Scott Sellers - The willing secretary

"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.