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No commercial reprints are authorized. -------------------------------------------------------- Career Girl - 1 By Misty Paycheck (mistypaycheck@yahoo.com*) *** A hard working woman strives for a career, sacrificing a family and settled life in the suburbs. But she does take advantage of the opportunities along the way. (MF, affair) *** Career Girl: A Typical Morning My name is Laura. My life is pretty ordinary. I'm not married yet. Like most girls my age, I hope to meet a nice man and get married someday, but for now I'm very dedicated to my career. I'm a moderately successful analyst at a medium sized marketing firm. I've been there for several years and have worked my way into a position where my input is trusted and highly valued by the company. To maintain this high level I often find it necessary to work beyond a typical eight hour day. This morning is no exception. I know that I have a conference call that I'll have to dial into from my car on the way in to work. I get ready the same way that I do every morning. I shower, shave my legs and put on one of the many smart business suits that I usually wear. Today it's a grey skirt cut just above the knee, a sheer white blouse and a fitted jacket and conservative pumps. I tend to dress pretty conservatively at the office. My commute normally takes about a half hour in the morning, a little more depending on traffic. About five minutes into my commute I dial into the conference bridge. The meeting is with a new client we just landed and the topic is the cost of effort versus return on investment for the strategies that the client is targeting. A few minutes into the call, as I'm briefing the client, I come to an intersection. I just miss the green light and stop to wait for it to change. This is a frustratingly long light to have to sit through, usually several minutes waiting for it to turn green. As I'm giving my briefing, I notice a man walking toward my car. Not a homeless person, a normal enough looking guy. He taps on my driver's side window and motions for me to roll down my window. I continue to participate in the call as I roll down the window. The man smiles and very politely says "good Morning." He then slowly reaches in the car, unbuttons my suit jacket and begins fondling my breasts through my sheer blouse. I smile back at him and continue with my briefing. He then unbuttons my blouse, gently pulls down my bra and squeezes my breasts. He pinches my nipples, which makes my squeal softly. He raises his other hand to my mouth and points two fingers. I flash a slight smile at the stranger as I politely ask my client to excuse me for a moment. I open my mouth and the stranger puts in his fingers. I gently suck on them and roll my tongue around them. Once they are good and wet he removes them. As soon as he does I get back to briefing my client. The stranger moves his now moist fingers between my knees. I sit up off of my skirt a little to allow him to move it up my thighs to my hips. Once his fingers are touching my panties, I sit back down. He rubs my mound through my panties for a few seconds before moving them to the side and slowly inserting first one, then both fingers. He rhythmically moves his fingers in and out of me while continuing to massage my breast. My breathing becomes a little shallow when his thumb brushes against my clit. All the while I continue to explain to my client about the importance of data pathing in an ROI tracking environment. When the traffic light turns green I raise my hand, point to the light and smile. The stranger removes his fingers from my now very moist pussy and offers them to my mouth. I again ask my client to excuse me for a moment and quickly suck the strangers fingers dry as the cars behind me grow impatient. When he pulls his fingers out of my mouth, I s mile and whisper 'thanks.' He backs away from my car as I drive on. I continue with my briefing as I drive on. Since I'm using one hand to hold the cell phone and the other hand on the steering wheel, I can't button my blouse or fix my skirt. I'm still on the conference call as I pull into the office parking lot with my bra pulled down, my blouse open and my skirt pulled up around my hips. I sit in the car until the call is completed, during which time several of my co-workers walk past. They smile and wave as they see me talking on the cell phone. I notice one of my co-workers, Mark, walking from his car to the office. I know that I need to talk to him first thing today. Luckily the conference call ends at that very moment. I quickly grab my briefcase, get out of my car and run after him. I catch up with him and tell him I need a moment of his time. I ask him to please hold my briefcase. As we walk to the elevator I tell him about the conference call. While I fix my panties, pull my skirt down, pull up my bra and button my blouse I ask him to pull some demographic trending data. He tells me that Holly has already put most of that data together and while he would be happy to fill in the gaps, I should check with her first. When the elevator door opens on my floor Mark hands me my briefcase. I thank him and continue on to my cubicle. When I get to my desk I check my voicemail, email and meeting schedule. I notice that I have a meeting at 9:30 with the quantitative analysis committee. I return a couple phone calls and reply to a few emails. I notice it's getting to be about 9:15. I know that I have to find Holly before my 9:30 so I grab my laptop and head to the conference room knowing that I'll pass Holly's cubicle on the way. On the way to Holly's cubicle I see Mark again. He asks if I'd spoken to Holly yet. I tell him I'm on my way to see her now and then I'm off to a meeting. Mark says that he needs to see me later and that he'll try to find me when he has a free moment. When I get to Holly's cubicle I find her bent over her desk with her skirt hiked up around her waist. Her blouse hangs open and her sizable breast are bouncing and slapping together. Behind her stands Alan from Computer Support fucking her like he's trying to push her over the desk. Holly's breathing is quick, and her head hangs low, but her fingers are tapping away at the keyboard of her computer. She sees me coming and with labored breath