“Hold all my calls!” Meagan sharply told her legal assistant as she barged through the office door. She had NOT had a good day in court and was still seething that the judge admonished her for attempting to present evidence improperly, despite having thoroughly researched the precedent. She stormed through the outer office and, after entering her private suite, slammed the door shut.
Meagan locked her office door, strode angrily to her desk, and sat down. She knew she needed to relax, but she just couldn’t get her mind off debacle she had just suffered in court. She had graduated from law school Summa Cum Laude and had made Law Review. She was not used to being embarrassed in her profession. It was eating at her and she needed to do something distract her from dwelling on it.
Meagan picked up the phone and dialed her husband’s cell phone number. ‘He’ll talk me down,’ she thought, ‘He always knows the right thing to say.’ Meagan waited impatiently as the phone continued to ring and ring until, finally, her husband’s phone went to his voicemail. “Damn!” she said. Frustrated, she flung her phone down on the desk in another fit of anger. With her anger management skills being sorely tested, she started pacing the office, not quite knowing what to do next.
Suddenly, Meagan had an idea. She looked down at her right-hand desk drawer, her ‘secret stash,’ as she referred to it. Even though the door was locked, Meagan instinctively looked around her suite to be sure no one was around, and pulled a key out from underneath the desk blotter. Trancelike, Meagan put the key in the drawer and opened it up to view what was inside.
Meagan had been blessed with an abnormally high sex drive and her ‘secret stash’ contained some of her favorite sex toys – dildos, vibrators, plugs, lube – anything imaginable to help the young, successful professional woman relieve her sexual needs away from home – or in this case – her frustrations. As an attorney, she, out of necessity, worked very long hours and her toys often helped her get through her workday when her husband wasn’t able to visit to satisfy her. Then, in that case, she had to resort to masturbation.
At a time when most women tried to deemphasize their femininity, Meagan had dressed to emphasize hers as long as she could remember. First in middle school and continuing through high school, college and law school, Meagan had worn skirts or dresses as opposed to jeans which most of her peers wore. She wore thongs, even to the office, and preferred wearing thigh high stockings, as opposed to pantyhose.
At a time when most women had eschewed them, she loved wearing high heels, as it emphasized her long legs which she considered her best feature. She loved the looks and comments she got, especially from the men, something that did nothing to endear her to her peers and coworkers as they saw it as buying into an outdated stereotype of women.
As Meagan perused her collection of toys, she began to lightly rub her pussy through the fabric of her black lace panties. She chose one of her favorite dildos, a ten-inch BBC that her husband purchased for her. Meagan placed it on her desk and then pulled out a small glass butt plug. She REALLY needed to get off to relax, and she figured that double penetration would do the trick. She placed the plug on her desk next to the dildo and removed her jacket and unbuttoned and opened her blouse.
As she continued to rub her pussy through the sheer fabric of her thong with her left hand, she began to rub her breasts through her bra with her right hand. Her breathing began to get heavier, and she eased herself back into her office chair. Rubbing her pussy lips an increased ferocity, she worked her hand underneath the cup of her black lace Victoria’s Secret underwire bra and began to pull on her nipples which quickly became hard and erect.
“Mmmmm,’ she moaned softly. Meagan worked a finger under her thong and started massaging her clit, which always got her wet. She maneuvered herself so that she could slip her bra down under her tits; she loved being partially undressed while masturbating as it made her feel naughtier. Once freed from the confines of the bra, Meagan pulled and pinched on her breasts while still fingering her clit. “Ohhhhhh,” she said. She was relaxing now, and bucking her hips slightly to her finger. Her pussy was sopping wet and tingling. She knew that she was ready!
Standing up, Meagan removed her blouse followed by her bra. She walked over to the huge leather chair that was situated at an angle to her desk. Reaching behind her, she unzipped her dark gray pencil skirt and slid it off her hips. As the skirt land around her ankles in a slight “whoosh,” she slid her fingers into the waistband of her panties and quickly lower them to her ankles. Reaching down, she lifted each leg out of them in turn and then picked up both her skirt and panties and tossed them onto the same chair as her blouse and bra.
Meagan walked back her desk chair and sat down again. She took the butt plug in one hand and squeezed a liberal amount of Astroglide – her preferred lubricant – on the glass ornament. She lifted her hips up off the chair, and taking a deep breath, gently inserted the glass toy into her ass. She let out a muffled, “aaarrrggghhhh,” as the plug opened up her sphincter and slid into her ass. Although she loved anal sex and had been taking it up her ass since she was twenty-six, anal penetration was always at best uncomfortable for her. She slid the plug in the entire length – four inches – which gave her the feeling of having her ass both stretched open and filled.
