4 comments/ 45646 views/ 6 favorites A Dirty Wish By: Domwoolf This is just a quick and dirty story inspired by my wife of 20 + years. Don't ask it's a long involved tale for another time. Dom Woolf * Janice slammed out of the corporate office more pissed off than she could ever remember being. She stalked down the warm evening sidewalk every strike of her heels telling those around her to stay clear. Four blocks later she was still mad as hell as she shoved open the heavy door to the bar and headed for the table that her co workers always occupied on Friday night. Three of the regular group was already there with a pitcher of beer and the remains of the first of several pizzas' they always ordered. Jan stopped at the bar and ordered a tequila shot, downed that and ordered another. She finished that before she sat down and poured her first mug of beer. "Susan is a fucking bitch." Was her first declarative sentence. All conversation at the table stopped. "A back stabbing, lying, work stealing cunt." Jan was always Miss Goody Two Shoes. Darn was a heavy cuss word in her world. Her friends were shocked. True, Susan was a loser of a boss that would never be promoted out of middle management and every one of the group had arrived at the bar pissed off at her at one time or another, but Janice never got upset, hardly ever drank, and never cussed. This was a major departure from her normal behavior. "The witch stole my proposal, put her name on it, and got it passed by the board. They gave her a bonus. You know what I got? Nice work, keep it up." Janice drank down the mug in one long chug and poured another. "What did you say?" Charlie asked. "What could I say? Thank you Ms. Blake." Janice sat there and fumed. "What am I doing wrong, Charlie? "You're just too nice and she's a slut trying to sleep her way to the top." The rest of the group arrived and conversations turned to other things. One by one the group drifted off and headed on home until only Charlie and Janice were left. Janice had been steadily drinking all night and she was well on her way to being drunk. "Why do you think I'm too nice?" Janice asked. "I'm not you know. I can be naughty." Charlie laughed. "Look at you. You dress like a middle aged matron. You never speak up at meetings and let everyone walk all over you without a complaint." Charlie looked at Janice. "Tonight was the first time in the two years that I have known you that you even cussed." Janice sat there thinking about what Charlie said. "So I should dress more like that slut does. Complain all the time and be as obnoxious at meetings as she is?" "No. You just go on being you and in time the higher ups will figure out that it's you who does the work." Charlie sat back and smiled at her. "Besides I doubt you ever did a slutty thing in your life." "I could, you know." Janice looked up at Charlie through her brown hair. "I could be a slut. I think about it all the time." "What do you think about?" Charlie asked suddenly interested. Janice beckoned him down next to her and whispered. "I think about sucking cocks. Penuses peni "she stammered. " Dicks. I think about sucking dicks in public.' Charlie eased back in the booth and really looked at Janice for the first time. She was a cute girl and might even have a good figure under all those clothes. "I bought a movie about girls sucking cocks in a peep show, through a hole. I think about that all the time." "Really and you think you would have the guts to do something like that?" Charlie laughed. 'You can't even show a little leg at work, what makes you think you could do anything like that?" Janice looked up at him. "You think I'm a wimp. You don't think I have the nerve. Well mister smarty if I knew where a peep show was I'd show you." "Ok, let's go. I know one just two blocks from here. It actually was closer to four blocks and halfway down a little alley but it was there and was a lot bigger inside than Janice expected. Charlie wandered around for a few minutes looking at the DVD's. He had Jan find the one she had at home. It was titled Glory Hole Sluts. Charlie had seen it once before and remembered that the girls in the flick started out dressed and ended up naked. Charlie thought he could work with that. He bought a batch of tokens and led Janice into the back rooms where all the video cubicles were. He checked out several, brushing past men looking at the each cubicle's movie titles. Each one looked up and appraised Janice as she tried to slip past the men without touching. One made sure she had to rub across him as she passed, he smiled, and she blushed. Charlie finally found the booth he was searching for, it not only had a booth on each side with holes in the walls between booths, but it was playing a cock sucking movie full of sucking and cum shots. Charlie pulled her inside and locked the door. He started the movie then turned to Janice. "If you want to be a slut, you're wearing way too many clothes." Janice hesitated; now that push had cum to shove she wasn't sure she could do all the dirty things she