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Hard Body Shop Clerk - 11
by DL Sloan (getwild81@yahoo.com)

***

Cori Banks enters the political realm. (M+/F, nc, orgy)

***

THURSDAY MORNING

It was thong Thursday and Cori, knowing how much the 
guys appreciated last week's thong swimsuit, wore 
another one just like it today. Well, not exactly like 
it. As promised, John had ordered different colors and 
even smaller sizes. This one could have been mailed in 
a standard business envelope.

What there was of it was cherry red and Cori wore 
matching cherry red heels and lipstick. This one was so 
small and so tight, there was nothing Cori could do to 
keep it from dividing her pussy lips. In the end, the 
suit really only covered three things — her nipples and 
her clit. The rest of her pussy lips, her ass and about 
98 percent of her tits were totally bare. Man, the tan 
lines this would leave, Cori mused. 

She remembered how much the guys had liked seeing her 
oiled up last week and decided to apply the first coat 
herself, slathering her body in baby oil. She looked at 
herself in the mirror, noticing how the oil made her 
skin glisten and look that much softer and darker. She 
looked sexy, sleek and ever-so-exposed. She wasn't sure 
she'd be able to keep the suit on, but as revealing as 
it was, she doubted it much mattered if it was on or 
not. 

Not that bookkeeping, filing and answering phones ever 
dominated her day, but Cori spent even less time than 
usual on these daily office tasks. So enamored was 
everyone with her attire — or lack thereof — that Cori 
spent her entire day being ogled, fondled and fucked. 
Of course, those were her top three job duties, so she 
prioritized her work accordingly.

"Damn, that's even hotter than last week," Ben said 
when Cori strolled in. She was aware of the suit 
rubbing across her swollen clit with each stride. "Let 
me get a good look. Turn around. Yeah … nice thong. 
Bend over. Legs a little wider. Yeah, very nice." Ben 
pulled the thong out of her ass and pussy, impressed by 
how snug it was. The suit was fully taut and seemed on 
the verge of snapping at any moment. He dipped his 
finger inside her pussy, pleased to find it as moist 
and slick as her exterior skin.

"There's nothing better than a girl who's slick and wet 
inside and out," Ben said approvingly. "Stand back up 
and turn around." Cori did, facing him again now. Her 
dark, oiled breasts looked good enough to eat; if they 
were the main course, her golden thighs and the 
treasure held between them would have made a sweet 
dessert. He gave the thong a good tug to make sure it 
was properly wedged back between her pussy lips.

"Does that rub on your clit?" he asked. 

"Yeah," Cori said. "It rubs on my clit and on my tits. 
It doesn't hurt, but it makes them all really hard. I 
think my pussy will probably be wet all day because of 
that."

"Glad to hear it," Ben said, "because I plan to have 
some of that pussy in a little while. I've got several 
floating fucks left, you know. We might just have to 
take a few extra coffee breaks today."

"Well, you know where to find me," Cori smiled. She 
turned, wiggling her ass for him as she walked around 
behind the counter. Moments later, John came out of the 
back and Cori repeated the show for him. John was 
delighted by the suit he had ordered and anxious for 
his Thursday night date with Cori. 

"You and me all night tonight," he smiled. "Did you get 
a good night's sleep?"

"Yeah, I slept great," Cori said. "I almost didn't have 
time to give Ty a blowjob this morning before we came 
to work."

"Well, don't plan on lots of sleep tonight," John said.

"All right," Cori said. "I'm ready, willing and able!"

"Well, that's music to my ears!" a loud voice boomed 
from the door as a large man entered the shop. Cori 
recognized him instantly as Vern Holman, a powerful 
local attorney whose family owned half of the county. 
He was far and away the front-runner in the upcoming 
mayoral election. Holman was in his mid-40s, but looked 
older. 

