Tier Three, Day One

It was finally November 1, but this year it fell on a Sunday. I didn't really have a lot of friends, so I went downtown to get lunch and catch a movie just to be around other people. People were already taking advantage of the opening of Tier 3 -- I saw one waitress bent over a table, getting serially ass-fucked by her customers, and at the movies, one woman in the audience didn't catch a single frame on account of being kept "airtight" through the whole film.

I didn't feel like participating that way. On the whole I preferred to have sex with people I already knew, not just random strangers in the street. So, I went home and went to bed, feeling morose.

The next day, I woke up feeling truly refreshed. I had slept extremely well and I was ready for the day's work -- and the day's sex. In fact I felt more confident than I had since the second day of Free Use.

I got to work early. Even George hadn't arrived yet, and he usually came early to try to get some action before anyone else. I saw Susan and Joanne come in, and I said hello to them; but I was really waiting for Kate. I had decided to make my move.

Kate came in at ten minutes before nine, sat down at her desk, and started to log in. Before she could enter her password, I said, "Kate, would you please come to Joanne's office with me?"

She smiled broadly. "Really? Yes!" She almost squealed with delight.

I raised an eyebrow at her. "Don't be too sure, Kate," I warned.

We walked over to Joanne's office. I walked behind her, admiring her tall body and the way her skinny ass swayed as she walked. She was wearing high heels again, which made her look even taller, and she was wearing a kind of flowing, one-piece jumpsuit. Very chic. She'd really gotten a lot sexier in the last months.

We opened the door and went in. When I shut the door, Joanne looked up at Kate, then noticed me standing behind her. "Very good, James," she said. "What can I do for you this morning?"

"Can you please get into urinal position, Joanne?" I asked.

I felt Kate stiffen next to me. "'Urinal position'? What the hell is that?"

"Certainly, James," said Joanne. She stood and began to strip. "Kate, please don't make a fuss. This is perfectly regular, and I suggest you just watch and enjoy if you can." She finished stripping and went and knelt in her usual spot in the middle of the floor. Looking directly up at Kate, she clasped her elbows behind her back and opened her mouth wide.

I took off my clothes. "Thank you, Joanne," I said. I moved to stand above her. "Kate, could you come here? I would like some assistance."

Joanne was trying to do her stone-faced urinal routine, but she couldn't help smiling a little, and I knew she was happy I had finally broken through my barrier.

"Uh, sure James, but what..."

"Please hold my cock Kate. That's it. Now, aim it directly at Joanne's mouth."

"Toilet," whispered Joanne with another wink.

"Sorry, I mean the toilet's mouth," I corrected.

"This is really weird, James."

"I know, but please just do it Kate."

Kate pointed my cock into Joanne's waiting mouth, and I let out a stream of hot, acrid urine. I hadn't gone yet this morning, and it came out strong and yellow, and frothed as it filled Joanne's mouth. I could smell it, and I imagine that Kate could too.

She seemed shocked speechless, and was staring down at Joanne's piss-filled mouth in awe.

Once Joanne's mouth was full, I stopped the flow and paused to admire the view. I truly loved seeing a woman's mouth full to the brim with piss. "Kate, please tell her to flush," I said.

"Oh my God," was her choked response.

"Please Kate. Don't make me ask again."

"Ok," she said. "Sorry." Her voice quavered a bit as she looked at Joanne and said, "Flush."

Joanne swallowed with a big gulp and a smile, then opened her mouth wide again for more. She was showing off for Kate, I thought.

I filled her mouth several more times, and each time had Kate tell her to "flush". By the last time, Kate didn't even need prompting, but said it once it was clear the urine had stopped coming.

"Now Kate, please shake the last few drops onto Joanne's face, and then take off your clothes," I said. "I want to fuck your ass."