For fifteen years the factory had successfully gone about its business of manufacturing plastics. There were over three hundred blue-collar workers and an office staff of fifty in the plant. The firm had always run smoothly and efficiently with a minimum of friction between the various departments. Since its opening day, the general atmosphere of the plant was one of all business and no nonsense. There was no company newsletter and no official bowling or softball teams. There was a family picnic for everyone in July and an employees-only party during the week of Christmas. Other than that, the plant was like a large, unemotional monster that drew in the workers in the morning and spat them out at night.
It was a sultry afternoon late in-June when Lou Masters looked out of his window in the executive wing of the building. His golf club was only six miles away and Lou closed his eyes and imagined himself striding the fairway instead of standing in his sterile office. There are those who thought that Lou had it made in life; but he knew better. Lou was forty-four years old and hopelessly locked in his position with the firm. There was no way that he could advance himself higher than his present job in this company and the pay was just a little too good and the security was just a little too strong to permit him the luxury of leaving.
Some executives could have lived quite happily under such an arrangement, but not Lou Masters. By now, the pangs of frustration had driven deep into his soul and he was constantly on the search for some method of escaping the boredom of his existence. Little did he realize that his efforts that day would begin an incredible chain reaction that would, in one way or another, affect the entire factory.
“A girl from Mr. Brandon’s office to see you,” announced his secretary, breaking his train of thought.
“Send her in,” he sighed. Mack Brandon was forever sending him reams of communications, none of which were worth the paper they were written on.
But then, Mack had to do something to earn his keep at the plant.
The girl was about nineteen, blonde and pleasantly buxom. He had never seen her before, he was certain, or he surely would have remembered her. He gave her body a professional appraisal and liked what he saw. He liked it very much, indeed. Her breasts, rich and ripe, were clearly outlined under the thin blouse she wore. Her hips were well rounded and her mini-skirt revealed a tantalizing pair of thighs.
“What’s your name?” he asked.
“It’s Vicki, Mr. Masters. Vicki Thomas. I’m a temporary typist in Mr. Brandon’s office.”
“Oh, that means you might not be around here much longer then.”
“Well, that’s what a temporary typist has to expect, I suppose. You sort of get used to it, though.”
“Do you like it here at the plant?”
“Oh, yes sir, I do. I think it’s a great place to work.”
“Well then, maybe we can find some way to keep you here?”
“Oh, golly, do you mean it?”
“I never say anything I don’t mean, Vicki.”
“But Mr. Masters, you don’t even know me. Why would you go out on a limb for me like that?”
“Well, let’s say that I’m a good company man and I think that a girl with your looks would be a big asset to the company. Say anything you want, but I’m going to see that you stay on here in some capacity. Now what do you think about that?”
“Golly, that’s terrific. I really mean it. Wow! Now is there any answer to Mr.
Brandon’s message?”
Lou Masters scanned his eyes over the message, but his mind was elsewhere.
Vicki was seated on the chair across from him, one leg crossed over the other and flexing up and down, causing her hips to roil with each movement. The sight of those weaving hips caused a blazing sensation to begin deep down in his crotch. Something he hadn’t felt for a long time. He had to see this girl tonight, but it must be a delicate move. If he acted too boldly it might ruin everything. He glanced at his watch. It was half an hour to closing time. Then the thought struck him. “It’s going. to take me a little while to get up an answer for Brandon,” he said. “Would you mind waiting and taking it to him when I’m through?”
“Oh, not at all, Mr. Masters. I’d love to do it for you.”
“You’re going to do more than just carry a message for me tonight, baby, he muttered to himself. “Much more.”
At five o’clock, his secretary stepped in the room and found him busily scribbling some notes on paper while Vicki sat in a nearby chair reading a magazine.
“Will you want me to type up something for you tonight?” she asked.
“No, Louise,” he answered. “I’m going to be a few more minutes and then I’ll let Vicki type it for me. You can go on home now, and I’ll see you in the morning.”
