So just to recap a little if you haven’t yet read our previous stories: I’d been transferred to Pakistan from London to set up a sub-office and had hired a deliciously demure Pakistani Muslim girl as my new Office Manager. To my surprise, Sidz was the exact opposite of what I’d been told to expect of Pakistani girls: she was, it turned out to my delight, a cock hungry slut who not only had a steady boyfriend who she fucked regularly, but also a very well endowed ex who she secretly fucked as often as she could. She had also told me that she was, unbeknownst to both her boyfriend or her ex, also fucking several of their friends on the side, so there were any number of young studs reaping the benefits of her insatiable appetites. I had already walked in on her being pounded by her ex-boyfriend’s monster cock in my ofice, cunt lips fully exposed, as she rode him - watching me, watching her taking his shaft. This would, a few days later, lead to me being invited to lick her as she opened her legs wide for my oral ministrations. Oh, let’s not also forget that she had also given me the sloppiest blow job of my life sitting under my desk while I talked to my wife on the phone, the minx. She also eventually ended up being my wife and to this day the fun hasn't stopped.

Sidz and I had got into a nice routine by now, with her arriving a little after I did, us carrying on with general work for a few hours before a daily liquid lunch of nice wet cunt juice for me and copious amounts of spunk for her. We had yet to actually have penetrative sex and I had tried a few times in the office but she always shut me down sometimes teasing me coquettishly, asking how I could possibly think that she, a sweet innocent Muslim girl, could possibly consider having a man inside her virginal pussy until her wedding night. This was the same virginal pussy I had seen with a huge cock very firmly and very deeply inserted into it, while I’d also seen my own member inside her mouth on more than a few occasions. Virgin pussy my arse, but the cock tease was on and she and I were both getting off on it.

I had, by now, finally introduced her to the pleasures of the 69 position and she took to it like a natural, regularly lying me down on the sofa as she straddled my face and gobbled on my member like she was born for it. I would grab her arse and suck both her holes like my life depended on it.

If it’s ok with everyone I’ll pause there, because Sidz has quite rightly reminded me that you all know what a 69 is! Allow me, instead then, at her suggestion, to digress a little bit and take a moment to describe her luscious cunt for you. This goes out particularly to those of you who have written to her and told her that they have never enjoyed the delights of a Pakistani pussy - you know who you are. (A delight which we fervently hope you experience some day. Who knows Sidz’ may be your first if you ask nicely!)

Anyway Sidz was always smooth, making sure she had her pussy waxed once or twice a month (she still does so religiously, by the way) and from her waistline, down to her quim, and all the way back to her beautiful arsehole she was as soft and as smooth as melted butter. Her cunt itself was one of the most beautiful kind of cunts, the kind whose dark lips were just prominent enough to get your lips around for a naughty nibble as she sits on your face wriggling, gyrating and rubbing,  becoming more and more aroused and closer to cumming. Once those juicy dark lips are parted, there is the beautiful sight of a magnificent pink pussy, ready and inviting for any number of hard cocks. And then there is the holy grail that is Sidz’ perfectly formed and delightfully erogenous clit. That little bud which, when I licked it, would make her whole body quiver until she orgasmed is still the tastiest little morsel that any man who has had the pleasure, has ever tasted (and I can vouch for the fact that over the years quite a few men have, frequently while I've been a willing spectator). The musky smell of her juices is intoxicating and I could stay a lifetime between her creamy thighs, just feasting on the nectar that drips from her pussy and enjoying the perfumed cunt scent that drives me into a lustful frenzy!

OK Readers, back to the story and sorry for getting so poetic there, but I know that no words can do justice to the magnificence of her tight little cunny, but I wanted us to go forward with a better idea of what may be in store for the lucky reader(s) she eventually meets and also so that you can better imagine what it looks, tastes, smells and feels like when I describe all the things she does with it.

Several weeks had passed, and by now Sidz had managed to hire one junior and one senior executive and a general helper/filing clerk for the office. The senior exec was a man in his mid thirties, married and quite the lecher. I had seen him on a number of occasions eyeing up Sidz’ arse as she moved around the office, and it was obvious from the slack jawed look on his face whenever he looked at her that he was imagining what was underneath her figure hugging clothes; clearly as smitten as I was, albeit, I like to flatter myself, a lot less subtle than I had been. The junior exec was a young man in his mid 20s who was completing a part-time Masters Degree at university, for which he was helping to pay by working with me. He had taken this as a holiday job and in order to start building his CV for when he properly entered the job market. He was due to leave us in a week and I was sorry to see him go. He was a nice guy, diligent in his work, polite in manners and with a tall and athletic physique. I remember he had a prominent strawberry birthmark on his hand of which he was obviously conscious because he would always try and keep his hand hidden, or tucked away in his pocket.

