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The temp agency warned her that the last few girls they sent to the firm came back complaining about harassment from the partners.  They would call in for a two day assignment looking for a new girl but rarely did they stay to finish the job.  She desperately needed the work and what would a few flirtations comments and a random slap of her ass really matter.  She dressed conservatively on her first day and immediately understood why the other girls said harassment.  These two were complete alpha males, loud, strong, controlling, degrading pigs and it was obvious they took what they wanted.  Any time she passed by there was an *undressing* look over and if she got too close, a grope.  At the end of her first day they complimented her work but quickly advised her that her attire was less than stimulating.   Catch their attentions they said.  They would expect anyone wanting to be a part of their team would do anything to help with getting their clients returning often.  

The next morning she dug a bit deeper in her closet  and pulled out a short little skirt and jacket with a white blouse that always fit her tightly.  She showered and put on matching bra and panties, slipped on her clothes and looked in the mirror.  She had a smoking little body but as she looked at herself she knew it would not be enough with these two.  She took off the blouse and then her bra.  She put the blouse back on with a few less buttons closed with a wicked smirk.  Then she reached under her skirt and slipped her panties off.  Hell maybe she could use her sex appeal to win them over for a full time position.  

“Lets see who is in control today!”  

Back to the office and she found her choice of dress was exactly what they wanted.  She could feel their eyes on her all day, when she went into one of their offices they found extra tasks to keep her there.  They even called her into two separate client meetings in the board room just to serve drinks.  The whispers kept her smile pasted on, she had their attentions alright.  She started to wonder by lunch time if she would actually have bruises from all the slaps and grabs to her ass but she really didn’t mind it.  She found it almost arousing.  

She did notice a few of the other office girls would go in and shut the door from time to time, they always came out looking a bit, used.  They would just straighten themselves out and go back to their duties.  She had to make her final push as the temporary assignment was over today.  After lunch she saw both partners working on a file together and there seemed to be some heated words about the direction they should take to close the deal.  She knew this was her chance so she walked into the office and closed the door as they both looked up “not now dear we have real work here…” she ignored them as she walked over and sat down with a slow crossing of her legs.  “You both have been arguing for close to an hour now and maybe you need a woman’s touch on this one.”  Their laughter was so loud and obnoxious she almost walked out with her middle fingers extended in the air but she fought the urge.  “Come on, you’re not afraid are you?”  

They looked at each other as they puffed their chests.  They walked over with the file and held it out for her to look at with a glare.  She was not talking about the file when she meant a woman’s touch.  She reached over and unzipped the file waving partners pants and reached in pulling out his cock.  Then the other partner, not as long but thicker.  She started to stroke their cocks at the same time.  “I think what you boys need is to relieve a bit of stress, you will think much more clearly don’t you think.” They agreed as they quickly took liberty with her breasts.  Pulling the blouse open and feeling her up as she stroked their egos in a way that would surely win her a spot here.   When they started to groan and maul her chest she knew the control was finally hers.  Now finish them off.  “I think you need this kind of attention daily, I mean who does not need a stress release from a HARD day.” she squeezed their cocks harder, stroked them faster, more deep groaning “Then I think you boys better find a position for me that satisfies both of your needs, I mean you want me here don’t you?” Nods and brutal grips on her tits with a full time offer stuttering from their lips “Awe you do want me, don’t you.  Ok boys I accept, you can cum on my tits to seal the deal.” They both shot thick streams of cum on her chest as she milked them.  Then a kiss to each crown and tucked them softly into their trousers.   She buttoned up her blouse over their seed “Now one of you call the temp agency and tell them you found your girl.  The other one needs to call HR and make sure to give me a package that makes me smile, I know you want this mouth smiling.”  She walked out with both of them picking up their phones and dialing.  Attentions caught!

