Chapter 1
Richard Daws had never thought of himself as a salesman. He had held many jobs but the sales field had never interested him. He had taken the job with Proven Insurance after his messy divorce, and he had found selling a delightful job.
He had sold three policies his first day out. It excited him so much that he decided to stop early that day so that nothing could dampen his enthusiasm.
He came back to his office with a big smile on his face. All of the other salesman were out on calls. Only Margo Collins was in the office. Margo was Proven's only secretary. They were such a small firm that they were not in need of any more.
Margo was about twenty-two and every inch of her was delectable. She wore her brown hair to her shoulders which was the way Richard liked it, and her youthful body often seemed to be poured into the short skirts she often wore. Richard knew that every man in the office wanted to sink his face in Margo's cunt but nobody ever seemed to have any luck. For one thing, she had the sort of innocent face that kept anyone from getting too familiar with her. For another thing, the management frowned on anyone having office romances.
Normally Richard would not have spoken two words to Margo. He didn't want to take the chance of being fired and he had always been kind of shy around good-looking women.
But today Richard was just too filled up with pride in himself and he had to tell someone. He just couldn't wait until the salesmen started getting back.
"Hi," Margo said. "You're back early, aren't you?"
"Yes," Richard said. "I was hoping some of the others would be in. I sold three policies today."
Margo seemed to be honestly impressed. "Hey, that's great! That calls for a celebration."
Margo got up from behind her desk and walked to a file cabinet. Margo wore a short tan skirt that showed off the rich color of her thighs when she stood up or sat down. Richard had to tear his eyes away from her legs as Margo opened a file cabinet, took something out, and turned to face him again. She held a bottle in her hands.
"I keep this around for special times," Margo explained.
"But won't we get into trouble if we're caught?" Richard protested.
"Only if we're caught," Margo laughed. "And the others won't be around for a few hours yet."
Margo sat back down and again Richard was attracted to the strip of flesh revealed by the short skirt. Margo opened her bottom desk drawer and took out two glasses. She poured a finger of the bourbon from the bottle into each glass. She handed one of the glasses to Richard and he took it with a trembling hand. As she bent over the desk to hand him his glass, he caught a glimpse of a white bra and the creamy flesh of her tits.
She caught him looking and she smiled. He blushed a bright red.
"Don't be embarrassed," she laughed. "I know men like to look. You should see the office jump when I bend over to pick up a paper clip or something."
Richard couldn't think of an answer. He put his glass to his lips and found he was suddenly very thirsty. He drank the bourbon down quickly.
"Hey," Margo said, sipping hers. "You better not drink it down that fast. That stuff could kill you."
Margo leaned back in her desk chair. Her tan skirt slid farther back on her thighs, almost to her panties. In fact, Richard thought he could see a patch of red panty showing between her legs.
"Do you like my legs?" Margo questioned.
Richard realized that he was staring hungrily at her. He tried to tear his eyes away, but they kept coming back to her long legs and white thighs.
"Mother says that they're too fat but I don't agree with her. Do you?"
"No," Richard said, licking his lips. "I think they're just right."
Margo stuck one leg straight out in front of her and seemed to be admiring it. "Well maybe they are a little fatter than they should be. But I really do have a slender waist and that kind of makes up for them. Don't you think so?"
"I think they're just fine," Richard said again. "In fact, I think they're perfect."
Margo laughed. She sipped the rest of her drink and put the top back on the bottle. "I'd better put this back. I wouldn't want the boss to find it."
She stood up again and walked to the file cabinet. She didn't seem to be aware of, or care, that her tan skirt had ridden up far in the back. Richard thought that the back of her thighs were more exciting than the front.
"Well," Richard said. "I guess I'd better be going. Maybe I can make another sale this evening."
"What's the hurry?" Margo asked. "The others aren't due back for a while and this office gets awfully quiet with no one to talk to. Why don't you hang around and keep me company?"
Richard wanted to stay and stare at her, but he was afraid that the bulge in her trousers was becoming too evident. He was already trying to think of someone he could see that evening. There were few single girls around his apartment house and his ex-wife was out of town. That meant that pussy would be hard to find. And looking at Margo made him need some pussy.
"I don't think I'd better," Richard said. "Lots of work to do."
"You've worked hard enough today," Margo said. "Not many agents get three policies their first day out. You deserve the rest of the day off. Besides, you look tired. Why don't you come over to the couch and I'll rub your shoulders? Everybody says that I've got wonderful hands."
