0 comments/ 125122 views/ 11 favorites Director of Personnel By: Frenchman I'm writing this as a form of repentance for misusing my new position as personnel director. Trouble is I don't know if I can stop. If I don't stop, I'm damn sure to get caught and that's the end of 12 years of hard work and maybe my marriage should my wife find out. Maybe writing this will help me stop the misuse before I'm discovered. I never thought my company would select me to take over as Director of Personnel but here I am in a beautiful new office with a huge raise in salary and all the perks that the top 15 executives in our accounting firm receive. As they say, "Only in America!" And all this happened because the Vice-Pres. had a flight delay preventing him from keeping a speaking engagement for our city's Job Fair. Because I had prepared his presentation including the overhead projector 'Overlays' I was drafted to do the presentation. The company did the program more as a PR job for the Mayor's office. We were looking for 3 qualified Secretaries and hoped that we would be lucky to get even one interviewee out of the Job Fair presentation. Well, I got lucky and we got 17 wonderful responses. More than that, the Mayor had attended my presentation and touted me so strongly to management that I was given the vacancy created by the past director's retirement. "So, what's the downside you ask?" Well, my first new hire-e was to be my own Personal Secretary/Girl Friday and I really screwed up (in more than one way) and hired her for sexual reasons rather than professional. Not that Gail wasn't qualified. She is (barely), but I hired her because she is the cutest, tiniest, sexiest little thing I ever saw. I wanted to bed her the minute she walked into my office for her 'Final Interview.' And, when she let me know that she would do, "Anything and everything you want Mr. Kramer"; I came right out and asked if that included serving me sexual favors on demand? I couldn't believe that I had said such a thing. It was so out of character for me. I'm a very shy person but I guess getting the new job, the Perks, Office, huge salary and benefits package went to my head. Shit, I started thinking of some way to take back my words and apologize for my inappropriate smart-ass statement. Without another word, Gail got up from her chair, came around my desk and dropped to her knees. Looking up at me with her big brown eyes, she smiled and began unzipping my trousers. I was so speechless and in such total shock; I just let Gail take over. She was so beautiful with full pouty lips and, as I said earlier…tiny. Maybe if I give you a full description of Gail you can understand how my hormones caused this shy guy to act so bold. Gail is 4',11" tall and weighs maybe 95-lbs. dripping wet. She has long reddish-brown hair, very flat chested, tiny waist and wide flaring hips. Although short, she is very long-legged in proportion to her height. If you were to see her in a photo, standing alone, you would swear she is over 5', 7" tall. My wife is such a huge woman; in height, weight and boobs. Over the years I've developed the fantasy of making love to a tiny woman who looks like a little girl. Gail fit the profile my fantasy perfectly because at 19 she looks like she's only 15. As Gail extracted my limp penis from my trousers she said, "Mr. Kramer, you are so handsome. I love older men and you remind me of my daddy. If I become your Secretary, can we pretend I'm working for my daddy? Would you be my daddy Mr. Kramer and treat me like your daughter?" My cock had been limp out of fear of having screwed up my new position. Now as Gail spoke to me while at the same time holding my cock, it literally started growing like an obscene Roger Rabbit Cartoon. Gail lowered her head and taking my cock into her warm mouth, tilted her head to one-side so she could stare into her new daddy's eyes. "Honey, you can be my little girl as much as you want. Does my little daughter like daddy's big cock?" "Oh daddy, I love your big cock. It tastes so yummy. I want to suck and eat it all up." Gail then took my cock from her wet lips and lifted it up. Ducking her head lower, she reached inside my pants and tried to remove my scrotums. "Daddy, take down your pants so Gilly (her real father's nickname for Gail) can suck on your sugar sacks." I just about shit. Gail was a fantasy come true. She wanted to suck on my sugar sacks? I was astonished and stood to remove my slacks and shorts for my hungry little slut-daughter. "Lock the door and take off your blouse." My control was extraordinary and like an aphrodisiac! Gail got up, ran to the door and locked it. As she turned around, I could see her face was very red from excitement. The little slut was obviously turned on by our game of her being obedient as my little daughter. And now she ready and willing to do whatever her nice new daddy told her to do! Gail started slowly walking back to me with her head down as if she had been a very bad little girl. As she started unbuttoning her blouse she said, "Is my new daddy mad at me? Your not going to spank me or anything are you?" I was now standing naked from the waist down. "Not if you get your blouse and bra off and get back to sucking daddy's big hard cock. If you do a real good job daddy will take you out to dinner tonight at your favorite restaurant and celebrate your new job as his Personal Secretary." Gail began grinning from ear to ear. "Oh daddy, I love you so much!", she squealed. Then she dropped back to her knees and began where she had left off. Gail took my scrotums into her mouth and began gently sucking and licking in such a way as to cause me to shiver from my toes clear to the top of my head. I was sitting on the front edge of my leather swivel chair as Gail ran her tongue under and behind the base of my balls. Tucking her head under my legs, she ran the tip of her pointy tongue closer and closer to my asshole. I was getting so turned on I couldn't take much more. This new hire-e was giving me much more than my wife of 40 years had ever offered. I reached down and touched her breasts for the first time. When my fingers touched Gail's nipples she sucked in her breath and said, "Oh daddy, please pinch my nipples to make me be a very good girl." As soon as I began applying pressure, Gail stopped all pretense of the game we had been playing. In a low, throaty whisper she said; "Oh god, I am so turned on by all of this Mr. Kramer. Please give me your cock." I laid Gail down on the carpet by my desk. Her face was radiant and her nipples so very hard and pointy from our foreplay. It was obvious that this sexual lady was not just pretending in order to get the job. She wasn't faking what was happening between her and I. It seemed that the control I had exercised as her boss and the suggestion that she would be expected to give me sexual favors brought out the 'slut' in Gail. I lifted her skirt and reaching beneath her hips, carefully began removing her pantyhose. I still remember how easily her beautiful legs slipped out of her tight warm pantyhose. Her legs were white and delicate. Her waist was so narrow and her hips flared wide into forming a perfect round, firm ass. Her smooth legs flowed from her firm thighs to her thin wrist-sized ankle and tiny doll-like feet. Taking her by the ankles, I lifted and spread her legs wide apart exposing her neatly trimmed pussy. Lifting her legs up and back towards her, I rotated her hip upward and back. Her pussy was now even more exposed and I could see the petals of her cunt lips open and the moist pinkness beckoning. I had such a strong urge to bury my face in her pink wet freshness, but feeling the moment for fucking her pussy was even stronger. I scooted my knees closer to her elevated ass and got into position to penetrate her beckoning center. "Hurry Mr. Kramer. Take me anyway you want" "Call me Larry when we fuck." Shit, I really was amazed at my newfound