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BL-3102 Head Games by Leonard Harrison

CHAPTER ONE

Well," Jack said, "do you think you can do it?"

Sandra Harte crossed her legs and thought about it. "The only
problem seems to be the time," she said, tossing her lovely dark
hair back over her shoulder. "I mean, to get through to him in
less than a month. These things take time, Jack."

"That's why I got you," Jack said, "I know it's fucking short
notice, but, if anybody can do it, you can."

"Flattery, flattery," Sandra murmured, grinning at him. "Well, I
can have a shot at it."

Sandra nodded. "Fair enough. If I do manage it in a month, I'll
have earned it." She got up. "Okay, I'll report back. Who's this
guy you want me to see today?"

"Raymond, Raymond Leonard," Jack said, handing Sandra a sheet of
paper. "He only knows that you need to study the system and
software. He's my best man at that. After that, you're on your
own."

"Check," Sandra said, picking up the paper. "See you later."

She was thinking about the whole thing as she got in the
elevator. Of all the jobs she'd done for Jack, this looked like
the hardest. To penetrate the organization and get the software
in a month was going to take all the whiles she had. However,
Jack was well primed and she'd got a lot of information to go on.
And since the executive screening was tomorrow, she'd better go
and meet this Raymond Leonard at once.

She found the office area easily. The secretary showed her
through to the back where a man looked up from a computer and
grinned at her.

"Can I help?" he asked.

Sandra thought that he could help her a lot. He was young, no
more than thirty, slim, fair hair, square handsome features,
steel rimmed glasses and a smile that made her pussy damp in
seconds. "I'm looking for Raymond Leonard?" she said.

"That's me, you must be Sandra Harte." He got up and his gaze ran
over the lovely curves of Sandra's body. She wasn't the most
successful industrial spy in the area for nothing. From her long,
dark hair that surrounded a face so beautiful and innocent that
nobody ever suspected her of anything, to her trim ankles, she
was the most perfectly seductive woman around. Her dark brown
eyes, straight nose with nostrils that flared when she was really
aroused, and soft, sensual mouth were her best weapons. Most men
couldn't wait to get their mouths on those lips, those deep red
lips, curved perfectly, always a little open, showing a hint of
her gleaming white front teeth. But below the beautiful face were
the curves of the rest of her body; the two swelling breasts,
that were just the right size for her body. Below that her waist
was tight and trim, her ass cheeks strong, delicious curves, and
her legs long and slim, particularly alluring when she wore high
heels.

So it wasn't surprising that Raymond "looked her over, his eyes
sliding over her figure with open appreciation. He came out from
behind the computer in his open necked shirt and slacks, his hand
out.

"Pleased to meet you," he said.

"You better believe it," Sandra purred, taking his hand and
thinking of lots of places she wanted to put it. That was why she
enjoyed her work so much, she was so horny most of the time. "So,
what's this new system I need to know about?"

"Oh, right. It's a new 10,000K system, as much as 6000 RAM to
play with and access to our main banks if you need it. The
software's the main thing, of course, and we're still developing
that. Mainline System's doing work on something like it, too."

"So I hear," Sandra murmured.

For the next five hours, he took her over the system and she soon
had the hang of it. Some other people drifted into the office to
work and drifted out again later. When it was nearly five, the
offices started to empty. Sandra had all the information she
needed, but that wasn't what she was after.

"Have you got to get out of here?" she asked Raymond.

"Oh, no, no hurry," he said.

"No girlfriend, no date to make?" Sandra asked.

He laughed easily. "No, I, er, turned one in last week. Lovely
girl, but talked about trying to pin me down. Three weeks
together and she's sending out wedding invitations."

"Oh, right, I know the type," Sandra murmured. "So you can stay a
bit? I want to go over things again, just to be sure."

"No problem," he said.

By five-thirty the place was empty and Sandra was tingling all
over. He was so close and faint scent of his cologne was sending
her hormones rushing all over the place, getting her very
overexcited.

"Thanks," she said, "that was very nice of you. I must give you
something to show my thanks."

"My pleasure," he said, waving his hand easily in the air. "But,
hey, if you want to thank me, how about letting me buy you a
drink?"

"Mmmnn, that sounds real nice. Maybe later," Sandra said.

"Oh, sure," he said, disappointment all over his face.

"I mean after I've really thanked you for your help," Sandra
breathed, leaning back in the chair and opening the top button of
her blouse.

A hoarse groan rumbled out of his throat as his eyes followed her
fingers. A hard bulge appeared in his pants at once and Sandra
felt the wonderful rush of sexual power she always got when she
knew a man was hot to fuck her.

"Wow," Raymond said, his eyes running over the soft curves of
Sandra's tits, "I reckon I'm getting paid more than the training
was worth."

"I think that's up to me to decide, don't you?" Sandra whispered,
sliding the next button open, showing the join of her little
white bra. "How about you go and lock the door? What I'm gonna do
to you is very private."

"Right!" Raymond breathed. He got up, shifted his cock in his
pants so that he could walk, and locked the door. For good
measure he turned the lights down. He turned and Sandra was
waiting by his desk, her blouse open almost to the waist, her
fingers playing with the hem of her skirt, easing it up her
lovely bare legs, teasing him with the curves of her thighs. "My
God, you're beautiful!" he gasped.

"Thank you," Sandra breathed, her pussy wet with excitement.
Raymond turned her on as much as she turned him on, that was
clear. "Come here."

He didn't need to be asked twice. He came across the room to her
and she slid her arms around his neck, letting her skirt slide
down her thighs as their mouths met. He was as great at kissing
as she knew he'd be and the spasms of passion burst all over her
as their lips and tongues played together, caressing, flicking
over each other's mouths. She held him tight, sliding a thigh
brazenly up his, pushing her skirt up as she moved, clinging in
growing lust as she rubbed her pussy at his thigh, feeling the
heat of their contact.

"Mmnngg!" she moaned, her mouth running over his cheek, down
towards his neck, her tits pushing at his chest. "I promise I'll
never even mention marriage, deal?"

He chuckled. "Deal!" he growled and his hand worked over the
front of her blouse and inside, holding the soft curve of her
breasts in the little bra. He caressed and squeezed with gentle
skill, driving a gasp of lust from Sandra as she flung her head
back, her long dark hair falling over her shoulders, her lovely
lips pouting with excitement.

"Oohh, yes, undress me!" she whispered, "just as far as you
want!"

She hung round his neck, her tits heaving with excitement as his
fingers opened the last button of her blouse. That excited
Sandra, too, for he obviously knew what he was doing; her's
wasn't the first blouse he'd opened. He eased her blouse out of
the waistband of her skirt and spread the sides out, his eyes
feasting on her body, his hands running helplessly back to the
swell of her breasts.

"Oh, Raymond!" Sandra gasped, pushing her tits at his hands,
"that's wonderful!" Tremors of passion rolled over her as he
reached around her body and unclipped her bra, his hands running
back at once to her tits, playing with the twin mounds, his
fingers rolling her nipples gently.

"Get on the desk!" he gasped, "I wanna take a close up inspection
of your body, it's driving me crazy!"

"As long as you promise not to get impatient and fuck me," Sandra
cooed, teasing him a little, holding back, her arms still round
his neck. "You can't fuck me until I've done some special things
to your cock."

"Oohh, whatever you want, honey!" he gasped, "but after that, I
get to do what I like to you!"

"Maybe," Sandra teased and slowly unclasped her hands. Before she
could move, he'd grabbed her blouse and pulled it down her arms
and off, and then was back to her bra in a moment, sliding the
little garment off her shoulders and down. "Baby, you sure know
what you want!" she giggled as he picked her up and carried her
to his desk. She clung round his neck, nuzzling him as he cursed,
sat her on the edge of the desk and swept everything off with his
spare hand. Then, he gently laid her down on her back, his eyes
running all over her body.

"Yeah," he growled, "and you know I want you!" His hand ran over
her thighs, pushing the hem of her skirt up a little, revealing
more of the creamy white of her flesh. He slowly took his glasses
off. "Jesus, I'd have broken a date for you!" His mouth came down
slowly, moving towards the swell of her tits. "Oh, my God!" he
gasped, his hand easing up her thigh.

Sandra's aureoles were large, a deep red, her nipples normally
small and almost invisible against the surrounding flesh. But
when she was excited, her nipples sprang out, tight little buds
and it was one of these that Raymond's hungry mouth descended on.

"Uurrhh!" he gasped, licking her nipple, biting gently, sucking
her flesh into his mouth and playing with it. His hand eased to
the top of her thighs and played over the swell of her pussy in
her tight panties. They were already damp and his expert finger
zeroed in on the patch at once, rubbing, pushing in between the
outer lips of her pussy and caressing her clit.

Sandra moaned and spread her thighs, trembles of wonderful
passion bursting out of her pussy. "Oohh, Raymond, Raymond!" she
moaned, running her hands in his hair as his mouth licked and
kissed at her nipples, moving from one breast to the other while
his mouth licked and kissed at her nipples, moving from one
breast to the other while his fingers played with her pussy
through her panties. Her cunt throbbed as hot juices poured all
over it in her raging excitement. Her ass pushed up off the desk
top, her little skirt falling around her as she heaved, pure hot
lust overwhelming her. "Oohh, Raymond, you'll make me come if you
go on like that!"

"Disgusting," he growled, his mouth moving across her tits,
kissing the soft swelling flesh, "I'd hate it if I made you
come." His fingers probed at her pussy entrance and a sharp spasm
of lust shook Sandra all over.

"Oohh, Raymond, I'm supposed to be thanking you!" she moaned, her
cunt heaving at his fingers as the passion surged and broke out
of control. "Oohh, Raymond, I'm coming, Raymond!" She knew she
was hot, but not that hot. Spasms of climax rushed from her pussy
as his fingers rolled and played with her shivering flesh. His
mouth sucked at her nipples, rolling her crinkled flesh over his
front teeth with expert skill. "Aaahhh!" she gasped, her ass
jerking up off the desk, her pussy throbbing with release as
wonderful soft orgasms poured through her. "Oohh, fuck, Raymond,
how do you do it? Aahhh!" She gasped and came again, rocking on
the desk top.

He chuckled, his mouth moving up her throat to her lips where he
brushed her mouth, kissing her gently as he brought her down
slowly, keeping the soft pulses of come rolling as they faded
away. "My God, I can't wait to get my cock up there!" he growled,
easing his fingers into her cuntal entrance.

"Not yet!" she gasped, realizing how well he could play with her.
He'd made her come and now he was bringing her down for something
else. Shivers of delicious extra excitement shot through her at
the luxury of relaxing so totally with a man who knew exactly
what he was doing. "Now, you promised. You take anything else off
you want and then you let me at you."

"I don't remember a promise," he growled, but he also grinned and
slid his free hand down to the waistband of her skirt. He opened
it while keeping his other hand working her pussy.

Sandra gasped and hung on the edge of fresh orgasms, her ass
heaving up as he eased her skirt down, his fingers sliding over
her skirt, rubbing her pussy as the light summer garment worked
over her ass and thighs. She had to pull her legs together so
that he could pull the skirt off, but his hand somehow always
managed to play with her pussy, stroking, sliding deep as soon as
her thighs opened again.

He grinned at her, his eyes alight with passion. "I think I'll
leave your panties on for a bit," he said, "leave something for
later."

Sandra gasped and heaved her pussy at his fingers, rubbing her
wet panties over his hand. "Now you're mine!" she said. She
grabbed him and rolled him over, straddling him, rubbing her hot
cunt on his chest as she opened the buttons of his shirt. "Ready,
big boy?" she smiled, caressing his chest as she slid off him and
onto the floor.

"Oh, my God!" he gasped as she stripped him fast, heaving his
pants down and off, her skillful fingers taking everything off
except his briefs.

She stood by the desk, running her fingers over the enormous
bulge in his briefs, stroking his cock through the thin material.
"Now, you just lay there and enjoy," she purred, "I'm gonna take
care of everything."

He gave a groan of lust, his ass jerking up off the desk top,
pushing his cock at her fingers. She grinned and teased him,
running her finger nails over his throbbing hunk of flesh,
driving him wild with lust.

"Oooohh, wow!" he moaned, his ass jerking wildly, his cock
throbbing as Sandra's finger nails scraped deliciously down it,
rasping softly through his briefs. "Hell, you sure know how to
treat a guy's cock!"

"This is just the start, honey," Sandra purred, sliding her hand
into the top of his briefs, playing with his rock hard dick.
"Oohh, honey, this is a real big one!" she gasped, working her
hand deeper, taking his throbbing pole in her hand. "I bet you
like having this sucked."

"Oohh, fuck, did you ever meet a man who didn't?" he moaned, his
cock twitching and swelling in her expert hand.

"Well, no," Sandra admitted and giggled, running her other hand
over her lovely tits. "You like to come in my mouth, too?" she
purred, rubbing her nipple, her lovely lips open, pouting at him
sensually.

"Uurrhh!" he gasped, his cock pushing at her hand in surging
lust. "You keep this up and I'll come right now!" he yelled.

"Not you, big boy," Sandra chuckled and leaned down, her mouth
running over the top of his briefs, moving over his flesh towards
the swollen head of his cock. He gasped, gave a groan of terrible
lust as she eased the top of his underpants down, exposing the
massive head of his cock. "Jesus!" he moaned.

Sandra pulled his briefs off his feet and tossed them away, her
hand working his cock gently, softly. She slid into the desk top,
knelt between his legs and held his cock in both hands, working
the stiff flesh while he groaned and heaved, pre-cum juice
running out of his cock slit. Very slowly, her soft lips moved
down, closer every second to the thick ball of his prick. His
groans got louder, his cock heaved and Sandra rubbed his balls
slowly, teasing him as her delicious mouth got closer and closer
to the raging head of his hardon. Her lovely dark hair fell
across her face as her mouth came down, her deep, dark brown eyes
held his until the tip of his cock brushed her lips and a groan
of pure agonized lust burst out of his throat.

"Oohh!" Sandra purred, running her bowed lips over his cockhead,
sliding them on his pre-cum juice, tasting the salty fluid as her
tongue flicked out and teased him even more. "Oh, hey, honey,
this is a real cock, this is something else!" She kissed and
licked his cockhead, tremors of passion running all over her.
Sometimes she came just sucking cock and she was fairly sure this
was going to be one of them. It had to be a really special man
and she already knew that Raymond sent those special feelings
rushing through her with every touch. She gasped as his cock
pushed between her lips a little and she licked the massive,
thick head, running her mouth over the swollen flesh, making his
groans get even louder. She held his shaft, playing her lips and
tongue over his dickhead, her eyes watching him as he lay back,
growling with lust, his cock heaving in desperation to shoot.

Then, very slowly, she moved her mouth down the thick shaft,
taking it in a fraction of an inch at a time, savoring each
moment, sucking gently on the increasing amount of cockhead and
shaft that heaved between her soft lips. His groans surged and
rolled, his hand went to her head, running in her luxurious
brunette hair. Sandra sucked him deeper, taking his cock almost
to the entrance to her throat, sucking at the trembling flesh,
her tongue flicking over the taut shaft, driving his lust higher
by the second.

"Fuck, oohh, fuck!" Raymond roared, his ass jerking and heaving
as another inch of his cock slid into Sandra's hot little mouth,
"how the hell do you suck like that? Oohh, fuck, oohh, save me,
uurrrhh!"

He was so hot that Sandra knew he would shoot very soon and she
wanted to slow him down a little, show him some extra tricks she
knew. But she was also getting too excited to control herself.
Passion surged out of the contact of his cock in her mouth, the
push of the hard flesh, the swell of the enormous rod that was
all for her. She groaned as a spasm of passion urged her close to
orgasm. She slid her mouth down, taking his cock effortlessly
into her throat. Another shudder of come burst over her as she
moved her lips down the heaving rod, sliding Raymond's cockhead
deep in her throat, ramming the whole of the endless length in
until her lips were in his cock hair and her tongue flicked out
over his balls.

"Oohh, God, what the hell? I can't hold out, I'm gonna come!"
Raymond bellowed, his hand in Sandra's hair as his cock took over
and pumped frantically at her throat. "Oohh, baby, I never met a
mouth like yours!"

"Muurrhh!" Sandra giggled in contented passion as she felt his
balls tighten and heave as they started to pump cum out. Her
pussy tingled with excitement, soft rushes of orgasm burst in her
tummy, making her throat spasm as Jack's cockhead pumped deep in
it, rasping over her shivering throat walls.

"Uurrhh, yesss, yesss!" Raymond yelled and a shot of thick white
cum burst out of his cock, deep in Sandra's throat. "Oohh, God,
that's unbelievable! Aaagghh!" He fell back, his cock pumping
streams of jism with explosive force.

"Mmmnn!" Sandra purred, letting the cum build up and run back
into her mouth. Jack had lovely tasting cum and she eased her
throat back, letting his jerking cockhead shoot right into her
mouth. The endlessly thick creamy juices poured all over her
mouth as Jack lay on his back, bellowing with each heave of the
orgasm. She held his cockshaft, running her fingers on it to the
pace of his come, jerking out the full dose of his love juice.
His groans got softer as the massive shots of cum diminished, the
cum running out into her sucking mouth. But his cock was just as
hard and Sandra took it, running the pouring cockhead over her
mouth, licking up the cum as it rolled out over her soft red
lips.

"You like to watch me suck you off?" she purred, soft rushes of
come exploding in her pussy as she saw the light of his eyes.

"God, I don't care if I watch or not!" he gasped, "I just can't
get over your mouth!" He moaned and fell back on the desk,
gasping, his cock still running out thick fuck cream.

"Mmmnn!" Sandra sighed, licking and sucking at the running jism,
taking it up, tasting it as it ran over her tongue. She cleaned
off the thick goo from her lips and then slid her mouth back down
the massive shaft as it finally started to soften a little. Her
groan of passion ran out from around his rod as she plunged it
deep and worked it in her throat, licking up all the spunk that
was still oozing out of his balls and into her mouth. As she held
it there, she ran her fingers down to her panties, rubbing her
pussy fast for a second, sending herself over into a last,
wonderfully soft come.

Then, she eased her mouth back up his cock, sucking softly,
caressing his flesh, holding the still half-hard shaft and
playing with it. She ran her lips over his cockhead, licking the
drops of juice still running there and grinned at him.

"You think you can come back and fuck me, big boy?" she
whispered, caressing his balls.

He looked at her, his eyes hooded a little in his passion. "How
hot are you to get fucked?" he asked.

"For you? Hotter than hell!" Sandra gurgled, sliding her tongue
over his cockhead.

"For that you have to take your panties off and keep doing that
to my cock while you sit on my face," he gasped, "that'll get me
ready in no time."

"Mmnn, you got a deal, big boy!" Sandra whispered, "but you have
to take my panties off, not me!" She kept her fingers on his cock
as she moved closer to his head and pouted, working her hand into
the top of her little briefs and rubbing her clit.

He reached out and worked her panties down off her ass, down her
wonderfully shapely thighs until they fell lose and she kicked
them aside. He groaned with flesh lust as she saw her pussy, his
fingers running over the inviting, wet flesh. Sandra's cuntal
mound was as good as the rest of her body, soft, swelling, her
dark hair in a bushy line down the spreading outer lips of her
pussy. She opened her thighs a little, moaning with rising desire
as his skillful fingers ran over her cuntal slit, sliding on her
juices, rubbing her hard clit bud.

"Oohh, lover, that's so nice!" she moaned.

"Enough of that!" he growled, "now, you sit on my face, lady!"

CHAPTER TWO

"Oohh, big boy, sit on your face? Sandra giggled, sliding up onto
the desk, her lovely dark hair all over her face. She knelt over
him, running her fingers into the hot crack of her cunt. "You
want this pussy on your face?" she teased him, spreading her
pussy lips, rubbing her hard clit bud.

"Yeah, I want your pussy on my face, you little bitch!" he
growled, running his hands over Sandra's wonderful heaving tits.
"You get my cock hard and I'm gonna screw your ass off!"

"Mmnn!" Sandra purred and extended one endless leg as she eased
it over his face. Her thighs spread, her luscious hot cunt moved
across his mouth, the dark pussy hair already wet with her pussy
juices.

"Oouuuhh, fuck, you've got a great cunt!" he murmured, parting
her outer lips, waiting as she slowly eased down on his mouth.
"Mmnn! Come on, vixen, sit on my face!" He gave a mumbled groan
of lust as Sandra's spread pussy gash slid onto his mouth, her
wet flesh slipping and sliding on his face.

Sandra spread her thighs further, leaning down on Raymond's
mouth, her cunt already throbbing with lust. Her ass jerked above
his face as she pushed her hot cunt harder onto his mouth. She
felt Raymond's wonderful tongue flicking on her flesh, caressing
her clit as he slid his hands round her thighs and held her
close, moaning with rising lust. She could see it in his cock,
too. It was still getting harder, even though she hadn't touched
it for a while. She was about to make up for that. Her soft lips
worked over his cockhead, tasting the male flesh, her tongue
licking at the already almost hard rod. With a sigh of wonderful
passion she worked her mouth down over his rapidly hardening rod,
taking the round cock-ball into her mouth and sucking it gently,
feeling it throb and grow. Her fingers ran up and down his
hardening shaft, she tickled his balls, her hair fell all over
her face, rubbing around his cock and balls.

Raymond gave a guttural groan of lust and his ass heaved up off
the desk top, ramming his cock harder at Sandra's mouth. She
didn't try to stop him and tease him this time. Her throat opened
and the head of his cock slid in, sliding over her throbbing
balls, getting harder all the time. He gasped, pulled Sandra's
wonderful hot pussy tighter to his mouth and sucked at it, taking
the whole of her clitoral lips in, running his tongue over the
spasming flesh. He gripped her upper thighs hard, sucking, taking
in the delicious flow of Sandra's pussy juices, his cock
thrusting into her demanding mouth.

"Mmnn!" Sandra sighed, running Raymond's cock deep into her mouth
for a moment then sliding it back, licking and sucking the whole
way. She held his shaft, worked her lips over his throbbing
cockhead, reveling in the raging hardness back in his pole.
"Oohh, Raymond, this is so nice!" she gasped, sucking his
cockhead back between her lips and working it over for a few
moments.

"Uurrhh! I gotta fuck you, now!" he roared.

"Oohh, no, not yet," Sandra cooed, holding his cock, kissing and
licking his thick round cock ball, "I'm not sure you're hard
enough yet!"

"Aahh!" Raymond hissed, his mouth running on Sandra's pussy, his
hands gripping her thighs, pulling her steaming hot flesh onto
his mouth. He gasped, licked his tongue into the tight little
hole of her pussy and ran it around her walls, driving the dark
haired beauty out of her mind.