she says that she had spoken with Mark earlier and she knows that I need the demographic data by noon. She says that she's almost finished and points to her computer screen to show me a particularly interesting spike in the data. Before she can get to it though, Alan speeds up and starts slamming his dick into her like his life depends on it. Holly tenses and cries out as her body is wracked with orgasm. This sends Alan over the edge and his eyes close as he sends a stream of hot cum into Holly's hot pussy. He pulls out of her and sends three or four more streams of cum onto her scrunched up pinstripe skirt. Another stream shoots out with such force that it flies up over Holly and lands on the lapel of my smart grey jacket. Alan quickly regains his composure, pulls Holly's skirt down and straightens it out. He tells her if she continued to have problems with her PC to consider switching to MAC. Holly laughs and thanks him for the help. After Alan leaves Holly sits down and starts to show me the data she was going to show me before she was interrupted by her orgasm. I tell her that I have to run to a meeting and that If she sends it to me, I'll look at it later. She looks at my lapel and smiles when she sees the large drop of cum on my lapel. She reaches over, scoops it up with her finger and licks it off. She apologizes for the stain on my jacket. I tell her its fine and laugh that you can always tell when Alan was on our floor because he likes to mark the women he "helps out." Holly laughs as she scoops the splatters of cum off her skirt and put them in her mouth. She says that normally she like to go and get a quick-douche out of the machine in the break room after a guy uses her, but she'll stay at her desk and finish the stats so I'll have them in time. I thank her and head off to my meeting. When I get to the conference room I notice that almost all eight of the attendees have already arrived. I say hello to them, plug my laptop into the overhead projector and pull up my presentation. I scan the room and see that only Jenny is absent. Jenny is the Executive Account Manager for this district and leads the team present at the meeting. She arrives with apologies for her lateness and sits next to Joseph, the new nineteen year old intern. I start my presentation once she is settled. The purpose of the meeting is for me to explain the results of a multiple regression analysis that was done to narrow the scope of several potential product strategies. It's quite technical and fairly detailed in scope. About a third of the way through my presentation as I stand at the front of the room going through a particularly dense power point slide, I scan the room to see if I've lost anybody. I notice that Joseph has reached over and unbuttoned Jenny's blouse. He's massaging her breasts with one hand. Two fingers of his other hand are slowly exploring Jen's mouth. Jen has a focused look on her face while she sucks on Joseph's fingers. Her eyes glance down and she writes some notes. Jen then reaches up to Joseph's hand and removes his fingers from her mouth. She politely smiles and apologizes to him saying that she has a question for me. As she speaks she moves Joseph's hand under the table. She pulls her panties aside and places his hand on her pussy. He rubs her clit for a bit before inserting his fingers. As he slowly starts to finger-fuck her he can feel her subtly moving her ass against his rhythm. Meanwhile Jen asks her question and we have a short discussion of her point. When she is satisfied that her question has been answered, she looks at Joseph and nods. Joseph removes the hand from between Jen's legs and moves his fingers back up to her mouth. She smiles and licks her juices from his fingers. Then she obligingly opens as Joseph returns to exploring her mouth with his fingers all while continuing to massage her breasts. About 10 minutes further into my presentation there is a knock on the conference room door. Mark pops his head in and says "there you are" when he sees me. He looks over at Jen, smiles and says hi to her. He says "I won't interrupt; I just need Laura for a minute." Jen nods to him and motions for me to continue. I turn back to my power point slide and continue. Mark walks up behind me, puts his hands around me and cups my breasts. He moves to unbutton my suit jacket and removes it. He then removes my blouse. He leaves my bra on but pulls it down to free my firm medium sized breasts. He swings around in front of me, takes one of my breasts in his mouth and roughly sucks my nipple. I glance down at him and catch him looking up at me. I flash him a smile as I continue presenting my data to the eight people in the room. Mark then reaches a hand down and grabs the hem of my skirt. He tries to pull it up but since it's still zipped and is somewhat form fitting I have to wiggle my ass a little to help him. When my skirt is up around my waist he slips his fingers into my panties and drags them down my legs. I step out of them as I stretch to point to a specific sampling group on the slide that I am discussing. Mark picks up my panties and places them on the conference table. I notice Rob, from Finance, reach for them. I suspect that I will never see those panties again. Mark licks a finger and starts to finger fuck me. First slowly, then adds more fingers and speeds up his pace. My breathing quickens a bit, but I don't skip a beat with my presentation. Then Mark moves his hand from my pussy to my mouth and offers me his thumb. I smile and offer my apologies to the group. I start to suck Mark's thumb, but he pulls it out and whispers to me "wet." I spit and slobber all over his thumb until it is very wet. He pulls his thumb out of my mouth and moves it down behind me between my legs. I re-start my presentation as he wriggles three fingers all the way up my pussy and inserts his thumb in my ass. I wince a little but continue in the most professional manner possible as Mark simultaneously finger fucks my pussy and asshole. Mark finger fucks me like this for several minutes, occasionally moving his hand up to my mouth to re-wet his thumb until I finish the final slide in my presentation. As I bend to put the remote control onto the table Mark puts a hand on my back and gently bends me over until my tits are