Sex Delivered Hot (Workplace Harassment #1) (2 page)

She lifts a foot a little and flicks her
panties off one side at a time. Jenny turns them sitting between
the index and thumb on her right hand and looks to Eric. Her knee
comes in again and enhances the v of her low trimmed pussy. She can
see him inspecting the cleft of her womanhood where it peels out
and in to create a big ditch that leads to where he is going to put
his piece into her.

"Is this ok?"

"You need to ask?"

She goes quiet. Does he like that she asked or
not? He's smiling. It's so hard to tell with this man.

"Do you want me to suck you now?"

"Stupid girl. Do you think the woman that I
would go exclusive with would ask that?"

Jenny shies away a little. His voice was so
harsh. She feels scolded.

"Crawl to me!" he commands.

She sinks to her knees. The sacks on the floor
puff up a little dust. They dig into her a little as she slowly
crawls towards him.

"Hands too. Crawl like a dog to me."

She places her hands on the floor. Something
sharp catches on her skin and she quickly moves back before putting
her hand down again. This place is dangerous for a naked
girl.

Jenny crawls to him and looks up at Eric
obediently waiting to be commanded.

He pushes her down by the head and steps past
her. She slowly looks around only to find him gone.

"Eric?" she keens.

He steps back in through the door with her
panties in hand. She immediately notes that her clothing is
gone.

"What did you do with my clothing?" she gasps,
coming to her feet.

"I put it outside in a neat pile on the
concrete. All you have left is this." He throws the panties to the
floor in front of her. "If you want to get the rest back, you will
need to please me quickly."

The woman sees the issue right away. If someone
walks past the pile of clothing then they will come looking for
their owner. That means that Jenny and Eric might be caught. Why
would he do this to himself?

She looks into his eyes and knows the answer.
Eric is a sadist. Of course, he wants to hurt her like this. She
doesn't even know if what he said is true. He could be lying to
wind her up. Alternatively, he might really have done
it.

The resulting images in her mind make her
tense. It is neither good nor bad tension. All she wants now is to
get that clothing and have it safe. There's no way that Jenny is
going to leave this container in only her panties. She can already
imagine the men staring at her body like hungry wolves long starved
of feminine flesh. The women of the company will be staring as
well, but not in lust. No, that bunch of bitches will be labeling
her a slut for expressing herself in ways that they too do in the
privacy of their own homes with their foolish husbands. Jenny is
just a woman. She has needs too.

Eric slips his long dick out of his pants as
she watches on. His zipper is down and the thing sticks through. It
is, much like his frame, long and thin. The circumcised knob hands
below the crotch of his jeans. He waits as she crawls over to him
and stares up at that long piece of hers. This is the sort of cock
that can reach deep in a girl. More than a few times she has
worried that he would make her pregnant with the length of the
thing. Her womb can only slip back so far. She is nearly two heads
shorter than him. With a cock this long, it is like shooting a man
at point blank range. The chances of getting a bull’s eye on one of
her ovaries are high enough to worry her significantly. Lucky she
is on the pill because he only goes in raw.

Her mouth comes in and slurps on his dick. Eric
moans in enjoyment. This fool's lips are lush and full. They feel
like two twin cushions sucking on the pink flesh that is still
sensitive, even without the foreskin that it once had. He admires
the wetness and warmness of her mouth. If he was being honest with
himself he would say that Jenny is an 8 out of 10 when it comes to
sucking cock. The woman's skills are no better than 99% of the
female population, but the wetness and how her throat seems to be a
wet blossom of warmness turns him on like nothing else.

"Take more in," he mutters, not really meaning
to command her, but forgetting his role in the heat of that
slurping sound coming up from down below.

She closes her eyes and starts working up and
down the shaft. He grasps some of her soft auburn hair in his hand
and yanks her upwards so that she slides up his dick like a sword
being sheaved in its scabbard. The back of her throat convulses on
his piece in the nicest of ways. There is a little bump up the end
that feels strange on his dick that tells him that she is past her
gag point today. Jenny is not usually this motivated. It is amusing
to feel her being his obedient little puppy today. Eric usually
needs to manipulate her into doing things like this, but today she
is very willing. He will have to take full advantage of that if
what he truly has planned for today (after this round of sex) is to
come to fruition.

"Yes, suck it," he mumbles.

Jenny brings her hands upwards and cups his
balls. It is electrocutingly good as her small fat fingers roll
around on them, playing with each round egg and mixing the yolk so
that there is more than enough ready in the cylinder to be fired
off.

"You made me hard. That's good, but I need more
from you."

He pulls her off and looks into her
eyes.

"You know what I need."

She looks into his eyes and slowly turns
around, looking gingerly back over her shoulders as she waits on
her hands and knees for him to do as he wishes with her.

Eric squats down and grabs her hair, yanking it
back so that he doesn't have to see the pain on her face that she
will soon be displaying as he pushes it in.

Jenny cries out as the man does as he always
promised he would with her. That long piece is slowly filling up
her asshole - not her pussy - in a way that is VERY uncomfortable.
She has had anal sex one time with that moron she calls a
boyfriend, but this is her first time with Eric. The man is no
bumbling fool when it comes to working a woman over. He presses in,
pushing the pink flesh inward, and pulls out, making it suck along
the knob of his dick as he pulls back.

"It hurts..." she whines.

