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Thank goodness I am not any older than I am, because these two girls would be the death of me!
Rebecca, Do My Bidding CH4

The next morning Rebecca came striding into my office with a huge smile on her face. She was wearing a very nice dark blue knee length skirt and a white blouse with no hose and dark blue shoes. Her high heels really made her calves stand out as she walked into my office with her usual steaming cup of coffee. “Good morning,” she said with a very satisfied look on her face as she sat down in her usual place. When she spread her legs she grimaced, depicting a little bit of discomfort.

“Good morning,” I responded as I took note of her obvious discomfort. “And how are you this morning?”

“Oh I am just wonderful!” she expounded with a big smile.

“You look like you’re hurt,” I continued even though I had a good idea of what her plight might be.

Another very broad smile came across her face and she seemed to reminisce through her prior evenings events as she brought her cup to her lips again for another sip of Joe. “Let’s just say that I had a very good evening.”

“Mike fucked your brains out, didn’t he?” I said flatly.

The huge smile returned before she looked over at me with a very coy smile. “Does it show?” she asked with just a tiny bit of a blush.

“You’re glowing.”

Rebecca paused for a moment before she responded. “He fucked me so hard and so long my hips hurt.” As she said this, her hands came down to her hips so she could rub the sore areas. “And when he was done he made me sleep with the can in my pussy.” Again the smile returned to her face before she took another sip of her coffee.

“And I take it that you liked that.”

Rebecca’s eyes rolled once in her head before she took in a deep breath. “I have never slept so well in my entire life!” The look on her face was one of complete satisfaction. “I even got me some this morning before I came in to work!” She half giggled as she wiggled her ass back and forth in my seat. Rebecca was acting like a kid in a candy store, except the candy was her pussy. And from the way she was acting, she was happy she was getting to use it on a daily basis. Everything was good with her.

“Scooterfish.” Instantly Rebecca froze in place and stared out blankly. “I brought something for you,” I said as I picked up my brief case. “Step over here.” She stood up and stepped over to me, the hem of her skirt just barely brushed my knee when she stopped and stood with her feet apart. “This is a little something just for you,” I said as I pulled the two pool balls out and held them in my hand. I had brought in the 2 ball and the 11. They were part of what was left of my original set for my pool table. A drunken friend fixed the original set by trying to bounce two of them on the concrete. By purchasing a complete replacement set I now had a few spares.

“These are for you to use while you are here at the office.” I said as I took the 11 ball and reached up under her skirt. “Anytime you have a meeting you will wear these in your pussy.” As I gave her the instructions I rubbed the ball back and forth against her slit. “They will make you feel confident and strong while you are wearing them.” As I said this I pushed the ball up inside her. “And today, you will remember that you allowed me to insert them into you. You are completely cool with this but you will tell no one, not even your husband. Is that clear?” I asked as I pushed the second ball inside her, filling her pussy the rest of the way.

“Yes Dave,” she responded plainly.

“Every day you will come in here in the morning so I can insert the balls. If you get here before me you can do it yourself. They will always be kept in my second desk drawer when they are not inside you. In the afternoons you will come back here and take them out before you go home. Do you understand?” I reiterated as I pulled my hand out from between her legs.

“Yes Dave,” she replied again.

“Good. 1…2…3.” Immediately she woke up with a look of refreshment and relief on her face.

“Thank you Dave,” she said with a smile as her hand came to rest on the pit of her stomach. “They feel great inside me and look,” she said as she pulled her skirt tightly against her belly. “I feel nice and full and my tummy is nice and flat!”

“I figured those would do the trick,” I responded while checking her out from head to toe. “You know,” I said as I turned my chair to face her directly. “One of these days you’re gonna have to let me fuck you, just so I can see for myself the kind of treat your husband gets every day.”

Rebecca just smiled as she picked up her cup of coffee and headed toward my office door. “In your dreams big boy,” she responded with a sexy sway to her hips. Perfect!