He had jet black hair that he dyed to keep the gray 
out, a big round nose and a wide mouth that matched his 
powerful voice. He was 6-6 and weighed nearly 300 
pounds. He had a larger-than-life personality to match 
his large body. He was dressed in a flashy, pinstriped 
suit, carried a cane and wore black alligator-skin 
shoes. He was accompanied by a slender man in his mid-
30s who carried a briefcase and was also dressed in a 
suit, albeit a much cheaper one.

"Hello Mr. Holman," Ben said, coming out of the back 
and stepping forward to shake his hand. Mr. Holman had 
never even been to the shop before, but everyone knew 
who he was. He wasn't the sort of man who spent his own 
time getting his car fixed. He had people to handle 
such menial tasks. "What can we do for you today?"

"Well, my car doesn't need to be fixed, if that's what 
you're asking," the powerful voice boomed. "I've heard 
a lot about this pretty little filly over here and 
figured it was about time I took a look for myself. I 
can certainly see what all the fuss is about. She's as 
hot as a firecracker on the 4th of July. Cops or the 
holier-than-thoughs ever give you any trouble about her 
walking around like that?"

"Oh, we get a few complaints now and then," Ben said. 
"But the cops refuse to issue an indecent exposure 
citation. They say anything that looks that good could 
never be considered indecent." 

"Can't say I disagree," Holman said. "What's your name, 
little lady?" he said, extending his hand to Cori. She 
was impressed that he looked her squarely in the eye. 

"Cori," she responded. "It's a pleasure to meet you, 
Mr. Holman."

"Pleasure's all mine," he said, now allowing his eyes 
to trail up and down her tan, curvy, oil-slicked body. 
"This is my associate, Mr. Tanner. We were wondering if 
you and your boss here might be able to have a private 
discussion."

"Of course," Ben said. "We can use my office."

Ben led them Mr. Holman and Cori into his office where 
they sat around the small, four-person conference 
table. 

"Coffee and Danish, Mr. Holman, Mr. Tanner?" Cori 
asked. 

"That sounds nice, thank you. Cream and sugar, please."

"I like mine black, please," Tanner said, speaking for 
the first time.

Cori went back into the lounge area and brought back 
their coffee and Danish. She made another trip to bring 
the same for Ben and grabbed bottled water for herself. 

"No Danish for you, I see," Holman said, eyeing Cori 
and smiling knowingly.

"No sir," Cori said. "I had breakfast before I came to 
work." She lied, unless you considered a mouthful of 
cum breakfast. Actually, Cori didn't starve herself 
because she was naturally thin and worked out enough to 
maintain her figure, but she did try to watch what she 
ate, ever mindful of her job's weight requirements. 

Ben had never hassled her about her weight or anything 
else about her appearance. She just understood that she 
was expected to maintain her body to the best of her 
ability, within reason, for the added pleasure of her 
co-workers and customers. But if she had felt like 
eating a Danish, she would have and Ben would never 
have said a word. 

"Well, Ben — may I call you Ben?" Holman asked. Ben 
assured him he could. "Well, Ben, as you might know, I 
am running for the open mayoral seat being vacated by 
our dear friend Bart Chalmers." 

"From what I hear, you've all but got it locked up," 
Ben said.

"I hope you're right," Holman said. "But it is my 
experience that it just when you're feeling most 
comfortable that you're most vulnerable. I think I need 
to make one last push, and I think you and this hot 
little lady here can help get us there."

"Oh, with all due respect, we try not to get caught up 
in politics, Mr. Holman," Ben said. 

"I understand," Holman said. "You've got a nice 
business here, very successful. No need to take sides 
in a political fight. I totally understand and respect 
your position. However, as mayor, I would have a lot of 
power in this town and could make life very comfortable 
for you indeed. I own a lot of land and buildings — 
newer ones in better locations. They can be rented or 
sold very cheaply. I also would have the power to 
contract all city vehicle repairs and maintenance to 
the shop of my choice. A very large contract, indeed, I 
assure you. Does any of that interest you at all?"

"I'll admit I'm intrigued," Ben said. "I'm still 
inclined to say no, but what exactly did you have in 
mind? I don't see how our shop can really help you in a 
political race."

