Back to Work....Back to Reality! (Life Changing Night Part 3)

This story continues from My Life Changing Night Part 2. I would recommend reading both of these parts before reading this story so you can get a better idea of who I was back in 1991 when this all took place.

As before, all I've written is 100% true, the dialogue is to the best of my memory.

The journey back from Derby with Jennifer was wonderful. We were both very flirty with each other and any atmosphere I may been concerned with after the last night didn't exist. I even got a goodbye kiss on the lips when she dropped me back home.

I couldn't wait to return to work on Monday morning and used the vibrator that Jennifer had given me at least four times on the rest of Saturday and Sunday, reliving the incredible experience in my head. Thoughts about how Jennifer and I would keep our 'affair' secret filled my head and I even remember thinking how I would suggest to Jennifer that we got in to work early and have our trysts in the upstairs executive bathroom before anyone else got in. I was concerned what would happen and how I would react if my sex life began and ended with that night in Derby. I know it's a cliche but Jennifer had genuinely awoken something in me that I needed and I didn't know what I would do if that was it. I was still a shy, reserved, young girl but I knew I would not allow myself to go back to being that pathetic little virgin wallflower.

This all made the events of Monday morning all the more frustrating. When I arrived I found Jennifer's movements for that week were already in my correspondence box informing me that she was working from home today and tomorrow and would not be in the office again until Wednesday. This in itself was not unusual and working from home was very normal for all of the partners but it didn't normally follow a weekend where I had licked the bosses arsehole while she fucked me with a vibrator, so understandably I was more than a bit annoyed.

I had no contact from Jennifer until Tuesday morning, when the receptionist put her through to me. My heart fluttered as I said hello, but Jennifer spoke as though she had someone important with her and she couldn't talk freely. The conversation was entirely professional and was simply to inform me that Sarah, a secretary who worked for another Partner, Karen, had left unexpectedly and her workload would need to be shared out in the short term. Obviously I accepted this and within ten minutes, two of Karen's case files were put on my desk. Once I'd put the phone down to Jennifer, my concerns about my 'affair' being over seemed more realistic than ever and I have to admit to going to the bathroom to dry the tears in my eyes.

Taking some of Karen's case files did nothing to lighten my mood, but the cases were very straight forward and I could easily sort through them in a couple of lunch hours. That same afternoon, the internal phone rang for me with Karen's light flashing for me to pick up. I answered and Karen told me in her usual brash, bordering on rude, manner, that one of the cases had been brought forward by two weeks and the files would need to be prepared for court urgently. I told her it was no problem and I would work late that evening and cover it. Karen replied that she would be working late so bring the files to her office later and we could go through them.

This was topping off an incredibly shit start to the week. Karen was a complete hard nosed bitch, who couldn't keep a secretary for more than six months and what had initially looked like a couple of easy cases, were now causing me to stay late with the obnoxious cow! It would be fair to say that as I knocked on her office door at 5.30pm, I was less than happy.

Karen was sat at her oval meeting table in the middle of the room, with paper strewn across it. She was on the phone and beckoned me in like a lady might beckon her maid. She gestured for me to sit down, put the phone down and we set to work. My job was simply to ensure all the files were in the correct format for the court and the all relevant documents had been signed and procedures followed. We had been going through the files for almost an hour, when Karen suddenly realised that the court date was next week and not this week, it had only been brought forward by a week!

Inside I would have been thinking what a stupid fucking cow she was but I simply smiled politely.

"No problem, I'll go back to sorting through these in my lunch hour" I said.

"I'm so sorry Debbie", Karen said. "That lazy cow Sarah has really left me in the lurch"

"It's not a problem, really" I told her.

"Stay and have a glass of wine with me" Karen said. "It's the least I can do".

Karen walked towards the mini fridge that sat on the sideboard in the corner of the room.

"Honestly, there's no need, I should probably be going" I told her. I really just wanted to get out of the building and get some time with my own thoughts.

"Maybe if I had some Champagne, you might stay" Karen said, turning to look at me.

"It might help, maybe?" She said, fixing her eyes directly on mine.

I shook my head, confused.

"I'm sorry, help what" I asked.

Karen walked towards me and sat against the table, slightly to the side of me.

"Help, loosen you up" Karen replied and put my glass of wine down.

"I think I should probably go" I said quickly and got up to leave.

Karen put her hand on my shoulder and with some slight pressure pushed me back down into my seat. She swung her leg across my lap so she was now sat on the table directly in front of me with a leg resting on each side of my chair. Her skirt had ridden up slightly and I could see stocking tops just beneath her hem line. I'd never seen anyone wearing stockings before and it intrigued me. I realised I was looking and immediately looked back up at Karen, who was looking straight at me.

"It went well in Derby then?" she asked.

