Chapter 3
Peggy Bancroft was quite nervous when she arrived that afternoon for her job interview. The store was beautifully appointed with deep, rich carpeting and crystal chandeliers. Rather than being one big room, the store was divided into several salons where the beautiful merchandise was elegantly displayed. The quiet atmosphere of the store suggested money and luxury.
"I'm looking for Mr. Trent," Peggy smiled, approaching a well-dressed woman who was obviously a Clerk. "I have an appointment with him."
"Your name?" the woman asked. "Peggy Bancroft," she answered. "Oh, yes," the clerk smiled. "He's expecting you."
She was led down a beautifully paneled hall to a luxurious office where a man in his early forties was sitting behind a desk.
"Mr. Trent," the clerk said, "This is Mrs. Bancroft."
As the man stood up, extending his hand, Peggy was immediately attracted to the handsome man.
"Hello, Mrs. Bancroft," he smiled, "Please sit down."
Noticing the approving glance he gave her legs, Peggy was glad that she'd worn the short plain skirt. The man was casually dressed in an open shirt and an expensive jacket. Peggy noticed his thick brown hair and the way it was so beautifully styled.
Without wasting time, he asked Peggy several questions pertaining to antiques, and although she admitted that she had no professional experience, he was quite impressed with her wide knowledge of the subject.
Explaining to her that he was too busy to attend all the auctions himself, he told her he was looking for someone that he could train as a buyer.
"Of course," he continued, "you would have to work as a clerk as well, until you become better acquainted with our buying practices."
Within an hour they had agreed on a salary and it was decided that Peggy would start the following Monday.
When Peggy got home that evening, she was bubbling with an excitement not shared by her husband and children.
"But I don't understand why you want to work," Fred Bancroft muttered, toying with his knife and fork.
"Oh, honey," she laughed, "it's just because I'm bored with nothing to do all day."
"But the children?" he argued.
"I'll be home by five o'clock," Peggy replied. "They'll only be alone for a couple of hours, and God knows, they're old enough to take care of themselves."
Little Chuck was suddenly excited. With his mother gone, he'd be able to fuck his sister every afternoon.
"Sure, Mom," he suddenly sided with his mother. "Sherry and I can take care of ourselves."
Sherry smiled over at Chuck, knowing what the little fucker had on his mind.
"I agree with Chuck," the girl said to her father, suddenly realizing that she could sneak Rick and Frankie into the house while her mother was working.
"Well," Fred sighed, "it seems that I'm out voted."
"Then you don't object?" Peggy asked excitedly.
"It's up to you," Fred smiled. "If the children don't mind, I don't."
The next few weeks were filled with excitement for Peggy. She enjoyed working and learning in the luxurious surroundings of the store, but most of all, she loved attending the auctions with Mark Trent. They spent two or three afternoons a week at these events where the man patiently explained buying procedures to Peggy.
Another thing she enjoyed were the quiet lunches they shared on these buying expeditions. Mark Trent was a charming man and Peggy was fascinated with his company. Peg felt that the man was attracted to her and this was quite flattering to her, yet their association had remained on a business level. He never made any advances; still, he was extremely attentive to Peggy.
"You've certainly been learning fast," he smiled over his coffee, one afternoon at lunch. "You're picking this up much faster than I ever expected."
"Thank you, Mr. Trent," she replied, flattered with the compliment.
"Please, Peggy," he continued, "I wish you'd call me Mark."
"Okay, Mark," she replied, using his given name for the first time. She noticed a strange intense expression in his eyes that faintly "bothered her.
"You'll soon be able to handle these auctions by yourself," he continued after a long pause.
Peggy felt a momentary pang of uneasiness at the thought of these lovely lunches coming to an end. She realized how much she would miss these pleasant afternoons with the man.
As time passed, it became obvious to the Bancroft household that Peggy's working hadn't changed their lifestyle very much. She was always home early enough to prepare a good dinner, and her happiness was contagious to the whole family. Even when school was dismissed for the summer, the children seemed perfectly capable of taking care of themselves during the day.
