Coming Before Christmas

Nick Barry stared at the computer monitor in despair.Why had he agreed to finish this report before Christmas? Now here he was, stuck late in the office on Christmas Eve, trying desperately to focus on the numbers filling his spreadsheet in an empty office.

Fuck it. He got up to go to the breakroom.

A few minutes later he was watching the kettle boil for tea when the door opened. A woman came in, completely failed to notice him, and opened up the refrigerator. She started rooting through, completely oblivious to Nick standing behind her, bending over to sort through the shelves at the bottom. Nick was embarrassed to find himself staring at her round butt, perfectly framed by a tight thigh-length plaid skirt. She had legs, this woman, and just the right curves to make a professional skirt suit look unmistakably sexy. Richard could almost see the outline of her panties... or maybe it was just a bit of a bump in the fabric...

After a moment, Nick gave an embarrassed cough.

"Oh!" The woman jumped. She turned and took an earbud out of her ears. She was a tall blond, with large plastic-framed glasses. She was wearing a work-appropriate blouse and blazer, just low cut enough for Nick to ---

"I thought I was the only one in the building! I guess I've got my music too loud."

Richard smiled. " I thought I was alone here too. It's hard to keep focused working late, especially on the holidays. What are you listening to?"

She smiled, and looked at him a bit sideways. "Buckingham Nicks--it's sort of pre-Fleetwood Mac? I've been on a Stevie Nicks kick..."

Richard laughed. "I've never heard of it--I didn't know there was a pre-Fleetwood Mac."

"It's in your record collection right at the end of the B's" she said. There was a pause while Richard looked at her a bit confused. She laughed "That was a bit of a weird joke, sorry. Or maybe check it out! Anyhow, I guess you're working late too. I'm Noelle, I'm stuck writing up a report on our digital investments."

Nick knew Noelle. She was a new executive in charge of digital investments. He'd seen her around the office, moving through the research division to the executive offices down the hall. She always dressed professionally, tall and glamourous, but he often couldn't help sneaking glances as she walked by. She had longer legs than could fit into her smart dresses and a curve to her rear that distracted whenever she came through the office.

"I'm Nick. I work in the research division."

"Oh." She laughed again "Nick Buckinghams?"

"No, Nick Barry..." It took him a minute to realize she was joking again, but he was surprised to find that he was enjoying being on the wrong foot.

"Oh--I think I've been reading something you've written... on crypto or something?" The kettle finished with an audible click.

"Yes, I did a white paper on that a few months ago." He poured the water over his tea.

"Hmm, I remember it being pretty interesting. I hope we don't have you working too hard." She turned back to the fridge and started digging around again. From where Nick was, he could mostly see the elegant curve of her butt coming out from behind the refrigerator door, with thigh-high wool stockings climbing up long legs from a pair of professional-looking black heels.

"Nope," said Nick. He couldn't think of anything else to say. "Well, back to it then!"

Noelle's head popped back up over the door. "Got it!" she said, holding a yogurt package triumphantly. "Well, good luck!"

*******

Half an hour later Nick was in pure flow state, his half-finished tea forgotten, as he wrapped up some research on how data center investments might be affected by chip manufacturing shortages. When Noelle coughed loudly, right next to him, he nearly jumped out of his chair.

"Thought I'd get you back," Noelle said. Nick turned. She had an impish smile at the corner of her eyes. "Hope you don't mind."

"Not at all. What's up?"

"I'm just about done with my end-of-year investment report and I was going through our files on TinySoft's new AI model--Cockpit? And I realize that you'd written most of them. You don't seem to think that it's much of a good investment."

Nick laughed "If you ask me it's a bubble. The things they say this model can do-- in terms of replacing customer service workers, admin staff-- I don't see how it can make the savings they want."

Noelle's smile deepened. "Seems like you think their marketing is bullshit."

"Honestly, yeah, I think they're overselling. I don't see how they'll make the revenue they forecast."

"Some people in the company think we should invest. They think it'll bring significant efficiency gains. Could 'streamline our workflows'--I've even heard it could replace some of our research staff." She gave him a meaningful look. "Do you think there's anything a researcher could do that Cockpit couldn't?"

Nick laughed. "Easy. You can't trust the writeups these things produce. They're full of errors. You'd have to hire someone knowledgeable enough to check their work, and at that point why not just pay your researchers?"

