Naked Friday
written by:
JL

NAKED FRIDAY

Sunny Halper sat at her desk reading a porn story on the Internet. She had a date that night—two guys, actually—and she wanted to get herself in the proper mood. It was working a little too well as she read about Lance and Angela and Bobbi and Armando and . . .. She was beginning to think about finding an empty office somewhere to take care of the warm tingle between her thighs when the door opened. Switching quickly to a spreadsheet of last month's sales figures, she swiveled in her chair and smiled. "May I help you?"

"Hi, I'm . . ." The man stopped and stared. He was in his twenties, with short blonde hair, and he wore a nicely tailored business suit. "Dennis Campbell? I have . . . an appointment?"

"Sure." She picked up her phone. "Adrianna? Your 4:30 is here." She pointed toward the door behind her. "Go right in."

"Th-thanks." Dennis didn't move, apparently unable to take his eyes off her.

"Is something wrong?" She reached for her hair. "Is it my hair? Some days I just can't--"

"No, you're—it's just . . .." He shook his head as if trying to clear away a hallucination. "You're naked."

"Oh, that." Sunny giggled, and a blush spread from her cheeks down to her shoulders, and then to her bare tits. She had large breasts that bounced when she laughed, and a luscious golden tan all over. She felt her nipples grow hard as he stared at her. Dennis swallowed awkwardly.

"Actually I'm not," Sunny said.

"But--"

"I'm wearing a thong." She stood up. "See?"

She showed Dennis her thong, spinning around to display a tight black number that barely hid her pussy or her nicely round butt. "Oh, and I've got shoes." She wiggled her ankle to show him her sandals.

"Yeah." He was staring at her thong. "Is she, uh, Ms. Purl, is she . . .?"

"Naked too? Probably." She opened the door. "Why don't you go in and meet her?"

"Oh-kay." Dennis wiped some sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and entered Adrianna Purl's office.

Adrianna had bushy auburn hair and a body that she worked hard to maintain. In her forties, she prided herself that she could still catch the eye of every businessman and woman she came into contact with. Running her company successfully was her main passion; being ready for other kinds of fun came in a close second.

She stood up when Dennis walked in. His eyes bulged. Aside from a gold necklace and pearl earrings, Adrianna was nude. Completely nude. She felt Dennis' eyes take her in: her firm breasts with dark nipples, her long legs and neatly trimmed bush . . . She stole a glance at the rise in his trousers. Yes, he'd fit in just fine.

"Sit down, Dennis." They shook hands, and Adrianna pulled her chair out from behind her desk to sit in front of him. She felt his eyes on her bare body. "I'm told all your references check out, so I'm happy to hire you. Welcome to the company."

He nodded, trying not to stare at the pink center of her pussy. "Uh, thanks."

"You'll work in Devon's department. Can you start in two weeks?"

He nodded quickly. "I can start on Monday if you want."

"That's great. Do you have any questions?"

"Why are you naked?" he blurted out.

She laughed. "I'm sorry. We're just in such a rush to fill the position that I wanted to bring you in as soon as possible."

"But why are you naked?" he repeated.

"Well, we used to have casual Fridays but that got boring, so now we have Naked Fridays."

"Every week?"

She laughed. "No. We'd never get any work done. Once a month. We make sure all the blinds are closed and we try to avoid making any appointments, but like I said we wanted to get you started right away . . . ." Her voice trailed off. "You're going to be all right with this, aren't you?"

"Oh yeah." He nodded enthusiastically. "No problem."

"Good." She stood up. "Well, would you like to take a walk around and visit--"

"I think I'd better just go home and uh—get ready for things."

"All right." They shook hands. "Welcome to the company," she said again.

He left, taking just one last look over his shoulder at her, then swiveling his head for another gaze at Sunny. As Adrianna sat down she wondered what he'd look like in next month's Naked Friday. She couldn't wait.

* * *

The first month was a challenge. Devon, a dark-haired woman who ran the company's research department, put him to work with Roxanne and Jason. Roxanne had short black hair and dressed casually—sneakers, tight jeans, and T-shirts featuring one rock band or another. Even though she didn't show off, Dennis could tell that Roxanne had a nice body. She was tall and curvy, with a sparkling smile.

