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hand.
    Did he mean
what she thought he did? He did. She walked over, turned her back
to him, and then lowered herself down onto his erection. Alfie lay
perfectly still until she had taken Simon's cock inside her pussy.
She put her feet on the tarpaulin, and began to push herself up and
down. Simon was the filling in the sandwich, as Alfie fucked his
arse, and Kate rode his cock.
    The two guys
somehow synchronised their orgasms. Alfie shot his load deep into
Simon's arse just a few seconds before Simon came. Kate was a
little disappointed to feel his hot spunk shoot inside her; she had
wanted it to last for much longer.
     
    Book 2: Part 9
     
    “I hope you
aren't going to make a habit of working late,” Michael said. It was
the second night running he'd had to prepare dinner.
    “Sorry darling.
It was an emergency breakdown.”
    “You shouldn't
let them take advantage of you.”
     
    Kate knew she
owed him, so gave him an after dinner blow job. Little did he know
what she was thinking about all the time she was giving him
head.

Book 3: MMF Secrets
    Book 3: Part 1
     
    “We can't!”
    “Of course we
can.” Betty put her hand on Frank's crotch. Just as she suspected -
his mouth was saying no, but his cock was screaming 'let's fucking
do it!”
    “We'll get
sacked if we get caught.”
    “That's all
part of the excitement.” She stroked his cock through his trousers.
“I want this in my mouth now!”
    Frank looked
out of the office window onto the open plan floor. It was lunch
time, and most of the desks were deserted. Even so, he could still
see a few heads bobbing around in amongst the cubicles. He’d never
understood why anyone would choose to spend their lunch break at
their desk. He had been on his way out when Betty intercepted him.
She had pushed him back into his office, slammed the door behind
her, and told him she was going to give him a blow job.
    “What brought
this on?” He asked looking down at Betty who was now on her knees
in front of him.
    “Can't a girl
feel horny?” She undid the buttons on her white top, and pushed the
bra cups down, revealing her breasts. She sucked a finger
provocatively before pinching her hard nipples.
    “But what if
someone comes to my office?”
    “Lock the
door.”
    “There isn't a
lock.”
    “Well you will
just have to keep a look out.” She snapped the button on his
trouser waistband open.
    “Oh shit!”
Frank leaned forward, his hands resting on the partition which
separated his office from the main floor. Betty was below the level
of the windows, so couldn’t be seen by those in the main office. He
heard the sound of his zip being undone. At that very moment, Peter
James stood up in his cubicle, and walked over to the water cooler.
Frank's trousers fell to his ankles as he felt a hand push inside
his boxers.
    “Hmmm! Nice and
hard.” Betty pulled his cock free from his boxers. “Yummy.” She
licked the head of his cock which was damp with pre cum. Peter
James poured a cup of water, and turned to face Frank's office. The
water cooler was some distance away, but Peter had been known to
call in for a chat when he noticed Frank was in his office at lunch
time. That was another reason Frank rarely stuck around – Peter
could bore for England. Betty pulled his boxers down, and took his
erection in both hands. Frank had a cock worthy of two hands. One
hand cupped the head of his cock while her other stroked the shaft
– really slowly – she wanted this to last as long as possible.
    Peter raised a
hand to acknowledge Frank.
    “Please don't
come over here,” Frank said under his breath. Peter was single, and
to the best of Frank's knowledge had never had a girlfriend. What
would he think if he knew Frank was getting a hand job? And, any
moment now - a blow job.
    “What?” Betty
looked up; her hands still busy on his cock.
    Peter James
walked back to his cubicle.
    “Nothing. I
thought Peter James was going to come over.”
    “There's only
one person going to