Sue Walsh's life changed dramatically over the following days and weeks.
Whereas, once she had spent long lonely nights in front of the TV or with a book, now she had more dates than she could handle. Word spread fast.
Sue Walsh was a load of laughs. Lots of fun. A great fuck.
Even her boss noticed the difference. Where as, once he blamed the men for hanging around Sue's desk, now he saw that the pretty brunette was flirting with them. Even her wardrobe changed. She wore lower necklines, shorter skirts. She bought contact lenses. And her hair now fell free over her shoulders. No more buns for Sue!
Sue's boss, whose name was Dave Lawson, called her into his office one day. Dave was a rather stout man in his late forties. He admired the pretty woman in the office from afar, but he never followed up his secret lusts. After all, he was a married man, with three kids. He regretted his boring sex life, but he figured he had lots of company in that department.
Dave had always liked Sue Walsh. She was a quiet girl. Did a good job. Was always on time and conscientious at her work. While the other girls wasted time at the water cooler, Sue was hard at work at her desk.
That was the old Sue Walsh!
But lately things, had changed with Sue. She began to show up late for work. To waste time gossiping with the guys in the office. She seemed less interested in whether her work was done than in whether her lipstick was on straight.
Dave decided it was time he had a talk with Sue.
Despite the seriousness of his intentions, the other man couldn't help but take a secretive lustful look at her breasts that were half bursting out of her low-cut, lace-trimmed blouse.
Sue sat down next to the door and crossed her legs. She was giving her boss a fantastic view of her legs and about an inch of lacy panty crotch.
Dave had to tight to raise his eyes to her face.
"You wanted to see me, Mr. Lawson?" she asked demurely. The brunette had learned to enjoy her voluptuous good looks. She knew her boss' blood pressure had risen ten points since she came in the room. It excited her, knowing how men responded to her. She found the more innocent her behavior, the more it affected them, and they seemed to think they were seeing something other men had never seen.
"Er… yes, Sue. It's about these new habits of yours. Coming to work late. Goofing off on the job… entertaining a deskful of admirers all day long." He looked embarrassed. "I'm sorry to have to say this, Sue – you've been a good worker up until now – but if things don't straighten themselves out soon, we… er…" He paused. He shifted position uncomfortably.
"Yes, Mr. Lawson?" She stared at him with big trusting eyes. She leaned forward slightly in her chair, as though to hear him more clearly. She was giving her boss a view of her tits that reached almost all the way down to her nipples.
"Yes… well… er… we'll have to let you go, Sue. If you don't straighten out, that is," he added quickly.
He seemed totally unprepared for her tearful outburst.
"No, Mr. Lawson! Please don't do that to me! I'm all by myself. I have to support my home," she sobbed. She raised a hand to her cheek and rubbed her eye. The tears rolled freely down and dripped onto her chest. Lawson watched fascinated as her tears trailed down between her breasts.
"Please, Sue… don't cry." The man was confused.
His life never cried. He didn't know how to handle a woman in tears. He pulled a box of tissues from his bottom drawer and set it on the desk.
"Would you like a hanky?" he asked.
She rose from her chair and crossed the rug to his desk. She plied two tissues and wiped her nose and eyes daintily.
Dave found her very appealing, in her tearful distress. She looked so fragile. Obviously, she needed a good man to protect her. She was too young and defenseless to have to face the world on her own. He was beginning to feel like a mother hen.
"Now, my dear," he said gently. "I know it must be difficult for you. I knew your folks. They were wonderful people."
He knew at once he had taken the wrong tack. Her sobs became louder.
"There, there… don't… please…" He was becoming desperate. "Don't worry, Sue. I'm not going to fire you. But please try to go back to your old ways, won't you?"
The difference was like night and day. Her face blossomed into happiness. She rushed round the desk and threw her arms around the husky older man. He was face to face with a bulging valley of soft white tits.
"Oh… thank you for being so understanding. You're wonderful!"
Despite appearances to the contrary, Sue was having the time of her lift. She had never been the kind of girl who cried. Lawson had alarmed her when he suggested she might be fired. But the old Sue would have discussed the matter frankly and come to some kind of agreement. Of course the old Sue would never have been in trouble in the first place.
Her new dealings with men had taught the head typist a lot about how to get through to them. She realized now how much women could get away with if they just let their emotions be their guide. Men expected women to be emotional.
She had realized at once that the way to reach Lawson was through tears. He was an old softie, and she knew it. He had responded just the way she had known he would. She was relieved that the crisis was past.
