Say hello to Steven, Siobhan and Sharon then hold on for the ride as their sex lives are turned upside down and sideways at a company weekend. In this chapter, Steven and Siobhan are spending the night before in his flat.
Prelude and Part 1
Siobhan Mitchell was a beautiful, fresh faced blonde with a nice figure and a gentle voice with just a hint of an Irish accent. She lived with her parents, an older sister, who was much more gregarious than Siobhan, and a younger Brother who was still at school. Siobhan’s Mother was about as Irish as they came whilst her Father was an Englishman and a builder by trade.
Susan, her sister, had a steady boyfriend but Siobhan hadn’t been attracted to any of the boys that asked her out and had always found a reason not to go with them. Trying to be a good girl and live up to her Mother’s expectations, Siobhan eventually got a reputation amongst her social group as being something of an ice queen and the boys stopped asking.
Siobhan hadn’t been a brilliant scholar but was bright and competent enough to land a job as a typist straight from school. At that time her only ambition was to follow a conventional path and find someone that she would be able to spend the rest of her life with.
Steven Masters appeared to be a quiet, unassuming young man, though no one other than his older Brother and one or two relatives, knew about the mental scars he carried or the intelligence, strength and fortitude he could call on when it was needed.
Steven and his Brother, Will, were close but their lives had taken a different course after they lost both parents in tragic circumstances. Will had married and now had two young children, a boy and a girl, who uncle Steven doted over whenever he saw them. The children were too young to realise just how much they had helped Steven to cope with life. The loss of his parents when Steven was still in his late teens had derailed his university career and ultimately ended a long term on-off relationship he’d been in with a girl he’d met at school.
One of Steven’s Aunts had suggested Steven apply for the job he had held down for a couple of years. She had put in a good word for him and he’d sailed through the interview process but had been told he would succeed or fail on how he performed and not on his name. He took the opportunity with both hands and settled into a routine.
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Steven Masters and Siobhan Mitchell met at work. They were both employed by a multi-national energy corporation based in London. It was in the early 1980s that they met. By then Siobhan had been promoted from the central typing pool to work as the Finance Director’s secretary after her predecessor had left to marry and move to the United States.
Steven worked as a general office help which meant he would sort out anything that gave anybody, any problem at any time. Most of the time that meant changing a light bulb or finding something had been unplugged when it shouldn’t have been but occasionally it meant getting his hands dirty. Literally if there was a blocked sink or worse!
One day Siobhan had called the general office asking for help setting up her new computer and Steven had answered the call. At this time the secretarial staff were having to get used to waving goodbye to their typewriters and saying hello to their word processors whilst IT Support departments and helpdesks simply didn’t exist.
Siobhan and Steven were about the same age and they gravitated towards one another. After all, they were both single so when Steven got up the courage to ask Siobhan out she said yes. They did the usual things young people did back then. Going to the pub after work, to watch a film at the cinema then back to the pub. Steven would then see Siobhan home before heading back to the one bed flat he’d been able to buy with a legacy and a small mortgage. They would occasionally spend evenings in the flat watching a video rental instead of going to the cinema. Their taste in movies was different from one another. Siobhan was into horror in a big way whilst Steven preferred Science Fiction or action thrillers.
It was very early on in their relationship that Siobhan made it clear she wasn’t ready to ‘go all the way’ but she slowly became more intimate with Steven, her first real boyfriend. At first they did little more than hold hands in the cinema and have a kiss goodnight but slowly they progressed to touching, stroking and sometimes licking or sucking when they spent time alone at Steven’s flat. That’s how Steven discovered that Siobhan wasn’t a natural blonde but no matter how late the hour, for months he was always required to escort Siobhan home. Meanwhile, pretty much every red blooded male at work thought Steven was the luckiest guy alive to have Siobhan warming his bed.
Steven never tried to put anyone straight about what went on in private whilst trying everything he could think of to gently break Siobhan’s resolve. He even bought a copy of The Joy of Sex, some erotic fiction books and some top shelf pornography for Siobhan to look at.
Meanwhile Siobhan was confiding in Sharon, one of her girlfriends at work, and asking for her advice about sex. Siobhan respected Sharon, who was senior to her amongst the secretarial staff and she knew Sharon had allowed a man to have her..
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Steven and Siobhan had been going out together for about six months and by then had spent a couple of nights together at Steven’s flat with Siobhan slowly getting more adventurous, when she asked if Steven would go with her to a company conference that their bosses had organised. He wasn’t officially invited but all the secretarial staff were, especially the good looking female ones! Siobhan had heard tales of what went on and wanted Steven there as her plus one for protection from any wandering hands.
