It was as hard as a rock, and she was out to make it even harder than that. She undid my pants, and they fell to the floor. Let's just say, she liked ...hat she saw. She just looked at it, and then looked at me. She was smiling, and then she grabbed onto it. She stroked it, and then I wrapped my arms around her. We fell onto the bed, and we made out for another minute. After she restored my confidence a little bit, she flipped onto her back. She slowly took off her sexy top and skirt. She was. In a fog, Andy sat on the bed, trying to get his mind around what was happening. The only thing perfectly clear at the moment was that his cock was so hard it hurt. Almost absentmindedly, he ran his fingers over it. He was jerked to sudden awareness by the telltale tightness starting behind his scrotum. Impossible! No one could come just from that!He would never know if he would have come from that minimal touching. Once the feeling started, his hand took over all on its own, pumping his shaft. I went straight to the bathroom and started to pee. With a second the two women entered saying they could not hold it. I finished and before I could get my junk put away the blonde pushed past me and lifted her skirt and plopped down on the pot. She peed forever, then she stood up giving me a great shot of her beaver, then she dropped to the floor onto her back with her beaver exposed. The redhead hit the can next. As she peed the blonde told me that I better get some of her pussy before she. There was no time to waste, in the next few days; it was not difficult to get her in my branch during biannual shuffling of staff. So, when she entered the office and saw me, she was stunned as I had not told her that I too had worked in the same company. When she asked me why, I brought out the ideals of professionalism and tried to show I was not anyway interested in her (I told you, I was a bit hesitant and shy). But yes, I had started wearing tighter underwear to hide my hard shaft. Her.