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   Confessions of a Cock Sucker 2:

   ** Her name was Mary and she was 29 years-old.  Her daughter was called
Sally and she was 10.  I couldn't keep my eyes off the child, her blonde
hair and blue eyes, but she didn't have her mother's features.

   Timmy came over and I introduced him.  He smiled and then took off to
the indoor playground.  Mary and Sally watched him run off and Sally
giggled in away that immediately excited me.  I looked down at her and
smiled.

   "Sally was enrolled in a private Catholic school and tested a full grade
year ahead of her peers," Mary said suddenly, trying to get the
conversation started?  "She is a math prodigy, among other things." She was
clearly anxious to impress me, and I was nervous because she wasn't quite
what I was looking for, but I felt I needed to break the news gently.

   I leaned over the table and whispered.  "I'm looking for mothers with
sons not with daughters."

   Mary looked around then said, "Can we talk somewhere else?"

   I thought about it and nodded my head.  "Let's go to my car and talk."

   I got Timmy, who was disappointed he couldn't climb on the bars, and the
four of us walked out to my SUV.  Mary and Sally had their lunch with them
and so did Timmy and after we got into the car the kids started eating.

   "I'm looking for mothers with sons who suck their cocks and are up for a
little bit of fun like mother swapping and fucking." I repeated.

   "I know and I thought about this carefully.  She knows how to suck."
Mary said quickly.  There was a slight desperation in her voice as she
realised what I was trying to say.

   "What?  How'd she learn to suck cock?" I asked as I looked in the mirror
at the girl eating her sandwich.

   "We adopted her from Russia last year when she was nine.  She's picked
up the English language quite quickly."

   I looked in the rearview mirror again and she was happily eating away at
the burger without a care in the world: that explained why she didn't have
her mother's features.

   "The orphanage we adopted her from said a lot of good things about her.
She took to us pretty fast but especially my husband.  She always stayed at
his side and followed him everywhere whenever we visited.  At the time it
didn't bother me." Mary paused and looked out the car window.  "But I think
I knew something was wrong."

   "Knew what?" I asked.

   "Last year about a two months after we brought her home, I came home
from shopping.  It was a Saturday.  Sally and my husband were at home of
course and I needed their help in getting bags into the house but I
couldn't see them in the living room or the kitchen or out in the backyard.
I walked down the hallway to our master bedroom and heard some noises, like
lip smacking noises." Mary paused again.

   I looked in the rearview mirror again and Sally looked like she wasn't
paying attention to us.

   "I walked into the bathroom and my jaw dropped."

   "What?" I asked.

   "My husband was sitting on the toilet with his pants around his ankles
and between his legs was Sally kneeling with her hands on his knees, fully
dressed.  His cock was lodged firmly in her mouth.  They looked at me and I
looked at them in astonishment.  My husband quickly brought his hands down
to remove Sally from his cock but she pushed his hands away.  She was still
looking at me, his cock still in her mouth, her cheeks bulging.  She and I
were staring at each other.  After what seemed like an eternity she broke
eye contact with me and returned to sucking his cock?  I mean she deep
throated the damn thing and I was standing there.  I remember thinking at
the time, how the hell a ten year-old could deep throat a cock?"

   I looked again in the mirror and Sally was smiling.  Timmy was looking
at her with renewed interest: five years-old, he knew the value of a
cocksucker.

   "I should have said something then and there but Sally didn't look as if
she would be concerned with what I might say.  My husband just sat on that
toilet with a goofy grin on his face with Sally's head bobbing up and down
on his cock."

   "What did you do?"

   "I, I, chickened out.  I turned and walked away.  I went downstairs.  I
moved the rest of the groceries into the kitchen then sat on the couch in a
shock.  I knew it would be awkward when they came downstairs."

   "No doubt."

   "Well Sally came down first.  She walked over to me with a big smile and
kissed me on the cheek and said, `Thanks mommy!' I smelled the ambrosia on
her breath and felt a little jealous that she swallowed his jizz.  Anyway,
that was the first time she had ever called mommy and it made me feel good
inside even though she was sucking my husband which was bad.  She smiled at
me then she ran outside.  A couple of minutes later my husband came down
and sat across from me."

   Mary paused and I looked at Sally again.

   "He obviously looked really nervous.  He said it started a couple of
weeks prior when she would come around him naked when I wasn't home.  She
would tempt him but he said that he would never fuck her, take her
virginity, like that was supposed to make me feel better!"

   That was something I thought.

   "He said that he kept trying to get her put her clothes on but she would
always giggle and resist and run around the house.  He was really afraid
that I would come home and see her naked and figured he had something to do
with it."

   I nodded.  Yeah, father molesting his daughter not the daughter
molesting her father.

   "Eventually she made her way into his morning shower and one thing led
to another.  He said his favorite position was with her laying on her
stomach and him on top of her as he rubbed his cock up and down between her
ass cheeks.  Then he would come on her back and hair.  He would use her
hair to wipe his cock clean and she didn't mind at all, in fact it made her
giggle.  I wasn't sure that I would let him use my hair to clean my cock
but one time after cumming in my ass he pulled out and before I knew it had
his cock in my hair.  I just looked at him and smiled, another first for
me. Anyway, he said other times, Sally would suck him, lick his balls and
kiss and lick his ass.  I never licked his ass before.  At that point Sally
came back in the house so we asked her how she learned all that stuff."

   I looked at Sally in the mirror again, she was sipping her milk shake.

   "She learned it when she turned five.  Before the orphanage she was in a
church home and the girls were taught how to please men and women.  She
knows how to use a strap-on by the way.  Anyway, the church was raided when
she was eight and the kids moved to different orphanages."

   "So what happened after that?"

   "After she was removed from the church?"

   "No, what happened at home after everybody confessed?"

   "Well, I, um, was drawn into the sex, there was just no way I could
resist and I couldn't really complain about their behavior.  I mean Sally
likes to walk around the house naked and she would suck her daddies cock
whenever she got the chance.  At first she would walk right past me in the
master bedroom and into the shower with him each morning.  I would stand in
the doorway and watch their silhouette through the glass shower door.  She
would be caressing and fondling his cock and balls.  I was jealous and knew
that I should be in the shower with them, hell the shower could fit six
people easily, but I held back."

   Mary paused and took a bite of her burger.  She looked out the car
window.

   She continued.  "The ice was broken for sex so to speak when a couple of
days later my husband and I were fucking.  We were in the missionary
position and Sally came into the room.  We stopped and looked at her.  It
was an awkward moment.  Then she leaned over and kissed me, then kissed me
harder and soon had her tongue in my mouth.  Boy did my husband fuck me
hard right then and there."

   I looked at Sally again.  I couldn't keep my eyes off her.  I wondered
how her tongue felt and my cunt moistened.

   "In no time it was threesome every time we fucked.  Pretty soon I was
competing with her to suck his cock.  Sometimes we would suck it together.
Our tongues, lips, nose and cheeks touching.  We wouldn't touch his cock
but would pass it back and forth with our mouths." Mary started squirming
in her seat.

   "Yeah, mommy and I like to slobber all over it," Sally gushed suddenly.

   Mary burned red but she continued.  "Not only that but we compete with
each other trying to suck his anus.  He just loves it with his legs over
his head and two tongues fighting each other to get into his brown hole. 
Like I said, I'd never kissed an ass before but she sure did.  Oh, how she
would gently kiss and lick his anus, rub her cheeks and nose on it." Mary
looked at me smiling.  "Well, I couldn't let a ten-year old out do me now
could I?"

   "Yeah, one time daddy took a shit and didn't wipe very good and mommy
got upset but I didn't.  I just put my lips over his anus and kissed it
like we were best friends." She giggled again.  "Now mommy doesn't mind."

   I looked at Mary.  "Yep, I figured if she could do it then I could do
it." She shrugged her shoulders.

   I smiled as I looked in the child in the mirror.  "You mentioned a
strap-on?"

   "Oh yes, my husband encouraged me to buy some strap-on's but I was
nervous about it until Sally complained that she wanted fun too.  Well, I
went and bought several different ones and now she and I fuck.  She's damn
good at it to."