“The single girls will probably get all the promotions if they’re willing to act like tarts.” Siobhan told him. No chance of you doing that he thought to himself.
“Do you mind if I wear a ring on my left hand? I’ll be very grateful and we’ll be staying over in the hotel.”
Steven weighed up the probability of someone starting a rumour about an engagement against the prospect of finally bedding his girlfriend. “It may give us some questions to answer later. You know how the rumour mill works, but if it makes you feel safer then go ahead.”
Siobhan changed the subject. She had a female friend at work called Sharon Carson. Their paths had crossed during her time in the typing pool though Sharon was then more senior, working as an assistant to the company’s Directors. Steven had only met Sharon occasionally but the girls would go to lunch together at least once a week. He wasn’t invited to join them but Siobhan would often tell him when they were alone about what Sharon and her boyfriend Wayne had been doing, socially at least.
Steven didn’t realise those were two way conversations and the content was much spicier. He tended to only half listen to what Siobhan said but it sounded like she didn’t think much of Wayne. Apparently Sharon and Wayne’s Fathers knew one another through work. Sharon had also been invited to the ‘conference’ and was bringing Wayne for pretty much the same reason Siobhan wanted Steven to go along.
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The conference was set for a Saturday in a country hotel. The girls were required to be there by 10:00 for sessions that would finish at lunchtime. They would then be free for the afternoon before a dinner dance in the evening starting with drinks at 7pm with a band and disco running until the small hours of Sunday morning. The party was due to break up after lunch on Sunday afternoon.
Steven drove a mobile rust bucket of a car at the time and having seen the hotel’s brochure, asked to borrow his Brother’s car for the weekend.
They were given the option of bed and breakfast at the hotel on Friday evening but would have to pay for it and it would have been a bit of a stretch even on their combined salaries. Besides, Siobhan made it clear she didn’t want to go so that was that, but she did agree to stay over at Steven’s flat on Friday so they could get an early start on Saturday. Steven made a point of tidying up and made sure the bed sheets were clean.
Siobhan brought a suitcase to work that Steven got to carry back to his place on the train. He then drove to his Brother’s to swap the cars. They picked up a take out and a video rental on the way back.
The movie was yet another horror title, though this one was firmly X rated for sex as well as violence. They were sitting close on Steven’s two seater sofa bed that served as a spare bed and during an orgy scene he could feel Siobhan getting warmer. Her heat together with the visual stimulation on the TV screen started to have an effect on him as well.
“Do you think the girls in the film are all acting or are they enjoying themselves?” Siobhan asked.
“Oh I expect they’re acting a lot of it but maybe they get some job satisfaction as well.”
“Has watching the movie made your thingy grow?” Siobhan never could decide what name to use for a penis.
“Yes, but I think having you here with me watching the movie was more of a turn on. Did you find the movie exciting?”
“My nipples are quite hard and I feel quite warm and a bit damp down there.” She brushed one hand over her breasts and the other over the front of the jeans she’d changed into after work.
Steven decided to try his luck. “Show me.”
Siobhan looked Steven in the eye then smiled. She stood up facing away from him and lifted her T-shirt over her head to reveal a white bra.”Help me with the catch” she asked. Steven stood behind her and unhitched the back strap and pushed the shoulder straps down then moved his hands around to cover Siobhan’s breasts and kissed her neck. She dropped her hands to give Steven better access to her breasts and he felt her nipples. They were firm and hardened more to his touch. Siobhan’s breathing became uneven as he continued to caress them.
“Now unbutton my jeans” Siobhan commanded. Steven moved his hands down Siobhan’s body to undo her top button. “Now the zip and help me out of them please. No, leave my knickers alone.”
“Has the movie given you some ideas for this weekend?”
“Maybe, but not for tonight, not here, somewhere special. Have you got any of those little square packets?”
“Yes, by the bed and in my weekend bag, just in case.”
“Good, I want to practise putting one on you later.”
Siobhan had always said she was scared of getting pregnant so Steven had bought a supply of condoms in the hope of showing her he was both careful and serious about her. She’d occasionally worked him off into them and even tried sucking him off whilst he was wearing one of the flavoured ones, though she complained about the taste of the rubber when the flavour wore off.
Steven helped her step out of her jeans then she sat back on the sofabed with her legs slightly apart. “Can you see a wet patch on my knickers?”
“Not from here.”
“Look closer.”
