Bimbo Barbi continues teasing and then fucks the workmen and the office.
CHAPTER 9: BIMBO GRATITUDE
The workers were finally cleaning up after the completion of the wall that would allow Barbi to be naked in the cubicle area. Even so, Mr. Howard said she could only be fucked in the office-bedroom, but she could be naked giving blowjobs in the cubicles. Her computer was still disconnected, so she hadn't been able to concentrate on it and spent the afternoon in full bimbo mode. She used the Lush vibrator, but on a low setting, and kept her thighs together so the workmen wouldn't see the wand sticking out. She didn't want to orgasm with them right there. They'd hear and see for sure. That would be fun, but Mr. Howard said she couldn't interrupt their work. He promised to see if they would fuck her if she was good.
The area smelled heavily of paint as the two workers cleaned up the area.
"Miss," one said as he approached her glass desk. The Lush vibrating in her cunt was distracting, even if she thought she had it set for a low vibration. It took a repeat from him to get her attention. She looked up and saw his eyes riveted to her gaping blouse, which hinted at her nipples underneath and exposed some of her tits. She glanced down to see her erect nipples also pressing against the material. Of course, her thong on the edge of the desk frequently had their attention.
"Miss?" he repeated. She smiled up at him while trying not to release the soft moan she felt wanting to escape her throat. She desperately wanted to tear open her blouse and open her legs to the man, but Mr. Howard was clear in his restriction. "Would you like us to move your credenza and desk back into place? You just need to be careful of the paint for the rest of the day." He spoke well and clearly, but his eyes flashed from her thong to her tits, and through the glass desk at her legs. She glanced down to see that her very short skirt was at the top of her thighs, as usually happened when she sat. She also noted that her squirming had allowed the wand of the Lush vibrator to move into view.
"That would be nice," she tried to reply with control.
She pushed her chair back to stand. With the buzzing in her cunt and the two men standing in front of her watching, she unconsciously (she thought) relaxed how she stood. She opened her legs and fully displayed the vibrator wand sticking out of her cunt and as she leaned on the desk to stand, one tit fell out of her unbuttoned blouse. She tried to act like nothing had happened.
What she hadn't been in a position to notice, however, was Mr. Howard standing just to the side of the new wall, watching and listening. She stood near the glass door to the hallway as the men moved her furniture into place. That was when she noticed Mr. Howard, and, when she did, he stepped around the new wall and grasped the remote from the desk. With a familiar movement of his fingers, he instantly increased the vibration. She gasped and bent over. The sound attracted the attention of the men as her tit fell into the gaping opening of her blouse. The men continued to glance at her as they completed moving her furniture into place.
Mr. Howard stepped closer. "She's a bimbo, guys," he explained as he showed them the remote. "She just loves to have orgasms and fuck. As you can see, she is quite comfortable exposing her body to men." The men stared at Mr. Howard and back at Barbi. "Barbi, move to the other side of the wall and show these men why we had it constructed."
She smiled and moved past the men to the other side of the wall, the men following to the side to watch. Once the wall was blocking the glass door, she stripped the blouse off, dropping it on the floor. The other four men in the office stood to watch over their cubicle walls, all with big smiles on their faces. Next, she opened and pushed her small skirt over her hips to the floor and carefully stepped out of it, now standing in only stockings and heels.
"She likes being naked, but her desk was in front of that door, so we could accommodate her desires only so far, as you have noticed since being here. Also, she likes giving blow jobs and fucking. Now, she can be naked on this side of the wall and not observed from the hallway."
"Wouldn't it be easier to put in a solid wood door?" one asked.
Mr. Howard laughed, "What would be the fun in that? The bimbo likes exposure but understands the need for some restraint. Besides, there are far too many men in the building who routinely seem to pass our door for a look at her exposed tits and cunt the way she is dressed."
The men nodded in understanding, their eyes more blatantly staring at her naked body and more frequently at the wand sticking out from her cunt. "I don't mean to just be teasing you, guys," Mr. Howard continued. "In fact, I have an offer. She is, right now, in desperate need of fucking. Is that accurate, bimbo Barbi?"
She stared at him with eyes showing her need. "God, yes, sir. I could really, really use a couple cocks filling any of my holes right now." She turned her attention to the two workers, daring them to deny their desire to fuck her.
Mr. Howard watched the dynamic between her and the two men. "We have a room we like to call the office-bedroom, used only fucking our bimbo. I offer you both the bimbo and the room for however long you might wish to use both."
The two men looked at each other quickly with immediate nods. Who knew if they were married or in a relationship, but it was clear they were ready to fuck her. She put out mhery hand to one and led the way, the short distance to the closed door of the office-bedroom. Entering, she waited for them to pass before closing the door behind them.
"A bed," one uttered. "He was serious. You fuck the guys from the office?"
"Every single one of them at least once a day." She began unbuttoning one man's shirt, and the other began doing the same to his. "I'm a real, live bimbo who loves to do nothing more than fuck and suck cock." She giggled, "And, be naked, of course."
