Welcome to The Firm

No longer able to restrain his amusement, Reggie looked down on Ursula and Brenda and laughed heartily.

The blonde Brenda gazed at Reggie adoringly with eager eyes beneath her purple panty-hat. Her hair poked out wildly from beneath the elastic leg and waist holes, stiff with streaks of dried steak sauce, ranch dressing, and god knows what else, from her trials at the cafe. She was still licking thick ropes of Reggie's cum off of slick lips that she had gathered from Ursula's face as she salaciously winked at him. Her once pristine white collared blouse was covered in an assortment of unrecognizable substances and her knee length brown leather skirt was bunched stiffly at her thighs to reveal several layers of panties sloppily arranged over her pubic mound.

Ursula, the brunette lawyer had a large 'L' printed on her forehead with dark eye liner, and was alternating between gazing lustfully at Reggie and longingly at Brenda's cum streaked face. Several times Reggie noticed Ursula turn her head and tentatively extend her pretty pink tongue towards the accumulated mess on her former client's pretty face, but quickly turned to focus back on Reggie whenever Brenda noticed the probing muscle to her left.

The stately lawyer also carried remnants of her excursions at the cafe, most evident by the creamy white substance oozing from the low collar of her chocolate silk blouse and the large dark patches of wet fabric over her generous tit mounds capped by stiff aching nipples begging for attention. It appeared that someone had poured copious amounts of ranch dressing into each of her bra cups and then fastened the garment back in place. The result was a tit ranch bath where the thick white fluid seeped over and through her bra cups to stain the material over her Mellon chest and the low collar of her blouse. The delicate buttons were fastened misaligned so the left side of her collar hung lower than the right and her right blouse tail hung loosely at her hips, freed from the waistband of her skirt. Her cream knee length suit skirt was streaked with filth from groveling on the cafe floor, worn backwards with the rear zip and kick pleat in front. She had long since last the matching blazer during the early stages of the cum facial competition with Brenda.

Reggie smiled while focusing on Brenda and thought, "YOUR NAME IS CUM DUMPSTER. YOU ARE THE SEXUAL CUSTODIAN FOR THE LAW FIRM AND YOUR SERVICES ARE TO PROVIDE SEXUAL RELEASE FOR THE MEN AND WOMEN WHO WORK HERE. YOU TAKE EXCEPTIONAL PRIDE IN YOUR DUTIES AND PREFORM THEM TO THE BEST OF YOUR ABILITIES. THERE IS NO REQUEST YOU WILL NOT PERFORM. YOU LOVING BEING DEGRADED AND HUMILIATED WITH HAIR, FACE, AND BODY CUM SHOWERS, WEARING SOMEONES CUM ON YOUR BODY OR CLOTHING GIVES YOU A SENSE OF PRIDE AND KEEPS YOU IN A CONSTANT STATE OF AROUSAL!"

Reggie then tried something he had not done before. Closing his eyes, he projected his thoughts all around him, "YOU ARE OVER STRESSED FROM WORKING TOO MUCH. YOU WILL REQUEST CUM DUMPSTER'S SERVICES WHEN YOU SEE HER!"

Ursula took her eyes off Reggie momentarily to look at the former Brenda in new light.

"Cum Dumpster," Ursula called while raising herself on unsteady legs. Still weak from multiple orgasms and giddy with post fuck feeling, she raised herself from the floor and moved to her large mahogany desk in the center of the office. "I could use a little stress relief", Ursula continued while clearing the clutter from her desk and propping her padded ass on the surface. Leaning back on her elbows, she planted her feet on the desk and spread her legs to raise the hem of her skirt to her thighs. The fabric tented around her legs to frame her bare sex still slick with stimulation. Her pretty emerald silk panties were around her left wrist along side three other trophies from the cafe competition.

"Of course Ms Stevens." Cum dumpster responded professionally as she demurely raised herself from the floor. Adjusting her skirt, she clicked on 4 inch heels towards the spread legged Ursula. She proceeded to climb below Ursula's tented skirt and could be heard enthusiastically lapping from below.

