Date: Wed, 21 Jan 2009 20:25:51 -0800 (PST)
From: RM Dexter <rmdexter@yahoo.com>
Subject: Co-worker's Man Ch.23

Co-worker's Man Ch.23 by rmdexter

I kept my head down as I headed for the washroom, hoping nobody would see
the glazed layer of Lori's juices covering my face and praying that the
load I'd shot into my shorts hadn't leaked thru my pants. Fortunately the
washroom was empty again. I went into a stall and took off my underwear and
wiped myself off with them. I licked as much of my warm semen off of them
as I could before throwing them into the garbage. I was too freaked out
even to think about taking them home and washing them. I then washed my
face at the sink and got myself together before I went back to my cubicle.

Lori seemed pleased with my oral talents and hinted at getting together
again. I was so happy I was just glowing. Hopefully my dream of being able
to serve both her and Frank at the same time would someday come true. She
seemed so strong and confident when she talked to me and ordered me
around. I loved her taking command and telling me exactly what she wanted
me to do and where she wanted me to do it. Like the others, she even seemed
to have her own pet name for me; "Girl". It made me feel like I was her
possession, that I was her "girl" to order around and do with as she
pleased...I loved it! And I also loved that she made me call her "Miss". It
reminded my of a strict teacher I'd had when I was younger that I just
worshipped. And worshipping Lori was what I was hoping she'd give me the
chance to do.

I settled back in to my work for the rest of the afternoon with no further
incidents. Lori had told me that she spoken with my supervisor, Derek, that
she would be needing me to assist her with work on the Newman account. That
was one of our biggest accounts and took a lot of her time. Hopefully it
would allow me to work directly "under" her for considerable lengths of
time. The idea of working under Lori for long periods of time brought a
smile to my face.

I finished the last of my thermos of Mr. Wolfe's piss at break time in the
afternoon. It was still slightly warm and the salty acrid flavor seemed
strangely comforting as I swallowed the last of it. My phone rang late in
the afternoon and I noticed that it was Lori calling again.

"Hello."

"Yeah, Jon. I need you to go into The City and do some work on the Newman
account on Wednesday." From our own smaller city, we always referred to the
major metropolis about 200 miles away from us as just "The City". "You'll
be going straight from work tomorrow. And just for your interest, Frank
will be taking you. He's been called to iron out some problems on a project
for his company there on Wednesday too. I figured this would be a good time
for you to meet with the Newman people and get the information I need while
having the pleasure of ummmm...how should I say this...straightening out a
few things between you and Frank at the same time. So bring anything you
might need for helping to "straighten things out" between the two of you
and for staying overnight."

I felt a rush go thru me and my cock started instantly swelling in my
pants.. "Yes, that sounds great. Yes, I'll bring everything I need." I
almost blustered with joy over the phone and I'm sure Lori could sense the
excitement in my voice.

"Okay. Frank said to make sure you brought the kit he bought you but I'm
sure you have that at number one on your packing list."

"Yes Miss. That was the first thing I thought of."

"Good girl. I'll see you tomorrow," she said as she hung up.

Thrilled with the idea of going out of town with Frank, I stopped at the
drug store on the way home and bought a big jar of "Vaseline-Baby Fresh
Scent". I wanted to make sure I would have everything necessary for an
overnight stay with Frank. I'd have to remember to bring the dildo he
bought to help loosen me up the first time too in case he wanted to use
that on me as well.

As soon as I got into my apartment, I kicked off my shoes and washed out
Mr.. Wolfe's thermos. As I was drying it, there was a knock at my door. I
looked thru the peephole and saw Mr. Wolfe leaning against the doorframe
looking back at me. I opened the door wide and he breezed past me. He
turned as he got to the middle of my living room and dropped his hands and
started undoing his belt.

"I've gotta go and see the building owners tonight about some stuff and so
I'm gonna be gone for most of the evening. I just wanted to make sure you
had something to eat," he said as he drew down his zipper and drew out his
meat. "So get down on your knees and crawl over here, cocksucker. It's
suppertime."

I dropped to my knees and crawled towards him as I watched the big mitt he
had wrapped around his cock slide slowly back and forth. He used his other
hand to push his work pants down off his firm round ass and they slid down
to bunch up at his ankles. I watched the big orbs of his balls come into
view as his bag hung low and heavy and I hoped they were swollen with cum
that he needed to unload.