   My cunt fluttered and my stomach tingled when she said that.  I looked
in the mirror again and Sally was looking back at me.  Just then I had a
glimpse of me on my hands and knees with her on my back, her hands fondling
my tits and pumping me with her strap-on at the same time.  The girl smiled
like she knew what I was thinking.  Her sun dress was all the way back on
her thighs and I wondered what kind of panties she wore.

   "Mommy also fucks me," Sally smiled.

   I gave a quizzical look to Mary.

   "I found a five inch thin dildo with a strap-on attachment and a clit
massager.  I fuck her ass with it as we cuddle," Mary blushed.

   "Yeah, I sit on her lap and lean back on her titties.  She holds me
tight and fondles me as I moved around the dildo.  Gawd it fills me up so
much." The youngster gushed.  I looked in the mirror.

   Mary continued, "Yeah, sometimes she lays on her stomach as I lay on top
of her and ass fuck her.  Then I lay on my stomach as she lays on my back
and ass fucks me."

   I nodded my head.  Possibilities.

   "My husband liked it when Sally and I would fuck on the living room
floor as he watched.  She would fuck me doggie style with a ten inch
strap-on and I would fuck her doggie style in her ass with the five inch
strap-on.  We were his private girly show.  He also liked it when we would
lay on the living room floor and kiss and then swap spit back and forth. 
She would spit on my tits and lick it off and I would spit on her flat
chest and lick it off."

   "Tell her about the other stuff mommy," Sally said as she made a barking
sounds and Timmy laughed.

   "He liked using dog collars and leashes on us," Mary replied, blushing
again: she didn't look very excited to say that.

   "What?" I asked.

   "Sally had told my husband that when she was in the orphanage about five
or six years old, important people would come on the weekends looking for
pets.  The kids were told that they would get extra sweets if they acted
like doggies by crawling on their hands and knees, barking, and pooping and
peeing.  The better they acted the more sweets they would get."

   "No shit."

   Sally added, "They would have a leash that could put five of us on.  The
lady would also put little tails up our butts.  Sometimes they would take
us home for the weekend to their big houses.  Other times we would go to
parties with them.  There would be older women like you and mommy on their
hands and knees acting like doggies.  They would sniff us and we would
sniff them.  Sometimes those women would hump the leg of their master or
mistress."

   "Fuck me," was all I could say and I saw Sally smile knowingly.

   "We would eat and drink from the same doggie dishes as the women doggies
then we would play fetch outside them.  At night they would pair us up with
the women doggies and we would sleep together in dog houses out back. 
Other times there would be real male dogs running around.  They would bring
in the women doggies and have the male dogs fuck them as we watched."

   Mary took over.  "So my husband would walk us around the house like dogs
and have us do doggie tricks.  I must admit I didn't care for it one bit
but later my husband's cock would be stiff as a rock.  He used to like
things like that."

   "Used to?" I asked with some concern.

   "Yeah, he died in a car accident a couple of month ago."

   "Sorry to hear that."

   "Thanks," Mary replied as she looked out the car window.

   "Being with Sally is cool of course, I mean she is my daughter and all
but I think we both need a man in the house, a man we can both take care
of."

   "Dating scene that hard huh?"

   "Not so much the dating scene but trying to find a man who wouldn't mind
having his cock and anus sucked and licked by ten-year old blonde hair,
blue eyed Russian girl, I mean, without turning me into social services."

   I nodded and looked at Mary.  "So do you have job then?

   "I work as a software analyst for a European multi-national."

   "What does a software analyst do?"

   "I look at code for errors and test it and such and make sure it is
compatible.  Our clients are stores that use POS systems."

   Interesting I thought.

   "So what is that you do?" Mary asked.

   I looked out the car window.  Yes, what do I do?  I thought.  I guess I
am a pimp maybe?  Or a madam of a brothel?  I know I love sucking cocks
because that's what a woman's mouth is made for but is it I also love sex
and I want to share my joy of sex with others?

   "My husband has a software company and I help him run it."

   "Does he know what you do on the side?"

   "By side, you mean with Timmy?"

   Mary nodded her head.

   "Yes,"

   "And he approves of it?"

   "Yes he does."

   "Wow," replied Mary as she took another bite of her burger.

   That software thing got me thinking.  Brenda and Linda could always use
more help.

   "Without my late husband's income I don't think that I will be able to
afford that Catholic private school after this year.  But I will have to
put Sally in a different type of school next year, like for gifted children
but that costs a lot too," Mary said a matter-of-factly.

   There's my hook.  That's how I bring her aboard our little operation.

   I squirmed in my seat as I looked at Sally in the mirror.  The ten-year
old was cute too.  There might be something I could work with.  I could see
the women at work getting jealous as the ten year-old sucks on my husband's
cock.  Hell, he'd love it.  Like Mary said, what male wouldn't love a
blonde haired, blue eyed ten-year old girl sucking his cock?

   "Well, tell you what, let's make another date to get to know each other
better and the kids," I said as I pulled out my smart phone.

   Mary pulled hers out also.  "How about next Thursday at 2pm then?" she
asked.

   I looked at my calendar.  "Yes, next Thursday at 2pm works for me."

   "Where do you want to meet?" Mary asked as she put her phone away.

   Yes, where?  I thought to myself.  Not at my house or at work but this
has to be on my terms, maybe the park again.  Not a hotel, too many
questions and prying eyes.

   "I know a secluded picnic spot at the county park.  Let's bring lunch
and see what happens."

   "Great," Mary smiled as she made to get out of the SUV.

   Timmy started laughing.  We both turned and looked to the kids.  Sally
had her right hand in Timmy's pants moving up and down.

   "Can Sally suck my cock too, mommy?" Timmy smiled.

   I looked over my shoulder at him, "Maybe, sweetie, but first we have to
get to know them better."

   "How `bout her?" Timmy asked pointing at Mary.  "Is she a stupid cock
sucker too?"

   Mary raised her eyebrow at me, and I smiled at her.  "That's what we
have to find out, sweetie."

   I watched Sally got out on her side, her sun dress riding up to her
waist so that I could see her panties with little red hearts on it.  Fuck,
why am I lusting after her?

   "See you then," I waved.

   Mary and Sally waved back.  I watched to see what car they got into and
then wrote down the license plate number.  You never know.

   **

   On Tuesday Timmy and I went to the office.  My husband and Marcie were
driving in from the airport and the good news had spread around the office:
my husband had closed the 100 million dollar deal.  Our company would
receive 25 million each year for four years on the contract to provide
software security and it meant a lot of work for everybody but more
importantly everybody would get bonuses.  Tina was at her desk as I walked
up to her and kissed her on the lips, a prolonged wet open-mouthed kiss. 
Marge came around the corner and saw us making out and turned around walked
back to her office.

   We all stood in the back entry as Marcie and my husband came in.  Timmy
yelled out, "Marcie!" and ran up to her and she smiled and laughed and ran
her hand through his hair.  Timmy wrapped his arms around her thigh and
tried to put his head under her short business skirt.

   "Like father like son," she laughed, trying to walk further into the
office as Timmy clung to her.

   "Did my daddy fuck you the whole time?" Timmy asked excitedly, looking
up at Marcie.

   She blushed with everybody looking at her.  "Yes, he did, Timmy!" she
smiled and ran her hand through his hair again.  He giggled and went back
to trying to get his head under her skirt.

   My husband came up and gave me a long kiss which the others laughed and
cheered.  He gave my ass a squeeze and then gave each one of the others a
hug as he walked into the office area.

   We walked into his office and he set his bags down.  It was Brenda's
turn under the desk so she got undressed in her office and walked in and
crawled under the desk, ready to suck him if he needed it.  My husband and
I were standing in the middle of the office kissing as I undid his belt and
zipper.

   Marcie came in.  "Hey, I'm going home early to check on my kids."

   We both waved at Marcie.

   I pulled my husband's pants down to his ankles and took hold of his
cock.

   "Gawd I missed this!  Fuck me in the ass," I whispered then tilted my
head towards the desk.  My husband smiled as he turned me around.  I bent
over the desk as he spread my ass cheeks then spit on my anus.

   Minutes later we were slapping flesh as he pulled and pushed his cock in
and out of my stretched ass.  He suddenly pulled out and stepped back.

