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Thread: Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

Kassy was simply staring at the computer screen's desktop blankly. She knew absolutely nothing about this business, and it was becoming painfully obvious to her now that she should have done far less fucking and far more paying attention in her computer science course back in college. What the hell was she going to do? It was then that the squeaky wheeled cart came sidling up to her desk and filling her peripheral vision. She heard a pleasant voice, Uh hi, I'm Micheal. and turned her head to address the man. Being seated, her eye level was right at his waist and the first thing she saw was the buldge in his drab khaki trousers, she forced herself to look away and instead focused on the next closest thing, the green and black cell phone case emblazoned with the familiar capped circle. In brightest day...In darkest....night, no evil shall escape my sight....let those who worship evil's might...Beware my power...Green Lantern's cock ...shit....I mean light.....Hahaha.... Kassy's cheeks burned red with embarrassment as her eyes looked upward and met Micheal's for the first time. HI, I'm Kassy, please tell me your some shining knight in emerald armour, Mike, cause I'm a damsel in distress here. I don't know the first thing about what I'm supposed to be doing here. Can you give me some help? Kassy knew what she was doing, and if her therapist found out, he'd be disappointed. She wasn't supposed to be using people, but she was desperate and if this guy could be manipulated into showing her how this all worked, she wasn't going to pass up the opportunity. She actually knew fuck-all about comic books, but that green lantern thing had stuck in her head like a song lyric. It could have possibly been one of the faceless geeks she'd blown her freshmen year in college in order to get them to do her homework, she vaguely remembered some skinny pimpled geek with a few boxes of comics, but little more than that. She ignored her therapy and poured on the charm, staring up at him with big puppy dog eyes and a seductive smile on her plump lips, her elbows squeezing her breasts together so the overweight mailboy could get a good look.
Thread: Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

Kassy was relieved when Mike agreed to help her, she pushed back with her feet enough to allow him into her station, but still noticed when his bulbus form reached in, grazing her breast as he did so. She loved it, yes her therapist would be disappointed, but up until this point in her life that's just how she functioned. Yes, she knew that this fatass couldn't possibly land a girl as hot as her, but she loved when men catered to her every need. Sure, she also knew that the only reason he was probably helping her was because he entertained some obscure fantasy about her actually dating someone like him, but they both knew the truth. If he was ballsy enough to actually cop a feel, than the dork deserved it. Kassy didn't roll her chair back too far, and after the second 'unintentional' graze she giggled aloud, hopefully letting him know she didn't mind at all. He did his best to show her how incredibly simple her job was, but Kassy was barely listening. Instead her mind was plotting on how to get dear Micheal to do her job for her. It was only when he'd actually grown the balls to ask her on a work date that she knew he was in her pocket. DRINKS.....Yeah....I like to drink.... Kassy said, almost interupting him. No dinner, not coffee....Drinks and plenty of them. Sure, well I'm not familiar with the area, but if you could recomend a spot, I'd gladly meet you for a few cock tails. She said as she reached out and stroked his chubby arm. Again her subconscious had to ask if she'd emphasized the first half of the word more than she should of.
Thread: Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

Uh...there's a place called 'Under Lock and Key' that has good craft beer. He fumbled, her touch on his arm and her seeming untoward emphasis on the word 'cock' setting Michael even more out of sorts then he was. But it's got uh, other drinks if you like that. A friend of mine liked their long iced tea... Sure, it was a female friend, but what would go unsaid was said female friend weighed even more then he had at his peak a few months ago. It's on the corner of Martain street and 14th avenue I'll, uh, email you the location. He knew her name, and her company email address. Or I can text it, if you, uh... He fumbled for a little sticky note, scrawling down his number. Here. You can text me - this is my personal cell - or, uh, I'll email you at four. She was probably messing with him, but Michael would indulge her, because none of the other remotely attractive females had even given him the time of day. ... cock tails... Michael lingered for a moment. I, uh, may have to work a bit later - seven work okay for you? If so...it's a date.
Thread: Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

