As Tanya, Tara and Tina left for lunch, Tim went to sit behind the computer, trying to calm down his extreme arousal. He could only hope the humiliating wetness of his trousers would have time to dry off before the end of the afternoon. He couldn't believe how recklessly they'd been teasing him. The mere thought of their expert manipulations on his desperate boner was enough to keep his arousal at fever pitch. When they came back from lunch, his erection had anything but subsided. Tanya went to sit on the desk beside the computer, letting her sun-tanned legs dangle down, her spike-heeled sandals nearly touching his thighs. Her position gave him a plunging view under her mini-skirt, fully exposing her bare pussy to his luscious eyes. He felt his cock throb from expectation. She asked him:

"Well, Tim, did you have a nice time? You know we had a wonderful lunch! I think Teiko missed you! When we told her about your little accident, she said she really would have enjoyed seeing you get all creamy... Oh, by the way, I see you've not yet had time to dry up, have you?"

Tim gasped as Tanya rested her right foot over his bursting rod. The spike of her heel was grazing over the wet spot surrounding his desperate cock-head. The purposeful motion was having him right on the edge yet again. But Tanya removed her foot just as he felt about to erupt. She told him:

"Oooh, Tim! You must be so thirsty! You know, I'll do you a favor! I'll let you eat my sweet pussy! You'd like that, wouldn't you? Cum on, Tim, it's right here for the taking!"

Tanya opened her legs wide apart as her hands grabbed Tim's head and drove him towards her dripping pussy. Tim went ballistic as he started licking it, driving his hungry tongue inside it until he felt her explode in an overwhelming orgasm. Her spiked heel started massaging his aching balls as she came, causing the tight fabric of his trousers to rub up and down his rock-hard boner. Once again, she had him wavering right on the brink of orgasm. She emerged from her ecstasy:

"Oooh, Tim, that was soooo good, you know? You know you made me cum soooo hard with your tongue! Oooh, I'd love to feel that hard cock of yours inside my hot wet pussy, you know?"

She went back to sit on her chair between Tara and Tina. Tina said:

"OK, Tim, I think we're ready now for the next part of your presentation. You're gonna show us your hardware, aren't you?"

Tim blushed:

"Oh, yes, Tina, that's about right. This afternoon we're going over the hardware setup of the system..."

As Tim launched the presentation, he was hoping he could stay seated behind the desk... But as he started talking about the first slide, Tara said:

"Oh, Tim, why don't you stand up so we can hear you better? Besides, we're not gonna see much of your hardware if you stay behind the desk like that, are we?"

Tim reluctantly stood up. Despite all that had occurred in the morning, he still felt utterly embarassed to expose his predicament to the sexy vixens. He felt completely vulnerable as their eyes focused on the seething outline of his rock-hard cock, threatening to tear through the thin fabric of his tight trousers. He laboriously went on through the presentation. His arousal kept at fever pitch as they went on with their relentless teasing. The mere sight of their exposed bare pussies flashing at him under their micro-skirts was enough to have his cock throbbing. And the way they dangled their stilettos and pointed them towards his helpless crotch was anything but making it easier on him. He finally managed to reach the last slide and was somewhat relieved to see they didn't have any questions. His trousers were now almost dry, but for the ever dripping precum his arousal kept causing. He walked out to his car, again seeking the protection of his briefcase to try and hide his helpless condition. He picked up his other suit from the dry-cleaner on the way home. The cold shower barely helped to lessen his arousal. Once again, he had to change into the outrageously tight jeans Tanya wanted him to wear every night. He genuinely hoped she would call him and they could finally have their date. He was about to try and find some sleep when his phone rang. His heart started pounding wildly as he heard Tanya tell him:

