The train ride had me soaked. Arrived at Lyon station flushed. Kids John and Marie spotted me first. Rushed over, excited for their new nanny-assistant. Boss Chriss shook my hand firm. Eyes scanned me. Julia smiled tight. ‘Good trip?’ Car to office in east suburbs. One hour traffic jam.
Days blurred. Kids’ tasks. Julia’s tours of shops and desks. Starved for cock. Chriss’s bulge taunted. Inaccessible. Julia drained him nightly. Moans pierced thin walls. Grunts. Bed creaks echoing like printers humming late.
Tension Builds Between the Desks
I’d finger my dripping pussy loud. Respond to their fucks. Next morning, Chriss winked in hallway. Coffee breath mixed my perfume. Spark ignited.
First free Friday after hours. Parents off. Dressed slutty. Sheer blouse. Nipples poked hard. Tight short skirt. No panties. Pussy throbbed.
Bus to city center. Eyes devoured me. Too fierce. Softened to innocent girl. Backpack pressed tits. Wet slit leaked.
Entered office tower like a mall. Third floor quiet. Isolated corner near conference rooms. Two interns trailed. Antoine white, Mike black stud. Cute. Interested.
‘Hey, name?’ Mike grinned.
‘Claire,’ I blushed. Marie-Claude shortened. ‘New assistant-nanny. First free night. Lost in Lyon.’
‘We guide. Antoine, Mike. Lit students interning.’
Breakroom next. Door clicked shut. Locked. Printer whirred distant. Mouse clicks faint from open space. Coffee scent blended my musky perfume. Juicy arousal hung heavy.
‘Juice me. Beers you.’ Antoine fetched. Corner booth hid us.
Chat stuttered. Students’ dorm life. Mike pressed thigh. Hand climbed. Fingers brushed soaked lips. I spread wide. Gushed on his digits. Moaned soft.
Antoine switched. Kneaded tits firm. Tongue invaded mouth. I gripped cocks. Mike’s massive. Thick black monster pulsed.
‘Locked room. Now.’ Mike whispered.
Conference room. Door bolted. Sharp click. Lights dim. Desk awaited.
Stripped fast. Naked. Legs splayed on table. Pussy winked.
Explosive Release on the Conference Table
‘You first, Mike.’ Antoine urged.
His beast loomed. ‘Easy, stud. Huge.’ Eyes wide. Legs parted more.
Gland nudged folds. Pushed in slow. Stretched me raw. Filled deep. Gasped. Pain-pleasure mix. Walls gripped tight.
Slow pumps. Then hammered. Desk rattled. Printer buzzed outside. Coffee lingered.
‘Fuck yes! Harder!’ I cried. Hips bucked. Mini-orgasms rippled.
Antoine fingered ass. One. Two. Three digits. Burned sweet. Mike’s tongue silenced whines.
Flipped. Rode Mike’s pole. Antoine lubed. Cock breached ass. Double stuffed. Alternating thrusts. Squeezed thin wall between.
‘Fuuuck! Both holes!’ Screamed. Waves built. Massive.
Mike erupted. Hot cum flooded pussy. Dripped thighs.
Antoine followed. Ass brimmed sticky seed. Squeezed tits hard.
My long orgasm milked them. Shuddered endless.
Collapsed sweaty. Breaths ragged. Bodies tangled.
But round two loomed…
Adjusted quick. Wiped cum from skirt. Blouse smoothed. Nipples still perky. Hair fixed. Door unlocked. Soft click.
Back to open space. Smiled casual. Late meeting wait. Like nothing happened. Adrenaline buzzed. Secret thrill pulsed.