If Louise suspected what her boss had in mind, she didn’t show it as she smiled her good night and left. Now he had Vicki alone and step one was accomplished.
He toyed and fussed over the paper until it was past six o’clock and then he sprung his trap. “I feel terrible about keeping you here so late, Vicki,” he said. “The very least I can do is take you to dinner for your troubles.”
“Oh, golly, I’d love it, Mr. Masters, but you don’t have to, really you don’t.”
“But I want to. Now I’ve written out my reply for you in longhand. Take it back to your department, type it up, put it on Brandon’s desk and then meet me back here. Okay?”
“Whatever you say, Mr. Masters. You’re the boss.”
“You just keep that attitude, honey, and you’re going to be all right.”
The moment she was gone, Lou called his wife, Trudy, and explained that be was stuck with a dinner meeting. Trudy, who was an old hand at this last minute dinner cancellation routine, accepted wearily. She and Lou had been married for twenty-one years, had three children, and an amazing lack of communication. Of course, they always put on a good show of solidarity when they were around Lou’s employers, but at home their marriage had deteriorated until they were merely two people who happened to be living under the same roof. On those infrequent occasions when they had sex, it was methodical and completely uninspired. Both Lou and Trudy had often wished they could do something to correct this situation but their communication was so poor they could never find the proper way of discussing it.
The dinner was at a restaurant out on the highway, far from the prying eyes of Lou’s Mends. It was a happy, fun-type of meal with Lou rallying all of his old boyish charms to impress this girl who happened to be just about the same age as his oldest son. Vicki was dutifully impressed with Lou’s wealth and status.
She bad never been pursued by a man of Lou’s means. It flattered her young ego to see this dynamic man making such an obvious effort to overwhelm her.
They were in the midst of a discussion about the pill and how long Vicki had been on it, when Lou began his serious assault.
“Do you take shorthand, Vicki?”
“Yes, of course,” she replied, startled by his sudden change in the conversation. “I’m pretty good at it, too, but I won’t get a chance to show anybody for awhile, I guess.”
“Don’t be too sure of that.”
“What do you mean?”
“My secretary, Louise, is starting to annoy me and, to tell you the truth, the only reason I’ve kept her as long as I did was because I didn’t have anybody to replace her. Maybe now I have.”
“Are you kidding, Mr. Masters? Here I am a temporary typist in the morning and in just a couple of hours I’ve got the chance to become a personal secretary.
Wow – I could kiss you.”
“Well then, why don’t you?”
“You mean right here – at the table?”
“No, actually I have another place in mind.”
Vicki sobered up for just a moment. Lou had made his pitch and now she had to make up her mind as to what to do with it.
“I could dig it,” she replied quickly. “Even if you didn’t get the job for me I could dig it just fine.”
“Then let’s go,” said Lou, his face beginning to flush with anticipation. He let his eyes flash over Vicki’s fleshy legs as she slid out of the booth. It figured to be a most exciting night.
Inside of the motel room, Lou turned to lock the door and when he turned back again, Vicki was already out of her dress and had her shoes kicked off. He rushed to her and covered her lips with his own, sending his tongue crashing against hers. It was a long, drawn-out kiss, giving him time to move his hands over her magnificent body and feel the vibration of her passion through his fingertips. His fingers settled on her buttocks and he squeezed the flesh vigorously through her panties. Then he slipped his hands under the elastic and ran them down again, this time against the bare and quivering flesh. Vicki squealed into his mouth as his finger traced the slit of her buttocks and moved down, way down into her crotch. She spread her legs to permit him easier access and he finally secured entry from that position.
Now she was hotter than ever. Her breath was coming in short, sharp bursts and her tongue was flashing in and out of his mouth more rapidly than he believed was possible. He kept this position for the next minute or two, working the finger in and out of the area until a telltale bit of moisture on his fingertip told him that she had experienced her first climax. He removed his finger from the spot and put both of his hands on the elastic of her panties. Vicki sensed what he was about to do, and pulled in her tummy to allow the panties to slip over her hips and down to the floor, where she stepped gracefully out of them.
