Another dull day in our sterile, corporate office was driving me to the edge of madness. I was exchanging messages with my Queen, Monika, whose desk was on the other side of the office from me, and she asked if I had any thoughts on who our next target could be for a little bit of play. I had a few thoughts, but wasn't sure how we would hook them. Freya was easy; I already had that arrangement in place with her, and she was happy to have Monika join us. But for others, I needed a hook.
Later that afternoon, I was in the kitchen area of our floor, making a coffee and half-listening to a conversation between Rachael, a young woman from my team and Rebecca, who worked alongside us, but not quite in the same department. I liked Rachael. She was good fun, always up for a laugh and a joke to help the hours pass and was quite witty and sassy- just fun to be around. However, she had not been her usual self recently.
"Honestly," she said to Rebecca as she stirred her tea, "I don't know what his problem is recently; he barely even comes near me." Rachael sounded frustrated.
"Mmm-hmm," Rebecca hummed, sounding sympathetic. "Maybe he is stressed?" she followed, trying to be helpful.
"Maybe," Rachael replied, but her tone suggested she knew that wasn't it. "It's like he is avoiding me."
"Have you asked him what's wrong?" Rebecca enquired.
"Of course I have!" Rachael said, immediately looking apologetic for snapping. "He says there is nothing wrong, which only winds me up more."
I tried to keep my expression neutral, to not make it obvious I was listening. They hadn't really noticed me, so they spoke freely. I opened the fridge to grab the milk.
"It's just really frustrating," Rachael sighed, rubbing her forehead. "Feeling like you are reaching out and they pull further away."
I closed the fridge door, louder than I really needed to. Rebecca looked round and smiled at me, raising her eyes in a 'what can you do?' sort of gesture towards Rachael, who hadn't looked up and was just staring at her tea.
"Afternoon," I said, trying to keep the tone light. Rachael was one of the team that I was the Team Leader for, so I wanted her to know I cared. "You alright?" I asked.
Rachael smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. "Yeah, just tired," she said, unconvincingly. She started to walk back to her desk, saying to Rebecca as she left, "I just wish he would at least act like he even wants to be around me."
She paused and glanced towards me, thinking she had said too much.
"Anyway," she said, trying to brush it off. "Ignore me, I am just being overdramatic."
I knew what Rachael was talking about. I didn't need to ignore her. Rachael wasn't imagining her husband's indifference and recent hesitation. But it probably wasn't my place to say.
Later, I stopped by Rachael's desk, just as she spilled a box of paperclips all over the table and looked like she wanted to throw the laptop on the floor.
"Leave them; I will get them," I said, starting to scoop the paperclips into my hand. "Are you sure you are alright?"
"I am fine. Just... irritated."
I raised an eyebrow. "Work irritated, or life irritated?" If it's work, that's what I am here for. If it's life... you can talk to me about that too; I hope you know that.”
"Yes, I do. Thank you," she replied. "Life... well, both; everything feels like too much recently."
"Rough week?" I asked.
"You could say that. He is doing that thing again."
He, being Rachael's husband, Neil. "What thing?" I asked, knowing what the thing was.
"The avoiding me thing. He won't come near me, won't even sit next to me on the sofa."
"Did something happen?" I asked.
"No... he is just being overly cautious. Overly careful. I have told him that he doesn't need to be, that I am fine and I am not made of glass and won't break," she said, letting her frustration show.
"Have you said anything to him?"
"Of course," she replied, sounding exasperated. "He just says that he doesn't want to risk anything." She mocked the phrase with inverted commas as she said it. "Risk what?? I am fine!"
She shifted uncomfortably in her chair in the way she had a lot recently. I didn't comment. She knew why he was being distant, and she didn't need me to say it.
She let out a frustrated groan. "I just want him to stop treating me like I am delicate. I'm not delicate, I'm just... Forget it, I am ranting."
"It's ok to rant; you can to me whenever you need to."
She smiled back. "Thanks. I need to, or I will explode! It's just annoying when you spend a lot of time trying to fight off advances every night, and you can't keep saying you have a headache. Now when I want him to touch me, basically pleading with him to touch me, he won't! I understand how lots of married guys feel now!" she laughed as she turned back to her screen. I put a comforting hand on her shoulder, which made her shiver slightly as I turned away and went back to my desk.
The following day, I managed to get a moment with Monika in a quiet corridor. Nobody in the office really knew we were an item now, let alone what we got up to. I pulled her in for a stolen kiss, grabbing her waist and enjoying the feel of her hips. I leaned in close. "I have a new target in mind, an unusual one, maybe."
She looked intrigued. Her hand brushed my arm. "Oh... do tell!"
"Rachael, from my team. I am not sure if you know her very well," I said, knowing that, being in a different team, Monika potentially hadn't encountered Rachael much, if at all. "She is everything we crave. She is blonde, pretty, sassy, good fun. But there is a twist," I said, letting the word hang. "She is 7 months pregnant."