Now the sexy brunette began to toy with an idea that had begun to brew in her mind long before she was called into the boss' office. She knew her work habits were getting sloppy. But she didn't care. She was having the time of her life – for the first time in her life. She realized that she would have to deal with her boss on the subject sooner or later.
She was confident that she would be able to handle him, even if it meant certain sacrifices on her part.
Now her intentions didn't seem so much like a sacrifice as a lot of fun.
She wanted to do it. It would give her a thrill.
The brunette was becoming excited by the knowledge that her boss couldn't keep his eyes off her tits. She hugged him long and hard, in a way that was an ambiguous mixture of passion and daughterly affection. Then she dropped to her knees in front of him and began to pull down Lawson's fly.
"Miss Walsh…" Dave began, but something seemed to catch in his throat. He normally called this woman by her first name, but suddenly it seemed that he didn't know her at all. He could never in a million years have imagined Sue Walsh falling to her knees in front of him and pulling his cock from his pants. Well… he might have imagined it… but he would have kept imagination strictly separated from reality.
He was tempted to pinch himself to see if he was dreaming. But the hot lurch in his cock as her fingers grasped it and pulled it into the open was all the convincing he needed.
"Oooohh, what a lovely cock!" she cooed. She began to fondle the head. Then her grip became tighter, more urgent. She stroked up and down from base to tip several times.
Her heart pounding with lewd excitement, she looked up into her boss's eyes. He was looking down at her, but he didn't seem to be seeing anything. The look in his eyes was a mixture of amazement and primitive lust.
She bent down to stab the man's cock-head with her tongue. She would never have imagined Dave Lawson carried such an impressive instrument inside his pants. But it was huge! His cock was long and thick, with an impressive swelling head.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned as her tongue savored the little drop of fluid that seeped from the slit in the glans. "Tastes delicious." She licked her lips lewdly as she stared back up at the man for a moment. Then again, she extended her tongue and licked his cock-head.
"Uuuuhh," Dave grunted. His blood was thundering tumultuously through his veins. This was crazy! Wilder than a dream! The prettiest girl in the office was sucking his cock, of her own free will. He didn't know things like this happened, except in dirty movies.
It was real though, real as the ache in his cock every time her tongue stabbed his cock-tip!
It amazed the big older man that he could have known this woman such a long time and been completely wrong about her character. He had Sue pegged as an innocent little prude. Little did he know that she was the hottest thing this side of Linda Lovelace!
"Does it feel good, Mr. Lawson?" she asked lewdly.
She opened her mouth wide and took the whole of his turgid cock deep into her throat. Lawson had never known anything like it! He'd been trying for years to get his wife to suck his cock. With no luck.
Now here was this innocent-looking little brunette sucking his prick like it was the greatest thing since all-day suckers!
"Jee-zuz… uuhhh… aiiiiieee, Sue… err, aaaahhh!"
He closed his eyes and concentrated on the tantalizing pleasure-pangs moving up and down his prick. Her head bobbed lewdly over the whole cock-length. Her tongue stabbed his tumescent rod at unpredictable intervals. It drove him wild.
Just when he was least expecting it, wham! His cock would jerk to greater erection as her tongue stabbed it with an intense jab of honeyed fire!
"I'm glad you like it," she told him. "It's such a nice cock! I love the feel of it in my mouth!"
"Jee-zuz, girl, that's some mouth you got!"
Dave realized in a flash of ironic insight that it would be hard to go back to his wife Ethel's brand of lovemaking after this. It had been years since he had seen the kind of stars he was seeing right now.
His eyes closed in blissful pleasure. He reached down and grasped two handfuls of the girl's thick luxuriant hair. He guided her head up and down over his cock in a slow steady rhythm that gradually increased in tempo.
He was enjoying this! Dave Lawson had not enjoyed anything so much in many, many moons!
"Aaaahhh, shit, that's good. You got a sweet mouth, girl. Real sweet."
It excited Sue to realize that she was giving this older man the kind of thrill he had probably not enjoyed in some time, if ever. She could tell by the way his cock seemed to grow even longer and thicker in her mouth and he was intensely aroused. She could tell by the way his hands gripped her hair and forced her head up and down over his prick.
Sue realized for the first time in her life the thrill of being the aggressor in a sexual situation. All her life, she had been pursued and occasionally mired by men. Now she realized what excitement men were pursuing when they went after girl after girl. It was titillating to experience a now body, a new way of responding. She had never been with a man as old as Dave Lawson. She was amazed by how tile he was, by how much his thick cock excited her.
