Becca Bellamy
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Three Simple Words - Part 2
🕑 Added 2024-07-25 05:27:43 +0000 UTCClick here to read the first part of the story.
Penny smiled as she looked at herself in the mirror. She turned her body and admired the way the four inch heels made her legs look long and slender. The tight skirt gripped her ass rather nicely, too.
Penny stepped closer to the mirror and undid one of the buttons on silk blouse, exposing her breasts in white lace bra she'd selected to go with her 'corporate slut' style outfit.
Satisfied that she looked good, Penny strode out of the bedroom. She stopped at the edge of the living room and cleared her throat, luring Gabriel's attention. His jaw dropped as his fingers let go of the remote, which tumbled to the floor. Penny put a hand on her hip and reached up to release her hair from the clasp that held most of it.
She closed her eyes and shook her head as her hair cascaded over her shoulders. Gabriel was staring - mouth still agape - when she opened her eyes once more.
"What do you think?" she asked.
"You look...Penny, you look so hot. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
Penny worked in an office when they'd first met and Gabriel had always been fond of her work look. Blouses tucked into pencil skirts. Hair up. Glasses sometimes. High heels. That sort of thing. His eyes would scan her body a little longer than usual when she met him dressed in her work clothes and she'd catch him staring at her ass when she'd go to the bar for another drink or slip out of the booth at a restaurant to go to the bathroom. Those lingering stares had always stuck with her but it wasn't until recently that Penny wondered if Gabriel's desire was born out of something else, if the corporate look registered to him as a woman in charge, as the kind of woman that might get off on fucking her man.
"I thought you might find this look appealing," she said with a smile.
Penny sauntered towards the couch and Gabriel's eyes wandered over her body before settling on her hips, which were swaying back and forth thanks to Penny's purposefully alluring walk.
"After all, you seem to like being with a woman that's comfortable taking charge," she said.
Gabriel looked up with a sense of wonder in his eyes. Penny had seen that look before, of course. Men tend to look that way when you tap into a rich vein of arousal, most often by bringing a sexual fantasy to life.
"I'm right about that, aren't I?"
He nodded.
"Follow me." Penny turned and Gabriel leapt to his feet. She looked over her shoulder, smiled, and said, "No touching unless I give you permission."
He kept his hands at his sides and followed Penny as she led him through the house and into her home office. She still worked a corporate job, but now she worked it remotely, as she'd done for the past five years. The need for corporate outfits was a thing of the past, though Penny would never have worn something as tight and suggestive to her actual job. The look was perfect for teasing her husband, though.
She stepped into the office and sat behind her desk before turning to face her husband. Penny crossed her legs in a slow, exaggerated manner and Gabriel's gaze focused on the smooth, soft, newly exposed skin of her thigh after her skirt had ridden up.
"Did I ever tell you about my first boss? The man I worked for a few years before we met?"
Gabriel shook his head.
Penny smiled and ran her fingers over the smooth, exposed skin of her thigh. "His name was Mark. He was in his early forties. Smart. Handsome. Successful. Dressed better than anyone else in the company. Was racing up the corporate ladder. Thought very highly of himself, though in his case he had good reason to have an ego."
Penny's fingers moved up her skirt, over her stomach, and over her breasts before she loosened another button, exposing her white lace push-up bra and the soft flesh of her breasts, which she gently caressed while Gabriel stared with a newly-formed bulge in his pants.
"He had one considerable weakness, though," she continued. "He got hooked on the power. On how good it felt to have power, to wield it for his benefit. In Mark's case, he used his power - and his good looks, if I'm being honest - to take advantage of some of the younger women at the company. It was the sort of thing that gets a man fired in an instant these days, but a decade ago it wasn't nearly as problematic."
Gabriel's gaze remained focused on Penny's breasts, which is exactly where she wanted it to be. She slipped her fingers into her bra and squeezed her soft, perky flesh, letting out a gentle moan while doing so, in part for the tease and in part because she wanted Gabriel to know she wasn't relating a horror story.
