The Company Store

So... you may be wondering what I've been doing for the last few weeks. I'm sure many of you figured I had given up on this blog. The fact is, things have been happening so fast and getting so damn complicated, that I had to just let it all happen. Have you ever been the guy or gal with video or digital camera at an event? Did you feel like you missed out on some of the action, maybe some of the fun? Yes, you caught the right shots and you'll be burning CD and DVDs, but you don't really feel like you were part of it all. Well, I didn't want to, or simply couldn't step back and take a snapshot of what has been going on. It has been fun and exciting indeed, but it has also been very emotional and at times hurtful from a variety of perspectives. Now I'm ready to share.

At one time it was the company store. It still has boxes stacked in every corner and a few metal shelving units scattered around. I can remember going there to get a bottle of orange juice and a pack of gum or aspirin during breaks. It was a useful place, just a floor above the cafeteria. A few cafe style tables and chairs; a nice place to say hey to coworkers while picking up a USA Today.

She wanted to meet me there before work... 4:30 am to be exact. 5am was our typical before work meeting time, but this was different, very different in so many ways. This was someone new and I had no idea what was going to happen.

I came up on the elevator from a bottom floor. The door opened and there she stood with a janitors stash of keys in her hands. She looked me up and down, then turned towards the door and unlocked them as if we had done this for years. I was a bit nervous, but excited. I knew she had some kind of thing for me, but I didn't know if it was all good. I mean, there was a feeling inside that maybe she knew about Amber & Nicole and had some sense of what we've been up to. How was she reacting to it? Did she just want to fuck and fire me? Did she just want to fuck? Did she want to hear all the details of what the 3 of us have done and then fire me; or did she hate my horny guts. Would she make me eat her during her period... then fire me? The last one was a dream I had after I hesitantly agreed to this meeting.

She was wearing a butt hugging black skirt, just above the knee and a tight gray sweater which showed off her erect nipples nicely. She put the bundle of keys on the old counter and told me to "come here, I want to talk to you". Here we go, I said to myself... My heart was pumping blood to all the right places. My dick was getting hard, but somehow I had the feeling I was heading for a trap. I figured this would be a cage I could never get out of without loosing some skin in the process. Why couldn't I just tell her that I've had a change of heart and need to go. I actually turned my head around and looked back at the glass door. What I saw in the reflection was a foot balanced on a can of paint and a skirt pulled back far enough to see her naked butt.

She walked behind the store counter and I followed, like some hard dicked boy toy zombie looking for flesh. Without a word, she stood there is front of me, our lips inches apart, and unzipped my pants then licked my chin, as if to say "attaboy". What the fuck am I doing? This is my gawd damned boss you stupid fuck. Before I could kick myself in the ass, she had my cock in her hand and was guiding it into her pussy.

The Dance of Open Hearts

I wish I could sleep between her legs

waking up to her scent and licking again

I wish I could rest my tongue inside
feeling her heart beat, catching a ride

We wish we could become one

pushing to the limits of our body

And we wish to safely burrow into

into every window of our soul

If ever lost forever

the soul will always recall

The body will also remember

the smell, the taste, the dance hall

The dance of our bodies always linked together

like drips of wetness from part to parts

euphoric

in the dance of open hearts

Fingers & Tongues: Their Secret

I never wanted Nicole or Amber to feel as if they had to get together; but at the same time I didn't try to hide my fantasy of the two of them doing it over and over again. Up to this point they've played with each other in the car, and made love in a hotel. They've given each other cums with fingers and tongues, and they have had their alone time to explore each other without my presence.

When I found out they spent another 2 hours together after work, I was both perplexed and turned on. On the one hand, I wondered why it had to be a secret; the other hand was holding Charlie.

Me: 'smirk' talk to me lovers

Nicole: it was not that we were hiding it from you.

Amber: nope

Nicole: it was more like a little game we were playing.

Me: ok

Amber: it was our secret and you know what, it was more exciting that way!

Nicole: wroorr yeap, and we had fun keeping it from you too!

Amber: hehe do you want the juicy details or not?

So they are playing with me and it's ok. I still think they should have been more open with their intentions, but I understand what they were up to, and if it turned them on even more... if the intensity of their orgasm was stronger & longer... then more power to them.

