Chapter 10
Miss Goodly and her young construction worker stud bad spent an entire weekend together.
The older woman was definitely grateful to her young friend for showing her just how thrilling two and a half days of non-stop sex could be!
The alarm for Monday had been set at 7:00 AM. Miss Goodly and the construction worker both had to be at work by nine.
The early morning sun had just begun to peek underneath the window shades when the alarm went off with an annoying clanging sound.
Miss Goodly's hand reached up and shut it off. Her hand then reached under the warm blankets and grabbed the stiff member of the kid pressed up against her back.
She was hungering for more of that hot manmeat to inject more of its love juice deep into her eagerly awaiting cunt!
The two had already come three times the night before.
Miss Goodly had marveled at just how long her little lover could keep it up. Bobby had busily pumped away for four hours straight last night! It had been amazing!
But, for the woman who, up until now, had not really experienced the wonders of good, hard fucks, four continuous hours bad not satiated her thirst for sex!
She needed one more fix before the working day began!
Miss Goodly continued to pump Bobby's huge thick cock underneath the blankets and sheets. The kid was still half-asleep!
But his dick was as hard as a rock. And getting even harder as the seconds passed.
He stirred slightly, then finally opened one weary eye.
He couldn't believe his luck! This hot mama just wouldn't stop! He had never fucked someone so often in his life! And she apparently wanted more!
Well, Bobby was never one to refuse a morning time fuck (or a fuck at any time, for that matter!), so he gently motioned to Miss Goodly to turn around and face him.
The sexy woman did so.
Their lips met.
Bobby shoved his tongue deep down her throat.
Miss Goodly grabbed his limber body with trembling hands. She pulled his muscular mass towards her. She loved to feel his warm body next to hers!
Bobby was wasting no time! He suddenly shoved his huge cock deep into Miss Goodly's sex-starved cock.
She was already pretty damp. He began bucking into her, pounding up against her firm flesh.
His hands grasped her supple tits.
She moaned in pleasure.
"Oh, fuck me, Bobby, fuck me!"
The kid got on top of the woman and really began to pump.
The woman marveled at the sight of the lithe, slender, yet muscular body pounding against her own feminine flesh. She loved the manly smell that emitted from his sweat-soaked body as his rod plummeted into her waiting hole time and time again.
Lord! He had just brought her over the edge!
Miss Goodly felt a gushing sensation deep within herself. She knew she had come once again.
This young little stud could make her get off after only two seconds of his brutal fucking!
Bobby, also, seemed to reach his peak rather quickly. She supposed he was greatly turned on by her, also.
He was grunting wildly, now. His nostrils were flaring out, and his thrusts became more furious.
Suddenly, he was exclaiming "I'M COMMMIIINNGGG!!!!", and the woman felt a powerful jolt shake her moist pussy as the kid shot load after load of his creamy white sperm deep within her.
The two remained wrapped in one another's arms for a few seconds, then Miss Goodly exclaimed, "Goodness! We'll both be late for work if we don't get up immediately!! Come along, now!"
The two got out of bed, and Bobby smacked Miss Goodly playfully on her firm white ass.
"Okay," he said. "I get the shower first!"
Miss Goodly had been taken aback slightly by the playful slap on her buttocks. It would take her some time to get used to the kid's rather crude, yet cute, mannerisms.
"You certainly are NOT going to get the shower first!" she exclaimed.
The construction worker wondered what had come over the woman. Maybe because it was Monday morning, she was turning into the shrew he had first met at the office Friday. God, he hoped not. He wanted to be able to fuck her quite a few more times before they parted ways!
"And why can't I get the shower?"
"Because we're going to shower together, of course!" she exclaimed, letting loose a giggle of mirth.
Bobby smiled. He knew there would be many more fucks before their friendship ended ...
Rhonda really could not understand what had happened to her roommate. She had been missing the entire weekend!
Not that Rhonda bad put forth any effort in trying to find Alison; Tony had spent the weekend, and Rhonda had been rather glad her roommate had not been there!