Lou went to work on her bra next, and a moment later she stood before him completely nude. Her breasts were creamy white and perfectly formed. The nipples were like strawberries, red and luscious. He threw his lips from one to the other and found them to be delightfully sweet. Then he pushed her breasts apart and moved his head deep into the cleavage where he kissed the skin in the center. It was burning with her body heat and exuded an aroma of passion that drove him even wilder than ever.
From there, his lips began traveling down her body until they reached the rounded tummy. He kissed the area around the navel for several moments and then buried his tongue into the opening. She squirmed and squealed with delight. Lou was on his knees before her now. He was still fully clothed, but somehow he couldn’t pull himself away from this exploration of her body long enough to undress.
His mouth moved into the area of her muff. The pubic hair was tawny yellow and soft as silk. He ran his teeth through the strands and felt her body shudder with emotion. She spread her thighs for him even wider than before and he licked the sections where her legs joined her trunk. When he pulled gobs of that tender flesh into his mouth and massaged them gently with his teeth, she nearly fainted. Now he moved his mouth up to her muff and spread the lips of her vulva with his fingers. Her legs could no longer hold her. She backed toward the bed and when the edge met her, she fell on it and spread her legs wide as she could to permit his entry. Lou fell in between those marvelous shafts and buried his face into the blonde muff. The aroma was mildly fragrant and drove him to greater desire than he had ever experienced before. His tongue flashed incessantly, making Vicki squeal louder and louder with delight until she finally had to stuff her hands into her mouth to keep from screaming.
Finally, Lou couldn’t stand, the strain for another moment. His rod was practically bursting with desire and he knew that he must enter her immediately, or lose his sperm inside of his own pants. He stepped away from her and began tearing out of his clothing. Vicki watched him, fascinated. The sight of this important executive tearing off his clothes before her, did something wonderful for her ego.
Now Lou was completely undressed and more than ready for action. He stepped toward her body, threw himself on it, and aimed his rod for her luscious love spot. Vicki moved her hand down to the area quickly and guided the tool inside of her body. She was still extremely tight, even though she had already experienced several orgasms. Lou grunted at the difficult passage and, thrust harder than before. The fluids were churning in his scrotum now and begging for release. He knew that he had better get in as many thrusts as he possible could to satisfy Vicki before his orgasm temporarily ended that session. He pushed his rod into her as deeply as it would go, withdrew, and rammed it home again with every ounce of strength in his body. His mouth was pressed tightly against here, and their tongues slashed at each other violently. Small grunts escaped their lips as they forced themselves against each other.
Vicki had wrapped her muscular legs around Lou’s torso and was squeezing him as tightly as she could, while thrusting her pelvis up to meet his drive. The nips and twitches of her love spot and the wild gyrations of her hips were more than Lou’s nervous system could endure. The sperm churned in his scrotum and the blood rushed through his veins prior to the blazing sensation of an orgasm. His breath came in quick spurts, his brain reeled, his throat tightened, and then he erupted inside her. One burst followed another inside her body, and she responded with a flow of her own that caused her to clutch at his skin with fingers of steel and scream away her passion inside of his mouth. When it was over, he rolled off beside her.
“Well, how was that?” he asked, when he had finally regained his composure.
“Great,” she replied, “only I wish it could have been just a teeny bit longer.
I’ve still got a few more goodies that I’d like to get rid of.”
“I’ll see what I can do to help you, after I get a few minutes rest. Why don’t you go to the bathroom and I’ll catch a few winks.”
Vicki let him sleep for fifteen minutes and then awakened him with a kiss on the lips. “Are you ready now?” she asked, sliding her hand down to his crotch and fondling his limp rod. The stimulation helped considerably and in just a few moments it was firm and ready for more.
“Let me get on top this time,” she said, “and I’ll give you a ride you won’t ever forget.”
“Be my guest,” he replied, reaching up to help her mount his body. When she had placed herself above his tool, she took it delicately in her fingers and guided it into her cunny, which was still amazingly tight. Then, when the entry had been made, she lowered herself slowly and carefully down the shaft until it was completely packed into her body.