"Mmmmmmmm", Ursula groaned with half lidded eyes, "Hiring you....", Ursula bucked her hips towards the eager tongue working below her skirt. "Was the....BEST decision.....", she began to clench her thighs and close her knees around Cum Dumpster's head like a flesh vice. "This firm....", a muffled squeak could be heard below Ursula's skirt as clenched thighs closed tighter, "EVER made!" Ursula sighed as her legs once again relaxed and her head lolled lazily from slack shoulders.

While Cum Dumpster was tending to Ursula, Reggie took a moment to familiarize himself with Ursula's executive office suite. He stood from the plush leather seat behind the solid mahogany desk were Ursula sat with Cum Dumpster eagerly performing her new duties. Walking past a large wooden bookshelves stocked with legal documents, assorted books, and various pictures and professional awards, he continued toward the large floor to ceiling windows along the far side of the office. Gaging by the expansive corner office and lavishly furnished interior, Ursula appeared to be quite affluential in her firm.

"Mmmmmmm," Ursula mewled from behind him. "A little....", Reggie noticed her breathing becoming more erratic as she spoke, "...bit...", her voice was gradually increasing in pitch, "HIGHER!", she shrieked, then reached to cup her left hand over her mouth in an attempt to stifle her arousal.

"Yessss...", she slowly hissed as Cum Dumpster hit the mark with probing tongue. Ursula continued to loll her head with low moans of pleasure accompanied by the steady slurping of Cum Dumpster's dutiful lapping.

Reggie looked out the large glass windows to survey the streets below. Judging by the heights of the buildings around him, he guessed to be on the 6th or 7th floor of a mid-rise office building on the edge of the business district. Reggie could in fact see the cafe they had just left several blocks away where a small commotion seemed to be taking place on the sidewalk outside.

A small group of people were gathering and pointing at two women dressed in revealing lingerie who were alternating between glancing at each other and striking lewd poses before three business men near the cafe outdoor seating area. The women seemed to become more brazen with each pose and were now outright plastering their lingerie clad bodies to the business men, reaching wantonly towards their crotches to unfasten belts and loose zippers. Reacting quickly, two of the men draped their jackets over the frantically pawing women and the group of five retrieved briefcases, purses, and shopping bags, and moved hurriedly down the sidewalk towards the business district.

A sharp buzzing sound from the phone on the large desk besides Ursula drew Reggie's attention from the scene on the streets below. Ursula's languid smile slipped to tight lipped annoyance as the spread legged brunette reached a well manicured nail to tap the flashing angry red button on her phone.

"I asked.....", Ursula husked in ragged breaths, "...to NOT be....", she whined softly while thrusting her hips into Cum Dumpsters hungry mouth, "DISTURBED!", she sang the last word in a high pitched alto.

Heavy panting could be heard on the other end through the receiver. "I'm sorry Ms Stevens...", Jenny's sexed-up voice continued through the intercom. "Ms Blake is here....", an audible GULP was heard, followed by a soft sigh, "regarding the Worthington Twins case....". As Jenny struggled to get the words out, Reggie wondered how often she had answered the phone this afternoon.

"Ms Blake....", Jenny whined, "....INSISTS that you hold to your scheduled noon appointment...", she paused for a long steadying breath, "Ms Blake along with both Worthington twins...", Jenny let slip a low whimper, "...are making a SCENE in the lobby."

Reggie could hear strong voices arguing in the background beneath Jenny's low even panting.

"FINE!", Ursula almost shrieked as her legs spasmed around Cum Dumpster's skirt clad head. "Send them in...OH GAWD!" She yelped as she again jammed her left hand in her mouth to muffle her arousal. Ursula's legs bucked wildly as her arms went limp to her elbows. She then abruptly stiffened, severely arching her back off the hard desk top to thrust her silk clad tits to the ceiling. With a loud THUMP, her head bounced off the desktop with her thick brown hair fanning over the surface as her entire body went limp. She then sat still with closed eyes and blissful smile as the the ripples of post orgasmic aftershocks ebbed through her body.

"Ms Stevens......Ms Stevens?", Jenny's voice repeated nervously from the receiver.