After filling her tight little ass, Meagan sat back down and slightly spread her legs apart. Taking the ten-inch dildo in her hands, she firmly and slowly but inserted it into her wet pussy. Once again, Meagan let out a restrained gasp of, “Oh my God!” as girth of her toy uncomfortably stretched open her tight and thoroughly wet vagina. After the first few inches had slid into her cunt, Meagan stopped for a few moments to get used to the feeling of being filled with her toy.
After the brief initial uncomfortableness passed and she felt the muscles of her vagina relax, she began to slowly slide the monster deeper into her tunnel of sexual pleasure. Meagan had fucked large cocks before, but never had she had one as thick as this dildo, and she had to give herself time to get used to the penetration and the fullness she was experiencing.
Meagan slid down a bit in her office chair, which allowed her to push more of the dildo inside her. Every slight movement it made increased her pleasure, and she was now softly moaning continuously as she slowly slid the monster back and forth in her pussy. As the waves of sexual pleasure overwhelmed her, she moved her free hand moved back up to her sensitive tits and she began to knead one breast while guiding the monster dildo in her sopping wet pussy.
The feeling she had was indescribable, as she had the full length of the dildo in her pussy now and, combined with the four-inch butt plug in her ass, was experiencing wave upon wave of sexual energy surging through her body. The feelings certainly were overwhelming and, for the moment, her mind had been emptied of the anger and resentment she had experienced after her troubles in court earlier and the frustrations of not being able to reach her husband for support and advice.
As the sexual energy she was experiencing grew and grew, all pretense of being “in control” vanished. The ability to restrain herself was completely gone and her vocal expressions grew in the intensity of the moment. There was no holding back now – she didn’t give a second thought as to who might hear her – as she began screaming “Oh God! GOD!! OOHH GGOODD,” while simultaneously bucking furiously in her padded chair.
“FUCK ME! FUCK ME!! MAKE ME CUM!!!” Meagan screamed out to her imaginary lover, as she worked the dildo faster and faster, harder and harder into aching pussy. The toys filling her pussy and ass were touching almost as one now, separated only by the thin nerve-filled membrane between them. She was bucking wilding, uncontrollably in her office chair which began squeaking from her frenzied movements. While the walls of her office muffled the noise somewhat, even her office assistant could not help but to take notice of them and struggled to restrain herself from either beginning her own voyage of discovery or letting her curiosity get the better of her and go in and join Meagan.
“OH FUCK! OH FUCK!! FFFUUUCCCKKK!!! I’M CUMMING!!!! “AAAARRRGGGGHHH!” Meagan screamed out uninhibitedly as her pussy released a torrent of her sexual juices, and which flooded her patent leather chair. At the same time, her sphincter tightened around the butt plug and experienced a second earth-shattering orgasm.
As the euphoria of her near simultaneous orgasms receded and physically spent and somewhat exhausted from the experience, Meagan leaned back against her chair, and let out a huge sigh. She basked in the post orgasmic bliss of relaxation and contentment. After a few minutes, she gathered herself enough to look around. She was naked. Her blouse and bra were gone, exposing her still heaving breasts. Her panties and skirt were in the chair with her blouse and bra. The dildo that had been in her pussy had slipped out and was now lying in a pile of her cum juices at the base of her chair on her office floor.
Grabbing a tissue from a box on top of her desk, Meagan lifted her ass up from her chair and reaching behind her, gently removed the plug from her ass and set it down on the edge of her desk. Bending down, she picked up the dildo and set it next to the butt plug. Opening her ‘stash drawer,’ she took out a bottle of alcohol antiseptic and wiped each toy down lovingly and gently before setting each one back in its container in the drawer, before closing it and relocking it.
Standing up, she walked to the chair and began to get dressed again. She reached down, grabbed her panties and stepping back into them, pulled them up her long slender legs and past her garter straps. She rearranged the garter straps themselves and smooth out her stockings which had become twisted around her legs. She then grabbed her bra and put it back on. After reclasping the snaps, she turned the bra around and pulled the straps back up over her shoulders and readjusted the cups cradling her breasts. Finally and lastly, she stepped back into her skirt and pulled up to her waist before pulling the zipper back up to secure it tightly around her waist.
‘This was a much better way to relax than yoga,’ she thought, as she picked up the phone to have her assistant call maintenance to come and clean the floor. Then, opening her briefcase, she took out the files of the case that had precipitated her troubles earlier and began to give thought on how to reargue the case.