Jamie sat across from Bianca in her office. Bianca was a fellow team manager, the same grade as Jamie, and their teams worked alongside each other, so Jamie worked closely with Bianca quite often. Jamie got on well with her, and they also confided in each other a lot. They were discussing the final arrangements for a celebratory day out planned for the next day. The department had just won a huge new client; that was a major coup for the company, and senior management had very kindly said that they could arrange something to celebrate and thank the teams that had pulled it off. The budget they had given allowed them to have a day out on the legendary Belmond British Pullman train, the same company that owned and operated The Orient Express. The Pullman had several day trips departing from London Victoria Station, and they had opted for the tour around the Kent countryside, with a gourmet 3-course lunch and all-inclusive drinks.
"Do we have the final seating plan for tomorrow?" Jamie asked.
"Pippa is just finalising it; she should have it shortly," Bianca assured Jamie. "I have asked her to seat me and you, along with her and Monika, together in one of the private booth tables."
Bianca was aware that Jamie was seeing Monika; it was known among several people in the office now, although not everyone knew of the things they got up to, and had got up to with some staff in the office. There were rumours, of course, that people had heard, and Jamie thought some people had seen them emerge from meeting rooms with other staff before and had put 2 and 2 together. Bianca knew about what Monika and Jamie did to entertain themselves, because Jamie had spoken to her about it before. She knew Jamie had fancied Monika as soon as she joined the department.
"Oh great, thanks. That should be nice and cosy!"
The office door opened, and Pippa walked in. Beautiful, sweet, polite, posh Pippa. Bianca's PA. Her pencil skirts, stockings and sloaney vowels when she spoke got a lot of attention in the office. No more so than from Bianca. Ever since Pippa had walked into that job interview, nervous and impossibly pretty. Her posh accent and perfect posture were everything Bianca found irresistible. She hired her on the spot and had spent the last few months lusting after her.
"I have the final seating plan for you, Bianca, as promised!" Pippa smiled at her boss as she handed the paper, which Bianca took from her. Pippa turned and spotted Jamie. "Oh hi, Jamie! We are sitting with you and Monika tomorrow. I am so looking forward to it; I love an opportunity to get all dressed up. It looks so lovely!" she gushed, her eyes lighting up.
"Yes, I was lucky enough to go on the Pullman some years ago; it is very nice," Jamie assured her as she turned to leave back to her desk, Bianca's eyes following her as she did.
Bianca turned and saw Jamie watching her watching Pippa. "What?!" she said, smiling wickedly.
"Eyes back in!" Jamie laughed. "I wonder if the lovely Pippy knows that her female boss fantasises about her daily? I am sure she will dress beautifully on the train tomorrow!"
"Oh, stop it! I can't! She dresses immaculately at work, so I can only imagine how pretty she will look tomorrow," Bianca said, picturing it in her head. "I am quite looking forward to the bottomless Champagne on the train tomorrow; maybe we can loosen young Pippa up a bit?"
"Wouldn't that be nice! If you manage it, I would be interested to see what happens!"
"Well, a day out seems the best time for it; unlike some people, I don't fuck whilst in the office!" she said, with a wink.
Jamie smiled back, before heading back to the office. "See you later, Bee."
The next day, in the taxi to Victoria Station, Jamie sat with his Queen, Monika, who looked dazzling. A figure-hugging black dress to just above her knees, her blonde hair falling in waves below her shoulders, and her signature Black Louboutin shoes. Jamie told her that they would be sitting together with Bianca and Pippa in a private booth and that he thought Bianca might try to seduce her young PA during the journey.
"Mmmm, she has a beautiful one there," Monika said in appreciation of Pippa. "She is such a lucky bitch having that hottie working for her all day. She always looks gorgeous; don't think I haven't seen you looking!" she teased.
"Well, I did say to Bianca that if she manages to get Pip to loosen up, I would be interested to see what happens."
Monika reached over and rested her hand on Jamie's crotch, running her hand along it. "Well darling, you and me both."
