0 comments/ 71607 views/ 15 favorites Tami's Job Ch. 01 By: antonia_pleasures Tami's manager was driving her crazy. She was just a part-time worker, trying to make some cash before she started college, and her manager, Darrell, was bugging her all day long. She was training to be a secretary, putting papers into files and files into cabinets. As easy as that sounds, Tami's company had a whole load of papers to file, and even more files to put them in. It was a crazy job. To top it all off, Darrell yelled at her every single day, saying how the files weren't put in neatly, or the corners were folded, or some nonsense crap. One afternoon, Darrell called Tami to his office. Tami complained; it was closing time and she needed to go home. She had schoolwork to do. But Darrell insisted. He would fire her if she didn't come. In the elevator to Darrell's office, Tami grumbled. Darrell was just a manager, not the boss. He couldn't fire her. Tami thought many times about quitting, but she really wanted a full-time job at this company. It was always her dream to become a secretary. Tami gritted her teeth and told herself that it would be over soon. She let out a breath and took a look in the elevator mirror. She fixed her shoulder-length brown hair, running her fingers through her blue and green highlights. It wasn't allowed in office, technically, but the boss didn't care. It was Darrell who kept pestering her about it. Tami shook her head and told herself not to think about Darrell. She patted down her shirt, making sure the buttons were secure over her large breasts. She was pretty proud of her body; tall, slender, 32C breasts... The elevator stopped at the fifth floor and opened to a long corridor. Darrell's office was all the way at the end of the hall. Tami took her time walking down the hall. When she reached the door, she didn't bother to knock. She pushed open the door and stood there, hand on her hip, a frown on her face. 'Well? I'm here. What now?" she said in a monotone. Darrell sat at his desk, an amused smile on his face. Darrell was young, probably just a few years older than her. Which made Tami even madder, because it wasn't his age that made Darrell so bossy, it was his personality. "Tami, why are you so mean to me?" he asked in mock sadness. This made Tami glare at him even more, to which he responded with laughter. His laughter stopped abruptly, and he stared at Tami with his serious gray eyes. "I've had enough of your attitude. Your hair, the way you dress--" "What do you mean the way I dress?! My uniform is the same as everybody's!" Tami snapped, her brown eyes narrowed. "Your constant interruptions and back-talks..." Darrell continued. "See, it's not gonna work." He got up and walked over to Tami. He was about four inches taller than her, and he stared her down. He leaned closer, leaning his elbow on the door frame while this other hand moved to close and lock the door. Tami looked nervous as she was back up against the wall. "Wh-what are you doing, Darrell?" she stammered, her anger slowly resurfacing. "I'm gonna fire your sweet little ass if you don't do something about it," he whispered. "Well then, maybe you don't have to. Maybe I'll just quit," Tami shouted, balling her hands into fists. Darrell only laughed. "Then who will hire you back, Tami? A drug dealer? Your history is all down on the paper, Tami. Everything you did in middle school, high school...Didn't you already go to at least ten companies for interviews? And who accepted you, huh?" Darrell challenged in a soft voice. He raised his brows, awaiting Tami's answer. Tami couldn't answer, but it was true. She had a rough childhood, and did a lot of things she wasn't proud of. "But I changed," she replied, glaring at her manager. Darrell only shrugged. "I'll make sure no one knows that then. I'll put in your file that you are loud, rude, disobedient...who would want to hire you then?" "You sick man..." Tami growled. Darrell chuckled. "But Tami, all I ask for you is a small favor. Then I won't bother you anymore, and maybe, I'll even give you a raise?" Tami frowned. This could be a trap. But she knew it would be hard for her to find another job that will definitely give her a secretary job once she graduates. She had no choice, and Darrell knew it. She lifted her chin and stared him in the eye. "F-fine. What do you want me to do?" Darrell smiled softly. "I'd need to test you first. To see if you're fit for a secretary job. Remember, secretaries have to do whatever their bosses tell them to. Their positions might be quite...varied," he said mysteriously. "I know that already," Tami snapped, impatient. "Now now. This is a simple task," Darrell said. He unzipped his pants and pushed it down, along with his briefs, revealing his semi-hard cock. Tami stared at the large member as it hardened. She looked back at Darrell with fear and anger in her eyes. "No Darrell, don't do this," Tami growled. "Come on, my beautiful slut, show me that fierce personality of yours. If there's one thing I like about your personality, it's your fierceness. Now suck my cock, you sexy slut." Darrell put both hands on her shoulders and pushed her down to her knees. She gave no restraint because she already felt limp all over. "Come on