"It's very simple, really," Holman said. "Am I correct 
in assuming that the presence of Cori has not only 
benefited your morale but your bottom line as well?" 

"Oh yes," Ben said. "It's fair to say she saved our 
business."

"That's because sex sells, my friend," Holman said. 
"Especially when it is presented in such a perfect, 
sweet but sexy, accessible — at least to the eye — 
package. Every man fantasizes about the girl next door, 
the supermodel cheerleader and — pardon the expression 
— the slut. You have successfully marketed Cori as a 
mixture of all three. That is a credit to both you and 
her and I have to admit I'm very impressed."

"Thank you," Ben said. "It has worked well for us, but 
isn't selling sex a little risky for a political 
campaign?"

"Could be," Holman admitted, "but it's a risk I'm 
willing to take. Over the next few weeks before the 
election, I'm really going to be targeting the male 
vote. I have several events and advertising 
opportunities coming up that cater almost exclusively 
to men. I believe Cori's presence can help me in those 
events without tarnishing my overall image. I 
understand that Mr. German at the paper is a trusted 
client of yours and thus would not be likely to print 
any scandalous pictures or scathing editorials."

"That's true," Ben said. "He did a feature story on 
Cori about a year ago. As most people do, he fell in 
love with her instantly. I can't imagine him doing 
anything to make Cori — or anyone around her — look 
bad."

"That's what I hear, too," Holman said, glancing at 
Tanner. "So, I believe Cori's presence will attract far 
more voters than it will turn away. It's a risk, yes, 
but one I'm willing to take if you are."

"What exactly would Cori have to do? She has a lot of 
responsibilities with us, basically 24 hours a day."

"I suspected as much," Holman said. "I understand 
working here comes with some very nice perks. I don't 
wish to infringe on those, um, benefits any more than 
necessary. I would require her presence at various 
functions — let's say 10 — over the next eight weeks 
leading up to the election. And I would require her to 
be available for a few photo and video shoots for 
advertising purposes. I would imagine it would work out 
to something like 8 to 10 hours per week over the next 
two months.

"At the events — political parties, speeches, dinners 
and the like — I would ask Cori to dress in 
specifically revealing attire, much as you do now. 
Generally, she would be my 'first lady' for the 
evening, if you will, and accompany me as my date. She 
would be required to be an ambassador for my campaign, 
mingling with the crowd and reminding them to vote for 
me. I think we can all agree that Cori would get their 
attention better than any of us ever could. 

In the print and TV ads, which would run in male-
dominated media, the general concept is for Cori to be 
dressed in some sort of tight t-shirt or halter top and 
to urge voters to vote for Holman and Brown — my vice-
mayor candidate — 'a winning pair.' It's cheesy and 
sexist, I know, but all you have to do is look at strip 
clubs, Maxim and 'Baywatch' to know that cheesy and 
sexy are very popular with a large percentage of the 
population."

"Well, I see you've given this a lot of thought," Ben 
said. "Can you give me more details or assurances as to 
what would be in it for us?"

"Certainly," Holman said. "Mr. Tanner, will you please 
show him our proposal."

Tanner pulled out a neatly typed document on thick 
parchment that outline exactly what Cori, Ben and the 
The Hard Body Shop would receive in exchange for Cori's 
services. 

"As you'll see, there are two levels to your 
reimbursement," Holman said. "The first is what you 
receive, win or lose. It includes an invitation to you 
or any member of your staff to be present at any of the 
functions Cori attends so that you may monitor the 
situation and also do a bit of advertising. I can't 
actively advertise for you, but each of these functions 
has promoting sponsors. You would be listed as a 
promoting sponsor at no cost. You would also be allowed 
to distribute coupons or buttons or flyers or whatever 
as promotional pieces. I just can't have my name on any 
of it, which I'm sure you understand.

"You would also receive $5,000 as reimbursement for 
Cori's time and any inconveniences that might result. I 
admit, the package is much more attractive if we win. 
In that case, you receive the above items plus the 
cities vehicle maintenance contract, which we assure 
will be no less than $750,000 annually and will be in 
effect for as long as either I or Mr. Brown are in 
office. 

