Laurie Chandler

Hot pants typist

CHAPTER ONE

"Eddie, not now!" pleaded Arlene Walters as her boyfriend slid his hand inside her partially opened blouse. Her clothes were disheveled from the heavy kissing they had been doing, and Eddie was trying to go further, possibly even to finally fuck the girl he had been dating for over two years.

"C'mon, Arlene baby," pleaded the boy. He could feel his prick pressing hard against the fly of his pants. It was beginning to hurt him, and he wanted and needed release.

For two years, they had kissed and fondled, but the closest they came to sex was Eddie kissing her cunt briefly, and Arlene on one occasion had made him come by rubbing her hand against his bulging crotch.

"No, Eddie!" she whined. "They'll be home soon."

"Your folks ain't gonna be back until midnight, sweetheart. C'mon, you want it bad, baby, I know."

"I don't want it until we get mated. Oh, Eddie, please don't touch me there. No, Eddie! Ohhh, please don't do that! Eddie! Stop that!"

"Baby, you want it bad! We're gettin' married in a coupla months. I got me a job, baby. It makes no difference if we do it before."

Eddie was determined that tonight he would finally make it with his chick. For years, he had jerked off thinking of her luscious cunt, and he finally made up his mind to have it.

Arlene felt herself succumbing to him. She had dreamed of the day when she would be fucked, but had always been told that nice girls didn't do it until they were married. But they were going to be mated. Wasn't it okay then?

"What if they walk in, Eddie? Oh, Eddie, I'm afraid!"

"Baby, it's gonna be real cool. You're gonna love it!" He slowly unbuttoned the rest of her blouse. Her lusciously ripe tits were practically at his face, and he flicked out his tongue to lick her stiffening nipples.

"It's gonna hurt, Eddie. Oh, Eddie, let's wait!"

"It ain't gonna hurt you, Sugar. I wouldn't hurt you. You know what they say – the bigger it is, the less it hurts!"

Eddie grinned. If that were really true, no one would ever feel any hurt when he fucked them. His prick was nine and a half inches long, more than enough to give any girl all the pleasure she craved.

"Eddie, no! Ohhh, please don't! I'm scared!" She watched with apprehension as her boy friend released his grip on her tits and stood up in front of her. She fixed her gaze on that enormous bulge between his legs and watched with fascination as he slowly unzipped his fly, reaching into the opening to reveal an enormous piece of cock meat.

Arlene gasped when his fully nude erection came into view. She had never seen a stiff cock before except in picture books at school, in sex education class. But the sight of a guy's hard-on in the flesh made her tremble with fear.

Eddie sensed her tension and tried to stoke her gently to get her to relax. He was beginning to wonder if perhaps he should have chosen to wait a bit longer.

"Relax, baby," he cooed. "Just relax, and you'll feel real good. It's gonna make you feel so good inside, baby! It ain't gonna hurt. Just feel real good!"

She could see his prick slightly bobbing up and down. She wanted to reach out and touch it, but was afraid of it. The large vein running along the shaft was filled with blood and she couldn't imagine how something so threatening-looking could possibly make her feel good inside her delicate and tender vagina.

Eddie watched her with loving eyes as he removed his shirt and pants. He looked so funny to her standing there completely nude, with his hard tool bobbing up and down. His balls were heavy and swollen with semen, and she tried to imagine that this was the same Eddie who would gently kiss her over ice-cream sodas after school.

She trembled as he reached out and started to remove her clothes. Her body was covered with sweat and she felt her pulse racing wildly. She felt both good and frightened at what was going to happen to her. She continued to protest, though both of them knew that her protests were ineffectual. They both knew that it was time to reach ultimate intimacy with each other.

Eddie's hand slowly reached inside her skirt. She could feel his fingertips tickling her delicately golden cunt hairs, and she quivered with delight as he gently inserted his index finger between the folds of her virginal pussy.

"Oh, Eddie, don't do it any more," she begged. "I'm afraid!"

"Nothing to be afraid about, sweetheart. C'mon, touch my cock. Go ahead and touch it. It ain't gonna bite you."

Eddie reached out and picked up Arlene's hesitating hand. She made only a half-hearted attempt to pull away from him, but she did want to know what that massive tool actually felt like.

He placed her hand on the tip of his penis. She pulled away immediately. He forced her to touch his balls. As she began to relax, she slowly started to let her fingers touch his prick all over. Eddie grinned. He was more than halfway there.

"That's it baby," murmured Eddie. "Just stroke my dick nice and easy. It feels good, don't it?"

Arlene didn't reply, but from the peaceful look on his girlfriend's face, he knew that she was enjoying rubbing her hands along his hardened shaft.

The more she rubbed it, the harder it seemed to get, and Eddie was getting so hot, he had to stop her from rubbing his dong too hard or he would come all over her hand.

"Okay baby," he said soothingly, "now this is gonna make you feel even better!"

He slowly lowered his body so that his prick gracefully touched her cunt hairs. She clenched her teeth, awaiting the entrance of his prick inside her cunt hole, and as he started to slip his dick between her pussy lips, she grabbed hold of the sides of the bed, bracing herself for the onslaught of his cock meat.

"I said relax, baby," he reprimanded her. "You've got a really hot and gorgeous cunt. It's gonna be even hotter when I get through with it. Relax, and your cunt juice will make my prick slide in really deep."

He started to press his dong further into her slit. She tried hard not to cry out, but the deeper he went into her hole, the more it started to hurt her.

Eddie slowly started to pull his penis out of her hole, and for a moment, Arlene thought it was all over and breathed easier. But in a flash, he rammed his cock really hard into her slit, and she screamed with pain.

"No! Na! Stop it! Owwww! It hurts! Ohhh!" But Eddie knew why he hurt her at first. She hadn't lied to him. She was a virgin.

His prick rammed right through her delicate hymen and it started to press all the way into her hole. After the intense but momentary pain she felt now increasing pleasure as his cock finally drove deep within her body.

Her body now totally relaxed. The color returned to her cheeks, and she felt wave after wave of pleasure overtaking her.

"Feels good, don't it?" he grinned. He knew what her response would be even before she answered. She hadn't ever been fucked before, but she was not his first girl.

She nodded. Her nipples started to stiffen again, and as he pumped her cunt faster and faster, she clasped her arms around his body and tried to draw him even closer into her.

Eddie felt his whole body tingling with pleasure. Out of all the girls he knew, she was the one he had really wanted to fuck.

Arlene felt herself sinking deeper and deeper into a well of pleasure. His hard whang slammed hard into her newly open body, and she wanted him to consume her entirely. He hadn't been lying to her about how good it would feel. If anything, he hadn't gone far enough in its praises.

Their bodies twisted and thrashed about on the bed. His balls were slapping hard against her pussy and she felt herself being flooded with cunt juices.

His prick was coated with her hot syrups, and he easily slid in and out of her reddened hale. Her pussy glistened as her juices poured out of her hole.

Eddie pressed his hands against her tits. He squeezed gently at first, but then harder and harder. She screamed with delight as she felt her nipples being caressed and massaged. She wanted to offer herself up wholly to him.

Her ass banged hard against the bed, but whatever pain that involved, she didn't mind. All that mattered to her now was her boyfriend's hard dick and the pleasure it was providing her.

Eddie felt his semen ready to rise within his tool and he started to go wild, gasping for breath as he smashed his prick into her slit as far as it would go.

"Oh, baby, I'm gonna come!" he screamed. "I'm gonna come! Get fucked, Arlene baby! Ohhh! Ohhhh! I'm coming! Ohhh! Ohhhh!"

His prick exploded inside her hole and hot torrents of thick creamy syrup poured into her hole. She screamed along with him, as she felt the goop flooding her hot juicy hole. Her whole body was drinking his scum.

They tossed about wildly, as the thick sperm shot out of his dick and flooded her cunt. Her lubricating juices flowed at a furious rate, and they mixed with his own and dribbled out of her pussy.

Her sensitive cunt walls could feel the sloshing of his cum and she squeezed her legs together to make sure that every drop of his masculine cream stayed in her hole.

Her eyes shone with delight. The pleasure had been everything he had told her. She was pleased that they didn't wait. She wanted his cock all the time now. She craved to be fucked again.

Eddie slowly withdrew his penis from her hole. She was sorry to have to let his cock go, and he knew how she must be feeling. "You're terrific, baby! You're dynamite!"

His dripping cock emerged from her bruised slit and she reached out to touch it. It felt slimy, as it was all covered with semen, but she loved it. She wanted to take hold of his cock and balls and never let them go.

They lay together on the bed for a few moments, their warm bodies touching each other. His hand was resting upon her tits, and she placed her hand between his legs, feeling his balls against her wrist.

"I-I think we'd better get dressed now," said Arlene. "My folks will be home soon."

Eddie jumped up. He glanced over to the clock and saw that it was way beyond midnight.

"Holy shit!" he exclaimed. "Christ, if they caught us like this!"

He spoke none too soon. The sound of a garage door opening penetrated the room. They had barely enough time to get into their cloths, before a knock on Arlene's bedroom door interrupted their labors.

"Arlene, are you asleep?"

"Oh, Ma, no, we're just talking."

"We?" asked her mother as she opened the door, surprised to see that Eddie was still there. "Oh, hello Edward," she said, somewhat coolly. Mrs. Walters was not too fond of Edward. She had a woman's intuition about what was uppermost in a young man's mind, particularly this young man's. She was determined that her daughter remain a virgin until she was married. She didn't know she had already lost the war.

"Arlene, it's late," she said.

The two young people looked as if they had been kissing, as their clothes were somewhat ruffled, but there were no overt signs of actual fucking having taken place. Fortunately, there were no stains on the bedsheets.

"Arlene, I'm gonna go," said Eddie. "See you tomorrow, doll."

"Oh, Arlene is going job hunting tomorrow, Edward. I don't know if she will be able to see you."

"Sure I will, Eddie," said Arlene quickly. "I promise."

"Good night, Mrs. Walters," said Eddie. He winked at his girl as he closed the door behind him. "What a bitch," he muttered as he left the house after saying goodnight to Mr. Walters. "What a bitch to have for a mother-in-law."

Arlene knew better than to argue with her mother over Eddie. She had had several fights and didn't want to have any more. Mrs. Walters' objection to Eddie had been that the boy didn't have a job and was just bumming around, but even when he got a job as a repairman with the Phone Company, her mind was too closed to change.

Arlene would simply nod and agree with everything her mother said, but deep down, she knew she would marry Eddie.

"You've got to get a good night's sleep, dear," said her mother. "Remember, your father arranged this job interview with Mr. Halsted's company. Mr. Halsted expressed a great interest in seeing you. I thought you were going to spend this evening practicing your typing."

"I can type. I don't need to practice." Arlene was annoyed with her mother. She was the best typist in her class.

"Well, dear, just make sure you get that job. Now that you've graduated from high school, you really can't hang around the house all day the way that bum is doing."

"Eddie is not a bum! He got a job with the Phone Company!"

"Well, he was a bum until he got the job. And I say, once a bum, always a bum."

"Mother, good night! I'm tired." Mrs. Walters left her daughter in peace. There would be plenty of time to try to separate the two of them.

In the morning, Arlene woke up refreshed, having dreamt of Eddie all night. In her dream, she was getting fucked by him over and over again, and awoke to discover the sheets stained with cunt juice. It was the most wonderful night she had ever spent.

"Your blouse isn't on right," criticized her mother as they sat down at the breakfast table together. "And you aren't really going to wear that skirt, are you? It's much too tight. You must look presentable when you see Mr. Halsted."

"I look perfectly okay," insisted Arlene. "I'll get that job!"

Arlene downed her coffee quickly and reached for her coat. "Bye, Ma," she said as she started to slip into her coat.

"Arlene, are you wearing a bra?"

"Bye, Ma," she repeated, and quickly hurried out the door.

Grayson Industrial Corporation was a huge company, huge, that is, by Parker City standards. Mr. Halsted was vice-president, and a golfing partner of Arlene's father.

When Arlene got off the elevator on the fifth floor of the Grayson Building, all eyes turned towards her. Her long golden-blonde hair flowed gracefully as she walked, and her trim figure was shown off to best advantage by her tight skirt and form-fitting blouse. She looked quite stunning as she strode through the office, heading for Mr. Halsted's inner sanctum.

"Miss Walters to see you," said his secretary as she waited patiently by her desk. Her voice was crisp and efficient.

Mr. Halsted came right out. He was an energetic man in his late thirties, and considered quite handsome by many of the girls in the office. He had a large mustache and a good build. He was quite genial and friendly to everyone, and was universally liked.

"Hold all calls, will you Emma?" he asked as he escorted Arlene into his private office. Once there, he clicked the door shut. Arlene felt comfortable in his presence. She would get the job, she knew that. It was a good thing too. If she came home without that job, her mother would be impossible to deal with.

"Well now," said Mr. Halsted, looking at Arlene quite closely. "I haven't seen you in years. Yes. Old Mel's girl has certainly grown up." He chuckled to himself. She was a bit flustered.

"Um, I suppose Daddy told you I want a job," she said to get right to the point.

"Oh, of course. A job. Can you type?"

"Eighty words a minute. And I take shorthand too."

"Good. Good. Well, then, I don't see why we couldn't hire you. Of course, there is more to working than just being able to type, you know."

She sat down on the sofa. Mr. Halsted immediately followed suit and he was sitting next to her, his body barely inches away from hers.

Arlene felt a bit uncomfortable with him so close, but she said nothing. He was a friend of her father's, and she needed that job.

She was a bit confused at his question. She didn't particularly want to work for him, but she needed a job, and working for a friend of her father's was probably as good a place as any.

"Well, um, I guess I've heard it's a good place to work for," she said hesitantly. "Daddy says the people are very friendly."

"Yes," Mr. Halsted said. "We're all very friendly here."

Mr. Halsted patted her on the hand as he spoke. The closer he got to her, the more he desired her, and he could smell the slight scent of her sensuous perfumed body as he pressed his thigh against hers.

Arlene could feel his hand pressing on her legs. She wanted to tell him to stop, but she knew she would louse up her chances of working for him if she did so.

Mr. Halsted realized the strength of his position, and he started to take advantage of it. She was so soft, so gentle, so supple. She wouldn't be able to resist him once he got started with her.

It was hard for Arlene to accept the fact that a friend of her father's, could be interested in her physically, but she sensed that Mr. Halsted had more than a typist on his mind.

"Is something the matter?" he asked her.

"Oh, no," she answered quickly. Could she be mistaken, she wondered? Maybe it was all in her imagination.

As Mr. Halsted slid his hand across her shoulders, she sensed more and more that he was going to do something she knew he shouldn't. Her heart started to pound wildly, and her whole body seemed to tremble with fear.

Mr. Halsted interpreted this as being sexual excitement, especially when he "accidentally" touched her breasts with a sweep of his hand.

She twitched from surprise, but he thought she had gotten a charge out of it, and this time, he did it again, much more deliberately.

She was too afraid to saying anything to him. She was so afraid that she would be wrong, that she wouldn't ever get the job, that her father would think she was overreacting if she accused an older man of trying to seduce her.

But that was just what Mr. Halsted wanted to do. He hadn't been with a girl so lovely as Arlene in a long time, and he was ready for one right now. Really ready and very horny.

The fact that she didn't try to escape from him meant only one thing – she wanted it as much as he did. His prick started to become hard and stiff from just that one thought.

She sensed that he was getting hot. His palms were getting all sweaty, and she felt the heat he was giving off.

Mr. Halsted rested his hand on her knee. He slowly slid up her leg and thigh until he was very close to her vagina. She realized now what he wanted from her, and she was mute with fear.

Eddie hadn't really hurt her when he fucked her, but that was because he loved her. It was the only time she had felt a cock inside her pussy, and she knew that with Mr. Halsted it would feel different.

"Please, Mr. Halsted…" she mumbled. He thought she was begging for him to continue, when she started to ask for him to stop.

Arlene felt herself losing control as Mr. Halsted's hand slid underneath her skirt and started to fondle her panties. She looked at him, and he smiled gently. "You're such a sweet girl," he told her. "So young and so beautiful. I like you, ohh, I like you very much."

His finger gently slid between the folds of her pussy, and for the first time, she felt a wave of pleasure inside her cunt.

His finger penetrated her hole deeper and deeper. Arlene leaned back and sighed. It did feel good. There was no pain at all. His finger felt almost as good as Eddie's dick felt when he fucked her.

His finger became coated with the cunt juices that started to seep out of her slit. Her felt the warm liquid on his hand and he started to fuck her rapidly with his finger.

"Ohhh," she sighed as he started to really pound her cunt hard. "Ohhhh, that's good. It's so good!"

She was leaning back on the sofa now, nearly entirely spread out across the cushions. Her body was sweaty and hot, and she moved her legs back and forth trying to suck in his hand between her legs.

Mr. Halsted's pants were bulging in front. His dick was very stiff and he reached out to his fly and began to lower the zipper.

Arlene beat him to it. She was eager to touch his hard masculine flesh. Eddie's cock had felt so good to her that now she wanted another hard dick. She wanted to be fucked. Her earlier fears were gone.

His pecker sprang out from inside his pants, and she eagerly placed her hand along the shaft.

"Touch it, baby," he cried. "Rub your hand on my cock. Ohh, that's good, baby. Make it hard. Make it really hard!"

Her touch stiffened his meat until it was bobbing up and down as the blood was pumped through it. She played with his balls, running her fingers against his quivering flesh. Arlene was panting heavily now. Her whole body was begging to be fucked. She wanted his cock badly now. She felt as if she would die without his dick.

"Fuck me!" she screamed. "Ohhhh, please fuck me!" Her whole crotch area was sopping wet. Her lubricants flowed like a torrent out of her hot hole, and she tried to pull him into her even before he got a chance to strip off her wet panties.

He had to fight her to remove her panties, but only because her body was twisting about wildly. When he finally got them off, he saw that her reddened cunt was so hot and juicy, that he nearly tot just looking at her hole.

She reached out for his balls and tried to pull him closer to her. "I want it!" she begged. "Ohhhh, fuck me! Ohhhh, fuck me hard!"

His dick was so hot and hard that he had to use great control so that he wouldn't ejaculate too soon. His prick was purplish-red, and he pressed the tip of his cock against her hole, driving her even more crazy.

As he placed a hand on one of her tits, she pulled his head down towards her nipples, and begged him to suck it. His lips caressed her hard little nubs and he licked them eagerly.

His penis slowly slid inside her cunt. As her flesh parted to allow his hard meat entrance, she spread her legs as wide as she could, pulling him all the way inside.

Her vaginal muscles opened widely as his hard dang slid deeper and deeper into her slit. She felt his tool fining up her canal and she nearly cried with delight.

Mr. Halsted began to pump in and out of her hole. His balls danced about wildly against her cunt hairs, and she felt as if he were fucking her with a pile driver. He kept ramming her harder and harder, but the more he fucked her, the more she loved it.

Her ass started to pound against the sofa, sinking deep into the cushions. The juices flowed rapidly out of her hole, coating his cock and balls, and he was sliding about wildly as be penetrated her cunthole.

Her tits were warm and supple, and he sucked hard on her nipples, squeezing the flesh into his mouth.

His whole body began to shake with ecstasy. He plunged even deeper into her hot cunt, and he dug his nails into her flesh as he approached the point of no return.

"Fuck me!" she screamed as her clit drove her wild. "Fuck me as hard as you can!"

His dick smashed into her hot pussy harder than ever. His balls throbbed as he got ready to shoot his foam into her gloriously hot cunt hole.

"Ohhh!" he cried. "I'm gonna come! Get fucked, baby! I'm gonna fuck you harder, baby! I'm gonna come! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!"

His prick went wild inside her hole. She was screaming with him as his dick burst through her slit with hot waves of thick creamy semen.

"I'm coming!" he screamed. "Ohhhh! I'm coming! Get fucked, bitch! I'm really fucking you!"

His penis continued to bunt with thick sperm juice. Her cunt absorbed it all as she squeezed her legs together to drive out all that luscious cream from his dong.

She could feel the semen pouring into her vagina. It oozed and mingled with her hot cunt juices. Arlene sighed with relief and ecstasy as his cum mixed with her cunt syrups and started to ooze out of her slit and run down the sides of her leg.

