Eager to impress

At first Tom is surprised at what he sees reflected in the mirror behind Peter's desk, but pauses for just a moment then states, Peter are you being schooled as to the proper way to give evaluations or is that Mrs. W there exposing her lovely ass in the mirror as she enjoys a late lunch?
 
I freeze at the sound of another man's voice. Down on my knees behind the desk, I can't see who it is and don't recognize the voice. I stare wide-eyed up at Peter's face, looking for his reaction. *Peter's face is blank. Great, no help there. My options are limited - be bold and confront whoever it is or crawl under the desk until Peter gets rid of him. I already know which option secures the job in the company. I grab my blouse from the floor, pull it on, drag my fingers through my hair, and stand up behind the desk to face the intruder.
 
In such an awkward situation, there's very little one can do.

"I thought the door was locked, but Tom of course, come in come in. I don't believe you've met Meg before... she's only worked here a few weeks... very keen girl, proving eager to impress..."
 
Meg, what a pleasure to meet you, Tom says, and continuing on, How good are you at multi-tasking, he asks with a gleam in his eye.
 
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A glance at Tom's expression left no doubt what form of multitasking he was referring to. Meg realized that the bar for getting this job just got unreasonably high. Sex with Peter was, in fact, something she had thought about since he hired her. But she had never even seen Tom around the office. Sex with a complete stranger was taboo for her, wasn't it? He was attractive and very masculine with an infectious smile. Damn, hadn't she always fantasized about sex with two men? Double the attention focused on her? This opportunity might never be offered again.

She looked up and found both men gazing at her, anticipating her answer. The tingle that spread through her body overrode her mental dilemma. She reached out her hand to shake Tom's saying with a coy smile, "I would enjoy the opportunity to show you and Peter the extent of my multitasking skills."
 
A quick glance at Meg's smile and out reached hand gave Tom all the encouragement that he needed and with a quick unzip of his pants he placed his cock into Meg's out stretched hand. Instead of a handshake Meg had a handful of slowly stiffening cock,,,,,,
 
I was convinced that Meg had never done anything quite like this before. She seemed apprehensive, and, well it seemed even further out of character. Clearly her desire to keep thus job was nothing more than a veneer for this situation unfolding unexpextantly.

I had no need to undress when I reached out and pulled her other hand down to my cock that was now familiar to her.
 
Meg's body stiffened involuntarily. She closed her eyes and drew a very deep breath. What had she gotten herself into? At her place of work with *each of her hands holding a cock. Was she out of her element, beyond her normal bounds? Hell yes! She either had to let go, flee the room and her job prospects. Or give in to living out her fantasy starting right now.*

She focused on how different they felt in her hands. She had not truly noticed this from one boyfriend to the next. She slid her hands up both shafts, cupped her palms over their tips, and ran her fingers around each silken head. Peter sighed and relaxed in his chair. Tom groaned and stepped closer to her. Their evident pleasure hooked her. She felt in control of their bodies. She could excite and satisfy them and they would return the pleasure in duplicate. Meg realized in that moment that there*was no way that she was leaving this room without playing out her fantasy. The promise of it was just too enticing.
 
Never one to take a back seat, Tom took the first step closer to Meg and reaching over pulled her mouth to his with a firm grip on her neck. My, my, my he whispered in her mouth as they kissed deeply, you are quite the minx aren't you Meg?
 
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