"The willing secretary" - читать интересную книгу автора (Sellers Scott)

CHAPTER THREE

Becky was relieved – in more ways than one. It seemed that Eric's account with Paul Reed was sound. And his choice to hire her on as his personal secretary was proving to be a very wise decision. She knew she was going to be a great help to him in the near future.

After he regained some of his energy, Eric nudged Becky. She was lying comfortably, cuddled up between Paul's legs.

"Ah, Becky? Why don't you go in and take a quick shower? Paul and I have some important business to discuss. And then this afternoon there'll be some things for you to do."

Becky felt a tingle in her cunt. She smiled back at Eric, running a hand across her big tits.

"No, no, there'll be plenty of time for that later," said Eric. "I didn't hire you just to…"

Paul and Becky laughed as Eric blushed. Becky reached over and gently caressed Paul's soft cock.

"I'll believe that when I see it," she said.

Giving Paul's pecker a farewell kiss, Becky got up and walked toward Eric's private bathroom. Her cunt sloshed as she walked, rivulets of cum and pussy-juice streaming down the insides of her thighs.

Paul and Eric slowly gathered themselves together, and then Paul took a chair in front of Eric's desk. He rested his huge hands on his knees and sighed deeply.

"I'll have to hand it to you, Eric old boy. Chicks have given me blowjobs and chicks have given me blowjobs – if you know what I mean. But that chick of yours! Whoa, I'm telling you! I thought I was going to come so hard that I'd blast the back of her head right off!"

Becky had paused again to listen at the wall, out of sight. When she heard Paul say those words, her pussy filled with a pleasant heat. She wanted to take just one last look at his muscle-hardened body before washing up.

Pushing the wall panel open just a hair, Becky saw Eric reaching for the box of cigars he saved for only the most special occasions. He dragged one big Havana under his nose and inhaled appreciatively. Snipping the ends off two of the cigars, he handed one to Paul and fired them up.

"I just hope this is the beginning of a long and satisfying… working… relationship," Eric said.

Working in my cunt, Becky giggled to herself from her hiding place.

"If we had a chick like her working for the team, we'd never win any fucking games," Paul said. "We'd be too busy busting our nuts in the locker room. Boy, can she suck!"

"And fuck," Eric added. "In case you didn't notice, I was back there taking her precious little cherry."

At those words, Becky sighed, feeling her stretched-out cunt aching with a special brand-new pleasure.

"Buddy, you and the Pittsburgh Steelers coulda been back there fucking her into next week and I wouldn't have noticed," Paul said. "She had me in another world with that mouth of hers!"

The two men sat smoking for a while in silence, waiting for Becky to return. They finally heard the shower turn off. It wasn't long before the new secretary stepped back into the room. She was dressed fashionably, but with a certain degree of reservation. Her blonde hair was long and sleek, trailing down across her shoulders. Her long skirt was slit just past the knee and her high-heeled shoes accentuated the curve of her sensuous calves.

Without a doubt, she looked incredibly sexy. But one wouldn't, have guessed that she had just finished fucking and sucking these two satisfied men who stared at her hungrily.

The pleasant smell of the cigars mingled with the heavy smell of sex in the room. Becky's pussy tingled as she smiled back at Paul and Eric. They look so satisfied, she thought. And sure, she had been treated to a great fuck. But something still felt incomplete. After Eric's cock had filled her with his hat cum, she felt strangely empty. She could tell she needed something more. But what that something was – and how she was going to go about getting it – remained a mystery.

"So, Miss Morris. Are you ready to go back to work?"

Becky understood that Eric was talking business now. And she was somewhat relieved, because Eric and Paul seemed too complacent to even try to satisfy her curious desire.

"Yes, ah… Mr. Stafford. Quite ready."

Becky grabbed a notepad off Eric's desk and stood next to him as if she were about to take a letter, Eric leaned back in his chair, trying to act dignified.

"Right now, I've got to go over some of the fine points of Paul's contract," he said. "But in the meantime, I'd like you to run a little errand for me."

"Whatever you say. You're the boss."

"I've been working on a divorce case for a long time now – for my old friend Ed Royce. We've been trying to get this thing wrapped up for too long. I don't know what the problem is. Sometimes I think he doesn't even want a divorce."

Becky noticed Paul grinning, rolling his cigar around in the ashtray. He had met Ed's buxom wife Cathy a few times – and had been instantly attracted to her immense tits and her big shapely ass. Becky also couldn't help noticing that Paul's cock was slowly growing in his form fitting slacks.

"Anyway," Eric continued, "I want you to stop by Ed's wife's lawyer's office and pick up some important papers. We've got to go to court tomorrow and I want to make sure everything is in order."

Eric wrote down the lawyer's name and gave Becky directions. "And get yourself some lunch while you're out," he said, finally. "We'll see you in a few hours."

