Working Hard or Hardly Working (Kassy & Bevatoria)

[Kassyghost]

Kassandra Painestood on the street staring upward at the large skyscraper in front of her. She was dressed in her least provocative outfit, which wasn’t saying much, because her business professional outfit consisted of a smart grey blazer, black pencil skirt, white thigh high stockings and black raised pumps.. Unfortunately she’d hemmed the skirt far shorter than it should be months ago and the blouse she wore under her blazer was so low cut that most of her considerable cleavage was on display.. The majority of the rest of her wardrobe back at home consisted of club clothes that were only a shade off of what your typical high end hookers wore. She felt slightly ashamed, which was a new feeling for her, but it was the best she had to offer, maybe a shopping trip after her first paycheck might resolve this dilemma, but until then she was just going to have to make due.


Today was her first day of her first job, at her father’s company nonetheless. Paine Electronics was a big player in the software development field and although she had little experience in it, she was bound and determined to make a go at this. She had a lot to make up for after all her father had done for her, and she was bound and determined to finally get her life in order. Today was going to be a fresh start, a time to put all the craziness that had got her kicked out of college in the first place,finally behind her.


The therapy her father had paid for had done a lot to get her head straightened out. The exercises and mantras her Doctor had taught her were helping a great deal with contending with the irresponsible, and wreckless inner voice that had haunted her since she’d gone through puberty. She’d learned that sex addiction wasn’t a shameful perversion, but a treatable disease and through attending meetings and constantly reminding yourself that other people weren’t just objects to use for pleasure but actual humans with thoughts and feelings of their own; you could learn to function in normal society again.


She walked in, confidence showing in posture, and made it all the way to the elevator, even managing to press the 11th floor button before her confidence broke. A bike messenger who was signing in at the front security desk broke into a run and managed to catch the elevator’s doors before they could shut. They reopened and the cute, bearded, obviously undereducated hipster covered with tattooes, slipped in next to her and she sighed in frustration. Her mind swam and her pelvis tingled, as soon as her nose caught drift of the musk coming off her sweaty disgusting form.


‘FUCK HIM! Fuck him now, walk over and hit the stop button and pull your pussy out and lick your lips. He won’t ask questions, he’ll just walk over and fuck you with his fingers long enough for his dick to get hard and then he’ll pound you hard!’ That bad voice yelled inside Kassy’s head.


“NO!” She yelped aloud, drawing attention from the young man and blushing.


“Wha? You say something?” He asked, reaching up and pulling the now obvious white earbud out of his ear, heavy metal music echoed inside the elevator.


“No sorry…” She whispered, barely able to contain the whimper of pleasure in her voice and gave a nervous smile. ‘He’s somebody’s son, not just a hunk of meat’ That was the new voice, the one therapy had instilled in her. But that voice was still small and sounded weak and that made Kassy worry.


Kassy steadied herself and soon her floor arrived she stepped out and walked toward the reception desk. “Hi I’m Kassy Paine, Today is my first day.” She said with a polite smile.

 

[Bevatoria]

The receptionist, an older then she looked brunette who's smile was a little too pointed, nodded at her. "Yes, right this way, Miss Paine. She stood up and took her to her bossMartin, who quickly went about showing her the ropes, and to her desk; while he had no time for what looked like a purely family hire, he also knew the consequences of upsetting the family patriarch, so he'd indulge Kassandra's presence. "For now, we've got some things for you to work on while we have the rest of your access set up...I/T will be by your desk later to give you the rest of your passwords and the access you'll need to do your job."

********

He'd gotten a bit of a reputation around the office, but that reputation wasn't going to deter Michael Benson from going up and introducing himself to the new girl. She was at her desk, typing away at her keyboard, almost looking more in place then he did in her form fitting attire. Once he got closer, he'd see exactly how 'fitting' it was, and he felt a bit of nervousness as he got closer. She was incredibly attractive, busty, her skirt seemed all too short on her legs that went on forever and...she was confident.

She had to be. Everyone who was beautiful was confident. In place. But Mike ever was. He was wearing a light brown striped shirt that sagged even on his somewhat chubby form; the fact he had been (and often still was) the office's mail clerk had never seemed to help him lose much weight. The office's crowded cubicle aisles meant he usually tried to look to make sure nobody was coming, as he'd often take up both lanes of traffic due to his clumsiness and girth.

