When we were finished with the food, it and the mess was cleared away and the wine was brought out to my workstation. I was ready to climax just from the thought of it all finally happening. At first, it was my regular blouse and skirts, but with an extra button or two opened. When they only found me reacting as a willing recipient and my legs opened further, they all relaxed and smiled. This was what it was coming down to. My arms sagged under the twitching of muscles and my abdomen abruptly pressed into the ledge. Bob’s left hand left my left breast and nipple and slid down between my legs. Sometimes they thrust in at the same time; other times, Stan thrust into me as Bill was pulling back and his next thrust crashed his pubic area into my face. “In that case, may I present our plaything, our toy for office fun.” I smiled and gave them a little, naked curtsy. I stopped at one and turned my back to him and pulled my hair up.