   "I'm about to cum," he gasped.  He was sweating and his cock was rock
solid.  He stepped out of his pants and shoes and walked to his chair.  He
smiled at me and plopped down in the chair.  I could see the top of
Brenda's head as she scooted forward to engulf his cock with her mouth.  My
husband put his hand on top of her head gently pushed her head down all the
while smiling at me.

   "Fuck it's good to be home!" he laughed as he put his hands behind his
head.  I smiled knowing that Brenda would be tasting my ass but I think she
knew that.

   I walked out of the office bottomless.  Tina mentioned that she was glad
he was back and was looking forward to his cock.  "I think we all are," I
replied.  Tina was wearing pink stilettos, a white blouse and a short black
skirt.  She ran her fingers over my slit and smiled at her.  "Careful there
honey, I may have to sit on your face and rub my cunt all over you."

   Tina laughed.  "Promises, promises."

   I walked over to Marge's office and kind of leaned against the door
jamb. Marge had her back to me as she was sitting on the floor wearing
nothing but her garter, hose and stiletto's and her tits hanging down. 
Timmy didn't notice me either as he was concentrating on watching Marge
suck his little cock, he had his hands on the top of her head.  Suddenly
Marge started coughing then pulled her head back and I was concerned for a
moment as she gave Timmy a hard look.  I knew that it wasn't cum in Marge's
mouth so it could only be one thing, pee, and I readied myself to jump on
Marge if she scolded Timmy for urinating in her mouth.  Nobody would yell
at my little boy; she needed to accept that drinking his piss was just
another of her duties.  I held my breath and watched anxiously.

   Marge looked up at Timmy and held his gaze.  Her cheeks were bulging and
there was a moment's pause before she swallowed whatever she had in her
mouth.  Timmy stood there smiling at her and she averted her eyes as a
blush spread over her face: she knew just how dirty this was and I wondered
if she would have the nerve to carry on.  To my delight, she reached out
both hands cupping his ass cheeks and drew him closer to her.  She bent her
head down a little taking his little thin cock back in her mouth.  Timmy
put his hands on her head again and with a look of concentration continued
to pee.  Marge's throat went up and down as she swallowed it all.  I smiled
and left the two alone.  Marge seemed to be working out the details of
being a potty mouth with Timmy and I felt unexpectedly proud of her.

   I walked into Agnes's office and sat down on the chair in front of her
desk.

   "You're looking fine Agnes," I smiled at her and she blushed behind her
computer monitor.  "We're gonna need a fucking accountant with all this
money coming in the next four years," I said a matter-of-factly.

   Agnes nodded her head as she typed away on the keyboard.  "Yes, I know."
Agnes had taken to doing her hair and make-up now.  She also wore different
blouses and short skirts.  The stilettos she wore accented her calves
perfectly.  She was really looking good these days, hell they all were. 
Agnes had several of the buttons on her blouse undone and without her bra
her nipples were poking through the fabric.  How I would love to get my
mouth on her tits.

   "The new person would have to be a female that can work in our
environment," I said as I rubbed my nipples, flaunting my arousal.

   Agnes looked at me then quickly back to her keyboard.  "Do you want me
to work up a job ad like last time?" I could see her nipples swelling
against the thin material of her blouse.

   "No, I have somebody in mind," I replied as I stood up.

   Agnes looked at me in curiosity then she asked, "Do you think he has
time to um, fuck me, like a quickie?"

   I smiled, "Don't know Agnes but you might want to get in there before
Tina does.  She needs it bad too." I leaned over and said in a low voice,
"She told me her cunt needed filling too."

   Agnes blushed.

   I went down the hallway a little further and Linda was huddled at her
terminal with a worried look on her face.

   "Problems?"

   "Fuck, yeah, I'm having some difficulty in getting this software to work
properly," Linda replied.  "It needs to be checked and debugged and I don't
have time to do it."

   "Okay, just leave it with me," I said as I walked away.  Mary, the
software woman, would be a good addition here.  The thing is how do I get
Sabrina and Mary to the office?  I think I would need to bring Sabrina
onboard first but how to get her accepted into the office.  Oh sure she
wouldn't have a problem with the arrangements but the others would have a
fit with her son Adrian getting the same rights as Timmy.  Hmm would have
to think this one over.

   **

   That evening my husband was exhausted.  He plopped down on the couch
looking at me.  Timmy was already in bed.  He looked like he wanted to say
something.

   "You look tired," I said as I sat down next to him.  I moved my left
hand to his cock which was always semi-rigid.  "You seem worried about
something."

   "Well," he hesitated.

   "Go on, tell me."

   "I would like there to be a couple of changes in the office."

   I sat up a little straighter but still held his cock in my hand.  It
wasn't getting hard like it normally did, and I knew that there was
something troubling him.

   "Can you set up one of the other offices for fucking?  I mean, it's
great fucking the girls in my office but it gets kinda messy and my papers
and things get pushed around the desk."

   That's true, I thought.  I had seen the cum stains on the desk top and
there had been times in all the excitement when some of his more important
papers had been torn or stained.

   I nodded my head, "Okay, I'll start on it tomorrow." His cock got a
little harder.

   He breathed a sigh of relief but still looked at me.

   "Was there something else?" I stroked his cock up and down, encouraging
him.

   "Well, um," he hesitated again.

   "Look, you're the owner of the company, you own the building, so
whatever it is you want I will work on it." I paused.  "And besides I think
the others are fairly well onboard with whatever you want to do.  Hell, I
could tell them to jump and they would ask `How high?' so what is it?"

   "Well, I'm...I'm getting into the humiliation thing.  I mean, I love
everything you have organised, I love it when they ask me if I have time
for a fuck or suck me off under the desk, but." He paused and took a deep
breath.  "I think it would run better if Tina worked up a sign-up sheet. 
As much as I like the fucking and sucking I can't maintain the pace that
the women put me through."

   I smiled at his hesitation because I knew he was anxious not to upset
me. "So only fucking and sucking on certain days?" I asked seductively as I
bent down and licked the tip of his cock, feeling it harden against my
tongue.

   "Yes and no," he said more confidently.  "Keep the sucking under the
desk as it is.  I get a thrill knowing that one of them is under my desk
ready for my cock.  But I want a slight change to it."

   "What would that be?" I asked as I pulled my mouth off his cock.

   "Well, um, I'd like it so that I don't come until the end of the day. 
They have to keep me hard throughout the day and the last one makes me
cum."

   "Okay," I said.  A thrilling vision of him pumping all that stored spunk
into my throat flashed through my mind, but then I thought about something.
"What if one of them makes you cum before the end of the day?"

   My husband was silent for a moment.  "They lose that day's pay."

   I pulled my mouth off his cock again and looked up at him.  He was
smiling a wicked smile and I smiled back and nodded my head then kissed the
top of his cock.

   "They won't like that you know."

   "I don't care.  I want them to worship my cock all day.  I want my cock
to be the center of their universe."

   "They'll demand more pay for that then," I said still kissing the tip of
his cock, licking the first tangy droplets of pre-cum.

   "Then pay them more.  Fuck, I may even walk around the office with my
cock hanging out," he chuckled.  "Shit, I might even walk into Marge's
office and masturbate all over her desk, it would be fun seeing my spunk
fly all over the place.  Fuck maybe that would convince her let me fuck her
asshole."

   I giggled too.  Marge would be upset but there would nothing she could
do.

   "This way I can pace myself with the sucking."

   "Do want them to be naked at the office also?"

   He thought for a moment.  "No, seeing a naked body day in and day out
loses its excitement after a while.  I do like the way they are dressed so
if you can keep that up that would be good." He chuckled.  "What would be
even better if they were dressed like little school girls with stiletto's."
I felt his prick throb in my hand.

   "That will be a hard sell."

   "Don't care." He paused.  "I want them with bows or ribbons in their
hair along with pony tails or pig tails.  With pony tails or pig tails I
can grab their head easier as I thrust in and out of their mouths."

   His cock was rock hard now and more p pre-cum oozed out of the piss
hole.

   "Okay, that seems reasonable.  We move the fucking out of your office
and Tina works up a sign-up sheet for it and you walk around the office
anyway you like.  Everybody wears little school girl outfits with either
ribbons or bows in their hair and pony tail or pig tails."