It was a real ball for Sherry. She had worked out a satisfactory arrangement with her little brother by allowing him to screw her, in exchange for his leaving the house for long periods of time when she had her group sessions with Maria and the boys.
Dressing for work one morning, Peggy decided not to wear any hose because of the oppressive heat. Knowing that she was to attend an auction with Mark Trent that afternoon, she knew the gallery would be hot and stuffy. Being well-tanned from weekends by the family pool, Peggy slipped into a short summer dress that teasingly exposed her bare tanned legs.
Peggy spent the first two hours at work studying the catalogue of items that were to be offered at the auction. She made several notations on the margins as Mark had taught her. In this way they would have a handy reference when the bidding started.
Mark arrived around eleven-thirty and asked Peggy to bring the catalogue into his office. He was busy studying some papers when she entered, and it wasn't until he finally looked up that Peggy noticed a strange expression come over his face.
Mark faintly realized that Peggy had strangely excited him from the first time he'd interviewed her, but glancing up from his papers and seeing her smooth naked thighs so deliciously exposed beneath the brief skirt was enough to blow his mind.
"Here's the catalogue," she smiled as the man continued staring at her in numb silence. When he didn't answer, she placed it on his desk.
The usually composed man had never been so shaken in his life. His eyes slowly moved up from her bare thighs to her wide inviting hips and slim waist, then on to the big firm tits whose soft deep cleavage was so lusciously exposed by the low neckline of her brief little dress. Finally his gaze settled on her warm expressive eyes, framed by her lovely face.
"Are you all right, Mark?" she asked nervously as his glazed eyes stared into hers.
"Oh, er, yes," he stammered, trying to regain his self-control. Clutching at the edge of his desk, Mark felt his cock begin to throb wildly within the confines of his pants.
"God, you're beautiful," he whispered, his hands trembling with excitement.
"Thank you," she smiled nervously, unable to understand her employer's strange behavior.
Slowly standing up, Mark walked around his desk and placed his trembling hands on her shoulders.
"I mean it, Peggy," he repeated in a soft whisper. "You're beautiful."
Unable to control himself any longer, Mark grasped her waist, drawing her lovely body up tightly against his. Too startled to resist, Peggy could feel his big hard cock pressing against her from within his pants. She felt a strange excitement as his throbbing prick rubbed against her crotch through the thin material of her dress, yet she instinctively pushed at his chest, trying to free herself from his viselike grip.
"Don't," she gasped, shoving at him. "Have you gone crazy?"
Not releasing the startled woman, Mark reached down and grasped her firm ass, pulling her squirming pussy up tighter against his pounding cock. Through her thin dress, Peggy could feel his hands massaging and kneading her butt while his fingers worked in and out of the soft crack between her fleshy ass-cheeks. Her shock was slowly turning to excitement as she felt his big hard dick rotating against her trembling pussy. The feel of his hands and fingers massaging the crack of her ass was really turning her on. Knowing that what was happening was all wrong, Peggy knew deep in her heart that she would surrender to him. As the excitement mounted in her trembling body, she suddenly threw her arms around his neck, drawing his mouth down against her hot open lips. Their mouths locked in a deep soul kiss, Peggy frantically ground her hot pussy against the big hard cock bulge in his pants.
Still clutching Peggy's squirming little ass, he lifted her feet from the floor and carried the woman over to a large couch. Laying her back on the sofa, Mark sat down on the edge of it, his hand moving up under her short dress against the soft flesh of her inner thighs. His cock gave a wild lurch when his probing fingers touched her juice-soaked little panties. Frantically hooking his fingers around the waistband of the flimsy little bikinis, he tore them off with one ripping motion. Raising Peggy's dress above her hips, Mark stared at the slippery little slit that was only inches from his eyes. The soft juicy pussy-lips were swollen with excitement, drops of hot cunt-juice glistening against the soft pink tissues. The hot fleshy hole was trembling with excitement and oozing warm slippery juices that began trickling down over her soft little ass. Her moist quivering cunt was a beautiful sight, deliciously nestled against her soft brown beaver.
