Part 2 begins right after Part 1 ends.........
Ben walks back into office, shuts the door and leans up against it. His office is pretty spacious, enough for his desk, a small separate round table with three chairs for an impromptu meeting with his staff and a small couch for him to stretch out his legs during long conference call meetings. However now it feels like the walls are closing in him. His mind is racing at what just happened. His new admin, Stacy, was the woman from the restaurant that he was caught staring at. Was that only incident that she caught him or did she also see that he was watching her and her date outside the restaurant? And now she’s working for him?!?! She obviously recognized him by that smile she gave him…….or did she? The restaurant did have a darkened atmosphere. It’s quite possible she didn’t recognize him. So she smiled back at him at their introduction, it’s not like she doesn’t smile at all when being introduced to people. As Ben mentally goes over the situation in his head having his conscience counter his arguments and putting him at ease from the paranoia, he returns to his desk. HR is going to walk Stacy around showing her the office, introducing her to colleagues and afterwards will conduct a short office orientation meeting so he’ll have a little time to collect himself before he has to meet with her one on one to go over his specific needs. He takes out a legal pad and begins to write down items he’ll need Stacy’s help on, the more tasks the better as it will seem more professional if he thought it in advance. “And whatever you do Ben, don’t stare at her. Just pretend the restaurant thing never happened.” Ben’s little voice echoes in his head.
In the afternoon, Stacy finally reappears from orientation to meet with Ben. “Hi Ben,” she states softly knocking on the opened door to his office, “Is it a good time to go over things?” “Yes,” he replies looking up from his note pad, “come in a grab a chair.” Stacy walks out to her desk to grab a pen and note pad immediately in front of Ben’s office door. He now has time to get a good glimpse of her from behind and what she is wearing. He takes inventory, black conservative skirt down to the knee, no stockings just her bare legs, matching black blazer and stiletto high heels. She turns around walking back into his office and then he can she her from the front as she has on what looks to be a plain white top under the blazer that’s not revealing any cleavage. Ben breathes a silent sigh of relief to himself. Nothing out of the ordinary to draw his attention and distract him. Stacy sits in the chair near the round table several feet from Ben’s desk with her pen in hand ready to take notes. Ben is completely relaxed now begins to go over the things on his note pad of what he does at the firm and what he would needs help from Stacy on.
It’s only when Stacy changes the dynamic that throws Ben off of his relaxed state. She abruptly stands up from the chair she comments that she is a little warm and begins to take off her jacket. She then pulls her chair to the corner of Ben’s desk take takes a seat ready to resume the meeting. She’s not obstructed by the desk but instead sits in in full view of Ben a couple of feet away from him. Stacy’s disguised plain white top is actually more form fitting without the jacket. The thin white almost sheer material hugs her ample breasts rather nicely. The skirt, however, is all together a far worse issue. What Ben initially thought was a plain conservative black business skirt actually revealed to have a small slit on the side that he didn’t notice with her blazer on. He also notices that without the jacket the skirt is much more form fitting and hugs her curvy hour glass figure. As she sits in the chair she crosses her legs for Ben to see with the slit on the side revealing the side of her leg up to her mid-thigh. Ben is speechless, he has forgotten where he left off on his note pad after Stacy moved closer to him. Ben pauses as Stacy gives me the subtle wicked smile that seems to be her signature move. Ben quickly responds trying to escape the situation and looking down at his watch, “Oh my look at the time. Stacy I’m sorry I have a phone call I need to make now, can we talk later? Do you have enough to get started?” “Of course Ben,” She replies, “I’ll come back later but I have enough to go on, do you want me to close the door?” she asks as she gets up from her chair. “Yes, please,” Ben replies as he picks up the phone. He then watches her walk to his door to close it admiring her curvy backside. She quietly closes the door behind her and Ben relaxes and admires how quickly he was able to divert the situation by lying to her that he had an important phone call to make. “Is there anything that she wears that she doesn’t look great in?” he thinks to himself keeping the phone next to his ear so Stacy can see from her desk phone that he’s busy on his phone line.
The rest of the day goes along without incident. Ben does his best to avoid Stacy and is successful until she leaves for the day and stops in the doorway to his office to say good night. After she leaves Ben feels a sense of relief at letting his guard down. He leaves the office a short time later heading home, and on his way ponders at having dinner at Rafael’s again but quickly dismisses the idea at the trouble he thought he got in last week. It’s going to be a quiet evening at home.