She reached out for the dripping creams and scooped some of it up with her fingers. As she drew the fingers to her mouth to taste his jism, he gave one final thrust into her body, stimulating her clit beyond anything she had ever felt before.

Their bodies thrashed about and twisted wildly on the sofa. His cock seemed to have still more cum to spurt and even as he withdrew his dick from her hole, it was still dripping his hot liquid.

Mr. Halsted stood up. His penis was only very slowly going down, and she watched his red tool get softer and softer, all the while wishing that a guy's cock could remain always hard, so it could always be ready for a good fucking.

As he readjusted his clothes, he walked over to his desk. He took out a pile of papers and leafed through them.

"You'll start tomorrow, is that okay?" he asked.

"Oh, sure," she said, still gasping for breath. "I can start anytime you want!" She was thrilled. She had gotten the job after all. Soon she would have some money saved, and, added to what Eddie was earning at the Phone Company, they would be able to get married quite soon.

"Thanks, Mr. Halsted," she sang out as she left his office, after hurriedly getting dressed again.

"And thank you," he called out after her. She ran out to tell her parents she had gotten the job. They would be so pleased with her. She left the office so quickly, that she hadn't bothered to button all the buttons of her blouse, and her tits bobbed up and down as she raced towards the elevator.

She would tell Eddie too, right away. He was working for the Phone Company, and he might be out on a job fixing a phone, but she would find him somehow. The company would know where he could be found.

Her mother was pleased with the news. "Your father will be too," she said. Her mother wouldn't have been pleased if she knew just how her daughter got the job, but Arlene had no intention of telling anyone. Perhaps she would tell Eddie, someday in the distant future, but now no one would ever know but Mr. Halsted.

The Phone Company couldn't find Eddie for her, but it didn't matter. She knew he would call the moment he got off from work. They could celebrate her new job by going out to dinner. She told her mother she wouldn't be eating with them tonight.

CHAPTER TWO

Eddie did call, promptly at six. "Oh, Eddie, I've got the greatest news! I got that job!"

"Wow! Baby, that's terrific! Dynamite, baby! Where ya takin' me for dinner tonight?"

"Eddie, come on. I thought you would take me out. I haven't made any money yet."

"Just kiddin', doll. How about Italian? You want to eat Italian?"

"Sure, Eddie. That sounds terrif."

"I'd like to eat American, though."

"What?"

"A nice hot juicy American piece of meat." He knew Arlene was puzzled. "I mean you, baby! I'm talkin' about you. I wanna eat you, baby! Some nice hot juicy cunt meat!" He laughed aloud into the phone.

"Eddie, don't say things like that on the telephone. My mother sometimes listens in on the extension."

"You hear that, Mrs. Walters? I wanna eat your daughter's hot cunt. I wanna suck it dry!"

Arlene giggled. "You'll be sorry," she said.

"Mom isn't too keen on you anyway."

"Okay by me, baby, so long as you're keen on me. You keen on me, baby? You dig me?"

"Sure I dig you, Eddie. I love you. I want to be married to you. You know that."

"Yeah, but I wanna hear you say it. Tony's Italian Kitchen, okay? At seven. Okay?"

"Sure, Eddie, that sounds great. You know," she added, "I tried to reach you this afternoon, but the company couldn't tell me where you were."

"Oh. Oh, well, you see, I was sent to one joint, but when I got there, um, well, you see, they fixed their phones themselves, and they sent me away, so well, I just had a beer. Okay? I just had a beer."

"Oh. I just wondered. It's okay. If they don't find out, it doesn't matter."

"Sure, baby, I figure that if they don't figure out what I really was up to, it ain't gonna hurt them, right?"

"Right, Eddie. Well, see you at seven."

Arlene kissed the telephone goodbye. She quickly changed her clothes and went to meet Eddie.

He was late, apologizing. "I want to shower for you baby," he said, explaining his absence. Arlene wondered if she should have bathed before going out to dinner. She had been in a hurry, and didn't realize that not bathing could get her into a lot of trouble.

Eddie did all the ordering, but Arlene didn't mind. She simply enjoyed being with Eddie. He was so handsome, so strong, so masculine. She was proud to walk down the street with him.

Eddie drank a good deal of beer, and he was feeling quite happy by the time they finished eating. "Hey, baby, come back with me," he said gaily. "I got somethin' to show ya."

"Okay, that would be nice," said Arlene.

Arlene had to help steady her boyfriend as they made their way towards his apartment. He lived in a basement, figuring to save quite a bit on rent. It was dark and dingy, but Arlene didn't mind. She knew the kind of place she would want to live in.

The apartment had little more than a couple of chairs, a table, and, most important, a bed. As soon as Eddie walked in the door, he went to the bed and sprawled out.

"C'mere," he said, reaching out for her hand, pulling her towards the bed.

"What did you want to show me?" she asked, in all innocence.

"I'll show ya, but first, you gotta sit down." She sat down. He took hold of her hand and placed it on his fly. "This, baby, inside this little package is a present for ya. Open it and take out your present."

He started to laugh, and suddenly, she caught on. Her face turned red. "Oh, Eddie," she said with mock impatience. "I wanted to tell you about my job." She knew there wouldn't be much that she could tell him now, but she just wanted to talk to him.

"I gotta job for you, sugar," he said, unzipping his fly himself. "I like this kinda job better than some dumb office job."

She watched him carefully as he reached into his pants and took out his stiffening prick. "Eddie," she whined, "is that all you're gonna want to do with me from now on is fuck? I mean there are other things to do, you know, besides fucking."

"Name two," he said with a chuckle. "Besides, I thought you dug my cock. It's pretty big, baby, you know that."

"I know, but I mean we shouldn't do wall the time."

"What else you got in mind, baby? Because what I got in mind is what you got down here." He reached out and goosed her. She screamed, but he was able to draw her close to him without her offering much of a struggle.

"I know you want it," he told her. "You want it because you like it. I can tell, baby, when a woman is hat and wants it, and you want it!"

He started to rub her crotch really hard. She swayed as he stroked her, slowly sliding down next to him on the bed.

She watched him for a few moments as he pulled on his meat, his cock head getting redder by the minute.

"Touch it," he whispered to her. "Touch my cock." She reached out and began to fondle his meat. She looked at the piss slit at the top and saw a drop of liquid.

His balls quivered gently as she rubbed her hand up and down on his hugely erect shaft. He lay back, sighing with pleasure as she masturbated him.

"Now lick it," he whispered, almost inaudibly. "Lick my cock." Eddie's eyes were turned upwards towards the ceiling as he relaxed. He put his hand next to hers and they both slowly rubbed his erect meat up and down as he became more and more excited.

He gently pushed her head down between his legs. "Ohh, baby, suck my dick! Come on, baby, suck it! I want you to take that dick into your mouth, baby! Ohhhh, suck it! Ohhhhh! Suck my fucking dick!"

Arlene hesitated. She didn't quite know what to do. She realized that he wanted her to take it into her mouth, but she wasn't quite sure what to do then.

"Just open your mouth, baby," he moaned. "Ohhhh, press your fucking lips around my dick! Suck it, baby! Suck my big dick!"

She did as she was told and she pressed her lips to his swollen cock head. He sighed with relief as he felt his penis slide into her mouth.

"Ow! Don't use your fucking teeth!" he hissed.

"Sorry," she mumbled. She was exploring something new and it was a difficult experience for her, but she knew that it pleased Eddie, and therefore she wanted to do her best.

Eddie relaxed. "Ahhh, that's it, baby! Now suck hard on it! Make my dick slide all the way down your mouth, baby! Ohhh, that's good, sugar! Eat sit, baby! Suck it long and hard!"

She could feel his dong sliding down her throat. His balls were pressed up against her lips, and she could feel him trying to slide them into her mouth, too.

He pumped his meat faster and faster into her face, and she nearly gagged on it several times.

"Easy, easy," he said softly. "Let it go in nice and easy."

Arlene was slowly getting the hang of it. She moved her head back and forth in slow steady motions, and her lips slid from the tip of his reddened cock all the way down his shaft, pressing her nose into his quivering balls.

Eddie reached inside her skirt, and manipulated her pussy hairs. He quickly inserted a finger up her slit, and started to finger-fuck her.

He removed her skirt and panties. She was sopping wet, and he eagerly awaited the flow of cunt juice that he knew would soon pour out of her pussy in torrents.

Her naked pubic area looked hot and exciting to Eddie, who twisted his body around so that while she continued to suck him off, his face was placed right between her sensual legs.

He could smell cunt juice as he buried his mouth into her pussy. His tongue started to lap up the juice and he was now licking her out from the inside.

Her cunt was still sticky, because she had not bathed since being fucked by Mr. Halsted. Eddie sensed that she had not remained faithful to him, but he couldn't be completely sure.

His prick started to tingle with excitement as she sucked him off so hard that he was ready to come. His balls trembled as she tiled to suck on them in addition to his hard cock.

He went wild, sucking and licking out her lubricants. Being tongue-fucked was driving Arlene really wild, and she started to moan with delirious ecstasy as his tongue penetrated deep into her hot pussy.

Their bodies rolled about on the bed as they sucked on each other. Arlene could feel her clit being stimulated wildly, and she felt as if her whole body would climax with her.

Eddie's cock approached orgasm as he pumped his organ deeper and harder into her face. His swollen spear filled up her mouth and started to press against the back of her throat.

"Lick my balls!" he cried. "Get my cock really hot!"

Arlene's saliva coated his cock and balls completely. She felt him sliding his prick and balls all over her face as she braced herself for the spurts of thick jism that would soon jet out of his burning dick.

"Suck it! Suck it! Suck it!" cried Eddie as he felt ready to shoot. "Eat that cock, baby! Ohhhh! Suck me off! Ohhh! I'm gonna come, baby! Take it all, baby! Ohhhh! Suck it! Ohhh! I'm coming! I'm coming!" His prick exploded inside her mouth and she felt the thick hat fluid pouring into her. "Ohhhh! Swallow it! Ohhh!"

She tried to swallow, but there was so much hot jism that she nearly choked. Cobs of his sperm poured out of her mouth, and she felt her face flooded with his semen.

His tongue rammed her hot cunt so deeply that she flowed with juices and climaxed wildly, spilling her honey all over his tongue and lips. He lapped it up as fast as he could.

His jism continued to pour out of his dong. The last few drops of his cream dripped onto her face, and she tried to suck it up, but her mouth was already too full of his foam.

"Ohhhh, Eddie!" she gasped. "Your tongue! It was wonderful!" He smiled at her. Nobody could ever tell him he didn't know how to suck cunt. It was something he really enjoyed doing.

He gazed at her for a long time. Finally, he spoke. "Who was he?" asked her boyfriend.

"Who was who?"

"C'mon, baby, don't lie to me. I smelled cum on your cunt. I got a nose for that sorta thing, so don't lie to me, babe."

"Uh, Eddie, what are you saying?" Fear struck at Arlene's heart. She had been afraid that he would find out she had let Mr. Halsted fuck her, and now he seemed to know.

"Nothin' baby, just remember that you're mine. You ain't no one else's. You got that? Do I make myself clear?"

"Uh, sure, Eddie. I wouldn't let anyone else touch me."

"And take a bath before, you know what I mean?" Arlene was embarrassed. At least he didn't pursue the subject any more.

He was tired, and the beer overtook him and he started to drift off to sleep.

Arlene got dressed and left her boyfriend snoring loudly. She did love him. She would be careful not to let anyone else ever touch her again. She didn't want to lose Eddie.

She returned home by taxi. Everyone in her house was asleep, and she tiptoed, up to her room, removed her clothes, and decided to take a bath. She had to be up early in the morning to start her new job, and she wanted to be completely clean and refreshed.

She ran the water in the tub, and when it was partially filled, slowly climbed in. The water felt good on her coated body, especially where it touched the insides of her cunt.

She lay back in the tub and let the water nearly completely cover her. She wanted to lie there, and think about her future with Eddie. That boy really turned her on, and she couldn't even think of what life would be like without him.

The water made her relax and feel good, and she wished that she had been able to please Eddie completely earlier in the evening. She couldn't swallow that flood of goop that entered her mouth, and she knew that Eddie had wanted her to do it.

Next time she would, she promised herself. She would devote herself totally and completely to Eddie's pleasure and satisfaction.

The water started to soothe her. Her cunt felt cool and relaxed. The gentle lashing of her cunt by the water reminded her of the way that Eddie's tongue had felt as he first started to lick at her pussy lips when he sucked her out.

She wanted Eddie's cock now. She wanted to please him, to make him happy. She knew that her body offered pleasure to him, and if only he were here now, she could show just how much pleasure she could give him.

"I want you, Eddie!" she cried out loud. She quickly looked towards the door to see if she had awakened anyone, but they were apparently still all asleep.

She slid her fingers down between her legs, and gently pressed the tips against her pussy lips. It felt good. It would feel better if it was Eddie's cock that was touching her down there.

"I want you, Eddie!" she cried out loud again. Her finger slid easily into her tunnel, and her cunt walls closed in around her finger as she started to pump it in and out of her hole, just the way Eddie's penis had done the time he had really fucked her.

She was pressing several fingers into her hole now. She wanted to be fucked really hard. Oh, why couldn't Eddie be with her in the bathtub and give her the fuck of her life?

Her body splashed around in the tub, sending waves of water cascading over the side and onto the floor. She didn't care, or pay any attention to it, as all she could think about was how good Eddie's dick would feel inside her desperately craving cunt hole.

Her fingers rammed hard as she fucked herself. She had never masturbated before, but the pleasure was so intense she knew she would do it again and again, whenever she wanted Eddie's dick and he wasn't there to thrust it into her hole.

"Fuck me, Eddie!" she cried aloud. "Ohhh, please fuck me!" She no longer cared if anyone heard her or not. All she could think of was Eddie's hard-on ramming her pussy, and her fingers were the best possible substitute for the real thing.

Her ass slammed down hard on the porcelain surface of the bathtub, and she writhed in the water, sending drops of her liquid seeping into the bathwater.

She was penetrating herself hard and deep. Her body closed in around her fingers, and she pumped them in and out, hoping to recreate the thrill of the orgasm she had enjoyed when she was really being fucked.

"I want it! Ohhhh, I want it!" she cried. Her body was heating up at a tremendous rate. She rolled from side to side as she neared climax. She couldn't stop herself now even if she really wanted to. She was going wild, pounding her hand into her hole, begging to be fucked, aching for the feel of a hard prick to smash through her craving tunnel.

Her juices were flowing freely now. Her cunt was raw and bruised, and she gasped for breath as she massaged her clit so wildly that she felt the onset of a massive and self-induced climax.

Her juices poured into the water. She shook violently as she came, crying out for Eddie and his hard cock to thrill her the way he had done before.

It took some time far her to calm down, and she lay back exhausted in the tub, slowly coming down from her wonderful high, and recovered her breath.

"Oh, Eddie!" she sighed, as she finally climbed out of the tub, dripping with water and cunt juices, "I love you so much!"

Her dreams that evening were filled with images of her boyfriend and how wonderful their lives would be together. The image of his cock, long, hard, and beautiful, was uppermost in her mind.

CHAPTER THREE

Arlene reported for work at the Grayson Industrial Corporation and was an immediate hit with the employees there. The men all ogled her, and the girls seemed to like her. She was pleased in her new surroundings.

Mr. Halsted tried again to get his hands inside her panties, but she resisted him. Her sole sex interest was Eddie, and no one in the office, not even Bill Sample, the best-looking man there, was able to get more than a smile out of her.

Eddie never brought up the subject of how her cunt had gotten covered with cum that night, and Arlene assumed he had forgotten all about it. He fucked her wildly several times since then, and Arlene looked forward to their eventual marriage.

Eddie kept busy with his job. He enjoyed his work, which allowed him to travel about town meeting all sorts of people. He did not, however, discuss all aspects of the job with his girl.

Arlene worked hard at her new job. She was given a desk near the executive offices, where Mr. Halsted could keep an eye on her. She became very friendly with the other girls, and frequently went out to lunch with them.

Arlene kept a picture of Eddie on her desk, and several times, a few of the girls would make comments to the effect that they would like to steal him away from her. "He's so handsome," cooed one of her co-workers.

"Would you loan him to me?" asked another. Arlene smiled. She was proud of her boyfriend, and jealous of him also.

Suzie, a petite redhead who worked at a desk close to Arlene's, became one of Arlene's best friends. Suzie was very quiet one day, and this bothered Arlene. She had gone home from work early the previous day, saying she wasn't feeling too well.

"How are you today?" asked Arlene.

"Oh, okay, I guess," said Suzie slowly. "I'm all right."

"You look kinda pale," replied Arlene. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Uh, Arlene, c'mere a minute. I want to talk to you." Arlene huddled close to Suzie. Boy trouble, she figured. Arlene always enjoyed giving advice to those who asked her for it.

"What is it?" asked Arlene. "Did David do anything to upset you?" David was Suzie's boyfriend, and things had always gone along smoothly with them. Suzie shook her head.

"N-no, it's not David," she said slowly. "It's… uh, Arlene, I don't know how to tell you this, b-b-but, uh, I think you ought to know. Oh, I'm so ashamed, could die!"

Arlene put her arm around her friend. "Suzie, tell me. You know you can trust me. It is David, isn't it?"

"No, Arlene. It's not David. It's, uh, Eddie." Arlene was taken aback somewhat. Then she broke into a big grin.

"Oh, Suzie. It's all right. Eddie has that effect on people." She tried to comfort Suzie. She was sure she knew what Suzie was going to say to her, that is, that Suzie had fallen in love with Eddie, even without ever meeting him, just by what Arlene had said about him, plus the picture on Arlene's desk.

"No, no," protested Suzie. "It's not what you think."

"Well, what is it?" asked Arlene.

"Don't hate me, Arlene. Please don't hate me." Arlene shook her head.

"I can't hate you, even if I wanted to," said Arlene. "You know that, don't you?"

Suzie nodded. "I don't know if I really should tell you, but I must. I think you should know."

"Know what?"

"That Eddie fucked me."

Arlene was shinned. She couldn't even let out a gasp. The shock of that statement went through her body like a knife. Suzie started to cry, which attracted the attention of the other girls, who stopped what they were doing to watch and listen.

Arlene got up and took Suzie's arm. She led her into the ladies' room and she made Suzie tell her what happened.

"Stop crying, Suzie. What's this about Eddie?"

"I'm so ashamed," Suzie wailed. "Oh, Arlene, I don't know how it happened. He was there. He was there and he was doing it."

"What? Eddie? He was where?"

Suzie calmed herself. Arlene waited patiently until the girl had gotten control of herself. "Arlene, you remember that I went home early yesterday?"

"Yes. So?"

"Well, you see, I was going to call my roommate Carrie and tell her I was coming home early. You see, she works nights, and we usually let each other know if we won't keep to our usual schedules. Anyway, I couldn't call her because our telephone has been broken since Monday."

"I think I'm beginning to see," said Arlene seriously. "Tell me everything that happened. And don't worry, I don't think it's you I'm going to hate."

I left the office shortly after lunch. I knew I needed some rest, as I hadn't slept well the night before. I hope that Carrie wouldn't be mad at me for barging in on her, but what else could I do?

Anyway, I unlocked the door and walked in. At first, I thought that Carrie had gone out, because I didn't see her, but suddenly I heard sounds coming out of the bedroom.

I was embarrassed, because I figured out right away what she was doing. There was a guy there, and they were laughing and carrying on, having a really great time. I didn't want to listen, but I had to lie down on the living room sofa.

The door was slightly ajar. I would have closed it, but then they would have seen me. I was going to pretend that I was asleep.

I heard them talking. I couldn't sleep. Then I realized that they were really going at it, I couldn't help but peek though the door.

"Oh, Eddie!" Carrie was saying, "I want that thing inside me!" I suddenly realized why the guy looked familiar. I hate to tell you this, but it was the guy whose picture you have on your desk.

"You're gonna get it, baby!" he said to her. "You're gonna get this big dick shoved right up your hat cunt!"