"I had a good view of Mark's office from my cubicle and at least once a week I'd see a beautiful young woman go in. I'd see the blinds close. I'd never hear anything, but she always looked a little less professional upon leaving than she had upon entering. It was obvious what Mark was doing. It was obvious he was taking advantage of the perks offered to a powerful man on the rise."
Penny remembered how some of her coworkers were disgusted with Mark's blatant abuses of his position. None were willing to report him, of course, likely because they would have been fired instead of him. Penny hadn't been disgusted, though. She'd mostly found it fascinating. She was fascinated at Mark's willingness to take such a massive risk - sexual harassment lawsuits were still very much a thing back then - and she was fascinated by the women that were willing to give themselves to Mark, presumably because they believed it would help their careers.
"Did he..."
Penny held up a finger and Gabriel stopped talking. "I'm talking right now, darling. If I want to hear what you have to say, I'll ask you a question."
Gabriel nodded and Penny saw the arousal on his face. She liked that he was into her little game, that his sexual curiosity had been piqued.
"One time I sat next to one of the girls - one of Mark's girls - at lunch. I asked her what it was like. What he wanted her to do. At first she denied it," Penny said. "She blushed, though, and she couldn't meet my gaze. So I told her I didn't judge her for doing it. I told her I was fascinated by it and I really just wanted to know more."
Penny undid another button on her blouse, exposing a little of her stomach. She grasped one of her breasts, squeezed it hard, and moaned as Gabriel stood on the other side of her desk with what looked like a full erection in his pants.
"It turned out that she was eager to talk about it," Penny said. "She told me everything. She told me how Mark liked to get on a conference call while she was sucking his dick, how he liked to cum in her mouth while his bosses were talking. She told me that sometimes he'd bend her over and fuck her from behind while putting the conference call on mute."
Penny's skirt was tight, but she managed to pull it up enough to get access to her panties. She rubbed them, pleasuring her pussy while Gabriel stared with a hungry look in his eyes.
"She said that Mark always insisted on cumming in her mouth, that he always instructed her to wait for his permission before she swallowed."
Gabriel wanted to ask a question. Penny could see it on his face. The words were ready to spring from his lips.
"You can ask," she said.
"Did this girl...did she like any of it, or did she just do it because she wanted to get ahead at the company?"
Penny smiled. "She didn't hate it. That's why she kept going back. She said he had a really nice cock and that she actually got turned on giving him head. She said she could have taken or left the doggystyle sex, thought it did feel good having him inside her. She wasn't a huge fan of holding his cum in her mouth, though, as he would sometimes make her wait a few minutes before he gave her permission to swallow. He was clearly a man that relished having power, and found it particularly thrilling to have power over the women he worked with."
Penny pulled her skirt up around her waist and slipped a hand into her panties. She was turned on, but it wasn't her fingers were engulfed in her extreme wetness that Penny realized the extent of her arousal.
"It was six months after I was hired that Mark flirted with me for the first time," she said.
Gabriel's eyes went wide and Penny was fairly certain she saw him tremble just a little. She suspected it was excitement, though there was a chance he was feeling a bit defensive of his wife despite her story having taken place before they'd met.
"He walked into the break room as I was pouring a cup of coffee. He made a bit of small talk while standing far closer than he should have been. He kept glancing at my breasts and smiling. Then he came right out and told me how beautiful I was."
Penny masturbated and watched Gabriel. Again it looked as though he was desperate to ask a question. This time, though, she elected not to offer him the chance to do so.
"I suspected he was trying to figure out if I'd be the sort of woman that would go into his office, that would end up on her knees with his cock in her mouth."
Gabriel's cock was genuinely throbbing in his pants. Penny could see it straining to be free.
"Strip for me, Gabriel," she said. "But don't touch your cock."
He stripped as she continued with her story.
"I suspected that if I said nothing or simply walked away he would surmise that it wasn't wise to try and make me one of his girls. I wasn't sure that I actually wanted to be with him in that way, but there was a part of me that must have wanted it, because I brushed my hair behind my ear, smiled, and thanked him for the compliment."
