The Backdoor club: 4> the Backdoor Promotion Pt1
written by:
Chris-t6290

Story outline: Rose Meadows, a second line executive, was anxiously looking forward to the Christmas office party where she was hoping for some taboo, anal sex, a situation that was fuelled by the erotic manuscripts she read for Baxter & co publishing.

Chronologically, Rose Meadows' story begins at the Christmas office party, which, as always, was held the Friday before the Christmas break.

Rose was currently in her fifth year of working for Baxter & co, presently as a second line executive and hoping, come the New Year, that a promotion was in the offing. Although it was weeks away, she minded herself to be on her guard and best behaviour, less those who were also up for the same job scuppered her chances by getting her drunk before the CEO and hierarchy had left just before 7pm.

It was a little after 8:30pm. Rose was veritably merry as she danced up close with Ralph who was a line-manager for the company. As she did, Ms Meadows smiled pleasantly when she felt what had to be a hard-on pressing against the fine material of her LBD. ‘Emn, is that a lethal weapon in your pocket, Ralph,' she cooed, giving it a soft, sensual nudge while continuing to smile appreciatively.

"You know, Rose," he began.

"Yes, and make it sincere," she spoke in his right ear, just about managing to rub the warm mound of her hot wet pussy over and around his erection while breathing deeply.

"I've fancied, correction, I've lusted after you from afar," he informed her, before kissing the executive's auburn hair.

"I see. And what do you suggest we do. Both to explore that and ease the tension in your trousers, herm," she almost teased, having drawn back her head and giving Ralph an inviting smile, one that indicated she was game for helping him with both.

"What about one of the meeting rooms?" he suggested, his right hand having strayed from Rose's side to encase her shapely breast, which, even then, along with her clit, was palpitating at the prospect of getting her tongue, mouth and pussy around his WOMD.

"I take it, Ralph, you'd very much like to park your love missile in my furnace, which is relatively hot right now, and quench the fire that's burning in my core with the contents of your hose," she explicated, sultrily.

"Wow, where did that come from?" he asked, before nodding his agreement and kissing Rose on her warm moist lips for a moment or two.

Baxter & Co were a leading London publishers. Rose Meadows handled the erotic manuscripts, the more vicarious ones, in fact. In addition to reading and checking them, she was cautious as to the content, in particular, anal sex. Although book authors could get away with a single mention, even a DP (double penetration), thanks, in part, to the outcome of the Lady Chatterley trial, magazines were not so lucky.

"Don't you know, Ralph," she smiled, seductively, her right hand feeling what he promised and had awaiting her.

"Know what," he smiled, as she stroked his offering.

"I get to read all the fuck books, the real nasty ones. Cock sucking, pussy licking, women being treated as sluts and fucked for and aft by two men, sometimes in their nice tight assholes," Ms Meadows cooed, stroking his cock with lust in her eyes as she mentioned each sordid and debauched act.

"You do," he almost croaked, "you do," he repeated, his tone clearly indicating he was unaware.

"I thought anal sex was taboo," he mentioned.

"Good and nasty sex, that which brings us the most pleasure, usually is. Since there's no sex police, then who gives a fuck, right!"

"Besides, unless MP's are misogynists, then they are at it also, either with their wives or mistresses," she pointed out, just as the number ended and then a more dance orientated one began.

Taking Ralph's hand, Rose had him follow her to where tables that were previously full had since emptied out onto the dance area. ‘Come with me,' she urged, Ralph thinking that she wanted to sit down for a while.

Leaving the large room and the others, those who weren't already enjoying themselves in the offices they passed as she ushered him along the hallway, Rose had Ralph follow her up a flight of stairs. Emerging on the third floor landing, she made her way past her own office with Ralph in tow and was soon opening the smaller of three meeting rooms.

"Quick, in here," she beckoned, in a low, husky voice.

"Why are we whispering?" Ralph whispered.

"I don't know," Ms Meadows said, in a normal tone, directing him to close the door afterwards.

