Deleted Member Posted June 30, 2023 Posted June 30, 2023 When her boss called her into his office, Abigail had a sneaking suspicion it wasn’t going to be good news. Only two days earlier she had turned down an offer of a date; and from that moment on he had given her the cold shoulder. She stood awkwardly outside his open door waiting for him to acknowledge her presence, only resorting to a theatrical cough when he refused to look up from his desk. His pretence at not knowing she was there was pathetic; it took all her willpower not to call him a prick to his face! He pushed a thick file towards her, a condescending smile playing over his lips. “Head Office wants this dealt with by Monday. As you are supposed to be Head of Advertising, I think it comes under your section?” Abigail ignored his sarcasm and opened the file. It was the latest series of results from customer surveys on several products; one glance told her it would take HOURS to collate the information. She glanced at her watch and sighed. It was 3.15pm on a Friday afternoon; there wasn’t a chance in hell of getting it finished before the office closed for the day. She looked up at him and raised an eyebrow after scanning the top page. “This report is dated three days ago and you chose to give it me now?” Her boss shrugged and looked down at his diary, turning pages as though looking for something important. When she remained seated, he looked up at her with feigned surprise. “Are you still here? I would have thought you would want to make a start if you didn’t want to be here tomorrow AND Sunday!” Abigail wondered what it would be like to grab his pen and stab him in the eye; instead she choose to smile and leave as calmly as she could. Once back at her desk, she allowed herself a small vent of frustration by crushing a Styrofoam coffee cup in her clenched fist. So much for her planned weekend! She had never visited her office building on a weekend before and was surprised by the different “feel” of the place. Without the hustle and bustle of the 2,000-odd employees it had a cavernous silence that was almost Zen-like; in fact, she found that she really liked it! The opening and closing of the elevator door as she arrived on her floor sounded almost too loud, despite it being no more than a quiet “swish”, and she was pleased that the thick carpeting muted her footsteps as she crossed the large, open-plan floor space. She had barely scratched the surface of the work in the file yesterday, so, after making sure the coffee machine was switched on, she prepared for a long day. She had been there for over three hours and was making great progress when she detected the sound of whistling coming from somewhere. She knew it wasn’t George the Security guy, as he had nodded at her less than thirty minutes ago. Was someone else here, apart from her? She stood slowly, rotating on the spot to try and get a bearing on where the tune was coming from. As best as she could fathom, it seemed to be coming from the far end of the floor so she set off across the expanse of space to see who could be creating the cheerful sound. She reached the windows that looked out over the city on the far wall, confused that the whistling had gotten louder but there was no one else in the office! She was just about to return to her desk when a movement OUTSIDE the windows made her jump. Inching slowly down the outside of the building was some kind of box contraption, and in the box were two men. She realised immediately that they were cleaning the windows; but it wasn’t WHAT they were doing that had her transfixed. Both of the guys were stripped to the waist and wearing very tight denim shorts, the sunlight glinting off tanned, muscular torso’s as they wielded their large sponges and sc***rs over the glass. The thing that had her eyes wide and glued to them was the fact that BOTH of them were obviously getting splashed by water as they worked, and said water had rendered the front of their shorts extremely damp. Outlined beautifully, and somewhat alarmingly, were two very large cocks nestled behind the denim. Abigail licked her lips involuntarily as she watched those cocks sway in unison to the movement of the cleaning cradle as they worked. She was in a light swoon before the sharp sound of rapping on the glass made her start. The heat of her blush made her giddy when she realised both men had stopped, and were looking at her with large grins on their faces. The taller of the two tapped on the window in a manner to indicate she should open it a little. Feeling extremely self-conscious, Abigail reached for the latch to allow the window to swing inwards a fraction; a safety feature preventing it from opening more than a few inches. The voice of the tall guy sounded amused and friendly. “Hiya, honey, we didn’t expect to see someone working today? I don’t suppose there is any coffee on? Me and my buddy here could really do with a cup” Abigail looked at his smiling face, and the nodding, smiling face of his buddy, before she found her voice. “Erm…, sure! Give me a moment and I’ll see