The Battered Teacup

On flicks the kettle, the bright orange light illuminates the gloom in the dark kitchen, its been a long day and he sighs wearily as he reaches for a mug and plonks it noisily onto the kitchen worktop.

He reaches into the old tea caddy pulls out the small square teabag, he fingers the grainy bag and checks it for holes and throws it clumsily into the old battered teacup. He glances at the cup in surprise. He hasn’t seen this cup in years and is immediately drawn back to that cold winters night in 1979.

Elaine holding the shiny new cup to her lips and blowing softly as she shivers with the cold, her eyes meeting his as she takes a sip…

The hint of a smile plays on his lips as the kettle continues to heat noisily and he dumps two spoonful’s of sugar into the cup. His eyes twinkle slightly as he recalls the electricity in the room as they edge closer together…

The bright light from the fridge as he reaches for the small carton of milk takes him back to the open fire and the light of the flames dancing against Elaine’s cool flushed cheek as he leans forward for a kiss…

The steam from the boiling kettle warms his skin as he pours the water into the battered teacup, coaxing him back to memory of the heat of their bodies as they made love against the fire, becoming increasing frantic as they began to reach that sweet surrender that they found in each other’s arms that cold winters night.

He adds the milk and stirs the teabag, dreaming fondling of lying wrapped up together in his old tatty blanket and spending the night talking about the future. Elaine wanted a career in Law and was studying for her degree. He was a builder but wanted to be a writer. Dawn came far too soon that night…

Smiling broadly now, he passes the battered teacup to his darling Elaine. He kisses her lightly on the forehead and strokes her hair gently. She smiles her gratitude wearily as she caresses his arm. She was still here, his beautiful Elaine 35 years later and still using that battered old teacup.

Guest author Alan Nonimouse - Erotic Fiction

“I’m a disaster”

He looked up at the woman straddled across his lap, a momentary bemusement crossing his
face.

“I know it’s weird saying this right now but I want to take things slow, I don’t want to lead you on. This year has been...”

She paused.

“A disaster?” he offered, sitting forward on the sofa and kissing her passionately once more.

“Erm...yeah” she managed breathlessly a moment later.

He wished he could say that this was his most interesting second date but so far it wasn’t even that. But still...

“...Hell of a second date” he said, moving away from her now rosy red lips and gently kissing her neck, starting just below her jaw and tenderly making his way down towards her shoulder, brushing aside the collar of a loose fitting top and carefully navigating his moist tongue
around the black bra strap revealed. He felt the electricity jolt through him as he tasted her warm skin.

A low “mmm” was all she could manage in reply.

They’d met scant few days previous in an out of the way (and apparently deserted on this dreary springtime evening) pub and the sparking was evident immediately, her sultry gazes into his eyes punctuating the thankfully few lulls in conversation. She was gorgeous with bright hazelnut eyes and curled dark
auburn tresses that fell down almost randomly from her head. A freshly qualified doctor at one of the local hospitals, she more than had the smarts to match her looks too. But almost despite himself, it was her figure that he was drawn to. From the moment she’d walked through the door he’d been fixated on her amazing curves. As the saying went, they were definitely in all the right places.

Outside at night’s end she had quipped about the awkward post-date awkward ‘do they don’t they’ moment and he’d responded by doing what he’d longed to do for most of the night. Grasping her
firmly by the waist he pulled her in closer, the alluring fragrance that had been hanging in the air for hours finally filling his lungs as he took a deep breath of her in.

“They do” He said, finally pressing his lips up against hers and kissing her.

The first enquiring, tentative and soft moments swiftly faded away as she ran her tongue along the bottom of his lip and met his. Passion engulfed them, momentarily transported away from the cold, dark, empty car park and into a world of their own making, everything else fading away. His hands ran across her back and down onto her pert rear as their kisses became more frantic and all encompassing. Far too brief minutes later and he broke away, reality tumbling back toward them as he remembered himself.