The girls always heard from him. And they all turned him down. For coffee, dinner, or anything other then receiving their internal mail from him. Which was a rarity these days; with the digitization of almost everything Michael had transitioned mostly to IT now, which suited his skillset much better. Even at a software development company, they needed someone to fix the computers and maintain servers.

"Uh, hi." He barely realized he'd gotten to her desk, and cleared his throat again to get her attention. "I'm Michael." There was a golden nameplate near her cubicle that said 'Kassandra', but he wanted to hear her say her name.

Although he wore the somewhat weathered striped brown shirt and light brown khaki pants (which were in stark contrast to Kassandra's perfect tailored and chosen outfit which showed off her perfect body), hints to his real personality could be seen. His cell phone - on a holster on his hip - had a green protector, and the insignia of the Green Lantern was barely visible in the upper right.

On his left arm, through the gap in the button on his wrist, the beginnings of a Metallica tattoo, showing his affinity for who had been his favorite band; a rock/metal junkie through and through.

 

[Kassyghost]

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.

 

[Bevatoria]

Michael blinked. She'd repeated the oath almost perfect, and yet his head couldn't help but tilt in mock confusion. Not at what she'd said, necessarily, but at what he'd heard. Did she really say Green Lantern's cock?

His own smile was large and awkward as she corrected herself and Mike laughed, as if she'd said something else. But the word he'd heard stuck in his head. Cock. His mind conjured an image of her on her knees, sucking him off as he wore a green lantern uniform, which wouldn't work, because he was fat, but still, she looked good doing-

Help. He focused on the word help. For as little actual programming as Michael had done while he was here, between osmosis of introducing so many employees and his own skills which had not been fully utilized, he could probably fairly easily do Kassandra's job for her. Although he couldn't, given he had his own job to do. "Yeah, sure. No problem."

Truth be told, for the attractive, seductive blonde, he probably would have said yes even if he didn't know what she had to do. Maybe it had to do with her smile, the way she was pushing her breasts together....or the puppy dog eyes. The look he'd never been able to resist ever since he turned 16 roughly eleven years ago or so. "So, for QA- that's quality assurance- your job is to check lines of code and find errors. But even that...." Michael bumbled his way from behind the cart to her desk, only noticing now that no programs other then the basic ones open on her screen.

He couldn't help but notice how much better the view down her blouse was from here, too.

"...is mostly automated." His hand went to her mouse, brushing her somewhere on he body on the way by as he opened a few programs for her - email, internet explorer, and Nascent, the company's productivity tool. He frowned in thought, but started at the queue screen.

"So here's your work queue of programs to check." There were seven lines in the 'queue' and he clicked on one, which quickly opened up to a screen of what was to most, indecipherable gibberish. "Then you click the 'scan' button, and the program goes through the thousands lines of code to find any defects."

"Now, your job -" and the first error came up quickly. "-is to determine if the code is an actual problem, or just a duplicate." He looked at the highlighted text, his quick eyes determining that this was a duplicate line. "Then you just click on the 'duplicate' button." On the right side, there were three buttons, and he moved the mouse over, hearing it 'click' as his left finger pressed down on it.

His elbow brushed her chest again, and he was getting more and more aware of how close they were as he did her job for her.

"Just keep on doing that until you're done, and then you can review the lines of code before you submit them for fixing." He pulled his hand away from the mouse, looking at her. "Sound good?"

Whether it did or not, after she responded, he continued.

"I can come by in an hour to check on you if you want...it'll be our little secret." Her not knowing Nascent, or how to check code, would be a pretty big deal - everyone here was a computer science graduate; Michael wasn't, he was mostly self taught with an interest in coding himself some day.

Even as the smile lingered on his face, he frowned. Was she coming on to him? Was that why she was pretending to not know how to do her job? As he stepped back from her desk, about to pull the cart away, he turned back to her.

An easy thing to do given how attractive she was. His cock was hardening, poorly concealed in his loose slacks; he'd have to do something about that later and 'reset'.

"Hey, uh, do you want to do something after work?" Mike was known for asking every young, single woman in the office out shortly after they were hired; being one of the few people who interacted with everyone in the office had its advantages even if he was always turned down. "Like, a drink, or dinner? Just as a 'get to know ya' type thing."

He sure wanted to know her, all right. In ways she probably wouldn't like if she could see inside his head, where he was thinking about a button on her blouse popping open (how did those things stay in there) and her not fixing it, or undoing it more for him...

 

[Kassyghost]

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 cocktails." 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.

 

[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.

...cocktails...