Jason was a young black guy, friendly and smart. Dennis liked working with them, though for the first week he was distracted by Roxanne's presence. She flirted with everyone, and even though she didn't mention any boyfriends she seemed to have a date every other night. Jason didn't pay her any special attention, which made Dennis wonder about him until one morning when he came in early and found him sitting on Devon's desk while their boss, her skirt on the floor next to her, eagerly sucked his cock. Dennis left before they noticed, and spent the rest of the day fantasizing about Devon until he had to go to the men's restroom and relieve the pressure in his balls--and found Sunny sitting on top of one sink, her short skirt pulled up to her waist and her panties on the floor, moaning with her eyes closed as Frank in marketing eagerly licked at her pussy.

That was on a Wednesday. The next day he read a companywide e-mail from Sunny: "By decree of our beloved (and very hot) CEO Adrianna, tomorrow is another NAKED FRIDAY! Please dress—well, please undress—appropriately."

He went to Devon's office, nervous. He could hardly look her in the eyes, not just from seeing her with Jason but from the thought of seeing her naked in the morning. "Uh, Devon? About this—this thing, tomorrow?"

"Naked Friday?" She smiled. "It's a lot of fun."

"Is everyone, uh—is it mandatory?"

She shook her head. "No, no. You can wear whatever you want. You might feel a little, I don't know, out of place. But if you want to start out with something on and then change, that's fine. A lot of new people have a little trouble at first."

New people. Dennis didn't want everything thinking of him as "the new guy." He'd have to do it.

That night Roxanne grinned at him as she left. "See you tomorrow?"

"I'll be here."

"Good. You want to walk to the bus, Jase?"

"No, I'm working late." He glanced at Devon's door.

"Right." She winked at Dennis.

* * *

He got to work early the next day. The frosted glass in the front door showed only shadows inside, A sign hung on the doorknob: "Scheduled appointments ONLY." He went inside and headed for his desk.

Walking past one of the printing stations, he heard a photocopier hum. He turned his head without thinking and there was Katrinn, the woman in charge of the IT department. She was busty and cute, with red hair and bright blue eyes, and she was wearing only a baseball cap and slippers. She was bent over the photocopier, and Dennis could only stare at her round, pink ass.

She turned and smiled. "Hey, Dennis."

"H-hi." Her breasts were even bigger than he'd imagined, with wide nipples that looked ripe to be sucked. He blinked, tried to look at her face, and gave up. His eyes ran up and down her body, taking in every inch of bare flesh from her shoulders to her toes. Her legs were plump but luscious, her belly soft and inviting. She had a natural red bush, neatly trimmed and dark, and a small butterfly tattoo on the inside of her thigh.

"You're a little overdressed, aren't you?" she asked.

"I had to get in the door," he said defensively.

"Relax. I was just joking. Go ahead and get comfortable."

He sighed and resumed his walk.

Devon arrived twenty minutes later. She'd worn jogging shorts and a sweatshirt to the office, and Dennis tried not to stare as she walked into her office and, without closing the door, began to strip.

The sweatshirt came off first, revealing a lacy pink bra snuggling her breasts. She smoothed her hair and then reached behind her back. Dennis couldn't tear his eyes away from Devon's tits as she unfastened her bra and dropped it on top of the sweatshirt. They small but plump, like dangling fruit. She squeezed one, circling the nipple with her finger. His mouth was dry.

She quickly stepped out of her shorts. Her legs were thin and tanned and lovely. After a moment's pause, she peeled off her panties. Dennis bit his lip at the sight of her dark curly bush before she turned away. Her butt was kind of flat but the way her legs rose and joined together made him want to put his hands on her cheeks and—he tried to stop thinking about it.

Devon carefully folded her panties, turned back around, and ran her fingers across her pussy once. She sighed, then smiled at Dennis. "Well?"

What did she want? "Uh, I guess I'll get to--"

"Your turn, Dennis. Now."