mashed against the table. I feel his hard cock slowly rubbing against my pussy as Mark takes me from behind. I raise my head from the table and inform the group that I've finished my presentation and would be happy to field any questions. I notice that Joseph has backed his chair away from the table and is running his hands through Jen's hair as he slides he hard cock in and out of her mouth. She pulls her head off of Joseph's cock, looks up at him and says "excuse me for a moment." She turns to me and compliments the detail of presentation. She asks me to explain the baseline data that was used in forming my demographic assumptions. She then places he mouth back on Joseph's cock and takes him all the way down to the base of his cock, gagging a little as she does it. I expected that someone might ask this question so I answer as best I can with Mark plowing into my pussy. The cadence of my answer matches the rhythm of Mark's penetration. "Sure... Jen... uh... The... baseline... uh... data... oh!... was... culled... from... uh..." I continue answering the question as I get closer to orgasm. My head starts to swim a little, but I focus and am able to provide a concise answer while my pussy is being pummeled. I notice that Joseph's eyes are focused on me as he continues to get head from his team leader. His eyes look a bit glazed as he says to me "You are one hot piece of ass Laura, why don't you come to my apartment later tonight and spread those legs for me and my room- mates." A hush falls over the room. My eyes widen with shock. "Excuse me Joseph; I'm not some kind of whore!! I'm not on call to service you and your friends! Jen, what's with this intern?!?" Jen takes her mouth off of Joseph's cock and looks up at him sternly. "Joseph! That was most inappropriate! This is a place of business! You will treat your co-workers with respect." As Jen chides Joseph her hand moves quickly up and down his cock. She stops mid-sentence to spit on his cock and continues to yell at him. Soon she feels his cock is ready to blow, so she stops scolding him and moves her mouth down to take his cum in her mouth. His cum shoots so hard that it hits the back of her throat and causes her to gag a little. When she does, his cock flops out of her mouth and some of the cum lands on her face. She quickly moves his cock back into her mouth and sucks him till he's done coming. She then pulls his dick from her mouth, stands up over him and continues admonishing him for is comment as she wipes the blobs of cum from her face and moved them onto her tongue. She sternly tells him that everyone knows that men are relentless testosterone machines and that this means that at any given time they are likely having some kind of sexual thoughts about the women around them. In the interest of moving forward with a productive civilization, society long ago deemed that men would be allowed to act on any sexual thought they have in the moment they have it. Women must be available without question to satisfy even the smallest fantasies of the men around them while continuing to maintain the continuity of their day. If they have jobs, they are expected to perform them as well or better than the men around them. The challenge for women is to manage their responsibilities to work and society. The challenge for men is to be respectful of women and allow them to perform their duty to men within the context of their day. This does not mean propositioning for lurid sexual encounters like 'come over later and gangbang my friends!' She warns him that his internship is in jeopardy and he needs to get his act together or he'll be out on his ass. She then excuses him from the room. The whole time that Jen is dressing down Joseph, Mark continues to slam his cock into me. As his balls slap against my pussy I can tell that he's about ready to come. He quickly pulls out of me, turns me around and lowers me to my knees. Just as he starts to shoot his load onto my face Jen turns to me "Laura, I'm terribly sorry for what just occurred. Obviously nobody here thinks you're a whore. You are one of our most valued employees and a highly respected member of this team." Meanwhile Mark has practically covered my face with his goo. He reaches to the table and picks up the pen that I was awarded last quarter for contributions to the successful IBL Computer campaign. He unscrews the back of the pen to reveal a small rubber squeegee. As Jen continues to tell me that she is offended by Joseph's comment and that no woman on her team will be disrespected and thought a whore, Mark uses the squeegee to move the cum that's spread all over my face into my mouth. It works very well, and it should since that's the very purpose it was designed for. When he's done, I swallow all of his cum and turn to Jen. "I appreciate your kind words, I'll let you decide if you think he can get his head right or if you think he should be let go." Mark then puts his cock on my lips indicating that he would like me to clean him up. I do so as Jen tell me that whatever is decided she can expect an apology from Joseph. She then compliments me on my presentation and leaves. Mark catches up with her telling her he has some questions for her about a new account. The remaining meeting attendees stay in the room. I fix my blouse and walk to the cabinet in the back of the conference room. I get a small douche bottle, a bowl a bar of soap, a bottle of water and a hand towel. I go back to the front of the room, put my right foot on a chair. I hold the bowl under my pussy and insert the hose of the douche bottle. I squeeze the bottle, careful to catch everything that comes out in the bowl. I repeat this a few times, then I wet the soap with the water and lather up my pussy and ass. I rinse them and dry myself off. I scan the table for my panties. As I predicted, I don't see them. I pull my skirt down over my bare pussy and fix myself in the mirror. When the meeting attendees see that I'm finished they file out of the room. I take my cleaning supplies to the break room, place them in the marked receptacles and head back to my cubicle. Continued in part 2... The author enjoys feedback and comments: mistypaycheck@yahoo.com* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. 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