A Sense Of Touch: Exploited

A Sense Of Touch: Exploited

I would strongly suggest that if you have arrived here without first reading, the introductory scene-setting story, 'A Sense Of Touch: Discovery,' then you should put this one on hold and read that story first. Otherwise you may be missing important information which will add to your enjoyment of this, the second story in the series.

Marie; remember her? Yes, that Marie, my lab assistant, the one who first encountered the nerve agent because of an accident in the lab. The one who became voraciously sexual in the isolation room after the accidental contamination. The shy modest Marie who helplessly stripped off all her clothing, and masturbated herself to an orgasm, not once, but twice as I watched from the observation room.

I had kept a close eye on her, health wise after her accidental exposure to the contaminant, and had ran a series of checks on her for four weeks after the incident. Just blood and urine test to check everything was okay, and I saw nothing untoward, nothing out of the ordinary. So, I had declared her risk free, and discontinued the frequent check-ups after that. We were both highly relieved, as any exposure to an experimental agent could prove fatal, or have long term implications for her health. Luckily the nerve agent we were working on was designed to be none lethal, with no long term effects.

You may also remember I told you that she was a very quiet, almost shy woman, and yet very attractive at the same time. A very modest person, not known for her outward display of sexuality, someone who always dressed modestly, and stayed under the radar.

Since the accident, things had become a little strained between us. She would blush, if we met in the corridors, or when we met in the mornings just before starting work. She seemed to get over her shyness pretty quickly once the day's work began, it was just those awkward unexpected meetings, and those first meetings of the day.

Imagine my surprise then, when I was sitting in the staff lounge one evening, and Marie came in. Most of the others had gone home, but there was something I wanted to check again before I could go home. It wouldn't take long, but I fancied a cup of coffee first. I hadn't had anything since lunchtime, and wanted a cup of something hot and sweet to keep me going until later.

The door opened, and I looked up to see who it was, a perfectly natural reaction, and there was Marie, eyes wide with surprise when she saw me sitting there, my coffee in hand, reading some scientific journal. She blushed again, and I thought she was going to go back out, but she hesitated, just a little bit too long, and then as if making her mind up came in, shutting the door behind her.

She went up to the mini kitchen, made herself some coffee too, and I tried to concentrate on what I was reading, but I was finding it difficult. Coffee made, she came over to me and I looked up at her as she stood beside me.

'Would you mind awfully if I sat with you' she began, blushing even more furiously than normal, 'I want to ask you something.' The mere fact that she has summoned up the courage to talk to me again was intriguing.

'Of course Marie, you know you can always talk to me, anytime you want,' I assured her, 'and that's always been the case,' I hesitated before adding, 'but lately you seem to be avoiding me, and of course I can understand why. You shouldn't feel bad about what happened you know, it wasn't your fault.' She smiled, a sort of wan, hesitant smile, and just nodded, but sat down at the other end of the couch. It was designed to seat three, so there was a decent gap between us, enough for us both to sit back and turn our knees towards each other.

'In a way, that's what I want to talk to you about,' she said, so quietly I almost missed what she was saying and I asked her to speak up.

'I'm sorry, but I just find the whole subject so embarrassing,' she tried to explain. 'I know I shouldn't, after all, you've seen me doing things no one else has ever seen... oh god,' she said adding, 'but I do, and that's the problem really and I feel so ashamed sometimes,' and she hid her face in her hands. I waited quietly for her to get over it, and eventually she looked up at me again.

'I want to ask you something, and I'm finding it really difficult, but this has been eating away at me ever since that night.' I nodded and asked her to continue. 'First of all, I want to thank you again for letting me delete the evidence of my... how can I put it... my indiscretion. You didn't need to delete it, and I know it's actually against the rules to delete video evidence, but you did, and that was very kind of you, and I'm so grateful.' I knew there was a point to this somewhere, but her embarrassment was making her drag it out.

'Well, although you deleted my files,' she began hesitantly, picking

up confidence a little as she spoke, 'I also know you deleted what we had been working on too after you downloaded the formula we had been working to a flash drive, I couldn't help but notice, you didn't hide what you were doing from me.' I nodded to confirm that she was right, but said nothing.

'Have you been working on the formula at home?' she asked me, getting straight to the point. 'You once told me you'd set up a lab at home a few years ago... and... I wondered if you'd been working on it.' Well, I wasn't about to lie to her, she had seen what she had seen. It was best to be honest, because if she thought I was lying to her she would never trust anything I said again, and I was interested to find out what she was thinking of.