Nick could feel himself starting to sweat. Noelle was right next to him, looking down beneath her glasses as he sat in the middle of the empty open-plan office, just one drone in a room full of unused monitors. He had been hoping to finish up his work on his own--at an easy pace--and distract himself from his empty apartment on what was, to him, a lonely Christmas eve. Now he was being grilled on his work by someone from the head office. And she was so close--with her waist just about eye level it was hard for him not to look at the curves of her hips, and the tops of her stocking just visible underneath her skirt... he focused back on his screen, the nearly finished report open, spreadsheets with investments and earnings in tabs behind it--

Noelle chuckled. "I think the idea is to downgrade the researchers to fact checkers. Cheaper to pay, fewer hours, just as much text produced. And why not? After all, our researchers cost so much, especially when they take overtime." She leaned in next to him to look at his monitor. "What are you working on here?"

At this angle, he noticed she was wearing a small jade pendant in between her perky breasts. Had her blouse been that open in the breakroom? Catching himself, he blinked and focused back on her eyes, which were smiling at him behind her glasses... was that a knowing look? He felt the blood rush to his face. He backed his chair up.

She moved in front of him and started clicking around on his monitor. She was bent over at the waist, and now her skirt was right in front of his face. "This looks interesting. What's this on?" Noelle looked over her shoulder. Was there something playful in her eyes? He stood up and tried to look past her at what she was reading on his screen. She shifted, and he felt her ass rub against his crotch. Without thinking, he put his hands on her hip.

"Oops--sorry" He said, awkwardly, trying to move away.

"No worries" she said "we might be able to find something that AI researchers can't do."

Noelle's ass pressed against Nick's crotch and he could feel his cock getting harder. He slowly moved his hand down over her skirt, feeling the curve of her buttocks. He slowly stroked her ass over her skirt, feeling the curve along the sides and then bringing his hand back to her thick, soft cheeks. With one finger Nick started to stroke down the cleft between her soft asscheeks, but his hand found something--hard? Midway down?

"Mmm." Moaned Noelle. "That's one of my little focus aids".

"What is it?" asked Nick. He felt around it through the soft fabric of her skirt. It was round and hard, and seemed stuck right in the middle of her anus.

"Why don't you look?" Noelle moved Nick's hands to the hem of her skirt, and guided him as he lifted it up over her beautiful round butt. It was a tight skirt that hugged her hips, and he had to push a bit to get it around the globes of her buttcheeks. Underneath, she was wearing a light, lacy pair of panties that were just translucent enough for Nick to see the bulge of a jeweled disk right where her asshole should be.

Noelle looked back over her shoulder. "Sometimes I need something to keep me energised when I'm working late. Something to keep my mind sharp." She pushed her white panties to the side. The butt plug had a pink jeweled top and was right in the middle of her perfect round ass. Noelle moved Nick's hand onto the plug. "Play with it a little. See how it feels."

Nick gave the plug a gentle tug. He could feel Noelle's ass holding it back. Gently, he pulled a little harder. He heard Noelle give a quiet gasp as he saw her sphincter spread around the thickest part of the buttplug. Just when he felt that it was almost out, he slid it back in, slowly fucking her ass with her butt plug.

"Oh Nick," she moaned, "this is just what I needed. Just the break I wanted right now."

Noelle leaned back and kissed him long and hard on the mouth. As she did it her ass pressed against Nick's hard cock, Nick was surprised by how far she could arch her back. She leaned back over the desk and started to grind against his cock, which was rock hard in his pants.

"Keep playing with my ass," she instructed. Still grinding against him, she reached into her purse with one hand and brought out a small jar. "Squeeze some of this on it and don't stop".

Nick couldn't believe his luck--he had always thought Noelle was attractive, but she was way out of his league professionally and he'd never imagined she was such a hot slut. Surely this was some sort of HR violation, but he didn't think he could be held accountable for anything he did after someone from the executive suite pulled up her skirt to show him a plug buried in her asshole. He kept grinding his crotch against her ass and playing with her plug as she moaned and pushed back against him.

