I happened to be taking a day off from work one Friday when my wife asked me to drop off something for her friend Clarice at her office — a dress Clarice had asked to borrow for a date that evening. Rachel was busy cleaning house, and said that since I was only in her way, I might as well make myself useful.

So, reluctantly, I set out for the place where Clarice worked, but when I got there and went inside, I didn’t see her anywhere. Then I became aware of voices coming from the back, where her boss’s office is. The door was slightly ajar, and when I got closer, I could peek in and see everything. Clarice was there with her boss, Alan, and two other executives, Russ and Jim, and Alan seemed to be chewing her out for some kind of costly mistake.

Clarice is about 45, sturdily built, with beautiful compact boobs and a nice round ass. I’d had sexual thoughts about her, but I never acted on them — come on, she’s my wife’s friend!

Clarice looked at the floor while Alan went on scolding her. “What’s to be done about it, Clarice?” he asked finally. “The loss will have to be made up somehow.”

I was startled by her suggestive tone as she said, “Maybe you can think of a way for me to pay it back.”

The three men looked at each other. “Maybe we can,” Alan said. “So what do you think, guys?”

Russ, who was closest to Clarice, took her hand and turned her toward him. Alan came around his desk, stood behind her and put a hand on her ass. She didn’t try to push him away. Seeing this, Russ dropped her hand and put both of his on her boobs, then squeezed them, and Alan began to rub her ass.

Poor Jim, a big black guy in his 50s, just stood there looking on, as if he couldn’t decide whether to join in. As for me, I was rooted to the spot! My dick was getting hard as I watched.

Russ sat in a chair and pulled Clarice onto his lap. He began unbuttoning her blouse. When it was open he pulled it off, then undid and removed her bra, leaving her sitting topless on Russ’s lap, her tits surprisingly firm, wearing nothing but her skirt, hose and heels.

Alan began to play with her tits and nipples. After a minute Russ patted her ass, signaling her to stand up. When she did, he yanked her skirt down, revealing black panties and a garter belt. She looked fantastic! While Russ fondled her ass through her panties, Alan slid his hands inside the front. Catching her breath, she moved her legs apart slightly, and I saw that his fingers were working busily between them. Soon she was moaning and shivering.

Russ pulled he panties down and rubbed his hands over Clarice’s plump ass, then squeezed and slapped it, making the cheeks jiggle. Alan turned her around, moved her to the side of his desk and bent her over it. As she gripped it, he played with her squishy cunt from behind, pushing his fingers in and out.

Finally Jim got into the action. He got behind Clarice with his pants still on and rubbed his crotch all over her ass, while reaching around to hold her boobs, pinching and pulling at the nipples. When he let her go and she turned around, I saw that her nipples were red and sore. However, to my considerable surprise, she seemed to be enjoying this rough treatment.

Russ said something about “getting down to business,” then had Clarice sit on the desk and spread her legs while he opened his pants and pushed them down. His cock was hard, and was very thick. Clarice looked at it wide-eyed as he got ready to take her. He slammed in with such force that she yelped, her eyes going wide. But her cry was definitely one of pleasure.

Russ’s ass clenched each time he drove into Clarice. For as long as he lasted, he pounded her really hard, and she moaned with each thrust. But he didn’t last long. Within a minute he spurted his come inside her.

As soon as Russ fell away, Alan pulled Clarice off the desk and led her to a couch. Following his orders, she lay down on it with her legs spread wide, one of them draped over the backrest so he could have total access to her fuckhole, which was now leaking Russ’s jism. But first he straddled her chest and had her suck him, which she did with no protest at all. After a while he pulled out of her mouth and moved down a bit, rubbing his cock between her tits a few times before sliding down farther. He positioned his dick at the entrance to her pussy and shoved it inside, making her cry out again.

After fucking Clarice that way for a minute, Alan lifted her legs over his shoulders and grabbed her thighs, then just banged in and out of her. With each hard thrust she grunted and groaned. At one point she actually climaxed, giving a wild cry as her body spasmed repeatedly. Alan came shortly afterward, pulling out and spurting all over her belly and thick pubic bush.

Now it was Jim’s turn. He told Clarice to turn over so he could fuck her doggie-style. She was so horny now that she got on all fours in no time. It was really sexy, seeing her plump ass in the air just waiting to be fucked. Jim, wasting no time, just grabbed her around her waist and put it to her, fucking her hard at a blinding pace. She looked like she was made for good hard fucking, and she acted like it too. She came again before Jim shot his load in her pussy and fell away.

After that, all the guys had Clarice lick them clean, and that got them all hard all over! Russ and Jim had her suck them off till they shot in her mouth. Meanwhile Alan jerked himself off and came all over her face.

When they were done, I hurried back outside so I wouldn’t be discovered, leaving the package with the dress in it on Clarice’s desk. I never told my wife, or anyone else, what I saw that day, but I think of it often, and the memory gets me hard every time. Now whenever I hear Clarice mention to my wife that she “had a hard day at the office,” I take her literally.