"How about you loosen me up for him, Abbie."

"Those are both tempting choices." Hank started to undo his pants as Abbie watched eagerly. "How about you loosen me up for him, Abbie," he told her.

His secretary and secret lover, a woman in every way but her now-revealed erection, smiled at her boss. "Oh, let me," Abbie said. She reached out and deftly unbuckled his belt, unclipped his slacks, and lowered his pants. "Mm-mm," she said, seeing the bulge in Hank's pouch-front briefs. "May I?" She licked her broad, moist lips.

"Please," Hank said. "And take your time. But let me save my first shot for when I get home."

Abbie laughed. "You can't go disappointing a rock star, boss," she said. "Mmm, I'm really looking forward to getting inside you. But first..."

"Be my guest," said Hank.

Abbie tugged down Hank's briefs, sighing as his cock was released, bouncing once before it throbbed upward. "I'm so grateful that Veevee lets me share. You're hung like a hero, and really nice looking too."

Hank laughed. "Well, by that standard, Billy Royce is hung like a god," he said.

"Sit," Abbie said.

Hank sat in his leather-covered desk chair while Abbie sank fluidly to her knees, her erection still firm and high. She bent forward over Hank's lap and took the head of his cock in.

Hank closed his eyes, smiling, sighing as Abbie's lips and tongue teased his penis. She took her time, lovingly circling the crown of Hank's cock head, setting off little tingles. He felt the vibration of Abbie's laughter when her licking made him tremble. Abbie was definitely one who enjoyed the feeling of power from bringing oral pleasure, a feeling Hank relished himself. As far as oral was concerned, Hank would just as soon give as take, and often enjoyed giving more.

But the better he knew his partner, the more he enjoyed receiving. Knowing Abbie well, he took pleasure from her clever tongue and lips, and enjoyed the little sounds she made. He felt his cock root twitching and his shaft swelling as Abbie licked little bolts of pleasure into him.

"Ah, better stop," Hank said. "Time to loosen me up."

Abbie raised her head and smiled. Her red lipstick was glossy and unsmeared. "My secret," she'd once said. "But I did tell Veevee."

Hank's secretary stood up, her erection bouncing fetchingly. A little bounce on her tits too, with the quick motion. She went to a side pedestal and opened the second, then the third drawer, taking supplies for their next figure.

With a snap of latex, Abbie gloved her hands and unrolled a condom over her erection.

"Bend over, boss," Abbie said.

Abbie took her time preparing Hank, smoothing lube over his hole, circling round it with a fingertip, tucking some slippery gel inside, then repeating. She giggled when Hank's ring twitched, winking at her.

"All right, that's one, how does it feel?" Abbie asked.

"Good," Hank said. "Let's try two fingers."

Hank felt Abbie's slim finger withdraw, to be replaced by two.

"That's good," Hank said. "Hold it there for a minute."

"You're so warm inside, I love that," Abbie said. Her fingers were a little cool inside him, but quickly warmed up. Another twitch of Hank's anal ring brought another giggle from Abbie. "I just love this," she said. "Bent over for me, getting you ready."

"Three?" Hank said.

Abbie carefully withdrew her two fingers, added another coat of gel lubricant, and pressed forward.

"Oh, yes, this is going fast," Abbie said. "Either you really want me, or you really want your rockstar friend."

"Or both?" Hank said. He breathed in deeply, feeling Abbie's fingers inside, stretching him a little now.

"Oh, I don't care," Abbie said. "I want you."

"Then take me," Hank said.

"Oooooooh," Abbie said. She eased her fingers out and stripped off the soiled glove. "Yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes."

Hank heard the snap of a lid and the wheeze of a squeeze bottle followed by the squelch-squelch of wet stroking.

Then Abbie's erection probed Hank's ass.

"Ohyessss," Abbie said, feeling Hank open up. "Yes, ooh."

Hank groaned. Abbie had a bit more girth than Jim Walker, Hank's most regular top man. "Ahh. There. Yes, you're in."

"Oh, thank you," Abbie said.

"So, back me up, girl," Hank said.

Abbie giggled. "You told me to take my time."

"I guess I did," Hank said. "I guess I did." He arranged his folded arms to support the weight of his upper body more comfortably, and shuffled his feet to balance his weight. "Over to you, Miss."