"Uurrhh, yes, yes, Raymond, yesss!" she gasped and came again,
her mouth on his cockhead, her throat pumping up and down at it
as the delicious sensations of passion swept over her. She
moaned, sucked his hard, hot rod, slid her mouth over the whole
of his throbbing length and up again, gasping in the emotions
running through her. Raymond's cock got even harder, sticking up
like a giant skewer. She couldn't wait to get it into her
demanding little cunt, but she was going to play Raymond to the
hilt. She moaned and climaxed, running her mouth over his
prickhead.

"Okay, now, you ball-breaking bitch!" Raymond yelled, his cock
sliding into Sandra's hungry throat.

"Uurhh, well..." Sandra purred, easing her thighs open even more,
letting her pussy work harder onto his face. "I don't think it's
hard enough yet, I'd better suck it some more!" She moaned as he
tongue fucked her pussy, sending her climaxing in a shudder of
delicious passion.

"You, aahh! you, you... !" Raymond ran out of words. He held
Sandra's pussy to his mouth, licking at the climaxing flesh, his
cock going wild in her throat. "If you go on like this, I'll come
again!" he yelled.

"Oh, well, we'd have to start again, then, right?" Sandra purred,
her sopping wet pussy rubbing over his mouth. She slid her mouth
to the base of his cock, sucking hard, her fingers rolling his
balls.

"Aahh!" Raymond roared, laughing in his raging lust as his cock
sank to the depths of Sandra's tight, sucking throat. "Ohh, God,
no don't bring me off!" he yelled.

Sandra giggled, easing her mouth away, moving her lips back up
the thick shaft, playing with it the whole way. Her pussy
throbbed with raging excitement and she gasped in another surge
of orgasm. But what made it so good was that she knew she could
have sucked Raymond off again. She could suck him off whenever
she wanted. It was something that Sandra could do to most men,
but most of the time she didn't care. Raymond was different, she
wanted to drive him out of his mind with passion. She held his
cock, swirling her tongue round the tip, her fingers butterflying
over the rock hard shaft. Her pussy exploded again as Raymond's
demanding mouth sucked her clit in and licked it into a frenzy.
She moaned into the hard flesh running over her lips, her ass
jerking with the demands of her passion.

And she learned something else. Raymond could control her. He
could suck her pussy until she couldn't hold back any longer. She
had to have his cock rammed right up her throbbing cunt.

"Oohh, fuck it, come on, you bastard, fuck me!" she wailed, her
thighs trembling as bursts of passion erupted from her cunt. She
pulled her pussy off his face, rolling onto her side on the desk,
pulling at him in her frantic desire. "Come on, fuck me!" she
demanded, dragging him over her as she rolled onto her back, her
thighs spread, her pussy open, thrusting up at him, demanding his
cock.

He grinned and knelt over her, it was his turn to tease. His
cockhead rubbed at her clit as he leaned down and kissed her
tits, his mouth moving over the creamy flesh gently,
concentrating on her nipples. But he held his cock back, just the
tip rubbing between her open pussy lips.

"Uurrhh, come on, bastard, fuck meee!" Sandra demanded, her arms
tight round his neck, trying to pull him down on her. Her pussy
spasmed and jerked up at his cock, but he still wouldn't let her
have it. He just chuckled and let his cockhead work over her
clit, driving Sandra crazy. "Oohh, you fucker!" she moaned in a
mixture of rage, passion and delight. Her cunt throbbed, heaved
at his cock, but still, he wouldn't let her have it.

"Are you sure it's hard enough, little girl?" he challenged,
rubbing her clit with his cockhead. He grinned and sucked her
nipple into his mouth, his tongue working the crinkled bud.

"Aahh, you bastard, you bastard!" Sandra moaned, her pussy
squirming with desire, her thighs spread, heaving at him. "Oohh,
come on, fuck me!" she moaned, her pussy sopping wet with desire.

"Well, only if I get something," he chuckled, running his
cockhead just inside her throbbing cunt and pulling it out again.

"Aahh!" Sandra gasped as her pussy spasmed around his dickhead
for a second. "What, what do you want, you bastard?" She clung to
him, moaning with passion.

"Your phone number and a promise you'll come out with me on,
well, at least, how many? Five dates?"

"Aahh, you bastard!" Sandra moaned, coming as her pussy grabbed
at an inch of his cock and her whole body went wild. "Not a
chance, motherfucker!" she snarled, her legs sliding across his
ass, pulling him closer, climbing up for his cock, "It'll take me
more than five days to fuck the arrogance out of you! Make it ten
and you got a deal!" She gasped, her tits heaving at his mouth,
her pussy throbbing for his wonderful cock.

"Deal!" he yelled, his cockhead sliding over her pussy.

"Then fuck me, you bastard!" Sandra screamed, heaving up at him
with all she had.

He plunged down at her, ramming his cock to the top of her pussy
in one massive lunge.

Sandra screamed with passion, her pussy going wild around his
cock, her whole body exploding with lust. Her legs crossed over
his ass and gripped him as tight as she could while her pussy
squirmed and sucked at his cock. Her long dark hair was all over
the desk top, her arms were round his shoulders, holding him
tightly, rocking and fucking with him like a wild animal. "Ouuhh,
you fucker, come on, oohh, I can't stand it!" she wailed, coming
again as his cock churned and rolled in her cuntal depths.

"You can stand it, you horny little bitch!" Raymond chuckled,
spreading his legs to balance himself as he rammed his cock deep
in her cunt. He gripped her as tightly as she gripped him,
pounding her into the desk top, his hips grinding his cock in her
sucking fuck hole.

"Aaahh, oouuhh!" Sandra moaned, her ass rubbing hard on the desk
top as Raymond's cock drove into her body. She gurgled with
passion, gripping him hard, her tits pressed into his chest, her
whole body on fire with the most wonderful passion in the world.
Her cunt spasmed around his throbbing pole, sucking at it as it
slammed to her depths and then heaved out as Raymond got ready to
ram her into the desk top again. "Do it to me, do it!" she
screamed, her demands growing wilder as the lust mounted in her.

"I'll screw you through the floor!" he gasped, his leg muscles
steel hard as he churned his cock in her pussy, rolling it
around, heaving it out, ramming it in again. Each thrust of his
massive weapon drove Sandra to another shudder of climax and his
face was alight with that knowledge. He now controlled her,
driving her out of her mind with his cock as she had driven him
out of his with her mouth. He growled, rolled her ass on the desk
top with the force of his fucking, his cock throbbing with power.

"Aahh, do it! Fuck meee!" Sandra screamed, tossing on the desk
top in her delight as her cunt spasmed and exploded with lust
every time Raymond's cock slammed to the top of it. She gripped
him with all her force, her hair tossing on the desk top, her
tits pulsating against his chest. Her lips were open, her head
back, her lovely brown eyes closed in the endless passion
bursting over her.

He filled her dick hole with his massive thickness, his cockhead
rasping over her sensitive walls. His stiff rod slammed in and
out of her pussy, his ass cheeks clenching and jerking as he
gripped her tossing body harder, churning his cock in her sucking
depths. The base of his cock drilled into her clit, rubbing over
the exploding bud, driving Sandra higher into her passion.

"Ooh, God, Raymond, do it to me!" she wailed, gasping helplessly,
holding him tight, her whole body more and more to the beat of
his demands, the two of them surging higher on a shared passion.
Her pussy throbbed and sucked at his cock with each ramming fuck
and soon the massive pole was buried permanently in her cunt,
rolling and churning around, the swelling rod rasping and
throbbing as the passion surged to a peak in them both.

His hands moved up, held her head as she moaned, her eyes closed,
her passion bursting out each time their bodies crushed together.
He gripped her hair, his mouth moving down on her's. She sobbed,
her mouth open as their lips met, her arms sliding up to his
shoulders, pulling him closer. She kissed him fiercely, her
tongue moving over his, her lips crushed to his mouth, her pussy
erupting around his cock. The surging climaxes went higher,
soaring onto a plain where the pumping of Raymond's cock and the
rushing passion in her cunt were all one endless flight of
desire. Her moans got louder as her mouth worked over his, her
soft red lips open and willing as she gasped with the rushing
orgasms.

"Uurrhh!" he gasped suddenly, his cock swelling and heaving as
the cum surged in his balls, ready to burst out. His pumping rod
went out of control, slamming in and out of Sandra's tight little
cunt until his ass was blurring with the rush of climax. "Baby,
baby, oohh!" he yelled.

Sandra felt his fuck-pole swell and jerk inside her pussy as his
balls shot the new stream of cum out and up his shaft. She
screamed, her cunt exploding as the jet of jism shot into her
pussy, the white cream spurting over her sucking cuntal walls.
The hot rush of spunk drove her into climactic spasms of orgasm,
her whole body moving to the pace and demands of Raymond's
shooting back.

He bellowed with release, his prick shooting thick wads of cum
into her pussy, his ass jerking with the spurting cock juice. He
gripped her hair, kissing her wildly, their mouths glued together
as they came, the sucking sheath of her cunt demanding every drop
of his cum. His cock jerked and shot, pouring more thick goo all
over the walls of her cunt, mashing it in as his piston rammed
home again.

"Oohh, Raymond!" Sandra screamed, her ass up off the desk top,
her pussy spasming round his cock as she took the full load of
his cock. She clutched him harder, her arms locked around him,
her legs tight, holding his cock deep in her cunt. She shuddered
as another hot jet of cum rushed into her cunt, the surge of
passion sending her head spinning. She fell back, her passion
cresting and falling away as the last thick wads of Raymond's cum
poured out into her pussy. Her pussy accepted them all gladly,
throbbing around the hard shaft as it shot the cum, drawing him
down with her. Her ass eased back onto the desk top, her legs
slackened, her arms held him close as she moaned, kissing him
slowly and gently.

Raymond gurgled with the final jolts of his passion, falling
across Sandra, his cock dribbling cum into her pussy as the two
of them lay on the desk, holding each other tight. He groaned,
their mouths playing over each other, kissing as the passion
faded into the most total satisfaction.

Sandra giggled, ran her hand in his hair. "That was some fuck!"
she gasped.

"Yeah!" he agreed breathlessly, his cock still easing around in
her cunt, stroking her still gently sucking pussy walls. "God,
are you coming to work here or something, you know, having to
learn this stuff?"

"Sort of," Sandra said archly, letting her legs unlock from
around his ass. "But you mustn't ask me, not yet."

He raised an eyebrow. "Really?" he said, his voice full of
interest. "When can I know?"

"Tell you what," Sandra sighed, running a finger down his jaw,
"you promise to be on hand for me any hour of the day or night
for the next month and, if you don't work it out fast, I'll tell
you. Maybe."

He grinned and his cock slid around in her cunt as it started to
come down. "This is on top of the ten dates," he insisted.

"Sure," Sandra purred.

"Okay, deal. But only if you promise to fuck me every time you
call me out."

"Seems to me that's all you want to do," Sandra murmured,
grinning at him. "Are you interested in computers at all?"

"Sort of," he chuckled. He squeezed her tightly. "How about that
drink now?" he asked.

CHAPTER THREE

Sandra was still thinking pleasantly of Raymond when she got
dressed the next morning for the interview at Mainline Systems.
She knew what she needed to know about Michael Brookland, the
Personnel Director there. Armed with that, she would get the
position. But there was always the possibility of error, so she
prepared very carefully.

The charcoal grey suit and dark grey blouse she wore looked
respectable enough, except that she'd had the slit on the side of
the skirt lengthened until she could show that she was wearing
stockings rather than tights if she wanted to. If she got beyond
that, her underwear and body should do the rest.

She made up carefully, trying to look just a little older than
she was. She added just a little jewelry and set off with her
briefcase.

She had made Sure she'd be the last one Michael saw before lunch,
she wanted a little extra time. She sat in the outer office and
watched several people go in and out, he couldn't see from their
faces what they thought about their prospects. Finally it was her
turn. She got up, smiled at the secretary and walked in.

She immediately knew that Jack had been right about Michael. He
was a small man and looked mousey. She began to wonder how he'd
got to this position. She stood in the doorway for a moment and
let him get the full effect of her figure in the just tight
enough suit.

"Urh, welcome," the man said, getting up and coming around the
desk to her. A plus for her.

"Thank you." Sandra smiled sweetly and took his hand. His grip
was weak, she was getting more confident by the moment. She saw
his eyes run up and down her body, resting helplessly on her tits
and legs. More than before Sandra was sure he'd got the job
through knowing somebody. Or perhaps Mainline Systems didn't
bother too much about personnel. In any event, her job looked
easier by the moment.

"Do sit down," Michael said, waving her to a chair.

He went back behind the desk and looked over her application,
nodding slowly.

Perhaps, Sandra thought, Michael was just a figure head and
somebody else actually made the decisions. That might explain it.
That would make her job more difficult. She looked at Michael
carefully.

"Why would you want to work for Mainline Systems, Miss Harte?" he
asked suddenly.

"As far as I can see, they're the leader in this field," Sandra
replied, smiling. "I like what I know of their software."

"Hmmm." Michael looked up at her and down again. "What about the
software?" he asked.

Sandra began to realize that Michael wasn't as easy as she'd
thought. His questions were very pointed and accurate and she had
to use all the information she'd got from Raymond to answer him.
She was beginning to wonder if she'd got Michael wrong
completely, but his eyes kept flicking to her legs, so she began
to play him.

Her crossed leg slid a little, the toe slowly moving up and down,
the slit in the skirt easing up until the very beginning of the
top of her stocking tops could be seen. She kept her accurate
answers going, watching as his eyes feasted on her legs, moving
over the firm curves, trying to see under the hem of the skirt.

Sandra crossed her legs, showing more than she should have done,
a hint of white thigh above her stockings before the tantalizing
view closed and her foot slowly slid up and down again.

Michael colored fast, his eyes boring into Sandra's thighs,
trying to see more. He ran a finger into his collar and beads of
sweat stood out on his forehead.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped his brow. "Er, yes, Miss
Harte, where was I? It seems a bit hot in here, doesn't it?"

"Perhaps it does," Sandra agreed, opening her jacket, showing the
curves of her young, thrusting tits. She pouted a little, her
deliciously red lips moving gently, softly. "Please, take your
tie off if you want, I don't mind."

"Er, yes," he said, his eyes on her tits as he eased his tie off.
"Er, have you any ideas of your own to develop the software?" he
asked.

"Oh, sure," Sandra said, crossing her legs again, being even more
blatant this time. He gave a barely suppressed moan and Sandra
knew it was time to go for him. "But I wouldn't want to explain
them unless I know I'm getting the job, of course," she added,
playing with the top button of her blouse. "You're right, you
know, it is hot in here."

"Yes, yes, of course, I understand!" Michael said, his mind
totally on Sandra's body. "Er, I obviously can't, er, let you,
er, say that who might get the position, you understand."

"But, perhaps there might be something I could do to, swing your
vote my way?" Sandra breathed, opening the top button of her
blouse very slowly.

"Er, well. This isn't usual," Michael gasped, following Sandra's
fingers, helpless in her grip.

"I'm not a 'usual' kind of girl," Sandra said, "and I want the
job. So tell me, what could I do to persuade you to give it to
me? Don't be shy." Her fingers slid down to the next blouse
button.

"Er... ," Michael hesitated. Then he pressed a button on his
desk. "Jane, you can go to lunch, I'll see you around one," he
said.

"Yes, Mr. Brookland," the secretary's voice rang through the
speaker.

"You must understand that I don't usually do things like this,"
Michael gabbled, his eyes running all over Sandra's body, his
hand dabbing his forehead with the handkerchief. "But, you,
you're..."

"Yes?" Sandra whispered, standing up and swaying up to the desk,
playing with the button of her blouse. "Don't be shy, what can I
do to get the job? Come on, tell me." She leaned on the desk,
easing down towards him.

"Uurrhh! Ohh, boy! Oh, show me your body, come on, show me,
please!"

"Naughty boy!" Sandra chided gently, stepping back a little. "You
want to see my legs?"

"Yuurrss!" Michael moaned, his body rigid in the chair, his eyes
running all over Sandra's body.

"Why?" Sandra asked innocently, easing her hands over the
charcoal grey skirt, "do you like my legs?"

"Yuuuss!" he groaned, moaning with lust as Sandra eased the hem
of her skirt up, showing him the full effect of the curves in her
high heels, the delicious white of her thighs above the black
stocking tops.

"You want to see more?" Sandra asked, teasing him by dropping the
hem of her skirt back and taking hold of the next button of her
blouse.

"Yes, oh, fuck yes!" Michael gasped, his ass jerking on the chair
seat as his rock hard cock thrust out against the front of his
pants.

"And what will you give me if I show you?" Sandra whispered,
boldly walking round the desk and standing over him in the chair.
She ran her finger over his lips, taunting him.

"I'll give you the job!" he gurgled, trying to reach for her
thighs, but not daring to.

"Of course," Sandra whispered, "we know that, but what else?" She
knew she had him totally. That single clue that Michael was
nearly forty and still lived alone with his mother had more than
told her enough.

"W-what do you want?" he moaned, his eyes fixed on Sandra's
fingers as they slipped open another button of her blouse.

"I want you to please me," Sandra whispered, "do everything I
say. You do want to please me, don't you?" She flicked open
another button of her blouse, giving him a glimpse of the black
bra and slip underneath.

"Uurhh! Yes, yes, I'll do it, I will, now please, show me!"
Michael gasped, his cock throbbing in his pants.

Sandra smiled and stepped back, holding him at bay. She walked
round the desk and posed for him, one leg out, pushing through
the slit of her skirt. Then she slid her jacket off, taking her
time as it eased down her arms. She dropped it over the back of
her chair, smiling nastily as his eyes followed her every
movement.

He was groaning helplessly as she reached for the clips of her
skirt waistband. His ass clenched desperately at the chair seat
and Sandra was only worried he would shoot too early. She opened
the zipper of her skirt and let the garment slide down her legs,
smiling at him as he stared, helplessly hooked. She stepped out
of the skirt and hung that over the chair back, too.

Now he could see her legs to her stocking tops, and the lower
part of her little black slip. Sandra hadn't chosen black by
chance, it was all keeping Michael hopelessly in her grip. She
spread her legs, her pussy thrust forward at him and she started
opening more of her blouse buttons. The top of her slip showed
with the little bra beneath. Her lovely tits heaved up and he
gave another groan as the blouse opened and slid down her arms.

Sandra had seduced stronger men than Michael by just showing them
her body in underwear. She paced towards the desk in her black
stockings, slip, bra and panties, her high heels digging hard
into the carpet. Michael gasped and moaned, his cock threatening
to burst out of his pants.

Sandra came round the desk and sat up on it, her knees together,
both to one side of his body, her high heels on his chair arm.
"You really want to please me?" she whispered.

"Oohh, yes, yes, oh, please let me!" he gabbled, his eyes on her
tits, running down the silk of her slip to the hem which fell
across the bottom of her delicious ass, showing the creamy white
of her thighs and her stocking tops.

"Oh, good!" Sandra sighed and slid one leg up and over her head
as he sat in the chair. He moaned as her thighs opened, showing
him the full length of her legs and the tight pair of panties
that covered her swelling pussy mound. She put her feet on both
the chair legs, trapping Michael between her open thighs. Not
that he minded. Then she eased closer, her ass moving to the edge
of his desk, her pussy only a foot or so from his face. "If you
want to please me, you'll take my panties off," she breathed,
pulling her slip away at the side to show him the lacy bows that
held her panties together.

He fumbled, his fingers sliding off the bows as he tried to pull
at the little strings. He groaned, pulled again and finally the
bow opened and one side of her briefs came away. Sandra grinned
at him and pouted.

"You'll have to pull them right down one leg," she whispered,
"and I really like it if you kiss me, every inch of the way."

"Uurrhh!" he gasped and lunged forward, but Sandra blocked his
dive on her pussy with her thighs, trapping his head.

"Naughty boy" she whispered, stroking his hair, "you said you
would do everything I said."

"Yes, yes!" he gasped, making no attempt to pull away from the
embrace of her thighs.

"If you kiss me all down my leg and make me feel real good, then
I'll let you kiss my pussy, would you like that?" Sandra asked,
pushing her cunt at his face a little.

"Yes, oh please!" Michael moaned, his hands trembling over her
thighs, wanting to caress her flesh so badly.

"Then be a good boy," Sandra murmured and opened her thighs
again. "Kiss me, just there," and she caressed the top of her
thigh, just above her stocking top.

He moaned and his mouth turned, running over her flesh with
desperate lust. He kissed her skin, his tongue flicking on her
thigh, his moans getting louder by the second.

"Oh, that's nice!" Sandra purred, spreading her wider. "Now take
my panties off and give them to me."

"Ohh, yes, yes!" he gasped, his hands running up her thighs,
reaching for the little lacy briefs.

This time Sandra let him caress her thighs while his fingers
played with her suspender straps. Everything about her drove him
out of his mind an she was sure he was going to shoot in his
pants.

But somehow he didn't. He was gasping and moaning as he eased her
panties down her thighs, kissing her leg with each movement. His
mouth ran over her stocking tops, his body throbbing with extra
excitement at the feel of the nylon.

"Uurrhh!" he moaned, his mouth following Sandra's panties down
her legs, kissing her stockings to her knee and then down, over
her calf towards her high heels. "Oh, God!" his mouth kissing her
on the inside of her ankle, just above the strap of her shoe.
"Oohh, you got the job, you do!" he gasped.

"My panties," Sandra said, holding her hand out and he gave them
to her, his eyes moving up her legs to the tight little slit of
her pussy and the line of dark hair on either side of it. "Thank
you," Sandra whispered and slid a finger between her cuntal lips,
running it over her clit. "You want to kiss my pussy?" she
purred, spreading her thighs for him, letting him see her fingers
playing with her clit.

"Oohh, please, yes!" he groaned, his hands on her thighs.

"Don't rush, naughty boy!" Sandra whispered harshly, "you obey
me, don't you?" She eased her outer pussy lips apart and let him
see her finger rubbing the red gash of her cunt.

"Yes, yes, I'll do what you say!" Michael gasped, his fingers
trembling on her stocking tops.

"Tell me how you want to lick my pussy," Sandra pouted, running
another finger over her clit.

"Uuhh, God, please, let me do it!" he groaned, his mouth moving
helplessly closer to her steaming cuntal flesh.

"And how you'd love to push your tongue right up here," Sandra
demanded softly, sliding a finger into the tight hole of her
pussy. She finger fucked herself slowly, rubbing her pussy walls,
her ass rolling a little at the tingles of excitement rushing out
of the contact.

"Uuhh, please!" Michael almost sobbed, his mouth running over her
thigh, his eyes on her cunt in desperate lust.

"Okay then, if you really want to," Sandra sighed and leaned back
on the desk, holding her thighs open for him.

He went to her cunt like a starving man. His mouth ran over her
cunt, his tongue flicked over her clit in endless rolling waves
and he gripped her thighs, pulling her pussy tighter to his
sucking mouth.