They all met at the Platform, the train looking splendid, and Bianca and Pippa looking even better. Bianca greeted Jamie and Monika, slithering over in a deep emerald green dress, long down to her ankles, with a daring thigh slit. Her ample breasts heaving at the bust of it. Jamie looked over at Pippa; her pink dress was lovely, and her tan nylons made her legs look great, her long black hair looking shiny. The pink dress almost made her look innocent and prudish, but it was tight enough for Jamie to make out what he was almost certain were garter straps underneath it.
"Pippy, you look lovely!" Jamie called across to her.
"Oh, doesn't she!" Bianca chimed in. "I was just telling her she looks stunning," she continued, beaming at her PA.
"Oh, stop it, you will give me a big head!" Pippa said, blushing. "You look nice too, Jamie, I love your suit, a 3 piece suit always looks good on a man." She spotted Monika behind Jamie. "Oh, Monika, hello! You look amazing!"
"Thank you, darling," Monika purred, her eyes almost predatory as she looked Pippa up and down.
"Oh my gosh, I love this," Pippa said, excitedly looking at the train. "It's all so elegant." They were directed to board.
"It should do; it used to transport royalty," Jamie told her. They stepped into their carriage, Minerva, decorated in Edwardian-style marquetry. The rest of the team spread over various other carriages, as they had not been able to get an entire one to themselves.
A couple of hours into the journey, the Pullman glided through the countryside. In their private booth, the clink of the champagne flutes and the silverware on the table mingled with the clatter of the wheels of the train on the rails. Bianca was in her chair, next to Pippa, with Jamie and Monika sitting across from them. Pippa had a flush creeping up her neck, that suggested the champagne was doing its work.
"Another glass, darling?" Bianca said, reaching across, her fingers brushing Pippa's as she topped up her flute.
"Oh gosh, I really shouldn't; it's not even noon!" Pippa giggled, but allowed Bianca to top her up anyway.
"Nonsense, it's a celebration, and you played a big part in the reason for the celebration," Jamie said to her.
"Oh, don't be silly, I am just Bianca's PA; the team worked so hard to get the job done."
Bianca watched Pippa take another sip, her lips parting against the crystal rim of the glass. "Don't be silly, Pip, you are not 'just' a PA. I couldn't have done it without you; I wouldn't have known what meeting was happening or when if you had not been expertly organising," she told her.
"Thank you, I am glad that I was some help to you," Pippa sheepishly smiled back.
"You know," Bianca said, letting her bare calf brush against Pippa's stockinged leg under the table. "I have been thinking of giving you a raise. With the new contract, it's in the budget, and you have been wonderful."
Pippa's eyes widened. "Oh my goodness! Really!?"
“Really," Bianca nodded, her hand finding Pippa's thigh under the table, giving it a gentle squeeze, which Pippa didn't seem to mind. "You have been indispensable; I don't know what I would have done without you."
Jamie caught Bianca's eye across the table and gave her a nod of understanding. He had his hand cupped on Monika's thigh next to him, as they both watched what was going on.
"You are being very....generous Bianca," Pippa said. She was on her fourth glass now, and the tipsy flush was spreading down the pale skin of her neck. "I hope I am able to show my appreciation in some way!" she continued, not knowing that that was exactly what Bianca was hoping for.
Bianca smiled at her, then stood up. "I need to freshen up. The bathroom on the train is absolutely beautiful, all marble and mahogany. Come with me? Like girls do!" Bianca said to her young PA, holding out her hand.
Pippa giggled again as she got out of her seat. "Of course, Yay! Girl time!" she said, laughing as she and Bianca headed down the aisle of the carriage toward the bathroom.
The bathroom was indeed a luxurious, spacious compartment, with a large gold-framed mirror above the sink and a velvet-covered bench along one wall. After reapplying her make-up, Pippa leaned back against the counter, still giggling. "Oh gosh, I think I have had a bit too much champagne...but I do love the bubbles!"
"Shh, darling." Bianca pressed close, her hands finding Pippa's hips. "You are fine, just relax." She caught Pippa's lips in a soft kiss. For a moment, Pippa went still, and a small surprised sound escaped her. But then she slowly relaxed, allowing Bianca to kiss her.