After her strange day at the office Thursday, she was sure Alison would have wanted to join them in bed, or something!
Tony really was the best guy she had ever had sex with! Not only was he extremely big, which meant he touched her in places no men had ever thought of reaching, but he also knew exactly how she should be treated.
Roughly.
And Tony really did enjoy knocking his girls around. He knew they enjoyed it, too. Especially these filthy whores who paraded their wares around a stage. They were just asking for a big stud like him to rape them until they screamed for more!
And Rhonda was the perfect match for Tony. She was a slut and she knew it. And she also knew she should be punished for it.
Tony had punished her many times over the weekend.
Rhonda had loved every thrust of his huge Italian meat.
It was Monday afternoon and their shift at Millie's had just ended. The restaurant was characteristically empty. Once the businessmen's lunch breaks were over, there were virtually no other customers left to keep the restaurant busy.
So it was usually closed for a few hours before the dinnertime crowd arrived.
Tony thought this a suitable time to punish Rhonda in the stockroom.
"Get in the stockroom, bitch!" he hissed at her as she cleared the last of the burrito-stained plates off the last table.
Rhonda looked at him in amazement. "But Eric the cook is still here!" she gasped.
"He'll be leaving soon. Get the fuck in there, bitch."
Rhonda deposited the dirty plates and scurried into the tiny, darkened room.
She was still there, seated on a dusty cardboard box containing taco shells, when Tony arrived. He looked so sexy in his white shirt and black pants!
He closed the door, then grabbed her savagely. "I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you again!" he hissed.
Rhonda felt her juices begin to flow. All Tony needed to do was grab her like that, and she was his!
He rudely stuck his hand up her tiny waitress skirt, and pulled her pantyhose down to her knees. He thrust her back on the cardboard box and shoved his tongue deeply down her mouth.
His hand was resting on her moist crotch.
He shoved one thick digit deeply up the snatch. Rhonda moaned in pleasure.
"You fucking whore!" he spit out at her. "You love to have me fuck you, don't you?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Rhonda breathed.
Oh, she couldn't wait for this man to rape her with his massive rod!
Tony plunged in. After the first night on the dressing room floor of Go-Go Girls Galore, he hadn't been quite so uninterested in fucking her cunt (instead of her ass).
In fact, after that one anal violation, he hardly seemed interested in her butt anymore! It was her cunt that got all the attention, now!
And Rhonda couldn't have been more delighted! "Yeah, you're a dirty whore and dirty whores love to be fucked!"
"Oooh, yes we do!! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!!!"
Rhonda couldn't believe her luck: having sex right after the lunch shift! They would have to do it more often!
Tony shoved his massive member deep inside her rosy pussy lips.
The girl screamed in delight. His dick was so large! She could feel every inch violating her tender insides! Oh, she came almost as soon as he plunged into her!
He was grunting in the darkened room. Rhonda was moaning in delight.
Suddenly, the door to the stockroom opened. It was Eric, the cook.
"Hey, what's going on in here?" he asked. "There's some filthy slut here who needs a good hard fuck. Wanna help?"
Rhonda moaned in delight! Eric was sooo cute! A brawny, handsome Puerto Rican!!
"I'll always help fuck a filthy whore!" Eric exclaimed. "Move over!"
Rhonda decided she would never quit her job at Millie's!! Her screams of ecstasy multiplied ...
Miss Goodly and Bobby decided it would be a good idea if they entered the building separately.
As soon as Miss Goodly sat down at her desk, she wondered how Mr. Hoover and that new secretary of his, Alison Jones, were doing.
Now that she had just received her much-needed sex education, there was no doubt in her mind that the two had been engaging in sexual activities behind the closed office door Thursday.
She made a note that she would have to check this out. In a few minutes she would go to fill up her coffee cup.
A few minutes passed, and Miss Goodly made her way towards Mr. Hoover's office. Alison's desk was empty. She wondered where the girl was. If she was late, she must be reprimanded!