Richard thought for a moment but he could see nothing wrong with her offer. The couch was put there for the agents and their clients to be comfortable. He had seen Margo rubbing the boss' shoulders on that very couch on the first day he had applied for the job.
"Okay," he said. "But just for a little while. Maybe I can still get a little work in this afternoon."
He realized his mistake as soon as she sat down beside him on the couch. Her silken thighs were so close to his legs that he could feel the warmth. His trousers definitely had an obvious bulge.
Her fingers were good. They kneaded his back and shoulders until the knots that had been forming there were gone. She seemed oblivious to the fact that her skirt was riding up higher and higher on her thighs.
"You are tense," Margo said. "You poor thing. It must be rough out there trying to sell insurance all day long."
"It's hard," he agreed.
"Here," Margo said. "Stretch out on the couch and put your head in my lap. I'll rub your temples. There's nothing like that to make you feel better."
He knew, as horny as he was feeling, that it was a bad idea, but he couldn't resist the soft, imploring tone of her voice. He stretched out and put his head into her warm, soft lap. Part of his head was on her skirt but part of his head rested on her naked thighs and it was nearly more than he could bear.
"Poor darling," Margo cooed, as she began to rub his temples. "I'll make you feel better."
Her nimble, experienced fingers began to rub his temples but all he could think of was the soft flesh underneath his head. God, all he would have to do was turn his head and ...
Margo seemed to realize what he was feeling and a soft smile came to her face.
"I really like you, Richard," she said. "You're not like all the others."
"I'm not?" Richard questioned.
"No. You have a look about you. I think you're really going to make it."
Her mouth was suddenly glued down on his. Her lips opened and her fiery tongue probed at his mouth. He opened his mouth and her tongue was touching his own.
"Oh, God, Margo," he said, drawing back. "You don't know what you're doing to me."
"I know," she laughed. "Believe me, I know."
Her tongue kept probing at his and her fingers were running up and down his spine.
Richard broke away and stood up. He was going to say something, but suddenly he just didn't give a damn. They might fire him but he was not going to lose such a delicious-looking girl.
"Goddamn," he said softly. "I'm as horny as a bull in heat."
"I hope you've got a cock like a bull," Margo said.
"You're about to find out."
Margo stretched out on the couch and her dress came up far above her thighs. Richard could see that she certainly was wearing a pair of red panties. He could see her pussy hairs curling out from either side of her panties.
He groaned and dropped down between Margo's open thighs. He kissed her cunt-mound and then ran his tongue down her creamy thighs.
"That's nice, baby," Margo purred. "That's so nice."
He ran his tongue all the way down her knees and then back up the inside of her thighs. He kissed her once more on her delicious-looking pussy.
Margo's hips began to move against him and Richard knew she was really beginning to turn on to him. He slipped his hands beneath her ass and began to gently squeeze the cheeks.
"Oh, damn," Margo groaned. "You know how to make a girl feel good, Richard."
"Help me to take your panties off," he demanded, and Margo obediently lifted her ass so that he could slide her panties off her legs.
Her brown beaver looked at him in the face. He parted the brown pussy hairs until he could get at her delicious red pussy slit. He pushed his tongue slowly inside of her gash and began to lick at her cunt walls.
The only thing he liked better than fucking was sucking or being sucked and Richard was using all of his expertise on Margo. He thought she was a beautiful hunk of woman and he wanted to turn her on more than any man ever had before.
He pushed his face deeper into her pussy and ran his hands up her side. Margo had already unbuttoned her dress and loosened her bra so that his hands fell against her firm tits.
"That's it," Margo urged him. "Play with my tits. I get all hot when you play with my tits."
Richard began to caress her big nipples as his tongue licked at her gash.
"Richard," Margo moaned. "I can't stand it any more. I've got to have your big cock in me. Please stick it in me."
Margo watched with hungry eyes as Richard raised up from her and began to unbuckle his trousers. Margo had dreamed about this moment from the minute Richard had joined the staff. Before, she had fucked only with the boss. But Richard was different and good-looking.
Richard's trousers fell to the floor and Margo gave a gasp. She liked the big thrusting meat that stood up between his legs.
"You are ready," she said, pleased.
"Damn right," he said.
Margo opened her legs a little wider as he climbed on top of her. She closed her eyes as she felt his meaty cock-head pushing at her warm gash.
"Oh, do it!" she pleaded. "Stick it in. Stick your cock in my cunt all the way!"
