When Kathi went into Brian's outer office, nobody was sitting at the secretary's desk. Thinking that unusual, she waited for a while. Then she grew impatient and walked over to his office door and knocked.
She thought she heard some scuffling and whispering behind the door. Suddenly it opened and a wry pretty girl peeped out. Her face was flushed and she was nervously smoothing her skirt.
"Yes? Did you wish to see Mr. Riles?" she asked anxiously.
Behind the girl Kathi saw Brian. He was also nervous, straightening his tie, when he glimpsed her.
"My God, Ann, I can…"
"I'm not Ann, I'm Kathi," she said, quickly setting him straight. She couldn't help raising a skeptical eyebrow, having caught him in the act. Part of her even felt jealous. She didn't care if he screwed his secretary, but she had come here thinking they might finish what they had begun last night.
Brian cleared his throat, obviously relieved. "Oh, Kathi, of course!" he laughed. "This is my secretary, Miss Jennings."
Kathi nodded coldly at the girl. "I just happened to be downtown shopping. I've never seen your office, so…"
"Come in, come in!" Brian said, still nervous.
He pulled her inside and shut the door behind her.
"My, my," Kathi said. "I hope I didn't interrupt anything."
"You're not my wife, you know," Brian said.
"But you thought I was for a minute."
"An obvious mistake."
"If I remember right, you made that mistake once before," she smiled.
Brian put his arms around her and kissed her, coiling his tongue around hers, frenching her hotly. "I haven't been able to keep my mind off you," he whispered.
Kathi let her hand slide down to his crotch. She squeezed his thick prick and balls through his pants. "Then you know why I came," she whispered back. "I was walking around looking in the shops, trying not to think about it. But I knew you were right down here in your office. Every time I thought about it, I got all tingly and… wet."
Brian got his hand under her short skirt and drew it up her thighs to her groin. He felt the wetness of her panties with his fingers. He tugged the elastic of her panties aside and dithered one finger up into her soupy crack.
"Aahhhnnn!" Kathi gasped. "Ohhhh, do it to me, Brian! Do it to me here. We can't go on like this. I want you."
He kissed her warm neck and fingerfucked her gently. "But my secretary's right outside the door."
"Can't you lock it or something?"
"But remember how you told me you make so much noise when you come? You said you couldn't help it."
"I can try not to. I could put something in my mouth this time. I could try, really! Oh God, it feels good!"
"Kathi, we can't. It's too dangerous."
She pulled away from him. "You're just afraid it'll spoil things with her!"
"No I'm not. I want you more than I want her."
"I don't believe you," Kathi pouted. "I have half a mind to tell Ann about you and her."
Brian grinned thoughtfully. "She might want to know what you were doing here yourself," he said.
"Isn't there any place we could go?"
Brian thought it over. He shook his head.
"We could go to a hotel," she suggested.
"I'm expecting an important phone call… I can't be away more than twenty minutes or so."
Kathi was crestfallen. She really had been counting on this. Her body yearned for it. She knew he really wasn't rejecting her, but it felt like it anyway.
"Well, the least you can do is walk me back to the elevator," she pouted.
Brian nodded. He took her arm and ushered her out past the coldly staring Miss Jennings and down the corridor. "Look, baby," he whispered. "I promise you I'll arrange something soon."
"Don't bother," she said.
"Maybe after work today."
"It would be too hard then. We'd both have to go home and face Ann right afterward. I don't know about you, but I couldn't do it."
He shrugged. "I guess I couldn't either," he admitted.
They were almost to the elevator when Kathi noticed a dimly lit stairwell. Since Brian's office was on the top floor of the building, she concluded that the stain must lead up to a landing, or maybe even to the roof. It was probably hopeless, but worth a try.
"What about that?" she whispered, nodding at the stain. "Where do they go?"
"To the roof."
She smiled at him, hoping he would get her message.
Brian smiled back. "We could check it out," he whispered.
Like two conspirators, they crept up the dim stairs to the roof of the building. The sun was shining brightly. Kathi looked around and was disappointed to see that there was no place where they could fuck. The surface of the roof was just tar sprinkled with gravel. Not very comfortable to lie down on.
