Kimberly Alston shuddered with anxiety as she followed the boss, Carl Anderson, to his office. Would she lose her job?
Anderson's office was large and well furnished with an oak desk, a leather sofa, two padded chairs and a couple wooden filing cabinets. It looked very warm and comfortable, somewhat like a lion's den.
Anderson locked the door behind Kim and himself. He walked over to his desk and leaned against it. Then he reached down for a cigar, lighting it with an impressive-looking gold lighter. He took a puff and frowned at Kim.
After what seemed like an eternity to Kim, he spoke. "Now, Ms. Alston, I don't want any bullshit. Where you fucking that boy?"
Kin blushed, lowered her eyes and sighed. "Yes, I guess I was."
"You guess you were?"
She looked straight into his eyes. "Yes! I was!"
"I should fire you for this. We have enough trouble with employees not getting their work done without you compounding the problem."
"Yes, Mr. Anderson."
Anderson rubbed his chin, thinking, puffing on his cigar. "Unless…"
"Unless what, Mr. Anderson?"
"Unless I decide not to fire you."
"Please, Mr. Anderson, I want this job! No, I need this job! Please don't fire me! I'll do anything!"
"Anything, huh?" Anderson pondered, his eyes fixed firmly on the massive swells of her tits.
"Anything at all! Just give me another chance!"
Kim knew exactly what Anderson had in mind. She had long ago recognized that certain look in a man's eyes. If she had to screw the hell out of Anderson to keep her job, she was more than able and willing to do just that. He was all-right looking, a balding man of about fifty. No Clark Gable, but no Wally Cox either. Plus he probably knew his way around the bed. Of course he was more than twice the age of the boys she liked to fuck and suck, but it still might be enjoyable.
She hunched back her shoulders, her tits stretching the fabric of her blouse, her hands on her hips. "Just let me know what you want me to do."
Anderson laughed. "I guess you really do want to keep your job."
"Yes, I do."
"Well, let me tell you, I've had my eye on you since you first started to work here. Perhaps it is time we got to know each other better." He leaned forward, touching his fingers to her chin. Then his fingers trailed down her neck, over her shoulder, until his hand came to rest on her left tit. "Ah, really nice. You really got a set on you. Show them to me."
Eager to please him and keep her job, Kim took two steps back and began to seductively unbutton her blouse. Slowly she pulled the tail of her blouse out of the waistband of her skirt. She slipped it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Then she slithered her hands over the flimsy lace of the bra that covered her lovely tit-flesh.
"Do you like these, Mr. Anderson?"
Anderson took a deep hit of his cigar and smirked. "Come on, I've seen tits before, bring them out!"
She smiled and reached behind her back, unhooking her confining bra. Leaning forward, Kim let the cups of her bra fall away from her delightful tits, letting the lacy garment fall to the ground. Straightening up, she cupped her tits in her palms, squeezing her erect nipples with her fingers.
"Do you approve, Mr. Anderson?"
He didn't say a word, but Kim could tell he was impressed. It was written all over his face and his crotch…
"Hmmmmm, those are a juicy pair," Anderson panted. "I bet you drive everyone crazy."
He placed his cigar in the ashtray on the desk and turned his attention back to Kim. He put his hands out, palms up, and Kim stepped forward, dropping one globe of flesh into each of his waiting hands.
The mere touch of his fingers sent waves of pleasure up her spine. He massaged and kneaded her tits, puffing and tugging on them in such a way that thrilled her. He pinched her tender nipples, twisting them until she moaned and cooed her satisfaction.
"Jesus, what tits!" he hissed.
He squeezed the half-dollar sized areolas that surrounded her pink nipples. He sighed as he pushed her tits together, creating a deep cleavage between them, and then he bounced her hanging tits in his palms. It was as if he was trying to guess the weight of her tits.
