Our CFO was a real prick at that job. Always pressing us for new revenue, and to upsell existing customers relentlessly, but then arguing about every fucking contract we'd put in front of him. There was no winning with him.

One of his dick moves was to hire recent grads straight out of the Ivies. Always young women. And always rocking hot. And even in 2018, we knew he did that not only because they were hot, but because he could pay them a little less than the boys in their class. Prick. Nothing good to say about him.

And these young women knew how to work for him. It was very hard to argue when Anna would walk into your cube, stand right next to you, put her hands on your desk and lean forward to look at your monitor with you, ass popped up into the air right next to your ear in her pencil skirt, maybe brushing against your shoulder explaining the redlines I'd need to bring back to a customer.

It was very hard to argue anything when the air was sucked out of your chest, and all your blood had rushed to your laptop.

I guess women have to deal with creepy guys all the time standing next to them at their desk trying to get them to look at their zippers. I mean, I know that's true... and if that's you, you're gross. Be better.

But when Anna would do that she got exactly what she wanted from me, and her glances at my lap were like fuel on the flame.

She'd leave and I'd be sitting there blushing, trying to hide my hard-on running down my slacks, staring at my phone trying to figure out how I was going to sell this bullshit to my client.

And DL saw all this and thought it was hysterical and would tease me about being "so easy," and, "such a boy." And she was relentless that Anna wasn't my typical tight little Asian type, but had this big curvy ass and huge boobs just like DL. She'd tease me saying things like "If she gets you so bothered, what must you think about little old me?" and squeeze her elbows together pushing her cleavage nearly up to her chin. FML.

Anyway, DL and I were in a conference room a little late one evening talking over a presentation when Anna saw us and popped in for a "quick question." It was a little surprising because it really was kind of late and I while I thought that maybe there were a couple IT guys in the server room playing Magic, the main floor was empty.

But there was Anna at the door. "Oh hey, DL! Mind if I borrow Mark for a sec?"

And before I knew it I had another contract up on my screen and Anna was buns up right next to me leaning on my shoulder, boobs practically blocking my view. This was right in front of DL who I looked at, I'm sure pathetically, and she just crossed her arms and smiled.

I looked back to my screen, feeling Anna's body heat, smelling her perfume and a faint tang of sweat. And sure enough my cock started to trace its path down my trousers again.

And then DL was on my other side, leaning into me exactly the same way.

I literally could not see my screen at all, both women's waists essentially in my ears as I was sandwiched between them.

"I've always wondered what it was you guys were talking about," I heard DL say. "I mean, Anna, Mark is always such a whiney little bitch after you walk out of his cubicle, pouting about how he has to actually do his job as he blushes and refuses to stand up for like 10 minutes after."

I could feel Anna's laugh vibrate into my shoulder.

"Oh, does he?" Anna said, and I felt her shift closer, her hip brushing my ear now. "He always seems so agreeable!"

"Ha! Agreeable... sure!" I could only hear DL as all I could see was boobs an skirt around me.

My cock was fully hard now, pressed down my leg in an awkward fold of my slacks, and I was trying to focus on the contract language but my head was spinning and all I could smell was perfume and breath and the faint smell of the day on both of them.

"So what's the issue here, Anna?" DL asked, and her hand came down on my shoulder, fingers squeezing just a little. "What's got Mark all tongue-tied this time?"

Anna reached across, armpit right in my face, "Oh, it's this indemnification clause. Mark's saying the client doesn't like it but it's in all our contracts. He just has to tell them."

"So what's the big deal?" DL asked, and I could hear the grin in her voice.

"Well," Anna said, turning to sit against the conference table, "it's the end of the month and Geoff wants this signed tomorrow."

"Oh, I see... " DL said, and she leaned in closer, her breast pressing into my right arm. I could feel her breath on my ear. "So he better write that email now, shouldn't he?"

"Mm-hmm," Anna said. "I think that would be best."

My hands were on the keyboard but I wasn't typing. I was just sitting there, frozen, trying to be cool.

"Well?" DL said. "Start writing, Mark. Anna doesn't have all night."

I swallowed a sigh, or whimper, or whatever, and opened my email and started typing. My hands were shaking.

"Oh, good boy!" Anna cooed at me, brushing her fingers up my forearm as I typed.

I managed, and I kept typing, embarassed even more by how much I liked hearing her say that.

DL shifted beside me, and I felt her breast press harder into my arm as she leaned forward to look past the screen. "Oh, that's a nice blouse, Anna. Is that new?"

"This?" Anna glanced down, and I caught a flash of white lace where her blouse gaped open. "Yeah, I got it last week. I love the cut, but I had to size up because of..." She gestured at her chest.

"Oh, I know that problem," DL said, and she straightened up just enough that I could see her adjust her own blouse, tugging at the fabric stretched tight across her tits. "What are you, a 34DD?"

"36D," Anna said. "But honestly it's so hard to find bras that fit right. Everything either gaps at the top or digs into my ribs."