Okay Mike, I'd love to catch a drink after work, I don't drink beer, craft or otherwise but a nice vodka and cranberry juice would be nice. Kassy said giddily, but in the back of her head her therapist's instructions about not imbibing alcohol was ringing in her ears. It was was another exercise in self control, one she was supposed to be strictly adhering to, but she was failing miserably. It wasn't really surprising, the stress of it all was just more than she could bare. Maybe if things were different she would've been able to follow her doctors instructions, but here she was working at her father's company, the very same man who'd molested her for years and most likely the very reason she'd ended up as a nymphomaniac in the first place. Kassy's eyes pulled away from Mike and darted over toward the door that marked her father's office. He hadn't even bothered coming out to welcome her on her first day, probably still too embarrassed over what had gotten her kicked out of college in the first place. Her mind ran through the slideshow of the events that had gotten her booted out of university. The entire football team, running a train on her, while a fellow cheerleader recorded it on her phone. She'd always thought Amber was a close friend and she would have never guessed in a million years that that bitch would have posted it online. Fucking Cunt! Kassy snapped herself out of it, and looked back up at Mike, Okay I'll text you, we can meet up when you've finished up and we'll go get wasted....Let's call it a date!
Thread: Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

Sounds good. Mike smiled back, realizing with all the time he'd spent at her desk he was way behind on his rounds - but it was worth it. Sure, she had his number and would probably 'forget' to text him, apologizing for it the next day and still getting his help, but there was still a thrill to imagining having drinks with a giddy, unhinged version of the amply chested blonde looking at him. See you later! There was a bit of pep in his step as he wheeled the squeaky cart away, even as Michael came to the quick realizing that Kassandra's unintentional little show - and it had been unintentional, right? She probably just needed work clothes that fit her a little better - had left him a little hard. And when he was hard, it was noticeable, as for all of Mike's physical flaws, one of them was not being small down there. So he had a little more time walking around with the mail cart to work it down, which cost him even more time, leaving him a little rushed when he got back to his desk. Naturally, he was still checking every little buzz on his phone to see if Kass had texted him or not, which was probably delaying him even more.
Thread: Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

Around noon Kassy stood up from her desk and started for the door, but the receptionist stopped her. Is Micheal giving you a hard time, He bugs all the girls in the office. I can have HR have a chat with him if you'd like. Wha?....No...no not at all, he's really nice actually. Kassy replied, kind of put off by how mean the receptionist was talking about Mike. In fact I'm gonna get drinks with him later this evening. Kassy added, which caught the bitchy lady off guard. Kassy smiled and walked out the doors. She entered the elevator and it was then that the voice in her head started chiding her again. fuck that cunt...Talking shit about Mike, what a bitch. Mike seemed nice. He helped us...We should give him a little gift. Pull out your tits and send him a pic. You have his cell number. Kassy smiled, pulled out her cell phone and pulled her big tits out of her bra. She held the camera out at arm length and gave a big cheesy smile, before pressing the picture button. She pulled the screen back to her face and checked the picture . It was sexy so she wrote. ' Hey stud, thanks for the help today, here's a lil tip to brighten your day. PS watch out for that bitch receptionist, she's out to get you. ' And then hit send.
Thread: Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

The receptionist, naturally, had everyone knowing about Kass's 'date' with the ITmail roomjack of all trades Mike, the whispers and murmurs following him for the rest of the day. Not that he gave a fuck about that after the text from his would be blonde suitor. Michael barely noticed her note about the receptionist being 'out' for him. His gaze locked on the picture she'd sent. He was almost even more convinced it was a prank now there's no way she'd send him a topless picture of herself. Those piercings, the way her stomach looked...the tatoo on her- He quickly closed his phone so nobody else would see him gawking at topless photos at his desk. Fumbling, he quickly stepped out himself to the hallway, looking around so he could open the picture again, and look at it. It certainly looked like her. Long blonde hair...the size of her- He almost went to the bathroom to relieve himself, but Michael wasn't going to risk it. Looking around again, he quickly responded. Thanks for the tips. Both the picture and warning, although he had a feeling that Martina, the receptionst, had always wanted him out. See you at 7? He quickly made a decision that if she was playing with him, he'd play with her a bit. Looking forward to seeing more of you
Thread: Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