what I can do. How do you take it?” Tall Guy beamed and said white two sugars, while Buddy called out black, one sugar. Their orders in her mind, Abigail smiled and turned to set off for the machine. She had only gone a few yards when the unmistakable sound of a wolf-whistle echoed through the office. She faltered in her step, looking back over her shoulder at the grinning faces of the two men. Her blush became almost beetroot in colour, and she giggled like a schoolgirl before resuming her journey. It had been YEARS since anyone had whistled at her. Come to think of it, had they ever? Feeling extremely flattered, and a little annoyed at herself for reacting so obviously, Abigail made the coffee and returned to the window. Tall Guy gushed thanks at her after passing Buddy his Styrofoam cup, the two men leaning casually against the bars of their precarious platform. Abigail lifted onto tiptoe to look down from the window. They were on the twentieth floor, and the ground below looked an awfully long way away, so, with a slight feeling of vertigo, she gripped the window frame and took a deep breath. Tall Guy, noticing her discomfort, stepped closer to the opening in the window. “Are you okay, honey? Not liking the view?” Abigail opened her eyes again and gave him a wan smile. “I have always been a little afraid of heights, since I was a kid, and it just caught me unawares.” Buddy joined the conversation, seeming ready to give his advice. “They only way to conquer a *** like that is to face it! Why don’t you come out here for a while, and you’ll see there is nothing to be scared of.” Abigail blinked at him in disbelief. “Out there? On that?” she pointed at the cleaning cradle. “That thing looks as though it’s made of bits of rotten wood and flimsy metal!” Both of the men laughed and started jumping up and down, making Abigail put her hands over her mouth in alarm. She was expecting them to disappear any moment in a tangle of screams and collapsing equipment. When they didn’t, she started to breathe again. Tall Guy stopped chuckling and leaned close to the window. “This thing is as safe as houses, honey; do we look that stupid we would be in here if it wasn’t safe?” Abigail had to concede they didn’t LOOK stupid, but she wasn’t convinced about his claim as to its safety. She gave him a dubious look and frowned. “You are all big and brave, but I would bet as soon as I am in there we will plummet to a squishy end in the car park!” Both the men laughed, Buddy stepping forward again and putting his hand through the gap in the window. “If that happens I promise you can say, “I told you so! ”Shake on it?” Abigail laughed and shook the offered hand. “I’ll do more than that if we fall, I’ll kill you myself on the way down!” She had no idea what she was doing! She watched as Tall Guy inserted a weird-looking key into the safety feature, releasing the window so it could open a lot wider. Feeling light-headed, with a sense of both daring and stupidity, Abigail climbed up onto the windowsill and allowed herself to be lifted down into the cradle. She moaned and grabbed hold of one of the railings immediately. “Why in God’s name did I allow you to talk me into doing this?” Tall Guy smiled and offered a yellow rectangular box out to her. “Top button takes us up, bottom button takes us down. The black switch at the bottom decides if we go right or left. So it’s up to you, honey, where do you want to go?” Abigail tentatively released the rail and took the box, pausing for a second before pressing the top button. “Up, up and away!” There was a whir of electric motors, and the cradle started to ascend a lot faster that Abigail was expecting. She squealed as though she were on a fairground ride as the whole thing rattled and climbed up the side of the building. She whooped at the rush of wind that swirled around her when they approached the top, not noticing that her skirt was flashing a great deal of thigh and panties! Tall Guy and Buddy exchanged grins as she twirled with her arms in the air. Breathless with the view and excitement, Abigail flicked the black switch and the cradle started to traverse the building. They were halfway across when Tall Guy tapped her hand to release the switch. Abigail pouted as he shook his head at her. “We still have work to do honey, and these windows haven’t been touched yet! While you are here you can grab a sponge and get stuck in!” She squeaked when Buddy threw a large purple sponge at her, the cold water making her shiver as it splashed across the front of her shirt, soaking the material. She didn’t notice their looks as the water made her shirt cling to her, being too engrossed in copying Buddy as he showed her how to apply the sponge to the window. Before long she was soaked from head to foot, not minding in the slightest as the breeze and the warm sun made the whole thing most enjoyable. She enjoyed the banter and teasing of the two men, her only moments of worry coming when she had to move along the cradle and the whole thing wobbled! It was on one of these manoeuvres that she tripped and