Chapter 3

Karen's first day at her new job turned out be more eventful than she anticipated. She dressed carefully. She wanted to get Don Graham interested in her, but she couldn't afford the risk of being too blatant about it and scaring him off. She debated about her clothes and finally chose a blouse thin enough to show the aggressive thrust of her nipples under a light-weight bra. High heels made her legs look sexy and a flared skirt tight at the hips attractively emphasized her ass. Graham was quick to tell her how much he liked her looks.

"You're very attractive," he said.

"Thank you," Karen answered.

His eyes gazed up and down between her mouth and her tits. She liked the way he looked at her mouth. Most men took her mouth for granted, paying no special attention to it, and it always peeved her. She thought she had a sexy mouth. A mouth, after all, was almost a sex organ. She wore bright red lipstick to emphasize her mouth and she hoped it gave Graham ideas.

She wondered what his cock was like. You could never tell much about a man's cock as long as he had his clothes on. She imagined what it would be like to hold Graham's balls and suck his cock until he came in her mouth. Thinking about it turned her on and made her pussy wet. Did he get the message? Did he look at her red mouth and wonder what it would feel like wrapped around his cock?

After only one day as Don Graham's secretary, Karen was convinced she could quickly twist him around her little finger. The hunger in his eyes was unmistakable and at one '.point, she even thought she could detect signs of a hard-on in his pants. She went home that evening confident of her eventual success.

During the next few days, they gradually became more familiar with each other as they established a working relationship. At the end of the second week they were friendly enough to engage in mild flirtation. It was during the third week that Graham grew bold enough to put his hand on her ass.

Karen was surprised. She thought it would take longer. She thought he would first ask her out to lunch and soften her up with booze. He was more direct than she'd imagined and that made him more interesting.

"You've got your hand on my ass," she said. She pressed back against his hand a little, just enough to let him know she wasn't annoyed.

"So I have," he replied. "It's a nice ass."

"I'm glad you like it. I sit on it all day while I'm working for you, so I guess that makes it a special place."

"I like the rest of you, too. You give me ideas."

"What sort of ideas?" Karen asked. "You're a maried man."

"Never mind that. I like pretty girls. When I see a pretty girl, I get nasty ideas. I'd like to lick your pretty pussy."

Karen shivered with excitement. "That's not a nasty idea at all."

"Good. Then let's lock the door and have us a party."

Her eyes wide with surprise, she looked at him and laughed. "You mean now? Here in the office? I'm dying to have you go down on me, but don't you think it's a little risky doing things in the office? On second thought, I don't care! It's exciting! No one's ever done anything like that to me in an office!"

She decided to let him call the shots. She was amused that he'd boldly offered to eat her pussy before he even had her clothes off. She suspected he'd be good at it. The thought of haying her boss's mouth on her cunt had her juices flowing into the crotch-piece of her panties.

I'll come just thinking about it! she thought.

After he locked the door, he turned to her with a lusty gleam in his eye. "We can't be in here all day, but a few minutes won't do any harm."

"You sound like you've done this before," Karen said.

Graham shook his head. "I haven't, but I've thought about it. For the past two weeks I've thought about nothing else except getting your ass on that desk. Now hurry!"

Kicking off her shoes, she quickly stripped off her pantyhose and panties and hoisted her ass up on the desk. Graham pulled over his swivel chair and sat down in front of her exposed crotch. His hot gaze devoured her lush, steaming cunt.

"That's a tasty-looking pussy," he groaned. A moment later his face swooped down, his nose mashed against her clit, and his warm tongue slithered into her brimming cunthole. "Oh, Godf that's nice!" she gasped. She moved her thighs further apart, raising her knees until her heels were pressed tightly against her ass and her pussy completely accessible to his mouth. Her sudden movement caused a tightening of the elastic walls of her cunt and a gob of cunt juice oozed into his mouth. Mewling with delight as he sucked up her honey, he probed his tongue deep into her cunthole.

"Suck it!" she hissed. "Suck it clean!" She loved the way he slobbered over her oozing, slimy cunt. He had no inhibitions about getting into it and slurping up her thick pussy juice with lots of noise. That was the way she liked it. It was important to hear the noise a man made when he sucked her cunt. Maybe what she really liked was her sense of power over him. He might be her boss, but there she was spilling her cunt juice over his face. She had no doubt that he would assist her ambitions in the company. He would, of course, want more than just a chance to suck her pussy, but that would be no problem. She'd be more than willing!