"Oohh, that's nice!" Sandra gasped and she didn't have to
pretend. Michael wasn't the most experienced pussy sucker she'd
met, but he made up for any lack of that with enthusiasm. He
sucked the whole of her pussy lips and clit into her mouth and
sucked them as if they were the most delicious meal in the world.
His tongue flicked and probed, working over her clit one second,
plunging into her pussy the next. Soft spasms of passion rushed
out of her cunt as she leaned back on the desk, her thighs around
his head, her high heels gripping at the chair arms. Her slip was
half over his face and that seemed to drive him to even higher
surges of lust. "Mmnn, just like that, honey!" Sandra purred,
running her hand in his hair, thrusting her cunt harder at her
face.

His moans got louder, his mouth sucked at her cuntal flesh with
raging lust. He gripped her thighs, pulling her closer, sucking
her wet red flesh into his mouth, his tongue going wild on her
clit. "Oohh!" he moaned, nibbling and sucking at Sandra's cunt,
his eyes closed in his ecstasy, "oohh, you have the most
wonderful pussy!"

"Ooo, thank you!" Sandra purred, thrusting her cunt at his mouth.
Her tits started heaving as the passion surged up over her. It
didn't take much to make her come and she was getting closer all
the time. "Oohh, yes, honey, do it like that, just like that!"
she gasped, thrusting at his face, her hand gripping his hair.
Her ass jerked, her heels gripped at the chair legs, her cunt
pouring juices over his face as her excitement mounted. "Oohh, do
it, do it!" she screamed, "yes, do it!"

"Mnn! Oohh!" he gasped, his mouth moving on her pussy, sucking
for all he was worth, licking up her juices in his raging lust.
He thrust his tongue deep into her cunt, running it over her
throbbing pussy walls, gripping her thighs as the passion
overwhelmed her.

"Oohh! Yesss!" Sandra screamed and surged up to climax, her cunt
throbbing, her whole body heaving. She tossed on the desk top,
her cunt rubbing over his face in her release, shudders of come
rushing over her. "Oohh, you do it so well!" she moaned, her cunt
jerking at is face. Her little slip flicked about on his face,
her tits heaved in her bra and another spasm of orgasm burst in
her pussy. "Uurrh, yesss!" she sighed and slid down the slope of
satisfaction behind the climax, purring gently. "That was so
nice!" she sighed.

"Oohh!" he moaned, his mouth still running over her cunt, his
tongue flicking on her clit. "You have such a great pussy, oohh,
fuck, I could suck it for ever!"

Sandra moaned and eased her cunt away from his mouth. She had no
doubt he could suck her cunt for ever, but he couldn't tie into
her passion like Raymond could. She needed a gentle slow suck for
a while if he wanted to get her hot again quickly, but he was
burrowing at her cunt as hard as ever. She pulled his head back
and smiled seductively at him.

"Show me your cock!" she whispered.

"Uurrhh!" he gasped and reached for his pants at once. He groaned
in near pain as he unzipped himself and pulled his raging hardon
out. It was bigger than Sandra had expected, eight or nine inches
of hot male flesh. He gripped it, a pool of pre-cum juice bobbing
at his cock slit.

"Naughty boy, take your hand off!" Sandra said sharply.

"Uurrhh!" he groaned, but he obeyed her, sitting in the chair,
his cock heaving out of his pants.

"You want me to hold your cock?" Sandra whispered, back in total
control of him, leaning in as he groaned and heaved.

"Uurrhh, yes, yes, please!" he gurgled, his ass jerking on the
chair seat.

Sandra slid her feet off the chair arms and picked up her
panties. "Take your cock right out," she said.

He hurried to obey, pulling his pants open, heaving his briefs
down until his cock thrust up from his dick hair, the pre-cum
juice running over his cockhead.

"Mmnn!" Sandra purred with pleasure and leaned against the edge
of the desk, reaching for his cock. She took her panties and ran
them over his throbbing dickhead. "I bet you'd like me to take
care of you," she whispered.

"Uurrhh, fuck yes!" he groaned, his eyes feasting on the sight of
his cockhead surrounded by Sandra's little black lacy panties.

"I will, I'll really take care of your cock when I get the job,"
Sandra whispered, sliding her panties over his cockhead, getting
them damp on his freely flowing cock juices.

"Uurrhh! You got the job!" Michael moaned.

"Of course, but I haven't signed the contract yet," Sandra
sighed, holding the ends of her panties, sliding them over his
heaving prickhead. "Would you like me to tell you what I'll do to
your cock when I do sign?"

"Uurrhh, yes, yes, please!" he yelled, his eyes bugging out as he
watched the silk of Sandra's briefs rubbing his cock. He glanced
up towards the sight of her lovely tits thrusting out of the top
of her slip and groaned again.

"I'll suck it, right down my throat!" Sandra whispered, caressing
his thick pole, getting a terrible moan of lust from him. "Would
you like to shoot in my mouth?"

"Uurrhh!" he moaned, his face a sight of terrible torture.

"Would you like to shoot over my lips, watch me lick it up?"
Sandra went on, drawing the panties over his cockhead.

"Oohh, fuck, oohh, fuck!" Michael gurgled, gripping the chair
arms, his cock thrusting wildly at Sandra's face.

"Yes, shoot all over my mouth," Sandra murmured, rubbing her
panties slowly, getting into another groan and heave of horrible
lust from Michael. "Then I'll suck it hard again and you can fuck
my little pussy for as long as you like," she whispered,
gathering her panties together and sliding them over his
cockhead, rubbing it just hard enough. "Tell me I've got the
job!"

"Uurrhh, you got the job, you got the, aahh!" Michael jerked in
the chair and his cock went out of control. He heaved back,
yelling helplessly as cum burst out of his balls and rushed up
his shaft. He stared in bliss as the white jism poured out into
Sandra's panties, thick streams of it wetting the silk. "Oohh,
fuck, you got the job, the job!" he bellowed, his cock heaving
another wad of cum out into the black panties.

"Come on, honey, let me have it all!" Sandra gasped, holding her
panties around his shooting cockhead, taking all the cum into the
silk. "Oohh, yes, baby, you shoot, you really shoot!" she urged
him on, rubbing the wet panties on his cock, her fingers urging
the last of his cum out. "Oohh, look, naughty boy, what you did
to my panties."

"Uurrhh!" he groaned and shot a last thick wad of spunk into her
briefs. His cock heaved, dribbling cum out into the black
material as he flopped back into the chair, gasping for breath.
"Oohh, that was incredible!" he sighed.

"If you like that, then think how you'll feel when I get the
job," Sandra said, getting up and showing him her soaking wet
panties before she tossed them onto his desk. "Remember me," she
cooed. "When I sign, you can have the bra to match." She dressed
quickly while he lay in the chair and watched her, his cock
throbbing down to softness. "Call me soon," she said, setting her
suit straight in his mirror. "Very soon," she added and left.

CHAPTER FOUR

"I said when I get the contract," Sandra snapped, leaning a
little across the desk, letting the front of her low cut dress
slide down a little, showing the swell of her tits.

"But, I got you the job!" Michael wailed, his eyes trying to rip
the open neck of her dress open as he glimpsed the hint of her
lacy bra.

"Great, now get me the contract," Sandra insisted, swinging away
so that her skirt flicked up a little, showing more of her
thighs. She paraded to the door thinking that Michael would
probably do anything to get in her pants right now. She turned,
her hand on the door handle and pouted at him. "Would you like to
have my lips slide right down your cock and suck it dry?" she
teased.

"Ohh, fuck, why not now?" Michael moaned.

"Get me the contract," Sandra said and strode out of the door. In
actual fact it was a little worrying that she hadn't got the
contract yet, even though large corporations were notoriously
slow at such things. It seemed to hint that somebody higher than
Michael was watching her and uncertain about her. She'd have to
be careful. So, for the next few days she just got on with her
job and waited.

In an office just down the passage from her was a very attractive
blonde, Mandy. Sandra had met her several times and they'd
chatted with increasing friendliness, but Sandra still wasn't
ready for Mandy to come in late one afternoon and ask her out for
a drink.

"Well," Sandra said uncertainly.

"Oh, my fucking husband's gonna be late, that's all," Mandy said
brightly, "and I wanted to get to know you better."

"Well, sure, then," Sandra said doubtfully.

"You'll like him, he's one of the Vice-Presidents up on the top
floor," Mandy said with a grin. "He's a real jerk, but he's
okay."

"Sure then, five o'clock," Sandra said, trying not to show her
emotions.

"See ya," Mandy giggled and went back to work.

Sandra couldn't believe it. When things go your way, they really
go your way, she mused. Vice-President, top floor, that was the
floor she was aiming at; so close to the head honcho it made her
gasp at the thought. She tried to concentrate on her work, but
gave it up and went to the bathroom, to make sure her makeup was
perfect.

She and Mandy chatted about a lot of things while they waited for
Mandy's husband. From what Mandy was saying, Daniel wasn't a jerk
at all, it was just his wife's way of talking about him.

Which was the immediate impression Sandra got when he did turn
up. Tall, dark-haired, good-looking, strong shoulders; he turned
Sandra's pussy to jelly almost as much as Raymond did.

"Sorry about all that shit," he said as he sat down, "you know
what it's like."

"Sure, honey," Mandy giggled and slid her hand up his thigh.

He just grinned and picked up some of the nuts on the table.
"So," he said to Sandra, "you're the new girl around town."

"Sure am," Sandra said.

"Your work looks good," Daniel said and the three of them settled
down into a conversation where work and gossip mixed easily.
Almost at once Sandra felt Daniel sizing her up. His eyes run
over her with great appreciation, but none of Michael's
slobbering lust. And he knew how to talk to her, particularly
when Mandy went to the bathroom. Sandra began to get the idea
that he might be about to make a move on her. Which was strange,
it didn't fit at all. From what Mandy had said, their sex life
was pretty wild and just about constant. Not that Sandra was
worried, she loved flirting.

Somehow it was a simple transition to the restaurant. The meal
was good and Sandra found herself relaxing all the time. It
almost seemed a pity that she was going to rip the company off
since it had people like Mandy and Daniel in it.

Then, somehow the tension mounted during the coffee. Sandra
couldn't trace it until Daniel suggested that they all go back to
their place for a drink.

Sandra didn't believe it. It looked as if the proposition was
right there, in the open. Her head was spinning a little but she
had enough sense to look at her watch as if doubtful and then
agree when pressed. In the taxi back to Daniel and Mandy's condo
she was more than ever sure something was happening. The tension
was getting higher each moment and even Mandy had run out of
conversation.

"Gotta slip into something comfortable," Mandy giggled as they
entered the main room. "Give the bitch a drink." She swung off
into the bedroom and Sandra sat on the sofa while Daniel made her
a drink, put the radio on and came and sat beside her.

Now she was sure, something was about to happen.

"How do you like your job?" he asked, sliding a finger round the
top of his glass, his eyes keeping a close watch on her.

"Fine," Sandra answered shortly, waiting for his move.

"You know there are a lot of ways for a girl like you get fast
promotion," he said, his eyes following the hem of Sandra's skirt
as it slid down from her knee a little, showing more of her
thighs.

"Really?" Sandra said archly. This could be a trap, she had to
remember that.

"Yes, I mean, you're the most beautiful thing we've had in a long
while," he went on. "There's a lot of things you could have."

"Like what?" Sandra asked, leaning back, showing more of her
legs, but still waiting.

He grinned. "You know damn well," he chuckled, "I could get you
to the top floor very fast. Your work's more than good enough and
with that body, well, fuck, think about it."

"Oh, I see," Sandra said, looking down at her drink.

"What do you think? Like to try it?" he asked very directly.

Sandra gasped. "But, but, Mandy," she whispered, nodding towards
the bedroom.

"Come on," he chuckled, "you're far more experienced than that,
you know what's going on."

Sandra felt her pulse racing. All the subtle hints and glances
during the meal had got her really hot and anyway, the best way
to the top was to play Daniel. "What do you mean, what's going
on?" she murmured, sliding her dress hem a little higher, showing
him one thigh almost to the top of her stocking.

"Don't you play me, bitch," he chuckled and moved closer, sliding
his hand over her shoulders.

"But what about Mandy?" Sandra gasped, making sure she had things
straight. Looking confused she played with the zipper that ran
right down the front of her dress.

"We're swingers, honey, you knew that," Daniel laughed, "we
share, all the time. And she wants to share you."

So that was it, Sandra thought. She hesitated for the briefest
moment and decided to continue playing the innocent as she was
seduced. "Oh!" she gasped, pulling back a little from Daniel's
hand. "Oh, wow, I never knew that. You mean you and Mandy, you...
?" Her beautiful face with its surround of dark hair was a
picture of confusion and excitement.

"Yes, honey, we're into threesomes. How about it?"

His hand caressed her shoulder and she allowed him to do it. Her
pussy was throbbing with excitement, but she had to hide it for a
while if she was to keep her role going.

"Oh, Daniel, I never, really, I never!" she gasped, staring at
him, making sure her dress rode up even further.

"Come on, you can't tell me you never swung," he said, his hand
sliding closer to her swelling tits.

"No, honest, honest!" Sandra gasped, giving a low moan as his
hand brushed her nipples. "But, well, but I'll try, I might as
well, fuck, it sounds good."

"You beauty" he whispered and pulled her to him.

She folded into him, their mouths met and she kissed him as his
hand roamed over her tits, stroking with wonderful skill. Still
playing her part she clung around his shoulders as his fingers
slid to the zipper at the neck of her dress and slid it down,
right to her waist. Expertly his fingers ran inside, over her
tits and the top of her little slip. His fingers rolled her
nipple through the two layers of lacy clothes and she moaned as
soft spasms of excitement rushed from the contact.

"Oh, Daniel, are you sure?" she gasped, her mouth running over
his, her thighs opening as his other hand slid over her knee.

"Sure, he's sure, the horny jerk," Mandy said from the other side
of the sofa.

Sandra gasped and looked up to see that Mandy had indeed slipped
into something comfortable. It was a little red slip-dress, plain
silk, low cut, a hem just above the knees. It rubbed over the
delicious curves of Mandy's body, revealing them all, the
luscious thrusting tits, a little larger than Sandra's, the tight
waist and swelling ass, the long legs and all capped by that
beautiful face with its wide fawn eyes, straight blonde hair and
soft, pouting mouth.

"Fucking my husband, huh?" Mandy giggled and leaned down slowly,
her mouth moving towards Sandra's lovely soft lips.

Sandra played uncertain right to the moment Mandy's mouth closed
on her's and the two of them kissed gently, their tongues
flicking together. Together their arms slid round each other,
holding as they kissed.

Sandra lay back, letting Mandy move over the low back of the sofa
as their kiss continued and got more passionate. Sandra gave a
moan as Mandy's fingers played with the top of her slip and then
moved down, caressing her tits. Soft waves of passion washed over
Sandra as Mandy's skillful fingers squeezed her lovely mounds
through her slip and bra.

Sandra felt Daniel's hands moving over her thighs and then up to
the zipper of her dress. He opened the belt, pulled the zipper
the last few inches, them moved the dress down, easing the
shoulders off and down her arms. Sandra moaned with pleasure, her
mouth still on Mandy's, her tits heaving at the blonde's hands.
Sandra's dress slid off, revealing the lovely curves of her body
in the little white slip, stockings, bra and panties.

"Oh, boy," Daniel murmured, moving up the sofa, his mouth joining
Mandy's on Sandra's lips. "Your body is out of this world, my
love!" His fingers ran up under the hem of Sandra's slip and
brushed the trembling crotch of her panties.

"Oohh, that's so nice!" Sandra murmured, her arm round Mandy's
neck, her mouth kissing them both. "Fuck, you know how to treat a
lady."

Daniel chuckled and ran his fingers over Sandra's pussy with a
little more urgency. "I bet you're a real hot little bitch when
you get going," he said.

"Oohh!" Sandra gasped, thrusting her pussy up at him, her thighs
opening as the delicious spasms ran through her. She eased her
mouth away from Mandy's and grinned at him. "Tell me what you
call hot, big boy!"

"So, how many times can you come?" Daniel asked, his fingers
rubbing her clit through her little panties.

"I don't know, I never counted!" Sandra moaned and heaved at his
hand again as surges of hot lust rushed from her cunt.

"That's what I call hot, bitch!" Daniel said and slid a finger
inside Sandra's briefs, moving it on the freely flowing pussy
juices. "Now you just lay back and let us get you right into the
mood."

"Uurrhh!" Sandra sighed, leaning back on the soft cushions of the
sofa, her pussy trembling and throbbing with passion as Mandy
kissed her and eased the top of her little white slip down.
Sandra moaned as Mandy's expert fingers unclipped her bra and
played with her tit flesh, thinking that getting money for this
job would almost be a sin. She was getting so much else.

Daniel knelt on the floor, his mouth working over Sandra's body,
kissing her through her slip until he was at her tits. Then Mandy
eased the lacy top of Sandra's slip down and they began kissing
each of Sandra's nipples, their mouths working together,
caressing her expertly.

Sandra gave a groan of lust, jerking up on the sofa as Daniel's
fingers worked at her pussy through her panties, rubbing her
clit. Her panties were already damp, and were getting wetter the
whole time as his fingers danced on her cunt, playing over her
pulsating flesh.

"Uuhh, fuck!" Sandra gasped, her tits pushing up at the two
mouths sucking her nipples. She couldn't tell which of them were
sending her higher, the sensations rushed all over her body. She
moaned, excitement and lust surging out of her nipples and pussy.
"Oohh, God, this is the greatest!" she gasped, arching on the
sofa, her thighs spreading wide as her pussy opened for Daniel's
fingers. "Oohh, yess, just like that, ohh, Daniel! Mandy! How do
you do it? Oohh, I'm gonna come, you wanna count for me, Daniel?"
She screamed with the sudden release of passion, her pussy
erupting with lust, her tits throbbing as the climax rushed
through her. "Oohh, do it, yesss!" she moaned, coming with each
soft caress of Daniel's fingers. "Oouuhh, I can't stop when you
do that!" she gasped, "I just can't stop!"

"Hmmm," he murmured, his fingers rubbing her clit. He stared into
Sandra's eyes as he ran his mouth over her cheek and then down to
her mouth, kissing her gently. "I guess it would be difficult to
count them, I mean you must have had six or seven already." His
fingers gave a sudden pulse and Sandra came again, gasping and
moaning with lust. "Horny little bitch," Daniel chuckled, "we're
gonna do you right over, you know that? We're gonna leave you
limp, you delicious little whore."

"Oohh, yes, please!" Sandra moaned, her tits heaving, her thighs
open as Daniel's fingers played over her pussy.

Daniel chuckled again and Sandra realized that Mandy was sliding
down her body, the blonde's hot mouth moving over her slip and
down, right between her legs. Sandra groaned, kissing Daniel as
he moved his fingers from her pussy and up to her tits, squeezing
them gently, rubbing her nipples.

Endless soft spasms of passion soared through Sandra's body as
Daniel's hand played with her tits and Mandy's mouth moved over
her thighs, kissing her soft flesh. She groaned as Mandy's
fingers slipped into the top of her panties and pulled them down
slowly over her heaving ass.

"Oohh, Mandy!" Sandra moaned as the blonde eased her panties down
her stockinged legs and off. Sandra's thighs spread at once, her
pussy spasming with excitement. She moaned and held Daniel
tightly, their mouths close and kissing in small soft caresses.
"Oohh, Mandy!" Sandra gasped.

Mandy's soft mouth played over the top of Sandra's white
stockings, moving closer all the time, up, over the creamy flesh
toward the dark cuntal gash. Sandra's moans got louder as the
excitement alone sent more spasms of climax softly exploding in
her pussy. Her legs opened further, her pussy thrust up and
Mandy's soft mouth kissed her swelling cuntal mound.

"Ooohhh!" Sandra sighed, her pulse racing at the feel of another
woman kissing her cunt. She sighed, held Daniel close as Mandy's
mouth moved over the swell of her pussy mound and then down,
tracing her cunt lips, brushing through her dark, wet pussy hair.
"Oohh, God, yes!" Sandra moaned, her pussy juices flowing wildly
as Mandy's tongue flicked out over her clit. Her cunt throbbed
and Sandra came again, the tingle in her cunt growing as Mandy's
mouth moved down a little, playing with her.

Mandy's tongue flicked into Sandra's cuntal opening for a second
and the brunette gasped with passion, the soft throbs of orgasm
pulsating through her. Mandy eased back up, her fingers pulling
Sandra's cuntal lips open, her tongue working gently on Sandra's
heaving clit bud. This time she stayed there, her mouth over
Sandra's pussy, her tongue flicking, licking in constant pulses
at the brunette's incredibly sensitive clit.

Sandra groaned with lust, her tits pushing at Daniel's hands. She
gripped his hair, pulled his head up. "Take your clothes off,
show me your cock!" she demanded, "Come on, I wanna see your
cock!"

He grinned and stood up, his frame suddenly massive as he loomed
over her. He flung his jacket off and started unbuttoning his
pants.

"Oohh, yes, come on, let me see your cock!" Sandra moaned,
jerking on the sofa, her pussy throbbing as Mandy sucked her
steaming slit. Sandra took hold of her own tits and squeezed
them, playing with her nipples as she watched Daniel's pants
slide down his legs. She moaned, reaching for Mandy's head,
holding the blonde's mouth to her pussy as she watched the
massive bulge in Daniel's briefs. Here, she knew was another cock
worth fucking. He grinned, opening his shirt, pulling it off,
leaving his briefs until last, the heave of his cock following
every movement of Sandra's thrashing body.

Mandy pulled Sandra's cunt harder to her mouth. The little red
slip-dress was up over her ass, showing the tiny red panties she
wore underneath it, the back of them just a lacy string in the
crack of her ass. The blonde was excited enough herself. Her
moans burst out from around Sandra's cunt as she ran her mouth
over the spasming flesh, her tongue flicking and licking, driving
Sandra into more spasms of ecstasy.

"Oohh, yesss, please, yess!" Sandra wailed as Daniel reached for
the top of his briefs. She couldn't wait any longer, her fingers
reached out and she grabbed the massive pole, rubbing it through
his underpants.

"You like cock, then, bitch, huh?" he chuckled, moving closer so
that she could grip his shaft harder.

"Oohh, yes, I love cock, ooohhh!" Sandra gasped, pulling on the
enormous pole, heaving his underpants down with the power of her
lust. "Oohh, fuck, I'm coming, I can't stop, oohh! Mandy suck me,
suck me, I'll do it to you, I will, oohh!" She spasmed and came
again, her thighs sliding around Mandy's shoulders, her ass
jerking on the sofa cushions.

Daniel growled as his cock was pulled and heaved around by the
spasming Sandra. He gripped his briefs and pulled them down,
ripping at them as Sandra's hand worked at his dick and wouldn't
let go. "Fuuuuck!" he growled and ripped hard, tearing the tight
briefs off in a series of hard heaves.