Completely crazed by the tempting sight of her snatch, Mark gently parted her thighs and lowered his mouth and face into the musky warmth of her juice-drenched slit.
"Oh, my God!" squealed Peggy, feeling a tongue on her clit for the first time in her life. "Jesus Christ, that feels good!"
Muff-diving was something her husband had never done, and the first electric shock of Mark's soft thick tongue on her clitoris almost blew Peggy's mind. She was lurching and writhing frantically on the sofa as the excited man slurped wildly on her hot, open slit.
"Oh, Christ, Mark!" she squealed, biting on her own wrist. "That's good, honey, so fucking good!"
Clutching at her thrusting ass, Mark sunk his tongue even deeper into the hot depths of Peggy's juicy slit, his upper lip working deliciously against her hard clitoris.
"Shit, honey!" she screamed, pounding her clenched fists against the sofa. "I can't stand it, baby, I can't stand it! Oh, Christ, it feels so good, baby, so fucking good!"
Peggy was grabbing and twisting at her own tits and nipples, completely crazed by the wild new sensations induced by Mark's hot slavering mouth.
"Suck, baby, suck!" she screamed, pinching and twisting her big swollen titties. "Christ, baby, suck! Suck! SUCK!"
Peggy had lost all sense of reality. She was conscious of nothing else but the agonizingly delicious sensations that were screaming through her entire, pleasure racked body.
"Shit, honey, I'm coming!" she squealed, grabbing at Mark's hair and pushing his face tighter against her spit-soaked slit. "I'm coming, baby! I'm coming! Coming! COOMMIINNGGG!!"
Her lovely little body wrenched wildly as she exploded into the bell-ringing, all-consuming orgasm she'd dreamed about. Trembling from head to toe, wave after wave of ecstasy flowed through her body.
"God, that was wonderful," she whispered up to Mark as she slowly recovered from the fantastic climax.
"You're so lovely," he smiled, kissing her gently on the lips.
"And, honey," she giggled, looking down at the big hard cock-bulge throbbing in his pants. "If you'd lock the door and take your fucking clothes off, I'd sure like you to stuff that big cock up my cunt."
As Mark walked over to lock the door, Peggy quickly removed her dress. As he stood by the couch disrobing, Mark couldn't take his eyes from the lovely naked body that was squirming sensually around on the sofa.
Peggy stared excitedly up at the man as he slowly took off his clothes, one garment at a time. A delicious glow burned through her cunt when he finally dropped his shorts, revealing his big lusty cock thrusting proudly up from between his legs. She suddenly had a compelling desire to touch the big hard knob with her tongue. She had often wanted to take Fred's cock into her mouth, but she had always refrained, afraid of what he might think about it. Staring at the magnificent prick, Peggy sat up on the edge of the sofa. Reaching out, she grasped his hips, drawing Mark towards her. Gently taking the big stiff prick in her hands, she began lightly stroking the thick, hard shaft.
The feel of the big hard pole of meat only added to her mounting excitement. Her fingers sensually explored every sinewy bump and every pulsing vein on the thick, hard tool. Grasping the iron-hard dick in her hands, Peggy could feel the hot blood pumping through the extended veins of the magnificent big honker.
The big, shiny purple knob looked like it was ready to explode. Lowering her face, she lightly flicked the inviting cock-head with her tongue. The taste of Mark's prick was rather strong, but very exciting to the woman. Clutching tightly to the thick shaft, Peggy began licking greedily on the big, rubbery bulb. When her hot tongue contacted the sensitive underside of the knob, she could feel Mark lurch with excitement. Realizing that she had discovered an erotic nerve center, Peggy's tongue continued nibbling at the area with a feathery light pressure that was driving Mark wild.
Momentarily deserting the super-sensitive nerve center, Peggy began licking up and down the entire length of his hard shaft. His big thick cock saturated with her hot wet spit, Mark's legs were trembling with excitement as the lovely woman's tongue continued hungrily licking the entire underside of his throbbing prick. He could hardly control his shaking legs when her hot mouth and tongue reached his big lusty balls.