When Ralph subsequently went to turn on some of the lights in the room, in particular, the main first switch, she had him flick the lower one, which brought a low illumination to the back wall.

"That's quite romantic," he uttered, while Rose cleared away the files that had been left on the table by Alec.

"I'm not looking for romance, Ralph, just a nice long pleasurable ride on your love gun; once we've taken care of one another, that is, starting with you showing me what you've been keeping from me all this while."

Doing as his superior requested, and while she sat on the near end of the table, her dress drawn up and her lithe stocking clad legs hanging over the side as she toyed with her necklace and braced her right hand on the mahogany wood surface, Ralph, who had already removed his jacket downstairs, had his suit trouser belt and button undone and the zip slid down. Letting them fall to his ankles, he just as quickly pulled down his pants and revealed a long thick firm cock.

"I'm impressed, doubly so," Rose commended him, before licking her lips in readiness and sliding down from the table.

"No, no. Stay right where you are, lover," she said, and then, on all fours, crawled to where Ralph was stood waiting. His cock waiting to feel her warm hands embrace him, to stroke his thick length, to lick and suck the head and his long firm shaft if she so desired, and Rose Meadows so dearly desired to lick and suck every inch of his manhood. To taste and lick up his pre-cum and swallow his first load, thereby guarantying her full satisfaction when he came to feed his length to her. Moreover, if Ralph was that good, she may even let him stick his meaty cock in her ass; her backdoor, which is how one American author who was residing in England described it.

Genuflected before him, Rose took in its magnitude as she felt its abundant heat. ‘That's hot,' she voiced her approval, a welcome change from that of her cold toys. With the short introductions out of the way, his superior encased the hilt with her hands and lowered his drawbridge; the head of which, brushed her upper lip, which she soon opened. That alone, caused Rose to moan just before she kissed the tip several times. She then brushed each cheek with the puffy glans, the heat from them transferring to her equally florid face. Drawing it back up, Rose admired his cum filled balls, full to the brim with lashings of creamy delicious spunk! Ms Meadows' most favourite dirty word, besides cunt!

"I really don't know where to start," Rose cooed, as she casually stroked the length. It wasn't that she was waiting for Ralph to take charge; he was her subordinate after all. No, there was so much of him, quite a lot to enjoy, in fact, and she had every intention of making it last.

Decidedly starting at his tender balls, she licked the sac and then licked and sucked each in turn. Ralph moaned his pleasure and so she moved her tongue higher while stroking the soft sensitive area below the rim of Ralph's helmet.

"Oh fuck," he moaned, his voice indicating his urgency but still Rose kept up the pleasured torture.

"Don't cum, not yet, just a bit longer and I want to taste you, Ralph," she minded him.

"It's not easy, Rose, you've got such a lovely tongue. Oh fuck, and your mouth," he lauded, when she took the head between her lips.

Holding him there, her mouth encompassing the crown, Ms Meadows gathered up her auburn hair in a ponytail and then had Ralph grasp it in the same place. She then braced both her hands against his strong hairsuite thighs and then slowly slid her warm moist red lips down and up his firm length.

"Urmn," she mumbled and moaned, all the while increasing the voracity with which she sucked Ralph's length while slithering her warm wet tongue around the shaft.

"Oh fuck, God, yes. I'm gonna cum," he warned her, music to Rose's ears as she stroked his balls and urged them to explode. When they did, almost immediately, she received a warm sensation, a flood inside her accommodating mouth as he spurt rope after rope of his sticky essence into her.

"Your turn," she said afterwards, extending her hand in ofference for him to help her up.

Having Ralph done so, he kissed Rose's lips and slithered his tongue between them, tasting a vague residue of himself inside her mouth.

"Wow! Well, you're full of surprises. I dare say you won't mind licking my ass. Don't worry, it's clean, though I doubt you're concerned, lover," she said.

"About that."

"Okay, then, not my ass."

