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Denise the Hard Worker (M+F, work, nc)
By Rapemaster (aolaol@aol.com)
(c) 1992
You know how it is when you work in an office - good looking women
all around, dressed nice, showing their legs, smiling. But they've
all got boyfriends or husbands and anyway, when you're the security
guard like me, they don't pay much mind. I mean, some are friendly
but they wouldn't go out with you in a million years even if they
were single. Sometimes I'd go home and beat off thinking about
these women. But not for the last 18 months. In the last year and a
half me and my two friends Ray and Harlan have nailed thirteen of
these broads and we have another one lined up for this weekend.
I'll tell you about the first one, Denise. Denise is this nice
looking married woman who works for Aetna Insurance on the fourth
floor of the building I work at. She's got light-brown hair, nice
brown eyes, big round tits, good legs, a firm ass, a trim stomach.
She works out with a Stairmaster at home because she says she can't
stand these trashy women who let themselves go to hell. She's about
three inches shorter than me, so she's 5'7 or so and I'd say she
weighs 130 or 140. She has a really nice body.
Denise was always polite and pleasant to me. Sometimes when I was
making the rounds on her floor checking fire alarms and making sure
the empty offices were all locked, I'd hang at her desk for a
little while and we'd shoot the shit. It's not like we were good
friends or anything and I never would have dared to try and make
her, but we talked about family and what we watched on TV the night
before and that crap.
So the way it started was one day, she mentioned to me that her
husband was going off for this overnight thing in Rochester and
he'd be away Monday and Tuesday nights. She kind of laughed when
she said it and said if she was ten years younger she'd invite
friends over and have a party. I told her that she wasn't so old -
she's 36 now, she was 35 then - and she told me yeah but now, at
her age, she was just looking forward to having the place to
herself for a little while. I told her hell, give me her address
and I'd bring a keg over with some buddies. She kind of blushed and
said no, she was an old married lady and I should be ashamed of
myself, but I could tell she wasn't pissed off. So I laughed and
left.
That night my buddies Ray and Harlan came over to watch a
basketball game - I've got a big screen TV I bought with a winning
Lotto ticket a couple of years ago. While we were watching and
soaking up some beer I mentioned what Denise had told me and what
I'd said. Ray looked kind of thoughtful and then he said "you know,
that's not a bad idea - I mean, if this broad is good looking". I
said yeah, she's got a great body on her and she's pretty, too. Ray
said "well, if she's telling you when her hubbie's gonna be out of
town you can bet she wants it. We should just go over and give it
to her." I figured he was kidding and tried to blow it off but he
was serious.
He and Harlan started talking about it, with Harlan saying about
how we could get in trouble, she might scream or afterwards she
could tell her husband or call the cops. That started me thinking,
and I said well, I'd heard that a lot of women had fantasies about
being like kidnapped and forced to have sex and maybe Denise was
one of them. Then Ray said "yeah, and even if she isn't, you think
she's going to tell her husband she got fucked by three guys while
he was gone? As long as we don't leave any marks on her, she won't
say a word."
Harlan and me were getting into the idea now but Harlan said "yeah,
but we can't be sure and hell we could get put in jail for a long
time". Ray thought about that for a minute and said "Okay, we'll
take my Polaroid. We take pictures of the bitch getting it up the
ass, taking two of us at once, with us coming on her face,
everything. We make sure our faces aren't in any of them but hers
is in all of them. We tell her if she says anything we'll make sure
copies of those pictures go to everyone where she works. Hell, Phil
can use his scanner and post them on the fucking Internet."
Harlan and I thought about that. I said okay, we might as well go
for it, and anyway, if we could make her come a couple of times,
she'd probably like it too much to tell anyone about it, 'cuz
usually married people have boring sex lives.
The rest of that week was hard. I'd stop off at Denise's desk and
pop a boner knowing I was going to be fucking her on Monday night.
On Thursday she was wearing this white button up blouse and the top
two buttons were undone and she showed a lot of cleavage if she
bent over a little. I knew she had no idea she'd be sucking my cock
in four days whether she liked it or not and it really made me
crazy. On Friday morning Ray and Harlan came over to my building on
their lunch break and made me point Denise out to them when she
came out with her friend Debbie for lunch. Ray made smacking noises
with his lips as they walked by and Harlan just stared. After they
went out the door Harlan turned to me and said 'God I'm going to
love chewing on those melons'.