control! It sounded like someone else rather than me barking out the orders. This experience was a total turn-on and gave me such a powerful feeling in controlling a weaker person. Still holding onto her ankles, my cock was like a hard, 'Heat-seeking Missile." At 58 yrs. old, my cock looked every bit as hard as when I was 20. Twitching up and onto her wet opening the fat head my pulsing cock touched her young, pink, pussy flesh. It was like an electric charge. I could see a large dollop of cum drool out and down onto her clitoris. Rocking on my knees forward then back, I sawed my cockhead to and fro upon her gash preparing the opening for penetration. As Gail felt my prick massaging her delicate cunny she began moaning. "Yes Mr. Kramer. Daddy…. Larry, I want your big hard cock inside. Please fuck me before I scream!" Gail looked so tiny and so much a young little girl. I knew, this being my first time fucking her, that it would not take long before blowing my wad. The pressure from my balls was already beginning to signal the need for imminent release. By lifting my hips higher and leaning forward, I changed the angle of my cock downward. I could see the shinny hard tip of my wet cock indent her pink opening. Lowering myself slowly downward onto her, I watched in fascination as her flesh began parting and my cock began to disappear into the crease of her tight wet vagina. God, her pussy was so wet, so warm and so very tight! My fat cock began meeting more and more resistance the deeper it sank. I could feel the tight walls of her pussy squeezing my hard shaft as it sank all the way to where my balls were resting against her ass. "Ahhhhhhaaa!Yessss, right there Larry. It's been so long for me. I feel you so deep inside… it almost hurts. But it feels soooo gooood!" Gail was saying all the right things with her voice. And, her body was telling me even more. I began moving slowly in and out. My cock was stroking her tight pussy the same way an expert pool-shooter moves his stick forward and back in a well placed shot; only in this case my balls were slapping against her tightly puckered anal ring rather than the leather corner-pocket on a pool table. I felt so large and powerful in comparison to this little girl on her back looking up at me. She was so small and so tiny. I knew I was going to cum any minute and realized I wasn't wearing a condom. Hell, I hadn't needed to wear a condom because this was the first time I had cheated on my wife. What an asshole of a husband and dept. manager I had become. Well, that thought only lasted a second as another large surge of blood was pumped into my penis, separating me fortuitously from my moral conscience. "Honey, I'm going to come, are you safe?" "No, I don't have a boyfriend and I'm not on the pill". I pumped two or three more hard downward fucks, ramming her pussy. I watched in fascination as my fat hard cock pushed in and out the tight ring of her pussy. Her lips were stretched tightly around my cock. Instead of my cock sliding in and out; her clinging pussylips seemed to me milking my thrusting, turgid cock. Then I felt a swelling surge from within my nutsack. I quickly pulled out to a loud sucking noise made by her pussy as it tried to hold onto the swollen mushroom head of my cock. Gail scrambled around to place her mouth over my cockhead before spilling my seed. Taking my cock in her mouth she tightly sealed her lips and began suckling my cum like a baby nursing a momma's titty. Gail worked slowly and thoroughly to swallow my huge load. I froze perfectly still not wanting to make a mess of her hair, makeup or the carpet in my new office. She managed to drink it all except for a small string of cum that leaked out of the left corner of her lips, down her cheek and around her neck. I released an explosion of air that I didn't realize I had been holding inside. "Oh fuck honey, that was so fantastic." Gail smiled and started to remove my cock from her mouth. I spasmed and she realized I had one more round of jizz left; once again she nursed the remaining spunk from my penis. Her suckling caused a secondary orgasm reminiscent of my college days. This time she was in complete control and swirled the last of my come in a frothy foam around her lips, tongue and on the head of my dick. Gail spat a small amount of the goo onto my glistening cockhead, then slurped it back into her mouth and swallowed. "Gilly, thinks daddy's sperm tastes so yummy. Can you make more cock-sauce for your little girl's din-din tonight?" Well, you can see a bit of the dilemma I created for myself. Without going into detail, I have hired my second Secretary for Mr. Schwimmer's office. While Mrs. Daily didn't play the daughter game, I damn sure fucked her before hiring her. In her case it was after a luncheon interview with Helene (Mrs. Daily). She too brought out the same urgings of control and power I had felt with Gail. I ended up taking Helene to a seedy downtown motel near the Sports Center (but that's another story too lengthy for now). I'm nearly sick with worry. I have an appointment with Mr. Schwimmer and the company President tomorrow. Post script; I needn't have worried. Mr. Schwimmer and Fred (the company President) said they had plans for my 'Unique hiring skills'. If you're interested in hearing a follow-up story regarding our three-day recruiting trip to the University of San Diego, California along with three new Secretaries let me know. If there's enough interest I'll give you the details in a 2nd installment. Gotta go; another interview and another night of working late at the orifice (office)! Director of Personnel Ch. 2 I couldn't believe my good luck. When I hired my first secretary and suggested she show her loyalty by giving me a blow-job, I was afraid I'd be reported and fired. INSTEAD, the 19 yr. old little slut-applicant not only gave me the blow-job I asked for; I was about to find out that those in power over me were MUCH MORE PERVERTED than I! My 'Sexual Perks' were about to climb to the top of the 'Corporate Charts'. Young Miss Gail Wilson was hired as my Personal Secretary. I still couldn't get that erotic scene out of my head. The little 19-yr. old 'eager-beaver' had been on her knees at my feet swallowing the frothy cum from her new boss's cock. In her fantasy of sucking-off her 'daddy', she asked if daddy could "make more cock-sauce for your little girl's din-din tonight?" Would I? Did I? Yessss, indeedy do! After Gail was processed and issued our company manual, G.O.'s (General Orders) and S.O.P.'s (Standard Operating Procedures), I took my new 'little daughter-Secretary out to dinner and we celebrated her new position. I took Gail to a motel where I continued a more personal in-depth training of her official secretarial duties ala Boss Larry's way. I issued her my new manual titled, "L.F.S.P.'s" (Larry's Fucking and Sucking Procedures). Of course, the entire manual had to be 'injected and digested orally'. Miss Gail Wilson proved to be a very 'quick study' indeed! Bright and early the next morning I dropped her off at her apartment so she could get dressed for her first day as my Secretary. As I waited for Gail, I reflected on my marriage. I had told my wife I was on an emergency at our Orange County plant and would have to stay overnight to get it straightened out. I always had an 'Over-nighter' in the trunk packed with a fresh change of cloths for legitimate purposes. This was the first time I had actually used it to cheat on my wife. Our marriage was just about over anyway. Jean and I were working with a divorce attorney and we hadn't slept together for over 2 years. Not much need for feeling guilty over my lie. I certainly didn't want to rub Jean's nose in my personal conduct! As we drove to the office I stroked Gail's thigh. Sitting close to her newfound daddy and boss, she leaned her head on my comforting shoulder. It was a beautiful day and she looked so damn cute in