Haressment Backlash Part One

Judy pulled or rather jerked out that stubborn bottom file cabinet drawer. She hated doing that right in front of Wendy desk. There was always some kind of sexist remark. Lifting out the file folder, she stood up checking the contents. 

"Nice show, but you forgot to close the drawer honey. Of course we both know why, you're just looking for an excuse to shimmy and shake those sexy buns for me again." Judy ignored her remark and got down on one knee this time to close the drawer but that exposed her thigh nearly to the panty line. 

"Damn it" she whispered below her breath, she didn't think the mini dress would creep up that much. Darlena insisted that she wear revealing clothes to work. She wanted people to enjoy and envy her great body; share the wealth visually anyway she always said.

"Oh wow, exposing that luscious black shank now. What's next honey, a complete strip tease? I'm getting so hot." Judy got up glancing icily at her tormentor but said nothing and returned to her desk. Wendy was her boss, sort of that is. She'd been with the company six years and at twenty-four was five years older. An out of the closet lesbian, she made sexual remark every day. Judy hadn't told her that she was BI and enjoying a sexual relationship with a married couple. It was none of her business but maybe if she knew, the harassment would stop. She would talk to Darlena and John again as soon as she got home.

"What's the matter ebony dear," Wendy continued, "are we not talking today?" 

"I have work to do and I told you before that I'm tired of your innuendoes. You don't know if I'm a lesbian and even if I was, why should I be interested in doing it with you?"

"I know you're 'a sister' honey. I've never been wrong yet and what's wrong with me? Look at me," she stood up and turned three hundred and sixty degrees. "I'm not voluptuous like you are of course but I've got a nice firm body. You got perky tits and mine are well ... bigger. You're black, I'm creamy white and blonde; we complement each other. I've got a lot of experience, you don't and I love to teach, hands on. How about it Ebony let's have a go at it tonight." She hated it when Wendy called her that. John called her Ebony; from him it was a term of endearment. Because of that, even though she didn't think it was exactly racist, she took it as an insult. Wendy did not know of course of her love affair with John and Darlena and naturally, she couldn't tell her. 

She got home that evening and met Darlena in the kitchen. They kissed and hugged warmly and Judy prepared to help with the meal. "I hear the shower going Darlena, is John home already?"

"Yes but he'll be leaving right after supper, he's flying out on business for at least one day."

"Oh but he promised ... you know, tonight. It's been three days."

"I know sweetie, you'll get a quick one before he leaves though, I'm sure." 

"It's not the same as in 'the room'."

"Ebony, you're home, let's have a kiss." John entered wearing a bathrobe, extending his arms. Judy flew into his embrace and kissed him passionately. "I don't have much time sweetie, would you take her panties off Darlena?" 

"Oh, these rules of engagement, do I really have to when I'm busy? I'm trying to get supper on the table." She sat a pot down on the stove and lifted Judy's skirt sliding her panties down. Judy lifted one foot and then the other as Darlena took them off. She lifted the skirt again and gave Judy's protruding black rear a couple of slaps. "Get on with it you two, supper will be ready in five minutes. 

"I'll draw cream in less than that," Judy panted as she loosened his robe and slid it off his shoulders. "Look Darlena it's throbbing already," she frigged his rod, turning her body so Darlene could see her husbands weapon. 

"You're wasting time doll, stop talking and jump to it," Darlena laughed shaking her head.

"No she's not jumping on it. Bend over the island Ebony." She eagerly presented her rear, squirming impatiently and reached between her thighs for the guidance. He whacked her twice, before closing in and let her position his engorged mushroom in her ever-ready target. She moaned with relief as he gently drove it home. Darlena leaned over the island and kissed her softly.

"You love that feeling don't you honey." She was holding two plates of food and left for the dining room. 

"Ooooh Darlena ooooh you don't know how much" He began stroking her slowly, while groping her thighs. Darlena returned picking up another plate.