Kassy was eating a veggie wrap when her phone went off, she pulled it out of her purse and giggled at the message Mike had sent her. ' you deserve it stud! Yep 7pm sounds great! can't wait to get fucked up and do some fucked up shit! '. Kassy typed the message and sent it to Mike. She finished her wrap and noticed the pimpley faced kid behind the counter staring at her. Do I have spinach in my teeth or something? She asked. The kid blushed which made him look even goofier. ' Fuck'im Take him in the back of the store and let him pump a load in you. ' The bad voice said in the back of her brain. How old are you? Kassy asked the kid. Aaaaah....I'm 17, but I'll be 18 this September, why? The dork asked. You think I'm hot? Kassy asked, leaning forward and pressing her big breasts against the glass sneeze guard. uuuuhhhh......yeah....yeah really hot. The kid stuttered back a reply. You wanna take me in the back and stick your dick in my ass? Kassy asked, a big smile on her beautiful face. uuuuuuhhhh......really? The kid asked, his eyes big as saucers and beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Sure....let's go! Kassy replied and strutted around the counter, while the stiff legged kid followed behind her, still unsure if this was really happening. Once in the back of the store Kassy reached down and cleared the desk of paperwork, splashing it onto the floor sanctimoniously. She bent over, one hand leaning on the desk and the other reached back and wrenched her pencil skirt up and exposing her pantyhose covered ass. Her nails bit into the thin mesh fabric and ripped it open. The kid, who's nametag said Stu, actually coughed out of excitement. Ooh My God, I can't believe this is really happening. He said, his voice shaking. Oh it's your lucky day Stu Kassy purred, and put two fingers in her mouth and spit on them. She reached back slid her fingers into her asshole with a soft moan. It was then she heard him gasp and she turned around to see him holding his now wetted crotch. Did you just cum in your pants? Kassy asked. Ooohhh Man......oh geez.....I'm really sorry....I mean....If you give me a few minutes I'll be ready again....I swear. Stu begged, shame smeared across his face and jizz smeared across his underwear. Fucking shit....Nevermind...Your loss Stu Kassy said, standing back up and righting her skirt. No....no no nono.....Please don't leave. Stu begged, but Kassy wasn't listening, she reached in and placed a peck on his cheek, leaving lipstick reminder of what he missed today and then she walked out. Come on 7 o'clock....momma needs a drink! Kassy said as she walked back toward work.
Thread: Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

The rest of Mike's day - which unfortunately went far too close to 7 for him to be happy about it - was filled with him wondering what exactly she meant by 'fucked up shit'. He was getting more and more convinced this wasn't a prank, but still he couldn't believe a big titted hottie like Kassandra was wasting her time with him. If he'd heard what she was doing at lunch, he...well, probably still wouldn't have believed it. Still, the fact he hadn't gotten to eat supper meant his stomach was growling, and he wondered whether he'd have to get food at the bar or not. Hopefully Kass wouldn't mind. On my way there. He texted at about 640 getting at the bar at roughly 655, he idled out front, not wanting to go in until he knew Kass was coming. He still had on his work outfit, which was wrinked and worn typical office worker faire, but what Michael didn't say was that he felt out of place in large, loud environments. If she was here, though... Just out front. He texted again.
Thread: Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