"C'mon, big boy, let's see you use what you've got!" I saw my roomie reach out and start to play with his prick. Oh, Arlene, he's got a really tremendous dick! His penis got stiffer right then as she touched it. She put her hands all over his tool, and then she started to play with his balls.

Eddie started to bend over my roommate and I saw him lick her tits. Her nipples were really hard and stiff, and he started to give her nipples playful little bites, which she really loved. I know that, because she once confessed to me that she loves to have her tits licked and bitten gently.

"Ooooh, that's so good!" she cried. "Lick them harder! Suck them really hard, big boy!"

Eddie went wild. I saw his mouth slurp all over her really huge tits. God, I'd love to have tits like those!

Anyway, his prick was throbbing, as Carrie continued to rub it. She was rubbing his balls wildly, and he was getting ready to fuck her. His cock was poised right up above her cunt, and I knew that he was going to give her a really wild fuck.

I saw Carrie spread her legs. "C'mon, big boy, my cunt is hot for you! Fuck me, baby! Ohhh, fuck me with that fucking hard cock!"

She clasped her hand around his penis and pulled it into her cunt. His prick head slid between the folds of her pussy, and I saw him plunge his tool all the way up her slit.

He started to pump her real hard. His balls slapped around, pounding against her pussy hairs. Their nude bodies rolled and twisted together as he smashed into her.

I noticed in the pile of clothes near the bed that there was telephone equipment under it. I realized then what had happened. You told me Eddie was a repairman for the Phone Company. Our phone was out of order. I put two and two together, and everything was clear to me.

His body was pumping harder and faster. I tried, but failed, to get my eyes off him. He was so strong and powerful. I wanted to watch every detail of his fucking. Oh, it was driving me wild myself!

I know that I should have interrupted them, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I was thrilled by it all.

I began to wish that Eddie would fuck me. I know that shocks you, Arlene, but I wanted it. My pussy was so hot, as I saw him go wild with my roommate. I placed my hands between my legs, pretending that it was my cunt your boyfriend was plowing.

His powerful ass went up and down in the air as he plunged into her hole. Oh, I was going crazy! My cunt was on fire! I wanted it, Arlene! I wanted him to fuck me!

I was beginning to sweat. I couldn't stand it any more. My pussy was leaking my juices, and I wanted to have that hard tool inside me. It was driving me crazy.

I started to fondle my own tits. My nipples were hard, and I rubbed my hand over them. I was finger-fucking myself with my other hand as I saw him smash his tool into her. I began to drool over myself. My whole body was turning into a furnace.

I ripped my clothes off. I was standing there quite nude, as their bodies started churning. I opened the door really wide. I had to join them, just to know what his hard meat felt like, even if all I would be able to do would be to touch it with my hand.

"Suzie!" screamed my roommate. She turned pale. Eddie looked up to see who Carrie was looking at.

I said nothing, but climbed into the bed. I didn't care what happened to me. I just had to feel Eddie's prick and balls. I would go mad if I didn't.

He slowly stopped pumping Carrie, and turned his attention to me. Carrie was furious, but I couldn't help it. I had to have his cock, or my pussy would burn up.

I saw his penis. I was long, thick and very hard. It was even bigger than I thought, and now I reached out and touched it. It felt so warm and exciting as I put my hand around it. His cock was so thick, I wanted to draw it into my hot cunt immediately.

"Get out of here!" hissed Carrie. I ignored her. I didn't want to be mean to her, but I had to; Eddie's prick meant everything to me at that moment.

"It's okay, baby," said Eddie soothingly. "I dig 'em two atta time. I go wild baby, with two hot pussies!"

Carrie was pissed, but I didn't care. I wanted that cock up my cunt, and I was determined to get it.

Eddie started to rub his balls against my skin. It felt so good, I wanted to cry. His prick was warm, and I could feel the blood rushing through it as he rubbed it back and forth across my stomach. It practically went from one side of my body to the other, it was that long.

He slowly slid down my body until the long tool was reaching my pussy. "Shove it in, shove it in!" I cried. I desperately wanted that hard meat plunging into my slit. "Do it," I begged. "I want to be fucked!"

He teased me by pressing the tip of his cock against my begging cunt, and then pulling away again. I was going insane. I tried to grab his prick and balls and force that tool into my slit, but he was too quick for me.

He did the same thing to Carrie. He would slowly start to slide his meat up her canal, and would then stop, and come back to me.

It was driving both of us crazy. We were both hungry for his cock, and we started to fight for it.

"Girls, please!" he said, feeling very good that we were fighting over him. "It's big enough for both of you."

He started to fuck me, this time for real. His meat plunged into my oozing cunt hole, and I could feel his warm flesh pressing hard against the sides of my pussy.

Carrie watched closely, fondling his balls as he fucked me. I could feel her finger joining his cock at the opening of my vagina, and I tried to squeeze my legs together really tight to prevent him from pulling his dick out of my twat.

"Fuck me!" cried Carrie. "Fuck me, not her!" She tried to pull him away from me, but he seemed to be enjoying my hole. I was oozing so much cunt juice, that I thought I would dry out.

My pussy was filled with his cock. He began to caress my tits, and he bent his lips over my tits, and started to lick them.

My nipples were so hard, I thought they would break off. Just then, I noticed that he was rubbing the palm of his hand against Carrie's vagina. He started to finger-fuck her, as his prick was pounding in and out of my dripping pussy.

That calmed her down, and she was enjoying being masturbated by him almost as much as being fucked by him. He was managing to please both of us at the same time.

I could feel his cock getting really hot. His breathing became heavier and heavier, and I realized that he was going to come. Carrie realized it too, because she begged him to ram his rod into her. She wanted him to come inside of her cunt, so she could feel his semen pouring into her.

But so did I. I desperately wanted that cock to spurt inside my hole. I begged him to keep fucking me, when I felt him start to withdraw his pecker from my pussy. I was not, oh so hot, and I wanted his semen to quench the flames I felt.

His hands kneaded and massaged my tits. I was red and sore, and I wanted it even harder now. He couldn't stop. I couldn't let him.

His balls were trembling now, as he began to pant and gasp for breath. He was on the verge of ejaculating, and our bodies were still entwined as his penis started to pull out.

I couldn't stop him. He was rubbing one hand on my tits and one on Carrie's, and neither one of us knew whose cunt he would shoot in.

Carrie reached out and grabbed his balls when his prick was finally free of my pussy. She wanted it desperately, but I was glad to see that he wasn't going to pour his cream into her cunt.

He took hold of his cock with one hand, and started to rub it really hard. He knew he couldn't come in both of us at the same time, and so he decided to let us both feel the hot semen that he was about to shoot.

"Ohhhh!" he cried as he rubbed his meat. "I'm going to come! Ohhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhhhh!" He was frantic as he pulled hard on his meat. He jerked himself off rapidly, and I went berserk as I felt the first drops of hot semen hitting me with great force.

"I'm coming!" he screamed. "Ohhhh! Ohhh!"

The semen spurted out of his hot dong thick and fast. I had never seen so much jism pouring out of a guy's thing before. It was incredible. His cream was so thick, it was like butter. It flowed all over me and Carrie, and our bodies soon became covered with his cum.

His balls shook wildly as he spent his liquid. He got a great deal of his cum on himself, and he rubbed it into his body. The three of us were soaking wet.

His penis still dripped with his hot fluid, and I reached out my hand to take some. I wanted to taste it. Ohh, it was so good. I wanted him to face-fuck me too.

But he got off the bed, and started to put his doilies back on, even before his prick was soft. "Got work to do," he said. "Gotta finish my next job and then go see my girl."

Carrie whispered to me that his girl was sure lucky to have a stud like that for a boyfriend, and I whispered to her that I had something to tell her.

Eddie said goodbye, and we both thanked him, first for fucking us, and then for fixing the telephone.

"If it breaks again, I'll be back," he said, winking at us. "And I'll bring all of my equipment with me?"

We all laughed and he was gone. I couldn't move. I was so thrilled that I felt his hard-on inside of me, that I forgot what it was I wanted to tell Carrie.

Finally, when I remembered, I started to cry. I really didn't want to do anything that would hurt you, but I couldn't help myself. I wasn't even going to tell you this, but I know that Eddie has been screwing around a lot, and you really ought to know.

Arlene was stunned. She couldn't see straight. She didn't even notice that while Suzie was describing what had happened, she started to masturbate, particularly when she was telling about how Eddie came all over both of them.

As Suzie continued to finger-fuck herself, Arlene got up and walked out of the bathroom. Suzie couldn't stop herself to run after Arlene. She wanted to be nice to her friend, but she was too caught up in her masturbation. She rammed her finger into her hole and pounded it in harder and harder, until she felt her clitoris driving her wild.

Arlene went back to her desk and stared long and hard at the photograph of Eddie that she kept on the desk. She said nothing, and did nothing for a long time. Finally, with one hand, she reached out for the picture, and dashed it to the floor.

She got up without a sound and got her coat. Mr. Halsted watched with curiosity. She was certainly acting very strangely. She had a very determined look on her face. No one dared to ask her what happened. Something told them that, she wouldn't tell them anyway.

She waked to the elevators and waited. Bill Sample walked by. He started to ask her what was wrong, but changed his mind. She seemed to be staring at him, but looking right through him.

Suzie came out of the bathroom after having masturbated herself to orgasm. She went to look for Arlene, but was told the girl had gone home. "She just left. I don't know what was wrong," Mr. Halsted said.

Suzie knew. She felt terrible. It had been all her fruit. She should have exercised more self-control when she realized it was Arlene's boyfriend in bed with her roommate. And she certainly shouldn't have said anything to her, at least not without finding out what her reaction could possibly be.

Suzie dialed Arlene's home number. There was no answer. It perhaps was too early to get an answer if no one else was home, but maybe Arlene didn't go home at all. She wouldn't do anything rash, would she? The thought began to panic Suzie.

Arlene headed towards home. She wasn't going to take a bus home. She needed to walk home very slowly, to sort things out in her mind. She didn't believe what Suzie had said at first, but it was true. Everything fit into place. Eddie had cheated on her but why? Why did he find it necessary to fuck other girls? Wasn't she good enough? Didn't she have a really hot cunt?

As Arlene approached her home, she began to lose her self-control. She started to cry, and she found she couldn't even open her front door. She wasn't in any sort of state to even look for her keys. She just sat on her front steps and bawled like a baby.

CHAPTER FOUR

"Hey lady!" Arlene was startled. She looked up. There was a boy with a huge pile of groceries. "Hey lady, is this the Walters' house?"

"Uh, yes," she said softly.

"Where do you want these things, or don't you live here?"

"Yes, I live hen."

"Want me to dump 'em right here?"

"No. Please bring them inside."

"It's locked."

"Oh, sorry," said Arlene. She dug into her purse for her keys. She was at last back in control of herself.

She looked at the guy. He was younger than she was. But he was really cute.

It was just like her mother to call up the grocer and have them deliver stuff without being home. All the perishables would spoil sitting out on the front steps. Besides, it wasn't fair not to give the boy a tip. That's what these guys took this thankless job for.

"Would you bring them into the kitchen?" asked Arlene. She had calmed down quite a bit, but each time the thought of Eddie flashed through her mind, she nearly broke down all over again.

"Okay, lady," said the boy. He looked like a young Eddie. Well, he didn't really, but Arlene thought he did. It was his youthfulness and innocence that reminded him of her boyfriend.

The boy started to leave. "Oh, wait a second," she said, calling after him. "I want to give you something."

She rummaged through her purse, and realized that she didn't have any change at all.

"It's okay, lady," said the boy. "I don't mind."

"No, it's not okay. You've earned a tip. I just don't seem to have anything to give you." She paused for a moment. "Hold on a see," she said. "Would you like a beer or something, instead?"

"A beer? Um, er, sure," he said. "My folks don't let me drink beer, but I love it."

"Okay. I know we've got some in the fridge." Arlene went to the kitchen again and brought out two bottles of beer. She usually didn't drink, particularly before dinner, but she figured that she certainly needed a drink today.

"Thanks," he said. He drank it eagerly. She was amused. It was something forbidden to him and that made him enjoy it all the more.

"Want another?"

"Sure. Are you sure it's all right for me to drink it?" he asked.

"Of course. My folks didn't let me drink beer for a long time, but now I do. They still don't like it, they say I'm not old enough, but they don't stop me."

"I ain't old enough either, but me and the guys always sneak some from old Mr. Dodge at the store. I could live on it."

He was getting very giddy from the alcohol, and Arlene was also feeling its effects. They were not very experienced drinkers, and even one can of beer could affect them.

Arlene went to the kitchen for two more cans. She knew her father would be furious, but at the moment, she had other things to worry about. She didn't really give a damn about her father. Or Eddie, for that matter.

"C'mere," she said, leading the boy over to the sofa. "You got a girlfriend?"

He turned red. "Uh, sure, lots," he said.

"You aren't mean to them, are you?"

"Nah, I'm real good to them. Why, your boyfriend mean to you?" Arlene was surprised that he had picked that up very quickly.

"He's a rotten son of a bitch!" she said with a great deal more vehemence than she really intended.

"Well, I ain't mean," he said. "I'm real good to them. Yep, real good!" He chuckled when he said this. Arlene thought she knew what he meant, and she was amused at his boastfulness.

"How many girls you really got?" she asked.

"Dozens. And they all got big tits," he said. He quickly reached out and grabbed one of her tits. She was taken aback, but pleased at the same time.

"Do you do that to all your girlfriends?" Arlene asked.

"Yeah sure," he replied. "They all like it, but they don't ask so many questions like you," he said. "Maybe your boyfriend dumped ya because you was always asking so many questions."

Arlene started to yell. "He didn't dump me!" she screamed. "Why do you care about my boyfriend? What are you doing here? Why don't you just go on back to work?"

Arlene started to cry. She hadn't been able to keep herself from getting upset, and she buried her face in her hands.

"Hey lady, I'm sorry," said the boy. "I didn't mean nothing. It's okay, honest. Go ahead and ask me some more questions, I don't really mind. Go ahead, I mean it."

"It's okay, it's okay," she said, holding tightly onto his hand. "I'm just upset, that's all. He didn't dump me, by the way. Please don't go. I didn't mean it when I said you should go."

The boy thought Arlene was a bit strange, but she sure was good-looking. He was beginning to feel a stirring in his crotch, and he looked around to see if anyone else was home. It made him both nervous and excited to be all alone with a girl like this.

Arlene clasped his hand tightly. He pressed his body against hers, hoping that she couldn't push him away. When she didn't, he reached out and started to stoke her arm.

Arlene bent over and kissed him. He was so young, so handsome. He didn't look as if he had a mean bone in his body. He would never do to a girl what Eddie did to her.

She noticed a slight bulge in his crotch. It made her excited just to see the boy's cock starting to get hard, and she gingerly touched his fly.

He groaned with pleasure as her touch made his prick even stiffer, and he pushed his tongue into her mouth, searching.

"Ohhhh," moaned Arlene, "that's so good! Ohhh, do it again, oh, please do it again!"

The boy pushed Arlene down on the sofa and climbed on top of her. She could feel his cock pressing against her body and her pussy juices started to flow.

The boy was getting more and more excited. His penis got stiffer and stiffer, and Arlene groped him wildly, rubbing her hands against his fly, straining to pull down the zipper.

The boy had never been with a girl who was so wild for sex. It confused him. He had always thought that the guy was supposed to insist on fucking, and the girl was supposed to say no, until he overpowered her.

But this was different from anything he had ever experienced before, and it made him really wild. His cock was ready to burst out of his pants at the exact moment she unzipped his fly.

"Ohhhh, it's so hard!" she exclaimed, and immediately started to stroke it. "It's so big and hard! Ohhh, I want it! I want it!"

He could feel blood racing through his shaft. His brain was dizzy with excitement. He was really hot and horny now, and nothing could make him stop.

Arlene began to stroke his dick faster and faster. He put his hand on her arm and told her to stop. "Don't make me come like that," he said.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I just got carried away."

"Yeah, I'm kinda close," he told her. "I'm really hot now."

The boy fumbled with her clothes. He hadn't had too much experience with seduction, and he wasn't quite sure how to undress Arlene. She eagerly helped him by removing her clothes herself.

He began to fondle her tits, after she took her blouse off. He enjoyed rubbing his hands against her nipples, feeling them getting hard and stiff, and he rubbed them so hard, they became reddened and rough.

"Oh baby, I'm gonna really fuck you!" he cried. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, your cunt is gonna burn up!"

His prick was so reddened that she thought he would ejaculate as his prick throbbed over her pussy. She didn't want that, and she spread her legs wide, so that his cock could slide easily into her slit.

"Fuck me!" she whispered. "Ohhhh, please fuck me! I want it! Ohhh, do I want it!"

His cock throbbed wildly as he pushed the tip of it between the folds of her pussy. She felt his cock head slipping into her hole, and she pressed her hands on his ass, pulling him closer into her.

He went in unsteadily. He wasn't quite sure how to go about fucking a girl. Though he wasn't a virgin, his experience in these matters was somewhat limited.

"Ohhhhh do it harder!" she begged. "Push your prick in! Ohhh, that's it, ohhh, that's it!"

She felt his meat plunging deeper and deeper into her hole. She cupped her hands underneath his balls and squeezed them, hoping to drive him really wild so that his prick would smash all the way into her cunt.

He licked her tits. He sucked hard on them, sucking in her nipples, nearly breaking them off as he bit them.

His dick plunged all the way into her hole. She went wild as she felt the pressure against her pussy walls. Her cunt juices were flowing thick and fast out of her hole, coating his prick as he pressed further and further in.

"Ohhhh, that's good!" she squealed. "Ohhhh, do it harder! Fuck me really hard! Ohhhh, I want it! I want it real bad!"

Her cries turned him on even more, and he started to push his cock in and out of her hole. He was hotter than he had ever been before, and his meat flew wildly back and forth along her canal.

She was really juiced up now, as her lubricants poured out of her cunt. She could feel her bush getting soaking wet, and she twisted and writhed on the sofa as his balls began to slap hard against her vagina.

"Fuck me!" she screamed. "Fuck me! Ohhhh, fuck me! Ohhhh, fuck me harder! Ohhh, I want it! I want your cock! Ohhhhh!"

The boy went wild, ramming and smashing his cock faster and faster into her pussy. His spear was thoroughly lubricated with her hot syrups, and he buried his face against her tits, sucking and licking them as hard as he could.

Their bodies twisted and shivered together as his pulsating prick meat pounded her cunt. Several times it slipped out of her hole completely, but she put her hand around it and forced it back into her pussy.

The boy began to shout wildly. His cock was heating up to the boiling point, and he felt his balls ready to release his jism. He was hot and getting hotter. There was no holding him back now.

"I'm gonna come!" he shouted, trying to prolong the pleasure by restraining his orgasm until the last possible moment. "Ohhhh! I'm really gonna come! I'm gonna shoot, baby! Ohhh! Ohhh!"

She screamed wildly. Her pussy was on fire. The juices flowed out of her hole as fast as they could, and she could not control it.

His penis was stimulating her clit so wildly that she twisted and thrashed about the sofa. She grabbed hold of his ass and pulled him towards her body so far that she felt as if he was going to drill a hole right through her cunt and out her ass.

"Fuck me!" she screamed louder. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" His cock went wild, erupting in a gigantic flow of thick scum. He shot his jism violently into her, crying and shouting at the top of his lungs.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" he gasped. "Ohhhhh! Get fucked! Ohhh! Ohhh! I'm shooting! Ohhhh! Agggg! Ohhhh!"

The thick jets of white foam poured into her cunt quickly. She could feel the warm sperm coating her cunt walls, and she went wild on the sofa.

"Fuck me!!" she shouted. "Oohhhhh! Fuck me! Fuck me!Fuck me, Eddie! Ohhh! Eddie fuck me!"

The boy's dick couldn't stop shooting hot cum. His balls had really been full, and they were emptying themselves entirely now into her craving cunt hole. He filled up her slit, and then his jism started to seep and ooze out of her quim.

"Ohhhh!" he cried as the last of his cream emptied into her vagina. "Ohhhh, baby, that was great!"

He slowly withdrew his spent penis from her cunt. His body still trembled as his orgasm died down. He was thoroughly exhausted.

