Bimbo Barbi realizes contentment in her bimbo life with Mr. Howard and the office.
CHAPTER 10: BIMBO LIFE
The morning had been fun, but most weekend mornings were fun as far as Barbi was concerned. Mr. Howard and she didn't have to go into the office, which meant they would usually wake up a bit later and stay in bed a bit longer. Barbi liked it when they could stay in bed longer because that meant she would be fucking Mr. Howard and cleaning his wonderful cock after and, maybe, fucking him again. As far as Barbi was concerned, Mr. Howard was the bestest man a bimbo could be a bimbo for, and pleasing him was everything to her. Of course, pleasing him gave her pleasure, too. That was the thing about bimbos, she knew. Men love fucking bimbos and bimbos love fucking men and bimbos get pleasure from pleasing men. And Mr. Howard was the best of men.
The morning had been fun because they had fucked twice as she had hoped. Then, she bounced downstairs to the kitchen naked, of course, to make Mr. Howard breakfast. He came downstairs later wearing a light robe. After breakfast, she began cleaning the kitchen and washing the dishes in the sink. Of course, there was a dishwasher, but when there were only a few plates and a single frying pan, she preferred to do them quickly in the sink and have it done.
Barbi was standing at the sink with her hands in the soapy water when she was embraced from behind, hands encasing her large DD tits.
"Have I mentioned to you, Barbi, how much I enjoy you in my life?" Mr. Howard softly said into her ear as his lips nuzzled through her long, blonde hair that fell over her shoulders. His fingers switched to teasing the nipples, bringing a sigh from her.
She pressed her butt back against him, her hands stopping what they were doing in the water to enjoy the touches. "As a matter of fact, sir," she purred, "it might have come up between our two fucks this morning." She giggled. "In fact, I think it came up just before something else came up as I was cleaning you."
He chuckled as he slid one hand down her naked body to stroke her belly to her cum-filled cunt. She moaned at his touch. "Thank you, Barbi, for being a part of my life." His fingers toyed over her clit, and her moans became more pronounced.
"Ohhhh," she gasped, "no, sir … thank you … for letting me serve you … at the office … and your home."
She pressed against his fingers. Her ability to orgasm and to accept cock simply astounded him. When all this had started, he had hoped for an attractive woman he could fuck without ramifications. Instead, he had a woman who encompassed the classic bimbo who was completely devoted to him. Interestingly, to him, it was no longer merely about fucking. Her energy and devotion had changed everything for him.
He reached lower on her body and dipped a finger into her cunt. He brought the finger up to her lips and enjoyed her eagerly sucking the juices off it. No, he thought, he owed her his 'thanks' even if she didn't feel she should accept it.
After finishing in the kitchen, she was rubbing lotion into her hands as she searched for Mr. Howard. She smiled to herself when she found him on the large sofa in the family room reviewing some notes. Normally, if he was reviewing notes about a case, he would be in his home office, where she wasn't supposed to bother him. In the family room meant she might be able to, but her idea of bothering him wasn't to fill the air with chatter. She wasn't big on talking. Her bimbo brain made thinking about things too difficult for any prolonged, meaningful conversation.
She moved into the room and approached from the side before stopping in front of him. He looked up from the pages he had spread over the sofa cushions. A smile spread over his face when he looked up at her as one of her hands fondled a big tit in a completely absent-minded way.
"Can I do anything for you, sir?" she asked hopefully. It wasn't intended to find out if he wanted another cup of coffee, and he knew it.
He smiled again before opening his knees. "I know what you really want, my bimbo," he said with a chuckle.
She knelt at his knees with a giggle. "You know me too well, sir. You know how much I like to suck your big cock."
She opened the tie of his robe and settled between his legs as she licked his soft cock from the base to the head. She held it in one hand as she licked and kissed the shaft. She knew it would soon become the 10-inch cock she loved and devoted herself to. Even after fucking twice already that morning, she would have it hard again soon. Unlike her, it seemed, there were limits to how many times he could climax, but that only meant she would simply enjoy his cock in her hands and mouth for the simple pleasure of feeling it.
He began stroking her head gently with one hand. His cock was, indeed, hard again. She glanced up at him while keeping her mouth on his cock. She hadn't noticed when he had stopped reading his notes and watching her, instead.