fantasized about in the privacy of her bedroom. "That's what I thought. I told you, Jan. You're a nice girl. You're never going to be anything but that nice girl." He started to unlock the door and Jan decided it was now or never. She pulled the sweater and shirt off over her head. Charlie sat back down. He gazed at her body still dressed in a slip and bra on top and the long skirt, just removing what she had taken off showed a lot more figure than Charlie had expected. She had a tiny waist, flared hips and well rounded breasts. Jan dropped her skirt to the floor and began to wiggle out of the slip. Charlie was amazed that she still had on pantyhose with panties underneath and a bra of really heavy material that compressed her breasts. Just at that moment the light from a movie in the next booth shown through the hole in the wall. Jan froze and Charlie took his chance. He picked up the clothes she had dropped and bundled them up, setting them against the wall under the hole. "It's now or never girl." He gently pulled on her arm and helped her drop to her knees facing the wall. "What? How? I don't know what to do." "Put your fingers through the hole." She reached out to obey him, sliding her polished nails and dainty fingers into the hole, and wiggling them. "Oh!" She turned her hand over and began to move it into the hole. Slowly she drew the cock that had been placed in her hand back through. Charlie let her stroke it for a few seconds before pushing the back of her head towards it. He paused when her lips were just inches from the throbbing member bobbing in front of her face. Janice licked her lips, staring at the male penus waiting for her next move. Clean and circumcised its tiny slit had a drop of precum forming. She reached out and licked the tip sweeping up the droplet. Slowly she edged forward parting her lips and engulfing the head of a strangers cock. She began to suck, sliding her mouth down and up the shaft as Charlie watched fascinated. He never expected her to go as far as stripping and now here she was sucking a cock through a glory hole in a sleazy adult video booth. Charlie whispered in her ear. "Sluts should be naked." Janice nodded her head never releasing the dick in her mouth. Charlie stepped behind her and undid the six hooks on her heavy white bra. He slid it off her beautifully large rounded tits and tossed it on the bench beside her. Charlie couldn't resist reaching around and hefting the heavy melons, he squeezed and played with her nipples eliciting moans from the girl even as she sucked. Janice concentrated on doing her best to suck the cock poking through the glory hole. This was only her third, no her forth cock ever so she tried to emulate all the porno queens she had watched so religiously. It wasn't easy with her co-worker stimulating her breasts; she wanted to just lean back and enjoy the man's hands manipulating her. Then she felt it, the tremor in her mouth. She pulled back as it erupted cum across her face and hair, stinging a little where it caught her eye. When she could see again the hole was empty, her first glory hole cock gone. Charlie turned Janice towards him and used her bra to wipe the sticky cum from her face. "Good girl! Now stick your tit in the other hole." Janice looked across at the opposite wall. The hole was bigger on that side and she shifted around, still on her knees and bent to place her breast even with the hole. A black hand reached through and began to play with her tit. Charlie lifted Jan's ass by her hips and stripped her pantyhose and panties down together. Naked and kneeling in an adult video store's cum soaked peep booth, Janice could feel herself getting wet between her legs. It was her ultimate turn on cum to life. Jan dropped down on all fours as the black hand withdrew and a long skinny black and pink cock replaced it at the glory hole. Janice had never seen a cock so long in real life. She began to lick the shaft, enjoying the musty taste of the man's organ. Charlie whispered instructions. "Lick his balls." She bent her head further still and began to soak the dark kinky hair with her tongue and saliva. Charlie took out his cell phone and hoped the light from the booths movie screen would be enough. He quietly began snapping pictures. He focused on her face, tongue stretched out and licking the hairy balls of the man in the next booth, then a wider shot of those magnificent melons dangling nearly to the cum spotted floor, and finally a shot of her wide white ass sticking up so invitingly. Charlie set the camera phone on motion picture and placed it on the bench, hoping he set it to capture the action as he unzipped and took Janice from behind. His raging hard on easily penetrating the girls soaked pussy. "Suck his cock. Take him in all the way down. You can do it. Deep throat that nasty dirty cock, you slut." Janice moaned as Charlie ordered her to be the nasty slut she was becoming. She tried to deep throat the long thin cock and got it in her throat a couple of times but choked and gagged each time. Still