Back In The Office

I had a pretty nasty car accident that put me out of commission for a few months. While I was gone, I got several get-well cards and text messages from one of the girls at work that I was friendly with at work. Honestly, the attention was a bit surprising. We were friendly, but not what I would call friends. Regardless, the attention was appreciated.

The girl in question was Jenny. Jenny was absolutely stunning! Long blonde hair that matched her long tan legs. Her blue eyes dotted a think face that always had a smile. She also had an impressive set of chest bumps mounted to her long athletic frame. She was one of the kindest people you will ever meet. She also wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed.

When I finally did return to work, of course, I got a ton of visits from co-workers welcoming me back. But, much to my surprise, the visitors didn't include Jenny. Then, later in the morning, I got an email from her asking me to stop by her office when I had a minute.

When I entered her office, she jumped out of her seat and fell into my arms, squeezing me as if her life depended on it.

"Oh, Mark! I'm so happy to see you're okay and back in the office!" she exclaimed while she pulled me tight.

"Yeah, well, it's good to be back."

She finally sat back down at her desk. "I thought we'd lost you," she said with sympathetic eyes.

I gave a little chuckle. "Yeah. It was touch-n-go there for a minute or two."

"Oh my gosh! I'm so glad you're back."

"Hey, I appreciate all of the cards and messages. It meant a lot."

"Of course! I would've come over to your desk but there was such a crowd. I didn't want to interrupt."

"Interrupt?! You could never interrupt me," I said with a smile. "So, what's up?" I asked as I sat down in the chair alongside her desk.

"Well..." she started timidly. "I realized, with you being so close to death and all, there's a question I've wanted to ask. I didn't realize how badly I wanted to know until, you know, we didn't know if you'd be coming back."

I looked at her quizzically. "Sure, anything. You can ask me anything. What is it?"

She paused. I could see she was giving a lot of thought to whatever it was.

Finally, she asked, "Can you close the door, please? And lock it?" As I turned to close and lock the door, she began to lower the blinds with her remote to the window looking into the hallway.

I turned back to her with my brows furrowed.What could possibly be so concerning that she needs privacy?

"What is it, Jenny? What's going on?" I asked with true concern.

"Well..." she started with hesitation. "I know you've dated a couple of the girls in the office."

It was a fairly large office. I had dated more than a couple. "Okay."

"And, you know, girls talk."

I chuckled. "I'm aware."

"Well, I couldn't help but over hear the girls talking about...you." Her face started to blush.

Am I in trouble?"Oh yeah? Like what?"

"Well...they, uh...they said..." She gulped. Her eyes nervously darted from the floor to my face. "They said, you, um, you have a huge...you know..."

Is she going where I think she's going?"A huge - what?"

Her face was completely flushed. "A huge, um...a huge...thingy."

"A huge - thingy?"

"You know. A big...you know...a big...penis." The word sucked the air out of the room. She looked me in the face with pleading eyes. "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have said anything. I'm sorry."

I chuckled. "No no, it's fine. It's fine. It took a lot of, um, courage to ask me that." I paused. "Do you want me to answer that?"

She slowly nodded. "Yes."

I smiled. "Well, I've never had any complaints, I'll put it that way."

"Can I...see it?"

My eyebrows raised. "You want to see it?" I asked in a shocked tone.

"I'm sorry! I shouldn't have asked. It's okay. You don't have to."

"No no, it's fine. Do you seriously want to see it?"

"Well...yeah...kind of."

"Kind of?"

"Yes, I want to see it."

I smiled and stood up. "Okay. But I have a rule," I said with a crooked smile as I worked at the belt buckle and zipper.

"Really? What's that?"

"If I pull it out, you have to suck it."

Her eyebrows sailed up her forehead. "Seriously?!"

I nodded. "Seriously." My hands were at the waist band. "Still want to see it?"

Softly she said, "Yes."

I pulled my pants and boxers off of my hips and they fell to the floor. She gasped when the beast flopped out.

"Oh my God! It's not even hard yet and it's twice the size of my boyfriend's!"

I laughed. "Sucks to be him. And you."

She looked up at me. "Can I - touch it?"

I nodded. "Sure."

She slowly raised her hand. It twitched when her warm soft hand touched it. She instinctively wrapped her long fingers around it.

"It's so heavy!" She began to tug on it. "And it's getting bigger!"

"Yeah, well, you keep tugging on it like that it'll only get bigger."

Her hand flew away. "Oh my gosh! I'm sorry!"

I laughed. "Sorry? Sorry for what?"

"You know. For making it, you know, bigger."

I chuckled. "It's only gonna get bigger when you wrap your lips around it."