“So..see you again?” He managed to mentally restrain himself from
adding ‘soon’ and administered a severe lashing from even considering ‘please?’

She looked up at him with a strikingly innocent look across her face, still seemingly caught up in the moment.

“Definitely”

Her lips joined with his again as their frantic, excited dance began anew. She pressed her body even further into his and he could feel the lump that had, despite his best efforts, been slowly growing in the tight spaces of his jeans. She’d apparently noticed too and as one hand was busy ruffling through the hair at the back of his head, the other had forced it’s way between bodies and was slowly running up and down the length of his semi-erect cock.

This time it was her that broke the kiss but it was far more deliberate than his, her pelvis still firmly against his groin, her hand still teasing him through the material as the rest of her leant backwards.

“Most definitely” she reiterated before quickly and completely pulling away from him.

Without uttering another word she jumped into the drivers seat of her small Clio and drove away.

He let a small smile creep across his face. This was going to be fun.

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Alison Gets Ahead - Chapter Three and Four

Mr Johnson

I cradled the phone in the crook of my neck and rolled my eyes as my mother read the invitation (that I was already holding) to me word for word, I bet she wasn’t even looking at it.

‘Celia Hyacinth Walmsley and Jeremy Bartholomew Mountford request the honour of your company on Friday the twenty ninth of July 2012 at 12.30pm at St Cuthbert’s Church, Ribchester.

A Champagne Reception will immediately follow the Ceremony at the Waterfall Hotel with Dinner and Dancing to follow.

The favour of a reply is requested by the 1st July 2012’

‘It’s so exciting darling!’ she trilled ‘My baby girl is getting married in just over a month! She is going to be such a beautiful bride and Jeremy is such a handsome boy. Have you asked for the day off? Celia is desperate for you to be a bridesmaid. She showed me a lovely dress…’

‘Mum, for goodness sake, take a breath’ I laughed uneasily as she continued to chatter away at a hundred miles an hour. The whole family were so excited about this wedding that I hadn’t had a moment’s peace for the last week. ‘It’s very short notice and …’ ‘Nonsense darling.’ She cut me off quickly. ‘Your boss will understand. Your sister’s wedding is very important and you can’t possibly miss it. She’ll be heartbroken!’

‘Mum, I need to speak to my Manager and book the day off but I’m not sure what he is going to say. We are in the middle of a massive case and I know that this is going to cause a problem. It’s just such short notice….’

The truth was that I had already spoken to my Mr Johnson, my Manager and asked for the day off, only to be met with a very abrupt ‘No. I could not possibly be spared and how could I even think about time off when people were working 17 hour days because we were so busy.’ He then very rudely, slammed the office door in my face.

Exasperated, I held the phone away from my ear as she completely ignored me and droned on about my sisters bloody wedding for another 20 minutes, even managing to throw in a conspiracy theory  about a suspected pregnancy and a shotgun wedding before I could FINALLY make my escape.

I sank down at my old wooden computer desk and put my head in my hands wearily. My sister and I had always been very close and she would be devastated if I couldn’t make it to the wedding. She WAS pregnant and I know that Jeremy’s very traditional (and loaded) family were absolutely furious. She had been sworn to secrecy (telling me doesn’t count!) and their wedding had been raced forward so they could attempt to pass the baby off as a Honeymoon baby. I really wanted to go and support my sister but I really couldn’t afford to lose my job?

As I worried about what to do, my eyes wandered to the note that Emma left me a few weeks ago after we’d spent the night together and despite my mood I found myself smiling fondly.

‘Take the day off sick, I will cover for you. Take a look at my favourite website www.voluptasse.co.uk and get yourself some sex toys and lingerie, orgasms are addictive, the more you have the more you’ll want.

It’s time for your new awakening; you know what you have to do!

Lesson Number One – In order to feel sexy, you have to look sexy. Alison you have an amazing body with beautiful curves. Show it off a bit more! Go shopping!

Great night last night, see you soon!

