Her blonde hair shimmered in the fading afternoon light as she bent her head over her desk and concentrated on the work before her. Gaylord Timms stood at the door of his office and watched her. The older man's heart beat just a little faster every time he looked at the beautiful little blonde. She was lovely. Damn, she was lovely. He walked back toward her and smiled as she looked up at him.
"You sure I'm not keeping you from a date?" he asked for the fourth time that afternoon. "I mean, it seems unusual for a young woman as attractive as you to be free on Sunday."
"I'm glad you called me," she answered brightly. "You saved me from a very boring day."
She had been happy to get his phone call. After last night Ginny was quite happy to be sitting safely in the office, preparing the report for the special meeting of the directors of the company. Last night! It seemed so far away now. It seemed almost like it happened to another girl. It seemed like it happened in another world.
"Yeah!" the big bastard had panted as he stood by the cot. "Now we start really having some fun!"
He had dropped onto the mattress with her while she huddled back against the wall. He reached for her roughly and pulled her forward, pushing her onto her elbows. He pulled her ass around and got behind her. His hands came up beneath her tits, grabbing roughly at both heaving globes. He pinched one nipple brutally, holding her button between two fingers until she was moaning in pain.
"Not so bossy now, are you?" Brad gloated. "You're going to learn who's calling the shots around here. Hell yes, I'm going to teach you!"
He kept the fingers on her nipple. His other hand dropped to her pussy and began pinching at her clit just as viciously. He ran one hand inside her and kept his thumb on the outside. He pressed them together hard and twisted. The blonde gasped as pain flashed through her. She shook with the agony he was bringing to her body. She clenched her teeth against the blinding pain, hating him all of a sudden. Up until now she had merely disliked him. Up until now she had thought of him as just a smelly, uncouth brute. She had even felt a little pity for him. No longer! She hated him! She despised him! Damn him! Damn him, anyway!
"Don't like that, do you?" he laughed. "I feel you trying to fight me. It's hard to fight, though, when I've got you between my fingers like this."
His big cock rubbed between her thighs. He released her tit and began to caress her body with his hand. He swung his body from side to side, rubbing his cock up against the crease in her ass. She could feel his body shake as he laughed at her misery. She waited for him to go ahead. She waited for him to get his cock into her pussy and dog-fuck her. She didn't realize that he had other plans.
She realized it, though, when he caught her hips in both hands. He held her tightly and began to push his cock into the crack between her buttocks. He laughed as he got the tip of his pecker at her asshole and began to drive it into the tender opening.
"Let's see how your ass fucks," he laughed. "Let's see if you know how to handle a prick up your asshole!"
"No!" she gasped. "Please! Ohhhh, noooooo!" She throttled her please. Ginny realized that her panting only encouraged him to greater excess. She clamped her mouth shut and moaned softly as his cock pressed harder into her asshole. She couldn't keep back the scream that came to her lips as he stretched her asshole and got his cock inside. It felt like he had torn her flesh. Hot pain shot through her. Her ass started to throb with agony as he drove his cock deeper into her.
"God!" she bellowed as he pulled her hips back toward him. "Ohhhh, God!"
He pulled her onto his cock. He pulled her ass all the way over his pulsing meat. Then he reached back around and began to finger her clit while he started pumping into her ass. He worked her clit roughly, his other hand returning to her tits and roughing up her nipples. His cock sent flashes of blinding pain through her ass.
"Damn, she feels good this way!" he called out to his companions. "She's got the tightest little ass you ever fucked. Damn! She's got my pecker going crazy!"
That was the word for the way his prick was thrusting and lunging through her ass. The blonde struggled to put into practice the lesson she'd learned from Lorelei. She forced herself down on his cock. She strained her muscles toward the intruder, trying her damnest to slit on him. That would have given her some pleasure. That would have taught him. She knew she couldn't, though. It felt like it, but she knew it wasn't happening. It was relieving some of the pain, however. It made it easier to take his frenzied thrusts.
"Ohhhhh, we're riding now!" he panted. "Yes, yes! I'm riding your precious little ass! Ohhhh, baby! Ride me! Give me a good ride!"
He fucked her rapidly, pumping his cock into her with angry intensity. He pulled and twisted at her tits. He finger-fucked her cunt. His excitement built up rapidly. Her ass was too tight for his cock to last very long. It was only a matter of minutes before he started quivering insanely.
"God!" he whispered. "I'm going to shoot off! Damn! Your ass was too tight, baby! I never fucked such a tight ass before."
Ginny trembled as his warm semen flooded into her ass. She clenched her teeth tighter as he gasped and moaned behind her. He emptied his cock into her, then sank back onto the cot. She felt the welcome relief as his cock slipped slowly out of her asshole. The blonde glanced back and saw him smiling happily, then she slipped down onto her tummy, hoping for some respite.