now," he urged, pushing her head towards his cock. Tami growled and took it in her hands. She rubbed her hands along the length of his cock before putting it into her mouth. She wrapped her pink lips around his shaft and licked the shaft as her head went down. Halfway down, she pushed her head back up, but Darrell put a hand firmly on the back of her head. "All of it, slut," he whispered, pushing down on her head. Tami winced as the cock pushed all the way to the back of her throat. She gagged, but he didn't let go. Instead, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled, jerking her head like a puppeteer. He made her go faster and faster, her head bobbing up and down, her tongue in a fury as she tried to pleasure her manager. Darrell moaned at the feeling. "Oh Tami, I'm about to cum...are you ready to swallow my cum, you sexy slut?" he asked. Tami moaned in response. He took that as a yes and shot his load, shooting spurts after spurts of his creamy semen into her mouth. It exploded into her mouth, filling her cheeks as she fought to swallow it. Some leaked past her lips and dribbled down her chin onto her white blouse, staining the thin fabric. When Darrell finished cumming, Tami held it in her mouth until she had sucked his cock dry. "That's a good little slut," Darrell said, satisfied. Tami looked up at him in shame and anger, licking the cum around her mouth. Darrell's cock sprang to life again as he stared down at her fierce expression. "Stand up," he ordered. Tami stood rigidly, looking at him angrily. "You did good, my little slut." He pointed at his table. "Get on and lay down on your back," he said. Tami lingered at her spot, but walked over nonetheless. She sat on the table then laid down, glaring up at the ceiling. Darrell walked to the table where her legs dangled. He undid the buttons on her navy skirt and yanked it from her, discarding it in his chair. He removed her black panties without a second thought, breaking the fabric directly. He stared at her lustfully. Her pussy was neatly trimmed to a small patch. "I see you take good care of yourself, slut. Now, open wide," he coaxed. Tami pressed her legs tighter together. Darrell frowned. "Perhaps you didn't hear me, bitch, I told you to open your legs," he growled, forcefully prying her knees apart. He lowered himself to get a good look at her cunt. It was glistening with her juices. He ran a finger up and down the lips of her pussy, stopping at the clitoris and rubbing it roughly. Tami moaned through gritted teeth. "You want this, don't you, slut?" He asked. "I want you to get it over with," she snapped, rolling her eyes. Darrell frowned. "I don't like that attitude of yours, bitch. If you continue like this, you won't get the fucking of your life." "Like I want you to fuck me," Tami replied, rolling her eyes again. Darrell smirked knowingly. "Oh, I think you'll be begging for me after this," he said, diving between her legs. He lapped wildly at her pussy, slurping at the juices that had leaked out. Then he pushed his tongue into her cunt, feeling her tight pussy squeezing his tongue. He pried her legs open more and pulled at her lips with his fingers. He pushed his face deeper in, his tongue flicking at the pussy walls, his lips sucking hungrily. Tami laid there, her body tense, her mind willing herself not to give in to this. Her face burned with pleasure as her manager ate her out. When he started rubbing her clit with his finger though, Tami lost it. All of the moans and cries she'd held in for the last two minutes came out, and she moaned loudly, pushing her hips out. "Oh yes...I'm coming," she moaned, gripping the edges of the table. Darrell smirked and pulled his tongue out. Tami gasped, her pussy aching for more. "Wh-why?" she whimpered, staring at Darrell. Darrell gave her a knowing smile. "Take off your shirt, slut," he ordered. Tami sat up and quickly unbuttoned her shirt, tossing it aside. She looked at Darrell expectantly. "Bra...?" Darrell prompted. Tami unhooked her bra and flung it off, letting her large breasts spill out. Her nipple were pointed at Darrell, erect and swollen. "That's my beautiful slut," Darrell whispered. Tami was breathing hard, her face red. Her mind screamed at her for giving in to this bastard, this pervert, but her pussy begged for his cock. She wanted him to fill her completely, to pound her until she came. And boy did she needed to come. Darrell's tongue made her so close, but he stopped. It made Tami frustrated. Darrell stood before Tami's beautiful body, admiring her large breasts and wet pussy. Tami waited for his cock to ram up her pussy but it didn't. "What do you want, slut? Tell me what you want from me," Darrell said, rubbing his cock long her pussy, teasing her. "I want you to fuck me Darrell, please, hurry up and fuck me!" Tami cried, her hands squeezing her breasts. "I can't hear you," Darrell sang, pushing the tip through her pussy, but not entering. "Oh, Darrell, come on, fuck me! I want your cock ramming up my cunt, I want you to fuck me hard, Darrell!" "That's right...because who are you?" Darrell entered slowly, then pulled out, teasing her. "God dammit, I'm your slut and I wanna be fucked!" Tami screamed. She couldn't take his teasing anymore. She wanted his cock, and bad. Darrell smirked and grabbed her hips. He rammed his cock in as hard as he can, slamming his balls against her ass. Tami screamed in ecstasy, and she lifted her legs high so his cock could enter deeper. Darrell almost pulled his cock out, then slammed back into her, and repeated this action. It made Tami high with pleasure. He fucked her with enough force to shake the table, and Tami had to clutch the edges of the table to keep her from falling. While fucking her, Darrell leaned down and took her breasts into his mouth, sucking hungrily at her hardened nipples. Tami cried out, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him closer. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" She screamed, her hips bucking against his balls, her head thrown back. Darrell groaned as he too, came into her pussy, filling her hot chambers with his sticky white cum. He kept his cock in her pussy and waited until Tami calmed down. Then he pulled out with a squishing sound. They were both breathing hard. Tami's breasts were red and wet with saliva, and semen spilled from her pussy. Darrell picked up his pants and put them on, giving Tami a slight smile. "Well done, little slut. Now I don't have to fire you. Now, it's time to go home now," Darrell said, dumping Tami's clothes on her stomach. Tami was breathless as she sat up, looking at Darrell. "You broke my panties," she said slowly, narrowing her eyes. Darrell leaned forward and kissed her roughly. When he broke apart, Tami was breathless again. "You look like you need to clean up at my house," Darrell said, slightly amused. Tami gave him a disgusted look. "You're sick," she muttered, putting her clothes back on. She used the pieces of fabric that were once her underwear to wipe away the cum and dumped it in Darrell's wastebasket. She patted down her skirt and walked to the door, head held high. "You know where to find me, my sexy slut," Darrell said as Tami left, strutting down the hallway. Tami's Job Ch. 02 Tami once again stood before her manager's office. Darrell's door was closed, but she knew he'd be in there, doing paper work or whatever managers do after work hours. Tami had only been to his office once, two weeks ago, to keep her from getting herself fired. Darrell fucked her hard, and allowed her to keep her job despite her still rude attitude. But today Tami needed something else. She needed a raise. Over the weekend, the landlord raised the rent from five hundred to six hundred, threatening to kick Tami out if she couldn't afford it. And Tami couldn't. She was barely getting by with the five hundred dollars rent, and now six hundred? Tami didn't want to move. She spent a whole month and a half searching for apartments near her college and her company, and didn't want to waste money for the moving fees again. She would have to ask Darrell for a raise, and she was prepared to do whatever he wanted. Tami brushed her shoulder-length brown hair from her face, tucking a strand of green highlights behind her hair. She sucked in a breath, pushing down her pride, sensibility, and reason down. She told herself that she was doing this for the raise, nothing else. Tami knocked roughly on the door. "Come in," Darrell called from inside. Tami pushed open the door. She frowned and shivered, Darrell had turned the air conditioner on so cold. "Why is it so cold?" she asked, shutting and locking the door behind her. Darrell looked up from his papers with a small smile on his face. He was young and handsome, with sharp gray eyes and messy black hair. He wore his dress shirt casually, with his tie hanging loosely from his neck. Darrell was manager only because his dad owned the business, and he needed some place off the streets during the summer. "What is it, my sexy slut? Back for more fun?" he smirked. Tami rolled her eyes. "Listen, my stupid landlord just raised my rent by a hundred dollars, so I want a raise," she said straight out, staring into Darrell's eyes. Darrell stood up but kept eye contact. He walked towards Tami and put a hand on her shoulder, rubbing her forearm slowly. "You know I don't give raises that easily..." he murmured. Tami rolled her eyes again. "I don't even know if you're supposed to. But anyway," she said, taking a deep breath, "I'm here to change your mind." She unbuttoned her white blouse, revealing her bare breasts to him. The cold air made her nipples perk up, hardening under the cool air. She dropped her shirt and panties and kicked those aside, standing fully naked in front of Darrell. The young manager raised his eyebrows in amusement. "Oh my, this little slut really wants it today," he mused. Tami frowned at him. "Only cause I'm in a hurry," she snapped. She knelt down and started to unbutton his pants. She pulled them down along with his boxers and brought his cock out, rubbing it in her hands to harden it. Darrell sighed softly, and put a hand on her head. "That's my little slut," he whispered as she put his cock into her mouth, sucking hard. "Oh yes," he moaned, throwing his head back, letting this young girl swallow his prick whole. Tami knew from last time that her manager liked to have his whole member in her mouth, so she shoved it as deep as it would go, putting it down her