Editing done by: Lestrange, with thanks.
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Chapter II - The Midnight Call
Recapping;
She moved out of the way, and I crawled out after her and stood up. She too stood up letting her skirt fall back into place, and then she kissed me and stepped back. She was again in 'business mode'.
"I won't need you for the rest of the day," she said, "Give my secretary your address and phone number, where I can get in touch with you twenty-four hours a day. Then you can go home if you wish" she said, as I opened the office door to leave.
As requested, I gave the unsmiling secretary my information, she didn't say anything, but she must have been wondering where I'd been when she'd brought those people in to the meeting and stayed to take the minutes.
Perhaps she knew that I was under the table between her bosses legs, giving her a right good old licking out. Maybe that's why she seems to be giving me the cold shoulder, I don't know; don't really care either, what's she going to do about it, tell the boss.
I left her with a sly smile on my face, licking my lips, to collect my things, and left to go home.
From the time I walked out of the office I couldn't stop thinking about everything that had happened that day. The abuse on the train, getting fingered before I moved away from whom ever was doing it. Then meeting 'her' by the doors; pressing herself against my hand. Getting me in such a state that I had to go and sort myself out in the ladies toilet's at work.
Then whilst there, to be surprised by her again, pushing the cubical door open catching me well on the way to an orgasm, with her skirt up over her hips, knicker-less and fingering herself whilst watching me.
On top of all that, To find out she was my 'boss', and that she was willing to help me orgasm by licking me out was fantastic to say the least. Then of course, there was the matter of what happened after the toilets, 'in the meeting,' and the sudden promotion, as a reward.
Let me tell you by the time I was on the train going home, It felt like I had a rolled up beach towel wedged high up between my thighs. Thankfully I got to a seat with a table because I couldn't sit with my legs closed while I was that aroused. I sat on the edge of the seat so I could open and close my thighs pressing my swollen lips against my blood engorged clitoris, hoping to make my self orgasm before I got to my station.
Even before the train set off, I was joined by what it seemed were a man and a woman sitting opposite me at the table. I'd say he was in his late teens, she looked older than him. I just accepted that he liked older woman and she liked younger men. But then the train set off and he began to behave in a strange way. Once he become bored with looking out of the window, he took out of his pocket a pair of toy cars and started playing with them on the table top.
There was something not quite right with him, maybe this woman was his mother, or his carer, and she was taking him out on a day trip to somewhere nice.
"Don't mind him," said the woman next to him. "He won't hurt you, 'not intentionally,' he has the mind of a child and he's big for his age, 'very' big," she said looking to one side.
That last, almost unheard comment of hers intrigued me, I looked at her sharply and she blushed, confirming what I'd thought. Be her, his mother or just his carer, it was obvious that she derived satisfaction from him in some way.
"It's okay love, I don't mind," I said reaching for my paper.
I heard a clatter of something being dropped and then he started crying because it was one of his toy cars.
"It's alright Edward love; you know what to do don't you? Just climb under the table, find your car and you can come back up and play with it again, yes?!"
Edward gave her a toothless smile as she lovingly wiped the tears off his cheeks.
"There you go, all pretty and kissable again, to prove the point his kissed her... on the mouth then scrambled under the table to look for his missing toy car.
I don't know what came over me, I opened the paper to hide behind and at the same time I opened my legs and felt the hemline of my skirt slide up to about halfway up my thighs. 'He must be able to see me now,' I thought, wondering if he could smell my pussy yet.
Evidentially he had, he put a car against each of my ankles.
He said "Drivers; are you ready? Get set...GO!"
I could feel the wheels of both his cars moving from my ankles up my legs. Apparently, he was racing his cars up my legs. I bit my lower lip hoping the finish line was my pussy.
He reached my knees, with a lot of simulated squealing of tyres.
"They've just rounded that treacherous corner, and are now on the home stretch," he said in an announcers voice then went back to the sound of roaring engines.
He took his time swerving his cars 'up and down,' my thighs as he made his way ever closer. I rolled my hip down so he could see the whole of me and that his hoped finish line was a lot wider for him. I was nibbling now on my bottom lip anticipating the long awaited finish. My clitoris must be standing out like a little white beacon, indicating the finish line.
"They're neck and neck, which one will win, is anybody's guess," he said, 'as the announcer.'
"It's... it's... ladies and gentlemen, it's official, its ended in a draw. You can see that both cars are still racing each other up and down the winners' lane." He stated excitedly.
He was driving me crazy with lust, I wanted to grab his head and press his face into his winners' lane until I showered him with my champagne!
"Then they will be going off to park up in the winners' tunnel." He said.
I nearly screamed out, when I felt him push his cars up inside me.
Then, in a completely different voice, one of the drivers I think. "Yes that's right, I drive only for the woman, and the sex, when I win, like today I'm rewarded like this."
He pressed his mouth against me, kissing me down there, a 'French kiss!' thrusting his tongue in and out of me, sucking my white little beacon into his mouth, and chewing on it with his toothless gums.
My body shook, I showered him, 'and his cars,' with my bubbly champagne, which he happily lapped up until I was clean again.
He managed to get one of his cars back, but the other was too far up my cunt. He started off gently probing in me, but once he realised he couldn't reach it, that's when he started trying to get his fingers inside me to get it out. To help him, I pressed hard against my abdomen, and pushed down feeling the thing inside me move. He felt it too, so I tapped on my clitoris hoping he'd understand what I wanted, and that he wouldn't get his car back if he didn't.
He was cleverer than I took him for, I didn't need to do it again he latched on to me straight away and started sucking again and probing me looking for his car to return.
It did..., eventually, I pushed it out with my last orgasm, and thankful that it was out of me now.