She didn't get it, though. The rough men kept her at it for most of the night. They fucked her once more each. She didn't remember how many more times. It had all become hazy in her mind. She did have to suck them, though. She remembered that. They used her body for their pleasure until they had worn their peckers out. Only then did they drive her back toward her apartment. They let her out two blocks away from the complex.
There was a gentle knock on the office door. Ginny looked up and watched Mr. Timms met the delivery boy and took the bags of food. He came back to her desk, looking proud and happy at his surprise.
"I took the liberty of ordering dinner for us," he told her. "If we're going to be working into the night, we ought to have a good meal, don't you think?"
Ginny smiled up at him and nodded. His call had come to her apartment early that morning. She had listened sleepily as he apologized for calling so early. He had been trying until late the evening before, he explained. There was a special meeting of the company directors Monday, and he needed someone to help him get the reports ready. It was a welcome opportunity for Ginny. It got her out of the apartment. It got her mind off the terror of the evening before.
They took the food out of the bags and spread it across her desk. Ginny ate heartily, realizing that she hadn't eaten since breakfast yesterday morning. The food was good, the coffee even better. More than the food, though, the way Mr. Timms looked at her renewed her self-esteem. He looked at her like she was something very, very special. He smiled warmly, adoringly as their eyes met. Ginny felt better, knowing that all the fucking she had done in the last twenty-four hours didn't show at all. Somehow it made her feel fresh and pure. Especially the way he looked at her made her feel fresh and clean again.
"Mr. Timms," she told him as they were finishing the meal, "I can handle this work alone. If you'd prefer to go home to your family, I certainly would understand."
"What family?" he asked, looking at her strangely.
"Your wife and children," she explained. Somehow she had just assumed that he had a family. Mr. Timms seemed that type. It was impossible to think of him without imagining him very married.
"I've been a widower for almost five years," he told her. "My wife and child were killed in an automobile accident."
"I'm sorry!" Ginny gasped. "I didn't know."
He accepted her apology, then talked with her about his life. He was a very lonely man, the blonde realized. Worldwide Properties was his whole world now. He had thought at times of looking for another woman, but never got around to it. Perhaps, she felt, he was afraid of experiencing all that hurt again. She looked at him tenderly, feeling an urge to cuddle his face against her tits. She asked him if he didn't feel the physical need of a woman sometimes. He hung his head for a moment, then looked up at her.
"Sometimes," he confessed, "I just ache to have a woman touch me."
Ginny reached out her hand and placed it on his. She stroked gently along his fingers. Then she got up and walked around her desk. She smiled as she stepped into his arms. She returned his kiss passionately, pressing her luscious body tightly against him. His cock began to throb against her. She drew her knee up between his thighs and pressed upward into the hardening prick. As his hands slowly gathered the courage to caress her tits, she pulled her face away. Her eyes glowed with a misty light as she smiled at him.
"There's a couch in the rest room," she suggested. "On Sunday night, I don't think we'd be interrupted."
He looked at her with disbelief in his eyes. He hesitated, as though unable to comprehend what she was offering him. He wanted her, though. The blonde had no doubt of that. Poor man! Five years without any pussy could destroy him. She needed to take care of his overdue needs. Ginny laughed lightly and took his hand. She pulled him behind her as she made her way past the other desks. She took him into the rest room, then turned toward him.
"Don't be afraid of me," she assured him. "There won't be any complications. I'm not going to get all hung up on you after one good fuck."
She slowly began unbuttoning her blouse. Mr. Timms watched her remove her blouse and skirt.
As she slipped her panty-hose down her legs he began removing his own clothes. She waited in bra and panties until he was naked, then made a great show of removing the final garments. His eyes looked eagerly at her luscious, young body. He moistened his lips nervously, then joined her as she sat down on the soft couch.
She was so lovely, Gaylord Timms felt. She was the softest, sweetest girl he had ever imagined. Ever since she came to work for him he had dreamed of how it might be to fuck her. He had watched her walk around the office. He had drooled at the way her tits thrust against her tight sweaters and blouses. He had trembled at the thought of getting his hands on those tits. His cocks tingled every time her saucy ass swung past his door. Damn! She was gorgeous! She was beautiful! Now she was going to fuck him!
"So lovely," he sighed as he began caressing her tits. "So beautiful!"
Ginny reached for his cock and began to fondle it into pulsing excitement. She pumped his shaft and fingered his balls. She traced the outline of his male nipples with a fingertip while he began to feel her pussy.
"Mmmmm," she sighed. "Ooooo, that feels good. Mmmmmmm!"