Em xx

I hadn’t seen Emma since our encounter that night, After her recent promotion she now spent a lot of time at our other offices. I had taken her advice though and bought myself a couple of vibrators and some sexy underwear. Unfortunately, I hadn’t met anyone to impress with my lingerie yet but it made me feel sexy and I was enjoying ‘my awakening’ as she called it.

As the memories of that evening began to flood back to me, I felt a familiar stirring between my legs and I began to feel myself getting wet. I unbuttoned my silk blouse and brushed my fingers lightly over my small pink nipples and instantly felt them harden. Excited, I began to massage my tits and moaned softly as my body began to ache with desire. I remembered the feel of her hot strong tongue lapping and teasing me as my fingers danced their way into my panties and felt my hot throbbing clit.

They continued their light circular dance as they continued their tease. I could feel myself becoming wetter as my excitement began to build and the light dance became more frantic. I opened the top drawer where I found my faithful Vibrator and lifted my leg onto the desk, scattering papers all over the floor with my black stiletto heel. Turning it on, I fucked myself whilst I rubbed my clit roughly with my other hand. I felt my orgasm begin to build and cried out loudly as I came. Yes, I was definitely enjoying my awakening!

As I lay there panting and trying to gather my thoughts, I began to feel the small glimmer of an idea begin to form, it was something more outrageous then anything that I had ever done before. Was I ready?

I picked up my phone and typed out a text to Emma

‘Mr Johnson, I need to know everything about him.’ I hit the send button and waited for the answer…

Chapter Four

It’s Monday morning and I am more nervous than I have ever been about anything in my life. With shaking hands I put on my first pair of hold up stockings. I have never worn them before. I clumsily fastened the black suspender belt and put on a pair of lacy black knickers and matching bra. ‘Hmmm, these knickers are going to chafe’ I thought nervously as I started to apply my make-up. I studied my reflection in the mirror and was pleasantly surprised at what I saw.

My hair was soft and fell in dark waves around my face, my eyes were large and blue and my lips pink and full. My size 12 figure was curvy and firm. I had recently started going to the gym and could see the new definition in my body, I’d dropped a dress size but didn’t want to lose my curves. I was proud of them!

I finished my make-up as best I could with my shaking hands and finished dressing hastily. After a quick check that I had everything that I needed I set off to work, the knot in my stomach growing bigger with ever step. I arrived early and checked Mr Johnson schedule for any important meetings, there were none. I penciled in an appointment for myself at 11.00 am and walked nervously back to my desk the clock ticking loudly behind me, breaking the silence…

I saw Mr Johnson enter his office 20 minutes later. He glanced at his appointment calendar and frowned in irritation at my booking. ‘Alison!’ He yelled harshly. ‘Come into my office please.’ He stomped into his office slamming his office door loudly to further illustrate how inconvenienced he felt. This did nothing to calm my nerves.

I see a few curious glances from the others and attempt to shrug nonchalantly at them. My mind is racing in a wild panic. ‘Oh shit oh shit oh shit!’ I’m not ready, it’s too early. I take a deep breath and silently plead with my legs to please stop shaking and walk slowly towards his office. I pull the door instead of push and finally make it inside and turn the key in the lock behind me. He is sitting at his desk and looks up at me in surprise. ‘Is everything okay Alison?’

I take another deep breath and look him square in the eyes; ‘If you don’t have confidence, fake it’ I silently command myself for the fiftieth time since the weekend and study the profile of the man in front of me.

He is slightly greying with dark brown eyes and a strong square jaw. He is medium build and an obvious gym user with his taut defined arms and firm bottom. He starts to speak and I lift my finger to my mouth to silence him as I start to unbutton my blouse and walk seductively towards him. His eyes widen but never leave mine as I stand in front of his desk and let my blouse drop to the floor. His eyes move down to my tits and I see the blinds start to close as he presses a remote on his desk to close them. ‘I need a day off for my sister’s wedding in July’ I say in a confident strong voice ‘ and being a big fan of the saying ‘one good turn deserves another’, I was wondering if perhaps we can come to some arrangement?’

