OFFICE FUN 1: Beginning

OFFICE FUN INTRODUCTION

This is a story of discovery and adventure for a mature woman, mother of two twin girls, and divorced. This is a story about a woman who finds excitement, thrills, and a part of herself she had never known and certainly never had the opportunity to recognize.

Raised in a proper, conservative home, Patricia Mason was taught morality, propriety and the role of the woman in the household and a marriage. With old-fashioned ideas of the woman taking care of the house and the man providing for the family, it all seemed to clash with the world-view she encountered in society around her, her high school experience, and the media. Her rebellion after high school resulted in her first becoming pregnant, then getting married to the father. She was only 18-years-old. She followed the obvious leanings of her family in finding her role in raising the twin girls, keeping the house, and supporting her husband. Her exposure to the business world was non-existent but also unnecessary. As it turned out, her husband advanced in his career quickly and often. He ended up traveling for work and was gone for days at a time and frequently for days each week. She settled into her own life with the girls and developed a functional and loving environment for them, whether their father was home or not.

When he gave her divorce papers five years ago, she was stunned and unprepared. She thought their lives were nearly ideal but that was her narrow perspective of the home. That was also reflective of the fantasy she had created for herself and the girls with the increasing absence of her husband. He had found another woman, a younger woman who was more exciting, sexual, and adventurous. Of course, the other woman didn’t have twin girls to raise and wasn’t stuck in the house all day with no job or contacts with the world. The divorce was contentious. Her lawyer was a pit bull who seemed to have a personal vendetta against men who discarded caring wives and their own families. It turned out in the legal discovery that he had not only done well in his career but very well. She ended up with a supportive alimony, child support, college fund for the girls, and the older car with the house.

After the girls left for college, she sold the house and downsized to a townhome. Four months before the girls left for college, she finally ventured out of the home to find a job in preparation for the rest of her life. She discovered many things, not the least of which was she was completely awkward and bewildered with men in dating and social situations. But, that wasn’t all bad, either. She was not in a hurry to venture anywhere near another serious relationship, but she became increasingly aware of her other needs, needs that her husband had satisfied with another woman or women other than her. And, that seemed, somehow, to make her needs more intense and demanding. But the internal quandary of wanting to experience the sexual excitement she had been denied all those years, but avoiding the trap of another relationship, made the process of discovery more difficult than she imagined.

That is until that fateful moment when everything changed for her. A change so significant in her way of looking at herself and life it was as if she had been recreated.

A story that reflects that sometimes the greatest love you can experience is the love you can realize about yourself. A love that becomes easy to share.

CHAPTER ONE: BEGINNING

“Oooohhhhhh … fuckkkkkkk.”

Bob laughed from behind me. I glanced over my shoulder as another tremor ran through my body. “What’s so … funny?”

With a chuckle, “You, my dear. I remember the first time when you said you had never used that word.”

“Well, I hadn’t. Oh, Bob … you have the nicest cock.”

“Thank you. I’m quite fond of your pussy … and ass … and mouth, too.” He got a chuckle out of me that time.

I was leaned over the desk in his office. The president’s desk. The company owner’s desk. I was stripped down to my sheer black thigh-high stocking and heels. My long black hair was clipped away from my face to cascade over my shoulders when I stood. Now, strands of hair fell everywhere and swayed like my breasts as he thrust his cock into my pussy from behind. I could feel the juices from my pussy on the insides of my thighs. He wasn’t the first to fuck me today, but, as I often felt, he was probably the best. His cock was long and thick and he used it with the same confidence and ease he used in running the company.

I was close to an orgasm. Lately, it wasn’t unusual for me to have several before he climaxed. The first time that wasn’t the case. We had both been without our spouses for a number of years. But, he quickly rediscovered the staying power he said his wife had honed into him and now I was the lucky recipient.

Just as I thought I was going to crash into my orgasm, “Mike!” I turned to look behind to see the door to his office was partially open. Mike, the newest and youngest whiz-kid who filled in as both product designer and website designer came into view. Bob made it a point to know everyone in the company by name and some personal facts. “Mike, are you rushing off to something important right now?”

Mike stuck his head fully into the office he might never have entered before. “Ahhhh … no sir … I was just going to see Miss Mason about some supplies.” He chuckled, “I see she’s busy, though. I’ll just come back … um, when she’s not.”

Bob never missed a stroke, his long cock pulling out and sliding back inside me until the head bumped deep inside me. I had the feeling he was personally deepening my pussy as his cock didn’t impact me inside nearly as often.

“Mike … Miss Mason is Patty. I’m Bob, not sir. Remember?” He must have given some physical response because Bob continued. “If you aren’t rushing off somewhere, you can help here. She’s going to orgasm soon and it might be a big one. You know how she likes to make sounds, right?” There was nothing verbal, so his response must have been a nod. I looked back over my shoulder and saw the nervous but intense look in the young man’s expression. “Why don’t you come over here and stick your cock in her mouth. That should muffle her a little, don’t you think?”

I heard Mike chuckle, “Yes, sir! I mean, yes, Bob.”

I wasn’t positioned well for a cock at both ends, so I dutifully pushed back against Bob and turned to the corner of the desk. In less than a moment, Mike appeared with his jeans opened and dropping to his feet. He had a nice average sized cock. I used one hand for support over the desk and the other to hold the new cock. I mouthed and licked it to lubricate it, then engulfed it into my mouth. The young man gasped and moaned as his cock head came to the entrance to my throat.

I could count on Bob doing something like this to heighten the experience, some unexpected addition to what was happening. When his fingers wound underneath me and trapped my clit, my reaction was exactly as he predicted. I orgasmed wildly. My body shook and both hands were required to stabilize myself, Mike cock still deep in my mouth, my nostrils flaring with each breath. As predicted, I cried out with moans and gasps and groans liberally mixed in. Even ‘muffled’, as Bob called it, I was sure many outside the office would have heard my response.

Of course, that sound wasn’t anything new for any of them.

* * * * *

It had started innocently enough. I was busy at my workstation at the end of a busy Wednesday. The office was quiet, already an hour past closing time, and it was now just the president and me remaining in the office.

My workstation was a custom designed and fabricated cell especially for me. It was like a donut in the middle of the five offices lining the two walls with an opening into the donut on each side. I had a phone, printer, computer and two monitors, and personal filing for each of the managers spread around my circular work area with a copier on the back side. I could easily turn in any direction to face and respond to any of the managers when they stepped to their door to say or request something. There was a coffee room/conference room that balanced the office arrangement. At the front of the office were the four development and design guys. Their open office layout separated the front door from the executive offices. At the back was a door that exited our small office building to the larger fabrication building across a parking and truck access paved lot.

I worked for a small manufacturing company specializing in custom office furniture and workspace equipment. It was mostly desks, cabinets, credenzas, work tables, etc. It involved wood, particle-board, and metal fabrication.