“Mmmmm,” she murmured softly, placing her mouth against his. “Mmmmm, it feels good – so good! Are you ready?”
“Ready,” he replied, getting a bit more settled on the mattress. And then she was off on a series of wild gyrations that made Lou grunt with surprise. She twisted, turned, and pumped at him like a wild beast, without ever losing the precious rod that was buried deep in her cunny. Lou’s hands worked their way around her body and his fingers began massaging the area of her crotch. This action stirred Vicki on to even greater energy and she accelerated her speed to a pace that bordered on insanity. Lou tried to hold back as long as he could, but the movement of the red-hot cunny around his rod was too demanding and made the juice fly in one blazing spurt after another. And then it was over.
Lou and Vicki each made a visit to the bathroom and then met in bed once again.
Under normal circumstances, Lou would have been totally exhausted at this point and his sexual appetite would have been fulfilled for at least a week. But this night was far from a normal circumstance. This vivacious girl was making him feel young again. She had lured his youthful ardor from its sleep and now that it was awake, it would not be repressed. At least for tonight, he was the energetic and totally uninhibited Lou Masters he had been twenty-five years ago. He took Vicki in his arms and kissed her deeply. She responded in kind and her hot little tongue spread a path of fire across his lips and deep into his mouth. His tongue darted out to challenge hers and they met once again, slipping and sliding over each other frantically.
Vicki’s hand moved down to Lou’s crotch and began toying with the rod that was becoming erect once again. She tickled the head with her long, ivory-colored fingernail, and it responded to her touch immediately. The tool was blazing hot and throbbing with a flow of dynamic energy, but Vicki continued her relentless assault on its head until the clear fluids began to flow.
“How do you want to do it this time?” she whispered.
“What about from the back?” said Lou. “My wife would never try that position with me, even though I asked her to do it at least a hundred times. You game?”
“I’m game for anything you are,” she smiled. “Anything at all.” She rolled over and got to her knees, thrusting her large, milk-white buttocks up to greet him.
Then she held the cheeks apart with her fingers, exposing that magnificent slot in all its sensual beauty. The golden hair was spread all around. the pink lips of her vulva, actually framing It for the eye of the beholder.
Lou’s eyes moved upward to the slash of her beautiful bottom and he was suddenly impelled to do something that he had never once thought about doing before. “Stay loose,” he said to her, as he approached that sensitive area with his head. “I’m going to give you the thrill of a lifetime.”
His lips began on the fleshy globes of her bottom and began caressing the skin all over. Vicki seemed to sense what Lou had in mind, and the excitement was such that she began trickling juices from her slot long before he actually touched the area.
He kissed her fingers that were holding the buttocks apart, first on one hand and then on the other. Then he went back and kissed the fingers again, leaving the moisture of his saliva dripping from them. And then he moved his face into her anus.
Vicki squealed loudly as his tongue moved into the crack and began circling the anal cavity. Then, when his tongue actually pierced the hole, she threw her face downward into the pillow and screamed With every ounce of energy she possessed.
Lou’s tongue worked around in that area for several moments and then began working its way downward to the vulva that was by now awash with her juices of love. His tongue darted over the lips, lapping up the juices as quickly and efficiently as he possibly could. The tastes and the smells of the area had driven him into an uncontrolled frenzy by now, and he was completely lost in the mood of the moment.
He pushed his tongue deeper and deeper into the slot until his lips were pressed hard against the lips of her cunny. Then he began wiggling his tongue.
It was difficult at first, because the force of his lips and the tightness of her love spot didn’t allow him a great deal of freedom. But he kept working at it and before long the tongue moved up – then down – and then from side to side. And with each movement that it made, Vicki’s hips began to churn and her voice began to scream louder and louder into the pillow. Then Lou withdrew his tongue slightly and rammed it deep into the slot again. He repeated this same movement time and time again, making each thrust just a bit more severe than the one preceding it.
