Hard Day at the Office

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Tom Jones loved his job as the owner of one of the largest construction companies in the city. He was successful because he was able to recognize talent and put those people in positions that benefited his business. More importantly, he was ruthless in getting what he wanted. Each time he saw his name up on a sign at a new construction site, he felt pride and job satisfaction. But that was only part of the reason Tom loved his job.

Tom was in a position of power and he used it to subjugate the woman in his corporate family. His female employees as well as the wives and daughters of his employees where all fare game as far as he was concerned and he used a wide variety of ways to sample their pleasures. The hunt was exciting to him and he loved to play with people as he found which buttons to push to bend them to his will.

The husbands and fathers of his prey had their livelihoods in his hands as well as the woman in the company, many of them single mothers. He was the one who decided if they would get and keep their jobs and what they would get paid. Even more so, he held the key to their success… their futures. He decided who got the promotions that led to higher salaries and stability.

Tom was a sexual predator. He’d often thought that he couldn’t help it if God had blessed him with a huge cock and incredible stamina. It was a gift, he’d reasoned. One that he loved to use to as often as possible. He’d discovered at an early age that he had a condition the doctors called Satyrism. He could maintain his erection and cum multiple times. He was now in his early 50’s, balding, with a pot belly, but was deceptively strong and had been using Viagra to supplement his staying power for a number of years.

Today was a special day for him. He was planning to break in a new conquest, the beautiful daughter of Tim Anderson. He’d watched Rachel grow into a beautiful young woman and had called her, asking her to come in to see him. He was going to use his standard ploy, one that had been very effective over the years. He administered the company scholarship program and used the lure of a full ride at the college of the girl’s choice to make her submit to his desires.

His secretary buzzed and told him that Miss Rachel Anderson was waiting to see him. “Send her in Ms. Johnson,” he said to his intercom as he leaned forward and pretended to be busy with some papers on his desk. He looked up when she walked in and drank in her firm ripe body. MMMMM, he thought, she’s a younger version of her beautiful mother. A woman he’d added to his list of conquests long ago. Rachel’s big full tits, firm little ass, and the curly blonde hair that framed her beautiful face made her an almost perfect copy of her sexy mother.

“Hello, Mr. Jones,” she said to her father’s boss.

“Thank you for coming in, please sit down Rachel,” Tom said rather routinely, pointing to a chair across from his desk.

After sitting, Rachel presented her paperwork for the scholarship and answered Tom’s questions.

“Very nice,” Tom complimented her package. “It looks like you have all the qualifications needed to get into the company scholarship program.”

“Oh, thank you very much,” the young girl exclaimed with a sigh of relief.

“I think you may be worthy,” Tom continued. “But there’s more than just what you did in school. You have to meet my personal requirements. Raise your dress.”

“What?” Rachel exclaimed, stunned by the suddenness of the request.

“I need to make sure your legs are acceptable.”

“Oh,” Rachel said as she slowly stood up, not at all certain of what was happening. She reached the hem of her dress and lifted it to mid-thigh.

“Higher,” Tom ordered. She raised it a little more. “Higher.” She kept moving it upwards. “Higher.”

When the dress was just below her thong she hesitated and said, “Mr. Jones why do I have to do this?” She looked inquiringly at Tom, but he simply motioned with his hand to keep going. With shaking hands, Rachel raised the dress a little more — her thong just beginning to show.

“For God’s sake girl, to your waist,” he said forcefully.

Tom enjoyed this little game. He intentionally didn’t initially tell the young girl to raise her dress to her waist. He wanted it to be done a little at a time… winning each minor battle of wits. He was pleased when her dress was lifted all the way to her waist, providing him a clear view of her rather transparent thong. He assumed that was one of the reasons she hesitated. He was able to see her fluffy blonde pubic hairs through the see-through garment. He reveled in the redness that spread over her innocent face.

“Hummm… yes, very nice,” Tom complimented her, making her think she was closer to receiving the scholarship, “now the top. Just make believe your undies are a bikini.”

“B-But, I-I’m wearing a dress.”

“Then take it off, girl. C’mon, I don’t have all day. Do you want the scholarship or not?”

Tom sat back and watched the young girl struggle to make up her casino siteleri mind. It was so predictable that he almost laughed. But her financial need finally won out over her modesty. Tom knew that she wanted to go to an Ivy League school that her parents couldn’t afford to send her to with the company’s help.