Suddenly the stiffening erection inside his pants drooped. "Uh, yeah." His finger slipped on the buttons of his shirt. Devon leaned back against her desk, legs spread, and watched him pull off his shirt with sparkling eyes. He'd spent the last month lifting weights in the gym. He was no Greek god, but the way Devon inhaled at the sight of his chest gave him a little more confidence.

The belt next. He had to do this fast if he wasn't going to chicken out. He yanked down his pants and boxers, bending over to pull off his shoes, avoiding her eyes. When he straightened up he saw Devon's eyes go right to his cock, and he felt an involuntary twitch in his balls as he grew hard.

She grinned. "Fresh blood. I love it." Then she walked around her desk and sat down. "Get to work."

Work? Oh, yeah. "Right." He picked up his clothes and headed to his computer.

Jason came in a few minutes later. Dennis tried not to pay too much attention as he pulled off his clothes. He didn't want to give Jason the wrong idea. He caught a glimpse of his coworker's muscular body and a thick cock, but just as Jason was stuffing his briefs into a drawer Devon appeared. The phrase "Wearing only a smile" jumped to Dennis' mind as Devon leaned through the doorway. Her nipples seemed to be standing out a little extra, and her face was flushed. "Jason, could I see you in my office please?"

"Sure thing." Jason winked at Dennis and followed Devon's ass. Her office door slammed.

Dennis poured himself some coffee and tried to concentrate on work. Laughter from Devon's office distracted him. He pictured Devon on her knees swallowing Jason's dick. This was going to be a long day.

Then Roxanne showed up.

He'd been waiting for this all morning. Hell, he'd been waiting for it all month, as much as he tried to pretend that Roxanne was just another coworker. But the thought of her naked—he pushed his chair beneath his desk to hide his sudden throbbing erection.

"Hey, Dennis." She was wearing tight jeans and a maroon tank top, and her tits looked ready to burst through it without any help. He could clearly see her nipples through the fabric. He looked away.

"Happy Friday," she said, kicking off her shoes. "Is Jason here?"

"He's in with Devon."

She giggled. "He's in Devon all the way, if I know them."

"Yeah, well . . .." He turned back to his computer.

But Roxanne walked over and pulled his chair back. "No hiding today." She stepped back and ran her eyes up and down Dennis' body. He felt himself turn red. He didn't dare look down at his penis but he could feel it standing up like a flagpole. Roxanne's eyes flicked from his shoulders to his cock, then to his chest and then back to his cock again. She nodded. "Welcome to Naked Friday."

"Th-thanks. Aren't you—I mean . . . should we work on the updates or something?"

"Are you crazy?" She snapped her fingers. "It's Friday!"

Roxanne stepped back and unsnapped her jeans. Then she pulled her tank top over her head. She wore a sports bra so tight it must have been cutting into her circulation. Dennis watched wih tamazement as she wriggled out of it.

He gasped when her breasts popped free. They were just as big as he'd imagined, but firmer, perfectly formed, like a centerfold model's. He tried to stop staring. He couldn't.

The jeans came down slowly, like a snake slithering from its skin. Roxanne's legs were slightly plump, luscious and long. Her hips curved around the tiny red thong she wore. She saw his eyes on her and licked her lips. "I wore it just for you."

"Really?" What a stupid thing to say, he thought, and tried to think of something suave.

"Come here," Roxanne said, but she moved toward his chair instead. She bent down, her hands on the chair's arms, and let her tits dangle forward. "This is part of your orientation."

She kissed him. He tilted his head and her tongue teased its way into his mouth. He moaned softly and met it with his own. He felt her hand on his shoulder and his instincts took over. Dennis reached for her breasts and a jolt of energy seemed to run from his fingertips through his whole body as he touched them for the first time, so soft, so warm. She pressed her body forward and he squeezed, gently at first and then firmly as he heard a "Mmmm" through her lips.

He put one hand on Roxanne's waist and pulled her toward him. She straddled his leg, and he felt a hot damp spot on his skin. She rocked back and forth on his leg, closing her eyes, and he bent his neck to kiss her breasts. He sucked a nipple into her mouth, hard, and felt her body tense. Then he blew softly across it, his breath tickling her flesh. She giggled.