Becky scooped up her purse and walked to the door. Waving goodbye, she treated Eric and Paul to one last shake of her deliciously wide ass. Just before leaving, she paused and saw the two men staring at one another, shaking their heads in disbelief. Eric put his feet up on the desk and smiled a gratified smile. Becky closed the door and smiled, too. She was confident that this was the start of something really big.

Becky stepped out of the thickly carpeted elevator onto the twenty-fifth floor of the tallest office building in town. She tried to act as businesslike as possible. But deep down, she felt hot and sexy. It was hard for her to dismiss these feelings, and she bit her lip in frustration.

Rechecking the number of the lawyer's office, Becky walked slowly down the high-ceilinged hallway until she found it. The lawyer's name was on the door: Caroline Harris, Attorney at Law.

She opened the door and walked in smartly, trying to display a little self-confidence. After all, this was her first day on the job. And Becky considered first impressions important.

Becky could see that Caroline Harris obviously cared less about first impressions. She was kneeling in front of her desk sucking on a sopping wet pussy!

Becky gasped, holding her hand in front of her mouth. Caroline turned around and glared at the young secretary.

"And what can I do for you, young lady?" she said crisply, wiping pussy-juice from her mouth and chin.

"I… I, ah… Mr. Stafford sent me over… to… get…"

"So you're working for that old limp dick, eh," said the slender lady lawyer.

The big woman sprawled across Caroline's desk slowly raised up, reaching down to gently massage her throbbing clit. "What's going on?" she asked groggily. "I was just about to come!"

"Oh, it's nothing. This little cocksucker here just walked in here like she owned the place, that's all."

The woman on the desk wore her dark hair long and it was carelessly tousled all around her shoulders and tits.

"Damnit, I was so close," the big woman said. "I know, honey. I could feel your sweet pussy ready to blast off," said Caroline. "And since this little slut just spoiled your sweet come, we're going to have to teach her a little lesson."

This was all happening too fast. After all the fucking and sucking in Eric's office, Becky had prepared herself for getting down to business. And she was totally unprepared for this scene. The sight of a lithe older woman sucking the daylights out of another woman's pussy was too much. Becky wondered when these lawyers ever got any work done!

Becky tried to back out the door, but Caroline was much swifter. In one fast motion, the lady lawyer locked the door and pushed Becky hard against the wall. She was remarkably strong for a woman her size.

"Okay, Cathy honey, help me strip her down! She's going to pay for your missed pleasure!"

The big brunette fairly bounced off the wet desk and held Becky in a half-nelson. Caroline ripped off Becky's skirt and blouse, even though Becky kicked and thrashed madly.

"Don't! Stop it! You can't do this to me!" screamed the young secretary.

"Oh, yes we can," Caroline said, leering. "And we're going to do it good, too!"

Despite the fact that she could not escape, Becky felt a strange sexy flow of expectation pass through her cunt. Somehow, struggling fiercely seemed to stimulate this hot new feeling! Becky strained harder, feeling her cunt grow soft and wet and juicy.

Caroline slipped her belt out of her skirt and gently slapped the leather strip against the palm of her hand. "Hold her over your knee, Cathy. And stick her precious little ass up in the air for me!"

Dropping to the floor, and bringing Becky down with her, Cathy stretched the young secretary across her pudgy thighs. Becky's wide white ass bobbed and weaved helplessly – a delicious target for Caroline's vicious belt.

Becky struggled with ill her strength. But it was no use fighting against Cathy's relentless grip. The big woman's bulky tits rested on Becky's squirming back, her giant nipples growing harder and harder.

Trapped in Cathy's grip, Becky felt her energy ebbing. Her wriggling became less intense and she was just about to give up when Caroline struck her full-force in the ass with a stroke of her wide belt. Becky squirmed, sobbing now, her body racked with intense bolts of fiery pain. Again and again, Caroline reared back and whipped the belt across Becky's raw asscheeks. Becky fought to free herself, but Cathy's hold on her only grew tighter.

Through the waves of pain that threatened to make her black out, Becky caught an overpowering whiff of pussy-juice. The more Becky struggled, the more she perspired. And her sweat mingled with Cathy's sweat and their flowing cunt-sauces. Combined with the violent pain, these odors stirred more strange desires within Becky. She found herself rubbing her wet pussy across Cathy's wide thighs in rhythm to Caroline's subsiding belt strokes.

Becky felt itchy thrills flowing through her sopping cunt. They grew stronger and stronger, threatening to build into another shattering climax. Despite these overpowering sensations, Becky thought how strange this was. It had all happened so quickly, without warning or reason.

Caroline was moaning, her little body shivering with sensual, exertion. And Cathy's arms and sweaty legs were holding Becky captive. It seemed so ridiculous to Becky. But as the feelings multiplied in her sensitive cunt, she knew there could be nothing ridiculous about feeling pleasure. She didn't care how odd this scene seemed – now she just wanted more! Her cunt was fairly screaming far satisfaction!