'Yes Marie, I have,' I replied, 'I've just been trying to refine it, and make sure it isn't dangerous to anyone I test it on in future.' I didn't mention my anonymous friend who I had seduced a few days before, it didn't seem relevant, and I was beginning to get an inkling of what Marie was thinking.

'Is it safe, do you think?' she asked, and I could see the sparkle in her eyes, her shyness forgotten for the time being.

'I've done extensive tests on lab mice,' I told her in my serious, scientific voice, 'and they've exhibited no ill effects, and I've watered it down a little, so it's not quite so powerful, but yes, it's safe.' She said nothing, head bowed now, looking at her hands fiddling nervously in her lap. I realised she was working up the courage to say something, so I waited, but I knew what she was going to say before she said it.

'You need human trials now, that's your next step,' she stated, that was the obvious next step, and she was right. She didn't know of course that the human trials had already begun with my mystery mistress with no name, and had proved highly successful.

'Yes, that's the logical next step,' I agreed. 'I'll have to find some willing volunteers to take part in trials, but that may take some time to organise.' There was a silence, as we both thought about what had been said.

'I'll do it,' she said abruptly, volunteering herself, 'I'll test it for you,' and she looked at me, blushing again, we both knew what she was offering to do, she knew what would happen.

'Are you sure Marie?' I asked, trying to put her off, 'I want you to be absolutely sure of what you're doing. You really need to be one hundred per cent sure,' I emphasised again, and she nodded in agreement 'Why are you doing this Marie?' I asked finally.

'I never told you... I couldn't tell you... it was too embarrassing, but I was absolutely rampant sexually for days afterwards,' she confessed. I must have looked surprised, but she continued, seemingly unable to keep it to herself anymore. 'I've never felt anything so wonderful, or felt that good about myself. I loved it. I couldn't... I can't... stop thinking about it, but good as it was, it didn't compare to the way I felt with that first flush of the drug in my system. That was amazing, life changing.'

'This will sound bad,' she said quietly, sounding embarrassed again. 'but I... I want... I want to feel that again. I need to feel that good again. Please say yes... please,' then her confidence seemed to evaporate. 'Unless of course you don't want me,' her voice tailed off, and she looked disappointed, but then she grinned with delight when I nodded my head in approval. 'Thank you,' she almost whispered, sounding highly emotional and relieved.

'You understand of course Marie that you won't be locked in a containment facility the next time, and the consequences will be entirely on your own head' I asked her and she nodded her head eagerly.

'Okay, but we'll have to draft a disclaimer form, a legal document that absolves me of any liability in possible future actions,' I told her, and she confirmed that it would be no problem. 'Right then, let's get a writing pad and draw up a document together. I want you to be heavily involved in the creation of this document, and I'll also get you to sign the standard medical trials document. This special one we are going to draft between us, is purely from the sexual angle. We'll both sign it, one copy to you and one copy to me,' and she agreed wholeheartedly, with no hesitation on her part.

Half an hour later we had an agreement drawn up and typed, which we printed out and we both signed it. Only one thing remained.

'When do you want to do this?' I asked, and she surprised me again

'Now... right now, if we can... please,' she added. 'Is there a pill, or an injection, how do I get it?' I reached into the inside pocket of my jacket and retrieved a little unbreakable plastic vial and held it up for her to see.

'Is that it?' she asked with a tremor in her voice, looking at it curiously, and I confirmed that it was. She was actually shaking with excitement, smiling all over her beautiful face. I carefully unscrewed the top and putting my finger over the open mouth of the vial I upended it so a little of the liquid wet my finger tip. That was all that was required, and I carefully put the top back on again and screwed it tight. It's powerful stuff. She looked at me, no doubt wondering what came next.

'Hold out your wrist,' was all I said, and she pulled the sleeve of her blouse up revealing a few inches of her wrist and arm, I noticed her hand was shaking too. I dabbed my finger on the inside of her wrist, transferring most of the liquid to her, right over the pale blue veins I could see under her milky white skin, and rubbed it into her wrist. It would react pretty quickly, just a few minutes at most.

Now the deed was done and we both sat back and waited, and then she slid across to my side of the couch and came into my arms.

'Hold me,' she said quietly, hugging me tightly, trembling a little, so I held her. She felt soft and warm, her perfume was something subtle and expensive, she smelt good.

