She called Eddie, but he wasn't in. Rather than wait until he got in, she went over to his place, and sat in front of his door. Whenever he got there, she would talk to him.
Her mother hadn't arrived by the time she decided to leave, so she left a note saying she had gone out and wouldn't be home for supper. Her mother would be annoyed, but it was too bad. She had more important things on her mind at this moment.
Eddie came home shortly after five. He was whistling to himself as he approached his door.
"Hello, Eddie," said Arlene, not bothering to stand.
"Arlene!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"I want to see you," she said. "I have something important I want to talk to you about."
"Sure. What is it?" he asked her. He helped her up and unlocked the door. "You should have called me. Perhaps I could have met you somewhere…"
"Why, are you expecting someone here?" she asked.
"What are you talking about?" he asked her.
"Oh, Eddie, I just heard the most awful thing about you. I want to know if it's true or not."
Eddie was silent. He had a feeling he knew what she was going to say. But how could she have found out?
"Well, don't you want to know what I have to say?" she asked, seeing that he wasn't going to ask her.
"Uh, sure," he said. "What did you hear? It's probably untrue anyway. What is it?"
"A friend of mine told me that, um, er… this is harder than I thought… um, she said, that you, um, were repairing her phone, and you… um… went to bed with her."
Eddie looked hard at her. "Who told you this?" he demanded. "Where did you hear this vicious lie from?"
"A girl at the office. Suzie. She told me that you were fucking her roommate, and then she…"
Eddie interrupted her.
"Some cunt at the office told you that? A fucking Goddamn liar! And you believed her? Boy, you're no better than she is. Women! All they want is a guy's prick and balls, and then they go about telling lies! What a fucking bunch of cunts!"
"Eddie, I didn't say I believed her, I just wanted to know. That's all. I mean it, Eddie."
"So now you know. Anything else? Is that what you came over here for? I thought you wanted to see me."
"I did, Eddie. I just had to ask you. I'm glad you didn't. She must have been mistaken. I don't know why she told me that."
"Because she's a fucking cunt!" shouted Eddie. "The fucking cunts think they own the world! And supposing I wanted to? What of it? I have a right to do what I want. It's a fucking free country, ain't it? So don't go around telling me what I gotta do or what I can't do. You got that?"
"Eddie, what are you getting so uptight for? I didn't say you did. I just said I wanted to find out."
"So you don't trust me, is that it? You think I go around screwing all the fucking broads I see? And why shouldn't I if I want to? You think you're the only one who can screw around? Don't think I don't know what you've been up to. I knew it that day when you got the job. I knew you had screwed someone. I ain't as dumb as you think!"
"Eddie, please! I'm sorry."
"Yeah, I bet you're sorry. You're sorry now because you've been fucking and sucking all day long while I'm at work. So what if I did fuck around? What's it to ya? I gotta cock, and I gotta use it."
"Eddie, I don't understand. I thought ya said you didn't fuck around."
"So what? So I fuck around. Why should you be the only one to fuck around? Don't think I don't know what you've been doing. I know all about it, so just watch your step!"
"Eddie, did you fuck that girl Suzie and her roommate?"
"So what if I did? You think you got the only cunt in town? How many guys did you fuck? I know you fuck around, dontcha?"
"No!" she screamed. "I only want you, Eddie!"
"Is that so? I bet your cunt smells of cock juice. I bet it smells all over from cock juice!"
Eddie started to grab her and rip her blouse. She tried to get away from him, but he was much stronger than she was, and he threw her down onto the floor. "You little slut!" he shouted. "You got fucked the day you got your fucking job, and I bet you've been fucking around ever since!"
"No! No!" she shouted. "Please, Eddie! Don't hurt me! Owwww! Stop that! Eddie, please!"
He ripped her blouse off, and stared at her. "Your fucking tits are all sore. Who did that to you? You been sucking on your own tits?"
"Eddie, let me go!" she screamed. "Don't do this to me! Help! Eddie, stop that!"
He started to pull her skirt down. She struggled desperately to get away from him, but he held on tight. He tore the skirt right down the side, and she screamed when he went for her panties.
"Hey, you little slut!" he yelled. "You got cum stains all over you. You're a lying little bitch!"
He noticed that there were cum stains on her panties. He pushed his face down between her legs and started to beat her. "Stop that!" she screamed. "Let go of me!"
But it was too late. Her whole pussy was stained with the delivery boy's jism. She had forgotten that Eddie could tell when she had been fucked before. He sensed it the time that they fucked when she got her job, and she should have realized it would happen again.