her short little skirt and lacy blouse. Her loving demeanor and sexy conversation confirmed the fact I had picked a winner of a Secretary! Once at work I acquainted her with the Inter-com., phone systems, filing system and just enough basic information to get her settled and comfortable on her first day. We spent the rest of the morning introducing her to the other corporate officers and their staff. I had a 3:00 p.m. interview scheduled with a 2nd applicant and told Gail I may need her assistance during the interview. I had no idea at the time, just how fucking delicious her ass-isstance was going to be! It was already 12:30 when I sent Gail to the cafeteria for lunch. I had to take a pass because the morning was shot getting Gail squared away. I needed to study my 3 o'clock so I would be prepared for the interview. I had just opened her folder when Mrs. Schwimmer breezed into my office unannounced. Yvette (Mrs. Schwimmer) was Chairman of the Board and wife of the deceased founder of our company. Although 51, she had the looks of a 39-yr. old woman. Extremely attractive and possessing all the wealth and power her position had brought. She also had made good used of the latest techniques in cosmetic surgery. Her body had been 'honed for the bone'-men's hard boners! She had the best Beverly Hills Surgeon that money could buy and it showed. At 5'-6" her long legs, narrow waist and piercing green-eyes were framed by the most beautiful long blond hair cascading down to a set of 38 DD tits that gave me the 'Waa-Waas' every time I looked at her. *For your edification I will explain the term 'Waa-Waas'. It came from comedian Buddy Hackett. One night I caught the 'Johnny Carson Show' and his guest, Buddy Hackett, used the term 'Waa-Waa' when describing a beautiful lady. When Johnny raised that questioning eyebrow of his, Buddy said; "You know Johnny, dats when ya ain't had none in a long..long time an ya see a babe wit a big set a gazoongas walk by an ya go….Waauaa, Waauaa!" Buddy punctuated the expression in a vibrating guttural noise that came all the way from his gut to his throat in such a riotous way as to cause the normally stoic Johnny to practically fall out of his chair in a fit of laughter. I nearly got lost in staring at Mrs. Schwimmer's big 38 DD's. I was definitely thinking 'Waa-Waa'! When I pried my eyes loose and raised them to her beautiful face she was smiling. "Well Larry, how do you like them?" I started stammering and Yvette just laughed and sat her cute butt down on the corner of my desk facing me. "Don't bother Larry, I'm still not used to men's staring eyes…but I like it when I catch them looking at me." She crossed her legs giving me a quick peek up the insides of her gorgeous thighs. NO WAY! I could have sworn that she had just pulled a 'Sharon Stone' and given me a flash of her furry little beaver! Yvette simply continued smiling and began telling me why she was here (unannounced) with no one else around! Larry, I knew you just sent Miss Wilson to lunch and was here alone in your office. Do you know how I knew? (She definitely had my attention.) Your office is 'bugged'." I sat 'bolt' upright as my jaw dropped open in disbelief. Shit this was it! I was going to get 'canned'! "I also have two hidden video cameras installed. One over there inside the Smoke Detector and the 2nd in your reception room inside the picture on the wall next to your secretary's desk. With those two cameras I can see and hear everything that goes on in your office. Larry…you've been a very busy and a very naughty boy!" My throat was dry and my face must have been drained of all its blood because Yvette got a concerned look on her face. Waiving her had back and forth in a casual manner she said, "Don't worry Larry. Your job is secure. I have a reason for all this and that's why I'm here now. You didn't get the job of Director of Personnel by accident. I made sure Alan (her son and company vice-president) wouldn't be able to make the 'Job Fair'. I saw the work you did on the presentation and was very impressed! And don't bother thanking me. You're more than qualified for the job…I need done". (I need done?) As Alice in Wonderland said, "This was getting curious-er and curious-er!" Yvette stood up and walked behind the back of my leather swivel chair. Placing her hands gently on my shoulder she said, " You know Larry, I've been very lonely since my husband's death. This is a small community and for the good of the company and my reputation I've had to maintain a very boring and very low profile. Now that I know you don't mind cheating on your wife…I figure you just might be the man I've been waiting for. A man who can take care of…all…my needs." (all…her needs?) Could the Mad Hatter be far behind? My brain was whirling like a spastic eggbeater. Questions started whipping up from the beating inside my brain. "Mrs. Schwimmer, how could you see what happened yesterday? I don't see any cameras in my office." I was whining like a little kid whose hand had just gotten 'caught in the cookie jar'. Only it wasn't my hand, it was my cock. Instead of a cookie jar, it had been caught sliding into young Gail Wilson's mouth. Like Alice, my dream was also turning into a nightmare! Yvette leaned over the back of my chair and lowered her hands to the front of my trousers. Using one hand she loosened my belt. She then began to snake the other hand under my belt creeping slowly down my belly. As her fingernails began working their way into my briefs I felt the sensitive nerves in my stomach start kicking the muscles of my Pec's to attention. My cock was aching for an invitation to join Alice's tea party! "They're called 'pin-hole' color cameras Larry. It's a new system called 'Remote Watch Plus'. I can lay in bed with my remote control and then 'click-click' up pops channel 98. Then 'click-click' up pops Larry's office with his big hard cock in slutty little Miss Wilson's mouth. I've got a new CD-ROM which I burned yesterday just for you. It's there in my purse. I thought you might like to share it with your wife tonight. The quality is excellent and the sounds of her sucking and calling you her "daddy' will, I'm sure, please your wife to no-end!" Yup, she just found 'Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee'…only they both looked a lot like me! Yvette was whispering all of this in my ear. I felt her hot breath licking at my lobes! Her fingers now found their mark and she began a sensual raking of her fingernails gently up and down my rock hard cock. The feeling of her hand coupled with the knowledge that she could destroy me was excruciating. I felt like she was the mad Queen of Hearts and about to yell, "Off with his head!" I started squirming as she lowered her hand further and gently cupped my scrotums. "Face it Larry, I have you by your smooth hairy balls. There's no reason you can't give me what I need too. I think you'll learn to enjoy what I have in store for my new Personnel Director." (In store? For me?) Oh shit…here comes the executioner with that big ol' axe. Yvette removed her hand giving my cock one final sensual squeeze. Again positioning herself back onto my desk she said, "Larry honey, I'll take your silence as a form of agreement to what I've said thus far. You and I can do a lot for this company. I need to gain the willing co-operation of everyone in management. I have power but without control it isn't enough. I can't fuck everyone in management. But if you agree to fuck me…then you…and I can fuck everyone else necessary. (Now that sounded a whole lot better!) I looked at her and said, "Daddy Like"! Yvette gave me a big ol' smile and winked. "Little Miss Wilson wasn't an accident. I hand picked her as your secretary knowing you would take the bait. Your 3:00 o'clock interview will become my son's Personal Secretary. There's going to be a lot of changes in management due to your appointments of new employees as dictated by me. You and I are going to control the men of this company by means of 'P.O.P.'