My cock had no need of contact with the nerve agent. It had been hard since she volunteered to be my human lab mouse, because I knew if she took it, I'd be fucking her very shortly afterwards. It was however achingly hard, and that was partly due to the nerve agent I'd had on the tip of my finger when administering it to Marie. I wasn't unaffected by it, just less of an effect than she was getting, because I'd developed the antidote against the strongest effects I would have felt otherwise. She had no such antidote, and I knew that right now it was ravaging through her body like a flash flood or an out of control forest fire.

My shy and modest Marie made the next move, and there was no way I could be mistaken or disappointed about the efficacy of my formula. Her hand went straight down, and she felt for my cock, touching me through the fabric of my trousers.

'Take it out... please,' she pleaded, her breathing beginning to get out of control. I spread my legs wide, and pointed to the floor. 'If you want it, you take it out,' I teased her, and she immediately slipped off the couch, and knelt on the floor between my outspread legs. She looked at me, her face slightly flushed with excitement already.

'I suppose... I suppose... I should tell you... what's happening to... me?' she asked. I was amused, simply because I knew she could hardly think straight because she was so horny, but she was still trying to be the dispassionate scientist.

'If you can, but if you experience a sexual, "brain fog," then it's okay to tell me afterwards.' I told her, and straight away, her mind went back to what she really wanted and that was my cock. She unbuckled my belt, opened the fastening and pulled the zip down, and within seconds her hand had wriggled through the opening in my boxers, got a hold of my cock and pulled him back out through opening.

'Oh my god, it's lovely,' she gasped out, and she began to stroke her hand up and down, feeling my hardness. Her other hand I noticed, was fully engaged elsewhere, up her skirt, between her spread knees.

'Why don't you suck it?' I suggested, and she looked at me uncertainly.

'Suck your... cock?' she queried, and then, 'I don't... know how to... never done... I've never done that before,' she admitted, and leading her further astray, I assured her it was easy, all she had to do was put it in her mouth and don't bite. I stressed the, 'don't bite,' part heavily.

Once I explained that, there was absolutely no hesitation, she leaned further forward, looking at me wide eyed as she did it, and I had the pleasure of seeing her gorgeous mouth open wide and envelop my knob. Her mouth felt hot, wet, and so very soft as she delicately bobbed her head up and down a couple of times experimentally.

'Mmm... I love it,' she moaned, as her hand under her skirt seemed to be hitting all the right spots too. 'Oh my... fuck,' she gasped out, and without any warning, got up from between my knees, and pulled her skirt up higher, and her panties down. She stepped out of them, and threw them on the couch beside me, and I could see that they were soaked already. She didn't care, she only had two thing on her mind, my cock and her cunt.

'Please... I need it... please,' she said sounding a little anguished.

'Sit on it,' I suggested.

'What... how?' she asked. 'Oh my god,' I thought, 'is she so inexperienced she doesn't know how to do this?' So, I reached out and pulled her to me, closing my legs together so she could straddle me with hers, and she figured it out straight away, kneeling over me on the couch with her legs apart, her pussy just inches from my cock.

Her pussy looked amazing and my cock, already hard seemed to get harder at the prospect of being immersed in this beautiful example of female genitalia. The first time I had seen her pussy weeks before, her pubic hair had been trimmed really short, but now it was gone! Shaved or waxed, I didn't really care about the method, it was only the result that appealed to me, and the result was perfect. She had quite big labia, hanging down wetly and gaping open from her self-fingering of a few moments ago. She looked amazing, breathtaking, 'what a fabulous pussy,' I thought, and for now it was all mine.

Her wetness shone in the light, already glistening on the inside of her groin and thighs. It was all too obvious to me that she was producing prodigious amounts of lubricating juices, and all designed by nature to help my cock slide into her pussy. She may have been inexperienced, but she knew instinctively what to do next, and I watched as a very elegant hand reached down, took hold of my cock and guided me to where we both wanted my cock to be. Not so much, 'knocking on heaven's door,' as nudging, and her pussy lips gave way, opening wetly for me.

She was so incredibly wet, there was very little resistance at all, and she sank down on me, just enough for my cock to breach her entrance, she groaned loudly, pulled back a little and sank lower again, and now my knob was in her, past the first inch or so, and from there she slowly let herself sink and drop down until my pubic mound, met hers. She was in, she had all of me there was to have.