She shifted to the other man to begin opening his jeans as he pried his shoes off, and the other man pulled his clothes off. She pointed to a drawer in the dresser, "There is a tube of gel in that drawer if either of you wants to fuck my ass." She giggled, "Or, if you want to double penetrate me." She kissed each as she grasped hardening cocks. "You heard Mr. Howard. Use me however you want for as long as you want. I want to feel your cocks inside me and your cum filling my holes."
She was guided them to the bed, and she crawled onto it. One, the one she had earlier identified as the leader of the two, uttered as he crawled between her legs, "We'll fuck her cunt, then have her get us hard, again, and fuck her ass, okay?" The other man agreed quickly.
The first man crawled onto the bed and between her splayed legs. She watched him with rising expectation and excitement. "Yes … please. Fuck me with your hard cocks."
He was leaning over her, his cock at her cunt. He rubbed it against her wet cunt and plunged into her hole. She raised her hips to his urgent thrust and gasped at the power behind it. He grunted.
"Fuck, what a fucking cunt. Wait until you feel her cunt closing around your cock. Fuck, she's good."
The man shifted and began thrusting harder. She raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist as he pulled back and plunged in hard. He was like an animal, not at all like the guys here in the office. Even when they fucked her hard, it wasn't like this. This guy fucked like he hadn't in a long time and needed the release really, really badly. Her big tits bounced and flopped by the impact, and she moaned to his grunts.
She felt his cock pulse, and his fucking became halting, driving his cock deep as he could. "Yes … yes, yes," she exclaimed, "fuck me and give me your seed. Cum inside my cunt!"
And, he exploded, "Oohhhh … fucccckkkkk …" he cried out.
She felt his cum shoot into her, but he was too quick. He pulled out, and the next man was right there, ready. He too thrust in hard and instantly was fucking fast and urgently. This second, though, was adding to the arousal she got from the first that didn't quite get her over the top, but she could feel it coming with this one. She raised her hips to meet his thrusts, then dropped her hips to change the angle while he just continued thrusting until he, too, announced his climax, and she managed to join him by strumming her clit.
After, for all her efforts to suck them hard, again, they didn't manage it. Or, she didn't manage it but … they were looking at their watches and complaining about getting back to check in after the job.
The two men dressed and left rather unceremoniously. She sat on the bed feeling like a failure. A bimbo that couldn’t get a man hard, again? What was she good for if not fucking and sucking?
She got off the bed and walked through the door the men had left open. She glanced at the main door to the office and walked naked to Mr. Howard's office. She knocked on his door. He looked up, surprised to see her naked in possible view of the door, and waved her in.
"Is something the matter, Barbi? Didn't the men want to fuck you?" he asked, thinking of the only thing that might have her so discouraged looking. Seeing her face, he rose from his chair and came around his desk to take her in his arms. "Tell me, Barbi, what's the matter?"
"They fucked my cunt, sir, they did. Both of them. They had talked about fucking my ass the second time. You know I would have liked that, too. But, no matter how much I tried by sucking and stroking their cocks, they didn't get hard again. They talked about having to go to their office to report back. They just left." She put her head on his shoulder, and a sob escaped her as her body shook. He stroked her bare back down to her butt, where he gave a little pat. Even that didn't help her. "I'm just a failure of a bimbo, sir," she said. "I can't even suck a cock hard," she muttered.
He pushed her a bit in front of him so we were looking at each other. "Barbi, listen to me," he firmly said. "You are the finest bimbo there is. You've proven that time and time again. You fuck me and those four guys out in the office. You suck every one of us hard and then fuck us and do it again after that. Remember our party? You fucked us for all those hours." He held her chin and raised it so they were eye to eye. "Believe me, if you, bimbo Barbi, didn't get them hard a second time, it had to be a problem with them."
"Really, sir? Are you just saying that because you know I'm slow-brained?" she asked.
He laughed. "Yes, you are a bit slow, Barbi, but that's just because you're a bimbo. But I am saying what I know is true. Do you want proof?" She nodded. Was she asking too much of Mr. Howard?
"Go to the front door and make sure the door is locked as it should be. Then go to the cubicles and fuck and suck those guys and do it as long as you want. You'll see you are a wonderful bimbo."
She stared at him. How could he forget she was naked? Did he mean she was to get dressed to go to the door? That was the rule. She had to have some clothes on near the front door. "Sir, I'm naked. Do you mean …?"
"Sometimes it is exciting to break the rules, right?" he asked.
She smiled. Very exciting to be naked where you're not supposed to be. She kissed him and turned for his office door. "Barbi?" She turned back to him. "When you go into the cubicles, tell them I said it was okay to fuck you as long as they and you want." She smiled brighter.