Mike certainly always enjoyed the 'view' he got when he was here, and it was one of those views that had distracted him before he saw the message on his phone. He smiled as he say silly goose, and the smile stayed although it got more and more uncomfortable as he saw more and more of the hustle and bustle and general loudness while he went inside. It was busy, and even as seeing Kass warmed him inside, the people she was sitting with...didn't. They were strangers. And not only strangers, but the types of people he didn't hang out with. Brash. Confident. Good looking. In shape. In great shape, and not just the guys. Tonya was the type of girl he'd always fantasized about, and Tina looked like an asian wet dream. The kiss on his cheek surprised him, and Michael quickly tried to take stock. Every instinct in his body was saying flee, but he also knew he'd never get another chance at a girl like this if he did. He nodded at everyone, almost waving but stopping himself as he simply said 'Hey'. Trying to act cool. As if he wasn't dressed less stylishly then all of them. As if he was...well, confident. Not cool. But you could fake it if you knew how. Feeling Kass plop down on his lap distracted him, too it was only his bulk that kept him from flinching. As Kass mentioned the party, he nodded, fighting down the dread inside of him at more social stuff . On a work night, no less! Uh, yeah. That's very nice of them. He said. Feeling her ass against his cock didn't help although it certainly gave him another feeling as well and as he settled his hands on her torso - with little else to do with them - ordering himself a rum and coke as he turned towards Jimmy. Jimmy Stevens, right? he asked. I'm a big fan. Of the music, obviously, as if his pale skin was a dead giveaway he was not a tattoo guy. Love your music. He nodded, almost shouting with how loud it felt.
Thread: Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

Kassy was starting to have some real fun, sitting on Mike's lap had obviously dissuaded Jimmy and she could tell by the look of disappointment on his face. You could almost read his expression like a book, 'how the fuck did this fat ass get a hot piece like her?', it said in no uncertain terms. Teasing handsome men was one of her absolute favorite things to do and it was making her pussy practically spray like a faucet, she only wondered how long before Mike noticed the dampening. Time to turn the volume up on this situation! the naughty voice laughed maniacally in the back of her head. Ohhh You've seen us perform? Jimmy asked Mike, trying to make polite conversation, but the way his brow was furrowed didn't give that impression. Sitting on Mike's lap put Kassy in a great position, she leaned forward, placing her elbows on the table and squeezing her big tits together for her captive audience. It wasn't just the three men stealing glimpses either, she noticed both Tina and Tonya sneaking peeks as well. Meanwhile Kassy began slowly grinding her ass into Mike's crotch, she could feel the big bulge trapped within his ugly brown trousers stirring and it was making her even hotter. So Tonya, you said you and Tad were in an 'open relationship', what does that entail? Kassy asked, smiling big at the pretty girl. Well I'm bi and Tad knew that when we got together, and some times I just want the company of a woman instead of a guy. He's okay with that cause it means he's allowed to fuck random bitches. Tonya answered candidly, and Tad's smile grew into something that resemble a wolf's grin. That sounds fun, you're really hot too so I'm sure your girlfriends are gorgeous. Kassy responded, flirting as hard as she could. Meanwhile Kassy removed one of her arms from the table and dropped it below. She reached up her skirt and started massaging the outer folds of her vagina, her fingers dropped down onto Mike's bulge between her legs and gave it a squeeze. It was just then that the hot waitress returned, walking up from behind Mike she saw where Kassy's hand was. Wow, looks like everybody's having a good time over here, can I get you another round of drinks, possibly a private booth in the back? She asked. The waitress had seen Mike in here before, he was a regular and one she'd always assumed was just another fat chud come to ogle the waitresses, but now seeing him with this gorgeous girl planted on his lap she had to reconsider her assumptions. The waitress reached out and placed a hand on Mike's shoulder giving it a squeeze. You're looking a bit tense big guy, can I get you another Rum and Coke?
Thread: Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

