Tom Allison - Bosom buddy secretary

"But…" Cheryl took a deep breath, already sure of what was coming. "I guess I don't understand, Mr. Wayne. You already said that my typing speed's not that great, and there are all those other girls in the steno pool I saw…"

Suddenly the personnel director's face broke into a broad, leering grin. "Let's just say they don't have the right qualifications, Cheryl." He looked at her giant tits again. "I think you do, though. As a matter of fact, I've been waiting for a cute little girl like you to come along for quite some time now."

"All right, Mr. Wayne!"

Cheryl stood up, breathing hard, blushing as she felt how conspicuously her tits were heaving under her frilly top. Mr. Wayne just smiled pleasantly.

"Mr. Wayne, I hope this isn't rude of me, but do you mind if I ask you a personal question?"

"Go right ahead."

"Do… do you w… do you want me for your personal secretary," she said, gesturing at her huge tits, "because of these?"

"Oh, I guess you could say they have something to do with it."

"Mr. Wayne, I think that's very wrong of you! I mean, just… just 'cause I'm busty and everything, that doesn't mean I'm just a horny little slut who wants to go around fucking everybody in town. I mean, my intentions were very sincere in coming here for an interview, and I don't think…"

"Have it your way," Wayne shrugged. "The only opening I've got is for a personal secretary. Take it or leave it."

The man grinned again, dropping his hand to his lap to brazenly rub the big, pulsing boner that now showed plainly through his slacks.

Cheryl thought about it. First she thought about her wonderful little brother Kenny, the dreams he'd had since childhood of someday being a kicker in the NFL. The only way for him to achieve that goal was to make the varsity team at the university, and the only way for him to do that was if Cheryl could find a job to support both of them.

"All… all right," she said at last. "When do I start, Mr. Wayne?"

"Oh, tomorrow morning should be just fine," Wayne grinned. "Be sure to wear a nice, tight blouse."

"Harder, damn it!" Wayne panted. "Came on, I'm in a hurry! Make it squirt!"

Cheryl was on her knees, early the next morning, her huge tits jiggling in a tight, turtleneck blouse as she bobbed her face feverishly in the personnel director's lap, fucking her mouth with his prick.

Gosh, this sure was a hard way to make the money she needed. The only good part about it, Cheryl thought, was that Mr. Wayne had turned out to have such a big, meaty prick. He'd shown it to her as soon as she'd arrived for work a half-hour before, locking the door and then sprawling on his swivel chair, whipping open his zipper. As soon as she'd seen the length and thickness of the boner standing out of his slacks, Cheryl had felt her pussy getting wet in a hurry. No matter how gross she thought it was to have to go down on her new boss like this, she still thought he had a big, neat, thoroughly suckable cock.

"Come on, suck it!" Wayne panted. "Can't you do any better than that? I need to cum!"

Even with her mouth jammed with hard cock, Cheryl felt herself getting little bit angry. No one had ever questioned her cock-sucking abilities before, even men who'd been sucked off by pros! Kneeling with her new boss' prick crammed between her lips, Cheryl decided that she'd show him that she really did know a thing or two about cock-sucking after all.

She tightened her fingers around the root of his meaty prick, marveling at the thickness of the cock shaft that pulsed between her fingers. Then Cheryl started jacking on his boner as hard as she could, her fist flying up and down the prick shaft between the hairy root and her sucking lips.

She forced her mouth to open farther, nearly choking herself as she jammed another half-inch of his fucker between her lips. Then the busty teenage secretary started sucking cock as hard as she could, her whole face reddening with the intensity of her suck-job.

"Oh, shit, that's better!" Wayne panted. His handsome face contorted into an obscene smile as his cock grew stiffer, milked to total hardness by the whirlpool-like wetness of her mouth. "Yeah, that's a good little cock-sucker!" He clutched her head tightly, thrusting his hips off the chair. "Suck it now, damn you! Suck it hard, make me cum!"

Cheryl kept sucking as hard as she could, alternating between puckering her cheeks sharply inward and puffing them out again, working on his spongy cock head like a sexual vacuum cleaner. She jacked on his big pisser so hard her wrist ached, furiously whipping her hand up and down the cock shaft. Plenty of pre-cum was oozing out of his piss hole now, and she lapped up every droplet with her swirling, swiping, slobbering tongue.

"Gonna shoot it!" Wayne panted. "Suck my prick, Cheryl, suck my prick! Oh, fuck, fuck, gonna cum!"

Cheryl moved her left hand between his thighs, tenderly clutching his ball bag, marveling at how heavy and bloated his balls felt. She squeezed his balls and jacked his throbbing boner at the same time, her slurping, gurgling sounds of cock-sucking pleasure now filling the whole office. Tirelessly, she bobbed her face on his crotch, urging her new boss to spew a big, hot load of cum down her throat.

"Swallow it! Cumming! Ahhhhhh!"

The milky white jizz started spewing, making the huge cock lance buck and pulse as it disgorged great, sticky gobs of cock cream between her lips. Repeatedly, the frothing torrent spewed out of his prick lance, spurting on the roof of her mouth, basting her tonsils with the flowing load of cock cream.

Cheryl clung eagerly to his boner, feeling her pussy getting deliciously wet and sticky as she savored the taste of his shooting jizz. She jacked his prick slow and hard now, draining the cumload out of his stiff pisser, continuing to suck cock and swallow cum until she'd drained the last droplets of cum out of his balls.

"Well, Mr. Wayne?" Cheryl said, when his cum had subsided. She slid the big, drippy fucker out of her mouth, looking up at him with flushed cheeks and an embarrassed expression. "Still think I'm nothing but an amateur?"

"That wasn't bad," Wayne admitted. He pushed her roughly away, tucking his wet cock back into his slacks and pulling up the zipper. "Not bad at all. Now why don't you just split, so I can get some work done now? Okay?"

"Excuse me?"

"Hey, you heard me," Wayne said, almost sneering. "I hired you because you've got big tits and a good mouth, okay? I've been working here a long time. I can get away with giving myself an occasional perk. But there's no way I want you around getting in my hair when I've got real work to do. Now, there's a desk in the steno pool all set up for you. Why don't you just go out there and make yourself busy with something until I call you in again?"

"But… but… but I… was supposed to be working with you in here!"

"I changed my mind," Wayne grinned. "Now vamoose, okay? Don't call me, I'll call you! Scram!"

Cheryl hesitated a moment longer, then blushingly left the office, still tasting her new boss' prick juice on her lips. He sure did have a big, meaty pisser to suck the cum out of, but she definitely didn't like being treated like a whore.

But the important thing was that it would help make ends meet until Kenny was locked in as the starting kicker. She'd just have to keep reminding herself of how much she needed the money!

Mr. Wayne didn't call her back into the office until the middle of the afternoon. By then, Cheryl was grateful to get out of the steno pool, no matter what her new boss wanted her to do. It was awful out there! She didn't have a thing to do, and all the other girls seemed to know it. She'd heard plenty of whispering and giggling behind her back while she'd tried to make herself look useful with a bunch of meaningless paperwork she'd found on her desk.