He nods dumbly and I let my skirt drop to the floor. I am wearing nothing but my black lacy bra, stockings, suspenders and the black heels that I put on earlier and I know that I look amazing, in fact I feel pretty amazing right now and despite my nerves I am really turned on.

I walk around to the front of the desk and stand in front of him, we are almost touching. Still he hasn’t spoken but I can see the outline of his cock bulging against his trousers. My eyes never leaving his I unfasten his belt and open his trousers, freeing his impressive cock and holding it firmly in my hands. I feel so powerful as he lets out a small moan. Looking directly into his eyes, I run my tongue down the length of the shaft, it tastes sweet and I can feel my cunt start to throb. I try to remember the books I had spent most of the weekend reading about giving a blowjob and my mind is empty. I just know that want to fuck this hard throbbing cock today.

I take one of his balls in my mouth and give it a gentle suck whilst I run my hand up and down the length of his dick, he start to cry out as I take the next one and suck again. I shift slightly to the side and tease him by running my tongue up and down the shaft and in little circles around the tip whilst wanking him with my hand and tugging gently on his balls with the other. He squirms in delight, I am so turned on that I rub my clit against my heel, hoping for some release. Unable to take anymore, he roughly grabs my head and pushes my mouth onto his cock, I take the length in my mouth and start to suck, licking and teasing and playing with his balls whilst he guides my head roughly up and down.

I taste a small salty discharge and I realize that he is about to come, I am enjoying myself too much for this to end so I stand abruptly and sit back on the desk. Our hair and eyes are wild and he is groans in despair. ‘I’m not finished’, I state confidently. ‘I am going to bend over the desk and I want to you fuck me, Hard.’ He throws me roughly against the desk and drags at my panties desperately till they fall to the floor. I kick them aside as he noisily clears room on his crowded desk and pushes my face onto the hard wood. I cry out in delight as he thrusts his hard throbbing cock swiftly into me, easing my hot craving. His strong fingers feel for my clit and massage aggressively whilst I squirm in delight, biting my lip to stop myself from crying out again. His other hand teases my nipple, sending small shots of blissful electricity throughout my body. It’s all too much I feel myself building up to a large orgasm that takes over my whole body. His hand moves to cover my mouth and stifle my scream whilst my legs buckle with the sweet release. He comes seconds after I do, burying his face in my hair and gripping me tightly. We don’t move for a few minutes whilst we gather our thoughts and catch our breath. I am completed elated!

To my surprise he turns me round and kisses me hard on the lips, his hand reaching up to softly stroke my hair. ‘Your holiday on the 29^th July has been confirmed Miss Walmsley. I hope you have a lovely day.’ He grins wickedly, ‘and next time you want to book a holiday, I’d like to come and speak to me directly.’

I dress quickly, smartening myself up and leave Mr Johnson’s office with buzzing with this amazing feeling, I can’t believe how easy it was and I really enjoyed myself. Ignoring the puzzled looks from my colleagues I sit at my desk and attempt to carry on with my work. Reaching for my phone I see that I have a text message from my Sister.

‘Thought I’d better let you know that Ben Davies has confirmed that he will come to the wedding, I know he broke your heart but he is a good friend of Jeremy’s and he really wants him there. I hope you don’t mind? Oh and Gemma will be coming too, Mum insists. Sorry Hun, Love You xx’

To Be Continued……………..

Alison Gets Ahead PART TWO - The awakening

Alison Gets Ahead Part Two

My knees were weak as we entered the dark, busy bar. Will her arm still firmly linked Emma half dragged and half lead me into the quietest corner of the room. ‘sit down there’ she gestured towards a small corner. ‘ill get a bottle of wine, is Zinfandel okay?’ I nodded dumbly. It was a pointless gesture, she had already walked off in the direction of the bar. I removed my jacket and sat slowly down. I was filled with a heavy sense of dread and embarrassment and fidgeted nervously with my mobile as I awaited her return.