Now his exploring tongue was plunging in and out of her slick wet cunt like a small cock. He finally pulled his tongue out of her cunthole and moved it up to massage the quivering nub of her clit snuggled between her swollen drooping cuntlips. His lips grabbed her clit, slipped over it, and began to milk it with firm strokes.

"That'sgood!" shecried. "That's the way I like it! Keep sucking my clit!"

She gyrated her ass on the desk top, but he kept his mouth locked against her pussy without missing a stroke. His tongue vibrated on her clit and at intervals moved down to her cunt hole as he sucked and slurped at her oozing cunt juice.

Convulsed by a sudden spasm, she lifted her head high, arched her ass off the desk, and frantically bucked her cunt into his face.

"Oooohhh, God, I'm comiinngg!"

She mashed her clit against his mouth and tightened her thighs to squeeze his head. A long whimpering moan rumbled out of her chest and she began shuddering uncon-

trollably.

When her orgasm was over she eased her asscheeks back against the desk top and lay limp. With a soft smile she opened her thighs wide to let Graham finish sucking up her gushing cunt juice.

Karen and Don Graham did not get a chance to fuck until the next day. Graham reserved a room at a nearby hotel and they met there after leaving separately from the office. Graham's face was flushed with excitement.

"Let me undress you," he pleaded.

She smiled. She touched one of his shirt buttons and then let her hand drop to feel the hardness of his cock through the material of his pants.

"Yes, I think I'd like that," she said. "Undress me."

He unbuttoned her blouse. His groping fingers passed over the resilient bulge of a covered tit. She found it amusing that although he had sucked her pussy the day before, he hadn't yet had his hands on her tits.

"Nice," he said. "I've been wondering about these.'

"I like the way your hand feels."

He peeled her blouse off and tossed it on a chair. Then he unzipped her skirt and let it slide down the length of her legs and drop to the floor so that she could step out of it. When he faced her again, he ran his eyes eagerly up and down her body.

"Christ, what a body!" he groaned.

"You're not fair," she laughed. "I think I ought to get to see something of you, too."

When he quickly peeled off his shirt and pants, she was rewarded by the sight of his cock and balls bulging in his jockey shorts. He looked like he had all the necessary equipment. She could see the shape of his cockhead outlined under the cotton of his shorts and she found it exciting.

He moved closer to her and a moment later his hands were on her back. His palms slipped down to fondle the curves of her nylon-covered asscheeks. He cradled her in his arms, his hands pulling on her fleshy ass. His hard cock pressed through his shorts against her belly. The heat of his prick against her skin was delicious.

Now his hands moved up to unhook her bra. As he released the tension of the tight straps, her tits burst forth in all their glory.

"Jesus, what tits!" he exclaimed.

She smiled and pressed her cunt suggestively against his throbbing cock. They separated and she watched him strip off his shorts. His cock swung out stiff and impatient, the blood-filled knob bloated like a fat mushroom.

"Mmmmmm!" she purred. "He looks like he wants attention!"

She took his cock in her hand, squeezing it, running her fingertips over his fat purplish cockhead. She used her thumb to smear his cock juice over the velvety skin of his knob.

Sitting down suddenly on the edge of the bed, she pulled him forward.

"Oh, Christ, yes!" he groaned. His cock swayed in front of her lips. His hands cupped her cheeks, his fingers tangling in her hair and sliding around to the back of her head. "Suck it!" he whispered hoarsely. "I've been thinking about this."

She looked up at him with an impish smile. "Since when?" "Since the first time we met." She laughed. "I suppose it's my mouth. I've been told I have a sexy mouth. But I saw that picture of your wife on your desk. She looks sexy, too."

"My wife is very inhibited." "That's too bad," Karen said softly. She fingered his balls now, probing his nuts to test their shape and weight. "It's too bad about your wife. I'm not inhibited at all. I like sucking cocks."

Parting her lips, she opened her mouth wide and engulfed his cockhead. His swelling knob jumped against her teeth as she captured it. Listening to his moans of pleasure, she ran her tongue around the rim of his silky cockhead and into the oozing slit. A burst of flavor tingled inside her mouth as she tasted his pre-cum. Her lips tightened around the head of his cock, and then she pouted her lips, pulled them back, and plunged down his thick cockshaft again to suck once more.

He started groaning when she began using her tongue. She exulted in her power over him. She knew she would have no trouble arranging a transfer to the personnel manager's office. That was the next step in her plan to get to the president of the company.

"You give great head!" Graham groaned. "Really great!"