"C'mon faggot, I got something you want," Mr. Wolfe said as I watched his
dick thicken and lengthen under his masturbating hand. I saw the glistening
eye open and as usual with him, a generous amount of precum started to flow
to the tip and drip down. As I brought my mouth up towards his jacking
hand, a different aroma hit my nostrils. He saw me hesitate and laughed
softly as I breathed deeply thru my nose while looking at his lengthening
cock.

"That's Mrs. Gibson from 4D that you smell. She wanted me to "check her
pipes" this afternoon. So yeah, I checked out her pipes good and deep to
make sure there were no blockages. She's got a load inside her and I guess
she left a little present right here for you," he said as he laid his broad
cockhead onto my tongue. Her smell was strong and womanly and if it was the
woman I thought it was, she was one of the older widows in the building. I
inhaled deeply and her strong scent thrilled me as the nastiness of
Mr. Wolfe fucking some of the older women in the building seemed so dirty
and yet so thrilling.

I slid my lips past his crimson corona and swirled my tongue all around the
spongy membranes of his cockhead. I moaned with pleasure as I tasted her
tart pussy juice. No, this wasn't delicate pussy juice like I had tasted
from Lori or Claudia. This was the strong, tart taste of a mature
cunt. Either way, I loved it and pulled my mouth off his crown and slid my
tongue all along and around the entire length of his hardening cock.

"So you like that snatch juice eh faggot?" he asked. "The old girl was
creaming like crazy and she sure knows how to fuck."

"Mmmmmmmmm," I moaned in agreement as I took his heavy bag in my hand and
licked every drop from his wrinkled sack. Once I had his cock thoroughly
clean of her yummy residue, I brought my mouth back to the dripping tip and
licked up the drooling web of precum. His cock had continued to fill with
his pulsing blood under my attention and the full thick 9 ¾" stood proudly
over my face.

"I don't have much time so let's go," he said as he took his hand and
pointed his engorged penis downwards towards my waiting mouth. I tilted my
head upwards as he slid the broad head between my lips. He grabbed my head
in both hands and gripped firmly as he shuffled forward slightly.

"Here you go cocksucker, get ready to get that throated fucked," he said as
he pushed downward with his hips and his cock slid further into my unturned
face. I looked upwards and saw his lust-filled eyes looking down at my
stretched lips wrapped snugly around his descending shaft as he fed his
throbbing weapon into me. His wide crown slid right past the entrance to my
throat and I felt my throat fill and distend as he pushed downward and inch
after glorious inch of that steel-hard rod disappeared into my mouth. He
didn't stop until I felt my lips pressed flush against his muscular
groin. I swallowed a few times rapidly as I knew Mr. Wolfe would like the
feeling of my throat muscles massaging his turgid member.

"Oh, you fucking little cocksucker! That is so good. Let's try that again,"
he said as he raised himself up and his cock slid up out my throat. He
pulled it all the way out but kept his hand on the top to point it straight
downwards. I must have looked like a gasping fish as my open mouth tried to
draw in his cock.

"Give me a target to aim at, faggot," he said as he smiled down at me and
teasingly flicked a web of precum onto my face. Remembering my session with
Lori from this afternoon, I formed my mouth into an inviting "O" and ran my
tongue suggestively around the opening.

"That's perfect, you fucking cum-lover. So that's right where you want it,
eh?" he asked as he flicked another trail of his glistening fluid across my
lips.

"Mmmmmhmmmm," I hummed in agreement as I nodded my head slightly. He
lowered his hard erection directly into the "O" of my pursed lips and I
felt them spread and stretch around his hot cock as he slid it downwards
into the depths of my throat once again. He withdrew it fully again and I
quickly formed my lips into the inviting "O" as soon as he was clear of my
mouth.

"What a good little cocksucker. Is that where you want this load of cum
too?"

"Mmmmmmmmhhmmmmmm," I moaned even louder this time as he flicked more of
his drooling precum down upon my upturned face. He plunged downward again
and his cock slid into my ravaged throat right to the hilt. He started
pistoning away rapidly as he thrust his cock again and again into me. I
kept my hands holding tightly onto his jackhammering hips and he gripped my
head with both hands as he pounded his cock down my clutching throat. He
kept this up for about ten minutes as I continued to swallow and use my
tongue whenever possible when he would slow down occasionally. Basically,
this had become just a brutal throat-fuck and I was loving every second of
it.