‘You okay?’ She asked, raising her eyebows as she plonked two larges glasses of wine on the table. ‘you look like you’ve seen a ghost…’ ‘I…er…just want to say im sorry’ I stammer meeting her eyes for the first time.

She begins to giggle and sit herself down heavily in her seat. ‘oh Alison, chill the fuck out!’ she laughs. ‘It was Sex, we all do it! Plus, you looked like you were  enjoying yourself as much as I was ’. She cackled devilishly. ‘Did you see the size of his cock? Its massive…’ I took a huge gulp of my wine and found myself nodding obediently as she chattered innately about the Partner, who she calls Don and his extraordinarily large penis. As I squirm uncomfortably I wonder how long she expects me to stay here and talk about this because I really want to leave. I am embarrassed and now I am becoming angry, I don’t want to hear about this and I want no involvement in it.

I grab my coat and stand up quickly, Emma stops abruptly and looks up at me in confusion. ‘Listen Emma,’ I say harshly. ‘I have no interest in your affairs, I wont repeat what I saw tonight but I want nothing to do with it. I’d rather progress through the company because of my hard work and perseverance instead of how many company dicks I can put in my mouth, I wish you the best of luck with your new promotion.’ I hear a stifled laugh from a nearby couple as I turn on my heel and push my way angrily through the crowd and out of the front door. I hear Emma calling my name loudly as I make my way through the busy street but I refuse to turn around hoping that she would get the message and bugger off.

All of a sudden I feel someone grab my arm roughly, I know its Emma and I try to shrug her off but she has an iron grip and she pulls me round till we end up facing each other. Her face is red and she is out of breath, her long blonde hair whips around her face in the wind and her blue eyes are flashing angrily. ‘Don’t you dare act high and mighty with me you stuck up, self righteous bitch! I got that promotion because I am clever enough to play the game. It isn’t just WHAT you know, its WHO you can fuck that gets you ahead and I love every single minute of it.’

She stares at me defiantly, I turn and try to walk away but she grabs me again and pulls me back around. Her voice has lost its angry edge but she still looks serious. ‘If you have any sense you will listen to me Alison, you can work yourself into an early grave if you like but working hard on its own doesn’t get you anywhere in this business. You have to be able to work hard AND play hard to get ahead, surely you aren’t too stupid and pig headed to realise this?’ I feel my shoulders slump and I shake my head, I know she’s right but I just don’t think I can do anything like that. Its just not me…

We walk together in silence, both deep in thought but its not uncomfortable. I have no idea where we are going but I walk with her anyway. We enter a quiet street and she stops outside a blue door with a small front garden . ‘Come on, we need a drink.’ She unlocks the door and leads me upstairs to a small flat.

The flat was small and inviting. After showing me to the living room Emma brought me a large glass of wine and sank down next to me on the comfortable brown Sofa. I take a large sip of wine and it tastes heavenly, I feel my body start to relax whilst I study my surroundings. I notice a large pile of casework on a desk across the room next to a computer and a few books but the room was sparsely furnished. In the middle of the room sat a large antique trunk with a small cloth on the top and an ashtray. As if on cue, Emma lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply. ‘You Smoke?’ She asked, I shake my head and take another large gulp of wine. I was beginning to feel warm and fuzzy, I hadn’t drank in a while and it felt good.