"Oh, you should go to my shop! Under Grace," DL said. "Rose is magic, and finally convinced me to go up a cup size to an F and it made all the difference. See?"

I was still typing, but I was light headed from all my blood trying to burst out of my erection.

"Really?" Anna said, and she shifted, leaning forward more, and I felt her hand rest on my thigh, like she didn't even notice. "Where is that? Because I've been trying to find something that still let's me tease Mark even when I'm wearing a blazer."

"Oh of course!" DL nodded, and her hand brushed my ear. "Why would you want to hide those beautiful boobs? They have this one bra, the Natori Feathers, that's like... it's basically lingerie but you can wear it under anything."

"God, I need that," Anna said. "I've been wearing these boring things that make me feel like I'm sixty."

"No," DL said, and I felt her hand squeeze my thigh, just a little. "You're too young for that. You need something pretty. Something as hot as you!"

"Like what you're wearing?" Anna asked, sitting up leaning toward DL and right in front of me again.

"You want to see?" DL said, and before I could even process what was happening she was unbuttoning the top buttons of her blouse and pulling the fabric aside.

I could see black lace now, and the swell of her boob above it.

"Oh, that's gorgeous," Anna said, and her thigh rubbed against mine "Is that La Perla?"

"Agent Provocateur," DL said. "I got it on sale, but still ridiculous money."

"God, I bet," Anna said, and she leaned forward more, her boobs almost in my face, "I love the lace!"

My cock was throbbing. I'd stopped typing completely, just staring at the screen I couldn't see, hands frozen on the keyboard.

"Keep typing, Mark," DL said, her nipple practically in my ear. "You're almost done."

I started typing again, or tried to, but my hands were shaking so hard I had to delete half of what I wrote.

"What about you?" DL asked, and I felt her shift beside me. "Are you wearing something cute under there?"

"I mean, it's okay," Anna said, and then she was unbuttoning her blouse too, just enough that I could see the white lace of her bra, the curve of her tits pushed up high. "It's just Victoria's Secret. Nothing fancy."

"No, that's pretty," DL said, and blouse brushed the side of my head. "You fill it out really well."

"Awww... Thanks," Anna said, and I glanced up to see her actually blushing a little. Was she?

"Mark's wife wears all the expensive stuff. He buys it for her." DL said, shifting so her hip pressed into my shoulder.

"Oh really?" Anna said, and I could hear the smile in her voice. "What size is she?"

"She's tiny," DL said. "Like, a 32B? Maybe a C? Mark, what is Kimi, a B or a C?"

I couldn't speak. My throat was dry. "B," I managed.

"See?" DL said, and she was talking to Anna now, leaning over me toward her. "Tiny little thing. She's one of those tight little Asian foxes with basically no boobies but she's so fucking hot. Right, Mark?"

"Yes," I breathed.

"God, you're so loyal," DL said, and I could feel both of them shifting, talking to each other more than to me now. "He gets so hard just thinking about her. It's actually kind of sweet."

"That is sweet," Anna said, and she leaned in closer to DL, both of them still pressed against me but facing each other now. "Do you think he likes big boobs too? Or is he just being polite when we do this to him?"

"Oh, he definitely likes big tits," DL said, and I felt her fingers brush through my hair, casual, like I was a pet. "He gets so flustered every time you walk into his cube. I watch him from across the office and he can barely function."

Anna laughed, and it vibed right into my arm. "I know. He's so easy."

"Right?" DL said, and she leaned forward more, and I realized she was leaning toward Anna now, not the screen. "It's almost unfair."

"Almost," Anna said, and I felt her shift, and suddenly they were both leaning over me, faces close, and I could see them looking at each other, smiling.

And then DL kissed her.

Just a quick press of lips, soft and teasing, and Anna made a little sound and kissed her back, and I was sitting there frozen, cock throbbing, watching them kiss right above me, their boobs right in my face.

They pulled apart, both smiling, and DL straightened up. "Okay. Finish that email, Mark. Anna and I are going to get a drink."

"Almost done," I managed, voice shaking, and I forced myself to look back at the screen and type the last few lines.

My hands were shaking so hard I could barely hit the keys. My cock was aching, pressed tight down my thigh, and I could feel the wet spot spreading in my boxers.

"There," I said finally. "Done."

"Good boy," DL said, and then both of them straightened up, their warmth disappearing from my arms, and they were buttoning their blouses back up, smoothing their skirts, grabbing their bags.

Anna walked toward the door, but DL leaned down and whispered in my ear.

"Now listen to me, Mark. You're going to go straight home. No jerking off in the bathroom, this time. You're going to pick up some dinner, you're going to do the dishes, and then you're going to fuck Kimi the way she deserves."

I really thought I was going to pass out.

"And then" she said in my ear, "I want you to blow a big load all over Kimi's little tiddies. You hear me? All over them. 'kay? Now, night night! See you in the morning!"

I heard her and Anna giggling in the hallway, their voices fading as they headed toward the door as I felt the cool drip of precum in my boxers.