Nick watched as the plug stretched out Noelle's anus as he pulled it slowly out, waiting until it was at its widest point and pushing it back in. Noelle moaned appreciatively each time he pushed it back, rubbing her ass against his crotch in rhythm with his strokes. Nick, unable to help himself, reached down with his other hand and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. His cock, fully erect, leapt out of the gap in his boxers as his trousers dropped to his hips.

Noelle lowered her head, her dishwater blond locks covering her face as she reached back between her legs with her left hand. She pulled her panties down to her thighs, and started to slowly stroke her pussy as she felt Nick's hard dick rubbing up and down her ass crack, his hands slowly pulling the plug in and out of her most secret hole. She could feel herself getting wet and pulled her fingers up to her mouth to taste them. She felt Nick's cock rubbing against her bare ass and groaned with desire.

Nick pushed his dick down between Noelle's legs, his shaft parting her pussy lips and the head of his dick rubbing against her clit. He could feel how wet she was on the back of his cock as he slowly stroked his rod against her vaginal mouth.

Noelle's hand went back between her legs. She began to caress the head of his dick and press it against her clitorus. She looked back over her shoulder with her mouth barely open. They were both breathing heavily, completely locked in to the moment. "You feel... fully activated," said Noelle.

Nick released her anal plug and leaned over her back, pressing her harder onto the desk. Noelle was still holding herself up with her right arm, and Nick felt up along her back, over her shirt, and gently cupped her breast with his left hand. With his right hand pulling her ass back into him with every stroke of his dick, he squeezed her perky breast and felt through her bra.

Slowly stroking his cock against her pussy, Nick unbuttoned Noelle's shirt and worked his hand under her bra. His fingers found her nipple, and he gave it a soft pinch. Noelle gasped, and he could feel her buttplug digging into his abs as she pressed back against him. Their bodies slowly and sensually pressed against one another, each breath and motion sending a small shudder of pleasure through Noelle's clit and up Nick's cock. Noelle's pussy was dripping wet, and Nick could feel the precum leaking from the head of his hard dick.

Noelle's face lowered onto the desk. Nick looked down. Her ass was fully exposed with her skirt around her waist, the jewel of the buttplug sitting proudly above her thigh-high stockings. Her panties were pulled halfway down her thighs, holding her legs together as his cock pressed against her pussy. Nick put the head of his cock against her opening. "Is this what you want, Noelle?"

Without looking back at him, Noelle pressed backwards, sliding his turgid cock into her soaking wet hole. Her left hand still playing with her clit, and Nick could feel her fingers caress his balls as his dick was completely enveloped by her pussy. It was so soft and warm, and he could feel her anal toy pressing against the back of his shaft. He started to slowly slide his cock in and out of her moist pussy, savoring every moment, every inch sending golden electric waves through each of their bodies.

Gradually Nick picked up the pace, his strokes becoming longer. Noelle pressed back against him greedily, her body aching for each thrust. With each stroke he squeezed her nipple with his left hand, and his right hand moved back to hold the buttplug, teasing her anus by stroking it against her sphincter with each beat. Soon he could hear her ass cheeks slapping against her thighs as he pressed in and out, her pussy sliding against the front of his dick and the hard knob of the butt plug pressing against the back. His breath quicked.

Noelle looked back over her shoulder. "You can't cum in my pussy, Nick. I want you in my asshole."

Noelle's eyes stayed locked with Nick's. Nick slowed his pace, and again they were grinding against one another, his cock buried fully in her pussy. He moved his left hand to hold her hip, and with his right he slowly, gently removed her anal toy. He held it up and looked at it.

"Just like a Christmas tree, at this angle," he said. Without thinking, he offered it to her. His cock was still in her pussy, but they were still now.

"Tis the season," replied Noelle, and she took it from him. She looked at it. "It does really light me up." Then, she gave him a mischievous look. She licked it. "Have I been a good girl?" She asked. She sucked on the plug like it was a dick.

Something about how dirty she was being, how completely wonton, made Nick's dick feel so full he thought he might cum right then. He looked down at her asshole, stretched and open, waiting for his cock. He reached down and grabbed the lube, squirting a generous amount on his dick and rubbing some around her rectum.

"You're being very good," he said. "Are you ready for your treat?"

Noelle nodded, still sucking on the plug that had just come out of her anus. Nick pressed his dick against her sphincter. Even after being activated by the plug, it was still a bit tight. He pressed harder, and slowly felt his dick sliding in.

