| Mary knocked
on the door tentatively. Tap-tap?
A bellow rattled the door. "Come!" Mary
squared her shoulders and marched into the small cubicle
that served as the office for her boss, who ran the
news operation at WJM-TV.
Lou Grant was a balding fireplug, short and squat
with beefy arms that bulged out of his rolled-up sleeves.
As Mary came into his office, he slid closed the drawer
where he kept his bourbon and planted both meaty fists
on his cluttered desk. His expression softened as he
saw who it was.
"What is it, Mary?"
"Uh, Mr. Grant, you know, I've been here quite
awhile now, and ..."
"That's right, Mary, you have. How long has it
been now?" His bushy eyebrows rose with the question.
"Well, about a year."
"That long? Gee, it seems like only yesterday
I hired you. Took you off the street. Gave you a job.
Saved you from..."
"I don't want a raise, Mr. Grant."
"Oh. So it's been a year, huh?"
"Well, yes. And, you know, Mr. Grant, in all
that time, I've never had a day off? Not even a sick
day. And, well, Rhoda -- you know my friend Rhoda? --
the department store's sending her to a convention in
Florida next week. Florida! And I could share her hotel
room, and one of the other window dressers just canceled
so there's a plane ticket available, and ... Can I go,
Lou's face clouded over and he leaned forward to glare
at her. "I can't let you take a vacation, Mary.
We need you. The STATION needs you. How can we put out
a newscast without you?"
"But, Mr. Grant, you did all those years before
I came here..."
"Yes, and see where it got us? We don't want
to go back to those days, Mary. Now, do we?" His
chair squeaked as he leaned back, satisfied he'd made
"But, Mr. Grant, you took vacation just last
"Well, I'm not as important as you are, Mary."
She brought her knees together and leaned toward the
desk. "Well, if I'm so important, Mr. Grant, maybe
I SHOULD get a raise. I mean..."
Lou raised himself up and walked around to the front
of his desk, maneuvering through the tight squeeze between
Mary's legs and the desk. "Look, Mary," he
said, leaning against the desk, "you're not getting
any raise. The station can't afford it. And we can't
afford to give you a vacation. I'm sorry, but that's
Mary began to sniffle as she looked up at him. "But,
Mr. Grant, it's ONLY one week. Please?"
The office was cramped, so cramped that there was
hardly room to move. Sitting on the desk as Lou was,
he was almost in Mary's lap as she sat back against
the opposite wall. He could smell her flowery perfume,
see the flush on her cheeks, the start of a tear at
the corner of one eye.
Lou rubbed his face with his right hand. "Mary,
I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do."
"But, Mr. Grant, I really need this vacation.
Please! I'll get my work done in advance. I can get
a week's worth of schedules, update the filing ... I'll
do anything you need, just let me go to Florida!"
Lou's hand slowly dropped from his face. He looked
at Mary without speaking.
The first thing he noticed, the first thing anyone
noticed about Mary Richards, was her bright smile. Even
now, pleading as she was, she mustered a brave grin.
It lit up her face like a beacon, drawing the eye to
her high cheekbones, sparkly eyes, short, shiny dark
Lou kept going, taking in a compact body in a blue
business suit cut short enough to show off a fantastic
pair of legs. He rested both hands behind him on the
desk and looked her squarely in the eye.
"Do you really mean that, Mary?"
She blinked. "Mean what?"
"That you'll do anything to go?"
"Oh, yes, Mr. Grant!" Her grin widened.
"What do you need? Something for that special we
were going to do on the mayor's office? What?"
"Well, this is something not quite related to
work," Lou said slowly. "It's kind of, you
do a favor for me, I do a favor for you. You know, Mary."
"Well, OK, I guess. I mean, I really NEED this
vacation, Mr. Grant."
"Fine, Mary. That's just fine." As he spoke,
Lou lowered the zipper on his pants and undid the belt,
pulling his slacks down to reveal a pair of white boxer
shorts already beginning to tent in front.
"Mr. Gra-ant!" Mary's mouth opened wide
in shock. "I'm not that kind of girl!"
"Oh, come off it, Mary," Lou said, suddenly
grim- faced. "Don't tell me that guy who dumped
you before you came here never got anything. You're
way too old to be playing the innocent virgin, Mary.