   He nodded his approval.

   "What about cumming during the fucking?" I asked stroking his cock
harder.

   "Hmm, you're right.  Let's see." He tapped his fingers on his knee, as
if he was making an important business decision.  "I can't be fucking all
day although I would really like too, but I have get some work done.  How
about two fucks a day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.  That
should leave enough spunk in my balls for the end of the day." This was
more like a statement from him.

   I laughed.  "Good idea, stud!  And if anyone complains about a lack of
spunky protein, the girls who have been fucked can always share it with the
others.  I'll let Tina know to adjust your schedule for fucking,"

   I smiled, my cunt tingling with anticipation.  "How was Marcie on the
trip?" I asked before deep throating him again.

   My husband squirmed.  "What a fucking whore and slut she is!  My cock,
balls and anus never had more attention showed on them than with that nasty
bitch.  She's the best though.  Kept me on schedule, kept track of my
appointments and most importantly she had short bios of the guys I was
bidding against.  Where she got that information I have no idea and I don't
want to know."

   He paused and I sensed he wanted to say something more.  "What else?"

   "She sure loved kissing and licking my anus more than sucking me," he
blurted out.  "I blew my wad early a couple of times as I fantasied about
her licking my ass at work.  Just the feeling of her mouth and nose around
my asshole is a thrill." He stared into space for a moment.  "Fuck, she
stuck her tongue in so deep!"

   I looked up at him and grinned.  "Maybe I'll work on that." His cock
jerked in my hand.  "But she'll want more pay for that also."

   "Who cares?  She's worth it." He looked at me excitedly, like a little
boy asking for a special treat.  "So do you think you can talk to her about
it?"

   "Don't you worry.  Let me work out the details," I smiled as I moved off
the couch and onto my knees.

   "Otherwise, she was great.  I look forward to our trip next week," he
said looking down at me for my reaction.

   "That's what I hired her for, darling.  Use her as your personal
plaything."

   "You know my sexual tastes are changing don't you?"

   "I thought so," I replied as I kissed the tip of his cock head.

   "You sure this is alright?  I mean me fucking Marcie and sleeping with
her?"

   "That's what I hired her for." I licked the length of his cock
provocatively.  "You know that I will do anything that gives you pleasure."

   "Works for me," my husband smiled as he moved his ass cheeks a little to
get more comfortable.

   "Was there anything else, darling?" I asked as I engulfed his cock in my
warm moist mouth.

   "Ahhh," he replied.  "Yes, there is.  We don't have any pictures in the
office, I mean, pictures on the wall, it looks kinda barren," he said as he
sucked in his breath.

   "Hmm," I replied taking my mouth off his cock.  "What did you have in
mind?"

   "You know that I love the anus, playing with it and fucking it," he
gasped as I licked the underside of his cock.  "That's probably why Marge
hasn't come to me yet because she knows that I'll fuck her ass." He
chuckled.  "I get hard just knowing that one day she will be under me as I
fuck her asshole, pushing my cock all the way into her and feeling her
squirm under me, damn bitch."

   I giggled but kept up my licking.  "So what are you thinking?"

   "Well, I'm thinking that I want female anus pictures hanging on the wall
and I mean close-up shots not the far away ones.  I want to see every
little wrinkle of the anus."

   I pulled my mouth off his cock.  "Why the anus?"

   "Because I love it and it would give me perverse pleasure knowing that
my employees are looking at pictures of close-up assholes."

   I smiled at him and put my mouth on his cock, engulfing it.  Then I
pulled my mouth off of it.  "Don't be bashful, next time just tell me what
you want and I'll make it happen."

   As I went back to sucking him I could feel my husband relax.

   "One other thing," he said as he squirmed on the couch.

   "Yes?"

   "I also want pictures of my cock hanging around the office as well," he
moaned.

   I chuckled.  "Okay."

   "I want either Marge or Agnes to take pictures of my cock and balls."

   "Hmm, what if I added Timmy's cock to the pictures?" I said as I kissed
the side of his cock.

   "Good, yes, that would be good.  In fact, put his pictures in their
bathroom and the kitchen area.  Have Marge take pictures of his cock. 
Those two seem to be lovers now," he chuckled.

   "I know, it's strange that he hangs out with Marge at work and with
Marcie here.  Anyway, Timmy peed in Marge's mouth today."

   "No way!" my husband gasped as he sat up a little.

   "Yep, I stood in her office doorway and watched.  Neither of them saw me
and I didn't say anything to Timmy when we left."

   "Fuck."

   "Marge seems to be working out things with Timmy."

   "Or my boy is claiming his space in the office," my husband said.

   "More like claiming his bitch," I smiled.

   My husband sat up on his elbows.  "Say why don't we send Marge and Timmy
on a date?  Something like a dinner and movie?"

   "Why would we do that?" I asked as I pulled my mouth off his cock.

   "Well, they're lovers or boyfriend and girlfriend.  Let's exploit that.
Talk to Timmy and have him ask Marge out.  Let Marge know that "no" is not
an answer."

   I smiled.  "Okay, let me work on it with Marge."

   We paused for a moment.

   "So that's it?" I asked.

   "Yeah, for now." My husband put his hands behind his head and relaxed.

   I stopped what I was doing.  "Now I have a slight problem that maybe you
can help me with." He opened his eyes looking at me.  "With our recent
contract award we're gonna need an accountant."

   "I thought about that on the plane this morning."

   "Well, Sabrina is a certified accountant.  She has a masters in
accounting and is out of work."

   "Great let's hire her then," he replied putting his hands behind his
head.  I continued stroking his cock.  "She would be another great
cocksucker in the office plus I would have another ass to sink my cock
into."

   "Hmm, I plan too," I said.  "But I'm not so sure the others at the
office will warm-up to her like you, Timmy, Marcie and me.  I mean, it's
one thing that they are sucking and fucking at the office of their own free
will with people they are familiar with, but Sabrina is a stranger and
would make them uncomfortable.  Plus, I would expect them to service her
son Adrian in the same way they do Timmy.  I don't want to stir up
resentment after all our hard work, so I need a way to introduce her and
Adrian to the office."

   "That's easy, let's have a party, say here at the house.  Introduce her
to my employees."

   Then it hit me, fuck what a good idea.  That would take care of many
little questions.  I could finally meet Marcie's kids, Agnes's grand kids,
Tina's daughter, and I could size them all up.  Perfect!

   I smiled at my husband who was smiling back.  "That's a wonderful idea,
sweetie," I cooed as I stood and straddled his thighs.  I lowered myself
onto his cock but instead of my cunt I slowly pushed his meat into my
asshole.

   "Damn right, honey," my husband growled as he grabbed my tits and
squeezed them.  "I have some other ideas too."

   "Ooohhh!  Please let's hear them," I gasped as he slowly shoved his cock
in my ass.

   **

   The next morning Timmy and I came into work early.  My husband was
working out at the gym so I thought it would be a good time to have a
meeting with the girls.  It was going to be a tough one though: my husband
and I had decided on a lot of things last night and I knew persuading them
to adopt our ideas would not be easy.

   I called everyone into my husband's office.  Marcie was under the desk
but since my husband wasn't in yet I had her come out and join the others.
They were all wearing the stilettos and were in various state of undress
and Marcie was wearing just her thigh stockings and garters..

   Marge, Agnes, Brenda and Linda and Tina were sitting on the couch and
Marcie was sitting on one of the couch chairs in front of the desk, and I
stood in front of them.  Timmy smiled at me.  He was sitting on Marge's lap
facing her and he already had his hands in her blouse squeezing her
nipples. She would wince every now and then and seemed to be uncomfortable
in front of the others as Timmy played with her tits, but the others
ignored them and looked at me, waiting to hear why I had called them
together.

   I had decided that there was no easy way to give them the news so I
might as well come straight to the point.  I took a deep breath and began.
"Well, this is our second official meeting and I have called it because
there are going to be some changes in the office," There was a collective
groan but I ignored it.

   "First, my husband thanks you for your cock sucking skills..." there was
laughter....  "but his is getting a little worn down." More laughter.  "He
requests that from now on that he does not cum while we are sucking him."

   Everybody looked at me in amazement.

