James Armstrong - Young mothers work harder

"Please. I insist." He put the bill on her drink tray and smiled up at her. "Would you like a part-time office job?"

"Doing what?"

"File clerk."

"I don't know how to do office work."

"Don't you know the alphabet?"

"Yes, of course."

"That's all you need to know," he said. "If you're interested, just apply at the employment office. Here's my card."

He handed her his business card, rose, murmured good-night and left.

It was on legs that were weak and wobbly that she made her way back to the restroom. She took the tip and crumpled it in her hand, looked at it, shrugged, put the tip in her purse and turned on the hot water. Using wet towels, she cleaned the remaining sticky cum from her cuntlips, being careful to not get water on her dress. She wiped her cunt dry, slipped her panties on, smoothed her dress down and looked in the mirror.

Donna closed her purse, took up her drink tray, and returned to the lounge. Her easy smile returned as she inquired after her customers' needs, accepted their tips in the tops of her stockings and let them fondle her legs while she wiggled her ass prettily, feeling good at being touched.

She was bent low over a table, cleaning it, when a hand pressed her back down, beard stubble brushed her shoulder and fingers felt in the elastic band in the back of her panties. A hand slipped inside, went down over the crack of her ass and gripped her crotch. One warm finger slipped into her cunt and probed forward.

"Oh!" she gasped at her hips jerked down against the table. "Tony, let me up!"

Again he touched her clit lightly, and again her hips whacked down against the table. Then he slipped his finger out of her cunt and his hand out of her panties.

"You've been doing a terrific job tonight, Donna. I've heard a lot of good comments about that cute new girl. Have the tips been coming all right?"

"Yeah," she said, "they've been generous here. No problem."

He looked at her closely. "Are you feeling okay? Your face looks a little flushed."

"I feel fine."

"Good. Things are slow here tonight. Come on back to the office. Betty can cover for you."

The door to Tony's office closed behind Donna and locked with a click. The room was very big. The large couch in the corner was accompanied by a system of mirrors on the ceiling above it and on the two nearby walls.

Tony took her in his arms, bent his head down and kissed her. She clutched her arms around his neck and pushed her firm tits against his chest as she parted her lips, enjoying the sweet taste of his mouth. Her breathing quickened until he took his lips away.

"God but you're beautiful," he said, looking down at her body. "I want all of you!"

"I'll give it all to you," Donna said. "Let me get you naked first."

He let go of her shoulders while she unbuttoned his shirt and peeled it off his shoulders, down on his arms. She squatted and took off his shoes and socks, then reached up and opened his fly. While she pulled his pants down, he'd taken off his T-shirt, leaving only his bulging shorts.

While she'd seen it before, it made her heart pound in her chest to kneel and take his shorts by the elastic band and pull them down to make his big cock spring free in front of her face. It was swelled and getting stiff. It hardened completely when she took the shaft in her hands and kissed the prickhead.

Tony helped her to her feet, then reached under her dress and slipped her little bikini panties down, letting them fall around her ankles. She stepped out of them, took his hand and let him led her to his desk.

Tony sat on the swivel chair and held his hands up inside her dress, grasping her naked hips.

He smiled. "I think we've been in this position before."

"I think you're right," she said. "Would you like to see a little more of me?"

"Just a bit more."

His hands slipped back and down a little and grasped her asscheeks tightly. She bent her waist far back in his support and slowly drew the hem of her dress up. He followed the movement until her cunt was exposed, then followed the edge of the dress until she drew the silk all the way off. As he looked at her body, now clad only in flesh-colored stockings and black high-heeled shoes, his lustful expression changed to one of adoration.

The chair creaked and broke the spell.

Donna looked down, smiled, and said, "What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking you're the most beautiful creature God ever made…"

She held his face in her hands. "It's nice of you to say that. You're beautiful, too."

"Thanks, Donna. Are you ready?"

"Do it to me."

As Tony leaned back in the chair, she fit first one leg, then the other, through the space under the arms. Her thighs were spread straight out to the sides, resting down against his spread legs, her bare cunt just above the head of his stiff cock.

With her cunt still out of reach of his cock, she made a trial thrust of her hips. By pivoting her outward-splayed thighs on his legs, she could swing her cunt down against his cock. She was ready for action.

Donna wiggled her ass and squirmed her legs down closer to him, bringing her cunt to his cockhead.

When her cunt touched his cock, she took the outer folds of her cuntlips in her hands and stretched them wide. She lowered herself onto his cockhead. His cockhead was halfway buried in her cunt when a quick jab of pain shot out from the tight inner slit.

Donna stopped lowering herself and waited for the pain to go away. It stopped hurting after a few seconds, so she slowly swung her hips closer, pushing her tightly stretched cunt down over his cock. Her inner cuntlips slipped down onto his cockshaft, feeling less stretched after passing over the bulge of his prickhead. She worked her hips in small movements.

Tony said, "I'm afraid I can't help you much. I'm kind of pinned down to the chair."

"That's okay," she said. "I'll wiggle around enough for both of us."

She flexed her hips and the lips of her pussy slipped down on his cockshaft. As she slipped down closer to his groin, a wave of heat flowed up her cunt, following the path of his cockhead.

Her little bare cunt mound touched his cockhair, and then Donna rolled her ass up, drawing her cunt back up the shaft of his cock and letting the nice wave of heat diminish. She pulled her ass back until her cuntlips pulled against the bulge of his cockhead, then she flexed her hips forward, sending her cunt back down the shaft.

Now she flexed her hips faster and faster, running her cuntlips over his cock harder and making the waves of heat in her cunt flow together. It was a delightful feeling to have the tingling warmth in her cunt rise and fall, rise and fall. Her whole body flexed with her hip motions, whipping her long blonde hair out over Tony's face.

Tony's fingers gripped her tits, kneading the firm flesh and sending tingling flashes down through her belly to join the waves of heat inside her cunt. The waves of heat in her cunt built higher and higher, and she flexed her hips faster, ramming her cunt down over his cock and slamming her little cunt mound against his hairy groin. Her whimpering breath came in quick gasps.

Her hips flexed harder but slower as the heat in her cunt welled toward the peak. Then she clutched Tony's shoulders and slammed her body against his.

"Ooohhh!"

Her cuntjuice ran hot over his stiff cock, flowing in waves as her ass quivered each time it pumped. He gripped her ass-cheeks tightly and held her close.

She rolled her ass up and drew her cunt back to where his cockhead pulled at her cuntlips. Then she flexed her hips and drove her cunt back down the shaft of his cock. The effort was hard on her hips, but she figured he couldn't be far from coming.

His face was red and he gasped each time she rammed her cunt down. He held the soft flesh of her hips and helped give her power, guiding her ass to him slower each time.