Chapter 2
The bus stopped a block away from the sprawling, high rise condominium development and Beth got off. She walked to the front desk, her head held high. She asked the snobby looking man at the desk for Mr. Wallace's apartment number, telling him she had an appointment for four o'clock.
The man gave Beth a casual, contemptuous once over and directed her to ninth floor, number nine B. After a quick check with Mr. Wallace via the house phone, Beth found herself in a high speed elevator, then in a sumptuously furnished hall standing before Wallace's heavy oak door. She rang the bell.
"Miss Halverson?" a deep masculine voice inquired from the intercom next to the bell.
"Uh, yes!" Beth yelped, surprised.
The door opened and a tall, extremely handsome man in his early thirties smiled and motioned the young blonde inside. The apartment struck Beth as being like a movie set, with its panoramic view of the city, the huge fireplace highlighted by the white carpet and drapes, and the heavy, manly furniture made of solid hardwoods.
"Well, as you can see, there's a hell of a Jot to clean in a place this size," Joe Wallace said brightly, "and I am the world's worst housekeeper. That's why I need someone like you so desperately."
The trimly built man smiled at the young girl and she smiled shyly back, knowing she was blushing. Wallace's smile turned to a grin as he finished buttoning his shirt and pointed to the rest of the apartment.
"Kitchen's there, just through those doors. Bedroom's in there, and it's a real mess, sorry about that, never did learn to pick up my own clothes!" he laughed jovially and continued. "Clean up stuff is under the kitchen sink.
Vacuum's in the closet over there in the entryway. Be out by eight thirty tonight, kid, whatever you do, okay?"
Beth nodded eagerly and started for the closet to get the vacuum. She heard Wallace call to her from his bedroom that he would "fix everything with the front desk about her coming up three times a week". Beth fired up the noisy cleaner and started to work on the cream colored carpeting, barely looking up a half hour later when Wallace breezed past her in a suit and tie looking very dapper and preoccupied.
By eight o'clock, the diligent young blonde had most of the roomy bachelor pad shining brightly. She had plowed through the mess in Wallace's room and put the dirty clothes in his hamper and hung up the suits that had been casually strewn around the large water bed and over the leather chairs.
Breathing hard, Beth put all of her cleaning gear away and began straightening up the small second bedroom Joe Wallace used as a combination den and office. The tired youngster stopped to admire all of the drawings of buildings, office complexes, apartment developments even the one she was standing in. Beth studied the plaque hanging next to the renderings of the apartment complex in which she stood. It was the Mayor's Award for Excellence in Design and it had her new employer's name on it as Designer of the Year.
Excited at the prospect of working for a famous boss, Beth went through the rest of the wall hangings and awards slowly, reading the dates and the nature of the architectural accomplishments spelled out in each. She remembered a plaque in Joe's bedroom, bigger than any of these. In her preoccupation with doing a super job, Beth had ignored the award before, but now she was interested. She raced down the hall and stood before the impressive bronze award.
The front door opened and the sound of voices drifted into the bedroom. Panicked, the teenager looked at her watch. Twenty till nine! She had diddled away nearly forty five minutes in Joe's office and now he was home! He had warned her to be out by eight thirty at the latest, and now she had disobeyed on her first night of work!
Terrified that she would lose her job almost before she had started it, Beth looked around the room. It was utterly wrong, and probably stupid, but she had to try it!
The lanky blonde opened the louvered doors to Joe's walk in closet and jumped inside. She closed the white slatted doors until they were open just a crack, so that she could see when it was safe to attempt sneaking out of the apartment, and waited.
Time crawled by inside the dark closet. Just when she was sure she could stand it no longer, Beth heard the laughter from the living room coming down the hall. Cowering back among the suits and shirts, the tall teenager watched as Joe Wallace entered his darkened bedroom carrying something. He snapped on a panel of lights Beth had been curious about before, as she dusted the water bed's ornate, mirrored headboard, and the bed was bathed in a swirling haze of reflected, colored light that kept changing hues.
Now, the shocked girl in the closet could identify the architect's burden. It was a stunning, big breasted woman of about twenty five who nestled comfortably in the older man's arms, wearing nothing but a big smile!
"Mmmmmm, home again, baby!" the girl laughed, pointing at the center of the big bed.
Joe joined in the laughter and dropped the pretty brunette precisely where she had pointed. The spectacularly built girl landed on her hands and knees, bouncing wobbily on the undulating, water supported mattress. She planted her big set of jiggling knockers in the covers and waggled her up thrust bottom at Joe.
"How do you want it tonight, stud?" she coaxed him in a sultry, teasing voice, her beautifully lush buns beckoning to him in a tight circle of bumping lust.
The good looking architect smiled and ripped off his shirt and pants. "You know how I like it!" Joe growled, his cock tumbling into view, half hard and springy, as his shorts joined his pants on the carpet.