"You will also be given first choice of location if you 
decide to move. The values of all my properties are 
listed on the second sheet there and, as the contract 
states, you would have the opportunity to rent or 
purchase any of those properties at one-half of the 
listed value. Any financing would be done at a very 
friendly rate of 2 percent."

"You certainly put together an attractive proposal," 
Ben said.

"I believe your commodity is equally attractive," 
Holman said, nodding toward Cori.

"What's this line here: 'Special services bonus of 
$10,000?'" Ben asked. 

"Ahh, that is a delicate manner to discuss and I trust 
that you will not take offense. Regardless of your 
reaction to that clause, the first two parts of the 
offer remain on the table. This is a totally separate 
and, I must say, personal matter.

"I, as you know, am a bachelor and happy to be so. 
Thanks much more to my wealth and standing in the 
community than any sort of charm or looks, I have been 
fortunate to have my share of attractive female 
acquaintances. I've had strippers, former beauty queens 
and debutantes, but none have ever come close to this 
young lady right here. I would be honored to have the 
opportunity to partake of her body at or during some of 
these special appearances. For that privilege, I would 
be willing to pay $10,000 for you to do with as you 
like. Again, you or someone from your staff would be 
close enough by to be sure that I did not take 
unwarranted advantage of the agreement."

"Well, this is certainly an interesting proposal, Mr. 
Holman," Ben said. "I'm going to have to discuss this 
with my staff and Cori. How soon do you need an 
answer?"

"End of the day if possible," Holman said. "There's a 
fundraising dinner I'm speaking at on Monday at the 
lodge. That would be Cori's first appearance. We would 
also want to proceed with the advertising campaigns 
next week."

"Fair enough," Ben said. "I'll call you by the end of 
the day."

"Mr. Tanner, please give him my card and the tentative 
appearance schedule. Please note that this schedule is 
only tentative and is subject to change. All changes 
will, of course, be passed by you for approval."

"Understood," Ben said. 

"Thank you both very much for your time," Holman said, 
standing up, signaling the end of the meeting. "I look 
forward to your response."

"Thanks," Ben said. "Either way, we wish you the best 
of luck in the election."

Cori showed the men out to the front door, then 
returned to Ben's office where he was waiting to speak 
with her.

"Well, what do you think about all that?" Ben asked. 
"Be honest. Don't feel obligated to do anything you're 
not comfortable with."

"Normally I'd say no," Cori said, sitting down on Ben's 
lap, "but it's a great offer. I mean, that's a lot of 
money for the shop if he wins."

"True, but it's not your responsibility to earn it for 
us."

"Sure it is. It's my job to do anything I can to help 
the shop," Cori said. "As long as one of you guys are 
there, I think it will be fine. Do you think everyone 
would be all right with the reduced dating time?"

"We'd have to talk about that too," Ben said. "Of 
course, Chad's leaving, so you'll only have three of us 
to deal with until we hire his replacement."

"If everyone else is all right with it, I think it's 
worth the gamble. Even if he loses, we still do all 
right. And if he wins…"

"What about the 'special services?'" Ben asked.

"That's 100 percent your call," Cori said. "You know I 
will do it if you ask and be glad to help make the 
money. And if you decide you don't want to, I respect 
that too."

"If we did it," Ben said, "that $10,000 would be used 
to send you and your friends on a on a week vacation to 
some island paradise."

"Really?" Cori asked. "Wow! Thanks!"

"So I think we agree that this is worth pitching to the 
other guys?" Ben asked. 

"Definitely," Cori said. "Let's see what they think."

"We'll meet at lunch to talk it over." 

"Sounds good," Cori started to get up, but Ben grabbed 
her thong and pulled her back down on his lap.

"While I've got you here…" he said, unzipping his 
pants. "Lay down."