"Hi, Tim! I hope I'm not bothering you? You know I want this date with you so much! It makes me so hot to think about your big hard cock waiting to get inside my tight pussy! But I'm so tired tonight, you know? I think I've had so many orgasms today, I just need to get a bit of sleep. Ooooh, Tim, you know even now as I'm talking, I'm laying naked on my bed, fingering myself to another orgasm as I think about your hard cock wanting me so bad, helplessly trapped inside your tight jeans! You're wearing them, aren't you, Tim? Now, please do me a favor! I want you to stroke that hard cock very slowly as I finger myself. No, don't take it out! Don't ever think of letting your hard thingy get some fresh air, uh? Just stroke it for me right through your jeans. I want you to keep it right on the brink of cumming, you know? But be careful, hmmm? You still want to save it all for me, don't you? Ooooh, yes, Tim, stroke that hard cock for me, baby! Ooooh, Tim, I'm cumming so hard knowing how desperate you are for relief! Ooooh Yes, Tim! Ooooh, I'm cumming! Ooooh tell me baby, tell me how close you are..."

Tim answered:

"Ooooh, Tanya! You know I'm so close! Oh, please, Tanya! My cock's aching for you so much, you know? I think one more stroke and I'm gonna explode! Why don't we have our date tonight, Tanya? Oh, please! I want you so bad!"

Tanya went on:

"Oh, Tim! I love to hear how bad you want me! You know it makes me so hot, baby! But I told you I'm too tired tonight... Oh, are these strokes having you right on the brink? Ooooh, Tim, I love to know you're about to explode for me! Oooh, keep it up, baby! Just count fifty more long slow strokes for me, baby! I'm sure you can make it! I want to know you want me so much you can control yourself and save it for me! Tell me, Tim, how does your hand feel on your cock, stroking yourself through that tight silky material? You must be right on the brink of spurting, hmmm? Oh, please, Tim, do it for me, baby! I want to hear you count the strokes as I finger myself to another orgasm!"

Tim had no choice but to do just what Tanya was asking. He had to tease himself with the long slow strokes, knowing he had to do everything to refrain from cumming. He started counting aloud:

"One, Oooooh, Tanya! Aaaah... Two..."

Each stroke only increased the effort he had to make to control himself. He felt he had drifted to a shaking trance-like state as he finally made it to the last strokes. He heard Tanya explode in a seemingly shatterring orgasm as it took all his will power to prevent his own oncoming eruption. Tanya was breathing heavily as she said:

"Ooooh, Tim! That was sooo good! You know you made me cum so hard, baby! I think I'm gonna have a good nice sleep, now! You kept it all for me, didn't you? Hmmmm, that's a good boy! Well, nice dreams, Tim, see you tomorrow!"

She hang up and Tim was left left to deal with a level of arousal he had never thought possible. At least, he could finally take off his confining clothes and lay back on his bed. But his cock kept pointing skywards, his arousal unable to subside as he desperately tried to find some sleep. He finally drifted away into a restless slumber. Now what was he doing naked on that hospital bed? It seemed he had broken his leg, The nurse was saying: "Wake up, Tim, it's time for your treatment!" He opened his eyes to see Tanya dressed in the sexiest nurse outfit, a white blouse that was so tight her braless tits seemed like they were going to burst out, along with the skimpiest white micro-skirt, so short her bum was almost showing as she walked towards his bed. He was helpless as she removed the sheets and exposed his rock-hard member. And when she started stroking it up and down with her white latex gloved hands, he immediately felt on the brink of a devastating orgasm. "Oooh, Tim! Your cock's so hard! Let me help you with it". Her expert manipulations soon had him rocketing towards his long expected relief. He could feel the surge of his eruption about to rise from his aching balls.

The phone was ringing again. Emerging from his sleep, he picked it up to hear Tanya's voice:

"Tim? Did I wake you up? You know I was just worried you might have a wet dream after all that stroking! You're still keeping it all for me, aren't you? That's a good boy! I'll tell you what. Why don't we have lunch just the two together tomorrow? You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

The next morning, Tim could hardly wait for lunch time. As he sat at his desk in his cream silk suit, the three little cock-teasers were doing everything to keep his arousal at fever pitch. Their skimpy micro-skirts barely reached below their pussies, and they made sure he noticed their total lack of panties. Tanya kept dangling her white spike-heeled sandals at him, causing his aching cock to grow even more uncomfortably hard inside his confining trousers. He felt his dream was finally about to come true as Tanya kept her promise and asked him to take her to the "Spicy T's" for lunch. They went in his convertible, and as he drove, she reached over with her right hand and started rubbing his cock to full erection. She commented:

"Oh, Tim! Those right-hand drive british cars are so convenient, aren't they? With your gear here down your left thigh, it makes it so ... accessible!"