In his case, it was Sidz that seemed to be lustfully following him with her eyes and I started to get the feeling that my office was becoming something of a sexual hotspot. By this point, Sidz had fucked her ex on my sofa, we had sucked each other off on the same sofa numerous times over the past 2 or 3 months, and now all three of my key staff seemed to want to fuck each other given the slightest chance. The only guy who seemed to be oblivious to any of this was the young office clerk who plodded along with his filing, seemingly never even noticing Sidz’ many charms.

By now, we had settled into a routine where Sidz and I would wait until the last of them had left, usually by around 6, when we would carry on with our pleasures until I eventually went home to my dull married life and she invariably went to meet her boyfriend or her ex boyfriend, or indeed, any number of fuck buddies she seemed to have lined up for her naughty pleasure, before going home to her parents and her demure, devout and very conservative family life.

The following day if she had been a slut with one of her men, she would tell me in minute detail exactly what she had done, how, and with whom, keeping me horny for the rest of the day until our mouths gave each other the precious release we both needed when we were alone again.

One Friday evening, around 7, when we knew there would be no one around, Sidz had just unzipped my trousers and was slowly licking the now ever-present precum from the tip of my cock, when there was a knock on my office door. We both panicked and I quickly zipped myself up and we tried to act normal – not easy when you’re hiding a monumental erection under the desk. She opened the door to the Junior Executive (let’s call him “J”) who, thankfully, didn’t realise anything was amiss. I told him I thought he had left, but he said he was finishing some work and was leaving now, but had a favour to ask before he left. Internet connectivity was very rare in homes in Pakistan at that time and he told me that he had a uni assignment he needed to complete and wondered if he could come into the office over the weekend and use our internet. I readily agreed and I even told him that if he needed any help to just call, as my education was in the same field he was pursuing. I handed him a spare set of keys to the office and Sidz and I wished him the best.

By this time it was later than we would normally leave the office and Sidz had a family commitment so we had to forego the pleasure of each other’s dirty ministrations and I locked up for the night and we left for home. She, at least, would have several options of who to get fucked by over the weekend while I, frustrated because of J’s untimely interruption, would be on bread and water as any hope I might have of a fuck from my dearly beloved wife was always a forlorn and vain one.

I usually wake late on weekends, but this Saturday, I was woken early by a call from Sidz who said she had received a call from office security saying that J had been seen entering the office with a girl and that they wanted to know if they should call the police and have him and the girl arrested for violating the laws against indecent behaviour that governed the country. I was a little pissed that J had taken advantage of my good nature and lied just to get a quiet place to get his end away, but there was no way I felt he should go to prison for doing what any red-blooded male should be doing whenever the opportunity arose.

Always great at thinking on her feet, Sidz told me that she had already informed the guards that J’s guest was a potential new employee and that I was on my way to interview her. J had been tasked, she told them, with giving her entry to the office and offering her tea while they waited for me to arrive.

Of course this meant I had to cut into my weekend but I was infinitely mollified by the knowledge that Sidz was also on her way and would see me there. She also suggested that I enter my office quietly so that I could catch him in the act and give him a reprimand as necessary. Clever girl, Sidz, and I intended to do just that, even though by now I was more amused than angry that my office was becoming everyone’s go-to fuck pad and I was also quite glad, knowing how few opportunities young people in Pakistan had, that young J was getting laid. I had decided a reprimand was in order, however, as I didn’t want to seem too much like an easy touch. He still had a week to go before he left so I needed to ensure a modicum of discipline while he was my employee.

I waved to the guard as I entered the building and saw Sidz’ car in her usual space, glad she had arrived as she could look after J’s young lady’s modesty, while I read the riot act to our junior Romeo. I expected her to be waiting for me outside, so i messaged her and got a reply saying she was talking to the security company manager and advised that I should sneak in to catch them at it so he couldn’t later deny it, and she would come in once everybody was fully clothed again. Eminently sensible, of course. I replied, letting her know I was going up and she should join after 10 minutes to be sure all signs of my employee’s illicit nookie were squared away.