Steven bent over and kissed Siobhan on the lips then knelt in front of her. He could smell her aroma as he put his face near her inner thighs. He kissed his way up from just above her knees, alternating between her left and right thighs. He glanced up and saw that Siobhan had her eyes closed and was breathing harder as she played with her breasts and nipples. They seemed to have gone as hard as bullet casings.
Using his nose to nudge her panties against her sex, a tell tale damp patch appeared on the cotton.
“I can see a little damp patch on your knickers.”
“Eat me,” Siobhan said breathlessly.
Siobhan lifted her bottom and Steven eased her panties down her legs. She willingly spread her legs and managed to put her feet on the seat giving Steven easy access to her crotch. Siobhan kept her pubic hair nicely trimmed rather than shaving herself completely clean but the mouse brown colour of her pubic hair gave away the fact that the straight blonde hair on her head wasn't her natural colour.
Steven used his tongue to lick from her pussy to her clit and back then kissed and sucked on her clit whilst using his fingers gently on her love tunnel. It took no time at all for Siobhan to climax. As she came down she grabbed Steven’s head and pulled him up and on top of her into a passionate French kiss. In that position the only thing preventing him from entering her was will power and the fact he still had his jeans on.
“You’re really good at that Steve.”
“Thanks, I’ve been getting plenty of practice since I started going out with you.”
“I know, and I know what you really want but you’ll have to wait a little while longer. In the meantime let me see what I can do for you tonight.”
Siobhan pushed him to one side so Steven moved to sit beside her. She then stood up, put her knickers back on then left the room. She was soon back with one of the packets from the bedside cabinet. She moved Steven to the middle of the sofa then straddled his lap. He was faced with Siobhan’s beautiful breasts and took the hint to lick and suckle on them. Meanwhile, Siobhan moved her hips back and forth over the outside of his trousers.
Steven realised Siobhan was in a position she’d seen in the movie, though the actors on screen appeared to be naked and enjoying full on sex. His penis was straining against his belt and he was sure Siobhan could feel it but she was happy just to use him as a sex toy. He thought he was about to come in his pants when Siobhan moved off his lap and attacked his belt and trousers. He lifted his bottom off the sofabed and she pulled both trousers and briefs down in a single movement to release Steven’s erect member, the tip of which was glistening with precum.
Siobhan reached out and took Steven’s cock in her hand, pulled back the foreskin then leant forward with her tongue out and licked around the helmet before opening her lips and taking an inch or so into her mouth. Steven felt her tongue dancing around his helmet before she removed her lips with a ‘pop’. “Don’t come yet” she said and then returned his cock to her mouth.
“I’ll try not to but you’re driving me towards the point of no return.” Steven felt Siobhan’s fingers press on the skin behind his scrotum and wondered where she’d learned about using that pressure point to delay his climax.
Out of Steven’s sight, there was a ripping sound and Siobhan released his penis from her mouth. She then put the condom over the tip and rolled the rubber down the shaft.
“Can I rub your thingy through my knickers and make you come that way tonight?”
“Probably. Climb back onto my lap and I’ll try and make you come again as well.”
Siobhan returned to straddling Steven’s lap. He could feel her heat through the rubber and the material of her panties so returned to licking and sucking her breasts whilst she moved slowly back and forth over his penis. With just the latex of the condom and the thin material of her panties between them he could feel her heat on his groin and saw the skin above her breasts flush bright red.
As Siobhan’s breathing changed again Steven reached around her body and parted her cheeks then rubbed the skin just above her anus through the thin material that covered her rosebud.
Siobhan cried out in pleasure and her body jerked violently as she climaxed again, grinding her hips against him and flooding his balls with her juices. The throbbing of her pussy tipped Steven over and he shot his load into the sheath.
“What did you just do to me?” Siobhan asked when she had recovered enough to speak.
“When I’ve been alone in the flat, I’ve been reading those books I bought for you and they’ve taught me a lot about the female body that I would never have learned in a million years at school. One of them has a whole section about anal stimulation and I just tried one of the beginner moves to rub you as you neared your climax.”
“I would never have wanted you to touch me there, it sounds so dirty, but the effect was amazing. I thought I’d wet myself for a moment. I must read some more.”
“Where did you read about doing what you did with your fingers whilst you were sucking me just now?”
Siobhan was quiet for a moment. “Don’t be angry with me. I wasn’t comfortable reading those sexy books, though I think you’ve just changed my mind about that, so I asked Sharon for some tips. She’s a lot more experienced than I am.”
“I’m not angry with you. How could I be, but I’m not sure I know how I can thank Sharon.”
“There’s no need. I’ll tell her that her idea worked really well.” Sionbhan smiled.