Cori lay down on the conference table and Ben stood 
between her legs, which she clamped around his waist. 
He pushed her thong aside and slipped his cock into her 
juicy twat. It was moist and hot, just as she had 
promised it would be. Ben drove his cock in and out of 
her for a few minutes, then picked her up off the 
table. He held her around the waist while she kept her 
strong legs locked around his waist and her arms around 
his neck. She held herself upright while Ben impaled 
her on his urgently erect shaft.

Her oiled skin made her slippery, but he put his hands 
on her ass and succeeded in lifting her up and down on 
his cock. With gravity's aid, he slammed balls-deep 
into her each time, stuffing her cunt with his pulsing 
member. She buried her face in his chest, clinging to 
him and focusing all her attention on his pleasure-
giving cock. She came just seconds before he did, both 
of them creaming each other as they panted, struggling 
to regain their breath. 

Somehow during that flurry of activity, Cori's swimsuit 
managed to not to snap. After cleaning first Ben, then 
herself, she carefully put the micro-fibers back in 
their strategic places and returned to the front desk. 
By now, Ty and Chad were also at work and anxious to 
look over Cori's skimpiest of outfits. They put her 
through the usual bending, turning and twisting poses, 
looking at her and the suit from every angle. 

Since much of her oil had come off on the table and on 
Ben, they decided she needed a fresh coat and lathered 
it on her, rubbing their hands over every inch of her 
body. 

"Man, this is the best oil change I've ever done," Ty 
said, getting a chuckle from the guys.

"I already topped off her fluids," Ben said, "so you 
can keep your dipsticks in your pants. She's been lubed 
up inside already." More laughs, including a cute 
giggle from Cori.

Everyone seemed to be in a good mood, even Chad, who 
had been grumpy all week. At lunchtime, Cori created 
her usual stir walking to the diner and bringing back 
lunch. Jarvis was nowhere around this time, but had he 
been, he would have seen her suit slip completely off 
her tits twice. The combination of the tightness of the 
suit and the slippery oil made it virtually impossible 
to keep in place. And the constant rubbing across her 
clit was driving her crazy. It was like she had an itch 
that only a big hard cock could scratch.

When she returned with the meals, Chad manned the front 
desk while everyone else met in the break room and Ben 
explained the proposal from Holman. John and Ty 
listened intently, shaking their heads at first at the 
mention of the hours Cori would be away from them. But 
when Ben described the contract and building, they were 
left with mouths wide open, unable to comprehend how 
much this could change their business and their lives. 

"Wow," John said. "That's quite an offer. What do you 
think about all this, Cori?"

"I already told Ben that I am happy to do whatever you 
all think is best for the shop. I trust you all and 
know that you have the shop's and my best interests at 
heart. My main concern is whether or not you all will 
be all right with some cut backs in our dating time."

"Yeah, that part stinks," Ty said.

"Yeah, but as I mentioned to Cori, Chad's leaving, 
which means there's an extra night in the week. We can 
use that night as a filler for anyone who gets short-
changed on another night. It might take some schedule 
juggling, but I think we can make it work if we really 
want to do this."

"I think it's too good an offer to pass up," John said. 

"I agree," Ty said. "I want to keep an eye on this guy, 
but I think we should do it."

"OK," Ben said. "Then I'll tell you about the secondary 
proposal. Holman would also like to have sexual 
privileges with Cori and has offered to pay $10,000. 
Cori has already said she's willing so long as one of 
us is nearby. I'll go ahead and tell you what I think. 
I think we should have her do it. It will strengthen 
the deal and give us long-term leverage with a very 
powerful man. I also think we should take the $10,000 
and send Cori, Tammy and Gina on a week-long vacation 
to some tropical paradise when this is all over."

"I couldn't agree more," Ty said. "She deserves the 
trip."

"I'm fine with it as long as Cori is," John said. "And 
I agree with Ty — let's keep an eye on this guy and 
make sure he treats her right. You'll let us know if he 
does anything out of line, won't you Cori? He may be 
powerful, but this contract doesn't give him the right 
to do anything he wants with you. Understand?"