After two more glasses the barriers had well and truly been broken, the apologies had been made, the awkward small talk was over and we had put the office to rights. We were drunk and we were giddy, ‘Now Alison, lets get down to the point,’ said Emma trying to look serious ‘What are we going to do with you?’ She studies at me intently. ‘I am not sexy like you Emma’ I protest desperately. ‘I’ve never had a proper boyfriend, im not very good in bed – I don’t really know what to do…’ She softly puts my hair behind my ear and silences me with a kiss. Her lips are soft and her mouth tastes of wine mingled lightly with cigarettes. Her tongue darts lightly and gently around my mouth and I feel myself kissing her back. My body feels heavy with desire as she runs her soft hands through my hair and down my back. I feel myself wanting her desperately but she pulls away, a small smile on her face. We are both slightly breathless and the atmosphere is filled with electric anticipation. ‘I think you are beautiful’ she breathes ‘I knew I wanted you when I saw you in the filing room. I want you to play with yourself again, this time just for me.’ She kisses me again, this time harder.

Her fingers unbutton my blouse and I remove it quickly whilst her lips begin to move from my mouth to my neck. Her soft kisses feel like butterflies caressing my skin and I moan softly. Her mouth quickly moves to my tits and her tongue flickers around my nipples causing me to cry out in pleasure. I feel my pussy begin to throb with desire as she gently sucks and teases at my nipples till I can bear it no longer. I grab her head and lead it down to my hot wet cunt and beg her to make me come. Playfully refusing, she lifts her head and kisses me hard on the mouth again before standing to remove her dress, bra and matching black panties, she leaves her black stockings and stiletto’s on.

‘Play with yourself whilst I fuck you.’ She instructs whilst removing the tablecloth off her antique trunk and taking out a large vibrator. Obediently I begin to stroke my clit, my pussy is soaking wet and I am so turned on that I quickly build up to a climax. I cry out loudly as she shoves the vibrator hard into my pussy and fucks me roughly as I wank myself to an intense full body orgasm.

Without mercy, she climbs onto the sofa and straddles my face giving me a full view of her wet, pink, hairless pussy. She plays with her firm hard tits as she invites me to pleasure her with my tongue. Greedily I take her pussy in my mouth and gently lick her clit in small circular motions. I grab her firm toned ass and bring her closer to my face whilst I lap gently into the warm pink wetness. It was not what I expected and it felt nice. ‘Harder, Alison!’ She cries out. I lick her pussy harder, I feel her excitement begin to build and she begins to gyrate her hips, moaning loudly. Her pussy is wet with her juices and saliva and I use my fingers to fuck her pussy whilst she grabs her vibrator and rubs it up and down it on my clit at the same time. I lose concentration as I moan in ecstasy and she shifts into 69 position.

She passes me a large dildo and begs me to fuck her hard, I fuck her whilst she licks and fucks me simultaneously with another toy from her collection. As I take her pussy in my mouth again we cry out in unison as we continue to lick, suck and fuck each other until I succumb to an electrifying orgasm. I cannot stop myself from crying out loudly and she shows me no leniency.

Unable to stand it any longer I leap up and push her back onto the Sofa and bury my face deep into her dripping wet pussy, sucking and licking her cunt and fucking her hard with my fingers until I feel her breathing quicken and she begins to cry out. I feel her body shudder as she comes loudly, her soft moans becoming loud cries of elation and she begins to relax. We lie there together on the large brown comfortable sofa naked and out of breath but I am happier then I have felt in a long time. I feel free, like a caged animal that has been released.

I wake in the morning still on the Sofa but covered with a blanket. I’m still naked and take a minute to collect my thoughts. The whole of yesterday seems so surreal and like a dream but I feel like a different person. The house is completely empty and I see my clothes folded neatly on the table next to the computer. There is a small note on the top of them which I pick up to read.

Take the day off sick, I will cover for you. Take a look at my favourite website www.voluptasse.co.uk and get yourself some sex toys and lingerie, orgasms are addictive, the more you have the more you’ll want.

Its time for your new awakening, you know what you have to do!

Lesson Number One – In order to feel sexy, you have to look sexy. Alison you have an amazing body with beautiful curves. Show it off a bit more! Go shopping!

Great night last night, see you soon J

Em xx

To Be Continued….

My first attempts at erotic fiction - Mum, PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS!

My First Attempt at Erotic Fiction..... I hope you like it! Its part of a mini series so keep your eye out for the instalment!

