A guy at work
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There’s this guy at work, David. He’s a year older than me, graduated Penn State a year before I graduated college. He’s been at the job one year more than me. David and I are the two youngest guys in the office. When I started work the boss introduced me to David. He told David to show me around and make sure I know what’s up. By that, I’m sure the boss meant to show me where the Xerox machine and men’s room were and how to draw supplies from the supply closet. David took it to mean that he was to be my boss of sorts, and he soon became overbearing, wanting to edit and approve my work before I sent it on to my real boss – that kind of stuff. I firmly and gently, but quickly, disabused David of that delusion and a kind of uneasy truce has existed between us ever since. We are the two youngest guys in the office, and in that sense we hang together and help each other out. But David knows that he most def is NOT my supervisor in any sense of the word.
Well, a couple months ago, I’m sitting in the bar at a hotel not far from the office, waiting for this girl I’m supposed to hook up with. Who walks in but David and his girlfriend and they sit at a table next to mine. David introduces me to his girlfriend, Jasmyn, and asks me what’s up. I tell him that I am in the process of being stood up. “The bitch just texted me and said her aunt suddenly came in from out of town. Can you believe it!! I haven’t been stood up by a girl since 7th grade.” We had a good laugh at that. Well, David and Jasmyn did; I was still a little hurt.. We made small talk while we each finished our drinks. Jasmyn flirted some, I suppose to make me feel better about having been stood up. I flirted back. When it was time to order another round. I begged off, saying I thought I’d go somewhere for a bite to eat. Jasmyn spoke up: “Our place is close by. Why don’t you come home with us and I’ll throw together a salad or something?” David looked only slightly surprised, but the three of us headed off. I picked up the bar tab with one of the Josiah-paid credit cards.
We get to their place and David immediately heads to the kitchen to mix another round of drinks,, Jasmyn sits me on the two seater couch in the living room and plops down next to me, and picks up on the flirting, but more intense. She’s groping my genitals through my trousers, and by the time David emerges from the kitchen with the drinks, Jasmyn has my shirt off and she’s nursing on my nipples while her hand in in the waistband of my pants, fondling my genitals, which are, as usual, readily accessible since i don’t wear underwear. Strange. David says nothing, but he sits down in a chair across the room and watches the action.
And the pace of the action picks up considerably. Within minutes, Jasmyn has me undressed and I’ve helped the lady slip off her dress. Jasmyn too, is not wearing underwear (can women go “commando”?) and i am eating out Jasmyn’s pussy. After a good 15-20 minutes of that, Jasmyn and I are fucking like rabbits on the couch. David has put down his drink, pulled out his cock and is jerking off like a school boy. Jasmyn has two orgasms. On the second of these, I unload with a 4 day supply of cum. Jasmyn is in ecstasy. David had shot about three loads into his hand and eaten them (although it was difficult for me to keep count of David’s activities, the lady commanding the vast bulk of my attention).
After the sex, Jasmyn get off the couch and still naked, goes into the kitchen to make some dinner. It is awkward as hell to try to make small talk with David, so I walk into the kitchen, naked as well, and take Jasmyn from behind while she’s at the sink, washing vegetables. David is standing in the doorway, still dressed, but with his fly undone and his cock and balls hanging out, jerking off while I am fucking his girlfriend’s ass and fingering her pussy. Jasmyn has her third orgasm of the night.
Well, a salad finally gets thrown together, and the three of us sit down to eat (David dressed, Jasmyn and I still naked}. After dinner, I dress, peck the lady on the cheek and excuse myself.
Since that evening, David and I have had an uneasy truce at the office. We never mentions that evening again, except periodically, David invites me over to dinner with them. I always decline. David complains that Jasmyn will not have sex with him anymore. I tell him to be patient, she’s a good woman and a hell of a sexpot. She’s as horny as a toad and she’ll come around..