"Got it," Cori said. "Thanks for the concern. I'll take 
care of myself and I'll let you know if anything 
doesn't feel right."

That settled, everyone went back to work, except Ty, 
just a few hours removed from his date night with Cori, 
decided he wanted a little dessert and pulled Cori into 
Ben's office. 

"I can't believe I need this again already, but you 
look so fucking hot in that outfit," Ty said. "And all 
oiled up like that …"

"No problem," Cori said. "That's what I'm here for."

"Well, I know we usually don't go this route at work, 
but I really want a piece of that ass again," Ty said. 
"You've already got plenty of lube."

"My ass is yours!" Cori said. "Where do you want me?"

"On the floor on your knees and elbows. I want your ass 
sticking up in the air and your titties hanging down." 
Cori assumed the requested position and Ty moved the 
few constraining pieces of fabric out of the way. He 
spread her ass cheeks wide and slowly but forcefully 
inserted his cock deep into her rectum. He was actually 
standing up on his feet, bending his knees. This gave 
him great leverage and power as he drilled straight 
down into her ass, the full weight of his body behind 
each gut-splitting thrust.

He spanked her ass and grunted loud enough that Chad 
and a couple of customers in the lobby could hear. Of 
course, they all knew Ty was fucking her, so they 
weren't shocked. But it was still funny and arousing to 
hear. There wasn't one of them who didn't want to 
change places with Ty that very second.

Ty rutted into Cori's ass for about 15 fast-paced 
minutes before blasting her intestines with yet another 
shot of his semen. Cori put aside thoughts of where his 
cock had just been and licked him clean before ducking 
into the bathroom to freshen up before returning to 
work. She might as well not have bothered, since about 
half an hour later, Ben escorted back into her office 
for his second session of the day. 

Cori's ass was still a little sore, so she was glad 
when he asked for a blowjob. He sat back in his chair, 
leaning back with his hands behind his head while Cori 
knelt between his legs and serviced him. Only when he 
was close to cumming did he put his hands on the back 
of her head, stand up and drive his cock down her 
throat. He dumped his spunk on her tongue and watched 
her swallow it with lusty pride. 

Cori had now been fucked four times today — twice each 
by Ty and Ben — and it was only 2 p.m.! But Ty had now 
used his allotment for the week, John would use his 
last tonight on their date, Ben would doubtless save 
his last floater for Friday or Saturday and Chad had no 
floaters left. So, the last couple hours of the work 
day would almost surely be fuck-free, giving Cori a bit 
of time to relax before her date with John.

Well, maybe relax wasn't the right word. The Irregulars 
began rolling in around 3 and again agreed that the oil 
and thong combination was about as good as it got. As 
such, they requested and received an impressive display 
of stretching exercises and model like poses, complete 
with John snapping pictures with the shop's very 
expensive, high-end 35mm camera. He would no doubt scan 
some of these to put on the web site.

The Irregulars loved it, because they were basically in 
total control of Cori. They would shout out pose 
suggestions and she would accommodate every one. 

"Bend over the pool table! Yeah, now put one leg up on 
it!"

"Climb up on it and do the splits!"

"Now lay on your back and put your legs behind your 
head!"

"Spread your legs and put the 8-ball on your pussy!"

"Pull the thong between your pussy lips! Now reach 
inside it and play with your pussy!"

"Lick your nipples! Pinch 'em!"

"Lick your lips. Suck on this lollipop!"

"Pour more oil on! Rub it on your legs!"

Everyone had an idea and shared it. The modeling 
session went on for over an hour until Ben had to stop 
it and called Cori into his office. A third fuck 
session?! She couldn't believe it. But it wasn't. Ben 
wanted Cori to be in the office when he called to 
accept Holman's offer. 

Holman, naturally, was very pleased indeed. He 
requested some time with Cori on Friday to meet with 
his tailor and have a gown made for the banquet at the 
lodge on Monday. Ben agreed to let her meet with him 
first thing Friday morning. John would take her to 
Holman's office and accompany them to the tailor. 

More to come...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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