"I think so" I spluttered nervously. "I wasn't needed in the meeting, so you'd have to speak to Jennifer about it" I continued.

"Oh I have spoken to Jennifer about IT" she said emphasizing the last word. "She gave me all the specific details" and with that she brought her hand up to my face and stroked my cheek.

I immediately moved my face away and went to get up again. Again, Karen pushed me back down and leaned forward from the table.

"Me and Jennifer are similar in some ways" she told me. "We have a lot in common, do you understand what I mean" she asked.

"I think so" I answered.

Karen leaned back, keeping her legs either side of the table.

"Jennifer likes girls" she laughed "but you know that" Karen laughed again.

"So do I, but I also like men" she told me.

Karen put her hands on the tops of my arms and stroked them as she continued.

"Jennifer is a romantic, I am not" she told me. "If I see something I want, I just want to have it" Karen said and with that she put one of her hands firmly around my neck. Not hurting but not exactly softly either. Her other hand came up to my chest and groped my breast through my blouse.

"You can leave whenever you want" Karen told me, "or you can stay"

Karen pulled at my nipple and even through my blouse and bra, I could still feel the sharp pain in my breast and the tingling sensation in my pussy.

Karen pulled my head down so I was once again staring between her legs. "Would you like to see more" she asked. "Would you like to see further up" she asked again.

I nodded, I did want to. I obviously knew that I was here because Jennifer had told Karen what we had done and had maybe even told her that I would do anything, they'd probably even laughed at me. But I still wanted to see more.

Karen took her hands from me and lifting her bum from the table, pulled her skirt further up until I could see her stockings, suspenders and knickers. Karen took my hand and keeping it in hers, she put it between her legs and rubbed my fingers over the crotch of her knickers. The material was so smooth and I could feel the heat from her pussy beneath it. Karen wrapped my fingers over the edge and pulled my hands to one side, exposing her beautiful cunt to me.

"Do you want to touch it?" Karen asked.

"Do you want to taste it? She asked again, giving me no time to answer.

"Do you want to carry on Debbie, or do you want to leave" she asked, pausing this time.

"I want to carry on please" I answered meekly.

Karen leaned fully back on the table and pulled her knickers fully to one side.

I leaned forward in my chair, Karen's bum was on the edge of the table and she rested a leg on each of my shoulders. Her pussy was inches from my face and I could smell her aroma.

Tentatively, I touched it with one finger, I remembered what Jennifer had asked for and I brought two fingers up and rubbed them against Karen's opening. Karen murmured and I continued rubbing my fingers over her swollen lips before pushing them into her wet opening. Karen sighed loudly as I leaned forward more and brought a kiss down onto her clit.

Jennifer had spent time teaching me to bring her to an orgasm on the Saturday morning before we had left and I gently nibbled at Karen's clit, which caused her to push down onto my fingers.

I licked Karen's clit firmly with the flat part of my tongue and she arched her back. I then began sucking on her engorged clit as I fucked her hard with my fingers. I could feel my own pussy getting wet beneath my skirt and as much as I wanted to touch myself, I wanted to impress Karen the way I had seemingly done with Jennifer.

Karen was moaning loudly begging me to fuck her harder. I needed to change hands for what I had in mind, so I removed my fingers and sucked harder on Karen's clit as I replaced my fingers with three from my left hand, allowing my thumb to rub her anus.

"Oh fuck" Karen immediately exhaled. She pushed down against my hand.

I took that as an invitation and as I fucked her with my three fingers, I pushed my thumb into her tight arsehole.

Karen shouted out, "Oh god, you dirty bitch" and she came loudly and violently on my mouth, thrashing about on the table, pushing her legs down onto my fingers.

I only moved myself away from her pussy when she sat up and pulled my head away.

I leaned back in the chair and as Karen sat up, I could see her white blouse was almost transparent with sweat over her breasts.

"Jen was right Debbie, you are fucking amazing" Karen said, still gasping for air.

I didn't say anything and just looked a the her, she was a very sexy lady, but I didn't feel any of the sense of pleasure, warmth or love that I had felt with Jennifer.

I think that it was this experience that made me harder as a person. I realised that I'd been used, as much by Jennifer as now by Karen. They had both taken advantage of a situation, Jennifer probably more so. At least Karen was honest about her intentions, Jennifer had obviously seduced me and had then told Karen all about it.

I didn't know how this was going to work out, I didn't really know what was going on. I would be seeing Jennifer tomorrow and no doubt, Karen will tell her about this.

As I lay in bed that night, I remember thinking that neither of these women would give me the love or even friendship I might require. That was probably something I was going to have to get for myself and probably elsewhere. But they were giving my something I had not experienced before so perhaps I was using them as much as they were using me and maybe I could find a way to make it work.