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This story was produced as adult entertainment o o and should not be read by minors. o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o Denise the Hard Worker (M+F, work, nc) By Rapemaster (aolaol@aol.com) (c) 1992 You know how it is when you work in an office - good looking women all around, dressed nice, showing their legs, smiling. But they've all got boyfriends or husbands and anyway, when you're the security guard like me, they don't pay much mind. I mean, some are friendly but they wouldn't go out with you in a million years even if they were single. Sometimes I'd go home and beat off thinking about these women. But not for the last 18 months. In the last year and a half me and my two friends Ray and Harlan have nailed thirteen of these broads and we have another one lined up for this weekend. I'll tell you about the first one, Denise. Denise is this nice looking married woman who works for Aetna Insurance on the fourth floor of the building I work at. She's got light-brown hair, nice brown eyes, big round tits, good legs, a firm ass, a trim stomach. She works out with a Stairmaster at home because she says she can't stand these trashy women who let themselves go to hell. She's about three inches shorter than me, so she's 5'7 or so and I'd say she weighs 130 or 140. She has a really nice body. Denise was always polite and pleasant to me. Sometimes when I was making the rounds on her floor checking fire alarms and making sure the empty offices were all locked, I'd hang at her desk for a little while and we'd shoot the shit. It's not like we were good friends or anything and I never would have dared to try and make her, but we talked about family and what we watched on TV the night before and that crap. So the way it started was one day, she mentioned to me that her husband was going off for this overnight thing in Rochester and he'd be away Monday and Tuesday nights. She kind of laughed when she said it and said if she was ten years younger she'd invite friends over and have a party. I told her that she wasn't so old - she's 36 now, she was 35 then - and she told me yeah but now, at her age, she was just looking forward to having the place to herself for a little while. I told her hell, give me her address and I'd bring a keg over with some buddies. She kind of blushed and said no, she was an old married lady and I should be ashamed of myself, but I could tell she wasn't pissed off. So I laughed and left. That night my buddies Ray and Harlan came over to watch a basketball game - I've got a big screen TV I bought with a winning Lotto ticket a couple of years ago. While we were watching and soaking up some beer I mentioned what Denise had told me and what I'd said. Ray looked kind of thoughtful and then he said "you know, that's not a bad idea - I mean, if this broad is good looking". I said yeah, she's got a great body on her and she's pretty, too. Ray said "well, if she's telling you when her hubbie's gonna be out of town you can bet she wants it. We should just go over and give it to her." I figured he was kidding and tried to blow it off but he was serious. He and Harlan started talking about it, with Harlan saying about how we could get in trouble, she might scream or afterwards she could tell her husband or call the cops. That started me thinking, and I said well, I'd heard that a lot of women had fantasies about being like kidnapped and forced to have sex and maybe Denise was one of them. Then Ray said "yeah, and even if she isn't, you think she's going to tell her husband she got fucked by three guys while he was gone? As long as we don't leave any marks on her, she won't say a word." Harlan and me were getting into the idea now but Harlan said "yeah, but we can't be sure and hell we could get put in jail for a long time". Ray thought about that for a minute and said "Okay, we'll take my Polaroid. We take pictures of the bitch getting it up the ass, taking two of us at once, with us coming on her face, everything. We make sure our faces aren't in any of them but hers is in all of them. We tell her if she says anything we'll make sure copies of those pictures go to everyone where she works. Hell, Phil can use his scanner and post them on the fucking Internet." Harlan and I thought about that. I said okay, we might as well go for it, and anyway, if we could make her come a couple of times, she'd probably like it too much to tell anyone about it, 'cuz usually married people have boring sex lives. The rest of that week was hard. I'd stop off at Denise's desk and pop a boner knowing I was going to be fucking her on Monday night. On Thursday she was wearing this white button up blouse and the top two buttons were undone and she showed a lot of cleavage if she bent over a little. I knew she had no idea she'd be sucking my cock in four days whether she liked it or not and it really made me crazy. On Friday morning Ray and Harlan came over to my building on their lunch break and made me point Denise out to them when she came out with her friend Debbie for lunch. Ray made smacking noises with his lips as they walked by and Harlan just stared. After they went out the door Harlan turned