She felt Richard tense himself and then she felt the hot fuck-stick plunge into her cunt. She moaned and lifted her legs around his back. Every inch felt as good as she had expected.
Richard began to fuck her slowly, liking the feel of her warm, hot cunt clutching at his prick. Margo was moaning and rubbing her firm tits against his chest.
He slipped one hand beneath her and began to stroke her ass.
"Oh, yes," Margo breathed. "That feels so good. So good!"
Margo loved the feelings he was giving her. She searched between his legs until she found his heavy balls and she began to squeeze them.
It drove Richard out of his mind. He began to fuck her harder, driving his huge prick in deep again and again.
"Oh, God," he moaned. "You feel so tight. So fucking tight!"
Margo could only moan her answer as she drove her cunt up at his cock. Her insides were boiling and she knew she was not far away from her climax.
"Oh, fuck!" she cried. "Oh, fuck! I'm coming! I'm coming! AHHHH, GODDDDDDD! OOOHHHH, FUCKKKKKK!!"
Richard felt her cunt get tighter, if that were possible, and her juices spilled out onto his throbbing cock.
Immediately Margo pulled away from him. For a moment he was angry, thinking she meant to cheat him out of his come.
"No, baby," Margo said softly. "I can't help it. I want your cock in my mouth. I want to taste your cum. Please, baby. Let me suck you dry."
Richard couldn't complain as her soft fingers clutched at him. He rolled over onto his back and Margo planted herself between his knees.
She brushed a strand of long brown hair from her eyes as she bent her head over his engorged prick. Her silky tongue ran softly down one side of his prick.
"Oh, Jesus," Richard moaned. "Oh, what are you doing to me. That feels so good!"
"I'm sucking your prick," Margo said. "I'm going to give you a sucking like you've never had before. I'm going to suck you dry."
Once more Margo bent her head to his prick.
This time she ran her tongue down his soft underside. She flicked her tongue at his balls and then sucked one into her mouth. She rolled his ball between her lips and tongue for a few minutes, and then she moved to the other.
After giving his second ball the same treatment, she moved her tongue back up to his cock-head. She licked at his piss-hole.
"Oh, shit, Margo," Richard moaned. "Oh, shit!"
She began to rub his stiff prick between her two hands while her tongue kept licking at his cock-head. He moaned out loud.
"Take me, Margo!" he pleaded. "Take my cock in your hot mouth! I can feel my cum boiling up!"
Margo did take his cock in her hot mouth. She lowered her lips until she was kissing him on the cock-head. Slowly she opened her mouth and admitted his cock-head between her lips. He pushed against her teeth.
She opened her teeth and his dick went in. She took it deep down into her throat and only stopped admitting his prick when her lips were resting against his balls.
She began to suck at his rod and run her mouth up and down his prick. At the same time she was using her tongue to tease and taunt his cock.
"Oh, Jesus, Margo! I don't think I can go much longer! I'm going to come. I'm going to come, Margo! Dear God!"
His prick jerked and he began to pour his cum down Margo's throat. She didn't pull away as some girls might have. Instead she opened her mouth wider and took his cock in deeper and swallowed every drop of his seed. She didn't release his dick for moments after he had come, not until she was sure she had sucked every drop of jizz from his cock-head.
"Jesus," Richard said again. "That was so good. So fucking good."
Margo liked her job. It put her into contact with a great many good-looking men and the pay was better than might be expected.
She had no illusions about why she had gotten the job. She was good-looking and the boss liked to have good-looking people around him. He was so fat and ugly that it gave him a confident feeling to boss good-looking people around.
It was true that he liked to tell people there would be no hanky-panky in the office. For everybody except him. And now and then a bonus for an agent that was doing exceptionally well. Margo didn't feel like a whore when the boss asked her to fuck another agent. She rather enjoyed it. It was just another benefit of the job.
However, the boss hadn't asked her to fuck Richard Daws. That had been her own idea and she had enjoyed the hell out of it.
Richard was already gone before the other agents returned to the office. The boss was the last to arrive.
"Come into my office, Margo," he told her. "I have some dictation."
Margo sighed. She knew what the boss meant. She was tired but she would have to go if she wanted to keep her good-paying job. It was not that she disliked sucking the boss off. She remembered the first day she had applied for the job at Proven Insurance. There had been half a dozen prettier girls ahead of her and most of them had been college girls with degrees in something or other and many skills. She had almost left the room before it was her turn for the interview.
She walked into the plush office to see the fattest man she had ever seen. He sat behind one of the desks and he looked at her with small, mean-looking eyes.