She raised her mouth to the head, "Am I bothering you, sir?" she asked with her lips brushing the head of his cock.
"Your mouth feels amazing as always, dear," he replied with a smile that gave her joy. "I do need to get ready for a meeting soon, though," he added.
"I'd better make you cum, then, right, sir? I love your cum … or, do you want to fuck me again?"
"I'd like you to use your mouth, dear. You give such good blowjobs," he replied.
She shifted ever so slightly to allow more energy into her sucking and stroking of his fully hard cock. All the guys at the office and Mr. Howard frequently commented on what a great cuck-sucker she was. And that was just one of the things they thought was amazing about her. Her fucking, of course, and her big tits, her bald cunt, her trim body, and that she loved being naked. She loved all the guys at the office because they liked all those things about her. But she especially loved Mr. Howard because he was the reason she had to be the lucky, luckiest bimbo ever.
After filling her mouth with his cum, he told her he had a meeting scheduled for late morning, so he needed to shower and get ready for it. He asked her to answer the door. She smiled and nodded. Of course, she would. Anything for Mr. Howard, she thought.
She had taken a quick shower after picking up around the house. She was back downstairs trying to decide what she might do next. She had quietly peeked into Mr. Howard's home office and found him busy inside. The rule was to not bother him when in his home office, so she quietly went back into the main part of the house as the doorbell chimed.
Without hesitation, the naked Barbi hurried to the front door and pulled it open, "Tom!" she exclaimed at seeing her workmate, the office investigator, at the door. She stepped out from the doorway and nearly jumped into an embrace. "What are you doing here?" she asked excitedly. "Are you the one meeting with Mr. Howard?"
He laughed as he held the naked woman on the front step landing. They kissed as he stroked her bare back. "Actually, Barbi, it is this man who is meeting with Mr. Howard." She hadn't even noticed another man standing behind Tom.
She stepped away from Tom and stepped right up to the other man and hugged him tightly. He stood stunned with that 'deer in the headlights' look and definitely not knowing what to do with his hands, with a naked woman enveloping him in her arms.
"Barbi, this is Jerry. Jerry, this is Barbi." Jerry nodded with a stunned look still on his face. "Ugm … Barbi, you know what Mr. Howard says about being in public …"
Barbi looked at him, then looked past them at the residential street and other houses beyond. "Oh, silly me!" she exclaimed as she turned to lead them into the house. "Let me go see if he is ready for you guys," she added as she walked down the short hallway to the home office.
After seeing the men into the home office, she sought something to keep her busy. She found herself outside in the backyard, which was private enough. She set up lounge chairs with cushions that had been stored before the rains of the previous night. She wiped down the patio table and chairs from the heavy dew before going to the pool to dip her foot in to test the temperature. Still a bit chilly, but she knew it would warm quickly under the sun.
She heard the French doors open and close and turned to find Tom. She started toward him as he ambled toward her. He looked uncertain, which seemed odd to her. All the guys at the office were smart and confident. Her bimbo mind set her off as the one who was often uncertain and waiting for direction. Although he had been at Mr. Howard's house for the office bonding party, that had been the only time he had been there, while it was now the place she lived.
"The meeting over, already?" Barbi asked.
Tom shook his head, "Mr. Howard wanted to discuss the case with Jerry. I found Jerry as a possible witness who could help his case, and he wanted to spend time only with him to determine what he saw and if he could provide convincing and useful testimony for the case."
"Oh …" she said uncertainly. When she wasn't in front of a computer, her mind was in full bimbo mode. "Well … uhgm … okay …" she stammered, "so … uhmm ... you want to fuck me?"
He smiled, "I was hoping you might say that."
"Silly," she said as she stepped up to him and kissed him on the mouth. "You should know you don't have to wait for me to say that. You know you can just fuck me when you want."
His hands were now stroking her back and butt, "That's at the office, Barbi," he offered in his defense.
She started pulling his shirt up from being tucked into his jeans. "Don't be silly, Tom," she added as her hands shifted to his belt. "You know what a bimbo is, and I am definitely a bimbo, and Mr. Howard said I'm the office bimbo, remember?"
He chuckled. "You definitely are a bimbo, Barbi. And, yes, we all know that men like to fuck bimbos and bimbos like to fuck men."