Her tits were right on my face level, and so I reached for them, feeling her softness through the material of her blouse and bra. That would have to go, so I unbuttoned her blouse and she watched me doing it, her pussy squirming a little, settling herself more comfortably on my cock.

I had the blouse open in a few seconds, and pulled from the waistband of her skirt, caressing and squeezing her tits thought the bra, eliciting quiet little moans of approval from her. I reached round behind her to unfasten the bra, feeling the softness of her skin as I did it, but she impatiently bypassed that and just pulled her bra up over her tits and presented them to me.

Twin beauties right in my face. What's a man to do? My mouth latched onto her left nipple, while my left hand played with her right breast. Oh my god, they were lovely, and my tit play launched her pussy into movement, and she began to move so very sensuously, fucking the welcome intruder in her pussy, moaning helplessly as the sensations deep in her body began to mount, responding to the stimulation in her breasts and pussy.

'Oh my god... so good... everything... every... thing I... I thought... it would be,' and she pulled up further. She almost lost my cock, but using her hand quickly threaded me back between her pussy lips and sank down on my dick... hard... uttering a loud moan of delight.

'Oh fuck yes... s'what... I dreamed of,' she moaned with approval as she fucked my cock into her hole again and again. Meanwhile I was feeling every inch of her soft and supersensitive skin, massaging her arse cheeks, stroking the skin of her back, and then my main points of interest, her amazing tits. I didn't just play with them, I worshipped them with my hands and mouth, all adding to the sensory overload that was lifting her higher and higher emotionally and erotically.

We moves as one, with one common aim, and that was to suck as much pleasure from each other as possible, and to give as much pleasure as possible, and in my mind we were doing just fine. I knew Maria was getting close to orgasm from her gasps and moans. She was gradually moving her delightful arse faster and faster, driving herself onto my stiff cock with in increasing urgency, becoming quite frantic in her efforts.

I reached down between our bodies and her legs and fingered her clitoris, strumming back and forth across it. This more direct stimulation was enough, and she took off like a rocket.

'Oh fuck yes... oh my god... oh fuck... coming... coming,' she moaned loudly, really loudly, reminding me momentarily that we were in a public place, the office staff lounge, but that thought lasted all of ten seconds. I had more pressing things to think about, like Maria's internal muscles rippling and caressing, sucking at my cock as her pussy spasmed with the powerful orgasm that was wracking her body. I'd wanted to fuck her for months after seeing her naked during the containment breech, and here she was, naked, wet, filled with enthusiasm and my cock, and fucking my cock like there was no tomorrow. Her excitement took me with her and I felt that warning, the unmistakeable tickle at the root of my cock. I couldn't hold back, fuck, I didn't want to hold back, and I recklessly let myself go. I surged in a rush of ecstasy as my balls squirted my come the length of my cock, squirt after squirt, right into the depths of her pussy. She shrieked, there's no other word for it, she shrieked out her delight as she felt my come flood her depths.

'Oh fuck yes... feel you... I feel you... so warm,' she almost sobbed, whimpering and mewling as her own orgasm began to recede. Her movement slowed, slower still, and then she stopped, slumped against me for a few moments. Her tits, one either side of my face, restricted my breathing for a few seconds. I smiled to myself for two or three seconds, thinking 'What a way to go.'

We sat there in that post orgasmic 'glow,' for a few moments, and she pulled back a little, kissing me, affectionately rather than passionately, my brow, my cheeks, my mouth, smiling down at me. It was such a lovely moment, the kind that can only be shared by two people who have just shared a mutually wonderful and thoroughly satisfying sexual intimacy. We were lost in each other, completely focussed, completely together.

The fucking door opened! We both went completely rigid, panic stations, and then she quickly rolled over on the couch away from the door, turning her back defensively to hide herself from whoever had entered the room. Understandable of course, but it left me sitting there on the couch with my cock sticking straight up in the air.

If you remember, I told you that I stayed hard after sex thanks to the nerve agent increasing my libido. I needed to come two or three times before I lost my hard-on, and today was no exception. Slightly panicked, I grabbed the nearest thing to cover my, 'embarrassment,' but that only made things worse. It was Marie's panties, the ones she thrown on the couch earlier, so there I was, cock as hard as could be, with Marie's skimpy little panties draped over my knob in no way hiding my erection, and looking 'pervy,' as fuck with the panties on my dick.

