The next day, Friday, Patty was called into the boss' office almost as soon as she got to work. Henry Clark gave her a big smile as she walked in, ten motioned her to sit close to him.
"I wanted to talk to you right away, Patty, to make sure you're free tonight," he said. "I'd like you to come to a party at my apartment."
"Why, how nice of you, Henry," Patty said. "Of course I'd love to come. I haven't met your wife yet."
He glanced at the photo on his desk showing the heavy-set and stem-looking middle-aged woman. "Oh, my wife won't be there," he said with a sigh of relief. "She's out of town, visiting her mother. So it'll just be you and me and a couple of the salesmen. I've invited Brook and Ken."
"Well," Patty said, "that certainly will be interesting."
She wondered who she'd end up fucking. She'd made it with all three men, and certainly they'd all be looking to take her home. But she'd cross that bridge when she came to it. Right now, something more immediate was getting her attention. Henry had slipped his hand onto her knee.
"There's another reason I called you in here, Patty," he said.
"Oh, really?" Patty giggled. "I'd never have guessed."
He slid his hand up under her skirt and touched the warm pouting crotch of her panties. "I haven't seen as much of you as I'd like," he went on. "I've been too busy. But I've certainly been thinking about you."
Patty opened her legs wider and let him cup her whole crotch. The boss' come-on was very well timed. She'd awakened horny, and she'd been wondering how she'd get through the whole day without sex. A little fun with Henry would relieve the hot ache in her pussy and let her concentrate on her work.
She pulled her skirt up so he could see what he was doing. He ogled her slim figure in the tiny bikini panties, then grasped the waistband and started inching the little garment down. Her small golden cunt bush popped into view. She raised her ass so he could slip the panties all the way off.
As Henry dropped the garment on the rug, Patty spread her legs wantonly wide, showing him the moist pink flesh of her cunt gash. He licked his lips and shivered with excitement. Folding back the soft cunt lips, he exposed her glistening clit. He took her clit between his thumb and forefinger and started kneading it.
"Mmmmmmmm, yesssss," Patty gurgled. "That feels so nice."
She started creaming, hot sticky liquid that overflowed her cunt and trickled onto Henry's kneading fingers. He worked the thick cream all over her clit as he massaged it, giving her a steady buzz of pleasure. Patty got flushed in the face and started to pant.
"Honey, you're getting me awful hot," she moaned.
"That's the whole idea," he said.
His fingers were soaked with her seeping pussy cream, and his own excitement was reaching the boiling point as he watched the pretty big-titted receptionist reacting hotly to his finger play. Patty saw the crotch of his pants swelling up into a big hard cock-bulge. She shivered with longing. She desperately needed a stiff cock in her fever-hot cunt.
"Henry, honey, let's fuck," she suggested hoarsely.
"In a minute," he grinned. "Let's not rush. I love turning you on, Patty."
Patty loved being turned on, too, but it was office hours, and she did have work to do. However, if the boss didn't mind her taking time off to fool around, so be it. She relaxed, keeping her thighs wide open and letting the delicious sensations carry her away as Henry kneaded her supersensitive clit.
Then the phone rang. Patty cleared her throat and answered it. "Good morning. Henry Clark, Incorporated. Yes, just a – ooooooooooo!"
Henry was mischievously fucking his thick middle finger up her cunt. It felt so great, she couldn't suppress that squeal of delight, and she soaked his invading finger with a molten rush of cunt cream. He started finger-fucking her, and it was all she could do to keep the lust out of her voice.
"Pardon me," she said to the caller. "I dropped something. I'll connect you with Mr. Lawson." She pressed a button. "Brook, line one." Then she hung up. "Henry, you really ought to be more careful."
"Fair's fair, Patty," he chuckled. "You did the same thing to me, remember?"
Patty had to laugh. It was true. She'd sneaked under his desk and sucked him off while he was on the phone. But she hoped the damned thing wouldn't ring again very soon. She wanted to forget about business and just enjoy the things Henry was doing to her. He was fucking his finger fast and deep in her horny little pussy.
"That feels nice, honey," she gurgled. "But I'd rather have your cock in there."
That did it for Henry. He'd kept his cool up to this point, arousing and teasing the beautiful blonde, but now he was overpowered by lust and excitement. He whipped his finger out of her cunt, stood up, and dropped his pants and shorts.
Patty gave a lusty gurgle at the sight of his stiff drooling cock. She stood up and leaned against his desk, bracing her hands against it, and he got behind her. She shivered as he eased the swollen head of his cock into her juicy little cuntal opening. Then he turned and started to reach for the photo of his wife.
"Wait, Henry," Patty said wickedly. "Why don't we let her watch this time?"
"Good idea," he laughed. "Maybe she'll learn something."