"No, I mean, lover," Ralph said coyly, as he removed his shoes and then that of his trousers and pants.

"I'm kind of engaged, almost."

"I see, and what, you're popping the question over Christmas," Rose guessed, as she offered Ralph the back of her dress to unzip.

"Like I said, I just want a nice hard fuck on your cock, that's all, no ties," she assuaged him, before slowly turning around, her hands holding the dress in place by the cups as she did.

"So, I take it you still want my ass, then," Rose cooed, as she slipped each of her dainty feet from her black slingbacks.

She then, walking backwards towards the table, held her dress in place with her left arm and beckoned Ralph to follow her with the index finger of her right. When she felt the edge of the table kiss her shapely ass, Rose, who once more had both hands holding the dress, moved her hands to the sides and then peeled it down, revealing, as she did, the swell of her bosoms then the rise of the peaks. That brought an appreciative smile from Ralph who somehow managed to resist stroking himself.

"You like," she lilted, making him wait.

"Very...Yes, very much so," he again croaked, Ralph stemming his eagerness to reach out and grab them before they were fully unveiled, and then devour them like a man starved of food for an eternity.

Once they were fully revealed, Rose's rock hard nipples sticking out from her perky tits like bullets, she let go; the dress falling to her hips immediately.

"A garter belt, sexy, and yet, chique with it. A g-string? No, a thong," he guessed, and with that, placing her thumbs in the sides of her dress, Rose slid it over her hips and confirmed it, all the while wiggling her hips seductively.

With her dress pooled around her ankles, Ms Meadows stepped out of the left side and then kicked it aside with her right toes and foot. Rose then returned her foot to the carpeted floor only further apart. She then leant back against the table and put on a wanton display for Ralph. All the while urging him to get his cock hard as she stroked her fingers up and down the black silk covered cleft of her cunt and rolled each rock hard nipple in turn.

"I'm, yes, gonna cum," she moaned. "I want your hard cock inside me when I do," Rose gasped, quickly drawing the more than moist material of her wispy fine g-string to one side. In doing so, Ralph gasped when he noticed her silky smooth mound, which had a fine auburn hue ‘landing strip' above it, exposing her clit, which she then stroked.

"Just inside me, Ralph, quick, don't fuck me, not yet," she appealed, as, with an almost re-invigorated hard-on, he stepped forward to do Rose's biding.

"Fuck, yes," she cried, when he slipped his warm firm length inside her wetness. "Emn, that's some big sword you've got, sorry, cock; force of habit. Emn, hold it just there," she told him, and moments later her hand movement was speeding up while the man who was nestled in her warm wet pussy dipped his head and took Rose's right nipple between his lips.

"Fuck, yes!" she cried out, moments before her dam burst.

"Huh, huh, huh," she then gasped, her fingers slowing to a more placidly sensuous rhythm soon afterwards, and moments before the door opened.

"Oops, sorry," Alec said. "Rose, isn't it," he exclaimed, having noticed her from over Ralph's right shoulder, her naked left arm around his equally naked neck, having he removed his shirt while Ms Meadows stripped herself of her dress.

Just then, and with Alec's timely arrival, albeit quite unexpected, her thoughts went back to the DP she had read in a manuscript that Wednesday. It had left Rose quite horny, more so than any of the others she had recently looked over.

"That's okay; it's a party after all. Come, join us," she beckoned to him, directing the young man to lock the door this time.

Urging Ralph back after her vibrant climax, as he left her, she reached her hand down and stroked the lower portion of his erection. Leaving Alec to get undressed, Rose squatted before Ralph and was soon tasting herself on him as she licked the head followed by the shaft before once more entombing him in her mouth. This time, though, Ralph needed no encouragement and soon had her hair gathered up in both hands her head being urged down and up his cock, which she took all the way inside, even past her epiglottis on its way to her throat.

Positioned as she was, Alec, who had stripped down to his pants and socks, moved his head underneath her and was soon breathing in and tasting Ms Meadows' nectar.