"Huh?"

"That was the deal. I pull it out, you suck it."

"You were serious?!"

I nodded. "I told you, that's the rule. I don't whip it out just because."

"Wow. Yeah. Well, okay." She licked her lips without even thinking about it. It twitched again when she wrapped her hand around it again. She stared at it.

"Do you deepthroat, Jenny?"

"Deepthroat? Like, swallow it all?" I nodded. She blushed again. "Well, yeah. Not all the time though. I'm usually really horny when I do it. And I might have a had drink or two," she giggled. "Except with Daddy."

Did I hear that right?!"Daddy?"

"Yeah. Daddy said good girls always do whatever it takes to make their daddies happy. He said mom wouldn't do it and, after I went away to college, he really missed me, so that would make him really happy and help him not miss me so much when I was away."

Holy shit!"Wow. I'll bet that really did make him happy!"

She nodded while she stroked me. "Oh, it did!"

"I know you haven't had anything to drink but are you horny now?"

She looked down. "Yes."

"Is your pussy wet?"

The words took her breath away for a moment. "Yes. My panties are all wet," she said with embarrassment.

"So, do you think you can deepthroat me?"

Her face shot up to look at me. "Oh my God, no! It...it's so big!"

"Why don't you give it a shot? It would make me really happy."

"Well. Okay. I'll try."

"Guh!" I grunted when I was suddenly in her mouth.

My hands almost instantly went to the back of her head and my hips started to slowly rock. Her face slid on the first three inches while her hand stroked the rest of the now completely stiff pole. She gave a muffled squeal when I reached down and palmed one of her impressive globes. I groped the flesh and pinched the erect nipple piercing the thin material.

"I think you need to take this shirt off," I suggested while she slurped.

I fell out of her mouth. She looked up at me. "Why?"

"Nobody told you to stop suckin'," I said as I pulled her head back to me, causing my rod to slap against her chin and across her cheek until she was able to suck me back in. "Because I don't want you to get any slobber on your nice shirt."

"Mmm! Mmmmhmmm," she nodded and hummed around my stick before she started to unbutton her shirt. She shimmied her shoulders and tugged until it finally slid down her arms and into her hands, then placed the wadded garment on the desk.

I reached behind her and unclasped her bra. "Let's get rid of this, as well."

"Mmmmhmmmm," she whirred as the lace slid down her arms and joined the shirt on the desk.

I began to rock my hips harder. The tip of my thick sword slammed against the back of her mouth. She gagged with every stab at the entrance to her throat.

"Come on, Jenny. Take it. Take it all!"

She soon pushed me away and broke free of the firm grip I had on her skull.

She looked up at me with pathetic eyes and swiped her forearm across her shiny chin. "I'm sorry, Mark. I can't. I can't take it all. It's too big!"

"Well, that's disappointing."

She looked down like a child would when being scolded. "I know. I'm sorry. I didn't make you finish, either."

"Well, there are other alternatives," I said slyly.

She looked back up at me. "Really? Like what?"

"You said earlier your panties were all wet earlier, right?"

She nodded. "Uh huh."

"Which means you're horny, right?"

She blushed. "Well, yeah."

Does she not see what I'm getting at?"Soooooo..."

"So...what?"

Dumb bitch!"Soooo...I'll bet that wet pussy could take my whole cock."

Her eyes widened and she gasped. "You...want to make love?! Right here? Right now?!"

I laughed. "First of all, we wouldn't be making love. We'd be fucking, pure and simple. Haven't you ever fucked just to fuck?"

Her eyes fluttered at the harshness of the words. "Well, no. I don't think so."

"So, when a guy shoots his load down your throat, or all over your face, that's making love?"

"Ewww! On my face?! I've never had that happen."

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, whatever. Regardless. What we were just doing, when I was fucking your skull, that was making love?"

"Well...it...it was done out of love."

I sighed. "Okay. Call it whatever you want. The bottom line is you're horny, your pussy is wet, and my cock is hard."

"But...but...in my office? Now?"

"Yeah. Why not?"

"Well...that's...I...I've never done that in my office before."

"Have you ever had a cock in your mouth in your office before?"

"Well, no."

"So how is this different?" I could see her mind spinning. I looked at her with a crooked smile. "Come on, Jenny. You can't tell me you haven't thought about having my fat cock fucking your cunt."

She wasn't used to the harshness of the words. She smiled meekly. "Well...that's true."

I grabbed her arm and pulled her out of her chair. "Great. Okay. Let's get you out of this skirt."

I quickly had her skirt unzipped and sliding down her tan legs.

"Wait!" she exclaimed as she stepped out of skirt.