   "He is getting into the humiliation thing, and he is very pleased with
your...efforts.  He gets a thrill knowing that one of us is under his desk
ready for his cock.  But, he wants a slight change to that." I looked
around at everybody.  "He doesn't want to cum until the end of the day.  We
are to keep his cock hard during the day but no cumming until the end of
the day."

   There was some murmuring but nobody asked the question that was on their
mind.

   "Here's the catch.  If one of you makes him cum while sucking his cock
you will lose a full day's pay."

   Everybody gasped.  "What the fuck?" "No fucking way!" "That's not fair!"
The ladies were upset.

   "Ladies, he is serious about not cumming while we are sucking him." I
waited until they calmed down a little.  "Too make up for it we will give
everybody a five percent raise starting next pay period to make up for the
cock sucking."

   That calmed them down.

   "A word of advice ladies.  Study his cock, know its moods, what it likes
and dislikes.  Notice how it jerks back and forth when you do something
special to it."

   "You act like his cock is real and has a mind of its own," Agnes called
out and the others laughed.

   "It does," I smiled.  "Love it, kiss it, make it feel special, talk to
it.  You take care of it and it will take care of you."

   I paused.  "Any questions so far?"

   "How do we make sure he doesn't cum in our mouth before the end of the
day?" Brenda asked.

   "Like I said know his cock, love it, feel it, know his moods.  Pay
attention to his balls, love them, kiss them and gently fondle them.  When
his balls tighten that's the first clue he is about to cum.  Also, if
you've noticed, his pre-cum gets thicker.  Know his cock ladies."

   The others looked at me and nodded their heads.  To them it was another
thing to be aware of.

   "The main reason for this change is because of the fucking," I
continued. "He can't keep cumming while we suck him and expect him to still
be hard when he fucks us." I looked at Marge, Tina, Brenda and Linda, and
saw them blushing.  "Well, those that have fucked him.  So he has a
request." I looked at Tina.  "Tina he wants a sign-up sheet that will have
one morning fuck session and one afternoon fuck session.  You will need to
work the fucking time around his calls and meetings."

   Marge raised her hand.  Timmy had his face pressed into cleavage and he
was playing with her nipples.  She put her hand gently behind his head and
ran her fingers through his hair.

   "What if we get pregnant?"

   There were a couple of giggles and I was about to make a smart-ass
remark about her not fucking anybody, but decided against it.  It was a
valid question for the others though but before I could answer Agnes asked,
"Yes, we don't have birth control or anything and I certainly can't afford
it."

   "Then the company will provide birth control for those who want to use
it.  Tina find out how to acquire birth control pills." Tina nodded her
head and typed on her smart pad.

   I paused for a moment to collect my thoughts.  "My husband doesn't want
to fuck in his office as it gets too messy so we have decided to set up one
of the offices that will be our fucking room.  I am going out later today
to buy a king size bed and bring it here and I will need everybody's help
to set it up." I paused again and looked at each of the girls.  We have
also decided to remove the inside curtains so that the room will be wide
open and anybody can look in.  He feels that there should be no secrets and
no hiding."

   There was some murmuring about that and I saw one or two raised
eyebrows, but nobody said anything against it.

   "He wants special toys in the room," I continued, and this seemed to
raise more of a stir and questioning looks.  "As I said his sexual appetite
is moving into humiliation, that's what gets him hard.  With all the
sucking and fucking he needs motivation.  He wants us to give him
motivation, and he feels that humiliation is the way forward."

   "What do you mean?" Brenda asked.

   I turned to Marcie.  "Marcie you've been quiet.  Do you want to shed
some light on what my husband is talking about?"

   Marcie blushed and cleared her throat.  "Well, um, he is slowly turning
to kinky things like Betty said.  By that I mean, he likes slapping my ass
cheeks or my face, not hard mind you but enough to sting a little.  He also
likes tying my wrists together or to the bed posts, using a spreader bar
and blind fold.  He likes it when I suck his cock when...  when he's taking
a shit."

   This brought a collective gasp from the others, and Marge put her hand
up to interrupt, a look of horror on her face, but Marcie carried on, lost
in her story telling.

   "One time, in the elevator I jerked him off.  His cum flew out landing
on my business coat and skirt, staining it with droplets.  He told me not
to change that he got a thrill out knowing I was wearing his cum." She
giggled shyly.  "To be honest, I got a thrill out of it also." There were
more murmurs but Marcie continued.  "But like I said he liked it when I was
restrained and I must confess I liked it too."

   "That is his fantasy," I interrupted, "he wants to know your fantasies.
Motivate him with your deepest, darkest fantasies.  Do you like to be
spanked?  Maybe a little light canning.  How about slapping?  Maybe a leash
and dog collar?  He wants to satisfy your fantasies while we satisfy his
cock.  Motivate him ladies." I said in a commanding tone.  Mary and Sally
talking about the dog collars and leashes at their home turned me on so I
hoped somebody here was into that.

   I watched as they squirmed on the couch and it was obvious that despite
their shock, most of them were intrigued.  They were probably wondering
what fantasies the others had and I couldn't help but smile to myself: well
they would find out soon enough because it would be on full display in the
fucking room.

   "What about Timmy?" Marge asked as my son still concentrated on her
titties.

   "What do you mean?"

   "I mean, if we sign up to fuck your husband Timmy will see."

   "Well he does already here at the office, so what's your point?"

   "I mean, he'll see what fantasies we have won't he?" she said kind of
weakly.

   "Yes, and in that case let him participate in your fantasy.  If you
liked to be slapped then let him do it, if you liked to be spanked, let him
participate in that.  He has to know how to attach a pair of handcuffs to
your wrists and what a spreader bar is used for.  Remember, same rights and
privileges as his father."

   I could tell they were uncomfortable when I said that but they didn't
say anything, and so I pressed on.

   "Marcie, my husband does have a request for you.  He really enjoyed the
business trip with you, your preparation, enthusiasm and the sex really
helped him in closing the deal." Everybody smiled looking at Marcie who
nodded her head.  "But above all that and the most important thing you did
on the trip was when you," I paused, "made love to his asshole."

   "Made love?" Agnes asked looking at Marcie who turned several shades of
red.

   I had decided to humiliate Marcie just a little by describing it as
making love to his asshole.  "Yes, Agnes, made love to it.  She kissed it,
licked it, sucked it and generally rubbed her face in it."

   Linda and Brenda were smiling but Marge had a disgusted look on her
face. Marcie was totally humiliated and smiled weakly, her cheeks glowing
red.

   I turned to Marcie.  "We are giving you a five dollar per hour raise for
that and in return he wants the same ass loving here at the office.  As for
you others, you will get an extra five percent in your bonus checks each
time you make love to his ass."

   The women were in shock at this unexpected announcement.  They looked at
each other in amazement, but I could already see that some of them were
already weighing up the the five percent bonus.

   "Enjoy him ladies.  As I said before, he is clean, safe and available
and for a little extra money he wants your mouth planted on his anus." I
waited for a response, but none came.  "Going on, the new play room can
also be used at any time by anybody."

   "What do you mean?" asked Marge, wincing as her nipples were squeezed by
Timmy's small fingers.

   .

   I turned to Linda and Brenda.  "If you two feel the need to blow off
some steam, feel free to use the room." The others looked at Linda and
Brenda in surprise as both girls blushed.  "Marge, that goes the same with
you and Timmy." Seeing her cheeks begin to redden, I decided to push her a
little.  "After the room is setup, no more fooling around with Timmy in
your office.  That moves to the fucking room."

   Marge's blush increased.  "Are you going to to talk to Timmy about
that?"

   "No, you'll have to work it out with him.  Guide him, Marge, on the
right thing to do." I paused looking at her and Timmy and couldn't help but
smile: there was Timmy was absorbed by Marge's tits, a look of delight on
his face.  I wondered if his lovely little cock was hard in his tight
little pants.
"Moving on," I continued, bringing my mind back to the business in hand,

"he wants pictures of his cock and balls placed around the office."

   There was murmuring again.

   "He wants either Marge or Agnes to take the pictures of his cock and
balls.  The pictures are to be large and close-up.  I will buy the frames.
Also, he wants pictures of Timmy's cock and balls and he wants you Marge to
take the pictures.  I will hang those pictures in our bathroom and break
room."