Monday afternoon I went up to Denise's desk at the usual time and
acted real upset. She asked me what was wrong and I told her I'd
had to get a ride to work that morning because my car was in the
garage - Ray had given me a ride so that would seem true - and that
the friend who was supposed to pick me up had just called and said
he couldn't do it and I didn't know how I was getting home. She
looked a little flustered but then she smiled and said she'd give
me a ride.
I said I didn't want to take her out of her way, and asked where
she lived. She told me up on the other side of campus, towards
Dewitt. I said well, if she wanted, she could just drive home and
I'd ride along because I knew a bus ran from that neighborhood that
would take me straight home, but I didn't know when the downtown
buses ran. It was kind of a stupid story but she didn't think about
it much, just seemed grateful she didn't have to go out of her way.
So after work we got in her car and drove to her place. I had this
raging hard on for her and kept squirming to try and cover it. I
could have sworn she was looking at it out of the corner of her eye
but figured I must be imagining it.
I looked behind me once at a stoplight and saw that Ray and Harlan
were following us as we'd planned in Ray's car. When we got to her
house, she pulled all the way into the garage. Before she could
even get her seatbelt off, Ray and Harlan pulled in beside her. She
looked surprised; I told her look, I know your husband isn't home,
so don't give us any trouble and you won't get hurt.
She looked really shocked and upset now. Ray and Harlan had got out
of their car. Harlan pulled the garage door closed, and then both
of them came up to us on her side of the car. I reached over and
unlocked her door and told her to just get out. Ray opened the door
and grabbed her arm and pulled her out. She looked terrified now.
Harlan was just staring at her. Ray told her to do what she was
told and she wouldn't get hurt. She looked over at me like she was
pleading and said "Phil..." I shook my head and said we're just
going to have some fun, we don't want to hurt you, so just do what
we tell you and we'll all have a good time. She was shaking her
head now. I felt different from any way I'd ever felt before - more
confident and powerful.
I stepped over to the door leading into the house and flicked on
the overhead light in the garage. Ray still had her arm, now he
started tugging her over to the door. "Let's get her inside", he
said. I told him no, that the bitch wasn't allowed to wear clothes
in our house. She had to undress out here and we'd lock her clothes
in our car. Ray looked at me and said "Okay, that's cool."
Denise looked at me like I was crazy, and Ray said "You heard him,
bitch - strip right here and now." I thought for a minute we were
going to have to hit her or at least shake her, but then she sort
of trembled from head to foot, took a deep breath, and started
unbuttoning her blouse.
"I'll do whatever you want," she kind of whispered almost too low
to be heard. "Just don't hurt me please."
We all watched while she took her clothes off. She was slow and
clumsy about it because her hands were shaking. She took the blouse
off first and held it for a minute; I could tell she didn't want to
drop it on the garage floor. I said for her to fold it and put it
on Ray's hood. She did, then started unzipping her skirt. Harlan
said "No, do the bra, I want to see those tits." I said wait, let
her get down to her underwear and then strip from there, I want to
see her in bra and panties and stockings.
So she did that, unzipping the skirt after a few times trying and
stepping out of it. She was wearing a plain white bra and panties
and she looked good, with her dark bush underneath the panties and
her big tits pushing the bra out. Then I told her to take the bra
off.
She did and her tits were sexy as hell with nice big dark nipples
like you see in magazine centerfolds and not too much sag. Then she
pushed her pantyhose off and stepped out of her heels when she did
it. She was just wearing panties now. She went to take them off but
I said no, sit up on Ray's hood. She looked confused but she went
over to the car and hoisted herself up on the hood facing me.
I walked over to her, hooked my thumbs through either side of her
panties, and pulled them off her. She kind of whimpered as I did
it. Then I spread her legs and put two fingers inside her cunt,
pressing my thumb against her clit. She gasped. I knew it was going
to be all right then because she was soaking wet.
We took her inside then and did everything we could think of to
her. The first room inside the door was the kitchen, and we put her
over the kitchen table right there, got undressed, and fucked her
every which way. They had a nice mahogany table and the first thing
I did was tell Ray to sit down in a chair in front of it. I made
Denise squat on his cock facing him and then I asked her if she'd
ever got her ass fucked. She said "Oh god no" and I stepped up
behind her and started trying to stuff my cock up her ass. Her ass
was so tight I knew she was telling the truth.
