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o The 'Bookshelf collection' offers a very wide variety of o
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Revenge on Jerry (MF, work)
By LynD (lyndstorys@aol.com)
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I am a secretary/receptionist, and I work for Jerry See. He normally is a very
nice guy. He flirts with all the girls. Usually in an understated way. Except
when it comes to me. I probably wouldve gone out with him ages ago, except I
have so much fun getting even with him at work, who needs a date?
Im Jerrys secretary, and nobody gets in to see him except they have it ok'd by
me. Jerry answers to the man who is 2nd in command. A man apparently fond of
all of Jerrys short commings. A man who is somewhat of a prude, and in my
opinion, needs someone to bring him out of his shell.
Jerrys office is quite beautiful and well decorated up on the 20th floor, with
a beautiful view of the city, a wet bar, a huge couch, a TV on which he
usually watches CNN or stock reports, a stereo, a top of the line computer with
5 ISPs, an errand boy, a research girl, and me. When Im away from my desk
Marcie who is a few yards down the hall takes over my duties.
Once we were explaining some financial reports to the #1 head kahuna, while I
stood next to Jerry and he was sitting in his chair behind his desk.. Jerry had
managed to reach up under my skirt without the big boss noticing, and fondled
me through my slick silk underpanties.I wont say it didnt feel good, but I
was terrified the big boss would fire us both. He got me so wet and excited,
that as soon as the boss left, I had a big O standing at Jerrys desk. I tried
to pretend he hadnt got to me, but he could see by the look on my face that I
had just had a religious experience.
Once he put BB's all over the floor between my desk and his office, so that
when I walked out on the way to my station, I slipped and fell flat on my back,
he had his camera ready, and got all kinds of photos of me in various
humiliating positions: one of me falling down, a photo showing my skirt
hiked up to my face with underthings exposed, one of me turning on all fours to
get my footing and exposing my derriere--- sometimes I feel freer not wearing
panties, and Jerry knows it, (having molested me on several occasions as I have
already mentioned).
All I wanted was to get to my chair and call the janitor to vaccum up those
little round BB's. Oh---Jerry was hysterical with laughter.
The last crazy thing Jerry did to me was last week, when we had an office full
of VIP's. About 8 or 9 from all over different parts of the company.
He fished out the icecubes from his drink, got behind me, and put them down the
front of my blouse without anybody noticing, just as they all headed into his
office to look at some charts we had prepared for them. This made my nipples
rock hard. I hoped nobody noticed .Well, when they would saunter out to stretch
their legs in my lobby, their eyes would go straight to my breasts and the big
wet spots there with the pointy nipples. I suppose they were wondering how the
wet spots got there. I couldnt believe how they stared!!.
Once he put a whoopie cushion in my seat. Can you believe I actually sat on it!
Once he put Tobasco sauce in my morning coffee.
Well I happen to know that the big boss is somewhat of a pervert from what his
secretary has told me. He pays her hush money and has her bring in call girls
every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon. In his memos however, he always warned
his executives not to engage in hanky panky or they could face severe penalties
due to charges of sexual harrassment and misbehavior. So everybody in the
company had the idea that he was a straight ace. Not a little old dried up man
who had sex adventures in his office twice a week. No one wanted to cross
the old man. Most tried to behave themselves and established a measure of
decorum.
After enduring years of this crazy, but loveable guy, I decided to "get even"
with Jerry. And so I told him his researcher had quit and I already had a
replacement. The research girl had just taken the day off. I had given her the
day off so I could work my little joke on Jer. So I got a call girl service to
send over a naughty girl to take care of him.
Jerry welcomed her to the company and they shook hands. I had already filled
her in on what I wanted to take place. She fed him, she massaged him, she
poured his wine, she rubbed his feet. I had arranged for the #2 boss to
visit us, but I had to be sure of the timing, when he arrived I was to knock
once on Jerrys door, then the hooker would perform her last and final feat:
become a rodeo queen. For she had put on her cowgirl outfit. They both wore
cowboy pants with the butt cut out, no shirts just a tie, and cowboy hats. They
both were a little high from the wine.
Suddenly I saw him---the #2 man way down the hall, about 500 feet away in this
huge bldg. I knocked once, and ran in the little coffee nook where I had
installed a peep hole so I could spy on Jerrys office. I saw the blond pull on
her dildo harness, I saw Jerrys eyes get wide with fear, she grabbed him so he
coudnt get away, then she pulled out a tube of KY lubricant and bent him over
the huge executive desk to grease him up. He was getting more and more
enthused as she put the tip of the dildo in his behind and slowly entered him,
bit by bit.
His Mr Happy was very happy. But he had a worried look of anticipation.
The #2 boss was still coming, only now I could hear his foot steps as well, and
with him was the dried up old man who owned the place.
"Is Jerry ready for our conference?" #2 asked.
"Yes" I said smiling, and pushed open the door.
But they were so busy, Jerry didnt notice them for a while. The big blonde was
fucking his ass brutally . Jerry took the whole thing like a man, or should I
say woman. I suppose this would be humiliating enough, plus the fact that
Jerry couldnt resist or say no because she was taller and heavier and stronger
than him. He really had no choice. And all of a sudden he came, shouting and
shooting everywhere. His hand clutched himself as they leaned over the desk
with Jerry impaled on the hookers plastic penis.
Soon he began to realize they had visitors. He yelled and ducked down . The
men laughed and the big boss said what a great imagination Jerry had, cowboy
outfits!. The prude asked me for the name of the girl. And Jerry hid behind the
desk in his cowboy duds, as the now dressed hooker walked out. Then both bosses
said, "Good show! Gotta go now. Tell Jerry it was nice of him to introduce us
to such a creative girl."
Finally I had the perfect chance to ask him, "Hey Jer, how was the ride????"