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I followed Megan into Red's office and shut and locked the door behind me. Red got up from behind his desk and walked around to greet us. He was a medium build man with flowing red hair that was beginning to turn white with an already white beard. He came around the front of the desk looking like a kid on Christmas morning. He walked up to Megan and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek and then turned to me, shaking my hand and then pulling me in to hug and kiss my cheek as well.

"I can't express how much I've been looking forward to this meeting. You two beautiful young ladies are going to help fulfill a lifelong fantasy," Red said, barely containing his excitement.

He turned to his desk and picked up a box and handed it to Megan. Then very unceremoniously took off his shirt and tie, followed by his pants. He was standing in front of me in just his black socks and a smile, his erection about seven inches long sticking straight out.

He clearly enjoyed getting naked as I watched him. And while I was distracted by his stripping in front of me, I had not noticed Megan off to the side. She had removed her dress and was now only wearing her black slingback high heels and one other item that shocked me... a very large, flesh-colored, realistic-looking dildo with three black straps she was sliding up her thighs. I think my mouth was dropped open as I watched her position it at her hips. The inside of the apparatus had a smaller curved dildo that she slid into her pussy before pulling the straps to securely attach it to her hips.

Megan walked over in front of me, the phallic apparatus swaying lewdly in front of her. She untied the string at my hip and pushed my dress back to fall off of my shoulders to the floor.

Red was just standing there gawking at us slowly stroking himself. Megan looked down at the dildo and then back up at me and said, "I don't know if I should feel sorry for you or be jealous. But either way, you should get down there and make it as wet as you can."

I swallowed hard, glanced over at Red and then back to Megan before lowering myself to my knees and proceeded to lick and rub my saliva over every inch of the dildo. Everything about it was exaggerated… the head was large, the lip at the base of the head protruded, the shaft was thick, the veins and bumps molded into it were prominently raised. Megan was right, this was either going to feel amazing or be unbearable.

As I moved it with my hand, I heard Megan let out a moan and realized it was one piece and any movement of it moved the other side that was up in Megan’s pussy.

She smiled at me as she noticed I made that connection and said, “That’s right… I feel all of that movement. It’s going to feel really good when I thrust it into you and you jerk and squirm… I’ll feel all of that too.”

I teased her back, shaking the head across my lips quickly making it shake inside of her. Her eyes dropped shut, her mouth dropped open, and I heard a gasp escape her lips for a second.

"All right, that's enough, stand up and bend over," Megan ordered.

I pushed myself back up to my feet and turned toward Red.

Red's look of excitement had now turned into an intense lustful stare. Through shaky breath, he said, "I want to watch your face, keep looking at me. Bend forward."

I spread my high heels slightly and slowly bent forward at the waist as I stared forward at Red. I could feel the sheer material of my stockings under my fingertips as I placed my hands just above my knees to brace myself. He was intensely staring back, slowly stroking his hand the full length of his erection.

I heard Megan's voice from behind me as I felt the tip of the dildo begin to press against the lips of my pussy.

"I'll start slow, Beth, but after that, it's up to Red."

Thank you, I understand, went through my mind as Megan slowly pushed the head of the massive dildo into me. Red's eyes were locked on my face as my mouth dropped open and I gasped, making myself pushed back to receive the dildo.

Oh God, oh God, it's so big! Repeated through my mind as I was letting out low grunting moans.

I was twisting and rolling my hips trying to accommodate it's size as Megan continued to slowly drive it deeper into me. I could feel her small fingers gripping my hips and steadying my body as she pushed every inch into me. I felt the warmth of her hips pressing against the cheeks of my ass as Red continued to look on.

Just breathe... breathe… it's so big... I feel so full!

Megan stood still for just a moment, letting me adjust to the massive dildo's size before slowly pulling back and beginning a gentle but full stroke in and out of me.

Each full penetration took my breath away, but was beginning to feel incredible. The angle and stiffness of this monster were causing the head to rub the front wall of my vagina all the way up to my cervix. With each stroke, I was becoming more vocal.

Red was enjoying the show but couldn't stand by any longer. He stepped forward, his erection directly in front of my face. He just stood with his hands down to his sides and waited as Megan's next thrust forward pushed my body into position and he slid between my lips.

For the next several minutes, it felt amazing! My eyes were closed and my body was rocked back and forth between Red's cock and Megan's dildo.

Along with my steady grunts and moans, I could hear Megan also being stimulated by the portion of the dildo that was inside of her. Red was making his own sounds of pleasure as my tongue and lips slid back and forth over his shaft.