The man says nothing. He is quiet, except for
the occasional growl of pleasure. She wonders what the man has
planned for her today. Eric always has something bad in mind. It's
one of the things about him that turns her on. She can't be sure
what he will do next. Her boyfriend is so predictable. It's her
lover that makes her wild and hot like no other. This man knows
what a woman wants and he provides. She hopes it will feel good
soon, though. This is a little painful.

The ass fucking begins slow, but heats up. The
two participants knock parts quickly and their bodies respond by
bouncing flesh on flesh. Eric's dick rips in and out of Jenny's
asshole, making it stretch and strain as he works her. Her tits
slam forward against her face as he hard pushes ahead and then slap
back against her body as they return to their normal hanging
position. The woman's fat ass is jiggling about and her ass is
making dirty squelching sounds as the saliva his dick was coated in
her own wooden lubrication and his pre-cum mix to reduce friction
enough to make things comfortable.

"Your ass is nice, baby. Are you ready for my
load?"

She nods. Her face is sweating and strained as
Eric pushes harder and harder into her. It's been awhile since she
was fucked this hard. Anal is a very different beast from pussy sex
and Jenny is not sure if she can firmly say whether she is enjoying
it or not.

He cums and she feels his goo flow up inside of
her asshole. It's going to be up there for quite some time and she
will have to be careful of any strange smells that might alert
others to the fact that Jenny is not the good girl she hopes that
others see her as.

"That was good, bitch."

He roughly pushes her to the ground.

"Do you know what?" he asks her.

"What?" she asks, only half
coherent.

"I think it’s time that you and I paid that
bitch back?"

"Bitch?"

"The supervisor. She has been getting to high
and mighty lately. I think we need to change her way of thinking a
little."

Jenny's eyes slowly roll around to Eric's brown
ones. Is he suggesting they force sex on Sally?

He grins. She doesn't know if that was an
answer or not. Jenny guesses that she is going to find
out.

Super Sally

"Why do we have to meet at this time of night,
Jenny? If you have proof you can just give it to me."

Jenny slides slightly to the side and a tall
shape steps into the dimly lit office with its one desk lamp doing
much too much work for something that looks like it's fifty years
old.

"Who's that? Is that you Eric?"

The shape stands there in the doorway. Whoever
it is, they are wearing dark clothing, perhaps a tracksuit or
something. His face is hard to make out. It becomes clear that he
is wearing a mask.

"Who is this, Jenny?" Sally asks
firmly.

"I'm sorry, supervisor. He made me do
it."

The man pushes the woman forward in to the room
and slams the door shut hard. Jenny falls on a pile of folders that
has been stacked next to the filing cabinet. She was lucky not to
hit her head.

Sally reaches under her desk and pulls the stun
gun that she keeps in the third draw down next to the small bottle
of whiskey that has become her friend since the day she left that
cheating asshole of a husband of hers and took this job with the
branch office to get away from him.

"I'm not that easy," she tells the man has he
rushes to the desk and tries to grab her with one gloved
hand.

The stun gun arcs around and takes the man on
the side of the head. He is wearing a mask, but Sally can already
tell that it is Eddy by the eyes. Those eyes go wide when she pulls
the trigger and he hits the floor hard.

"Didn't I tell you I'm from Florida? Do you
think us beach girls don't know how to deal with a wild man like
you?"

She stumbles around, half tired and half drunk
and kicks him in the side.

"You see what I've got to deal with. You small
town people really have no idea how crazy shit can get."

Jenny slips up from where she is and charges
Sally. Jenny joins her master on the floor.

"I can't believe you two are this
stupid."

Sally walks around the other side of the desk
and pulls out her whiskey, taking a long swig before shuffling a
little to the left as the hit kicks in, and then pulls a cigarette
out of her front pocket to light and stare out at the rain that has
been falling since late evening.

"Do you...?"

The door opens and Ted storms in.

"Ted, what are you doing here?" Sally asks in
surprise.

He looks to Jenny and then to his
boss.

"How dare you fucking hurt my
girlfriend?"

The man is quick on the charge - much too
quick. He knocks the stun gun aside like some huge bear and slams
Sally down to the desk by the neck.

"I'll fucking kill you for touching
her."

"She was going to force herself on Jenny," a
voice mutters groggily from the floor.

Teddy's head spins and he notes Eric on the
floor. Why is this guy here and what is that mark on the side of
his head? Could he be the man that Jenny is having an affair with?
The one that took those photos of her naked like that?

"What are you saying?"

Sally chokes away unable to intervene. Things
are not looking good for anyone here.

"She brought us here to tell us that she wanted
to have an orgy. She's been fucking Jenny for a long time. I had no
idea."

Ted looks to Jenny with a look of pain on his
face. She was doing those things with another woman? She was going
to leave him for a WOMAN?

"Is this true?"

Jenny looks to Eric then Sally.

"Yes. I have been having sex with her all this
time behind your back."

Ted turns as Eric slowly wobbles to his
feet.

"We should fuck her. She already told us that
she wants it."

The two men look to the reddening woman. So
this bitch is the one that has been messing with Jenny? Eric has
always been a good worker and an honest man to Teddy. If he says
that she wants it then Ted sees no other way to get his girlfriend
back than to out fuck her girlfriend. To fuck her so hard that she
never even thinks about laying hands on his woman again.

He lets Sally's neck go and throws her to the
floor.

"Strip her. I'll go first."

Jenny and Eric descend on the boss, barely
giving Ted time to slip down his pants and pull his dick through
the fly of his boxers.