Chapter 2

Suzy Jo Hollander placed the freshly perked cup of coffee by her boss's arm on his desk. "Careful," she warned. "It's steaming hot."

Mayor Chuck Parker looked up and smiled. "Thanks, Suzy." He took a sip of the coffee and then smacked his lips in approval. "Just the way I love it."

His secretary glanced at the top of the poll the Mayor was poring over.

"It says that the city is still annoyed about the last tax increase. The pollsters think I could be defeated if I ran now. Particularly against that popular young industrialist, Dean Crawford." Chuck laughed. "Funny thing about Crawford. We were best friends years ago, in college." He took another sip of the coffee and sighed. "I don't know. Being mayor isn't easy. No matter how you try, you can't please everybody."

Suzy watched him brood over the poll. She thought he was the greatest American in the whole country. Some day he'd be president, she just knew it! She would give her life for him. He was the most noble man in the world.

She'd started working for him a month ago. She hadn't loved him at first sight. It had taken an hour or so, she recollected.

Chuck looked up from his work to see Suzy staring down at him. Immediately she blushed crimson and, mumbling something about work in the office, she scurried out of the room.

Chuck smiled after her. What a little doll she was, he thought. At first he'd been afraid to hire her, a young girl of seventeen. How accomplished a secretary could she be, he'd wondered. But there never was a worker like this little Suzy.

And how appealing she was! Not sexy. But appealing. Fresh, like a real young girl should be. The exact opposite of his wife, Pauline. Hell, Pauline had never looked different than she did today. Even when she was seventeen, she'd looked the same-like a hotel hooker.

But this Suzy, she was probably a virgin, the last of her kind in a corrupt world. An endangered species! Those large, trusting brown eyes, that long brown hair that she wore in braids, her budding young breasts under the white cashmere sweater, her little shapely legs as she sat at the desk, typing, taking dictation, making coffee, making phone calls.

Chuck sighed. She was a perfect secretary. She'd do anything he wanted.

Anything?

Chuck felt the first hints of lust rising from his loins. But he could never do it, not with any kid as sweet as Suzy Jo Hollander. He laughed at himself. Dirty Old Man, he thought. Only thirty five, and already a Dirty Old Man! He went back to his paper work.

Suzy Jo tapped timidly at the door. "Your Honor?"

"What is it, Suzy?" the Mayor asked. He hadn't really noticed how short she was. Why she couldn't be five feet tall. Four eleven at the most. A walking, talking, baby doll. Good God, Chuck thought, what I wouldn't do to eat the fresh dew out of that one's hive of honey.

"Your Honor, it's getting real late. I was wondering if there's any last minute work you'd want me to do before I go home."

"As a matter-of-fact, there is, Suzy Jo. One last dictation."

"I'll get my pad for the dictation," she said, happily.

Dictation, Chuck thought, savoring the sound of the word. I'd love to forget the dictation and concentrate on my dick.

Suzy Jo reentered the room, her little pad in her dainty hand. She took her seat next to the Mayor's large imposing desk.

"Ready, Sir," she said in her perky, clear young voice, as pure as the mountain springs outside the pollution of Eastport.

She crossed her legs and her white miniskirt rode up above her dimpled knees. She was staring down at her dictation pad, so Chuck allowed himself a last minute stare before they got down to business. He wondered what color panties she was wearing underneath that white miniskirt. Were the panties also white? And how did they set off her young virgin thatch-that entrance to her dewy duct?

God, he was sweating.

Suzy looked up, wondering what was taking so long. Chuck cleared his throat and began. 'This letter is to the Editor of the Eastport

Gazette. I was very disappointed in your recent editorial on the new South Side Housing Project. Surely you know that the Mayor alone cannot clear up the problem of prostitution that exists in every large city in America, just as it exists in Eastport."

Chuck looked up to see Suzy blush deep pink. He wondered if she even knew what the words meant.

He continued: "To blame this terrible social problem on the office of one man is an unfortunate and..."

Suzy coughed and said "Sir" timidly.

"Yes. What is it?" Chuck could see she wanted to ask him something, but she was quite embarrassed, her face a livid red.

"Excuse me, Your Honor, but you used a word before, I don't know how to, uh, spell it."

"Which word?"

Suzy looked down at her pad. "It came after you said, quote, the Mayor alone cannot clear up the problem of ... "

The Mayor chuckled. "The word is 'prostitution.' P-r-o-s-t-i-tu-t-i-o-n."