She suddenly pulled away. "Bianca...what are we..."
But her protest was cut off as Bianca kissed her again. "I have wanted this for so long," Bianca murmured against Pippa's mouth. "Wanted you, Pip. All those days watching you bend over your desk, those lovely skirts, that perfect little arse."
"I don't....we shouldn't..." she tried to protest, but her body betrayed her thoughts, her hips grinding instinctively against Bianca's thigh. "Really? You have wanted to kiss me all this time?"
"Not just kiss you, Pip, I have wanted you," Bianca said as she turned Pippa around, pressing her front against the marble countertop. Her hands ran up the back of Pippa's thighs, finding the hem of her dress. "Bend over, darling." Her hands trembled as she gripped the counter, arching her back as Bianca slowly pushed her dress up, revealing the top of her stockings, her garter straps and the tiny lace panties covering her pert bottom. "Beautiful," Bianca breathed. "So beautiful," she said as she planted a gentle kiss on the soft skin of Pippa's buttock and hooked her fingers along the edge of Pippa's panties, pulling them down, letting them fall around her ankles.
Pippa, lost in a haze of the champagne and the shock of finding out her boss had been craving her all this time, found herself enjoying the attention. "Please, Bianca..." she said, her words no more than a whimper.
Bianca crouched down and spread Pippa's cheeks and found her slick lips, already wet and glistening. She stroked her pussy, making Pippa shiver as she did. She circled her swollen clit, and looked longingly and lustfully at the prize she had wanted for so long. Leaning in, she gently licked at Pippa's folds. Pippa cried out as her hips bucked backwards. "Mmm, you taste so divine, Pippy," Bianca said between licks. "I knew you would do. I adore this; I could stay here all day." With her free hand, Bianca fished in her handbag for her phone and fired off a message.
His phone buzzed in his pocket. Jamie looked at the screen and smiled, showing the message from Bianca to Monika: I have managed it! Come and join Pippa and me in the bathroom. Bring Monika if she wants to join us too.
"Well, I am game if you are," Monika purred in her sultry Latvian accent, which was all the encouragement Jamie needed.
They quickly made their way down the carriage to the bathroom, and Jamie knocked and quietly said Bianca's name. She opened the door, and Jamie and Monika stepped in, closing and locking the door behind them. They watched as Bianca re-took her position and they surveyed the scene. Pippa bent over the countertop, her bottom bare, Bianca crouching behind her, her tongue buried in the girl's cunt.
Pippa, lost in pleasure, then realised that more people were in the room. "Oh goodness! Oh, what must you think of me?" she said, almost apologetically, seeing Jamie and Monika.
"It's ok, darling," Monika said. "Don't stop on our account; you keep enjoying yourself."
Bianca continued eating away at Pippa's soaking wet snatch, making her moan and forget herself again. Bianca pulled away briefly. "It's ok, Pip. I asked them to join us; they are grateful for all your efforts as well. We all wanted to thank you." She then turned to Jamie. "Come here, Jamie, I want you to see her properly. Her pussy is so pretty and immaculate; I knew she would be! Come and taste her; she is divine."
Monika pushed Jamie forward, not that he needed encouragement. He stepped towards them and crouched down next to Bianca. She was right; Pippa's pussy was perfectly kept, a neat little triangle of dark pubic hair, and the most beautiful pussy lips, that were wet and glistening. He leaned in and tasted her. She was delicious. He ran his hands along her soft, silky leg as he ate her pussy.
"Oh my gosh! Oh goodness... that feels so nice!" Pippa moaned as Jamie lapped at her whilst Bianca fingered her clit.
Monika strutted over, taking great interest. "Oh, her cunt is beautiful!" she exclaimed, and Bianca smiled and nodded in agreement. "May I?" she asked.
"Oh, by all means, my love," Jamie said, stepping aside so Monika could take over.
She took hold of Pippa's hips and crouched to get in position. "Oh, you are drooling, Pippa; let me taste it," she said, leaning in to suck the juices dripping from Pippa, sucking the flesh of her inner labia into her mouth as she did.