At 4 in the afternoon my phone rang, bringing about a turn of events that was completely unplanned. “Dave,” it was my boss, Andy Preston. “Is your passport up to date?”

This was not a good way for this conversation to start. “I believe so,” I replied with a noted bit of curiosity to my voice.

“Good. Pack your bags; you’re heading to Europe for a few weeks. Tanya has all of your travel arrangements so come up to my office and pick them up.” Andy was being very no-nonsense about this which brought a bunch of questions up in my mind.

“Alright Andy,” I responded with even more question in my voice. “Uh...when will I be leaving?”

“Tonight,” was his immediate reply. “”You are going to be training our European constituents on the use of our new software and data base. Brian had an accident mountain biking yesterday in the Alps and is out of the game for at least 8 weeks with a broken leg. And no one else knows the system as well as you so you’re up. Get a move on because your plane departs at 8:30.”

Holy crap! I had like no time at all! I was not even going to see Rebecca before I left. I would just have to trust that her ‘programming’ would not cause any issues. I scribbled out a note and left it on the corner of my desk right above the drawer she was to leave the pool balls in. I would just have to hope that she would see it.

As expected my itinerary was waiting for me with Andy’s secretary. “Good luck,” she said cheerfully as she handed me the envelope with the documents inside. Tanya was another woman in the office I would just love to fuck really hard. At 34 years old her straight auburn hair, green eyes and small tits really put the zap to me. The only issue is that I barely know her, and we never have the opportunity to interact other than the occasional meeting, like today. Maybe one day my fortune would change.

With my laptop in hand the stop at my apartment was more like a tornado in an outhouse. I flew in, grabbed a few suits and a pair of leisure clothes, my passport and my sneakers before I was off to the airport. I called my sister on the phone while I was riding in the cab and left her a message on her answering machine. I didn’t want her to worry if she showed up at my house and I was not there. I would just have to give her a call once I made it to the hotel.

My business trip turned out to be more intensive than I figured. I visited 7 facilities in Germany, France, Italy and Spain, and each one required a week of very intensive work shops. Needless to say, when the last work shop was over, I was more than ready to come home. Aside from the fact that I did not have any pussy for the duration of my trip, my balls felt like they were going to explode. I really needed the services of Rebecca’s pussy to relieve some stress and accept the massive deposit I was going to leave inside her.

It was Friday afternoon when my plane landed back in the states. I took a cab from the airport straight over to the office so I could catch Rebecca before she headed home for the weekend. To say that I was anxious to fuck her really hard would be an understatement. After having been gone for almost two whole months I would have settled for a hand job. At least, with Rebecca, it would only take one word and I would be balls deep in her.

As soon as I stepped into my office I headed straight for my second desk drawer. I will admit to having a few butterflies fluttering around in my stomach as I reached for the handle. When I pulled the drawer open it was just as I suspected. The two pool balls were not there. Yes! For the next 45 minutes I re-attached my lap top and answered e-mails. The minutes dragged by at an amazingly slow pace, but my patience soon paid off. At 4:30 on the nose Rebecca strode into my office wearing a short skirt, no hose, and a somewhat tight top that I had never seen before.

“Dave!” she said cheerfully as she stepped into my office, “You’re back. When did you get in?!”

I haven’t got in yet, I thought to myself as she stepped right up to me and reached up under her skirt between her legs. “Just a few minutes ago,” I answered as I heard the first pool ball drop into her hand. “I managed to finish up early today so I took an earlier flight.” Rebecca produced the first ball, the 11, from between her legs as I answered her. The ball was very shiny as she casually placed it in my open desk drawer. “So how are those working for you?” I asked as I watched her hand disappear up under her skirt again.

“You don’t know how much I appreciate you bringing these in to let me use them,” she said as she produced the 2 ball from under her skirt. “They are fantastic!”

I was curious as to just how much she had used them while I was gone, so I questioned her. “So you have used them every day that I have been gone?”