Miss Goodly figured this would give her a good excuse to talk to Mr. Hoover, actually. It was almost as if Bobby's cock had knocked some sense into the prime little supervisor. She now realized how ridiculous she had been at times. She was going to have to be more lax in the future.
But, for right now, while her curiosity was killing her, she must pretend to be annoyed by the girl's absence.
Why, Alison and Mr. Hoover might be in the middle of having sex right now!
She rapped briskly on the door.
"Yes?" Mr. Hoover shouted out.
"Mr. Hoover?"
"Yes."
"Miss Goodly, here. Are you aware that Alison is not in yet?"
"Yes, I am, Miss Goodly."
"Well, I think that-may I come in, please?" "Certainly!"
Damn! That meant Alison wasn't in there!
Miss Goodly opened the door.
"Alison probably won't be back," Mr. Hoover said from behind his desk. "She mentioned to me Friday that the job was a bit too advanced for her limited experience. So I told her she could go if she wanted. Since she is not here, now, I assume she must have decided to leave."
Miss Goodly had always wondered why Mr. Hoover's secretaries lasted a very short time. She decided that today was the day to find out why.
She took a deep breath.
"Mr. Hoover, were you having sex in the office with Alison Jones Thursday morning?"
Mr. Hoover feigned surprise and shock.
"Now, why should I do such a thing like that?" he asked.
Miss Goodly looked at the virile, handsome man seated behind the desk. He definitely was a fine specimen of manhood, she decided.
Maybe it was time to move on from boys to men!
She walked slowly behind Mr. Hoover's desk. She was behind his chair. The supervisor brought her soft, slender fingers down on his broad shoulders and began to massage them sensuously.
"You would do a thing like that because a girl like Alison would enjoy having sex with a hot man like you, that's why!"
Mr. Hoover had always lusted after Miss Goodly, but he had always (correctly) assumed that his sexual advances would have been rejected right and left. He couldn't understand the change in the woman! What in God's name had happened to her over the weekend?
He decided the answer to this question was immaterial.
Miss Goodly was undoing his tie as quickly as her trembling fingers could move.
"Here, let me help you with that!" he said, a lump rising in his throat, and a bulge rising in his pants.
He stood up and Miss Goodly checked his bulge out approvingly.
The president of the company was still having trouble removing his tie. Miss Goodly could not be bothered with these preliminaries.
To Mr. Hoover's delighted shock, she pulled down his pants, thrust out his rock-hard member, and knelt before the man.
"God, how I've lusted for this!" she moaned, sticking the throbbing cock in her mouth.
Mr. Hoover had, obviously, never been involved with such a forceful woman as Miss Goodly before! Although the mouth around his cock felt good, her dominating actions were not too pleasing.
He decided to teach this brazen woman a lesson.
He smacked her across the head.
Miss Goodly looked up in amazement from where she had landed on the floor.
"You don't touch that until I tell you you can!" he said.
He gave the woman another smack across her horror-filled face.
"Do I make myself perfectly clear?"
"Y-yes, Mr. Hoover," Miss Goodly stuttered. "I-I understand perfectly."
"Good. Now get on your feet, face my desk and bend over it."
She looked momentarily confused.
"NOW!!!" he barked.
Miss Goodly sprang to action.
She stood up next to the desk, and bent down over it. What was Mr. Hoover planning on doing to her? She felt her skirt being ripped off. Then her panties. She was shivering.
Mr. Hoover then stuck a wet finger lewdly up her ... her ...
Oh! It was awful to think of!
Miss Goodly had only participated in perfectly normal sex with Bobby (although being tied up in the bathroom had been rather kinky-but the act was the same, at least), but it seemed as if Mr. Hoover was preparing to have kinky, vulgar sex with her!