Red pulled back out of my mouth and said “Turn around.” I felt Megan’s hands push me forward sliding the dildo from my pussy. I stood for only a second to turn and face Megan before bending back into position. Megan fed the large head of the dildo, glistening from my pussy, back into my lips. I held my position letting her rock it back and forth into my mouth as I felt Red step behind me and slide all the way into my pussy.

He immediately started pumping quickly into me. It did feel good, but to be honest, I was a little underwhelmed after what Megan pushed into me. He was enjoying it though by the sounds he was making. After a few minutes like this, again Red said, “Turn back around.”

Feeling both of them pull from my body, again I stood and turned back toward Red.

As I bent forward and took Red back in my mouth, I heard him say to Megan, "It’s time, make her cum."

Suddenly, Megan drove into me, taking my breath away and began thrusting hard into me. Her first thrusts were so hard it knocked me forward a step. I caught my balance but not before Red's cock was all the way into my throat. Before I could recover, Red clamped his hands around the back of my head and just held me there. I brought my hands up from my knees and gripped the outside of his thighs as Megan continued pounding me from behind.

My cries of pleasure came out as garbled wet sounds around Red's shaft.

My orgasm rippled through my body, my legs trembled and almost gave out, my back arched as all the muscles of my stomach contracted.

I was completely lost in my orgasm as I heard Red moan out and I began to feel his hot fluid pumping into my mouth. Through all of this, Megan continued her thrusts, not slowing in the least. My breathing was labored, I was still grunting and moaning from the fucking she was giving me. I tried to swallow but much of it escaped around his shaft and was running down my chin. At that moment, I didn't care about anything around me, I was just so overwhelmed by my orgasm.

Megan abruptly stopped and pulled out of me with a crude sound of wet suction.

I fell forward onto my knees, my legs giving out, Red still gripping my hair, my hands gripping his thighs, and his softening erection laying in my mouth as I gasped for air around it.

With my eyes closed and still in a state of euphoria, I closed my lips around his now soft head and suckled for a few seconds, getting the last drops from the tip.

He let go of my hair and slipped from my mouth as I lowered myself down and just laid on the floor for a moment. I was so relaxed at that moment I swear I almost fell asleep laying naked in the middle of this office floor.

I felt a hand brushing my hair back from my face and opened my eyes to see Megan kneeling beside me. She was smiling at me and asked, "Did you enjoy that?"

I responded with a pleasant moan.

Then she said, "Let's get you cleaned up and dressed, almost time for your next appointment"

She helped me to my feet and handed me my dress. Red was already dressed and sitting in the chair by his desk smiling at me, watching as I wrapped my dress back around my body.

Before we left, Red came up to me and took me in his arms giving me a warm hug and said, "Thank you so much for that, it was amazing! I don't know if I'll ever have the opportunity to see you again but I certainly hope so. You are a beautiful woman."

I just smiled at him, said, "Thank you, and you're welcome," and he leaned in and gave me a light kiss on the lips.

He is such a sweet man… I'm kind of glad I was able to do this for him… I honestly wasn't expecting to feel some of these emotions and attachments to these men today.

I left with Megan, again making a stop in the ladies' room to freshen myself up and touch up my makeup. As Megan led me to the next meeting, she told me that after this one she scheduled an hour break for me to rest and grab a snack if I needed it.

"Here we are." Megan stopped and pointed to the door looking like a model on a game show.

"Are you coming in with me?" I asked.

"No, not this time, but I will see you again this afternoon," she answered with a little smirk and walked away.

I looked at the nameplate on the wall beside the door… Dr. Michael Brax, Director of Research of Psychoactive Substances.

Wow… I don't know what that is but it sounds impressive.

I took a deep breath, pulled my shoulders back, held my head up and knocked on the door.

I could hear movement inside but no response and then suddenly the door opened.

The man standing before me was very collected and distinguished-looking, wearing a gray suit.

"Hello, you must be Elizabeth, please come in."

"Yes, Mr. Brax, it's nice to meet you."

He shook my hand and said with a smile, "Please, call me Michael."

He showed me into his office and shut the door behind us. He walked over to his desk, picked up a piece of black material and then walked back over to me, circling me, appraising my body, and stopping behind me. It was a blindfold.

As he covered my eyes and tied it behind my head, he said, "I'm sure you've had quite a demanding day so far. I am not without sympathy for your circumstance, and I will offer you a few moments of respite. However, before you leave my office today, I am going to demand a total offering with unwavering access to your body. Do you understand that?"

"Yes, I understand," I replied in a submissive tone.

He was very similar to John and Anthony, very nice and calm but clearly demanding and needing to be in control. And like my past behavior, I immediately felt my demeanor change, prepared to give him that control.