   I looked around.  They must have thought that my husband had gone crazy
on them and be wondering what on earth was coming next.

   "Marge, he wants the mug shot pictures in everybody's HR file to be
replaced with a picture of their anus."

   "What the hell?" Marge cried, and the others gasped loudly.

   I put my hands out to calm them down.  "Like I said he is moving into
the kinky and humiliation side of things."

   I paused and everybody looked at me.

   "Anything else?" Tina asked.  I couldn't work out if she was being
sarcastic or whether the idea excited her, but I continued anyway.

   "Yes, he wants the pictures of your assholes hung in the office also. 
He wants your name under each picture and any new hires that we may take on
will have their mug shot of the anus added to their file and the picture
frame.  I want no coyness, ladies.  I expect you to pull open those cheeks
as wide as you can so that we can get good close-ups of your anuses."

   For a moment there was silence as the girls stared at me and then Tina
asked, "How soon does he want all these pictures done?"

   "Marge you can do Timmy now, Agnes do my husband when he comes in and
while we're waiting, Tina, you can do everybody's assholes now.  Take
several of each one and I'll let you pick the best picture to hang and to
put in their file.  I want all pictures to be two feet across and three
feet high."

   Tina, Marge and Agnes nodded their heads.

   "Next, he likes the way we're all dressed." I paused.  The others were
looking expectantly at me.  "But he wants us to dress even more
provocatively."

   "What do you mean?  We look like sluts and whores now," Agnes said as
she looked around the office, and the others nodded in agreement.

   I paused and sucked in my breath.  "He wants you all to look like little
school girls." There, I had said it.

   There were stunned looks on the faces, then everyone started talking at
once.

   Agnes said, "Might as well go naked!"

   Marge anxiously added, "I'm a grown woman not a fourteen year-old
wannabe whore!"

   Brenda, who looked stressed out, said, "How much more little girl can we
look?"

   When silence eventually descended, I stood up.  "He wants a little
shorter skirts, tighter blouses and he wants us all wearing either bows or
ribbons in our hair."

   There was more complaining and bitching and again I waited for it to die
down.

   "He also wants our hair in either a pony tail or pig tails," I
continued, raising my voice over a barrage of shouting and cursing, "... 
while we are here at work." They were clearly upset but I was relieved to
see that nobody got up and left.  "I have a bag of bows and ribbons on
Tina's desk, start using them today.  Also, extra lip stick and eye liner
and other cosmetics.  We must look our best for the owner, our owner." I
added.

   The women seemed defeated and shrugged their shoulders.

   "Last order of business.  We are hosting a company party at our house in
three weeks.  Attendance is mandatory along with your family."

   "There's not going to be any funny stuff is there?" asked Marcie
anxiously.

   "No everybody, there will be no funny stuff with the kids," i saw some
relief on her face.  I had lied, somewhat, but we would cross that bridge
when we came to it.

   "Marcie and Tina bring your kids, Agnes bring your grandkids, Marge
bring your husband and you two," pointing to Linda and Brenda, "bring each
other."

   There was a ripple of laughter but Marcie still looked concerned and I
could tell she didn't like the idea.  "I still see why we have to bring our
kids," she asked.

   "Because we as a company have not met any family members yet.  We are
one big happy family," I smiled.  "Now you be pleased to know that that
ends our meeting," I continued without giving Marcie the chance to respond.
"Thank you all for your cooperation."

   I left the office and got a rental truck to pick-up the mattress and
frame, two night stands, sheets and pillows.  I pulled up behind the office
and we all struggled getting the mattresses down the hallway.  My husband
was in the office but was on a conference call and Linda was under the
desk.

   We set up the office with the bed and night stands.  Timmy was very
excited, running around naked and when Marge was finished helping me, he
came up to her, taking her hand, and said in low voice, "Potty mouth."

   Marge nodded her head and they walked towards her office holding hands.
I don't think they knew that I heard Timmy say that but my cunt fluttered
and I felt a twinge of jealousy as her door closed behind them.  I sighed:
whatever arrangements Marge and Timmy came up with, my five year-old son
got the better deal.

   As worked resumed, everybody was already wearing either the bow or the
ribbons in their hair, and they all had pony tails.  In his office, my
husband had his seat pushed back, his underwear and pants were off but his
socks and shoes were still on.  He had his feet propped up on the edge of
his desk and he was reading work papers while between his ass cheeks, Linda
was licking and kissing his anus.  I stood there watching her as she
planted a big wet kiss on his asshole and then rubbed her left cheek over
it.

   He peered over the paper.  "Fuck this is the greatest thing going!" he
said and went back to reading his paper.  Unable to resist, I squeezed in
next to Linda and both of us started to lick and kiss his anus, our cheeks
and tongues touching.  This where a woman's face belongs I thought.

   **

   I talked over the company party with Sabrina and Marcie about how to
introduce Sabrina and Adrian to the office.  We came up with a plan of
which Marcie was uncomfortable with at first, but she went with it after a
little persuasion.  Sabrina thought it was a great idea.  Then I brought up
Mary and her ten-year old daughter Sally.  I explained that we needed Mary
to help out Brenda and Linda but Marcie at least wasn't too convinced that
was the reason.  Sabrina was all for the idea of bringing Mary and Sally to
the party and to introduce them the same way she and Adrian would be, and I
agreed to that.

   Marcie asked if eventually that my husband would want the ten year-old
girl to be involved with the others in the office.  I said I thought he
might but we would have to figure out a way for the others to get used to
the idea of the sex my husband would have with Sally.  Both Marcie and
Sabrina thought that we should hold off on letting the others see my
husband having sex with the ten-year old as that would really get the
office upset and it would be better if we broke them in easily.

   At this point we were interrupted by Timmy and Adrian coming downstairs
holding dog collars and leashes.  The three of us looked at each other and
laughed before getting on our hands and knees.  "Arf, arf!!"

   **

   Timmy and I met Mary and Sally at the park.  I wore a sun dress with
thong undies and no bra and Timmy was wearing shorts and no underwear.  He
wore a t-shirt that read "I am like my daddy".

   Mary wore a short skirt and heels with a pink tank top and no bra. 
Sally had on a one piece dress with her hair in pony.  She looked so
arousing and I hoped she wasn't wearing undies.

   We walked to favorite secluded area and almost as soon as we sat down to
eat Mary took out her phone and brought a video.  She handed her phone to
me and Timmy and I watched the video.

   "I set up a tripod to record us," said as she took a drink of iced tea,
watching me carefully to check out my reaction.

   The first scene had Mary on her hands and knees with Sally behind her
wearing a strap-on.  In Sally's hands was what looked like a thin rope
which stretched up to Mary's mouth like she was a horse or something.  The
girl was fucking her from behind and Mary was moaning with each thrust as
the girl was giggling looking at the camera.

   The next scene had Sally riding around on Mary's back like a horse. 
Timmy spoke up, "My mommy and I do that!"

   The third scene had both of them spitting on each other and then kissing
and licking each other's faces, kissing deeply and then spitting and
drooling on each other again.  Sally squeezed and kissed her mother's tits
and nipples and would spit on her mom's them and rub it in to her nipples
while Mary moaned loudly.

   The fourth scene had them in a sixty-nine: the ten year-old sat up on
her mother's face and started to rub her ass up and down, pausing now and
then while her mother pushed her tongue into Sally's little anus or into
her obviously wet cunt.  At the same time, the girl was bent over, lapping
at her mom's cunt while two of her little fingers fucked Mary's asshole. 
The only sounds were squelching noises and moaning.

   Fuck I was hot and bothered and met thong was saturated.  I looked round
at Timmy and he was was mesmerized with the video, his hand playing with
his hard little cock through his shorts.

   When it had ended, Mary reached over and took her cell phone and Sally
came and stood in front of me.  She reached down and took my left hand and
put it on her under dress, smiling at me in a really sexy way.  I moved my
hand up and felt her ten year-old cunt with no panties covering it and my
fingers slid over her wet slit.  Oh gawd!

   I looked at Mary.  "It was her idea," she said as she undid the button
on Timmy's shorts.

