She called herself the “Black Widow” although she was neither. Maybe it was fatuous to label herself as that but she’d heard other women refer to themselves as a lioness or tigress and although she could be either of those in a heartbeat, she much preferred her spider reference. One of her many former lovers had once mentioned that she had “paralyzing eyes” which only proved the fact that she was as she thought — a destroyer of the male species.
Valerie Truman was 34 years old and had been in her sexual peak for about the last 20 years, or so she calculated. When she had her first sexual experience years ago, she had brought upon a realization that stuck with her today. Men, or rather boys at that time, couldn’t get enough of her and because of her willingness to accommodate them, she had them eating out of her hand. Anything she wanted they would bring her. She never questioned how they came about the articles; it was just the fact they did that pleased her. In return she would please them back until she was finished with them.
She was far from being stupid. Conniving, deceitful and greedy, yes, but stupid, never. Growing up in a middle class family with their middle class values hadn’t rubbed off on her — she wanted more. Life was only lived once and it had to be lived to the fullest or it didn’t count. For Valerie, each day became a challenge of what, exactly, she could get the people around her to surrender to her. This didn’t always mean material things although those were always smiled upon. Sometimes it was just the challenge of getting her victim. Men were easy to come by — a dime a dozen, but when she ran across one that didn’t fall all over her then she just had to make him realize that she was to be first and foremost on his mind.
Some would argue that she was unhappy with herself and found the need to take that dissatisfaction that she felt and share it with others. They would say that she didn’t like who she was and was only looking for ways to compensate for those feelings. Whether that was the case or not, it really didn’t matter. What mattered was that she truly enjoyed what she did whether it was right or wrong in other people’s eyes. Frankly, she didn’t give a fuck what other people thought.
Her long wavy hair was as black as coal and hung down just past her shoulders. She hadn’t always looked as good as she did today but a little nip here and tuck there, plus the pair of boobs she bought had certainly changed the overall affect. Her waist was small, sloping out into curvy hips then down to long legs. She’d always had the figure; it just needed a little construction and regular maintenance.
Today, she sat behind her desk and looked at the clock. If her estimate was correct, and it usually was, he’d be walking through her door any minute now. She pulled a few strands of hair out of her hair clip, letting the wayward pieces fall gently down the sides of her face. Looking down she saw that there was just the perfect amount of cleavage showing. She never appeared “slut-like” at the office, she just showed a little more than the rest of the women.
“Valerie?”
“Hello Randy,” she said, smiling at him as he appeared suddenly in her office. “What did I mess up this time?”
“Same as last time,” he said, shifting from foot to foot as he tried not to let his eyes lock on the tops of her breasts.
“Come show me,” she said, moving the file she had been pretending to read out of the way to make room for the expense reports that he was gripping tightly.
He moved over cautiously and stood beside her, placing the papers carefully in front of her. He had circled in bright red ink several things on the page and put question marks beside them.
“I don’t understand,” she said, looking at all of the circles, “where is the problem?”
He leaned over the desk, “Well here for example, you’ve charged a hotel room to the company and the receipt for the hotel is right here in town. Couldn’t you have just gone home?”
“I had just come in from the airport and the weather was really bad so I grabbed a room instead of fighting for a cab. It would have taken me 3 hours to get across the city and it was already after 2:00 a.m.”
“Here you’re not filling out your mileage correctly, rather you’re not filling it out at all. Remember how you’re supposed to record the odometer reading on Monday morning and then again on Friday after work?” He talked to her like she was a child.
“Did I forget that again?” She pretended to study the blank squares where her mileage was supposed to appear. “Yes, I guess I did. I’m sorry, I just can’t seem to remember to fill that out.” She looked up at him and arched her back a little, her breasts swelling under her thin blouse.
“We also need to discuss all of these charges that you’re expensing to your miscellaneous account. You’re way over budget there and maybe some of them actually belong somewhere else. Let’s start with this one…”
“I’d love to go through this with you Randy but I have to see a customer in 15 minutes and I need to get going.”
“It’s month end,” he said, frowning. “We need to get this in and through accounts payable so that it’ll hit the general ledger this month and then it will properly reflect your expenses. Mr. Conner is getting very demanding that we make sure all of you salespeople start to respect our schedule!”
She looked at him and blinked, not really giving a damn which month her expenses hit or if they hit at all. She wondered what he would say if she told him that Mr. Conner had once fucked her over the photocopier — how he had slapped her ass until it was pink and told her that he wanted photocopies of his cock fucking her pussy. She had to admit that the copies had turned out better than she expected. She had taken great satisfaction in fucking the head of accounting and then turning him down every time since then when he asked if they could get together. She was always very careful who she messed with, as it had to always be someone who couldn’t get her fired. Conner was harmless and didn’t count in the scheme of things.
She didn’t always “want” something from a man in the materialistic sense. Sometimes just the pure satisfaction of fucking with his mind by rejecting him when he came back for more was enough for her. Other times, if they could offer her something she wanted then she was receptive to it.
Hook. “When is the latest this can be put in?” she asked, stuffing files in her briefcase and trying to look like she was really concerned about his meaningless little problem.
“Monday morning they will run off all of the actual vs. budget reports so it needs to be done now.”
Line. “Right now is impossible, I wish I could help you. Short of you coming to my place tonight and working on them with me there, I don’t know what else I can do to help you. My afternoon is packed with clients and they are the ones who keep us both employed now, aren’t they Randy?”
“If we did that then I could bring them in on the weekend. I know that the folks in accounts payable are working overtime to get all of this in so maybe that’s the best route.”
Sinker. “Get my address from Arlene and I’ll see you there around 7:00 if that’s okay. We can order something in for dinner.”
“Sounds good,” he said, picking up the papers and almost running out of her office. Excited or scared? She smiled and put her phone on voice mail — she needed to do some shopping.
“How does that feel?” he asked, moving his eyes up to her face.
“Put the other one on and I’ll let you know.”
He slipped the other one on and then sat back and watched as she stood up and expertly walked in the heels. It was amazing how some women were just built to walk on those spikes.