This is how it is: You want a vacation, you suck my
"Mr. Grant, you're drunk."
"Yeah, and so what? I'm still your boss, drunk
or not. But I won't be your boss if you don't do what
I say, Mary."
She stared at him as he pulled down his shorts, exposing
a short, thick dick already stiff and standing out from
his dense pile of pubic hair. "I mean now, Mary,"
he said flatly. She was shocked; he'd never acted like
this before. But she was also strangely aroused. It
had been so long since she'd had a man, even Mr. Grant
was beginning to look good to her. Oh, well, it wouldn't
be the first time.
Like a robot, Mary stiffly dropped to her knees in
front of him. She looked up at him pleadingly, but Lou
only took her head in his hands and drew her to him.
Opening her mouth and closing her eyes tightly, she
took him in. His cock was short enough for her to take
it all in, even when he pressed forward and his crinkly
hair rubbed against her nose.
"God damn it, Mary, don't just stand there,"
Lou commanded. "I said suck it!"
Mary slowly closed her lips around his rod and began
to move back and forth. As she pulled back, she could
see her spittle gleaming on his fat cock. Unhappy with
her pace, Lou grabbed her head more tightly and pushed
her down on him, faster and faster. "Use your tongue,
Mary!" he whispered. "You know how."
She licked the head of his cock and reached a hand
up to cradle his balls. "Yeah, that's it,"
he encour- aged her. She began to suck harder on him,
her cheeks hollowing with the effort. The familiar taste
of cock began to excite her.
As Lou began to moan in delight, Mary swung her head
underneath him and licked the underside of his rod from
balls to tip, then flicked her tongue at the head. Then
she grabbed his ass in both hands and pushed him into
her mouth all the way, building up to a frantic pace.
Lou's moaning got louder until he finally cried out.
"Damn, that's it! I'm gonna shoot! I'm gonna shoot
As he did, his cum jetting down Mary's throat, the
door to his office opened and a white-haired head peeked
around. "Hey, Lou," came the deep bass TV
voice of their anchor, Ted Baxter. "Can I talk
... Oh, sorry, Lou, I didn't know I was ... Mary! Hey,
Lou, that's Mary!" As he went on, Ted's voice got
higher and faster.
"Get in here, Ted," Lou ordered. Mary had
drawn back in shock and the last flecks of cum dotted
her face, which was turning bright red. Ted was an idiot,
but even worse, he had a big mouth. How could she ever
live this down if word got around?
Ted slipped in and closed the door behind him. He
looked back and forth from Lou to Mary and stared at
Lou's shrinking cock. A calculating look came into his
"About..." His voice came out as a squeak;
he cleared his throat and started again in a deep, booming
tone. "About that raise, Lou. The one you said
I couldn't have? Don't you think you should reconsider?"
Lou looked Ted straight in the eye while raising his
shorts and zipping up his pants. "No, I don't,
Ted," he said slowly, enunciating every word. Mary
looked from one man to the other, feeling Mr. Grant's
cum dry on her face as she followed their voices like
a spectator at a tennis match.
"But, Lou..." Ted was back to his high,
whining voice. "You don't want me to tell..."
"Look, Ted, I don't care what you saw. I can't
afford to give you a raise."
"OK, then, Lou, I'll..."
"You'll what, Ted? Tell the station manager?
Look, Ted, if I get fired, whoever takes over is gonna
can you before you can spit." Lou paused and looked
down at Mary, who was trying to shrink into her chair.
"Tell you what, Ted. I'll make you a deal. You
don't tell the station manager, OK. And I'll let you
"What!" Mary bounced out of her chair. "Mr.
Grant, you have no right to -- what do you think I am?"
"You've already shown what you are, Mary. Now
we're just dickering over your price. Tell you what,
I'll give you a second week of vacation."
"I don't..." She was furious, too furious
to form a coherent thought.
"You don't have a choice, Mary. Come on, Ted."
Without much resistance from Mary, Ted and Lou slipped
off her jacket, unbuttoned her white silk blouse, and
unzipped her skirt. Shortly they had her down to a plain
white bra and a demure pair of white blue cotton panties.
