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Subject: Lunch For 3 (m/f, m, voy)
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I hope you enjoy my story.  I am a 27 year
old women who loves to read and write
erotica.  If you would like to send me a
comment I can be reached at
myschief1@juno.com

		     Lunch For 3
		      by: Myschief

	The sun peaks over the mountains as she
steps out onto the sandy path.  Stretching
for a few minutes she then sets off for her 5
mile jog.  Hours before a thunderstorm had
soaked the earth, leaving the Palo Verde’s
that lined the path moist and glistening in
the early morning sun.  She inhales deeply,
enjoying the clean fresh smells that are so
invigorating after a desert thunderstorm. 
Running along the desert trail has always
been a great way for her to forget the
pressures of the office and life.  After her
run she heads for the office, getting there
early as usual.


	Her office on 28th floor is where she
does most of her best brainstorming. She made
her way up the stairs on this beautiful July
morning, thinking of all the things she had
to finish before the weekend.  Fridays were
always so busy and she hated to bring work
home from the office and Jim has promised the
proposal for the Zephren account would be
finished today. She was looking forward to
her meeting with the owner later that
afternoon regarding the new advertising
campaign.  If she pulls this one off she will
be handed a nice raise at the end of this
quarter.  Not that she didn’t deserve the
raise anyway.  She worked her ass off for
this company and had gotten and kept many of
their biggest clients.  Advertising had
always come easy to her, she never had a
problem taking any business or product and
making it simply irresistible.

	She sits down on her oversized black
leather chair behind the light oak desk that
is cluttered with scraps of paper.
Remembering that she has emailed herself an
outline of her next campaign she leans over
to turn on the computer.  Getting her mail
she smiles as she sees one come in from a man
she has been dating on and off for a few
months now.  He is always catching her off
guard with nasty little emails he sometimes
sends her.  The one she opens today goes into
detail about what he would like to do to her
later on that evening.  She smiles getting
excited just thinking about their last date
together.  He has always been able to bring
her to orgasm numerous times.  A sly smile
comes to her lips as she types a reply to his
email.  

	‘Lunch?
	Eat me at my office at 11:30’

	After sending the email she decides that
her first move should be to get her desk
cleaned off.  The morning goes by fast.  Lost
in her work she doesn’t even look up as John
enters the room and quietly walks up behind
her.  Standing behind her, he watches as she
types something on her computer.  She has
taken off her shoes and he can see the deep
rep nail polish that she loves to wear on her
toes.  The nylons are nude, barely
noticeable.  His eyes run up her leg and he
notices the small slit that runs up the side
of the short navy skirt.  Loving the subtle
lines of her calf muscles, the taunt curve of
her ass as she leans forward in her chair. 
He hair is up today, the style she prefers
for the office.  Her auburn hair is only
disturbed by the occasional streaks of blond
she gets from the strong desert sun.  He
smiles as he remembers their last swim in her
backyard pool.  She loves to swim naked.  She
has no tans lines, saying that if she is
going to get wrinkles they might as well be
everywhere.  He bends to kiss her softly on
the nape of her neck, startling her.  She
smiles after her initial shock and kisses him
softly on the lips.  ‘Glad you could make
it.’ She whispers in his ear.  ‘The email you
sent gave me quite an appetite.  Care to get
started on the weekend a little early?’

	He responded with another kiss, but this
time it was much more firm.  She turns and
embraces him as they kiss.  He lifts her up
onto the desk, pushing aside papers so that
she will be comfortable.  He reaches out and
starts to undo the buttons on the front of
her jacket.  Slowly removing it from her
shoulders.  She is wearing a flimsy white
shirt underneath.  Running his hands down her
arms he reaches her elbows and gently raises
her arms above her head removing her shirt
easy and quickly.  The lacy bra cups her
breasts.  He bends down and gently kisses her
cleavage removing the bra and letting it drop
to the floor.  Running his hand down to her
skirt, he feels her tremble slightly. 
Slipping the skirt off, then the shoes and
nylons.  Her panties are already wet, he
pulls them down to join the pile of clothes
on the floor.  He moves down kissing her
stomach, making slow circles with his tongue. 
Stroking her thighs with his powerful hands,
he slides then under her ass and raises her
up to meet his soft lips.  She moans as his
tongue passes over her for the first time.  