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Photography was just a hobby, nothing more.  I would take my lunches or evenings when the mood struck me and head to the park or to the industrial sector, to a lake or to peak.   I had to admit I had a way about finding beauty in anything.  I had seen you before around town but today you were sitting out on the pier as the sun set.   I had been clicking away until I noticed your head down.  I walked carefully up from behind not wanting to startle you.  “Hey is everything ok?”  I pretended not to notice you drying your eyes.

A simple nod as you look out over the water.  I sat down beside you, not too close but close enough to start a conversation.  Maybe I should of left you be but I didn’t like to see people hurting.  Some light chatter exposed your recent break up, left for another after a long term relationship.  I admitted my own faults in dating and picking the wrong one but assured you that with your beauty it would not take long for another.  You thanked me but modestly denied my sense and sight.  “I beg to differ, I have an excellent way of seeing beauty and trust me you are a breath taker!’ A light laugh and repeated thanks.

We talked about our jobs and my hobby and after a bit we found ourselves walking the beach.  I clicked away at the final moments of the setting sun making sure to catch glimpses of you in the frames down to the silhouette at the end of dusk.  “That blush looks good on you.”

Now I was really not trying to hit on you, I mean any man naturally would but I recognized the fresh sting of your break up and didn’t want to be the rebound guy, been there, done that.  You invited me for a drink as we got to the lot and although surprised I accepted.   The next few hours at a local tavern our casual conversations became bolder, flirtatious, playful, and revealing.    Leaning into each other in laughter, light touches when we spoke as the night grew late you asked if I had ever photographed people.  It was an odd shift at the point we were but maybe you had realized we were headed for a one night stand and neither of us were really that person.  Attractions aside I reminded you of my dabbling hobby and that any portrait work was for a graduate or random person in the scene I was creating.  You asked to see my work sometime and I openly invited you anytime you wanted to stop by.  With that you stood up and picked up my cell phone.  you typed in your cell number and added it to my contacts.  

I smiled as I had obviously made a new friend and this rough day a bit easier on you.  I paid the tab as you dialed your number on my cell so you now had my number.  You wished me a good night and another thank you as I stood “Pleasure is mine for sure.” You leaned to me and kissed my cheek and walked off.  I finished my drink and wondered if I should try and call you in a few days as I walked to my car.  When I got home and slipped into bed my cell vibrated.  I looked down to find a message from you asking for my address and if I like wine.  I typed in my location and let you know I would have the glasses ready tomorrow night along with some pasta if it would please you.

The next night you arrived and we shared a bachelor prepared meal and a bottle of wine.  Warm conversation and laughter, we ended up in my living room flipping through books of photographs.  You complimented me and revisited the question about taking pictures of people.  “Well if I had a model like you I would spend my whole day taking pictures” a flattering flirt as you set down your glass.  “Get your camera as you stood and started to undress.”  Now you had never mentioned nude photos but I was not about to pass up this playful moment.  I grabbed my camera, where would I take them?  I started off lighting a quick fire and having you relax on the couch.  The flames highlights flickered over your body as you posed.  Was the hottest thing I have every done in my life and your smile was delicious.

You had mentioned the other night certain things you liked, the beach, a bottle of wine and I recalled one of the issues your ex had was you were too wild for him.  Always wanting to push boundaries as he was more traditional.  Now it hit me, this photography in the nude was just you trying to be……….you.  I refilled your wine and took some fun playful pics in the kitchen as you drank and teased.   I was so aroused by you I could barely think.   I needed something off the charts for you, really make the experience and push my own boundaries.   I took your hand and led you to my spare room.  You saw the bed and immediately climbed up, you were ready for more than pictures.  I was not the only one turned on by the shoot.  “Give me a minute..” I rushed out of the room and too the garage, found what I wanted…made a few cuts and rushed up in the room.  As I looked at the bed you were gone and I worried for a split second that you left only to catch you sitting in the tall chair.  You had moved it in front of the mirror and had opened your legs, admiring your body.  Hell so was I.