"Ooohh!" Sandra screamed, rubbing his shaft harder, staring at
the massive pole that was emerging as his briefs ripped away. It
was ten inches long at least and her mouth drooled at the thought
of that enormous skewer stuffed into her body. She came again,
lurching on the sofa, her pussy rubbing all over Mandy's soft
mouth. The stockinged legs spasmed, spreading as wide as they
would go, one of them over the sofa back, the other on the floor.
Her slip was up around her waist and her bra hung around her
tits. She gasped and pulled at Daniel's cock, hauling herself up
on it-it was so hard and strong. "Oohh, fuck, do it, yesss!" she
gasped, her pussy sliding on Mandy's mouth as the streams of
passion rolled through her. "Oohh, I want your cock, honey, I
want your cock!" she wailed, pulling at Daniel's thick shaft.

"Later, baby," he chuckled, "I wanna watch you suck Mandy's
pussy, that really turns me on."

"Oohh, yes, yes!" Sandra screamed as the thought of sucking the
blonde's hot cunt sent her into a spiraling surge of orgasmic
satisfaction. She gasped, fell back on the sofa, one hand still
holding Daniel's dickshaft, the other one rolling her nipple as
she came down off the climax. "Oohh, how many times can you come,
big boy?" she demanded.

"Plenty," he said, his rock hard cock heaving in her hand.

"You will tonight!" Sandra promised him. She finally let go of
his rod and ran her fingers in Mandy's blonde hair.

Mandy eased her soft mouth away from Sandra's cunt and smiled up
at her, the little red slip-dress fallen forward, showing her
luscious tits.

"Come here and kiss me!" Sandra demanded, pulling Mandy towards
her, kissing the blonde's wet mouth, tasting her own juices on
Mandy's soft lips. She moaned as they kissed, her tongue moving
between Mandy's white teeth. Almost without knowing it, Sandra
reached in and caressed Mandy's tits, feeling the soft warmth and
the tight, crinkled nipple buds. "Oohh!" she whispered, "come on,
now, let me suck your pussy!"

Mandy smiled and murmured with pleasure as Sandra caressed her
thrusting breasts. "Come with me," she said, "I think we need a
bed to work on now."

CHAPTER FIVE

Mandy slipped her hand into Sandra's and led her through the
apartment to the bedroom. Sandra knew it was going to be
something special, but she gasped with surprise and delight when
she saw the whole room. The bed was enormous, with a canopy and
four posters, puffy pillows and white, silk sheets. A comforter
was rolled at the end. The rest of the room was as luxurious,
with long drapes over the windows and thick carpets. Sandra
allowed Mandy to lead her to the side of the bed and then waited
as Mandy swarmed up into the sheets and leaned back against the
pillows, easing her little red slip-dress up over her ass and
spreading her thighs. She slid a finger into the top of her tiny
red panties, stroking her pussy as she flicked her blonde hair
back out of her eyes.

"Have you ever sucked pussy before?" she whispered.

"No," Sandra lied, "but I wanna learn, I mean after what you did
to me..." She tailed off and pouted delightfully, sliding her
fingers over Daniel's cock as he stood beside her and grinned.
"What do we do about him?" she giggled.

"Oh, don't worry about old motor-dick there," Mandy sighed, her
fingers sliding on her hot pussy, "he always finds a hole to
stick that thing in. Again and again and again, I tell ya, it's
disgusting." She moaned and her ass heaved up off the white
sheets as her excitement mounted. She eased the dress away from
her tits, stroking the soft flesh as she grinned at Sandra.

"Ooohh!" Sandra sighed and slid her bra off, letting it fall to
the carpet. She slid onto the bed, kicking her high heels off and
crawling between Mandy's spread thighs. "Oohh, teach me how to
suck pussy, just like you want it."

"Honey, take my panties off first," Mandy moaned, rubbing her
clit, her hand rolling slowly inside the tight red briefs.

Sandra reached for the little bow at the side of Mandy's panties
and pulled it out, her tits heaving with excitement as she
watched Mandy rubbing her hot cunt. "Jesus, you really need it,"
she said.

"You don't even know how much!" Mandy sighed as the bow parted
and her panties came open, showing the soft movement of her
fingers on her pussy. "Even Daniel has his work cut out to hold
me."

"Sounds like heaven!" Sandra moaned as she peeled Mandy's panties
down her long legs and threw them away. "Oh, baby you've got such
a great cunt!" She moved her mouth down to the inside of Mandy's
knee and slid her hand up the creamy white thigh, easing Mandy's
hand out of the way.

"If you suck like you kiss, you won't need any lessons at all,"
Mandy sighed, leaning back, her blonde hair all over the pillow,
her fingers gently caressing her nipples.

Sandra gave a low moan of excitement as she slid her mouth over
the inside of Mandy's soft thighs. The creamy flesh trembled as
she touched it and her fingers followed her lips, sliding softly,
moving always closer to the wet crack of Mandy's cunt. Sandra
slid Mandy's thighs even further open, kissing the soft white
flesh, her lips moving gently, her tongue flicking out,
caressing, licking the warm skin.

"Oohh!" Mandy sighed, her ass heaving on the soft white sheets,
her thighs spreading wider as Sandra moved closer to her tight
little love channel, "you sure you never did this before?"

"Mmnn!" Sandra sighed. She was so carried away she didn't care
any longer if Mandy thought she was lying. She slid her fingers
over the puffy lips of Mandy's pussy and the blonde gurgled with
lust, her hips jerking, her fingers tightening on her nipples.

"Uurrhh! Oohh, Daniel, she's incredible!" Mandy moaned, so far
gone herself that she didn't care if Sandra had sucked pussy
before or not. She arched on the bed, her pussy throbbing with
expectation as Sandra's mouth moved closer, brushing over the
sensitive flesh on the inside of her thighs. Quivers of
excitement rushed through her as her pussy got wetter and wetter.
Sandra's fingers caressed her flesh, following the brunette's
soft lips, always closer to the shivering lips of her pussy.

Sandra felt her excitement rising as she moved her lips in,
brushing them through Mandy's soft blonde pussy hair. Mandy
gasped and jerked, her cunt reaching for Sandra's mouth, but
Sandra wasn't going to let her have that yet. She held back, just
running her lips over Mandy's pussy mound.

"Oohh, fuck, aahh!" Mandy gasped as Sandra's tongue flicked out
and ran in her cuntal crack, rubbing her clit for an instant.
"Oohh, fuck! Daniel, she's teasing me!" She moaned and heaved on
the white silk sheets, her fingers rolling her crinkled nipples.

"Oh, my poor baby," Daniel said, sliding onto the bed beside her
and leaning down. He eased her hand away and worked his mouth
over her tit, taking her nipple in his lips and kissing, nibbling
at it.

"Oohh, fuuuck!" Mandy almost screamed as Sandra's tongue flicked
deeper into her pussy, rubbing her clit, brushing the tight
entrance to her cock-hole. "Oohh, suck me, suck meee!"

Sandra giggled and slid her lips over the trembling lips of
Mandy's pussy, sucking gently on the flesh, drawing Mandy's clit
into her mouth. Mandy screamed with lust and came in a shivering
heap, her tits pushing at Daniel's mouth, her cunt pulsating with
passion. Sandra pushed Mandy's thighs down onto the bed, holding
them there as she sucked at the pulsating flesh.

Mandy gasped and gave low gurgling screams. Her ass heaved and
thrust on the bed, her cunt pushed at Sandra's mouth as the
brunette worked her over, sucking at the hot wet flesh. "Aahh,
fuck, Daniel, she's incredible! Keep me coming baby, I'll give it
all back!" She gurgled, her whole body on fire with the most
delicious passion in the world.

"No, I'll give it back!" Daniel chuckled, easing his mouth from
his wife's tits, "you keep your own motor running, baby." He
pulled back on the bed and Mandy gave a deep gurgling groan.

"You're about to get fucked by my husband, honey!" she gasped,
"lemme know how he is, he'd better be good!"

Sandra felt a wonderful new surge of lust rush through her as
Daniel ran his hands over her ass. She pushed up on the bed,
thrusting her ass at him, spreading her thighs while she kept up
her soft sucking on Mandy's pussy. Mandy was gasping and moaning
continuously, orgasms pulsing through her. She sprawled on the
pillows, her thighs spread wide, her tits heaving in her endless
excitement. Her pussy ran juices all over Sandra's mouth and the
brunette's face was wet with them. Sandra's lovely soft hair fell
around her face as she ran her lips over the wet flesh of Mandy's
cunt, licking and sucking, sending Mandy higher each moment.

Daniel chuckled softly and slid Sandra's slip up out of the way,
pushing it down her back. He grinned at his wife as he took his
cock and worked it over Sandra's clit. The thick cock-ball slid
on Sandra's juices and he played with her, stroking her cunt
slit, his free hand wandering over her ass.

Sandra moaned and worked her mouth deeper into Mandy's cunt. The
hot odor of Mandy's lust ran in her mouth and nose, sending her
giddy with passion. Her cunt gave a sudden spasm of desire as
Daniel's cock-head rubbed her clit, pushing to the tight entrance
of her cunt for a second and then sliding back up to her clit,
teasing her as she had teased Mandy. She moaned, her tits
pressing into Mandy's thighs, her ass heaving back to try and get
Daniel's cock inside her spasming cunt.

"I told you she was a dirty little girl!" Daniel laughed, letting
his thick round dickhead push into the demanding entrance of
Sandra's cunt. He held it there for a moment as the brunette
groaned with lust and heaved back at him, taking another inch or
so of his rod. Then he pulled it out and rubbed her clit with it
again. "Dirty little girl, hey?"

"Oohh, yes, I am, come on, honey, fuck me!" Sandra gurgled into
Mandy's cunt, her mouth moving over the streaming wet flesh with
more and more desire. She jerked, but Daniel eased his cock back
as she pushed and his cock stayed outside her steaming cunt, just
caressing her clit. "Oohh, you bastard!" she screamed, "Come on,
I'll give you the best suck of your life if you fuck me! Come
on!"

"Best suck of my life, huh?" Daniel chuckled, sliding his cock
into Sandra's cunt for a moment. "What ya think, Mandy?"

"I'll challenge her any time!" Mandy moaned, her pussy throbbing
in Sandra's expert mouth. "I know what you want, you fucker, you
wanna double blow!"

"How did you guess?" Daniel laughed, playing his dickhead over
the quivering entrance of Sandra's cunt.

Sandra gurgled and screamed, her mouth moving over Mandy's clit,
her pussy begging for a big hard cock to invade it. She sucked
Mandy's clit between her front teeth, nibbling on the hard red
flesh as Mandy gave a scream of lust and came again, harder this
time.

"You only get a double blow if you fuck us both first, right
Sandra?" she gasped.

"Mmnn!" Sandra moaned, her mouth sucking at Mandy's clit, her
pussy going desperate for a cock. She thrust back, Daniel let her
have an inch of his cock and held it there, working his cockhead
over her shuddering pussy walls.

"You got a deal, baby!" he yelled and thrust his cock hard into
Sandra's cunt.

Sandra felt the thick round shaft pushing into her shivering
cunt. Daniel's cockhead plunged deep into her soft hole, scraping
over her pussy walls, sending hot messages of passion from every
inch of them. Her cunt spread to take the invading rod,
shuddering with incredible pleasure as he filled her. Daniel's
cockhead slammed to the top of her cunt and his balls slapped and
rubbed against her clit. His massive thick shaft filled her to
the brim as she heaved and gurgled, jerking in the endless
messages of pleasure rushing from the contact of his flesh on
her's. He heaved back slowly, his cock sliding on her pussy
juices, emerging wet and slick from her spasming pussy. She
moaned as each inch was withdrawn, running her mouth on Mandy's
cunt even harder, sucking at it in her rushing, surging desire.

Daniel gave a low groan of passion as he held his cock to
Sandra's sucking cuntal entrance again. He gasped and slammed it
back in, filling Sandra once again, his shaft almost exploding in
his last as he rammed it home. Groaning with lust he gripped
Sandra's ass cheeks as he slammed in and pulled back, the whole
length of his cock throbbing with lust. "Shhheeeiitt!" he gasped
and slammed in once more, the raging desire in his dick demanding
that he fuck the brunette harder and faster.

"Oohh!" Mandy moaned, leaning back on the bed, watching her
husband fucking Sandra. She slid a finger into her mouth, sucking
and biting at it as she came in endless waves of passion. She
loved to watch Daniel fuck other women, and Sandra was driving
them both crazy. She watched Daniel's cock slamming in and out of
the brunette's cunt, while Daniel gripped her ass and pumped
away, groaning in his rising lust.

For her part, Sandra was surging up close to another orgasm, her
body rocking on the bed. Her little white slip was bunched up
round her waist, her tits were free of the top, rubbing over
Mandy thighs. Her cunt quivered and throbbed, taking another deep
thrust of Daniel's cock and erupting with passion as the
wonderful shaft filled her dick-passage. She gripped Mandy's
thighs, pushing her mouth closer to the throbbing, streaming
flesh, sucking for all she was worth. Her body gyrated on the
bed, thrusting and jerking, her cunt demanding every inch of
Daniel's cock.

"Aahh! Jesus, ooohh, I can't take it!" Mandy screamed, coming
harder, her pussy throbbing over Sandra's mouth. She gripped
Sandra's lovely brunette hair, screeching with lust as her clit
erupted between Sandra's nibbling front teeth. "How do you do it?
Aahh!" She wriggled and jerked on the pillows, her pussy
exploding in Sandra's mouth.

Sandra gurgled and moaned, her teeth rasping on Mandy's clit as
she flicked her tongue over the shivering flesh, her own lust
rushing through to fuel her increasingly frantic sucking. Her
cunt throbbed and sucked at the thick rod ramming in and out of
it as she reached in, pulling Mandy's pussy lips wide open.

"Aahh! Fuuuck!" Mandy screamed, coming helplessly, jerking on the
bed.

Sandra sucked the blonde's clit right in between her teeth,
rasping them gently over the steaming, spasming flesh. She
nibbled and licked, sucking for all she was worth as she felt
Mandy's orgasm surge to the peak and crest.

"Oohh, God! Fuck, I can't take it!" Mandy screamed, her cunt
erupting with lust, her pussy pouring juices into Sandra's mouth.
She gasped, twisted her nipples as her orgasm shattered, her clit
bursting between Sandra's gently biting teeth. "Oohh, yes, yes,
yes!" Mandy gave a final surge and collapsed, gasping with
release, her pussy still throbbing gently in Sandra's mouth.

"Okay, you dirty little girl, now I get to fuck you properly!"
Daniel yelled.

Sandra shrieked with excitement as Daniel picked her up, turned
her over and tossed her effortlessly onto her back on the soft
sheets. "Oohh, come on, big boy, fill me up!" she gasped.

Daniel roared with lust and plunged his cock back into her cunt
with all his power. His strong, muscular body covered Sandra as
he slid down on her, his cock buried in her cunt to the hilt, his
cockbase rubbing hard over her clit.

"Oohh, baby, boy, come on!" Sandra moaned, grabbing him, sliding
her long stockinged legs around him and pulling him to her. Her
ass heaved up off the bed, ramming his cock even harder into her
sucking pussy. She gripped him tightly, her arms holding him as
her mouth met his and they kissed with frantic passion.

Daniel's lips moved on her's as he inhaled the scent of his
wife's passion from her juices still on Sandra's mouth. His
tongue flicked over Sandra's lips, invading her mouth gently
while his cock almost brutally invaded her cunt. He thrust, his
hips grinding his cock deep in her hot pussy. He gasped, pulling
his knees up to balance himself as he fucked Sandra harder, his
cock working deep in her depths. She responded, her endless legs
sliding up his back, gripping him harder, her ass pulling up to
ram his cock even deeper into her cunt.

Mandy grinned at her husband fucking Sandra as if his life
depended on it and moved closer on the bed, her red silk dress
crumpled and up over her ass. She caressed Sandra's tits,
stroking the heaving flesh gently. "He's a good fuck, right?" she
breathed.

"Iiuuhh!" Sandra gasped, gripping Daniel hard, her finger nails
digging into his chest, "you're a lucky bitch, you know that?"

"I know," Mandy breathed, her fingers rolling Sandra's nipple
gently, pulling at it a little, "if I wasn't bi, I wouldn't let
anybody near him."

Sandra heaved as Daniel's cock rammed to the top of her cunt and
churned around, his cockbase rubbing hard on her clit. "Uurrhh!"
she gasped, spasms of climax bursting over her, "thank God you're
bi then!"

Mandy grinned at her husband. "You hear that, honey, she likes
you, so give her a good time, understand?" Playfully, she spanked
him as his ass heaved up to plunge his cock down into Sandra's
sucking cunt again.

"Uurrgg!" Daniel growled, grinning at Mandy, his cock pistoning
deep in Sandra's cunt. He heaved up, his cock shiny with Sandra's
pussy juices, then slammed in again, getting a scream of lust
from the brunette. He leaned in and Mandy kissed him, her tongue
flicking over his lips as he fucked Sandra. "Her cunt's as good
as yours, bitch!" he grinned.

"Of course, I sucked it!" Mandy sneered at him, her fingers in
his hair, pulling him closer. Her mouth brushed his harder, her
tongue running over his lips. "Just remember, you gotta give me a
ride next, so say nice things about my pussy when you're up it,
you fucker!" She giggled and slid her hand down his back, her
fingers moving easily on the sweat from his violent fucking.

Daniel growled again, his cock slamming into Sandra's cunt as he
kissed his wife and watched her move her fingers back to caress
Sandra's nipples. "I'll fuck you till you scream for mercy!"

Mandy laughed and twisted Sandra's nipple, sending extra pulses
of lust through the brunette. "You want me to make him come?" she
giggled to Sandra.

"Not yet!" Sandra screamed, her pussy trembling around the
enormous fucker buried there, "I got to come more yet!" She
moaned and gripped Daniel harder with her legs, pulling him in as
he worked his cock deep in her cunt, rubbing and sliding it over
her spasming pussy walls.

Mandy leaned in and kissed Sandra, her lips lingering on the
brunette's as Sandra gasped and came. "If you fuck him when I'm
not around, you gotta tell me, got that?" she whispered.

"Oohh, yes yes!" Sandra gasped, her body rocking and heaving on
the bed as Daniel's cock churned and heaved in her cunt.

"And for every one you give him without me there, you gotta give
me one without him there, fair?" Mandy whispered, her fingers
rolling Sandra's lovely nipples...

"Oohh, yes, yes!" Sandra gasped, her dark hair all over the
pillows as she came, jerking against Daniel, her cunt sucking at
his thick pole. She rasped her fingers down his back, her back
bowed in her raging passion, her tits pressing up into Mandy's
hands. The erupting orgasms burst inside her, star shells of
satisfaction bursting in her cunt and pulsing all over her body.
"Oouuhh, yesss, I'm coming, coming!" she screamed. "Come on,
darling shoot in me, come on, fill me up!" She went out of her
mind with passion, her ass jerking up as she filled her cunt with
Daniel's cock. She gripped him, climaxes shattering all over her,
her cunt sucking at his massive rod.

"You heard the lady," Mandy laughed, "come for her." She worked
her hand down Daniel's back and into the crack of his ass.

Daniel yelled with lust, his cock pistoning in and out of
Sandra's sucking cunt. His head was thrown back, his ass jerking
as the cum rushed around in his balls.

"Come for the lady!" Mandy giggled and spanked his ass again.

"Yaaahhh!" Daniel yelled, his dick swelling and heaving in
Sandra's cuntal sheath, slamming in and out of the hot hole so
fast it blurred.

"Come for the lady!" Mandy giggled, spanked him again, then slid
her fingers down, between his legs. She caressed his balls,
urging the cum out of them.

As Daniel yelled and heaved above her with the release of his
lust, Sandra soared up to the top of her orgasm and hung there,
her cunt throbbing out of control, her lust gushing out of every
tiny contact of Daniel's cock with her pussy walls. She felt the
slamming rod swell as the cum gushed up it. Then jism was pouring
into her cunt, splattering out of Daniel's cock while he yelled
and roared with lust.

Sandra screamed with passion, her cunt sucking tightly at the
shooting rod, taking every drop of the delicious fluid. "Fill me
up!" she wailed, "oohh, fill me up!"

Daniel roared with release, his cock spurting cum while Mandy
caressed his balls, almost squeezing the hot juice out of them.
His ass jerked as his cock poured out another thick wad of cum,
high in Sandra's cunt. "Yaaahh!" he bellowed, his piston slamming
in and out of the tight, delicious sheath, hot white juice
gushing out of it.

"Oohh!" Sandra gasped, her long stockinged legs tightening around
Daniel's back as she held him deep in her cunt. Her delicious
orgasm shuddered, peaked and slid down into the soft valley
beyond. She moaned and rolled on the bed, clutching him tightly
while Mandy still stroked her nipple and eased her down.

"Uurrhh, fuck, yeah!" Daniel roared, his cock giving out, the cum
dribbling from the tiny slit as he fell forward across Sandra and
lay there panting, his cock still heaving a little in her tight
pussy. "My God, that was in-fuckin-credible!" He kissed Sandra
and she held his mouth to her's, slowly letting her legs relax
and slide off his body.

They were still held there, kissing gently, Daniel's cock
softening slowly in Sandra's cunt when Mandy came back with three
drinks.

"Don't think that's your lot," she said crisply, "get your cock
out of there and let me suck it hard again. You know how horny I
get when I watch people fuck."

Daniel grinned and gently rolled off Sandra's lovely body. He
propped himself on the pillows, his cock still half hard and
covered in cum. He took a drink from Mandy and toasted her with
it. "It's all yours," he chuckled, lifting his fuckrod and
letting it fall again. "Do what you like with it."

Mandy giggled and handed Sandra her drink. She crawled up beside
the brunette and they kissed lightly. "Here's to another fuck,"
Mandy said and took a drink.

"Gimme a moment and I'll help you with that cock," Sandra
giggled, "after all it was me that made it go down."

"Dreamy, babe," Daniel sighed as he took another drink.

CHAPTER SIX

Mandy grinned and simpered as she put her drink down and leaned
over Daniel's thighs. Her soft mouth slid on his skin, licking
upward towards his cummy cock.

"Greedy bitch," Sandra smiled and put her own drink down. She
moved closer to Daniel, her long dark hair falling all over her
face, her lovely swelling tits heaving with excitement. Her mouth
brushed his and her wicked little tongue flicked out over his
lips. "Promise you'll fuck me again like that," she breathed.

Daniel gave a low groan of lust and his ass heaved on the sheets
as Mandy's mouth slid along his cock and Sandra's hand caressed
his chest. "As long as you want it," he groaned, "but remember,
you gotta fuck Mandy, too."

"Oh, horrors!" Sandra gasped as she kissed her way down Daniel's
neck and over his chest, her fingers rasping deliciously on his
flesh.

"Oh, fuck, I can't take it!" Daniel gasped, his cock swelling as
Mandy's soft tongue flicked and licked over it.