Beth hoped the couple on the bed hadn't heard her gasp as Joe's prick bobbed out of his descending underwear. It was only the second erect male cock she had ever seen and it certainly revised her hastily formed ideas about size and length! Curving outward and downward from the architect's large nut sack, this cock was a good three inches longer than Mr. Gates' sizeable dork had been, though it wasn't nearly as thick. Beth could not imagine getting all of this long, skinny monster inside her mouth and throat, not without choking to death long before the lengthy pecker shot off!
"Just like that, honey buns, that's how I want you," Joe murmured excitedly as he rid himself of the last of his clothing and stood up once more. "You're just right, baby cheeks!"
The girl on the mattress giggled and rolled her butt up and down, causing the sloshy bed to bob her buns up at the horny architect even faster. Joe grinned and moved around behind the girl quickly, his now hard as rock dick poking out in front of him as he came profile in front of Beth's closet observation post, then turned away.
It was at least ten inches long! Beth told herself incredulously. A sinking feeling hit her as she realized what was about to happen in front of her was going to be largely bidden from her view. She felt awful about spying on the young couple this way in the first place, but since she was here and taking such a horrible risk, she thought it was really a cheat that she couldn't at least see what she might get fired over watching!
Looking down the closet, the inquisitive teenager noticed that the second set of louvered doors had no petition between it and first. All she would really have to do would be make her way down there without knocking down a bunch of clothes or tripping noisily over the row of shoes lining the closet floor and she would have an unrestricted view of the couple on the bed's activities.
Gingerly, Beth made her way to the new position. She opened the door just a crack and peered out.
Mr. Wallace was kissing the brunette's asshole! Beth reeled with shame and loathing as she watched her handsome employer bending down and kissing the tight pucker of the dark haired girl's anus.
The shocked blonde suddenly felt that her sucking the horn store owner's cock yesterday afternoon was nothing compared to the way SOME people carried on! She opened the door a bit wider and watched intently as the nice looking architect stuck out his tongue and began reaming the other girl's brownie with it. The long, slippery pink digit disappeared slowly into the brunette's crack, just the way Gates' had gone into Beth's virginal pussy slit.
That was vile Beth thought righteously to herself but this...this was incredible! Her bright blue eyes grew wider as Joe Wallace started fucking the small statured, big titted girl with his stiff tongue, just like the limber oral appendage was a hot cock!
"Oooooooooh, oh, baby, tongue me!" the brunette crooned moving her hips back hard against the man's plunging tongue. "Fuck my asshole with your hot tongue! Get it ready for that big, long cock you have!"
Joe Wallace murmured wildly and rammed his mouth down ont the girl's butt, spearing her anus with his hard tongue. He babbled hotly and kissed her saliva slick ass, shoving his pink invader in deep and wriggling it inside her until her pussy gushed liquid and the overflow ran down the dark haired girl's quivering thighs.
"Jesus!" Beth sighed, feeling the hot surges of energy begin to build in her own trim loins as she watched. She wondered what it would feel like, to have such a lewd, despicable act performed on you? Would it feel as marvelously debauched and wanton as it had when Mr. Gates had stabbed his tongue into Beth's inexperienced cunt the day before? The over heated virgin remembered that that particular act had seemed pretty far out when Gates had first attempted it!
Knowing she couldn't resist the temptation to try it and see, the novice maid slid her panties off and stuffed them in the pocket of her uniform. She found her pussy lips were swollen with desire and were weeping tear-lets of hot cunt lubricant.
Ashamed of her newly revealed hot nature, but seemingly unable to resist its savage pull, Beth dipped a finger into her bared crotch and let her nibbling cunt mouth suck it into her super heated folds. The entering finger collided with the turned on teen's enlarged clitty and a shower of sparks seemed to spatter outward from her steaming cunt.
"Ummmmmmmm!" Beth sighed, biting back her desire to howl with the intensity of her pleasure. After all, if the moaning, mouth thrusting, ass eating couple on the bed should hear her, this was hardly posture she would want them to find her in!
There seemed little danger of that. Joe had pulled his tongue from the girl's butt and was kneeling straight up and down behind her still moving bunghole.
"Now, honey, now!" he moaned loudly.
"Yesssssss!" the short girl sighed and hunched backward.
The tip of the architect's expanded cock nudged against the brunette's undulating asshole and buried itself inside her. Beth gasped as she saw three, then five, then all ten inches of the long, thin prick disappear inside the other girl's spongy socket.
"Ughhhhhhh! Now you're in me!" the brunette sighed as if her fondest wish had just been fulfilled. "Fuck me, Joe, darling! Really stuff my ass with that big dork of yours!"
Joe grunted in plain enjoyment and gave the dark haired girl just what she craved. He pulled his dick nearly out of her buns and rammed it all the way back in, drawing a gasp of astonishment from Beth and whine of delight from the girl on the bed.