	She relaxes and gives into him
completely.  Her eyes are closed, she moves
her hips as he uses his fingers and mouth to
pleasure her.  Tilting her head forward she
opens her eyes to watch him, she notices with
a jolt that a man is watching her from
outside her 28th floor window!  The window
washer stood at least 6 feet tall wearing
blue denim cutoff shorts and a white T-shirt. 
His dark blond hair tousled from the wind. 
John never stopped what he was doing, lost in
pleasing her.  She just watched the stranger
at first, not sure how she felt about his
spying.  He made no move to hide his interest
at what was happening in front of him.  She
watched as he began to undo the top button of
his shorts.  A smile played across his lips. 
She couldn’t believe that she was actually
allowing this to go on.  He had no right! 
But then again, he was extremely good
looking.  The muscles on his arms were well
defined and shining in the hot afternoon sun. 
She had never dated a man of this size but
had often admired them at the local gym.  He
had his shorts open in front by now and she
could see that he had on no underwear and a
quite an erection.  His hand encircled his
hard cock and she found it to be extremely
exciting.  She moaned again as John continued
to use his fingers, plunging his tongue into
her, tasting her sweet nectar.  She couldn’t
take her eyes off the man outside her window,
not even caring at this point if John knew. 
The stranger had begun to stroke himself,
quickly matching the grinding movements of
her hips.  His eyes never left her as she
pushed her hips even higher into the air. 
Holding John’s head tightly with her hand,
grinding into him.  Her orgasm hit her with a
force that she had not expected and she lost
all control.  Her legs tightening, the rush
of pleasure running through her belly, up her
heaving chest, down her legs.  

	John had started to make his way up her
body, kissing her as he did.  Their lips meet
with fierce passion, she tasted herself as
she dove her tongue deeper into his mouth. 
John went on to kiss her neck again and she
watched over his shoulder at the man on the
ledge.  ‘Take me now, I want you inside me.’
She demanded in John’s ear.  John pushed her
back slightly, holding his cock in one hand
he moved it to her swollen clit, rubbing
against it with just enough pressure to make
her gasp.  She moved her hips to meet him,
aching to feel him inside of her.  He teased
her, putting just the head in and then
quickly backing away.  On the ledge, her
muscular jock was staring straight at her,
working his manhood with deftness and
passion.  Finally, John entered her, hard and
fast.  She leaned back, a loud moan escaping
her lips.  He plunged deeper each time he
entered her, holding her ass tightly in his
hands.  She had never been this turned on
before in her life.  Her orgasm building
quickly she watched the stranger, he was near
as well.  Small beads of sweat had begun to
trickle down his tanned face, he braced
himself on the window pane, his palm wet. 
She climaxed, powerfully, never taking her
eyes off the stranger.  He came, never taking
his eyes off her body.  John held her tightly
as her strong muscles contracted on him,
taking away his last ounce of control.  He
came, grinding into her.  As their breathing
slowed he whispered to her that she was
incredible.  

	The stranger was now moving out of
sight, smiling at her as he adjusted his
shorts.  She notices a hand print on her
window, the only sign that he was even there.

	Dressed now, she and John sat and
discussed their weekend plans.  She walked
him to the door and gave him one final deep
kiss.  He smiled and pulled back.  ‘I have
never seen you get so into it, I loved it.’
She smiles, putting her hands around his
neck.  ‘Guess I’ll just have to open my eyes
more often.’

MP
1/1/98, 11:02 p.m.

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