"Oh, well, perhaps we'll stop then," Mandy said, "come on,
Sandra, I gotta lot of vibrators." She leaped off the bed,
leaving Sandra giggling as she kissed her way down over Daniel's
hard stomach...

"No, maybe I'll let you stay," Daniel said dreamily, his cock
heaving up, getting harder by the second.

"Oh yeah?" Mandy laughed, appearing by the bed with a couple of
long, curving vibrators. She switched one on and worked it slowly
over her cuntal hair, heading for her pussy. "Here, Sandra, it's
good." She handed one to the giggling brunette and Sandra rolled
away from Daniel, spreading her thighs and turning the vibrator
on. Grinning wildly she eased the throbbing head over her clit,
gasping with delight as the purring sensations rushed out of her
pussy.

"Fuck, you're a pair of bitches!" Daniel yelled, grabbing his
cock and holding it tight as the passion surged through him.
"Come on, you owe me!"

"Oh, really?" Mandy chuckled, easing the head of the vibrator to
the tight hole of her cunt, "then how about you ask us real nice
to suck your cock? I mean, we got real good cocks here." She
gasped as she pushed several inches of the vibrator slid into her
steaming cunt. "Oohh, that's nice, can you do better?" She
giggled and grinned at Sandra.

Sandra purred with delight as she slid the head of the vibrator
slide into her steaming cunt, purring rubber worked over her
pussy walls, sending sparks of passion rushing out. She had a
feeling this was a game Mandy and Daniel often played and that
was fine with her. As long as she got what she wanted.

"You bitch!" Daniel yelled, his hand on his cock, gripping it
tight as he stared at the two women working the vibrators into
their cunts. "All right, please come and suck my cock!"

"Tell us we're the best," Mandy pouted, working the vibrator
deeper, groaning with lust as it rasped over her pussy walls.

"Uurrhh!" Daniel groaned, staring at Sandra who was sliding the
vibrator easily in and out of her demanding pussy on her
plentiful passion juices and his cum, "you know you are, bitch!
All right, you two are the best, the absolute best!" He groaned,
his eyes flicking between them, watching the rubber cocks sliding
in their cunts.

"Mmnn, whatdayathink, Sandra?" Mandy purred, moaning a little as
she slid the vibrator deep in her cunt. Her legs were spread, her
free hand held her little red slip-dress up around her waist and
her blonde cunt was pushing wantonly out at Daniel.

"Uurrohh!" Sandra gasped, sparks of passion erupting from her
cunt as the purring, pulsating rubber prick worked deep in her
cock-channel. "I think he has to promise to fuck us as much as we
want!" She groaned and came, her fingers blurring on her clit as
the vibrator churned in her cunt.

"You got it, come on, fucker, tell us!" Mandy gasped and started
rubbing her own pussy. Her red slip-dress fell down over her
hand, but Daniel could still watch her hot blonde cunt heaving
and pushing as she worked at it.

"Uurrhh, I'll get you!" Daniel growled, his hand working his cock
hard and slowly. "All right, I'll fuck you any way you want, both
of you! Any way you want!"

"Up my ass?" Mandy pouted, sliding the vibrator deep in her cunt.

"Up your ass if you want!" Daniel groaned, staring at his wife as
she brought herself off.

"You know I want!" Mandy gasped and gave a low scream as she
came, her hips rocking on the vibrator. "Oohh, that was nice!"

"Now, come on, suck my cock!" Daniel yelled, his throbbing rod
heaving in his hand.

"Well, all right," Mandy sighed and dropped back on the bed. She
eased the vibrator out of her cunt and moved her mouth up over
her husband's thighs again, kissing and licking her way towards
his cock.

Sandra couldn't take the vibrator out of her cunt yet, it was
making her feel too good. She rolled, holding it in with one hand
as she leaned closer, her mouth running down Daniel's hard
stomach. She groaned with lust as she kissed him, her mouth
dragging on his skin. Her lips touched the top of his cockhair
and the side of Mandy's face as the blonde worked her mouth over
the tip of his cock.

Daniel lay on the bed, groaning with lust, his cock heaving as
the two beautiful women worked on it. Sandra moved her mouth
down, touching Mandy's lips and the two of them licked at the
swelling cockhead, kissing and caressing it.

"Uurrhh!" Daniel gasped, his cock jerking up harder, thrusting at
the two mouths. He ran his hand over Sandra's ass, moved in and
held the vibrator, easing it in and out of her fuck-hole.
"Jessuuss! You two are killers, you know that?"

"Just as long as you leave me everything," Mandy purred and slid
her mouth over his cockhead, taking the now rigid pole into her
throat, her blonde hair all over his upper thighs. She gurgled
with lust as she deep-throated him, her neck bulging with the
massive fleshy rod.

Sandra giggled and licked at Daniel's balls, her ass heaving as
Daniel pushed the vibrator in and out of her hot cunt. Her pussy
was throbbing with excitement and endless, small rushing orgasms.
Her dark hair mingled with Mandy's locks as she moved up, kissed
Mandy's cheek, stroking the blonde's hair gently.

"Uurrhh!" Daniel moaned, his cock heaving up as hard as it had
been the moment he shot cum into Sandra's demanding cunt. He lay
back, his fingers sliding the vibrator around in Sandra's pussy,
his cock pulsating almost out of control.

"Come on, baby, let me," Sandra sighed, her lips close to Mandy's
ear.

Mandy gurgled and moaned, sliding her lips back up the long hard
shaft of her husband's cock, drooling every inch of the way. She
held his shaft, her devouring lips moving over his cockhead,
kissing and sucking at it.

"You got all his cum, not fair," Sandra whispered, her lips
moving in to take over from Mandy.

"Tough," Mandy giggled, kissing Sandra as the brunette moved her
lips over Daniel's dickhead. "You'll get yours."

"I'd better," Sandra moaned and worked her mouth down Daniel's
dick, taking it in, inch by inch.

"Uurrhh! Fuck!" Daniel yelled, his ass tightening and twitching
on the bed, "I'll come if you two go on like that!"

"No, you won't," Mandy snapped at him, "you'll take it all and
then fuck me, or else."

"Uurrhh!" he gasped, his hand pushing the vibrator harder into
Sandra's demanding pussy.

Sandra felt her throat opening to take the massive head of
Daniel's prick as she eased her head down. Her cunt throbbed and
pulsed with orgasms, soft pulsations that rocked through her,
surging and falling with the surge and retreat of the vibrator.
The purring rubber cockhead worked deep in her cunt and her
throat opened even wider with each thrust of the imitation dick.
Daniel's cock pushed deeper into her welcoming throat, his
massive shaft willing her mouth and sliding in, deeper every
moment. She moaned and rocked, her throat throbbing over the
thick male flesh sliding in and back, filling her throat. She
gave a last heave and her lips were in Daniel's cockhair, sucking
at his cockbase while her throat spasmed around his cockhead.

"Uurrhh!" he yelled and heaved up off the bed, his cock throbbing
wildly. But somehow he managed not to shoot, even when Sandra's
wicked mouth eased up and plunged down again, taking every inch
of his fuck-rod back in. "Lemme fuck you now, Mandy, or I'll
come!" he demanded.

Sandra sighed and slid her mouth back up the thick hard dick, her
throat throbbing, her lips tight around the warm flesh. She
moaned as she sucked his cockhead, moving over a little to let
Mandy's mouth join her's.

"Whatdaya think?" Mandy giggled, "you think he oughta fuck me
now?"

"Uuuhh!" Sandra gasped, her pussy erupting with pleasure at the
thrust of the vibrator, "yeah, maybe, yeah!" Her mouth dragged
slowly over the stiff flesh of Daniel's cock, her wicked little
tongue caressing every inch she could get hold of.

"Hey, honey, will you help me?" Mandy whispered.

"Sure, anything," Sandra sighed, her lips moving over Daniel's
cock and Mandy's sucking mouth.

"Will you fuck me with the vibrator while Daniel fucks my ass? I
love having a cock up the ass."

"Oohh!" Sandra sighed, her pussy spasming. "As long as I can keep
this one up me!"

"You gotta deal!" Mandy gasped and pulled away from Daniel's
dick. She grabbed her vibrator and turned it on again, shoving it
right into her demanding, hot cunt in one heave.

As Mandy knelt on the bed, moaning and shoving the vibrator in
and out of her pussy, Sandra reached up and pulled at the red
slip-dress.

"I wanna see your tits," she whispered heaving the crumpled silk
garment up over Mandy's wonderful breasts. Mandy moaned and took
one hand after the other away from the vibrator as Sandra
insisted on pulling the slip over her head and off. "Fuck, lady,
you got the best pair I ever saw!" Sandra giggled, leaning in and
kissing the soft heaving flesh. "Oohh, baby, we gotta have some
time together without men, you know that?"

"You gotta deal!" Mandy whispered, leaning forward, covering
Sandra as she leaned down and they kissed. Their twin sets of
tits pressed into each other as Mandy spread her thighs around
Sandra's and thrust her ass back up.

Sandra felt the tingling sensations of fresh arousal rushing
through her as she reached down and took hold of both vibrators,
working them into Mandy's and her own ravenous cunts. Her mouth
clung to Mandy's as they kissed and moaned together, Sandra's
hands between their thighs, holding the vibrators as they both
rocked and jerked in their passion.

Daniel squirted cream over Mandy's ass, running it down into the
wide crack, rubbing it into her warm skin. Many moaned and kissed
Sandra more passionately, her ass trembling as Daniel's fingers
moved after the cream, sliding down to the tight crinkled
entrance of her back hole.

"Yeaahh!" Daniel growled as he rubbed the cream into Mandy's ass,
pushing his finger at the tight entrance. "Come on, you know you
love it."

"Oohh!" Mandy sighed, kissing Sandra, her ass heaving as her
husband's finger worked into her back-passage. "Oohh, I love cock
up the ass, come on, fucker, fill me up!"

Daniel grinned, pushed his finger in a little deeper, working the
cream over Mandy's ass walls, while he creamed up his cock with
his other hand. "You ready baby?"

"Yeahh, come on, ass-fuck me!" Mandy moaned, her mouth sliding
over Sandra's lips as the two of them kissed and clung together.

Sandra reached up and felt the heaving shaft of Daniel's rod as
it slid into Mandy's ass crack. She ran her fingers over Mandy's
throbbing asshole, feeling the blonde's ass muscles clench and
relax as she moaned with surging lust. Daniel's cockhead and
Sandra's fingers touched Mandy's anal entrance together and Mandy
gave a sobbing groan of passion, gripping Sandra hard, her tits
pressed into the top of Sandra's little white slip that had
somehow survived the night's passion.

Daniel pushed and his cock slid effortlessly into his wife's ass,
several inches of it pushing into the tight hole. He flung his
head back and roared with lust, gripping Mandy's thighs as he
heaved.

"Uurrhh!" Mandy screamed, heaving violently as Daniel's cock slid
into her ass and rubbed against the vibrator in her cunt. Her
twin passages were both getting filled with thick rods and the
spasms of pleasure rushed out all over her. She heaved, pushing
the vibrator deeper as Sandra held it tight in her cunt.

Daniel growled and thrust and his cock slammed harder into
Mandy's ass, filling her guts with hard cock-meat. "Sheeet, that
fuckin' vibrator feels good!" he gasped. He heaved back, his cock
sliding almost the whole way out of is wife's ass before he
slammed it in again, ramming the whole of his meat into her
throbbing anal passage.

Sandra felt the vibrator heave as Daniel's cock rammed into
Mandy's ass. She held the rubber dick in Mandy's cunt as the
blonde screamed with lust, and worked the other vibrator in her
own demanding cunt. Her lips opened and ran over Mandy's mouth as
Mandy moaned and gurgled, heaving her ass back for the hard
invasion of the two cocks.

"Oohh, yeah, it's so good!" Mandy gasped, kissing Sandra as the
two cocks worked in her body, sliding out, rubbing against each
other through the thin membrane that separated them. Then the
twin rod slammed in again, filling her to the brim, making her
scream in helpless lust. "Oohh, shit, it was never this good
before!" She thrust and heaved back, her cunt and ass throbbing
and pulsating with raging lust. "Come on, I'm gonna come!" she
wailed.

Sandra almost forgot to fuck herself with the vibrator as Mandy's
surging passion washed over them both. The blonde was out of her
mind with lust, screaming and wailing as her twin holes were
filled with stiff dicks. Heaving and plunging, Mandy almost
jerked right off Sandra's body in her raging lust. Sandra held
on, gasping with excitement, her fingers gripping the vibrators
tight, making sure they were both rammed in as far as they would
go. She felt Daniel's cock slamming in and out, rubbing deep in
Sandra's ass, caressing the purring vibrator in Mandy's cunt.

"Uurrrhh, fuck me, fuck meee!" Mandy screamed, gasping as she
climaxed, her whole body on fire. The two cocks slammed in and
out of her ass and cunt, working together, driving her out of her
mind. She shuddered, her ass and pussy sucking at the dicks, her
mouth sobbing in raging desire as her lips ran over Sandra's
mouth. "Oouuhh, God!"

Mandy's blonde hair brushed over Sandra's face as the three of
them heaved on the bed, their desire surging together. Sandra
rammed the vibrator deep in her own spasming cunt, her mouth
kissing and biting at Mandy's lips as she fucked the blonde with
the other rubber cock.

"Jesus, I can't hold out, bitch, you're gonna get an ass full!"
Daniel yelled, gripping Mandy's ass as he fucked the shivering
hole. His cock speeded up until it was blurring in and out
between Mandy's ass cheeks, slamming deep into her spasming ass.
The cum burst in his balls, rushing out and up his heaving shaft.
"Heeeer it comes!" he bellowed.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Mandy screamed, heaving and jerking as Daniel's
cock surged deep in her ass and the vibrator purred over her
sucking cuntal walls. She clasped Sandra harder, rubbing her tits
into the brunette's soft mounds, moaning and screaming as the
climaxes rocked her. She spasmed, thrust back as Daniel roared
and pumped the first jet of his cum into her ass.

"Fuuuck!" Daniel yelled, jerking his hips at Mandy's ass as hot
streams of jism poured out of his cock and splattered into
Mandy's anal passage. He roared with release, his cock heaving
and pumping spunk, his balls aching as they jetted the hot juices
out. He gripped his wife's ass cheeks, slamming his cock into her
ass as deep as it would go in his raging passion.

"Uurrhh! Fill me up!" Mandy screamed, coming wildly, her twin
holes spasming out of control. She pumped back at Daniel, taking
hot splatters of cum in her ass, his heaving, throbbing cock
setting endless spasms of lust rushing through her body. Daniel
gave a final roar, slammed his cock into her ass to the hilt and
held it there. Mandy's bubbling scream burst out of her lips and
rushed her over the peak of her come. She hung on the twin cocks,
her body pulsating as she came down, gasping and moaning in
satisfaction.

Sandra knew Mandy was over the top and slowly eased the vibrator
out of the blonde's cunt, still working it in and out as she slid
it back, keeping the soft caresses going on Mandy's throbbing
flesh. Daniel groaned with release as his cock oozed cum into
Mandy's ass and he held her tightly, working his rod in her tight
anal hole, letting all his juices run out.

"Oohh, baby, that was incredible!" Mandy moaned, flopping down
over Sandra, her body wet with sweat, her tits heaving against
Sandra.

"You gotta give me that soon," Sandra whispered.

Mandy chuckled and then gasped as Daniel pulled his cock out of
her ass. "If you want it that good, you're gonna have to come
back," she murmured, "I don't think even the three of us can get
that heat working again tonight."

Daniel flopped down on the bed, his eyes half glazed. "I wanna
bath," he gasped, "anybody joining me in the whirlpool?"

"Mmnn, sounds good," Sandra sighed. She lay there, cuddling Mandy
as Daniel got the whirlpool ready, thinking that things couldn't
possibly be going any better. She was very suspicious of that,
things never went that well; and she was right. Things were about
to get much nastier.

CHAPTER SEVEN

The next morning, at about eleven o'clock, a message arrived on
Sandra's desk. She looked up, but the secretary was already
rushing away. The note was in a long formal white envelope. She
looked around, but nobody else seemed to notice as she opened it.

Would you please join me for lunch in my office at noon, the note
read. Underneath it was simply signed, W. Moulton, CEO.

Sandra couldn't believe her luck. The very man she was after was
asking her to lunch. She was more than glad she always dressed
for these occasions, but she hurried out to the bathroom to make
sure her face was as alluring as it could be. The suit she wore
was lighter than the charcoal gray one she'd seduced Michael in,
but it was cut in a very similar manner and she made sure her
stockings were straight and her underwear just right. She pulled
the suit jacket down, took a long look at herself in the mirror
and headed for the elevator.

She had never been to the top floor before, but the receptionist
directed her and she was pacing across the thick carpet when she
saw Daniel. He grinned at her and winked, so she was sure he had
something to do with it. She'd always known it wasn't who you
knew, but who you fuck that counts and gave him a grin back.

"Oh, yes, Sandra Harte?" Moulton's secretary said. She looked
Sandra up and down, her eyes hard. She was probably in her early
thirties, Sandra thought, a good looking, strong, almost cruel
face. Her platinum blonde hair fell half way down her back and
her fawn eyes were rimmed with mascara, giving her a blatantly
sexual look. Her mouth was wide and red, her nose straight. "Go
in," she said as she clicked the intercom off.

Sandra opened the door into a vast office with a view over the
city. She hadn't expected anything less, so the luxury didn't
impress her. The desk was vast and Moulton remained seated as she
walked over, his eyes running all over her. Sandra made sure she
walked with her usual seductive strut, but something was already
making her uncomfortable. She reached the desk and he stayed in
his chair, still blatantly looking over her body, waiting for her
to break and say something.

So Sandra stayed silent and looked him over. Wayne Moulton was in
his fifties, she reckoned, and very well-preserved. Nights in the
gym were written all over his still muscular body. His salt and
pepper hair was immaculate, as was the suit he wore. But there
was something objectionable in his weak chinned, unlined face;
Sandra wasn't sure what it was. It was the face of a man who
didn't know how to use power, that was her first impression. As
if he could get drunk on it very fast. That might help her, she
decided.

"I've had some interesting reports on you," Moulton said without
warning, leaning back in his chair.

"Good, I hope," Sandra said, but he didn't reply. It was done to
make her more uncertain but all it did was annoy her. He was
obviously one of those men who enjoyed putting people down, which
fitted with her feeling that he was basically weak.

"Your work is very good," he said, tapping a file, "you obviously
understand the software."

This time Sandra didn't answer and he shifted, a little uneasy
himself.

"Daniel says you have other attributes too," he said, "one's that
might be useful in our..." He smiled slightly. "... in our social
areas."

"I see," Sandra said softly and waited.

"Our social functions," Moulton said, leaning even further back
in the chair, "are not purely social, if you understand me. We
hold them to impress our clients and give them a weekend's
enjoyment. You understand?"

"I think so," Sandra said, leaning in on the desk a little.

"We keep the weekends to staff only, that way we have a greater
sense of loyalty, you understand?"

"Of course," Sandra said, wondering how much pressure was put on
a pretty secretary for example to attend and keep her job.

"Everything that goes on at these weekends is strictly private,
nothing is ever said to anybody outside, you understand?"

"Of course," Sandra said, beginning to enjoy herself. Apart from
anything else, Moulton was running a great risk doing business
this way. He was leaving himself open to the very pressures that
she intended to bring on him. Blackmail if she had to.

"I screen everybody myself," Moulton said and Sandra could see
that his cock shifted in his pants and started to get hard. "I
bet you do," she thought. "Of course," she said.

"My secretary, Brenda, checks out the men, of course," Sandra
simpered with him at his little joke. "Lunch?" Moulton said and
Sandra started as the door opened and Brenda wheeled a cart in.

The secretary left the cart close to the desk and left, giving
Sandra a knowing, rather nasty glance.

"I'll have the salmon and the wine," Moulton said, picking up his
files.

Sandra snarled inwardly. The man was humiliating her before he
fucked her. Ripping him off was suddenly becoming a pleasure more
than a job. "Sure," she said lightly and got him what he wanted.

He nodded without looking up as she put it on the desk in front
of him. "Take your suit off," he said.

It was all Sandra could do not to slap him across the face and
walk out. But the software was more important and she'd suffered
worse humiliations than this to succeed. "Sure," she purred and
paced round to the front of the desk. "I like to take my time,"
she went on, sliding her jacket slowly down her arms.

He nodded again and tried not to look up, but couldn't make it.
His eyes roamed over Sandra's luscious figure, focusing
particularly on her tits as they thrust against the white of her
blouse. Sandra took the jacket off and put it over a chair before
she reached for the belt of her suit skirt.

Moulton tried very hard, but his eyes flicked up again and again
as Sandra slid her belt open and unzipped the back of the skirt,
her fingers moving slowly and surely. She held the skirt and let
it drop inch by inch, revealing the grey of her slip as it moved
down over her swelling ass. Moulton's eyes flickered up and down,
his concentration on his work dropping with each revelation. So
Sandra upped the ante a little, spreading her thighs further and
pouting as the skirt cleared the hem of her slip and started to
show the wonderful curves of her legs. She made sure the slip
worked up enough to show her stocking tops and let the skirt drop
to her feet. Watching him all the time she stepped out of it,
flicked it up with the toe of her high heel and tossed it over
the chair.

"And my blouse?" she teased, playing with the top button.

"Yes," he said, his voice rasping.

Subtly Sandra ran her fingers over the slip, pushing it into her
pussy mound as she opened the buttons of her blouse. She rubbed
around her cunt softly, pouting at him the whole time. The
buttons of her blouse came open one by one, showing the lacy top
of her grey slip, and the outline of her quarter cup bra beneath.
Moulton still tried to concentrate on his work, but it was
getting impossible. He gurgled a little and put his eyes down,
determined to hold out.

Sandra slipped her blouse off and tossed it away, her fingers
still running over her pussy through the flimsy material of the
slip and her tight panties beneath. She walked slowly up to the
desk. "Anything else you want for lunch?" she asked.

"No, get yourself something," he growled, his eyes fixed on the
papers in front of him.

"Sure," Sandra said lightly and strolled round to the cart,
flicking the hem of her slip provocatively as she did. She took
some of the salmon and the wine and sat down in the chair, making
sure he had a great view of her legs.

After a couple of drinks of the wine, Sandra started to feel
easier. She didn't care so much that Moulton was out to humiliate
her. However long it took she would take him, just for the
satisfaction. She took great pleasure in watching him eat and try
to read, his eyes running desperately over her body the whole
time. She pouted whenever she caught him and crossed her legs a
lot, showing him hints of her inner thighs.

Finally, he growled and pushed the remains of the food away.
"Come here," he said.

Very slowly, Sandra got up and put her food on the cart before
she strolled slowly over, her legs pacing, her tits thrusting out
against the material of her slip. "Yes?" she asked, standing over
him, her ass swaying a little.

"Are you interested in becoming part of our company?" he asked.

