Miss Pettigrew leaned over and plopped a large stack of file folders on Molly's desk without looking up at us...
She could have been named Miss Willygrew at that moment because my willy immediately sprang up long and hard out of Molly's hand and brushed her cheek and lips when Miss Pettigrew's full breasts and nipples slipped out of the lowcut neckline of her slutty minidress when she leaned fully across the desk.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!," Miss Pettigrew suddenly chirped, "am I interrupting something?" She stared at us wide-eyed with a sly grin on her face.
"No, no, just making a comfort adjustment," I said weakly, my willy still standing at full attention a couple inches from Molly's lips.
"Well gosh, how can I help you two?," Miss Pettigrew asked, walking over to stand right beside me.
"You can't help, Polly," Molly scowled, remaining knelt on the floor before us. "Just go on and I'll help Mr. Robertson."
"Oh, but I think I can help," Polly Pettigrew purred and placed her hand on my now rock-hard cock. "In fact, I insist," she cooed coolly. "You know these kinds of things are very interesting to our human resources staff, if I needed to share my hurt feelings with them..."
"Oh, fuck you, you little slut," Molly responded. "We're trying to get Mr. Robinson's pants BACK ON and nothing else. Can't you see what's going on here?" With that, Molly cupped my balls and held them up to show Polly how the zipper was caught in my pubes around my dick she still held in her pretty hand....
"Well, I think I can help you with that if Mr. Robinson agrees to fulfill one wish for me when I'm done," Polly shot back with a steely grin. My willy was beginning to calm down and Polly could feel this in her hand.
"No, no little man, we'll have none of that," Polly laughed and stroked my dick with her fingers. "Does this feel good?" Polly asked as she bent down and took willy between her lips. She began sucking and knelt at my feet. "Move whorebag" she mumbled and shoved Molly onto her side.
"OK, what do you want me to do for your help?" I asked, feeling the familiar tinglings as Polly's mouth slurped my cock back to full attention.
She pulled my dick out of her mouth with a wet plop. "Well, here's what I want. I want you and Molly to both strip completely naked and I want you to masturbate while we watch you."
"OK, that sounds great, but how do I do that when my pants zipper is hung on my groin area?"
"I'll help with that," she said. And here's some lube for your dick, too. She put a tube of lotion in my hand. She got a pair of scissors from the desk and simply clipped the hairs and my pants fell to the floor. I watched patiently as she removed my undershorts, shirt, shoes and socks. When I was completely naked, Polly turned her attention to Molly who had already removed her outer clothes and stood watching us in her panties and bra.
"Okay, now that you're both naked, let's see you jack yourself off for us. And feel free to fondle Molly's body anywhere you wish. Forgot that part."
"You little cunt." Molly growled.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author
