The Office: Robert California - Sex Stories

The Office: Robert California

... butt cheeks, pulling her in closer. She nibbled on her playmate's clit, trying to give her as much joy as possible. She could hear Robert stand up, and take a spot on the couch next to her and Erin.

Interrupting Pam from eating out her friend, Robert asked if she was ready for a shower. Even though she didn't have a change of clothing, she thought they could all use a nice hot shower. They all smelled a little funky. Showering together sounded like it might be fun.

"Yeah, that's a good idea."

Only it wasn't the kind of shower Robert had in mind.

Without warning, Erin spread her pussy lips and started peeing on Pam, splashing a stream of warm golden liquid onto her cheek, and all over her brand new white silk blouse. Pam was shocked by the kinky golden shower, ducking her head, with her eyes closed and her mouth wide open. She was speechless, caught completely off guard by the sudden foray into watersports.

The drenched sandy-haired milf slowly opened one of her eyes, peering out to see if it had stopped raining. Erin hopped down off the couch, making Pam think that the pissing was over. However, Robert was kneeling on the couch, holding his thick cock, looking as if it was his turn.

Pam tensed up, thinking she was going to get peed on again. She was ready for the worst, but breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that this one was meant for Erin. She sat back and watched in awe as Robert unleashed a long steady stream, soaking their cute little ...

... friend. He looked like a fireman, hosing down Erin from top to bottom. She got it much worse than Pam. She was almost unrecognizable, with her matted red hair hanging down in her eyes, covering most of her face. Droplets of his piss trickled down her chest, dripping off her nipples, onto the couch. Erin stood there with a sheepish grin, smelling of urine, not the least bit bothered by being treated as Robert's personal toilet.

Pam was definitely more disgusted, looking down at her soaked blouse, that was ruined because of some kinky peeing fetish.

"What the hell, Erin? My shirt is ruined!"

Erin just smiled innocently, clearing the stringy wet hair from her eyes.

"I thought you said it was a good idea?"

Robert tried to clear the air after the obvious miscommunication. He told Erin to go get cleaned up. While the drenched receptionist wandered off to take a more conventional shower, Robert also told her to bring back "Big Blue" when she got the stink rinsed off of her.

Pam looked up at Robert, expecting him to ask her to get cleaned up as well. The thought never crossed his mind. He quickly tried to explain his kinky watersports fetish, again trying to impress the naive worker that it was a European thing. Pam wasn't buying it.

"Well we're in America, and we don't go around peeing on each other!"

She was definitely irate, giving Robert the evil eye as she unbuttoned her soggy blouse.

This only made the eccentric boss even more horny. He loved hot-tempered ...