Everything was dark as he led me forward and laid me on my back on his desk.

I felt his hands begin to move over my body… caressing… exploring.

He didn't immediately open my dress as the others had done. Instead, he ran his hands over my body and slipped one inside the top to feel my breasts. He then walked around the desk and stood beside my legs and I felt him spread my feet as wide as the desk and then take his time caressing over my stockings and up under the flaps of my dress.

He moved his fingers up the inside of my thighs and found my exposed pussy, not protected by panties. His fingers quickly worked between my lips and found my clit where he expertly massaged it under his fingertips.

After a minute or so of that, Michael took his hand away and I could hear what sounded like him opening a small container. He pushed his hand back up between my thighs, found the opening of my pussy and worked two fingers inside of me. I could feel his fingers were cold and like they had some type of lubricating gel coating them as he penetrated and rubbed the inner walls of my pussy in such a stimulating way.

As I laid there on his desk, moaning and whimpering under his touch, I felt his other hand finally untie my dress and expose me. He continued working his fingers between my legs as I felt his other hand move to my breasts. He worked back and forth between my erect nipples, pinching, rolling, and pulling at them, sending jolts directly between my legs.

He took his hands away for a moment, I heard the sound of the container again, and then one hand returned to my breasts and the other slid back between my thighs.

This time he worked his finger between the cheeks of my ass and pushed it into me there. There was that same cold slippery feeling so I assumed he was being considerate and applying a lubricant for my comfort.

The whole thing felt so incredible, but it was like he knew when he had me close to an orgasm and then he would back off, leaving me wanting.

After a few iterations of this cycle, as he had his fingers firmly pinching one of my nipples and two other fingers very deep between my legs, I was contorting my body on the desk trying to grind into his fingers to bring myself to orgasm.

He would let me get myself close but he would back off again. I began to beg him, "Please, I'm so close, please."

He responded in a very calm and low voice, "I'm going to make you cum, very hard, but then you're going to use your body to show me how grateful you are."

"Yes... I will, yes, I'll show you."

I felt the fingers on my nipple clamp down, twisting hard, causing me to arch my back and cry out and then he drove his fingers into me, thrusting and curling them inside of my pussy. It only took a few seconds before my body was convulsing on his desk in front of him as my orgasm rippled through my body.

A low guttural exhale escaped my throat. I laid there trembling with aftershocks as he stood over me tracing his fingertips up and down my body sending shivers down my spine. There was also an odd sensation that seemed to amplify my orgasm and the tingling between my legs.

That was amazing! He played my body like an instrument. He made me promise my body to him, to show him my gratitude...  he earned that... I'll do whatever he wants…

Michael lifted me up from the desk to sit on the edge. I felt his fingers slip my dress off of my shoulders and down my arms, then move up to untie the blindfold.

He stepped back to the center of the room, looked at me with a blank stare, and unbuckled his pants. He slid his pants down to his ankles, unbuttoned the bottom of his dress shirt to move it out of the way, and then sat in the Victorian chair he placed in the middle of the floor.

His erection stuck up from his lap, an occasional twitch causing it to move. He looked at me and said, "Now it's my turn. Let's start with your mouth."

I slid from the edge of the desk and walked over to him. I leaned forward placing my hands on his knees as I lowered myself down in front of him. I dropped my head into his lap and took his full length into my mouth, eager to return the pleasure he had just given me.

I worked my tongue over the engorged head, tasting his precum, sliding my lips up and down the shaft. I brought my right hand up to grip the base with my thumb and forefinger, squeezing and giving short strokes into my mouth. I used the manicured nails of my other hand to rake over his balls and tickle him.

Through his pleasured breathing, I heard him say, "Take your hands away, just use your mouth."

I brought my hands down and put them behind my back. I then began to rock my body back and forth over his lap, stroking the full length of his erection in and out of my mouth. I could feel my bare breasts rubbing and pushing against his knees as I rocked forward.

"All right, stand up and straddle me... now your pussy," were his next words.

Giving him one final caress with my lips and flick of my tongue over the tip, I brought my hands back to his thighs to push myself up to my feet.

I stepped forward, one leg and then the other straddling him in a seated position.

My left hand was on his shoulder, my fingers grazing the back of his neck and his hairline. I reached down with my right hand and took hold of his shaft, guiding him into my pussy as I lowered myself down.

With all the sexual activity I had so far today, and being so well lubricated, I didn't even think to go slow as I dropped my hips down and let him slide fully into me. However, when I did, it was surprisingly stimulating and even a little uncomfortable at first.

I winced and my face reflected the feeling between my legs and I saw Michael smile at me.