Giant-juices were already flowing out of her pussy. Hell, she thought, he is getting to me. It all seemed so strange, that she should be in the office of the boss, stripped to the waist and with her tits in his sweaty palms. And, more surprisingly, that it would feel so damn good! Hell, her nipples were taut and she knew her clit was swollen and pushing its nose out between the slit of her cunt-lips. Yes, she was eager for some fucking, to have her cunt-hole reamed out by Anderson's cock.
She purred like a cat as Anderson leaned forward and sucked one of her acorn-hard nipples into his hotly wet mouth. He held a tit in each hand and wantonly squeezed her tit-flesh. She delighted at the sight of his mouth working on her tits, first one and then the other. His head pulled back slightly, swirling his tongue erotically over her erectly thick nipple.
"Yeah, suck it!" she cooed. "Suck it hard! I love having them sucked!"
"Relax, baby," Anderson laughed. "I'm the boss, remember? I give the orders around here?"
"But, of course, bossman," she blushed.
"And I could use a little head. You do like to suck cock, don't you?"
She quivered at the sound of the always straight and oh-so-correct boss of New Frontiers talking like a lust-starved boy. Oh, yes. And thinking about sucking cock made her shiver all the more.
"I love to suck cock," she purred, running her tongue seductively over her lips. "The bigger and the meatier the better."
"Great! You just might save your job. Go sit on the sofa and you'll be at just the right height."
Being a good employee, Kim obeyed her boss and sat down on the leather sofa. Anderson walked over to her and quickly dropped his pants and shorts to his ankles, his thick meaty cock springing into focus. Kim was more than impressed. She was amazed, not expecting Anderson to have such a beautifully giant cock. And his large hanging balls seemed to be filled to the utmost capacity with hot and sticky jism.
"Oh, what a nice cock," she cooed, running her fingertips along the pulsating cock-shaft, jerking and puffing the cock-flesh.
Anderson took another step forward and grunted. "It's all yours. Go to it!"
Beginning at the balls, she fisted the shaft of his cock in her left hand and gently stroked it. Then she brought her mouth to his hairy balls and began nipping and lapping the leathery ballsac. Her mind was now oblivious to the reason she was in the boss' office. All that now occupied her mind was the massive amount of cockmeat in front of her.
She lapped her tongue hotly up and down and around his hanging and bloated balls. Chewing on his ball-sac, she playfully pulled the wrinkled skin with her teeth. Then she opened her mouth wide and sucked in one of his balls between her lips and softly squeezed it.
Anderson hissed and moaned his delight as she worked over his nuts. She pulled her wanton mouth away from his balls and saw them glistening with a thick coat of saliva. Now it was time to take care of his cock. She licked her tongue over the fat head of his cock, darting the tip of her tongue against the slit. Then she worked her velvety tongue down his throbbing, veined cock-shaft, rubbing his cockskin with her lips, down to his hairy balls and moving back up to his cock-head again. She, once again, puckered her lips and sucked with erotic noise at the slit of his cock-head. With saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth, she took the bloated cock-head into her delightfully wanton mouth.
"Whooo!" Anderson chuckled, his eyes gazed as he tried to focus on the luscious mouth fucking his fuck-pole. "You sure know how to give head! Yeah, suck it! Suck my cock!"
He took her head in his hands, his fingers grabbing hold of patches of hair, and began to pump his hips back and forth, deeply fucking her mouth. The thickness of his cock-shaft stretched the tight ring of her lips as it slid in and out of her oral confines. His thrusts were long and deep, his cock-head lodging briefly in her throat at the end of every stroke. Kim was an expert at vigorous mouth-fucking and knew how to keep from gagging. Each time Anderson pulled his cock back, she swirled her tongue around the retreating cock-head. He let her suck on his fat knob for a fleeting moment before ramming back home, down her wet tongue, to her tonsils.
Finally Anderson pulled his cock out of Kim's mouth and started to remove the rest of her clothes.