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."

 

[Kassyghost]

"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!"

 

[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.

 

[Kassyghost]

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.

 

[Bevatoria]

The receptionist, naturally, had everyone knowing about Kass's 'date' with the IT/mail room/jack 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

 

[Kassyghost]

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.

 

[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 6:40; getting at the bar at roughly 6:55, 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.

 

[Kassyghost]

7pm simply wasn't cutting it. The combination of having the crotch ripped out of her pantyhose and the tease she'd gotten during her lunch she was positively wound up. She was fairly sure that is she had balls, they'd be a deep color of blue and 5pm was all she could muster. She stood from her desk and started for the elevator, Martha the receptionist shot her a dirty look. "We work until 6pm usually."

"Well I got all that stupid code checked and I'm leaving now...feel free to rat me out to my father if you'd like." Kassy said in a snotty tone and then left. The bar wasn't hard to find, and it was a cool spot. The place was jumping and Kassy was lucky to find an open table, she sat down and the waitress came over to take her order.

"Something Fruity with as much vodka as they will let you put in it." Kassy said, throwing the hottie waitress a flirtatious wink and a smile. "Wow you've got a great rack." She added in, as she peered down her flannel shirt uniform.

"Thanks, they're real too, the twins are putting my kid through private school on the tips I get." The waitress responded, winking back at Kassy. She left and headed for the bar and Kassy watched her ass the whole way.

When the hottie waitress returned, she had Kassy's drink, and Kassy reached into her purse to get cash, but the waitress waved her off. "See those guys over there, they said their was no way a girl as hot as you should have to pay for her own drinks. It's on them."

Kassy looked over and saw three studs standing at the bar, Kassy smiled and waved them over. Tad Fenton was an investment banker. Jake Clemmens was a personal trainer and the gentleman that bought her drink was Jimmy Stevens was an award winning tattoo artist and the lead singer of a popular underground metal band.

Jake and Tad already had dates, the two girls showed up and joined the table. Tonya was dating Tad and had been for over a year, but was quick to add that they were in an 'open' relationship. Tina had just met Jake the night before. However it became painful obvious that Jim was flying solo and looking to hook up.

"Yeah so we're going to this really exclusive party after here, you should join us, I'd really like to get to know you better." Jim said, as he playfully reached around Kassy's back and gently ran his hand down her spine. The subtle touch sent a shiver up Kassy's spine and made her pussy wet.

It was just then that Kassy heard her phone go off and reached into her purse and pulled it out. She had 2 unread messages, she must have missed the first one, but it was no surprise with how noisy the bar was. She read them and giggled, looked up and saw Mike's rotund silhouette through the window in front of the bar.

'Hey silly goose, I'm already inside...turn around. Kassy texted and then looked up to watch his reaction. She saw him look at his phone and then spin around. Kassy smiled and waved through the glass. By the time Mike made it inside, Kassy realized that all the seats at the table were now full with her new friends and she could tell Mike looked really uncomfortable.

Kassy jumped up and pointed at the seat. "Sit here Mike, I'll just sit on your lap." Kassy said, reaching in and pecking him on the cheek. "Everybody, this is Mike my new friend from work, Mike this is Tad and his girlfriend Tonya, and that's Jake and his friend Tina, and this is Jim. They invited us to a party. Isn't that cool?" Kassy said as she flopped down onto Mike's lap, gasping a little when she felt the size of his bulge against her ass. She wondered if Mike could feel the wet spot in her dress, she was positively dripping.

 

[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.

 

[Kassyghost]

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?"

 

[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.

 

[Kassyghost]

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."

 

[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.

 

[Kassyghost]

Kassy giggled, in between gasps of air from making out with Tonya, as the boys chatted and watched as the two smoking hot girls groped each other and twisted tongues. She felt Mike's hand finally land on her thigh and then he actually worked up the balls to move upward toward her burning hot pussy. Heat was practically rolling out of her cleft as her unabashed hormones took over. Tonya was an experienced lesbian, knowing exactly what to do with both her hands and her tongue.

Kassy was happy when Mike's form finally started to relax, up until now he'd been stiff and sweaty, but now as he and Tad started to chat, he seemed to relax, even making the joke: "C'mon, Kass, are you and Tonya gonna do that all night?". Kassy pulled her head away from Tonya and turned back toward Mike.