“Perfect,” she purred as she walked a few feet and then sat back in the chair. She lifted her leg in the air and studied the shoe, turning her foot this way and then that. “Very nice.”
“Indeed,” he mumbled to himself as he stared at her panties. If he didn’t need his job then he wouldn’t have fought the urge to lean forward and drive his face between her thighs. He could feel his cock rising fast as he watched her lift her other leg and study her foot. Her panties were tight and he could see the outline of her lips, which was driving him wild. His cock started to throb as it pushed against his pants.
“I’ll take them,” she said as she crossed her legs. “Would you have this same pair in red?”
“Actually,” he gulped, “we have them in a deep red and also a bright red. Which would you prefer?”
She leaned forward, allowing him a perfect view of her breasts as she whispered, “I think you already know my preference in the color red.”
He nodded and blushed, standing up and turning quickly so she wouldn’t see his huge erection. She didn’t need to see it because she could sense it. Looking around the store she noted the other two salespeople, one woman and one man, and they were both busy with customers. Kicking off the shoes, she quietly followed him into the back room, undetected.
She found him in the third row, staring at boxes of shoes while he rubbed the front of his pants with his eyes closed. Sneaking up behind him, she wrapped her arms around his waist, startling him as she started to rub his cock through his pants.
“Did I do that to you?” she asked, whispering against his shoulder. She listened to him moan as she rubbed harder. “That wasn’t very nice of me, now was it?”
He couldn’t respond, all that he could think about was her hand on his cock and her breasts pushed up against his back. Her perfume filled his head and he wanted desperately to move away from her because he was afraid they would be caught but his legs wouldn’t move, it was like they were paralyzed.
Before he knew what was happening she had undone his zipper and was pulling his throbbing cock out of his briefs. Her long fingers wrapped around it and started stroking slowly.
“Very impressive,” she whispered as she tightened her grip and stroked harder. He felt like his cock was going to explode. “How’d you like to fuck me with this monster?”
“Fuck yes,” he moaned, as her thumb rubbed against the head of his cock.
Without ceremony, she let go of his cock and moved in front of him. Bending over slowly, she pulled up her skirt until it was around her waist and then waved her ass back and forth in front of him. The red thong was buried in the crack between her creamy cheeks and he grabbed the top of it and pulled it back. Moving his hand down, his fingers soon met with her slick pussy. He couldn’t believe how wet she was. Pulling the material aside, he moved forward and pressed the head of his cock against her pussy, quickly moving it up and down and feeling her warmth.
“Fuck me,” she growled as she held onto the shelf in front of her.
He grabbed her hips and shoved himself forward, driving his cock hard and deep into her. Her pussy grabbed at him and sucked him in all the way.
“You’re so fucking hot,” he said as his fingers dug into her hips and he started slamming into her. “So Goddamn fucking hot.”
Valerie tightened herself around his cock as he pulled back and then rammed back into her. His cock was long and thick and he used every inch of it as he fucked her hard. She held onto the shelf and it started rocking back and forth as he continued to hammer into her. Long hard thrusts that made her pussy contract and beg for more.
“Harder,” she growled, and he obliged, fucking her with everything he possibly could.
Boxes of shoes started falling off the shelf as he let go of one of her hips and reached up to pinch her nipple. Their ragged breathing filled the storage room and he wrapped his other arm around her waist as he felt her body starting to go limp.
“Cum,” he said as he crashed into her.
Valerie closed her eyes and felt the wave begin to wash over her body. Her nails scratched across the metal shelf as another box of shoes hit the floor. She bit her lip so she wouldn’t scream as her pussy gripped his cock and came hard. Her body was shaking as he gave two shallow thrusts and then a deep one and pressed his face into her back, groaning as he came deeply inside of her.
“Holy shit,” he said, breathing against her back.
“Get off me,” she said, pushing back and standing up, his cock falling out of her. They each fixed their clothing while looking at all of the shoes on the floor.
“Red — size 6,” she said as she quickly made her way back to the door, looked around the store and then slipped back into her chair.
“Have you been served?” a saleswoman asked her.
Valerie smiled and shifted in her chair, “Absolutely.”
She poured herself a glass of orange juice and leaned against the counter as she slowly drank it. The clock read 5:39 and Randy was due at 7:00. She had plenty of time to shower and pick out something to wear. When she thought about Randy she smiled — not because she really liked him but because she liked the package that he was made of. He was tall, muscular, and boyish looking although he had to be around 25. He had that innocent look mixed with the serious expression of an accountant that almost made him unapproachable because he seemed more interested in playing with his calculator than her. For the past month she’d been trying to slowly lure him into her web and finally the fly would be joining her for dinner — as dinner.
She laughed and put the glass in the dishwasher before heading down the hall to her bedroom. Her apartment was immaculate. She couldn’t tolerate a mess anywhere and always needed to be in control of her surroundings. She wondered what she should wear as she looked through her closet. It would have to be something casual since their plans were to sit around and crunch some numbers together. Actually she’d be crunching his head between her thighs but that would come later.
She pulled out a pair of faded ripped jeans. They were actually fairly new jeans that she’d carefully cut slits in under each ass cheek and one in the knee. After being washed about 20 times, the treads started to look worn naturally and she was proud of her achievement. She loved walking though the park, feeling men do double takes at her ass, seeing her creamy skin exposed. She pulled out a pink cropped tee shirt and closed the door, looking at the articles in her hands. They would be perfect — casual yet undeniably sexy.
The thought that any of the men she preyed upon might be gay never crossed her mind. For one thing, she could spot “them” a mile away, and secondly, she was positive that after a few hours with her they would change their preference.
She laid her clothes out on the bed carefully and then headed to the bathroom to soak in a hot bath, the excitement already building in her limbs.
“This is my friend Steve, I hope you don’t mind me bringing him along. I forgot that we were going to catch a movie tonight and I figured since this wouldn’t take long, we could just head downtown from here.”
Valerie narrowed her eyes at Steve who was openly admiring her breasts. “Come in Steve, please.”
Steve grinned as he passed her. Closing the door behind them she felt a little more than frustrated by Randy’s assumption that it was okay to bring someone with him.