. Power of the Pussy'! And now Larry, I think it's high-time you started with my little neglected pussy." With that Yvette stood up and hiked her dress up around her waist. No doubt about it! I was right. No panties! Her beautifully trimmed bush was beckoning. I was about to be used in a most wonderful way. All of her intrigue and hot, demanding talk had my cock dancing in my pants. The dance I wanted to do with Yvette was the 'Horizontal Mambo'. Yvette said, "Slide your chair over here to momma. That's right!" Yvette then unbuttoned her blouse baring those marvelous melons. I couldn't believe how different her tits were from Gail's. Gail's were tiny and cute! Yvette's breasts were huge and firm. I was getting lockjaw from just seeing them close-up and naked! Her Surgeon was much more than a mere Surgeon. He was a fucking artist! Yvette had areolas larger than silver dollars. They were dark purple in contrast to her lily-white skin. Her tits had large blue veins feeding upon the puffy nipples, which were beginning to crinkle in anticipation of my approaching hands and mouth. Standing up, I placed my hands on both breasts. They were firm and youthful feeling. I had never felt tits that were the result of plastic surgery. I had seen some in girly magazines but Yvette's were as good as any photo I had seen; and she was offering them up to me so I could suck on them. I almost came in my pants! Yvette sucked air into her lungs causing the huge double D's to swell even larger. "Bite them Larry. Suck my nipples hard, baby." She got right to the point. Yvette was in no mood for smooching and a lot of foreplay. She simply wanted me to slobber all over those big mounds of hers and I had to agree that it was a fan-fucking-tastic idea! "They need a lot of luvin' honey. And so does momma's little pussy. They both need your tongue to bring them back to life. I've been neglected too goddamn long." I had been sucking and biting on Yvette's nipples. When she got to the part about it being "too goddamn long", she punctuated it by grabbing my tie around the knot and yanking my face down to introduce me to her 'little missy pussy'. Placing both hands behind my neck she pulled my face into her musky crotch. Her neglected pussy was in 'heat' and the thick heavy smell was heavenly! I was once again sitting down in my chair with my nose buried in her wonderful cunny. Yvette lifted one leg at a time and placed each of her high heels carefully onto the armrest of my chair. Now the scene was complete and the stage set. "Let the fucking games begin." Her long legs were elevated and wide open exposing her beautiful beaver to my hungry eyes. It looked like lunch was being served. I was getting special 'room service' and would not go hungry today! With blouse open and legs spread, she had prepared a sumptuous feast for my eating. Yvette must have been anticipating this for a long time because her succulent pussy was drenched. The finely twined curly hairs of her bush were laden with drops of cunt juice. Lying slowly back on my wide desk, she further exposed her pussy. "It's time to eat me Larry. Lick mamma's hungry pussy and make me cum." Placing my arms under the back of both her knees I began to slowly lift. Rotating her hips up and back, I exposed her beautiful firm round derriere so that her pussy was before my eager mouth. Her cute little 'brownie' was staring back at me. As my pointy wet tongue made contact with her tiny winking rosebud, she let out a muffled cry. I loved being the cause of a woman making noises as I make love to her. It's a heady feeling of power for a man. I began slithering my tongue from her tightly closed hole up to her gaping wet snatch. Lifting my tongue higher, I lathered her slit slowly and ended my travels on the pink pearly bud of her protruding clit. Swirling my tongue around and around her clitty, I could feel it harden and protrude even more. The hood of her clit was draped back and her little pearl begging for attention. I flicked my tongue up and down. Again Yvette responded with more guttural noises of approval. I flicked it much faster and she began talking dirty to me. "Oh baby that feels so good. Lick my pussy, lick my little clitty, and make me cum. I'm such a bitch aren't I? Eat your bitch baby. I want to be Larry's nasty…little bitch." With that she trailed off into a mild, soft orgasm. I could feel her body tense and a small amount of wet flowing juice squeezed from the contractions deep within her pussy. It was as hot lava slowly seeping from the mouth of an erupting volcano. I stopped and let her come down slowly. Yvette started to lift up. "That was very nice honey…thank you!" "Lay back down my big titted corporate bitch. Ol' Larry is just getting your pussy warmed up for the 'Big O'." Lifting her face, she said, "You mean there's more? Oh honey, I don't know if I can take much more." I didn't say anything more. I just buried my face back into her hot, wet, pussy. The heady smell from her fresh cum was really turning on my brain cells and switching the neurons into overload. I was back in control of the situation; at least for the moment! I sucked her clit between my teeth and bit down gently as I vacuumed it with the rough surface of my tongue. Now it was her turn to squirm. I began triggering her clit and flicking it up and down as though it were a miniature punching bag and my tongue the gloves of a boxer 'tattooing' her little 'bag' into a staccato of rhythmic coital harmony. Yvette was beginning to slightly tremble once again. This time I was going to take her from a mild peak all the way to the top of fucking Mount Kiliminjaro! Once again I lowered my tongue to her anus and began to repeat the slow sensual journey to her clitoris. This time however, I reached forward with my left hand and started massaging her right breast and nipple as I made the trip. She began a low moaning sound and a 'hunching' of her hips to my rubbing of her titty. I guessed right; the hot bitch was right breasted. I knew the sensation of my touch was sending a signal down into the heart of her pussy begging for a release. I twisted her pebbled nipple and felt another movement of her hips in response. I continued swabbing her pussy with my tongue and lips working in concert with my fingers on her tight fleshy breast and hardening nipple. The stubby small protrusion of her nipple was getting very hard indeed. I was playing her like a finely tuned cello and she began to respond with a vibrating noise from her throat that was music to her new lover's ears. "Oh yessss, Larry! There, honey…right there! Don't move…don't stop! Donnnnnn't….!" Her hips and legs were beginning to quiver even more. I knew her pussy was mine. As I fastened my lips upon the bud of her clit and began sucking in earnest for the final assault that would conquer her senses and free her building orgasm; I inserted my long middle index finger into her tight wet cunt. Rotating my hand over, palm up, I reached deep inside and curled the tip of my finger upwards searching for the nerve-strings buried beneath her 'Mons De Venus' and the musical bridge of her pussy-cello I was now plucking with my nasty fat finger. She was about to make some very sweet music indeed! There…finally I located the membrane of the tiny muscled tissue hiding the little button that was going to lift the busty Yvette onto the paradisiacal peak of that mountain she had been climbing. Higher and higher. Lifting and swirling I flicked her 'switch' side to side, forward and back. I could feel her quiver turn into a shudder and then…then; her hips bucked up into my face hard enough that I thought my nose might bled. I buried my nose and mouth tightly into the depth of her quivering quim! I kept the sucking pressure on her clit as she started to scream! She was screaming but thank god, she had covered her mouth with