Slamming Against Each Other Is More Exciting For This Trio Than Slamming Against Deadlines

“I can’t believe we’re stuck here on a Friday night.”

“I know,” Richard grumbled. “I already filled the board with my best ideas.”

He indicated the white board, overflowing with notes in his careful printing. Then he ran a hand through his short blond hair and sighed. “I need to reboot.”

He headed off toward the break room. Melanie set her head on the desk and moaned. It was 9 p.m. The three of us were the only ones in the office now that everyone else had left. Were we the most committed of the team members? Or were we simply the only people on staff who didn’t have anyone waiting for us at home?

Whatever the reason, we got a little goofy. Richard brought back a bowl of popcorn, and Melanie started playing silly music videos on her computer.

“We’ve been working too hard,” I said when Melanie threw a popcorn kernel at me.

“Clearly.”

She looked at the papers spread out on the desk. We were doing our best to meet the deadline, but ideas don’t come because you need them. Richard was doodling on the white board. I realized he was sketching an x-rated picture. I laughed as he erased the image, but not before Melanie had seen it.

“Why, Richard,” she cooed. “I’d never have thought…”

He waggled his eyebrows at us.

“That’s the best idea you’ve had all day.” Melanie grinned.

The room grew quiet for a moment as we all looked at each other. I’d always thought Richard was attractive, if a little bit on the buttoned-up side. With his cropped hair and stern blue eyes, he had a authoritative air to him. Now that I’d seen his dirty side, I found him even more appealing. Melanie was more of a wild card. She always was the last one to offer her opinion at meetings, listening to everyone else’s input before weighing in. But tonight, she was absolutely taking the lead, unbuttoning her blouse so I could see a hint of the shell-pink bra beneath.

“Are we really the only ones here?” she asked.

I did a quick tour of the office to verify that there were no other employees left. Then I returned to the boardroom. Melanie had wasted no time at all. Down to her bra-and-panty set, she had already pulled out Richard’s cock and was sucking it gleefully. I peeled off my jacket and started to unbutton my own blouse. I wasn’t entirely sure how far we were going to go, but I was definitely game.

Richard looked momentarily transported. He leaned against the table, staring down at Melanie as she bobbed her head on his cock. Then he motioned for me to come toward him. While Mel sucked him to the root, Richard began to kiss me passionately. I practically melted into his embrace. We’d been working so hard. Pleasure hadn’t been high on my agenda. Sex hadn’t even made it into the datebook. So the feeling of Richard’s warm lips on mine was like a slice of ecstasy I’d forgotten existed. He kissed me with fervor, stirring something deep inside me.

No, wait. That was Melanie stirring something. She’d slid her hand up my thigh and was slowly inserting two fingers beneath the gusset of my panties and into my waiting pussy. The excitement in the room increased a notch.

“I’ve always wanted to do that,” she said, pausing in her slutty blowjob to look up at me.

“Really?”

I was shocked. She’d never once indicated she found me desirable. She pulled her fingers from me and licked my cream from the tips.

“Really,” she insisted, and then she turned her full focus on me, pulling my panties down and waiting for me to step out of them.

Richard became the voyeur for a moment as Melanie anchored me with her hands on my hips and began to bestow the most delicious oral assault on my pussy. I set my hands on her shoulders to steady myself. Richard came closer, and he undid my bra and gently tweaked my nipples.

Under the ministrations of these two sexy lovers, I was on the brink in no time. Before I could come, Melanie moved me so that I was entirely up on the wood table. Our notes forgotten, the deadline forgotten, we became focused solely on giving and receiving pleasure.

Melanie resumed her pussy-licking games, but she moved so that the two of us were in a sixty-nine. I won my first taste of the brunette’s pussy, and I loved her tangy flavor. Richard groaned watching us. I turned my head for a second, ignoring Melanie only long enough to see that he was jacking his hand on his cock, which was still spit-slick from Melanie’s mouth.

Then Melanie begged me, “Please, Nancy. Don’t stop!” and I resumed tonguing her pearl.

She didn’t come until Richard got involved. He moved close to us, and he dipped his fingers into Mel’s pussy while I sucked and slurped at her clit. I could only guess what he was doing with his wet digits. At least, at first I could only guess.

Then Melanie gasped out, “Oh, God, yes. Touch my asshole. Finger-fuck me there!”

Her words brought me to a heavenly climax. I shook the whole table with the force of my orgasm, and I know I flooded her face with my juices when I came. Quickly, Melanie moved off me. She bent over the edge of the table and motioned for Richard to get behind her. I was the watcher now, and I saw that he plunged his hard cock into her syrupy split, getting his dick all glossy with her fragrant juices.

“My ass!” Melanie insisted. “Please put your dick in my ass!”

He parted her cheeks, and I got closer still. Before he could shove his cock up her backdoor, I bent down and licked her rosebud a few times, prepping her for his hefty dick. When she was teetering on the brink, I moved away, and he introduced her to the hard, substantial length of him. It’s always the quiet, thoughtful ones who are hung like that. Melanie seemed to really appreciate the treatment he was giving her. She banged her palms on the table and actually grunted as he fucked her hard and fast. If anyone had told me I’d be witnessing studious Melanie getting her asshole stretched open this Friday night, I would have laughed. Now, I put one hand to my own split and brought myself to another world-shattering orgasm, timing my explosion to match those of my carnal coworkers.

Richard’s eyes were closed as he filled Melanie with his semen. He was panting with exertion, and there were spots of color on his high cheekbones. I’d never seen him look so hot. He let her ride out the bliss of her orgasm before he withdrew. Melanie was the loudest of all of us.

“Oh, yes! Yes!” she shrieked.

Even after she came, she continued to repeat the word, “Yes!” and I saw she’d moved to the whiteboard and was rapidly writing.

Something about our sexual encounter had stirred her brainwaves. She’d come up with a slogan!Richard and I locked eyes and then looked back at the board. Melanie’s idea was good. Brilliant, even.

“It’s perfect,” I said, reaching for my clothes.

“Not so fast,” Richard said. He was eying my split.

“Let’s regroup at my house,” I told him. “We’ll rinse off and try that again. On a bed. In reverse.”

“That’s the best idea this team has ever had,” Melanie said, and we redressed and headed out of the office together, prepared to brainstorm x-rated ideas all weekend long.

— Ms. Nancy R., Riverside, California