Oh, she must escape! She attempted to run for the door, not even stopping to think how foolish she would look running through the halls of Synteck with no skirt or panties on. She would not have to deal with that humiliation, however, because Mr. Hoover grabbed her savagely, and threw her back down on the desk again.
"I get what I want, bitch. And I want you!" he growled.
Miss Goodly whimpered with her head pressed against the desk and prepared for the onslaught.
The huge head of the man's cock was pressed up her butt crack. She shivered in horror to think of what would soon be occurring to her.
Surely this could not be happening?
But it surely was, and soon Miss Goodly was screaming in agony as her boss' huge rod was thrust deep up her asshole.
She began moaning in pain. Would this never stop? Bobby's cock had felt right in her vagina. It had felt as if it belonged there!
But the rectum was no place for a penis! It was far too small!
Oh, Miss Goodly was humiliated and ashamed. She would never be able to speak about this horrible experience to anyone!
"TAKE IT! TAKE MY DICK UP YOUR ASS, BITCH!" the man behind her screamed.
Oh, the pain was excruciating! It felt as if someone had shoved a coke bottle or something up her tiny little entrance! She felt all stretched out and disgusting!
The man seemed to revel in making his buggery hurt more than it really should have. He pulled his shaft all the way out of her asshole, so that only the head was resting just inside her rosy rim.
Then, he would thrust back in with all his might! The woman would fear that he was ripping something up inside her every time he did that. She could feel the tip of his cock banging up against something deep within her bowels.
Oh, what would she do if she started bleeding?
Miss Goodly suddenly realized the man was close to coming. She thanked her lucky stars. Perhaps she would survive this offensive ordeal, after all!
Every muscle in Mr. Hoover's body seemed to tense, then with one savage yell, the supervisor could feel sperm shooting deep within her bowels.
She was totally repulsed.
Mr. Hoover pulled out of her quickly.
Miss Goodly had half her body laying on the desk. She was sobbing uncontrollably. Never before had she been so disgusted by a human act-and she had practically instigated it!
Oh, the shame!
"Mr. Hoover, I don't believe you did that to me!" she moaned.
"SHUT UP!" the man shouted, slapping her roughly on the butt.
Miss Goodly jumped. She had never expected the violence to continue after the act had been completed. But Mr. Hoover seemed to be enjoying agonizing her!
"But, Mr. Hoover-"
"I said shut up. Didn't you hear me, bitch?"
Miss Goodly nodded and reached for her skirt and panties.
Mr. Hoover stepped on her reaching hand. She winced in pain and tears shot to her eyes again.
"I think you'll have to stay in my office for a little while. I must call my friend Mr. MacKenzie from Moodlite International. I think there's a training course for you to take. And the training is not for a management position, I am afraid ... "
Miss Goodly whimpered as the man reached for the phone.
What would happen to her next?
Mr. Hoover smiled. Miss Goodly would fit nicely with Alison Jones!
"Suzette, would you step into my office for a second?"
The buxom blonde secretary Mr. Hoover had just hired opened the door to his office.
"Yes?" she asked timidly.
She enjoyed her job, but sometimes Mr. Hoover was a bit too harsh with her!
She tried to do her best, but sometimes it was so difficult! There were so many duties to perform-answering the phone, taking dictation, filing all the accounts--the list was nearly endless.
Mr. Hoover was sitting behind her desk. "I've been reviewing the work you've been doing over the past week, Suzette ... "
"Yes?"
"And I'm afraid I'm disappointed. Very disappointed."
"Oh."
The girl looked mortified.
"I'm afraid we really might have to let you go. Unless ... "
"Unless?"
Her face brightened up.
"Unless you perform a few more office duties."
Suzette had no idea what these new duties would be, but she was willing to do anything to keep her job!
Mr. Hoover thought she would be an excellent addition to his quickly growing collection!
All American good looks, clean cut features, a nice, perfectly rounded ass, high, firm tits. Yes, a very fine specimen indeed!
He had been getting rather bored with Alison, Miss Goodly and the others.
Some new blood was exactly what he needed!