judging from the words of encouragement from the other booth Janice felt she wasn't doing to bad. She could hear the man in the next booth. "Yeah baby. Suck it in. Suck my cock, bitch. Take it all." Charlie wasn't about to let her quit; he grabbed a handful of her hair and pressed her head down deeper on the shaft, forcing it into her throat. Each time she gagged he would let up just long enough for her to draw a breath then force her down again, all the while fucking her pussy. Janice braced her hands on the sticky wall of the booth and let her co-worked control her head and body. She started to get the rhythm of relaxing her throat and breathing around the cock sliding deep into her. Her pussy was being pounded and she was getting closer and closer to cumming. Janice felt the man starting to cum and tried to pull back but Charlie had other ideas; he forced her down farther than she had been able to take so far just as the spunk began to shoot into her throat. "Swallow it slut, every drop." Charlie ordered. Janice did her best, but it was too much and cum exploded from around the shaft in her mouth. Once again the cock withdrew back through the glory hole, spurting sticky strands on to her face as it went. Charlie shoved his groin into Jan's ass pressing her against the dirty wall as he filled her pussy with his own hot fluids. Charlie kept her face pressed to the wall as he picked up her skirt and wiped himself clean. He used it to wipe her ass and pussy dry as well. Lifting the cum drenched woman, he sat her on the bench and wiped her face and tits with her now spunk covered skirt. "Cum for me. Play with that hairy pussy and cum for me." She obediently began stroking her pussy; legs spread wide, her head laid back against the rear wall and her eyes closed. She was so close already. Her fingers became a blur and she rubbed her clit hard and fast. Charlie filmed her sitting nude in the booth legs spread and covered with other men's spunk as well as his own oozing from her wide open pussy. He gathered up all her clothes and slipped from the booth saying he would be right back. Janice barely noticed him leave; she was so close, just a few more seconds. It came over her like a wave crashing on a rocky beach that seemed to go on and on and on. She could hear her self giving little cries each time the wave hit. Finally she slumped back against the wall, breathing heavily and totally spent. Charlie quickly walked to the men's room. He dumped all of Janice's clothes into the trash can on top of cum soaked tissues and used towels. He kept the black nylon slip rolled it up and stuck it in a pocket. He wet several paper towels and grabbed a bunch of dry ones before heading back. Charlie stopped at a vending machine and got two bottles of water. He looked around and began to navigate his way back to the booth. Janice opened her eyes to a scene from the still running movie of a girl giving a hand job to two guys at the same time. It seemed to her still drunken mind as if the movie was showing her what to do, because from each of the two glory holes emerged a cock. She wrapped her hand around one and her lips around the other, stroking and sucking her world narrowed to just those two ideas. Every few seconds she would switch; sucking on one cock and giving a hand job to the slickened other cock as she wet each in turn with her spit. She was in the process of changing from one to the other stroking both when they both rained their fluids across the booth and onto the naked girl between them. Janice was literally covered in cum, dripping from her hair, down her face and droplets highlighted her breasts and belly. Charlie reached the booth at the same time as two big men in construction jeans and tee shirts started to open the door. Charlie smiled and stepped back to watch. The men looked in and whistled at the site of the voluptuous naked and cum drenched woman waiting on the bench. They crowded into the booth and Charlie could hear their excited voices ordering Janice to her knees. He listened as they made crude remarks about her body and he could hear her little cries and pleadings as they took her and fucked her. They were in the booth and the booth was rockin for almost ten minutes while Charlie stood watch outside sipping from his water bottle. The men finally exited, zipping up their jeans and Charlie pushed open the door to see Jan lying on the on the filthy floor cover with dirt, cum and dirty tissues stuck to her body. He closed the door and assisted her back on to the bench. He used the moist towels to clean up the worst of the mess, while she drained the water he had brought. Charlie retrieved his camera phone which no body had noticed propped up besides the movie screen. He help Jan put on the one article of clothing she had left, before guiding from the back booths. Every guy in the place watched as her large breasts bounced and jiggled under the thin material of the slip. He stopped her just before the door and slowly lifted the nylon over her ample ass, giving the patrons one