"Thank you," Suzy said, blushing as she copied the word in her mysterious shorthand symbols.

Chuck thought for a second. Maybe this was an opening wedge to use on her. "Maybe I could change that word. Maybe the word 'whore' would be stronger there. 'The problem of whoring.' How does that sound?"

"Sir, I'm really not a good judge of, uh, I mean, uh, I'm sure you know better about ... "

"About what, Suzy? About whores?"

Suzy looked mortified. "No! I mean ... better about the choice of words!"

"Well, let me hear you read them both back to me. I'll see which one reads better."

Suzy looked as red as a beet. "As you wish, Sir." She began to read back his own statements. "The Mayor alone cannot clear up the problem of prostitution that exists in every large city in America.' " Suzy gasped when she finished the second sentence, obviously glad to be done with such a task.

Chuck felt the waves of lust rising from his loins. Jesus, he thought. This kid would be the first virgin I've ever had. Pauline was no virgin by the time I got to her. But Suzy is pure, I just know it!

I've got to have her, he thought. She is the key to my youth! She is youth. I've got to get inside her purity.

"Let me finish the letter now, Suzy. Quote, I hope my bill will be passed by the state legislature so as to enable us to fund a new program to get the undesirable elements off the South Side of Eastport. Sign it the usual way."

"I'll type it up right away," Suzy gushed, rising from her chair. As she was leaving, she added "You always write the strongest letters, Your Honor. I mean-it's just such an honor working for Your Honor, I mean, excuse me..." she scurried out of the room.

Chuck watched her walk out the door of his private office. Then he got up immediately and began to pace about the floor. He couldn't take it any longer. He'd have to hire a new secretary. The little girl would have to go. She was too pure for him, too pure for her own good. Too good for him!

He took a drink of water from his office fountain. It's like I'm a hung-up teenager all over again, he thought. And I don't dig it a bit. She's America's sweetheart, and I'm America's Dirty Old Man, he laughed.

No, he'd have to let her go. He'd tell her, her work was unsatisfactory.

"You buzzed?" Suzy smiled up to him.

God, this was going to be a bitch to do, Chuck realized. "Suzy, soon you will have finished your first month here with me."

"Tomorrow at 4:23 in the afternoon," she beamed.

"Yes. Well, remember how at first I wasn't sure a young girl, as inexperienced as yourself, could handle all the responsibilities of being the secretary of the Mayor of Eastport?"

"Yes," Suzy smiled, anticipating a compliment.

"Well, it seems my..." Chuck searched for the right word. "My fears were not groundless. I think I'm going to have to let you go."

Her dictation pad fell to the floor and Suzy slumped over with a thud.

"Suzy!" The Mayor ran over and threw his arms around her. "Say something! Are you all right?" He ran over and got her a glass of water. "Drink this. That's a good girl."

Soon her trusting, soulful brown eyes were open again. She was looking straight up at him. "I ... I'm fired?" she sobbed.

"No! Never!" He threw his arms tighter around her, stroking her long braided brown hair, letting his elbow graze her budding breasts.

Suzy responded by hugging him closer to her. Chuck felt the thrust of lust emanating upwards. Finally! He was holding her at last, this child, this girl-woman, this angel! He smelled the scrubbed scent of her Ail-American beauty. Her whole body smelled like baby powder. Ail-American, all his!

God, he had to have her. He had to get inside that innocence. He had to thrust his experienced penis up that innocent enclave. He had to feel his hard hammer battering up against her hymen. Then to plunge through into that soft twat, as clear as the dew in the morning. Oh God, he had to get inside that.

But looking down at her, Chuck wondered how smart that would be. Chuck Parker stood six feet five inches, and his cock was similarly proportioned. Suzy could hardly have been four feet eleven. And if she really was a virgin...

Chuck flicked the light off with his remote control switch. He led Suzy over to the couch in the corner of the office. She was hanging on his arm like an obedient young schoolgirl.

They settled down on the leather couch. Chuck unbuttoned her white cashmere sweater. He removed her miniscule bra, revealing her perfect miniature little breasts, her childish titties, with nipples like a little dolly. Oh God, he was hot for her untried twat!

He cradled both tiny titties in his one hand and moved the other down over her smooth, fresh young body. He felt the firm belly, the incredibly small waist, the curving hips. Suzy held him tight, trustingly.