"Of course I am, it's just that I don't have a contract yet,"
Sandra said, sneering a little at him.

"Oh, we can arrange that." Moulton leaned back again and stared
openly at Sandra's body. "I meant, are you interested in becoming
one of our, our inner group?"

He was almost sweating he was so hot for her. Sandra was pissed
enough, but she was also far too good at her job to let that get
in her way. "Of course," she whispered, "and I understand that I
have to be real special to get in. I mean," she went on, playing
with her pussy through her slip, "I won't say a word to anybody
if you let me in, honest." She pouted again and slid her slip hem
up until it was almost at her pussy.

He growled with lust, staring at her creamy thighs and the lacy
suspenders running over them.

"You think it'll help you in the company?" he asked.

"I hope so," Sandra breathed, her fingers pushing harder into her
pussy.

"It might," he gasped and shifted to ease his painfully swollen
cock. "Go on, masturbate for me, bring yourself off, right
there!"

"Oohh!" Sandra sighed, thinking what a jerk he was, "you want me
to be a bad girl for you?" She pouted harder, her fingers easing
her slip up as she rubbed her pussy.

"Yeah!" he gasped, "you be a real bad girl, just for me!" He
leaned back in the chair, the front of his pants swollen out with
his cock.

"You just watch how bad I can be," Sandra purred, as she eased
the lacy hem of her slip up over her pussy to her waist. She slid
her other hand down over her panties, showing him her lacy
suspender belt and straps as well as her tight briefs. She slid a
finger into the crack of her pussy, sliding it on her juices.
Moulton might be a jerk, but Sandra could always get herself
aroused. She rubbed her cunt through the thin material, her ass
heaving a little as she watched Moulton's growing arousal. "Bad
enough for you?" she purred, "you like to watch me rub my pussy
through my panties?"

"Yea, sure do!" he gurgled and his hand went down helplessly to
his cock, rubbing it through his pants.

"They say you're the top in software," Sandra whispered, her
pussy tingling as she rubbed it gently through her panties. She
spread her thighs wider on the carpet and thrust her cunt out at
him, so that he could see the dark mound of her pussy hair
through her panties. "I bet you fuck as well as you program."

She'd said something wrong. Moulton flinched in the chair, his
eyes going hard. So Sandra doubled her efforts, sliding her other
hand up over her tits, keeping her slip up as she thought back
desperately. Jack had said something about Moulton being strange,
but he didn't know what it was. She had to find out.

"You just do as you're told!" Moulton snarled.

"Sure, baby," Sandra purred, jerking her hips at him, trying to
get the atmosphere back to should be. "Anything you want, I wanna
be part of your weekends, they sound so good!" She moaned and
rubbed her pussy harder, driving the sensations back into
herself.

"Then don't ask questions!" Moulton snapped as he unzipped his
pants.

"Oh yes!" Sandra sighed as he reached in and took his cock out.
It was a good cock, eight or so inches of thick hard meat but she
wasn't at all sure what he was doing.

"You like to watch?" Moulton growled, rubbing his dick, his eyes
running all over her body.

"So that's it!" Sandra thought with relief. It was going to be
very simple. "Oh, you bet, honey, I love to watch, love to watch
great big cocks, oohh, yesss!" She moaned and dug her fingers
into her cunt. All the feeling was coming back, tingles of lust
burst out of her pussy as her fingers rubbed deep into her
panties.

"Good!" he growled, "show me how you come!" his hand worked
harder on his cock, jerking up and down the thick rod while he
stared shamelessly at Sandra.

"Oohh, yeah, you wanna see me come?" Sandra moaned, her pussy
jerking as she rubbed it, "oohh, I'll show you how I come, honey,
just you watch!" She gasped with lust, rubbing her cunt, watching
him carefully. The sparks of passion burst in her cunt, rushing
through her, sending more rushes of hot juices into her panties.
She moaned, letting herself go, rubbing the surges of climax into
her cunt.

"Yeahhh!" he breathed, watching her like a hawk, his hand working
hard on his cock. His eyes ran over the swaying figure of the
delicious brunette, taking in her tits as they pushed and heaved
inside the slip, the outline of her bra straining with each
movement. Sandra had her slip up over her waist, so her panties
were showing fully, the low top revealing the dark hair at the
edge of her pussy mound. Her wide spread thighs trembled in the
dark stockings as she rushed up close to orgasm and she rocked
back against the desk, her high heels digging hard into the
carpet.

"Ooohh, fuck, I'm coming, I'm coming!" she moaned, her fingers
blurring on her pussy, sliding on her wet panties. She gasped,
her ass jerking on the desk edge. "Tell me what I have to do at
these weekends," she moaned, "will I have to fuck a lot of men?"

"You do what I tell you!" he snarled, his hand working harder on
his cock.

"Would you like to watch me fuck?" Sandra whispered, spasms of
orgasms rushing out of her cunt. "Yeahhh!" she gasped as he
rumbled and heaved in his chair, his hand speeding up on his
dick. "I bet you'd love to watch me fuck another man, right?
Watch me take his cock in my mouth and swallow it. I can do that,
you know, I can take a cock right down my throat."

"I know, I know!" he gurgled, his hand blurring on his cock.

"Oh, yes, of course, Daniel told you," Sandra whispered, her
fingers keeping the spasms of lust pouring out of her clit as she
rubbed it. "Would you like to watch me fuck him and Mandy? Hey,
yeah, you'd love to watch me fuck her, right? Suck her pussy
while he fucks me? Yeah? Oohh, yeah you would, right?" She pushed
with her frantic fingers, digging them hard at her cunt, rubbing
the climaxes through her body. Her legs shook as she came, her
soaked panties pushing out at him.

"Uuurrhh!" Moulton roared, his hand working his cock so hard
Sandra thought he might rip it off. "You'll fuck everybody I tell
you do, got that?"

"Yeasss!" Sandra hissed, easing her panties aside and letting him
see the red gash of her cunt as she rubbed it.

"You do that and you might get in, you just might!" he yelled,
"oohh, yeah, you just might!" His hand jerked and he heaved in
the chair as the cum rushed out of his balls.

Sandra wondered what to do for a split second. She should just
spread her pussy for him and let him watch it as he shot, but she
was pretty sure she could handle him and make her mark better
than most of the women he'd put in this situation. As he roared
helplessly in the chair, his hand gripping his dick, rubbing it
frantically while he stared at her, Sandra pushed herself off the
desk. She spread her legs really wide and bent at the waist, her
mouth pushing down to the jerking tip of his cock.

"Who told you to?... aaahhh!" Moulton bellowed as a stream of cum
gushed out of his cock. He gripped his shaft tight, staring at
Sandra as she ran her tongue over his cockhead.

Knowing how Moulton was, Sandra didn't take his cock in as the
gushes of cum burst out of it. She let the white goo splatter
over her lips and licked it into her mouth as she stared up at
him, making sure he had a good view.

"Uurrhh!" he roared, staring at Sandra's mouth as she licked up
another burst of his spunk, her tongue flicking over his
cockhead. He saw her tits thrusting at him, almost out of her bra
as she licked up his juice, letting more of it pour over her
mouth. His hand worked on his cock, jerking more hot white jism
out of his tiny slit and into Sandra's sucking mouth. He groaned
with passion, his cock throbbing as it unloaded, his shaft
slicked with his cum.

Sandra bobbed down a little and worked her lips over Moulton's
cockhead, taking it in as the stream of cum slowed. He groaned
and leaned back; she sank her mouth over the jerking head of his
dick, taking the oozing cum in. Then she eased back up and licked
her way down, over his shaft, taking up the cum that was running
down and over her fingers. He groaned, shrinking back a little,
but unable to resist Sandra as she licked his hand clean of his
own cum and went back up his still hard shaft, cleaning the last
of the jism that still oozed from his cock.

"Let me show you," Sandra whispered and worked her mouth back
over his cockhead. She eased her mouth down, sliding his cock
into her throat as he stared at her.

"Shit!" he gasped and took his hand away. He didn't wave as she
swallowed his cock, taking it in until her lips were on his
pants. She gurgled, bobbed a little and then eased back up,
making sure she'd got all the cum. One final lick of his dick and
she stood up again, leaning back against the desk.

"Don't tell me that wasn't as good as jerking off," she purred,
easing her slip back down over her pussy.

"Don't disobey me again," he growled, but there was no conviction
in his voice and his cock jerked as he said it.

"Sure, baby, but I can't let cum go to waste, can I?" Sandra
giggled. "Is that the end of lunch? I think I got the best of
it." She giggled again and moved her stockings straight.

"Not yet," Moulton said. "I wanna be real sure of one thing." He
pressed the intercom. "Brenda, will you come in?"

CHAPTER EIGHT

Brenda came in, her eyes now mocking rather than hooded. She
glanced at the half naked Sandra and then at Moulton. "Yes?" she
smiled knowingly.

"Check her out," Moulton said, picking up more papers from his
desk and looking as if he was going to read them. The pretense
didn't last long. As Brenda's fingers went to the zipper of her
dress he put the work down, leaned back in his chair and gently
worked his cock.

Sandra was seething with suppressed rage as she waited. Her
determination to steal everything she could from Moulton was
growing by the moment. But she didn't let any of that show on the
surface. In fact she managed to look aroused as Brenda stripped.

Brenda didn't take long about it. She slid her dress off,
revealing fully the red stockings that ended only just below her
pussy, her matching red panties and bra and nothing else. Soon
the bra was gone, and her two small, thrusting tits emerged. Then
the panties and the blonde secretary leaned over Moulton's desk,
her eyes on him, her face set. She took one hand and slowly swept
the whole top of his desk clean, pushing papers, trays and even
the telephone onto the carpet. He ignored it all, preferring to
watch his secretary's young hard body.

Brenda swung onto his desk, leaned back on her elbows and spread
her thighs. "Come and fuck me," she hissed.

Sandra simpered a little and acted uncertain as she paced towards
the sneering blonde. Brenda's pussy hair was so blonde that her
cuntal mound seemed almost naked and Sandra could see the lips of
her pussy clearly as she caressed them, pouting at the inwardly
raging brunette.

Sandra stood over the desk, making sure Moulton had the best
possible view of her body in the grey slip and stockings. She
slid her fingers over Brenda's tits, tracing over the swelling
flesh to the tight little nipples. Brenda leaned back on her
elbows, her face alight with a nasty glee. She obviously loved
humiliating Moulton's girls.

"You like my body?" she murmured.

A thousand equally nasty remarks flashed through Sandra's mind,
but she held her tongue, tracing a finger up the line of Brenda's
bikini tan line. "Don't know yet," she purred, "I don't know how
well it works."

Behind her Moulton gave a low gurgle of lust and his hand
tightened on his cock. Sandra turned to him and posed. "You want
to see more of me?" she teased, sliding her fingers over the
front of her slip, drawing it up to her wet panty crotch.

"No!" he growled, "and I thought I told you not to talk unless I
talk to you." But his eyes ran all over her body and his hand
speeded up on his cock that was already getting harder.

"Sure," she pouted and turned back to Brenda. She leaned down and
brought her mouth close to the heaving swell of Brenda's tight
young tits. She flicked her tongue out over Brenda's nipple and
was gratified by the low gasp of arousal the blonde made. She
breathed softly, sliding her mouth down and taking Brenda's
nipple between her teeth, licking the hard bud as she sawed her
mouth back and forth. She spread her legs, thrusting her ass at
Moulton, making sure he got the perfect view of her wonderful
curves. Just to make sure he got the point, she eased her slip up
over her ass and slipped one hand into her panties, rubbing her
clit gently as she kissed and licked at Brenda's nipple.

"Ouuhh!" Brenda gasped, leaning slowly back on the desk, her legs
up and spread, her fingers playing in Sandra's hair. "Not bad,
bitch, do it good for me, I like having my tits sucked." She
growled and gripped Sandra's hair, holding the brunette to her
nipples as she gasped in arousal at the expert sucking.

Sandra wanted to bite really hard, give Brenda something to think
about, but she had the secrets to get and she was so close now.
She moaned a little worked her pussy back into real excitement
and moved her mouth to Brenda's other tit, licking over the warm
flesh back towards Brenda's nipple once more.

"Mmnn!" Brenda sighed, her fingers still in Sandra's hair, "you
do it good, bitch, you might be good at one of our parties. Now
rub my pussy, not yours."

"Oh yes," Sandra murmured and eased her fingers out of her own
hot panties and slid them over the flat plane of Brenda's
stomach. The downy fluff of Brenda's cuntal hair hardly brushed
her fingers as she worked down, over the swelling lips of the
blonde's pussy.

"Oohh, yes!" Brenda sighed as Sandra's fingers slid into the wet
crack of her cunt. "Work my clit, bitch, you know how to do it."

Sandra's fingers slid on Brenda's freely flowing cuntal juices as
she rubbed on the hard, heaving clit bud. Brenda moaned with lust
and Sandra was determined to bring her off as soon as possible.
She could feel Moulton's eyes boring into her as she nibbled on
Brenda's nipple and churned her fingers around, working deeper
into Brenda's cuntal crack with each movement. She brushed across
the tight entrance to Brenda's cunt and the blonde heaved
suddenly, giving a groan of lust. Her fingers tightened in
Sandra's hair and she gasped, her back bowed off the desk.

"Yaaahh! Bitch, bitch!" she screamed and came, jerking on the
desk, her blonde pussy running juices all over Sandra's fingers,
"do it to me, make me come harder! Uurrhh!"

Sandra's fingers blurred on Brenda's cunt while she licked at the
tight, crinkled nipple in her mouth. She matched each twist of
her fingers and mouth to the frantic demands of the horny blonde,
sending Sandra higher with each clit rub. She kept her thighs
wide open, letting Moulton get his fill of her body, rolling her
ass at him the whole time.

"Aahh! Yesssss!" Mandy screamed and gasped as she peaked and
jerked on the desk, her pussy juices all over Sandra's fingers.
"Fuck it, not bad, cunt! Oohh!" She gave a great sigh and
collapsed across the desk. "Shit, now let's see if you can suck
it that well."

"Sure," Sandra purred, thinking she would take as much delight in
ripping Brenda off as Moulton. Brenda spread her thighs wide and
lifted her legs. They were good legs too, particularly in the red
stockings. As she bent down and caressed the inside of Brenda's
knee a thought occurred to Sandra. Why hadn't Mandy warned her of
this? She must have gone through something like this. It made
Sandra feel very different about the young blonde, but nothing
showed on her face. She eased her fingers up Brenda's thigh,
playing with the soft, firm flesh. "You like having your pussy
sucked?" she purred, making sure Moulton saw her hand running
over the tight mound of Sandra's cunt.

"Yeah," Brenda sneered, "I like having little sluts suck my
cunt." Her upper lip twisted and she jerked her cunt at Sandra.
"You may be good, cunt, but you ain't through yet."

Sandra kept her temper and bent down, spreading her thighs again,
showing Moulton how willing she was. Her soft lips moved over the
tops of Brenda's stockings, kissing them as she moved over and
up, towards the spread lips of Brenda's cunt. She spread Brenda's
thighs wider, moving her mouth over the swollen, puffy pussy lips
and tasting the dewy juices that clung to the soft blonde hair.

"Mmnn, good!" Brenda purred, relaxing back on the desk top, her
small tits heaving as she got excited all over again. She ran her
hands over her tits, squeezing them as she turned and pouted at
Moulton. "Enjoying, sir?" she murmured.

He grinned, "you bet." His hand worked at his cock harder,
rubbing the now hard shaft as he eyed the two women.

"Don't get too excited, sir," Brenda whispered, "you know how you
love to finish." She gave a low guttural moan and thrust her
pussy harder at Sandra's mouth.

"Don't worry," he growled, "I never missed yet."

Brenda giggled and twisted her nipples, groaning in rising
excitement.

Sandra licked the hot gash of Brenda's pussy, running her tongue
the length from the tip to the tight entrance of Brenda's
fuck-hole. Brenda groaned louder and jerked, her pussy throbbing
with excitement, her thighs pushing at Brenda's hands. Sandra
teased the blonde, licking softly, sliding her tongue over the
throbbing inner lips, licking in wicked, sharp flicks. Brenda
groaned harder, heaving, grabbing for Sandra's head and trying to
get her to suck deeper. But Sandra held back, she knew exactly
how to drive Brenda crazy. She sucked the tip of the blonde's
clit into her mouth and flicked it with her tongue, then pulled
back, sliding her tongue down the open crack, licking Brenda's
cuntal opening.

"Uurrhh, suck me off, bitch!" Brenda gurgled, grabbing at
Sandra's head, but unable to make the sultry brunette suck any
harder. "Suck me off!" She gasped and heaved, her pussy jerking
at Sandra's mouth.

But Sandra still held Brenda away, letting her tongue do the
work, brushing over Brenda's cunt so gently the blonde started
screaming with lust, jerking harder and moaning with desire. She
pushed Brenda's thighs wider, flicked her tongue over Brenda's
inner pussy lips, stayed on her clit just long enough to get a
scream of rising lust from the blonde, then pulled back, her lips
easing over the throbbing red flesh.

"You bitch! Bitch!" Brenda screamed, grabbing Sandra's hair even
harder, "Suck my cunt good, you bitch!"

"Not until you tell Mr. Moulton how good I am," Sandra purred,
her breath whispering over Brenda's desperate cuntal flesh.

"You suck me first and then I'll let him know!" Brenda snarled,
her pussy heaving at Sandra's mouth.

"No deal!" Sandra hissed, grinning at her tormentor, knowing now
she could get what she wanted from Brenda. "Now, you tell him and
I'll blow you better than Mandy did, remember that?"

Brenda hissed and glared at Sandra, her pussy dripping with lust,
her fingers twisting her nipples hard. "She was better than you,
cunt," she snarled.

"Well, I'll just go, then," Sandra said and stood up.

"No, get your mouth back down there!" Moulton snarled, his hand
rubbing at his raging hard cock.

"Oh, really?" Sandra purred, sliding over to him, her fingers
playing with the front of her slip, pushing the grey material
into her cunt, "Is that an order, sir?" She gasped and spread her
thighs, pulling her slip up until he could see her fingers on her
cunt once more.

"Yeah," he snarled, "that's an order!"

Sandra saw his cock swell even harder as he said that and she
knew she had him if she played it right. "Well, then, just for
you, sir," she purred and bent down, sliding her mouth back over
the open gash of Brenda's cunt.

"Uuurrhh!" Brenda gasped, her ass jerking up off the desk in the
sudden surge of lust. Her pussy twitched and she heaved harder,
her back off the desk, her body balanced on her heels and
shoulders. "Now, suck me good, bitch!" she snarled.

Sandra had played the scene enough and she moaned as if giving
in. Her mouth surrounded the wet spread of Brenda's cunt and she
sucked it all in, rolling her tongue over it, nibbling at the hot
flesh as she brought Brenda to the brink of climax in seconds.

"Yuurrhh!" Brenda moaned, her back bowed, her pussy heaving
inside Sandra's sucking lips. "Yeah, bring me off, fuck, she's
good if she wants to be!" She gave a great sigh and her body
tightened until it was as rigid as a drawn bow. "Suuuck me!" she
gasped.

Moulton stood up, close to the coupled women, his hand on his
cock, rubbing it hard as he watched. His eyes were glazed as he
worked his dick and they flickered around the two bodies as if
trying to take it all in and failing. But his lust climbed
steadily as Brenda gave a bubbling scream and came hard, her body
throbbing with each explosion of passion in her pussy.

"Uurrhh, fuck, suck me!" she wailed, her head tossing wildly in
her erupting climaxes. But her tight blonde hair stayed tightly
drawn back and not a drop of sweat broke out on her perfectly
muscled body. She gasped and leaned back, her pussy deep between
Sandra's lips, her thighs spread as wide as they would go. "Do
it, do it, aahh!" she gasped, thrusting at Sandra's mouth,
climaxes going off in her guts with each pulse of Sandra's
sucking.

Sandra held the bitch's cunt in her mouth, driving her to every
peak of lust she wanted. She pushed harder, her lips around
Brenda's pussy lips, her tongue probing into the tight hole of
Brenda's cunt, setting off another shrieking orgasm. Then she
drew her mouth back a little, sucking as hard as she could,
drawing out y's pussy flesh as she did.

"Aahh, fuck!" Brenda shrieked as her cuntal flesh stretched out
in Sandra's mouth. "Jesus, fuck!" She heaved and jerked, her ass
heaving off the desk top again, her cunt throbbing with passion.

Sandra sucked Brenda's clit out as far as it would go, then sank
her head back down, running her mouth all over the wet flesh,
sucking it deep as Brenda screamed and bubbled her way to the top
of her climax and then crashed over, gasping and heaving as she
came down. She held Sandra's mouth to her cunt, running it over
her still throbbing flesh as she came down, making Sandra suck
her cunt until the final twitches of her orgasm had gone.

Sandra finally pulled her mouth away from Brenda's cunt and wiped
her mouth with her hand. Her lips were sore, her jaw ached, but
she knew she was in. She grinned nastily at Brenda, but there
were more shocks in store for the brunette.

"Ready, sir?" Brenda murmured, her eyes on Moulton's jerking
cock.

"Nearly, yeah, nearly!" he gasped, his hand blurring on his dick.

"Maybe This'll help, sir," Brenda breathed as she turned over and
slid up onto her hands and knees. "Remember my ass, sir?" She
waved her tight buns in his face as he groaned and rubbed his
streaming dick.

Sandra didn't know exactly what was going on, but she had a good
idea. She grinned cynically as she watched Moulton's hand rubbing
in a frenzy up and down the stiff rod of his cock. His dickhead
bobbed inches from Brenda's ass and she purred with delight,
thrusting it at him, her creamy white flesh sliding around as she
waited.

"Yaaahh!" Moulton roared suddenly. He jerked, a stream of cum
burst out of his cock and splattered into Brenda's twin, tight,
small ass cheeks. "Yuurrhh!" He groaned and rubbed his cock hard,
cum surging out of his cock, gushing over Brenda's heaving ass.
"Wow, yeah, yeah!" He stared as he shot, his cum running down
Brenda's skin, splattering all over her tight ass cheeks. "Shit,
fuck, what an ass!" He gave a final moan and his cock shot the
last wad out, all over the mass of white goo already running all
over Brenda's twin buns. "Shit, that was good!" he gasped, "now,
lick it off!"

Sandra gasped. That was something she hadn't expected. The cum
was all over Brenda's ass, even running into the crack between
her cheeks. But she was so close, she wasn't going to mess it up
now and she'd licked up plenty of cum in her time.

"Why sure," she simpered, "I mean, she's got a great ass, right?"
She giggled, leaned in and licked up a great big wad of spunk,
letting Moulton see it run over her tongue before she swallowed
it.

