face to my breasts as they hung and swung from the motion. He loved that and I knew it.

A huge smile covered his face. "Not that... not now, anyway. You do tease me. I took one of the guest chairs in front of his desk and readied the tablet for business. I crossed my legs as if I could be demure like I was dressed (or undressed).

"It's not a tease, sir, when I will eager give it." He smiled as he nodded.

"This is about you not business." closed the tablet and waited. What about me, I wondered, "I just got off the phone with my

personal lawyer. You're free of the apartment and all your belongings are loaded and on their way "home" He emphasized the word home for significance. My own smile formed on my mouth. Whatever was coming, besides more work, excited me. Especially after what they had done to me at the restaurant resently. He slid a set of keys and fobs across the desk. I caught them and looked. He continued, "Your car is being picked up as we speak and this car will be in the same spot in the parking lot."

I looked at the fob insignia. "A Lexus?"

He smiled, again. "What should say? Your car needs to fit into my residential area or you deserve a really good car?" was stunned. "Both are true."

"I don't know what to say, sir. I don't think all of this had really sunk in.

"Well... wait until Samantha gets finished with you." looked up from the fob puzzled. "I suspect there will be clothes, etc, involved." I had no idea this was going to happen. I imagined using their guest suite like I had on weekends.

"I really don't know what to say, sir. I do know what I can do, though."

"What does our schedule look like?"

"An hour and a half before your call to New Jersey." I put the tablet on the other chair and stepped around his desk. As I did, he rotated his chair and I went to my knees, opened his slacks, took out his flaccid, magnificent shaft of pleasure, and smiled as my mouth moved forward to meet it. I held the shaft up and licked from the base to the head as if it were a gigantic, obscenely shaped Popsicle. Then, I licked down one side and back up the other. I paused, the stiffening cock in my fingers, my nipples erect, and pussy becoming wet. I looked up at him, "Is this going to work, sir?"

"It already is."

I giggled. "Not this," I responded with a kiss the thickened head, "me living with you?"

You're concerned?"

I nodded. "The last thing I want is to mess things up between you and Mrs. C."