The Underdesk Position - 01

THE UNDERDESK POSITION

Chapter One - "The Rough Day"

Caitlyn stepped out into the withering afternoon sunshine with her box of mementos in hand and a mixture of sadness, resentment and anger behind her eyes. She had been warned months ago that the company was downsizing yet, for some reason, she thought she might have been safe from cull. She was wrong.

She marched down the street and found her bus, cluttered as always with the madness of the evening migration home. The smells were worse than usual as she clung to the handrail and avoided touching the people around her, but inevitably failing as the bus swung side to side around corners. Her face dangerously close to the armpits of those nearby.

Stopping outside her apartment, she sidled up to the exit, the box pushed hard up against her breast as she squeeze between two large men who were reluctant to move. As she finally made it past, a single long brown hair got caught on the jacket of one of the men and was pulled clean out of her head.

Wincing in pain, she made it to the front of her apartment building, swiped her key and headed up the stairs to her door. Her small two bedroom was an intimate affair - just a small bathroom, combined kitchen and living room, with two doors leading to the individual bedrooms. The space was in a typical state for two people who both worked full time, with dishes in the sink, clothes on the bedroom floor and carpet in desperate need of a more regular vacuum.

She forced her way through the heavy door and threw the box down on the ground.

"Fuck!" she yelled.

"The fuck!?" a voice yelled back.

The startled face of her roommate Kylie whipped up over the back of the couch, wondering what had happened.

"I'm sorry. I got fired today, Ky. I'm fucking furious and sad at the same time."

"Oh, hun." Kylie stopped what she was doing, got up and walked around the couch to give her a big hug. "I thought you said that you were safe from that bullshit...?"

"I thought I was." she replied, hugging her back. She had not known Kylie that long, but they had been close friends ever since she moved in. She was comfortable to be around, easy going and hugely empathetic. She had gorgeous blue eyes that seemed to understand you just by looking at you.

She suddenly noted Kylie wasn't wearing much... Just an oversized t-shirt and, well, she assumed underwear. "Did you just get home? I thought you had work today too...? "

"I, ah, called in sick today." she brushed her long black hair aside to reveal a guilty, but not so guilty look. "Mike got back from duty today, he's... on the couch." Kylie flashed a wicked grin as she confessed.

Mike was a military man, but without the bravado and arrogance that precludes a lot of guys with fit bodies, muscles and classically handsome features. He worked in intelligence and, while he possessed aspects of these, was a refreshing balance between jock and skinny nerd.

"Hiiiii Caitlyn" Mike called from the couch, out of view from the door.

"Hiiiii Mike" Caitlyn called back as she entered the living room to find Mike sprawled out along the couch, completely naked with his impressive 7 inch cock lying flat and semi hard, still glistening in what Caitlyn only assumed was precum and Kylie's spit or pussy juices.

"Sorry" Kylie said again, pushing past her to lie down beside Mike with her head resting in his lap, mouth hovering over his twitching dick. "We didn't expect you back early. But is it OK if I continue? Mike hasn't cum in a looong time and I promised him some release as soon as he got here."

"Please Cait, my balls are so fucking heavy with cum, and to make matters worse, I've been edging and teasing myself for five days straight before getting here." Mike chimed in.

Caitlyn looked back down at Mike's cock, it was firmly gripped in Kylie's hand now, and looking much harder. A small bubble of precum began to form at the tip and gently ran down the side of his shaft and over Kylie's fingers. His balls did look heavy and he was clearly very excited. His head was splayed ever so slightly, so there was only a small difference between his helmet and his shaft. With a thick vein running the length under Kylie's hand to the base of his balls, Caitlyn could only admit it was a beautiful dick. Not having had access to such a dick in some time, she felt her blood pressure rise was immediately turned on by her observations.

"Of course. As you were, soldiers." Caitlyn smiled and gave a mocking salute, sitting down on the armchair next to the couch. Kylie immediately popped the head of Mike's cock into her mouth again and started to massage the glans with her tongue. Mike's reaction was one of instant relief and ecstasy, as he rolled his head back onto the couch cushions. Kylie propped herself up onto all fours and took him deeper into her mouth, moving her head up and down in a slow, steady motion. Her T-shirt slowly started to ride up her back with each mouthful, revealing Caitlyn's earlier assumptions of underwear to be completely false. Kylie's beautiful, round, naked ass triumphantly hovered in the air as she worked on Mike's cock, placing one hand on his chest and the other on his knee. Caitlyn could see Kylie's excitement herself as a familiar wet shine coated her pussy and ran down the inside of her thighs.

It was a beautiful sight, and it took Caitlyn's mind off her troubles. She breathed deeply and sank back into the armchair to take in the view of her friends in full flight. It wasn't the first time she had seen Kylie work her magic - the two of them had a few experiences with threesomes after a few late nights out last year. But it didn't stop the gentle wash of excitement glow through her body as she relaxed and took the action in. She felt tired, but happier now.

Mike moaned. He was getting close. Kylie immediately stopped and pulled his cock out of her mouth with a satisfying 'pop'. She sank back on to her side and rested her head again on his lap, with his rock solid cock resting on her lips but otherwise untouched. Mike was breathing hard and thrusted his hips up in frustration, but Kylie ignored him and looked back at Caitlyn.

"So... What do you think you'll do now that you're looking for work?"

Caitlyn shook her head. "I don't know. Eight years of study, a Masters degree, and I still feel as unemployable as I did when I started. I guess I'll hit the internet tomorrow."

