Chapter 3: A Working Man

I left for work at the usual time after showering, shaving and reading the morning paper. I still got there before most people. A key career advantage I have over late sleepers is that I'm there and on top of things before my boss gets in. I usually review my voice mail, e-mail and get the day organized early before the usual crazy things start to happen. I gave up being a manager a couple of years ago; the result of not wanting to lie enough to succeed. I'm still pretty well paid and have more job satisfaction and less frustration and stress than before.

The girls in the accounting team next to my area don't start to arrive until about 9:00. They are a pretty hard working group but don't start as early as I do. There are a couple of cute girls in the group that I know by name and well enough to say hi to but that's as far as it's gone. I'm enough older than them that I suspect they don't really see me as more than another man in a cube. Linda, who is the secretary (they're now called admins) is an extremely beautiful girl of about 25 with the most glorious long blond hair that I'd ever seen. She had a young child at home but was certainly a head turner. She was also very thin with small breasts and skinny legs. Believe me, the face and hair more than compensated for the legs. Amaya was a young Asia girl who was sturdily built but shapely. She has long black hair, a beautiful smile, and the most perfectly elegant hands I have ever seen. I noticed them once in the elevator and couldn't take my eyes off them. She is very quiet and shy and looks down most of the time. The other women on the floor were the typical assortment of office workers but these two really stood out.

I saw Amaya this morning as she walked down from the elevator. I passed her on the way to the restroom. I murmured "Good Morning" as usual and, as usual, she kept her head down and passed on, not saying anything. A normal morning so far. Later, while working back at my desk, I heard a "Good morning!" and Amaya entered the cubicle. I looked up and there she was, a faint smile on her face. "Hello", I said with my usual witty repartee. She sat down in the guest chair and proceeded to tell me about herself. I was almost floored. I had never heard her talk this much in the two years I've worked on this floor. She finally said she had to get back to work and asked if I'd like to eat lunch with her. I didn't have any real plans so I agreed to meet her at 11:30.

When I reported at the appointed place for lunch, Amaya was with Linda. "Can we all go together?" she asked. I had been expecting lunch in the company cafeteria but they obviously wanted to go out. I didn't mind being out with two beautiful women but I had hoped to have a little quality time with Amaya. I hadn't brought my keys with me so we all went in Linda's car.

Surprisingly, instead of going to a restaurant, Linda drove us to a house in a nice neighborhood and parked inside the garage. Her husband was at work and her child at daycare so the house was empty. She said, "I can make a light lunch so we won't have to wait for our food. I joined the girls in a comfortable living room and sat on a couch with Amaya. Linda turned on some music before she bustled into the open kitchen to fix lunch.

Amaya was sitting very close to my shoulder but she still said very little and hardly looked at me. She was still extremely shy even in this informal setting. We relaxed and listened to the music while we waited on Linda. She quickly returned with a tray of chicken salad, various crackers, and fruit juice to drink. Linda sat beside me and we all ate lunch and enjoyed it very much.

As we finished, Linda put her hand on my thigh and leaned across me to say something to Amaya. Both the touch and the look she gave me then were electrifying. She took a deep breath and kissed me, her tongue coming out immediately. She kept her eyes open, looking into mine as she pulled me to her. In a moment, she pulled back panting slightly and whispered urgently, "Amaya, you've got to try some of this!"

Amaya needed no further encouragement. She almost attacked me, her full lips opening and tongue probing. She began to moan and shifted towards me, almost climbing on top of me. Linda decided to get in on the action again and began to feel my hard-on through my pants. She had her other hand between her legs and was rubbing briskly. Amaya was laying astride my thigh now, her crotch humping my leg as we kissed.

I looked over to see Linda stop fingering herself long enough to begin taking off her clothes. She was naked before I could do more than begin to unbutton Amaya's blouse. As I observed before, Linda's legs were very thin but well formed. She got her bra off to reveal small breasts but extremely long and erect nipples. These girls were obviously in heat and I had done almost nothing to generate it. I didn't smell the tell-tail almond odor today but something was still affecting the women around me.

Never being one to waste an opportunity, I decided to focus on the girls. I finished getting Amaya's blouse off and removed her bra. Linda helped me with the skirt and shoes. She also yanked down Amaya's panties to reveal a bare, shaven pubic area. She also had round perky tits that ended in tiny brown nipples just darker than her skin. I wasted no time in starting to lick and suck on them. The girls were impatient and pushed me on my back and began removing my clothing.

As Amaya pulled off my underwear, she grabbed my dick and began rubbing it all around her face. Linda leaned in also and began licking it whenever it was pushed her way. She took charge again, opened her mouth and began lightly sucking the head. Her tongue was rolling around and around, washing over my dick. It was hard as a rock and a fiery red color. I was swollen to a thickness I hadn't felt before.