When Sue got back to her desk, there was someone waiting for her. Someone she hadn't seen for a long time.
"Why, Barry Fields!" she greeted him. "Long time, no see!"
He seemed surprised by her greeting.
"I wasn't so sure you'd want to see me," he told her – a little shyly.
It pleased her to see Barry a little unsure of himself for a change. Modesty became him, she decided. She had forgotten what a handsome man he was, with his blond hair and big blue eyes.
"Why wouldn't I want to see you?" she said brightly. "You're a nice fellow. I like nice fellows."
He stared at her critically for a few minutes. "You've changed, Sue," he told her.
"Have I?" she asked archly. "Is it for better or for worse?"
His features gradually relaxed into a broad grin. Obviously, Barry seemed satisfied that he knew what had changed her.
"Definitely for the better," he said. "You're wearing your hair different. It looks great."
"Thank you. I decided to quit being such a stick-in-the-mud. To learn to laugh. It's done wonders for me, don't you think?" She smoothed her shiny hair with a hand. The action caused her breasts to stand out.
"It sure has!" he enthused. Barry had never thought he would see the day when Sue Walsh would become a flirt. But he liked the change. He liked it!
Obviously the hard feelings between them were a thing of the past as far as Sue was concerned. She bore no grudge for the night he had almost raped her. He too was willing to let sleeping dogs lie, though he had worried for a long time over the part of himself he had seen that night. Sue's new, blatant sexuality was exciting Barry. He was embarrassed to realize he was getting a hard-on, right here in the office. To his confusion Sue looked straight at it – stand, in fact.
"Uuuhh… what were you doing in with old man Lawson for such a long time?" he asked in the hopes of diverting her attention.
"Oooohh, we had some business things to handle. We'd been having some differences, but it's all straightened out now." While she spoke, her eyes remained riveted on the crotch of his trousers. A slow sensual grin played across her features.
"Oh… I'm glad to hear it," Barry replied. Finally in exasperation, he asked: "Would you mind not staring? Somebody's liable to notice."
She looked at him with her sultry dark eyes. He could feel his cock lurch in his pants, so suggestive was her look.
"I can't help staring at something so attractive. It turns me on."
He was dumbfounded. He was beginning to wonder if this was another woman masquerading as Sue Walsh. She acted more like Greta the receptionist. Only prettier and sexier.
"I've got an idea, Barry," she said suddenly. "I have some things to get in the storeroom. I have the only key when Greta's away. I'm going to go in there right now. Why don't you join me in, say, five minutes? Just be cool."
He watched stupefied as her round little ass wiggled its way across the room. There was no doubt in his mind about her intentions. He was surprised, but he was sure willing.
Jeez, her pussy had felt great enough when she didn't want to fuck him. Imagine what it would be when she was willing!
He followed her instructions to the letter. He entered the room. He worked his way back among the shelves until he found her, right at the back of the room.
She had her skirt pulled up around her hips. Her hand was inside her panties, massaging her pussy. Her long dark hair hung in heavy curls around her face, framing the sultry eyes that looked at him longingly.
"Jeez… what are you doing?" he asked her excitedly. He'd never seen a woman so turned on that she would play with herself in front of somebody.
"I was waiting for you," she said. Her voice was husky. Her lips pouted hungrily.
"Wow, Sue, you really have changed!" He walked up to her and enclosed her in a long embrace. While his tongue explored her mouth, his hand reached down and replaced hers inside her panties. It was very wet down there! Very wet! Barry was beginning to have his suspicions about what Sue had been doing in Dave Lawson's office.
The young man couldn't believe that such a change could come over a woman in such a few months. He wondered if he might have been the start of it all. He had been wanting to see Sue and apologize to her for a long time. But only today had he summoned up enough nerve. He certainly hadn't been expecting the greeting he was getting from the "shy" head typist.
"Mmmmmmm… your hand feels so nice on my pussy," she told him.
Her hips writhed up suggestively against his hand, urging him on in his lewd probing. He stuck a finger deep into her clutching cunt and began to saw it suggestively back and forth. She was groaning in lustful anticipation, planting hungry kisses all over his neck as he teased her with his hand.
Remembering back to that night between them long ago, Barry could see that her body had obviously enjoyed everything he did to her that night. It was her mind that had struggled against him. What had happened in the interim, obviously, was that she had learned to let herself be what her body had wanted all along!
Now that she had fully accepted her own sexuality, she had become the sexiest woman Barry had ever seen. He wanted to fuck her like he hadn't wanted to do anything in a long, long time.
"Gawd, you're a sexy woman!" he told her.
He pulled his cock from his pants. It was already hard and thick, swollen with desire for her. Barry was a big, strong man, and it was no big trick for him to pick Sue up and prop her up against the wall. She wrapped her legs around his buttocks. Her cunt was open to him, ready for impalement.
Barry was intensely excited. He had no intention of putting off the moment when he would thrust his swollen cock deep into her clinging cunt. He guided it toward her pussy and shoved it up inside.
"Aaaahhhh!" she moaned. "Oohh, Barry, that's so nice… soooo nice!"
She clung to his strong neck while he worked her cunt up and down over his cock. He maneuvered her as if she were no heavier than a feather. Back and forth, back and forth along his blood-engorged cock-shaft.
"Aaaaagghhhhh! Oh, yesssss!" She was incredibly excited. This made twice in one day that she was getting her rocks off right inside the office where she worked. First with her bass. Now with this handsome young businessman who had just happened back into her life. The sheer depravity of what she was doing made her cunt very wet, very hungry for another resounding climax.