Worse was to come, I looked up. It was Jessica Rowley. Or to be more precise, 'Major,' Jessica Rowley, ex British Army,(retired) and now head of, 'Human Resources,' at a major government research facility, the one we were sitting in and employed by. Well, Marie and I had been sitting, but now we were frantically trying to recover from being discovered in a compromising position, while Jessica was standing in the doorway, looking rather shocked.

'Get dressed,' she barked in her best military parade ground style, then pointed at us sternly, 'you two... in my office immediately,' she rapped out, and turned to leave closing the door behind her, but not before I noticed the amused smirk on her face as she turned away.

We dressed hurriedly, Marie trembling visibly. I could see she was almost in tears, and very upset. I knew she was probably worried about losing her job, but I quietly assured her that whatever happened, that was not going to happen.

'How can you know that? She's head of Human Resources, she can fire us like that for gross misconduct,' she said, snapping her fingers on, 'that,' to emphasis her point.

'No, that won't be happening. They won't fire me, and you're my assistant. I'll resign rather than let them fire you. Tell me, quickly now, what do you think of her?' She thought for an instant while getting dressed.

'Ex-military, very by the book, a bit remote. I don't know very much about her to be truthful.' I shook my head.

'Okay, that's all true,' I agreed, 'but as a woman, what do you think, is she attractive, ugly in your eyes, what do you think?'

'Well, she's tall, very slim, carries herself well, she has great posture, you never see her slouching. Takes pride in her appearance, dresses simply, but very elegantly. She's got nice dark hair, beautifully cut, and a stern demeanour, but has a very attractive face, is that what you mean?' she asked, adding, 'but she's a bit scary actually.' I agreed with everything she said.

'Let's go and see her then,' I said, 'don't be too worried, I'm sure we can talk our way out of this,' and I took her hand,, and gave it a little squeeze. She walked along the corridor before me, looking rather dejected, and too wrapped up in her own worries to pay me much attention. We stopped outside the door, hesitating for a moment while I looked at Marie and she looked at me, and then taking the proverbial bull by the horns, I knocked, loudly and confidently.

'Come in,' she called out, and as I led the way into her office, she stood up and came round from behind her desk, indicating a more comfortable and informal seating arrangement at the side of the room. One of these seating arrangements that looked almost like you'd expect at a counselling service. Marie walked the couple of steps, and sat down meekly, while I on the other hand, smiled at Jessica and held out my hand.

If you approach someone, and hold out your hand in that universal friendly gesture, they will respond in kind, and Jessica did it automatically, although she looked a bit surprised, and once again indicated that I should be seated. She sat across from us, and crossed her legs, very nice legs I noted, her hands in her lap, very relaxed.

'I must say, I'm surprised and even shocked, at what I've just witnessed,' she began, and looked at me and then Marie, adding as she looked back at me, 'and you, you're supposed to be intelligent, you should know better. What have you to say for yourself?' I said nothing, looking as if I was thinking, playing for time.

'Nothing really, it was just human nature. You're head of Human Resources, you should know about human nature,' I said quietly, and she nodded as if agreeing. 'We thought we were alone, nobody else here but us. We apologise, unreservedly,' I grovelled a bit trying to head off any reprimand.

'Okay,' she replied, 'but we can't have people just fucking... sorry, being intimate... intimate whenever... they feel... like... like... fucking... no... we... can't... have it,' her voice tailed off, she seemed to have lost her train of thought, and was struggling to find the words. Her eyes closed for a moment, and she sucked in a long shuddering breath before opening her eyes and looking at me once more. Her whole demeanour seemed to have changed between shutting her eyes and opening them again. Her body looked more relaxed too, and there was that hint of a smile I'd seen as she left the staff lounge ten minutes earlier.

'Well, sometimes you just feel like fucking, and it's difficult to resist the temptation,' I explained as she sat there in her comfortable chair, nodding her head as I spoke, looking very relaxed, but a little puzzled, her English, peaches and cream complexion looked a little flushed now. From embarrassment I wondered, or something else?

'Yes, sometimes you just feel like having a good fuck and it's hard to resist, especially with someone as lovely as Marie,' and she looked at Marie and smiled, and I looked at Marie. She looked utterly dismayed.

'Are you trying to get us fired,' she hissed at me, under her breath, as if Jessica couldn't hear us. I shook my head and winked at her. I stood up and went over to Jessica, who just looked up at me wide-eyed as I approached her.

'What are... what... are you doing?' she stuttered, This wasn't going quite the way she must have envisaged, but I said nothing, just bent down and kissed her. She had a nicely shaped mouth, just perfect for kissing, and maybe even cock sucking I hoped. She kissed me back, so I knelt on the floor beside her chair, and felt her tits as I kissed her.