to me and said 'God I'm going to love chewing on those melons'. Monday afternoon I went up to Denise's desk at the usual time and acted real upset. She asked me what was wrong and I told her I'd had to get a ride to work that morning because my car was in the garage - Ray had given me a ride so that would seem true - and that the friend who was supposed to pick me up had just called and said he couldn't do it and I didn't know how I was getting home. She looked a little flustered but then she smiled and said she'd give me a ride. I said I didn't want to take her out of her way, and asked where she lived. She told me up on the other side of campus, towards Dewitt. I said well, if she wanted, she could just drive home and I'd ride along because I knew a bus ran from that neighborhood that would take me straight home, but I didn't know when the downtown buses ran. It was kind of a stupid story but she didn't think about it much, just seemed grateful she didn't have to go out of her way. So after work we got in her car and drove to her place. I had this raging hard on for her and kept squirming to try and cover it. I could have sworn she was looking at it out of the corner of her eye but figured I must be imagining it. I looked behind me once at a stoplight and saw that Ray and Harlan were following us as we'd planned in Ray's car. When we got to her house, she pulled all the way into the garage. Before she could even get her seatbelt off, Ray and Harlan pulled in beside her. She looked surprised; I told her look, I know your husband isn't home, so don't give us any trouble and you won't get hurt. She looked really shocked and upset now. Ray and Harlan had got out of their car. Harlan pulled the garage door closed, and then both of them came up to us on her side of the car. I reached over and unlocked her door and told her to just get out. Ray opened the door and grabbed her arm and pulled her out. She looked terrified now. Harlan was just staring at her. Ray told her to do what she was told and she wouldn't get hurt. She looked over at me like she was pleading and said "Phil..." I shook my head and said we're just going to have some fun, we don't want to hurt you, so just do what we tell you and we'll all have a good time. She was shaking her head now. I felt different from any way I'd ever felt before - more confident and powerful. I stepped over to the door leading into the house and flicked on the overhead light in the garage. Ray still had her arm, now he started tugging her over to the door. "Let's get her inside", he said. I told him no, that the bitch wasn't allowed to wear clothes in our house. She had to undress out here and we'd lock her clothes in our car. Ray looked at me and said "Okay, that's cool." Denise looked at me like I was crazy, and Ray said "You heard him, bitch - strip right here and now." I thought for a minute we were going to have to hit her or at least shake her, but then she sort of trembled from head to foot, took a deep breath, and started unbuttoning her blouse. "I'll do whatever you want," she kind of whispered almost too low to be heard. "Just don't hurt me please." We all watched while she took her clothes off. She was slow and clumsy about it because her hands were shaking. She took the blouse off first and held it for a minute; I could tell she didn't want to drop it on the garage floor. I said for her to fold it and put it on Ray's hood. She did, then started unzipping her skirt. Harlan said "No, do the bra, I want to see those tits." I said wait, let her get down to her underwear and then strip from there, I want to see her in bra and panties and stockings. So she did that, unzipping the skirt after a few times trying and stepping out of it. She was wearing a plain white bra and panties and she looked good, with her dark bush underneath the panties and her big tits pushing the bra out. Then I told her to take the bra off. She did and her tits were sexy as hell with nice big dark nipples like you see in magazine centerfolds and not too much sag. Then she pushed her pantyhose off and stepped out of her heels when she did it. She was just wearing panties now. She went to take them off but I said no, sit up on Ray's hood. She looked confused but she went over to the car and hoisted herself up on the hood facing me. I walked over to her, hooked my thumbs through either side of her panties, and pulled them off her. She kind of whimpered as I did it. Then I spread her legs and put two fingers inside her cunt, pressing my thumb against her clit. She gasped. I knew it was going to be all right then because she was soaking wet. We took her inside then and did everything we could think of to her. The first room inside the door was the kitchen, and we put her over the kitchen table right there, got undressed, and fucked her every which way. They had a nice mahogany table and the first thing I did was tell Ray to sit down in a chair in front of it. I made Denise squat on his cock facing him and then I asked her if she'd ever got her ass fucked. She said "Oh god no" and I stepped up behind her and started trying to stuff my cock up her ass. Her ass was so tight I knew she was telling the truth. After a minute or so I still