Chuck's arms covered the length of her body, approaching her legs. He kneaded the dough of her dewy thighs, causing her to moan gently and part her legs. He undid the miniskirt. Then he looked down at her.

She was lying before him, naked except for her panties, a child sacrifice to the gods, he laughed. Virgin blood for King Kong.

Chuck stood up and shucked off his suit and undershorts. Then he lay his firm, long naked body against her, letting his elephantine erection rub against the soft silk of her panties. The soft cool white of her panties. Underneath he could feel the hot honey of her love hole.

He took his own cock in his hands and used it as a battering ramrod to roll down the elastic of her panties, to reveal his virgin goddess naked.

"Honey," he moaned, "Little honey" he whispered, stroking Suzy's baby fine pubic hair with his strong hand. He'd never felt pussy hair that soft, it wasn't even a pussy, it was a kitty, a kitten's cunt he was stroking.

"My kitty," he whispered. "My kitten has a soft pussy," he said to her as with one of his fingers he approached the entrance to that innocence.

But Suzy, who had been lying there so passive and acquiescent, now seemed to stiffen up. She opened her large brown eyes and looked at him, half in love, half in terror. "I've never been..."

She didn't finish the sentence. She didn't have to. Chuck knew she was telling the truth. She'd never been fucked. And he couldn't do it.

No, he couldn't be the first one to ball her. Not with his thing, his huge cock in her temple of twat, it would never work, it was like Mutt and Jeff, unfair, unkind, impractical.

Better to warm her up with his tongue. That might get her more into it.

Chuck held her baby breasts in one hand, and he could feel that little heart beating wildly underneath as he went down on her. His face approached her silken thatch. He smelled the tangy honey of her young snatch.

He entered with his pulsing tongue, lapping his way into her love hole.

Suzy held him tightly, as tight as her little body could hold on to anything. Her fingernails dug into his flesh.

Then abruptly Chuck pulled his tongue out. You have to go slowly with these new ones, he thought. Or else they get the idea that sex is just a free hand jerking them off.

"Now you eat me," he said to her softly.

Suzy blinked incredulously. "What?" she asked.

"Go down on me, Baby, the way I just did to you," Chuck said. He tried to guide her head but she was resistant. "Go down on me, Suzy," he said in a stern, fatherly tone of voice.

Suzy lowered her neck and opened her child-sized mouth as she approached Chuck's cock. She licked the head once or twice, very tentatively.

"Go down on it," Chuck insisted. "It won't bite you!"

Suzy licked him up and down, slowly at first, then seeming to get more into it. Chuck lay back and ran his hands through her soft brown hair.

"Open your mouth wider, kitten, take it in your mouth, the way I did to you."

Suzy looked at the size of the throbbing tool and wondered if she could do the trick. She opened her mouth its fullest expanse, just enough to accommodate the head of the pulsing prick.

"My little kitten, my little dolly," the Mayor whispered, feeling his dick tingle inside her lips. "Let me in. Let me in further. Don't leave me out in the cold. Let me come in your warm little mouth."

Suzy was beginning to gag. "I can't ... I can't anymore."

But she saw how Chuck was already in another realm of pleasure, and she wanted to do it. She wanted to do anything for him. So she pushed her lips out more, feeling the tenseness in the corner of her mouth.

Chuck felt it too. "OOoohh, ooh, kitten," he groaned, pushing his penis further into her.

There seemed no end to it, Suzy thought. It was like a snake, or a monster sea serpent trying to find a warm, snug harbor.

Suzy coughed and sputtered.

"Don't stop now," Chuck moaned, gently but firmly. "Go down more! You can do it!"

He looked up at his secretary's tiny head bobbing up and down, trying to service his man-sized meat. She was so small, so fragile, so delicate, so dedicated to him. She was like a doll, like the doll his younger sister used to have when they were both teenagers. The doll he'd slit a vagina in, how he used to fuck that little dolly, his young cock, full of piss and vinegar in those days used to slide in and out of that cold cunt.

And now he had his own dolly. A warm one, though. His own living and talking and sucking doll!

"Eat me ... eat me, Dolly."

Suzy had moved the huge hulk down her throat. Beginner's luck, she thought. Beginner's luck, beginner's suck!"

Chuck wondered where the hell she was putting it all. His cock inside her must reach all the way down to the beginning of her cunt. Little Suzy! She'd do anything for him!