Ben walks into work and heads toward his office. The office is quiet and no one seems to be in. He looks at his phone wondering if he made the mistake of coming into work on the weekend. His phone shows it’s the weekday and he wonders where everyone is at. He dismisses the idea and walks into his office and stops just past the doorway entry as he sees Stacy sitting on the edge of his desk. She has her legs crossed. He can’t tell if she has on vert short shorts or a very short skirt as all he can see are black fishnet stockings. She also has on a black silk top with spaghetti straps. She doesn’t have on a bra on and her breasts seem to be popping out and can’t quite be contained in her top. He is frozen in his tracks as she slides off the desk and slithers overs to him, hips swaying back and forth, giving him that signature smile of hers. He opens his mouth to say something to her but nothing comes out. She stops right in front of and reaches around him to push the door closed. She doesn’t say anything to him, just stares at him smiling. She then kisses Ben, first slowly and soft, pressing her lips against his enough for him to taste her before passionately moving in and devouring him. He can feel her hand rubbing his crotch as he becomes erect. He is lost in her kiss, giving himself completely to her as she pulls away and begins to unbutton his pants. He is fully erect now, pre-cum oozing from the head of his penis as she takes his cock in her mouth. She’s a wild animal as she moves up and down his shaft taking his cock all the way to her throat. Ben is too excited and feels the need to explode in her mouth as…………..
The sound of his alarm awakens Ben as he rubs his eyes. “It was all a dream, I can’t get her out of my head even when I’m sleeping” Ben thinks to himself as he sits up.
The next few days go by uneventfully. Ben does his best to keep things easy and professional with Stacy. He avoids being alone with her in his office and whatever conversation he has with her is outside his office where other colleagues are present and working away. The only time with her one on one is when they have lunch together in a nearby busy sandwich shop but even then they’re around a crowd of lunch going patrons.
Friday rolls around and Ben gets into the office late in the morning. His tardiness is due in part as he got out of bed later than he wanted to and, to top it off, his neck was sore from sleeping awkwardly. He enters the office, rubbing his neck amid the glares from his colleagues. As he reaches his office he sees that Stacy is there sitting at her desk. She looks amazing as usual in a silky little top showing just the top of her cleavage. “Ben, I have your schedule of your calls and meetings today to give to you,” Stacy says as she sees him walking towards her. She turns to the left of her desk to reach for the print out of the calendar for the day just as Ben walks up to her. From afar Stacy’s cleavage is barely noticeable in her silky top but as Ben is standing over her looking down at her to get his schedule he sees whatever one else is missing. Her ample breasts seem to swell and become fuller as Ben stares at them. Stacy, aware Ben is looking down her top, continues to move papers around her desk in an effort to look for the schedule. She gives the appearance that she somehow misplaced the schedule when all along her true intent is to tease Ben. She even goes so far as to stretch to the corner edge of her desk to give a secondary desired effect. As she makes the reach Ben’s eyes travel from her breasts to her short skirt covering half her thighs, and those black nylons. It’s as if her skirts slips just a little higher up the thigh. Before she sits upright, Stacy glances over her shoulder looking at Ben, waiting for him to make eye contact with her. When he does finally look up at her she gives him that wicked smile of hers. Ben, obviously embarrassed, heads to his office and shuts the door. He’s been caught looking again.
Ben stays hidden in his office for the reminder of the day in meetings. Friday rolls by quickly going from morning to afternoon and then to evening. Ben still in his office can see that people are leaving for the weekend as he looks at the exodus from his window down into the parking. He hopes that Stacy is one of them, he can’t see her in that top or that skirt again without getting caught looking. When he thinks the coast is clear he slowly opens his door, the rest of the office is empty. Ben is relieved. He walks out to Stacy’s desk and put scribble notes from a meeting he would like her to transcribe for next week. He turns around heading back into his office and Stacy calls out to him walking towards her desk. “I have a few things to add to your calendar for Monday to go over with you,” she says warmly, “it will just take a few minutes.” They head into Ben’s office and he takes his seat behind the desk. As Stacy follows him grabbing the nearest chair to sit down she notices Ben rubbing his neck seeing him grimace in a little pain.
