David watched Sarah as she placed some paperwork on his desk. He admired her slim body, his eyes lingering on the hint of cleavage she had showing. Her blouse and suit jacket hid the shape of her DD breasts but David could remember every detail; the firm flesh, the smooth alabaster surround to those beautiful dark pink nipples - just thinking about them made his cock stir. She smiled at him as she turned to leave his office and he watched her ass as she left. He shook his head in an attempt to return his focus back to his work. He was expecting a client shortly and had to prepare for the meeting.
As Sarah glanced out the window she noticed a silver Mercedes pull into the firm's car park. She recognised the car; it belonged to Mark Phillips, David's old friend and client. She liked it when Mark came to the office, David was always in a good mood afterwards. There was something about the man that she liked but she couldn't put her finger on what it was exactly. She quickly checked her reflection in the hand mirror that she kept in her desk drawer and adjusted her blouse, ensuring that 'the girls' looked good.
"Hi Sarah. How are you?"
"I'm very good thanks Mark. I'll just see if David's ready", she felt her cheeks flushing as she pressed the button to ring through to his office.
"David, Mark Phillips is here...okay, I'll send him in", she looked up at Mark and smiled brightly, "you can go ahead to his office".
"Thanks for your help, a pleasure as always Miss", he winked at her and headed for his accountant's personal office.
Mark made his way to David's office, a small smile playing on his lips. He did love to see that girl blush as she spoke to him.
The two men had a quick catch up as they'd not seen each other for a couple of weeks. They went over the business that they needed to and then reverted back to guy banter. They were discussing the virtues of some of the female staff at the firm when David had an idea. David called Sarah and asked her to bring a note pad with her.
"I just need you to do some note taking for a few minutes", Sarah arrived a couple of minutes later.
"There aren't enough chairs unfortunately, here just come sit on my knee", David tapped his knee for her to sit.
"Very funny David", she laughed and shook her head at Mark.
"It's ok, Mark's one of my oldest friends...he knows everything about me", he gave Sarah a meaningful look which seemed to appease her because she perched herself on the end of his knee, pen and writing pad in hand.
David placed his hands on Sarah's knees and, as he and Mark discussed business and Sarah made copious notes, his hands slowly made their way up her legs. His hands midway up her thighs he pulled at them gently, indicating that she should part her legs. The flow of his sentences didn't falter as her thighs fought against his hands. She stopped writing and looked at David, her eyes asking him what the hell he was playing at. He gave her one firm nod and continued his discussion with Mark, his hands pulling at her thighs again. She parted them reluctantly and focused her full attention on taking down the notes. She knew full well that as soon as Mark's eyes looked up from the file he had resting in his lap he would have a perfect view of her parted legs, stocking tops and underwear too. David's hands travelled to the tops of Sarah's inner thighs, his fingers stroked the soft skin at he creases where her underwear met the very top of her inner leg. She became aware that Mark had noticed this when he stopped mid-sentence. She glanced up from her note pad and saw him staring at her lap, her damp underwear on display.
She'd removed her suit jacket before going to David's office. His hands moved from between her legs and glided slowly up the front of her body, up between arms and to the top button fastened at her chest. Whilst explaining to Mark that the projections for the coming quarter were a worry he unfastened the first button. She stopped breathing, waiting to see how the man sat opposite would react. She let out her breath and relaxed very slightly when he continued to watch, no evidence of any offence being taken etched on his face. She was almost certain she saw lustful eyes behind those designer frames.
Mark couldn't believe his eyes, he watched with great interest as his friend unwrapped the gorgeous package just across the desk from him. She was blushing again - he loved that. He also loved the view of her white knickers between her long tanned thighs. He shifted uncomfortably as his cock strained against his trousers. David had unbuttoned her blouse all the way down to the waistband of her skirt and pulled it down over her shoulders. Her breasts looked amazing cradled in the white lace balconette bra. Her tanned skin a delicious contrast to the bright white he thought.
David took the note pad from Sarah and tossed it on the floor. He took her left hand and placed it on his crotch. Her hand remained frozen there whilst he unhooked her bra at the back and pulled the straps down to join her blouse at her elbows. Her tanned nipples stiffened further on contact with the cooler air in the office. He cradled one breast, massaging it as his other hand returned to between her legs. She turned her head and rested it in the crook of David's neck hiding her face from Mark - she felt more than a little self conscious. David rubbed the crotch of her underwear, the dampness there a tell tale sign that she was into the display. Her hand moving over his crotch was another sure sign that she was willing to continue. She parted her legs further and pressed her pussy closer against David's hand. The movement of her hand over his cock told him that she was ready to take things a step further.
Time was getting on a bit and David had another appointment in half an Hour. He told Sarah to stand and he got out of his chair. He bent her over his desk so that she was staring straight at Mark's chest, her head inches away from him. He pulled her knickers down to her mid-thigh and explored her pussy with his fingers. She gasped as his fingers ran over her clit.
"You seem to be enjoying yourself more than usual today Sarah judging by how wet you are. Does that have anything to do with Mark being here?" He laughed and slapped her ass playfully. Sarah recognised the sound of a zipper moments before the tip of David's cock nudged between the lips of her pussy. As he pushed himself inside her she glanced at Mark's lap then looked up at his face.
"That looks uncomfortable, can I help you with it?"
Mark grinned like the cat that got the cream and stood to unfasten his belt. He moved toward Sarah and she pulled his boxers down to reveal his cock. She took it in one hand and brought it straight to her mouth.
David had a hold of Sarah's hips and was thrusting in and out of her in long hard movements.
Sarah couldn't believe she was at work in the middle of the day, bent over a desk getting fucked by two men. As she felt Mark's hands grip her hair at the back of her head she sank her mouth further onto his length, taking him deep. She moaned on his cock as David played with her clit and fucked her steadfastly. The small room was filled with sex, the heat, the sounds; breathing getting quicker, Sarah's sounds of pleasure muffled by the hard cock invading the back of her throat as Mark took control and forced himself further inside her. David's thrusts picked up speed, Sarah was being knocked from both ends and she absolutely loved it. She gripped the edge of the desk tightly as she began to cum, David's fingers still worked her clit relentlessly. Then, as though planned, both men almost simultaneously paused. David pulled his cock out of her pussy quickly, she felt his hot cum land on her ass cheek as Mark's cock twitched and swelled in her mouth before filling her throat with his own.
Later at her desk Sarah scanned David's calendar looking for his next appointment with Mark and hoped for a repeat performance.
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