couldn't shove the head in so I got some Wesson oil off the counter, took the cap off, and shoved the end of the bottle up her ass. She kind of yelled and I knew it must have hurt having the ridged plastic shoved in like that. I gave the bottle a quick back and forth shake inside her, then pulled it out and shoved my cockhead back up against her asshole. She was slick now and I slid right up into her. She kind of groaned. I told her she better get busy fucking Ray and I started pumping her ass hard. Then Harlan said, "hey what about me?" and I told him to get up on the table and she'd suck his cock. He knelt on the table to one side of Ray and Denise twisted her head away from his cock. I grabbed her by the hair and said she'd better suck my friend or she'd get really hurt. Tears were running down her face now streaking her eye makeup and she leaned over and opened her mouth and took the first few inches of Harlan's cock. He put a hand on her head and started pumping her face up and down his shaft, groaning. I could hear her choking as she sucked. I put my hand on her head and pulled her off his cock for a minute, still pumping my prick in and out of her greasy asshole. "Jesus Christ," I said, "don't you ever suck your husband's dick for him?" She gasped, "No, that's dirty." I said, :Haven't you ever had a cock in your mouth?" She said once, she was drunk in high school, her boyfriend put his prick in her mouth and came without warning her and she puked. I said well, we're all gonna be coming in your mouth tonight and you're going to swallow it and not puke so get used to it. Then I shoved her face back down at Harlan's prick. She went, 'gahhh' but opened up and took his cock again in her mouth. He grabbed her hair again and started yanking her head up and down the length of his cock. When he came we made sure she swallowed all of it, even though it made her gag. Then I made her get on her knees and thank us for fucking her in all her holes and after she kind of choked that out I made her beg us to fuck her some more, any way we liked. "Please do anything you want to me," she said. "Just don't hurt me." After that we just did whatever we could think of. We took her in her living room and balled her on the floor, three at once, two at once, or taking turns while the others watched. Ray took a lot of really hot pictures of her just like he'd said - her with cocks in her mouth, her with come on her face, her with a cock up her ass and one in her pussy at the same time, her with sperm dribbling out of her mouth and her pussy and her ass. After the first half hour or so she didn't give us any trouble at all; we'd just tell her to do something and she'd bend over or get down on her knees or open her mouth or spread her legs or pull her asscheeks apart or whatever. We all came in her mouth at least once and after the first time with Harlan when she gagged a little she just gulped it down like a pro. I noticed that except when she had to move around the room for us she kept her eyes closed all the time but we didn't care. By 8:30 we'd all come in her at least three times each and we were resting, sitting on the couch and the recliner while she stayed on her hands and knees on the floor like we'd told her. I told her to crawl around on all fours and bark for us and after a second, she started doing it, crawling around the floor and making little arf sounds. I called her over to me and made her lick off my cock which was all sticky. Then we told her to go out and fix us something to eat. We didn't even bother to watch her that close. She made us a real nice spaghetti dinner with salad and some decent frozen garlic bread that she microwaved. We mostly stayed in the living room watching TV but occasionally one of us would get up and go out in the kitchen and grab a feel of tit or ass or pussy. It really made me feel good to see her moving around her kitchen totally naked with come splatters all over her making us dinner. The second time I went out I bent her over the sink and slipped my cock up her cunt from behind and stirred it there for a few seconds. She just stood still, bent over the sink, while I did it, not saying anything or making any move at all. My hands were on her asscheeks holding them apart and I popped my thumb into her anus. Tell me you love this, I said, grinding my hips against her ass with my cock up her pussy and rotating my thumb in her asshole. I love it, she whispered. I love it. When I pulled out of her I patted her on the ass and told her to get back to work; she just straightened up and went back to the stove with the pan full of water she was getting without even looking at me. After dinner we got really imaginative. We turned a coffee table over so its legs were pointing up in the air and made Denise squat down on one and take it way up her cunt. Then one of us would sit on the couch in front of her and she'd suck his dick for him while another knelt behind her and fucked her asshole some more. When I fucked her asshole that time my cock slipped in nice and smooth; she might have been virgin at 5:30 but she was broken in now. We'd already come a lot so we weren't really trying to come that much again. Ray took some more