Bad Medicine VIII
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The company I work for has had a new position open up, head of the HR firm. I will be giving a speech, competing with three of my colleagues for the prestigious position which means higher pay, stock options, and a large private office (instead of the cubicle that I've been working in since I started this job). My sisters come down and make fun of my suit, the last thing I need when tensions are already high, I beg them to give me five minutes of practice time before I have to leave. They giggle together, poking fun at me all the way to the kitchen.
I continue to practice my speech now that I have some quiet, the firm wants to instill to our shareholders the importance of our equal opportunity for men and women, minorities, and sensitivity of equality between the sexes, equal pay for equal work. Our fortune 500 company has been a trail blazer for civil rights in the 50's and 60's, and now other companies look to us for example on all equality issues. The latest election has the shareholders worried about women's rights in specific, and my speech will rest all these concerns, to show them that our company, Clifford and Lowenstein, will always be on the right side of history.
The girls come back and interrupt my speech practice, yet again. They want to apologize, they hand me a bottle of water. I smile at them sweetly as I sip the water, soothing my tired throat, dry from so much practice. The girls explain that they miss me, and that the three of us are more than step-brother and sisters, we're "best friends." I smile and invite them to my speech, "you'll see what I've been working on the past six months." I see Riley and Jillian laser focused on my pants. I look down and I spot it, a massive, throbbing erection. It looks ridiculous! How am I going to give a speech on keeping sexism out of the workplace with a raging boner?!
I look up at their laughing faces, they're so pleased with themselves. They have no idea that they are ruining the opportunity of my lifetime. Hell, hundreds of people at work would give their left nut for an opportunity like this, and look what they have done to me. I am furious, they have to help me, they have no choice but to help, I don't want to be a pervert, but this is simply a matter of getting rid of a problem THEY created. They hear the desperation in my voice, they know they've got to right their wrong.
The clock is ticking. I have to be on stage for the presentation in 20 minutes. The girls will drain me, no matter what part of their bodies they have to sacrifice for it: their mouth, their pussy, there is no limit. I watch as they succumb to my every whim and fantasy. I'm looking into Jillian's eyes, yes-- she likes it. I listen to Riley whimper as I pound her deep and hard, she wants it. I have the feeling they've been aching for me to fuck them for a long time