“Have a seat,” she said, pointing towards the living room. “Can I get you anything to drink?”
“I’m fine,” said Randy.
“Me too,” added Steve.
She smiled sweetly, gritting her teeth as she followed them into the living room. Steve dropped himself into a wing chair and Randy sat on the couch. Valerie moved to sit beside Randy, shuffling sideways between the coffee table and his legs, knowing he’d be getting a full view of her ass. Sitting, she smiled at him and looked over at Steve who was still gawking at her. She had to admit that although Steve wasn’t so great looking, he certainly was built like an ox.
“What do you do for a living, Steve?”
“Construction,” he said flatly.
“I see. That must be really interesting.”
“Nope, it’s boring as shit but the pay is good.”
“Let’s start with this one,” Randy said, breaking into the conversation, or what there was of it.
She moved closer to him, her breast rubbing against his arm. He didn’t move his arm or even seem to notice as he detached her receipts from the back of the expense report and started spreading them out over the coffee table. Valerie looked over at Steve who was now flipping through Cosmopolitan. He was very intently looking at a page, his legs spread apart. Her eyes roamed over the crotch of his tight jeans that did nothing to hide the outline of his cock and he was definitely packing something very big in there.
“Okay, look at this one for example, it’s your cellular phone bill. That should go under this column for phone expenses, not miscellaneous.”
“Makes sense,” she said, smiling brightly at him.
She watched Randy as he started transferring her expenses onto a blank expense form. He had very long slim fingers, which she liked almost as much as long thick ones. She glanced over at Steve’s, which were the opposite — short thick fingers on hands that looked rough.
Steve whistled and turned the magazine around showing them a picture of a woman in a skimpy bra and panties. “No woman I’ve ever met looks like this babe. Man, would I love to bang someone like that!”
“Uhmmm Steve, would you mind keeping those comments to yourself?” Randy asked.
“Sure, but look at this chick, Randy. You just don’t find tits like that and I bet under those little panties is one hot little…”
“Steve.”
Steve shut up and shrugged, returning to the magazine. Randy looked slightly embarrassed and returned to the report. Valerie continued to watch Steve. Men like him repelled her because they were too comfortable with themselves and their sexuality. You couldn’t pounce on men like that because they just naturally assumed that you’d fuck them. She’d had dozens of “Steve’s” before when she wasn’t so picky about who she fucked. He wasn’t the kind of man that she preyed on now but at the same time there was something mildly intriguing about him.
Randy was still talking and she just nodded, trying to figure out her next plan of attack. She wanted Randy; and Steve was in the way — or was he? Maybe the combination of the uneducated unsophisticated construction worker and the intelligent refined accountant would be an interesting one. She wondered how these two had become friends.
“Have you two known each other long?” she asked.
“Yup, been friends since public school,” Steve offered. “Hey, where’s your bathroom? I really gotta go.”
Valerie pointed, “Down the hall, first door on your right.”
Steve left and Valerie looked at Randy. “You two seem like a very odd couple to be friends. The obvious differences between you, I mean.”
Randy laughed, “Yah I guess we are but we’ve grown on each other. I know I don’t look the type, but I like hanging out and shooting pool down at The Pub — if we are here too late and miss the movie, then we’ll probably do that, shoot pool, drink beer and generally do guy things.”
She sat back and crossed her legs, resting her arm on the back of the couch behind him. “What does that mean — guy things?” she asked like she didn’t have a clue what he meant. Men were men and all the same.
Randy grinned, “Just like I said. Pool, beer and then there are the women who hang around down there.”
“Women?”
“Where are the women?” Steve asked, plopping back down in the chair and spreading his legs apart. His bulge looked bigger for some reason.
“Randy was telling me about you two and that place called The Pub,” Valerie explained.
“Oh yah, there are some hot chicks down there. Hot and willing, although Randy here doesn’t do well with them.”
“Shut up Steve,” Randy said, blushing.
“Why not?” she asked. “You’re a very nice, good looking guy. It would seem to me that women would be jumping at the chance.”
“I wish,” he said laughing. “I just don’t have the moves that Studly over there does.”
Steve beamed and Valerie turned her attention back to Randy. “Maybe you do and you don’t know it. Tell me how you would approach a woman.”
“Valerie really, it’s not important. Let’s finish these reports so we can get out of your hair.”
“Steve, why don’t you get us all a beer out of the fridge,” she said, pointing towards the kitchen.
“Cool,” he said and leapt out of the chair and wandered into the kitchen.
She watched him disappear and then turned back to Randy. “Really, why don’t you tell me how you approach women and maybe I can give you some feedback on it. Believe it or not, I do get approached by a lot of men and I think I’d be a good judge.”
“There is no doubt in my mind that you’d know about these things Valerie. I mean you’re stunning,” he blushed and continued, “but I’d be too embarrassed.”
“You’ll be fine,” she said, reaching out to touch his arm. “I’d really like to help you out with this.” Actually she wanted him naked and under her and didn’t feel like stroking his stupid fucking ego but she would do what needed to be done.
“With what?” Steve asked, entering the room and handing each of them a bottle of beer.
“Valerie wants to see my approach,” Randy said, twisting off the beer cap and taking a deep drink.
“Show her man,” he said sitting in the chair and smiling. “Show her what you’re made of.”
“Geeze, this is stupid and embarrassing,” Randy said.
“It’s not!” Valerie said. “Okay, let’s say that we are at a bar right now and you want to ask me to dance. What do you say?”
“We need tunes!” Steve said, jumping up and moving to the stereo. He turned it on and the radio started playing. “Okay, go get her buddy.”
Randy looked uncomfortable. “Okay, uhmmm… let’s see.” He cleared his throat and took another drink of his beer. “Hi, wanna dance?”
Valerie smiled, “No thanks.”
Randy moaned and leaned back on the couch. “Told ya, I suck at this.”
“What would you say Steve?”
Steve moved forward in his chair. “I love this song, would you do me the honor of dancing to it with me?”
Valerie blinked. Did that line really come out of him? Even his tone had changed when he said it. It wasn’t the greatest of lines but it was how he presented it.