"Remove your clothes," he said. "Show me the rest. I'll bet your cunt is just as lovely as your amazing tits."
Kim rose to her feet and Anderson sat down on the sofa to watch her undress, amazed as each inch of her flesh was revealed to his hungry eyes.
And Kim knew how to strip! Teasingly, she licked her lips and lifted her tits in her hands. Anderson nodded his approval, as she swayed her ass from one side to the other. A small drop of drool dripped from the corner of his mouth as she began pushing her skirt down over her hips. When the skirt was around her ankles, she stepped out of it. Clad only in flimsy lace panties, Kim thrilled at the lustful admiration in Anderson's eyes as they took in her long legs, slim waist and heavy mounds of tit-flesh.
"Let me remove the panties," Anderson begged. "Turn around."
Kim smiled as she turned and offered her ass to his face. She held her tits in her hands, her fingers pinching her nipples hard erectness as Anderson snaked her panties down to expose the lovely curves of her ass-cheeks.
"My, my!" Anderson grunted, his hands cupping her ass-cheeks, kneading them. "Now, this is what I call an ass! You've got an A-number-one body, Ms. Alston!"
"I'm glad that you are pleased, Mr. Anderson."
"I think you can call me Carl. But, now, I want to see your cunt. Sit on the table in front of me. Open those legs and let me see it all."
Anderson leaned forward on the sofa as Kim kicked her panties away and sat down on the table directly in front of him. Kim had to admit the way he commanded her was exciting, though she was slightly embarrassed at having to expose herself to him. It was kind of like fucking her father.
Closing her eyes, Kim spread her legs, hooking her feet around the legs of the table, presenting the full glory of her cunt to the owner and president of New Frontiers.
Kim shivered as Anderson made wetly smacking sounds with his lips. She slid her hand down her body, over the swells of her tits, across her flat stomach, to her hairy crotch. With two fingers, she pried open her swollen cunt-lips to reveal the pinkness of her cunt-meat.
Anderson grunted and Kim opened her eyes to see the feverish blush and beads of sweat that covered her boss' face. The sight thrilled her no end.
"Oh, what a gorgeous cunt!" Anderson managed to say, his eyes feasting on the translucent juices oozing from the lovely brunette's gaping cunt-hole. The forest of cunt-hair that surrounded her cunt-lips drove him into frenzy of want and desire. He couldn't take his eyes off her cunt as rivulets of cunt-juices flowed down to her puckered asshole.
"I'm willing to wager that you play with that lovely thing every chance you get," Anderson said, lust heavy in his voice.
Kim smiled, then blushed. "Is that wrong?"
"Hell, no!" Anderson laughed. "The prettiest sight in the world is a woman playing with her cunt. Do you always use your fingers or do you sometimes use a vibrator? Perhaps a banana? Or a cucumber? Hell, a big cucumber could really ream out your cunt, couldn't it?"
"Quit teasing me."
Anderson grinned. "Sorry. Come on, Ms. Alston, show me how you do it. Stroke your cunt for me. Get that box hot and ready."
"But it's already hot and ready."
"Do it! Damn it!"
Kim quivered with a combination of lustful excitement and contained embarrassment. The idea of masturbating in front of her boss did have a delightfully devilish appeal to it. Turning her head to one side to avoid looking at her boss, Kim cupped a tit with her left hand and slid two fingers of her tight hand into her gushing cunt.
Damn, she thought, I'm hot and wet! The valley between her cunt-lips felt like a running river. A muffled moan escaped from deep in her throat as her fingers stroked her swollen cunt. She scooped some cunt-juices out of her twitching cunt-hole and trailed the juices up the shaft of her clit, slowly rubbing it in.
She began a delicate fingering, just one fingertip massaging her clit and periodically slipping down to her cunt-hole, probing her fuck channel. The thought of how lewd she must look with her legs spread wide, her cunt and asshole completely exposed, made her body shudder.