She let go of the bottom part of her dress and started fumbling with the buttons. When they were undone, Rachel pulled the dress over her head, leaving her in only a skimpy bra and thong. The bra was also transparent, displaying her nipples and areolas. She stood self-consciously in front of her father’s boss, a much older man, almost completely naked.

“Turn around,” Tom commanded.

Rachel slowly turned so that she faced away from the man who had the power to give her the start in her adult live that she so desperately wanted. He’d meant for her to make a 360 degree turn, but this was even better. He looked at her cute little ass and the crack that was clearly visible through the thin material.

With her turned away from him, Tom opened his pants and pulled his huge hardening cock out. He began stroking it while watching her. If she had turned around she would have caught him, that was part of his excitement. But she didn’t turn.

“OK, turn back around,” Tom instructed right after sliding his chair under the desk — his hand still on his now hard cock. “Take the rest of it off.”

“Why do I have to do that?”

“Because I said so. I want to see all of you. Jeez girl, I thought you wanted the scholarship. This is getting tiring.”

Rachel thought for a moment and then rationalized that she had gone this far already, what difference would it make? After all, she was already almost naked and he was just being a dirty old man like the old homeless men in the street who whispered all those filthy things to her when she passed by them.

She placed her dress on top of the desk and unclasped her bra, pulling it off and depositing in also on the desk. Then, after hesitating for a moment, slid her thong down to her ankles and stepped out of them, adding them to the pile of clothing. She felt so vulnerable standing naked before a fully-clothed strange man.

“Oh, very nice… very, very nice. You shouldn’t be so timid about displaying your body,” Tom encouraged her, trying to break down her resistance. “You’ve become a very beautiful woman with a great body. And you do have a really fine body, but… Mmmm, I don’t know….” Tom said, as if to himself, with his voice trailing off.

“What?” Rachel immediately reacted.

“Well, I don’t know if your really willing to do what it takes to qualify… um, well to be honest, I don’t think you want the scholarship badly enough.”

“Oh, but I do Mr. Jones,” the naive young girl exclaimed, “I’d do anything!”

“Really?” he said. “Well then… fondle your breasts for me. I want to see your nipples get hard.”

Tom smiled as he saw the young woman hesitate as she fought an inner battle with herself. Then his smile grew even larger as she slowly raised her hands and cupped her beautiful full breasts. Her fingers twirling and pulling on her nipples as she made them get hard and much longer.

Rachel was getting used to being naked and doing what her father’s boss requested. She had very sensitive nipples and knew just how to get them erect. After causing both nipples to stand out, Rachel proudly displayed her naked boobs, but then gasped when Tom pushed his chair back and brought his lap into view.

“Oh god, what are you doing Mr. Jones?” she exclaimed.

“You were playing with yourself so I began playing with myself,” he replied with a smile.

“Bu-But you told me to,” she stammered.

“Doesn’t matter. I liked it and I got excited. Now I’d like you to come over here and help me out,” he told her.

“You what? Over there? What do you want me to do? I don’t understand,” she said as her eyes grew wide.

“Just come over here…. That’s right. Now help me out. Put your hand where mine is,” he instructed her.

“On your…. You mean on your, uh… on that!” she said pointing to Tom’s hard-on.

“Yeah, on that! On my dick… my cock. Don’t you see how hard it is? You caused that and now I’m asking you to help me out,” he said softly.

“I-I-I can’t do that,” she replied uncertainly.

“Sure you can… if you really want the scholarship. You did say you’d do anything didn’t you. Prove it.” Tom told her, pulling her hand onto his huge cock. “Good, now move it up and down… yeah, like that. Oh, that’s so nice… mmmmm.”

Rachel’s little hand slid up and down the older man’s cock just like it did on her boyfriend’s when they were parking. Tom watched her get into a rhythm and then reached up and started playing with her hard nipple. Rachel’s eyes stared at his fingers on her breast, but her hand kept moving up and down on his cock. After a while, Tom moved his hand between her naked thighs and inserted a finger into her pussy. She gasped, but kept güvenilir casino moving her hand. He pushed his finger all the way in, validating that she was not a virgin. He finger-fucked her while she jerked him off.

“OK girl, put my cock in your mouth,” he told the wide eyed teenager.

“You want me to blow you. I can’t do that. My god Mr. Jones I hardly know you,” she blurted out.