He fucked his steel-hard prick into her cunt, and Patty moaned with relief. She'd been wanting a nice hard cock in there since the moment she woke up. He fucked into her as deep as he could go, then started fucking her in eager rough thrusts. She soaked his pistoning prick with hot cunt cream.
"Ooooo, yeah, honey, fuck it to me," she moaned. "I need it real bad."
The phone rang. Patty groaned and answered it.
"Brook, I can't talk right now," she said. "I'm, aah, taking dictation. What? Yes, I'll be at the party. Okay, see you." She hung up. "We better make this a quickie, Henry. The office is too busy this morning."
"Damn," he said. "Oh, well, we can make up for it tonight."
He went into high gear, fucking her very fast and hard, and Patty gripped the edge of the desk and gurgled in bliss. She adored being fucked like that, deeply and thoroughly. She felt herself spinning effortlessly towards the hard climax she needed so badly.
At the same time, though, she found herself wondering what was going to happen at the party tonight. Henry had already made it clear that he expected her to stay with him, and Brook had just called to see if she'd be there, obviously wanting to make out with her.
"Unnnhhhh, yessss," she moaned. "Fuck it to me real hard, honey, as hard as you can."
She forgot the party and everything else as Henry fucked into her like a piledriver, making her body shudder with the impact. The red hot friction between cock and cunt sent her into orbit. A violent orgasm exploded in the depths of her cunt and thundered through her body.
"Ooooh, yeah, I'm coming, ohhhh!" she moaned.
"Awww, Jesus, awwwww!" Henry gasped. Patty gurgled with ecstasy as he boiled his heavy come-load into her sucking pussy. She came deliciously, her body racked by hard pleasure spasms. At last Henry backed off, pulling his wet cock from her soaked cunt, and they hunted up their discarded clothing.
"Remember, that was just for openers," he told her with a leer. "Tonight we'll really get it on."
As Patty returned to the reception area, she caught Brook's eye, and he stared at her. The message was dear. He expected her to leave the party with him. But as she stepped into her anteroom, Ken followed her. In surprise, she turned to look at the handsome young salesman.
"Going to the boss' party tonight?" he asked.
"Yes, I am, Ken," Patty said.
"Good, then we can leave together," he said, pulling her into his arms and kissing her.
He shoved his tongue into her mouth, and Patty shivered with excitement. Then he was gone, back to the main room, and she stood there shaking her head and wondering what she was going to do. Three men wanted her. Each was counting on fucking her this evening. It was a real dilemma.
Her boss always regarded Friday as a slack day, but Friday turned out to be an incredibly busy day. The phone seemed to ring constantly, so Patty didn't get all her typing done and had to work late, after everyone else had left the office. She hadn't been alone very long when the janitor waked in.
Patty gawked at him. He was a real hunk, maybe in his mid-thirties and powerfully muscled.
He was wearing a sweat shirt with the arms cut out, showing off his muscular arms. His tight jeans outlined his big prick. Patty felt a rush of lust for the man that made her redden.
He was gawking at her, too, as if he couldn't believe what he saw. "Hey," he said, "what happened to that old bitch – I mean Miss Graves?"
"Miss Graves retired," she told him. "I'm Patty, the new receptionist."
"Well, well, well," he said, breaking into a delighted grin. "I'm Mike, Patty, and I'm the janitor. I sure am glad to meet you. Working very late?"
"No," Patty sighed. "I just have one more letter to type."
"Too bad, 'cause I'd sure like to know you better."
Patty wanted to know him better, too. The guy turned her on like mad, and the feeling obviously was mutual. She decided she could type the letter on Monday. She got up and walked over to Mike, moving slowly and sensuously, wriggling her ass and swaying her hips. His eyes got hot with lust.
She walked right up to him and ran her fingers up and down his powerfully muscled arms. "Do you work out, Mike?" she cooed.
"You sure look strong."
"Yeah," he said, "and I'd sure like to work out with you, Patty."
He reached out and cupped her thrusting tits in his big hot hands. Patty gasped with excitement. She'd thought that fucking with the boss this morning would keep her mind off her pussy for the rest of the day, but obviously not. All she had to do was look at an attractive guy, and she was horny again.
Her tits swelled and her nipples stiffened as Mike played with them. She knew she had to get home and prepare for the party, so there was no time to lose. She reached for his fly and unzipped it. She was delighted to discover that he wasn't wearing underwear.
His cock snapped free of its confinement, mushrooming into a huge and hard fuck-tool. Patty shivered at the sight of his hard-on. She wrapped her fingers around his prick and started pumping it, and Mike gave a lusty growl. He quickly unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra, pushing them out of the way to bare her magnificent tits.
"Fantastic," he breathed, cupping and squeezing the big hot tit globes.