Monika laughed, and her hand ran up my chest. "Oh, darling! That's not a twist; that is a delightful challenge!" she purred, seeming like she approved of my idea. "I know her a little. I have heard her talking in the break room, venting about her raging hormones. She is aching with need, and her husband won't touch her in her condition; she must be climbing the walls!"
I agreed. "Yes, she was complaining to me about it yesterday. She might be willing, because she is absolutely aching for it!"
"Exactly! She has no release, just pent-up tension... I am sure we can fix that for her. I love it!" Monika was almost licking her lips in anticipation. "If you can persuade her, I am in!"
I returned to my desk and started drafting a teasing email to Rachael: I know why you are as frustrated as you are, Rach. I might be your leader, and a man, but I am perfectly aware of your unmet needs. I have heard you talking about it in the kitchen. Those hormones have you on edge, which is not good for work performance, at the very least. You sound like you need a proper servicing, and it's criminal that Neil is not stepping up. A friend and I can change that... discreetly, of course.
I hit send and looked over my laptop screen towards Rachael's desk, waiting for her to receive the email in her inbox. It seemed to take ages, but suddenly her eyes widened as she read my message. She looked shocked, as she glanced around to make sure nobody else had seen her screen. Then her eyes brightened as she started smiling slightly and glanced over to me. She started typing: Tell me when and where?
I couldn’t believe she was agreeing so quickly. 2 pm today, meeting room 7, I typed back. She nodded sheepishly to me, which I took to be her agreement. I wasn't sure if she would show, but at least the possibility was there. I messaged Monika to tell her the good news. She is up for it; she is going to meet us at 2 pm.
Excellent news, Darling! See you there a bit before that xx, she replied.
I met Monika in the meeting room and closed the door behind me. I had booked the room and changed the sign on the door to 'Meeting in Progress' so nobody would disturb us. Monika was perched on the edge of the table. I sat in a chair next to the table, and she extended a leg across my lap. I instinctively reached for her soft ankles, running my hand along the fabric of her nylons, tracing the skin just above the shiny patent leather of her Louboutins.
"Excited?" she purred at me.
"Very!" I replied. "Hopefully she does go through with it and shows up."
"Well, yes, but if she chickens out, I will be sorry for her, but we still have the room to ourselves if she does," Monika said, running her foot against my crotch, feeling me stirring.
Suddenly, a soft knock at the door sounded, and it tentatively opened. Rachael waddled in. Her pregnant frame was unmistakable. Her swollen belly was straining against a simple white T-Shirt. A denim skirt fell past her knees, revealing smooth bare legs that ended in comfortable Converse trainers. Practical, given her condition, but no less alluring.
"Come in, Rachael," Monika warmly invited. "Come and join us," she said, gesturing to the chair next to mine.
Rachael hesitated slightly, but she was so horny by this point that she took a step forward to come and sit with us. She hadn't been sure if I had been serious about this, and she wasn't sure what to make of it when I had said a 'friend' and I would help her. She now realised it was Monika, the sexy Latvian woman from the International Investments team. She had never been with a woman before, but with her hormones making her as aroused as she was, she began to think that she would be satisfied by being touched by anyone. But she wasn't sure what to expect. She sat down next to me, lowering herself carefully into the seat.
"Nervous?" I asked
"Yes," she replied.
"You don't need to be; we just want to help. Monika really wants to help, especially," I reassured her as I gently caressed Monika's seamed stockings. I took Rachael's hand and guided it to Monika's leg and had her mimic my motions and stroke Monika softly as well, making Monika shudder, which Rachael seemed to enjoy, looking up at her almost for approval.
"We've heard how frustrated you have been feeling," Monika said as she enjoyed being touched. “Your hormones driving you wild and nobody willing to ease your ache. We can change that. We will make you cum so hard, darling, you will forget what frustration feels like," Monika teased in her Eastern European drawl. "Has it been tough?" she asked.
Rachael bit her lip. "God yes, it's been torture."
Monika smiled and lowered herself down from the table and reached over to unzip my trousers. She freed my aching cock from my underwear, which was at its hardest, and it sprang upright in anticipation, already beading with precum.
"Take him in your mouth, Rachael, show us how much you want this," Monika instructed.
Rachael reached over and gently took me in her hand, and slowly leaned forward. Her pregnant belly brushed against my thigh, limiting her movement a bit, but not her eagerness. She had beautiful, thick, full lips, and she parted them to take me in her mouth. She sucked gently at first, then slowly ran her mouth down the length. Her lips looked beautiful stretching around me and running up and down me as she gripped the base with one of her hands. I moaned low from my gut as I ran my fingers through her blonde hair.
Monika watched admiringly. "That's it," she encouraged. "Suck him deep; you are doing great." She looked at me. "She has got you so hard already, but let's give her what she really needs." She put her hand on Rachael's shoulder, who pulled away from me with a wet pop, and looked hungrily at Monika. "On the floor, Darling, hands and knees. We'll take care of you," she instructed her.
We guided Rachael down gently, being mindful of her swollen belly, and positioned her on the carpeted floor. She settled onto all fours, exhaling as she did to get comfortable. Her blonde hair fell over her face as she arched her back slowly. I knelt in front of her, my cock still throbbing inches from her face. "Keep going," I urged her.