Gabriel's dick was hard and the tip glistened like he'd been leaking precum into his underwear. He was more turned on than Penny expected and she couldn't help but smile.
She pulled her panties off and he stared between her legs. Penny suspected that he could tell that she too was turned on, that her wetness was rather obvious. In case it wasn't, though, she spread her pussy lips a little to give him an unobstructed view before sliding two fingers inside and rubbing her clit with her thumb.
"He flirted more over the weeks that followed. Sometimes it was as simple as a look and a smile when he walked past my cubicle. Sometimes he'd stare rather obviously as I walked by his office. There were a few times when we interacted in the elevator and a few more times in the break room. Each time he upped his flirting and he'd touch me in ways that felt incidental, though I'm certain they were always intentional."
Penny pulled her fingers from her pussy and sucked them clean in an overtly sexual manner while she held Gabriel's gaze. He clasped his hands behind his back and she delighted in the idea that he was doing so because he desperately wanted to masturbate.
"Then, one day, he asked me to come to his office," she said. "I knew what it meant. I'd never been asked to his office before and there was no legitimate work reason for it. I'd given him all the signals he was looking for, though, so of course he'd asked me to his office."
Gabriel's cock produced more precum and Penny smiled at the sight of it as it acted as proof of his arousal.
"I went to his office. I stood on the other side of his desk, just like you are. He sat in his chair, just like I am. He told me he'd taken a liking to me. He told me he saw a bright future for me at the company. He told me he thought I had a great deal of potential. He told me he could help me realize that potential as long as I was willing to help him."
Gabriel's arms flexed and a pained look crossed his face. Penny wasn't worried, though. She knew it was a look of restrained desire, that Gabriel was working hard to contain his lust.
"I came around to his side of the desk," she said while beckoning Gabriel to do the same. He stepped quickly around her desk and stopped just short of her hair. "I told him I was willing to do whatever it took to help him, that it would be my pleasure to do so."
Gabriel's eyes roamed over her body, staring at her breasts in the delicate bra, at her smooth and supple thighs, at her plump labia and her wet pussy.
"That's when he unzipped his pants," she said. "When he pulled out his cock. When took my hand and placed it on his cock."
Penny took Gabriel's hand and guided it between her legs. His fingers entered her and she moaned.
"I stroked him as I fell to my knees," she said.
Gabriel fell to his knees.
"I looked up at him as he got hard for me. My heart pounded as I saw the incredible lust in his eyes. He'd spent weeks and weeks flirting and softening me up. He'd spent so much time to get to this moment and it was like he was high as he got what he wanted, as he got me on my knees with his cock in my hand."
To Penny's delight, Gabriel looked that way too. Like he was realizing a fantasy, like he was high on the intensity of his arousal.
"Then he put a hand on the back of my head and guided my mouth to his cock," she said.
Penny reached out and put a hand on the back of Gabriel's head. She guided his mouth to her pussy. He put his tongue to work and she rewarded him with a moan while grasping one of her breasts through the delicate lace of her bra.
"He moaned as I sucked his cock. He ran his fingers through my hair. He caressed my face. He told me knew I'd be a good girl for him."
Gabriel moaned and Penny watched him grab his cock and stroke it a few times.
"No touching," she said. "You can touch me, Gabriel. You can touch my legs. You can touch my breasts. You can't touch yourself, though. Right now you're being a good boy for me just like I was a good girl for my boss, and I didn't selfishly touch myself when I was sucking his cock."
To Penny, Gabriel appeared to be lost in the madness of arousal. It delighted her to a surprising degree and her pussy was utterly drenched. His tongue felt wondrous as it moved over her clit and when he touched her legs, her stomach, her tits, it felt so good.
"His phone rang while I was sucking his cock," she continued. "He told me to keep pleasing him but to do so quietly. He picked up and it was his boss. One of the senior VPs at the company. They had a five minute phone call about an upcoming meeting with an important client. I sucked his dick for the entire five minutes, Gabriel. My mouth silently moved up and down my boss's cock for that entire call, and when it was over he told me to make him cum in my mouth, to make him feel good, to help him relieve all of his stress by taking his load."