"Jeez, you have a tight little pussy!" he told her. "Christ, it's clinging to my cock like it's never going to let go. Ohhhh, baby!"
She was flexing her cunt-muscles on purpose, treating him to a lewd massage all along the pulsing length of his cock. It was like nothing he'd ever experienced before. She had amazing control of her pussy!
Realizing that he was probably the second man to fuck the sexy brunette in the last couple of hours titillated young Barry. He spread his legs wide to brace himself against the weight of Sue's body as he maneuvered her back and forth along his cock. This wasn't the most relaxing love-making position. But the urgency, the mastery of it, thrilled him. She was his puppet – a cunt there for the sole purpose of bringing him pleasure.
"Oohh, do it! Do it! Fuck meeee!" she urged him. She had never been picked up and fucked senseless like this before. It was driving her wild. She knew it wouldn't take much to drive her over the brink. She was already halfway there, prepared by her earlier erotic experience with her boss.
"I'm doing it, baby! I'm doing it!"
Barry wondered for an instant whether anyone had seen him enter the store room. He had tried to be careful, but he couldn't be sure he had managed to slip in unseen. It would look awfully suspicious to anyone who might have noticed. He had no reason in the world to be in here. He didn't even work here!
At the moment, even the thought that he might be discovered on the way out didn't bother him. It was all worth it. Worth it to enjoy the most frenzied, primitive fuck of his life! It was driving him nuts, feeling her cunt massaging his stiff prick. Using her like a ragdoll!
"Oh, Barry! Barry! Barry, I'm cummmming-g-g!" she wailed suddenly. He could feel her pussy flowering open, her whole body becoming limp from the ferocity of her release.
He looked into her face. It was distorted in a lusty mask of pagan desire.
It was even easier for him now to work her up and down over his cock. Her body was totally limp, trusting him completely. He concentrated on the warm spongy wetness of her pussy. His cock was submerged in a vat of honey. He wanted to let go. To let her pussy rob him of the juices of his maleness.
"Oh baby! Baby!" he told her. "It feels so good!"
"Put me down, Barry!" she whispered suddenly.
He was startled, but he could tell by the raunchy tone of her voice that she had something titillating in mind. He set her down on her feet. Immediately she dropped to her knees and took his hard eager cock into her mouth.
"Uuuuhh! Jee-zuz!" he moaned. The idea of her sucking on his prick after it had been up inside her pussy made his whole body quiver with obscene desire.
Yes! He wanted to fill her mouth with his cum! Accept the final installment for the debt she owed him… for all the sleepless nights he'd spent wondering what had driven him to fuck her against her will. He knew now it was her own will that had made him – a will not even she herself was aware of at the time.
He reached down and grabbed her by the hair. He guided her head back and forth along his teeming cock-shaft.
"Oh, yeah, baby… suck it!" he told her fiercely. He could feel his body getting more tense now. He was turning on to her slavish devotion to his prick with a new feverish abandon. This would do it, he knew. This would drive him over the brink into ecstatic release.
Kneeling subserviently on the storeroom floor, her cunt still tingling from her orgasm, Sue sucked his cock hungrily. She slid her hand along his cock, now increasing the pressure. Her tongue stabbed at the little slit in the head on every outstroke.
She loved the taste of her own orgasmic juices on his prick. It seemed so incredibly perverse to be sucking his cock like this, after it had been deep inside her pussy. She realized she was also licking his cum. That seemed more depraved Mr. Lawson than anything she could think of… licking one man's cum from another man's cock!
"Mmmmmm… I love the taste of your cock, Barry darling," she told him.
She was nibbling his prick like a woman possessed, thoroughly absorbed in the wantonness of her labors. She wanted to taste his cum now! To make him shoot his sperm deep into her throat!
"Oohh Gawd… Jee-zuz, that's good!" he groaned.
He couldn't think any more. All he knew was that he needed to cum. Needed to fill her up! Watching her lovely face slaving over his cock was all he needed to carry him off.
"Aahhhh, oooohhhh… I'm cuming-g-g!" he told her in a low groan. He jerked his loins again and again, hard into her face.
Sue was content. She sucked his prick, lapping up his cum. It made her erotic experiences complete. She had cum in her mouth and in her pussy.
I love it! I love it! she thought wantonly as she licked her lips clean. She licked his cock, feeling it shrink.
She looked up at him, a sexy glow all over her face. "That was good, Barry."
"Yeah, baby," he said enthusiastically. "Really good. I'm sure glad I decided to come by and see you."
"Me too."
Yes, Sue giggled to herself as she headed back to her desk. Workdays just aren't the same any more.
As she fitted paper into her typewriter, she was aware of a presence behind her. She started to turn around, an intimate grin on her face. She expected it to be Barry. He must not have left the office yet.
It wasn't Barry. It was Ken Adler.
"You look like you've been having a good day," he said ironically.
"Yes, I have. A wonderful day," she sighed.
"Spending a lot of time in the boss's office and in the storeroom, I noticed."
"Ken, are you spying on me?"
"Hell no, I just happen to be very observant, that's all. I used to be a gunner in the Air Force. It made me very observant."
She wasn't sure what he was getting at.
"So, yes," she admitted at last, "I've had lots to do today."
"And was Barry Fields helping you with your work in there?"
So he'd seen!
"Yes… yes, he was," she told him defiantly. "I want to see you tonight, Sue."
"I'm sorry, Ken. Tonight's the night I do my hair. And I have some letters to write."
He glared at her.
She knew him when he was in this mood. She had better be agreeable.
"Okay. Come by about eight."
"Seven!"
"Okay."