After a minute or so I still couldn't shove the head in so I got
some Wesson oil off the counter, took the cap off, and shoved the
end of the bottle up her ass. She kind of yelled and I knew it must
have hurt having the ridged plastic shoved in like that. I gave the
bottle a quick back and forth shake inside her, then pulled it out
and shoved my cockhead back up against her asshole. She was slick
now and I slid right up into her. She kind of groaned. I told her
she better get busy fucking Ray and I started pumping her ass hard.
Then Harlan said, "hey what about me?" and I told him to get up on
the table and she'd suck his cock. He knelt on the table to one
side of Ray and Denise twisted her head away from his cock. I
grabbed her by the hair and said she'd better suck my friend or
she'd get really hurt. Tears were running down her face now
streaking her eye makeup and she leaned over and opened her mouth
and took the first few inches of Harlan's cock. He put a hand on
her head and started pumping her face up and down his shaft,
groaning.
I could hear her choking as she sucked. I put my hand on her head
and pulled her off his cock for a minute, still pumping my prick in
and out of her greasy asshole. "Jesus Christ," I said, "don't you
ever suck your husband's dick for him?"
She gasped, "No, that's dirty."
I said, :Haven't you ever had a cock in your mouth?"
She said once, she was drunk in high school, her boyfriend put his
prick in her mouth and came without warning her and she puked. I
said well, we're all gonna be coming in your mouth tonight and
you're going to swallow it and not puke so get used to it. Then I
shoved her face back down at Harlan's prick.
She went, 'gahhh' but opened up and took his cock again in her
mouth. He grabbed her hair again and started yanking her head up
and down the length of his cock. When he came we made sure she
swallowed all of it, even though it made her gag. Then I made her
get on her knees and thank us for fucking her in all her holes and
after she kind of choked that out I made her beg us to fuck her
some more, any way we liked. "Please do anything you want to me,"
she said. "Just don't hurt me."
After that we just did whatever we could think of. We took her in
her living room and balled her on the floor, three at once, two at
once, or taking turns while the others watched. Ray took a lot of
really hot pictures of her just like he'd said - her with cocks in
her mouth, her with come on her face, her with a cock up her ass
and one in her pussy at the same time, her with sperm dribbling out
of her mouth and her pussy and her ass. After the first half hour
or so she didn't give us any trouble at all; we'd just tell her to
do something and she'd bend over or get down on her knees or open
her mouth or spread her legs or pull her asscheeks apart or
whatever. We all came in her mouth at least once and after the
first time with Harlan when she gagged a little she just gulped it
down like a pro. I noticed that except when she had to move around
the room for us she kept her eyes closed all the time but we didn't
care.
By 8:30 we'd all come in her at least three times each and we were
resting, sitting on the couch and the recliner while she stayed on
her hands and knees on the floor like we'd told her. I told her to
crawl around on all fours and bark for us and after a second, she
started doing it, crawling around the floor and making little arf
sounds.
I called her over to me and made her lick off my cock which was all
sticky. Then we told her to go out and fix us something to eat. We
didn't even bother to watch her that close. She made us a real nice
spaghetti dinner with salad and some decent frozen garlic bread
that she microwaved. We mostly stayed in the living room watching
TV but occasionally one of us would get up and go out in the
kitchen and grab a feel of tit or ass or pussy.
It really made me feel good to see her moving around her kitchen
totally naked with come splatters all over her making us dinner.
The second time I went out I bent her over the sink and slipped my
cock up her cunt from behind and stirred it there for a few
seconds. She just stood still, bent over the sink, while I did it,
not saying anything or making any move at all.
My hands were on her asscheeks holding them apart and I popped my
thumb into her anus. Tell me you love this, I said, grinding my
hips against her ass with my cock up her pussy and rotating my
thumb in her asshole. I love it, she whispered. I love it. When I
pulled out of her I patted her on the ass and told her to get back
to work; she just straightened up and went back to the stove with
the pan full of water she was getting without even looking at me.
After dinner we got really imaginative. We turned a coffee table
over so its legs were pointing up in the air and made Denise squat
down on one and take it way up her cunt. Then one of us would sit
on the couch in front of her and she'd suck his dick for him while
another knelt behind her and fucked her asshole some more. When I
fucked her asshole that time my cock slipped in nice and smooth;
she might have been virgin at 5:30 but she was broken in now.
