Joining Their Circle
written by:
oppy-n-rose

Several months ago I tried my hand at working in the corporate world. I landed a job working in an office as an assistant and pretty much started on the lowest level possible. I was just happy enough to have a job and be able to make some money because we had just had a baby and my husband couldn't support us all on his own. I knew I had to do my best in order to work my way up but that would take time. I did my best to be friendly with everyone and immediately noticed that all of my coworkers were just as friendly if not friendlier. It was a very nice atmosphere to work in since everyone got along so well. At times I found it kind of odd just how friendly some people were. As time went by and I got to know everyone, I started getting invited out on the weekends to unwind. A couple of coworkers told me about these big get-togethers that they would have every now and then and suggested I come hang out sometime. At first I declined because I wasn't much of a socialite. Over time, I began hearing some stories about these get-togethers but didn't know whether to believe them or not. The things I was hearing around the office were pretty wild and I didn't think they were true because my coworkers didn't seem like those type of people. I heard all kinds of stories from people getting drunk, to getting high to even fooling around with one another. Since it was usually the male coworkers who talked about it, I didn't really believe it. Besides that, work was pretty basic as I spent most of the day sitting at the computer filing paperwork.

About two months after I started working there, I was slowly becoming very friendly with everyone and I was once again invited to an upcoming get-together. At first I declined as usual, but a couple of my female coworkers managed to convince me to at least think about it. I decided that I would think about it just to make them happy. Later that day, I joined my husband down in his man cave. We ended up sitting around watching TV and enjoying a couple of drinks. As we were chatting, he asked me how work was and if I was making any friends. I told him all about it and even bought up the fact that they were constantly inviting me to their get-togethers. As I told him about it, he asked me if I was interested in attending since he knew I wasn't much of a partygoer. I told him that I really didn't care but he suggested that maybe I should attend at least one just to show face since I was the new girl in the company. I thought about what he said and realized that I didn't want to piss anyone off and maybe hanging out with them one night would do me good. We talked about it for a bit and by the end of the night I had decided that I would attend their next get-together to show that I was part of the team. The following day at work, I mentioned to a couple of my coworkers that I was up to coming out on Friday night and everyone was happy. They gave me the information and told me whose house it was being held at. I thanked them for the invite and went about doing my work.

Friday arrived and the buzz around the office was more about the evenings get together and it was about working. I still wasn't sure if it was a good idea or not but by the sounds of it, it seemed like everyone always had a great time at these get-togethers. The day went by pretty quickly and I soon headed home to get ready. Being it was rather warm, I threw on a pair of jeans along with a dressy tank top. As I finished getting ready, my husband arrived from work and offered to give me a ride. This way I could enjoy myself and have a few drinks without having to worry about driving. I asked him if he was sure because the party was a couple of towns away and he said that he didn't mind. I finished getting ready and eventually we were in the car on our way. We arrived at the house about a half an hour later and I was quickly amazed at how big of a house it was from the outside. As I got out of the car, my husband told me to have a fun night and enjoy myself. We said our goodbyes and I was soon headed for the front door.

I rang the doorbell and was quickly greeted by a few of my coworkers. They led me into the house and I immediately noticed how big it was on the inside. There was music playing and the lights were dim while most of my coworkers were hanging around and mingling. I was immediately handed a drink as I began to mingle. My coworkers were all very happy to see me hanging out and even toasted to me. I began to loosen up and enjoy myself. The next several hours were spent mingling and chatting with all of my coworkers while also enjoying several drinks. I found that for some reason, the guys made sure that the women always had a full glass of alcohol. I didn't think much of it and just enjoyed myself.

As the night wore on, I began to notice some of my coworkers disappearing from time to time. Some of them headed up stairs while others would venture off into other rooms. As I saw this, I began to wonder if the stories I was hearing were true. I continued to hang out and soon found myself chatting with two of my supervisors Mark and Paul. They were both being very friendly with me while making sure I was enjoying myself. The three of us sat around chatting for a while before Mark reached into his pocket and pulled something out. I was feeling buzzed by this point but was still alert enough to realize what he had pulled out. He was holding a cigar and began to light it up. I quickly realized that it wasn't a regular cigar by the smell that was coming from it. After he lit it up, he took a hit from it and then passed it to Paul who also took a hit from it. Before I knew what was happening, the cigar was being passed around and everyone who was within 10 feet of us took a hit from it.