Arlene put her arm around him. "Thank you," she whispered.

He was pleased with himself. He knew that she had enjoyed it. His cock made him feel really good now.

"What did you call me before?" he asked her, remembering what she had said to him at the height of their pleasure.

"What did I call you? Nothing, why? Did I call you something? I don't even know your name."

"Yeah, I know," he said. "It's Mike. You called me Eddie."

"Eddie. I called you Eddie. Now why would I do a thing like that?" she said, laughing. She knew, of course, though the delivery boy just shrugged. Perhaps he heard wrong. It didn't matter.

But it mattered to Arlene, who realized even more how much she loved Eddie, and how much he had hurt her by doing what he did. Why would he do a thing like that? Why? Wasn't he in love with her?

"Look, lady," said the boy, "I gotta go. See ya." He quickly got up from the sofa, and put his wet prick and balk back inside his pants. His boss would be wondering why he had taken so long, and he would now have to think of a good excuse.

"Can't you just stay for a few more minutes?" she asked. "I'll get you another beer," she told him.

She went up to the kitchen to get the beer, but he shook his head. He started to walk towards the door.

"Hey lady, thanks," he said as he walked quickly out. He seemed to be embarrassed now that it was all over. He wanted to get away from her as fast as possible.

Arlene smiled to herself. He probably didn't realize how much his cock had pleased her. Well, it was just as well he had gone. Her mother would be home shortly, and that would have been all she needed, to have her mother see her being fucked by a delivery boy. Boy, would there be hell to pay if that happened!

Arlene drank the beer herself. She started to feel sorry for herself. Her boyfriend had cheated on her. How could he do such a thing? Why would he want to? Wasn't her pussy good enough for him?

Perhaps Suzie was not telling the truth. Or even if she was, maybe the boy wasn't Eddie. There were lots of guys who looked like Eddie, and maybe even the Phone Company hired one of them.

Arlene knew what she had to do. She would talk to Eddie. She would confront him with what she was told. If he denied it, that would be good enough for her. Eddie could be perfectly innocent. She would call him immediately and find out if he in fact did fuck those two girls. Eddie wouldn't do such a thing. Eddie was hers and hers alone.

CHAPTER FIVE

She called Eddie, but he wasn't in. Rather than wait until he got in, she went over to his place, and sat in front of his door. Whenever he got there, she would talk to him.

Her mother hadn't arrived by the time she decided to leave, so she left a note saying she had gone out and wouldn't be home for supper. Her mother would be annoyed, but it was too bad. She had more important things on her mind at this moment.

Eddie came home shortly after five. He was whistling to himself as he approached his door.

"Hello, Eddie," said Arlene, not bothering to stand.

"Arlene!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

"I want to see you," she said. "I have something important I want to talk to you about."

"Sure. What is it?" he asked her. He helped her up and unlocked the door. "You should have called me. Perhaps I could have met you somewhere…"

"Why, are you expecting someone here?" she asked.

"What are you talking about?" he asked her.

"Oh, Eddie, I just heard the most awful thing about you. I want to know if it's true or not."

Eddie was silent. He had a feeling he knew what she was going to say. But how could she have found out?

"Well, don't you want to know what I have to say?" she asked, seeing that he wasn't going to ask her.

"Uh, sure," he said. "What did you hear? It's probably untrue anyway. What is it?"

"A friend of mine told me that, um, er… this is harder than I thought… um, she said, that you, um, were repairing her phone, and you… um… went to bed with her."

Eddie looked hard at her. "Who told you this?" he demanded. "Where did you hear this vicious lie from?"

"A girl at the office. Suzie. She told me that you were fucking her roommate, and then she…"

Eddie interrupted her.

"Some cunt at the office told you that? A fucking Goddamn liar! And you believed her? Boy, you're no better than she is. Women! All they want is a guy's prick and balls, and then they go about telling lies! What a fucking bunch of cunts!"

"Eddie, I didn't say I believed her, I just wanted to know. That's all. I mean it, Eddie."

"So now you know. Anything else? Is that what you came over here for? I thought you wanted to see me."

"I did, Eddie. I just had to ask you. I'm glad you didn't. She must have been mistaken. I don't know why she told me that."

"Because she's a fucking cunt!" shouted Eddie. "The fucking cunts think they own the world! And supposing I wanted to? What of it? I have a right to do what I want. It's a fucking free country, ain't it? So don't go around telling me what I gotta do or what I can't do. You got that?"

"Eddie, what are you getting so uptight for? I didn't say you did. I just said I wanted to find out."

"So you don't trust me, is that it? You think I go around screwing all the fucking broads I see? And why shouldn't I if I want to? You think you're the only one who can screw around? Don't think I don't know what you've been up to. I knew it that day when you got the job. I knew you had screwed someone. I ain't as dumb as you think!"

"Eddie, please! I'm sorry."

"Yeah, I bet you're sorry. You're sorry now because you've been fucking and sucking all day long while I'm at work. So what if I did fuck around? What's it to ya? I gotta cock, and I gotta use it."

"Eddie, I don't understand. I thought ya said you didn't fuck around."

"So what? So I fuck around. Why should you be the only one to fuck around? Don't think I don't know what you've been doing. I know all about it, so just watch your step!"

"Eddie, did you fuck that girl Suzie and her roommate?"

"So what if I did? You think you got the only cunt in town? How many guys did you fuck? I know you fuck around, dontcha?"

"No!" she screamed. "I only want you, Eddie!"

"Is that so? I bet your cunt smells of cock juice. I bet it smells all over from cock juice!"

Eddie started to grab her and rip her blouse. She tried to get away from him, but he was much stronger than she was, and he threw her down onto the floor. "You little slut!" he shouted. "You got fucked the day you got your fucking job, and I bet you've been fucking around ever since!"

"No! No!" she shouted. "Please, Eddie! Don't hurt me! Owwww! Stop that! Eddie, please!"

He ripped her blouse off, and stared at her. "Your fucking tits are all sore. Who did that to you? You been sucking on your own tits?"

"Eddie, let me go!" she screamed. "Don't do this to me! Help! Eddie, stop that!"

He started to pull her skirt down. She struggled desperately to get away from him, but he held on tight. He tore the skirt right down the side, and she screamed when he went for her panties.

"Hey, you little slut!" he yelled. "You got cum stains all over you. You're a lying little bitch!"

He noticed that there were cum stains on her panties. He pushed his face down between her legs and started to beat her. "Stop that!" she screamed. "Let go of me!"

But it was too late. Her whole pussy was stained with the delivery boy's jism. She had forgotten that Eddie could tell when she had been fucked before. He sensed it the time that they fucked when she got her job, and she should have realized it would happen again.

"I'm gonna get you for this, you fucking slut!" he yelled. "You're the Goddamn fucking liar! You come here and accuse me of fucking around, and all the time you've been on your ass with your legs in the air. I'm gonna see that you get fucked like you never been fucked before!"

"What are you gonna do, Eddie?" she asked, her voice trembling with fear. "Please don't do it!"

"Oh yeah, I'm gonna do it," he said. "I'm gonna fuck you where it's gonna hurt you the most. You're gonna be real sorry you ever fucked around, you hear me?"

"Oh, Eddie, don't!" she pleaded. "Please don't!" She felt terrified as Eddie turned her face-down on the floor. She knew what he was going to do, and she started to scream as loud as she could.

"Shut your fucking mouth!" he yelled. "I'm gonna make sure you never fuck round again, you hear me?"

He started to unbuckle his pants. She was helpless as she lay on the floor. She could already feel the pain.

He placed a foot on her back to prevent her from getting up. He was angry that she had been fucking around, and felt guilty that he had been caught doing the same thing. But he was going to punish her for both their mistakes.

"Eddie! Owww! Eddie, get off me! Help! Help!"

"Ain't no one gonna help you, you fucking slut!" he cried. "I'm gonna see to it that you never fuck around, baby! Ohhh, are you gonna be sorry for what you did!"

He slowly pulled his zipper down, and she could see that his penis was harder now than it had ever been before. He was really hot, and he was going to fuck her in a way she had never been fucked before.

"No! No!" she screamed as she felt his body slowly descending onto hers. "Don't do that! Please don't do that!"

He laughed. "I'm gonna do whatever the fuck I please," he snarled. "There ain't a fucking thing you can do about it either!" He laughed again as he straddled her back. His prick was hot and throbbing as he placed the tip of it against the crack in her ass.

Tenor filled her body as she gritted her teeth. Her pleas for mercy didn't change Eddie's mind.

He was going to punish her for what she had done. She had gotten fucked by other guys, and now she was really going to get fucked by the one guy she should have been faithful to.

His prick slowly pushed forward into her rectum. She felt great sharp jabs of pain as his shaft slowly descended. Her screaming didn't matter to him at all. He wanted to hurt her.

The floor was hard and it hurt as she felt her body being squeezed against the wood. He didn't even have a rug on the floor to cushion the blow. His cock now was plunged nearly all the way into her asshole. She could feel her body being ripped apart from the rear.

The more she cried, the harder he rammed his prick into her anus. She wriggled and struggled to get free, but he held her in place with his powerful arms. He wasn't going to let this one go until he had finished completely with her.

"Ohhh, baby, you're gonna get fucked now," he cried as his prick was plunged all the way up her shit tube. "Ohhhh, get fucked, baby! Ohhh, your ass is hot, baby!"

He cried with joy as his prong smashed into her asshole. He didn't even bother to use any K-Y or other cream. He wanted her to really feel his cock as he fucked her.

His penis now slid in and out of her asshole. She was crying desperately now, begging for him to stop. His long thick and hard shaft filled up her anal tube, squeezing hard against her walls.

It sank so far in she was sure he would rip a hole in her. The pain was getting greater and greater, and as he started to pump his prick in and out of her asshole faster and faster, she thought she would die.

"Ohhhh, get fucked!" he shrieked. "Get fucked, baby! Ohhh, your asshole is hat! Ohhh! Ohhh!"

He reached underneath her body and rubbed his hands against her tits. He felt her nipples and ached to pull them right off.

He now worked his fingers down towards her pussy. If he only had a way to fuck her up the cunt and up the ass, he could really go wild.

His balls were really swollen and laden with juice. They slapped hard against her ass-cheeks, causing them to become red and sore. He smashed his cock even harder into her asshole, beginning to feel his jism ready to shoot out of his cock.

"You fucking slut!" he screamed. "You're getting fucked, you fucking slut! Ohhhh, baby, get fucked! Ohhh! Get really fucked, baby! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!"

The harder he fucked her, the more pain she felt, and she began to cry so much that her tears formed a little puddle on the floor. She couldn't wait for the moment that his prick would burst and flood her asshole with his semen. At least then it would be all over.

He got closer and closer to ejaculating. He went wild, ramming and pounding his meat into her asshole. His cock had started to leak sperm juice as he fucked her, thereby lubricating her hole somewhat.

"Get fucked! Get fucked!" he cried, his prick racing towards shooting. "Ohhhh, I'm gonna smash your fucking slut ass, you whore! Ohhh, get fucked! Get fucked, you Goddamn slut!"

His prick was really hot now, and his balls went wild. He pinched her tits as hard as he could, slapping her body and trying to hurt her as much as possible.

His cock was ready to explode, and he went wild, driving his cock into her as hard as he could. "Ohhhh!" he cried. "I'm coming, you slut! Ohh! You fucking whore! I'm shooting! Ohhhh! Ohhh!"

His prick opened up and let loose a thick barrage of creamy come. He spurted his hot jism deep into her shitty tube, and thrashed about on her back.

She felt the warm sperm coating the sides of her asshole, and she sighed with relief that it was all over. His cock was hot and made her asshole very raw, but it was now all coming to an end.

"You fucking slut!" he cried as the last of his jism poured into her anal opening. "You fucking whore! Ohhh, you really got it that time, baby! Ohhhh, your fucking slut!"

His prick slowly came out of her anus. It didn't hurt as much coming out as it had going in, and Arlene breathed deeply. Thank God it was all over!

He slapped her ass cheeks with his hand as he withdrew his penis entirely from her asshole. The cum dribbled out of her rectum and poured down the side of her body. She could feel it dripping on her, but she was too exhausted to move and wipe it off.

"Hey, you fucking slut!" he shouted. "Clean yourself up! You only got what you deserved, so don't be a fucking crybaby."

She barely stirred. The pain was still fresh in her mind. Though it had begun to subside in her asshole, she still couldn't believe that Eddie had done such a thing to her. She had only been with the delivery boy out of loneliness and fear that she would lose Eddie.

"Get up," he said to her. "I hope you learned your lesson."

She got up slowly and went for her shredded clothes. She would go over to a girlfriend's house and change. Her mother might not realize she would be wearing someone else's garments, but she would surely notice a torn blouse and skirt.

"Ain't you gonna take a shower or bath or something?" he asked her. "You ain't gonna go out like that."

"I'm going out now," she said. "Don't try and stop me."

"Hell, I ain't gonna stop you," he said. "Just thought you might want to wash up first. We oughtta have a talk, you and me you know. We got a lotta things to talk about."

"We have nothing to talk about," said Arlene. "Don't touch me. Just leave me alone and let me go."

"Hey, don't be like that," he said. "I only did that to teach you a lesson. Now we can talk about other things. If you remain faithful to me, I won't screw around either."

"I don't ever want to see you again," she said slowly. "I want to get out of here and never look at you again."

"Hey, baby, you don't mean that. C'mon, you don't mean that. I only did that because I got upset, you see? I know you dug it. Girls like being fucked up the ass."

"Not this girl, you son of a bitch!" she shouted. "You get away from me, Edward Brock. If I lay eyes on you once more in a hundred years, it's gonna be too soon to suit me."

She buttoned what was left of her blouse and skirt and walked out the door. Eddie was calling after her, but he knew that it would be useless now. Perhaps he would call her in the morning. She would have simmered down by then. Yeah, maybe he hurt her too much. Well, the girl had to be taught a lesson. She wouldn't fuck around now, that's for sure.

But Arlene meant what she said. She wouldn't receive a call from him, and told her mother that it was all over between them.

"I'm so glad," said Mrs. Walters. "I never did like that boy."

"Well I did," said Arlene. "But I never want to see him again for the rest of my life."

At work, she went about her job quietly. Word began to spread around the office that she had boyfriend troubles, though she told no one about it. Only Suzie actually came right out and asked her.

"Did you break up with Eddie?" she asked, Arlene looked at her.

"Yes," said Arlene simply. "We're not seeing each other any more."

"Gee, I'm sorry," said Suzie.

"I'm not. He was a creep and good riddance to bad rubbish."

"No, I'm sorry I told you about that. I guess I should learn to keep my big mouth shut."

"No, Suzie, that's okay. I'm glad you told me. He would have gone an cheating on me. Look, I don't want to talk about it any more, okay?"

"Sure, Arlene," said Suzie. "Oh, by the way, Mr. Halsted wants to see you."

"Oh? What about?"

"I dunno. He just said a minute ago that I should tell you to go into his office. Maybe he has a letter for you to type or something."

"He has his own fucking secretary to type his Goddamn letters," said Arlene testily. "I've got work to do."

"I'm only telling you what he said to me," replied Suzie. Arlene picked up her notebook and pencil and went to see the boss.

"Yes, Mr. Halsted? You wanted to see me?"

"Why yes, my dear," said the executive. "Do sit down. I wanted to discuss something with you."

"Sure," said Arlene. "What is it?"

"Hmm, well, I understand that you've… excuse me, let me close the door."

"It is closed," said Arlene.

"Just wanted to make sure." Arlene heard the distinct sound of a lock being turned. "There," said Mr. Halsted. "It was awfully drafty in here. Now, the word around the office is that you have broken up with your boyfriend. Is that true?"

"Yes," she said simply. "What did you want to discuss with me?"

"Well, um, perhaps now that you've been set free, well, maybe you and I can become better friends, right? I mean, I understood that because you had a boyfriend, much of your time was spent with him."

"What are you saying, Mr. Halsted?" she asked. She sensed danger with this man. He didn't want to be just friends. He wanted something more, and he made little attempt to bide that fact.

"Just this, Arlene. I would like to get to know you better. I've always liked you, my dear, and I didn't want to interfere if you already had a steady guy, but now, well… I think that the two of us can get to know each other a lot better, don't you agree?"

Without giving her a chance to reply, he moved over to where she was sitting and picked up her hand and held it for several moments.

She sat there impassively. She knew he was making a play for her, and of all the people in the world, Mr. Halsted was not the type of guy she went home and dreamed about.

When her boss became a little more aggressive, and started to gently touch her blouse, she pulled away. "Mr. Halsted, please. I thought you wanted me to take a letter for you."

"Why? I have Emma for that. No, I want something else from you," he said simply. "When I hired you, I told you you had to be friendly and cooperative. Now I want you to prove it. I let you alone long enough."

He began to paw at her body. She tried to get away from him, running to the door, but was unable to unlock it. She raced behind his huge desk and began to shout at him.

"Don't touch me!" she yelled. "Get away from me!"

Mr. Halsted chased after her. Though she was unable to leave the office, she kept her distance from him by racing around the huge wooden desk in the center of the room.

After running around the desk three times, she made another attempt to escape through the door.

It was still locked, and in struggling to get behind the desk again, she stumbled and fell and Mr. Halsted was right there beside her.

He helped her up and led her to the sofa. "That's what happens when you go running about," he said. "Now you shouldn't be so unfriendly towards me. I said I like friendly people when I hired you, and you led me to think you were quite friendly. You wouldn't want me to have to change my mind about you, would you?"

She didn't answer him. He took her silence to mean that she was willing to let him do anything he wanted with her, and he started to fondle her breasts by pressing his hands against her blouse.

She struggled to get away. He held her tightly against him, and started this time to slip his fingers inside her blouse.

"Mr. Halsted, please!" she said. "Don't do that!"

"Why not?" he asked. "You're not seeing Eddie any more. If you don't have a boyfriend now, there's no reason we can't get to know each other very well, right?"

"No, Mr. Halsted. Please don't touch me." He continued to hold onto her as she struggled to get away. He had lusted after her ever since he first fucked her, and he ached to slide his prick into her cunt again. Now that she didn't have a steady boyfriend, there was no reason why she shouldn't let him fuck her again.

He quickly started to unfasten her blouse. He wanted to touch her deliciously ripe melons with his lips, and he eagerly pressed his face to her globes.

His penis had started to stiffen, and he placed her hand on his crotch so she could feel how much he wanted her.

"Mr. Halsted! Mr. Halsted! Don't do this to me!" he was forcing her hand to rub his bulging crotch. She could feel that cock getting harder and harder, but the more she tried to get away, the firmer Mr. Halsted held onto her.

"Relax, relax," he begged her. "I know you're going to like it. Just relax, Arlene, and let pleasure overtake you. I know you like cock. You'll really like my cock. It's so hard for you, Arlene. Just let my cock make you enjoy yourself."

"No!" she shouted. "I want to get out of here. Let me go! Let me go, Mr. Halsted!"

Though he could force her to rub her hands against his bulging penis, he couldn't make her enjoy it, and that infuriated him. He didn't want to rape her, but just to have mutually satisfying sex. If they couldn't have that, he didn't want any part of it.

"Okay," he said, releasing her arm. "It seems you aren't as friendly as I thought. Perhaps I will have to replace you here. I don't want my employees to be uptight."

"Y-y-you mean I'm fired?" she said slowly. Boy, would her mother kill her now.

"Well, you don't seem to be interested in keeping this job," he said to her. "Now that you don't have a boyfriend, I wouldn't be making you cheat on him, you know?"

"Yes, b-b-but we've only just broken up. It is still too soon for me. I can't do anything yet, my mind is all confused and cloudy."

Mr. Halsted thought for a moment. That could be true. Perhaps he did rush things a bit. "Well," he said. "I don't know. It seems to be you could try to get over it. After all, if you just dwell on it you'll never forget him. I know from experience."

Arlene hesitated. He drew her back to him, and sat her down on the sofa. Taking advantage of her confusion, he started to manipulate her breasts again. She didn't want him to do that, but she was too afraid now of losing her job.

Though she offered no resistance, she didn't encourage him to fondle her, and even when Mr. Halsted started to unzip his fly, she remained silent and still.