Caroline worked herself up into a lather and was now fingering her wet pussy under her skirt. The belt came down softer and softer across Becky's wounded asscheeks, until Caroline dropped the whip altogether.

Becky realized that this little display had done nothing less than stir up her urges to a fever pitch. The fucking and sucking she had received at the hands of Eric and Paul was only a prelude to this even greater and totally overwhelming experience. She began moaning and bucking her ass back and forth, rubbing her dripping pussy against Cathy.

Cathy got the message and thrust her fingers into Becky's clenching cunt. Back and forth the big woman sloshed her fingers inside Becky. Her hand worked faster and was harder than even Eric's pumping prick!

The little lady lawyer yanked off her clothes and fell down beside her finger-fucking friend.

"She owes you one!" Caroline moaned. "Make her suck your big pussy!"

Cathy was way ahead of her, having leaned back flat onto the carpet, pulling and then pushing Becky's face between her legs. The smell of the big girl's seething pussy-sauces served to keep Becky's cunt itching with a terrible need. Hunching her cunt up and down on the carpet, Becky dove headfirst into Cathy's soaked pussy. Becky's talent for cocksucking was not wasted on Cathy's huge wet cunt. Becky lapped furiously at the girl's erect clit, while Cathy moaned and bellowed.

"Ahhh! Yeah, suck on it! Suck all of it! Ohhhhh!"

Becky slurped and slid her lips along each of Cathy's drenched pussy-flaps before thrusting her tongue full-force into Cathy's cavernous pussy channel. With one hand, Becky worked a slippery finger into the puckered button of Cathy's asshole. In and out, faster and faster, Becky worked her tongue and finger in a smooth, forceful fucking rhythm.

At the same time, little Caroline hefted one of Cathy's enormous tits and began sucking on her hard brown nipple. She sucked and sucked, kneeling next to Cathy's bucking, humping body. The big woman's asscheeks smashed into the carpet while Becky struggled to keep her mouth attached to her big wet cunt.

Becky was beyond thought now. She had given in completely to her passions. It was as if the pervading itch in her cunt had taken control of her body. Her sole purpose in life seemed to be nothing more than giving and having orgasms! She sucked and slurped on Cathy's cunt with every fiber of her being.

Cathy moaned like there was no tomorrow, and Becky ate her pussy all the harder, matching Cathy's increasingly desperate wails with increasingly fiercer tongue-fucking.

Cathy's long hair stuck to her chest, curling in wet spirals around her smooth, jiggling tits. Caroline pushed her wet hair aside and moved atop her hefty friend, mashing her little tits into Cathy's generous nipples. Caroline lifted her skinny leg over Becky's jerking, heaving head and rested her wet pussy atop Cathy's. Their hot pussy-mounds stuck together. Their scratchy pubic bushes fused and crackled. Their two cunts seemed to be glued together into one long delicious slash of wet pussy.

The sight of the two cunts drove Becky wild. All she wanted to do was lick them savagely until they gushed with pussy-cum. Becky felt as if she were one huge tongue – hot and steaming – designed only to make Cathy and Caroline shriek with ecstasy.

Becky pushed Cathy's quivering legs a bit farther apart. Then she placed both hands in front of her so she could get enough leverage to slide her face along the tandem cunts. The fat blade of her tongue moved up and down, thrilling two throbbing clits at once.

"Aaaggghhh! Ohhhhh!"

"Yaaaaiiieeeee!"

Cathy and Caroline moaned together, their cries mingling in one loud eruption of bliss. Their hips bucked and their pussies slapped together, but Becky drove her face and tongue with more and more intensity against their sopping cunts. Sweat and saliva and salty-sweat pussy-sauces washed over Becky's whole face until it looked like she was caught in a rainstorm of cunt-juice. Her hair was wet and stuck to her cheeks and forehead. And her ass still stung with the exquisite after-effects of the belt lashes.

"Yeah, you little bitch! I'm coming! Yeah! Aaaahhhhh!"

The two pussies were hunching uncontrollably, firmly gripped in the throes of a massive orgasm. The two pairs of stuck-together hips spasmed and jerked while Cathy and Caroline wailed with sweet release.

After what seemed an eternity, their thrashing subsided until they fell exhausted into one another's arms.

Becky's neck ached from the constant up and down motion. She sank down cheek-first into a thick creamy pool of cunt-juices and closed her eyes, listening to the soft sounds of the two women murmuring. She felt good – like she had after getting Eric and Paul off. But getting someone else off was one thing. She felt calm after the cunt-sucking workout was over – but she still felt incomplete. As she lay there gathering her strength, an irresistible need was gathering in her cunt.

Sometimes she wondered if she would ever be satisfied!

After she was sufficiently rested, little Caroline managed to stand up. Taking stock of the situation, the lady lawyer reverted back to her normal self. Nudging Becky in the shoulder with her foot, she demanded, "Now, what was it you wanted, you little tramp?"