I was slowly grinding on him and gently lifting and lowering myself, trying to relax on it, but I continued to feel very tight on him.

What the hell... why does it feel like that… he's not that big… maybe I'm having a spasm or something… I just need to relax.

Michael was continuing to smile as he watched my face reflecting the combination of pleasure and discomfort intermixed.

"You're feeling it, aren't you?" He asked.

I looked at him a little puzzled and responded, "It just feels a little...tight, does it feel okay for you?"

"It feels incredible for me. And I'm sure you're probably wondering why it feels that way. I assumed that you would be, shall I say, very relaxed, after the other men this morning. So I decided to bring back some of that feeling of being penetrated for the first time. When I massaged you on my desk a few minutes ago, I applied a cream that we developed that's in one of our product lines."

Oh my God, that's what that cold slippery feeling was when he was fingering me.

He had his hands on my hips and was moving me gently on his lap as he continued, "I'm sure you've heard of creams that are muscle relaxers, well this cream does exactly the opposite. It's a muscle contractor. It only lasts for a couple hours, but it should help to heighten your experience through the rest of the day. There will be some discomfort I'm sure at first as the muscles in the walls of your vagina and ass will be squeezing against whatever is penetrating you, but ultimately, it will lead to a much more intense orgasm for both you and the man. Now, start fucking me."

I took a deep breath and slowly pushed my heels into the floor, literally feeling the walls of my vagina close as I slid up off of him, then with a relaxing breath, I lowered myself back down. I began this steady motion, up and down, and like he described, it was a blend of fullness and discomfort but also heightened stimulation with each stroke.

"Faster. Ride me."

I obeyed his command, wanting to pleasure him as I said I would. I began bouncing up and down on his lap, pausing occasionally to roll and grind my hips when I had him fully inside. I was becoming very vocal, crying out at times as the feeling grew in intensity.

He was mauling my breasts with his hands and kissing and biting the nipples. The mild discomfort never left, but was becoming overshadowed by the pleasure my body was feeling.

He pulled his head back and slid his hands down to my hips, stopping my motion, looked up at me and said, "I want you to turn around and finish me with your ass."

My mind immediately flashed to the thought that he put that cream in my ass as well. It's going to be so tight.

I slid up off of him and stepped back. I turned around, spread my feet wide and leaned forward as I walked myself back over the top of his lap again. Bending my knees and reaching down between my legs to take hold of his shaft, I slowly lowered myself down, lining the tip up with the entrance to my ass.

I slowly lowered myself, feeling the tip begin to open me. It was definitely much tighter now. Before I would have been able to relax and he would have slipped right in, but now I had to use the weight of my body to push him in. I was gritting my teeth and letting out small grunts as I lowered myself when I heard him demand, "Just do it. I want to hear you as you take it… I want to feel your body struggle to take me… do it… do it!"

I took a deep breath in and then let it out. In one motion I relaxed my legs and dropped into his lap, impaling myself on his erection.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh..." I cried out as I felt him driving inside of me at my own doing. When the cheeks of my ass hit his thighs, my natural reaction was to push back up off of him. There was only a second of reprieve before he aggressively said, "Do it again... do it again!"

I dropped my weight back down again driving him deep into me once more, only this time, when I hit his thighs I felt his hands grab my hips and hold me there.

We were both moaning loudly, mine from the contraction of my ass fighting against his intrusion, him from the way my ass was squeezing his shaft and massaging it.

"Make me cum! Bounce your ass on my cock and make me cum… now!"

I leaned forward and put my hands on his knees that were sticking out between my legs and then proceeded to quickly pulse my hips up and down. I was letting out a steady moan as I made myself repeatedly thrust him into me. I brought one of my hands between my legs to quickly flutter my fingers over my clit, giving myself some pleasure in this awkward position.

"Uuuhhhh… I'm going to cum… take it in your mouth," Michael growled at me.

I quickly stood up off of him, turned and dropped to my knees in front of him.

Not being a fan of the idea of going down on a man after he's fucked my ass, I quickly stroked my hands over the head before wrapping my lips around just the tip and pumping him in my mouth.

He groaned and spasmed as I felt his shaft stiff in my hand and his cum shooting into my mouth and over my tongue.

In the middle of his release, he looked down at me and struggled to say, "Don't swallow… I want to see it on your tongue."

I can honestly say I've never had a man ask me to do that before.

I held it in my mouth until he finished releasing and then slowly pulled the head from my lips. I looked up at him and opened my mouth wide, showing him what he just gave me, covering my tongue and filling my mouth.

I sat like this for a few seconds. It made me feel incredibly submissive to him. He just looked down at me, smiling with an expression of pride and satisfaction. Finally, he said, "Now you can swallow it."