"I'm gonna get you for this, you fucking slut!" he yelled. "You're the Goddamn fucking liar! You come here and accuse me of fucking around, and all the time you've been on your ass with your legs in the air. I'm gonna see that you get fucked like you never been fucked before!"
"What are you gonna do, Eddie?" she asked, her voice trembling with fear. "Please don't do it!"
"Oh yeah, I'm gonna do it," he said. "I'm gonna fuck you where it's gonna hurt you the most. You're gonna be real sorry you ever fucked around, you hear me?"
"Oh, Eddie, don't!" she pleaded. "Please don't!" She felt terrified as Eddie turned her face-down on the floor. She knew what he was going to do, and she started to scream as loud as she could.
"Shut your fucking mouth!" he yelled. "I'm gonna make sure you never fuck round again, you hear me?"
He started to unbuckle his pants. She was helpless as she lay on the floor. She could already feel the pain.
He placed a foot on her back to prevent her from getting up. He was angry that she had been fucking around, and felt guilty that he had been caught doing the same thing. But he was going to punish her for both their mistakes.
"Eddie! Owww! Eddie, get off me! Help! Help!"
"Ain't no one gonna help you, you fucking slut!" he cried. "I'm gonna see to it that you never fuck around, baby! Ohhh, are you gonna be sorry for what you did!"
He slowly pulled his zipper down, and she could see that his penis was harder now than it had ever been before. He was really hot, and he was going to fuck her in a way she had never been fucked before.
"No! No!" she screamed as she felt his body slowly descending onto hers. "Don't do that! Please don't do that!"
He laughed. "I'm gonna do whatever the fuck I please," he snarled. "There ain't a fucking thing you can do about it either!" He laughed again as he straddled her back. His prick was hot and throbbing as he placed the tip of it against the crack in her ass.
Tenor filled her body as she gritted her teeth. Her pleas for mercy didn't change Eddie's mind.
He was going to punish her for what she had done. She had gotten fucked by other guys, and now she was really going to get fucked by the one guy she should have been faithful to.
His prick slowly pushed forward into her rectum. She felt great sharp jabs of pain as his shaft slowly descended. Her screaming didn't matter to him at all. He wanted to hurt her.
The floor was hard and it hurt as she felt her body being squeezed against the wood. He didn't even have a rug on the floor to cushion the blow. His cock now was plunged nearly all the way into her asshole. She could feel her body being ripped apart from the rear.
The more she cried, the harder he rammed his prick into her anus. She wriggled and struggled to get free, but he held her in place with his powerful arms. He wasn't going to let this one go until he had finished completely with her.
"Ohhh, baby, you're gonna get fucked now," he cried as his prick was plunged all the way up her shit tube. "Ohhhh, get fucked, baby! Ohhh, your ass is hot, baby!"
He cried with joy as his prong smashed into her asshole. He didn't even bother to use any K-Y or other cream. He wanted her to really feel his cock as he fucked her.
His penis now slid in and out of her asshole. She was crying desperately now, begging for him to stop. His long thick and hard shaft filled up her anal tube, squeezing hard against her walls.
It sank so far in she was sure he would rip a hole in her. The pain was getting greater and greater, and as he started to pump his prick in and out of her asshole faster and faster, she thought she would die.
"Ohhhh, get fucked!" he shrieked. "Get fucked, baby! Ohhh, your asshole is hat! Ohhh! Ohhh!"
He reached underneath her body and rubbed his hands against her tits. He felt her nipples and ached to pull them right off.
He now worked his fingers down towards her pussy. If he only had a way to fuck her up the cunt and up the ass, he could really go wild.
His balls were really swollen and laden with juice. They slapped hard against her ass-cheeks, causing them to become red and sore. He smashed his cock even harder into her asshole, beginning to feel his jism ready to shoot out of his cock.
"You fucking slut!" he screamed. "You're getting fucked, you fucking slut! Ohhhh, baby, get fucked! Ohhh! Get really fucked, baby! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!"
The harder he fucked her, the more pain she felt, and she began to cry so much that her tears formed a little puddle on the floor. She couldn't wait for the moment that his prick would burst and flood her asshole with his semen. At least then it would be all over.
He got closer and closer to ejaculating. He went wild, ramming and pounding his meat into her asshole. His cock had started to leak sperm juice as he fucked her, thereby lubricating her hole somewhat.
"Get fucked! Get fucked!" he cried, his prick racing towards shooting. "Ohhhh, I'm gonna smash your fucking slut ass, you whore! Ohhh, get fucked! Get fucked, you Goddamn slut!"
His prick was really hot now, and his balls went wild. He pinched her tits as hard as he could, slapping her body and trying to hurt her as much as possible.