Wild with the exciting taste and aroma of a man's genitals, Peggy began sucking his balls in and out of her hot greedy mouth. The crinkly skin of his massive fuck-sac felt so exciting to her lips and tongue.
Sliding her lips back up the underside of the hard, glistening shaft, Peggy opened her lips and took the shiny knob deep into her eager mouth.
"Oh, my God," Mark gasped as her soft tender lips closed tightly around the head of his cock.
Sucking deeply, her tongue licking rapidly at the base of his knob, Peggy began pumping her grasping lips up and down over his trembling cock-head. With each bob of her plunging head, she was taking his prick deeper and deeper into her mouth.
"Jesus Christ!" he sobbed in a shaken voice. "Don't stop, honey! For Christ's sake, don't stop!"
Frantically grasping Peggy's hair, and pulling her face down harder around his trembling cock, the crazed man began thrusting his hips, actually mouth-fucking the lovely woman.
Peggy was not prepared for the hot stream of jizz that suddenly spurted out of the big throbbing cock. She had to swallow rapidly as the jerking cock-head continued squirting fuck-cream into her mouth. Though the bitter-sweet taste of cock-juice was new to Peggy, she found it strangely exciting. She sucked frantically on the spurting knob, not wanting to lose a single drop of the newly discovered liquid taste treat.
When the last drop of cum had been sucked out, Mark dropped to the couch, completely exhausted by the exciting blow-job.
"Christ, that was good," the man whispered when he slowly regained his strength.
"Was it?" she asked excitedly.
"God, yes," he sighed.
"I'm glad it felt good," Peggy giggled. "That's the first time I've ever sucked a man off."
"What?" Mark gasped.
"That's right," she laughed. "My husband is rather straight about sex."
"How about other men?" he asked, shocked at Peggy's statement.
"There haven't been any other ones," Peggy smiled. "You're the only man who's ever touched me except my husband."
"Any regrets," Mark asked nervously.
"Shit, no, you silly nut," she giggled, leaning over and covering his lips with her hot, open mouth. "And now I want you to fuck me."
"Christ," he laughed, looking down at his limp cock. "I'm hardly in any condition to screw."
"Don't worry," Peggy whispered, bending down and slipping his soft prick into her mouth. "It won't take me long to get that beauty hard again."
Gently swirling the limp tool around her tongue and lips, Peggy soon felt his cock swelling in her mouth.
"See," she giggled. "It likes me."
"It sure as hell does," he gasped, feeling the strength surging back into his cock.
Peggy trembled with excitement when she felt his prick reach full erection again. Locking her lips like a tight rubber band around the base of his knob, she flicked her tongue once more against the underside of his swollen, sensitive bulb. Sucking furiously on the head of his cock, she sensually ran her fingers lightly up and down the entire length of his excited shaft. Finally releasing his cock, Peggy raised her face, covering his lips with her hot open mouth.
"Oh, God, that's a delicious cock," she whispered, pushing her warm naked body against his hard flesh.
"He thinks you're pretty damned exciting, too," Mark smiled, tenderly caressing her soft ass-cheeks, feeling her trembling at the feel of his finger trailing lightly over her puckered little asshole.
"Oh, God," she whispered, rolling onto her back and lewdly spreading her soft, lush thighs. "Please fuck me, darling. I can't stand it any longer."
As he crawled between her trembling legs, she could feel his big hard cock brushing gently against the smooth soft flesh of her inner thighs. With an excited gasp, Peggy raised up, locking her hot open mouth over his panting lips, her soft, probing tongue swirling sensually around in his gaping mouth.
The soft, wet slackness of her warm, clinging lips sent tiny chills of passion through his entire body.
Reaching down, Peggy grabbed his hard dick as it moved slowly up towards her quivering fuck-hole.
"Oh, God, that big prick feels good," she moaned, closing her fingers around his big rubbery knob.
Reaching down, Mark cupped her soft ass-cheeks in his hands, pulling her body towards his slowly advancing prick.
"Oh, God, baby," she moaned, grinding herself tightly against his muscular body as she felt the head of his bloated cock pushing gently against her hot, slippery pussy lips. Reaching down, she grasped the throbbing cock and guided the big knob into her hot, juice-slickened pussy-hole.