Penny closed her eyes and put a hand on the back of Gabriel's head. He grasped her breasts while his tongue massaged her clit and she could feel an orgasm approaching.
"I stroked and sucked him at the same time. It was loud and wet and a little bit messy and he came in my mouth in no time. He came so fucking hard. He gripped the arms of his chair and grunted and groaned while emptying his balls onto my tongue."
Gabriel moaned into her pussy and Penny grabbed his hands and held them tight to keep him from surrendering to his desire to masturbate.
"Then he told me not to swallow. He told me to hold his gift - he called it his gift - on my tongue. Then he tucked his cock back into his pants and started working. I couldn't see what he was doing, but I'm pretty sure he was writing an email while I sat there on my knees with his cum in my mouth. I knew what to expect because I'd talked to one of his previous girls, but it was harder than I thought it would be. You know what, though?"
He looked up at her with expectant eyes.
"I kind of enjoyed it. I liked doing as I was told. I liked that Mark felt so confident, so powerful. I liked that he simply demanded that I do what he wanted, that he got off on doing so."
Penny pulled Gabriel a little closer, smothering him with her pussy lips.
"After sending the email he told me to swallow," she said while grinding her clit against his face. "I did and opened my mouth to show him that his cum was gone. That delighted him and he told me I was a good girl. I got up to leave and before I reached the door he stopped me and told me that he expected me to be willing to do more than suck his cock, that he expected me to be willing to get fucked like a good girl."
Penny's orgasm was moments away.
"I told him I would be," she said. "I told him I'd be a good girl."
She came. She came with Gabriel's mouth attached to her pussy. It was very much like she was cumming in his mouth, just like her boss had done all those years ago. Memories swirled through her head, blending beautifully with the current moment as she held her husband's gaze while cumming on his talented tongue.
When it was over, Penny released her grip on his head and Gabriel leaned back and kissed her inner thighs. "You were a very good boy," she said, echoing her boss's comment and eliciting a bright smile from Gabriel.
"Did that...did that really happen?" he asked.
Penny nodded.
"How come you never said anything?"
"Can you blame a girl for not wanting to tell her boyfriend, her future husband, or her husband that she was once something of a slut for her boss?"
He took a moment to consider the question and shook his head. "No, I guess not."
She caressed his face. "Had I known you'd find the story so thrilling I would have told you years ago. But then you might not have been interested in hearing that story years ago."
Gabriel smiled. "You're right, I might not have. Something feels like it's...I don't know, different."
Penny nodded. "I like that it's different, if that helps."
He kissed her thigh. "It does." He kissed her pussy lips softly and asked, "So...did he...did you end up getting fucked?"
Penny noted her husband's stiff cock and the desire in his eyes. He wanted to cum, of course, but she decided it would be more fun to tease him a little, to draw it out.
"Well, that's a story for another day," she said. "I went down on him that day and he came in my mouth. You just went down on me and I came in your mouth."
Pleasure washed over Gabriel's face and she smiled.
"It was another week before Mark called me back into his office."
"Please don't make me wait that long," Gabriel interjected.
His apparent desperation thrilled Penny and she very nearly told him the story right then and there. She held off, though, preferring the pleasure of making him wait a little.
"I won't," she said. "But you do have to wait a few days. Then I'll tell you whether or not he fucked me. Over those few days, I want you to think about how you'd like that little story telling session to play out. Do you want to play my part again, Gabriel? If Mark bent me over his desk, do you want me to bend you over my desk? Would that thrill you?"
Gabriel stared up at her, though he didn't say a word. Penny had told him to think about it, after all. She knew the answer, though. She could see it on his face. He wanted to be bent over the desk. The only question was whether or not she'd actually fuck him or if she'd merely mimic taking him from behind.
She had a few days to consider how she wanted to play it, and whether or not Gabriel would actually enjoy being fucked or if he simply enjoyed the thrill of a gentle role reversal combined with beautiful submission.
Either way, Penny knew she was going to have a spectacularly good time.
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