I closed my mouth and continued looking up at him as I swallowed all of it. He just stared into my eyes and let out a low moan as I did.

He stood up in front of me, pulled his pants up and buttoned them, then extended his hand to help me back to my feet.

As I turned and walked over to pick up my dress and put it back on, he said, "I hope you don't mind that I used that cream on you. I hope it made the experience as intense for you as it did for me."

"I was a little surprised, I'll be honest, but I agree, the experience was very intense, and it did feel incredible when I was laying on your desk," I responded.

"Good. We have several compounds that are going through clinical trials right now that I would be lying if I didn't say I would love to watch your experience. We even have a few top-secret projects we are working on for the CIA developing behavioral modification drugs."

I questioned nervously, "Oh, really? And exactly what is it these drugs do?"

"I can't really go into that right now, but I will speak with Anthony and perhaps he would like to explore this with you further… with your consent of course," and he gave me a smirk.

I wasn't really sure how to respond to that and it did make me very nervous wondering what kind of drugs they are developing.

Just then there was a knock at the door. Michael said, "Come in," and Megan opened the door to retrieve me.

I said goodbye to Michael and headed down the hallway with Megan.

Megan turned to me and asked, "How was your time with Dr. B?"

"I'll be honest, it started out amazing, but became a little odd by the end. And he used this cream on me..."

"Let me guess, the muscle tightening stuff… and he put it in your ass?"

"Yeah… how did you…" She just gave me a smirk and shook her head.

"He mentioned these other drugs and hinted that Anthony may want to experience them with me. What's that all about?"

"There are many divisions of this company and some of them work on less than conventional or publicly acceptable projects. Some for the government, some for other companies who don't want to tarnish their reputation, some for men who have too much money," Megan shared.

"I just can't believe this entire situation… it seems so far-fetched, like something from a book or a movie, that there's this entire company where a woman can be brought in and go from office to office having sex during the workday. It's just crazy!" I replied.

"You really don't know any of the history of this company, do you? We have some time before your next meeting, let's go and give you a moment to relax and I'll enlighten you."

Megan took me down to the lobby where we grabbed some drinks and salads and found a secluded table in the corner of the cafe.

Megan began, "Not long after I started working for Anthony, I was exposed to much of the same you are experiencing now. All of the same men, the parties, the entire lifestyle they've created here.

“One night after a party at Anthony's house, he had a little more to drink than normal and felt like talking.

“So back in the seventies, Anthony's father and a few other partners started a company. It obviously wasn't as high-tech as today, but they were involved in a lot of the same areas as Code Genetics.

“Apparently, with all the power and money they came into, they started living a more extravagant and debaucherous lifestyle. There were a lot of prostitutes and drugs and sex parties. I don't know all of the details but apparently something got out of hand with one of the men and a female employee. There was this big sex scandal and lawsuit and a lot of things came to light. It pretty much took down the company, but the man who was involved in the lawsuit took the fall and protected the other men.

“Anthony's father still had all of his connections and resources so he created a new company, Code Genetics. In a few years, they were back on top, and went back to the lifestyle they were enjoying before, only this time it was much more protected and secretive.

“You're probably thinking the same thing I was… how is there a company this big with all these men doing these things and no one knows?"

I was intently listening to her as I said "Yeah, I was wondering that… especially now with the all sexual harassment allegations and PC environment in business today."

Megan laughed and continued, "You would probably be shocked to know that Code Genetics ranks among the top companies as the best place for women to work and for a healthy workplace environment."

"Really?" I was shocked.

Megan continued, "Yes, really. Actually, our corporate position on sexual harassment is among the most intolerant in the industry. Every complaint is investigated and swiftly dealt with and employees who are guilty are terminated immediately.

“Not sure if you've noticed but everything you've experienced in this building has all happened on the twenty-fourth floor. Every person who works on that floor is in 'the circle'.

“They have been brought in by another member of ‘the circle’, vouched for, vetted, and tested. My Uncle John recommended you to Anthony and vouched for you, just as he did for me.

“None of the women are here without their full consent and desire to be there. None of them are prostitutes or paid. And anytime you want to leave or remove yourself from 'the circle', you are free to do so, but of course, bound to secrecy by non-disclosure agreements that would financially ruin you, and with the knowledge that everything you did would also be exposed.

“This circle of men was not formed this month, it has been around for decades. And as you experienced at Anthony's party, it has members, very powerful members, around the world and is much bigger than just Code Genetics."

I think I was sitting there with my mouth open when I asked "So is this like some big sex trafficking ring or something?"

