Page 12 of Calling Her Bluff

“Of course,” her Dad said, smiling indulgently. Mom nodded her head, seconding his permission, not that she ever disagreed with him. “What time?”

“Oh, ah… usually a little before dinner time,” she said, thinking quickly. “They order in food for dinner, and the study session run kind of late sometimes, I’ve been told. People get into the discussion, but it’s supposed to be very helpful.”

“That sounds wonderful,” her mother said in a tone that sounded like she meant anything but. “I hope this won’t interfere with your dating life, dear.”

“Nonsense,” Daddy said. “She’ll still have her Saturday nights, and it’s better not to be distracted during the school year, anyway. You’re setting a good example, Allison. It’s appalling how many young men and women spend their Friday nights partying, getting drunk, and indulging in all sorts of irresponsible and amoral behavior. We’re so proud of you.”

Allison smiled weakly.

* * *

As she walked into Todd’s office building, her pigtails bobbed. The short pink sundress rode up her shapely legs, and she had to constantly pull the straps back onto her shoulders. She looked gorgeous, even if the pigtails did make her look five years younger. At twenty-one, that five-year reduction made quite a difference. Why did men have this obsession with wanting girls to look younger, anyway? Shave her pubic hair, wear pigtails—it shouldn’t give her an illicit thrill.

Her pussy was already wet and leaking in anticipation, and she worried people would be able to smell it on her or someone she knew would see her. For the first time in her life, she’d taken public transpiration to get somewhere. Her large purse carried the light sweater and underwear she’d been wearing until five minutes ago when she’d snuck into the bushes next to his building to take it all off. Being without a bra in this dress was particularly perilous.

Todd smiled as she scurried into his office, clutching her purse in front of her and her slim legs flashing.

“You can put the purse there,” he said, nodding to the chair next to his door. As soon as she put it down, he could see her nipples poking through the thin material of her sundress. Standing, he gestured to her. “Come here, I want to show you something.”

Curiosity aroused, she walked around his desk. Putting an arm around her shoulder, he propelled her to the floor-to-ceiling window.

“See out there?” Her nod made her pigtails bob. “My friend works in that building. I told him he should look up here at about this time today. Don’t worry, he won’t recognize you.”

Smiling at her, he watched the embarrassment slowly creep up her face as his full meaning sunk in. No wonder he’d wanted to know about her other fantasies. And just like the previous one, now that it was here, she wasn’t sure what she’d gotten herself into.

“He won’t tell anyone, and he knows better than to take pictures. This is just for our pleasure. His. Mine. Yours.”

She felt grateful for the reassurance, but at the same time, she was nervous knowing that someone would be watching their interaction. Though her pussy was flooding, she still felt an impulse to show more reluctance, to put up a bit of a fight. Otherwise, what would their witness think of her?

Fighting wasn’t going to do her any good. She needed the rest of the tapes, so there was no choice. The blackmail made everything easier, opening up entirely new possibilities she would have never considered under other circumstances. Now, she had no choice but to give in, and by doing so, she would experience everything she’d always wondered about.

Submissively, she lowered her head as he slipped the straps of her sundress off her shoulders. He turned her, so her front was facing the building across the way. Standing behind her, he cupped the undersides of her breasts, stroking her nipples. She sighed as the familiar pleasure rose.

Opening her eyes, she looked across the way and saw a guy standing at the window Todd had pointed out. His face was too far away and obscured by binoculars for her to make out features, but she could see he was stroking his dick as he watched the show. Allison tensed, but there was nothing she could do, and slowly her body relaxed.

Todd handled her breasts more roughly, pinching and squeezing, pulling her nipples as far as they would go before releasing them. The top of her dress was bunched around her waist, the skirt gently swaying as she moved her hips back and forth, grinding her ass onto his hard dick—although he was fairly sure she wasn’t aware of the fact. One of the great things about playing with her breasts first was she tended to lose control of her body if he did things correctly. Slowly, he used one hand to lift the skirt of the dress above her hips, exposing her bare pussy to his friend.

Allison ignored the distant watcher as Todd’s fingers slipped through her wetness, enticing more heat between her thighs, spreading her legs to allow him better access. She wondered at her wantonness—the exhibitionist streak she had in her which had never been allowed out to play. The slickness of her pussy stated her definite arousal. Todd turned them both, so they were sideways to the big window as he lowered his head to her nipples, sucking them in his mouth and teasing them with his tongue. He noticed the pale skin of her breasts still held the faint traces of the hickeys he’d given her last Friday. He added only one to each breast on the inner curves of her cleavage.

Lowering himself to his knees, he pushed his face between her thighs, his mouth aimed for her wet silkiness. Allison moaned as she tried to keep herself upright, spreading her legs a little more to allow Todd more access and give herself better balance. Clutching at his head with her hands, she let her own head fall back as she whimpered. He gave her pussy a tongue-lashing, using his hands on her ass to push her into his mouth. Once Allison was balanced, she let one hand drift up to her own nipples, pinching and twisting them… until she remembered their watcher and quickly pulled her hand away as if her fingers had been burned. That was too embarrassing.

Panting, she tried to keep control as Todd pushed his tongue into her hole and wiggled it. She had to bite her lip to keep from screaming with pleasure when he sucked her clit into his mouth, rolling the little bud with his tongue. When he bit down gently as he sucked, she came, moaning and shaking. Her pussy juices slicked her upper thighs, and the smell of her cream filled the room. Her boobs jiggled as she came, bouncing while she struggled to stay standing. It wasn’t until her grip on his hair loosened, Todd finally released her clit.

Legs shaking, Allison allowed him to bend her over his desk with her ass facing the window. Her inner thighs were glistening with her juices. Todd ran his finger up her thigh, then stuck it in his mouth, sucking it clean. He waved to his friend across the way, then used his fingers to spread her pussy lips, displaying their deep pink and engorged state. Carefully inserting one finger into her hole, he swirled it around. She moaned and moved her hips slightly. Pulling the finger out, he positioned it at her asshole, pressing lightly on the little hole. Shocked, Allison stood, her hands coming around to cover her bottom.

“Don’t do that!”

“You liked it well enough when I stuck my dick up there.”

“It’s dirty.” Her voice shook as she tried to forget the pleasure of when she came while he was in her ass. “It’s dirty, and it’s wrong. Things aren’t supposed to go in there.”

Todd didn’t say anything, just used his hands to spin her around and push her down onto the desk, one hand splayed heavily across her lower back.

SLAP!

Allison squealed as his hand smacked her ass, leaving a bright pink handprint on her creamy cheek. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Crying out and squirming, her ass cheeks jiggled as his hand impacted them, and her body bounced, trying to escape the punishment.

“Stop! Stop it hurts!”

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