last look at her. Charlie had to help her down the street and hail a cab. He had her give the driver her address before he let her lie back in the seat. She was almost totally out of it and paid no attention as Charlie spread her legs and lifted the slip so the cabbie could get a good look. During the ride Charlie reviewed the footage his camera had caught. It wasn't Oscar material by any means, not even good porn but it defiantly showed Janice being fucked and sucking cock and the footage of her masturbating, the shower of cum from the double hand job was excellent. The final two guys had been mostly below the camera, but they must have put her on her knees when they were about to explode because her face was suddenly right in front of the camera lens as white spunk splashed and covered her face twice in just a few seconds. Charlie froze a frame of her face covered with cum and dripping off her nose and her tongue flicking out to gather up the sticky treat. Charlie helped her up to her apartment and into a shower. He washed her down good and pushed the shower nozzle and hose attachment into her cunt to wash it out good. Janice was out on her feet as Charlie dropped her naked and still moist body across the bed. In seconds she was sound asleep. He walked into her closet and looked at the clothes Janice owned. Most of them were her usual Miss Goody Two Shoes wear. Charlie went into the kitchen and got a box of garbage bags. Two hours later he dumped the last of the bags into the church collection box a block from her apartment. He returned and laid out one of the few outfits he had left her. A white short sleeved button down top that he carefully removed the top three buttons from. A pair of black slacks that he judged must be several years old and would be tight on her. No panties and a black half bra that must have been bought for the single cocktail dress he had found in her things. He had stripped the closet of pretty much everything else and her panties' drawer was history as well as all but two of her bras. He went to her computer and downloaded the pictures and movie from his camera phones 4 gig memory card. He sent a copy to his email address, and changed her screen saver to show the pictures of her night in the booth. He printed out a message with her instructions for Monday, kissed her goodnight, and closed the door behind him. A Dirty Wish Ch. 02 My Dear Readers, Disclaimer: What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed. Votes and comments are as always gratefully received. E-mail will get a personnel response if you remember to leave me a return e-mail address. Enjoy. Dom Woolf * Mr. Larkin the general manager of the companies, west coast division was annoyed. Normally his was a quiet and orderly department, everyone doing their jobs with little fuss or bother but the last two weeks had been a buzz with whisperings and suppressed giggles and then this morning an outright shouting match between one of his employees and her assistant had upset the entire office. Susan Blake his department head had explained that one of her assistants had been a little out of sorts and they had a disagreement over a proposal, but that everything was fine now. Mr. Larkin decided that he better investigate a little more and had called the assistant in to his office. He sat behind his big oak desk as Janice Newly was brought in by his secretary, no executive assistant; he must remember that they were no longer secretaries but the more politically correct title. Janice was a pretty woman, dressed nicely if a bit too provocatively for the office. She wore a thin white blouse with a black suit coat and a black skirt just above the knees. When she sat down he noticed that the skirt was slit up the side and offered a glimpse of her nylon covered thighs and the garter belt that held them up. "Now Ms. Newly," he began. "Miss, sir. Just Miss." Janice interrupted him. "Ahh, humph. Yes." Mr. Larkin stumbled and began again. "Miss Newly, I understand we had a little disagreement this morning with Ms. Blake." "No disagreement sir. I flat told her to quit stealing my proposals and passing them on as her own. Sir." Janice sat up straighter in her chair which thrust her rather nice bosom directly at Larkin. "Ah hum, I see." Larkin stuttered. "You think Ms. Blake is not giving you credit for the work you put into your departments proposals. Is that it?" "No sir. I am saying that she takes my ideas, my complete proposals and has them submitted as though she came up with them herself and we in the department simply wrote them up. Sir." "The Johnson / Twillinger proposal was all mine, as was the Bentley account. If you don't believe me sir, check my laptop. I keep a record of each one I forward and the dates. You'll see that she has nothing on her computer before I submit each one then suddenly she orders all sorts of research from others in our group and then submits my work as hers." Janice looked down at her lap. "Sir." Mr. Larkin stood up suddenly. "Stay here." He left the room and closed the