Megan laughed out loud and said, "Oh, God no! The men involved can be very demanding and even controlling at times, but it's all part of their desires and turn-ons. The women are actually very respected and even adored by most of the men. It's kind of an unwritten code of ‘the circle’ that the women are freely giving themselves to be part of the men's fantasies, so in turn, they are cared for, appreciated, protected, and compensated very well."

This is just crazy... and how did I even get myself in the middle of all of this? I can't believe I even let it go this far. I just got caught up in all of the excitement and wanting to explore my erotic side.

I looked at her, still in disbelief, and said, "Even now that you explained everything, it still just seems crazy. It just goes to show that no matter how old or how much money or power a man has, it always comes back to his penis!"

We both laughed and finished up our salads.

I don't know if everything she told me made me feel better about the situation I was in or more nervous that I was now seemingly a part of something so large and secretive.

Megan looked at her phone and said, "I think we need to head back up, it's almost time for your next appointment."

The thoughts and feelings running through me were all over the place. One second, I was nervous and feeling like I needed to just leave and go back to my office, and then the next thought that goes through my mind is one of excitement and anticipation of what's going to happen in the next meeting. I feel like it's the classic battle of logic and emotion… I know I should not be here doing this, but I can't help being curious and how excited it makes me. There's something deep inside of me, something that I can't suppress that keeps drawing me to putting myself in these submissive situations.

We exited the elevator back on the 24th floor and Megan led me to the next office.

"Here we are, Mr. Armagnac's office. I have some idea of what is going to happen during this meeting, and I have to say I do feel a little jealous," Megan said with a little smile.

I watched her turn and walk down the hallway before taking a deep breath and knocking on the door.

The door opened after a moment and I was greeted by a very tall and slender woman. She was a beautiful thirty-something brunette with thin features, wearing a very bold red lipstick, a cream button-up blouse that was quite sheer and did nothing to hide her lack of a bra. Her nipples were clearly visible through the fabric as well as the slight curves of her small breasts. She had on a black pencil skirt that came to just below her knees with nude stockings and a pair of very high black Louboutin heels with a thin black ankle strap.

She introduced herself as Delphine and immediately I heard her French accent come through. She was very well-spoken, confident, and sophisticated.

I could see a small smile form as she looked up and down my body when I walked into the office.

Mr. Armagnac got up from behind his desk and then walked around to greet me. He first shook my hand, but then put his hands on my hips to pull me in as he gave me a small kiss on each cheek.

"It's a pleasure to see you again my dear. Not sure if you remember me but we met briefly at the presentation you gave… oh, I'm sorry, how silly of me, you were blindfolded when we met," he said as he leaned against the corner of his desk smirking confidently.

Oh my God, he was one of the men from after the presentation.

As he said that, I immediately felt any confidence I had in my position with him slip away. I don't even recognize this man but I've been on my knees in front of him and let him use my mouth for his pleasure.

"You don't mind if Delphine joins us for this meeting, do you?" he asked.

I could hear myself stuttering slightly as I looked back and forth between the two of them and responded "Um, no, I don't mind."

I wasn't sure to what extent he had in mind, but she was a very beautiful woman and with what I experienced so far today, the more delicate touch of a woman would be appreciated.

Mr. Armagnac stood up and began loosening his tie and unbuttoning his shirt, looked to Delphine and said, "Delphine, please make her ready."

She replied to him with only a nod and then stepped over and began removing my dress. Her delicate fingers untied it at my hip and then traced her red fingernails up my sides and under the curves of my breasts. Then she brought her hands to my shoulders to slip the dress down and off of my arms.

She folded my dress and laid it over the back of a nearby chair. I felt a shiver go through my body as I got a chill when her hand traced down my back and over the curve of my ass.

She led me to the front of his desk, leaned down by my ear and with her French accent said, "Bend over the desk and spread your feet nice and wide."

I followed her directions, placing my forearms on his desk and then rocking back and forth on my high heels to spread my legs at least two shoulder widths apart.

Again I felt her fingertip trace over my shoulder blade, down my lower back, and then the tip of her fingernail went straight down the crack of my ass. It tickled right over my anus and then slipped between the lips of my pussy where it left me, just after a little flick from the edge of her nail across my clit. My whole body gave a shiver and jerked when she did that.

My head was down, my eyes looking at the desk when I felt both of her hands on the cheeks of my ass opening me. She was squatted down directly behind me and the next thing that I felt was her tongue moving up and down the slit of my pussy.

I let out a long relaxing sigh as I felt her lips touch me and her tongue pushing into me. She expertly worked her tongue in and out of me and then down to flick across my clit, driving me crazy with each passing moment. I then felt her tongue trace all the way up the lips of my pussy, but then continued higher until she began circling and flicking around my asshole.