Applying more pressure, Kim massaged her clit with a faster rhythm, at intervals stretching her cunt-mouth with three fingers snarled together.
"That's it, baby!" Anderson grunted. "Get yourself off! I want to see you come!"
Kim squirmed and moaned as she stroked herself closer and closer to orgasmic release. She groaned at the sound of her oozing juices sloshing together beneath her fingers. Then a blast of hot needles exploded in her cunt as the spasms convulsed her cunt. She closed her eyes and screamed.
"Great!" Anderson shouted. "Marvelous! What a sight to watch."
Slowly Kim opened her eyes and blushed when she saw him. "I'm all wet… a mess. I should wash up."
Anderson smiled slyly, his eyes gazed on her sopping wet cunt.
"I've got a private bathroom," he said, motioning to the door at, the far end of the room, "You're welcome to use it."
Kim nodded and stood up. She headed for the bathroom door, with Anderson right behind her. Suddenly she could feel his hard cock pressing against her round ass. Then he slipped his hands around her waist, sliding them up to cup the heavy flesh of her tits.
"Oh, juicy tits," he hissed in her ear.
Kim cooed, her nipples like acorns against his sweaty palms. His fingers ran over her tits, kneading and squeezing and pinching her titflesh. The feeling of his hard cock pressing against her ass-cheeks was oh-so-delicious.
Anderson dropped her tits and moved his hands around and back to her ass. She moaned as he squeezed and fondled her curvy asscheeks, his lips pressed against her ear, cooing words of lust and needs. She shuddered as he slipped his fingers into the cleft of her asscheeks. Briefly his fingertip stroked the sensitive region between her cunt-hole and asshole. Then, finally, his finger started to probe the tight rim of her shitter.
"Let's go into the bathroom," he chuckled.
Kim whispered. "I can't with you holding on to me like this. Are you coming in with me?"
"But, of course."
"I have to pee."
"Good. I'll watch you."
"Oh, sweet Jesus, I would be embarrassed."
"You promised to do anything."
"Yes, I did. But I didn't expect this. Not to watch me doing nature's call."
"Doesn't just the idea turn you on?"
The idea did, indeed, excite her. Plus the fact that if she didn't do what Anderson wanted, she would most definitely lose her job. She sighed and let him lead her into the bathroom that was attached to his office.
Anderson stood in the bathroom, his cock hard and ready. Kim glanced at the erect hardness and wondered if he would ever get around to fucking her. Blushing at the lewdness of what she was doing, Kim sat down on the toilet seat, spread her legs wide and prepared herself to pee.
Anderson fisted his bloated cock, while his eyes stared at the pinkness of her cunt.
"Open your damn lips," he demanded. "I want to see everything!"
"This seems so awful."
"Fucking bullshit! You may think it's awful, but your clit seems to be enjoying itself."
Perhaps, she thought, he is right. There was no denying the fact that she was turned on, her clit stiff and swollen. Yet, would she be able to let a man watch her pee, do this most private of things? She wanted to. Her fingers pried open her cunt-lips, her face sweaty as she concentrated, waiting for the pee to come.
And it did!
"Oh, yessss!" Anderson growled, his eyes wide with excitement. This caused Kim to blush and quiver.
Looking down, Kim watched the stream jetting out of her piss-hole. And that excited her. With a sharp cry, she frantically stroked her quivering clit, until a marvelous orgasm swept through her body.
All the time that Kim peed, Anderson feverishly stroked his cock. He came as she did, his cock erupting thick jism onto her belly.
The feeling of the sticky cum on her stomach caused Kim to massage her cunt into an even more excited state of orgasmic frenzy.
Then Anderson knelt, placed Kim's legs over her shoulders, and started sucking her cunt. Kim came once again and almost passed out.
Anderson never did get around to fucking Kimberly Alston that day, but he did let her keep her job. Kim left his office with a tired pussy and a relieved mind.