“Not bad,” she said, smiling at him. Not good either but she hadn’t expected much from him anyway.
Steve got up and offered her his hand. She took it and he pulled her into the middle of the floor and wrapped his arms around her. He pulled her close and started swaying, rubbing himself against her. Valerie could feel his cock against her stomach and his breath in her ear. His hands moved down to her bare lower back and then she felt his lips on her ear before he began to whisper into it.
“You’re one hot chick and I bet you fuck like a tiger, don’t you? I bet you’d enjoy having my cock pounding into your sweet little cunt, over and over.”
Valerie pulled back, not feeling in control anymore and trying to control her anger. “See Randy? That was easy right? Why don’t you come over here and dance with me?”
Steve grinned and resumed his position in the chair, tipping his beer to Randy as he walked by. “Good luck buddy.”
Randy loosely wrapped his arms around her waist and roughly swayed to the music. Valerie pulled herself closer to him and made him slow down, swaying a little smoother. She played with the back of his hair with her fingers, smiling up at him.
“Isn’t this nice?” she said quietly.
Randy smiled and nodded.
“Why don’t you hold me a little tighter,” she suggested.
He pulled her closer, feeling her firm breasts pinned against his chest. His hands slid down a little and met her bare skin and she rubbed against him a little. Her skin was soft and warm. He could feel his cock growing hard against her and she wasn’t helping it any, the way she was moving against him.
“Mind if I cut in?”
They stopped and looked at Steve. Before she could say anything, Randy moved out of the way, releasing her to Steve who automatically grabbed her and pulled her against him. This boy needed to be taught a lesson in manners.
He ground himself against her, “I know what you need babe, so why don’t you let me show you?”
“Actually,” she whispered back, “I know what you need Steve, come with me.”
“Alright!”
She took his hand and led him out to the balcony. Steve leaned against the railing and smiled. “You wanna fuck me out here huh? A little exhibitionist in you?”
“Something like that,” she whispered and quickly turned around, walking back in the sliding glass door and locking it behind her. She blew the very surprised Steve a kiss and turned back to Randy who was laughing hard.
“Now, let’s continue our dance, shall we?”
“Maybe I should just take the reports and Steve and leave you alone. I can redo your reports — just sign a bunch of the blank forms and they’ll never know once I run them through the printer. I appreciate your help Valerie.”
“You’re more than welcome to take the reports but then I’ll be the one owing you something so why don’t you come back over here and finish dancing with me. Steve will be fine out there for a while.” The bastard deserved to be sitting out there, unable to touch her in the ways that she knew he wanted to.
Randy moved back over to her, taking her into his arms and swaying slowly to the music. He liked the way she felt against him.
“One moment,” she said, pulling away from him. She went to the light switch and turned the knob, the lights immediately responded, dimming. A soft glow filled the room and as she walked back to him. She glanced out the patio doors to see that Steve had made himself comfortable on a lawn chair that he had placed right in front of the doors and he was smoking a cigarette as he watched them.
Randy took her back into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head as they started to sway again. Casually he let his hands slide up and down her back, going a little further down her tee shirt each time until his hands made contact with her bare skin. He could feel her breath penetrating his shirt and seeping into his skin and the way her hard breasts felt against his chest made him pull her tighter to him. She tilted her head back and looked up at him with her dark brown eyes. She truly was a very attractive woman, though she had to be about 10 years older than him.
“You’re a good dancer,” she whispered, rubbing her stomach against him.
“Dancing is one thing I can do,” he said, smiling down at her.
“What is it that you don’t think you can do?”
He thought about his answer. “Well, obviously I’m not good with pick-up lines.”
“Takes practice,” she responded. “What else?”
Randy shifted, uncomfortably. “I dunno, Valerie. I’m just not really experienced with this stuff.”
“Have you ever had sex?” she asked, sweetly but bluntly.
“Uhmm, yah, a few times actually.”
“And did you like it?” She leaned back some in his arms, her hips grinding against his thighs.
Randy smiled, “Oh yah, big time. I’ve been with a few women and enjoyed it all.”
Valerie smiled and wondered who these other women were. Secretly she wished that Randy were still a virgin. She loved it when she came across a virgin. There was nothing like making their first experience be the best they would ever receive in life. Forever they would be comparing all future lovers to her — seeing all others pale in comparison.
She slowly started pulling his shirt out the back of his pants and slipped her hands up, touching his warm skin. She felt him shiver and she smiled. “Did they suck your cock Randy?”
Randy looked a little shocked at her question and swallowed. “Uhmm a couple of them, yah.”
“Did you push your face between their legs and lick their pussy?”
“A couple of times,” he gulped.
Valerie frowned, slightly, “Don’t you like licking and sucking on a woman’s pussy — pushing your tongue into her and fucking her with it? Sucking on her clit as you push your fingers into her wet pussy?”
He felt her nails scratching across the small of his back. “No, no, I did, I mean, I do — yes I like that a lot, I just haven’t had the opportunity to do a lot of it.”
She smiled, “Good, because it’s very important that you show a woman that you want to please her fully and not just yourself.” She moved her hands up, pulling his shirt up further as she pressed her breasts harder against him and moved back and forth, feeling her nipples growing as hard as his cock which was pushed tightly against her stomach.
“Did any of them let you fuck their ass Randy?” she whispered.
Randy stopped moving and stared at her. She was driving him insane whispering to him like that. “No,” his voice cracked.
“That’s too bad,” she replied, moving her hands over his sides to his chest, still under his shirt. She rubbed her fingers against his nipples, twisting them slightly and he moaned. “I think it’s something that everyone should experience at least once. Be able to feel how hot and tight a woman’s ass is — feel her squeezing your cock as you fuck her.”
“Uh huh,” he managed to wheeze out.
“Would you like to fuck me, Randy, right now?”
He gulped, feeling like he could no longer move. “Uh huh.”
“Shall we let Steve watch?”
“Uh huh,” he felt his blood heading south, no longer able to think straight and he couldn’t move his legs.
“If he’s a good boy, then maybe he can join us later.”
“Uh huh.”
She unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off his arms, leaning over to lick both of his nipples as the material was pulled over his hands. She tossed it on the floor as she sucked his nipple into her mouth and pulled back, nipping it with her teeth. His hands flew to the back of her head, stroking her hair as he moaned. He had a beautiful, well-sculptured chest with no hair. She licked and nipped, loving the sounds of his moans and the way his fingers were tugging at her hair. Kissing down his stomach, she dropped onto her knees in front of him, letting her hand roam over the front of his jeans.
“Your cock is so hard,” she whispered as she looked up at him. He moaned and she pressed her mouth against it, blowing hot breath through the material. He shivered, his fingers gripping her hair harder.
She unbuttoned his jeans and tugged the zipper down. His cock was so hard that his jeans were molded to him. She pulled his jeans down around his ankles and admired the huge head of his cock that was sticking out under the elastic of his blue briefs. Sitting up on her knees, she leaned close enough to lick under the swollen head once and then blow on it. Randy’s whole body shook and she smiled before moving forward again and letting her tongue run smoothly all over his head, tasting his excitement. She pressed her forehead against his stomach as her hands moved behind and gripped his ass, pulling him against her as she opened her mouth and slowly moved her lips over his throbbing cock. Her lips tightened, holding just the head of his cock in her mouth, lashing at it with her tongue. He moaned and roughly pushed his fingers in her hair, whimpering softly as her fingernails dug into his flesh.
“God yes,” he moaned, trying to push his hips forward to get her to take more of him into her hot wet mouth.
She pulled his briefs down his legs as her mouth slowly moved down his shaft, the head of his cock running over the roof of her mouth and back. His cock was thick and heavy, throbbing between her lips as she took him in — and when she pulled her mouth back, she let her teeth graze over his skin while sucking in hard. Randy groaned and held the back of her head, moving her mouth back onto his cock. His hands guided her head as he fucked her mouth faster, feeling her hard tongue flick the underside of his cock.
Valerie’s fingernails dragged up and down the back of his thighs as he drove his cock into her mouth. She could feel his balls bouncing off her chin as she continued to suck and lick him.
Steve watched, listening to the heaviness of his own breathing. He quickly undid his jeans and pulled out his aching cock as he watched Randy fucking Valerie’s mouth fast and furiously. He stroked his cock slowly, wanting to relieve some of the pressure but he didn’t want to cum, that would only happen when he was inside of that slut somewhere, somehow.
Valerie pushed her head back, letting his cock slip out of her mouth. Randy was panting and shaking. She licked up his cock, her eyes moving upwards to his face. He was watching her lick his cock and he moaned, wanting to shove it back into her hot mouth.
“Did you enjoy that?” she whispered, her voice deep and sultry.
Randy nodded, feeling like an idiot but he couldn’t find his voice. He watched her stand up before him, smiling.
Without a word she moved her hands to the bottom of her tee shirt and started pulling it up. Slowly she revealed her white satin and lace bra. He could see her nipples sticking out through the lace. She pulled it over her head and placed it on the back of the couch.
“Would you like to suck on these?” she said as her fingers pulled on her nipples through her bra.
Again he nodded, hypnotized by her hands. She pulled her nipples; stretching them and then letting them go. They strained against her bra as her hands moved to the thin shoulder straps, pulling them down her arms a little. She moved her fingers to the cups and pulled them down just far enough so that her nipples appeared over the lace. Randy felt his mouth going dry, looking at her standing before him, her breasts half exposed with nipples sticking out like long pencil erasers.
Steve wished she would turn around and then she did. His hand moved faster, looking at her big tits falling out of her bra. He wanted to suck them so badly that he could almost taste them now, feel their bumpy texture against his tongue. He’d suck them in deep and bite them, making her whither beneath him. His eyes were transfixed as she leaned over and started pulling her jeans down. He moaned, wishing he were in Randy’s spot right now, watching her ass come into view. He started feeling anxious, squeezing his cock and stroking harder.
Randy sucked in his breath as he watched her slide off her jeans. Her ass was covered by a pair of white panties, barely wide enough to cover the crack of her ass. He stepped on his jeans, trying to get them off of his feet as she leaned forward more, almost in half, pulling off her jeans. Her butt swayed back and forth and he could see her pussy beneath the material, just waiting for him.
She stood up and turned around slowly. His eyes moved down her body, taking it all in. Her large breasts led down to a small waist, which curved out into luscious hips. The lace front of her panties did very little to cover her pussy and he absently took his cock into his hand and started stroking as he eyed her small triangle of dark hair, pointing down to bare pouty lips. Valerie watched him in amusement as he drooled over her body.
She moved over to the patio doors, walking backwards and motioning for Randy to follow her. He moved as if in a dream, following her. He watched as she moved down onto the carpet right in front of the doors — Steve now had a front row seat for the event. Looking down at her he fought the urge just to jump on her. He wanted to show her that he could please her as much as he knew she could please him.
Her fingers moved to her breasts, pulling on her nipples as she brought her knees up and spread them. He quickly moved to the floor, placing himself between her legs, leaning over her. Placing one hand on either side of her head, he went to kiss her and she pushed his head down to her breast. Taking the puffy nipple into his mouth he sucked it in, flicking at the tip with his tongue. She arched against him, her hands on the back of her head, holding his mouth tight against her.
“That’s right,” she moaned softly.
As Randy sucked on one breast and fondled the other, Valerie turned her head to the side and looked out through the glass at Steve. He was stroking his big cock, looking back at her, directly into her eyes. Her face showed the passion she was feeling as her nipples were being licked and sucked. Randy’s tongue ran under the material of her bra, licking the underside of her breast as his fingers pinched her nipple gently. She moaned and arched, rubbing against him. He sat back on his knees and cupped both breasts, pushing them together as he rubbed her swollen nipples hard with his thumbs.
As he massaged her breasts, she brought her legs up, running her feet up his sides, under his arms and up his shoulders. She rubbed them against the side of his head for a moment and then locked her ankles behind his head. In one quick movement, she pulled her legs forward, bringing him down. Randy let go of her breasts and caught himself from falling, his face pressed against her stomach. He kissed it as he pulled his arms out from her leg grip and pushed his hands under her back. Her legs tightened and she arched, pulling his head down until his face was pressed against her pussy. She could feel his hot breath against her skin as she held him there, between her thighs and pulled on her nipples, admiring the way her long red painted nails looked against her skin.