I got off on the visual for two days straight and if I think about it too much while writing this post, I'll have to again. So thanks to Amber & Nicole for spending their secret time together... for sharing some of the titillating details, like having a double dildo inserted while talking about everyone at work that turns them on. When they told me that, I figured there was at least one glass of wine involved... there was. And thanks for letting me know there is a bruise on Amber's thigh from being over-humped by Nicole and cum on twice. That bruise was confirmed just yesterday at lunch. It looked like a pussy's skid mark to me. My dick shot up so fast & hard that Amber had to work at getting her lips around the bouncy throbs. I came in record time imagining Nicole's elated grinding!

Nicole: it reminded me of riding a horse! hehe you're next Max!

Me: oh happy day... tell me when and where

and ever since the "...change" I thought I was in control! HA

A Simple Fantasy

Along the lines of my previous post... I've had this fantasy of sneaking into the girls dorm to visit someone. During this visit, we have a few drinks and the subject of cunnilingus comes up. Somehow word spreads that we are talking about oral sex and my friend & I notice that there are several pieces of paper beginning to accumulate under the door. She gathers them up, spreads them on the table and all we see are dorm numbers. Every piece of paper had a dorm number on it! Everyone on her floor!

She looks at me and says, "this is your lucky day!". We precede to knock on every dorm door. when the door is open, we flash them the corresponding number, I go in and lick her pussy until she cums. We knock on 25 doors and it takes a little over 3 hours!

I'm not even sure if I pull that off in life, but that's why we call them fantasies.

Amber's Personal Pussy Licker... Always Available, Always Willing

Sometimes Amber will walk into the elevator with no panties, pull up her skirt and bend over for me to do whatever. On this day, she made sure to let me know she wanted and needed to be licked... She told me she had been thinking about it so much that she left another wet spot on her office chair, which is becoming a common occurrence.

Amber: don't let me forget to push my chair under my desk before we leave! If someone sees this, they may think I peed. I've been playing with myself while thinking of you licking me. Are you horny?

Me: I'm getting there, but this is for you... I want to be your pussy licker today!

Amber: wrooor!!! I may have to start wearing panties again. I just pulsed when you said that and gushed some more. Touching now

Me: putting a finger in? Is anyone else around?

Amber: yes, I just inserted. hehe I acted like I was scratching my nose and tasted it! There's only one other person in my area and she can't really see me unless she stands up.

Me: since I'll be tasting it soon, how was it?

Amber: now putting pressure on my clit. damn that feel so good! btw, I put my sweater under me. I'm kind of slumped in my chair now.

Me: if you keep this up, you'll end up doing what Amanda did when she worked here!

Amber: still touching. what's that?

Me: you don't remember me telling you about her?

Amber: only that she was a freak.

Me: yes she was!

Amber: someone just walked by on the way to the vending machine. I had to sit up.

Me: careful!

Amber: I just watched him bend over to get his bag of something. Not bad! ok, he's gone. I need to insert again after seeing his nice butt.

Me: who was it?

Amber: I don't know him, but I know his butt a lot better now! Guess what?

Me: What?

Amber: I'm still wet! heh

Me: lucky for us, you usually are.

Amber: tru tru hey, what were saying about Amanda?

Me: oh... she told our Sup she wasn't feeling well and then laid her head on the desk. I sat across from her, if you remember, but faced the other way. Well, her chair squeaked just a little and you could hear it when no one was talking. About 15 minutes later, the squeaks were turning into a slow beat. I turned around to take a look, not thinking much of it, and noticed that her right hand was between her legs and her elbow was moving slowly. Her head seemed still, but what gave it away for me was her left hand... It had a white knuckle grip over the side of her cube. She would release the grip only to re-apply it more firmly. I couldn't see her right-hand or forearm anymore, but her elbow movement was getting faster and I knew she was doing more than just scratching her inner thigh!

Amber: did she cum right there at her cube!

Me: yeap, and then got up and went to the ladies room. When she got back, she told me in chat.

Amber: she was strange. why did she tell you? didn't she send you pics of her clit piercing?

Me: I don't know, guess she was bragging

Amber: you don't have to worry about me cumming at my desk. I would rather cum in your face!

Me: ditto