He stood watching, rubbing the last of the cum out of his cock as
Sandra licked her way over Brenda's tight ass. He seemed to get
particular enjoyment out of watching the lovely brunette's mouth
moving over his secretary's ass. He watched Sandra's tits heaving
in the top of her little slip as she licked, and her ass
thrusting up, only just covered by the bottom of the slip. He
could also see Sandra's tight panties and the damp spot on them
and he kept his eye running endlessly over her body.

Sandra licked her way over one cheek and then into the crack of
Brenda's ass, taking up the cum there before she moved over to
the other one. She felt the tight ring of Brenda's ass muscles
shudder as her tongue got close and she flicked it over them
before moving down to the sides of the ass cheeks, licking the
cum up and easing away, onto the other cheek.

"Mmnn, you gotta show us all how you do that at the party!"
Brenda sniggered, pushing her ass at Sandra's mouth, "and
Moulton's gotta make sure he gets it all right on my ass, right?"
She giggled and pulled away from Sandra, swinging round and
climbing off the desk. Brazenly she pulled the handkerchief out
of Moulton's top pocket and rubbed her ass with it, cleaning the
last of the cum and Sandra's saliva off it. "She'll do," she
said.

"Yeah, I reckon." He grinned and tucked his cock back into his
pants. "Put my desk back together," he snapped at Sandra.

So Sandra had to put the phone and everything else back on his
desk as Brenda put her clothes back on again and giggled at her
boss. Brenda left then and Moulton allowed Sandra to get dressed.
But he had one final humiliation for her. As she turned to leave
her looked up as if he remembered something.

"Oh, yeah," he said, "that wimp Michael, the one who gave you the
job. The Personnel Manager."

"Yes?" Sandra said.

"Fire him. I can't stand the little shit."

CHAPTER NINE

"Well, hi," Sandra breathed, appearing around the door of
Michael's office. Seductively she closed and locked the door and
slid her fingers around the top button of her blouse. "I got the
contract," she breathed.

"Oh, wow!" he gurgled, leaping about in his seat, his whole body
shaking with desire.

"So, I gotta deliver," Sandra sighed, strolling towards him. He
might be a wimp, but he didn't deserve the sort of treatment he
was getting from Moulton. There wasn't much she could do, but she
could give him a good send off. "Let me see now," she breathed,
standing over him, opening another button of her blouse, "I think
I promised you the best blow job you ever had when I got it,
right?"

"Uurrh! Yeah!" he gasped. His arms gripped the side of the chair
and Sandra could see that his cock was close to bursting out of
his pants already.

"So, how about you get on the sofa?" she whispered, "believe you
me, I can give your cock much better treatment that way."

For a moment he hesitated, but it was gone five and his helpless
lust to get Sandra's mouth round his cock would have let her suck
him in the corridor at ten in the morning. "Yuurrhh!" he gasped
and jumped up.

She led him over to the sofa under the window and stopped him
before he could drop onto it.

"Wait," she breathed, playing her hands over his chest, "I wanna
do this properly." She eased his jacket off his shoulders and he
gave a strangled moan of lust. "Just you enjoy," Sandra breathed,
"this is gonna be all me."

He moaned as she started on his shirt, ripping his tie off in a
single gesture. His moans got louder as she opened his pants and
let them down, over the bulge of his cock.

"Step out of them," she giggled as she stroked his dick through
his briefs and his groans bubbled out of his helpless mouth.

When he was down to his briefs Sandra sat him down and played
with his cock through the cotton, her fingers driving him out of
his mind. He gurgled and moaned, his ass jerking up and down on
the sofa, pre-cum juice from his cock wetting his underpants.

Very slowly Sandra eased his pants out of the way of his cock.
Normally she would have brought him off in his pants and told him
to control himself, but she was going to give him the best time
she could. So she worked his briefs off and then stood, stripping
off her suit, easing her bra out from under her slip.

"I think I said I'd give you this to match my panties," she
breathed, holding the little lacy bra out to him.

He gurgled and grabbed for it, his cock swinging helplessly in
the middle of his dark dick-hair. Sandra teased him, held onto
it, made him pull to get it.

"Wanna have these panties too?" she giggled, sliding her slip up
to show him the tight, matching briefs.

"Oohh, fuck, yeah!" he growled, reaching for her.

"You gotta do something for me, then," Sandra whispered, pushing
her cunt out at him.

"Yeah, yeah?" he gasped.

"You gotta come twice, then you get them," Sandra said, rolling
her nipple in one hand.

"Fuuuck!" he moaned and nearly shot on the spot. "Oohh, fuck, I
never did that before."

"You will now if you want my panties," she murmured and pushed
him back onto the sofa.

He lay there, his cock heaving up, his legs spread as far as the
cushions would allow. Sandra turned a little, so that he would
have the best possible view of her ass and legs and then bent at
the waist, keeping her legs straight.

"Oohh, God, no, God!" he moaned, his ass jerking on the sofa, his
cock thrusting at her mouth.

Sandra slid her fingers around the shaft of his heaving fuck-rod
and gripped tight around the base. She knew he was one caress
away from coming and was determined to slow him down. He groaned
and thrust, but she had a good grip on his dick and tightened her
fingers around his cock-base until his frantic heaving
diminished.

"Don't want you to come too fast," she murmured and brushed her
lips over the swollen tip of his cock while keeping her grip on
the base.

"Uuurrhh!" he groaned and thrust at her mouth. But she only
allowed the throbbing dick-meat to push a little past her lips.
He yelled, his staring eyes watching his dick head sliding over
her lips, getting wet as she licked at it with slow caresses.
"Oohh, shit, I'm gonna come!" he moaned.

"No you're not!" Sandra hissed and tightened her grip again,
pulling at his balls as well. He groaned and heaved, but she had
him and his thrusting slowed until he fell back on the sofa
again. "You don't come until I tell you to," she whispered,
"you're a man, right, not a wimp."

"Yuurrhh!" he groaned and his cock jerked in her fingers, but she
had his balls and the cum stayed in them. He was panting with
lust, his cock as hard as an iron bar, his eyes running all over
the delicious body that was bent over and spread out for him.

Sandra kept her grip on his balls as she slid her mouth over his
cockhead again, sucking gently at the hard flesh while she
flicked her tongue over the wet ball. His groans got louder, he
heaved and jerked on the sofa, but the cum was trapped in his
balls by her expert fingers.

"Oohh, Jesus, fuck, I never felt like this before!" he groaned.
His finger went to his mouth and he bit hard, his teeth gripping
the knuckle of his second finger.

"I bet you had your cock sucked before," Sandra murmured, sliding
her mouth a little deeper, taking in the whole of his dick head,
her soft lips caressing it.

"Nuurrhh!" he confessed, jerking helplessly on the sofa, his cock
threatening to burst apart with his lust.

"Never?" Sandra murmured, sliding her tongue over his cock-head,
her fingers pulling at his balls to keep the cum inside.

"Never, I can't do that, mommy won't let me date!" he screamed.

Sandra wanted to giggle, but at the same time she felt really sad
for the dumb asshole. "Tell you what," she whispered, "if I can
make you come three times, will you promise to tell mommy that
you're gonna date anyway?" She held his cock, knowing that she
couldn't hold him back much longer.

"Uurrhh!" he moaned, "I can't come three times, I just can't!"

"Fine, I won't try then," Sandra whispered, spreading her thighs
so that he saw the dark mound of her pussy under her briefs.

"Aahh! I'll try, I will!" he gasped, "I might be able to do it!"

"Promise you'll tell mommy if you do," Sandra whispered.

"Promise!" he moaned.

Sandra didn't really care if he kept to it or not, but she'd
given him his chance. "Okay, baby, hold on!" she murmured and let
go of his balls.

At the same time she slid her mouth right over his cock and
worked it down. Michael was about to burst, but his cock was an
easy one for Sandra to swallow. He stared as his rock hard dick
vanished between her soft, sucking lips. Her throat bulged as she
took him all, her mouth ran in his cock-hair and her throat
spasmed around his dick head.

An endless rising gasp of utter passion burst out of Michael's
mouth. He heaved up on the sofa and Sandra moved with him keeping
his cock in her throat, her fingers caressing his balls.
"Fuuuuck!" he screamed as a thick wad of jism burst out of his
balls and surged up his cock. "Uururrrhh!" He yelled with release
and cum burst out, deep in Sandra's throat.

She swallowed the creamy goo, feeling his cock pulse as he shot,
his balls churning as they let it all go. Thick wads filled her
throat and she let them back up into her mouth, she was going to
give him a show to match his come. Very slowly she eased her
mouth back up, lifting with each pulse of spunk, her tight lips
keeping all the gushing cum inside her mouth. She caressed his
cock, stroking it to the fevered pulse of his shooting, moving up
until her lips was around his dickhead.

"Aahhuurrgg!" he gurgled, staring at her as she filled her mouth
with his cum. His cock jerked and shot, years of frustration
breaking loose.

Then Sandra opened her mouth a little and let his cum dribble
down his cockshaft while her wicked little tongue moved over his
flesh, licking up the jets of goo as they pulsed out of his dick.
He yelled with lust, his cock getting harder than ever, cum
pouring out of it and over her lips.

"You like?" Sandra giggled, pulling his cock down a little so
that it shot right into her mouth while more hot goo dribbled
down his shaft.

"Uurrhh, oohh, fuck!" he moaned, his dick still jerking out cum.
"I can't believe it!"

Sandra giggled as she took another hot wad of juice, thick
strings of it oozing out of her mouth and down his heaving dick.
Her tongue slid over his cockhead, she gave him the best possible
view of the next jet of spunk pouring over her lips before
pushing her mouth back over his twitching rod, swallowing his cum
as she went. She filled her throat again, holding his cock there
as he moaned and oozed out the last thick jets of cum out of his
tiny cock-slit. Her throat sucked gently at his throbbing rod as
he came slowly down, groaning helplessly, his dick still as hard
as ever.

"Mmmm!" Sandra chuckled, sucking the last of his cum up as she
started to caress his balls and circle her tongue over his
cockhead. "Now keep it hard, big boy, you gotta get this up my
pussy."

As she had expected, the very idea of fucking her sent tremors
through his shaft. He gave a low moan and sank back, his chest
heaving.

She knew exactly how to handle him. He was so frustrated that he
would have got hard again pretty fast anyway, but, with her
tongue and lips working him over, his cock was swelling again
almost at once.

"Jesus!" he gurgled as his dick heaved up again, working into her
expert mouth. He watched as she caressed his balls, her ass
swaying close to him, her stockinged legs pushed into perfect
curves. The hem of her slip was almost up to her ass and he
daringly slid his hand under it and pushed it higher. When Sandra
didn't stop him and in fact opened her thighs further and rolled
her ass against his hand, his cock surged up and pushed into her
mouth just about as hard as it had been before he shot.

Sandra kept up the soft sucking for a while, letting him caress
her ass through her panties and feel her pussy. His cock throbbed
harder, his moans got louder and she reckoned it was about time
to act.

She eased her mouth off his cock and stood up, pouting at him,
sliding her hands into the tops of her panties. "If you come in
my pussy, you can have these," she purred, stepping out of the
tight briefs and rubbing the lacy material over her hot cuntal
slit. "Wanna fuck me?"

"Yeaahhh!" he growled, gripping his cock and starting to get up.

"Don't move, honey, this is for you," Sandra said, pushing him
back down again and sliding one long, stockinged leg over him.
She kept her high heels on, after all neither of them would be
worried about damage to the sofa, and took hold of his throbbing
fucker. "Nice, honey!" she murmured and rubbed his swollen
cockhead over her clit, purring as he groaned and jerked in
rising lust. "Wanna fuck me?"

"Yeaaahh!" he gasped, "I wanna fuck your brains out!"

"Oh, honey, I need my brains," Sandra simpered and slid his cock
to the tight entrance of her cunt. With a giggle of passion she
slid down on it, filling her wet hole with his hard dick. His
cock was bigger than she'd thought and it was very pleasurable to
ride it, rubbing it over her pussy walls, surging up and down.
She worked her tits, pulling her slip up with her hands until he
could see his cock working in and out of her soft pussy lips,
"oohh, that's nice!" she gasped and almost meant it. She rolled
her nipples, caressing her tits, pushing them out at him in the
lacy top of her slip.

"Oohh, Jesus, this is sooo good!" he gasped, his back arching as
he rammed his prick into Sandra's sucking cunt as hard as he
could. "Where did you learn to do this?"

Sandra giggled and leaned down, taking his hand and putting it on
her tit. "I practice, constantly," she whispered.

"Oorrhh!" He thrust up, his hand squeezing her tits as he got
bolder and pulled the top of her lacy slip down. "Fuck, you got
such great tits!"

"I know, wanna kiss them?" Sandra teased, leaning down even more.

He moaned with lust, his mouth opening as Sandra worked her soft
mounds over his face. He kissed and licked her nipples, groaning
with passion, his cock thrusting harder into her cunt.

"This is too much!" he moaned, his mouth roaming over Sandra's
lovely tits, his cock jerking harder and faster. "I can't believe
it, I'm gonna come again!" he yelled.

"Oohh, bad boy, coming twice!" Sandra purred, working her hot
cunt over his dick, soft spasms of pleasure bursting out of her
cunt as his cock went wild. She gasped as his hands tightened on
her tits, squeezing them hard as his lust unloaded. He roared,
heaving up, his cock pulsating as hot streams of cum burst out of
it. "There," Sandra purred, sucking her cunt at his shooting rod,
"I bet you didn't know you could do that!"

"Uurrhh!" he gasped, pouring cum into her pussy, shooting with
all the power he had shown when he gushed into her mouth.
"Fuuuck, I can do it, I can!" He gasped, jerking on the sofa, his
cock shooting wads of spunk high in Sandra's cunt.

She rode him, giving him all the release he wanted, her cunt
slithering up and down his rod, the walls tightening with each
shot of his cum, sucking it out of his balls in hot streams. She
pressed her tits into his hands, twisting and heaving as he
squeezed them with his release, his throbbing cock shooting the
last great wads of cum. "Like that? Was that good?" she giggled.

"Oohh, it was in-fuckin-credible!" he groaned, thrusting his cock
around in her cunt as the last of his cum oozed out and ran back
down his shaft.

"Wanna watch me suck that hard again, see if you can go for all
three?" Sandra teased, rolling her cunt over his cock. She
expected him to chicken out, she was sure he wouldn't really
challenge his mother; but he surprised her totally.

He laughed, gripped her tightly and picked her up on his cock.
She gasped, heaving on the still hard dick, sliding her legs up
his body as he stood up with almost effortless ease.

"Now, I'm gonna fuck you!" he growled.

Sandra had never seen such a change in somebody. His cock jerked
and throbbed hard again in an instant. He almost flung her on her
back on the sofa, plunging down on her, ramming his cock to the
top of her sucking cunt. She gasped with pleasure, her dark hair
all over the sofa cushions as he slammed her into the soft
leather, churning his cock around in her steaming pussy depths.
It didn't even seem to have gone down at all and the scraping of
his thick dick head in her cockchannel was sending hot washes of
pleasure right through her.

"Oohh, Michael!" she gasped, sliding her legs right up, thrusting
her cunt at his cock, filling the spasming hole with thick
fuck-meat. "Fuck, come on, baby, show me, show me!"

He bellowed with lust, his pride in himself bursting through his
old fears. He rammed his prick into her, rolling her around on
the sofa, his cock-base rubbing hard into her clit as he heaved
and fucked.

"Uurrhh, baby, yes!" Sandra gasped. The last thing she had
expected was to come, but her pussy was exploding with the sudden
commanding, demanding fuck she was getting. He ran his mouth over
her tits, dribbling her nipple, sucking it between his teeth,
rolling the hard bud between them. "Oorhh!" she screamed and a
hot burst of orgasm erupted in her cunt. "Oorrhh, Michael, don't
stop, I'm coming! Fuck me, fill me up, yesss!" She gripped him
tight, her tits pushing at his mouth, her legs locked around his
body. The ramming fuck of his cock churned in her cunt and set
her off with each thrust. Sharp spasms rocked her, sending her
cunt wild with passion. She screamed and came again, heaving up
at his cock, demanding every inch of it.

He roared with pleasure and growing lust, churning his cock in
her cunt, ramming her ass deep into the sofa cushions. His ass
thrust and jerked as his rod drove the waves of spasming lust
into the beautiful brunette. As her cunt spasmed and gripped his
cock, the thick meat throbbed and swelled harder, giving her even
more pleasure. It rolled and heaved over her pussy walls, running
on her juices and the thick cream of his cum.

"Oohh, come on, Michael, yess, do it, fuck me, Come up me again!"
Sandra screamed, orgasms bursting over her. She thrust and
heaved, feeling his cock throbbing with a new load of cum trying
to get out. As her climaxes surged and peaked, her cunt sucked
even harder at his prick, working the hard flesh up and down
until he was roaring and plunging in the grip of a new surging
ejaculation.

"Noooo!" he yelled, "I don't believe it, uurrhh!" Heaving and
thrusting he came, shooting another load of cum into Sandra's
sucking cunt as the hot wet sheath spasmed in the soaring peak of
her orgasm. Cum pumped into pussy as he yelled and shot and
finally collapsed across her, moaning with pleasure as his cum
dribbled out.

She lay there, still gasping with her declining orgasm, her pussy
sliding on his cock which was finally softening. "I hate to tell
you this," she whispered, "but Moulton fired you."

He lifted his head a little and shrugged. "Yeah, I figured," he
said, "I ain't as dumb as I look." He started to pull his cock
out, but Sandra held him in. He grinned a little ruefully and
allowed himself to be pulled back. "That why you fucked me?" he
asked.

"Was when I started," Sandra whispered. "But..." She didn't say
any more, he knew what she meant.

"Well," he said finally, "I better get my desk cleared out. Don't
worry, I saved a lot, I'm okay."

Sandra had a sudden thought. "You want revenge?" she asked.

"On Moulton? Sure. But that fucker knows how to hold onto power,
you know that." He got up and started dressing.

Sandra watched him for a little while. "Leave me your number,"
she said finally, "I might have something to interest you."

CHAPTER TEN

It had been a tough week. Sandra checked her make-up in the
mirror and her watch. The limousine was late. If everything went
right, she could pull the job tonight. If everything went right.

Mandy had finally proved to be the pain in the ass Sandra had
suspected she was after her humiliation by Moulton.

"Oh, but wasn't it fun?" she'd giggled to Sandra as the brunette
challenged her.

"Why the fuck didn't you tell me?" Sandra snapped, having to keep
some control on her temper.

"Oh, he won't let us," Mandy simpered, "he wants to check
everybody out without them knowing, you know." She grinned and it
was everything Sandra could do to grin back.

"Fuck it, Mandy, if you'd told me..." Sandra said. She took a
deep breath. "Is that how he interviewed you?"

"Sure." Finally Mandy sounded defensive.

"And you go for that kind of crap?"

"How do you think Daniel got so far so fast?" Mandy sneered a
little.

"Ah."

"It's the way things go."

"Yeah," Sandra muttered, thinking that after the way she intended
to make things go, Daniel would probably be out of a job. Now
that didn't worry her too much. "So, what's likely to happen at
the party?" she asked.

"Well," Mandy giggled, "I can't tell you much, but..."

It took Sandra half an hour, but she finally thought she knew
enough.

Her front door bell rang and she went out to the limo. Mandy and
Daniel were already in it and Sandra played up to Daniel as they
drove off while she pouted and grinned at Mandy. Sandra had her
good humor back, even if things were on a very sharp edge been
success and failure.

"You look good in that," Daniel said, sliding a hand over the
front of Sandra's right silver tank top. His eyes devoured her
thighs as they emerged from the hem of her tight white and silver
skirt.

"Yeah," Sandra grinned and looked over at Mandy.

The two of them had been told what to wear; in fact, Moulton had
the outfits delivered to them. They were very similar, not really
party dresses at all, far more revealing than that. Mandy's was a
one piece tight silver dress that matched Sandra's top; one
shouldered, the hem as high up her thighs as Sandra's skirt.
Their white mesh stockings were the same and Sandra was sure the
panties matched as well. She wasn't sure what Moulton had in
mind, but she was sure she and Mandy would be in his rooms
together and probably alone. That was going to be her chance.

Moulton certainly catered his parties well. There was a band, and
waiters moving around with loaded trays. Sandra saw Raymond
almost at once and he came over, giving her a drink and winking
at her. Michael was more trouble. He had to be in disguise for
obvious reasons. Finally Sandra spotted him, even through a well
done false nose and tightly trimmed beard.

There were about a hundred people there, circulating, eyeing each
other up. The women were mainly from the offices, the men were
customers and that sent the immediate message as to what was
available. Several of the men tried to hit on Sandra and Mandy,
and they had to flirt, but hold them off for a while.

Finally Moulton appeared with Brenda beside him, dressed in a
rather severe business suit. Moulton made his party speech, or
what Daniel told her was his party speech, not actually saying
much, but making it quite clear that a lot more than food and
drink was available. Everybody was welcome to explore the house,
apart from the top floor, which were his private rooms. Sandra
made a face at Mandy and she grinned back.

It was shortly after that, when the circulating had started in
earnest and the first couples and threesomes had gone in search
of bedrooms that Brenda suddenly appeared at Sandra's elbow.

"Wayne Moulton is ready to see you," she said.

Sandra grinned at Mandy and they followed the tall platinum
blonde, leaving Daniel to find his own amusement. For the first
time Sandra thought he looked a little uneasy, as if this trading
of his wife for promotion hadn't turned out to be such a good
idea for him after all. She snickered to herself; it was a bit
late for that now.

Brenda led them into an elevator that went straight to the top
floor. "I'm going to introduce you both," she said crisply.
"You're two secretaries interviewing for a job. I don't have to
tell you that you'll do anything to get it. You know how Moulton
likes things. Do it right and there's a pay rise for you both
next month." She looked rather ironically at them. Sandra managed
to brush her dark hair casually out of her eyes and pout back a
little.

The elevator stopped. Brenda pushed a button. "It's the two
secretaries, sir," she said.

"Password." Moulton's voice boomed out of the speaker. Sandra
stifled a giggle.

"Cable television," Brenda said and Sandra stifled another
giggle.

The doors slid open. It was another precaution of Moulton's.
Nobody could get into his apartment from the elevator, it had to
be opened from inside the apartment.

The entry hall was large and thickly carpeted. Brenda led them
across and knocked on a door.

"Come in," Moulton called.

Brenda flung the twin doors open and ushered the girls in.

Mandy had done this before, so it didn't startle her at all, but
Sandra had to stifle a snicker. Moulton wasn't playing around in
his own home. He was propped up by pillows, sprawled on his
massive bed. On one side of the bed was a bank of monitors,
showing what had to be every bedroom on the house. Already in
some of them people were fucking and Moulton was watching them
all very carefully. His cock stuck out of his robe while he
played with it. There were a couple of extra monitors and
straight porno movies were playing on them.

"These are the two girls for the job," Brenda said, checking her
list, "Sandra and Mandy. Anything else, sir?"