Her passion was beginning to mount. He had a fat juicy cock and it was a wonderful turn-on sucking him. She squirmed her ass on the bed as she felt the hunger in her pussy. She gobbled down the length of his cock until his knob hit the back of her throat and threatened to gag her.

He began pumping his hips slowly back and forth, fucking her face, his throbbing prick stretching her lips and compressing her tongue. She felt his cockhead pulse and swell inside her mouth.

Using her hand to hold the base of his cock, she began pumping his cockshaft and sucking his knob at the same time. She closed her other hand over his balls and gently massaged them.

"Oh, shit, that's great!" he cried. "Keep doing it!"

Bucking his hips and moaning, he pressed down on the back of her head. She knew he was going to come in her mouth at any moment and she looked forward to the taste and feel of his hot jism cascading down her throat.

"Oh, yeah!" he gasped. "I'm about to blow, baby!"

His balls drew up tight in her hand, his cock bucked in her mouth, and his jism began spurting out in thick hot gobs.

She swallowed quickly. His cockshaft became slippery on her tongue and the taste of his jism overwhelmed her senses. She continued to suck and swallow until he was empty and moaning.

When she finally pulled back, her lips tingled and her nostrils were dilated with the pungent smell of his cum.

There was no real fucking during that first session in the hotel with Don Graham. By the time Graham recovered from her blow job, they had to get dressed and return to work.

"I guess I'll have to catch you another time," Graham said.

There was a certain lack of eagerness in his voice, and Karen decided that whether or not he knew it, he was probably more interested in cocksucking than in fucking. Was it because he had a prudish wife?

Their relationship in the office changed. They had a special intimacy between them now. They went through the motions of their daily office routines, but the memory of the things they had done together was always there. Karen was in a quandary. She wanted Graham in her power, but she did not want him to realize her ambitions.

A few days passed before Graham suggested another meeting.

"After work," he said. "I'll tell my wife I'm working late."

Karen agreed and at five o'clock they were once again alone together in a hotel room.

"This time we don't have to rush things," Karen said.

When they kissed she could feel his hard cock pressing against her cunt.

"I hope you're going to fuck me today," she said softly. "I really need it."

"You're on!" he said. "There's time for the fancy stuff later."

They quickly peeled off their clothes. There was no need to talk any more. They were there to fuck and they both expected to enjoy it. Moments later Karen was on the bed with Graham kneeling between her stretched out legs.

He lifted her knees up and back toward her tits. His eyes glittered as he gazed into the red meat of her wide open cunt.

She could feel her clit elongate beneath his gaze. Her cunt was wet and ready. Her nipples were hot and rigid. For the moment she was no longer thinking about her ambitions. Her only interest was to get some solid fucking.

"Fuck me!" she hissed. "Put it in!"

Moving forward, he centered his cock in the socket of her dripping cunthole. His fat cockhead wedged apart her puffy cuntlips, spreading them wide. She could feel the flared rim of his knob as it pushed into the grip of her pussy. His prick twitched and quivered as he lunged forward. In a moment the soft elastic channel of her cunt was suddenly filled with his hard cock.

Her body was contorted, almost to the point ' of pain, and it added to her pleasure. With her ankles scraping against her ears and her kneecaps pressing down on her stiff nipples, the length of her legs down to her ass bore the brunt of his weight.

His thick cock churned in her cunthole. He rammed into her again and again, his balls slapping wetly against her puckered asshole as he fucked in and out of her cunt.

As her pussy frothed with juice, she felt his cock grow bigger and his knob expand with each lunge of his body. She'd wanted a good fucking and she was getting it!

"Here it comes!" he suddenly groaned. "I'm coming!"

"Shoot it!" Karen cried. "Give it to me!"

Grunting with each salvo, he pumped out his jism in spurt after hot spurt. The image of his cum shooting into her cunt brought her over the top to her own climax.

"Oh, Jesus, that was good!" she groaned.

Graham grunted in reply as he rolled off her body. '

She let him rest a while. After cleaning up her pussy in the bathroom, she returned to find him still stretched out on the bed. His limp cock glistening with juice.

"Time to get clean," she chuckled.

Before he had a chance to open his eyes, she climbed over him and shoved his cock into her mouth.

He groaned and pulled back his knees to open his crotch. She knelt between his thighs and sucked tenderly on his soft prick. When her fingers moved from his balls to the crack of his ass, he seemed to know what she was up to. He squirmed to make it easier for her to reach his asshole.

"Shit, yeah!" he groaned. "Do that!"