'What the... fuck,' she gasped breathlessly pulling away from me a little, but I just put one hand behind her neck and pulled her gently back to me again, where I resumed kissing her and continued to fondle her tits. She moaned, a nice long, drawn out shuddering moan, and I slipped my hand under the hem of her skirt, going right for the treasure. I stroked her thighs and softly caressed her pussy through the fabric of her panties and tights. I had noticed her legs drifting apart as I kissed her mouth and played with her tits, and was now taking full advantage of her open legs and delicate state.

'This is... wrong...' she moaned, as I reached up under the skirt with both hands and hooking the waistband of her tights and panties I tugged them lower. Wrong or not, she instinctively lifted her hips making it easier for me to undress her bottom half, and then her underwear was round her ankles and off. I spread her legs, and again there was no resistance, revealing a closely trimmed pussy, nice lips, already open and drooling wetly into her arse crack. A lovely arse too!

I pulled her forward and lifted her legs, and I noticed for the first time just how great her legs were. I lifted them over my shoulders and there she was, spread out before me, open, wet, and not sounding the least bit unwilling, and I buried my face between her legs. She had the most enticing aroma, and she almost screamed as I gave her pussy a big lick from bottom to top, tasting her juices and ending up on her clitoris.

'Oh god... oh fucking hell... what do you think... think... you're doing... what... what... do you... think... I am?' She resisted, but I knew it was just a token resistance. She was ready and very, very horny.

I continued to lick her pussy and groin, and slipped my two middle finger into her wet pinkness. She groaned loudly as my fingers breached her entrance, slipping through those lovely pussy lips, and up to the knuckles in her slippery hole. Her moans increased, louder still, and her hips thrust her pussy onto my face, and then my fingers found her g-spot, and that was the coup de grace. It was all over bar the shouting, or in this case the screaming.

She came, long and spectacularly, gasping and wheezing for breath, helpless before the mind numbing onslaught of pleasure as she thrust her pussy hard against my insistent mouth and fingers, trying to extract every last bit of delight I was offering. Gradually her thrusting and moaning passed until I knew it was over for now, and I pulled back, my face wet with her fragrant juices, watching her trying to recover.

I looked over at Marie who had obviously been effected by watching me seduce Jessica. Her horniness had overtaken her fear of being fired and she too had her skirt raised, her pussy on display as she sensuously rubber her lovely pussy, looking a little embarrassed at being caught self-pleasuring herself.

'Sorry,' she murmured, her face flushed with excitement, 'that was fucking incredible, so exciting, and I was so horny anyway. I couldn't help it and I came too just watching you. Are you going to fuck her as well? I nodded, and she smiled almost in triumph. 'You did it, didn't you,' she asked, but I just raised my eyebrow in a, 'What? Me?' unspoken gesture, but she knew she was right, 'I wondered why you were shaking her hand.'

Walking along the corridor to Jessica's office, I had quickly smeared some of the nerve agent on my finger, the same as I had done with Marie. It was a simple matter of deploying it by touch when I shook hands with her. It was as simple as that.

I quickly told Marie what I wanted her to do next, and returned to administer my kind of, 'first aid,' to Jessica, who was still, sitting on the chair, skirt still round her waist, legs open, her most secret and private place on wanton display. Her breathing was almost back to normal, until I reached down, and slipped my fingers back between her gaping cunt lips. Her arse lifted off the chair, as I finger fucked her a few times, just to keep her on the boil. She moaned again helpless to resist the none stop sexual need between her legs, and gasped out her capitulation.

'I don't know... don't know... what the fuck... you've done to me...' she whimpered, and then, ' feels good,' so I kissed her lovely mouth once more. After a few minutes, with my help, I got her up off the chair and led her over to her desk. It had been a very neat and tidy desk anyway, with everything on it arranged, 'just so,' in true military fashion, but Marie had cleared that off as I had instructed her to do, and now the scene was prepared for the final stages of Jessica's seduction.

We stood, embracing beside Jessica's desk, just kissing for a start, but now I wanted to see her tits as well, so I unbuttoned her blouse, stripped it from her shoulders, and dropped it carelessly on the floor. I stroked and massaged her boobs, first through the lace of her bra, feeling her hard nipples, pinching them gently and hearing her moan before reaching round behind her and unclipping the bra. The bra joined her blouse on the floor, forgotten as I played with her tits, then I stooped a little lower to kiss and suck them. She pulled my head tight against her chest, like a mother with a baby suckling while I feasted on her nipples, and listened to her little quiet mewls of pleasure.