Shaking off their help, Mary herself had peeled down
her pantyhose and stepped out of her blue pumps. She
sighed inwardly but resolved to get it over with. At
least it would be a cock in her cunt, and she'd been
without one for too long. She hoped Ted wasn't as inept
at fucking as he was at everything else.
While Ted stripped, Lou swept the clutter off his
desk and dropped into his chair.
Ted stopped, one foot stuck in a trouser leg, and
looked at Lou. "You're not going to stay here,
"Where am I gonna go, Ted? It's my office."
"Just shut up and fuck, Ted."
Mary had unhooked her bra and released her cupcake-
sized breasts, adorned with small brown aureoles. Silently,
she stepped out of her panties and got onto the desk,
placing her ass on the edge facing Ted, her feet just
barely touching the floor. She looked up at him and
closed her eyes. I should think of something else, she
told herself -- no, of someone else, someone I'd really
like to be fucking right now. But who? And then she
got an idea.
Ted moved toward her, stroking a long, thickening
cock as he stared at her triangular bush and pale pink
pussy lips. He reached up and put two fingers up to
Mary's lips. Abruptly, she licked them, and he brought
his hand down and caressed her cunt until she was fully
Stepping forward, Ted eased his cock into her. Mary
grunted as he slipped it all the way in, pressing her
legs open wider as he began to pump into her. Mary lay
back on the desk as Ted grabbed her slim hips and drove
his cock into her cunt, giggling as he did. Mary's body
jiggled under the impact of his dick but she was other-
wise motionless, unwilling to give him any more pleasure
than she had to.
Lou looked hungrily at the rutting pair and bent down
to suck on Mary's tits, slobbering his tongue around
the sides and then sucking them into his mouth one at
a time. Mary's nipples hardened into tiny buttons as
Lou sucked one tit while mauling the other with his
rough hands. She kept her eyes closed tightly until
Ted shouted "Mary! Oh, Mary! I'm doing it, Mary!
I'm ...uuuuuuunnnnggghhhh!" Mary felt a warmth
burst into her cunt as Ted shot his wad into her.
"Geez, Ted, you coulda pulled out," Lou
said angrily, rising from his chair. "I sure hope
you're on the Pill, Mary. We don't want another Ted
Even as Lou was speaking, the door to the office opened
again. "Hey, guys, the show's starting in 15 min..."
Murray, Mary's best newsroom pal and the show's writer,
stood speechless in the doorway.
"Oh, Murray!" Mary tried to cover herself,
but soon gave up. What the hell, she was already the
office slut, she thought.
"Mary, how could you!" Murray stepped into
the office and shut the door behind him. The small room
was so crowded now that Ted banged into a file cabinet
and almost fell over as he tried to put his clothes
"With TED, Mary!"
"I mean, Mary, I knew you ... I mean, I figured
you ... I mean, I didn't think about it a lot, but you're
not a kid ... I mean, you're still young, but I knew
you saw guys ... I mean... with TED!"
"Oh, Murray! ... Murray!" As Mary watched
in stunned amazement, Murray flung off his clothes and
pushed Ted aside. His small pot belly overhung a slim
cock that lengthened as he moved closer to her. "I'm
sorry, Mary, but I just have to," he said softly
as he reached be- hind her knees and lifted her legs
up until her heels rested on his shoulders. "Mary,
I just have to!"
He pushed his cock into her already-wet cunt, driv-
ing between her reddening pussy lips and into the cushiony
dark tunnel. "Mary, you know I love you,"
Murray said. "I've always loved you, from that
first day." He pushed his cock deep into her, their
pelvic bones knocking together. "You're the most
beautiful woman I've ever known." He drew all the
way out and pushed back in, sliding deep within. "I've
wanted you so long. I just had to!" His hands roamed
up and down her shapely legs as he rammed himself into
She was angry and stunned, but also getting very hot.
She'd never even seen this many cocks in her whole life!
Closing her eyes again, she thought of her mystery lover.
Mary gripped the edge of the desk with both hands
as her body shook under Murray's frenzied pounding.
She groaned as his cock filled her cunt and her whole
body trembled with the impacts.
"I'm cumming, Mary," Murray murmured. Then
louder: "I'm cumming! I'm cummmmiiinnnggg!"
Again Mary felt the warmth burst inside her as Murray's
cum pulsed into her cunt.