"Just touch it," he begged. "It's really hard, Arlene. I know you like hard cock, Arlene. It's hard. Ohhhh, it's so hard."

She watched him rub his meat. As he stroked it, squeezing his purplish cockhead, he began to pant heavily, aching to reach inside her skirt so he could feel her cunt.

"I know your pussy is hot," he told her gasping.

"I know your sweet pussy is hot and wet. Let me touch it. Ohhh, let me touch your cunt."

She pulled away from him. "It's too soon," she said. "I don't want to be with anyone for a while."

He stopped trying to get inside her panties, but he continued to rub his shaft. His balls were full of jism, and he ached to shoot his load into her body.

She wouldn't even bend over and kiss his dick, perhaps just suck on it gently. "Lick it, ohh, please lick it," he begged, but she looked away.

Mr. Halsted started to rub faster and faster. His balls were dancing about wildly in the air as he stroked his meat really hard. His hand was clasped around his organ and he pulled on it as rapidly as he could.

"Touch it!" he cried. "Ohhhh, please touch my cock! It's so hot and hard. Ohhh, touch it! Rub my cock! Ohhhh! Please Arlene! Just touch it! Ohhh I'm almost ready! I'm going to shoot! Ohhhh! Ohhh!"

His penis throbbed wildly. He started to jerk off faster and faster, begging Arlene to at least help him beat off. She refused. She watched as he masturbated in front of her, but she wouldn't allow him to increase his pleasure. She wanted to do nothing but get away from him.

His cock went wild as he rubbed it over and over again. He reached out with one hand and started to touch and pinch her tits. She pulled back, but he grabbed her really hard, forcing her body to touch his.

"C'mon, rub my cock!" he shouted. "Touch it! Rub my cock! Ohhh! I'm gonna shoot! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!"

He forced her to massage his balls. She did it without enthusiasm, but his prick kept heating up faster and faster.

His whole body was trembling with excitement now. He jerked off as hard as he could, and he felt his cum ready to shoot out of his cock.

"Ohhhh, baby, rub my prick and balls!" he cried. "Ohhh! Ohhh! I'm coming! Ohhh! Rub that cock! Ohhh! I'm shooting! I'm coming! Ohhh! Ohh, baby! Ohhh!"

His penis erupted with tremendous force, sending out his thick sperm through the slit of his dick right onto Arlene's body. She recoiled as she felt the warm jism pouring onto her, but Mr. Halsted kept thrashing about, keeping his hand on his cock, forcing out every last drop of his sperm.

"Ohhh, feel that cock!" he cried. "Ohhhh, baby, that was good! I'm really hot now!"

His jism flowed over his cock and balls, getting Arlene's hand all wet and sticky. She felt the cream pouring onto her, and she looked around for a towel or a tissue so she could wipe it off.

"Baby, that was good," he exclaimed. "It really could have been better if you had been more cooperative, you know."

"Please," she said, "I'd like to go now. May I wash my hands in your washroom?"

He looked at the cum all over her hands. "Yeah, go ahead," he said, "but I want you to know that I let you get away with just rubbing my balls because you said you hadn't gotten over Eddie completely. I assume you will do so before long."

"Yes," she said. "I hope so." She went into the washroom while Mr. Halsted wiped off the last of his sperm from his prick and balls. He put his cock back into his pants and zipped up his fly.

He would give a bit more time to her, he thought. Perhaps it had been too early to try to fuck her again. Well, she was forgiven. He didn't know just when he would try to fuck her again, but the next time, she would have to give in or he would fire her.

"May I go now?" she asked as she emerged from the private john at the other side of his office.

"Yes," he said. "But I'll be expecting you to get over that boyfriend of yours fairly soon. Just remember that it isn't healthy to think about what is over. It's very bad for you. And I like you, Arlene. I've always liked you. Ever since you were a little girl."

"Goodbye, Mr. Halsted. I'm going back to my desk now. I have a lot of work to do."

He watched her go as he unlocked the door. She was going to be difficult, he sensed that. He would have to keep an eye on her to make sure that she continued to remain unattached. He wouldn't put up with her having another boyfriend.

Arlene went back to her desk. "Eddie called," said the girl who sat near her. "He said he'll call back."

"If he does, tell him to go to hell," said Arlene sharply. "I don't think I want anything to do with him or any guy for the rest of my life."

CHAPTER SIX

"You don't mean that," said a deep, masculine voice. "You don't mean that you'll have nothing to do with any guy. Not a pretty girl like you. What would us guys do? We'd have to go out and kill ourselves."

Arlene looked up. "Oh, hi Bill," she said softly. "I do mean that. I'm sure you're very nice, but I'm getting turned off men."

Arlene began to nervously sharpen all the pencils on her desk. Having a conversation about men was not what she wanted to do at this time.

Bill Sample, of the accounting department, was one of the best-looking young men in the office of Grayson Industrial Corporation. He was the dream of all the young secretaries and typists, all, of course, except for Arlene.

"Would you give me a chance to change your mind?" he asked her.

"I've made up my mind," said Arlene flatly. "No more men. Period. Now may I get back to work?"

"You're finished work," he said. "You've sharpened all your pencils, and now there's nothing left to do."

"I have these letters to type," she said.

"They can wait. Let's change your mind over lunch. It's just about twelve, and you can pick the place."

"Good. I pick here. I'm going to eat alone. Thank you."

"Nonsense," said Bill. "You can't eat here. Old man Halsted will have you working on your lunch hour."

"Then I'll go downstairs alone."

"I'll follow you."

"I'll scream and say there's a man following me." Arlene laughed in spite of herself. "No, Bill, I really am not in the mood to have lunch with anyone today. Male or female."

"Well, okay," he said. "But I'll be back. If you don't have lunch with me, you'll never be rid of me."

Bill Sample was true to his word, and the very next day at the very same time, he appeared in front of Arlene's desk. "Lunch time," he said.

"Not today, Bill," said Arlene.

"Then what about dinner?" he asked her.

"I'll think about it. Perhaps some time next year," she said.

Bill gave up and promised her he would try again the next day. The next day, however, he had so much work to do that he was unable to ask her to lunch. At about five, he showed up. "Sorry about this afternoon," he said to her.

"Why?"

"I couldn't make our lunch date," he said. "I'll make it up to you by taking you out to dinner to the finest restaurant in this whole rotten town. How about it?"

"Look, Bill, we didn't have a lunch date, and we don't have a dinner date. Okay?"

"Nope. We do have a dinner date. How about Pierre's? Ever been there? I hear the food is great."

"Pierre's? No, I never ate there. My father loves it."

"Okay. Let's go for a drink first. The Royal Rooster on Elm Street makes great drinks."

"Hold it. I never said I was going to go."

"Well, you didn't say you weren't. Besides, you've never been to Pierre's and it's a great restaurant. But you better hurry. The offer is limited and expires at midnight tonight."

Arlene hesitated. She still hadn't quite gotten over Eddie, and she knew she shouldn't be going out with Bill Sample, but Pierre's was a great French restaurant, and she had been dying to eat there for the longest time. Eddie had once promised to take her, but it was so expensive that she wouldn't let him spend his money that way.

"Good. I can see you've made up your mind to go," he said, fetching her coat. "We're going to have a great time, I know it."

"I didn't say that," she told him. "I never said I was going." She put her coat on and started towards the elevator.

"Or would you rather go to a different place for cocktails?" he asked her. "My favorite is the Royal Rooster, but perhaps you would prefer a different one."

She was silent. He certainly was persistent. "Well, I go this way," she said, when she reached a corner. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Oh, the Gilded Cage is down the block here. Let's go there. They make great bloody Marys."

"Okay," she said, realizing that Bill was never going to give up. "But just one drink, okay? No more. No dinner, okay?"

"One drink and then we'll see."

"No. Goodbye, Bill," said Arlene, beginning to walk down the street.

"Okay, one drink," he said, calling after her. She returned to him.

"Promise?"

"I promise," he said. "One drink. No more. No dinner. No dancing. No night clubbing. Nothing. One drink, and then you'll be out on your ass. How does that grab you?"

"Just fine," said Arlene. They seated themselves at a table near the back and Bill ordered two bloody Marys.

"It's just the thing to whet your appetite," said Bill. "Not that it matters what it does to your appetite. Someone else is going to have to worry about that today."

"Were you serious," he said. "But since you aren't interested, there's no point in my telling you that I usually stop at the Club Paree late at night, or sometimes go dancing at the Casino. Of course, since you're not interested in spending the evening with me, you wouldn't be interested in knowing that just about the cream of society dances at the Casino."

The waiter brought them their drinks. Arlene sipped hers slowly, listening to Bill tell her all about the various night spots in town. She was beginning to relax, and thought perhaps it wouldn't be such a bad idea to spend just one evening with Bill. After all, perhaps she should stop dwelling on the past and start thinking about the future.

"Ready for your second one?" he asked, pointing to her nearly empty glass. He expected her to refuse and get her coat so she could leave.

"Yes," she said. "Boy, they are good!" Bill smiled. He had won. He knew that persistence paid off in the long run. Even in the short run.

"Sure, we'll both have another, and then it's off to Pierre's. I hear that at this time of year they have fantastic lamb. And we'll have wine. Do you like wine?"

"I love it," she said. They downed their drinks, and then Bill escorted Arlene to Pierre's. He had already made reservations for two, and they sat down to a delicious meal with wine.

"Boy, that was good," said Arlene, feeling sleepy. "I never ate so much in my life."

"Now is no time to fall asleep," said Bill. "We're going dancing."

Arlene and Bill went over to the Casino. Arlene was quite tired, and couldn't remain on her feet for long. "Ohhh, I'm so sleepy," she said. "It must have been the wine."

"Then let's go," he said. "We'll come back another time." He put her in his car and drove back to his place. She knew she wasn't being taken home, yet she didn't care. Even though she was exhausted, she had had a really wonderful time. Eddie never took her to places like those.

"A nightcap?" he asked, pouring another drink for her.

"Ohh, I couldn't drink another drop," she said. He held the glass out to her and she took it. "I'll just sip it slowly," she said.

Bill sat next to her. She was going to fall asleep. He didn't think he minded that. The thing he accomplished was having her go out with him. The next time he would see to it that she didn't drink so much.

She fell asleep and he carried her into his bedroom. He put her down on the bed and watched her sleeping quite peacefully.

He turned on the TV in the bedroom. He wasn't quite ready to get to sleep, and he sat next to the sleeping girl as he watched the set.

After about an hour, he flicked off the set and got ready for bed. He didn't want to disturb her. He would have offered to drive her home if she wanted to go, but she hadn't said anything to him about that.

She started to stir. She opened her eyes just as Bill was taking off his shirt. She watched him remove it, and sighed deeply when she saw how muscular he was.

He bent over and kissed her. "Feeling better?" he asked. She nodded. He kissed her again, and this time, Arlene reached up and started to rub her hands against the muscles on his chest.

Bill felt a tingling sensation course through his body, and he lay down on the bed next to her, his pants on, but his shirt off.

They began to kiss passionately. He inserted his tongue into her mouth, and she clung to him, wrapping her arms around his back.

He could feel her tits pressing into his chest, and he slowly began to unbutton her blouse. He wasn't quite sure how far he could go with her, as she hadn't even wanted to go out to dinner with him, but he wasn't going to be the one to say no.

Her nipples were slowly getting stiff and erect, and the more he touched them with his powerful chest, the harder they seemed to get.

Her body smelled beautiful to him. The perfume that she had put on in the morning still hadn't worn off, and he loved pressing his hose to her all over.

He slowly removed her blouse, and she dreamily looked up at him. She wasn't resisting at all, and when he had taken the blouse off entirely, he buried his face between her breasts, and started to lick both of the ripe melons.

Arlene looked up at Bill and felt that she wanted him desperately. He was so different from Eddie. He was quiet and polite and gentle. There was nothing rude or boorish about him, and she ached to feel him inside of her.

She had been so foolish to keep thinking of Eddie. It was over, she told herself, over. And Bill was so handsome, so charming. She really liked him. She was pleased just to be with him.

Arlene could feel his groin beginning to stir. Without being encouraged to do so, she put her hand between his legs, and felt his enormous piece of meat getting harder and stiffer.

Bill said nothing, but slipped his hand underneath her skirt and felt her panties. They were wet and, as he pulled off her skirt, he began to massage her tender cunt lips.

Her lubricants now started to flow wildly the instant she felt his finger up her cunt. She moved her legs back and forth, aching to feel more than a finger up her snatch. She wanted it desperately now. She wanted to be fucked, and she wanted it to be Bill's cock riding her cunt.

Bill felt her tender hand on his dick, and he began to give her nipples short little nips. He bit her gently, and she went wild as he sucked and licked her orbs.

"I want it!" she whispered to him. "Ohhh, please, I want it! Ohhh! Please do it, Bill! Ohhh!"

She started to rub his cock harder and harder. She was stroking it so fast as it remained still confined within his fly, that he had to stop her so that she wouldn't make him come.

He unzipped his fly. She eagerly awaited his cock and balls and when his zipper was completely down, she gasped when his prick sprang out of the opening.

"Ohhh!" she cried. "It's so big! Ohhhh! I want it! Ohhh, please. Please fuck me, Bill! I want it! I want your cock! Ohhh! Ohhhh!"

She was begging for it. She had to have it. She wanted him to do to her whatever he wanted. He could even fuck her up the ass if that would make him happy. She had to feel that cock and balls inside her body. She was going to go crazy without it.

"Fuck me!" she screamed as he pressed his meat against her sopping wet pussy hairs. "Fuck me! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!"

Her juices flowed wildly. She was oozing and leaking so much hot honey, that she thought she would dry out. Her cunt was ready for Bill's prick and balls now. She wanted it. She had to be fucked.

His dickhead was throbbing with the blood pumped from his heart. He was ready to plunge it between her leg, and he pressed the tip of his cock against her cunt lips.

He rubbed her thigh right below her pussy. Gradually, he worked his hand upwards so that his dick was pushing into her hole as he massaged her cunt lips. He guided his prick into her vagina, and was soon plunging deeper and deeper into her hot and wet cunt.

She was screaming loudly now. The pleasure was beautiful. It was making her cunt juices flow faster than they had ever flowed before, and she was twisting about and writhing on the bed.

Her juiced-up cunt squeezed tightly around Bill's enormously hard cock meat. He pushed it all the way into her hole, and then started to pump her faster and faster.

She could feel his balls slapping against her hole. She wanted to feel his hot cum streaming into her cunt, and she squeezed his balls tightly.

Her legs were still moving back and forth as she tried to squeeze the cock that was pounding inside her cunt. She felt her cunt walls pressed firmly against his shaft, and the harder he fucked her, the more she wanted it.

Their lips were pressed tightly together now, and they held onto each other. His penis slid in and out of her greased up hole as he approached his climax.

Arlene felt her clit being stimulated harder than it had ever been before. She was going to achieve orgasm with Bill and she knew it. It was making her really hot and excited and she braced herself for his coming. She could feel his prick pulsating inside her hole, and she dug her fingers into his back to steady herself.

"Fuck me!" she cried. "Ohhh! Fuck me! Ohhh! Do it harder! Ohhh, do it harder!"

His body pounded her cunt harder. She was screaming loudly as she felt his prick pulsating in and out of her hole. His prick was hot and getting hotter and they twisted and rolled about the bed.

His balls swung against her pussy. She tried to gasp them with her fingers, but he was pumping too fast for her. She felt her juices oozing out of her hole, and she started to shout with joy as Bill began to gasp for breath.

"Oohhhh!" he cried. "Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" His cock went wildly in and out of her hole, and she could feel the hot spurts of jism pouring into her cunt.

He was coming rapidly now. His body smashed deep into her cunt hole, and his hot sperm shot out in thick creamy waves.

"Fuck me!" she shouted. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Her clit was driving her wild. She was erupting like a volcano, spewing out her creamy lava, overflowing her cunt hole so much that her juices mixed with his semen and began to drip down her thighs.

"Hold me!" she screamed. "Ohhhh! Hold me! Fuck me again! Ohhhh! I'm on fire! Ohhh! Ohhh!"

Her body couldn't stop climaxing, even after he had emptied all of his sperm into her. She continued to hold onto him, and she squeezed her legs tightly together, forcing every last drop of juicy semen out of his cock and into her cunt.

She finally began to relax as Bill slowly withdrew his penis from her hole. He was completely spent, and he felt as if he couldn't shoot another load for days.

She looked at him with grateful eyes. It had really been wonderful, and she began to dream of a life with Bill. He had made her really happy for one evening, and she wanted to be happy for the rest of her life.

As soon as his cock was out of her pussy, she fell back asleep. This time she couldn't be disturbed, and Bill crept into the bed beside her, and he, too, was asleep in a matter of minutes.

At about seven in the morning, Arlene awoke. She was startled at first to see that she was not in her own bed, but she looked at Bill and had the most pleasant memories.

"You up?" he said to her.

"Oh. Yes," she replied, startled that he was awake too. He put his arm around her, and they continued to lie there.

Bill could feel the heat from her body, and he pressed close to her. He enjoyed touching her. She was so soft and gentle and tender. He was pleased that she had decided to stay with him for the night.

As he touched her, her penis started to get hard again. She could feel it stiffening up against her leg, and she reached down and began to manipulate his prick and balls.

He started to get really aroused, and he climbed on top of her. Though it was early, he was now as horny as ever, just as if he had never shot so much cum the night before.

She began to stroke his shaft faster and faster. He let her play with his hard-on until he felt his cock heating up to the boiling point.

He slid up along her body, until his penis was pressing against her breasts. She could feel it rubbing between her tits, and she pushed her tit flesh up against his hard cock meat and let him slide it back and forth.

He climbed on top of her completely now, and moved his cock up and down between her tits.

Her nipples had already started to get hard again, and he rubbed her tits with his hands even as his prick was moving back and forth.

His balls were hot now, and she squeezed her tits against his balls. It drove him really wild, and he started to push harder and harder.

Now he reached in back of him, and rubbed her pussy. She was already wet between her legs, and he put a finger between the folds of her cunt, and finger-fucked her.

Arlene groaned. The friction of Bill's cock against her tits made her really hot, and his finger pounding her cunt flesh drove her completely wild.

"Fuck me!" she cried aloud. "Ohhh, Bill, fuck me! Ohhhh! I want it! Ohhhh! I want it bad!"

His fingers flew in and out of her hole faster and faster. His cock was going wild, fucking her between her tits. He continued to push harder and faster, and he felt his cock ready to explode.

"I'm gonna come, baby!" he said. "My cock is gonna explode all over your tits and your face."

"Yes! Yes!" she cried. "Ohhh, do it! I want to feel that cock! I want to taste that own! Ohhhh! Fuck me! Ohhh! Fuck me! Fuck me! I want it! Ohhh! Do it harder! Ohhhh!"

Bill went wild as his penis exploded for the second time with Arlene. He shot thick loads of creamy sperm into her face and she felt it land all over her.

The jism poured out of his dick and flooded her tits also. Her body was covered with semen. She loved it. She helped him rub the sperm into her skin, and she held onto him tightly.

"Oh, Bill!" she exclaimed, "that was just as wonderful as last night. I loved it!"

She wouldn't let him go, even when he insisted it was time that they get up. "It's late," he said. "We both have to be at work at nine."

"Oh, damn!" she exclaimed. "Just when I am feeling really good. I hate that old place, I really do."

Nevertheless, she knew she had to get up and go with Bill to the office. Someday she would get out of there. She didn't ever want to see that horrid Mr. Halsted again.

They showered together, and continued to play with each other, but it was late, and they had to hurry.

Arlene sat at her desk, thinking of Bill. She was startled when Mr. Halsted rushed over to her.

"Come here this minute," he said to her. She quickly got up out of her chair and went with Mr. Halsted. If he tried anything funny, he would get a slap across the cheek, she told herself.

"I just spoke to your father," he said angrily. "They're worried sick about you. You didn't come home last night."

"Oh my God!" exclaimed Arlene. "I didn't call them."

"You were too busy having a good time?" Mr. Halsted glared at her. Arlene realized what he was thinking.