She leaned in, her hands taking her weight in front of her on the floor for balance, so she parted her lips and took me back in, bobbing her head as her sucks grew more insistent.
Behind her, Monika lifted her denim skirt, exposing her cotton panties clinging to her hips. She pulled them down to her Converse, leaving them round one of her ankles. "Look at this!" Monika cooed. "So wet already, dripping for us, my darling." She parted Rachael's thighs and slid two fingers into her pussy, which yielded easily after months of neglect.
Rachael's response was immediate. "Mmmph!" she groaned against my cock, as Monika pumped and curled her fingers expertly, stroking just the right spot inside her.
Rachael's breasts were doubled in size from her pregnancy, straining against her tight white T-Shirt. I reached down and groped them, feeling them spilling into my hands. She moaned louder as Monika, fingering her furiously, coaxed her toward a very long-denied orgasm.
"That's it, darling, cum for us!" Monika encouraged as she stroked Rachael's cunt, listening to her moaning and humming against my cock as it filled her mouth. She rubbed at her clit until Rachael came hard.
Rachael momentarily pulled away from my cock as she convulsed in a hard climax. "Oh, my God! OHH FUCK!!" she groaned, not being able to contain herself. I pushed my cock back into her mouth, which she greedily welcomed back, sucking hard until I erupted into her mouth with some big, warm spurts of cum, which she gulped down eagerly, like she was starving for it.
"Good girl," Monika purred, pulling her fingers out of Rachael and licking them clean of her juices. "You need your protein, don't you!? Drink it all up."
I pulled my cock free from Rachael's mouth and joined Monika behind her. Rachael's pussy glistened with her own arousal, looking inviting. I couldn't resist and leaned in, dragging my tongue along her folds, tasting the tangy taste of her release, understanding why Monika was enjoying sucking it from her fingers.
"Oh god, yes!" she gasped, still trying to catch her breath. "Don't fucking stop!"
Her hormones surged, and another orgasm hit her quickly, her thighs quivering as she moaned contentedly. I lapped away relentlessly and then shifted onto my back to get underneath her. "Straddle my face," I instructed her. Rachael lowered herself over my mouth, her pregnant belly hovering as she positioned her drooling pussy over my mouth. I feasted on her and devoured her addictive juices as they dripped from her, licking and sucking her clit for all I was worth as Rachael whimpered and groaned above me.
As I ate Rachael's pussy, Monika slipped off her Louboutin heels and positioned herself on the floor at my side. Wrapping her nylon stocking-clad feet around my semi-erect cock, she took me between her beautiful arches, her toes curling to stroke the length of me.
I gasped, forcing me to stop my lapping at Rachael momentarily. "Oh, Monika! Oh, that's good, that feels so good!"
"I need to make you hard, darling, so you can take her. Listen to her; she wants you to take her, she needs you to."
"Yes! Please!" Rachael cried out in agreement as my cock was stroked playfully back to full erection.
"Rachael, he is ready for you," Monika whispered as she got up and knelt next to Rachael as I slid up from underneath her. I knelt behind her and took hold of her hips.
Monika, kneeling beside Rachael, took one arm, supporting her weight and cradling her belly protectively. "I have you," she said, almost protectively. "Just relax and let him fill you."
I briefly teased her entrance, rubbing my cock between her folds, before driving into her in one slick thrust, her pussy welcoming me warmly. I stroked her inner walls, which yielded after so long without. "Seven fucking months," I groaned as I had sex with her. "Seven months since you have had this, I am going to fill you, Rach, I know you want it!"
Rachael breathed heavily, her hips pushing back to meet me. "Yes! Fuck me, please, it's been so long! Oh, oh!” she moaned exquisitely.
Monika leaned in, whispering in Rachael's ear. "You look so beautiful being filled like this. Let it build, cum for us again," she said as she reached underneath and stroked Rachael's clit.
She couldn't suppress a deep groan that spilled out of her as her pussy spasmed to another intense orgasm. “Oh! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” she cried as she clenched so hard around me, I had to keep hold of her hips to steady her.
"Good girl, ride it out!" Monika encouraged as I fucked her through the waves of it, delivering a few more hard, deep strokes before I emptied myself inside her, flooding her with some thick ropes of cum into her stretched pussy, coating her insides with my load, crying out as I did.
Pulling myself out of her, I pulled her panties back up, trapping the mess inside her. "Keep it in, let it soak you all afternoon at your desk," I said with a smirk. We helped her to her feet, her legs wobbly, but she looked satisfied.
She straightened her skirt and tried to fix her hair. "That was... just what I needed," she said, her sassy smile returning. "I've been so fucking horny, with no release. Thank you, both."
She slipped out of the room and back to her desk. Monika turned to me, her eyes full of mischief. "Rachael was an inspired choice, darling. That turned me on more than I realised it would, making her shatter like that. Nothing more arousing than a woman who doesn't just want to cum, but who NEEDS to! Her desperation was so sexy."
I nodded as I zipped myself back up, wondering if Rachael would be able to look me in the eye back at her desk!
