"But you shouldn't say it," he said. "You know I'm a married man."
"I don't care!" Laura hissed. "I love you anyway!"
Terry's cunt throbbed with need as she watched her roommate purse her lips and once again suck his prick-knob into her mouth. She saw Laura's tongue flutter over his shaft and down to his cock-root before reaching down and lapping over his balls.
She pulled her skirt up and slipped her hand inside her panties as she watched the erotic sight. She frantically rubbed her engorged clit as she stared at Laura's gluttonous mouth.
God, I wish it was my mouth he was fucking! Terry thought as she frigged her cunt. She wished she could march right into the office and pull his prick out of her girlfriend's sucking mouth!
She felt wonderfully depraved as she tore at her clit and watched Laura suck and lick Brad's dick. She held her fingers against her gash as she imagined what it would feel like to have Brad's prick down her throat. Lodging against her tonsils. Blasting off and creaming her windpipe.
She scooped up some cuntjuice from her churning cunthole and rubbed it over her stiffened clit. She could easily bring herself off, but she didn't want to. Not standing here in the doorway spying on her friend. If she climaxed, she'd make noise and they'd be sure to hear her. Laura would be furious, and rightly so, she thought.
Now she watched as Laura bobbed her head frantically over Brad's thrusting prick. Her long blonde hair fell over one eye as she slid the wet ring of her lush lips up and down his shaft.
Brad let his head fall back as he groaned and plunged his dick in and out of her throat. "Let's fuck," he said, spearing his fuckpole in and out of her lips.
Terry worked a finger into her pussy-hole and held her breath as Laura released his prick from her mouth. "Oh, yes, honey," she hissed. "Let's!"
"Bend over the desk," he said, guiding her to the desk and pushing her down.
The blonde rested her arms on the desk and raised her skirt to her waist. The lusty blonde never wore panties. She did wear sexy garter belts and stockings and today she wore a white lace garter belt and sheer stockings and her naked tits hung over the desk.
She stuck her ass out and turned to gaze at Brad as he moved behind her. He smiled when he saw her naked butt and rubbed his hand back and forth over the thick forest of hair between her thighs.
"My little sex-pot," he chuckled, dipping his fingers into her cunt-stew.
Laura craned her neck and gyrated her hips and Terry thought she had never seen a more wanton and sexy sight in her life. "I've been dying to have you inside me," Laura said.
Terry buried two fingers inside her cunthole and churned them around. She pressed her cheek against the door-frame and watched as Brad rubbed his cock against Laura's lush ass.
"And you know how much I've wanted it to," he said.
"Even when you're fucking Evelyn?" Laura giggled.
Terry knew that Evelyn was Brad's wife and she stood still with two fingers up her twat as she listened to Brad tell her how much Evelyn bored him.
"Every time I fuck Evelyn," he said hoarsely, "I pretend it's you."
"Oh, honey!" Laura sighed.
Terry trembled when Brad moved back and pried Laura's butt-flesh apart with one hand while he rubbed his fuck-stick inside her asscrack.
"Oh, baby, are you gonna fuck my asshole?" Laura gasped.
"Not today, honey," he said. "I want your cunt today."
"Mmmmm, whatever you say, baby." Laura reached back and grabbed Brad's tool in her hand. Brad moved a hand around front and grabbed one of Laura's hanging tits. Terry stared open-mouthed as he lodged his cockhead in the mouth of Laura's cunt and held her tit between his thick fingers.
"Push it in," he said as Laura directed his prick against her pussy.
"I'm trying!" Laura giggled.
Terry clamped her hand over her mouth and watched as Laura forced his oversized cockhead into her cunthole.
"Like a velvet glove!" Brad hissed as Laura pushed his prick into her cunt.
He lurched forward and Terry watched his cock disappear inside Laura's blonde-rimmed cunt.
"I'm in, baby," he said as he pressed his chest against her back.
"Can you feel my cunt sucking you up?" Laura said.
"Can I!" he said.
"I want you all the way inside me," Laura said, pressing her cheek against his shoulder.
"I'm in pretty deep," he grunted.
"Now fuck me!" Laura moaned.
Terry watched his hips as he pulled back and then pushed in, spearing his cuntjuice-soaked prick in and out of Laura's grasping pussy.
He leaned over and kissed her neck as he fucked her cunt. Terry watched as he stroked in and out of Laura's cave and she rubbed her clit in a frenzy.
Brad kissed Laura's neck and bit her earlobe as he fucked her gash. The blonde's mouth hung open as she rammed her cunt back to meet his strokes.
"I can feel you all the way inside me!" Laura hissed. Her entire body quivered as she fell against the desk.
From the sounds she was making, Terry could tell her roommate had climaxed. Then Brad grunted and bit his lip as he pulled out and left only his cockhead in Laura's spasming cunt.
"Easy, baby, easy!" he said.
Terry felt a trickle of perspiration drip down her cleavage as she watched Laura turn back to face Brad. "You just gave me such a good come, honey," she said.
"I know," he chuckled, his face beet red. "I could feel your pussy grab my dick. You almost sucked the juice right out of my balls."
Now Terry watched as he pulled his cock out of her friend's cunt. He held Laura's cuntflaps open and crouched down to plant a kiss on her juice-coated gash.
Terry had never seen anything so erotic in her life and she moaned softly as she watched him dart his tongue over Laura's inflamed pussy.
Laura fell forward onto the desk as she climaxed again. Now Brad straightened up and with one thrust forward, filled Laura's cunthole with his stiff dick.
"Yow!" he chanted as he pounded her pussy with rapid thrusts of his prick.
"Give it to me!" Laura hissed over her shoulder.
Terry pulled her hand out of her panties and rearranged her skirt. She tried to close the door without making any noise and tiptoed away to the staircase.
When she arrived back in her own office she locked the door and brought herself off in Mr. Young's office and pretended her finger was Brad's cock.
CHAPTER THREE
Laura confided in Terry. She told her she was in love with Brad and Terry decided not to make a pitch for him herself.
She had enough happening in her life now so that it didn't matter. She was dating a few of the salesmen in her department and one day a nice-looking client asked her out to dinner.
Mr. Young asked her to take some dictation from him, and before she went into the empty office she was using she went to the ladies room to freshen up.
The client's name was Greg Hillman and he reminded her a little of Brad Frazier. He had thick dark hair which he wore rather long and a nice, slightly stocky body.
The brunette secretary stood in front of the full length mirror in the ladies room and brushed her hair as she thought about him. She hoped he didn't talk too fast. Her dictation wasn't too good. Not that she'd had much chance to use it here at Century Ltd.. The men in her department mostly just told her what they wanted to say in a letter and asked her to compose it.
She leaned to one side and admired her long dark-brown hair as she brushed it over one shoulder. Occasionally she considered cutting it short, but she always decided against it at the last minute. There was nothing like long hair when a girl fucked. Men loved to run their fingers through it.
She finished brushing her hair and dabbing some lip gloss on her mouth. She thought about the fag hairdresser who was always trying to convince her to cut her hair short. Laura always said that fags were jealous of women and wanted to make them ugly. She said that's why so many of them designed women's clothes in a way that hid their tits.