By now, the juices flowed from Vicki’s cunny so fast and furiously that there was no way Lou could capture it all. The fluid was smeared all over his mouth, chin, and even his nose but he didn’t seem to mind – or even notice, for that matter. He was truly a man possessed by passion. Lou stayed at his oral assault for a full fifteen minutes, never once stopping for a breath of air or even to take the opportunity to wipe the moisture from his face. By the time he took his first break in the action, Vicki was on the verge of collapse. The lips of her vulva were bright crimson and literally awash with the juices of love. The area was also more sensitive than she had ever known it to be before. Even Lou’s breath was stimulation enough to send a shiver through her body and cause another burst of fluid to come pouring from within.
Lou wiped his face off quickly, using the back of Vicki’s thighs as his towel.
The slippery substance quickly covered her left leg and when that one could take no more, he switched to the right. Meanwhile, Vicki never changed her position. She remained on her knees. with her fingertips spreading that desirable area for Lou’s convenience. Her face remained buried in the pillow, turning it ever so slightly from time to time so that she could inhale a quick burst of air.
When Lou felt refreshed and ready for more action, he moved his tongue up into her rectum and began the entire operation from the start. His tongue darted in and out of her anus, sending shivers coursing through her entire body and causing her to begin shaking with sobs for the first time since the evening began.
Vicki was no newcomer to sex. She had enjoyed experiences with boys. since the age of fifteen, and had run the gamut of adventures from swinging in parked cars to taking weekend,, trips. Yet, strangely enough, she had never been subjected to such a long period of stimulation. Maybe, she thought to herself, these older guys really do have something to offer a young girl.
Lou stayed inside her vulva with his tongue for another fifteen minutes, ignoring the flow of her fluids as well as the cramped position he was forced to assume. Nothing mattered to him now, but the desire to fulfill and to be fulfilled by this voluptuous girl. And so he stayed and he did his thing until his rod told him that he had better insert it right now, or lose his precious load. Lou rose and mounted Vicki from the rear. She felt his presence and spread the lips of her vulva even wider to receive him – but that move was unnecessary now, because the area was so well moistened that he could have gained entry with no assistance from her whatsoever.
The head slipped into the warm, wet nest and the shaft followed immediately, imprisoning it in a manner that made Lou nearly scream out. He withdrew the shaft to the head and slammed it home with every ounce of strength left in his body. It was fortunate for Vicki that she was anchored into the pillow or the thrust might have driven her through the headboard. Then Lou withdrew to the same point and slammed the rod home again and again. They were both screaming with the passion of the moment now, pushing their bodies into each other as if it were a contest between them to see which could be the most aggressive.
Lou felt the orgasm beginning to well up inside of his scrotum, and the sensation made him thrust even harder and more ferociously than before.
“It’s coming, Vicki, it’s coming now,” he said to her, as his breath exploded in short bursts.
“I know, I can feel it getting there,” she replied.
“Let’s – let’s give it all we’ve got, huh?”
“Okay, honey.”
Vicki’s hips began to revolve around Lou’s forward thrusts creating a counterbalance that nearly made him lose his mind. The rod began pushing faster and even faster now, heading for that inevitable climax.
The first burst of sperm tore into Vicki like a jet-propelled rocket. As the fluid hit home, she screamed deeply into her pillow and released another torrent of her own. By now, Lou was pouring one burst after another into Vicki’s body and squeezing her about the waist so strongly it forced the air from her lungs and made her collapse, exhausted. Lou released one final dribble of sperm and collapsed himself. The rod began to shrivel and finally squirted out of the wet opening without any assistance. Lou, too tired to move, let his body slide off Vicki’s, and there, side by side, they slept until two in the morning.
“How are you going to explain being out so late to your wife?” asked Vicki, as Lou’s car sped along the highway.
“She’s used to my keeping screwy hours,” he smiled. “And besides, I wonder sometimes if she ever does give a damn if I’m getting a little on the side. But let’s get to us for a minute. You’re going to be my secretary as soon as I can get rid of Louise. Then we can have a few more sessions together like we had tonight.”