"Hurmn, urmn," she moaned, approvingly, at the welcome unexpectancy and was soon again stroking her sticky clit as it then was.

"Oh yes, fff-fuck! Lick my pussy, taste my cunt. Oh my God, yes, oh—my—God!" Rose moaned a cry, when she subsequently climaxed and on Alec below her.

"Thank you..."

‘Alec,' he informed her.

"Alec. So, what brought you here? Shouldn't you be, emn, yes, enjoying the party along with the others?" Rose intoned, before manoeuvring herself into a 69 position in readiness to enjoy what was neatly packed away inside Alec's pants.

"It's getting on for 10-o'clock. Some of the staff have already left, Ms Meadows. I just came up here to collect the files from this afternoon's meeting," Alec informed her, before returning his tongue to the warm folds of her deliciously dripping wet cunt.

"What!" exclaimed Rose, her body tensing bolt upright, feeling they hadn't been there that long. She then raised her left arm and checked her Rolex. Sure enough, it was 9:33.

"Best be having you, then," she said. As long and pleasurable as the foreplay had been, even with that of Alec's unexpected, yet pleasurable participation, Ms Meadows was set on getting her virgin ass reamed by them.

Remaining as she was - on all fours for them and like a horny bitch slut on heat - Rose, who had barely gotten to know the Admin assistant's dick, had Alec knelt in front of her, leaving Ralph her wet and accommodating pussy to once more fill.

"Oh yes, all the way in this time," she urged him, as he teased her opening with his bulging head.

"Oh fuck, lovely, nice and deep, nice and fucking deep for me," she commended his forward thrusting stroke, when Ralph filled her up with his firm warm length.

"Huh, huh, emn, fuck me, fuck me, Ralph," Rose urged him, as she rocked back on his thick mass, managing to content Alec by stroking his equally warm shaft as she held him off, momentarily.

"Right, young man," she intoned, her head turned towards Alec while gazing up his frame. With that, as she got her purring wet pussy pleasurably reamed, Ms Meadows flicked her tongue around the puffy warm glans of the turgid cock before her and was soon taking his bountiful length into her mouth, urged on by Ralph behind her, his hands grasping her hips as he laid siege to her fortress and they both spit fucked her vibrant body. Although Rose's horny clit wasn't much receiving a consistent thrumming, it was, nevertheless, being stimulated by the upward swing of Ralph's ever more cum heavy balls, enough, to soon have Ms Meadows murmuring her pleasured euphoria when another orgasm gripped her body and seared a path through it.

"Which of you lovely studs wants my ass first?" Rose proposed, as she stood up and then went to lean over the table for them.

In one of the many vicariously erotic novels to come across Ms Meadows' desk, an author explained that, being bent over a table or knelt in front of a sofa or armchair, as Rose just was, afforded the woman the least amount of discomfort. Added to that of her holding herself open and eventually sliding back on as much of the man as she felt comfortable with until he moved with enough ease that she subsequently let him take over.

"What!" they both exclaimed.

"I want you to fuck my ass, stick your cocks..." Rose began, only for Ralph to make a disgruntled noise.

"I see, saving it for your future fiancé," she rebuked, before addressing Alec.

"And you, what's your story?"

"As nice as your ass is, and I don't mind worshiping it, Ms Meadows, it's illegal."

"Not according to me, it's not, and I'm the one with the need, here," she told him. ‘Fucking politician's, with their fucking misogynistic laws,' Rose raged inside, before nevertheless bending over for them.

She then invited Alec to make good on his assertion towards her ass while she got a long and languid taste of herself on Ralph's cock, which she subsequently wiped over her flushed cheeks, along with lips and chin; eventually urging him to cum, before dismissing the pair of them.

In addition to not getting her ass royally reamed by either of her subordinates, Rose was passed over for the promotion she was expecting. She did, though, make up for not having let Alec actually fuck her pussy, one afternoon, however, he refused to budge on that of the other.

Weeks went by, until.../

To be continued in part 2.