We'd already come a lot so we weren't really trying to come that
much again. Ray took some more pictures of Denise fucking the
coffee table and the two of us. Then he made her get a pen and
write on a piece of paper that she was just a slut and she'd
invited us all over and she loved everything we'd done with her and
we'd made her come a lot and she wanted us to come back next time
her husband was away. He made her sign it. He was going to keep it
but I took it and put it in my pocket saying I'd keep it safe.
At 11:00 Ray and Harlan were pretty much all fucked out so they
decided to take off. I said I was going to spend the night and
Denise would drive me to work in the morning. She didn't even look
up from where she was kneeling on the rug when I said it, just kind
of nodded. Ray and Harlan left. I looked over at her and told her
to go put on something sexy like a negligee.
She looked a little upset but got up and left the room. When she
came back she was wearing a housecoat and seemed like she was going
to cry. I said that's sexy? She said she didn't have anything that
sexy to wear. I realized that she and her husband must have had a
really boring sex life.
I told her to come sit by me on the couch. She came over and sat
down. I reached into the front of the housecoat and started thumb-
rubbing her nipples and squeezing her big knockers. She just closed
her eyes and let her head fall against my shoulder but I could hear
her breathing get kind of raspier. I pushed the housecoat down off
her shoulders so it puddled around her waist and started sucking
her nipples hard, moving from one to the other.
She didn't make a sound but her breathing got faster. Then I sat up
again, put my hand on the back of her neck, and pushed her head
down into my lap. She didn't say anything, just took my cock into
her mouth and started pumping her head up and down like we'd taught
her. I loved looking down and seeing her brown hair moving up and
down in my lap, feeling her sucking my cock like an experienced
whore. I called her a slut and a cocksucking tramp and told her I
knew she loved it and that from then on she was my whore and she'd
do whatever I told her to.
She just kept pumping her head up and down without making a sound
except the soft slurping noise of her sucking. After ten minutes or
so I shot off in her mouth again, not much this time since it was
the sixth time for me, but she swallowed what there was and kept
sucking until I told her she could stop.
I took her in the bedroom after Leno was over and slept like a
baby. I made her sleep on the floor beside the bed. The next day I
wouldn't let her get dressed until after she'd cooked my breakfast
and while she was doing it I bent her over the sink again and
fucked her ass hard. It's great coming first thing in the morning
in the ass of another man's wife. Even without lubrication she was
smooth and easy to get up into. The whole time she didn't say a
word or make a sound, just bent over the sink and took it with her
eyes closed.
She never said a word to anyone about what had happened and that
night I went home with her again. I hadn't told Ray and Harlan that
her husband would be away two nights so it was just her and me. She
undressed in the garage without me saying a word and spent the
whole evening doing whatever I told her to.
Since then Ray Harlan and I have done a dozen other women the same
way and no one has ever reported us. But Denise is still my
favorite. I don't share her with the other guys any more but she
knows there are rules. When I go up to her office now she knows
that first, she has to be wearing something that I can look down
the front of and see her nipples, and she has to give me a chance
to, too.
She also knows that at some point while I'm by her desk she has to
find a way to get down on her knees while I'm watching and wait for
me to nod before she gets back up. Her desk has a three sided
moveable partition around it so it's in a little cubicle, but
still, it's in a big room full of those cubicles and people can see
if they walk past or even glance over.
Some times, if the people in the cubicles closest to her are away
from their desks when I get there, I stand next to her desk and
slip out my cock and make her take it in her mouth and suck it
while I pump in and out of her face a couple of times. She gets
nervous but no one has ever seen us. She also knows that if I touch
her at all while I'm there that's a signal that she has to go down
to the garage and wait in her car for me.
Two or three times a week she spends one of her fifteen minute
breaks in the front seat of her car, bent over with her head
bobbing in my lap sucking me off. She's gotten to the point where
she can bring me off in five minutes flat and swallow everything I
shoot without gagging.
Two or three times a month I make her tell her husband she has to
work late and take her back to my apartment and fuck her every
which way. She also has to cook my dinner and clean the place up
for me. And whenever her husband travels, which is maybe six or
seven times a year, I spend the night at her house. She says her
sex life with her husband is still totally boring and normal, but
with me, she's a completely trained and submissive little house
slut.
The next woman we did was named Caroline, and she was a little
different.