"Why, would that be a problem Mike? I mean YOU already know you're going to be banging me tonight.....Doesn't fucking me and Tonya do anything for you?" She said with a playful smile. Kassy opened her legs, spreading them, and lifting it onto Mike's thigh so that he couldn't mistake her intentions.

"Jeez dude, I didn't take you for such a 'playa' I guess it's that new hipster internet money that's got you batting in the big leagues. You guys don't even have to dress up or work out or nothin'...SHIT, bitches just be drooling over that shit. Good for you man!" Tad said with a surprised smile on in his face, he reached out and offered his hand for a 'bro-clap' across the table.

It was then that the Waitress returned, her eyes large and surprised as she saw Kassy with her legs spread under the table, and her face attached to Tonya's on what looked like a biological level.

"Wow, this escalated quickly. So do you guys need more drinks....orrrr....are you good for the night?"

"We don't need more booze, We need more pussy in our little fun-group! What time do you get off....or should I say, what time do you want us to get you off?" Kassy pulled her mouth away from Tonya long enough to ask. Her lips were red and swollen from Tonya sucking them, and her eyes had the glossed look of absolute drunkenness. "Don't be shy! Look at how big Mike's cock is!" Kassy said, reaching down and gripping Mike's hardening dick through his pants and showing the waitress it's print.

 

[Bevatoria]

At this point, Mike was convinced that he was hallucinating from something he'd gotten in his drink, or had died and gone to...well, wherever he was, he decided he'd enjoy himself, and if this was some prank on some goddamned internet show, well, so be it. "Fuck yes." He responded to her question, and even with as much as he liked brunettes, Kass's attitude and her playfulness and-well, her tits- had him practically bursting out of his pants with excitement.

As his first 'girlfriend' had found out, though, it took far more then that to get him off. He heartily grasped Tad's hand for a bro-clap. "Yeah. They do." Not many did, but again, he was faking it at this point, and he was starting to wonder if everyone was faking it on some level.

As the waitress came back, Michael pushed his fingers right into Kass's sex, one finger sliding in and out of her, quickly turning into two as she described how big his cock was. He wondered if distracting Kass was the best idea; the less conversation there was about Mike, the better.

He tried to give the waitress a smile, but felt creepy doing it, and so as he started to finger Kass, his other hand went to her large breast, squeezing it through the blouse as he spoke to the entire table (and the waitress), with a question that might have been rhetorical.

"Maybe we'll figure out if these are real or not." he winked at the waitress as he finally started to squeeze he firm breast, nimble fingers undoing one of the buttons of her blouse to get easier access to them.

 

[Kassyghost]

"FUCKKKKK MIKE!" Kassy exclaimed as Mike pushed his fingers inside her pussy and grasp her breast. Kassy was positively squirming in her skin, she just wanted to be pounded and as hard as anyone could right now. She honestly didn't care who, Mike, the waitress, Tonya, or even slick-back Tad.

"UMMMM..... Is it cool if we fuck right here.....Ooooor......" Kassy asked, her hands reaching down and pulling her skirt right up to her hips for easier access.

"Oh....Aaaaahhhh.....Well geez....that's a bit aggressive." The Waitress said, but her eyes were now locked on Kassy's crotch, ripped pantyhose showing Mike's fingers in her gash.

"Come on baby....I wanna give you a big tip, so does my friend Mike" Kassy exclaimed.

 

[Bevatoria]

Mike was somewhat taken aback as Kassy revealed her true nature, and a small part of his mind wanted to pull things back. But Tad and Tonya seemed to be getting into it as Tonya was straddling Tad's lap and the two were engaged in a heavy makeout session; still, the privacy of the booth gave them some carte blanche. But to do what Kassy was suggesting, right here...

Deciding to play along, or at least try to, Mike grinned as he started to spread Kassy open with both of his hands. "We just need to give her what she wants." He teased, one hand going for Kassy's shoulder, as if to squeeze it romantically. "It might not be quick, but we'll try to be discreet."

Suddenly, the hand went to her hair, twisting her head towards him as he crushed his lips against hers; Mike was not an experienced kisser, but what he lacked in experience he made up for in force and will.

"If not, I could take this naughty slut somewhere more private and give her what she deserves..."

His eyes gazed ravenously down Kassie's mostly open top before going back to the waitress. A small part of him was still nervous, with the fear of rejection, but now the fat, awkward outcast was trying to play a part; and truth be told, it was more then playing a part as he felt like a guy pushed too far.

Of someone who had a lot of repressed sexual frustration to take out on the blonde tease next to him.