As Murray's cock softened, he pulled out of her sopping
wet pussy. Mary lay back, too exhausted to move, as
he dressed. Ted and Murray opened the door and were
about to leave when Gordie, the weatherman, walked past.
He stopped short and stuck his head in the doorway.
"Jesus Christ, Lou, this place smells like a whorehouse!
Oh, hi, Mary... Mary?"
A loud groan shuddered out of her as Murray and Ted
pulled Gordie into the room, now packed wall to wall.
Quickly Gordie sized up the situation and shucked his
Mary stared up at him, awed. Gordie was tall and powerfully
built, his dark skin bulging with sinewy muscles, showing
the results of the weightlifting he did in his off hours.
He was just as she had imagined him when Ted and Murray
were banging away at her cunt. She smiled. She wouldn't
have to keep her eyes closed now, she thought.
With a tenderness Mary never expected from such a
strong man, Gordie caressed her taut stomach and gently
massaged her breasts. She murmured softly as he knelt
before her and began to lick the inside of her thighs.
She sighed as he moved closer to her crotch, still licking
and sucking. It felt like butterfly wings, she thought,
as Gordie began to flick his tongue at the edges of
Ted, Murray and Lou watched in silence as Gordie pressed
forward, tenderly spreading Mary's pussy lips with his
fingers and pressing his tongue into her steaming cunt.
She shivered all over and reached down, entwining her
fingers in Gordie's short, dark curls, moving her hips
to match his swirling tongue's motion. "Ohhhh,
Gordie fingered her clit, sending waves of passion
through her as he twiddled the sensitive button. Mary's
hips closed around him and her moans grew louder until
all at once she stiffened and a flood of juices poured
from her cunt. Gordie lapped them up and nuzzled her
crotch before rising.
Mary looked him in the eye. "I want you,"
she said huskily. "Give me that big black cock.
Give it all to me me, big man." Ted, Murray and
Lou exchanged shocked glances.
Gordie bent down and put his arms around Mary's waist,
lifting her easily up to him as he slid his cock inside
her. She gripped him tightly with her thighs as they
began to move together. Bending down to her, Gordie
kissed her hungrily and their tongues wrestled together.
Their passionate rhythm was so frenzied that Gordie's
cock filled her completely. When he withdrew, it released
a vacuum and their moans were joined by wild, primal
sounding noises as her cunt let go. Mary lifted her
legs, crossing her ankles behind Gordie's ass as her
breasts rubbed against his massive chest.
Crazed with lust, Mary kissed and sucked his face,
his neck, his shoulders, holding him to her tightly.
Gordie kept up a maddening pace, driving his huge cock
into her cunt again and again, his tight butt squeezing
with exertion as he buried himself to the hilt.
Ted and Murray fell back into their chairs, worn out
just from watching the spectacle. Lou pulled out his
bottle of bourbon, took a slug and passed it around
as the room grew hotter and steamier. Still Gordie and
Mary went at it, grinding together as sweat poured down
their bodies. Gordie's back was glistening with moisture
and Mary's hands slipped up and down it, her pale skin
standing out sharply against his ebony.
The sturdy metal desk began to squawk in protests
as their pounding grew wilder. Mary flung back her head
and shouted to the ceiling. "Fuck me, big man!
Harder! Harder! Yesss! Fuck me harder! Fuck me all the
way! Oooh, I want to feel you all the way inside me!
Pound it in! Yes!"
She spread her legs wide, making Murray duck as her
foot swung toward his head. "Get ready, Mary,"
Gordie yelled. "Get ready, I'm cumming!"
"Yes, yes, do it! Fill me up! I'm cumming! I'm
cummmmiiiinnnggg!" As Mary screamed in ecstasy,
Gordie let out a bellow and exploded inside her. His
ass bucked back and forth as cum shot out of his cock
and filled Mary's cunt, boiling out with her pussy juices
and dripping onto the floor. Mary's body was rocked
by wave after wave of intense orgasm and her fingernails
dug into Gordie's back as she gave herself up to utter
lust. "Oh, yessss! Yessss! God, yessssssss!"
Mary, as it turned out, took three weeks off that
month. But she never did get down to Florida with Rhoda.
She and Gordie did have a great time at home in Minneapolis,