“I think we need to move. I’m deflating and your juices are all over my groin. I don’t want to leak my baby juice next to your pussy.”
Siobhan jumped up, dropped her knickers to the floor in a hurry and grabbed a box of tissues to dry herself off before passing Steven the box. He removed the condom and wrapped it for disposal then dried himself and the sofa bed as best he could whilst Siobhan inspected her knickers for any sign of semen, as if she’d be able to see any with the naked eye.
“If I get pregnant will you marry me?” she asked.
“Is it that important to you?”
“Yes! I don’t want to be an unmarried Mother struggling on my own to bring up a baby. Besides, my parents would kick me out of the house if I didn’t give the baby up for adoption.”
“Whoa. Firstly, who says you’d be on your own and secondly, how sure are you that your parents would want to get rid of their grandchild in that way?”
“Is that a yes or a no?”
“It’s a maybe. If we get married it will be because we both want to spend the rest of our lives together. One of the few lessons I remember from school was some advice to the boys and girls that if an unexpected pregnancy occurred outside marriage, the worst thing to do would be to get married straight away.”
“You must have gone to a progressive school.”
“I guess so but it was a Church school and there was a focus on Marriage being for life above all else. For you and I now that could be sixty or seventy years and maybe longer so picking the right partner is important. However, the school certainly didn't advocate hell and damnation for fornication outside marriage. Their advice was much more practical. Also, if you do get pregnant when we eventually have sex I hope you know me well enough to realise I won’t disappear out of your life because of it. Now come here. I think there’s a saucy movie on TV about now and we may both learn something.”
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The TV Movie they watched was pretty tame after the video they’d seen earlier. Lots of artistic sex scenes that didn’t show anything at all. Siobhan and Steven had stayed undressed but she got a blanket from the bedroom as the room was cooling down. After about 45 minutes Siobhan started to nod off so Steven turned off the TV and they went to bed.
Steven took the first stint in the bathroom then waited in bed whilst Siobhan went to the bathroom. He wondered what else Siobhan had discussed with Sharon and also what had excited her when watching the horror movie. Perhaps he should suggest getting some sex videos as well as books and magazines. In any case, he hoped this weekend would be the big one.
Siobhan seemed to take an age to finish up but when she came out of the bathroom it was worth it. Previously she had always worn a night dress to bed but that night Siobhan was wearing nothing at all as she slid under the covers.
Steven usually slept naked but had got into bed wearing the pyjama bottoms Siobhan had insisted on during her previous visits. She slid over and lay close to him, resting her head on his shoulder as she started caressing his chest. Steven turned his head and kissed her forehead. She raised her face and he kissed her on the lips. He sensed Siobhan’s hand move down his chest and over the front of his pyjama bottoms. She took hold of his half inflated cock through the material and started pumping it slowly.
“Are you ready to come again already?” Siobhan asked incredulously.
“If you keep doing that, then yes I will come again.”
“Don’t tell anyone but Sharon told me Wayne usually only manages to come once a night and that he doesn’t always give her a climax first. She has to go to the bathroom and finish herself off otherwise she can’t get to sleep.”
Wow, what girls talk about over lunch Steven thought!
“Do you masturbate when you’re on your own?” He asked.
“I sometimes rub myself when I have a bath or play with myself in bed if my sister is staying with her boyfriend. I usually hit a peak but I’ve never managed a climax like the one you gave me earlier. Your thingy seems to be really hard now.”
“I hope you’re going to finish me otherwise I’ll be the one having to take a trip to the bathroom. Maybe you haven’t found the right buttons to take you to the heights or maybe you just need a willing partner to help you find them.”
Siobhan had a serious look all of a sudden. “I’m frightened Steve.”
“What about? Is it just that you might get pregnant when we have sex?”
“There’s that, though I think those square packets you bought should sort that out. I’ve seen how they collect your baby juice, but you must have guessed I’m a virgin and I’ve heard the first time really hurts. I’m also worried I won’t be any good at doing it.”
“Have you spoken with anyone about this?”
“Some. Sharon told me she’s on the pill so she’s not worried about getting pregnant. She said I should try it but I need a reason to go to the Doctor for that and he’s a friend of my parents.”
“You’re over the age for needing parental consent so I think your Doctor would be in big trouble if he ever told your parents anything about it. Have you talked to your sister about her relationship with her boyfriend?”
“No, we don’t talk about things like that.”
“There’s always the Family Planning people who offer confidential advice. Has Sharon told you what her first time was like, in terms of the pain rather than the who, when, why or how?”