His hands roamed around her hips to her ass, and he squeezed her firmly. By now his cock was sticking up like a tree, pressing against Roxanne's leg, leaking in anticipation. Roxanne smiled and wrapped her fingers around it, and Dennis moaned quietly at the touch.

She slid back off his legs and knelt in front of his chair. "This is what I've been waiting for all month," Roxanne whispered, staring at his quivering prick. She fondled his balls, entranced by his hardness. Finally, with a grin, she leaned forward and gave it the shaft a kiss that sent tremors up and down Dennis's spine.

She stroked the inside of his thighs, and then she plopped his dick inside her mouth. He gripped the arms of the chair, trying not to cum right away as she began to slowly suck his cock, breathing huskily through her nose as her head bobbed up and down. His heart began racing, and he pushed his prick forward, deeper inside her mouth. Roxanne moaned, and then let the cock pop from her lips with a gasp. "Air!" she murmured. "Gotta keep breathing."

Dennis put his hands on her shoulder and pulled her up so he could gaze at her tits again. She blushed and poked his chest. "Yeah, they're real. Wanna--"

He took them in his hands and scooted the chair forward so he could push his cock between them. "Ooh . . .," Roxanne whispered as the glistening precum coated her skin. "I like that." She ran her fingertip over his juices and then licked it, closing her eyes. Dennis squeezed her breasts around his penis and thrust up and down, savoring the sensations. Roxanne grinned at his excitement, and reached down to stroke his balls as he jacked against her skin.

He had to stop after a few moments. Her breasts felt too good, and he didn't want to cum until he'd had a chance to explore the rest of her body—especially her pussy. He wanted nothing more than to sink his prick between her legs, but before that he wanted to taste her the same way she'd tasted him. With a grunt, he pressed her tits hard against his shaft for one last thrust, then released him and slid down, out of his chair, to kneel between Roxanne's thighs and pull down her red thong, exposing a dark V-shaped bush that looked recently trimmed.

"Ooh," she giggled. "I like a man who—Ah, yes," she sighed as his tongue licked the inside of her legs. Dennis ran his hands up and down her lovely legs, teasing the edge of her pussy. She leaned forward on the chair, pressing her pussy against his face, and he grabbed her ass and stretched up to kiss her slit.

"Yesss," Roxanne hissed at the first flick of Dennis's tongue. Her hips quivered, and salty moisture seeped from deep inside her pussy to drip down his face. Dennis licked and kissed her, squeezing her butt, pulling her toward his mouth as she squirmed and sighed. His cock throbbed but for right now he concentrated on Roxanne's body, not his, hoping to drive her into a fury of pleasure that would pay off later. His last girlfriend had taught him how to eat pussy so well she still came back for a session every few months even though she'd married her boss. She'd screamed when he ate her, but Roxanne was quieter, moaning and gasping as he explored the folds of pink flesh with his tongue.

"Shit," Roxanne groaned. "That's just—oh. Oh. Oh!" Her legs trembled and she flooded Dennis's face, grunting as her body shook. He kept his hands gripped around her ass as she writhed in ecstasy, and felt drop of precum slide down his cock as he listened to her moans grow more intense.

"Yeah," she said, straightening up. "I needed that." She looked down at Dennis and patted the top of his head. "Good job, boy."

"Just trying to help my teammate."

"Uh-huh." She giggled. Then she stepped away from him, smiled, and bent over a nearby table, spreading her legs wide. "Come on, Dennis. For the team."

He stood quickly. His cock was trembling, and the sight of Roxanne's pussy, pink and moist and waiting for him, was almost more than he could take. Kicking the chair back, he put his hands around her waist, rubbing her ass. She sighed happily, and he reached between her thighs to tickle her slit. "Oh, yeah," Roxanne murmured. "That's it. Come on, new guy, don't make a girl wait."

He didn't. Leaning forward, he positioned the head of his prick against the opening of her pussy and then slid in, slowly, drawing out the feeling of penetration inch by inch. Roxanne's head bobbed up and down, as if nodding in approval. He rubbed her back. Her skin was sweaty and warm, and her pussy was slick and ready. He couldn't wait anymore.