His cock was pretty fantastic, too, almost as big as Art's gigantic prick. Eagerly, Patty ran her little fist up and down the hot smooth column of cock meat, while Mike lustily fondled her tits. She could, feel molten cream seeping from her cunt and soaking her pussy.
Mike slid his hands down from her swollen stiff-nippled tits and quickly unzipped her skirt and let it drop. He grasped her panties and tugged them down. They slithered down her legs and she stepped out of them, naked except for her pushed-back blouse and bra.
"Unnnnhhhhh, yesssss," she gasped as he slid a hand between her thighs.
Mike had been aroused, obviously. He knew how to turn a girl on with more than his looks. He started gently, but sensuously rubbing Patty's swollen cunt, and she juiced heavily into his hand. He spread the hot cream all over the swelling flesh of her cunt slit.
Greedily, she tugged at his tight jeans. They were hugging his body and hard to budge, but gradually she worked them lower. At last he was stepping out of them, his massive boner weaving stiffly and lewdly before him. Patty was soaking his caressing hand with pussy juice.
She fisted his cock again and pumped it hungrily while he played with her pussy. But that situation didn't last for long, because they were both getting too horny and impatient for foreplay. At last Mike gave a lusty growl, scooped Patty up in his arms, and carried her over to her desk.
He laid her down on her back, her ass resting just on the edge of the desk, and then he took her long shapely legs and draped them over his powerful broad shoulders. Her pussy was completely open to the light of the room, and he feasted his eyes on the gleaming rosy cunt flesh and fine blonde curls. Patty let him look for a few seconds, then started squirming with lusty impatience.
"Come on, honey, fuck me!" she whimpered. "You got me so hot, I just have to have it!"
"Patty, you're my kind of girl."
He pressed the hugely engorged head of his prick against the moist and drooling opening of her cunt, and she whined with excitement. He fucked into her slowly, savoring every inch of penetration, and she soaked his cock with blast after blast of sizzling cunt cream.
"Ooooo, yeah, stick it into me, Mike!" she cried, clawing the desk. "Give me all of it!"
"I'll give it to you, all right," he growled. Patty's pretty face twisted into a lusty grimace as the burly janitor filled her greedy cunt with his thick throbbing fuck-tool. She could feel his cock pulsating against every inch of her cunt and pushing up against her womb. She writhed around the thick impalement, aching for action.
"Fuck me," she whined. "Fuck my pussy good, Mike."
He snorted with excitement and started fucking his huge prick in her juice-slick cunt. Patty sobbed in ecstasy. She'd done a lot of kinky things since she became a widow, and she'd made love in all kinds of different ways, but there wasn't anything she liked better than plain old hard fucking.
"Ohhhh, yeah, fuck it to meeee!" she wailed. Grinning insanely, Mike fucked the wailing receptionist faster and faster. He couldn't seem to do it too roughly for her. The harder he gave it to her, the more crazily excited she got. She soaked his pistoning cock with endless floods of molten cream, and her pussy got steadily tighter and hotter around his prick.
"You like it, baby?" he asked.
"Shit, yes, I love it," she sobbed. "Keep fucking me real hard, Mike, as hard as you can."
He growled lustily and went into high gear. Patty's body shuddered with the impact of his fucking, and her gorgeous big tits wobbled crazily. She closed her eyes tightly and blotted out everything but the fantastic pleasure she was feeling as the hugely hung janitor fucked her to the brink of orgasm.
"Ooooo, fuck, yessss! So fuckin' good!" she wailed.
"Ohhhh, Jesus!" Mike groaned. "Gonna shoot my load real quick."
"Yes, yes, honey, cream me," Patty moaned. She didn't worry about getting left behind, because her own climax was already starting. She felt the delicious blast of sensation in the boiling depths of her cunt, triggered by Mike's fucking cock. Then her whole body was convulsing with pleasure, and her cunt went into hard spasms around his cock.
"Ooohhhh, shit, aaaggghhhh!" the big man bellowed as her cunt sucked the jizz out of his balls.
"Ooooo, yeah, whaahhhh!" Patty wailed. She gurgled and squealed with pleasure while he pumped load after load of boiling jism into her pussy. She might be late for the party, but the delay would have been worth it. She wouldn't have missed fucking him for the world.
"Mmmmm, that was nice," she gurgled. "Very nice."
"It sure the hell was," Mike sighed as he pulled his dripping cock from her cunt. "How about going out with me tonight, Patty?"
"I wish I could, Mike," she said. "But I already agreed to go to a party with some people. How about tomorrow night?"
"You're on," he said. "Give me your phone number."
Patty hurried home to shower and dress for the party at her boss' place. She was going to be late, and she sure hoped Mr. Clark wouldn't be angry.