“Oh yea,” she responded as she set the 2 ball in the drawer next to the 11. “My day is not right if I don’t have them inside me.” Rebecca took a step back and sat down in my spare office chair and spread her legs wide, giving me an excellent view of her still clean shaved pussy.

“What do you have happening this weekend?” I asked as I stepped past her and pushed my office door closed.

“Mike is going to help me make my pussy deeper tonight,” she responded without a hitch.

“Really? And just how are you guys going to do this?” I asked because I was genuinely curious.

“I don’t know,” she answered flatly, “he won’t tell me. He says it is a surprise and that I will love it.”

“Scooterfish,” I said quietly, and I watched Rebecca freeze in place and stare blankly out into the void in front of her. “Tomorrow you will come in to the office at your usual time. You can tell Mike that you have a special presentation to work on and that it will take you most of the day, but you will try to get out early. Do you understand?”

“Yes Dave.”

“Good. Now assu…” I didn’t get to finish my sentence before the knob clicked on my office door. “1..2..3” I said very quickly just as my office door swung open and Andy, our boss, stepped in.

“Rebecca,” he said very politely as he stepped in to the middle of my office, “would you please excuse me and Dave?”

“Yes sir,” she said as she stood up and straightened out her skirt. “I will see you guys later.” And with that she exited my office.

DAMN!! I was going to fuck Rebecca in half and my boss had to show up. Luckily for me it was not anything really important. He just wanted to thank me personally for having done such a good job with the workshops. It felt good to get the accolades from him, but it would have felt a thousand percent better to be balls deep in Rebecca. But I did get something out of it….a pay raise. That did help the hurt a little, but not enough to fix the issue of blue balls. “Tanya will by next week for your expenses,” he said as he got ready to leave my office. “Have them ready.” By the time he was done it was 10 after 5. I knew Rebecca was already gone. She was very punctual about leaving the building at 5pm sharp, especially on a Friday. I would just have to wait till in the morning to take out my frustrations in her.

My apartment was cool, dark and silent when I got home. There might not have been anyone there, but the familiar sights and smells were comforting compared to the hotel rooms I had been living out of for the last 7 weeks. It really is like they say, there is no place like home. Once I had showered and changed I hit the playback on my answering machine. There were 18 messages in total. 6 of them were bullshit telemarketers, but the remaining 12 were all from my sister. They all said pretty much the same thing, wishing me well and wondering when I was going to be back. With a beer in hand I gave her a call.

“Hello,” the familiar voice sounded through the hand set.

“Hey sis,” I said in my most cheerful voice. “I’m back.”

“Oh Dave!” She really did sound excited to hear from me. “When did you get back?”

“This afternoon,” I replied after taking a big pull from my beer. “In fact I just walked in the house.”

“That’s great!” was her enthusiastic response. “Mind if I swing by?” she queried. “I have something I want to show you.”

“Yea, sure.” I responded with a belch. She’s my sister; brothers do that kind of thing.

It could not have been 15 minutes later when there was a knock at my door. By this time I was almost done with my second beer, so I was feeling very comfortable. When I opened the door my jaw almost hit the floor. This absolutely gorgeous blond wearing a raggedy pair of blue jean shorts and a white T-shirt was standing in my doorway with a 6 pack of beer. “Yes,” I stammered out as I drank in the vision before me. “Can I help you?”

“Yea dummy,” she said as she handed the 6 pack to me and stepped in to my apartment. “You can put those in the fridge.”

“Karen?” I said, almost in disbelief, “Is that you.”

“Wow!” she said as she stepped over to my full length mirror by the hallway, “I must have really changed if you can’t recognize your own sister.”

She had not just changed, she had transformed! Where she used to be round in all directions now stood the lean frame of a 58 year old knockout. “My God sis,” I said in astonishment as I looked at her tight ass and shapely curves, “how much weight have you lost?”