I was on my knees. "Ooooo, a thong. Very nice." She giggled and blushed. "Let's get this out of the way." Her body stiffened as I pulled it down and around her stilettos. "Damn, Jenny, you weren't kidding. Your panties are soaked!"

In an embarrassed tone, she replied, "I told you."

She had already bent over and was gripping the desk as if she had done this before. I slid in behind her and forced her legs apart. She squeaked when my head touched her inflamed lips.

"Damn, Jenny! Your panties aren't the only that's soaked. Your cunt is dripping wet!"

"I...I can't help it. Sucking your thing got me all horny."

I continued to slide my tip along her swollen slit. It was all I could do to keep from diving in. I could it was driving her crazy.

"Sucking on my what?"

"Your thingy."

"You mean my cock?"

"Yeah, that."

"That what?"

"Your...your cock."

"Exactly. Okay, from now on it's a cock, not a thingy. Got it?" She nodded her head. "We're fucking, not making love. Got it?" She shook her head again. "And I'm about to fuck your cunt. Okay?"

She nodded. "Yes."

She yipped when I pressed against her, beginning to split her snatch, leaning in as I did.

"Are you ready?" I whispered with a menacing tone in her ear.

She nodded nervously. "I...I think so," she whimpered.

"Ready for what?"

"Ready for you to...to, um, fuck me? With your, um, cock?"

"That's right." I stood back up and pressed further. The thick head was inside her. "I'll bet you've got a tight little pussy."

"I...I do. That...that's what my boyfriend says," she stuttered.

"Well, I'm gonna wreck this fuckin' pussy. He won't recognize it when I'm done with it," I hissed. The first three inches were in. Both hands were gripping her hips.

The words sent a chill up her spine. I could barely hear her breath, "Oh my God." "I know," she sighed. Her head snapped back and her eyeballs nearly came out of their sockets when I threw myself forward and landed balls deep. 'OH MY GOD!" she howled.

"Jesus Christ! I knew your cunt would be tight as fuck. But, goddamn! This is the tightest cunt I've ever fucked!"

"That...that's because you're so big!"

"What's so big?"

"Your...your cock!"

"You'd better keep your voice down," I chuckled as I began to rock back and forth. "People are going to think I'm beating you."

"I...I know. I...I can't help it. I think your...your...huge...cock...bounced off a rib!"

I laughed. "And you fuckin' love it."

"Oh my God. My poor little pussy!"

I laughed again and began to pump harder. "It's not gonna be a tight little pussy when I'm done with it."

"I...I know! Oh my God...please..." she huffed.

"Please what?"

"Don't...don't stop. Stretch my tight little...pussy...out with your huge...cock!"

With that I began to pump her full of man meat harder and faster. Soon she was pushing back into my thrusts. The tiny office filled with the sound of skin slapping skin. After what seemed like hours but, in reality, was only a few minutes, I felt her begin to spasm around my muscle. Her breathing became more labored.

I said in a mocking tone, "You're about to cum, aren't you?"

"Y-y-yes," she stammered.

"You're about to cum like a little slut in your own office, aren't you?"

She nodded. "Y-y-yes. Ohmagawd, yes."

"Come on, bitch. Show my how a little slut cums while she's being fucked in her own office," I hissed.

"Ohmagawd, don't stop."

"Don't stop what?"

"Don't...don't stop...fucking me with your...your huge...cock!"

I gave a wicked laugh. "What a fuckin' slut! You're the fuckin' office slut, aren't you?"

She shook her head. "No. No! That...that's not true!" Her legs began to tremble.

"I'm wrecking your tight little pussy in your fucking office. You're the office slut. Say it. You're the office slut."

She shook her head again. "No! No! It...it's not true!"

"You better fuckin' say it or I won't let you cum."

"Ohmagawd," she puffed. "Fine! I...I'm the office slut! It's true! You're...you're fucking me with your huge cock in my office! I...I'm the office slut! Please...please don't stop! Please don't stop fucking my tight little pussy! Please...please make me...cum!"

Sweat was dripping off my face onto her sweet little ass and dotting my shirt. "Good giril. Since you were such a good little slut, I'm gonna let you cum."

"Yes! Please! Thank...thank you!"

I reached around and slapped her vibrating button. Her eyes flew open. It's a good thing I had a grip on her hips or she would've shot across the desk."

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" she shrieked. "AAAAIIIIIYYYYYEEEEEEE!"

It felt like an oil tanker had exploded in her lithe body. Every nerve ending was on fire. She pushed back into me hard. Her slit clamped down on me.

"Don't stop! Oh my God, don't stop! Ohmagawd! Oh fuck!"

