Claire spies on Anabel

It was Monday, which was Claire's favorite day. She loved the beginning of the work week and the promise it held. Especially this week, when she vowed she would get to the bottom of Anabel's deception. Claire planned to figure out what Anabel was up to and out her once and for all.

"You seem to be in a good mood," Claire's husband Chad said to her across the breakfast table. Chad was a bit older and usually took breakfast with his secretary while she read him the day's agenda. Claire actually couldn't remember the last time they ate together. She felt exposed.

"It is going to be a good week at work," Claire's smile was faltering. Chad had hated it that Claire chose to work. He picked her because he thought she wasn't particularly good at anything and hoped she would get pregnant soon. Unfortunatly Claire had continued to take birth control every day and somehow got a job at the local paper.

"That's nice, dear," Chad said as he looked at all the messages his secretary had sent him through the night. Expense reports, agenda items, tits. This secretary seemed to be up all night.

When Claire arrived at work that day she went straight to her office and shut the door. Her plan was to wait until she heard Anabel leave and then sneakily follow her. However, fate had different plans! Claire heard Tony's voice in Anabel's office. She pressed her ear to the wall hoping to get the evidence she needed to get Anabel fired."This is stupid, Ann. I can't send you out to research a fantasy story about aliens making people horny," Tony was saying.

"It isn't aliens, Tony! Well....maybe not. I'm not sure yet. I need to follow up on some of these reddit leads," Anabel explained. "And don't call me Ann.'"

"I don't know. We have stories here. Real stories! The Finley's just sued the home owner's association over fence colors."

"Do you even hear yourself right now? You know something weird is going on. Think about my interview! I need to follow up on this story. I need to know the truth. I need some answers. I need your cock."

The voices stopped. Frustrated, Claire decided to go next door and confront her boss and coworker. She heard what she needed to hear. She flung open the door to her office and stalked over to Anabel's door. Without knocking, Claire threw that door open, too. She hadn't known what exactly she expected to find, but she sure didn't think it would be her boss with his back pressed up against a wall with a terrified look on his face while Anabel crawled slowly over to him on all fours.

"What the hell is going on here?!" Claire demanded to know.

Everything stopped. Tony seemed even more scared, a strange look for his large, football player physique. Anabel looked momentarily embarrassed and then curious. She sat down on the floor with her legs pointed straight in front of her. "you should leave, Claire. I'm actually not feeling well."

"The hell I'm leaving! I knew Tony only hired you because you were fucking him!"

"Don't be stupid. I've never fucked Tony. Sometimes I just need to suck his cock. I can't explain it. It is just a feeling that comes over me. I can't help it. Tony is actually really nice about it. So you can either leave and pretend you never saw anything, or you can come finger me while he fucks my mouth."

Claire was confused but something told her to close the door. She began walking toward Anabel. "Why are you like this, slut?"

"I'm not a slut!" Anabel protested. "I just....get horny. I can't explain it. But here. See?" Anabel lifted her skirt to reveal a cleanly shaven pussy wrapped up in her pantyhose. She wasn't wearing any underwear and had soaked through the nylon. Claire felt a tinge in her own pussy and her mouth began to water. Claire swallowed. Hard.

Anabel smiled and began to stroke her pussy. "Do you like seeing how wet my pussy is, Claire? Would you like to touch it?"

Coming to her senses, Claire glared at Anabel. "Shut up, slut. I will have both your jobs once human resources hears about this. The only way I won't tell is if you do me a favor."

Anabel and Tony remained silent while they waited to hear Claire's demands. Anabel began rubbing herself through the panty hose.

Claire stood up straight, cleared her throat and said "Anabel if you can make me cum, I won't tell anyone that you fucked Tony to get this job." The truth was, Claire hadn't cum in 2 years. Chad didn't seem to care about her and she never even bothered with the toys.

After about 30 seconds of stillness, Anabel lunged at Claire. Claire was thin and pale, with much smaller boobs than Anabel but it didn't matter. Anabel ripped open Claire's blouse, spraying buttons everywhere. Claire's small, bra-covered breast was in Anabel's mouth before anyone knew it. Anabel bit down on Claire's hard nipple protruding through the bra's fabric while her hand made it's way into Claire's pants. Anabel's own large chest heaved as she began vigorously rubbing her coworker's clit. After getting both nipples properly excited (and leaving damp prints on both bra cups) Anabel kneeled down and pulled Claire's pants to the floor.

Claire was nervous but she didn't want to show it. "Eat my pussy, slut," she yelled out.

Anabel didn't need to be told twice. She pushed Claire's thighs apart and used her flattened tongue to taste her bossy coworker. Anabel slipped her right middle finger inside the waiting pussy while using her left hand to rub herself. With one finger pistoning inside of Claire. Anabel used her tongue to tease Claire's clit. It wasn't long before Claire began to breathe heavily. Anabel inserted another finger and began to fuck and lick harder. Claire began to moan and buck her hips against the compliant mouth.

"Yes! Lick my pussy you fucking whore! This is all you're good for!" Claire yelled as she gripped Anabel's curly hair and began using the other woman's face as a sex toy. Anabel tried her best to keep up. She had to use both hands to brace herself and therefore only had her mouth left to please Claire. Luckily for Anabel, Claire seemed ready to cum very quickly. "Yes! Eat my pussy! You like this, don't you, you black whore?! FUCK! YES!" Claire became to cum as she held Anabel's skull against her pussy. With a shudder, Claire sunk to the floor. She was face to face with Anabel, who smiled meekly. Claire scowled.

"Ahem," both women looked up to see Tony standing over them, cock in hand. Before either of them could react, Tony's cock erupted all over their faces. He seemed to take special care to make sure Claire's pale face got the brunt of it.