“You don’t know me?” he laughed. “I’ve know you since you were a little girl sitting on my knee at company picnics. Now look at us. My finger’s in your cunt and you’re jerking me off. I don’t think we’re strangers. Do you?”

“But that’s so intimate. I just can’t.”

“How badly do you want this scholarship?” Tom asked the naive young girl.

Rachel wanted it very much. She knew that getting into an Ivy League college where she could establish contacts with the children of the rich and powerful would be the beginning of a very rewarding life for her. Then she considered all that Mr. Jones said. She was naked… his finger was inside her… and her hand was wrapped around his massive hard cock, jerking him off.

So what if she gave him a blow job. It would soon be over with and she’d get what she wanted. She did it with her boyfriend Jimmy and she reasoned that if she closed her eyes she could pretend that she was going down on Jimmy.

Rachel dropped to her knees. In doing so she forced his finger even deeper into her pussy before it popped out and rubbed against her clit as she sunk lower. A soft moan escaped her lips as that happened. Her hand, still on his hard on, guided his big cock into her mouth. Tom looked down at the 18 year old girl as her lips parted and then slid over his cock.

Tom loved it. Another, beautiful, naked female was on her knees blowing him. He watched her lips slide up and down his hard cock, leaving a shiny trail of spit. Every once in a while he’d hear her gulp down the saliva accumulating in her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down in his lap. ‘She must be used to young guys cumming quickly,’ Tom thought when she seemed impatient for the end. She increased the speed of her bobbing head, causing her lips to rub against his organ more quickly. She was succeeding in trying to end her ordeal.

“Wait,” Tom said as he pushed her head off his cock. A long strand of saliva connected her lower lip to the tip of his cock. He stared at it until it snapped. “Climb on board.”

“Oh no… I can’t do that. Really, Mr. Jones, I just can’t. Not that.”

“Why not? Don’t you want the scholarship? You’ve come so far, why not finish it?”

“Please, I’ve only done that with my boyfriend. I just can’t do that.”

“That? What is that? Tell me what you can’t do.”

“I-I can’t have… intercourse… with you.”

“Intercourse? Shit girl, were you raised in a convent? Nothing in this world is free… I guess you don’t really want this scholarship after all.”

“Yes… yes I do,” the young naive girl said rapidly. “I do… really.”

“Then for God’s sake, prove it.”

“Mr. Jones, I can’t… fuck you. It wouldn’t be right.”

“What the hell have you been doing girl? Did you let me stick my finger in your cunt? Huh? Did you jerk me off? Huh? Where was my cock a moment ago? In your mouth… right? You were sucking my cock. For God’s sake, don’t stop now. You’re in line for the scholarship. But you gotta earn it. Do you

understand? Do you?”

Tom watched the girl’s troubled expression in silence. He saw the torment in her face from the battle she was waging inside her head. When her eyes looked up he knew he had won — she was his. Rachel lifted one leg and swung it over his lap while facing him. Standing on her tiptoes, the submissive girl waited for Tom to move, but he just beamed at her, remaining motionless.

Rachel understood and reached between her thighs and found his long hard cock. She guided it to her young pussy and lowered herself onto his organ. She felt his thick cock slide into her… deeper and deeper than she’d ever felt before… until she was sitting on his lap. Tom had a good four inches more than Jimmy had given her and the incredible thickness had her cuntal sheath stretched around his deeply rooted shaft like a second skin.

It was hard for Rachel to sit still with his massive cock inside her inexperienced little pussy. To Tom’s enjoyment, she began squirming on his lap. He looked between her widely spread legs at the neatly trimmed blonde bush. His hand slid between them and his finger located the base of his cock. He moved his finger around, feeling the moist skin of Rachel’s pussy clinging to his big dick. The girl just stared at him with wide eyes.

While Rachel fidgeted on his cock, Tom’s finger found her clit — totally vulnerable in her exposed position. He gently stroked it and her writhing became more pronounced.

“Ohh… mmmm… ohhh,” the young girl moaned.

Rachel’s squirming turned into a more pronounced movement. She started to move her hips back and forth, canlı casino causing Tom’s cock to partially come out of her and then go back inside. He felt the wetness drip from her excited cunt. His finger returned to the area where they were connected and he lubricated his finger with her juices. Now when he returned to her clit, his moistened finger resumed its titillation.

