The hardest part of switching from my old job to working for Kayli’s real estate team was being stuck at a desk most of the day. Luckily, Kayli didn’t care if I worked from our office or from home, as long as I was available when they needed, both for work and pleasure reasons. After a few months of working for them, I found, that if I was horny, it was often easier for me to get one of the girls to come to the office to “pick something up,” then it was to get them to come to my house.
It was one of these such days, I woke up wanting something, and went into the office, figuring one of the girls would hopefully join me. Unfortunately, all three had full days, and kept me busy running numbers and getting paperwork ready for them and their clients. I knew that Jennifer was pretty far away, showing some houses in another town, so she was out. Kayli and Tara were both close by, but had pretty full days. Every time I mentioned something to Tara, she would send me another house to work numbers up on instead. Kayli said she wanted to stop by the office, for a visit, but other things kept popping up.
Just as I was ready to give up for the day and head home to finish work, Tara sprinted into the office. Before I could say anything, she said, “I totally forgot I have a conference call today and need to get ready for it.” I quickly said OK and jumped up to help her prepare for it. Tara, her six foot tall, fit body, with shoulder length blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, was wearing a pair of black leggings that showed her amazing ass and a gray tank top. She eventually caught me staring at her butt and said, “am I distracting you?”
I laughed and said, “sorry, just can’t help but admire your ass in those pants.” She smiled, then pulled her leggings down a bit, exposing her ass, a thin piece of fabric between her cheeks. She shook her ass, before pulling her leggings back up. As she finished preparing for her call, I noticed that she looked stressed and I walked over to her desk, standing behind her, and put my hands on her shoulders. I started to massage her when she said, “what are you doing?” I told her, “you just look stressed. Wanted to relax you a bit before your call.”
She said thanks, relaxing back in her chair as I rubbed her shoulders. Closing her eyes, she said, “hmm…I wish you could help me relax during the call.” I said, “I could think of a couple ways I can do that. You can sit on my lap and I’ll rub where I can reach.” She started to ask where I could rub before stopping and just saying, “oh. That actually sounds good. Let’s do it. Just stay quiet during the call.” As she stood up from the chair, I said, “it’s not me you have to worry about staying quiet.”
I sat down on her chair, pulling Tara down onto my lap as she joined her conference call. I wrapped my arms around her, lifting up her tank top, sliding my hands onto her flat stomach, and rubbing it, slowly working my way up until I could feel her bra. I snuck my hands under her bra, cupping her small A cup sized breasts in them, softly squeezing them. I rub her nipples with my fingers before pulling my hands out of her tank top.
Moving my hands down to her thighs, I leaned forward to kiss her back, beginning to rub her thighs at the same time. I felt her shift in my lap, her butt landing more on my semi-hard cock as I could start to feel warmth coming from her groin. Still rubbing her thighs, I snaked my hands over her groin, rubbing the outside of her leggings, as she spread her legs a little wider for me. I moved one of my hands up just enough to get under the hem of her leggings, push under her thong, and started to rub the outside of her pussy, that was just starting to get wet.
Before I could go any farther, Tara stood up from my lap, forcing my hand out. Still talking on the call, she quickly pulled her leggings down, kicking them and her flats off at her feet. As she sat back down on my lap, my now hard, six inch long, thick cock, that was straining to get out, rested between her butt cheeks. She grabbed my hand, placing it back on her groin, I quickly moved her thong out of the way, and slide my finger into her wet pussy. As she started to slowly rock her hips back and forth, I slide my finger in and out of her, taking a break to rub her clit, as she stifled her moans, some times having to place her hand over her mouth so nobody could hear her.
I brought my free hand back up, sliding it under her tank top, and into her bra. Pinching her nipples while I fingered her, Tara’s body melted back against mine, letting herself be distracted for a minute until somebody said her name on the conference call. I alternated between using my finger in her pussy, and rubbing her clit, her ass still moving against my covered cock.
I pulled both of my hands away from her when she stood up to get a piece of paper on the far side of her desk. Without her on on my lap, I quickly pulled my shorts down, my hard cock springing free. Not knowing I was exposed, Tara sat back down, letting a little “oh!” out on the phone as she felt the tip of my cock come into contact with her ass. As she made an excuse on the phone, she turned around to look at me and mouthed, “stick it in me.”
I gently pushed her up from my lap, moved her thong to the side, held my cock straight up, and lowered her down until my tip was inside her clean shaven pussy. I grabbed onto her hips as she finished lowering herself down my shaft, until my thick cock was buried in her tight pussy. Tara, still talking on her conference call, starting rocking her hips back and forth, and I sat back to let her take control.
Hearing my phone go off, I grabbed it off Tara’s desk, and read a text from Kayli, saying, “God, I wish I was with you instead of these boring clients. Its a good thing they’re looking at expensive houses, because I really want your cock inside me.”
I typed out a reply that said, “you would have to wait. My cock is currently buried inside Tara,” and sent it to Kayli. When she replied back “really?” I quickly took a video of Tara, still talking, slowly bouncing her hips up and down my cock, and sent it to Kayli.
Kayli told me that she was jealous and to have fun, before i sat my phone back down and put my hands back onto Tara. I reached around to rub her clit, as she continued to rock her hips back and forth. She took my other hand and placed it on her breasts and I quickly pulled her tank top up, pushed her bra up, and started to pinch her nipples. As she got more into it, bucking her hips faster and faster, I heard her wrapping up the phone call, and threw down her headset after saying goodbye. Twisting around in the chair, she passionately kissed my lips before saying, “fuck me harder please!”
I stood up from the chair, staying inside Tara, and bent her over her desk. Spanking her ass with my hand, I grabbed onto her hips, and started to pound into her, her moans quickly filling the office. I grabbed my phone, sending another video off to Kayli, telling her that I was having a blast. I put the phone down again, focusing on hammering into Tara, pushing her more and more onto her desk, her long, toned, legs trying to give out and slide away as a massive orgasm rocked her body.
When I felt her pussy clinch around my cock, I pushed in deeper, moaning as my own orgasm hit, shooting my cum into her pussy. I used my hold on her hips to gently pull her on and off my cock, milking out my cum until I started to go limp. I helped her to sit down in her chair, leaning up against her desk as we caught our breath.
When she did, Tara said, “I’m glad I remembered my conference call today.” I said, “I am too. Do you remember anything from the call?” Tara laughed and said, “nope, just remember your dick in me.”
As we got ourselves dressed, I told Tara, “I think we need a new dress code here in the office.” Tara replied back, “I know you’re about to say some sexual, but, in all honesty, you’re in the office more then we are, so I think you should be about to come up with the policies for here.” I laughed and said, “if that’s the case, this is going to go for Jennifer and Kayli to. But, I mainly had you in mind. The dress code should be a tanktop and thongs. No pants.”
Tara laughed again and said, “maybe that’ll just be my personal dress code when it’s just me and you.”
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