   The next thing I knew, Sally was on top of me and we were kissing like
we hadn't seen each other in very long time, our tongues thrusting into
each other's mouths.  She put her hands to my head and ran her fingers
through my hair and I moved my left hand to her ass pushing her dress out
of the way.  I put my right hand behind her head and held her in place as
we kissed deeply.  Gawd it was easy to fall in love this girl.

   Sally moved her legs to either side of my right thigh and started to rub
her cunt up and down and I could feel her juices slipping over my skin.  I
moved just enough that I could rub my cunt up and down on her left thigh so
that we were humping each other.  Fuck, she knew more about sex than most
of the women in the office, and she was only ten!

   I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw Mary with her face pressed
into Timmy's crotch.  She was sucking hard and he was all smiles as he
stood there looking down at her, twirling her hair in her fingers.

   "Can I lick your cunt?" Sally asked in a little girl's voice, and
without waiting for a response, moved down to my pussy, pushed my dress out
of the way and proceeded to eat me.  Oh how that ten year-old girl could
nibble on my clit and lick my wet hole!  She stuck two then three fingers
in my cunt and fucked me as she gently nibbled my clit.

   In less than two minutes I was cumming, bucking against her fingers and
tongue.  She was giggling as she kept her hands pressed down my hips and
she fingered fucked me.

   As I came down from my bliss Sally slowly released her fingers from my
cunt.  I looked over at Timmy and Mary.  Timmy was sitting on her face and
Mary was kissing and licking his anus, then rubbing her forehead and nose
in his anus, then her whole face, before kissing it again.

   Sally sat on my lap with her head resting against my breasts, and I
fingered her wet little cunt gently.  We both watched Mary slobber all over
Timmy's anus and lick it all up until eventually Timmy stood up.  His
little cock was jerking up and down.  That was his way of cumming.

   "Looks like you found a new ass to love," I smiled.

   "Your son is wonderful.  I could make love to his anus all day."

   "I must say that your mouth and face look like a perfect fit for his
ass," I giggled and Mary laughed.  Sally had her right arm around my neck
as she stroked my left nipple with her other hand while I softly rubbed her
tiny clit.

   We decided not push our luck in the park so we packed up.  I mentioned
to Mary that our company would like to hire her but she had to go through a
job interview of sorts at my house this weekend.  Hell I decided to go for
it because I couldn't get enough of the ten year-old and the only way to
the girl was through her mom.

   She wanted to know more but I said I wouldn't tell her until that
Saturday.  She was clearly excited about it and we exchanged addresses and
setup a time for Saturday morning.

   **

   Saturday morning Marcie came over first.  Timmy was happy as he tried to
take her clothes off she didn't seem to mind because she just laughed and
helped him.  About ten minutes later Sabrina and Adrian came in.  My
husband was upstairs getting partially dressed because he knew Marcie was
coming over.  Marcie was still worried that Mary and her daughter Sally
wouldn't work out but I told Sabrina and Marcie about the meeting in the
park and both were impressed.  I told Marcie there was nothing to worry
about as I had everything under control.

   Sabrina got undressed and joined me and Marcie in the living room. 
About twenty minutes later the doorbell rang and I looked through the peep
hole to see Mary and Sally were on the other side.  I opened the door and
both were taken aback by my nakedness.

   They came in and met the others and almost at once, Mary got undress as
did Sally.  I took Sally to my husband's office and gave her the
instructions: she was to surprise my husband and suck his cock, lick his
balls and work his anus.  I had wondered if she might be a little reluctant
as she had never met him before but she just smiled knowingly, giggling as
I put her under the desk and left the room.  The boys and the four of us
went out on the back porch.  They both wanted to go swimming but it too
early in the day.
We sat and talked which seemed to ease any tension Marcie had with Mary
and we all seemed to relax.  After what seemed like hours finally the door
opened and to our astonishment and amazement, my husband and Sally came
out. They were both naked and he was carrying the ten-year old upside down
in front of him as she continued sucking his cock, her hair hanging down
waving back and forth.  My husband held her by her waist with her thighs on
either side of his head and as he carefully stepped out the room, he lifted
his head from between her ass cheeks.  There was a gleam in his eye and I

could see the girls cunt juices glistening on his face.

   "Fucking A, this is fucking great!" he said to all of us and then he put
his head back between her ass cheeks and carried on licking, causing Sally
to moan around his rampant cock.

   I tried to introduce Mary but he wasn't paying attention and turned
around and slowly and carefully walked back into the living room.  He
obviously didn't want to drop his little prize, and so we all got up and
followed him.

   Adrian and Timmy were sitting on the couch watching him and Sally, every
now and the whispering to each other and giggling and Marcie, Sabrina, Mary
and I sat down on the floor in front of the boys.  After a minute my
husband put her down as his arms were getting tired.

   "This hot little bitch is amazing!" he exclaimed.  As Sally's feet hit
the ground she immediately went back to sucking his cock, as if she
couldn't bear not having it in her little mouth.  We watched amazed.  My
husband ran his fingers through her hair then took her ears between his
thumb and index fingers and fucked her eager mouth.

   Eventually, I cleared my throat to get his attention and finally managed
to introduce him.  Mary explained the history with Sally and also that he
could do whatever he wanted with her except pop her cherry and anal sex.

   "She is too young and too little for a cock in her anus," she said, "but
she loves being licked there." Her mouth still around my husband's cock, we
heard Sally give a stifled chuckle.

   My husband nodded his head.  "As long as this little bitch keeps her
mouth wrapped around my cock and her tongue in my shitter, no problem."

   "She'll even lick your ass after you take a shit!" Mary laughed, and we
all gasped.

   "Well, fuck, I might have to use her face as toilet paper then!" he
smiled.

   Sally didn't seem to be bothered that we were talking about her. 
Finally my husband pushed her head away and the ten year-old pouted.

   My husband came over to Mary and said it n a business-b like tone, "You
know I have to try you out before I hire you."

   "Of course you do," smiled Mary.  I had warned Mary that my husband
would want to fuck her asshole.

   "I want your asshole on the end of my cock," he said looking down at
her.

   I tossed Mary the bottle of lube and to the delight of everybody, in no
time she was on her hands and knees as my husband positioned himself behind
her.  He slowly jabbed his cock into her anus, slowly pushing until he was
all the way in.

   "Fuck, I'm full!" Mary moaned as she dropped her head and sucked in her
breath.

   My husband looked over at me, Sabrina and Marcie.  "I want you three
sluts to lick her ass off my cock in a couple of minutes," he moaned as he
began fucking harder.

   When he said that Sally walked around the front of her mother and
slapped her face.  Mary looked surprised as she looked up at her daughter
and Sally slapped her several more times.

   Sally said words like, "Fucking slut", "Fucking whore", "Asshole", but
instead of stopping her, Mary just moaned some more.  Sally got up and went
to fetch her strap-on from the bag and walked back into the living room.

   "Okay bitches," she said looking at me, Marcie and Sabrina.  We just
smiled at each other.  "On your hands and knees, shoulder to hip, next to
that stupid whore." We were so turned on that we didn't hesitate and Adrian
and Timmy had a wide, excited eyed look as they watched us.

   My husband watched with interest as he pumped his cock in and out of
Mary's ass.  We scrambled to line-up next to each other.  The ten-year old
stood in front of us with her hands on her hips, her legs slightly spread,
with the dildo on the floor in front of her.  Timmy and Adrian came up and
stood next her, their little cocks sticking straight out.

   Me, Marcie and Sabrina looked up the girl with anticipation.  She walked
up to me and pushed my head down.  She straddled my head with her legs and
then started rubbing her smooth cunt up and down on my head.  "Yeah, you
stupid fucked up whore," she hissed as she grabbed more hair and rubbed it
up and down her ass crack.  My clit and cunt jumped with joy and my stomach
tingled and my juices started to ooze out of me.

   Sally backed up and pushed my head out of her way.  She then stepped
over to Marcie.  The ten-year old rubbed her cunt and ass all over Marcie's
head.

   Timmy quickly came up and straddled my head like Sally did.

   "Stupid whore mommy," he said as he rubbed his cock, balls and ass on my
head, copying Sally's movements as well as he could.