"No, that's fine, Brenda," Moulton said, his eyes running over
Sandra and Mandy, who deliberately posed for him, showing him
every curve of their figures in the tight silver and white
outfits. "I'm sure there's something you want to do."

"Oh, yes, sir, there is," Brenda said. She left hurriedly.

"Come here," he murmured, waving the two lovely women closer, his
hand still on his cock, his eyes flicking from them to the bank
of screens.

Sandra followed Mandy's lead, wanting to do exactly what Moulton
wanted and put him right off his guard. She swayed up, her white
high heels placing down carefully in the thick carpet, showing
off every curve of her legs. She stood beside the blonde, her
thighs spread, waiting for him to speak, ignoring his cock as it
heaved a little in his hand.

He looked over at the screens for a moment, making Sandra and
Mandy wait in typical fashion. Sandra followed his gaze and saw
that one of the secretaries in her department was on her knees in
one of the bedrooms, her mouth moving slowly up and down the
length of a man's cock. Her dress was open to the waist and his
hands played over her large heaving tits as he dreamily worked
his dick between her soft lips.

"Pity about that one," Moulton said, "won't take it up the ass,
puts her right out out of the reckoning." He looked hard at
Sandra, but Sandra didn't react at all. "So, you two want the
job," he said.

"Yes, sir," Mandy gushed, so Sandra gushed it too.

"There's only one job," Moulton said. He grinned, looked back at
the sucking secretary. "So the one that pleases me most, gets
it."

"Oh, yes, sir, I can do that," Mandy gasped, sliding her dress up
over her thighs, showing him the white straps of her garters.

"We'll see," Moulton said, his chest heaving as his excitement
rose.

"Oh no she can't, I can do it better!" Sandra said breathlessly,
running her hands over her tits, "but I must go to the bathroom,
sir, first. Please, I'll prove I can do better."

Moulton snarled at her. "It's out there," he said.

Sandra knew that. "Thank you, sir," she gasped and almost ran
out. It was the one way she could think to get out of the room,
for Moulton wouldn't let anybody else use his bathroom. She
rushed across the floor and pressed the release of the elevator.
The doors opened at once, Raymond and Michael were already in
position. There was a slight chance that Moulton might notice,
but Sandra figured he'd be too engrossed in everything. He was,
nothing happened.

Sandra nodded to Moulton's office, down the hall on her left and
the two men sneaked off. Raymond grinned and blew Sandra a kiss.

Sandra rushed into the bathroom, flushed the toilet and stared at
herself in the mirror. So far, she thought, so good. Only a few
things had been left to chance, because they had to be, and all
of those were working right so far. She took a deep breath and
went back to the bedroom.

Moulton was staring at the screen where the secretary was about
to get a mouthful of cum. She moaned and jerked as the man rammed
his cock between her lips, his ass pushing so hard and fast she
was almost gagging on the thick meat. Moulton's hand moved slowly
over his dick while he took it all in and, beside the bed, Mandy
stood with her thighs open, her dress held up to her waist, her
fingers rolling on her clit through the tight white panties she
wore. She glanced at Sandra, obviously relieved she was back, but
her fingers never missed a beat.

"Do it," Moulton snapped, never taking his eyes off the screens,
his free hand waving at Mandy.

"Oh, yes, sir!" Sandra whispered, thinking of Raymond on the
combination of Moulton's safe. She moved over beside Mandy and
glanced at her, but the blonde stared at the screens, her fingers
rubbing over her panties, and ignored Sandra.

The secretary's long dark hair flicked over her shoulders while
her sluttish mouth took the heaving cock right in, swallowing the
long hard meat. Deep gurgles came from her throat and her fingers
curled around the man's balls, caressing them gently as he roared
and heaved.

Sandra eased her tight skirt up, revealing her white stocking
tops and creamy white thighs. She spread them wider, sliding her
fingers over her panties, rubbing her pussy gently while Moulton
stared at the screen.

He ignored the two of them, not wanting to miss a moment of the
action. The man was gasping and yelling with lust, heaving his
cock into the secretary's throat with each mouth fuck. He gripped
her hair, ramming harder and faster, her soft lips sliding down
his shaft until they pressed into his cockhair.

"Yeahh!" he yelled, "come on, take it, baby, gimme a good time!"
He gurgled and roared, his cock pounding between the secretary's
lips.

She gave a guttural moan and suddenly cum was running out from
between her tight lips as she sucked at the gushes pouring out of
his cock. The man roared and heaved, his dick shooting cum into
her soft mouth, his balls churning in her expert fingers.

"Yuurrhh!" he yelled, pulling his pouring dick back and creaming
jism all over the secretary's lips. "Take it, lick it up!"

"Wuurrhh!" Moulton yelled and a stream of cum burst out of his
dick, shooting a foot in the air before it splattered back all
over his cock and hands. He stared at the screen, spunk gushing
out of his dick while the secretary sucked and licked at the
man's cock, taking all the salty goo in her submissive mouth, her
fingers easing all the juice out of his balls.

Sandra stared at Moulton's cock as it poured cum out, over his
hand and shaft and into his robe. He paid no notice to anything
except the screen, yelling as his spunk gushed, his hand gripping
his rod. Sandra had a sudden spasm of panic. If this was all
Moulton wanted, she could be in trouble. She had to make sure he
got aroused again. She watched as he groaned and fell back on the
pillows, his cock still bubbling white goo, but more slowly.

"Fuck!" he gasped, "if only a woman could make me feel that
good!"

Sandra saw her chance, but Mandy knew the ropes even better.

"Oh, sir, I can!" she gasped and crawled up onto the bed. Her
soft mouth went down to his cock and started licking up the cum,
her tongue swirling around his hand. "Let me show you a real good
time, sir!" she begged.

"Lick it up and keep your fuckin' mouth shut!" he snapped.

He looked at Sandra, but she'd already got the point. She crawled
up into the other side of the bed and lapped at his cum along
with Mandy, licking it all off his cock and hands and even off
the folds of his robe. He seemed disgusted with the whole thing
and only let them stay there until he was reasonably clean.

"Get off," he snapped, "and undress each other. Slowly, get me
excited again!"

The two of them slid off the bed, Sandra at least, very relieved.

"But, sir!" Mandy protested, "I can't do that!"

"You want the job?" Moulton snapped, his hand already back on his
limp cock.

"Yes, sir, I need it, but..."

Moulton just looked at her and Mandy's fingers went to the single
shoulder of her dress.

"Undress each other, slut!" Moulton snapped, "don't you listen?"

Mandy played the part well, Sandra gave her that. She turned to
Sandra and shivered.

"I don't know anything about this," she whispered.

"Neither do I," Sandra simpered, "but I really want this job."
She slid her fingers over Mandy's shoulder, taking the strap of
the blonde's dress with it.

"That's better," Moulton commented, "and you get into it,
blondie, or you can leave!"

Mandy gave a low moan as Sandra pulled her dress down her lovely
body. Her thrusting tits sprang out, Moulton had demanded no bra
that night. As he saw them he gave a moan and his cock lurched a
little in his hand. The dress slid on down, showing Mandy's tight
ass and panties, then her thighs and stockinged legs. She stepped
out of it, still playing the reluctant victim, and reached for
Sandra's top.

Sandra stood as if disgusted as Mandy pulled her top down her
arms and finally showed Moulton what had been hidden by her
lingerie in his office. He was obviously getting off wildly on
the mild domination and Sandra was quite content to let him have
it, considering what she was doing to him at the same time. He
growled harder as he saw her tits and his cock responded, but
nothing like as much as it did when her ass and panty-covered
pussy came into view. She stepped out of her skirt, playing with
her tits, staring sulkily at Moulton.

"On the bed," he said.

The two women knelt in their stockings and panties, their eyes
down, their fingers obediently rubbing their pussies.

"Sixty-nine," Moulton said.

"B-but," Mandy gasped.

"You want the job?"

"Y-yes, sir," Mandy whispered and burst into convincing tears.

"Shut up and get on with it!" Moulton snapped.

Mandy rolled on her back and spread her thighs. Sandra pouted at
Moulton, her dark eyes blazing. "You bastard!" she hissed.

He grinned. "You want the job?"

Sandra looked as if she fought her fury back, then turned and
leaned over the still moaning Mandy, spreading her thighs around
the blonde's face.

"Yeah, come on, kiss each other's pussies through the panties!"
Moulton snapped, his hand on his cock, rubbing the half-hard
shaft.

Sandra brushed her lips over the tight crotch of Mandy's panties,
tasting the hot juices that had already got the material damp.
She eased her pussy down on Mandy's mouth and gave a slow shudder
as the blonde kissed her cunt and licked her tongue over the
material of her panties.

Moulton watched, his hand on his cock as the two women sucked and
kissed each other's pussies, their mouths working harder as they
got aroused. "Yeah," he growled, "now take them off!"

Sandra slid her fingers into the top of Mandy's panties and eased
them up her thighs, closing Mandy's legs as she did. She tossed
the tight briefs close to Moulton, but he ignored them. She
rolled on her back and allowed Mandy to pull her panties off,
leaving the two of them in their stockings alone.

"Show me your cunt!" Moulton snapped at Sandra.

She knelt up, spread her thighs and leaned back, pulling her
pussy lips wide open, sliding her finger into the crack, letting
him see all he wanted to see.

"You fucker!" she hissed.

"Call me sir, or get out!" he snarled, his hand working hard on
his cock.

"You fucker, sir!" Sandra snapped.

"Bend over!" he ordered, "show me your ass."

Sandra very slowly did as she was told, crouching on the bed, her
luscious ass heaving out at him.

"You, fuck her in the ass with that vibrator!" Moulton ordered.

"You shit!" Sandra gasped.

"You want the job?" he asked.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Sandra grit her teeth and slid her knees open enough so that she
could see what Moulton was doing. He was still leaning back on
the pillows, his cock hardening rapidly as he inflicted another
humiliation of the lovely young brunette.

"This one, sir?" Mandy breathed, turning a long slim, black
vibrator on.

"Yeah, that one for her and you stick one up your pussy," he
snapped, his hand gripping his cock harder.

Sandra tensed, waiting for the vibrator. With Moulton around,
only the thought of getting even with him stopped her telling him
to get fucked. She crouched, her ass trembling a little, her soft
mouth moving over the silk sheets.

The whirring tip of the vibrator touched the tight ring of
muscles around her ass and Sandra gave a low hiss. "You shit!"
she snarled at Moulton.

"You want the job?" he chuckled and his cock heaved harder in his
hand.

"Oohh!" Sandra gasped as Mandy pushed the vibrator and the head
of it thrust into her tight back entrance. She shivered as the
pulses of excitement throbbed in her guts. Not even Moulton could
stop that.

Mandy had creamed the vibrator, so it slid easily into Sandra's
ass, the whirring tip throbbing over her anal walls, setting her
whole body heaving on the bed.

"Yeah, give it to her!" Moulton snapped, his head turning back to
the screens. There was more action on them now and he stared for
a while, never forgetting to make sure Mandy was still ass
fucking Sandra with the vibrator.

Mandy leaned down over Sandra, her soft mouth moving over
Sandra's shoulder, up to her neck, kissing all the way until she
was nuzzling Sandra's ear.

"Keep fucking her!" Moulton snapped, his eyes on a screen where
Brenda lay on her back, her thighs spread. Between them one of
the cutest computer programmers in the department slid her
flicking tongue over Brenda's clit while one of the men rammed
his cock in and out of her pussy. "Yeah!" Moulton growled, his
eyes boring in on his secretary as she held the girl's mouth to
her cunt.

"I'm sorry," Mandy whispered, "but it's the way to make it in
this company, and you wanna make it, don't you?" She twisted the
vibrator in Sandra's ass and the brunette gave a low moan of
passion, her ass walls shaking and sucking at the hard plastic.

"Yeah! I want the job, but he's a shit!" Sandra whispered back.

"Get that one up your cunt!" Moulton snarled, his hand speeding
up on his cock. "And you, hold that one in your ass until she's
ready!"

"I know," Mandy whimpered, "but you go with the flow, right?" She
caressed Sandra's ass-sheath with the vibrator, working it slowly
in and out of the hot, tight hole.

Sandra was glad that she didn't have to answer Mandy. She just
groaned and heaved her ass back at the vibrator as Mandy pushed
it in harder. She did as Moulton wanted, reaching back and
gripping the end of the long shaft, rubbing it in her ass,
rolling it in and out. She pressed her face into the silk sheets,
the shivers of delight pulsing out of her ass as the vibrator
churned and shook in her soft body.

Mandy knew exactly what Moulton wanted. She slid the other
vibrator to the quivering entrance of her pussy and knelt up on
the bed, spreading her thighs, pushing her cunt out at him. Her
lovely blonde hair tossed all over her face as she ran the
churning vibrator over her shaking clit. She leaned back further,
her knees spread, the whole of her pussy gash open to him as he
stared back and forth between the screens and the two women
fucking themselves with vibrators.

Mandy trembled and gasped as she pushed the vibrator further into
her cunt and worked it around, sliding it back out, showing him
her pussy as it sucked at the hard shaft. She arched her back
further, thrusting her cunt at him, her head bent back to the
sheets, her blonde pussy hair wet with her juices.

"Yeah, that's nice!" Moulton gasped, his hand rubbing his cock
hard, his eyes flicking around between the screens and the
vibrators sliding in and out of Mandy's cunt and Sandra's ass.
"Ram it right in!"

"Yes, sir!" Mandy gasped and pushed the vibrator to the top of
her quivering cunt. She held it there, churning it in her
pussy-hole, her body shaking with rising passion. "Oohh, sir,
that feels so good!"

"Hey does it!" Moulton snarled. "Sit up!"

Mandy pulled herself up at once, kneeling on the sheets, rubbing
the vibrator in her cunt as she waited for the next instruction.

"You see that third screen?" Moulton said.

"Yes, sir," Mandy gasped, working the vibrator deep in her cunt.

"See who's getting that double suck?"

Mandy shivered and rubbed her clit as hard as she could. "Yes,
sir, it's my husband," she whispered.

"He's having a good time, right?" Moulton said.

"Yes, sir, he seems to be." He certainly did seem to be. The two
women were the most notorious pair of pay-roll clerks in the
company. They were always horny and double fucked any man who
could help them. Because they screwed up the pay-roll every week,
they needed to be as good at fucking as they were.

"Well, watch him have that good time and come when he shoots!"
Moulton laughed.

"Yes, sir!" Mandy moaned and rolled the vibrator in her cunt, her
eyes obediently fixed on the screen. She watched as Daniel's cock
slid between the two hungry lips, two wicked tongues working on
his rod. One of the two payroll clerks was brunette, the other
one had jet black hair, and the pair of dark, sensuous beauties
were obviously right into their work. In fitting with their usual
way of doing things, they were both in purple. The brunette was
down to panties and stockings while the darker one had on a
little purple teddy and stockings. Their two sets of small,
heaving tits pressed into Michael's legs as he watched his cock
slide in and out of one pair of lips and then the other. Then
they both slid their mouths along the hard rod, licking and
caressing as they went.

"Fuck, they're good!" Moulton growled, his eyes also fixed on the
scene. His cock heaved in his hand and he grinned at Mandy's
humiliation.

For her part Sandra crouched on the bed, her ass thrusting at
Moulton, her fingers keeping the vibrator moving in her asshole.
He more or less ignored her, only yelling at her to keep going at
intervals. His main attention was on the helpless Mandy as she
masturbated with the vibrator and watched her husband getting
sucked off.

Then the tiny buzzer in Sandra's ear went off and she knew
Raymond and Michael had what they wanted. She chuckled and eased
the vibrator back for a moment, then fucked her ass with it
harder, giving Moulton the best possible view. All Raymond and
Michael had to do now was get the elevator. So Sandra threw
herself into keeping Moulton's attention off his own
communicator.

"Oh, sir!" she gasped, "do you like watching my ass getting
fucked?"

"Shut the fuck up!" Moulton snarled, his attention moving between
Mandy and the screen, "I'll get to you later."

"Oh, but, sir, I'm going to come!" Sandra gasped, her ass jerking
as the vibrator rolled in her shit-hole. "Please, can I rub my
pussy?"

Moulton snarled and, at that moment Sandra heard the tiny buzz of
his communicator. She had guessed right, he didn't even notice
it. "Kiss her ass!" he yelled at Mandy, "Kiss her like she's
fucking your husband!"

"Oohh, yes, sir!" Mandy moaned, her unwilling eyes on Daniel as
he groaned with lust and thrust his cock between the two willing
lips moving over his dick. She crawled over, her fingers working
the vibrator in her cunt, and ran her hands over Sandra's ass.
"Please, sir," she gasped, "do I have to?"

"Do you want the job?" Moulton roared, his laughter rolling over
the two women. "Here, lemme give you a better view." He clicked
his controls and the picture of Daniel getting his cock sucked
came onto the massive screen in the center of the monitors. His
cock, enormously magnified, thrust through the soft lips, shiny
with saliva, trembling with lust.

"Oohh, yeah!" Mandy screamed and then, she kissed her ass gently.

Sandra gave a moan as she rammed the vibrator hard into her ass,
feeling her insides shiver with excitement. She glanced through
her legs and saw that Moulton was going out of his mind with
lust, his hand working his cock while he watched the two of them.
Then his eyes flicked back to the screens and his hand gripped
harder on his cock. "Fuck her!" he yelled, watching the action on
the bank of monitors.

"Fuuck!" Moulton gasped, his cock jumping in his hand with each
thrust of the vibrator up Sandra's ass. He was staring at his
secretary as Brenda leaned back, her thighs wide open around the
little computer programmer's head. The man fucked the programmer
faster and harder, his cock ramming in and out with growing
speed. Brenda was moaning as she lay there, her pussy spasming
while she watched the little programmer get fucked. The man
gripped her ass, his prick sliding into her hot hole as she
moaned and sucked at Brenda's pussy.

"Yeah!" Brenda breathed, her back arching as her excitement
mounted. She gasped, thrusting her cunt at the young programmer's
pussy. "Gimme a good time, honey, you want a shot at the boss?"

"Oohh, yes!" the girl gasped, running her tongue over the
steaming slit of Brenda's cunt.

"Well, suck me good and you might!" Brenda groaned and spasmed as
the first rush of climax rushed over her. "Oohh, yeah, you suck
good, he might like you!" She sighed, gripping the girl's head,
her pussy blurring over her mouth. "You gotta be good to get to
the boss, honey, real good!"

"Oohh, yes, yes!" the programmer moaned as her cunt sucked at the
massive rod invading it and she licked her way along Brenda's
pussy gash.

"I mean real good, obedient, you know what I'm saying?" Brenda
moaned and gave a deep rumble of lust as she came again.

"Yes, I will, I'll show I can!" the programmer gasped as she
sucked Brenda's cunt into her mouth and her ass heaved back at
the cock ramming into her cunt.

"Uurrhh!" the man fucking the programmer yelled. He roared and
heaved, his cock pumping wads of hot cum into the tight little
cunt.

"Oohh, yes!" the little programmer screamed, jerking back at him,
her pussy sliding along his rod as it pumped out cum, filling her
hot little cunt. "Oohh, yes, come on, I want it all!" She gave a
gurgle of excitement and came, pumping her cunt at the man's cock
while she sucked harder at Sandra's hot clit.

"Maybe, baby!" Moulton roared, staring at the little programmer
as cum oozed out of her cunt and her moans of lust poured out of
the speakers. "You keep sucking like that, baby, just keep
sucking!"

Sandra laughed and came, her fingers digging hard at her clit.
She saw Daniel still coming, his jism bursting all over the two
pay-roll clerk's mouths. Their dark hair mingled as they greedily
sucked at his spurting dick, licking up the gushing spunk.

"Yuurrhh!" Moulton lurched on the bed, his cock shooting a stream
of cum high in the air as he stared at the screens. His eyes
flicked back to the two women on his bed, fucking themselves with
vibrators. "Fuuuck, this was the best!"

Sandra laughed and came harder, her ass spasming over the
vibrator, her pussy throbbing as she rubbed it. She glanced over
at Mandy and saw the blonde lying there, her legs open, the
vibrator in her pussy as she stared at the screen. Daniel's cock
vanished into one of the little sucking mouths; cum bubbled out
of her lips and her purple stockinged legs shook with lust. She
plunged her mouth deep taking the shots of spunk before pulling
back and allowing the other little slut to take her mouthful of
cock-juice.

"Ahhh!" Mandy screamed and fell back on the bed, weeping softly,
her fingers still pushing the vibrator in and out of her cunt.
She shook with low climaxes, her luscious tits heaving as she
came down.

"Fuuuck, ram that right up your ass!" Moulton roared, another jet
of cum bursting out of his cock and flying in the air before it
splattered down into his cockhair. "Jeeus, that was great!
Fuuuck!" His eyes ran all over Sandra as she gave a shuddering
moan and fell back on the bed, the vibrator still in her ass. She
switched it off and lay there, still working it slowly in her ass
as she grinned wickedly at Moulton. He thought she was having a
good time. She knew she'd got him. "Okay, girls, time to lick me
clean!" he snapped.

Mandy scrambled up, her mouth going down to his cock, licking off
the gobs of cum that still oozed from his dick-slit. She moaned,
still working the vibrator in her cunt.

"Yeah, you love it, right?" Moulton chuckled.

"Oh, yes, sir, yes!" Mandy sobbed.

"Wanna get your husband another promotion?" He lay back, laughing
at Mandy's helpless humiliation.

"Yes, sir, oh, yes!" Mandy wept, her mouth licking over his
belly, taking the gobs of spunk into her mouth.

Sandra eased the vibrator out of her ass and threw it across the
room. She rolled to her feet and reached for her clothes.

"Get your fucking mouth down here!" Moulton snapped.

Sandra grinned, slipping her top on, then picking her skirt up.
"Why don't you lick it up yourself?" she simpered, "I mean, it
came from your cock!"

It was a disappointment for Sandra that he laughed. "Okay, bitch,
have it your way," he roared. "But you want the job, you get back
here next time with a better attitude, got that?"

Sandra giggled. "Sure, a better attitude," she said and picked up
her purse. "Hey, call the elevator for me, okay?"

"Sure," he said, buzzing his communicator while Mandy moaned and
licked at his cock. She glanced up at Sandra.

"Bye," Sandra giggled and walked out. Outside she started, since
Raymond and Michael were still there, waiting in the elevator.

"Going down?" Raymond asked, taking his hand off the 'doors open'
button.

"Sure, boys," Sandra smiled. "Everything go okay?"

"Couldn't have gone better," Michael said.

"Great. How about a late dinner?" Sandra grinned at them both.

"Er, well, sure, but..." Michael shifted, embarrassed. "Actually,
I got a date."

"Way to go!" Sandra chucked him under the chin. "Well, how say we
all go to dinner, and then, honey," she said, easing up to
Raymond, "I need some real action, you know what I mean?"

"I think so," he grinned. "I can try, anyway."

THE END

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