fell against Tall Guy. He caught her in his arms and held her close, and for the first time Abigail became aware that her clothes were nearly transparent! The water had made her shirt cling like a second skin, and she could feel her nipples pushing through her bra and top to rub against his muscular chest. She gave a little mewl as their hips bumped; the cock she had noticed earlier felt a lot bigger when pressed against her! She felt her heart start to race as he lifted her chin to look into her eyes, a moment’s contact before he kissed her. Abigail melted into his arms, moaning into his mouth as his big, tanned hands pulled her hips harder against him. She could feel him throbbing against her, and rolled her hips to let him know she liked what she felt! His hands went inside her shirt, cupping her breasts and squeezing to make her moan more, but it was the second pair of hands going up under her skirt that made her groan even louder. Buddy had approached unseen, and she wriggled as his fingers went inside her panties to rub over her ass and pussy. Abigail had never felt so wanton in her life. She had dreamed of being with two men, what self-respecting girl hadn’t, but she had never expected it to actually happen! Her jumbled mind blamed the excitement of dangling hundreds of feet in the air for her condition; whatever it was, she fucking loved it! Buddy’s fingers went inside her and she shuddered, clinging to Tall Guy’s shoulders as he lowered his head to chew on her exposed nipples. She dropped her hand to the front of Tall Guy’s shorts, quickly finding the zipper to release his cock, with another moan as it sprang out and jabbed against her. Damn, he was big! There was movement behind her, and something equally as big and hard pressed between the cheeks of her ass; dear God, she would be completely impaled by these guys! She whimpered quietly as Tall Guy reached down and lifted her up into his arms, hooking her thighs over his meaty forearms before lowering her down onto his rigid cock. He went in easily, Abigail knowing that her juices had been flowing from the moment he kissed her. There was more movement, and Buddy’s hard cock pressed against the smaller opening of her virgin ass. She just had time to moan “Oh, my God!” before her breath was taken by Buddy sliding into her deeply. She panted and moaned, gasped and pleaded for them to take her as she was bounced in the arms of the two men. The two cocks buried in her were making her insides turn to molten pleasure, and all she could do was to cling to Tall Guy and let the orgasms roll through her. They were not harsh with her, but they certainly knew how to take her deeply enough to make her moan and wriggle, pumping in time with the other so she had maximum sensation inside her. She watched the city beneath her through blurred eyes as she drifted in bliss. They moved her between them like a willing rag doll; Abigail found herself on all fours impaled at both ends, her face held gently as Buddy slid into her mouth, her hips gripped a little more tightly as Tall Guy took her from behind. She sucked hard on the cock in her mouth and ground her hips back onto the one behind her. She couldn’t get enough! After being on her stomach, her back, against the railings and even pressed against a window while Buddy lapped at her pussy, Abigail was simply a wet mass of nerve endings. When first Tall Guy, then Buddy, emptied themselves into different orifices, she lay on the floor of the cradle with a crooked smile and shaking hips. She had been fucked to a standstill. She was vaguely aware of the cradle moving but didn’t really care where they were going, as she lay and watched the clouds above her chase across the sky. The whole thing had taken on a surreal quality for her, only when she was lifted up onto the windowsill to her office did she focus on the world around her. Tall Guy gave her a soft kiss and eased her inside, pulling the window closed behind her and re-setting the safety feature. She waved dreamily at them as the cradle moved up out of sight; the crooked smile seemingly welded to her lips as she weaved her way unsteadily to her desk. She stopped and looked at herself in the glass door, the light turning it into a tinted mirror. She giggled when she noticed her panties were around one ankle and her bra was dangling from the sleeve of her shirt, to say nothing about the state of her hair! She looked as though she had been ravaged by a troop of horny gorillas. Abigail turned and looked at the waiting file on her desk, then at her coat hanging over the back of her chair. With a quiet, “Fuck it,” she shrugged her coat over her shoulders to hide her sodden clothes, before walking slowly towards the elevator. Jan 16, 2022
Deleted Member Posted June 30, 2023 Author Posted June 30, 2023 18 minutes ago, Goddess_Fifi said: What an amazing read😍😍😍😍 Thank you Fifi x
Deleted Member Posted June 30, 2023 Author Posted June 30, 2023 8 minutes ago, Hal727 said: Excellent, thanks for sharing! My pleasure squire.
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