It eventually came back over to Mark who held it out for me. Now, I had never smoked anything in my life but I guess the combination of the alcohol I had consumed, along with wanting to fit in with my coworkers took a hold of me. I put the cigar up to my lips and inhaled. At first I began coughing and choking, but Mark quickly told me what to do. I tried again and this time I managed to take a hit and immediately felt the effects of the weed go right to my head. I began to feel mellowed out and that's when Paul suggested I take another hit. I smiled and just went with the flow, and began to take another hit from the cigar. As I did, I noticed that some of my other coworkers also had cigars in their hands and were passing them around as well. The guys began urging me and by the time all was said and done, I had smoked up the remainder of the cigar and was feeling extremely good. I had never been high before and just hoped I wouldn't regret it in the morning.

As I sat there feeling like I was on cloud nine, Mark and Paul continued to chat with me. I really can't remember what we were talking about because I was pretty much just going with the flow at that point. Eventually, the music began blaring loudly and that's when Paul suggested we go to a quieter area so that they could get to know the new girl a bit better. Not thinking straight, I just nodded. Paul got up and began to lead me away from the couch with Mark in tow. I instinctively followed even though I was asking myself what the heck I was doing. My mind was saying one thing but my body was doing another.

We made our way up the stairs and down the long hallway to one of the empty rooms. Paul led me in and once I was inside, Mark locked the door behind us. I handed out walking over and sitting on the edge of the bed because I wasn't too stable on my legs. As I sat there Mark and Paul came over and sat on either side of me. The three of us chatted for a bit as they asked me how I felt. I told them that I felt great and was enjoying myself. Mark began to tell me that they were happy I had come out tonight because they wanted me to join their circle. I asked them what the circle was and Paul told me that everyone who was at the house tonight was part of a tight circle of friends who hung out and enjoyed each other's company at these get-togethers. I just sat and listened and for whatever reason, I sell saying that I wanted to be a part of their circle. It was most likely the weed and alcohol talking for me.

As we all chatted, Mark began rubbing my thigh. I wasn't sure how to react but at the same time felt kind of powerless because my body was pretty relaxed at this point. As he rubbed my thigh, Paul leaned in and began kissing the back of my neck. I was a bit stunned and not sure as to what I should do. I realized that this was wrong but didn't seem to have the energy to stop them. I close my eyes as Paul placed his hand on my stomach while still kissing my neck. As he did, he slowly worked it up to my chest and began to squeeze my tits through my top. As wrong as this was, I actually found myself enjoying the attention. I knew I should put a stop to it but wasn't really making much of an effort. I guess these guys knew exactly what they were doing.

As Paul kissed my neck and groped my tits, Mark worked his hand from my thighs to the button of my jeans. He quickly began to undo it, as I offered no resistance. Once he had it undone, he began to pull on my waistline and I lifted myself on the bed. He quickly slid my jeans and panties off and tossed them aside, leaving me bottomless. I couldn't believe what was happening. As he was doing that, Paul went from rubbing my tits, to pulling up on my shirt. I once again offered no resistance, realizing that there was really no point in it by now. He quickly lifted my shirt up and took it off and followed that up by taking off my bra, leaving me completely naked in front of them. They both began squeezing and rubbing my tits. They enjoy themselves for a few minutes, having their hands roam all over my body. After a few minutes, they both began to get undressed and that's when I realized that there was no turning back now and just hoped that I wouldn't remember any of this in the morning.

Once they were both nude, Mark grabbed my hand and placed it on his hard cock. I instinctively grabbed it and began to stroke it. As I did, Paul asked me to get on my knees on the floor in front of Mark. I did as told and got down in front of him. Once I was on my knees, Mark quickly guided my head to his cock. I open my mouth and told as much of it into my throat as I could. I wrapped my lips tightly and began to bob up and down on his cock. As I was doing that Paul positioned himself on the floor behind me. He rubbed and squeezed my ass as well as my tits for a few before pushing against my legs. I responded by parting them and quickly felt him get between them. I soon felt the tip of his cock rubbing against my pussy. Everything was happening so quickly that I really didn't have a chance to think about anything.

He rubbed the tip of his cock against my opening for a few seconds before slowly penetrating me. As he penetrated, he slid inch by inch of his hard on deep into me. I let out a moan as I continued sucking on Marks cock. After burying his cock in my pussy, Paul grabbed me by the hips and began to slowly thrust in and out of me, enjoying my pussy. As he was doing that, Mark began to tense up. Without warning, he began to cum, shooting wave after wave of his hot cum into my throat. I did my best to swallow every drop and even licked his cock clean. I continued to bob up and down on his cock until I had milked him of every drop. He then got up and went over to the dresser to grab his pants.