"And," she added earnestly, "don't forget sucking cock and being naked." He just smiled and shook his head in continued amazement as he pulled his shirt off and pried his shoes off his feet as she lowered his jeans and shorts.
She knelt to assist in getting him naked with his cock at eye level. "Ohhhh …" she giggled, "someone is ready to use the bimbo," as she kissed his already hard cock before she rose to lead him to a lounge chair. "You want me to fuck you, or do you want to fuck me?"
Tom didn't even respond verbally, but lay on the lounge chair and held his cock up. She knew what to do after that. She liked being on top, but she was just as happy being fucked in any position the men might desire, too.
She straddled the chair and squatted over his hips as she moved over his upheld cock until she felt the head along her cunt so she could settle over it into her ready hole. He sighed below her at the initial penetration and gasped as she thrust her hips downward to take nearly all of his cock into her cunt. She rose and pressed down again and was sitting on his hips and thighs, his cock fully inside her.
He reached up to grasp her big tits as she slowly began moving up and down on his cock. "It's fucking amazing to know a bimbo," he uttered as he raised his hips to add a bit of thrust himself. "You honestly like being fucked, don't you?"
Barbi giggled as she moved on his cock, leaned down to give him a quick kiss. "You know it, Tom. I am so so so lucky to have you guys in the office who want to fuck me and, of course, Mr. Howard for letting me live here to fuck and be naked."
"You like the new office change?" He was teasing her, but she answered seriously. She often found it hard to recognize when she was just being teased.
"Oh, yes, Tom!" she exclaimed as she continued fucking him, his cock sliding through her cunt. "I get to be naked when I give you guys blowjobs at your desks. You know how much I like being naked." She smiled down at him, "Of course, that means I get undressed and dressed a lot."
"Yes," he added, "but you aren't ever wearing much in the way of clothes, are you?"
She giggled again, "I know. Mr. Howard says I have a body meant for showing off." She sat up straight and lifted her tits. "I think he is right because men like women with big tits, right?"
He thrust up hard to meet her downward pressure, "You are right, bimbo Barbi." He gasped and thrust hard again. "Now make me cum in your cunt."
The smile grew large on her face as she braced her hands on his chest and began furiously fucking him, her cunt clasping around his cock as she added a variety of movements up and down and forward and back. She felt Tom's cock pulse a moment before it spewed cum into her cunt, and at the same time, she noticed other legs moving closer. She looked up to find Mr. Howard and the new man, Jerry, stopping nearby. That was all she needed to explode in orgasm herself.
She collapsed onto Tom's chest, her cunt spasming around his cock as her body shivered in delicious orgasmic pleasure.
To her side, she heard, "Damn," the voice of the man, Jerry, was saying in wonder, "you were serious, she just likes to fuck. She wasn't bothered by us being here at all."
"That's the way bimbos are," Mr. Howard affirmed. "And she's a wonderful bimbo."
She kissed Tom and smiled at hearing Mr. Howard's comments next to her. She pushed herself up, bracing herself to sit upright, and turned her gaze to the side.
"Mr. Howard, sir," she gasped, "your meeting is over?" She gazed up at Mr. Howard, and her eyes took in the new man, Jerry, standing next to him.
"Yes, dear, Jerry and I just finished, and it seems Tom found just the person to make our case in court," Mr. Howard responded.
She turned to look at Tom with a big smile, then turned back to Mr. Howard, all the while still sitting on Tom with his cock buried in her cunt. "That's good, sir, right?"
"Very good, Barbi," he replied. "I was thinking it would be nice if you could thank him for me. You know, the special way a bimbo can thank a man."
A big smile spread over her face as she turned her gaze on the other man. "Oh, yes, sir. I think that would be very nice." She got her feet planted to stand slowly, and she felt Tom's cock receding from her cum-filled cunt until it fell with a soft splat on his abdomen. She stepped into Mr. Howard for a kiss, then turned to Jerry, standing before him naked with her body covered in a light sheen of perspiration from the active fucking under the sun. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss that seemed to take his breath away in surprise.
