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Zoe was different. Different for me anyway. I was used to dating women who were conservative. Women who knitted, talked about having children and wanted to get married. This wasn't Zoe. I'm not sure why I asked her out. It was a moment of insanity I guess.
Zoe liked to talk. A lot. We'd been out to dinner once. It went well enough. Mostly I listened to Zoe talk. At the end of the evening, we kissed briefly. Then she had shocked me by whispering in my ear "Maybe if you ask me out again, I'll give this some attention" while she gently patted my cock through my pants. Then she just turned and left. No one had ever done anything remotely like that to me before.
Zoe worked at the same company and I did. She was an assistant to a Vice President. I was an engineer who happened to work on the same floor. We saw each other around in the halls and in the cafeteria. Zoe, being the outgoing person she is, always said hello. She was friendly with everybody.
We were having a drink on a Friday evening at a cantina across the street from the huge office building we worked in. Many people from work were there doing the same. Zoe and I had a little corner table. She was talking, as usual. I guessed it was the alcohol; she started talking about sex. This surprised me. But, then again, she was always surprising me.
"Erik, how old were you when you first had sex?" Zoe asked me.
"I was twenty. I was in college. What about you?"
"Fourteen. How many girlfriend have you had?" She asked while signaling to the waitress to bring more drinks. The waitress nodded to her. "Well, just two. One in high-school and then one when I was in college for a couple years. She left me for some frat guy."
"No one since? Do you date a lot then? One night stands?"
Jesus she asked a lot of questions. I almost got a bit defensive but caught myself. "No. No one since. I date now and again. I've never had a one night stand. I'm an engineer after all."
"Sounds dull."
"Zoe, why don't you tell me a bit about you? Do you date a lot?"
She thought about my question for a minute, took a drink and started talking, "Date? No, I don't date much. I've never had a long-term relationship. What I do is fuck."
I stared at her for a minute. I needed another drink. I signaled the waitress again. "Er, you Fuck?" I asked.
"Yes. A lot. I like to fuck."
"Is that why you're with me?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Well see. I haven't decided," she smiled.
"Who do you usually, um, get together with? People you meet in bars?"
"Who do I fuck? All kinds of people: People I meet in bars, people who live near me, people from work. Black, white, old young. I don't discriminate. I like to fuck as much as I like to talk."
I took a moment to process it while I sipped my new drink. She seemed to read what was on my mind. "Yes, I fuck people you know at work. Look around this bar. I've fucked just about all the men here and a couple of the women. Many of them more than once. Some of them at the same time. I've fucked them at home, at work, in cars, hotels, in the bathroom and out in the alley behind this restaurant. They fucked my pussy, my mouth and my ass." Then she whispered for effect, "I love it when a guy cums in my ass."
"Jesus. I think you're out of my league." I said honestly.
"That's what I like about you Erik. You're different."
"Thank you. I think." We had one more drink and I needed to go. I kissed her cheek and left. I didn't sleep well that night. I jerked off two times thinking of people fucking Zoe. Then again, it didn't sound like people fucked her. It sounded like she was the one doing the fucking. The next morning I was in my office and I saw Zoe walk by my door. Five seconds later she came back and walked in.
"Good morning," She said. "Did I scare you last night?"
"Well, a little. But not completely."
"Good," she gave me a big smile. "I don't think I'm done with you yet."
I smiled, "Do you have a lot to do today?"
"I'm thinking of, um, taking the new Office Manager out for a spin for lunch."
Carl, a temp helping in shipping zipped by my door as we were standing there chatting about who she was going to sleep with next. She read my mind again. "Yeah, I fucked him. He was pretty good. Big dick. Nice ass. I like the taste of his cum." I just stared at her. I think she enjoyed shocking me. Next her boss, the VP, walked by. She just jumped in, "I've fuck Frank many times. At least once a week. I own his ass." "Own it?" I asked.
"Oh yeah. Want to see?"
Before I could answer she'd left the room. I couldn't imagine what she meant by owning his ass. After 5 minutes or so had passed and she hadn't returned yet, I assumed she wasn't coming back for a while. So I worked for a bit. After about 30 minutes I looked up to see Zoe and her boss, Frank standing in front of me. Frank looked nervous. He was beet red, clearly embarrassed. Zoe closed my door.