"Oh, I was just over at a friend's house," she said. "I forgot all about calling them. We were just talking, and it got really late."

"Just a friend?" said Mr. Halsted. He looked at Arlene sharply.

"Yeah, sure," she said. "I'm really sorry I didn't call them. I'm sorry that Daddy had to bother you about it."

"Okay," said Mr. Halsted, "but next time you stay with your friend, don't get everyone else upset."

Arlene was glad to have gotten off easy. She didn't realize that Mr. Halsted would make an effort to find out just who this friend was, and just what she had done with that friend. If he found out that she suddenly was no longer upset over breaking up with Eddie, she would either have to put out or get out of his office permanently. Arlene's pussy was going to be available to him if she wanted to continue working there.

CHAPTER SEVEN

It didn't take Mr. Halsted long to find out just what Arlene had been up to. Bill Sample was not known for keeping things to himself, and he was too much of a braggart to safeguard Arlene's future.

"Well?" asked a co-worker of Bill's. "Did you make it with her?"

"Who?" asked Bill innocently.

"Come on Bill," said the guy. "We know you took her out. We know what your reputation is," he said.

"If you know what my reputation is," commented Bill, "then what the fuck are you asking me for? I didn't get my reputation from lying."

"Then you did make it?"

"Several times." Bill grinned. He kept thinking of how he managed to get her drunk and in bed with him. "And she didn't even want to go for a drink. Boy, did I get her to change her mind!"

"What did you do, fuck her while she slept?"

"You know, I never even thought of that. I could have made it four times then. Next time, Harry. Next time, I'll fuck her while she sleeps. Boy, that's making me hard just to think of it."

Bill and the other guys laughed over that. Bill had a reputation as a playboy. Whenever he went out with a girl, he always managed to get her into the sack, something that the other guys were not so successful at.

Mr. Halsted had many spies among the staff. There were always those men who felt that reporting on to her employees was a sure way to get a raise or a promotion, and Harry was no exception.

Mr. Halsted had sent word out to the guys to find out if Arlene was willing to let a guy fuck her. The moment that Harry walked into Mr. Halsted's office with the words, "she made it with Bill," was the moment that Mr. Halsted called her into his office again.

"What do you think he wants now?" asked Suzie as Arlene reluctantly got up from her desk.

"Who the fuck knows?" she replied. "Probably wants to ask me if I've gotten over Eddie by now."

"Why would he care, Arlene?"

"For reasons I would rather not go into right now, Suzie." Arlene got up and walked into Mr. Halsted's office. The moment she entered, she realized that something was wrong.

"You said something to me yesterday, do you remember what it was?" he asked her.

"Well, I said lots of things," she replied.

"I mean about Eddie and you."

"Oh. Well, I'm getting over it. What can I tell you?"

"You could tell me that you are already over it."

"But I'm not."

"Horseshit. I found out who this friend was," said her boss, "and I don't like it."

"What do you mean?" asked Arlene, suddenly afraid that he had found out what she had done.

"You know perfectly well. You lied to me yesterday. And I don't like liars. Especially about things like that. You and Bill Sample were up the whole night fucking and God knows what else. I thought you wanted to keep your job, but I see that you don't."

"Oh, but I do," she said. "Who told you that?"

"I found out, never mind now. The point is, your job isn't so secure for you anymore."

"Oh." Arlene instinctively began to back away from her boss. She knew what was on his mind, and she wanted to get away from him. Of course, she also wanted to keep her job, and she was completely confused now.

"Get over here," he commanded her, as if he was calling his dog. "Get over here right now!"

She couldn't move. There was something really sinister about his manner at this time, and she dreaded what was going to happen next.

He stalked over to her and grabbed her by the arm. He started to pull her towards his private washroom.

"What are you doing?" she started to scream. "Let go of me! Help!"

He put his hand over her mouth, and dragged her into his washroom. He shut the door behind him. "This is so you can't scream and be heard," he said. "The walls here are soundproofed."

"What are you going to do?" she repeated.

"Get down on the floor," he commanded. "Move it, you slut!" She couldn't budge. "You heard me! New get on that fucking floor!"

The floor was cold stone tile. She slowly sank down on the hard surface and felt a chill race through her entire body.

"Okay, you slut!" he cried. "Let me see your fucking tits!" She made no move. He bent over her and pulled at her blouse. "I said I want to see your fucking tits! Now show them to me, slut!"

He ripped open her blouse. Her breasts were now exposed, and she trembled with fear.

He went wild as he started to massage and caress her melons. They were so juicy and so ripe that Mr. Halsted got a hard-on immediately. He pressed so hard on her tits they became reddened and rough, but he didn't stop.

"Oww! That hurts!" she cried. "Stop that! Owwww!" He only chuckled. It pleased him to hurt her. She had lied to him. For days she had said that she couldn't he with another man and she had been with Bill. She must have been with Bill all this time.

"It's gonna hurt a lot more, slut, before I get through with you," he snarled. "I'm gonna really hurt you, baby!"

He pulled at her skin. She held onto it, but his strength was greater than hers, and he pulled it completely off. "What are you going to do to me?" she asked in fear. "Please don't hurt me!"

"Oh, I'll hurt you if I want to," he said angrily. "You fucking lying whore! I'm gonna really hurt you baby! Just spread your fucking legs!"

He saw her lace panties covering her delicate bush. As he removed her skirt, he gently touched her panties with his fingertips. She groaned slightly as he applied a bit more pressure to the crotch of her panties, and then slowly started to lick her tits.

He was now massaging her breasts with his tongue, sucking on one tit, and then sliding across her body to the other, keeping his tongue pressed to her skin at all times. His fingers gently toyed with her lace garment.

It made him really hot and excited just to touch the panties. He knew he would get inside them in due course.

"You're really hot today!" he cried. "I can feel it. Your cunt hole is opening up wider. I'm gonna lick it, Arlene baby! I'm gonna lick your fucking cunt so much that your fucking juices are gonna drain into my mouth!"

He pressed the lace panties against her bush. She could feel the fabric pushing into her hole, and she slowly began to moan. Her body was heating up against her will, and she desperately wanted to feel a hard cock inside her hole. But she didn't want it to be Mr. Halsted's prick. If only Bill could come and rescue her. She would then let him fuck her in gratitude.

"You're getting juicy," he asserted. "I can reel it. I can feel the hot water pouring out of your hole," he said. "Ohhh, your panties are getting wet! Ohhh, baby, I'm gonna really fuck your hard, baby! Ohhhh! Your cunt is gonna get a real hot cock!"

He continued to rub his hand against her crotch, and unzipped his fly. His penis was hard, and he wanted to be ready to plunge deep within her craving hole.

She looked up at her boss, who by now had taken his cock and balls out of his pants. He gleefully pushed his meat in her face, rubbing his balls against her chin.

He slowly slid down her body, pulling his cock and balls along her naked skin, rubbing the organ against her tits, and finally pressing his meat against her tender nest.

She could see that his prick was hard and really throbbing. His cock was just about ready to plunge into her steamy bush.

He rested his cock against her cunt, slowly pulling down her panties. As he expected, her cunt really was wet inside, and the tip of his cock confirmed that as it became coated with her pussy juices.

She twisted and writhed underneath him. He maneuvered himself so that his cockhead always touched her cunt lips, so matter how she twisted away from him. He held her arms to the floor, and he slowly began to push his way into her body.

He was now using his hand to guide his penis into her cunt. She could feel it pushing in deeper and deeper, and she began to bang her ass against the cold floor in an effort to get him to stop.

But Mr. Halsted wouldn't stop. He was going to really fuck her, and he didn't care what she thought about it.

Despite what she said, she wanted to be fucked, thought Mr. Halsted. No girl's pussy gets all hot and juicy if she didn't want it, and Arlene's quim was really wet. The juices poured out of her cunt as if his cock was the only cock she had ever wanted.

"No! No!" cried Arlene, but Mr. Halsted paid her no attention. He just plunged his meat into her hole deeper and deeper.

She could feel his cock pressing against the sides of her cunt. Her pussy walls were already coated with her lubricants, and she was really greasing up his cock, making it easier for him to push in and out of her hole.

"I'm gonna really fuck you, baby!" he shouted. "Ohhhh, I'm gonna smash my fucking prick into your hole so fast, it's gonna come out the other end! Ohhh, are you gonna get fucked!"

She started to scream. His penis was actually beginning to hurt her, and she desperately wished that he would get off her. Her pussy, however, was still juicing up, and he knew that, deep down, she wanted to be fucked. All women want cocks up their snatches, and Arlene was certainly no exception to that rule.

His balls twitched as his penis pounded back and forth within her cunt hole. She moaned and sighed as he fucked her, his tongue licking her tits, and his hand beginning to massage her ass as he reached underneath her body.

"Get fucked, slut!" he cried, as his prick plunged harder and harder into her hole. "Ohhhhh, get fucked! Get fucked, you fucking whore!"

His meat sloshed in her tube. He was getting more and more wild as Arlene's body heated up to the boiling point. Her tits were now really bruised and roughened as he bit on her nipples, nearly breaking them off with his teeth.

Her ass began to pound against the floor. They were twisting and rocking back and forth, his penis filling up her canal so deeply that she felt it would puncture her womb.

He started to fuck her even faster. His dong slithered in and out of her marshy slit hole, and he could almost feel the steam pouring out of her twat.

"GET FUCKED YOU FUCKING SLUT!" he screamed. "GET REALLY FUCKED YOU GODDAMN BITCH-WHORE!"

He rolled over onto his side, pulling her along with him. His penis kept sloshing in and out of her tube and now she was on top of him, her body pulsating up and down along his erect pole.

He grabbed her ass and pulled her closer into him. He made her spread her legs even wider, and then rolled over on top of her again, smashing his pecker so far into her that his balls were almost sucked up into her whirlpool of cunt juice.

"Tell me you want it, bitch!" he cried. "Tell me you want to be fucked hard! I know you do, so admit it, whore!"

She was silent. He slapped her on the ass, causing red marks to appear and remain there. She wouldn't admit what they both knew, and that was that she really dug being fucked on the hard cold floor. She wanted it. She had to have it. She loved to be fucked.

Yet Arlene wouldn't say anything, just to deny him that satisfaction. She was loving every minute, every inch of that fuck, yet she wouldn't say so to him.

"Damn you, you fucking broad!" he screamed. "I know you love it! Your pussy is on fire! Tell me you want to be fucked even harder!"

She still remained silent. He slapped her even harder, and she still refused to go along with him. His balls went wild as he hit her, and his tool was ready to shoot.

"I'm gonna come, you fucking slut!" he screamed. "Ohhhh, I'm gonna come and really smash your fucking cunt! Tell me you want to be fucked!"

His cock exploded inside her pussy. She rocked back and forth with him as she felt the jism coating the insides of her hole.

"I'm coming, you bitch!" he cried. "Ohhhhh! Get fucked! Ohhh! Get fucked, you fucking slut! You whore! Ohhh! I'm coming! I'm coming! Ohhh! Ohhh! Aaaggghhh! I'm coming! Ohhhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!"

His hot cock shot thick wads of creamy jism into her slit, and she bit her lip to prevent her from crying out with joyous delight. She loved that prick up her slit, but she would not let him know it.

Her pussy easily filled up with his hot sperm. It flooded her tube, and started to ooze and slide out of her hole. His penis was coated with his sperm and her juices, and the slimy prick now slid out of her hole, still dripping his semen against her body.

When his cock was completely withdrawn from her quim, he smeared his jism all over her, scooping it up with his hands and rubbing it into her tits.

"I'm gonna cover you in hot scum, baby!" he cried. "You're a fucking whom, and you're gonna prove it to the world. I want you to smell like cock juice wherever you walk!"

She screamed and tried to struggle to get away from this latest indignity, but his powerful arms held her rooted to the spot. She ached to be freed of his power and passion, but he wanted to rub his jism into her skin and would not free her until he was done.

"There, slut!" he cried when he was finished. "You smell like a giant cock, all covered with hot come. That's the way you're gonna smell in this office from now on. Every day, I'm gonna fuck you, and rub the come all over your fucking slut body. You got that, bitch?"

"No! I don't want that! No! No! Please no!"

"Okay, whore, I got another idea for you. You're fired."

"F-f-fired?"

"Yeah, slut. You're fired. You were fired the instant that Bill Sample's dick was shoved up your pussy. Whenever that was, you got that?"

"He only fucked me yesterday night," said Arlene, as if that would be a defense.

"Ha! But okay, so you were fired and fucked at the same time last night. That prick of his sliding into your fucking hole was your pink slip. You got that, whore?"

Arlene started to cry. She had never been so humiliated in her entire life. Not even Eddie had ever treated her this way. He had been rough with her to be sure, but he had not made her suffer like this.

"Now get out, slut!" he cried. "Goddamn bitch! Fucking whore! Lousy tart! Beat it, fucking cunt! Get out of my office before I throw you out without your clothes!"

Mr. Halsted put his spent cock and balls back inside his pants and then walked out of the washroom. He was counting to ten, and then he promised her he would toss her naked out of his office.

"One… two…"

"I'm going! I'm going!" she cried desperately. "Three… Four… Five… Six…"

"Just let me get my clothes on!"

"Seven… Eight… Nine… Well? Are you done yet? I have only one number left, you fucking slut!"

"Okay, I'm going! I'm going. Damn it, I can't even get my fucking shoes on!"

"Ten!" He strode towards her as she was leaving the washroom. "Now set the fuck out!"

He started to pull her towards the front office door. She was just at the door when she turned around, and slapped him in the face.

"You fucking prick!" she called out. "I'll get you for this if it's the last thing that I do!"

"Just get out, slut!" he cried. "I'm through with you. You're fired. Now get your things and get out of this company!"

Arlene raced back to her desk, the tears streaming down her face. She refused to look up at her co-workers who were trying to offer her some sympathy.

"What happened?" asked Suzie. "You look all upset."

"Please, Suzie," said Arlene. "Leave me alone. I don't want to talk about it. It's too upsetting."

She gathered her personal possessions and stormed out of the office. She wouldn't even acknowledge Bill, who had come out to see what all the fuss and commotion was about. She was sure that it had been Bill who had told Mr. Halsted. How else could he have found out?

Arlene got a taxi and went home. Though she knew she would get into a fight with her parents, she simply didn't want to wander about anywhere. She wanted to bury her face in her own pillow in her own room and cry her own team.

"Arlene! What's the matter? Why are you home so early?" she said her mother as she walked in the door. "And what happened to you yesterday? Why didn't you call us?"

Arlene ignored her mother. She went right up to her room. She buried her face in the pillow and started to cry.

Her mother kept right after her. "What happened at work? Your father was so upset about your not showing up that he phoned your boss. Did you have a fight at work? What's going an, Arlene? Why won't you ever tell your mother anything?"

Arlene couldn't stand it any more. "Mother!" she screamed. "Mother, shut up!"

Mm. Walters was shocked. "How dare you talk to me like that. I'm going to call your father at his office right away."

She stormed away from her daughter's door. Well, thought Arlene, at least that got her away for a while.

But it was only for a while. After about half an hour, when Arlene had just about been ready to fall asleep, her mother stormed into her room.

"Well!" said the woman. "So now the truth comes out!"

Arlene looked up. "What truth?" she asked.

"I just spoke to your father," said the woman. "And he just spoke to your ex-boss."

Arlene's face turned white. "What did he say?" she asked cautiously.

"That you were fired because of your loose morality in the office," she said deliberately and slowly. "In other words, because you are the office whore!"

"What?" Arlene was astounded. "Mr. Halsted said that?"

"He told your father that. You can imagine how upset your poor father was when he heard that. The office whore!"

"But mother! How could he, say that? That's untrue!"

"I doubt that, Arlene. It's that boy you were going with. That Eddie. He made you a whore. Now I want you to get out of his house. I don't want a whore living here. You're filthy, Arlene. Dirty. Filthy. You have brought shame to this house and I want you to leave it so we can be clean again."

Arlene was stunned. "Mother! How can you say that to me? I'm your daughter."

"Not any more you're not. You're no daughter of mine. You're a filthy and disgusting whore! I told your father that you would be out of here by the time he came home from work. Now out! Get out! Get out, you whore! Move it! I don't ever want to see your slutty face again!"

CHAPTER EIGHT

Arlene had been toned out of her job, tossed out of her home. She had no place to go and no money to find a place.

Who could she call? Where could she go? She was becoming desperate.

She called up the office, disguising her voice to the receptionist. She wanted to speak to Suzie. Maybe she could move in with her and Carrie, her roommate.

"Well, I guess so," said Suzie. "I'd have to ask Carrie and she won't be home until midnight."

"Could I stay with you until then?" asked Arlene. "I have no place to go now."

"I guess so," said Suzie, who hated making any sort of a decision until she had checked with Carrie. "And oh, by the way, guess who got fired."

"Me," said Arlene.

"No, no, besides you. Bill Sample. He was so popular, everyone was so surprised, Mr. Halsted just called him into the office, and dismissed him. No one really knows why."

"Well, it doesn't matter," said Arlene, who wondered now whether it was Bill who had told Mr. Halsted. "What's your address?"

"22-05 Pine Circle. It's a big house. Carrie and I have the entire top floor."

"Thanks. Will you be coming in after work so I can meet you?"

"Uh, sure," said Suzie. "I guess so. I mean, I was planning to go out for a drink, but that's okay. I'll let you in."

"I don't want to make you change your plans on account of me," said Arlene.

"I said it was okay. It doesn't matter anyway." Suzie hung up. She was really confused. Arlene getting fired. Arlene getting kicked out of her house. Bill Sample getting fired. The entire world was going topsy turvy.

Arlene went over to Suzie's and Carrie's place and looked at her watch. It was still early. Suzie wouldn't be home for another hour. Perhaps Carrie would still be home. She could explain the situation and then maybe she wouldn't have to wait until midnight to find out if she had a place to stay or not.

She rang the downstairs bell. To her relief, Carrie was in and let her into the apartment.

"Excuse me," said Arlene, "but I'm a friend of Suzie's, and…"

"Oh, you must be Arlene," said Carrie. "Suzie phoned me after you spoke to her and explained what happened. She was going to call you back, but remembered that you weren't anywhere you could be reached."

"Um, is it okay, you know, is it okay if I stay here for a while? A few days at the most. I mean until I can find another job and place to stay. I won't be in the way."

"Sure," said Carrie, "no trouble at all. You'll have to sleep on the sofa, and put up with my crazy schedule, but it will be great."

"Thanks, Carrie, thanks a lot," said Arlene, who put down her small suitcase on the floor. "I really appreciate that."

Carrie offered to give Arlene a drink and the two girls chatted until Suzie came home.

When Suzie did come home, she was not alone. "Guess who I brought along with me?" she said, as she opened the front door, obviously standing next to someone.

"Who?" asked Arlene and Carrie. Just then, Bill Sample appeared in the doorway. "Bill!" exclaimed Arlene. "I hear you got the axe, too."

"Yeah," he said. "Old man Halsted just called me into his office and told me my services were no longer needed. Just like that. Poof! Now I'm out of a job."

"Yeah, join the club," said Arlene. "What did he fire you for?" asked Bill. "I don't know," she said, feeling morose all over again. "I don't want to talk about it."

"That's right," said Carrie. "Let's not talk about work and jobs and crap like that. Arlene and I have already started to have a party. What are you drinking, blue eyes?"

Bill smiled. He liked Arlene and he liked Suzie, and he was beginning to like Carrie. He was sure that he was not going to regret having been fired. This evening might not have come about.

"I'll have whatever you two are having," said Bill.

"And I'll have the same," echoed Suzie.

"What am I having?" inquired Arlene, looking at Carrie. "I don't know what it is, but it sure is awfully good."

"It's a stinger," replied Carrie. "Brandy and creme de menthe. And it sure does taste good."

Carrie went to fix two more drinks. Suzie and Bill made themselves comfortable on the sofa and Arlene was immediately cheered up their presence.

"I'm glad that you're going to stay with us for a while," said Suzie. "I'm sure that the three of us are going to get along quite well."

"You mean the four of us," said Bill. "I lost my job too. Could I stay with you?"