"Suck on it ... suck, Suzy Doll, suck on it like a lollypop. Suck on my big hairy lollypop, in your little mouth, move your hair back but a little more athletic. ...

Oh, he'd been waiting for such purity all his life ... she was an angel. He closed his eyes, feeling quite religious. Lord, he thought, just let me worship in this shrine!

Now Suzy had stopped coughing. Chuck opened his eyes, just to make sure she was still all there.

This time Suzy was smiling as she was sucking him off. Her face had become a grown woman's, even if it was as small as a child's. She was sucking with a new abandon, sucking him off like a vacuum cleaner, sucking him with every inch of her four foot eleven inch body. Sucking him as if there would be no tomorrow.

Gee, Chuck thought, she's a fast learner.

She was so small that as her head was down on him, he could feel her little breasts bobbing against his thighs. He felt like he could just reach down and swallow her in one gulp, the way she was about to swallow his ocean of come.

I am coming, he thought. I'm coming . ... he thrust his thing in and out, so that he could feel his meat bulging against the borders of her deep throat. He felt the musculature of her throat close around him, sucking him like a whirlpool.

She was becoming like a demon, sucking him harder and harder ... he felt that if she sucked him any harder she'd pull him inside her. And there didn't look like there was any more room.

She was really into it ... as she would suck him, she would slide his surging sex out of her torrid throat, so he felt he was going to be left out in the cold. Then she'd suck him back into her, only deeper, deeper, deeper and deeper, until he felt he'd see his sleek surging cock break through her rib cage.

Deeper, deeper, deeper.

Chuck reared up and shot his hot lust load into her deep throat just when he felt he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Oh, Honey," he held her close to him. "Oh, you took my large load of lust into you. Oh, Baby Doll."

When he looked down at her, she looked a good five years older than she had before. Well, he thought, she can certainly use the protein.

Now, he thought, for a few moments of pleasant rest. He closed his eyes and thought of the lovely summer that seemed around the corner.

Suzy broke free from his embrace. She stood up, small and naked in the moonlight that had flooded the Mayor's office.

"Stand up ... too..." she said in a choked voice.

Chuck reluctantly got to his feet. He laughed to himself to see that when they stood together Suzy only came up to his solid muscular chest. What a little angel she was.

Suzy threw her arms around his waist and planted a ferocious lust kiss on his chest, digging her teeth deep into him.

"Hey!" Chuck laughed. "Ouch! That can hurt!" He laughed again uneasily. "I mean it. Cut that out." He gently pushed her away from him.

Suzy also laughed, as if she realized the joke. But then she did it again. She bent down and took one of his bullish balls in her mouth. She was still raring to go.

I've created a monster, Chuck thought. What have I unleashed on the world? She's blowing my balls, and I'm late for a meeting with my Budget Director.

"Honey, Suzy Jo, I really have to go. I have a meeting. We'll have more time in the future. This isn't the end."

But he saw that his little girl scout had been transformed. What had done it, he wondered? Was it his hot come, floating around in her that had unleashed this Dr. Jekyll-and-Mr. Hyde transformation? She just wouldn't let go of his balls. And she was trying to pull him back down on top of her.

"Suzy Jo ... Miss Hollander, please! I really have to go."

"Oh, please come again," she whimpered. "In my mouth, up my twat, into my ass. Please, please come again."

"I can't come. I have to go," Chuck explained.

"Oh Chuck, Chuck, suck, fuck," she moaned. 'Then eat me, eat me, like you taught me to do, eat me up."

"But Suzy, I have a meeting. I can't eat you now. I have to run."

"So eat and run," Suzy begged.

Chuck eased his ravaged balls out of the vampire's mouth. They were red, and he could swear they looked swollen. What had he created!

"My little lust box," he cooed, "there'll be plenty of other times for me to do this." And, as if to assure her, he just placed his finger at the entrance of her petite pussy.

Suzy shrieked and grabbed his outstretched finger. She pulled it inside of her and, wrapping legs around him, climaxed like a woman possessed.

"My little lust box!" This time Chuck meant it seriously. My, she could even teach Pauline a few tricks. And Pauline had been turning tricks since she was twelve!

Suzy stood up and picked up her dictation pad. "I'll go type that letter now," she said, smiling slightly.

"Yes," Chuck agreed. "That would be a good idea.

After she left the room, Chuck staggered over to his desk for a well-deserved rest. He looked down at his cock and saw the outlines of her pearly teeth.

This would be an interesting summer, he thought.