Her expert hand was making sure he was right on the brink of spurting into his trousers as she added:

"I really love feeling your hard cock through that silky fabric, you know?"

Tim wondered how he avoided jumping a red light as his concentration was seriously impaired by Tanya's expert ministrations. He parked the car, and had to hold his jacket in front of him to hide his raging hard-on as they entered the restaurant. It was Teiko who attended them, and she took his jacket from his hands straight away:

"Here, Tim, let me help you with your jacket! Well, glad to see you again! I heard you had a little accident yesterday, uh? Hmmm, I sure can see you look all nice and ready in your creamy trousers... So tight and revealing, you know? I can see that wet spot showing right through! Did naughty Tanya play with you on the way? Well, be careful not to let her get them even more creamy!"

Tanya whispered something into Teiko's ear, and she took them to a glass table in a secluded corner. Tim found himself seating against the wall, with Tanya sitting across him. As Teiko left them alone, Tanya asked him:

"Tim, you don't mind if I rest my legs a while on your chair, do you?"

Without even waiting for Tim's stuttering agreement, she stretched her legs, resting her white spike-heeled sandals over his crotch. He felt as hypnotized as she dangled her 'I Love to tease' anklet, purposely grazing it over his engorged cock-head. Pinned as he was against the wall, he had no room to move backwards as Tanya started stroking his helpless cock with her heels under the table. She commented:

"Hmmm, that transparent table is so convenient! I can see everything, you know? You like that, Tim, don't you? You like feeling my heels masturbate you through those tight silky trousers, uh?".

She had him right on the brink as Teiko came back to take their order. Teiko commented:

"Wow, Tanya! That's so wicked! You're really about to have him cream his trousers, aren't you? But can you imagine how he's gonna get back to work after that? He's got no underwear, has he? That would be so embarrassing! Hmmm! You mind if I watch?"

Teiko started fingering herself as Tanya brought Tim ever closer to a shattering orgasm. He started pleading:

"Oh, Tanya, not here please! Listen to Teiko! You know I can't control myself any longer, don't you?"

Just as he was about to erupt, the spike of her heel proceeded to rake over the sensitive spot on the underside of his cockhead. The expert ministrations were too much for Tim and he felt the rise of an uncontrollable orgasm start erupting up the length of his helpless member. His cock gave an obvious twitch as his first jet of cum started helplessly spurting out. At that crucial moment, Teiko suddenly reached down and plucked his cockhead between her fingers in a vice-like grip. She held the tight squeeze upon his desperate member, waiting for the surge of his abruptly interrupted orgasm to fully subside.

"Hmmm, Tanya! I think I was just in time, wasn't I? Without that little T-Spot treatment, he would have spurted his load full, wouldn't he? See how wet his trousers have gotten already!"

Teiko fingers were making sure his frustrated cum jet was thoroughly wiped into the fabric of his trousers. Their soaking wetness was an utter embarassment under the transparent glass table. Tim feebly asked:

"Please, Teiko, could you bring over some napkins?"

Teiko replied:

"Oh, Tim, I'm afraid we've run out of them today! But you'll have your usual Creaming Stiletto, won't you? Although Tanya's already got you so creamy!"

The whole lunch was a sheer torture to Tim. Tanya pursued her maddening ministrations, keeping him right on the edge of cumming as she relentlessly masturbated his helpless cock with her expert heel. Given the already utter wetness of his trousers, all he could hope was for some final relief. He could barely eat as he concentrated on the sensations Tanya's heel were causing on his overly aroused member. As they finished their desserts, Tanya once again started her purposeful raking on the underside of his aching cock-head. This had Tim on the very edge of spurting his whole worth of cum right through his trousers.