She had small tits, an A cup, or maybe a very small B, but by fuck they seemed to be very sensitive as she moaned and whimpered with every kiss, suck and nibble. I kissed her mouth again, and all this time I had been fingering her delightful pussy. Her juices were in full flow, my fingers and hand were coated in slippery, 'fuck me,' juices, so I reckoned it was time to go the full distance, and answer that call.

'You liked seeing my cock,' I whispered in her ear, and she nodded, and I pushed her back against the desk, and lifted her onto it so she was sitting on the edge, legs spread wide of course. 'Take it out,' I suggested, and without hesitation she reached for my zipper and pulled it down, her hand slipping through the open gap, fumbling for my dick. She was going to need a bit of help here I decided, so I unbuckled my belt, dropping my trousers and underpants, exposing myself for her. I heard her take a sharp intake of breath, underlining her excitement.

'Oh my oh fuck... mmm... it's nice,' she breathed, stroking my length with her hand. 'Put it in me... I want it... now... please,' she begged. It seemed my gross misconduct of earlier was entirely forgiven, or forgotten, lost in the fog of Jessica's newly discovered and overwhelming sexual urges. All she could think about now was this smouldering heat and desperate need between her legs, in her tits, and the pit of her stomach. I stepped closer, right up close between her legs, and she guided me the last inch or two to her pussy.

'Do you still want it,' I whispered teasingly, 'right there in your gorgeous pussy?' she nodded, but admittedly was slightly distracted and otherwise engaged in rubbing my cock against her wet lips at the same time.

'Oh fuck... yes... I have no... idea... why... I... let you... I just... oh fuck,' she groaned, as my swollen knob, slipped between her labia. Her lips were gently nudged aside as my cock pushed through them into the wetness and warmth that made my intrusion so welcome. 'I can't unders... sss... tand it...' she moaned recovering the power of speech for a moment, 'but... but... oh my god... oh fuck... yes,' and she lost it again as I began to fuck her. Sliding easily in and out of her eager to be fucked pussy.

She lay back on the desk in total surrender, eyes closed, and I took the opportunity to look at Marie, who was holding my iPhone, and videoing the proceedings. Insurance, that's all. No intention whatsoever of blackmailing Jessica with it, plus, I was beginning to like her more and more, now that I'd fucked that military, 'starchiness,' out of her. Now she was just a beautiful woman with a need for my cock, and I was doing my best to fill that need. I had a feeling she'd like me a whole lot better in future.

I had decided the video was necessary, not for myself. I could get another job with a snap of my fingers, but for Marie's sake and her peace of mind. Right now I envisaged myself, Marie, and Jessica having an ongoing sexual relationship after today. All nice and cosy, in which case the video would be quietly deleted and forgotten. In the meantime, I had a beautiful and voraciously sexual woman to satisfy to the best of my ability, and planned on having a little help from my friend Marie. Help that would really tie all three of us together for the foreseeable future.

However, the only future that really concerned me at the moment was looming over the horizon, and that was the immediate future where Jessica came like a runaway train helplessly ramming herself onto the length of my prick.

'Oh yes,' she whimpered, 'I can't... stop... oh my fuck... good... oh my god... yes,' she moaned loudly, thrusting herself frantically. 'Coming... nnng,' she announced, sounding as if she was in pain, but it was the opposite, she was being lifted on waves of purest pleasure again, and then more powerfully again, and then again, gasping for breath, moaning with unmistakeable pleasure. Her entire world lay between her legs, radiating throughout her body, shaking and taking her for a few moments to another far better place. Sadly, too soon, it began to fade, and fade, slowly fading away until at last it was over, and her whole body relaxed, tingling from the hormones and adrenaline coursing through her bloodstream.

I was still hard, and didn't pull out, just standing on the floor between her outstretched legs looking down on her and staying deep in her pussy. I was just waiting for her to recover, giving her a chance to get over her last orgasm before I launched her towards her next.

After a few moments she opened her eyes and looked at me with a smile. She looked like a very happy woman.

'That was... incredible...' she croaked, her voice sounding low and husky, and then, 'thank you... it's... never been that... good... for me.' I smiled back at her, and thanked her too.