"Better get on with it honey, you've got a plane to catch." She kissed Judy again and then John, muffling their moans. He ratcheted up the action making her moan louder with each stroke. "Darlene left again and returned for more, "do you want dessert dear?" He shook his head. She opened the fridge looking back at them. "What do you guys want to drink, juice or pop?" There was no answer only passionate moans as he closed in on the main event." Darlena shook her head and brought juice to the dining room. John moaned his ejaculation and slowed to a stop as she returned. She handed Judy a towel, "get John and yourself cleaned up, supper is on the table."

Judy dropped to her knees and suckled her hors d'oeuvre noisily.

"Table manners please Judy," Darlena quipped. "No slurping!"

Judy dried him off and then stood up, drying her vagina while pouting. 

"Sorry to rush Ebony, Darlena will get you off later." Judy helped him on with his robe and they sat down for supper. 

Darlene sat next to Judy and put an arm around her. "Cheer up sweetheart we'll have fun tonight, just the two of us." Judy attempted to smile and nodded. "Is there something else wrong Judy you don't seem your lusty self today."

"Oh it's that Wendy-bother again, she won't stop."

"She is still harassing you Ebony," John said. Judy nodded. "Why don't you invite her over sometime and we'll indoctrinate her into the mysteries of the room for a night. That should fix her."

"No John please, I love you two; I don't want to share with her." Darlena hugged her again and kissed her on the cheek.

"We don't want you to do anything unless you enjoy it Darling but we share you with other women and couples. You like that don't you?"

"Yes but Wendy's not bisexual, she doesn't like men at all." Darlena glanced at John and they both smiled mischievously.

"That could be interesting John, she's crazy about Judy. I've seen her; she's a good-looking long legged hard body with an outsized soft-top. Maybe she would go to any length to earn Judy's body, including submitting totally to a man in return. This could be great fun, how about it Judy? Would you do it for John and me?"

"I will do anything for the two people I love most in the world but I would have to submit to her."

"Not very often maybe only once, as a matter of fact not for a week or maybe two after her first appointment in the room. It's your decision Judy," she kissed her on the cheek.

"Actually it would be fun to watch her encounter the room. What do you want me to do?" 

"Invite her for dinner next week some time, just don't tell her about us. We'll spring our relationship on her after dinner." 

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Judy wore a clinging knitted mini dress to work Monday morning that she knew would bring an immediate response from Wendy. She smiled and shook her head with each remark during the first half of the day. After lunch, she brought a report to Wendy's desk pretending she wanted advice. Usually she would stand in front of her desk but this time she stood next to her and bent over to leaf through the pages. She explained her feigned problem and it only took a few seconds before a hand began to slide up her inside thigh. She pushed Wendy's hand away and stood up.

"Come on Wendy, get serious I need this information."

"Sorry Judy, I have deviant hands. Show me that page again." Judy returned to her side and bent over the desk again. This time Wendy actually answered her questions and even added some advice about a related subject. Judy thanked her, picked up her folder and turned to go to her desk. Before she could take one step however, Wendy jammed a hand up under her skirt and clutched her mound. She was wearing very flimsy undies just for that purpose and Wendy managed to run one finger in between her labia and nearly penetrated her vagina. 

"Wendy are you crazy?" She jerked away and ran to her desk where she sat down and closed her eyes while pretending to gasp for air. "We got to talk Wendy, this has gone on far enough!"

"I'm always willing to negotiate your surrender Ebony; what will it be, your castle or mine?" Judy ignored her, concentrating on her work. Someone came in and Wendy was kept busy until coffee break. Wendy asked her again during break, where they should talk.

"We can talk right here, I can't go on like this we have to get this problem resolved." She glanced at Wendy her lips parted while breathing deeply.

"I'm getting to you, right Ebony? I'll let down my drawbridge tonight and we can negotiate the terms of an armistice. Smoke a piece pipe, if you like."

"No it has it has to be at my place, Wednesday night at seven for dinner. There is one condition though; you won't harass me any more in this office. If you do, our dinner date will be off. Oh, and one more thing, don't ever call me Ebony again." 

"All right, Judy it is," Wendy said, her face beaming with the smile of a triumphant warrior.