"Mmmmmm," she mewled as her mouth and tongue worked tirelessly over the big man's prick. From time to time she would catch a taste of his semen fluid that seeped from his cock-tip in his excitement.
Sue's boss was becoming thoroughly absorbed flow in the lewd sexual fantasy taking right place here in his office. As he looked down at her swelling tits of the beautiful girl sucking his cock, ho felt a eager rush of desire in his cock.
It was terrific to feel her sucking his prick. But he wanted to fuck her! He wanted to fuck her right now!
He imagined she would be a little hellcat once he got his cock buried up inside her pussy.
"I want to fuck you, Sue," he told her. He was surprised how hoarse and distorted his voice sounded, even to his own cars. It reminded him how carried away he was by the girl's sexuality.
If asked an hour ago, he would have said he was far too serious a man to let a woman suck his cock in his office. Now he wanted to fuck her too, for good measure.
The way she looked up at him, her eyes hooded with lust, her lips wet with his juices, made him hungrier for her than ever. He took a long greedy look at her full tits bulging from their hiding place inside her blouse. He knew what he had to do before he fucked her!
His fingers felt like pencils as he fumbled to undo the buttons of her blouse. But at last he had it open. Her tits rested inside a scoop-cut bra. With one flick of the hand, he had it open. He pushed the bra up and cupped her two round swollen tits in his hands.
"Jee-zuz, what tits you got!" he told her. "I've never seen anything like them! I got to taste them! Mmmm, sweet tits!"
He grunted lustily as she rose to her feet before him and pushed her tits into his face. Sitting in his chair, his face lost in billowing white breasts, Dave Lawson felt like he'd just died and gone to heaven. This woman was all his fantasies rolled into one!
"Mmmmmm! Ni-i-i-ce!" she cooed as his mouth closed over a nipple and began to suck. Pleasure darts made their way down to her already damp pussy. She loved the tantalizing way he was massaging, caressing her full round tits. Sue realized her breasts were her best feature and she loved the way they turned men on.
"Hmmmmm," the big man grunted as he ran his tongue over one swollen tit and then the other. It thrilled him the way her nipples stood out firm and proud, responsive to his oral caresses. He loved the silky softness of her pink areolas under his tongue. They were swollen, too, with passion.
"Ohhhh, Mr. Lawson. You're doing such wonderful things to my titties," she breathed down at him. "Mmm, do it some more."
He cupped her white mounds and brushed them against his cheeks while he buried his face against her chest. Incredible, he thought excitedly. This girl was better-looking than a Playboy pin-up. And she was letting him play with her lush lovely tits!
The man's cock was pounding furiously. There was no putting it off.
He had to fuck her now!
Dave rose to his feet and turned Sue around so her back was to him.
"I'm going to fuck you now," he told her excitedly. "Now that you got me this far, I want to sink my prick into your sweet pussy."
He was amazed at himself. He never used dirty talk like that with his wife Ethel. There was something about this girl.
Sue was quivering with lusty anticipation. She had worked her boss up to a fever-pitch of passion where he had to fuck her. She wanted it too. Her own shameless behavior had inspired her to a frenzied peak of need. Her pussy ached for cock! Dave pushed Sue forward so she was bent over his desk, her ass in the air. He pulled up her short skirt and gazed hungrily at her lacy white panties. Inside that flimsy piece of material was the treasure he was after!
His hands quivering with excitement, he reached out and slowly pulled her panties down over her round tight buttocks.
"Whew!" he whistled aloud. "What a sweet little ass!"
He peeled the panties down to her ankles. He ran his hands avidly over her full round curves and down along the crack in her ass.
"Oooohh," she moaned as she felt her ass bared to the cool air in the room. His hands on her buttocks felt incredibly tantalizing. She felt her cunt growing wetter by the moment as his hands explored her ass.
"Sweetest ass I ever saw in my life!" he breathed. Once again Dave was feeling over-whelmed by his good fortune. But his cock demanded action. And action it was going to get!
His head typist was poised and ready, bent over his desk, her naked bum luring him like a red flag before a bull. His cock was pulsing, hard and thick in his hand. He guided it in along the tight crack in her buttocks. When it struck the soft rubbery hale that led up into her cunt, he pushed. Hard and deep…
"Aaaaaaggghh!" she groaned. She reached across his desk and grasped at the book-ends for moral support. The young brunette felt intensely aroused by the daring depravity of her position. Here she was, bent over her boss's desk like a hunk of meat, his cock buried in her cunt.