Pippa came. Hard. The combined effort of being eaten out by the three of them, and Bianca's continuous stimulation of her clit sent her over the edge. "Oh goodness! Oh my! Oh ohhh!" she moaned as her body trembled in orgasm.
Bianca could see the strain in Jamie's trousers. "I think you should fuck her," she said. Jamie nodded. She leaned in to whisper in Pippa's ear. "Would you like that, Pippy? Would you like him to fuck you?"
Pippa moaned incoherently, her fingers clawing at the countertop. "Yes! Yes please..."
Bianca looked over at Monika. "You don't mind, do you? If he has sex with her," she checked.
"Of course not, I thought that was why we are here!" Monika replied. "Let me make sure he is ready," she said, kneeling in front of Jamie, unzipping his trousers to free his cock, taking him in her mouth. Her lips stretched around his length as she ran her mouth up and down him. "You will enjoy this, Pippa," she assured her as she stroked him with her beautiful hand.
Pippa moaned and nodded, her pussy still soaking from her climax and in anticipation of what was to come. As Bianca saw Monika preparing Jamie, she got back in between Pippa's legs and greedily licked and sucked her pussy, making sure she was ready to be filled.
"Is he ready, Monika?" Bianca checked.
“The hardest he could possibly be,” Monika confirmed, standing up and leading Jamie by the cock, over to Pippa, who was bending over like an offering.
Bianca made sure that Pippa's thighs were sufficiently parted, granting him access and watched as Monika guided him to Pippa's soaked entrance. Pippa gasped as she felt the head probe at her hole and pushed her bottom backwards, seeking him. Jamie pushed forward in one smooth motion, burying himself inside Pippa's perfect, welcoming cunt.
She let out a sharp cry that turned into a low moan as he began to thrust inside her.
"Oh god, she feels so amazing," Jamie said, to nobody in particular.
"Harder," Pippa begged, her voice almost unrecognisable in its urgency. "Please, please I'm going to...oh..."
"Do it," Bianca urged her. "Cum for us again, Pippy."
Pippa shattered with a long cry, orgasming hard, her body convulsed around his cock. She sounded so beautiful when she moaned and gasped; it was a sound that Jamie would not be able to get out of his head the next time he saw her in the office.
Monika stood behind him, holding his hips, guiding his thrusts into Pippa, as he fucked her through the waves of her orgasm. She reached under him and massaged his balls, rolling them in her hand. The feeling of it, coupled with his cock stroking the walls of Pippa's pussy, and the exquisite sounds she made as she climaxed, sent him to the edge. Monika could feel his balls tighten as he emptied himself inside Pippa, and she watched Pippa's arse quivering at the force of the shared climax. He groaned deeply as his cum filled Pippa’s grateful pussy.
Jamie pulled his cock out of her, a filthy squelch as it slid from her hole. A trickle of semen dripped down her thigh, towards her stocking top. Bianca was on it in a flash, licking up the mess and then lapping at Pippa's soaked slit, tasting her juices mixed with his cum. Monika took his cock in her mouth, coaxing the last bits of cum from it, and tasting Pippa on him.
Bianca stood up, wiping her mouth with her hand, grinning like a Cheshire cat. Pippa stood up straight and pulled her knickers up, looking absolutely debauched, but glowing and satisfied at the same time. She put her hand up to her mouth, trying to stifle a giggle as they all looked at each other.
"We should get back to the table; the waiters will be wondering where the hell we are!" Bianca laughed.
They piled out of the bathroom and headed back to the booth, taking their seats opposite each other again as if nothing had happened. "That was a great meeting," Jamie said, breaking the silence. "Hopefully we can all have some more productive meetings at work soon?" he suggested. Monika squeezed his leg in approval, Pippa's cheeks flushed as she nodded in agreement.
A waiter appeared at the booth door. "More champagne?" he asked.
"Oh yes please," Pippa said. "I didn't realise how much I liked Champagne!"
The four of them clinked their glasses and toasted the afternoon's success.
