Trust us, we’re salesmen

Joey was the only salesman in the room who hadn’t noticed the guard’s arrival. He was clutching Anne-Marie’s tits as he frantically prepared to come in her mouth again. The other guys had stopped stroking and fingering her when the door opened, but were starting again as Eddie and the guard chatted, the woman apparently quite cool about the fact that she was the only one in the room with a stitch of clothing on. In fact she seemed very amused at the whole situation and about Eddie’s brazen answer. What the sales team didn’t know but were beginning to suspect was that Eddie already knew the guard very well.

“You’ll have to get her to phone home again, to let Mom know she’s OK. The thing is, is your girl friend going to be pissed about all this – is she going to cause trouble?”

Eddie shook his head: “With that tape to send home to her folks? No, she’s not going to complain.”

The guard grinned: “Not like me, hey?”

“You were fine once I’d contributed enough to your retirement fund.”

Cyrene smiled again, turning to watch closely as Joey yelled out in pleasure at his second coming amidst Anne-Marie’s snorts, shaking her breasts fervently in triumph.

“Jesus Christ, but that’s a lot of woman you’re fucking. I guess I’ll have to ask her if she’s willing to be doing all you guys at once. But I want to stay away from that camera.”

“No problem. By the way, Cyrene, would you care to join us in a fuck?”

She reached forward and gently squeezed his cock. “Sorry, Eddie, I have to get back to work real soon.”

“That’s OK, Cyrene, but it would be nice if I could introduce you to the others the same way. A little bit of icing on the cake is always a treat.”

“Sure, why not?”

Anne-Marie suddenly realized she not being touched by anybody, not anywhere. Lifting herself up on elbows she stared around, still half dazed, and then gaping at the security guard and the way she was casually tugging on the guy’s cocks as she was introduced. Even Joey had joined the end of the line, as surprised and sated as he was.

“Come here, Anne-Marie,” Eddie ordered her.

Ashamed at her condition and her nakedness in front of the other woman, Anne-Marie had to do as he wanted. Eddie and the female guard were facing each other now, his hands on her waist as both of hers stroked him slowly into a fresh arising. He pointed downwards. “On your knees.”

Again, she obeyed, and the woman laughed: “These guys have sure got you well trained, honey. I guess you must like doing what you’re told to.”

Anne-Marie’s thighs were sticky, and so was her face, her hair was falling over her eyes and her breasts felt as if they’d been chewed up by a pack of wild dogs. It was also obvious that the woman in the uniform didn’t care anything about any of that. As for the guys, they were watching everything that the guard was doing to Eddie and obviously eager for some more of the same treatment for themselves.

“Had a phone call about you, Anne-Marie. Your mother thought you might be in some kind of trouble. Seems to me you’re just enjoying yourself though. Seems to me you’re getting a kick out of putting yourself out for the guys in the office. Is that right?”

Anne-Marie gulped, then slowly nodded. “That’s right.”

Cyrene nodded, then chuckled as Edie put his hands up towards her breasts. She slapped his hands, hard. “Stop that, otherwise I’ll have to take your girl friend away. I don’t want wrinkles on my shirt.”

Eddie shrugged, grinned and grunted in satisfaction as she lowered her hands again and worked his foreskin back and forth.

“You’ve been around the block with all these guys already, haven’t you, Ann-Marie? Been fucked four ways and ready for more, hey?”

She bowed her head and muttered: “Yes.”

“Yeah, well it sure seems you’ve got some hard yards to do yet.” The guard giggled and looked down at Eddie’s cock as it grew in her grip.

“Say, Eddie, I think maybe your girl ought to lick this nice and clean for you before you use it again. Anne-Marie, open wide, like a good girl.”

Anne-Marie straightened her back, lifted up her head and opened her lips as the security officer deftly steered Eddie’s cock between them. As soon as the woman’s hands were free she slipped one of them underneath Eddie’s butt, tickling him affectionately behind the balls as Anne-Marie licked his erection without any vestige of restraint.

“Listen, Eddie, talking of retirement funds, maybe we could do some business here. There are a lot of guys in this building who’d like to stay behind after work for a little office party with a piece of ass like this one. They’d pay well for it. I can organize a lot of regular little work outs for her and we’ll split the profit.”

Anne-Marie made a singled choked protest before Eddie gripped her hair and pulled her mouth onto his cock. She swallowed him instantly, the roof of her mouth rubbing against the very tip of his cock as she waited for his response. Cyrene chuckled and scratched him in a way that jerked him forward and sent Anne-Marie rocking backwards on her haunches.

“How about we dress her up in a uniform like mine and handcuff her before we let the guys have her?”

Eddie thought about that as Cyrene kept scratching her finger nails along his scrotum. Anne-Marie had stopped blowing him for a second, until a tug on her hair had set her in motion like a nodding clockwork doll again. He felt himself starting to come again and grinned happily. “Yeah, why not? And leave her bent over a executive chair for a good paddling before they guys start stripping her off. Is that a good idea or what?”

Joey laughed, knelt down behind Anne-Marie and put his hand up underneath her outstretched thighs. The other salesmen also got down and grabbed her tits again. Eddie began gasping with the beginning of his climax and Cyrene leaned around in front of him, french kissing as he jerked deeply into Anne-Marie’s mouth. In his mind was the feel of a wooden handle in his hand, the tennis table bat hovering over two chairs and two up-raised bottoms, both curvy female asses displayed between a raised skirt and lowered panties. Each pair of buttocks bore the reddened marks of the bat – one of them was Anne-Marie’s, the other was Cyrene’s – and both the girls were calling out his name as they writhed under his power, as he chose which one to punish and which to pleasure.

And that was exactly what he was going to do with both of them before he let Cyrene use the tape. Eddie chuckled to himself with glee as worked his tongue against Cyrene’s and shot his wad deep into Anne-Marie’s throat – boy, was he on a roll.