Teiko turned up at that precise moment, and started fingering herself as she commented:

"Oh, Tim! Tanya's got you right on the brink again, hasn't she? I can see your cock twitching so desperately under her heel... You're just about to flood your sexy trousers all full of cum, aren't you? Oh, cum on, Tim! I wanna see you cum under Tanya's heel! It makes me so hot watching!"

Teiko made no attempt to interfere and just stood watching as Tanya relentlessly brought him past the point of no return. Cornered as he was against the wall, he could offer no resistance. Tim thought his relief had finally arrived as he felt a jet of cum rocket from deep inside his balls up the length of his trapped rock-hard shaft. But Tanya's heel suddenly applied a very firm pressure to his cock-head with her heel, cutting him off right at the start of his orgasm. Tim almost cried out of frustration as Teiko commented:

"Tanya! You just gave him the T-Spot treatment with your heel there, didn't you? Oh, that's so wicked! Can you see how wet you've gotten him? Look!"

She reached down, squeezing his rock-hard member to near eruption as she wiped his interrupted cum jet all through the thin fabric of his trousers. This only made his situation more embarrassing. As he paid the bill, he asked Teiko:

"Teiko, please! Could you bring me my jacket now? I really need it before I can stand up, you know!"

Teiko answered:

"Oh, Tim, I sure can see that! Don't worry, I'll let you have it on the way out!"

As they stood up and walked towards the exit, Tim tried to hide behind Tanya, but she made sure to keep on the side, having him display his condition to whole the patrons that were seating there. Tim was blushing with the embarrassment. The obvious hardness of his erection seething through the soaked material of his tight trousers didn't leave much doubt over the nature of his predicament. Teiko finally handed him his jacket at the door, and he held it in front of him as they walked to his car.

The drive back to work was even more of a torture for Tim. Even before they pulled off, Tanya leaned towards him and started french-kissing him as she said:

"Oh, Tim! Thanks for the lunch! I really enjoyed it, you know!"

She drove his hand to her naked snatch, having him finger her to orgasm under her micro-skirt. Meanwhile, she was busy keeping his rock-hard cock on the brink of eruption, deftly masturbating him through the silky material of his trousers with her expert right hand. The wetness of the fabric made the sensation even more intense, providing just the right amount of lubrication. Tim could only hope she would give him the final release, but she applied her expert squeeze technique every time he felt about to spurt. Meanwhile, the sexy little teaser enjoyed several powerful orgasms as he fingered her dripping pussy. They finally stopped their passionate embrace, and Tim proceeded to drive back to work. Tanya kept relentlessly working on his shaft as he drove, and he thought he would erupt any moment under her expert manipulations as she had him teetering on the very edge of climax. The wetness of his trousers was anything but subsiding, and Tim considered making up an excuse for not coming to work that afternoon. But when he mentioned that to Tanya, she said:

"Tim! Don't be silly! You've got your jacket, haven't you? I'm sure nobody will notice anything!"

Tim reluctantly parked his car and walked into the office, holding his jacket to cover his predicament. He quickly went to his desk and sat down. At least he felt relieved to see that Tara and Tina weren't back from lunch yet. He had been quite concerned about what further embarrassment they might have put him in. He tried to concentrate on his work, hoping his arousal would calm down, and the wetness of his trousers dry down. But his respite didn't last long. As soon as Tara and Tina entered the office, he knew he was in trouble. Tara asked him:

"Hi, Tim! So did you enjoy your lunch with Tanya? You look a bit flabbergasted here behind your desk! Is everything OK?"

Tim stuttered:

"Oh, y-yes, Tara! I'm quite fine! The lunch was, er, wonderful!"

Tina walked towards his desk:

"Hmmm, Tim, I'm sure it was! Tell me, there was something I wanted you to show me... A software thing, I mean!"

She went to stand between him and the desk, her legs straddling his left thigh. As she seemingly reached for the keyboard, she caused his pen to fall down from the table's edge to the floor. Tim was about to pick it up when she said:

"Oh, sorry Tim! Don't worry, I'll take care of that!"

