Night of the Intruder · Part 2 (2/2)
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Joy sat in the big chair, tweaking a nipple with one hand and rubbing her clit with the other. She looked at the papers which covered Carl's desk, and her eyes fell on a mess of doodles which covered a sheet next to the phone. Amidst the spirals and squiggles and strange faces were hot sexy caricatures: a hand squeezing a breast, two lovers in a tight embrace, a guy's tongue licking a girl's pussy, and others. Ooooooh, thought Joy, this guy is hot ALL the time! She looked at his erotic art and continued to caress her body.
Some minutes went by, then the door opened and Carl reentered the room, carrying another cardboard box. He set it down on the desk as Joy got up from the chair and stood next to him, making sure that her body was touching his in as many places as possible. Carl reached into the box and pulled out a T-shirt and OP shorts. "I hope these fit you okay, they've been in the trunk of my car for who knows how long!" He handed them to Joy. She slowly put on the shorts, rubbing her body against Carl in the process. The shorts were rather tight, and the T-shirt was especially so! Carl watched hungrily as she pulled it on.
Her chest really strained the fabric, and the bottom of the shirt did not quite cover her navel. Joy thought that if she arched her back and lifted her boobs up, they'd probably tear right through the shirt! Mmmmmmm… She stepped up behind him, and wrapped her arms around him as her chest pressed against his back. Carl could not resist turning around in her arms and giving her a LONG hug and kiss.
About ten minutes later, Carl was alone in the room. The lights were off. He sat in his chair, counting silently to one hundred. Then he got up, took some items from the box, and stuffed them in his pockets. Flashlight in hand, he made his way to the door, opened it, and stepped out into the hall.
The whole building was dark. The beam of Carl's flashlight played along the walls and floor. He felt SO horny, and looked eagerly forward to finding that luscious body. He smiled as he savored the hot sexy possibilities…
The boss had just pulled up to his company late in the evening to do some last-minute preparations for a meeting tomorrow. He'd been walking to the front door when he noticed that the red light on the alarm panel just inside the glass door was not shining. In addition, a green light was blinking, indicating that one or more motion sensors inside the building were picking up movement.
An unauthorized visitor was in the building, someone who'd known the alarm code. Someone perhaps now in the process of stealing confidential company secrets! But fearless Carl would put a stop to this…
And so the fantasy began.
Carl crept silently along the hallway, flashlight in one hand and a battery-powered squirtgun in the other. He listened for telltale sounds that would give away the intruder's location, but so far could not hear anything…
There! A faint sound, coming from somewhere on the other side of the building — probably the manufacturing area. He entered the kitchen area, passed through the dining room, and entered another hallway. He stopped to listen. No sounds could be heard except those emitted by the cooling fans of some computers in a nearby lab. He made his way slowly toward Manufacturing.
Joy was having the time of her life: slinking around in the darkness, wearing these super-tight clothes that did little to hide her sensuous curves. She tiptoed quietly behind a huge Amistar pick-and-place machine, and leaned against it. Ooooh! The metal felt cold. She pressed a breast against it, and the coldness made the nipple instantly harden. She did the same with her other breast, then let her fingers fondle her firm nipples through the stretched fabric of the T-shirt.
Carl put his ear up to the door of Manufacturing and listened. He thought he'd heard a noise, but he was not sure where it had come from. There was nothing but silence now. He turned the knob, and pushed the big heavy door slowly open. The hinges squeaked.
Joy's head turned in the direction of the faint squeak coming from downstairs. Oooooh he's coming! Coming to feast on her body and play with her boobs and and kiss her until her lips fell off and suck all the juices out of her hot pussy… She had to hide deeper, protect herself from danger. She walked slowly away from the machine on tip-toes, trying not to make the floorboards of the recently installed second-story balcony offices squeak. Her penlight cast a very faint glow in front of her, providing a bare minimum illumination without advertising her whereabouts.
Carl wound his away around pieces of machinery in various stages of assembly. He flashed his light all about, searching behind cabinets, underneath lab benches, between shelf units. No sign of the intruder. His throbbing cock rammed against his pants as he thought of what he would do when he FOUND the intruder…
Joy descended a stairway she'd never even seen before as quietly as she could, and found herself facing an enormous slab of granite. Used as an ultra-flat and stable work table for precision machining, it was at least ten feet long by maybe eight feet wide. It sat in a metal frame like the frame of a bed, and there was about a foot or so of space underneath it, just enough room for her. She slid underneath it on her back, and pushed herself along the concrete floor until she was up against a wall. She turned off the penlight, and a curtain of darkness settled over everything. Her chest pressed against the cold granite. The thought of all that weight poised above her, perhaps TONS, was amazingly erotic!