“Taste me,” she said, loosing her grip enough for him to move a little.
As she felt Randy shifting around, getting into position to let his mouth make love to her pussy, she looked out the window again. Steve was watching Randy intently, just about drooling as he watched his friend move aside the crotch of her panties and run his tongue up her lips.
Steve could feel her watching him and he didn’t give the satisfaction of looking at her face. He watched as Randy pushed his tongue between her lips, up and down. He let go of his cock, knowing that he was only a few strokes away from cumming. Sitting back in his chair, he lit another cigarette and watched as Randy moved his hands up and around her thighs until his fingers were touching her pussy. He groaned as Randy spread her lips apart, revealing the pink silky flesh that was hidden between her lips. He could see her clit and just about taste her. It looked hard and when Randy wrapped his tongue around it her body responded by shaking. He wanted in there — he wanted to shove his cock into her and he didn’t really care where. Taking another drag of his smoke he smiled. He knew women like this and the little bitches always gave in after they were finished their tease. By night’s end, he’d have her begging for more, he was confident of that.
“God, yes… right there Baby… oh yes, push your tongue into me…” she closed her eyes as she rocked against his face. She was sure that he must have done this more than he let on or he just had a talent because his tongue was fucking her fast and hard as he pulled on her clit with his fingers. She tugged on her nipples, rubbed her pussy harder against him, soaking his face.
Randy moved one arm and brought it down under her as his tongue circled and then drove into her. She tasted sweet; her juices running all over his face as he tried to get a firm grip on her clit, which was so wet that it kept slipping from between his fingers. Moving his mouth up, he replaced his tongue with a finger, driving it into her hard and fast. Her pussy clenched it, holding it inside of her tightly but he pulled it back and right out.
“No,” she whispered, panting. “Put it back in me Randy, please Baby…fuck me with your fingers.”
He loved the way she whimpered when he shoved two fingers into her, pulling on her clit with his teeth. His fingers worked in and out of her, rotating them as he pounded into her. Her juices were flowing out of her body, which was shaking beneath him. He wanted to feel her cum because he needed to fuck her really soon. Lying on the carpet, he had been rubbing himself against it and couldn’t take much more. His pinky finger rubbed her wetness around and as he fucked her pussy with three fingers now, he moved his baby finger down and pushed it into her ass. She growled and moaned seconds before locking her legs around his head and he couldn’t move it.
He bit her clit lightly as his fingers pushed into her pussy and ass at the same time, with as much movement as she was allowing him. Her body began shaking really hard and her pussy started crushing his fingers. She was cumming and as she did he sucked her clit into his mouth and held it there, stretching it. When she came he could hear a muffled scream and feel the flood against his fingers.
Valerie slowed down as the wave washed over her body, feeling her body coming alive and releasing in a flurry of spastic movements. Panting, she looked down to see Randy’s head trapped between her legs. She released her thighs and dropped her head back to the floor. His fingers left her body and his tongue took over, lapping at her.
“That was incredible,” he moaned looking up at her and smiling, feeling proud that he had done such a good job. Now he was going to finally get to fuck her and his body shook in anticipation.
“Let Steve in now,” she said, looking him straight in the eye.
“What?”
“Let Steve in,” she repeated.
“But..”
“Just do it Randy,” she ordered.
He stood up and walked over to the door, flipping up the lock and pulling it open. Steve got out of his chair and walked by Randy, missing the look Randy shot him. He looked down at Valerie lying on the floor, wiggling out of her panties, looking like the sexy slut that she was. His hard cock was sticking out from his zipper and he reached out and started stroking it.
“Randy,” she whispered in her sexy voice, “come up here and kneel behind my head.”
Randy immediately moved up to her head, pushing her hair out of the way as he kneeled down, his cock resting on her forehead. She pulled her legs up and touched his shoulders and he grabbed her ankles and then spread his arms out, opening her.
Steve gripped his cock, looking down at her pussy spread out before him. He watched as she tilted her head back and started licking Randy’s cock. Pulling off his jeans, his eyes were transfixed on her pink tongue running up and down Randy’s shaft and around his purple head.
He yanked off his shirt and then moved down between her legs, smelling her excitement as he moved closer. Her enlarged clit was wet and shiny and he touched it with the tip of his tongue, causing her to wiggle beneath him. Turning his head slightly, he took one of her lips between his and started sucking it into his mouth, chewing lightly on her skin as he put his hands under her ass and held her against his mouth. He pulled his head back, stretching her skin as his fingers dug into her flesh. Slowly he released her and moved his tongue up and down, tasting her juices as they still flowed out of her. Her pussy was wet and hot, almost steaming with desire. Stiffening his tongue, he pushed it into her and felt her tighten around it as he wiggled it.
“Oh yes,” she cried out.
Randy watched in fascination as his friend fucked Valerie with his tongue. His grip tightened around her ankles as she moved her head back further and started licking his balls. His cock lurched and smacked against her chin as she sucked one into her mouth. Steve looked up at Randy and smiled, his face wet with her cream and then brought his mouth down onto her clit and sucked in, pulling back hard causing her to jump. Randy pulled himself back, not wanting to be bitten, or at least not where her mouth currently was.
She grabbed his cock and started stroking it before she brought it down to her pursed lips. As she held the base of his cock, she shook her hand and banged it against her lips. Randy moaned and rocked his hips as he pulled her legs open and shut.
Steve backed his face away and slid his hand up and down her wet cunt, feeling her juices soak into his hand. Randy held her legs wide apart and Steve brought his hand back and then lightly slapped her clit.
“Oh God yes,” she cried, raising her hips to him. “More…harder…” she begged.
He slapped her again, feeling her hard clit against his fingers. Again she whimpered and he started rubbing his hand up and down again. On an upward movement, he curled his fingers and pushed them into her pussy hard; driving them right into her until his fingers completely disappeared. Her pussy sucked his thick fingers in and he added a third, stretching her as he rammed them in and out. He loved listening to her whimper, begging for more.