She turned from side to side so she could admire herself in the mirror as she spoke. “So far I have lost 94 pounds in the last 3 and 1/2 months.” She said as she turned to face me. “I now weigh 124 and feel great. And I owe it all to you.” When she said this she stepped over to me and threw her arms around my torso and proceeded to give me a big bear hug.

“I must say,” I continued as I stepped back from her for another good look, “you have certainly stuck to the new diet.”

“Oh I’ve done more than just that!” she quickly responded. “I have started swimming in the evenings as well. That is, of course, after I finish my walk and other things.”

“What other things?” I knew this would corner her into making some kind of admission.

“I take some personal time after I walk to work things out,” she said as her nipples suddenly jutted out hard against her shirt. “After that is when I go swimming in the pool at my apartment complex.”

“I’ll bet you look great in a bikini now.” I said as I handed her a cold one.

“Do you want to see?” she asked as she bit her lower lip. “I was just getting ready for my evening swim when you called.”

What would you say? “Sure.”

Karen set her beer down on my coffee table before she hiked her shirt up over her head. Her rainbow colored bikini top stood out prominently against her now tanned skin. And her C cup breasts looked to be holding their own against the pulls of gravity. “Close your mouth Dave,” she said as she reached for the button on her jean shorts. “You’re acting like you have never seen a girl shed her clothes before.”

“Sorry sis,” I responded just before I took a pull of beer that emptied half of the bottle. “You just look fantastic!”

As I said this she wiggled her hips back and forth till her shorts made it down to about mid-thigh before they free fell to the floor, revealing the neon green French cut bottom to her swim suit. My sister looked HOT! She looked over at me with this really coy smile on her face. “I can tell you like what you see,” she said as she took a step toward me while giving a very subtle nod in my direction.

I quickly looked down at my lap to see that my Johnson had made a very large tent in my leisure shorts, undeniably revealing the incredible hard on I was sporting. When I looked back up my sister was standing right at my feet. Her nipples were straining against the rainbow colored material of her bikini top. “Sorry sis,” I said as I made a quick adjustment to align things into a more comfortable and less revealing position.

“Oh don’t say that,” she said as she reached down and took my beer bottle from me, only to run it up the inside of her thigh till the open mouth of the bottle ground against her crotch. “I can’t think of a better compliment from anyone, especially from my brother.” As she said this she lifted her right leg and slid her knee in along my left side in the chair. When it would go no further she lifted her left leg and followed suit, effectively straddling me and pinning me into my seat. “You know,” she continued as she settled her crotch down against my aching boner, “I’ve been having these dreams about you lately,” she said as she leaned in close to me.

“Really?” I said as I took my beer back from her and set it on the floor to my left. “And just what kind of dreams have you been having?”

“Naughty dreams,” she continued as she began grinding her heated crotch against me. Her face was only a few inches from mine and I could feel her hot breath against my face as she placed her hands on my chest. “I’ve been wanting to do things…” she said as she inched in closer, “feel things…..” she breathed out heavily while she dug her fingers into my chest and ground her steaming hot pussy against my super stiff boner. “I just don’t know what you would say to this,” and she stopped with her mouth only an inch away from mine.

I could tell I answered her question when I brought both of my hands up against her ass and pulled her hard against me, forcing my hard on up into the crack of her pussy. The next few seconds were an absolute blur. Instantly we were in a powerful kiss while clothing was torn and body parts revealed. Karen absolutely shredded my shirt with one massive pull while the tiny strings of her bikini bottom stood no chance against my advance. I didn’t even care where I threw the damn thing because I was going to get some really good pussy, and I mean like right now!

Karen clutched to my neck, and her legs wrapped around my waist as I stood up from the chair. I could not even begin to see where I was going as Karen literally tried to eat my face while I maneuvered for a better position. “Right here!” she said into my mouth, “right here!” She took one of her hands and reach in between us, forcing her hand past the waist band of my shorts till she was clutching my shaft. That was good enough for me. I dropped to my knees and laid her down on her back. As soon as her hands were free my shorts were coming down. “God damn it I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long,” she hissed out as she took my cock and pulled me toward her now wide spread pussy. “In me, I want you inside me right now!”