both hands! The once hard corporate bitch was a quivering heap of Jell-O! I scooped out some of her fresh warm cunt-cream. She watched as I lifted the thick syrupy cream of her pussy to my lips and sucked in some her sweet nectar. She tasted hot and tangy! I wanted more so I lowered my face once again and slurped rudely at the source of her flow. I felt a harder surging in my pants at the taste of her dripping wet pussy! I wanted to whip out my spear and deliver the Coup de Gras to her bitchy demanding little ass. But then again, I think I just did! Maybe I should hold a little something back. I remembered the admonition, "Always leave them a little wanting". Slowly she began to relax and compose herself. Sitting up, I could see tears of joy in her eyes. Yvette paid me the ultimate compliment by gently putting her tear-stained face to mine and giving me the sweetest kiss I had in years. Her kiss lingered as she sampled her own flavorful taste from my lips. "Thank you lover. That was soooo wonderful. You'll never know how much I've been looking forward to feeling like a woman again. I would make you cum too, but your 3:00 appointment will be here soon and you're going to need that hard tool in order to pry her little panty's off." Yvette began putting herself back together. As she started buttoning her blouse, she called out over her shoulder. "Gail, honey are you out there?" "Yes Mrs. Schwimmer." "Good, I want you to leave Larry alone until after his appointment." Gail walked to the doorway of my office with a knowing smile. Obviously she'd heard Yvette getting her pussy sucked to a 'fare-thee-well'. "Mr. Kramer has a hard-on as big as your forearm and might try to get funny with you. Don't you let him! He needs to use it on Miss Helene Daily." (Damn, that caused the ol' spear to leap in my pants again!) Director of Personnel Ch. 2 Turning back to me she continued, "Larry, Miss Daily is going to be assigned as my son's Personal Secretary. I don't have time to give you all the details but Alan isn't doing 'diddly-squat' right now. I have to get my son's attention but he has such a fetish for me, he can't think straight. He's been trying to get into my panties for months. He's entirely screwed up with a mother complex. He almost raped me last week. I know if he does, he'll never get his 'shit together'. (Although 'Corporate' Yvette was back and barking out orders, she had changed markedly. Her voice was much softer and quite sweet. Cumming had done wonders for her and the way she was looking at me…well let's just say it was a comforting sight indeed!) "When you meet Helene you'll know why I picked her as Alan's secretary. She's a beautiful older Lebanese woman." Taking my hands in hers she said, "Larry, I want you to explain the situation and what I need her to do should she takes the job. I'm sure she will understand completely. She comes highly recommended and my dossier on her tells me she is perfect for Alan. Explain to her she's to treat Alan as a son and become his mommy/nanny. I want her to take the heat off of me and get Alan's head out of my pussy and into hers. It's the only way I know to eventually open the door to his becoming a man." "I want you to take Helene down to the company Beach House in San Diego for the weekend. Also take Carl (Mr. Carl Schmidt the company President) with you. I've already sent him a memo to that effect and he's home packing for the trip as we speak. Jane (in Pay roll) has your flight reservations and will give you the details regarding your rental car, company credit card, and petty cash for the trip. Karl doesn't know what this trip as all about. I told him he was to just relax and put himself in your hands. I want you, Helene and Gail to take him down there and get him good and plastered. I've had the same 'Remote Watch' camera's installed and all you have to do is bury him in pussy for a couple of days so I can control his insolent ass. Can you handle that honey?" (I nodded like a smiling idiot. This was the best assignment anyone had ever given me.) "Fine lover!" She was a god damn wonder. Like a well-oiled business machine. I loved hearing a strong good-looking woman say exactly what she wanted and then be clever enough to bring it to fruition. I looked over to Gail who was halfway behind the door of her office as if hiding something. I realized she had her hand up her skirt and was touching herself due to Yvette's revelation regarding the coming weekend. Little Miss Wilson was obviously excited and getting-off at the prospect of going to San Diego. She looked like she was ready for a gang-banging good time! Yvette turned facing Gail and said, "Miss Wilson, this is an office we're conducting here! Take your hand out of your pussy and get ready for Mrs. Daily's interview. Larry may require your assistance because I understand she has a preference for cute, younger women. Can you handle that?" "Yes Mrs. Schwimmer." "Good! If you do well today…and over the weekend helping Larry; I'll have a check for an extra thousand waiting as a bonus. Now be a good girl and see that everybody gets taken care of will you?" "Oh yes, Mrs. Schwimmer. I knew Gail would have no trouble keeping her end of the assignment. The little 19-yr. old nympho would help me flame Mr. Carl Schmidt's cock and burn his sorry ass to the fucking ground. I loved the way my lover was thinking. The realization that I now had sexual access to two hot bitches and a third on the way was terrific. Let's see now…I was going to control Gail and Helen. Helen was going to control Alan. Yvette was controlling my ass. And all of us were all going to gang-bang Carl! Way too fucking much fun! I felt like I was a Gladiator in Ancient Rome's Coliseum with a bit of the Land of Oz thrown in for good measure. "Lions and Tigers and Bears, Oh my!" "Well, I'll be getting along dear. Call me at this number when you have time and we can talk out all the details. In the mean time here's that CD I promised you. When you get back Sunday evening, I want you to come over to the house and review the videos with me so we can put it all together for a little 'Corporate Presentation' to sell Mr. Carl Schmidt on the idea of being a more co-operative and loyal Corporate President. I want his lips sealed to my fanny when I present my proposal to the stockholders meeting next month. If all goes well this weekend my dear, I'll have more than the required two-thirds votes to open a 3rd plant in Scottsdale, Arizona." Oh yeah, this was going to be a great job with some fan-fucking-tastic perks. There were no doubts in my mind I had finally found the perfect 'employment opportunity' which would brighten the path of my otherwise dull life. This was truly getting better and better by the hour! Director of Personnel Ch. 2 (An alliance continues the abuse of authority!) I couldn't believe my good luck. When I hired my first secretary and suggested she show her loyalty by giving me a blow-job, I was afraid I'd be reported and fired. INSTEAD, the 19 yr. old little slut-applicant not only gave me the blow-job I asked for; I was about to find out that those in power over me were MUCH MORE PERVERTED than I! My 'Sexual Perks' were about to climb to the top of the 'Corporate Charts'. Young Miss Gail Wilson was hired as my Personal Secretary. I still couldn't get that erotic scene out of my head. The little 19-yr. old 'eager-beaver' had been on her knees at my feet swallowing the frothy cum from her new boss's cock. In her fantasy of sucking-off her 'daddy', she asked if daddy could "make more cock-sauce for your little girl's din-din tonight?" Would I? Did I? Yessss, indeedy do! After Gail was processed and issued our company manual, G.O.'s (General Orders) and S.O.P.'s (Standard Operating Procedures), I took my new 'little daughter-Secretary out to dinner and we celebrated her new position. I took Gail to a motel where I continued a more personal in-depth training of her