door behind him. Janice looked around the office; she had never been in his office before. Janice had never caused as much as a ripple at the company in the seven years she worked here. Now thanks to Charlie making her dress in ways she never had and do things she never had the courage too do before, suddenly here she was in the boss's office and obviously in trouble. She waited for what seemed forever and do to her nerves began to sweat in the warm still office. She removed her suit jacket and hung it over the back of her chair. Still it seemed as if he had been gone a long time and Janice got up to look at some of the art work on the office walls. Then she began to examine the books in Mr. Larkin's glass covered bookshelves. She was bending over to read a particular title when Mr. Larkin silently opened the door and stood looking at the way her skirt molded to her well rounded ass and rode up giving a generous glimpse of her upper thighs above the delicate lace of her garters and stockings. Larkin was about to say something when he noticed as she bent further still that it didn't seem as if the young woman was wearing any panties. He couldn't be sure although it seemed to him that if she was wearing anything under that skirt as tight as it was stretched he should be able to see some sort of panty line after all he could trace the garters right up over the swell of her..... "Miss Newly, if you would take a seat." The sound of his voice startled her. She spun around in the close confines of the space between the desk and the bookshelf and had to brush across Mr. Larkin to get back to the front of the desk and her chair. Mr. Larkin sat behind his desk and just looked at her as if he was trying to look inside her to see what made her tick or maybe as if he was looking to see if she was being honest about his department head. Either way it was making Janice even more nervous and over heated. Larkin suddenly stood up, walked over to the thermostat, and adjusted it. "Sorry it's so hot. This side of the building gets all the afternoon sun and just seems to get hotter even after sunset." He returned to his desk as a current of cold air vented into the room. Janice could feel it blow across her and welcomed the relief from the stuffy office air. "Young lady, you have made some very serious accusations. I intend to get to the bottom of them. I want to see your laptop and I want you to show me just what you have been doing in my department for the last six months." Janice couldn't believe what she was hearing. It seemed that not only didn't he believe her; he was now calling all her work in to question. Well she would show him, she kept meticulous records. "Now Miss Newly, get your laptop now!" Janice grabbed her suit jacket and hurried to her cubicle. She looked around to find that the office was almost empty. Looking at the clock she could see why, it was a quarter to six. Everyone had gone home almost an hour ago. She dropped her jacket across her chair and retrieved her laptop from the desktop docking port. "Working late are we?" It was her boss Ms. Susan Blake standing in her cubicle entryway. Janice almost dropped the laptop. "Yes Ms. Blake. Mr. Larkin wants to see some of my work from the last six months." She ducked past and almost ran back to Mr. Larkin's office. Mr. Larkin had her place the laptop on his desk; she opened the files and began showing him her work. She opened file after file showing him her research and all the preliminary work on each proposal. He sat there not making any comments just watching intently. What Janice didn't notice was that his gaze wasn't on the laptop screen but was directed between her large breasts as she bent over his desk and her blouse fell away giving him a clear view. A view made much clearer because her boyfriend and mentor had cut out the tips of every one of her bras to allow her nipples to poke through. Between the cutouts and the cold air blowing into the office her nipples stood out in proud relief giving her boss the down blouse experience of his life. It wasn't until she reached the Johnson / Twillinger proposal that he was able to tear his eyes away and concentrate on the images on the laptop screen. He took the laptop from her and waved her back to her seat as he began to read and check her reports and research. He began to flip through file after file, clicking his way through her every entry. Then he stopped and looked over at her, then back to the screen. "Miss Newly, this is going to take some time to cross reference. Leave the laptop and go home. I'll want you in here tomorrow at 10 am. Is that agreeable to you?" "So then I said: Yes Sir, Mr. Larkin, and came home." Janice was explaining her day to her boyfriend and co worker Charlie. Charlie sat rubbing his temples. "You left him with your laptop. The one you bring home everyday. The one that has all the pictures of all your adventures in the file labeled Wishes; that laptop? "Charlie he isn't looking through my laptop. He just wants the work files to compare with that bitch