Oh my God... oh my God... What is she... What is she doing to me?

After flicking and gently probing my anus with her tongue, she moved back down again to my pussy. She began working at my clit and pushing her tongue into my pussy again as I felt one of her hands move up and her thumb slipped between the cheeks of my ass to press against my anus.

My God, this woman knows how to pleasure another woman….

She continued licking me as I felt her thumb slip into my ass and begin probing me. She stood back up behind me, brought her other hand between my legs and slipped the thumb of that hand into my pussy.

For the next minute or so, she stood there working her thumbs in and out of me, getting me ready for Mr. Armagnac.

I heard him say to her, "Thank you, my dear, now make me wet," followed by the unmistakable sound of her taking him into her mouth.

It only lasted thirty seconds or so before he told her, "Now remove your skirt and get into position."

I turned my head to the side and I could see her unzipping the back of her skirt and slipping it down her hips. She was wearing nude stockings and a very thin black garter belt with no panties.

Just as I was watching her step out of the skirt, I felt Mr. Armagnac's cock touch the lips of my pussy and he slid inside of me.

Although not as strong, I was still feeling the effects of the cream from my earlier meeting and the penetration took my breath away as he entered me.

He quickly settled into a smooth rhythm, fully stroking himself in and out of me. I was moaning and letting out small grunts as he drove all the way in. I watched to the side as Delphine walked back over, now only in her high heels, nude stockings, garter belt, and her cream sheer blouse unbuttoned and hanging from her shoulders. She stepped right beside me and bent forward. I felt her long brown hair fall across my back and ribs as she laid her cheek on me right at my tailbone.

At first, I didn't know what he was doing, but then the sounds gave it away. Mr. Armagnac would fuck my pussy and then quickly slide out of me and slip right into her mouth, with what sounded like him driving all the way into her throat several times before driving back into me.

At one point when he was holding himself deep in her mouth, I heard him say, "Elizabeth, reach back with your hand and rub her pussy... finger her."

I heard her suddenly gasping for air as I felt him thrust all the way back into my pussy. I cried out with the sudden penetration and then slid my left hand back to find her thigh. My hand slid up the inside of her thigh, over the top of her stocking, across her bare skin, to her shaved pussy.

His thrusts intensified into me as if to say hurry up. I rubbed my fingers over her pussy, finding her clit and rolling it lightly under the pad of my middle finger before slipping it all the way up inside of her.

I began stroking my finger in and out of her as I heard her begin to moan. I could only hear her for a moment before her mouth was full again with his erection.

There was something so erotic about this scenario. He would drive into her throat and cause her to gag and I could feel her pussy clamp down on my finger each time.

There was something about that that made me want to thrust my finger into her harder.

I was stroking my finger in and out of her as I heard him tell me, "Elizabeth, finger her ass now. Do it fast...I want to feel her throat clamp around the head of my cock."

I didn't even hesitate as I was caught up in the moment myself. I slid my finger from her pussy, covered in her juices and moved it up to her ass where I pushed it right into her, all the way past my second knuckle.

I felt her hips jerk slightly from side to side as my hand was wedged up between her legs and she let out a cry muffled by the cock in her mouth.

For a moment, I felt bad, felt sorry that I wasn't considerate of her. I was just caught up in the moment and did what he told me. But then I heard her breathing heavily as he pulled out of her mouth and asked her, "Where is her finger?"

She responded through her deep breaths with her French accent, "It's in my ass…"

"And where do you want me to fuck her now?" he asked.

"Fuck her ass!"

Not a second after she said that, a shock went through my body as I felt his hips hit the cheeks of my ass, his cock buried all the way into me.

The three of us all cried out in unison, me from the shock of penetration in my ass, Delphine from the sudden jerk and subconscious flexing of my hand with my finger still inside of her, and Mr. Armagnac from the pleasure of my ass tightly squeezing around his shaft as he penetrated me.

My body was squirming, bent over the desk, as I felt Delphine press her body weight down onto my back to hold me in position as her boss began a steady thrusting into my ass.

Guttural moans were escaping my throat as one of my hands gripped the edge of the desk and I returned to thrusting the fingers of my other hand into Delphine, almost in a conveyance of what I was feeling to her.

I could hear Mr. Armagnac grunting, like an animal, every time he would thrust into me. The edge of the desk was pushing into my thighs as I was held here by Delphine's weight and at their mercy.

Finally, I felt him slip from my ass and step back. Delphine stood up and stepped back as well. My hand slid from between her legs, I pushed myself up to my feet, and turned to look at them as I leaned against the edge of the desk.