Kylie looked down at Mike's cock and noticed he was starting to relax, his firm dick now softening to a point where it would fall to the side of his hips. She spit on her right hand, grabbed it and pointed it almost towards Caitlyn. She started firmly pumping it at a steady pace. "Oh shit, yes babe" Mike exclaimed, as he rolled his head back again and closed his eyes. With her head on his stomach, Kylie could sense Mike's abs tense as, once again, he reaches his point of cumming. She slows her speed, removes her hand and then lies back to look up at the ceiling with Mike's cock folding back and gently slapping her on the side of her face.

"Fuck babe, finish me, please!" Mike said, without moving his head from the ceiling.

"When I'm good and ready. You know this cum is mine." Kylie replied. Mike could only respond with a frustrated groan. "You know... I do know of one place that has a position available." Kylie turned her head slightly towards Caitlyn again. Caitlyn, by this stage, was feeling very much aroused by the spectacle of Kylie and Mike, she had pulled up her top to expose her breasts and was rubbing them until they were pointy and hard and hard moved her other hand to rub her pussy and thighs over her pants.

Mike's cock, wet with precum, moved suggestively towards her mouth again almost automatically. Kylie once again pretended it wasn't there. "It's a bit of a weird one." Kylie continued. "I think it's sort of an accountancy firm, or maybe they sell something, I'm not sure. I know lots of nerdy guys that work there and they're all a bit cagey about exactly what they do. One literally told me that he wasn't allowed to tell me. Alan was his name. But he said that there was a new position available. I asked if he was going to go for it, and he told me he didn't have the right skills or equipment and that, in terms of the company hierarchy, it's actually quite a prestigious position."

"Oh really?" Caitlyn paused her rubbing for a moment as the story grabbed her attention away from Mike's needy cock. "Do you think you could get me some more details?" Caitlyn stood up, removed her pants and underwear and lay back on the arm chair with her legs spread and pussy exposed to the couple. She used two middle fingers and inserted them inside, scooping up what she could of her juices before spreading it over her labia and clit, gently rubbing the latter in a circular motion. A beautiful wave of pleasure wrapped around her as she then pondered the job opportunity.

Kylie also grabbed Mike's cock and started to jerk it off again, this time occasionally using her mouth to suck on the head and lick the wetness accumulating at the tip. She stopped sucking on it, but maintained a steady rhythm of strokes. Mike was getting tense, his legs straightened further and muscles were visibly tight. "Would you like me to talk to Alan about it? I'm supposed to see him tomorrow actually. I could find out what it is and let you know... or perhaps get you the contact of someone who does."

"Yes, please!" Caitlyn pushed out between her now heavy breaths and she moved her other hand down to finger her pussy. "Perhaps I can meet up with you in town where you meet Alan...?

"Sounds good. It will be in the afternoon but I'll confirm the time..."

And as Kylie was finishing her sentence she was too distracted to notice that Mike had had enough. Her eyes looking at Caitlyn, she pulled on her cock one too many times between pauses and Mike started to shout.

"Oh SHIT."

His cock, pointing straight up in the air, erupted. A first stream of thick, white cum shot straight up into the air, paused and arched around before landing on Kylie's face and hair with an audible slap. Kylie, in surprise, let go of his cock. However it was too late, and without her guidance, Mike's cock was free to shoot cum in all directions. It settled straight at Kylie, coating her mouth, nose, eyes and ears in rope after rope of pent-up cum that Mike has been saving for her. One of the initial shots flew past and hit Mike on his own chest.

The result was a surprise for Caitlyn, too. She stopped rubbing herself and laughed. Kylie, her face now covered in pools of textured white semen, tried to wipe it from her eyes. "Oh my god, Ky! You're blinded!" Caitlyn grinned.

Kylie just slowly got up off Mike's lap and sat next to him, her head tilted upwards trying to prevent the cum from covering the couch. "Help" was all she could say as the cum began to fall from her face. Caitlyn, after the show she had just witnessed, was feeling particularly adventurous by this stage.

"I can help you, hun" she said. "Neither of you two move."

"I can't move. I'm dead." Mike said.

Caitlyn got up out of her arm chair and knelt down in front of the couple. She grabbed Kylie's head and examined the pools of white semen over her eyelids, silky and cloudy. Almost without thinking she kissed her left eye and sucked in all the cum she could into her mouth before moving on to the next one. Holding it in her mouth, she asked as best as she could if Kylie could open her eyelids again. Gently Kylie opened them, her lashes still heavy with residue.

"That's my cum, Cait" Kylie said softly.

Caitlyn proceeded to lick her face clean of all the sperm before it was to drop to the floor, holding it in her mouth. She nodded suggestively. Kylie opened her mouth as Caitlyn leaned in to kiss her on the lips, pouring the contents of her mouth in her Kylie's as she did so. Kylie shut her eyes as they kissed, and as she pulled away, looked at Caitlyn directly and swallowed.

"Nice!" Caitlyn whispered, more to herself than her friend.

Kylie turned around, her face still wet and shining in the living room light. She slapped Mike's cock and said "You were supposed to give me some warning!"

"You were supposed to be paying attention!" Mike laughed after a slight wince in pain at the slap.

"I guess you're on eat-out duty now then!" Kylie commanded, as she grabbed his cock again and sucked the head, cleaning him up.

"Yes, queen, of course." He responded.

Kylie moved her legs around on the couch, grabbed Mike by the hair and shoved his face directly between her legs. Mike quickly got to work. Caitlyn got back up and sat down on her chair again, but with all the excitement after a long day, fatigue hit her like a wall.

"I think I'm gonna go to my room, use my toys, cum and then sleep." Caitlyn announced honestly, getting up from her chair. I'll talk to you tomorrow." She picked up her clothes from the floor and made her way to her room.

"Night, babe! I'll let you know how I get on tomorrow. At least you can sleep in!" Kylie called after her.

Caitlyn reached her room and collapsed on the bed.