Siobhan laughed. “Us girls have no secrets, but I’m not sharing everything with you. It might get you over excited. Sharon told me she took a couple of strong drinks beforehand and had a hot bath afterwards. There was a little bit of blood on the sheets but they were in a cheap hotel that charged by the hour so she didn’t care.”
“How romantic.”
“It’s all Wayne would pay for.”
“What a charming man Wayne sounds. I hope we don’t have to spend a lot of time in his company over the weekend.”
“Oh, Sharon asked if we could meet up with them tomorrow afternoon and we’ve been put on the same table at dinner time. I hope you don’t mind but I think she will need some moral support to get through the weekend. Wayne has pushed the boat out and gone halves on B&B for them at the hotel tonight.”
“I just hope we get some time alone. As for you not being any good at it, you won’t know until we try and as the saying goes, practice makes perfect.”
Siobhan moved to kiss Steven, flicked off the sheet that was covering them then slipped her hand inside the fly of his pyjamas. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft, pulled it out of his fly and started pumping the skin up and down.
Without missing a stroke Siobhan moved onto her knees and put her left breast in Steven’s mouth. He reached under her with his right hand and found her sex was soaking.
“I’m coming.” He managed to say.
“So am I.” Siobhan replied breathlessly and upped her efforts.
Steven managed to hook his finger into her just as he released his seed onto his stomach.
“Goodness that stuff flew out of the end. It almost hit me in the face. You did something else to me as well didn’t you.”
“Like I said earlier, I’ve been reading.”
“I think I like what you’ve been learning. What a mess though.”
Steven’s hand was still between her thighs and Siobhan pushed her body up so she was kneeling on the bed. His hand was soaked in her juices and her hand had some of his come on it. Steven released his hand and licked his fingers.
“Hmm good enough to eat.”
Siobhan was studying her hand. “I think I tasted myself when I kissed you in the other room earlier. I’d thought it would be revolting but it wasn’t bad at all. Do you know what your baby juice tastes like?”
“No, and I’ve never fancied finding out. Why do you ask.”
“Sharon again. She told me that if I didn’t want to give up my virginity I could always offer you my mouth. She used a fancy word for it, fell something.”
“Fellatio.”
“That’s it. Fellatio. I must look up how to do it properly in your books.”
“It’s right next to the section on Cunnilingus, which is what I do to you when I put my mouth between your thighs.”
“Sharon said she’s let Wayne come in her mouth but Wayne’s never done the Cunniething to her so I’ve had an experience she hasn’t.” Siobhan said almost triumphantly.
Steven looked over at the alarm clock. It was getting near to midnight and they had to be up early to get to the conference so they both took a second trip to the bathroom to clean each other up. Steven left his pyjama bottoms in the laundry basket and they both slept in the nude.
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Whilst Steven and Siobhan were enjoying each other’s company, Sharon Carson had endured a cringeworthy evening at the Hotel.
Although she was officially off the clock, as soon as Sharon arrived with her boyfriend, Wayne Smith, one of the Junior Directors she provided secretarial services for, Mark Pritchard, who was supposed to be responsible for running the weekend’s event, made a nuisance of himself. Checking on arrangements that she and her colleagues had made for him based on what he’d already asked for.
Mark Pritchard still managed to ask for something to be changed leaving Sharon to run around to fulfil his latest whim whilst Wayne spent time at the bar with Mark Pritchard’s date, Melinda Forrest, and Mark greeted each of the senior Directors in turn at a champagne reception.
Sharon was looking forward to a quieter evening but when she finally made it to the bar she found that Wayne had got them invited, presumably by Melinda, to dinner with Mark. She knew there would be no point arguing as Wayne would just sulk. Instead she painted on a smile and agreed that would be wonderful. She also made a mental note to order something expensive if Mark was paying.
Wayne had been full of himself over dinner, as if the entire weekend had been laid on for his pleasure and not for a *********** number of employees and their partners. He had boasted about his position in his Father’s firm as well as how big the firm was. Mark had looked bored but Melinda had lapped up Wayne’s stories. Sharon had to work hard not to call out Wayne’s bullshit.
Eventually Mark had suggested to Melinda they leave Wayne and Sharon to enjoy the rest of their evening. Sharon had a pretty good idea what was on Mark’s mind and it wasn’t settling down with a good book and a cup of cocoa.
Wayne had drunk too much and struggled to stand. Sharon had guided him to their room where he’d made a fumbling attempt at making love to her. She left him asleep in their bed, took a box from her case and retired to the en-suite bathroom.
Returning to the bedroom Sharon slid into bed and quietly cried herself to sleep.