Yeah. Was a year or so ago. Michael was giving a quick response to Jimmy's question. You guys were rockin'. Even though he was not socially adept, he generally could read people...well, read guys, anyways...and he was getting the not-so-distinct impression that Jimmy wasn't a fan of him. Or at least of the fact he had Kassy squirming on his lap. Squirming, and feeling warm, which was almost like she was- No. She couldn't be getting turned on this much, could she? Mike's hands slowly drifted downwards from her torso, getting turned on both by Kass's body against his and of the rather lewd talk going on around the table. He wished he could participate in it. Hell, he wished he just had one story that was anywhere near what these people clearly had experienced. As the waitress came back, it occured to him he was probably in the process of getting one of those very stories of his own. Especially once her hand found his cock and started to squeeze. Ugh.... The waitress, gratefully, seemed to take his statement as indecision a bout the rum and coke. Sure. He said, knowing how overpriced the booze was here and also knowing how long it would take for it to soak through their thick hide. A private booth would be quieter, and his hands teased both the top of Kass's stockings and the hem of her skirt before responding. I think a booth is a good idea...assuming you guys are okay with it. He quickly amended, looking at everyone. In the back of his mind, he was wondering if Kass would push things even further, and if he'd have the guts to respond how he wanted to. She was teasing everyone at the table, leaning over and showing off her tits, and Michael wanted to put her on edge for once. If he had the balls to.
Thread: Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

Kassy giggled when Mike finally started to respond to her gyrating, of course it took her actually giving his cock a squeeze before his nervous hands released the grip on her waist and moved below the table. She felt his chubby inept fingers run up her stocking covered thighs and he even managed to fiddle with the hem of her skirt. Kassy spread her legs a bit more, trying to give him permission to go exploring further, but poor Mike was slow on the uptake. When the waitress arrived and took drink orders, Kassy ordered another fruity vodka drink, this would be her fourth and she was starting to get drunk. Drunk was bad, it totally removed any inhibitions, though she didn't have a lot of those to begin with. YES PLEASE, PRIVATE BOOTH! Kassy practically yelled, trying to second Mike's suggestion. What do you think babe? You wanna get out of here and go to the party or hang out here with Kassy and....Mike? Tad asked Tonya. Well the party will be going all night, we can always show up late, lets hang out. Tonya replied, shooting a wink at Kassy. Not me, I'm going to the fucking party! Jake said, picking his big arm up and flexing it at Tina. Sure okay, she responded, but with very little enthusiasm. What about you Jim? Jake asked. Well it looks like all the eligible girls are already taken here...So I'm gonna head out with you two if you don't mind. Jimmy responded. Jim, Jake and Tina left shortly after, not without Jim scratching his phone number on a napkin first and sliding it to Kassy first. She smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek and tucked the number away in her purse. The Waitress showed back up with the tray of drinks and escorted Tad, Tonya, Kassy and Mike into the back of the club. This is exciting, have you ever been back here before, Mike? Kassy asked, reaching out and grabbing Mike's hand. The booth was dark and hidden behind several tall ferns, Kassy shot out in front and grabbed Tonya's hand. Girls in the middle! She said giddily and her and Tonya slid into the middle of the booth seat, letting the guys take the exterior. Kassy wasted no time, putting her arm around Tonya's shoulders and pulling her in for a tongue kiss. Tad laughed and looked over to Mike. Geez... that didn't take long.
Thread: Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

Never in my life. Which wasn't entirely true. He'd managed to wander into a private booth once when he was looking for a friend who said she'd been in a booth near the back, but he'd quickly darted away after seeing some of the people there looking at him. He was also very quiet for the rest of that night, still recovering from the fright of having been looked at disdainfully by strangers. Said fear was not existent here for Michael as he was half yanked as much as Kass could yank him around anyways it was more a matter of him being up for almost anything the busty blonde suggested. As he settled in on Kass's right - the layout was him, Kassandra, Tonya, and then Tad - he was barely settled before Kass started to make out with Tonya, and he felt his cock twitch again as he watched the two women feel each other up. He also couldn't help but notice how Tad was talking to him. Like an equal, almost, and Michael smiled back, suddenly feeling much more comfortable. Almost like he belonged, if not in reality then in fantasy. And this was almost a fantasy right now. No it didn't. He laughed. His movements were still stilted and awkward as his left hand went back to Kass's land, pushing up her skirt to feel her pussy as the two girls continued - Tonya's hands were going fairly near where Michael was hoping to explore soon- and he was shocked. She was drenched through her underwear. C'mon, Kass, are you and Tonya gonna do that all night? He teased.