It was an odd moment. I was sitting behind my desk, my cock getting hard at this strange situation.
Zoe looked at me with a sly smile, hiked up her skirt to reveal a very sheer pink thong. She pulled them down and off. She handed the thong to Frank and simply said, "Jerk off into them." He stared at her for a minute and then sighed. He unzipped his pants and pulled out a relatively small cock. It was hard. He held the underwear in one hand and stroked his cock with the other. While he jacked off he just started at Zoe's legs. Zoe didn't do anything. She just waited. After a few minutes, Frank came into the panties with a grunt. He wiped himself off with them, turned to look at Zoe as if he was waiting for something.
"Yes, go ahead," she said. Unbelievably, Frank began to lick his cum from the panties. Zoe smiled again. "Good boy." While Frank was licking Zoe got on the phone. The only thing she said was "Come to Erik's office," and hung up.
As Frank was putting his cock back into his pants, there was a soft knock on the door. Zoe opened the door and Carl, the temp, came in. He looked at Zoe, then me and then Frank. He noticed the panties in Frank's hand. "What's going on?" he asked.
"Torturing Frank," Zoe said. "I want you to fuck me. Now."
Carl shrugged and took his pants off. He did have a big cock. I guessed it was a good 8 inches long and pretty thick. Bigger than me. Definitely bigger than Frank. Zoe came over to Carl and took his cock in her hands. She stroked it a few times. She got down on her knees and took it in her mouth. She bobbed her head back and forth a few times. Each time it came out I could see her shiny saliva on his cock. After a minute she stopped, came over to my desk and sat on it. "Erik, come around the desk so you can watch."
I did as I was told and stood next to Frank. She pulled her skirt up. Carl came over rubbed his cock up and down her slit a few times. She moaned, "Fuck me Carl." He slid in easily. "Yes, that's it. Fuck me."
Carl started to fuck her hard and fast. "That's the way I like it. God that feels good. So much better than you Frank," she taunted. "He actually lasts more than 30 seconds. He can make me cum. He made your wife cum the other day when she was in here, didn't she Frank. Didn't she?"
"Yes, Carl made her cum with his big cock." Frank sounded resigned to some dreadful fate when he said it. It made me wonder how Zoe came to `own' Frank like this.
Zoe came a couple times, almost screaming. I began to worry about others hearing. "Ok Carl. Stop for a minute." Carl slowed down his thrusts and stopped. He pulled his dick out with Zoe's juices covering it. My desk was soaked with them.
Zoe got down off the desk and got onto the floor on all fours. "Carl, come fuck my ass." Carl smiled and got behind her. He spit into his hand and lubed his dick up some more. Carefully he pushed the head of his cock into Zoe's ass. Once it had popped through he started to thrust slowly.
"That's it baby, fuck my ass. Fill it with cum. Come on, fuck me hard. I can take it."
Carl fucked for all he was worth, slamming into Zoe's asshole with his big cock. Frank and I just stood there and stared.
"Fuck me. Fuck my asshole. Pump your cum into me baby. Come on." Zoe yelled. Carl grunted and said that he was cumming. "Yes. Ahhh, give me that cum." Carl slowed down and caught his breath. He carefully pulled his half-hard cock out of Zoe's ass.
"God that was good. Thank's Zoe. Now I'm a mess though," Carl said.
"No problem," Zoe smiled. "Frank, on your knees. Clean Carl's prick for him. Carl and I just stared as Frank complied. He took Carl's cock in his mouth and cleaned all the cum and pussy juice off. "Can you taste my shit Frank? I bet you can."
When Frank was done, Carl, zipped up, said thanks again and left. Frank made a move for the door too. "Not so fast boss," Zoe, who was still on her hands and knees on the floor, said. "Get your ass over here. Lick Carl's cum out of my ass and off my pussy."
Frank did as he was asked. He got behind Zoe and licked all the cum off her ass and pussy. He did his best to stick his tongue into her asshole and get more of the cum out. He seemed to enjoy this.
Frank finished and Zoe got up. "Well, back to work," She said. Frank opened the door and my assistant looked in. Zoe said to Frank, "You've got a cum stain on your pants Frank." My assistant smirked knowingly.
Zoe was definitely out of my league.