"God, I just want to do it with you in a bed like two normal people," she told Brian. "Is that so much to ask?"
He smiled, sensing her disappointment. "Maybe it is," he murmured. "Let's go over there and look down at the street."
Glumly she let him guide her over to the iron railing that ran around the edge of the entire roof. The building was fifteen stories high, and looking over the edge made her feel giddy. The people on the streets below were scurrying little ants.
Kathi turned around and leaned her back against the rail. "Do that again," she murmured. "What you were doing to me in your office."
She took his hand and drew it down, putting it under her skirt and letting him feel the wetness of her panties again.
"Feel how wet I am for you," she breathed.
Brian's fingers rubbed her, sawing gently, pressing the nylon up into the aching wet groove of her open pussy. Kathi trembled and gasped. She closed her thighs on his hand and kissed him again, swirling her tongue around his. She whimpered with pleasure as he again slipped his finger under the elastic of her panties and sank it into the squishy warmth of her cunt.
"Ohhnnnn, oh God!" she moaned. "Ohhhh Brian, oh Brian, please!"
Brian was breathing hard too. His body was stiff and urgent with desire for her. His finger jabbing up into her wet aching cunt made her giddy with lust. He devoured her mouth, sucking her tongue and her lips until she was quivering all over with the need to be fucked.
"What if somebody comes?" he asked.
He brought his free hand up to her breasts and pressed them through the fabric of her blouse and bra. Kathi's knees weakened with pleasure. The thrill of leaning back against the railing fifteen stories up was almost too much for her.
"I don't care!" she gasped. "Just do it to me quick!"
Brian stopped kissing and sucking her mouth long enough to look down at the surface of the roof. He smiled quizzically, and Kathi saw what he was thinking. But she felt like an animal in heat. Her body trembled and ached and melted with the need to have him fuck her.
She disengaged herself from his embrace and turned around, bending over and grasping the iron railing, looking down into the busy streets below. She planted her feet firmly apart, spreading her thighs, presenting her ass to him, uptilting it.
"Do it to me this way," she hissed urgently.
"Oh Kathi, oh Kathi baby!" Brian said. He pushed up her skirt from behind and tugged her panties down to her knees.
The feel of his strong determined fingers and hand on her naked thighs made Kathi quiver and moan. She heard the sound of his zipper as he took out his cock. The excitement was almost more than she could bear. He was going to shove it into her from behind, and ream her with it while she looked over, the railing and down into the streets.
She gripped the railing tightly with her hands and lay her head down between them. She pressed her cheek to the iron rail and clenched her teeth, awaiting the beautiful feeling that would surge through her whole body at the instant his prick penetrated her.
Brian's strong hands returned to the taut naked globes of her ass. He caressed and squeezed them and dug his fingers into them in a way he had not taken time to do when he had first fucked her. And Kathi whimpered with delicious anticipation, feeling her cunt throb and flow with juice only inches below his fingers. She felt the bobbing thick shaft of his hot prick graze her asscheeks, then glide down the crack of her ass. He crouched and slid his hands around to the front of her thighs and gripped her tightly.
The flaring head of his cock nudged the buttery outer lips of her aching quim. Kathi gasped, holding onto the railing for dear life, reeling with hot tremors of pleasure as the entire rigid stalk of his prick slid into her.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!" she sighed. She bit her tongue in order to withstand the intensity of the sensations in her cunt.
She flexed her knees, pushing her cunt down onto his rearing cock. She felt it sink even further into her. She shuddered with pleasure and hissed uncontrollably as he drew it out slowly, then rammed it deep into her again. The second thrust of his cock was so fierce that Kathi nearly came unglued with wanton fires of lust. Her whole body shook with hot feathery spasms.
"Aannggg!" she gagged as he rammed it into her again. "Aannggg! Aannggg! Oh shit! Oh Jesus… owwnnggg! Oh God, it's good! Unh!"