I didn’t ask, I moved behind you and pulled your arms back, when you felt the rope you smiled at me in the reflection.  I bound your wrists then your ankles.  I took pictures through the mirror of you as I could see you watching.  Then I set the camera down and went to untie you.  Kneeling at your legs you told me not to let you go.  I looked up at you, moved my hands over your thighs and ran my tongue into your juicy flesh.   Your moans were intoxicating and we spent the night releasing you into kinky pleasure.  When I woke in the morning you were gone although the bed was still warm next to me.  I sat up to a rattle of my cell on the nightstand.   Your message was an address and this “Tonight you can bring the wine and I will bring the rope!”

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I catch you out of the corner of my eye quietly stepping toward the door.  You were already in trouble for breaking curfew and your grades, now I watch as you try and slip out the front door.  “I didn’t know I had a son cause you must have balls to be trying to go out of this house while you are grounded!  Get over here!” I turn off the tv with a scowl.  There you were, standing in front of me with your eyes to the floor.  I look you over.  “Well no balls……..know how I can tell?” you shake your head no.  “Cause I can see your camel toe through those tight yoga pants.  Didn’t I tell you to stop wearing that out?” 

You could hear my anger, my frustration but you knew I had a weakness.  Something you found on my laptop on day and you really wanted to go out with your friends to the mall.

This was your chance knowing I was looking at your pussy.

 Biting your lip you looked up.  “Yes daddy I am grounded, but my friends are all out and if I don’t go they will never talk to me again.  Lets make a deal.”  I scrunch up my brow as you notice me still looking over you.  “Never again huh, maybe you need better friends.  A deal, you have nothing to negotiate with me!”  You had a loose shirt and no bra and I could see your nipples were stiff.  “Beside you might as well start going bare ass since you seem to not bother with underwear or a bra, I can see everything!”

You smirk a bit “Do you like it?” I stand up fuming, “What?  do I like it, obviously I don’t” But your eyes now move over me and my thick bulge gives away my arousal.  “I don’t dress for my friends like this Daddy I dress like this for you?” I was totally caught off guard.  “What?  dressing for me, what are you on?  Drugs?  Drinking?”  I watch you move over beside me making sure you brush against me before bending over holding the back of the couch.  You turn your head to look back at me with your ass lifted up.  “Daddy I know you like my body, you love young girls, and by the porn you watch on your computer spanking them too……….so I dress like this so you think I am sexy and so you will spank me when I am bad.”  Now this was not true actually true, you dressed like that for the boys in your school but if you wanted to get out of this house before 30 it was good grades or teasing me.

“So do it……” I look at every curve of your body in position for discipline.  Should I be pissed that you were on my computer?  Should I throw you back in your room and lock the door till the end of break?  “Do what?”  “Spank me.  Spank me like you really want to, spank me like you need too, but let me go out with my friends.  If I let you spank me when I am bad, then I get to go out.”  I started to laugh until I realized you were serious.  “Jesus I am not going to spank you, your in high school.”  You frown, it was not working.  “What am I too old for your tastes Daddy.” 

I growled “Damn it no………I mean yes.  No.  Damn it!” and I grabbed a hold of your leggings and tore them to shreds as your plan took hold.   You just had to hold on for a few minutes you figured as you felt my large hand rubbing your bottom to measure my strike.  Then without any forgiveness I wacked your bare ass and at first it scared you, it stung.  I was rough, angry, slap after slap your ass burned and grew crimson as you winced.  Gripping the couch and praying for it to be over, maybe this was not a good idea.  As your bottom got numb you looked back at me again totally focused on tanning your ass.  The look in my eyes, the arousal you could clearly see.  It made you wet.  A soft moan.  “Daddy harder!’ I looked at you, eyes locked and I could see the dark hunger for it in you.  I cracked my hand over your ass and your legs pressed together.   More moaning and now my cock what throbbing.  Uncomfortable pressure as I had to stop.  I rested my hand on your burning butt as you took deep breaths.  “Daddy does it always get you turned on?  I’m…….I’m wet.”  Embarrassed a bit but realizing I was not as twisted as you thought the first time finding my fetish.