“Are you OK?” she asks. “Yes I’m fine,” Ben replies, “I slept the wrong way last night and have a kink in my neck but I’ll be OK.” “You know, I used to be a physical therapist in a previous life, do you mind if I massage your neck to see if that helps?” Stacy asks. Ben considers her request and his initial reply is “no”, but his neck has been bothering him all day and relief isn’t anywhere near insight. He finally agrees and Stacy walks around behind his chair and begins to massage his neck. Instantly Ben feels relief as Stacy rubs his neck, relieved that Stacy was telling the truth that she was a therapist. “You should be feeling some relief”, Stacy replies, “I can feel the tension spots in your neck”. “Yes I do feel relief, thank you.” Ben replies closing his eyes feeling the tension melt away. “You know Ben”, Stacy says as she continues to rub his neck, “I know it was you watching me in Rafael’s last week. And it was you hiding in the doorway down the alley watching my husband, Mike and I.” Ben freezes instantly and panic begins to set in. This isn’t going to be an easy situation for him to slip away from by using an important phone call to get away from her. “You like to watch Ben don’t you? I saw you looking at me earlier this week.” Stacy continues as she steps away from behind him slowly turning his chair to face him. “My husband Mike is coming to pick me up from work, we’ll see what he thinks about you watching us”, says Stacy. Ben, believing there will be trouble with her husband begins to quickly silently word an apology in his head, is surprised once again by Stacy at what she does next. As she stares at Ben awaiting what he’ll say, she slides down and sits in his lap hiking her skirt up to her upper thigh exposing her entire leg, pantyhose and all. “You’re a bad boy, aren’t you Ben?” says Stacy giving him her signature smile and putting her arm around his neck. Ben’s phone then rings as its Stacy’s phone line, receptionist down stairs is calling to let them know Mike is here to pick her up. “Hold that thought.” Stacy flirts and she gets up reaching over Ben to pick up his phone to talk with reception, her ass now clearly visible to him. “Let me go get Mike and bring him up, why don’t you sit on your couch,” says Stacy as she pushes herself up and sliding off Ben.
Stacy comes back up to Ben’s office a short time later, followed by her husband Mike. “Hi Ben it’s nice to meet you.” says Mike extended out his hand. Ben says hello and gets up from the couch and reaches out to shake Mike’s hand, his grip is strong. Stacy, looking from Ben to her husband and then shutting Ben’s office door, “Honey, Ben is the one I was telling you about that was watching us at the Rafael’s last week.”
“So why haven’t you done anything with him yet,” Mike asks Stacy as he grabs a bunch of the hair in the back pulling on it, exposing her slender neck. Stacy is unresponsive to his inquiry and softly moans as Mike begins to bite at her neck. “I asked you a question,” Mike fires back turning Stacy around so Ben can see him slapping her ass. She begins to moan louder in excitement and sway a little as Mike looks at Ben. “You may want to sit back down on the couch Ben, my wife is being disobedient.” Ben sitting back down on the couch sees Mike then push up Stacy’s skirt revealing nothing but black pantyhose. “God I love this ass?” as he smacks Stacy’s ass again.
Mike pushes Stacy torso down onto Ben’s desk with her legs still standing and begins to rub her pussy and occasionally slap her ass. Stacy obviously enjoying being submissive to her husband’s desires allows him to do whatever he wants with resisting. “I want that pussy” exclaims Mike as he pulls on Stacy’s pantyhose in the center ripping them to reveal her naked ass. He then pulls her legs apart and begins to rub Stacy’s pussy. It is slow at first with Stacy resting one leg upon Ben’s desk to allow for easier access and then Mike slowly increases the tempo. Ben, still sitting on the couch, can hear Stacy’s wetness as Mike plays with her. She begins to moan louder on his desk. “I want your mouth, give me your mouth” replies Mike as he pulls Stacy off the desk and she falls to her knees opening up Mike’s pants and pulling out his cock.