"That was beautiful, dear Elizabeth. You don't know how I've been dreaming of your ass since that day after the presentation. Now if you don't mind, I am in much need of release, and I so want to taste that beautiful pussy of yours as I cum," he said looking at me.

He then turned to Delphine and said, "You're in control now… put her in position."

He then laid down on his back in the middle of the floor. Delphine took my hand and led me over to straddle his head and then instructed, "Get down on your knees and press yourself to his lips so he can taste you when you cum."

I carefully lowered myself down, spreading my knees wide to put my hips right over his mouth. Immediately I felt his tongue begin to work into me, alternating between probing me and his lips kissing and sucking around my pussy. It immediately felt wonderful and I began to let low moans escape my lips.

I sat there enjoying his tongue against me as I watched Delphine step over top of his hips, facing me, and get down on her knees. She reached between her legs, took his erection in her hand, and guided it into her pussy. She then settled down against his body and began a slow rolling of her hips as she stared at me.

The sounds of pleasure were slowly building as each of us was feeling our own stimulation.

Delphine and I were staring into each other's eyes as we were both moaning and breathing heavier. She brought her hands up and began to caress my breasts, gently teasing and pulling at my nipples. She then clamped her thumb and forefinger on both of my nipples, making my mouth drop open as she pulled my body forward and pressed her lips against mine.

One of her hands continued to work at my breasts and nipples as the other came up under my hair at the base of my neck. She was kissing me deeply, her tongue thrusting into my mouth, almost in sync with Mr. Armagnac's tongue thrusting into my pussy.

I was getting closer and closer to an orgasm and she could tell. She pulled her lips from mine just long enough to whisper, "Tell me when you're going to cum."

Her lips pressed back against mine, her hand pulling on the back of my neck to keep our mouths tightly locked. I found myself extending my tongue to dance with hers and then felt her lips closed around my tongue as she sucked on it.

Not even thinking, I brought my hands up to caress her breasts as well. I teased and pulled at her small erect nipples, making her respond and intensify her sucking on my tongue.

My tongue slipped from her mouth and I pulled back just enough to say, "I'm going to cum... I'm going to cum…"

She pressed her lips back against mine, kissing me deeply as I felt her body jerk, grinding her hips hard onto Mr. Armagnac's cock.

For that moment, our three bodies were connected and almost in perfect unison. We each began to shutter and moan as our individual orgasms swept through us. Delphine's lips stayed locked with mine the entire time. I felt a rush of warmth move through my hips as my juices ran down over Mr. Armagnac's tongue. And I could hear him groaning with pleasure as his body convulsed underneath us.

Over the next moments, I was lost in a euphoric state. My eyes were closed and Delphine was passionately kissing and biting at my lips as I relaxed from my orgasm.

I could feel the subtle movement of a tongue still licking between the lips of my pussy as Delphine broke our kiss and stood up in front of me. She looked down at me and smiled with an ornery expression. She stepped forward, slipped her hand into my hair and tipped my head back, pulled my face between her legs and began rubbing herself against my lips. I closed my eyes and extended my tongue and pressed it against her where I could taste the sweetness of her juices mixed with Mr. Armagnac's cum.

She only held me there for a moment before stepping back and taking my hand to help me to my feet. She just wanted to exert that power over me, to make me taste the two of them.

Mr. Armagnac was now standing as well and walked over to us. He embraced and kissed each of us before saying how beautiful that was and thanking us.

After we all got dressed, I was getting ready to leave when Delphine walked over to me. She brushed my hair back from my face, leaned in and gave me another passionate kiss on the lips. As she broke the kiss, she said, "I hope we have the opportunity to visit again."

I was embarrassed and smiled at her and responded, "Yes, that would be nice, I think I would enjoy that as well."

Am I a lesbian now? I've never considered pursuing relations with a woman before, but there was something so sensual and sexy about her.

I walked out of the office and made my way down the hall to find Megan. When I got to her desk, she wasn't there, but there was a large manila envelope laying at the front with my name on it.

I opened the envelope and inside was a pair of red g-string panties and a note.

The note read:

Put these on and then join me in David Marsh's office.

The hall across from my desk, third door on the left.

I took the panties and went to the ladies' room to freshen myself up from my last encounter. I slipped the g-string up my legs, over top of my garter belt, and held my dress open at the bottom to see my reflection in the mirror. The front panel of the g-string was cut very low, but neatly covered the lips of my pussy. However, the material was shear and you could see my lips through it.

I smoothed my dress down into place and made my way down the hall to find Mr. Marsh's office. Before I knocked on the door, I could faintly hear Megan's voice and laughter coming from inside the office.

Okay, here we go… number 6.