I had just barely aligned myself with the head of my cock penetrating her lips when Karen pulled really hard with her ankles. Lifting her ass off the floor she slammed the full length of my cock up her soaking wet pussy. Her eyes clenched shut really hard and she let out just the faintest squeak as her pussy was instantly filled from top to bottom with raging hard man meat. The added weight was more than I was expecting and I instantly feel onto her, forcing what remained of my cock into her. She arched her back and let out a groan that I am unable to describe while fluid sprayed against my nuts and inner thighs.

I was deep inside Karen. I mean I was so deep that my cock was actually on its way back out, that’s how deep I was in her! For just a moment Karen froze in place with her back arched high and her mouth wide open. The magnitude of the orgasm she just had blew away any of the numbers you could achieve on the Richter scale. When I drew in my next breath that set her off. Her hands were like a whirlwind, touching, grasping, and clawing at any part of me she could get a hold of. All the while she kept repeating, “…fuck me…fuck me…fuck me…” with her legs spread wide open and her heels dug into my hips like she was riding a horse from below.

All I said was “Give me that pussy!”

BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, I hammered myself into my defenseless sister while she laid back and pulled her legs wide open with her hands behind her knees. “OH MY GOD!” she cried as tears began to pour out from the corners of her eyes. “OH IT’S SO GOOD!”

I don’t know if it was just rom the lack of pussy for the past seven weeks, or the fact that my sister really is a genuinely hot piece of ass, but this was definitely some of the best pussy I have ever had in my entire life! Karen was so wet her pussy was talking to us as I pistoned in and out of her. Slurping and squishing while I plowed a highway up her middle, Karen did absolutely nothing to hinder me in any way. I hammered away in her for almost 20 minutes before I had to stop. Sweat was pouring off my forehead and my entire body was covered with a thick sheen of sweat when I thrust into her and stopped. Panting for breath I held my ground while I looked down at my sister.

“What’s the matter big guy?” she asked in the sluttiest voice I had ever heard come from my sister. “Getting tired?”

What was she talking about?! She was breathing just as hard as I was. “I suppose you can do better?” I questioned while I flexed my cock inside her.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” she said as she rolled us over so she was on top of me.

In a flash she was pounding her crotch down on my shaft like it was the last ride of her life. And to think, I had that one brief moment run through my head when I thought I was hurting her while I jack hammered down into her. She was making me look like a raving amateur. With both of her feet planted firmly on the floor next to my hips, she was able to utilize the full length I had to offer her at incredible speed! Her waist was almost a blur as she hammered herself down onto me. Sporadically she would stop on a full down stroke, with me embedded as deeply into her as she could get me, so she could grind her clit against my pelvic bone. I took the opportunity to shred her bikini top so I could clasp on to her tits while she fucked me.

I honestly don’t know how long she pounded away till those feelings from my nuts started to build. Karen could tell I was getting close because my cock began to swell inside her and my shaft stiffened even more. “Oh yea,” I said as I felt the pressure begin to build to the point of no return. “Here it comes.”

When I said this Karen made three more really hard trips down my shaft before she slammed her pussy against me and began grinding as hard as she could. That did it for me. Instantly my cock began fountaining 7 weeks’ worth of pent up frustration up into my sister. When the first piping hot blast forced through her cervix her mouth dropped open with the strange kind of grin. “Ah…” she gasped quietly, “There it is!” When she said this she brought her hands up to clamp on to her own tits before she froze in place. As my cock continued to squirt inside her my sister’s gaze came down till she was looking me straight in the eye. “I love you so much Dave.”