The three girls laughed. Carrie had returned with the drinks and handed one each to Suzie and Bill. "Sure," said Carrie. "Anyone with such big blue eyes can stay as long as he likes."

"His blue eyes aren't all that's big," muttered Arlene, half under her breath, half giddy with liquor.

Bill laughed. "Mustn't tell tales out of school," he said to Arlene. "Besides it will be less of a surprise."

Carrie giggled and Suzie blushed. Arlene was ready for another drink. She held out her glass, but Carrie pointed the way to the liquor supply.

With Arlene temporarily out of the room, Carrie changed seats and sat next to Bill. Bill was now in the middle between the two roommates, a position he enjoyed.

When Arlene returned, she saw both girls vying for Bill's attention.

"Hey!" she cried. "What about me?" She immediately sat on the floor at Bill's feet.

Bill was enjoying the attention that the three girls were lavishing on him. He knew he was quite attractive to girls, and he did nothing to discourage their worshiping of him. With two girls at this sides, and another one at his feet, he indeed felt like a God. He hoped the girls would be willing to sacrifice their virginity (or what was left of it) to him.

"I'm sure glad we came here instead of going out for a drink," said Suzie. "It's much friendlier here."

"And the drinks are better," said Carrie, who had gotten up to get herself a refill. "Anyone else want some more?"

All three said yes, and Carrie brought out the brandy. They all felt like getting smashed.

"Here's to mean old Halsted," said Bill, raising his glass. "Old Halsted, the old fucker."

"You can say that again," giggled Arlene.

"Then I will. Old Halsted, the old fucker. He would fuck his grandmother if he thought he could profit from it."

Arlene was getting sillier by the minute. She liked the idea of Halsted being called a fucker, especially when he had actually fucked her. "Halsted can't even keep it up," she told the crowd. "He's an old fart."

"How do you know?" asked Suzie. "You ever seen him with it up?"

"Lots of times," said Arlene. "That's why he fired me. 'Cause I saw it up and didn't want to make it go down."

"Hmmm," murmured Bill. "I think I'm beginning to see why I got fired and why you did. It's all very interesting. I get the picture now."

"You can get more than the picture," said Arlene, rubbing her foot against Bill's thigh. "I got something better than any old picture."

"What do you have that's better than a picture?" asked Carrie. "I wanna see it too."

"It's for his eyes only," said Arlene who proceeded to unbutton her blouse. "You girls look the other way."

Bill was fascinated by Arlene as she slowly undid her clothing. He hadn't expected to do anything but drink when he came over with Suzie, but now his prick was starting to get hard.

As he watched her take her blouse off, he gazed at her tender young breasts. He wanted to reach out and touch those tits, but he held back because he wasn't quite sure how the other girls would react to that.

Carrie noticed the bulge in Bill's crotch, and she stared at it, watching it get bigger every moment. Her pussy juices were just starting to flow, and she leaned back on the sofa, letting her skirt ride up on her body.

Bill now noticed that he could see partially under Carrie's skirt, and he ached to feel what was under there. His prick was quite hard and stiff now, and even Suzie noticed his hard-on.

Suzie was the only one of the girls to be embarrassed at Bill's hard cock. She was getting excited, but she tried to contain that excitement, whereas the other two girls were eager to enjoy Bill's body.

"Excuse me," said Suzie, as she got up from the sofa. She continued to watch Bill's penis getting harder and harder, but she felt she had to leave the room.

Bill pulled her back. "Hey, gorgeous, where ya going? Why not stay here and enjoy the party?"

She didn't have an answer for him, and he pulled her back down onto the sofa. He continued to hold her hand as he leaned back, letting his bulging fly protrude in the air.

Arlene was working her foot up Bill's thigh now, and she started to press her toes near his groin. Carrie watched intently as Arlene began to press her foot right onto Bill's bulging crotch.

"Don't hurt him now," said Carrie. "We don't want to see footprints all over his beautiful piece of meat."

"How do you know it's beautiful?" asked Arlene. "You haven't seen it."

"I know it's beautiful because he is beautiful," answered Carrie. "And I also know it's beautiful because I'm going to look at it right here and now."

She immediately bent over his body, and started to work at his fly. She put her hands around the bulging pole, and started to rub it. It got harder as she clasped it, and she could feel the blood pounding inside his shaft.

Slowly, Carrie pulled the metal zipper down. Bill was thoroughly enjoying all the attention that was being paid to him, and when Carrie had completely unzipped his pants even Suzie went wild over him.

His cock and balls were pulled out af his fly by Carrie, and as she held it and slowly stroked it, the three girls gasped at the size of his dick.

It was quite long and very thick around the middle, with the cockhead a bright red. It was slightly curved, and Carrie knew that it would feel really good inside her pussy. She was already quite juiced up for it, and she spread her legs to make her pussy feel even better as her lubricants started to pour out of her slit.

Carrie was now breathing heavily. The more she held onto his hard dick meat, the hotter she got between her legs, and she drooled over the thought of getting fucked by Bill's really hard prick.

Carrie licked her lips. She was ready to boil over inside, and she tried to pull his cock and balls towards her cunt hole.

"Hey!" cried Arlene, trying to push Carrie away from Bill. "I want him first."

Bill was amused. He enjoyed being fought over. He didn't really care which girl he fucked first, so long as he fucked them all. He was really getting hot watching the three girls juice up for him.

Suzie pressed her hands to her twat, rubbing herself harder and harder. Her panties were wet, and she wanted to feel Bill's hard prick inside her hole. She hadn't had a good fuck in a long time and felt that because he was her date for the evening, she should at least be the first to feel his prick and balls.

Bill leaned back as Arlene and Carrie started to rub his prick. Their hands were both rubbing his hard tool up and down, and Carrie spit on her hands and rubbed her saliva into his balls.

"Ohhhhh!" cried Bill. "Ohhhh, baby, that's good! Rub that cock, baby! Ohhhhh! Ohhh!"

His whole body was burning with desire. He wanted those three girls with their three hot pussies. He wanted to fuck each one of them three times. He felt his prick was hard enough to fuck them all at the same time. He was getting so hot that he knew when he shot he was going to shoot a fuck of a load of cum.

"I want it! I want it!" moaned Suzie, as she watched Arlene and Carrie stroke Bill's prick. "Ohhhh, I want it up my cunt! Please fuck me! Ohhhh! Bill, please fuck me hard!"

Bill reached out and started to massage Suzie's tits. He could feel her nipples getting hard and stiff, and he slowly inserted his fingers underneath her blouse, rubbing her melons until they were soft and creamy.

"Fuck me!" she said again. "Ohhhh, Bill! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

Arlene went wild, and she lifted her skirt above her waist and began to play with her pussy. She pressed her panties tightly against her cunt, and made sure that Bill watched her rub the panties actually into her hole.

She was so hot and juiced up that her creams poured out of her hole, and the smell of pussy juice filled the air. Bill was going wild. There were three girls with three beautiful cunts, and he wanted them all. He was going to have them all, he told himself. His cock was ready for some really hot and wild action.

Bill stood up and removed his shirt. His cock and balls were hanging out of his fly, and the three girls now got down on the floor underneath his penis and looked up at it, their tongues hanging out of their mouths.

"All of you suck it," he said. "I wanna feel three tongues on my prick. I wanna feel three hot and wet tongues sucking and licking my cock and balls."

Arlene started to lick his balls, sucking on his left ball first, and then sucking on his right ball. As she sucked his balls, Carrie began to lick on his cockhead. Her tongue flicked out and tasted his piss slit at the tip.

"That ain't right," said Bill. "No, you gotta suck on my whole fucking tube! You gotta suck hard on the whole fucking thing!"

Carrie opened her mouth and took in Bill's entire shaft in one gulp. She felt the tip of his big prick pressed up against the back of her throat, and she went crazy, sucking and slurping as hard as she could.

Suzie tried to join Arlene in sucking on Bill's huge and swollen balls, but Arlene was sucking on them too rapidly for her. She then started to slide her tongue around the base of Bill's cock and began to lick him towards the ass.

He felt the three girls on his meat, and he gasped for breath. "Hey babes, that's terrific!" he cried. "Ohhhh, suck that fucking prick! Ohhh! Eat it, baby! Suck that cock! Ohhh! Suck my balls! Ohhh, do it hotter! Ohhh! Faster! Faster! Suck it! Ohhhh!"

His penis slid in and out of Carrie's hot mouth faster and faster. She was going wild, slurping all over his juicy prick meat. Her cunt was dripping with hot pussy juice, and she finger-fucked herself as she gave Bill a wild blow-job.

Suddenly, Bill pulled his pecker out of Carrie's mouth. She was startled when he did it, but he quickly pushed it between Arlene's lips. "Now you suck it, baby!" he cried. "You gotta suck that meat fucking hard! Eat it really hard, baby!"

She went wild, feeling Bill's penis pounding the back of her throat. She wanted to swallow it. It tasted good to her, and she cupped his balls with her hands, and tried to force them into her mouth at the same time as his swollen shaft.

Bill began to sway wildly. His cock was almost ready to shoot, and yet he didn't want to come just yet. He knew he could come several times with the girls, but he wanted to wait.

He quickly pulled his hard shaft out of Arlene's mouth. She tried to grab it and stuff it back in, but he went over to Suzie and pressed his dick against her lips.

"Now you suck it!" he cried. "C'mon, baby, suck that prick! Don't be afraid, Suzie. It ain't gonna bite you. Just suck on it, and make my fucking dick feel really good!"

Suzie had never sucked cock before. She had been fucked, but she never had taken a guy's meat and sucked on it.

Bill's penis slid between her lips, and she gently tasted it. "Not like that," he said. "You ain't doin' it right. Suck on it. Suck on it real hard!"

He pulled his prick out of Suzie's mouth. She was upset, but he just told her to watch what he was going to do with Carrie. He quickly rammed his dick into Carrie's mouth. "Suzie's gotta learn how to suck cock," he said. "You gotta teach her."

Carrie took his prick into her mouth in one gulp, and Suzie watched intently. She felt her cunt ready to boil over, and she began to finger-fuck herself wildly again. She was ready to come. She wanted to come while she was sucking off Bill.

Bill's prick slid in and out of Carrie's mouth, but Suzie couldn't wait until Bill wanted to put his meat in her mouth again, and she pushed Carrie away, leaving Bill's sopping wet prick dangling in front of her.

"I want that!" she cried, opening her mouth wide, and taking all of Bill's dong into her face.

"That's it, baby!" he cried, as he felt his meat plunging all the way into Suzie's face. "Suck it! Ohhh! Suck that cock! Baby, eat it! Eat me! Eat my fucking meat!"

Arlene started to lick Bill's balls again, and she managed to get them into her mouth at the same time. She covered his hairy balls with her hot saliva just as Bill was about to raw his prick all the way down Suzie's craving throat.

"Suck that cock!" he screamed. "Ohhhh! Suck it! Ohhh! Suck my fucking prick! Eat it! Ohhh! OHHH! AGGGGHH! I'm gonna come, baby! Suck it! Suck it! Ohhh! I'm coming! Ohhh! Eat that cock! Suck it! OHHH! OHHHH!"

His prick went wild, sending huge waves of thick cum streaming down Suzie's throat. His penis let loose so much cream, that Suzie couldn't swallow it all, and it began to pour out of her mouth.

Carrie saw the semen dripping out of Suzie's mouth, and she pressed her face next to hers, and started to slurp up the jism. His prick was still spurting when he pulled it out of Suzie's mouth, and the last of his hot cream poured out all over Carrie's and Arlene's faces. The three girls were covered with his hot and sticky semen.

His cum dripped onto his balls, and Carrie flicked out her tongue to soak up as much of his jism as she could. She wanted his juices, and she wouldn't let go of his spent cock.

His penis was covered with his cum. It was all over his cock hair and some of it landed on his pants, which he had not gotten around to taking off.

Bill sat back down on the sofa, letting his penis go limp. The girls all watched his cock getting soft as they started to rub their hands against their pussies.

He watched Carrie as she removed her clothes. Her cunt was sopping wet and full of juice. He wanted her cunt juice, and the thought of sliding his pecker into her creamy hole started his cock moving in the opposite direction.

His dick got harder and harder now as he watched Carrie press her fingertips against her hot quim. She leaned back and started to fuck herself.

Carrie realized that Bill was getting a second hard-on as he watched her masturbate, and she fucked herself faster and faster. Her moans and groans became louder, and she began to go wild with ecstasy as she rammed her fingers all the way up her snatch.

Arlene and Suzie felt jealous, and they went over to Bill and pulled his pants down.

His fleshy ass cheeks gave their tongues lots to do, and they rolled him over onto his stomach and began to lick out his ass. Their tongues were really hot and worked quickly as they pushed their tongues up his rectum.

His prick was now pressing into the cushions of the sofa, and Carrie reached underneath to fondle it. She wanted that prick pounding up her snatch, and she tried to turn him over again so she could straddle his body and slit on his cock.

Bill slid down to the floor, allowing Arlene and Suzie to continue licking out his asshole, and letting Carrie pull his prick and balls towards her cunt opening.

Carrie screamed as she felt the tip of Bill's pecker pressing against the flaps of her pussy. She used her fingers to widen the opening for his cock and then pushed her body closer to his, feeling his thick fat prick slipping into her oozing cunt meat.

His penis slid deeper and deeper into her hole. She felt her cunt walls pressing hard around his shaft, and she squeezed her legs together to increase the pressure on his tool.

"Fuck me!" she whispered to him. "Fuck me, big boy! Fuck me really fucking hard!"

He felt his meat pushing all the way up her quim. It was so hot inside her tender canal that he felt his prick heating up quickly. His balls still contained a fuck of a lot of jism, and he was aching to shoot out his hot load again, this time pouring his sperm into a cunt, rather than into one of the girl's mouths.

Arlene watched Bill fuck Carrie, and she instantly began to beg for him to fuck her, too. "I want that cock!" she pouted. "Please fuck me! You've got to fuck me!"

Her fingers flew in and out of her vagina, as if to pretend to herself that she was actually being fucked by the stud's giant dick. She felt her fingers pumping in and out of her hole, and she knew that she would go crazy if she wasn't rammed by Bill's enormous meat axe.

"Fuck me!" screamed Carrie, as Bill's dong rammed her hot fucking cunt hole over and over. "Fuck me harder! Ohhh! Ohhh! Your prick is so hard and hot! Fuck me harder, Bill! Fuck me! Fuck me! Ohhhh!"

His penis went wild, thrashing about inside her pussy, driving the tip of his prick to the very ends of her spicy cunt cavern. His balls slapped wildly against her hot pink cunt, and he rubbed his fingers against her tits.

Her melons were hot and juicy, and she pushed her titties against his hands, begging him to really grab her tits and make her even hotter.

Suzie too wanted to be fucked, and she was going crazy, licking out Bill's asshole. She wanted a hard prick up her slit, and she ripped her dress off and pushed her cunt in Bill's face.

"Lick my fucking cunt!" screamed Suzie. "Ohhh! I want it too! I want it too! Please fuck me too!" she begged. "Ohhh, please fuck me! It's not fair! I want my cunt plugged up too!"

She pulsated her body back and forth against his face. Bill sat there with his tongue hanging out of his mouth, and every time that Suzie pumped her body forward, her vagina wrapped itself around his tongue, and he was able to suck out her flowing pussy juices. Every time she pulled her body back, his tongue slipped out of her hole.

She moved close to him and pulled away, and she was getting the tonguing of her life. Her whole body was ready to explode in a gigantic orgasm.

Arlene was finger-fucking herself so rapidly that she was losing control of herself. She pretended that her fingers were Bill's cock and balls and as she smashed herself full of her own hand, she went wild, sucking on Bill's asshole, and stretching the walls of her hole.

Bill's cock was ready to boil over again. His balls dancing about wildly and banged against Carrie's quivering roughened pussy hole. He gasped for breath.

"Ohhh!" he cried. "Get fucked, Carrie baby! Get really fucked! Ohh! Ohhh! I'm gonna come, Carrie baby! Get fucked, bitch! Ohhh! I'm gonna come!"

His penis slid in and out of her hole really fast, and he felt his jism ready to rise and shoot out of his cock. He was pumping her harder and harder now, and he continued to massage and manipulate her tits.

Suzie started to scream and shout. Her vagina was overflowing with hot cunt lava, and she couldn't contain her ecstasy any longer. She was wild, and she was going to spill her hot cunt juice all over Bill's face.

"Suck out my cunt!" she cried. "Suck it out! Eat me! Ohhh! Lick my pussy! Ohhhh! Suck me! Eat me! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!"

Her body seemed to explode in his face, pouring her hot cunt syrups all over his lips and tongue. She went wild, pouring her foam out of her pussy and into his mouth.

Bill went berserk as his prick erupted inside of Carrie's meat hole. She felt his prick explode and started to climax herself.

"Get fucked!" screamed Bill. "Ohhh! Get fucked you fucking cunt! Get fucked!Ohhhh! I'm coming! i'm coming! Ohhhh! Agghhh! Ohhh! Ohhhh! I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Bill smashed his prick all the way into Carrie's cunt hole. He spurted out his hot jism faster and faster, and she felt her pussy becoming flooded with his hot milk. Her whole body was filling up with semen. She couldn't get enough of his hot cream as she squeezed her legs together, forcing every drop of hot jism into her cunt hole.

"Ohhhhh!" she cried as her clit drove her wild, "Ohhh! Ohhh! Fuck me again! Fuck me again!"

Bill's cock and balls were still thrashing about inside Carrie's quim, when she pulled back suddenly and his dick slipped out of her hole. It was still spurting and Suzie immediately took hold of his cock and pressed her tits against it. She wanted to feel his hot semen pouring over her tits.

Bill sat back, propped up against the sofa. These three girls were hot. They were so hot, he didn't think his cock could ever get soft. He wondered how many more times he could come before he was exhausted. At this rate, he figured he could go on all night.

CHAPTER NINE

The four of them finally fell asleep on top of each other. Carrie had not gone to work. She was having too good a time to leave the party.

Arlene fell asleep with her hands touching Bill's cock and balls, and the other girls rested their heads on his chest. He had come five times in that one night, and it was close to six in the morning before they had finished their wild orgy.

Arlene was finally getting over the shock of her having been fired and tossed out of her house. She awoke late the next day, feeling that perhaps life had something more to offer than a job and a place to live. She had developed three very good friends in the course of one night, and that was becoming all-important to her.

But she did have to get another job. After Bill had gone home the next day, she told Carrie and Suzie that she would look for a job the next morning, but they assured her that there was no hurry about it. "Take as long as you want. You don't have to start paying any rent until you do work. We can manage very well. Just so long as you share any of your boyfriends with us."

Arlene smiled. "Sure," she said. "I think it's better that way. I don't think my cunt was over as hot as last night."

The girls all agreed to share whatever men they came across. Bill was to be only the first of many guys who would fuck and suck all of them at the same tune.

Bill called later in the day after he got home and showered and shaved. He invited them aver to his place for drinks and a barbecue. The girls spent another wild evening, convinced that Bill was some sort of God. He had so much cream inside his prick and balls that they felt he could fuck every girl on earth and never get tired.

But Arlene, though she was tired the next morning, was determined that she would get a jab. She knew that Carrie and Suzie had offered her a place to stay rent-free for a while, but she couldn't impose on them. While the girls slept, she got dressed and went out to the employment centers.

Jobs weren't plentiful. The economy was depressed and so was Arlene. She was unhappy. Perhaps it had been a mistake to refuse Mr. Halsted. Perhaps she should call him and tell him he could fuck her as much as he wanted.

"Don't get discouraged," said Carrie and Suzie when she came home for the fourth straight day without a job. "You'll find one. Don't worry about it."

But Arlene did worry, and she redoubled her efforts to find a job. Through the Argonaut Employment Agency, she finally was given a job interview. It was with the Baker Construction Company, and the nice thing about it, thought Arlene, was that the man who interviewed her was more interested in her typing than in her tits, not that he didn't notice how well developed they were.

But he was a hard-nosed businessman and her secretarial abilities impressed him more than anything else.

"Can you start tomorrow?" he asked her. She was overjoyed.

"Yes. I can start now if you want me to," she said. "I'm all ready to go to work."