Getting up on his knees, he fucked her harder with his fingers, each time pushing them into her as far as they would go and then wiggling them as he pulled them out. Her hips were rocking as she continued to lick Randy’s cock, stopping every few seconds to either rub it against her cheek or bang it against her lips.
Randy watched as Steve pushed his big fingers into her, amazed at how hard he was ramming them into her and how hot she was getting. Each time she banged his cock on her lips he let out a little moan. His body was shaking with desire.
“Maybe you’d like a finger or two in your ass,” Steve said, not waiting for her to answer as he pushed his index finger into her. Immediately she tightened around it and growled. He knew she wanted that and he pushed another one into her. Both hands were moving at the same time fucking her hard and fast, knowing that any second she would cum because of the way she was moving.
The room was filled with gasping sounds, heavy breathing and the sucking noises Steve’s fingers were making.
“Oh fuck!” Valerie moaned. She let go of Randy’s cock and dropped her hands to the floor, grasping onto the carpet tightly. Her body shook hard, gurgling noises escaping her throat before she let out a deafening scream.
Steve twisted his fingers as she clenched them. He could feel her cum flowing against his skin and he slowly removed his fingers and watched as it slowly drizzled out of her pussy. He brought his fingers down and scooped up some of her cream and then pushed up between her legs, pushing his fingers into her mouth and watching her suck them off.
“You taste good, don’t you Baby?” he said, fucking her mouth with his fingers.
Randy let go of her legs and moved back away from her head. He wanted to fuck her in the worst way. He’d never seen a woman with this kind of sexual need before except in all of the porno’s he’d watched — even though he knew they were fake. Valerie was real and so fucking hot.
Valerie tried to catch her breath as Steve pulled his fingers out of her mouth. He grinned down at her and she disliked him more than she originally had. She had been right about him, he was too confident but he was also sexier than hell. She sat up and grabbed Randy’s arm, pulling him down onto the carpet and then pushed him onto his back.
Randy sighed and watched as she straddled his hips. She pressed herself down on him, rubbing her pussy up and down his cock, which was now pressed against his stomach. He moaned and reached up, pinching her nipples as she slid back and forth.
“Does that feel good?” she asked in a low voice, her pussy soaking his cock.
“God yes,” he groaned.
“Think it would feel better if your cock was inside me?”
“Uh huh,” he groaned as her clit ran down his shaft.
“Do you want to fuck me Randy?”
“Yes!” he yelled, his skin burning.
She leaned forward and pushed back, his cock slipping easily between her lips and then entering her. He let out a deep moan at the same time she did. He raised his hips as she sat back, pressing her body against him, impaling herself on his cock. Her fingernails scratched up and down his stomach as she rocked back and forth, grinding against him. He massaged her breasts, thrusting his hips up as she ground down against him for a moment and then starting raising and lowering herself on him faster.
“Yes,” she moaned, “harder, fuck me harder…”
He slammed himself into her as hard as he could, feeling her pussy tighten around his cock. Steve stroked his cock and admired the view from behind. He watched as Randy’s cock disappeared into her sopping pussy, thrusting into her and pulling back. He moved forward and kneeled, straddling Randy’s legs. Grabbing onto Valerie’s hips he let his fingers dig into her flesh as he pulled her up and then slammed her back down, driving Randy’s cock fully into her. She was growling like a cat, her body shaking hard.
Grabbing his cock he rubbed it up and down between her ass cheeks, teasing her as he put his hand on her back and pushed her forward onto Randy’s chest. Leaning forward, he slapped her ass with his cock a couple of times.
“Do you want this Valerie?” he said, pressing the head against her asshole.
“Yes, yes…fuck me,” she whimpered, pushing back.
He grabbed her hips and then thrust his hips forward, driving his cock into her ass. They both groaned and he pulled out slowly before driving back into her again. His hands pushed her forward and pulled her back — slowly at first and then he started moving her faster.
Randy closed his eyes, feeling the sensation of his cock inside her wet pussy, which was much tighter feeling now that Steve was fucking her too. The feeling was incredible; he didn’t even have to move because she was sliding up and down his throbbing cock, clenching it. Her breasts were pressed hard against his chest and she was biting his neck, moaning and whimpering.
“Bet you like this, don’t you Val?” Steve said smugly as he pumped into her. He was pushing and pulling her harder back against them.
She moaned in lieu of an answer, losing herself to the feeling of two cocks fucking her. She could feel Randy’s heart beating hard against her chest and his fingers were now going through her hair, stroking it and then pulling it. Their bodies were stuck together with sweat, their skin on fire.
Randy thrust up his hips hard and dug his fingers into her back as he started to feel his balls tighten and his cock lurch. He began bucking underneath her, the carpet burning beneath his skin as he moved. Steve leaned down and laid against her back, holding her down while Randy thrust up into her. He bit the back of her neck and then licked where he had just bitten, soothing her.
“Oh fuck,” Randy moaned, giving her two final pumps before cumming hard inside of her. Her pussy contracted around his cock, milking him until he finally became still beneath her, panting hard.
She moved up on her hands, looking down at him and smiling. “One down,” she said and slammed back against Steve.
“And one to go,” Steve said, finishing her sentence. He pulled his cock out of her and wrapped her arms around her waist. Pushing himself back, he pulled her tightly against him. Twisting himself around, he managed to get up on one foot and then the other, picking her up from behind. He looked down at Randy on the floor, totally spent and smiled as he moved to the balcony doors.
“Let’s you and me get some fresh air,” he whispered against her neck. He carried her to the railing and set her down. She gripped the cool bar tightly as he pulled her hips out and pushed his feet between hers, spreading her legs wide. Holding his cock he rubbed it between her legs, rubbing it in the wetness that clung to her. Her little whimpers were starting to get to him and he pushed his thick cock slowly into her, feeling it immediately surrounded by her heat.
“You’re so fucking hot,” he moaned as he held her hips and started hammering into her.