I slammed her hole as hard and as fast as I could. The throbbing around my tool finally began to slow. Her body began to slump. But I continued to slam her door.

She finally reached back and pushed against my stomach. "Stop! Stop! Ohmagawd, stop!" she giggled.

She sighed when I pulled back. My wood was shiny and dripping with her juices. She started to slide down to her knees, but I dug into her hips and pulled her back up.

She spun her head around. "Huh? What...what're you doing?"

I touched my glistened tip to her puckered rosebud.

"Now I'm gonna fuckin' ruin this tight little asshole."

Her head spun around. "What?! You didn't finish?!"

I shook my head with an evil smile and pressed. "No, I didn't cum. But I'm about to. I'm gonna fill this ass with cum."

She spun her body out of my grip and placed her hands on my chest. "No! Please! Oh my God! Not my butt! Please! Oh my God! You...you'd split me in half with that...that...huge cock!"

"What? You've never had a man bury his cock in your ass?"

"Well...maybe once or twice. But...but I was drunk! So that doesn't count, right?"

"Oh, it counts," I chuckled.

"Please! Don't! I'm begging you."

I thought for a moment. I found her defiance aggravating. "Fine. Get on your fuckin' knees," I growled as I placed my hand on her head and shoved her down. "Open your fuckin' mouth!"

She barely had time to react before her mouth was full of throbbing meat. I had a firm grip on her head and threw my hips at her face.

"There you go. You like the taste of your cunt? Huh? You like the tase of your cunt on my cock?"

Droll rolled down her chin and fell onto her swaying mounds. "Mmmmhmmmm! Mmmmhmmmm!"

"Grrrrrr. Your fuckin' whore mouth is gonna make me fuckin' cum! Would you like that? Huh? Do you want me to shoot my load down your fuckin' throat?"

"Mmmmmhmmm! Mmmmhmmm!"

"Grrrrrrrr, fuck! I...I'll bet you would! You suck cock like a pro!"

"Mmmmmhmmmm! Mmmmmhmmmm!"

"Jesus Christ! You're gonna make me fuckin' cum! Fuck!" She could feel me violently throbbing in her mouth.

I finally grabbed a handful of her long blonde hair with one hand. I pulled out of her mouth a "pop" and, with my other hand stroke my shining rod in front of her face. Being new to this, she didn't know what to do with her hands, so she simply grabbed my hips and hug on.

"Open your mouth. Open your fucking mouth!" Just as she did, my body stiffened. Through clenched teeth I growled. "Gaaaahhhhhh FUCK!"

She tried to recoil as a string shot across her cheek and smacked against her ear lobe, but I had such a firm grip of her head she couldn't move. Another rope shot up the bridge of her nose, across her forehead, and stopped in her hairline. Several more spurts landed on her bottom lip or below and streaked down her chin and fell onto her impressive cum catchers. She gagged when I stuffed my still spurting hose back into her mouth and slammed against the back of warm receptacle with several strong thrusts.

I finally pulled and stepped back. I smiled when I looked down at her painted and stunned face. Her hair was tousled and her mascara streaked down her cheeks.

I smiled and puffed, "Whew! How was that? Different than your boyfriend, huh? Did you like it?"

She was still taking it all in. As it turns out, much to her surprise, she liked being dominated by a strong man. But she was still trying to wrap her head around it.

"I...I..."

She ran two fingers across her cheek and held the goop out as if a child were holding something icky. I grabbed her hand and pushed it back towards her face until it touched her lips, which she parted and sucked them in. In a few moments, after a gulp, she pulled her clean fingers.

"I can't believe you finished on my face like that."

"I didn't finish. I came on your face."

"Huh?"

"Came. I shot cum all over your face. Not finished."

"Oh."

"Go ahead. Say it."

"Huh? Oh. You, um, you came on my face. I can't believe you, um, came on my face."

I smiled and lied. "I thought you wanted me to."

"No! I never said that."

"Come on. You loved it. Don't lie."

Actually, she did. "Well...I..." It was all so new. She was trying to come to terms with it.

She reached out, grabbed a tissue from a box on her desk, and began to dab at her face and chest.

"You made such a mess!"

"Here, let me help you with that."

I grabbed something off the desk and began to wipe her face and chest. I t was damp and had an odor. She realized it was her panties and pushed my hand away.

"Mark! Stop!"

I laughed. "What? I'm just trying to help."

"I don't think you are."

"No. Seriously. I'm just trying to help."Yeah, right.I tucked my python back into my pants and zipped up. "I should probably get back to my desk. And you need to get cleaned up."

"I know." She looked at the time on her computer. "Oh, shoot! I've got a meeting in 10 minutes!"