Jane Fox - Her pervert parents

Jerry was thinking about his daughter so hard that he didn't even hear his secretary when she stood over his desk. "Mr. Wilson?" she asked. "Mr. Wilson? Mr. Black just called. Mr. Wilson?"

"Wha… Oh! Mary! I'm sorry, just daydreaming. I guess. Yes? What was it, dear?"

"Mr. Black just called. He said he was sorry but he had to cancel lunch with you today.. Something came up that he couldn't get out of."

Mary Adams stared at her handsome employer. He certainly looked down in the mouth. She wished that there was something she could do to make him feel happier. She noticed that lately he had just been dragging around the office, not cheerful at all.

"Is there anything I can get for you, Mr. Wilson? I mean… I'll do absolutely anything to make you feel better! Oooooh!"

Mary blushed bright red. She hadn't meant it to come out exactly like that! What she said. had sounded just like a proposition! She lowered her. eyes demurely and her hand holding her steno pad shook like a leaf in the wind. She felt the tears rise in her eyes and she knew that she was going to cry in embarrassment.

Mary wanted to run out of the room. What would Mr. Wilson think now? She hadn't meant to be so painfully obvious! It was true that she had been thinking of going to bed with Mr. Wilson; she had imagined what his handsome body would look like under those expensively cut business suits. She had even played with her steaming pussy at night, thinking about how long and hard his cock would be and how she would squeal when it plunged into her hot cunt. But she hadn't intended on coming right out and letting him know how she felt!

She raised her eyes slowly to his. They were brimming with tears under her thick black eyelashes.

Jerry peered at Mary Adams closely. The poor girl was embarrassed, he thought. She was blushing bright red and tears were in his eyes!

"Oh, Mary!" he exclaimed, searching his mind for something to calm her. "Don't cry dear. You're much too pretty to cry!"

Jerry caught his breath in excitement. He had never really noticed before just how pretty she really was. With those tears sparkling in her deep green eyes and her voluptuous tits heaving in embarrassment, she looked like a quivering, warm, sweet bundle of sex. Mary Adams reeked of sex. She looked just like the kind of girl he wanted to fuck. He felt his prick swell eagerly. Mary Adams was just what he needed to get his mind off his troubles.

Jerry flashed Mary a radiant smile. "Did you really mean that about making me feel better Mary?" he asked eagerly.

"Oh, yes!" she replied, blushing even deeper. She thought she knew what Mr. Wilson had in mind and it was all right with her. She had been waiting a long time for a man like Mr. Wilson.

"I=d do anything to make you feel better, Mr. Wilson," she repeated.

"Just tell me what you want and I'll do it. I've wanted to help you out for a long time now."

Trudi was on the bus-the city bus, not the school bus. She knew how mad her mother would be if she found out that she'd ditched school, but she just had to do something.

Trudi was going to see her dad. If anyone would understand, it would be her father. Trudi had always felt closer to him than to her mother. His lap was the one she curled up on when she was sleepy and lie was the one she called in the middle of the night for a drink of water. Dad was fun. She was his little girl and it was natural that she should turn to him when she felt guilty about something.

Trudi was a good girl. She really didn't want to deceive her parents by going to the dance with Sam and then switching. She would have a much better time if her dad would just give in and let her go with Bill. She would try to convince him that she was a big girl and could take care of himself, even if she dated someone steady.

Trudi got off die bus and walked up the street. She could see her father's office building at the end of the block. She hoped that he wouldn't be mad because she hadn't called first. She wanted to surprise him. She wanted to come right in, just like a client and make an appointment to see him. Somehow that would make her more of a lady. He couldn't dismiss her or ignore her if she had an appointment.

Trudi's steps faltered a bit as she neared the elevator. She was really a little scared, just busting right in like this. Then she took a deep breath arid squared her shoulders. She would do it. She would walk right in and demand a bit of his time for her problem. They would discuss it like reasonable adults and she was sure she would be able to win him over to her side.

She walked up to the glass door with her father's name on it and turned the knob slowly. She closed it softly behind her. There was no one sitting at Mary Adams' desk in the reception area.

That was strange. Mary was always at her desk unless she was taking dictation or something. Trudi thought for a moment. She sank down in one of the comfortable chairs in the office. Perhaps Mary hadn't come in today. Maybe she was sick or something.

It was very quiet in the waiting room. Trudi was just rehearsing what to say to her father when she heard noises coming from her dad's office. They were strange noises, kind of warm, wet noises like a baby sucking on a bottle. Her brow wrinkled in a frown. Where had she heard sounds like that before?

Trudi thought hard. She tried her best to remember. It wasn't at school and it wasn't at home. The only other place it could have been was with Bill. Trudi gasped in shock. God!. That certainly couldn't be what she thought it was, could it?

Trudi got up and crept close to the door to her father's office and listened carefully. Now she could hear voices murmuring. It sounded like her dad and Mary.

She shoved open the door a crack and put her car to it. She could hear the voices clearly now.

"Oh. Mary," her dad said. 'how did you know? You're what I need!"

His voice sounded strange and pleading.

"I want it too, Jerry," Mary answered. Her voice came in strange little gasps, almost like she had been running. "Kiss me, Jerry. Please!

Kiss me hard!"

There was silence for a moment. Trudi pressed her ear right up to the crack in the door, but she couldn't hear anything. She swallowed hard. She wished she could see what was going on in her father=s office. Then she had an incredibly naughty idea that might just work! If it didn't work, her dad would be awfully mad at her, but she could always threaten to tell her mom if he complained too much.

Trudi silently eased the door open. She was in luck. Her dad and Mary were so busy kissing that they didn't notice anything.

She slipped carefully into the room and dosed the door silently behind her. Then she dropped to her knees and scurried under her dad's massive oak desk. She could see right out of the woodwork design on the front. It was a perfect place to hide. The desk was in the corner and she could see everything in the office.

Then her eyes lit on Jerry and Mary and she slammed her hand across her lips to keep from squealing. She couldn't believe what she saw, Her own pussy spasmed and she slipped her hand down to squeeze it hard. She swallowed noisily and licked her dry lips.

This was really something.

Mary had Jerry's cock in her hand. She was massaging it gently and cooing over it. Her head was tilted low and as Trudi watched, it got lower and lower.

Now Mary was on her knees, her pointed nipples poking right into Jerry's thighs. Her wet, hot lips were only inches from his straining hard prick.

Jerry looked like he was ready to have a heart attack. His face was red and he was shaking all over. Trudi could only see the very tip of his erect cock and it was swollen and purple. It was huge! If the rest of his prick matched the head, he had the biggest cock she had ever dreamed of.