"Margo," he said. "This is your first name."
"Yes, sir," she said.
"We have a very small office here and only need one girl, a girl with the right qualifications."
He looked at her pointedly. "You look as if you have the right qualifications."
His nasty eyes left no doubt as to what he was talking about. Margo smiled. All the college girls outside, and all the education in the world would not get this job. The boss was calling for a girl with a very special quality and Margo knew what it was.
Slowly she stood up and walked to the door. She heard him grunt and turn to the phone. He thought she was leaving and he was fixing to ask for another girl to come in. Margo locked the door. It was very loud in the room.
She turned around and he put the phone down.
"I think I know what you mean," Margo said softly. "Would these be the kind of qualifications you were talking about?"
She unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged it off her shoulders. Her tits were big and she was proud of them. She very seldom wore a bra. The boss licked his lips in anticipation.
"Yes," he said. "Exactly the kind of qualifications I had in mind."
"And this?" Margo asked, as she unzipped her skirt and let it fall. She wore only red bikini panties and her dark stockings. She was glad she had chosen this one day to wear a long enough skirt so that she could wear a garter belt. Garter belts were old-fashioned but she could tell he appreciated them.
"My goodness," he said. "You have very nice legs. Very nice."
He smacked his lips loudly. He picked up the phone. He told the agent in the front office to send the rest of the girls away. He had found the girl he wanted.
He put the phone back down and turned to her again.
"We have plenty of time," he said slowly. "You started work a half-hour ago. Now we'll take some dictation."
She reached for a pad on his desk, but he only laughed.
"You won't need a pad and pencil," he said. "You only need your natural attributes."
She understood. The boss walked from behind his desk, revealing that he had already unzipped, and his meaty cock hung between his legs.
"On the couch?" she asked.
"Certainly," he said.
Margo wasn't about to allow him to get on top of her. She knew he'd kill her with his monstrous body. She offered to undress him and do the work and he agreed.
He sank his huge bulk onto the couch and Margo went to work. She had him undressed quickly and she sank to her knees beside the couch.
She sucked his cock into her mouth and kept it there until it was big and hard. She stripped off her own panties but left her stockings and garter belt on.
She climbed on top of him. She inserted his prick into her already hot cunt and she began to rock up and down on him. He went nearly crazy, like he was starved for pussy.
She only rocked on him a few minutes before he was sweating and groaning.
"Fuck," he said. "It feels so fucking good! Oh, Margo baby, fuck my balls off!"
She was just beginning to like the feel of his throbbing cock in her pussy when he gave a loud groan and she felt him squirt his seed into her cunt.
Immediately he was businesslike again. He pushed her away and dressed quickly. Then he really did have her take some dictation.
There had been many other times since then. And there had been clients and agents and a few bosses who were higher up in Proven than her boss.
She enjoyed her work and she enjoyed the fucking and she especially enjoyed the large bonus checks that often came her way.
Today was no different than any other day. She took her notebook and pencil and followed her boss into his office. He stood by the door and shut and locked it after she entered.
"I don't have much time, Margo," he said softly. "The wife will be up in a few minutes and I'm ready to blow. Do you mind?"
He unzipped his trousers and his already hot cock popped out. Margo smiled. She put her notebook on the boss' desk and fell down to her knees on the soft carpet.
She sucked his prick into her mouth. She knew how to make him come fast. She drew his cock into her mouth to his balls and she began to run her tongue around it. He groaned.
One hand serving to help her keep her balance on the carpet, she used her free hand to caress his heavy balls. She ran her experienced fingers up his thighs and clutched his ass. Even through the material of his suit she could feel the heat.
"Oh, God, Margo!" he groaned. "Oh, God, that feels so good! If only my wife could make me feel this good!"
Margo began to suck his dick with urgency. She could feel his tool growing, expanding in her throat and knew he was ready to come. She always felt good when she had a man so completely under her power. She knew that, in this moment, that there was nothing her fat boss wouldn't do to make her continue.
"Fuck, Margo! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! Oh, shit, I'm coming! I'm going to shoot my wad down your throat! Oh, fuckkkkkkk!"
Margo took his entire load in her mouth and swallowed quickly. Some men came so much that their cum escaped but not her boss. He never had enough and usually she could swallow every drop.
Margo released his limp cock and stood up. She straightened her stockings and picked up her notebook.
"Is that all, sir?" she smiled.
"Yes," he said, tucking his dick away in his trousers. "Send in my wife when she gets here."