Later that night in the conference room, the beers had been flowing, the majority of the work had been done and the conversation had turned a bit more risqué for work colleagues.
“So c’mon then, what’s the biggest you’ve had?” Hannah asked. “I’m a deprived woman, being a manager means I don’t get as much action these days.”
“Biggest or favourite?” Sarah giggled.
“Umm, both?”
“Well, a work mate of mine had a particularly pretty cock.”
I blushed as I overheard them talking, I hadn’t noticed but Hannah had redone her lipstick, a dark red. It was a strong look and really accentuated her fat bottom lip, fuck, I could feel myself swelling again as I imagined kissing her. I bet they felt amazing.
“What about you?” my mind returned back to the conversation as Hannah’s reply made me drop the paperwork I had in my hands into a mess on the floor.
“Well, it’s not the biggest I’ve had, but… I saw one today that I has made me curious. Did you know we had a spectator earlier Sarah?”
“No, what….”
“Yes, we had little peeping tom, I say little, this peeping tom had a cock that gave me flutters.”
They giggled to each other again, and I quickly understood that they were winding me up. Sarah came over and took me by the hand, kissing me gently on the lips without invitation but I welcomed it all the same.
“I hope you enjoyed what you saw.” She whispered in my ear.
I nodded, smiling, as she pushed me into the sofa in the conference room.
“I wanna watch you get him ready for me Sarah.”
I gulped as Hannah smiled in an effortlessly controlling way, as Sarah obediently got to her knees in front of me, undoing my belt and allowing my cock to spring free.
There was a stifled moan across the room, but I didn’t get chance to look up before Sarah had spat into the palm of her hand and began to slowly massage my thick cock allowing it to grow between her hands.
“You weren’t lying.” Hannah groaned.
Sarah looked up at me smiling, her big eyes filled with an equal amount of innocence and hunger. At this point Sarah had wrapped both hands around my thick member, with enough space to slip her lips over the tip of my cock and slowly massage in one movement.
I was in ecstasy, enjoying every slippery movement. I knew if I didn’t act soon I’d soon coat her throat with my cum and I wasn’t ready for that just yet.
I wrapped my hand around her throat, just as I caught sight of Hannah smiling, she was perched on the edge of the desk, her skirt raised to reveal a very attractive set of suspenders. Clearly Hannah had a penchant for lingerie, and her black french panties were a welcome image for me to enjoy.
“I want you to make her yours Calv. Own her whilst I watch, I want you to devour that pretty pussy of hers. She’s a good girl.”
I took Sarah by the throat and pushed her against the wall, my hand slipping between her thighs and the warmth of her pussy radiated into my palm. Instead of going straight for her, I could see in her eyes she was anticipated my fingers, I gripped her whole crotch with my palm causing her to desperately dry hump my big right hand, gagging for me to give her more.
“Here take these” Hannah instructed.
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