An unsafe workplace

A few days later, Yuki was still riding the wave of ecstasy from her hast encounter. That was how she imagined it! That was exactly what she had hoped for. Now she could only wait until the next time. She had no idea when that would be of course. Which was just the way she preferred it, Yuki thought with a grin.

But for now, she has to concentrate on her work. After all, about three quarters of her coworkers were idiots. So if something has to be done right, her boss assigned it to her more often than not. Not that her boss could always tell if something has been done right. He unfortunately, counted among those three quarters.

That is why she was in a slightly annoyed mood when he called her into his office. Yuki sat down on the chair opposite his desk and she usually did. "What is it?" She asked in what she hoped was a polite tone.

"Ms. Hitara" he began. Her boss was an out of shape middle aged white guy in a badly fitting suit that should have been made into rags a few years ago. "I suppose you know why you are here?" He asked her.

What was she supposed to have done this time, Yuki asked herself. It would not be the first time he called her in here and demanded that she rectified some mistake that he believed hey to have made. Usually she was not responsible. She ended up doing it anyway.

"Sorry Sir, I don't know" that was what Yuki is usually said. Her boss looked at her with raised eyebrows. "Oh, you want to play or like that, huh? Fine with me" This caught Yuki's attention. Normally, he would just tell her what he wants at this point. And how he said it... It did not even sound angry. Contrary to his words, he almost sounded excited.

Her boss stood up and paced around the desk until he stood behind her. "I have called you here into my office for a very specific reason today, Ms Hitara. Or rather..." Yuki heard a lock close behind her at the same time, as her now continued "... my little free use Asia whore!"

Yuki gulped. She could feel his hands on her shoulders. Her heart pounded hard. She could not believe it. Sure, this was the kind of thing she hoped for all the time. But him?! Yuki had never thought of her boss as a man as such. And yet, in this very second he was reaching down and groping her boobs through her clothes.

Grunting like the stupid idiot he was, he groped her tits from behind. "I've seen the profile you slut, we both know you want this!" He snarled down at her. She had to admit that he was right. Normally she would love this. It was not that she had anything against it really, even from him. But it just did not feel as exciting somehow. Maybe because she had seen him at a wimp all of her years in this hellhole.

Still die did not protest. Sure did not show much enthusiasm either, but that did not deter him from sticking his disappointingly small thing in her mouth. It was unremarkable in every way. He did not use her hard, he was not in her mouth for very long and he refused to grow bigger as pumped into her open mouth with **** groans.

Yuki was out of his office mere minutes later, not satisfied in any way. Until her afternoon meeting, that is.

She joined the meeting room about two minutes late. Normally she would still have been the early one. Her two colleagues, Dennis, who was one of the few competent people here, and Marcus, dumb as a rock but a tall my muscular black guy, we're both usually even later. Not today. They both waited for her with malicious smiles.

Yuki knew it from the second she entered the room. They knew. It looked like her meeting with the boss had at least had one good outcome: more people, if not every guy in the office, knew about her leanings now.

Marcus did not even greet her before lifting her body up onto the conference table. While this tall black hunk literally tore off her blazer, Dennis said " You could have just told us before, you know?" while pulling down her pants and panties on one go.

Her blazer and blouse open and her pants around her ankles, the only thing that kept Yuki from being totally exposed to them was her bra. Marcus seemed to think so as well. He talked it down, moving it below her breasts. They were now naked and being pushed up.

They did not exactly hold her there by ****. Not very hard at least. But still, Yuki had one man pinning her down onto the conference table at either side. She shivered with excitement. This was exhilarating! You did not say anything. She simply sighed a long sigh. A sigh in which she put all her hopes of being absolutely used by these two. She had even closed her eyes.

It was in that moment, that the heavy form of Marcus hard black dick slapped on her unsuspecting forehead. Without conscious thought, Yuki's hand stretched out to let her fingers slide over this impressive shaft. They suddenly closed into a tight grip though, as she felt another cock make its way into her wet pussy. It was not at all gentle. All the way in, balls deep right from the start.

Yuki's hands tried to claw into the table. The now free BBC slapped her across the face several times before being unceremoniously shoved into her mouth, muffling her moans that had been increasing in volume. One pull of Marcus strong arms later, her head dangled off the edge of the table.

And just like that, she got used from either end. Used hard! None of them showed any **** in jackhammering into her helpless holes. It was whore heaven!

Yuki had no idea how long they had used her body. Minutes? Hours? After they had both cum inside her they high fived and left her in a puddle of cum, naked on the conference table. Yuki could not move for several minutes, except for random after shakes caused by her intense orgasm. This was it! This was the way it had to be.

Snatched up, put in position, used, and left. Yuki sincerely hoped that they would pass around word of this to every guy in the office.

Oh fuck, this had been a great day!