Brian drew his strong hands up even farther under her skirt, to her grinding hips. He clamped them and held her steady. Then he jerked up powerfully with his pelvis and crammed her full of more thick pussy-splitting cock than she had ever felt.
Tears squirted from Kathi's eyes. Moaning and clutching the iron rail for dear life, she briefly opened her eyes and gazed down into the concrete canyons below at the scurrying ant-like people who were going about their business with no idea what was happening here on the roof.
Brian fucked her from behind, with controlled but furious passion. He used the springing action of his powerful legs to pump and lunge up into her again and again with his jabbing prick.
And Kathi, clutching, the rail for leverage, clenched the muscles of her legs. She gritted her teeth and mewled deep in her throat with hot delirious joy, pitching her cunt back into his upthrusting cock. She realized that she was making too much noise. Her uncontrollable moaning and feverish squealing might attract someone.
But she couldn't stop the howls of pleasure that tore out of her throat each time he pierced her cunt from the rear with his raging cock. The hard edge of his ripping shaft scraped her flaming clit. Her dripping pussy began to burble and pulse and throb with the swelling waves of her climax.
"Ohhnnnn! Ohhnnnn!" she moaned, swooping her groin back into each fierce stroke, her body seething with fire. "Yesssss! Yessss! Ohn! Owwcchhh!"
Brian's grip on her body grew savagely strong. He groaned and panted, plundering her with swift violent thrusts. And suddenly she erupted with coming, nearly dissolving in the hot sweeping flush of pleasure that raged through her. Her sweaty hands gripped the iron rail, but her arms were so weak and quivery that she nearly slipped and fell. She shut her eyes tightly, yowling with delight as the surging bliss of her orgasm wrenched her.
"Ohhhnnn! Ohh aiiee! Auunggg! Oh! Auunnnggg!"
Brian grunted. He seized her body even more fiercely to keep her from slipping, and nearly lifted her feet off the surface of the roof as his plunging prick suddenly spouted jet after jet of burning jism into her. Gasping and shuddering, barely able to stand, they both slumped forward against the iron rail. They clutched it for support and let the unbelievably intense spasms flash through their bodies until the double orgasm subsided.
When their breath returned to normal they both suddenly realized where they were, and how easily they might be caught. They quickly disengaged their groins and spun around nervously, trying to get their clothes back in place.
"Jesus! Oh Jesus Jesus!" Kathi gasped.
As soon as Brian withdrew his cock from her she felt the thick warm gobs of his cum leaking out of her still-tingling cunt, dripping down her thighs. He must've shot a gallon into me, she thought. God, he fucked me so hard I thought I was going to fall over the rail and into the street!
"Can I have your hanky?" she asked.
She kept him from getting his prick back into his pants too quickly by reaching out for it, stroking and cradling it in her palms. She held the half-limp tube of flesh that had just driven her crazy, and squeezed it gently.
Brian let her hold and stroke his cock while he reached into his back pocket for his handkerchief. He pressed it into her hand.
"Kathi, honey, we've already pressed our luck. Somebody could surprise us any second."
"I know, I know," she said quietly. She wiped off his sticky cum and pulled up her panties and straightened her skirt. She winked at him. "There now, I'm better than that secretary of yours, aren't I?"
He grinned. "No question about it."
"I only wish we could fuck in a real bed and be naked and everything like normal people," she pouted again.
"We aren't normal people." Brian said. "We're family."
"Not really. Not by blood."
"You know what I mean."
"Don't you want me in a bed? I mean the usual way?"
"More than anything."
"I keep feeling like whenever I see you I should just bend over and pull down my panties and let you screw me like a female goat or something."
He put an arm around her shoulders and squeezed her. "Don't be silly. Look, I'll arrange something soon. I promise."
She kissed him as they walked back toward the stairs. "I wouldn't want you to get the wrong idea, though. It was stupendous."
He walked her to the elevator. "I kind of enjoyed it myself," he whispered. He glanced around to see if anyone was watching, then kissed her mouth quickly. "See you when I get home."
"I'll try not to look like you've just fucked me into heaven this afternoon," she said.
He winked. "See that you do."