Breaking the kiss, but her lips still against his, "He means it would be good if I fucked you in thanks, Jerry. Do you want to fuck me, too?" She giggled as her lips brushed over his as she softly spoke to him. "I love men to fuck me, Jerry, and Mr. Howard just said it would be a good thing to do. You do want to fuck me, don't you, Jerry?"
"Fuck, yeah," he gasped.
Barbi didn't need more and immediately began pulling his shirt from his slacks for him to continue as she began with his belt and zipper. She dropped to her knees to assist him in removing his shoes and slacks as he pulled his shirt over his head. She had his already hardening cock in her mouth as he gasped and groaned. Peripherally, she noticed Mr. Howard and Tom moving away to the covered portion of the patio.
With his cock very quickly becoming hard, she rose with kisses on his body to kiss his mouth, pressing her naked body against his. She maneuvered him to the lounge chair Tom had just left.
"How do you want to fuck me, Jerry?" she asked casually as if he wanted a lemonade or iced tea. "Me on top or you … or, maybe me on my knees?"
He seemed still stunned by what was happening, so she began moving to the lounge chair on her hands and knees, but he stopped her. "Can you be on top like you did to him?"
She quickly got off the chair, "Of course," she said. "Any way you want, Jerry. I just want to fuck you, okay? You want to change, just do it. The guys often like to change to different ways," she giggled.
Jerry lay on his back, and Barbi quickly straddled him and the chair. His cock was shorter than Tom's, but still a cock as she grasped it and settled her cunt over it, quickly pressing down to take it all inside. She sighed with satisfaction at having another cock inside her as she heard the welcome sound of his gasps and moans as she clasped her cunt around his cock.
She shifted from initially fucking slowly to more aggressively fucking up and down his cock, her tits flopping on her chest. She looked down to see his eyes riveted on her bouncing and swaying tits. "Don't you just love … my big tits … bouncing?" she gasped through her own moans.
"Their … amazing," he gasped. He reached up and grasped one and missed the other before finally grasping it, too. "I've never … felt such big … tits, before."
Barbi just smiled. She knew men loved big tits.
She brought them both to orgasms before settling her body against his, another sheen of perspiration covering her body, making their chests slippery as she wiggled her tits into his chest and small movements of her cunt over his softening cock.
"Thank you, Jerry," she sighed as she covered his face and neck with soft kisses.
He gasped, "I thank you, Barbi. That was amazing, and you have an amazing body." She giggled. "Are they still watching?" he asked.
Barbi didn't even glance at the patio but knew, "Of course," she uttered, "they like to watch me fuck."
"I've never done it in front of someone before," he confessed.
"It happens to me a lot," she giggled.
* * * *
Later that same day, Barbi found Mr. Howard in the home office, just putting his phone down on the desk when he looked up and spotted her passing the open door. He called out to her. She turned to stand in the open door with a big smile and hopeful expression, which she often held when she thought she might be able to do something for him. She was, of course, naked, and her hand absently fondled a tit in anticipation. He smiled at seeing all the signs of bimbo Barbi's anticipation of pleasing him.
"I want you to go up and shower. Try to clean out some of the cum in your cunt. Then, put on one of your outfits I like."
"Yes, sir," she immediately responded. "How about a white lace shelf bra, stockings, and heels?" Then, she stopped and thought. "I haven't made dinner yet, though, sir."
"Not for dinner, dear." She cocked her head in confusion. That was the 'dress up' outfit she might put on for dinner with him. But not for dinner? "You remember that I sometimes meet other men for poker?" he asked. She nodded. "They are coming over to use your sexy body," he casually explained.
"Really, sir?" she excitedly exclaimed. "How much time do I have, sir? I want to do my hair and some makeup, too. You know I want to impress them for you. I'll fuck them really well, sir."
"I know you will, Barbi. That's what you are, isn't it?"
"Yes, sir!" she exclaimed. "I'm your sexy, fuckable bimbo, right, sir?" She beamed. "I'm your bimbo, sir, and men like to fuck me and I like to fuck them."
She started backing out of the office. "They will be here in an hour, dear." Then he added, "Oh, Barbi," which stopped her, "leave off the shelf bra. Let your wonderful tits bounce for them."
She smiled big as she turned for the stairs. Yes, she thought. She loved her big tits to bounce, and men did, too. What a lucky bimbo she was. Four men to fuck her.