"Seenthem...in..", Ursula lazily slurred through saliva slick lips, "..in five...minutes..", she continued while gently propping herself on elbows and raising her head from the desk as her body slowly regained strength. A long string of spittle linked her lips to a puddle of drool on the desk as she straightened her posture.

"Yes Ms Stevens.", Jenny breathed, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then continued.

"Um.....One last thing Ms. Stevens..." Jenny almost whispered, but seemed to have somewhat regained her composure.

"What is it......JENNY?", Ursula snapped while continuing to right herself. Cum dumpster had extracted herself from beneath Ursula's skirt and was assisting in straightening the disheveled clothing on the sex ravaged lawyer. With face slick and dripping with Ursula's arousal, the blonde sexual custodian cooed contentively as she brushed creases from Ursula's rumpled cream skirt and smoothed wrinkles on her soiled chocolate silk blouse.

As Cum dumpster dutifully worked, Ursula stared intently at the blonde formerly known as Brenda as she worked. With her hair sticking out in sauce, dressing, and sweat drenched tangles beneath her pretty purple panty hat, and her face dripping with lady cum onto her once spotless fitted white blouse, Ursula thought she looked absolutely ravishing.

Ursula thrilled at the thought of cleaning the pussy drool from Cum Dumpsters face and found herself licking her lips as she leaned forward on the desk edge. Her pussy spasmed slightly as she slowly inched forward, nipples poking obscenely through her blouse as she thought of long savory licks of tongue on cheek and tasting herself on the blonde's pretty face.

"...Do you know where Cum Dumpster is?", Ursula paused as the intrusion of Jenny's voice broke her from her lust filled daydream. "We've had quite a few requests for her this morning....", Jenny hesitantly continued, clearly aware of Ursula's growing annoyance.

"She's just assisted me.....", Ursula sighed while allowing Cum Dumpster to lead her off the desk top and help steady her wobbling legs set in pretty 3 inch cream heels on the floor. Cum dumpster had unzipped Ursula's skirt to neatly tuck her silk blouse within the waistband and was aligning her skirt to draw the zip in back as Ursula continued.

"...with a problem...", Cum Dumpster was skillfully refastening the buttons of Ursula's blouse and smoothing the wide collar above her creamy tit flesh and against her elegant neck.

Cum Dumpster then reached below her knee length brown leather skirt and removed one of several pairs of panties layered over her sex and proceeded to efficiently mop up with blue cotton panties a small pool of Ursula's arousal left over from where she had repeatedly orgasmed on the desk.

"...I'll send her to you momentarily." Ursula concluded as Cum Dumpster was roughly scrubbing the sodden blue panties to remove a white ranch dressing stain from the silk clad nipple of Ursula's right tit. Cum Dumpster then dabbed the damp cloth around Ursula's cheeks, lips, and nose to remove any excess residue, and with a satisfied nod stepped back into the panty rag and pulled it in place to rest with the two other pairs against her sex.

"If that will be all Ms Stevens?" Cum dumpster asked with hands clasped demurely before her, pressing palms against her skirt.

"Yes Cum Dumpster," Ursula responded. She was leaning against her desk while re-applying her make up in the professional manner which she preferred. Reggie could recognize the hint of disappointment in her voice for missing the opportunity to lick her own lady cum from Cum Dumpster's pretty face. "Please report to Jenny at the front desk....", Ursula pressed her lips together to evenly coat her freshly applied lipstick, "and have Jenny send in Ms Blake, Shannon, and Diane.

"Very good Ms Stevens." Cum Dumpster responded with a stiff bow. Reggie noticed her face was still slick with pussy moisture which continued to slowly drip to stain her pretty white fitted blouse. The solid dark stained wood door of Ursula's office closed behind Cum Dumpster as she excused herself.

With one last brush stroke through her thick brown hair, Ursula sat herself in her stuffed leather chair and began to arrange the various items displaced from her thrashing orgasmic limbs. Reggie walked to position himself to lean against the heavy desk as Ursula hefted her heavy tits with both hands, gently adjusted each in lace bra cups, and released them to settle on her chest.

Ursula favored Reggie with a lustful gaze and slow roll of pink tongue over plump red lips as a sharp knock sounded and the door slowly creaked open.