Dennis began thrusting into her, fighting the muscles inside his cock that wanted to let loose right away. He grabbed one hip to steady himself and let out a long, low gasp as his instincts took over. Roxanne pushed herself back to meet him, and he could feel the walls of her pussy clutching at his dick. "Yeah," he murmured, rubbing his hand up and down her back. "Oh, yeah."

"Uh-huh," Roxanne agreed with a moan. "Ohh . . . that's it." She turned her head around to smile at him, then closed her eyes as he slammed forward harder.

He reached down beneath her, between her legs, to rub her clit, and she grabbed his hand, pressing it toward her pussy. "Good, good, right there," she whispered, moving his hand up and down over the sensitive area. "Mm-hmm," she moaned.

He slowed, catching his breath, and heard Roxanne whimper. Then he pushed forward again, rocking her against the desk. His cock felt like hard steel, but her pussy felt like soft velvet. Back and forth, back and forth. He dug his fingers into her ass. Damn, this was unbelievable. His legs were trembling. His balls swung back and forth as he plunged into her. He could feel sweat running down his face.

He leaned forward to grab her shoulder. "You're so . . . oh, fuck . . . so beautiful . . . yes . . ."

"Ohh, yes," she moaned. "So are . . . so are . . . youuu."

From somewhere far away he heard Roxanne cry out, slapping her hand on the desk top as she came. Suddenly he couldn't hold back any longer. He slammed his cock forward one last time and let it go, unleashing a flood into her that seemed to go on forever. He held her body tight as he came, spurt after spurt, groaning softly until he was empty. Empty and satisfied.

He kissed her back and then withdrew, standing on shaky legs, "That was . . .."

"Awesome." Roxanne stood up and turned around, panting, her skin flushed. She grabbed a tissue from the box on the desk and wiped a strand of Dennis's cum from her leg. "Great way to start a Friday."

"Uhh, if you guys are finished . . ."

Dennis whirled. Jason stood in the doorway, a big smile on his face. His shoulders were sweaty, and Dennis thought he saw bite marks on his chest.

"Dennis, Adrianna wants you to stop by her office at eleven," Jason said.

"O-okay," Dennis said, nervous.

"Ja-son!" Devon's voice called. "We're not finished!"

Jason sighed. "The woman is a machine." He headed back to her office.

"Now," Roxanne said, pulling more tissues, "let me get cleaned up and maybe we can get a little work done, huh?"

"Sure." Dennis kissed her. "Anything you say."

* * *

"Damn it!" Adrianna stabbed a button on her phone. "Sunny!"

The door opened. Sunny, wearing just a pair of sunglasses, leaned into her boss's office. "Yeah!"

Adrianna held up her favorite battery-powered vibrator. "You're supposed to keep fresh batteries for this!"

"Sorry. Guess I forgot after that meeting with you and the supplier Tuesday night." She scratched an itch on her left breast. "You want me to go find some?"

Adrianna looked at her. Sunny had decent administrative skills, but it was her body that kept her secure in her job. The tingling in Adrianna's body grew stronger at the sight of her naked body.

"Hell with the vibrator," she said. "Get in here and lick me until I cum."

Sunny smiled. "Yay!" She ran into the office, leaving the door ajar, as Adrianna pushed her chair back. Adrianna wore an ankle bracelet and sandals, and her pussy was freshly shaved. It was already moist from the vibrator, and Sunny's jiggling breasts made it feel even warmer.

"Wait," she said as Sunny started to kneel between her boss's outstretched legs. Adrianna pulled Sunny's body close and kissed one nipple. "Mmm," she murmured, swirling her tongue around the tip. "I love these tits."

"And they love you." Sunny cupped Adrianna's own breast in one palm, squeezing gently.

Adrianna moved to the other nipple, sucking tenderly. Sunny stroked Adrianna's auburn hair. She loved her boss's hair. All right, she liked the rest of her body, too, but her hair was just too sexy—

"I can come back," Dennis said from the door.

Adrianna released Sunny's boob from her lips and looked over. Dennis wore socks and a scarlet blush. His cock hung limp but stiffened as he gazed at the two women.