Noelle's eyes widened and her lips clamped down over the plug. Her rear hole was so tight! It grabbed his entire cock. She could hardly believe how big his dick felt entering her. Nick felt as if every nerve in his dick was lighting up, sending impossible waves of pleasure through his entire body. Her sphincter was an incredibly tight ring, and past it his cock could feel her rectum opening up, still tight but with more room to maneuver.

Once he was fully inside of her, he started slowly stroking in and out, bringing the head of his dick with all the pleasure it could feel in and out of her tight anus. Just as he had done with the plug, he pulled his cock almost out of her swollen asshole, leaving just the head inside of her sphincter, and thrusting it fully back in. Noelle started to pant and pulled the plug out of her mouth. Her fingers went back to her wet cunt.

"Oh my God, Nick, that feels so good! Keep fucking my ass! Oh jesus I can't believe it. Yes! Ream my fucking ass Nick!"

Nick sped up, feeling her asshole accepting longer and faster strokes. Noelle could feel his orgasm building, his cock getting full of cum as her bare asscheeks slapped against his thighs, his dick buried deep in her butthole with every thrust, each stroke harder and faster than the one before.

"Oh fuck Noelle Oh Shit! I can't believe you're such an anal slut!" Nick couldn't hold back; the waves of his orgasm crashed through his body, focusing his mind on a point where his dick was buried, deep inside Noelle's asshole. His cum exploded inside Noelle's rectum, pumping over and over again out of his dick. Noelle sighed, and Nick slowly pulled his dick out of her butt. He looked down. Her asshole sat open, a trickle of white cum following his dick out.

Noelle looked over her shoulder. "That felt incredible." She said, "But I hope you're not done yet."

Nick looked at his spent cock. "What do you mean?"

"How good are you at eating pussy?"

Even after fucking his boss's ass and watching her suck on a buttplug, Nick was stunned by how forward Noelle was. He felt his just spent cock twitch. This was hot as hell. He gently pushed Noelle's back onto the desk and grabbed the buttplug, still wet from Noelle's spit. He used it to feel around her anus.

"In, or out?" he asked.

"In," said Noelle, her eyes devilish.

Nick knelt down behind Noelle and spread her magnificent asscheeks with his hands. Her ravished anus was puckered and red, still wet with lube and cum, and her pussy was dripping. Nick buried his face into her pussy. His nose was right between her asshole and her cunt, and his lips found their way to her vaginal flaps. He felt with his tongue until he found her clit. Slowly, he rotated his tongue around her clitoris, languishing in the long moment as he sensuously slid the plug into its home. Her asshole was right at eye level, and he could smell the tanginess of her juicy pussy tinged with the musty smell of her ass.

Nick slowly started plunging the plug in and out of her asshole, literally fucking his cum deeper into her, while his tongue went to work on her clit.

"Oh yes." She moaned throatily. "Just like that. Yes Nick. Don't stop. Keep licking my clit." Noelle started grinding her ass against his face. Nick loved eating pussy, but he'd never licked a cunt beneath such a freshly fucked asshole. He could feel his dick start to get hard as Noelle's moans got deeper. "Yes Nick--- don't stop --- YES--- almost there--"

Nick buried his face in Noelle's perfect pussy. With one hand he grabbed her ass cheeks, feeling them as they shivered around him, and with the other he teased her recently violated sphincter, bringing her Christmas-tree plug in and out of her butthole. Once or twice he pulled it out entirely, only to hear her moan to demand to be filled once again.

"Ohhh put it back-- yes Nick-- yes-- just like that YESSS!" Nick felt her pussy start to vibrate with her orgasm, waves of contractions grabbing the plug in her anus and pulling it in, her ass pressed hard against his face. He kept licking until she sighed. Then, he backed away, his trim beard wet with the juice from her pussy, the plug in his hand covered in sticky cum. She took it from him and licked it again.

"Mmm, tastes like a job well done. Some things need real flesh and blood don't they?" She turned around and laughed, facing him and sitting on her desk. "Or flesh and cum I suppose." She wiped her plug off with a pink handkerchief from her purse. Then, she pulled her skirt down over her bare pussy and pulled up her panties. She started to button her shirt.

"Well." She said, "I suppose there are some things research is good for. I hope we keep this between us--I might need a break the next time I'm working late."