Feeling her fiery cunt-lips sensually swallowing his pulsing cock-head, Mark suddenly slammed his rod all the way in her cunt with one excited thrust.
"EEEEGGGGHHHH!!" Peggy screamed in both pain and ecstasy as the cock ripped up through her hole, slamming against the end of her twat. Her hungry cunt filled with cock, she could feel his warm lusty balls nestled in the soft, wide crevice of her ass-cheeks.
"Oh, God, I love that," she whispered, screwing her body up tighter against his to make certain that all of the delicious prick was imbedded in her hungry, clasping cunt.
Clenching her teeth, she waited eagerly for the next thrust as he partially withdrew for another plunge. Peggy shivered with anticipation as his bloated shaft rubbed deliciously against the sensitive flesh of her cunt walls.
"Oh, God!" she squealed when the hard pole of meat once again ripped up into her lust-filled cunt. After the first two or three initial thrusts, he settled down to a steady rhythm of deep strokes in and out of the sucking hotness of her grasping pussy.
Peggy was completely out of her mind with ecstasy as wild new sensations raced through every excited nerve in her body. It was what she had always wanted fucking to be. She was sexually alive for the first time in her life and was enjoying every lust-filled second of it. Mewling incessantly under him, she was wildly throwing her hips up to meet every thrust of his plunging prick. Grasping his ass-cheeks in her hands, she pulled him violently against her, arching her hips up to take the full length of his tool. The open lips of her frothy cunt sucked and grasped at the very base of his cock, frantically trying to get even more of it into her hot, greedy pussy. She wished she could suck his whole hard, beautiful body up into her sex-starved cunt.
Mark could feel his cock-head growing bigger and bigger as it slithered up and down against the soft fleshy ridges of her grasping, sucking cunt walls. He could hardly believe this mewling, grasping, sex-crazed woman was his cool sophisticated employee. Mark thought his big blood-engorged cock-head would explode from the exquisite sensations induced by her frothy, hungry cunt.
As their wet slippery bodies ground frantically together, Mark began ramming his enraged cock faster and deeper into her eager fuck-hole. Peggy's hot, erect nipples burned into him as her lush soft tits squished salaciously against his chest.
"Oh, Mark!" she squealed with excitement. "Fuck me hard, baby, fuck me good! Oh, shit, honey, it feels so fuckin' good!"
The two lewdly locked people were screwing with a wild fury, their undulating bodies slapping together in wanton abandon. Frantically increasing the speed of their mutual thrusts, Mark could feel that delicious sensation building up in the nerve centers of his balls. He realized he was being hurled rapidly toward a climax.
"Oh, Christ, Mark, I'm gonna come!" Peggy screamed as she frantically drew her knees up over Mark's shoulders, exposing the full length of her juicy, open slit to his relentlessly pounding cock. "Fuck me harder, Mark, harder! Oh, shit, baby, fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK MEEEE!!"
Frantically clutching Mark, she sank her teeth into his shoulder. The wild ecstasy was almost beyond her endurance. The huge battering ram was pounding mercilessly into her eager cunt, slithering deliciously against her throbbing, hard clitoris.
"Oh, God! OOOOHHHH!!" she screamed, exploding into a wild orgasm at the feel of Mark's hot fuck-cream gushing out of his bursting cock-head.
"Squirt, baby, squirt!" she shrieked hysterically. "Fill me up, baby! Squirt me full! I'M COMMIINNGGG!"
Shuddering violently, she pushed her cunt up tighter against Mark, feeling little spurts of his jizz still squirting into her deliciously glowing twat. It was all so unbelievably beautiful. It was the first complete orgasm she had ever experienced in her entire life. She smiled softly as the delicious warm sensations flowed gently through her trembling flesh.
Drawing his face down to hers, she covered his lips with her hot open mouth, her tongue gently twirling and sucking around his.
"Oh, God, honey, that was good," she sighed, holding his handsome face in her hands.
"You're so lovely," he whispered.
They never did make it to the auction gallery that afternoon.