His cock was ready to explode, and he went wild, driving his cock into her as hard as he could. "Ohhhh!" he cried. "I'm coming, you slut! Ohh! You fucking whore! I'm shooting! Ohhhh! Ohhh!"
His prick opened up and let loose a thick barrage of creamy come. He spurted his hot jism deep into her shitty tube, and thrashed about on her back.
She felt the warm sperm coating the sides of her asshole, and she sighed with relief that it was all over. His cock was hot and made her asshole very raw, but it was now all coming to an end.
"You fucking slut!" he cried as the last of his jism poured into her anal opening. "You fucking whore! Ohhh, you really got it that time, baby! Ohhhh, your fucking slut!"
His prick slowly came out of her anus. It didn't hurt as much coming out as it had going in, and Arlene breathed deeply. Thank God it was all over!
He slapped her ass cheeks with his hand as he withdrew his penis entirely from her asshole. The cum dribbled out of her rectum and poured down the side of her body. She could feel it dripping on her, but she was too exhausted to move and wipe it off.
"Hey, you fucking slut!" he shouted. "Clean yourself up! You only got what you deserved, so don't be a fucking crybaby."
She barely stirred. The pain was still fresh in her mind. Though it had begun to subside in her asshole, she still couldn't believe that Eddie had done such a thing to her. She had only been with the delivery boy out of loneliness and fear that she would lose Eddie.
"Get up," he said to her. "I hope you learned your lesson."
She got up slowly and went for her shredded clothes. She would go over to a girlfriend's house and change. Her mother might not realize she would be wearing someone else's garments, but she would surely notice a torn blouse and skirt.
"Ain't you gonna take a shower or bath or something?" he asked her. "You ain't gonna go out like that."
"I'm going out now," she said. "Don't try and stop me."
"Hell, I ain't gonna stop you," he said. "Just thought you might want to wash up first. We oughtta have a talk, you and me you know. We got a lotta things to talk about."
"We have nothing to talk about," said Arlene. "Don't touch me. Just leave me alone and let me go."
"Hey, don't be like that," he said. "I only did that to teach you a lesson. Now we can talk about other things. If you remain faithful to me, I won't screw around either."
"I don't ever want to see you again," she said slowly. "I want to get out of here and never look at you again."
"Hey, baby, you don't mean that. C'mon, you don't mean that. I only did that because I got upset, you see? I know you dug it. Girls like being fucked up the ass."
"Not this girl, you son of a bitch!" she shouted. "You get away from me, Edward Brock. If I lay eyes on you once more in a hundred years, it's gonna be too soon to suit me."
She buttoned what was left of her blouse and skirt and walked out the door. Eddie was calling after her, but he knew that it would be useless now. Perhaps he would call her in the morning. She would have simmered down by then. Yeah, maybe he hurt her too much. Well, the girl had to be taught a lesson. She wouldn't fuck around now, that's for sure.
But Arlene meant what she said. She wouldn't receive a call from him, and told her mother that it was all over between them.
"I'm so glad," said Mrs. Walters. "I never did like that boy."
"Well I did," said Arlene. "But I never want to see him again for the rest of my life."
At work, she went about her job quietly. Word began to spread around the office that she had boyfriend troubles, though she told no one about it. Only Suzie actually came right out and asked her.
"Did you break up with Eddie?" she asked, Arlene looked at her.
"Yes," said Arlene simply. "We're not seeing each other any more."
"Gee, I'm sorry," said Suzie.
"I'm not. He was a creep and good riddance to bad rubbish."
"No, I'm sorry I told you about that. I guess I should learn to keep my big mouth shut."
"No, Suzie, that's okay. I'm glad you told me. He would have gone an cheating on me. Look, I don't want to talk about it any more, okay?"
"Sure, Arlene," said Suzie. "Oh, by the way, Mr. Halsted wants to see you."
"Oh? What about?"
"I dunno. He just said a minute ago that I should tell you to go into his office. Maybe he has a letter for you to type or something."
"He has his own fucking secretary to type his Goddamn letters," said Arlene testily. "I've got work to do."
"I'm only telling you what he said to me," replied Suzie. Arlene picked up her notebook and pencil and went to see the boss.
"Yes, Mr. Halsted? You wanted to see me?"
"Why yes, my dear," said the executive. "Do sit down. I wanted to discuss something with you."
"Sure," said Arlene. "What is it?"
"Hmm, well, I understand that you've… excuse me, let me close the door."
"It is closed," said Arlene.