He laughed. "That's what I like. Industriousness. Well, tomorrow will be fine."

She shook his hand. He didn't even try to seduce her. She was sure she was going to like this job.

"Guess what?" she said as she walked in the door. "I got a job!"

"Great!" exclaimed Carrie. "We oughtta celebrate!" She brought out a bottle of wine, and the two girls sipped several glasses of it. They started to get really plastered and when the bottle of wine was finished, they both decided to go down to the local beer hall and get some more.

They went into Pete's Bar and Grill down the street, laughing and giggling. They were quite happy, and the patrons of the bar stared at them curiously.

"Hey!" said Carrie. "Let's shoot some pool!"

"I want something to shoot, but it ain't pool!" laughed Arlene. "I want a nice hard cock to shoot!"

"Sssh! Don't say that! One of the guys here is gonna hear you and you're gonna find yourself at the bottom of a very big pile."

"Who cares? I'm so happy, I could get fucked by a hundred guys and love each one of them."

"No, seriously. Wanna play pool?"

"I don't know how," said Arlene. "Could you teach me?"

"I'll teach you, honey," said a guy, approaching them from the bar. He had overheard their conversation.

The guy was looking at Arlene up and down. He was kind of cute, thought Arlene, and he'd make a better teacher than Carrie would.

"Okay," said Arlene, looking at Carrie. Her friend shrugged her shoulders.

"I'll be at the bar gettin' friendly with the other guys," she said. She was really smashed, and she wanted to get laid. She looked at all the guys at the bar and picked out one. She went up to him and asked him to buy her a drink. When he did, she drank it, and two minutes later, left with him, leaving Arlene alone with her instructor.

"Okay," he said to her. "Now watch me." He picked up the cue and held it, showing her how to do it. He set up the balls on the table and showed her how to use the cue.

"It looks easy," she said, taking the stick from him. She tried to imitate him, but she was doing it all wrong. He showed her again, and again she tried to do what he was doing, but it simply didn't work.

"Here," he said. "You hold it, and I'll reposition you. I'll stand in back of you and move your hands until you get it right."

He stood where he said he would and she tried to get it right, but he had to constantly get her to change positions. His body was pressed up against hers from the rear as they both bent over the pool table.

Her tits were almost hanging out of her blouse as she bent over the table, and several guys got up from the bar to watch more closely.

Her instructor paid them no attention, but he noticed that as his body pressed up against hers, his dick was staffing to get hard.

She could feel his cock pressing against her ass-crack. She didn't move and she let the feeling of a cock against her buns overtake her. It was driving her wild, and she could feel her pussy juices starting to run.

She lost all interest in the game of pool, and she just stood there as the instructor put his hand on her ass, rubbing the same spot that his prick was pressing against.

"You sure got a nice ass," she said to her softly. "It's so warm and creamy."

She flushed. Her ears turned red, but she didn't reply. He took her silence as agreement, and he started to rub his hand all over her body.

She was still leaning over the pool table, and his cock was getting harder and harder. The other men were watching her and it was turning them all on. Their pricks were all getting hard, and Arlene couldn't help but see them.

Her teacher's dick was so hard now that he unzipped his fly, pushing his meat against her clothing right up against her ass. She felt all tingly inside as he slipped his hand underneath her skirt and rubbed her cunt from behind.

"I want this!" he whispered to her. "I want this hot pussy!" He felt her cunt hairs become coated with her pussy juices, and he started to pull her skirt up. She didn't care that others were watching. She just wanted to feel something stiff and hard ramming through her cunt from the back. His dick was throbbing, and she could feel it ready to plunge into her hot cunt meat.

A couple of other guys began to get really horny, and they unzipped their flies. Arlene watched them put their pricks on the pool table and rub them across the green material as they masturbated, watching her getting fucked up the cunt.

Her pussy opened up wide to receive his hard meat and her teacher was only too willing to force his cock into her hole as hard, as he could. He had gotten really turned on by this girl, and his penis slid in easily, lubricated by the enormous amount of hot cunt juices that were seeping out of her twat.

He grunted and groaned as he pushed his pecker into her snatch. She gripped the table and braced herself as his meat pounded her cunt flesh.

"Ohhhh!" he cried. "I'm fuckin' you! Ohhh! I'm fuckin' you real hard, baby! Get fucked! Ohhh! Ohhh!"

His penis slipped in and out of her hole. She was now the center of attention in the bar, and even Pete, the bartender, locked the doors, and came over to watch his newest customer getting fucked.

Another guy walked over to her and rubbed her tits. She didn't care how many guys touched her. The more the better. She wanted all their hands on her body. She wanted to ge groped and fondled and rubbed. She wanted as many men as she could get fucking her. She wanted to open up her hot pussy for every guy with a stiff prick.

"Fuck me!" she cried. "Ohhh! I want it! I want it! Fuck me! Ohhh! Ohhhh! Ohhh!"

Her pussy was on fire. She was going wild. She was going to come.

Arlene felt the guy throbbing wildly as his prick got hotter and hotter. Her cunt was a furnace of flaming pussy meat, and his prick was going to squirt water on it. His body trembled as he neared orgasm.

She was panting rapidly now. She could feel his cock getting ready to shoot hot come. "Fuck me!" she cried. "Ohhh! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

The guys watching her being screwed were all going wild now. Several of the men were beating off, and one guy walked up to her and jabbed his prick into her side, and started to come.

Her body was now getting coated with jism, and she screamed of the top of her lungs. She couldn't control herself any more, and her pussy was like a volcano, spewing out its hot cunt lava.

The guy went wild. "Get fucked!" he shouted. "Ohhh! Ohhh! I'm gonna come baby! Ohhh!"

His prick shot out thick loads of hot semen as he rammed his pecker all the way up her hot slit. He writhed and twisted his body as he smashed his dong right up her hole, nearly coming out the other end.

"Do it more!" Arlene screamed. "Do it harder!" The guy went completely wild. His cock seemed to be punching a hole at the other end of her pussy. She felt that penis pushing all the way up so that it was completely submerged in her.

His balls went wild, slapping and bouncing on her cunt. They were releasing his hot juices into her hole, and he held onto her shoulder for dear life as his cock squirmed and shot.

The other guys went wild at the same time, several of them shooting hot jism all over the pool table. They went wild, and a flood of hot cock juice formed a puddle on the green covering.

The guy slowly removed his prick from her hole. His cum dripped out of her pussy and slid down her leg. Arlene reached in back of her and fondled his wet balls.

"Thanks," she said to him. "Ohhh, that was so good!" The guy wanted to resume his teaching lessons with her, but she looked around to see where Carrie was.

"Hey, your girlfriend left," said Pete, the bartender, going back to his post after unlocking the door.

"Carrie left?" said Arlene incredulously. "I better go back home then and find her."

"She didn't go alone," added Pete. Arlene didn't care. She didn't want to be without her friend. Even if Carrie wasn't home, maybe Suzie would be. She looked at all the guys who had gotten off on watching her get fucked, and she started to get frightened. Perhaps they would want to fuck her now, but she was no longer in the mood.

Arlene pulled her panties back up, and she dashed off to the ladies' room to adjust her clothing.

A couple of guys were waiting for her when she emerged from the john, but she ignored them. "Hey!" one shouted. "I got something big for ya!"

He started to rub his crotch, but she brushed tight by him without giving him so much as a smile. She ran pat all the others, and raced out the door.

When she got back to Carrie and Suzie's place, it was deserted, but she was so exhausted, she simply lay back op her bed and fell fast asleep, not awakening until early the next morning.

She frantically got up and bathed. She wanted to be fresh and clean for her first day on the job.

Mr. Baker was pleased to see her arrive so early. "It's a good sign," he told her. "I'm sure you'll be perfectly happy hem."

He showed her the desk where she would be working. "You'll be working with another girl and one of the executives, a Mr. Harris," said Mr. Baker. "Neither one of them is here yet, so just sit down and look over your desk and see if there is anything you want. A different chair perhaps."

"No, everything is just fine," said Arlene. She wondered why no one else was there until she realized that she had gotten there at eight-thirty, and the office didn't really open until nine. She had arrived half an hour early and didn't realize it.

Mr. Baker left her alone. He wasn't the type to go chasing after every new secretary and typist, and she was sure she would be happier here than in any other place she could think of.

CHAPTER TEN

Arlene was introduced to all the workers in all the departments. Baker Construction was quite a large firm, and there were lots of people to meet. Everyone seemed quite friendly, except for old Miss Gretchen Quimby, the bookkeeper, but she was harmless even if a bit gruff.

Arlene sat and chatted with Mr. Harris, and Denise, the girl whose desk was next to hers. She found out that the construction company was building a project at the other end of town, and looked forward to visiting the site later. She did want to see all those gorgeous men with their shirts off as they worked.

"It's awfully quiet today," remarked Mr. Harris, turning to Arlene. "Usually the phones start ringing at nine and don't stop until nearly six. Thank God, though. You can get used to this place without that Goddamn phone ringing every second."

The office staff was quite relaxed and Arlene immediately felt at ease with them all. A couple of girls had brought donuts to the office, and they insisted that she share them. Arlene accepted, and felt as if she had known these people for years.

"Hey, how come the phones aren't ringing?" asked one girl.

"Beats me. Maybe it's a holiday and we don't know it."

"What holiday could it be?"

"My mother-in-law's birthday!" Everyone laughed, except Mr. Harris, who had picked up his telephone to make a call.

"Fuck!" he cried. "No dial tone."

The girls in the office all picked up their phones. In turn, they listened for the tone that would enable them to make a call, and found that every line was dead.

"Goddamn Phone Company!" exclaimed Mr. Harris. "These fucking phones are always breaking down. Now no one can call in and no one can call out. They've finally broken down completely."

Mr. Baker came running out of his office. "What's the commotion?" he wanted to know.

"No telephones, Mr. Baker. The switchboard must be broken again."

"Really? My private line is working. I just made a call."

The phone did work, and all the girls crowded around Mr. Baker's private office so they could make whatever phone calls they had to.

"Don't you think we ought to call the Phone Company?" suggested Mr. Baker. "Let's do that first, and then we can make the other calls."

"No wonder you're president," laughed Denise, "and we're the hired help."

"If you don't get to work instead of crowding around my office, you'll all be the fired help."

"Very funny," said Denise who knew that Mr. Baker hated to fire anyone. But he was right, and she called the Phone Company.

"The fucking phones have always been breaking down," she said as she dialed. "They better send over someone good."

She spoke to a supervisor at the other end of the line who seemed to be not overly concerned with the problems of Baker Construction. "You've got to send someone over this morning," she said. "We depend on the phone."

The guy was giving her a hard time apparently, and Mr. Baker took over from Denise. Mr. Baker not only managed to get the guy to agree to send someone right over, but he demanded the best repairman they had since the other guys could never seem to get the lines working for very long.

"It will be fixed shortly," he said, returning to his work. The rest of the staff settled down, and Arlene found the quiet office a good place to make friends with the staff.

She was busy typing some papers for Mr. Harris when a cheer went up from the front office. "Thank God!" shouted a secretary. "Hey girls, the phone man is here."

Arlene briefly looked up and then went back to her typing. She stopped short. She looked up again. She gasped. She couldn't believe what she saw. The best repairman the Phone Company had was none other than Eddie Brock, the guy she had broken up with. She stared at him. He was working on the lines at the switchboard, and Arlene wondered whether she should go over to him or not. She wasn't sure that the pain had still completely disappeared.

Arlene decided to say hello. She just wanted to hear the sound of his voice. "Hello, Eddie," she said as he was intently concentrating on splicing a cable.

He jerked his head around. He couldn't believe what he was seeing either. "Arlene!" he shouted. "Oh, Arlene, how are you?"

"Fine, Eddie. You?"

"Yeah, I'm okay. I ain't got no complaints. I see you're workin' for this joint now."

"Just started today," she said. "Funny that you had to fix the phones today."

"Yeah, this equipment sure is old. It's gonna always break down until they get new stuff. But how are ya? It's good to see ya, Arlene."

"It's good to see you, too, Eddie," she said. She felt a lump in her throat and knew that her eyes were going to water.

"Hey, get back to the phones!" shouted a girl. "We ain't got all day you know."

"Yeah, sorry," said Eddie as he shifted his attention back to the switchboard. He couldn't seem to concentrate too hard on it though, and he kept looking over his shoulder at Arlene.

He managed to get the phones in some sort of working order, and as soon as he did, they started ringing madly. The office noise level shot way up, and Eddie could hardly hear himself think.

He sauntered over to Arlene's desk where she was trying to type a letter, and just gazed at her.

"You doin' okay?" he asked.

"Sure. You?"

He nodded. "I guess so. You know, I miss seein' you."

She felt as if she was going to cry. She couldn't look up at him. She started to say something and then stopped.

"Hey," he said. "Wanna go out for dinner later? I mean tonight or somethin'?"

"Uh, sure, Eddie," she said, not being sure at all if that was what she really wanted to do.

"Hey, that'd be great!" he exclaimed. "I ain't had a meal I really liked since you left."

"I'd like to do that," she said. "Yes, I'd like to see you." He grinned at her.

"Tell you what," he said. "I'll meet you back here at five. You get off at five?"

"Yeah," she said. "But the phones better work all day, or they're gonna lynch you when you get back."

Arlene couldn't keep her mind on her work for the rest of the day, but it didn't matter because it was her flint day and everyone assumed that she was just nervous about working for a new place.

She let them think that, but her mind was dwelling on Eddie. She didn't know what she would say to him when she met him.

He seemed to be just as ill at ease with her when they walked together down the street. They both wanted to be with each other, but so many things had happened between them, that they didn't know where to start.

They had a slightly awkward dinner, but as the evening progressed, they got more and more relaxed. She was feeling a great deal of warmth for Eddie.

Eddie wasn't sure whether he should ask her back to his place after dinner, because she might turn him don. He wasn't sure what he would do or say to her in that case, but the problem was solved when Arlene asked him if he was still living in his basement apartment.

"Yeah, but it looks different," he said. "A friend fixed it up."

Eddie laughed. "No, but you see this girl that I know, well, she just didn't like it the way it was."

"Oh. And she just moved things around for you. She didn't live with you by any chance?"

Eddie was embarrassed. "Yeah, sort of."

"What do you mean sort of? She did or she didn't."

"Yeah, she did, but not for long. I kept thinking of you, Arlene. I ain't really thought of a girl since you. That girl didn't stay long because she knew I wasn't thinking about her all the time."

Arlene was deeply pleased. "I've thought about you a lot too," she said. "I can't get you out of my mind."

"Yeah, me neither," he replied. They entered his place, and she noticed how carefully it was fixed up. There were pictures on the wall and even a new rug on the floor.

"If you don't like it, you can get rid of it," he said.

"Why?" she said. "It's your place."

"Well, just in case you come back," he said. They sat down on the sofa and briefly touched hands.

Suddenly, Arlene ached to be held in his arms. She was so afraid that he wouldn't want to commit himself to her, that she didn't make a move towards letting him know that, but Eddie just as eagerly wanted her, and as their hands touched, so did the rest of their bodies, and before either one of them realized it, they were embracing quite passionately.

"Oh Eddie!" she cried, "I've missed you."

"Yeah, I missed you too, doll," he said. She closed her eyes and let him kiss her. It felt so good to be touching his lips again. He was going to protect her. She knew that. He felt so good, that she just couldn't let him go.

Eddie became very passionate as they kissed, and he pressed his chest against her body. He could feel her tits pressing into him, and he sprawled out on the sofa with her body under his.

She could now feel that his cock was getting hard. It felt so good to have his prick pressing against her body. She wanted that cock more than she wanted any other cock in the whole world.

Her pussy was beginning to steam up. Her juices started to flow, and she knew that she could never be satisfied again until she had Eddie's hard dick sliding in and out of her creaming cunt.

"Oh, Eddie!" she moaned. "Eddie I want it! Please, Eddie! Please!"

His penis seemed to suddenly stiffen up so much that it almost pushed right out of his pants. He was really horny for her now, and he couldn't wait to push his prick all the way into her juicy nest.

"Eddie!" she cried. "Eddie, I want it! Eddie, oh! Please fuck me, Eddie! I want it so bad! I want it so bad!"

She was close to tears as she felt his pecker pressing deeply into her body. She reached out between his legs, and started to massage the enormous bulge inside his fly.

"That feels good, baby!" he cried. "Ohhh, does that feel real good!"

His prick was about to burst, and as she slowly unzipped his cock, he started to go wild, pushing his meat against her clothing.

He tore at her skirt. She didn't seem to mind at all that he might be damaging the fabric. All she wanted was his prick and balls, and he was eagerly going to let her have it.

"Fuck me!" she screamed. "Ohhhhhh! Fuck me! Fuck me! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhh! I want that cock! Please fuck me hard! Fuck me harder than you ever fucked anyone! Ohhhh! Please! I want it! I want it!"

Her whole body was writhing and twisting with pleasure as he pressed the tip of his dick against her creamy pussy hairs. She was so wet that her panties actually stuck to her body. She was losing control of herself, and her lubricating juices just flowed wildly out of her cunt.

His penis slid between the folds of her pussy quite easily. Her cunt was hot and red, and he used his fingers to pry apart her cunt lips, making it really easy for his prick to push through.

Arlene went wild as she felt his hard meat pouring into her. She spread her legs really wide, feeling his hard tool pounding into her deeper and deeper. She couldn't get enough of his prick. He was really fucking her now, and she ached for him to push his prick right up her body all the way to her tits. She wanted to be totally consumed by his hard cock.

"Fuck me!" she screamed again as his balls were pressing against her twat. "Fuck me! Keep fucking me! Ohhhhh! I want it! Ohhhhhhh! Fuck me so hard, Eddie! Fuck me! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!"

His penis rammed her cunt hole faster and faster. He was going really wild as he pushed and pumped his organ all the way up her steamy slit. She writhed and throbbed on the sofa, and she wrapped her legs around Eddie's body, hoping to pull him even deeper up her snatch.

Eddie rubbed her tits so hard, that he was leaving red marks all over. Her body was getting roughed up, and yet she loved every minute of it. She had missed his brutality with her. Of all the guys who had ever fucked her, none pleased her like Eddie. His brute masculinity made her pussy juices flow more rapidly than they had with anyone else.

Her whole body was pounded by his prick and balls. He rammed his cock in and out of her slippery pussy. The squishing sounds were the result of his cock plowing into a sea of cunt juice, and he was losing control of himself. He was ready. He was going to come.

His cock went faster and faster. His whole body was consuming hers. His balls slapped hard against her craving pussy, and he rolled onto the floor with her, his prick smashed all the way up her slit, and he started to scream and shout.

"I'm coming!" he yelled as the thick gobs of cream poured out of his dick and flooded her pussy. "Ohhhhhhhh! I'm coming! Ohhhhh! I'm coming!"

He went wild, smashing his cock harder and faster and deeper into his girl's pussy. He had to totally possess Arlene now. He couldn't be satisfied with anything or anyone less.

Arlene screamed as his prick massaged her clit so much that she was in the midst of a wild orgasm. Her pussy juices flowed out of her slit so fast they were forming a puddle on the floor. Her cunt juices were going wild.

Their bodies twisted and writhed together. His cock was continuing to pour hot jism into her cunt, and it seemed as if it would never stop shooting his hot load. He kept his cock inside her snatch for a very long time.

"Oh, Eddie!" she sighed as his prick rested against her tight cunt walls. "Oh, Eddie, I love you!" Tears formed on her eyes as she gazed with love upon the face of the only man for her.

"I love you too, doll," he said. "I mean that."

"Oh, Eddie!" she gasped. She was too choked up to say anymore, but she felt that finally she could be the happy girl she once was. She was going to be even more happy, knowing that she would be with Eddie for the rest of her life. She wanted to stay with him forever, feeling his cock up her slit forever, and only wished that he didn't have to take his prick out of her cunt ever. If only they could spend the rest of their lives in bed fucking and sucking! If only he could stay with her just as he was, while his prick was inside her hole. But however they remained, they would remain together, and she knew that her pussy was going to be Eddie's property. She never wanted to feel another guy's prick inside her cunt as long as she lived.

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Laurie Chandler
Hot pants typist

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN