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 An absent minded action leads to an interesting predicament.  Second in a
series.  1343 words Any and all feedback is greatly appreciated to
Oberonjet2000@aol.com (story codes: MF, FF, voy, con, grope, mast}

   This story is a figment of my imagination.  Any similarities to real
people, living or deceased, are purely coincidental and unintended by me,
the writer.  All of the characters, places, and occurrences are imaginary.
Acts described in this story never happened.  If you are offended by
graphic sex, especially pictures and stories of promiscuous, hot, vaginal,
oral, anal, manual sex, and anything else I can think of, leave now.  If
you're underage you must do the same.  Come back when you're old enough.

   OFFICE HELP PART 2 I had just sat back down after lunch when I heard a
yell from the cubicle next to mine "Hey Magic Fingers, do you have a few
minutes?" It was Erin's voice.  I was surprised to hear her call for me
because ever since that little incident 2 weeks ago with Sharon everyone
else in the office has enjoyed picking on me every chance they got. 
Luckily there weren't any other cat calls or remarks since the 3 other
cubicle girls were all on their lunch breaks.  As I entered her cubicle she
smiles at me and asks "Can you work on my sore back?  And don't say no, I
was nice and waited until everyone else left so you wouldn't be
embarrassed." "Sure, spin around and lean forward a little.  Oh and you get
to answer the phone when it rings since my hands will be a little busy." I
smile saying this, wiggling my eyebrows in the cheesiest expression I can
think of.  She spins forward and leans her arms on her desk, then I step up
and get to work.  I don't feel any knots as I work my way up to her neck
and then back down towards her tailbone.  I also don't feel a bra of any
kind.  This surprises me because Erin is a quiet nerdy type of girl.  A lot
of her clothes have been out of style for a while and she doesn't seem to
care much about how she looks.  Occasionally she will wear something that
looks sexy on her but I don't think she even realizes it.  On those few
occasions I have noticed she does have a pretty decent body on her.  Her
breasts are larger than I would normally like and they sag a little.  Today
her blouse is a deep purple made of silk or some other smooth shiny fabric.
It hangs low enough that I can't see the back of her skirt.  But I remember
seeing that she was in a long blue and purple plaid skirt that was tight
around her hips, she would have looked really good if it was the 70s.  With
her leaning on her desk there isn't any chance of seeing down her top
either, not that I would have been able to because she always keeps
everything buttoned up high.  I know there have been many times I attempted
to gaze at her ample cleavage with no luck, and today was just like every
other day.  "Can you work on the lower half?  That's where it really hurts
the most." "Sure." I told her.  I worked my hands down her back towards her
ass and back up again.  On my second trip back down she left out a little
sigh and shifted position.  "Can you get any lower?" Well I could if she
wanted me to grab her ass, but instead I just said, "Sorry the chair gets
in the way".  She slid her chair out and stood up then she leaned back down
resting her forearms on her desk.  I started again on her lower back and
the top of her ass.  As I was massaging her I took the time to really check
her out.  I don't think I ever really noticed how nice of an ass she has.
It has a great pear shape and the part I was rubbing felt pretty firm.  I
placed one hand on the top of her left cheek and the other on her lower
spine and pressed my thumbs on the end of her tailbone.  As I worked my
thumbs around I squeezed her ass in my left hand and she gave a little
gasp. "Oh yeah, harder." She moaned.  She slid her legs farther apart to
lower her ass so I could get more pressure.  I had thoughts of pulling up
her skirt and fucking her right there but I controlled myself.  Well most
of myself, my dick was getting hard as steel.  I started to work my hands
back up her spine, caressing my way to her shoulders.  I had to step in a
little closer to reach and when I did she leaned back, grinding her ass on
my hard cock.  She moaned again, a little louder this time.  "Well this is
interesting" We both jumped and turned around to see Sharon standing there.
"I told you he would be easy to get a rise out of." She told Erin.  Erin
blushed.  "I just wish you gave me a few more minutes before interrupting."
"So keep going, I just want to watch, and maybe help a little." Apparently
the two of them had planned this out and I had no say in this little game.
Erin turned back around and placed her hands on her desk, sticking her ass
out in my direction.  Sharon stepped into the cubicle and leaned into my
side.  "Grab her hips" she whispered into my ear.  I felt her hand on my
leg and she slowly slid it up and over my cock.  "Nice, but it needs
adjusted." I looked down and watched her slide her hand into my waistband.
She grabbed a hold of my dick and straightened it up, giving it a firm
squeeze before pulling her hand back out.  She licked my ear and whispered
"This would be a lot easier if you wore boxers or just went commando." Her
left hand pushed at the small of my back, pressing my dick into Erin's ass.
She moaned again and pressed back against me.  I ground my shaft into her
ass as I watched her reach up and grab her tit, pinching her nipple. 
Sharon bit my earlobe and breathed in my ear.  "Grab her breasts and pull
her nipples." I reached around and grabbed a handful of tits and Erin stood
upright, leaning back into me.  I watched as Sharon grabbed Erin's hand,
pulling it back and putting it on my dick.  She made Erin rub my shaft a
few times then she placed her hand into my slacks.  Erin needed no more
coaxing as she backhanded my shaft and started to stroke it.  I leaned in
and nibbled on her ear as I tweaked her nipple, then I watched as Sharon
pressed her hand between Erin's legs.  She only moved her hand a few times
before Erin squeezed my cock really hard and left out a loud moan, cumming
at Sharon's touch.  Erin let go of my dick and pulled her hand out of my
pants.  She turned gave me a quick kiss and then she gave Sharon a longer
one.  As I watched she reached into her desk and pulled out her bra.  She
gave us an awkward smile and headed past us and to the bathroom to freshen
up.  Sharon smiled at me and kissed me on the cheek.  "Thanks, she really
needed that." Then she turned at walked back to her office as I just stood
there, a little confused, with another neglected hard on.  I made it back
to my desk just before the other girls came back from lunch.  Luckily I was
able to avoid having anyone else see my tented pants.  Erin stopped by on
her way back from getting herself cleaned up.  She leaned in and kissed my
cheek, her hand reached between my legs and slid up my dick, and then she
pushed her fingers into my pants.  I felt something silky across the head
of my shaft.  "These are for you, thanks for an amazing lunch." As she
walked away I reached down and found a pair of silk panties hanging out of
the top of my pants.  I could feel the wet crotch as I pulled them out and
brought them up to my face, smelling her scent.  Just as I was sticking
them into the back of my file drawer my phone beeped.  I answered it right
away hoping to get focused back on my work.  "Hey magic fingers," Sharon
said, "I need you in here.  Now."