The horny architect's hips jerked in and out at a faster and faster rate, propelling his cock up and down the dark haired woman's ass chute more rapidly than ever. The well greased opening made an audible sluicing noise as the long pecker violated it again and again.
"Ahhhhhhhh! That's how I like it, darling!" the butt ravaged girl moaned, driving her hips back to meet every lunge up her impaled shitter. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard in the ass! Let me feel your burning jism in my hunger!"
Beth sighed and overcame her reluctance. If the girl on the bed wanted something up there that badly, it must feel as good as a tongue up your cunt, the radiant blonde reasoned.
Sliding a finger slowly past her gripping ass muscles, the leggy high school girl started fucking herself in the butt as her other hand stroked her juicing pussy. At first, the tight little ring of her anus was stiff and unyielding. Every push up into the puckering circle was painful.
But at least, the finger slipped deep into the relaxing circle of flesh and Beth began to experience a wondrous tension as her tight sheath started clutching in time with the contractions jerking through her gushing pussy. She drove the finger diddling her petite cuntal slit in deeper and more boldly, not stopping on her downward thrust until her nail touched the elastic like barrier of her hymen. The continual stimulation of her throbbing clit and the strangely satisfying sensations caused by her finger gliding in and out of her hot asshole had Beth teetering on the brink of an orgasm as big as the one Gates' mouth on her cunt had caused yesterday.
Unable to hold back much longer, the gurgling, ecstatic teenager looked outside the cracked closet door and saw that she wasn't the only one about to cum in the posh bedroom. Joe was holding one of the brunette's big tits in each hand, squeezing them hard as he used them for handles to drive his cock deep into the woman's wriggling ass on each mighty lunge.
"Oh, oh, oh, baby! I'm almost there!" the dark haired woman screamed. "Do it! Cum in my asshole! Your jizz will make me...me...ohhhhhhHHHH!"
The twenty five year old broke off her hot urgings and squealed with pure delight. Her ass cheeks slapped back against Joe's thighs so quickly that Beth could barely focus on his hard cock before the pistoning bunghole ate it again.
Joe growled happily and palmed the girl's tits so hard that Beth thought the twin fleshy globes might explode from the pressure. But the girl on the bed didn't mind at all.
"You did it!" the brunette shrieked joyously. "Your hot spunk is filling meeeeeee! Getting me offffffff!"
Beth moaned aloud, knowing that the grunting, howling couple on the bed couldn't hear her now. The hot courses of passion shot through the willowy high school girl as she watched the man's cock slide more easily in and out of the other woman's ass, cushioned by a slick river of spilling semen. The searing thrills rocketed from Beth's bunghole to her spasming pussy and back again as the man and woman in front of her humped wildly against one another and the eager young maid pummeled her own body in time with their frenzied thrusts.
"Whoooooo, that was a GOOD one!" Joe sighed at last, pulling his limp dick out of the brunette's overflowing ass.
"Mmmmmm, you know it, baby!" the girl sighed. "Seems almost criminal to charge you, the way you always get my rocks off too. Most Johns don't, you know."
Joe laughed and got off the bed. He peeled a fifty dollar bill out of his wallet and tossed it to the girl.
"Most of 'em don't take you to ritzy cocktail parties and introduce you to the mayor either, do they?" the well known architect asked playfully.
The young hooker laughed uproariously. "They sure as fuck don't, Joe! When you told those stuffed shirts that I was a Personal Services Consultant I thought I'd split a gut laughing!"
"Yeah," Joe Wallace smiled, remembering the moment fondly. "You can get away with anything, babe, just as long as you're the best!"
He smiled at the dark haired girl as she jumped up and headed for the living room and her clothes. "Come on," he offered. "I'll drive you back to your place and well get a nightcap."
"Okay, I want to talk to you about this new maid of yours anyway," the girl's voice drifted back into the bedroom. "Fuck, if she's any good and this place looks better than I've ever seen it, by the way I'll hire her to do mine too. God knows, you just can't get any good, reliable help nowadays!"
The voices got more quiet and finally stopped. Beth leaned out of the closet and heard the front door close. She waited a good ten minutes, drying her soupy gash with a towel from the dirty clothes hamper and wriggling back into her panties.
Convinced she was safe at last, the lithe high school girl sprang from the closet, retrieved her coat from the hall closet, and locked the apartment door behind her. She didn't really start breathing easy until she was out of the apartment complex and on the bus heading for the dinginess of her mother's downtown lodgings.
Beth didn't know if she WANTED to work for a...a whore! And yet, the woman obviously made enough money to pay for a maid, the moralistic blonde told herself. Made good money and made it very quickly and easily, Beth's practical side retorted.
She was changing her view about a lot of things lately, Beth reminded herself, getting off the bus. And it was sure happening fast.
Looking up at the crummy building her family was wedged into and remembering the palatial apartment Joe Wallace lived in, the young blonde decided it couldn't happen fast enough!