"Just wanted to make sure." Arlene heard the distinct sound of a lock being turned. "There," said Mr. Halsted. "It was awfully drafty in here. Now, the word around the office is that you have broken up with your boyfriend. Is that true?"
"Yes," she said simply. "What did you want to discuss with me?"
"Well, um, perhaps now that you've been set free, well, maybe you and I can become better friends, right? I mean, I understood that because you had a boyfriend, much of your time was spent with him."
"What are you saying, Mr. Halsted?" she asked. She sensed danger with this man. He didn't want to be just friends. He wanted something more, and he made little attempt to bide that fact.
"Just this, Arlene. I would like to get to know you better. I've always liked you, my dear, and I didn't want to interfere if you already had a steady guy, but now, well… I think that the two of us can get to know each other a lot better, don't you agree?"
Without giving her a chance to reply, he moved over to where she was sitting and picked up her hand and held it for several moments.
She sat there impassively. She knew he was making a play for her, and of all the people in the world, Mr. Halsted was not the type of guy she went home and dreamed about.
When her boss became a little more aggressive, and started to gently touch her blouse, she pulled away. "Mr. Halsted, please. I thought you wanted me to take a letter for you."
"Why? I have Emma for that. No, I want something else from you," he said simply. "When I hired you, I told you you had to be friendly and cooperative. Now I want you to prove it. I let you alone long enough."
He began to paw at her body. She tried to get away from him, running to the door, but was unable to unlock it. She raced behind his huge desk and began to shout at him.
"Don't touch me!" she yelled. "Get away from me!"
Mr. Halsted chased after her. Though she was unable to leave the office, she kept her distance from him by racing around the huge wooden desk in the center of the room.
After running around the desk three times, she made another attempt to escape through the door.
It was still locked, and in struggling to get behind the desk again, she stumbled and fell and Mr. Halsted was right there beside her.
He helped her up and led her to the sofa. "That's what happens when you go running about," he said. "Now you shouldn't be so unfriendly towards me. I said I like friendly people when I hired you, and you led me to think you were quite friendly. You wouldn't want me to have to change my mind about you, would you?"
She didn't answer him. He took her silence to mean that she was willing to let him do anything he wanted with her, and he started to fondle her breasts by pressing his hands against her blouse.
She struggled to get away. He held her tightly against him, and started this time to slip his fingers inside her blouse.
"Mr. Halsted, please!" she said. "Don't do that!"
"Why not?" he asked. "You're not seeing Eddie any more. If you don't have a boyfriend now, there's no reason we can't get to know each other very well, right?"
"No, Mr. Halsted. Please don't touch me." He continued to hold onto her as she struggled to get away. He had lusted after her ever since he first fucked her, and he ached to slide his prick into her cunt again. Now that she didn't have a steady boyfriend, there was no reason why she shouldn't let him fuck her again.
He quickly started to unfasten her blouse. He wanted to touch her deliciously ripe melons with his lips, and he eagerly pressed his face to her globes.
His penis had started to stiffen, and he placed her hand on his crotch so she could feel how much he wanted her.
"Mr. Halsted! Mr. Halsted! Don't do this to me!" he was forcing her hand to rub his bulging crotch. She could feel that cock getting harder and harder, but the more she tried to get away, the firmer Mr. Halsted held onto her.
"Relax, relax," he begged her. "I know you're going to like it. Just relax, Arlene, and let pleasure overtake you. I know you like cock. You'll really like my cock. It's so hard for you, Arlene. Just let my cock make you enjoy yourself."
"No!" she shouted. "I want to get out of here. Let me go! Let me go, Mr. Halsted!"
Though he could force her to rub her hands against his bulging penis, he couldn't make her enjoy it, and that infuriated him. He didn't want to rape her, but just to have mutually satisfying sex. If they couldn't have that, he didn't want any part of it.
"Okay," he said, releasing her arm. "It seems you aren't as friendly as I thought. Perhaps I will have to replace you here. I don't want my employees to be uptight."
"Y-y-you mean I'm fired?" she said slowly. Boy, would her mother kill her now.
"Well, you don't seem to be interested in keeping this job," he said to her. "Now that you don't have a boyfriend, I wouldn't be making you cheat on him, you know?"
"Yes, b-b-but we've only just broken up. It is still too soon for me. I can't do anything yet, my mind is all confused and cloudy."
Mr. Halsted thought for a moment. That could be true. Perhaps he did rush things a bit. "Well," he said. "I don't know. It seems to be you could try to get over it. After all, if you just dwell on it you'll never forget him. I know from experience."