Blake's so called research." "Sweetie, he is a guy and guys always snoop. He's probably sitting at home with your laptop in one hand and his cock in the other right now." "OMG, What can I do? I can't go into work tomorrow if he has seen those pictures." "Calm down. You can and will go in tomorrow and here's what you're going to do." Exactly on the stroke of ten am Janice knocked on Mr. Larkin's door and heard him reply to come in. Janice took a deep breath hoping Charlie would be right and opened the door. Mr. Larkin watched as the girl walked in and took a seat in front of his desk. Today being Saturday, the office dress code allowed casual wear, not that many people worked on Saturday and today there was just Miss Newly and himself. The girl was wearing very tight and very low riding jeans. He could see the upper portion of her pubic swell above the snap on the hip huggers. Her top was a band of stretch material in a light blue that just barely held in her large breasts and clearly showed she wasn't wearing even the peek a boo bra she had on yesterday. By the time she sat down, Larkin's pants had risen considerably. Janice's laptop sat on his desk where only he could see it and he was comparing the sight of the young woman sitting there with a picture of her sitting in an adult movie booth naked and covered in cum. "I went over your files last night most thoroughly and I see that you were correct. It seems Blake is taking credit not only for your work but also for everyone in her department. I have asked for her resignation to be on my desk Monday morning and I believe that leaves an opening in your department." "However, I have also noticed certain violations of company dress and work codes that I can't let slide." Janice smiled. "Mr. Larkin, I believe if you read the code you will find that I adhere to the companies dress code at all times and if your referring to the files on my laptop, that is not a company computer but my personnel computer that I use to take work home, to work on in my own time. The only reason I allowed you to see it was to prove that those ideas were mine and mine alone." "I see so those other files I found?" He turned the computer around so she could see the picture of her sucking on a cock through a glory hole while giving a hand job to another cock sticking through the hole on the far side. "Personnel and private and my way of relieving stress." "You have a rather unique way of relieving stress, Miss Newly, a problem I have so far failed to find a way to do." "It was shown to me by a co worker. Let me show you how it works." Janice dropped to her knees and crawled under the desk slipping her top off her large dangling breasts as she came up between the knees of her boss. "I can see just how stressed you are!" She looked at the material of his suit trousers tenting from the strain of holding in his rigid dick. She unzipped his pants and guided the hard man flesh out through the hole. "I see your stress levels are going down already." She began licking the underside of his boner then swirled her tongue round and around his turgid flesh. Larkin gripped the arms of his chair and spread his legs as far apart as the chair allowed. Janice unfastened his pants and pulled them down around his ankles. She sucked his ball sack into her hot wet mouth and gently licked and sucked at the wrinkled flesh. Her fingers traced the line between his balls and his anus and began tickling the ring around the entrance. Simultaneously sucking in his cock and pressing her finger into his ass, she began to suck, bobbing her head as she slid her lips up and down the wet and sensitive flesh and allowing her finger to press in and be pushed back out of his sensitive rear opening. She adjusted her position rising higher on her knees so she could take in more of his cock, pushing the head deep into her throat. Her finger found his prostate gland as her free hand wrapped the base of his penus and squeezed. Larkin was going out of his mind his fingers squeezing the girl's large tits as the prostrate massage was signaling for him to release and the fingers holding the base of his cock denied him the effect his entire body was straining to achieve. He felt his cock pop into her throat and dive deep in the heat of her when she suddenly released the base of his cock and pressed on his prostrate. Larkin exploded pumping blast after blast of molten hot cum into the girls willing throat and feeling her milk him as she swallowed. She held him in her throat as he softened and slowly drew back cleaning his cock of the juices he had spent as she went. She stood and collected her laptop, tugging her breasts back into the form hugging material. She stopped at the door looking back at her boss as he sprawled in his chair his pants around his ankles and his spent cock lying across his belly. "You seem much more relaxed." "Miss Newly. You are to take over Ms. Blake's office starting Monday. I expect good things from your department in the future." Janice walked out and passed her new office smiling.