Carl definitely heard a noise that time! The squeak of a stair step somewhere. The intruder was upstairs. He made his way quickly to the stairway and ascended. There were few places the intruder could go from here. The intruder would soon know the wrath of a VERY HORNY high company official!
He flashed his light into the new accounting offices. No sign of anybody there. Especially a SEXY body. He crept up to a closet, and yanked the door open, expecting to see Joy throw up her arms in surrender (which would make her boobs REALLY stretch the shirt, mmmmmm…) But no such luck. Just piles and piles of plotter paper. He closed the door and headed back down the short hallway. He was about to give up on the upstairs area when he noticed the other stairway nearly hidden behind a desk.
Joy could hear him opening the closet upstairs. Ooooh he's so close now, and probably sooooo horny! She arched her back and pressed her boobs even harder against the granite as her fingers caressed her thighs and reached up inside the tight shorts to fondle her pussy. She imagined the thoughts running through her pursuer's mind, and smiled. Then she saw a flash of light from the stairway.
Carl descended the steps slowly. The intruder HAD to be down here, and he better not take any chances! His gun was held at the ready. No one would get away with confidential company information… He reached the bottom and entered the workshop. Metalworking equipment filled the room, and the smell of metal and oil permeated the dank air. Long high metal shelves ran along one wall, with plenty of gaps where someone could hide. An enormous milling machine offered more hiding spaces, and there was a doorway leading to the foreman's office, a walled-in cube next to a huge granite table.
He scanned the shelves with his flashlight, then headed for the foreman's office. A quick look turned up no sign of Joyflesh, and he emerged from the office and sat down on the granite slab to think. Where could the intruder be hiding? He slowly ran the beam of the flashlight around the room. And then a big grin spread across his face, and his cock hardened again.
One of Joy's hands was inside her shorts, the other was up inside her shirt, and her body was undulating with the pleasures her hands were giving her, when she was hit by the flashlight beam. She looked in its direction and saw only the brilliant light, moving slowly back and forth, scanning her whole body. Then it dropped on the floor, still illuminating her, and a grunting animal came sliding in toward her.
The animal's hands landed on her stomach and began to paw at her all over. "Aha! I got you!!" He slid up next to her and slid one hand between the granite and her chest. "Oooooh you are one SEXY intruder! I think I will wait and have some fun with you before calling the police. Now do as I say and you won't be harmed."
Joy tried to get away, scrambling quickly away from her captor. Her sexy legs kicked at the hands that clutched at them.
"POW! POW!!" Clackclackclackclack Joy's body was struck by a pulsating stream of water. Carl watched with great horniness as her shirt became wet and began to stick to her body. She emerged from the end of the table and got up, with Carl right behind. He reached up and let loose another round of gunfire, and Joy backed up against the wall, between two metal shelf units.
Her shirt was drenched now, and her areole were now just as visible as her erect nipples. It was a wet T-shirt lover's hottest dream, and Carl's face plunged into the wet warmth. His hands spread her arms out, pinning her against the wall as he enjoyed her boobs yet again. Her sexy hips gyrated with the sensations, and then Carl reached into his pocket and brought out some rope. He reached up and tied a piece loosely around her wrist, and bound it to a corner of one shelf unit. He did the same with her other wrist, and then slowly dropped to his knees, dragging his face down her chest and stomach as he went. He bound her ankles as he had done to her wrists. Then he stepped back and observed his captive as she struggled against her bonds.
"So you thought you could prowl unchecked through this company and steal our secrets huh? With anyone else I would just call that cops and have you hauled away, but in YOUR case, I've decided to take the law into my own hands!" With that he approached her again. He put his hands on her hips and felt her smooth flesh as he pressed his crotch against hers. Then he took hold of the bottom front of her shirt, and pulled outward with each hand.
RRRRRRRRRIP!!!
The shirt tore all the way up, and her boobs bounced out. He put his hands around them, and just looked at how they moved and changed shape so deliciously as he played with them. Then his tongue alighted on one nipple and began to flick back and forth. Her skin was still moist from the squirtgun, and he pulled the hand towel from his coat pocket and toweled her off, enjoying every curve and crevice the towel passed over. Then he slowly unzipped those tight shorts, and slid them down her silky legs.
