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Working (it) with Meg

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Working (it) with Meg by AnonymousMeg is a very attractive woman that works for a company I do business with. She is probably 30+ yrs., brunette (cut above the shoulder), about 5'4",110 (?) pounds, very fit with modestly sized breast and the most incrediblelegs and ass I think I have ever seen. She is very professional and alwaysimpeccably dressed, usually in a business suit with the skirt cut justslightly shorter than you would ordinarily expect. I have seen herprobably three to four times a month for the last two years. Workingtogether over that amount of time we naturally got to know each other. Ihad found her to be self confident and quite direct in her manner. Ourrelationship was strictly professional (She didn't wear a wedding band andI didn't know her dating status) although we did discuss a range of topicsat the occasional "business" lunch. I had a great deal of respect for herboth professionally and personnally.A few months ago, I was surfing exhibitionist's web pages on my homecomputer, and after following a number of links, I found a page that hadsome particularly nice amature shots on it, some with links to theirpersonal pages. On this page I found what appeared to be a nude photo ofMeg. Couldn't be, I though, it just *looks* like her. I followed the linkto a modest home page hosted by two women calling themselves "Autumn" and"Summer". There was no other information, just the two names and probablysix or eight pages of photos of each. I cruised through Autumn's photosand soon obvious that "Autumn" was indeed Meg. And was she ever stunning!The nudes were tastefull, many were outdoors in secluded locations, nonewere particularly graphic. Although it was obvious that her pussy wascompletely shaved! I was incredibly excited and masturbated to athunderous orgasm.The next day I made an excuse to see Meg about something. We went to lunchand I made causual conversation. I wanted to say something but was worriedabout what might happen if I did. A few weeks went buy and I found thatthe page was updated with a few new photos about once a week. I was goingcrazy with lust over Meg and desperately wanted to tell her I knew aboutthe page. Finally, one weekend, I got up my nerve and hit the buttonlabled "comments" on the page (it was the only text other than the namesand page numbers). It opened the mailer in my browser, so I sent her ashort note saying I enjoyed the photos. I new the e-mail would contain myname. I was terribly nervous about what would follow. All the next week Ipurposely didn't visit my customer. I kept checking my home e-mailexpecting a responce, but none arrive. The following week, I had to visit Meg about an issue. She was her typicalself. We had lunch and talked about the usual stuff. Now I was reallygoing crazy. That evening I checked my e-mail and found a responce fromAutumn. All it said was; "Did they get you excited? Did you masturbate?" I was stunned! My heart raced and I was instantly hard. I spent thenext hour stroking my raging hard-on looking at her pictures andcontemplating a responce. Finally, I replied with one word: "yes".Again a week went by with no other responce from Autumn or contact withMeg. Again I was going crazy. The next week brought a routine visit to mycustomer and I had a brief conversation with Meg. She was as cool as ever. When I got home I found an e-mail from Autumn waiting. All it said was;"wonderful!". At the bottom was another web address. I clicked on it andfound another homepage, this one titled; "Summer and Autumn's Other Page".Again, no text (other than a "comment" button), just photos. And whatphotos they were! All were of either Summer or Autumn, or both with eitherone or two guys. Quickly, I identified that all of the photos were of somecombination of only four people, usually two or three of the group with thefourth obviously being the photographer. None of the photos ever showedthe guys above the chest, but they appeared to be quite handsome and ingood shape. As this stuff goes the photos were pretty tame, most were ofjust blowjobs or handjobs. Some with the girls doing some pretty tamestuff together. My two favorites were the one with Meg with a cock in eachhand, the heads together and her tongue and lips on both. The other withboth Meg and Summer kissing with one of the guy's cockhead stuck betweentheir lips and tongues. Needless to say I came all over myself afterthis. Then I sat and though about it for a moment and considered what wasgoing on here. Did she know it was me and send me to the other page? Orwas it the other girl that responded? Maybe Meg didn't know it was me?Again I hit the comment button and typed: "I loved it!"About a week later, the evening after a "typical" meeting with Meg, therewas an e-mail waiting from "Autumn". Again, all it said was: "Did you getexcited? Did you masturbate?" Now I was suspicious. The e-mails werealways the evening after I visited Meg at her office. She had to know. Ireplied with; "Oh god YES!". A couple of days later, I had to work late atMeg's office to re-work a project that was due the next day. We finishedabout 7:30 that evening and I envited her for a drink (something we hadnever done). She accepted and we went to a convenient restaraunt not faraway. We had a couple of drinks and I tried to find the courage to broachthe subject of her page. She was cool as ever and at about 9:00 she saidit was late and she had to leave.When I got home, sure enough, there was a message from Autumn. My bloodran cold when I read it, all it said was; "I want to see". I thought for along time, screwed up my courage and replied with; "I am here most eveningsmasturbating to your photos. You are welcome to stop by any evening youlike, my address is..." I hit the send button and prayed I hadn't justmade the biggest mistake of my life. The very next evening, I check my e-mail. Nothing from Autumn even thoughI had dropped by her office to deliver the report. Damn, what was up Ithought. Maybe she was backing off. I was dissapointed. I went to her"other" site and lingered over the photos and toyed with my erection.Sometime after 9:00 pm my doorbell rang. I practically jumped out of mychair. I grabbed my pants, pulling them on as I went to the door. It wasMeg! She smiled and waved at me though the fluted glass window of thedoor. There I was, holding up my jeans (they still weren't buttoned orzipped) wondering what to do. My heart was pounding as I opened the door.She stepped in the doorway, looking at my state of dress and softly said;"I came to take you up on your invitation". She looked great! She waswearing a miniskirt with no stockings, revealing her tanned legs and abelly shirt that showed off her flat stomach and navel. I was still tryingto hold my pants together in front and hide my erection. I couldn't sayanything. I had never seen her dressed in anything other than professionalclothes. Finally, she closed the door and asked where my computer was."Oh, this way" and I led her down the hallway to the bedroom I used for anoffice. Her page was already up and displaying one of my favorite photosof her when we walked in. She sat on the edge of the table next to thedesk while I took my seat in the chair. She smiled at me but didn't sayanything. I admired the great view I had of her legs. After an ackwardmoment, she giggled, smiled and very softly said; "well?". I grabbed themouse and paged though some of the photos, she never said a word. Soon myerection began to poke though my open fly, she noticed and giggled softly.I considered the situation and after gathering my courage, stood andstepped out of my jeans, exposing my full erection to her. I sat downagain, selected a photo and began to toy with my cock. Within minutes Iwas stroking for all I was worth. Meg alternated her gaze between thescreen displaying her picture, and my lap. A moment later I came as hardas I ever had, shooting ribbons of come all over my chest and stomach. Megsquealed with delight as I came. After my orgasm subsided, I gathered awad of come from the end of my penis with my finger and wiped it on mytongue. She watch intently. After my erection subsided, she got up fromthe table and asked me to walk her to the door. I did, nude, with my cockdangling in front of me. At the door, she said; "thank you, and can we dothis again sometime?". I smiled, "Anytime you want, just stop by". Shesmiled and left.We have done the same thing twice since. She never says much and alwaysleaves promplty after I come. We continue at work as always and she hadnever said a word about it at the office. It is obvious she like to watchme masturbate while looking at her pictures, and I am more than happy tooblidge.