Tina slowly knelt down to pick up the pen, making sure her micro-skirt would hike up and reveal the full nakedness of her luscious bums. Although Tim was already aware of her total lack of panties, the sight only caused his erection to jump to full attention once again. As she stood back up and put the pen back on his desk, she suddenly complained:

"Oh, Tim! I think I've got a cramp in my leg! You don't mind if I sit down for a while, do you?"

Without even waiting for his muffled approval, Tina let herself fall down over his lap, straddling his left thigh between hers. She made sure the crack of her naked ass would rest right on top of his rock-hard member, and started slowly wiggling it over his cock-head. Tim found it hard to fight the surge of a mounting orgasm as Tina commented:

"My, Tim! You're all wet down there, aren't you? I can feel it against me! Don't tell me little wicked Tanya gave you the T-Spot treatment right inside the restaurant, or did she? Now I understand why you're sitting at your desk like that! Oh, Tim, I just have to feel it and make sure it's for real!"

Tina reached down with her hand and grabbed Tim's leaking cock-head through his trousers. Her purposeful ministrations soon had him rocketing out of control towards eruption. His state of arousal was now so intense that his promise to Tanya had moved to a faraway corner of his willpower. Nor was the fact that he was now sitting at his desk, and anybody could turn up at the next moment. All he wished for now was for Tina to give him that final relief he'd longed for so many days. As she kept expertly masturbating him to the brink of a shattering orgasm, he could feel his body tense in electrifying anticipation. But just as his cock started twitching, Tina gave it a tight squeeze and removed her hand. He felt the waves of his nearly attained climax slowly receding, leaving his cock aching for further stimulation. Tina commented:

"Wow, Tim! You were just about to shoot your full cum-load into your trousers, weren't you? Now, now! What do you think Tanya would say about that? Can't you control yourself better than that, taking advantage of me while I'm trying to relieve my cramp? Tanya, what do you think about that?"

Watching the whole scene from her desk, Tanya replied:

"Well, Tina! That was a pretty good little tease job there! I think Tim's really got to make amends now! Why don't have him give you a little massage to cure your cramp?"

Tina replied:

"Oh yes Tanya! That would be great! Here, Tim! I'll let you massage my ankle and get rid of that cramp! Just let me move it right within your reach..."

She hiked her bum higher over his crotch, and flexed her right leg so the sole of her spiked-heel boot rested right over his confined cock. The contact was enough to have Tim bursting near the brink again, but Tina quickly drove his hand down to her ankle, signaling him to start the massage. He tried to concentrate and ignore the sensations her kneading sole was creating inside his helpless member. It seemed as if she echoed his ankle massage with her boot, slowly masturbating his nearly bursting cock closer to the point of no return.

Tara walked towards them and commented:

"Wow, Tina! Be careful! I think you're about to have him explode right through his trousers if you keep on like this! Don't you know about his little foot fetish? I don't think he'll resist the feeling of your spiked-heel boot on his cock much longer, you know! See how tense he's getting under there?"

Tara reached down and plucked his cock-head between her fingers. Tim could hardly take any more stimulation, and was fighting all his might to maintain control. But Tina was getting only more vicious. She started working the tip of her high-heel over the sensitive underside of his desperate cock-head, knowing full well this would altogether make him lose the little control he still had. To make his situation even more desperate, she commented:

"Oh, Tara! I know exactly the state I'm putting him in, you know! Look! With his tight silk trousers and no underwear, he's really at my complete mercy, isn't he? I can have him flood his pants anytime I want to, just playing with his cock with the tip of my heel! You know how much I love to have a guy drooling at the edge like that, don't you?"

As she said that, Tina started fingering herself under her micro-skirt, and was soon taken away by an overwhelming orgasm. Tara followed suit, and closed her eyes as Tara resumed her maddening ministrations over Tim's helpless cock. Once again, the tip of her heel was driving him closer and closer to the edge. Fighting against the urge was pointless, as Tina had gained total control over his tremendous arousal. He knew he'd slipped beyond the point of no return as a cum jet suddenly rocketed from his balls up the length of his painfully hard member. He felt the jolt of his starting orgasm as the jet powerfully escaped from the tip of his cock and hit the confines of his tight trousers. He could feel the next jet of cum building up, the second of many more he knew were ready to erupt, to give him that eagerly needed relief he so much wanted.