Joy leaned back against the wall and reveled in the tactile sensations all over her body: his hands and face enjoying her many wonders, and the feel of the ropes, restricting her movements and making her body totally vulnerable to his every whim. She could not escape his horny desires. And did not want to!
He now stood before her naked, and his big hard cock jabbed at her crotch as he pressed his chest against hers. His hands slid outward along her arms, and their bodies rubbed together as his tongue slid all over her neck and face. Then it traveled downward, spiraling around her chest and in between those luscious mounds, visiting both peaks, and then continuing downward. His hands slid down her sides as he licked and kissed her stomach all over, and then her hips and thighs. Her hips slowly gyrated as his tongue drew nearer to her pussy. When he got there, her hands jerked against the ropes.
He lapped at her pussy, tickling the lips and tasting her flowing juices. Then his tongue slid in between the lips and forced its way into her. "Uhhh!" she moaned sharply as he penetrated deeper and his lips touched hers. His tongue wiggled around inside and then withdrew. He licked at the lips some more, and then plunged even deeper inside the second time. His hands clutched at her hips as his tongue was squeezed by the walls of her love channel. Her pubic hairs tickled his lips as his tongue powered into her. His tongue withdrew again, and he slid it quickly up her body, between her breasts, and jabbed it in her mouth.
Joy could taste the sweetness of her juices on his tongue. Their lips ground together as their tongues danced with each other. His cock rubbed against her pussy, making her fiery hot! She pulled at the ropes and her body bucked forward, and then his body pushed hers back against the wall. His arms wrapped around her and hugged her tight as they continued to kiss. He was leaning against her now, their bodies pressed tightly together. His hands slid out along her arms again, and gripped her wrists. Joy moved her crotch in and out, grinding it against his throbbing member. It felt so incredible!
He reached over with both hands, and freed one of her wrists. Her hand rested on his shoulder as he reached the other way and freed her other arm. She reached around behind his head and pulled his lips against hers again.
Carl slid down her body again, and undid the ropes at her feet. Then he put one arm behind her legs, and lifted her up. She put one hand around his cock and squeezed it as he carried her over to the granite slab.
They did not notice the unforgiving hardness of the surface at all as they embraced tightly and rolled over and over, kissing and kissing and kissing…
Their stomachs ground together as Joy pivoted on top of Carl, and then she found herself face-to-head with his big cock. She put her hands around the base and stroked his balls just as she felt his tongue lap at her pussy. Her own tongue darted forward and took a swipe at this love muscle before her. It bounced backwards like a punching bag, and quickly sprung forward for more. She stabbed at it with her tongue, and then curled one hand around it. Mmmmmm I wonder how sensitive the head is…. Her tongue lightly teased it. She felt his body buck underneath her, and his tongue plunged into her vagina. That made her tongue press down hard on his cock, and his body quivered again. Joy curled her tongue around his member and spiraled her way up it. Then she kissed the head with her lips.
Then she took him in her mouth.
Her lips parted, and his cock slid inside. First just a little way, her tongue dancing around on the head. Then she closed her lips around it and took it in deep. Her cheeks pulled inward as she sucked and feasted on his penis, like a kid eating a Bomb Pop. Wet slurping noises could be heard coming from both ends of this writhing mass of hot flesh.
Carl's tongue plunged really deep, and his cock popped out of her mouth as she moaned in ecstasy. She gripped his cock with one hand and began to stroke it. Now it was HE who was moaning! She slid forward, and pressed his dick into her chest. She moved it back and forth across one nipple like a windshield wiper. She pressed it hard into one boob, seeing how far in it could go. She shook her chest back and forth, and her boobs smacked against Carl's cock and bobbed it from side to side. Then she took it into her mouth again and sucked on it harder than before.
Carl's body lunged beneath her as he cried out "oooooUUUHH!!"
Joy's mouth filled with steaming hot cum.
She let his cock pop out, and stroked at it as cum shot out all over her chest. She smeared it around with one hand as she yanked on his tool with the other. His hands clutched tightly at her buttocks. The stream of cum slowed to a trickle as his flaming member began to grow limp.
She pivoted around on him again, and pressed her sticky chest against his. They panted heavily, regaining their breaths. Then they kissed again.
Four hours later, the metal shop foreman arrived at work. He went into his office, picked up a long roll, and brought it out to the table. He unrolled it there and began to make various changes to the blueprint with a pencil, while leaning on his other hand. When he got up again, he found a little bit of sticky stuff on that hand. He looked at it curiously for a moment, then wiped it on his pants and carried the roll back into his office.
Night of the Intruder · Part 2 (2/2)
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