'You're so beautiful,' I complimented her truthfully, she was a real beauty, which I'd never noticed before, but then, I'd not had much dealings with her until now, with her being, 'office,' and me being, 'scientific.'

'I can't believe... you're still... hard,' she gasped, wriggling a little on her impalement. I think she was beginning to get an inkling of what her immediate future was going to be. I pulled my arse back, and thrust forward, just once, and that was enough, but I did it again just to be sure.

'Oh my god... again?' she murmured, sounding as it was the best idea in the whole world as she looked up at me. I smiled down at her and nodded my head.

'Yes, again,' I confirmed, 'but different,' and she looked puzzled. She looked distraught as I pulled out of her completely, but I quickly lifted her off the desk again, and she compliantly let me turn her round, and push her face down across the desk. I looked at her wonderful, toned arse, and her gaping pussy for a milli second or so before, I plunged my cock back into her brimming, wet pussy again. She moaned loudly with approval.

'Oh my god... oh fuck... yes... yes...' she gasped as I began to plunge in and out pumping my hardness as deeply as possible, letting her know she was being fucked, and fucked hard. I looked over at Marie, who had stripped off any remaining clothes and was now entirely naked. I pointed to the desk in front of Jessica, and Marie came to the desk, sat on the edge, and then swung one leg up and over Jessica's head so that Jessica was now between her legs and confronted by an extremely wet pussy.

She tried to turn her head away, seemingly reluctant at first, resisting, but there was nowhere to turn her head away to. Her head and face were imprisoned between Marie's soft thighs, and with Marie sliding a little closer, her face inevitably came into contact with Marie's, wet and aromatic labia. I could see Marie was looking down between her legs, and I knew when her head went back and she moaned loudly that Jessica was pleasuring Marie, orally.

Marie told me later that Jessica had stuck her tongue out and tentatively licked her clitoris, then looked at her and smiled, and then seemed to get over any reluctance and just went for it, burying her face in Marie's sex. Marie reckoned it was maybe something Jessica had done before, or maybe fantasized about, because although she looked a little reluctant to start with, once she got into it she went at it with a real enthusiasm. Marie reckoned she had a real talent for it, so everybody was happy, especially Marie.

Another success it seemed, but I was having my own moments of success as I ploughed in and out of an extremely wet, and wonderful pussy. Despite her distraction as she feasted on Marie's cunt, the overriding stimulation was coming from my cock, plunging relentlessly into the open swamp that was her pussy. I heard her moaning and groaning with pleasure despite her mouth and face being immersed in Marie's sex.

I watched fascinated as Marie became more and more excited, and then I saw her holding Jessica's head in her hands, and rubbing herself against the intrusive tongue, her hips going up and down in a fucking motion. She moaned even louder, explosive moans and gasps coming from her again and again. She went rigid and then one final, long drawn out moan and I knew she was coming as her thighs spasmed shut imprisoning Jessica's head between her legs. Her legs finally relaxed, opening wide and I knew her orgasm had subsided.

It was so incredibly exciting; I was amazed that I didn't come myself. After all, this was my first threesome, and Jessica had become more and more excited as Marie came, her pussy pushing back quicker than before, and I knew she was fast approaching her own orgasm by her reactions.

'Oh... god help... me,' she squealed, 'oh fuck... yes... oh fuck... I'm dying... oh god... oh fuck,' and desperate to come, she redoubled her efforts, ramming back hard onto my cock. 'Oh... please... make me... come... let me... come,' and I slapped her arse just once, and that tipped her over and she was coming and coming, screaming out her pleasure. When my cock surged uncontrollably, spewing my come into the deepest recesses of her hole it only seemed to increase the intensity of what she was feeling.

'Oh my god... I can feel... it,' she whimpered, 'can... feel... it... oh yes... yes,' and away she went again wildly rubbing herself harder and harder, to eke out every last shred of her pleasure and squeeze every last drop of my come from my balls.

That was it! I think everybody was completely sated with that final act. All three fucked to a standstill, and all smiling at each other. We all embraced nakedly, and it was Jessica, who brought us back to reality.

'I don't know about you two, but I could murder a cup of coffee round about now,' she joked, and we all agreed. A box of tissues from Jessica's desk drawer was put to good use, mopping up all the pungent, slippery body fluids, and we went around picking up our clothes from the floor where they had been carelessly dropped in the heat of the moment.

'About that charge of, "gross misconduct," in the workplace,' Jessica laughed. 'I think I can overlook it this time.'