pictures of Denise fucking the coffee table and the two of us. Then he made her get a pen and write on a piece of paper that she was just a slut and she'd invited us all over and she loved everything we'd done with her and we'd made her come a lot and she wanted us to come back next time her husband was away. He made her sign it. He was going to keep it but I took it and put it in my pocket saying I'd keep it safe. At 11:00 Ray and Harlan were pretty much all fucked out so they decided to take off. I said I was going to spend the night and Denise would drive me to work in the morning. She didn't even look up from where she was kneeling on the rug when I said it, just kind of nodded. Ray and Harlan left. I looked over at her and told her to go put on something sexy like a negligee. She looked a little upset but got up and left the room. When she came back she was wearing a housecoat and seemed like she was going to cry. I said that's sexy? She said she didn't have anything that sexy to wear. I realized that she and her husband must have had a really boring sex life. I told her to come sit by me on the couch. She came over and sat down. I reached into the front of the housecoat and started thumb- rubbing her nipples and squeezing her big knockers. She just closed her eyes and let her head fall against my shoulder but I could hear her breathing get kind of raspier. I pushed the housecoat down off her shoulders so it puddled around her waist and started sucking her nipples hard, moving from one to the other. She didn't make a sound but her breathing got faster. Then I sat up again, put my hand on the back of her neck, and pushed her head down into my lap. She didn't say anything, just took my cock into her mouth and started pumping her head up and down like we'd taught her. I loved looking down and seeing her brown hair moving up and down in my lap, feeling her sucking my cock like an experienced whore. I called her a slut and a cocksucking tramp and told her I knew she loved it and that from then on she was my whore and she'd do whatever I told her to. She just kept pumping her head up and down without making a sound except the soft slurping noise of her sucking. After ten minutes or so I shot off in her mouth again, not much this time since it was the sixth time for me, but she swallowed what there was and kept sucking until I told her she could stop. I took her in the bedroom after Leno was over and slept like a baby. I made her sleep on the floor beside the bed. The next day I wouldn't let her get dressed until after she'd cooked my breakfast and while she was doing it I bent her over the sink again and fucked her ass hard. It's great coming first thing in the morning in the ass of another man's wife. Even without lubrication she was smooth and easy to get up into. The whole time she didn't say a word or make a sound, just bent over the sink and took it with her eyes closed. She never said a word to anyone about what had happened and that night I went home with her again. I hadn't told Ray and Harlan that her husband would be away two nights so it was just her and me. She undressed in the garage without me saying a word and spent the whole evening doing whatever I told her to. Since then Ray Harlan and I have done a dozen other women the same way and no one has ever reported us. But Denise is still my favorite. I don't share her with the other guys any more but she knows there are rules. When I go up to her office now she knows that first, she has to be wearing something that I can look down the front of and see her nipples, and she has to give me a chance to, too. She also knows that at some point while I'm by her desk she has to find a way to get down on her knees while I'm watching and wait for me to nod before she gets back up. Her desk has a three sided moveable partition around it so it's in a little cubicle, but still, it's in a big room full of those cubicles and people can see if they walk past or even glance over. Some times, if the people in the cubicles closest to her are away from their desks when I get there, I stand next to her desk and slip out my cock and make her take it in her mouth and suck it while I pump in and out of her face a couple of times. She gets nervous but no one has ever seen us. She also knows that if I touch her at all while I'm there that's a signal that she has to go down to the garage and wait in her car for me. Two or three times a week she spends one of her fifteen minute breaks in the front seat of her car, bent over with her head bobbing in my lap sucking me off. She's gotten to the point where she can bring me off in five minutes flat and swallow everything I shoot without gagging. Two or three times a month I make her tell her husband she has to work late and take her back to my apartment and fuck her every which way. She also has to cook my dinner and clean the place up for me. And whenever her husband travels, which is maybe six or seven times a year, I spend the night at her house. She says her sex life with her husband is still totally boring and normal, but with me, she's a completely trained and submissive little house slut. The next woman we did was named Caroline, and she was a little different.