official secretarial duties ala Boss Larry's way. I issued her my new manual titled, "L.F.S.P.'s" (Larry's Fucking and Sucking Procedures). Of course, the entire manual had to be 'injected and digested orally'. Miss Gail Wilson proved to be a very 'quick study' indeed! Bright and early the next morning I dropped her off at her apartment so she could get dressed for her first day as my Secretary. As I waited for Gail, I reflected on my marriage. I had told my wife I was on an emergency at our Orange County plant and would have to stay overnight to get it straightened out. I always had an 'Over-nighter' in the trunk packed with a fresh change of cloths for legitimate purposes. This was the first time I had actually used it to cheat on my wife. Our marriage was just about over anyway. Jean and I were working with a divorce attorney and we hadn't slept together for over 2 years. Not much need for feeling guilty over my lie. I certainly didn't want to rub Jean's nose in my personal conduct! As we drove to the office I stroked Gail's thigh. Sitting close to her newfound daddy and boss, she leaned her head on my comforting shoulder. It was a beautiful day and she looked so damn cute in her short little skirt and lacy blouse. Her loving demeanor and sexy conversation confirmed the fact I had picked a winner of a Secretary! Once at work I acquainted her with the Inter-com., phone systems, filing system and just enough basic information to get her settled and comfortable on her first day. We spent the rest of the morning introducing her to the other corporate officers and their staff. I had a 3:00 p.m. interview scheduled with a 2nd applicant and told Gail I may need her assistance during the interview. I had no idea at the time, just how fucking delicious her ass-isstance was going to be! It was already 12:30 when I sent Gail to the cafeteria for lunch. I had to take a pass because the morning was shot getting Gail squared away. I needed to study my 3 o'clock so I would be prepared for the interview. I had just opened her folder when Mrs. Schwimmer breezed into my office unannounced. Yvette (Mrs. Schwimmer) was Chairman of the Board and wife of the deceased founder of our company. Although 51, she had the looks of a 39-yr. old woman. Extremely attractive and possessing all the wealth and power her position had brought. She also had made good used of the latest techniques in cosmetic surgery. Her body had been 'honed for the bone'-men's hard boners! She had the best Beverly Hills Surgeon that money could buy and it showed. At 5'-6" her long legs, narrow waist and piercing green-eyes were framed by the most beautiful long blond hair cascading down to a set of 38 DD tits that gave me the 'Waa-Waas' every time I looked at her. *For your edification I will explain the term 'Waa-Waas'. It came from comedian Buddy Hackett. One night I caught the 'Johnny Carson Show' and his guest, Buddy Hackett, used the term 'Waa-Waa' when describing a beautiful lady. When Johnny raised that questioning eyebrow of his, Buddy said; "You know Johnny, dats when ya ain't had none in a long..long time an ya see a babe wit a big set a gazoongas walk by an ya go….Waauaa, Waauaa!" Buddy punctuated the expression in a vibrating guttural noise that came all the way from his gut to his throat in such a riotous way as to cause the normally stoic Johnny to practically fall out of his chair in a fit of laughter. I nearly got lost in staring at Mrs. Schwimmer's big 38 DD's. I was definitely thinking 'Waa-Waa'! When I pried my eyes loose and raised them to her beautiful face she was smiling. "Well Larry, how do you like them?" I started stammering and Yvette just laughed and sat her cute butt down on the corner of my desk facing me. "Don't bother Larry, I'm still not used to men's staring eyes…but I like it when I catch them looking at me." She crossed her legs giving me a quick peek up the insides of her gorgeous thighs. NO WAY! I could have sworn that she had just pulled a 'Sharon Stone' and given me a flash of her furry little beaver! Yvette simply continued smiling and began telling me why she was here (unannounced) with no one else around! Larry, I knew you just sent Miss Wilson to lunch and was here alone in your office. Do you know how I knew? (She definitely had my attention.) Your office is 'bugged'." I sat 'bolt' upright as my jaw dropped open in disbelief. Shit this was it! I was going to get 'canned'! "I also have two hidden video cameras installed. One over there inside the Smoke Detector and the 2nd in your reception room inside the picture on the wall next to your secretary's desk. With those two cameras I can see and hear everything that goes on in your office. Larry…you've been a very busy and a very naughty boy!" My throat was dry and my face must have been drained of all its blood because Yvette got a concerned look on her face. Waiving her had back and forth in a casual manner she said, "Don't worry Larry. Your job is secure. I have a reason for all this and that's why I'm here now. You didn't get the job of Director of Personnel by accident. I made sure Alan (her son and company vice-president) wouldn't be able to make the 'Job Fair'. I saw the work you did on the presentation and was very impressed! And don't bother thanking me. You're more than qualified for the job…I need done". (I need done?) As Alice in Wonderland said, "This was getting curious-er and curious-er!" Yvette stood up and walked behind the back of my leather swivel chair. Placing her hands gently on my shoulder she said, " You know Larry, I've been very lonely since my husband's death. This is a small community and for the good of the company and my reputation I've had to maintain a very boring and very low profile. Now that I know you don't mind cheating on your wife…I figure you just might be the man I've been waiting for. A man who can take care of…all…my needs." (all…her needs?) Could the Mad Hatter be far behind? My brain was whirling like a spastic eggbeater. Questions started whipping up from the beating inside my brain. "Mrs. Schwimmer, how could you see what happened yesterday? I don't see any cameras in my office." I was whining like a little kid whose hand had just gotten 'caught in the cookie jar'. Only it wasn't my hand, it was my cock. Instead of a cookie jar, it had been caught sliding into young Gail Wilson's mouth. Like Alice, my dream was also turning into a nightmare! Yvette leaned over the back of my chair and lowered her hands to the front of my trousers. Using one hand she loosened my belt. She then began to snake the other hand under my belt creeping slowly down my belly. As her fingernails began working their way into my briefs I felt the sensitive nerves in my stomach start kicking the muscles of my Pec's to attention. My cock was aching for an invitation to join Alice's tea party! "They're called 'pin-hole' color cameras Larry. It's a new system called 'Remote Watch Plus'. I can lay in bed with my remote control and then 'click-click' up pops channel 98. Then 'click-click' up pops Larry's office with his big hard cock in slutty little Miss Wilson's mouth. I've got a new CD-ROM which I burned yesterday just for you. It's there in my purse. I thought you might like to share it with your wife tonight. The quality is excellent and the sounds of her sucking and calling you her "daddy' will, I'm sure, please your wife to no-end!" Yup, she just found 'Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee'…only they both looked a lot like me! Yvette was whispering all of this in my ear. I felt her hot breath licking at my lobes! Her fingers now found their mark and she began a sensual raking of her fingernails gently up and down my rock hard cock. The feeling of her hand coupled with the knowledge that she could destroy me was excruciating. I felt like she was the mad Queen of Hearts and about to yell, "Off with his head!" I started squirming as she lowered her hand