“Yes baby it does.  I don’t know why but it does.”  I could see your hips moving as you stayed in position and your soft puffy pussy glistening.  I let my hand move carefully along your bottom toward your crease as you watched me.  You parted your legs as I looked at you.  A timid nod as my hand slipped down between your legs.   My fingers parted your tight silk as you moved against my touch.  Within minutes you came.  “I am tired daddy, I am going to go lay down.” You headed to your room and lay there thinking about what just happened as you still felt the echos of my hand and fingers.  You masturbated several more times that night.  

The next day at breakfast not much was said, a nervous, uncomfortable moment until we both blurted out apologies.  Smiles and blush, some fumbled conversation and we started to eat.  You cleaned the dishes and I went to the living room to flip on the new.  Shortly after I watch you tiptoeing right across the foyer toward the door.  What the hell were you doing, I was not mad this time just dumbfounded.  “Baby?”  You looked over pretending to be caught and rushed over to stand in front of me folding your hands together.  “What are you doing?” I noticed you had a pair of yoga pants on and another loose top with no bra.  The lightbulb went on at the same time as you spoke.  “Oh daddy I am so sorry I know I should be punished” and you grabbed the back of the couch.

I stood up as you looked back with a smile.  “Daddy maybe this time you could slip off your pants when you punish me.”  I unbuckled and pushed my pants down off my hips leaving a thick hard cock right before I tore your leggings to shreds.

Twas the night before Christmas and naughty girl I
Went to offer my Santa Some sweet honey pie.
I knew he couldn’t resist this sweet treat
I know for a fact tis his fave thing to eat.
So I put on my stockings my heels and my lipstick
And asked him to show me where he keeps his dipstick.
I went down on my knees and unzipped his fly
Then sucked his cock down un the blink of an eye.
He moaned and he whimpered as my tongue stroked his sac
He said this is better than all the toys in my pack!
His hands held my head as I continued to blow
Then he laid me down quickly, put his tongue down below
He was sure and so lively, made me scream and then beg
As he sucked on my clit and pinned down my legs.
“You’re mine, you bad girl,” he said with a spank
Then rolled me onto my stomach deep inside me he sank.
He rode me so hard I knew when he came
Because he panted, then shouted and called me by name.
He screwed me all night and without any warning
He tied me to the bed and shagged me til morning.
I am sure that the rest of the story is clear
You and I will be renting that suit again next year!

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I could hear the laughter and the water spraying outside as I got up out of my chair irritated by the interruption.  I back the drapes to see you bare ass in the yard hosing yourself off.  My anger lost in a moment of shock and arousal.  I watched you as you played, apparently too hot from the summer sun to care about anything but getting wet.  When you finally felt my gaze and looked up at the window you just smiled wider, that cool water cascading down your tan skin knowing full well you had my cock hard.  I motion for you to come inside.  Now you had something else to help you stay wet.

I knew I was a work-a-holic but there was no reason for you to be here late.  I would lightly tease you on having something better to do than be stuck here with me but you would just smile.  I barely ate or slept, being the top executive had its costs but there were rewards, I did have you.  My sexy little assistant going out of your way to be as aggressive as I was.  When we nailed down that last client today it broke another company record and most would just pack up and head home feeling accomplished.  Not me, I buried my nose in the next file and kept plowing away.  You came in to congratulate me “would not be where I am without you.” You went over to the mini bar and poured me a drink.  “Well we work amazing together.  *wink* Maybe you should take a night off and do something for just you for once you deserve it” I smirked and shook my head.  “No point in that, I have nothing at home but an empty fridge.” a chuckle as i take the drink from your hand and drain half in a gulp.  I feel your fingers brush over mine as you sit on the corner of the desk.  “Well then go out, get drunk, find some lucky girl……being the best with nobody to share it with…….” 