"You wanted to see me?" he asked. "Is this is a bad time?"

"No. Come in. Stay," she said to Sunny, patting her butt. She took a deep breath, trying to concentrate. "Sit down."

Dennis sat in front of her desk, looking nervous. Adrianna smiled and tried not to stare directly at his hardening dick.

"I hope everything is going well?" she asked.

"Fine," he said quickly. "Just—great."

"Good. Devon tells me good things about you." She wondered if Devon had tasted his cock yet. No, she was infatuated with Jason right now. "How are you enjoying Naked Friday?"

"It's, uh, just great. Really wonderful."

"And everyone is treating you okay?"

He nodded. "Absolutely."

"Good. Then there's just one more thing." She winked at Sunny and then stood up. She leaned over the desk, letting her breasts hang down.

"Y-yes?"

"I want you to fuck me."

He blinked. His cock wilted for a moment, then began to spring to life again.

"But this isn't an order," Adrianna said quickly. "It's just a request. It's not sexual harassment. You can say no and it won't be held against you--"

"Oh, I think he wants to hold it against you," Sunny said with a titter, looking at Dennis's growing prick. "You do pick the good ones, boss."

"—And if you say yes it won't affect your employment here. Well, maybe a little." She smiled as his cock twitched.

Dennis looked stunned. Even after sex with Roxanne, he'd spent all morning half hard, watching all the naked flesh walking around the halls, and he'd been wondering how to get something started with her again, or maybe Katrinn. But now the CEO of his company—the naked CEO—was casually asking him to have sex?

"S-sure," he said. "I mean, yes, I'd like that. Very much."

Adrianna smiled widely. "Wonderful. Let's get on the couch."

She pointed to the leather couch behind Dennis's chair. He got up quickly and moved over to it. By the time he sat down his stiff cock was standing straight up.

"You want me to leave?" Sunny asked.

"No. I still want you to lick me." She took Sunny's hand and pressed it to her pussy. Sunny grinned.

Adrianna led her to the couch and sat down next to Dennis. She ran her hand up and down his leg and saw a drop of moisture push from the tip of his prick.

"On your knees, Sunny," she said.

"Your wish is my command, your highness," Sunny said, and knelt between Sunny's thighs.

Dennis watched as Sunny perched her sunglasses on top of her head and began licking Adrianna's legs. She ran her tongue up and down Adrianna's thighs, pausing to peer up at the other woman with a wide grin, then bent forward to lightly kiss Adrianna's pussy. A shiver ran through the CEO's body. "Damn it, Sunny . . .."

Dennis's cock was fully erect again. Keeping his eyes on Sunny, he reached for Adrianna's breasts. His finger crept across her nipple. Sunny winked at him. Adrianna leaned back on the couch, stretching her long legs, and nodded with satisfaction. She reached down to cradle Sunny's head in her hand.

Dennis leaned over to kiss Adrianna's nipple. "Mmm," she sighed, pressing her chest forward. He began to suck, not too hard, and felt her skin grow warmer beneath his mouth.

He felt a hand on his cock. Adrianna or Sunny? He didn't care. He squeezed Adrianna's other breast as he kissed and sucked. Muffled grunts from Sunny's mouth filled the air above their heavy breathing. Whoever had her hand on his prick knew how to tantalize him. Soft fingers tickled the shaft and fondled his balls. He squirmed on the leather, rejuvenated and eager.

Adrianna stroked his chest as Sunny slipped her tongue up inside her slit. Naked Friday always got her so horny—especially when she had someone new to enjoy it with. Dennis was shaping up just fine. She reached down for his cock, and found Sunny's hand already there. Little slut, Adrianna thought with a smile. She felt Dennis jump as she joined Sunny in teasing him, but she pressed his head to her breasts and kept him there, sucking and licking, while she rubbed the tip of his penis with her finger, spreading the drops of moisture over his shaft. Sunny took his balls, and then they switched and Dennis let out a gasp and drooled some spit down between her breasts.

"Sorry," he whispered, and tried to wipe it with his hands. Adrianna laughed and kissed him, one hand still on his cock, feeling it grow even harder.