further and gently cupped my scrotums. "Face it Larry, I have you by your smooth hairy balls. There's no reason you can't give me what I need too. I think you'll learn to enjoy what I have in store for my new Personnel Director." (In store? For me?) Oh shit…here comes the executioner with that big ol' axe. Yvette removed her hand giving my cock one final sensual squeeze. Again positioning herself back onto my desk she said, "Larry honey, I'll take your silence as a form of agreement to what I've said thus far. You and I can do a lot for this company. I need to gain the willing co-operation of everyone in management. I have power but without control it isn't enough. I can't fuck everyone in management. But if you agree to fuck me…then you…and I can fuck everyone else necessary. (Now that sounded a whole lot better!) I looked at her and said, "Daddy Like"! Yvette gave me a big ol' smile and winked. "Little Miss Wilson wasn't an accident. I hand picked her as your secretary knowing you would take the bait. Your 3:00 o'clock interview will become my son's Personal Secretary. There's going to be a lot of changes in management due to your appointments of new employees as dictated by me. You and I are going to control the men of this company by means of 'P.O.P.'. Power of the Pussy'! And now Larry, I think it's high-time you started with my little neglected pussy." With that Yvette stood up and hiked her dress up around her waist. No doubt about it! I was right. No panties! Her beautifully trimmed bush was beckoning. I was about to be used in a most wonderful way. All of her intrigue and hot, demanding talk had my cock dancing in my pants. The dance I wanted to do with Yvette was the 'Horizontal Mambo'. Yvette said, "Slide your chair over here to momma. That's right!" Yvette then unbuttoned her blouse baring those marvelous melons. I couldn't believe how different her tits were from Gail's. Gail's were tiny and cute! Yvette's breasts were huge and firm. I was getting lockjaw from just seeing them close-up and naked! Her Surgeon was much more than a mere Surgeon. He was a fucking artist! Yvette had areolas larger than silver dollars. They were dark purple in contrast to her lily-white skin. Her tits had large blue veins feeding upon the puffy nipples, which were beginning to crinkle in anticipation of my approaching hands and mouth. Standing up, I placed my hands on both breasts. They were firm and youthful feeling. I had never felt tits that were the result of plastic surgery. I had seen some in girly magazines but Yvette's were as good as any photo I had seen; and she was offering them up to me so I could suck on them. I almost came in my pants! Yvette sucked air into her lungs causing the huge double D's to swell even larger. "Bite them Larry. Suck my nipples hard, baby." She got right to the point. Yvette was in no mood for smooching and a lot of foreplay. She simply wanted me to slobber all over those big mounds of hers and I had to agree that it was a fan-fucking-tastic idea! "They need a lot of luvin' honey. And so does momma's little pussy. They both need your tongue to bring them back to life. I've been neglected too goddamn long." I had been sucking and biting on Yvette's nipples. When she got to the part about it being "too goddamn long", she punctuated it by grabbing my tie around the knot and yanking my face down to introduce me to her 'little missy pussy'. Placing both hands behind my neck she pulled my face into her musky crotch. Her neglected pussy was in 'heat' and the thick heavy smell was heavenly! I was once again sitting down in my chair with my nose buried in her wonderful cunny. Yvette lifted one leg at a time and placed each of her high heels carefully onto the armrest of my chair. Now the scene was complete and the stage set. "Let the fucking games begin." Her long legs were elevated and wide open exposing her beautiful beaver to my hungry eyes. It looked like lunch was being served. I was getting special 'room service' and would not go hungry today! With blouse open and legs spread, she had prepared a sumptuous feast for my eating. Yvette must have been anticipating this for a long time because her succulent pussy was drenched. The finely twined curly hairs of her bush were laden with drops of cunt juice. Lying slowly back on my wide desk, she further exposed her pussy. "It's time to eat me Larry. Lick mamma's hungry pussy and make me cum." Placing my arms under the back of both her knees I began to slowly lift. Rotating her hips up and back, I exposed her beautiful firm round derriere so that her pussy was before my eager mouth. Her cute little 'brownie' was staring back at me. As my pointy wet tongue made contact with her tiny winking rosebud, she let out a muffled cry. I loved being the cause of a woman making noises as I make love to her. It's a heady feeling of power for a man. I began slithering my tongue from her tightly closed hole up to her gaping wet snatch. Lifting my tongue higher, I lathered her slit slowly and ended my travels on the pink pearly bud of her protruding clit. Swirling my tongue around and around her clitty, I could feel it harden and protrude even more. The hood of her clit was draped back and her little pearl begging for attention. I flicked my tongue up and down. Again Yvette responded with more guttural noises of approval. I flicked it much faster and she began talking dirty to me. "Oh baby that feels so good. Lick my pussy, lick my little clitty, and make me cum. I'm such a bitch aren't I? Eat your bitch baby. I want to be Larry's nasty…little bitch." With that she trailed off into a mild, soft orgasm. I could feel her body tense and a small amount of wet flowing juice squeezed from the contractions deep within her pussy. It was as hot lava slowly seeping from the mouth of an erupting volcano. I stopped and let her come down slowly. Yvette started to lift up. "That was very nice honey…thank you!" Director of Personnel Ch. 2 "Lay back down my big titted corporate bitch. Ol' Larry is just getting your pussy warmed up for the 'Big O'." Lifting her face, she said, "You mean there's more? Oh honey, I don't know if I can take much more." I didn't say anything more. I just buried my face back into her hot, wet, pussy. The heady smell from her fresh cum was really turning on my brain cells and switching the neurons into overload. I was back in control of the situation; at least for the moment! I sucked her clit between my teeth and bit down gently as I vacuumed it with the rough surface of my tongue. Now it was her turn to squirm. I began triggering her clit and flicking it up and down as though it were a miniature punching bag and my tongue the gloves of a boxer 'tattooing' her little 'bag' into a staccato of rhythmic coital harmony. Yvette was beginning to slightly tremble once again. This time I was going to take her from a mild peak all the way to the top of fucking Mount Kiliminjaro! Once again I lowered my tongue to her anus and began to repeat the slow sensual journey to her clitoris. This time however, I reached forward with my left hand and started massaging her right breast and nipple as I made the trip. She began a low moaning sound and a 'hunching' of her hips to my rubbing of her titty. I guessed right; the hot bitch was right breasted. I knew the sensation of my touch was sending a signal down into the heart of her pussy begging for a release. I twisted her pebbled nipple and felt another movement of her hips in response. I continued swabbing her pussy with my tongue and lips working in concert with my fingers on her tight fleshy breast and hardening nipple. The stubby small protrusion of her nipple was getting very hard indeed. I was playing her like a finely tuned cello and she began to respond with a vibrating noise from her throat that was music to her new lover's ears. "Oh yessss, Larry! There, honey…right there! Don't move…don't stop! Donnnnnn't….!" Her hips and