The adoration in his eyes, the reverence in his touch, sent chills of pleasure through her body. To Mr. Timms she wasn't just an available piece of pussy. To him she was a Goddess. She was his beautiful, young princess. This was the kind of fuck she needed. She leaned back as his face came over hers. She parted her lips for his kiss and glowed as his tongue came into her mouth and ran passionately about. She quivered as he sucked deeply, lovingly on her breath. She tingled as he caressed her clit into shimmering ecstasy. She trembled as he thumbed her nipples into hard, tight buttons of passion.
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned happily. "Love me, Mr. Timms. Love me! Mmmmmm!"
It didn't seem strange at all to call him "mister" as he prepared to fuck her. That's who he was to her. That's how he would remain to her. He was her boss. He was also a man with a terrible need. Wasn't that part of a good employee's job? Wasn't she supposed to keep her boss healthy and happy?
"Sweetheart!" he panted as he laid her across the couch. "What a beautiful little sweetheart!"
He came over her. He smiled adoringly at her as he got between her thighs and placed his cock gently at the lips of her cunt. He stroked along her hips and thighs as he shoved gently into her. He held his prick in careful check, stopping just inside her pussy and flipping his cockhead back and forth over her clit. His hand came back to her tits, cuddling them and caressing them while they swelled even more ripe and full.
"So much woman!" he gasped. "Sooooo much lovely woman! Ohhhh, baby! What you do to a lonely old man!"
"I want to," she assured him. "I want to show you how important you are to all of us. I want to please you. I want to make you happy."
He smiled softly and affectionately at her as he began thrusting his cock deeper into her well-oiled cunt. He fucked her slowly and deliberately. His rod splashed through the gushing lubricants that filled her pussy. He pulled her against his chest, rubbing her tits lusciously as he weaved his body above on her. His cock began to weave, too. He did amazing things with his tool. He worked it in her cunt until he had her shaking with fiery spasms. Her pussy sucked at his cock, struggling to draw his charge from him.
"Ooooeeee!" Ginny moaned in passion. "Oooooeeeee! That's fantastic! Oooooo, keep it up! Fuck me! Ooooeee, fuck me!"
She wrapped her legs around his waist and began humping herself along his cock. She writhed, thrusting her swollen tits upward against him. She tried to get their nipples to touch and brush together. She rolled her ass about to match the way he fucked her.
"That's beautiful!" she cried out. "Beautiful! Beautiful! What a gorgeous fuck! Mmmmmmm!"
His lips came back over her mouth. He sucked deeply, powerfully on her breath. The blonde felt like he was inhaling her being. He was trying to suck her reality into himself through that long, passionate kiss. She shivered in surging delight. She humped faster along his prick. Her pussy began to shudder with sparkling passion. Ginny throbbed with the rise of her orgasm.
She knew it was close upon her. She couldn't hold back much longer. She was going crazy from the way he fucked her. The young woman broke her mouth free of his kiss so she could plead with him.
"Fuck me!" she begged. "Let it fill me! Let your cum fill my pussy! Oooooo, Mr. Timms, I'm coming! Oooooooo!"
The room began to spin around her. Blazing lights seemed to be flashing about her. Her orgasm shook her, pinned her to the couch, then sent her into shuddering ecstasy. She gasped as the explosions went off throughout her body. Her pussy felt like it was dancing. Her tits felt like they were as large as basketballs. She soared off in her orgy of delight.
Mr. Timms kept fucking her. He held back his own orgasm. He let her ride out her passion, then slowly brought her back to a peak of desire. This time she knew he would share the rapture with her. As her pussy began to glow with a second climax, she felt his cock start to pound harder than ever. His throbs shook her cunt into pulsing, glowing beauty. She was beginning to scream her ecstasy when his cum hit her. Five year's of pent-up cum came boiling into her. She had never experienced such an eruption from a man. He fucked and rolled them about, his cock shooting and shooting.
"Ohhhhh!" he moaned. "Ohhhh, finally! Ohhh, it's been so long! What a beautiful fuck! What a beautiful girl!"
They lay in each other's arms afterwards. Mr. Timms kept stroking her body. His eyes kept gazing on her as though she were something exquisite, something very precious. His treatment of her sent a warm shiver through her. She was something special. She was very special.
Ginny closed her eyes and basked in his adoration. She might have done something nice for a lonely man, but he had done even more for her. She had made him feel virile and important again. He had done more than that for her. He had made her feel soft and desirable. He had restored her innocence. She was his little princess. She was his goddess. She was a very special person, a very special lay.
Ginny leaned over and kissed him. She kissed his eyelids. She kissed his cheeks. She kissed his chin. Then she kissed him softly on the lips. She held the kiss for a long time. As she finally drew back she smiled adoringly at him.
"Thank you," she whispered. "Thank you for the most beautiful moment in my life."