Tell me you want to fuck him...

Approximately two minutes later, Gary quietly opened the door to the janitors closet, situated directly between the two bathrooms, and right across the hall from the water fountain. He had checked in both directions, making certain that nobody was watching, or even noting that he was there. Gary had learned that if you showed up exactly on time, or early, the boss had a nasty tendency to assume you were just there to use the internet. Not totally wrong, as the vast majority of the time that was exactly what the boss was doing in his little office, but that of course was the way it always went.

He felt lucky to have a friend like Stacey, but he didn't think he'd ever be able to really ask her out. She was nice, but apart from the sex, they really had nothing in common. Gary didn't care much for office gossip, but Stacey loved it. He had always kept a very small social circle, so having a friend who was part motivator and part sexual relief was nice. He just didn't want to hear about all the other guys that she did this for. Even hearing her mention Viola's boyfriend was frustrating, because she always seemed so happy.

"Get lost on your way here?" Stacey looked at Gary through heavily lidded eyes as she leaned back against the white enameled sink. She had slid her skirt up to her thighs, and beneath the fabric, Gary could easily see her dark black panties, hugging her mound with a slight crease up the center.

"Had to wait till the coast was clear." Gary remarked, closing the door tightly behind himself. The thing had no lock, which was always a bit nerve wracking. The only way the thing was ever secured was by a small padlock on the outside and a deadbolt. Not that it was ever locked. Stealing office supplies was a pretty standard procedure around here, but at least this early nobody should be popping in. Most of the staff would be going about their morning bullshit routine, involving whatever websites they frequented and standing around the coffee machine for about twenty minutes. Plenty of time to enjoy a little moment of not being here.

"I could use those talented fingers... right here." Stacey remarked, hooking her fingers into her panties and pulling them to the side, revealing her trimmed pussy to Gary's view. He licked his lips in response, and felt his cock throb with longing for her. She looked really good, and he momentarily wished he had picked the File room instead. At least there was enough room to lay down in that spot.

"Just fingers huh?" Gary asked, reaching out to run his hand along the inside of Stacey's thigh.

"Maybe some more later..." Stacey purred, her hand gripping at his belt and pulling him closer. He was getting hard already, Stacey noted with some pleasure. She always loved making men feel good, and Gary was a bit more appreciative than most. A little too appreciative sometimes, honestly, and the puppy dog routine got tiresome. But for just a little bit he was fun.

She slid her hand over the fabric of his pants, feeling the outline of his growing erection. She squeezed softly as his fingers slipped up and down along the side of the juncture of her leg and body. He was trying to tease her, but she wasn't in the mood for it, and accelerated the process a bit by undoing the belt and zipper of his pants.

Gary's boxer shorts were tented quite nicely beneath the neutral colored cloth, and Stacey couldn't help but stroke him a few time through the thin material of the shorts. Gary barely managed to stifle a moan in response, as Stacey was working it exactly the way he liked it. A nice grip, slowly covering and uncovering the head of his cock with the skin... oh shit, he realized, she's already got my shorts down.

His fingers moved, directly to Stacey's parted lower lips, and he dipped his finger into her channel. Stacey couldn't help but contract around the penetration, enjoying the sensation of his warm hand entering her. It always felt so good when he did it, and she loved how he rubbed his palm against her mound, working her clit as he drove his finger in and out of her. It felt so good to her. Not as good as being fucked, but good. Good enough to slip his shorts down and bring him a little closer.

She admired the shape of Gary's cock as her hand pumped up and down the shaft, bringing a moan to his lips and a renewed vigor to his digital motions. It felt good, so good, but she wanted just a little more. She wanted to hear him.

"Tell me... you want to... " Stacey gasped out quietly, before her lips pressed against the tip of Gary's cock head. She swirled her tongue around it, tasting the salty flavor of his excitement.

"I want to what...?" Gary whispered back, his mind solely on Stacey's lips as they slipped over him, sucking gently on him and bringing a gasp to his lips.

"Tell me you want to fuck them..." Stacey purred, liking the image in her brain of holding down sweet little innocent Viola, and watching this man have his way with her. It brought a gush of moisture to her pussy, which clenched in happy ecstasy as Gary inserted another finger into her body, stretching her out a bit more and causing a ripple of pleasure to flow though her. She again dropped her mouth onto Gary's cock, pulling as much as she could into her mouth as her hand moved to gently cup and squeeze his balls.

Gary groaned at the image that burned in his head of making love to those two beauties. She was absolutely right. He did want to fuck them.

"Oh yeah... I want to fuck them both..." Gary groaned, another burst of pleasure flowing through his brain as Stacey pleasured him.

"Tell me more..." Stacey purred, before again bobbing her head on his member.

"I want you to watch it..." Gary gasped out, loving the image that Stacey had planted in him. He couldn't help but think about how amazing it would be to have those two with him... and to let this good friend enjoy it as well.

"Oh that would be so fucking hot... maybe while I fuck their boyfriend... keep him busy for you..." Stacey fantasized, jacking her hand up and down Gary's cock rapidly.

"Tell me..." Gary groaned back, as the soft gasps from Stacey's mouth were only one indication of her ongoing orgasm.

"I want to fuck him while you watch me..." She gasped out, feeling the pulses through Gary's cock as she said it. He liked that, she could tell, as her lips descended onto his cockhead and she felt him spurt into her mouth.

She continued to enjoy the feel of him pulsing in her mouth, the orgasm coating her throat and causing her to instinctively swallow. Her hand came around his ass and pulled him a bit deeper as his cock jerked again within her, spurting his seed into her mouth. She loved this feeling of a man's orgasm up so close, and she imagined that gorgeous man doing the same thing.

Gary had no idea why the idea turned him on so much, but somehow, the thought of watching his friend seduce his rival was incredibly arousing. The thought of watching her take him into a room, and then have the opportunity to show Viola and Lauren what they were missing was great. I mean, it wasn't like he was trying to steal the women, he justified to himself, feeling the last few pulses of his come spurt into Stacey's mouth. He was just... giving them options.

Stacey purred again, licking her way across Gary's cock, as his finger withdrew from her still clenching pussy. Her thoughts were still a whirl of pleasure, her brain flashing to favorite little turn ons. She helped Gary adjust himself, and the two of them took advantage of the nearby sink to clean up all evidence of their recent activity, not that there was much, but somehow, there was a wet spot on Stacey's skirt that needed immediate attention.

"So... uh... that was awesome." Gary commented, moving to the door, and looking back at Stacey, who was busily applying a fresh coat of lipstick and wiping off a mark.

"Better wash that, think I left a few lip prints on it." Stacey grinned at Gary, pointing directly at his crotch.

"Were uh... were you serious about that?" Gary asked after a moment, his hand on the door.

"Which part? That I want you to watch me?" Stacey smiled. "Maybe I might like being seen once in a while. You'd just have to convince him."

"Well, if I help you with that, will you help me with what I want?" Gary offered, his thoughts on their earlier conversation.

"That... sounds like a lot of fun, actually." Stacey remarked, a happy smile on her face.