It was lewd. It was perverse. Mmmmm, she loved it!
"Oooohh, Mr. Lawson… your big cock feels sooo good inside my pussy. Do it to me… please, Mr. Lawson."
"You bet I'm going to do it to you, baby!" he grunted. "My prick wouldn't let me do anything else. It's been waiting a long time for this!"
He gripped her hips firmly and planted his feet solidly on the floor. Then he established a solid, steady rhythm in and out of her hotly clasping pussy. Her cunt was so wet and ready for him. It nibbled at his prick so hungrily. Now Dave Lawson was sure he was in heaven!
"Uuuhhh, Gawd, it's sweet pussy," he murmured. His brain was a reel with the obscene titillation of what he was doing. When he had called Sue Walsh into his office, he'd had no idea he would end up with her bent over his desk, groaning under his stiff prick. What a fantasy!
"Oooohhh… aahh, it's wonderful, Mr. Lawson… fuck me, fuck my pussy!"
Her lewd encouragement drove the older man on to greater efforts. He slammed his cock more energetically up into her clinging cunt. He reveled in the way her neat little ass churned back to meet his every solid in stroke.
"Uuuuhh… that's the way," she told him. "Do it harder… harder, Mr. Lawson."
"Anything for you, little lady," he told her ironically. "That's the way, baby. Move that little ass of yours!"
It had been so long since Dave Lawson had enjoyed an incredible fuck like this one that he knew it wouldn't be long before he blew his wad. Filled her hungry little pussy with an onslaught of thick cum. He wanted to do it. Jee-zuz, he wanted to do it! But first he wanted to see her go out of her mind with excitement.
Dave rammed his cock hard again and again, deep into the girl's pussy. He knew by the way her ass-cheeks moved more and more wildly back against him that she was climbing higher and higher. It wouldn't be long now… for either of them.
"Oooohh! Ooooooohhh! Yeah-h-h! Do it! Do it!"
"Oh baby, yeah! Move it! Move it!" he answered her.
They worked like two animals, bringing each other increasingly intense pleasure, with their own pleasure uppermost in mind. Her ivory ass-cheeks writhed provocatively back against the fly of his trousers. His thick cock soared deep into her pink clinging pussy that seemed so reluctant to let him go each time it had him.
The atmosphere in the room was becoming thick with raw lust. Forgotten were the work chores that both of them were supposed to be occupied with at the moment. Both their worlds had zeroed in on the tumultuous sexual experience they were sharing in the boss's office.
Sue's upper torso slid back and forth over his desk in response to his hard-slamming fucking rhythm. Her long hair was splayed over sheaves of paper and folders. She didn't care. She didn't even notice. Her attention was focused in her wet snatch.
"Oooooohh… oohhhhhhh… beautiful! Yeah-h-h, like that! Like that!"
She could feel the awesome flood building inside her writhing belly. Her moment was at hand now.
"Oooohh, Mr. Lawson… you're making me cum!" she wailed.
She lost all realization of what was happening. Her being was afire with erotic sensation. Pleasure – pure pleasure – had claimed her again…
Dave Lawson felt proud and excited. He'd done it! He'd brought this beautiful, sensual woman to orgasm! Now he too, could enjoy his sweet reward!
"Jeez… oh Gawd…" he mooned as his slamming hips carried him up to the point where he could let go. "Aaaiieee… I'm cummmm-ing-g-g!"
He pumped his hot load deep into her cunt, then held his pelvis pressed against her ass for a moment. Almost as soon as the titillating sensations had died, the older man was back in the present.
Jee-zuz Christ, what have I done? he thought confusedly. Then his mind retraced the experiences of the last few minutes. He smiled broadly.
I did it, and I'm glad, he told himself happily. He realized this episode would give him fuel for living for a long time to come.
"You'd better get back to work, Sue," he told the girl. He wanted to reestablish business relations – for the moment.
"Certainly, Mr. Lawson," she breathed. There was a dreamy quality to her voice that made his cock pulse with pride. She put on her panties and smoothed down her skirt. He watched her tight little ass wriggle as it left the room.
For Dave Lawson, there was no more work that day. He left early and treated himself to a cocktail at the Hawaiian Inn. Then he went home and fucked his wife Ethel with a fury that shook the cobwebs from their sex-life.