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Jessica straightened up cautiously and was about to turn around when she heard the door open. She yanked her skirt down in a panic and hastily straightened it. When she looked up, Jake was headed off down the hall with his briefcase in his hand.

She wanted her jacket but he was halfway to the elevators. She took a hasty long stride, then stumbled, and nearly fell as the plug in her ass moved and wiggled. Her eyes were wide and her mouth open in a soundless O as she hurried to catch up. The heavy weight of the plug and the movement had her mind focused on her ass like never before.

The hall was enough distance for Jessica to recover her composure somewhat before it opened out into the main room of the office. She was still very much aware of the plug and the jolts of pleasure shooting out from it to pool in her sex. She walked with her shoulders back and medium steps.

Her nipples were tingling and itching from rubbing on the blouse and she just knew that everyone in the room was looking at her. They weren't of course but she felt so exposed, like everyone knew about the butt plug and that she didn't have her panties or bra on.

The doors of the elevator opened as she caught up. Jake moved to the back and leaned on the wall. She stood beside him. No one was on board but they both knew it would be full by the time they reached the ground, packed like a sardine can.

Jessica was well aware of Jake's hand on her ass. The tingling itch from the spanking was more pronounced as he caressed her through the rough material of the skirt. He patted her low on her ass, down very near to that plug that was so much on her mind.

"How does that feel?" he asked softly.

"Interesting," she whispered shakily.

He grinned at her and patted her ass harder. "I'm glad you like it and just for your information and contemplation, when I pull it out, I'm going to replace it with my dick and fuck you long, hard, and deep."

Jessica stiffened sharply and then moaned as the plug shifted its heavy weight. Before she could figure out what to do or say, the elevator doors opened and the first load of people got on. Jake continued to play with her ass, even to the point of slipping his hand up under the skirt and rubbing a fingertip over the butt plug.

There wasn't much of a chance of anyone noticing with the packed house but the thrill of being played with in public had Jessica on a boil by the time they reached the ground level. Her legs were shaky and her knees weak as they crossed the lobby. Once out front, the steps down to the street became a new thrill.

She would step down and the plug would wiggle and shoot a jolt straight to her pussy. Step, wiggle, jolt, step, wiggle, jolt, it went on and on. By the time they reached street level and Jake opened the limo door, Jessica was holding onto his arm and shaking. He helped her into the limo and then grinned as she sat down hard.

Jessica went off like a bomb, withering, and moaning loudly, oblivious to everything around her. Her hands came up to caress her breasts through the silk blouse as her thighs tensed and relaxed. Her hips were flexing back and forth, which moved the butt plug around in her sensitive ass. This just fed her orgasm.

Jake was well aware of the driver watching Jessica in his mirror as he waited for her to calm down. The grin on the driver's face said it all and pretty much matched the one on his own face. Strong, powerful Jessica was having a barnburner of an orgasm right in front of everybody and totally didn't care.

When Jessica stopped moving so much, Jake told the driver, "To the restaurant, James."

"Yes, sir," was his reply and then the car moved smoothly away from the curb.

Jake looked over at Jessica and smiled. Her eyes were locked on the rearview mirror and they were wide with panic as she finally realized that the driver had watched her have that mind-numbing orgasm. When Jake patted her on the thigh, her head snapped around toward him and anger was written all over her pretty face.

"I can still spank you and I will, right here in this car. I'll hike that skirt up and blister your bare ass while the driver watches," he threatened. "I'll even turn so he gets a good look at that red heart sticking out of your ass."

A mixture of fear and embarrassment instantly replaced the anger as Jessica dropped her eyes and shivered. She had been tempted to go off on him and call his bluff but she knew deep down inside that he wasn't bluffing. The thought of him spanking her in front of the driver, her bare ass sticking up as he did, had her pussy twitching and itchy.

"Now sit back and relax, it's about ten minutes to the restaurant."

Jake's left hand caressed Jessica's inner thigh as they started across town. It ran from her knee to as far up toward her pussy as the tight skirt would allow. When he would twist his wrist at the top of the caress, his fingertips were just a fraction of an inch from her outer lips. They were maddening close but too far away.

Jessica wanted to slip farther down in the seat and to spread her legs but the driver's eyes in the rearview mirror reminded her that he would see her if she did. The thought of him seeing her pussy and seeing Jake caress it made her moan softly and flex her hips. When she did, Jake's fingertips barely brushed the skin on her sex.

She inhaled sharply as her knees moved apart before she could think about it. The next caress of Jake's hand brought his fingertips in direct contact with her sex. Jessica shivered hard and opened her legs wider as a finger traced up along her slit. Her hips jerked as it bumped against her clit.

They stopped at a light and the driver's eyes were staring at her in the mirror. Jessica gave out with a whimpering moan and started to close her legs but Jake's fingertip flicked her clit again and she froze, her eyes closing as the jolt of pleasure hit her. He flicked her clit again and then rolled it around. Jessica felt her hips flex up and press her clit tighter to him.

As they pulled away from the light, Jake leaned over and whispered in her ear, "You like him looking at your wet pussy as I play with it, don't you?"