Mike is already fully erect as Stacy takes him into her mouth. Mike, excited with performing with his wife in front of Ben, pushes himself further into Stacy’s mouth all the way to the base. She takes him in without much effort and begins to slide up and down the shaft of his cock. Ben, watching all of this in awe, begins to rub his pants feeling his cock swell and come to life. Mike, breathing more heavily now, pulls himself out of Stacy and looks down at her. “Go over to Ben and say you’re sorry to him for not fucking him. And crawl to him on your knees.” says Mike as Stacy looks up at him and begins to comply. While on all fours Stacy begins to stalk towards Ben softly speaking “I’m sorry” repeatedly. Ben is frozen as Stacy approaches. It’s as if he is under her control unable to resist as she tugs at his trousers opening up his pants. Stacy still looking at Ben as she pulls his cock out takes it into her mouth immediately. Ben almost cums in her mouth immediately and slightly pulls away. “I don’t want to cum yet,” Ben whispers to her and she nods. She then begins to softly stroke Ben to keep him hard and reaches up and kisses him. Ben responds back warmly to the kiss as her husband watches on. As they pull apart from one another Stacy stands up and attempts to pull down Ben’s trousers. He sits up slightly to help her in the effort and once done he is rewarded.
Stacy then sits down and straddles Ben guiding his cock into her pussy. There is no effort entering into Stacy as she is completely wet and excited. She slowly begins to ride Ben as he looks at her and her breasts jiggling in front of him. Ben then notices Mike standing and watching the two as he strokes his cock spitting into his hand lubricating himself. Mike then stops masturbating for a moment and digs into his pants pocket and pulls out a vial. Ben cannot quite make out what it is until Mike opens it and squeeze out a liquid into his hand. Lubrication. Ben continues to watch as Mike applies the lube to his cock stoking himself. Thinking Mike is going to stand there and masturbate while watching Ben fuck his wife on the couch, he is surprised once again.
While she is still riding Ben, Mike walks up behind Stacy and gentle pulls the back of her hair again revealing her neck. He begins to bite her slowly making his way up to her ear. “I want you ass,” he whispers to her with Ben hearing as well. With that Stacy slows to a halt riding on Ben’s cock. She then leans forward onto Ben exposing more of her ass to her husband, who in turn, straddles them and slowly slides his lubricated cock into her ass. Ben, still inside Stacy, can feel Mike as he enters Stacy’s ass. She cries out initially at the penetration and then begins to once again ride Ben as her husband starts to fuck her other orifice. Ben is in ecstasy, he’s never been in a threesome with a straight couple before. As his excitement grows watching Stacy in the throes of passion and feeling her husband help to stretch her out he begins to push himself harder into Stacy. Mike, throwing his head back and breathing heavily, is the first to go and quickly pulls out of Stacy. He begins to masturbate quickly as he ejaculates his hot cum all over her ass dripping onto Ben’s thighs. Ben feels this and is undisturbed and he can feel that he is almost ready to cum. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum,” he exclaims as Stacy stops riding him and slides off moving to take him into her mouth. She begins a quick tempo of sucking on Ben’s cock and shortly after he ejaculates into her mouth. Stacy continues orally pleasuring Ben, taking every ounce of cum from him before he pulls out of her. All three are exhausted.
Ben still sitting on the couch, exhausted and overcome with excitement, watches as Stacy and her husband adjust themselves to get ready and leave. Mike is the first to leave, opening up Ben’s door to look to see if anyone is around. He looks back and nods at Ben and turns around leaving the office ahead of Stacy. She, done fixing herself, leans in close to Ben as softly says, “See I told you were bad boy, didn’t I?” Ben, saying nothing and just staring at her, moves forward to kiss her. She kisses him back softly. As she pulls away from him she responds, “I’ll see you next week, and behave yourself,”
She turns and leaves his office joining her husband out at her desk. Ben still sitting, half naked, watches her leave his office. He continues to sit as Stacy and Mike leave the office together and wonders what he has gotten himself into.
Part 2 begins right after Part 1 ends.........
Thank you Scarlet. You are entirely too kind.
Trilogies seem to work well with tying up all loose ends. Stay tuned for a 3rd to see how things close out.
I will absolutely stay tuned! You leave the reader both breathless and fully immersed in the characters emotions. Thank you so much for taking the time to write this. 😊👏
Part II of my first story originally posted over 14 months ago for those who may have missed it.
Part II sees the protagonist being pushed further past his boundaries, than he would have imagined, by his new assistant.