Arlene hesitated. He drew her back to him, and sat her down on the sofa. Taking advantage of her confusion, he started to manipulate her breasts again. She didn't want him to do that, but she was too afraid now of losing her job.
Though she offered no resistance, she didn't encourage him to fondle her, and even when Mr. Halsted started to unzip his fly, she remained silent and still.
"Just touch it," he begged. "It's really hard, Arlene. I know you like hard cock, Arlene. It's hard. Ohhhh, it's so hard."
She watched him rub his meat. As he stroked it, squeezing his purplish cockhead, he began to pant heavily, aching to reach inside her skirt so he could feel her cunt.
"I know your pussy is hot," he told her gasping.
"I know your sweet pussy is hot and wet. Let me touch it. Ohhh, let me touch your cunt."
She pulled away from him. "It's too soon," she said. "I don't want to be with anyone for a while."
He stopped trying to get inside her panties, but he continued to rub his shaft. His balls were full of jism, and he ached to shoot his load into her body.
She wouldn't even bend over and kiss his dick, perhaps just suck on it gently. "Lick it, ohh, please lick it," he begged, but she looked away.
Mr. Halsted started to rub faster and faster. His balls were dancing about wildly in the air as he stroked his meat really hard. His hand was clasped around his organ and he pulled on it as rapidly as he could.
"Touch it!" he cried. "Ohhhh, please touch my cock! It's so hot and hard. Ohhh, touch it! Rub my cock! Ohhhh! Please Arlene! Just touch it! Ohhh I'm almost ready! I'm going to shoot! Ohhhh! Ohhh!"
His penis throbbed wildly. He started to jerk off faster and faster, begging Arlene to at least help him beat off. She refused. She watched as he masturbated in front of her, but she wouldn't allow him to increase his pleasure. She wanted to do nothing but get away from him.
His cock went wild as he rubbed it over and over again. He reached out with one hand and started to touch and pinch her tits. She pulled back, but he grabbed her really hard, forcing her body to touch his.
"C'mon, rub my cock!" he shouted. "Touch it! Rub my cock! Ohhh! I'm gonna shoot! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!"
He forced her to massage his balls. She did it without enthusiasm, but his prick kept heating up faster and faster.
His whole body was trembling with excitement now. He jerked off as hard as he could, and he felt his cum ready to shoot out of his cock.
"Ohhhh, baby, rub my prick and balls!" he cried. "Ohhh! Ohhh! I'm coming! Ohhh! Rub that cock! Ohhh! I'm shooting! I'm coming! Ohhh! Ohh, baby! Ohhh!"
His penis erupted with tremendous force, sending out his thick sperm through the slit of his dick right onto Arlene's body. She recoiled as she felt the warm jism pouring onto her, but Mr. Halsted kept thrashing about, keeping his hand on his cock, forcing out every last drop of his sperm.
"Ohhh, feel that cock!" he cried. "Ohhhh, baby, that was good! I'm really hot now!"
His jism flowed over his cock and balls, getting Arlene's hand all wet and sticky. She felt the cream pouring onto her, and she looked around for a towel or a tissue so she could wipe it off.
"Baby, that was good," he exclaimed. "It really could have been better if you had been more cooperative, you know."
"Please," she said, "I'd like to go now. May I wash my hands in your washroom?"
He looked at the cum all over her hands. "Yeah, go ahead," he said, "but I want you to know that I let you get away with just rubbing my balls because you said you hadn't gotten over Eddie completely. I assume you will do so before long."
"Yes," she said. "I hope so." She went into the washroom while Mr. Halsted wiped off the last of his sperm from his prick and balls. He put his cock back into his pants and zipped up his fly.
He would give a bit more time to her, he thought. Perhaps it had been too early to try to fuck her again. Well, she was forgiven. He didn't know just when he would try to fuck her again, but the next time, she would have to give in or he would fire her.
"May I go now?" she asked as she emerged from the private john at the other side of his office.
"Yes," he said. "But I'll be expecting you to get over that boyfriend of yours fairly soon. Just remember that it isn't healthy to think about what is over. It's very bad for you. And I like you, Arlene. I've always liked you. Ever since you were a little girl."
"Goodbye, Mr. Halsted. I'm going back to my desk now. I have a lot of work to do."
He watched her go as he unlocked the door. She was going to be difficult, he sensed that. He would have to keep an eye on her to make sure that she continued to remain unattached. He wouldn't put up with her having another boyfriend.
Arlene went back to her desk. "Eddie called," said the girl who sat near her. "He said he'll call back."
"If he does, tell him to go to hell," said Arlene sharply. "I don't think I want anything to do with him or any guy for the rest of my life."