"You want that cum, fucker?"

"Mmmmmmm," I moaned around his thick invading tool as he kept pounding it
into me.

"Well get ready faggot...here...it...comes!" he accompanied every word with
a downward thrust and I felt his pulsating cock seem to get just that
little bit harder and I saw his balls drawn up tightly against his
body. Just as he said "comes" he pulled up out of my throat until I felt
the thick corona defining his cockhead press against the inside of my
stretched lips. His first blast of cum shot forth against the roof of my
mouth and I felt the heat of it seem to sear the sensitive tissues
there. It was quickly followed by a second and third rope of his thick
creamy cum and I felt the growing pool of his milky semen gathering at the
back of my tongue.

He wrapped his big hand around his pulsating shaft and he jacked away at it
as he unloaded gob after gob of his potent semen into my waiting mouth. I
purred and moaned as I swallowed as he filled my mouth again and again. His
sliding hand kept bumping into my lips as he milked his erupting cock into
my eager mouth. Finally, his stream of discharge diminished and I captured
the last oozing drops on my tongue. Through half-closed eyes, I moaned with
pleasure as I swallowed the final sperm-laden morsels of his delicious
creamy semen.

He left his cockhead in my mouth as he relaxed his grip on my head. Looking
up, I saw his broad muscular chest heaving beneath his shirt as he drew in
lung-fulls of air. His huge cock started to slowly deflate as I kept my
lips nursing softly at the spongy tissues of his crown. I looked up to see
Mr.. Wolfe smiling down at me as I kept softly sucking away at his
softening manhood.

"That should keep you fed for a little while, cum-boy," he said as he
pulled his cock out of my mouth and started to pull up his pants. "I might
be around to give you another load later. It depends on what time I get
back." He zipped up, walked over and put his hands on the door. "Where do
you want my cock, you little cum-slut?" he asked as he paused and looked
back at me still on my knees. I pursed my swollen lips into an inviting "O"
again and slid my tongue once more slowly around the red opening. "That's
right, and that's where you're going to get it," he said with a smirk as he
opened the door and pulled it closed behind him.

I rose from my knees and went into the kitchen. With my throat sore and
ravaged from Mr. Wolfe's oral assault, I popped out one of Frank's piss ice
cubes and let the cooling salty liquid soothe the raw membranes of my
throat. I busied myself in the kitchen and made myself some dinner; all the
time anxiously thinking about going to The City tomorrow evening with
Frank. The yellow liquid slowly dissolved in my mouth as I made a quick but
hearty meal.

After eating I pulled my overnight bag out of the closet and got my stuff
ready to go away. I made sure I included the 7" dildo Frank had bought me
and the Vaseline I had just picked up on the way home. I would put the
enema kit into my bag tomorrow morning after I used it.

As I sat on the bed stuffing some clothes into the bag, I looked over at
the business card and piece of paper on my night table. They were the phone
numbers of Claudia and Evan. My hand picked up both and the more I read
Claudia's words, "Jon, I'd like to use that mouth and tongue of yours
again. Call me...Claudia", the more I kept looking back at her number.

I thought about her long legs and her seemingly perfect shaped breasts and
my cock started stirring in my pants. I remembered the succulent flavor of
her juices mixed with Frank's cum and the smoldering sensual look she
always seemed to have on her beautiful face. I reached over and picked up
the phone and called the number she had written down.

"Hello." I recognized the sultry tone of her voice immediately.

"Uh...hi Claudia. This is Jon. From the other day...with Frank," I almost
stuttered trying to get the words out.

"Oh yes...Jon. Thanks for calling. I assume you got my card and note?" her
sexy voice purred over the phone.

"Yes, thank you very much. Ummmmmm...that's why I'm calling."

"And why is that exactly, Jon?" she asked with a teasing tone to her voice.

"Ummm...well...your note said you'd like to use my mouth and tongue again
and ummm...I was wondering if I could come and do that for you?" I asked
breathlessly.

"Well Jon, I was just about to try out one of the new vibrators we got in
today but I think using your mouth might be even better. What do you think
I should choose to do Jon?"

"Umm...I think you should choose me Claudia."