She walked out of his office and noticed Adam looking her way, and, surprised, she was naked and returning to the front of the office. She marched purposefully to the door without checking nervously for anyone outside who might see her. She stood at the glass door and verified it was locked, as it should have been. She then turned back and marched into the cubicles. She stood in the center, and all four guys were standing and looking quizzically at her standing there naked.
"Mr. Howard said I can fuck you guys as much as you want." I said, already feeling like her old bimbo self. "He said not to worry about time and fuck me as long as you want."
"Are you okay, Barbi? When you went into his office, you seemed …," Adam said.
She smiled and bounced on my heels to make her tits bounce for them. They all loved the way her big tits bounced. "I think Mr. Howard is right. He always is. I'm just a bimbo, and my thinking just gets funny sometimes."
"A lot of times," Tom said with a laugh.
She giggled in response. He was right. Her brain gets funny a lot. "Mr. Howard said I'll feel better after fucking and sucking all you guys."
"Well," Jason said, "we definitely want you to feel better, Barbi." And, they all laughed. She didn't always get their jokes, but she liked to hear them laugh.
"So," she said excitedly, "will you guys fuck me, please. You can each fuck me and then I can suck you all hard, again. Then, you can fuck me again. You will, won't you? I'm already feeling better just talking about it. Bimbos like fucking, right? Am I a good bimbo? I want to be a good bimbo."
The guys laughed, again. "You are a great bimbo, Barbi," Jason said. "And, if fucking you will make you feel better, that's what we'll do because men like fucking bimbos, right, Barbi?"
"Right you are, Jason," she said. "You know what? I can be naked back here now with that wall there. Mr. Howward said you can fuck me here, this time, or in the office/bedroom. Or," I added as an exciting idea, "some can fuck me here and others can fuck me in there." She shrugged my shoulders, which, of course, set her big tits to jiggling, "You guys decide, though, please, I don't want to. I just want to fuck." They laughed more.
Tom began opening his pants and she moved to him and dropped to her knees. She couldn't wait and pushed his pants to his feet and gobbled up his cock. She sucked and licked and kissed it from the base to the head. As it firmed in her mouth, she pushed it through her mouth to her throat. He gasped and sighed. And it hit her. His cock was hard so fast, but that happened a lot when she sucked them. It wasn't her as a bad bimbo. It was that worker's problem.
She pulled her mouth off Tom's cock and looked up at him with excitement. "I am a good bimbo!" She went back to sucking his cock. Because she was, she didn't see the guys looking at each other and shrugging their shoulders.
Tom pulled her up and bent her over his desk. Good, she thought to herself. She wanted to fuck in the cubicles where they weren’t supposed to. He came up behind her. Her feet spread wide, he slipped his hand between her thighs and stroked her cunt. "Wet as usual, Barbi," he commented. "You are a good bimbo, just like always."
She knew it. Mr. Howard was right. All she needed was to be with these guys, and she would know for real that she was still a good bimbo.
He slammed his cock deep into her pussy with a mighty thrust. "OH … FUCK … YESSSSSS!" she cried out loudly.
Her head was turned, and she found a hard cock right in front of me. She opened her mouth, and it was shoved inside. She couldn't tell whose cock it was, but she really didn't care, either. She had a cock in her cunt and one in her mouth. She opened her throat, and the cock slipped in and out with a practiced and confident motion. All the guys had fucked her throat, and she had confidence in all of them.
One after the other fucked her, and she then sucked them to be fucked, again. The last fucks were in the office-bedroom where she was double penetrated twice.
When they were done, it was just past the end of the day. She lay on the bed happily spent but energized by the confirmation that she really was a good bimbo. She staggered to the room’s door and to Mr. Howard's office. She knocked on the door frame before entering. He looked up and smiled.
"So," he said with a chuckle, "is my bimbo feeling better about herself?"
"Oh, yes, sir!" she said as she moved inside and sat in a chair. "I'm very well fucked, too," she giggled. "You might have noticed that, though, huh?"
"I did notice that about how you looked, my dear. You have that 'just fucked and fucked very well' look." She smiled. The guys really did, too. "Are you ready to go home?" he asked. "I would like to spend some personal time with my wonderful bimbo."
"Yes, sir," she replied. "Then I can be naked and just put all my attention on you." She looked at him intently. "Thank you, sir."
"Thank me? Why are you thanking me, dear? It was the guys that fucked you so well."
She giggled, "Of course they did, sir. Men fuck bimbos and that's what I am, right?" He nodded. "No, thank you for being so good to me and helping me. It must be frustrating and testing of your patience sometimes because of my bimbo brain. But you are so good to me despite that. I just want you to know how much I appreciate you having me as your bimbo."
He turned off his computer, came around his desk, and pulled her to her feet. He gave her a soft kiss and pinched her nipples. "You are a wonderful bimbo, Barbi. And I am glad you are mine." Her smile filled her face. "Now," he said, "where do you suppose you left your clothes?"
She giggled. "Too bad I can't just leave like this, right sir? It would be so much easier." Then, her expression got serious, "Now, where DID I leave them?"