My wide grin shortens.  “Well when I was a young man, I did all that.”  I run my hand over my stubbled face and along the side of my head to show the gray mixed heavily with the brown.  You reach forward and ran your fingers over my chin.  “Well trust me someone be lucky to have you, and your cute with the gray.” I had always found you attractive and although you are young and professional I could easily see your flirtations tonight.  “Did you drink some of my whiskey before serving it to me?” Playing light of it when your fingers left my face and took the half full glass, a swallow later it clinked down on the desk empty.  I knew the look in your eyes, just was not expecting it here.  You moved down in my lap and kissed me.  My hand moved along your thigh as you leaned into me.  You pulled my hand off and lay it on your breast.  

Slipping into your blouse I could feel your nipples hard through your lacy bra.  Your whispered “take me” pressed to my lips and with heated passions we tore each others clothes from our bodies.  You turned and gripped the desk as I yanked your panties off your tight ass.  With a rough thrust you cried out and looked back at me.  I drove my thickness hard and rough in you, overly lustful hands against your breasts.  I fucked you senseless on that desk as you begged for more and more.  I felt you cum and your juices pour down my shaft and balls with every thrust.   Papers, files, supplies all shoved and shook from the top of the desk as I buried my cock and emptied my hungers into your soaked flesh.  For a moment I just held inside you, laying against you pressed to the desk.  When I pulled out we both gasp from it, you turned and lay your hand on my chest to push me down in the chair.  I watch you kneel as you looked in my eyes.  Then you lowered your mouth to me and swirled your tongue.  I gripped your hair as you cleaned our juices from my cock.   Semi hard moving in and out, you were not done with me.  I stiffened in your mouth and watched you climb up, straddle me and grip my shoulders.  You fed me your puckered nipples as bound on me.  It did not take you long to yell out and pour another orgasm against my lap as you kept moving.   I felt the burning rise in me as a thick jet burst into your womb.   Now your head was nestled in my neck as your heavy breath was puffing on my chest.  Again left inside you while we tried to get a grip on reality.

You pulled off slow as your lips smiled against mine.  You gathered your clothes and got dressed.  I started to as you started to clean up the things that fell to the floor.  “Seriously, you don’t need to clean up after me.” You just turned your cute little ass my way with a wiggle.  “Oh but I like cleaning up after you…” you lick your lips “…… besides we *taste* amazing together.” as you walk out of the office to get back to work.  

You were attached at the hip since preschool.  Best friends in every way.  As you grew up together you were pulled in several directions.  Convinced your parents were not satisfied with your choices when she was around.  Your father had high expectations for school and in social responsibility, while hers showed her how to live life, they even smoked weed with each other.  She would come over after class talking about being at a concert or tasting her first beer at a bonfire while you could only offer tales of boredom from a luncheon with your fathers clients or tennis lessons.  You craved her life and found yourself needing her desperately.  She found your parents to be very judgmental of her, giving her looks so she started sneaking into your room from the window.   Some nights it would be listening to music and dancing for an hour before dinner or chatting for hours till she climbed in your bed and fell asleep next to you.  You would lay there talking about all sorts of things from school to boys although she seemed to not be as concerned about the importance of a boyfriend.  

Tonight it was late when she slipped into your room, it made you happy because you knew she would stay over.  When you told her your parents were out for the night she immediately kicked on some music and danced around the room with you.  She was so damn pretty, you wished you had her body.  You fell in love with the way she looked at you, the way she would lightly touch you when you danced, so playful.  You wish a boy would look at you, touch you that way.  She grabbed your hand and you rushed downstairs to raid the fridge and hauled your loot upstairs.   Folded legs on your bed as you scarfed down snacks and laughed with each other.  “So I hear your sweet on that basketball player at the school?” She jabbed at you knowing how you followed him around.  “Nah he wants some pretty cheerleader type.” She scrunched he nose “Those bitches?  Fuck you are hotter than them and would be the best girlfriend he ever had!” You giggled and blushed, “You think I am prettier?” She nodded as she ate with raised eyebrows, with a you have to know your pretty look.  “And what boy are you into?  You never tell me about any of your crushes…” A bit of silence “Can you keep a secret?” you lean forward waiting for the juicy details “Oh god are you serious tell me, who is he?” She leaned forward as to whisper.  “It’s not a boy…….” Your heart thumped into your throat, mouth went dry, stomach full of butterflies.  “……..I like girls.”  “Oh….well I guess I can see it, you never look at any of the guys in school.”  Biting your lip “So like do you have a secret girlfriend or something.?” 