That was ignoring Tara's fingers, still plucking the head of his cock, and aware of the slightest twitch that was occurring there. As soon as his first jet of cum had managed its escape, she tightly squeezed them over his T-Spot, making sure his orgasm would be interrupted as soon as it had started. Tim almost cried in agonizing frustration as she kept his boiling cum trapped inside his aching cock and balls. He couldn't believe how he'd been tricked again by the sexy little cock-teasers.

As the urge of his orgasm receded, Tara released her merciless grip and carefully wiped the globs of his frustrated cum into the already saturated fabric of his trousers. This quashed his last hopes they'd have time to dry up before the afternoon was over. Tara commented:

"Tim, you naughty boy! Letting Tina's heel have you start spurting into your silky trousers! Lucky I was there to make sure it didn't cum to a stickier end, uh? Did you forget your promise to Tanya?"

Tanya intervened:

"Oh, yes, Tara! I think Tim's been really naughty! We give him the chance to make amends, and he's making his case even worse. But I must say Tina's little heel job was very convincing, wasn't it? His poor erect thingy must be under so much pressure now! See how it can't stop quivering with the need for relief? And can you imagine how painful his blue-balls must feel, tautly squeezed by the tight confines of his silky trousers, his all worth of cum desperately trapped inside them? Wow, it makes me so horny just to imagine the state he must be in! Now to make up for his naughtiness, why not have him tongue our dripping pussies to as many orgasms as we wish? Don't you think we deserve it? Here, Tim, cum under my desk to start with! When I'm happy with your performance, you can proceed with Tara to thank her for her salvaging squeeze. And then it will be Tina's turn, to show all your appreciation for her expert heel job!"

As Tara and Tina went back to their desk, Tim reluctantly stood up, and tentatively picked up his jacket to cover his ever worsening predicament. As he prepared to walk to Tanya's desk as instructed, she told him:

"Oh, Tim, one more thing, you can leave your jacket at your desk, now. I don't know why you seem to hang on to it like you had nothing else to wear!"

Tim crawled under Tanya's desk, raising his head between her parted legs up under her micro-skirt, until his tongue reached her naked pussy. The sweet scent of her dripping juices was making his arousal but more intense, as she tightened her thighs over his head, driving his tongue deep inside her. The sexy little tease made sure her high-heeled sandals were resting over his crotch. She proceeded to slowly massage his aching cock right through the thin material of his tight trousers. His arousal was at fever pitch, and she could feel it. She softly moaned as the skillful motion of his tongue drove her to a powerful orgasm. But it wasn't enough for her. She quickly regained her senses and grabbed his head between her hands, driving his tongue even deeper into her steaming cunt. After a while of exquisite stimulation, she let him catch his breath. Her knowing heels were keeping him right on the brink as she had him suck her love button to another orgasm. She squeezed his head tightly between her thighs as she came. Without respite, she drove his tongue inside her again, and had him eat her to a third overwhelming orgasm, just as she teased his aching erection near to the point of eruption. She finally released her grip, and motioned him to Tara's desk.

Tim had to repeat the same routine with Tara, and then with Tina. The expert cock-teasers were making sure his arousal stayed at its peak as they had him eat their sexy pussies to several intense orgasms. He could only hope no one would come and find him crawling under their desks in such a compromising position. Meanwhile, the purposeful ministrations of their sexy heels on his desperate member were having him drip generous amounts of precum. At the end of it all, Tim was left with his huge hard-on straining against the tightness of his ever more saturated trousers. He limped back to his desk and sat down. The afternoon was almost over, and it soon was time for them to leave. Once again, Tim had to clumsily hold his jacket to cover the telltale appearance of his crotch. He took a deep breath as he finally got into his car. He knew he would still have to confront the sexy dry-cleaner attendant on his way home, as he definitely needed to pick up his clean trousers for tomorrow.

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