 Alison gets ahead (Part 1)

Chapter One

 Let me introduce myself, my name is Alison Walmsley. I am 27 years old and work in the City. I have long, very unruly brown hair, large blue eyes and I would describe myself as a nice curvy size 14.

I have been told that I am attractive when I make an effort, but tend to cover myself up with plain dark outfits and wear very little make up. I am a career girl, I don’t have time for love or sex. My friends tell me that I am married to my job, perhaps they are right?

I love my job with a passion, I am a trainee Solicitor and work for a large company in Manchester City Centre. I have been there since I was sixteen and gained all my qualifications whilst I was still working. It left no time for a social life but I didn’t care, Law is my passion and I thrive on the pressure. My boss Linda is my best friend, she is also unmarried and lives to work – that’s just the way things are for Solicitors. Any that do marry never stay that way for long! Affairs are rife because we all spend so much time at the office. It’s a den of debauchery as they say! This is a practice I have never indulged in, I prefer to get the job done and keep my integrity intact.

Today I am earlier that normal, although I am not alone. I have been working on a major case and today is the day I will be getting my big promotion. My bosses were impressed with all the hard work that I’ve been putting in and the 17 hour days are about to pay off! The announcement will be made at 11.am and I simply cannot breathe with anticipation. Of course some of the other girls have applied as well but no one has put as much work and effort in as I have. I doubt that they will even be considered against me after all the work I have done. The interview and application process is clearly just a formality.

The morning drags ever so slowly as I wait for the big announcement, Linda and I keep shooting each other knowing looks and the air is heavy with anticipation. I see the usual suspects hanging around the water cooler, Slutty Emma and gang of cronies. She is the biggest slut I have ever seen, I actually caught her sucking our Senior Managers cock in the boardroom the other week and I know that she has also been sleeping with one of the Partners of the company, Linda told me.

I watch them whispering excitedly together and behaving like there is nothing to do. I tut loudly and they look over, Emma whispers something and they all giggle. I was about to shoot them a haughty look when the James, our Senior Partner’s office door opens and they quickly disperse. It was 11.05, time for my big moment!!

His walk to the front of the office seems to take forever as if he was walking in slow motion. He was an extremely good looking man in his late forties, early fifties. His blond hair was short and smart and highlighted his dazzling blue eyes. He was clad in a fitted Armani suit that showed his firm muscular frame. He was flanked by two other Partners and they all looked very serious, every muscle in my body was tense and found myself struggling to breathe.

They walked past my desk without looking at me. ‘Probably didn’t want to give the game away’ I thought. The whole office was deathly quiet as if you would hear a pin drop and every pair of eyes were drawn to the three men who were now at the front of the room. I could feel my excitement building as James cleared his throat and began to speak.

 ‘Firstly, I’d like to thank everyone who applied for the role…’ I couldn’t hear what he was saying I was just waiting for my name. ‘It was a tough decision and very difficult to make…’ he continued looking directly at me, I knew he was going to say my name, I just knew it! ‘but our choice for ………. Is Emma Roberts’. Thanks again to everyone who applied.’

 Slutty Emma squealed and jumped up, the whole office began to clap politely. One of the Partners stood with James gave her a knowing look whilst she beamed directly at him. ‘she’s sleeping with him,’ I thought numbly. ‘After all the hard work I have been putting in, she got this promotion by sleeping with someone.’ I smiled and clapped politely with everyone else, but I felt the hot sting of tears begin to prick my eyes. As the hot fat tears began to fall, my face burned with humiliation.

People began to stare, I felt humiliated and embarrassed. I quickly gathered my things together and jumped up. ‘I’m not feeling well, I need to go home.’ I said to Linda and dashed past the three bewildered men and out of the door.

Chapter Two

Its been a week since Emma got promoted, I am devastated. I have been uncomfortably avoided since my very public and embarrassing breakdown and I am working late on another major case. Everyone else seems to have gone home. Another promotion is coming up and I really don’t want to be over looked again. I found myself opening a couple of extra buttons this morning in the hope that I get noticed.