Paul continued fucking me at a slow pace while reaching underneath and grabbing my tits. As he slid his cock in and out of me, I found myself actually enjoying it. I placed my hands at the foot of the bed while still kneeling on the floor and gripped it tightly. He sensed that I was enjoying it and slowly picked up his pace while telling me how good I felt. I in turn, found myself moaning while telling him to fuck me, which was something I had never ever said to my husband in all the time we had been together. He did as asked and began fucking me even harder, causing me to moan louder and louder. As he fucked me, I felt myself building towards an orgasm. I closed my eyes and relaxed myself and within a minute or so, began to cum very hard. I let out a very loud moan as my body shuddered from my orgasm. Paul gripped my hips tightly and began fucking me even harder as I came. He did this for several seconds before erupting inside of me. He flooded my pussy with his hot seed as he continued to pump in and out of me. We went at it for a bit longer, until he had shot off the last of his seed. He then pulled out of me, and helped me up to my feet.

As we both stood up, we looked over and noticed that Mark had pulled out a smaller joint from his pants and had already lit it. He took a hit and quickly passed it to Paul who did the same before passing it to me. I stated that I had already gone this far so there was really no sense in stopping now. I told a long drag from the joint and felt it go right to my head. The three of us stood around for a little while, enjoying the joint before I noticed them beginning to get aroused again.

This time, Mark led me over to the bed and laid down on it. He then had me climb on top of him, straddling his cock in the process. I lowered myself onto it and he easily penetrated my cum soaked pussy. I began to ride him as Paul watched. As I rode his cock, he reached up and squeezed each of my tits. I took my time at first, allowing him to enjoy the feel of my pussy wrapped around his cock. After doing this for a few minutes, he grabbed me by the hips and began to guide me. I responded by riding him harder and faster. We were going pretty good, managing to move the bed around as we did. I had never acted like this in my life, as sex had always been a slow consensual thing for my husband and I. Tonight however, I was being a complete whore, allowing my supervisors to have their way with me as I sucked and fucked each of them. I just hoped that I would regret this later on. Paul continued watching as I fucked Mark with all that I had. My tits flailed around wildly as I bounced up and down on his hard cock for several minutes before he yelled out that he was going to cum. Since Paul had a ready filled my pussy with his hot seed, I continued bouncing on Marks cock. He smiled as he looked up at me. Within a few seconds, he tensed up and blew his load deep into my pussy. I continued riding his cock until I had milked every drop of his hot cum.

Once he was done, I climbed off of him and was on my knees on the bed as he rolled off to the side. Before I could think, Paul walked over and grabbed me by the hips. He quickly positioned himself behind me on the bed. Without warning, he slammed his cock deep into my pussy yet again. I just went with it and didn't say anything as he began to fuck me. This time, he was pretty aggressive, fucking me as hard as he could. He reached up and began to pull on my hair with his left hand while slapping my ass cheeks with his right hand. As painful as it was, a part of me was enjoying it and I found myself getting excited yet again. He did this for several minutes as I began to build towards another orgasm. I was being treated like a slut and instead of hating it, I was enjoying every moment.

He pounded my pussy with all that he had for a few minutes before I began to cum yet again. It was the first time that I had managed to cum twice in one night and it felt great. I moaned loudly as I came hard. As I came, I found myself wanting to get fucked even harder. I began to moan and turned back towards Paul, telling him to fuck me harder. He smirked and pulled him I had even tighter while ramming his cock deeper and deeper into my pussy. I enjoyed every thrust while telling him to fuck me. I don't know what had gotten into me, but I loved every second of this. He fucked me as hard as he could for several minutes before finally blowing his load deep into my pussy. He continued to thrust into me as I milked his cock of every last drop. Once he was done, he pulled out of me and collapsed onto the bed by my side. We ended up laying there for several minutes before the guys decided to get dressed and return to the party. Before leaving the room, they welcomed me to their circle and told him that there would be many parties to come.

I texted my husband before cleaning up and getting redressed. I eventually made my way back through the party and said my goodbyes to everyone that was still around. My husband picked me up a while later and drove me home. As we were driving I thought about everything that had happened and even though I felt like such a whore, I found that I had enjoyed the experience. He asked how the party was and I told him that it was a different kind of experience and that I enjoyed getting to know my coworkers on a more personal level. Thankfully, he assumed that I was drunk and didn't ask any more questions. We eventually arrived home where I quickly jumped in the shower. As I showered, I made sure to clean up as best as I could and began to wonder what the next party had in store for me...