Karen laughed softly and tickled a fingertip over the tight ring of his asshole. She doubted if his wife ever did anything like this to him. Doing something his wife never did was just one more way to have power over him. If he liked the way she sucked his cock, he'd really flip when she reamed his asshole at the same time. Doing a man's ass with her finger was like fucking him and it never failed to turn her on.

Without any further delay, she pushed a finger directly up his asshole.

Squirming his ass, he grunted. If the sharp edge of her fingernail scratched him, he didn't seem to mind. When she had her finger all the way in, she massaged the inside of his shit-chute and continued sucking his cock.

He groaned again and began fucking her face by raising his ass up and down off the bed. Each thrust of his hips brought her climax" closer. Her cuntlips throbbed between her legs as she sucked away on his meaty cock. Her finger pumped in and out of his hot rubbery asshole.

When she pushed another finger into his shitter, he cried out. Then, with a great heave of his hips, his cock exploded and he began shooting his load of cum down her throat.

She came at the same time, her cunt going into spasms in response to the sensation of his jism sliding down her gullet.

A seemingly endless flow of thick hot jism spewed out of the slit in his cockhead. She lost some of it. It overflowed her lips, his thick cum running down her chin. Gobs of it landed on her tits. She continued reaming his ass with her fingers until she had the last of his jism oozing out of his cock. When she finally released him, he rolled away with an exhausted groan.

At the end of her first month as Don Graham's secretary, Karen had him firmly under her control. He was completely hooked on what she could do for him sexually. In the beginning they avoided doing anything in the office, but they soon decided it was silly not to take advantage of the convenience. Graham was overwhelmed by the idea of having an attractive woman available for games in his office any time he wanted her. His favorite game was having her suck him off. Karen didn't mind. A quick blow job was usually safe and always enjoyable. She liked the shape of his cock and the heady taste of his jism. Hardly a day went by without her getting a mouthful of his hot cum. The way his balls were always full and his cock eager to get stiff, she wondered if he ever fucked his poor wife at all.

When Karen brought up the idea of a transfer to the personnel manager, Graham, as Karen expected, was not enthusiastic. He did not want to lose her sexual favors. She tried hard to convince him that nothing would change,that they would still see each other, but he resisted her arguments. He had no objections to her advancing in the company, but not just yet. Karen finally had to plan something special in order to win him over.

At their next meeting in a downtown hotel room, she pulled a string of wooden beads out of her purse.

"These will drive you crazy," she said.

He gave her a puzzled look. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm going to put these up your ass."

"Oh, Jesus,"

"You just lie back and let me do the work."

She was amused at his hesitation, but as she expected, he finally yielded. Having her play with his asshole had always turned him on and they both knew it.

After they had their clothes off, she had him stretch out on the bed. She made him pull his feet back until his knees were up in the air and spread apart.

"I'm going to blow your mind," she said, her eyes glittering with anticipation.

She bent over him with the string of beads. Stretching out one finger, she tickled his puckered asshole. Then she forced the beads, one by one, inside the tight ring of his butt until only a short length of string dangled free.

"How does that feel?" she asked.

"Like I've got to shit."

She laughed. "Just wait."

Hovering her mouth over his stiff cock, she opened her lips and gluttonously engulfed his pulsing cockhead. Her tongue swirled over his hot knob as she sucked. She gradually took more and more of his thick blue-veined cock into the wet cavern of her mouth.

When she had his cockhead jammed against the back of her throat, she suddenly pulled the string to pop two beads out of his asshole. A deep groan came out of his throat as his cock jerked in a spasm.

"Oh, Christ!" he rasped.

She lashed his cock with her tongue, sucking his blood to the surface. She began bobbing her head up and down as her mouth massaged his prick. She abruptly popped three more beads out of his winking shithole.

"Oh, Jesus!" he cried. "Oh, you sweet fucking cunt!"

Now she began lengthening each bobbing movement of her head, taking more and more of his cock deep into her clasping throat.

The spasmodic closing of her throat muscles soon pushed him over the edge. Hot jism geysered out of his throbbing cock to fill her mouth. When she suddenly pulled all the remaining beads out of his asshole, he screamed in an agony of joy.

"Oh, Jesus fucking Christ!"

Grabbing the back of her head, he pulled her mouth down on his cock to force his rampant prick deep into her throat.

The muscular sleeve of her gullet pulled tight around his spewing cock, sucking it in and down until she drained the last drop of his jism.

Afterward, when he had his breath back and his senses recovered, she pressed him once again about her transfer to the personnel manager.

"Oh, shit!" he groaned. "Go where you want. Poor Charlie Farrell doesn't know what he's in for!"