"Let's get one thing straight right now Jon," she said with a sterner tone
to her voice. "From now on you will call me Mistress Claudia or just
Mistress. Do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress," I said as her commanding words caused a lustful rush of
blood to surge into my cock.

"Good, now get over here. Here's the address. I'll leave the gate open." I
wrote down the address she gave me. I went into the bathroom and gave my
face a good washing and then changed into some nicer clothes.

The address she had given me was in the most expensive neighborhood in town
and it took me awhile to get there from my apartment. All the houses in
this area were huge and hers was no exception. There was a brick wall
running around the property and the iron gate was in the open position when
I arrived. I drove up the curving drive and stopped in front of a beautiful
huge home. The grounds were immaculate and the whole place just reeked of
money. I rang the doorbell and I was almost surprised to see Claudia answer
the door herself.

She looked absolutely stunning! Her frosted hair looked full and wild as it
framed her gorgeous mature face. She wore a soft mauve cardigan with a
number of small little buttons running down the full length of the
front. The top few were undone and my eyes were immediately drawn to a hint
of cleavage visible there. The sweater hugged her body tightly and had
sleeves that came halfway down her forearms. Her perfect breasts thrust
against the fabric straining to contain them. Thru the sweater, I could see
the outline of a bra cupping those tremendous mounds.

The hem of her sweater covered the waistband of her skirt and looking
further down, I could see a tight black skirt that ended at about
mid-thigh, stretched tightly across her thighs. Below her skirt, the long
columns of her gorgeous legs were encased in sheer black gossamer
stockings. I followed the shimmering line of her long legs down until my
gaze ended at a pair of incredibly sexy pointy-toed black sling-back shoes
with 4" stiletto heels. I shivered in anticipation as my eyes swept over
her.

"Come in Jon," she said as she turned and motioned with her finger for me
to follow her. I closed the big entry door behind me and followed her into
a room which looked like a library. My eyes had been glued to her luscious
ass swaying seductively under her tight skirt all the way into the
room. She stopped and turned to face me and I looked all around the huge
room which seemed bigger than my whole apartment.

"You're wondering how somebody can afford all this when they work at a sex
shop, right?" she said sweeping her arm around the expansive room. I could
only nod as I kept looking at the tall walls lined with books. "Well, this
is just part of what I got in the divorce from that asshole. As you can
imagine, he does pretty well so I felt entitled to my share. The
housekeeper and gardener are gone for the day so we are alone. I just work
at the store because I like to. You meet some interesting people; like you
and Frank. Now, sit there," she said firmly as she pointed to one of the
side chairs.

I sat in the chair she pointed to and she stood in front of me with her
hands on her hips. As she stood facing me with her feet shoulder width
apart, I let my gaze drift up from her sexy sling-backs, up her shapely
calves, over her firm thighs and tightly drawn skirt, rising over the soft
mauve of her tight sweater encasing her full breasts, to her gorgeous face
framed by her silken frosted locks. I felt my heart beating rapidly in my
chest as she looked down upon me.

"So Frank said you would do anything he wanted you to do. Is that right?"

"Yes Mistress," I answered.

"Yes Mistress, that's right. You learn quickly Jon. Now, are you willing to
do anything I ask you to do?"

"Yes Mistress Claudia," I answered immediately.

"That's good. I require obedience from my slave," she said as she let her
eyes drift over me.

She had just referred to me as her "slave". I felt the blood rush into my
cock at the same time my face was turning red as her words entered my
consciousness. "Slave"...? I was more than willing to be her slave. I was
willing to do anything and everything this beautiful mature woman wanted me
do.

"Are you willing to be my slave, Jon?" she asked as she swayed her hips
seductively before me.

"Yes Mistress."

"Are you willing to let me use that mouth and tongue of yours anywhere,
anyway I want?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Are you willing to let me ride that face all night long if I want?"

"Oh yes Mistress!"

"Have you ever had a woman take you with a strap-on Jon?"

"No Mistress," I answered hesitantly.

"Are you willing to let me use a strap-on and fuck you?"

"Yes Mistress," I answered confidently.

"That's good. Now let's go upstairs slave."

I rose from the chair and followed obediently as my eyes were glued to her
succulent ass undulating under her tight skirt as she gracefully made her
way up the curving staircase.

My cock was rock-hard in my pants and I wondered what the rest of the
evening would hold for me...