throat. His moans encouraged her to go faster, her head bobbing up and down quickly, her tongue massaging his thick cock furiously. Without a warning, Darrell shot his cum into her mouth. Tami was just pulling her head up when he came, and the sudden movement made her jerk her mouth away, cum shooting all over her face. She cried out and turned her face, letting the warm sticky liquid spurt onto her face. Darrell laughed and shook his cock, making the last drops of his cum drip over her breasts. Tami glared up at him angrily, her face dripping with cum. "That was fucking stupid," she spat, scowling. Darrell chuckled softly and knelt down in front of her, his finger gently brushing cum off her face. He held it in front of her lips. "To make up for it, I'll help you clean up. Come on, swallow my cum like you were supposed to," he urged, nudging his cum covered finger to her closed lips. Reluctantly, she opened her mouth and lapped the cum off. Darrell continued to help her clean her face until the last of the cum was scrapped off and down her throat. "There's my good little slut," he said, getting up. Darrell unbuttoned his shirt and tie, tossing it over his desk. "Now, slut, I hear you want a raise?" Tami nodded. Darrell frowned in mock sternness. He wrapped his arms around her hips, his hands rubbing her smooth round ass. "It's gonna cost you," he whispered, breathing on her neck as he kissed her, sucking the soft flesh. Tami moaned and pressed against him, her erect nipples rubbing against his chest. Darrell caressed her ass some more, then spread them open, running his finger along her asshole. Tami gasped as he pressed his finger inside her tight hole, and squirmed under his touch. "Wh-what?" she gasped, frowning. She tried to writhe away from the discomforting touch, but Darrell chuckled. "I see you've never been fucked in the ass before," he whispered. "It's a shame, you have such a sexy little ass." In one motion, Darrell pushed the unsuspecting Tami to the floor, twisting her face down. Tami struggled and spew out curses at Darrell, but he held her down firmly with one hand while the other lifted her to her knees. He positioned the head of his prick at the entrance of her asshole, grasping her hips tightly. He began to push, which made Tami cry out in pain. "No, no no, Darrell, please, not there!" She cried, tears forming at her eyes. Darrell grunted, fighting to get his thick member inside her tight little hole. "Oh? You were so eager for my cock just minutes before, Tami. What happened?" Tami gave a choking cry in response. She thought what he was doing was dirty, so dirty, and it filled her with shame. She had began to wonder why she even did this, why she offered her body to him. Darrell, sensing her feelings, hushed her. "Just play with your self, it will take your mind off the pain," he said, smiling slightly as he finally filled her hole with his cock. Tami whimpered and reached her hand to her pussy, her fingers rubbing gently at her clit. Darrell began humping her, her tightness preventing him from speeding up. Tami slowly felt the pain in her ass fade as her pussy started aching from her fingers. She dipped two fingers into her wet pussy and finger fucked herself, moving her hip so her fingers can penetrate deeper. This movement allowed Darrell to fuck her more naturally, and soon he was pounding her behind hard and fast, slamming his cock into her with all his might. Tami moaned with her cheeks pressed against the carpet, feeling an orgasm coming. She pressed hard on her clit, and she cried out as her orgasm came, shaking her body, making her push back against Darrell's cock. Darrell groaned as he too, came. He held his cock deep within her ass, shooting his load deep inside her asshole. With a satisfied grunt, he pulled out, spilling white hot cum down her legs. Tami groaned, her knees collapsing to the ground. Her asshole ached with pain, and her pussy tingled in pleasure. Darrell turned Tami over to her back and lifted her legs up, exposing her dripping pussy. Tami was still catching her breath, and Darrell slammed his wet cock into her cunt without notice. Tami cried out at the sudden intrusion, and grunted as Darrell slammed into her hard and angry, as if trying to break through into her womb. Tami massaged her breasts as they jerked with her body, her head swimming in a sea of stars. She was about to come again, and she could feel it building up, the warm and tingling starting from her pussy and spreading throughout her body. "Oh Darrell!" She screamed, her body jerking as she came, her hands gripping her breasts hard. Darrell was close, and the convulsion of her pussy drew him over the edge, making his cock twitch wildly as he shot spurts after spurts of cum into her pussy. He collapsed onto her, his cock still inside her pulsing pussy. He panted, looking into Tami's glazed eyes. "Do I get a raise now?" Tami panted, her heart pounding, her cheeks flushed. The cool air conditioning felt heavenly on her hot, sweaty skin. "Keep going and you might get a promotion," Darrell chuckled. Tami rolled her eyes. "In your dreams." Darrell placed his lips on hers and kissed her passionately, just enjoying the feel of their bodies together, their hearts thumping as one.