Well, Reba and the 4 other women in my life about killed me with a full weekend of non stop sex. I was screwed blued and tattooed. Sucked, pumped, anal-ized and if you can think it up, I experienced it that weekend. So much so, that when I got to the office Monday morning, my secretary asked me if I was sick. I told her that I had a very good but long weekend. When she responded to that, I almost passed out like I did when my head hit that Jacuzzi step three days earlier.
Sandy has been my secretary for about 5 years now and while she was not a bombshell she was very attractive but strictly business. All business and nothing but business, or so I thought.
When I said my weekend had been long, she immediately averted her eyes to my crotch for a split second but what she said was, "I bet you could make most any weekend as long and hard as you want." I had to swallow hard to keep my tongue from jumping out and smacking my eyebrows in anticipation. It seems that Sandy was far more astute than even I had given her credit for.
It hadn't taken her long to pick up on the different female voices that called from my home number looking to talk with me whenever I was in the Office. She had never indicated in the slightest that she even remotely suspected that I had a growing harem. So, as I slightly stammered a reply, she developed this wicked grin and said, "I bet you have some exciting parties at your house." I commented that I wasn't much of a party type but did occasionally get a few folks together. She sheepishly replied in a voice so low that I had to literally bend over to hear what she said. "And those folks don't seem to leave after the party is over now do they."
I had a thought pop in to my head, so I said, "Sandy, you obviously know that I have several family members staying at my house but, you have never indicated that you might like to attend our get togethers, but if you would like to come to our next one, I would love to introduce you to the women er people staying there. Who knows you might just like them and they you." She quickly perked up and said she would love to be invited the next time."
I said, "then why not this coming weekend?" She readily agreed and excused herself to go to the lady's room. The coffee was getting to her she said. So I went in to my office and listened for her to return to her desk. She was gone about 15 minutes which was nothing unusual but, when she had gotten seated, I stuck my head out and noticed she was quite flushed. I asked her if she was feeling OK and she turned an instant deep red. She replied that she just stood up too quickly earlier and had taken her time in the Lady's room which was a well equipped facility and had just stretched out on the sofa in there for a bit. I smiled and said, that I was glad that she was feeling better and winked at her as I went back in to my own office.
It was a typical but busy day loaded with paperwork with the never ending stacks and piles of paperwork. Finally at about 6 pm Sandy comes in to the office and asked if there was anything else I needed from her before she went home. I told her not at the time but I would give her a call if I got hung up on anything. She glanced down at her watch and a furrow formed but then quickly relaxed on her brow. I realized that she had not mentioned going past normal office hours. I glanced up at the clock and saw the time and apologized as sincerely and as quickly as I could. I told her I had no idea the time had gone by so fast. She gave a faint smile and said, "No prob Bob, I will let you make it up to me sometime." Her cell phone rang about that time and she stepped out of my office to take her call. I got up to close the office door to afford her privacy but as I reached for the door, I heard her tone turn blunt and sarcastic. Instead of closing the door, I hurried past her and out in to the hallway. About the time I got a couple steps down the hall, I heard her chair rollers very quickly slide across the chair pad. I turned back to the office and walked in just in time to see her wiping her eyes. I asked her what was wrong. She said nothing but I could see there was definitely something.
I pushed her for an answer that I would believe and after a few seconds she asked if she could talk to me privately. I glanced at the door and and back to her and she quickly said, "If going behind closed doors is uncomfortable, I understand and no problem."
You see, whenever I have a member of the opposite sex with me in the office, Sandy is always there as a witness and support. So this time, it would be just she and me.
I said, to her that I wouldn't bite if she wouldn't to wit she chuckled and said, "OK but I don't make any promises about how much I bite." My eyebrows about shot off past my hair line because she burst out laughing. So, with that we sat down behind closed doors for her to talk.
She went through her lack of love life and how she had finally found Mr. Right or so she had thought. She had told him the first date that she loved working for me and the Agency and that she was on call for me 24/7. She told him that I was a very understanding boss and that I had zero problem granting her requests for days off and early departures. But, that I was extremely over burdened and when I needed her she would be there. Her Mr. Right had been understanding and supportive since they had been dating which had been about 6 months by this time. They had never had sex nor even heavy petting. She was very prim and proper in that area. He was OK with that right up til tonight. It seems that she had had a date scheduled with him that was to start at 6 pm. She was to go home, shower and change her clothes and then they were going out to a swanky restaurant where he was going to wine and dine her and then hopefully he was going to get lucky.
When she answered her phone earlier, he wanted to know if she was home yet and she told him that she and I had been working so hard that We had let the time slip by us and that she was running an hour late. Mr. Right yelled at her saying that the reservations were already made and that they weren't going to make it before it was too late now. She tried to apologize and then he cursed at her saying that she was a split tailed office whore. With that she told him to eat shit and die and disconnected the call. She had already taken him out of speed dial by the time she had come in to my office.
I apologized to her again and asked if I could call her Mr. Right and she, of course declined the offer. She then sat back her in her chair and let out a long sigh and I noticed a tear forming at the corners of her eyes. I asked her what was wrong and she said that it was personal. I completely understood and didn't even mention it again. We talked about the work load and her hours and her pay and she was absolutely fine with every bit of it. What shocked me was at about 8pm she blurted out that she was still a virgin and had never even touched a Cock before.
Suddenly, my invitation to my house party didn't seem like a good one. So, I said, "Sandy, you are one helluva secretary, you are beautiful, smart, funny, can be an iron maiden when you have to be and I wouldn't want to do anything to ever change that for you. But, the party this weekend might not be the right one for you." She asked if there would be anything illegal there. I laughed and said of course not but, she might be a bit uncomfortable none the less. She then looked me square in the eyes and said, "you are having an orgy there aren't you?"
Before I could answer, she said, I know you have at least 4 women living there, three are about the same age and one a bit younger. They are there all the time so that means they are permanent fixtures and just today a 5th voice called and she sounded much older. That makes 5 women in your house and surely you are not going to sit there and tell me that they are all family...