As I enter the filing office I hear a muffled sound from the far corner of the room. Curiously, I creep closer towards the noise and peer through the gap of a high shelf where I can make out two figures. I edge ever closer and see Emma on her knees on the floor. I watch silently, holding my breath so they don’t notice that I am there. She is sucking the Partner’s cock furiously and he was groaning wildly. Frantically he grabs her blonde hair and drags her head forwards and backwards roughly towards him. He closes his eyes and groans loudly, e HHprotesting as she slows her pace and I see her licking and sucking his balls whilst she wanks him simultaneously.

She finally pulls away and lifts her dress quickly over her head. She is wearing nothing but a pair of black stockings and stiletto heels. Her tits are firm and round and her nipples are erect. She sits back onto the desk and parts her legs whilst burying her fingers deep into her pussy, teasing him as she fingers herself and begins to rub her clit in small circles. He stands absolutely naked, rubbing his hand up and down his large hard cock and we both stare at her entranced, she looks beautiful as she fondles and caresses herself. I hear her moan softly as he brings his face to her nipples and runs his tongue gently around them. She begins to rub her pussy harder, begging him to fuck her.

He refuses and pushes her back onto the desk. As she lies flat on her back, he lifts her legs high into the air and buries his face deep into her pussy. ‘Oh fuck!’ she gasps as he laps gently into her hot wetness. I see his head moving faster and faster and her soft moans turn to gasping cries as she reaches her orgasm.

As I watch I feel my hand lift my skirt and snake down to my panties as if it has a life of its own, my breath becomes heavier and I feel myself touching my hot wet clit. As if possessed, I lean against the wall and continue watching them as my other hand slips into my bra and caresses my nipple. I gasp quietly as a pleasurable shock of electric shoots through my body. My legs become weak and I sink lower again the wall as my caresses become faster and harder. My breathing becomes heavier and I gasp silently as the climax begins to quickly build. I shove my hand hard into my mouth to stifle my screams as an intense orgasm courses through my body. I shove my fingers hard into my pussy and fuck myself to make it last longer. As the waves of pleasure begin to diminish I sink further against the wall, out of breath and completely exhausted. My breathing is still heavy but I am unable to move. They still haven’t noticed me there.

Emma stands and the Partner bends her over, he thrusts his large hard cock into her and begins to fuck her roughly from behind. I hear a slight buzzing sound as she rubs a bullet back and forth quickly against her pussy, crying out in pleasure as he roughly pounds her body and fondles her tits. She begins to cry out loudly as she reaches another climax, her knees appear to weaken and he grabs her hair as his movements become more frantic. ‘Fuck!’ he yells as he begins to come, ‘oh fuck!’ he gasps loudly as he comes his body beginning to shudder. His whole body becomes tense and he later relaxes.

I squeeze myself further into the shelf as they dress and get ready to leave, I hope and pray that they don’t discover me watching. I feel embarrassed and ashamed that I didn’t leave earlier. They chat as they dress and I hear Emma giggle softly, they walk past me as they leave completely unaware of my presence…

I wait a few minutes before leaving the room, quickly I dash to my desk. I just want to get out of here and go home. Imagine if they had caught me masturbating whilst they had sex? I have never done anything like that before and I am incredibly embarrassed. With record timing I gather my things and race towards the front door and outside.

As I reach the cool fresh air outside I see Emma at the bottom of the steps smoking a cigarette. She is alone, I put my head down as I walk past her. I can feel my face burning as she stares at me intently. ‘Hi Alison!’ she calls out. ‘Erm Hello…’ I reply meekly as I continue to race past. ‘I know you saw me Alison. You and I need to talk…tonight.’ She links her arm in mine and steers me towards the pub across the busy road. ‘oh god, oh god oh god!’ I panic as we enter the pub. What on earth is she going to say?