legs were beginning to quiver even more. I knew her pussy was mine. As I fastened my lips upon the bud of her clit and began sucking in earnest for the final assault that would conquer her senses and free her building orgasm; I inserted my long middle index finger into her tight wet cunt. Rotating my hand over, palm up, I reached deep inside and curled the tip of my finger upwards searching for the nerve-strings buried beneath her 'Mons De Venus' and the musical bridge of her pussy-cello I was now plucking with my nasty fat finger. She was about to make some very sweet music indeed! There…finally I located the membrane of the tiny muscled tissue hiding the little button that was going to lift the busty Yvette onto the paradisiacal peak of that mountain she had been climbing. Higher and higher. Lifting and swirling I flicked her 'switch' side to side, forward and back. I could feel her quiver turn into a shudder and then…then; her hips bucked up into my face hard enough that I thought my nose might bled. I buried my nose and mouth tightly into the depth of her quivering quim! I kept the sucking pressure on her clit as she started to scream! She was screaming but thank god, she had covered her mouth with both hands! The once hard corporate bitch was a quivering heap of Jell-O! I scooped out some of her fresh warm cunt-cream. She watched as I lifted the thick syrupy cream of her pussy to my lips and sucked in some her sweet nectar. She tasted hot and tangy! I wanted more so I lowered my face once again and slurped rudely at the source of her flow. I felt a harder surging in my pants at the taste of her dripping wet pussy! I wanted to whip out my spear and deliver the Coup de Gras to her bitchy demanding little ass. But then again, I think I just did! Maybe I should hold a little something back. I remembered the admonition, "Always leave them a little wanting". Slowly she began to relax and compose herself. Sitting up, I could see tears of joy in her eyes. Yvette paid me the ultimate compliment by gently putting her tear-stained face to mine and giving me the sweetest kiss I had in years. Her kiss lingered as she sampled her own flavorful taste from my lips. "Thank you lover. That was soooo wonderful. You'll never know how much I've been looking forward to feeling like a woman again. I would make you cum too, but your 3:00 appointment will be here soon and you're going to need that hard tool in order to pry her little panty's off." Yvette began putting herself back together. As she started buttoning her blouse, she called out over her shoulder. "Gail, honey are you out there?" "Yes Mrs. Schwimmer." "Good, I want you to leave Larry alone until after his appointment." Gail walked to the doorway of my office with a knowing smile. Obviously she'd heard Yvette getting her pussy sucked to a 'fare-thee-well'. "Mr. Kramer has a hard-on as big as your forearm and might try to get funny with you. Don't you let him! He needs to use it on Miss Helene Daily." (Damn, that caused the ol' spear to leap in my pants again!) Turning back to me she continued, "Larry, Miss Daily is going to be assigned as my son's Personal Secretary. I don't have time to give you all the details but Alan isn't doing 'diddly-squat' right now. I have to get my son's attention but he has such a fetish for me, he can't think straight. He's been trying to get into my panties for months. He's entirely screwed up with a mother complex. He almost raped me last week. I know if he does, he'll never get his 'shit together'. (Although 'Corporate' Yvette was back and barking out orders, she had changed markedly. Her voice was much softer and quite sweet. Cumming had done wonders for her and the way she was looking at me…well let's just say it was a comforting sight indeed!) "When you meet Helene you'll know why I picked her as Alan's secretary. She's a beautiful older Lebanese woman." Taking my hands in hers she said, "Larry, I want you to explain the situation and what I need her to do should she takes the job. I'm sure she will understand completely. She comes highly recommended and my dossier on her tells me she is perfect for Alan. Explain to her she's to treat Alan as a son and become his mommy/nanny. I want her to take the heat off of me and get Alan's head out of my pussy and into hers. It's the only way I know to eventually open the door to his becoming a man." "I want you to take Helene down to the company Beach House in San Diego for the weekend. Also take Carl (Mr. Carl Schmidt the company President) with you. I've already sent him a memo to that effect and he's home packing for the trip as we speak. Jane (in Pay roll) has your flight reservations and will give you the details regarding your rental car, company credit card, and petty cash for the trip. Karl doesn't know what this trip as all about. I told him he was to just relax and put himself in your hands. I want you, Helene and Gail to take him down there and get him good and plastered. I've had the same 'Remote Watch' camera's installed and all you have to do is bury him in pussy for a couple of days so I can control his insolent ass. Can you handle that honey?" (I nodded like a smiling idiot. This was the best assignment anyone had ever given me.) "Fine lover!" She was a god damn wonder. Like a well-oiled business machine. I loved hearing a strong good-looking woman say exactly what she wanted and then be clever enough to bring it to fruition. I looked over to Gail who was halfway behind the door of her office as if hiding something. I realized she had her hand up her skirt and was touching herself due to Yvette's revelation regarding the coming weekend. Little Miss Wilson was obviously excited and getting-off at the prospect of going to San Diego. She looked like she was ready for a gang-banging good time! Yvette turned facing Gail and said, "Miss Wilson, this is an office we're conducting here! Take your hand out of your pussy and get ready for Mrs. Daily's interview. Larry may require your assistance because I understand she has a preference for cute, younger women. Can you handle that?" "Yes Mrs. Schwimmer." "Good! If you do well today…and over the weekend helping Larry; I'll have a check for an extra thousand waiting as a bonus. Now be a good girl and see that everybody gets taken care of will you?" "Oh yes, Mrs. Schwimmer. I knew Gail would have no trouble keeping her end of the assignment. The little 19-yr. old nympho would help me flame Mr. Carl Schmidt's cock and burn his sorry ass to the fucking ground. I loved the way my lover was thinking. The realization that I now had sexual access to two hot bitches and a third on the way was terrific. Let's see now…I was going to control Gail and Helen. Helen was going to control Alan. Yvette was controlling my ass. And all of us were all going to gang-bang Carl! Way too fucking much fun! I felt like I was a Gladiator in Ancient Rome's Coliseum with a bit of the Land of Oz thrown in for good measure. "Lions and Tigers and Bears, Oh my!" "Well, I'll be getting along dear. Call me at this number when you have time and we can talk out all the details. In the mean time here's that CD I promised you. When you get back Sunday evening, I want you to come over to the house and review the videos with me so we can put it all together for a little 'Corporate Presentation' to sell Mr. Carl Schmidt on the idea of being a more co-operative and loyal Corporate President. I want his lips sealed to my fanny when I present my proposal to the stockholders meeting next month. If all goes well this weekend my dear, I'll have more than the required two-thirds votes to open a 3rd plant in Scottsdale, Arizona." Oh yeah, this was going to be a great job with some fan-fucking-tastic perks. There were no doubts in my mind I had finally found the perfect 'employment opportunity' which would brighten the path of my otherwise dull life. This was truly getting better and better by the hour!