   When Sally moved to Sabrina, Timmy moved to Marcie and Adrian came up
and straddled my head.  We were laughing as the kids rubbed themselves up
and down on our heads.  Then Sally walked behind me and poked my anus with
her strap-on.  I looked over my shoulder waiting for her but she was
looking at my husband who just nodded his head, Mary still moaning as he
pounded her anus.

   I moaned and groaned too as the youngster poked and jammed my ass with
her strap-on.  Marcie and Sabrina started to complain so Sally pulled out
of me and fucked Marcie then Sabrina.  Timmy and Adrian meanwhile were
standing in front us moving up and down line getting their little cocks
sucked.

   I heard my husband groan loudly as he got close to cumming, and then he
had me, Sabrina, Marcie and Mary lick his cock as she shot his cum over our
faces.  Sally immediately came over and delightedly lapped up some of the
jizm from our faces.

   Marcie had to get home to her kids and Sabrina had to get Adrian home.
My husband wanted to sleep with Sally so Mary and her stayed the night. 
Throughout the evening Sally sat on my husband's lap stroking his cock,
licking it sometimes and cooing over it.  She was completely fixated and
didn't pay any attention to what was going on around her.

   That evening I walked into our master bedroom to look at my husband and
Sally.  My husband was laying on his back with Sally sprawled across his
chest.  Her right hand had a firm grip on his cock as they slept.  I walked
to Timmy's room and crawled into bed with him and Mary and the two of us
spent most of the evening competing with each other as we licked and sucked
his anus and little cock.

   **

   Sabrina and I enrolled the boys at a private school, both attending
first grade.  They would be out of school by 3pm so I could pick them up
and bring them to the office, that is, after Sabrina started work there.

   The next two weeks went by kind of fast.  I caught Tina and Marcie
making out in the kitchen and Linda and Brenda in the bathroom fingering
each other.  I was naturally delighted to see how they were getting into
the new office culture, but I reminded them that's why we have the fucking
room.

   The ladies worked hard on their cock sucking to make sure my husband
didn't come, and they settled quickly into the new dress code.They wore
short skirts and tight blouses: fuck they looked like ten cent whores.  I
even heard Agnes tell Marge that she should try letting my husband fuck her
anus, describing to her that his cock only hurt a little at first but that
it felt really good when he fucked in and out.  Even though Marge said
nothing, I could see her looking thoughtful afterwards.

   True to his word my husband walked around the office pantless, his long
cock swinging back and forth, and Timmy took to copying his dad.  Other
times Timmy stayed in Marge's office and she took pictures of Timmy's cock
and balls which I hung in their bathroom and the breakroom.  Also, as
requested, pictures of my husband's cock and balls were hung around the
office.

   Despite the progress that had been made, after two weeks nobody had
signed up for fucking sessions in the new fantasy room and that was
depressing to my husband so Marcie and I decided to break the ice so to
speak and we had Tina put us down for the afternoon session.

   We got undressed and waited on the fucking room for my husband.  Both of
us found the knowledge that we could be seen turned us on and as we waited
we started making out, kissing and squeezing each other's nipples and tits.
Timmy came in and sat down on one of the chairs and watched us as Marcie
and I laid out on the bed and started kissing and rolling around and then
moved into a sixty-nine position.

   We caught the interest of Brenda and Linda as they both stopped outside
watching us finger fuck each other.  This added to our lust and we went
into another sixty-nine with Marcie on top, her ass in the air and her wet
cunt above my face that got Timmy really interested.  He walked over and
got on the bed and started slapping Marcie on the ass and I could feel her
groan into my slit.  Despite loving her tongue on my clit, I rolled out
from under Marcie, noticing as I did that Agnes and Tina had also stopped
to watch, and playfully pulled Timmy down and kissed his delicious little
asshole.  As I did so, Marcie lifted my left leg up and punched her face
between my thighs, sending exquisite feelings through me by licking up and
down from my cunt to my ass.

   The next thing I knew, Brenda and Linda were shedding their clothes and
climbing on the bed, and they both went down on Marcie, pulling her legs
wide, one taking her cunt, the other her anus.  At the same moment, I
noticed with delight that Marge was standing at the office window next to
Agnes and Tina.

   My husband came striding into the office and said, "Now this is a
fucking fantasy!" He climbed on the bed, took hold of Brenda's legs, spread
them and proceeded to poke his cock into her cunt from behind.  Soon, we
were all laughing and moaning, sucking and fingering and fucking, and
having a good time.  Timmy was laughing as I made love to ass, and Tina and
Agnes joined in, turned on by watching us and unable to resist.  The girls
passed Timmy around and my husband got to fuck Brenda and Linda, and after
he had run out of cum, Marcie and I cleaned his cock of their fuck juice.

   The only one who didn't come into the room was Marge, but she watched
everything and the next day I saw her take Timmy into the fucking room. 
She looked embarrassed but I smiled and nodded my approval.

   She knelt down in front of him and suddenly Timmy slapped her left cheek
and then her right cheek.  Marge looked surprised and hurt, and then kind
of pissed but Timmy was not phased but just looked down at her.  I was
standing on the other side of the window watching with Linda and Brenda and
I heard them gasp: like me, they wondered how she would respond.

   "Potty mouth?" was all Timmy said.  There was a pause and then Marge
nodded her head and leaned forward and as my little boy began to piss, we
could see her throat muscles going up and down rapidly as she struggled to
keep up with is flow.  By now, Tina and Agnes had joined us at the window
and we all stared, but Timmy and Marge seemed to ignore us.  After a minute
or so Timmy pulled his cock from Marge's mouth and shook his little cock,
and Marge wiped her lips.  He slapped her right cheek again and jumped up
on the bed on all fours and looked over his shoulder but Marge just looked
at him, confused.

   "Chase me, whore!" he laughed as he wiggled his ass back and forth and
once more we all gasped, wondering how Marge would take being called a
whore.  Amazingly, she smiled and got on the bed.  Timmy laughed as he
scrambled around on all fours with Marge "chasing" him on all fours too. 
She would lean forward every now and then when she got close enough and
kiss his ass cheeks.

   After several times around the bed Marge stopped and, looking round,
noticed us watching them.  She turned several shades of red but at that
moment, Timmy put his head on the mattress and his ass in air.

   "Kiss me!" was all he said.

   Without a second thought, Marge leaned down and stuck her face into his
ass and started kissing, and Timmy started giggling.  We could all see her
tongue rimming him enthusiastically and we clapped and whooped and hollered
at the good fun.

   Later, with Timmy, in another part of the building, I walked into
Marge's office.

   "Good job, Marge."

   She blushed and smiled shyly.  "Thanks."

   I sat down across from her.  "We want you to take Timmy on a date this
Friday night."

   "A what?"

   "A date."

   "Look, Betty, I..."

   I ignored her.  "After what I watched in the fucking room, you and Timmy
seem to be lovers now."

   Marge looked shocked and surprised.

   "Think about it Marge.  He sees only you here, nobody else, and you only
play with him.  That kinds of makes you both lovers doesn't it?"

   Marge still didn't say anything.  Her tongue was tied.

   "What better way for two lovers to get to know each other a lot better
than by going out on a date?"

   "Betty, please, don't" Marge stammered.

   "We want you to pick him up at 6 this Friday, take him to dinner then
the movies.  I had Tina reserve a hotel room downtown for you.  We'll pay
for everything of course."

   "Betty," Marge paused.  "Timmy is a wonderful boy, but this..."

   "We won't take no for an answer Marge," I said firmly.

   Marge looked up at me with a flash of anger in her eyes, but then her
body slumped and she looked down at her hands.

   "You are to find out what he likes and dislikes.  You are to tell him
about your fantasies and your likes.  Talk to him in detail about your
fantasies."

   Marge gulped and said quietly.  "What about my husband?"

   "Tell him whatever you want, but this Friday you belong to Timmy.  Don't
let me down Marge.  This is important."

   Marge looked up at me and nodded and I knew she was defeated.  I began
to leave, but then remembered something I had forgotten to add.  "Oh, no
panties or bras and wear something sexy for him." I walked to the doorway
and turned and said cheerfully, "Oh, to break the ice so to speak, we will
give him some money which he can give you to pay for sex.  You see where
this heading?"

   Marge stared blankly at me.  "I'm a whore," she said in a flat voice.
   "Aren't we all?" I smiled.