Just then Sunny found her clit, and Adrianna felt a rush of pleasure charge up from her pussy, warming her entire body. "Oh," she moaned. "Oh, Sunny . . ."

Dennis went back to licking her breasts, and for a moment Adrianna let herself lie back enjoy the sensations flowing through her. Everything she loved about her company was right here: the people, the power, people pleasing each other's needs, the satisfaction of—

What she wanted was the satisfaction of Dennis's hard cock. Sunny's tongue was exceptionally talented—it deserved special mention in her performance reviews—but right now it was just a warmup. She'd reward Sunny later. The thought brought a smile to her face.

"That's enough, Sunny," she said, gently pushing her assistant away. "I've got something to take care of." She kissed Dennis again.

Sunny pouted as her sunglasses fell back over her eyes. "Tease."

"Play with yourself," Adrianna said.

"Is that an order?" Sunny asked, licking her lips.

"Yes. Shut up." She kissed Dennis's neck and then his chest, feeling him breathe like a marathon runner. Then she bent down to lightly kiss the head of his penis, sucking some drops of precum into her mouth. .

When she looked up she saw that Sunny had climbed into a chair. Her legs were spread wide and she had two fingers in her pussy, and through her sunglasses she was watching Dennis' cock with envy in her eyes.

Adrianna dragged her tongue down the underside of Dennis' cock and licked his balls. His butt squirmed on the leather. It was time.

Putting her hands on his shoulders, she swung one leg over Dennis's waist. He reached instinctively for her breasts, dangling in front of his face, and when she sank down on his rigid cock he squeezed them hard. She yelped, and he yanked his hands away, panic in his eyes, but she leaned forward and kissed him. "Not so rough," she whispered. "At least, not right away."

He stretched back, placed his hands on her hips, and pushed his cock upward. Adrianna met his thrust with a grunt and began rocking back and forth on his stiff cock, letting her nipples rub his chest.

"You've got a great ass, boss," Sunny said from behind her.

"Kiss it," she teased. She looked over her shoulder to smile at her.

"Maybe I will."

Dennis grabbed one of her breasts, not as hard, but firmly, and she rolled forward to let him kiss it. She could feel the juices running down her thighs.

Dennis pressed his face between her breasts and licked her skin. "That's it," she urged him. "Don't stop." She dug her fingers into his shoulder, rocking faster. Her pussy was on fire.

His cock was deep inside her, pulsing with each thrust. He'd closed his eyes and was biting one lip, concentrating on the connection between their bodies. Their sweat mingled in the spaces between them just as their juices mingled together at her pussy. He was groaning, a soft rhythmic sound that let her know he was still in control, not ready to let loose yet.

But she was almost there, She felt his cock hitting her hard and felt the walls of her pussy tighten. She clenched her teeth, forcing her hips and legs to move faster, relishing the power of the pleasure they were sharing.

Behind her, Adrianna heard Sunny let out an orgasmic shriek. God, that girl was quick, she thought. Well, they were all quick to cum on Naked Friday. "You okay?" she grunted.

"Oh, shit, I'm better than okay," Sunny replied, groaning. "I am fucking great. And your ass is like a blur. Damn, How do you do that?"

"Exercise," Adrianna panted. "Workouts. Running. And practice. Lots . . and . . . lots . . . of . . . practice . . . Fuck!" She threw her head back. "Fuck! Yes! Fuck me like that! You're—I'm—fuckkk . . ."

She came, bellowing so loud she almost didn't hear Dennis's low moan as he came, too, jetting his warm cum into her like a rocket. He wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her close and tight, his whole body jerking as his cock pumped his load for what felt like a full minute.

He opened his eyes as Adrianna sank forward, burying his face in her hair. "Oh, man," he said. "I thought . . . wow."

"Do you like working here, Dennis?' she murmured.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Employees are our most important assets," she said. Then she sat up suddenly, grabbing behind her. "What the hell?"

Sunny, kneeling behind her, smacked her lips. "You said I should kiss your ass, and it looked so good with his cum dripping out."

Adrianna laughed. "Welcome to the company, Dennis."