Valerie clung to the rail, looking down into the parking lot as his thrusts pushed her forward, harder and harder. She clenched around his cock, pulling it deeply inside and holding it there. She listened to him moan as his hands moved up and cupped her breasts, thumbs rubbing against her nipples.
Letting go with one hand, she moved it back between her legs and grabbed his swinging balls firmly. He let out a slight yelp and ploughed into her hard. Loosening her grip, she massaged them gently in her hand and then tugged down on them, driving him wild. He fucked her harder, his breathing becoming louder as he almost crushed her nipples between his fingers. She squeezed his balls again and he loosened his grip.
“Cum” she ordered, squeezing and rubbing the base of his cock with her thumb.
Steve gritted his teeth, wanting her to cum first so he could win their game. He slowed down his pace and she quickened hers, slamming back against him as her wet pussy grabbed his cock and her hand tightened around his balls. It was no use, he couldn’t hold back. He closed his eyes and his body began to shake as his cock exploded inside of her, filling her with his hot cum.
She could feel him cumming and she clenched him tight, still rocking against him as her fingers moved to her clit. She rubbed her hand back and forth across it and then began to quiver as she followed him into the orgasm. He held her tightly around the waist, feeling her legs give out as she moaned deeply and shook hard in his arms.
The second she regained her strength, she pulled herself away from him and went back into the apartment. Randy was still lying on the floor — he had been watching them intently. She walked by him and gathered up her clothes, taking them with her down the hall, disappearing into the bathroom without saying a word.
“I can’t believe we just did that,” Randy said, sitting up and grinning like an idiot. “That was so fucking hot.”
Steve grinned and pulled on his jeans, “Yah, she wasn’t bad at all.”
“Wasn’t bad? Wasn’t BAD? Are you nuts? That’s gotta be some of the hottest sex I’ve ever had and she was definitely enjoying it too. I could get used to spending weekends doing this.”
Steve laughed, “In your dreams buddy, in your dreams.”
Randy was doing up his buttons and Steve was finishing his warm beer when Valerie came down the hall, dressed and refreshed looking. Her hair was neatly brushed and she didn’t look like a woman who had just participated in a sex marathon.
“Did you want me to sign all of these?” she asked Randy as she sat down on the couch and started scribbling her signature across the bottom of the expense reports.
Randy looked at Steve and then at Valerie. “Yah, I guess so. Valerie that was really incredible, I mean…”
She cut him off. “You’ll finish these for me right?”
“Well yah,” he said, “but Valerie what we just did was…”
“Yah, yah, it was wonderfully orgasmic and insanely erotic,” she said flatly, “now here are the signed papers and I don’t want to hear that I didn’t complete them in time, understood?”
Randy’s mouth dropped open and then he clenched his jaw. “Right, that was the deal.”
Steve pulled Randy to the door and looked back at Valerie and smiled. “Don’t worry Randy, she’ll come begging for more very soon.” He pulled him out the door and left Valerie standing there with her hands in her jeans pockets.
“Not in this lifetime,” she said, smiling.
Randy looked up and nodded, pulling a file out from under a large stack of papers. “Right here. They just need to be transferred into the expense program and printed off.”
Mark Conner held out his hand and accepted the file. “So you were able to get together with her privately and hammer out the details?”
He grinned at his choice of words, remembering the conversation he had had with Randy before sending him to Valerie’s office on Friday. He knew that she usually took off to shop every Friday afternoon and would be itching to get out of the office and he’d also noticed the way she had been eyeing up Randy. At that moment the final stages of his plan had started to form in his brain. When he hinted to Randy that chances were excellent that he could get some action from her, his nephew jumped at the opportunity. He smiled thinking about how his brother had asked him to give Randy a job to try and teach him the meaning of responsibility and here he was sending him out on a mission that involved screwing the “company mattress.” Randy was a good kid and very smart but he also had a way with women that kept getting him in trouble. They seemed to like his “innocent” looks and act and want to nurture him.
Randy tried not to laugh, “Yes Sir, I did as you advised and accounting has never been so….exciting.”
Mark clenched his jaw, feeling a certain rage and yet a satisfaction at the same time as he held the file tightly in his hand. “Good,” he said and then headed back to his office, closing the door behind him.
From behind his terminal, he clicked an icon and brought up the program for the expense reports. Placing the blank signed sheets into his laser printer, he clicked the print button and the printer started to hum. One by one he watched them print out, 4 in all.
From his desk drawer he pulled out a stack of receipts and stapled them to the proper report, whistling while he did it. When all of the reports were stapled, he stuffed them back in the folder and left his office.
“Judy, do you have Welshmen’s file?”
Judy looked up at her boss and shook her head. “I re-filed it, I thought you said that you were done with it.”
“Actually I need it again.” He rocked back and forth and she nodded, scurrying away to get the file. After she was out of sight, he took out Valerie’s expense reports and placed them in the middle of a pile of expenses that Judy had been keying. She was facing a tight deadline to get them all keyed so he knew that she wouldn’t be looking them over carefully which is exactly what he was counting on.
“Here you go,” she said, handing him the thick file.
“Thanks,” he said, smiling at her as he left.
He tossed the unwanted file on his desk and leaned back in his chair, grinning to himself as he stared out the window. It wouldn’t happen immediately, maybe a month or so from now when the internal auditors came in to prepare for year-end. Eventually they would focus on the expense reports and go over them, finding the receipts that he’d collected over the past month. They would first notice the lack of any other signature besides her own. All expenses were to be approved by a manager, so without a second signature they would look suspicious and warrant further investigation. Upon that investigation they would find out all sorts of discrepancies and over ten thousand dollars worth of charges to her company credit cards that had nothing to do with company business. None of the charges could be traced back to him, he was positive of that.
He mentally patted himself on the back. The little slut would be fired for fraud and he would get great pleasure out of watching her pack up her office. That would teach her for messing around with him — fucking his body and then with his mind. Refusing to be with him a second time and basically making a mockery out of him had been her fatal mistake.
He swung around in his chair and noticed something crawling across his desk. Rolling up a piece of paper, he swatted it, killing it instantly. Looking at the little body squished on the paper he mumbled “damn spiders” and tossed it into the garbage.
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