You actually were a bit scared, boys were safe and would never keep her from you, but a girl?  “Well I do have someone I like but they are straight and so its cool….” You lean more relieved a bit but noticing that she really was into this girl.  “You should tell her.  You’re wild fun, smart, sexy and I am sure she will love you.” She just nodded slowly chewing on the same carrot for a minute then she looked at you.  She didn’t need to say it you felt it, intensely.

“Me?” she turned her cheek and looked at your wall of posters.  “Lets just change the subject, how is tennis.”  You reached forward and took her hand.  “No way, you are my best friend you gotta tell me, is it me?  You know I love you.” She had a tear in her eye when she looked back at you.  “You can’t love me like I love you.”  Complete silence.  For the first time you found her needing you as much as you needed her.  “It’s late your folks will be home so I better blast out of here, please don’t tell anyone” she started to get up but you kept ahold of her hand.  “Stay please.  You always stay this late don’t leave like this.”  She sat back down.  “You sure?  I promise I won’t…..” You hopped out of the bed and grabbed a big tshirt out of your dresser.  “……stop that, I know you won’t…..” as you pull your shirt off exposing your firm breasts you see her trying not to look. “…….I kinda like that you find me pretty.” More blush on both faces.

She lays on top of the covers looking at the ceiling as you slip in bed.  “Don’t be silly get under the covers, I trust you.” she does as you ask and you wrap your arms around her.  She rolls into you and you feel her soft breath on your neck and the light dampness of her cheek.  “Hey we will be ok, best friend forever right.” She pulls back “Yea forever, always.” In that moment you notice her firm lips and deep eyes.  Not sure why but you kiss her and she sighs deeply in relief at a moment she had obviously dreamt of.  He hands moves gently along your hip and around to your back.  They brush over your bottom and you felt urges ignite.  Your little friendly kiss was no more, it was hungry.  She rolled you on your back and as you kissed her back she lifted off your shirt.  You were trembling “Are you sure?” she was too, you nodded.   Her mouth claimed your skin, every inch of it as you fell into her passionate kisses.  You don’t even remember her undressing or slipping off your panties but it was just heated skin and wet lips now.  

She opened your legs and all you could do was watch her eyes holding yours as she tasted you.  It felt so good and within moments your shivered and spasmed against her mouth.  You called out to her and she worshiped your tight little body with her touch and kiss.  You had never felt anything so intense.  After you came a second time she kissed up your body, suckled from your pebbled nipples then french kissed you.   Her tongue coated in your juices as your rocking your hips around her torso.  You felt her reach down and slip a finger in you, deeper kisses and you found your own hands finally able to move.  Across her plump breast and down between her legs.  She whimpered as you slipped on in her.  You both grinded your hips and you felt her silk tighten and flood your fingers.  She rolled back and you covered her breast with your mouth.  How soft, firm, responsive it was to your tongue as it swirled around the nipple.  She bucked under your touch as you felt your orgasm rising again.   Together you both yelled out as you heard footsteps.   “Oh shit your parents.” Both scrambling to pull covers up over your naked bodies as your mom creaked open the door.  “Oh I didn’t know you had a guest over, your father and I just got back.  I figured you left the tv on”  When her eyes glanced at the tv’s black screen she just smiled and looked at you both.  “Try to keep it down, your father has a busy day.”  She closed the door as you both quietly laughed and wrapped around each other.