We took a shower together and fucked while we were in there. We watched a movie and drank a few beers while Karen sat on my lap with my cock in her, which led to more fucking. At around one in the morning we both lay down in my bed. We were tired, but had certainly covered all of the bases. Karen had fucked me on her own without me having to say her magic word. The suggestion of dreaming about fucking me had done its job. Now we were closer than we had ever been. As I lay there for the few moments before I dropped off to sleep, the scent of her hair reminded me of when we were kids and she would snuggle next to me during a thunderstorm. The sense of security was unmatched. And Karen would never be the wiser.

When I woke in the morning it was already light outside. My sister was half laying on top of me with her legs spread wide open and two fingers stuffed up her snatch. “Holy shit!” I exclaimed as I clambered my way out from under my sister. I was going to be late to the office if I did not fly, and I mean like right now!

“What’s going on?” my sister asked sleepily as she roused herself up.

“Karen,” I said as I bolted toward the bathroom, “I have got to be at my office in 1 hour,” I said as I jumped into the shower before the water had even got warm.

“Can I come,” she replied as she swung her feet out of my bed and started toward my bathroom. “I have always wanted to see where you work.”

“If you can be ready in like two minutes,” I said as I scrubbed the sweat and funk off me from the night before, “then yes, you can come with me.”

I have to hand it to my sister. As soon as I was out of the shower she was in it. By the time I had put on my shorts and slacks and was buttoning my shirt she was out and dry. With no underwear to worry about she just pulled on her tattered blue jean shorts and T-shirt and she was ready to go before I was. Isn’t that Murphy working at full speed?! I was actually amazed as to how quickly I was able to drive to work. I hit every last green light between my apartment and the office, making it there in record time. When I walked in I was actually ten minutes early.

“Wow,” Karen said as she walked past the rows of cubicles in the main part of the office floor. “So which one is yours?”

“I don’t have a cube,” I said as I walked toward the back wall. “My office is over here.”

I opened my door and let my sister walk in. The first thing she did was to step over to the window and press her nose against it while looking down at the view of the city7 stories below. “Wow!” she said as she looked across the skyline. “I never knew you had such a fancy office.”

Actually it wasn’t much. Standard digs for a junior executive engineer with a few degrees and a few lucky breaks. “Thanks”, I said as I pulled out my chair and fired up my computer like I was actually going to do something.

“So,” my sister asked as she took up a position in my spare office chair, “What are you going to be doing today?”

Talk about timing. Right when my sister said this Rebecca stepped in through my office door wearing her standard clothing. A short skirt, skin tight top with no hose and no bra.

“Good morning Dave,” she said as she stepped in while not taking her eyes off my sister. “Sorry I’m late.”

“It’s ok Rebecca,” I said as I stood up to greet her. “Rebecca, this is my sister Karen. Karen, this is Rebecca Lancaster, a fellow employee here.”

The two women turned to face each other before Rebecca extended her hand in greeting. “Hello,” she said with a very pleasant smile, “I have heard so much about you over the years from Dave.” she said as she looked my sister up and down a few times.

Karen, on the other hand was not quite so subtle. As soon as Rebecca walked in the door her eyes became fixed on those gorgeous double D’s. “Oh, hey,” my sister said as she reached out to shake Rebecca’s hand. “Dave has not ever told me anything about his professional life.”

“It’s ok,” Rebecca said as she leaned in a little close to my sister. Acting like she was confiding with her she said, “He never really talks about his home life anyway. I was just trying to make you feel at ease.” That really struck a chord with my sister because instantly I could see her relax. “So why didn’t you tell me you had such a nice sister,” Rebecca said as she turned to me and raised an eyebrow.

I was not prepared to answer this question before my sister hit me with the next one. “And why didn’t you tell me that you had a co-worker that was so pretty,” my sister said as she stood up and placed both of her hands on her hips like she was proving a point.

I was at a loss and losing ground by the second. With both of them teaming up on me I had no chance unless I pulled my ace out of my sleeve. “Snickerdoodle, Scooterfish.” I said in rapid succession. Immediately both women froze in place and stared out into the blank space in front of them. Now it was my turn to wear the shoe.

The End Ch4
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