So, with a stealth any ninja would envy I sneaked into my office only to be met, for the second time in as many months, with Sidz’ fully exposed pussy riding some hidden man, her perky tits, gleaming with sweat that dripped on to her pert large brown nipples, bouncing merrily up and down and from side to side. At least this time she had decided to change tactics and she was busily riding his face (again reverse cow girl style, an obviously favourite position) while looking directly at me. She smiled lasciviously and gestured for me to quietly stay there and watch the show. I couldn’t believe it as she started to bend forward and started sucking a strange cock right in front of me while at the other business end, having her pussy licked out. Classic 69! Something I had introduced her to!! She looked me directly in the eyes as she dribbled her saliva on what I estimated to be a 5 inch cock and then put it all into her mouth without gagging at all. Obviously this was not the shaft of the ex boyfriend I’d previously caught her fucking when she first joined the company. That guy’s cock was a true Leviathan amongst cocks, but this latest conquest couldn’t hold a candle to that Stud’s impressive member. She seemed to be enjoying sucking it all the same, so what did I know about anything. Clearly, our sweet Sidz was happy with any shape and any size.

So who the fuck was she sucking and face-riding right before my very eyes? Who was making those slurping sounds as he sucked and licked my office manager’s beautiful minge? And then it finally dawned on me.

it could only be J!

If I hadn’t already guessed, then the tell-tale strawberry red birthmark on the hand, now no longer being hidden away in embarrassment, desperately clutching and kneading for all it was worth at Sidz' ample round arse, spanking it occasionally to the delighted squeals of this office slut, was a dead giveaway to the identity of Sids' latest conquest.

I realised she had set this all up for my benefit. There had been no call from security. She had clearly come to the office with the express intention of seducing J, knowing that he would be alone trying to complete his uni assignment, and she had used the opportunity to get her slit rimmed and also to show me how slutty a Pakistani girl could actually be. A twofer, if you will!

I was actually impressed at how her mind worked and how she was able to so skilfully engineer such a situation with such ease and in such short time. I moved to a slightly less obvious position and settled in for the show, secure in the knowledge that J would not see me while buried under that previously described cunt that had me (and obviously so many others) in a constant state of erectile arousal.  

My own cock grew harder as I watched her expertly polish J’s knob with her mouth, licking the shaft from top to bottom, dribbling saliva occasionally from her mouth onto his erect member, lubricating it in the time-honoured fashion known to all cock lovers. All this to the sounds of J slurping at her wet pussy, and her moving her hips to the rhythm of his thrusting tongue in her open hole.

I watched as they simultaneously pleasured each other, hearing her moans growing louder and her thrusts on his face becoming more frenzied knowing that she was about to reach her climax. Throughout all of this she kept her eyes firmly locked on mine, seeming to dare me to pull out my own cock and masturbate to the impromptu porn show she was putting on for me. I restrained myself from doing that with no small effort, if only because I think I would have given myself away with my involuntary moaning as I pleasured myself.

Suddenly J started to buck wildly and Sidz started gyrating more frenziedly until they both orgasmed in a hot sticky mess. Sidz lifted her arse slightly and let J’s cum dribble from her mouth back onto his shaft and greedily licked it up, dribble it out again and then slurp it all up a final time. She then licked her lips, raised her eyebrows inquisitively, and looked at me with an expression that said, “well, did you enjoy that, boss?”

I think she knew what the answer was because the bulge in my trousers was at her eye level and she looked at it and smiled naughtily, licking the tip of J’s cock to get the last of his cum. She then sat back on J’s face and I could hear his panting from the exertion of satisfying Sidz, who started to move her pussy slowly all over his face, making him moan with pleasure. I certainly knew that feeling. The last bit of cum around the base of J’s shaft was expertly scooped up by fingers tipped with scarlet red nail polish, and she began rubbing it on to her nipples. Not a drop wasted, I thought. What a girl; what a complete and utter slut!

Then she simply gave me a wave as if to say, time to leave before you’re seen and, after putting my eyes back in my head, and adjusting myself so I wouldn’t walk out bent double because of my raging hardon, I exited as quietly as I’d entered and returned to my car and waited to see what would happen next. Ten minutes later, a fully clothed, very stylishly dressed and extremely satisfied office manager exited the building and nonchalantly walked over to my car, opened the door and calmly sat next to me. Her first words were “did you enjoy the show?”

I stammered something incoherent and she followed it up with “ I wanted you to see how good a student I’ve become. I thought it would be better if you saw me in that position with J so you could give me any pointers on my technique.” I think I told her I would give her an A plus based on what I had seen, but I may just have gibbered something incoherent because she just giggled and followed up with, “ If you take me for breakfast I’ll suck your cock on the way,”. She started doing exactly that before I’d even managed to shift into first gear and had my cock swelling in her mouth before we’d even exited the car park.

Who knew Saturday mornings could be such dirty fun?!

Sidz sends her love and wet kisses to all you pussy hungry folks out there, and hopes you stay tuned to read about what she gets up to next.