“Ohhhhhh,” Rachel sighed when the lubricated finger touched her. A wet finger is much more pleasurable than a dry one, and Tom knew that. He continued to transfer the juices from her leaking pussy to her clit — moving his finger in little circles. “Mmmmm… aaahhhh… ohhh… ooooh… mmmmm.”

Rachel couldn’t control herself any longer and began bouncing up and down on the old man’s cock. She lifted off him and then crashed back down onto his lap. Up and down… up and down… up and down. Her pussy grabbed and milked his cock to increase the friction and the stimulation. Tom sat back and watched his cock slide in and out of Tim Anderson’s sweet daughter as he fondled her jiggling young tits. Each time she raised off him he could see the slickness on his cock increase.

Suddenly, she put her hands on his shoulders for support and started bouncing so hard on his lap that her ass cheeks made slapping sounds each time she smashed onto his thighs. Then, sitting down hard on his lap, Rachel’s body froze. She leaned forward a little causing her clit to press against his cock and began a forward and backward motion with her hips until her face crinkled and her body shuddered in a powerful orgasm.

“Aaarrggghhhh!!!!” she screamed out through clenched teeth.

Before Rachel reopened her eyes, Tom grabbed her ass and stood up, never separating from her. He carried her the few steps to his desk and placed her on it. He then put his hands flat on the desktop and began thrusting into her with deep powerful strokes.

“Ugh… ugh… ugh… ugh,” Rachel grunted as Tom rammed his massive cock into her.

Tom saw the young woman’s eyes open wide. She was being brutally fucked by her father’s boss on his desk. His hard cock was moving in and out of her glove tight little cunt with great force and speed… and there was nothing she could do about it.

Then, after a good fifteen minutes, Tom thrust in one last time and leaned his body over Rachel’s. He looked into her eyes and watched her reaction as his hot sperm shot into her pussy. It was the final submission. She was really being fucked and fucked hard. He continued to shoot more and more of his cum inside her and all she could do was lay there and accept it.

Without Rachel seeing him, Tom hit the button on his intercom. This was the per-planned signal. A moment later, his secretary’s voice came through the intercom’s speaker, “Mr. Jones, your next appointment is here. Mrs. Anderson’s on her way in.”

Tom pulled out of Rachel’s pussy and the poor girl jumped off the desk in a panic — looking around… moving erratically. “I have to get out of here. Oh my god… oh my god… my mother’s here.”

“Shhh,” Tom said, “be quiet. Get under the desk. Get out of sight.” As the flustered girl crawled under the desk, Tom gathered up her clothes and flung them into a closet behind him. “Be quiet. Don’t let her know you’re here.”

Tom sat down in his chair and moved it towards the desk, trapping the young girl underneath it. To her shock, Tom’s pants were still undone.

“Hello, Jill my dear,” Tom greeted Tim Anderson’s sexy blonde haired wife, “so glad you could come in today.”

“Hello, Mr. Jones,” Rachel heard her mother’s voice.

“Well, as you know, this is the time for performance reviews that determine pay increases for my employees,” Tom continued. “I expect you to show me your graditude for a good review of your husband’s work. It shouldn’t take long.”

Tom was busy writing on a piece of paper as he spoke to the beautiful Mrs. Jill Anderson. Then he slipped the note to Rachel who read it in disbelief. It simply said, “Blow me.”

Rachel considered her alternatives. She didn’t have any. After all she had been through, it would have been ludicrous to give up now. She earned the scholarship and she was going to get it — no matter what! She maneuvered in the cramp quarters until she was on her knees between Tom’s legs. Tom’s cum began leaking out of her pussy and running down her thighs as a reminder that she was just fucked by the old man.

She tugged on his pants and underwear until they were at his ankles, spread his knees further apart, and crawled between them. She saw his now limp cock, covered with a mixture of his sperm and her juices, and lifted it to her lips. Opening her mouth, Rachel swallowed the messy cock and started licking it with her tongue.

“OK Jill, you know what to do,” she heard Tom tell her mother. “Take off your clothes and let me see you in your underwear.” Rachel heard the same line he gave her and gently nipped the cock in her mouth, letting him know that she was not pleased. This startled Tom and he jumped in his seat.

“You okay?” Jill asked when she saw the sudden movement.

“Sure, just a chill.”

“Well, I’m not wearing a bra,” the beautiful blonde woman announced. She was used to taking care of her husband’s horny old boss.

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