3 comments/ 32003 views/ 30 favorites Review Surprise Pt. 01 By: beshakis Holly had been dreading this like no other performance review of her 20 year career at Colten Best. Her boss of many years, Larry, had left the company a few months prior and she now reported to a guy she hadn't trusted for years. Mike had left the company a year ago, much to Holly's relief. Not that he was a part of her reporting structure, but... she just didn't trust him. Amazingly, he returned to the company about four months ago. Suddenly he seemed like a golden boy. Holly was surprised at his return but didn't think it would affect her much other than having to deal with him once in a while as a co-worker from another department. Then came the announcement that her department would be reporting to Mike. Holly's heart sank. She feared it would not be good. Her first thought was to leave the company. But after 20 years, that just wasn't realistic. There wasn't another employer in Mt. Rowton that she could go to and earn close to what she was making. And commuting to a larger city like Madison? Out of the question. She didn't want to have that kind of lifestyle. She entered the warehouse and trekked up the stairs to his cube. "Hey, how are you, Mike?" She flashed him a nice smile, deciding to put her best foot forward. "Oh! Hey, Holly! I was just finishing this up... I've got the conference room reserved next door. It's probably not necessary with everybody gone at this point in the day but there's better chairs in there," he said with a chuckle. "OK, sounds good," Holly replied. She thought it was odd - stupid really - that he would schedule this for an hour at 4:00 in the afternoon. But... what the heck. "He's the boss," she thought. She'll just grin & bear it. She was afraid she'd have to get used to grinning and bearing. So into the conference they went. Holly sat down in the first chair on the left side of the table and Mike took the chair opposite her on the right side. The room itself was pretty nondescript. It was about 12 feet wide, 25 feet long with a table, about 15 long, three feet wide down the middle of the room. The review itself took about 15 minutes. Mike made it hard, as Holly was afraid he would. In short, he laid out impossible goals and told her there would be a different role for her - read: DEMOTION - if those impossible goals were not met. Holly's heart sank. She knew she'd done a great job for Colten Best and in no way deserved a demotion. She had been hoping for bigger and better things this year, even with her old boss leaving and the bombshell of Mike becoming her new boss. She always felt that good things happened to those that did well at Colten Best. Now, hearing what Mike was saying - officially part of her employment record - it all seemed to be tumbling down. To be honest, Holly felt like crying. But she knew that was the worst thing she could do. If she wanted to be taken seriously, she couldn't let him see her be weak and vulnerable. So she bit her lip and held herself. "This joke will be over shortly," she said to herself. "Now, I know you probably weren't expecting some of this," Mike said, folding his hands on the table in front of him. "I'm sure your appraisals with Larry were quite different." "That's true..." Holly said, not knowing what else to say. And what could she say? Complain and tell him he's wrong? That would accomplish nothing and it would make her look antagonistic. That just wasn't Holly's style. "Well, it's not all doom & gloom. In fact, we can probably make things look brighter for you..." Holly wasn't sure if Mike was going to say more or what he was intending. She just looked at him, anticipating something else. "If you're interested," he started, "we can go another route. Sort of like a plan B." Confusion. Holly didn't know what to think now. "A plan B?" she said, her eyes brightening. Holly thought maybe she had read him wrong during the appraisal. Maybe it wasn't the doom & gloom she initially thought. She knew he was a bastard, maybe being a really bad communicator was part of the deal. "Yeah, maybe we can go a different route." He leaned back in chair and put his hands on his thighs and glanced at the clock on the wall behind her. "OK," Holly replied. "I'd be very interested to hear about this." Being on the verge of crying was now the furthest thing from her mind. She felt heartened by this. "Cool! Well, let's get to it then. No sense beating around the bush about it, huh?" he said with a smile. Holly chuckled and flashed a gorgeous smile. At 43 years old and two kids under her belt, she was an attractive woman. At 5'-5", she had deceptively longish legs, a nice figure with a rather large chest that she did nothing to show off. And on top of all that was a very pretty face. Holly knew she wasn't ugly but she never did anything to flaunt anything about how she looked. For this meeting she had on a simple button-down cream colored blouse and black professional looking pants. Nothing spectacular; just entirely professional. "Hahahah! Right!" she said. "Now, you've been here for about 20 years, right?" "Yeah, 21 to be exact." "You started as an assistant in the Purchasing department and did a nice job all along and now you head up a staff of - what? - eight people? And those eight each have their assistants." "Yes," Holly replied, her voice showing renewed energy. "That's right." "I'm sure you came here not expecting to hear the things I said and what I was expecting of your department in the next year and the possible role change for you." "Well yeah," she shifted in her seat a little bit, "It was a surprise to hear." "And there's no reason you should have to be worried. There really isn't. I want you to feel confident in what you're doing and what you can expect your career path to take." Holly smiled back, feeling much better. "This Plan B...-" he started. Holly didn't know what to think yet but she knew anything had to be better than the bad news she had gotten just a few minutes ago about a possible demotion. Mike continued. "We can forget about any bumps in your career path if you come over right now, unzip me and work me over with that mouth." As he finished, he shifted his chair to his left. Holly was flabbergasted. "Wait... WHAT??" It was all she could say. "A blowjob, Holly. Does that answer your question?" Holly leaned back in her chair, almost numb in disbelief. "A... wait - how... I don't get..." the words kind of stumbled out. "You can take your pick, Holly," Mike said. "I don't much care. But you've got 30 seconds to decide and then I leave this room and send this appraisal to HR." She looked at the door, shaking her head, and sat straight up in her chair. Reading her thoughts, Mike raised his right index finger and said, "And don't even bother thinking you'll tell anyone. My record here and every other place I've been is impeccable. No one will believe someone who just got a bad appraisal from her boss. Again, you've got 30 seconds." "How can you think you can do this!" she said incredulously. "Look," he said nonchalantly, "I'm not going to debate the ethics of this. If the next thing from you is anything like a 'no' or asking another question, I get up and leave this room and I start the ball rolling on your career at Colten grinding to a halt." He shuffled the papers he had in front of him into a nice stack and sat upright in his chair as though he was preparing to leave. Holly looked down at the table in front of her and shook her head. "I can't bel—" "What's it going to be?" Mike asked sternly. "Again, I'm not going to debate this." And with that, Mike stood up, looking at her, not knowing himself what she was going to do. Finally, Holly pushed her chair back slowly and stood up. She glared at Mike, feeling nothing but hate for him, feeling almost numb at what had just happened in the last 2 minutes. "So... what?" she said. "Right here? You want it right here? I just—" "Everybody's gone for the day. The calendar on the door outside says this meeting is a self-appraisal. No one's going to barge in on that anyway. So come over here, get on your knees and then do what I'm sure you know how to do. You do know what to do, right?" Mike took a step to his left so he was no longer in front of the table. With her left hand on the table, Holly took two steps toward him and dropped to her knees. Mike's face went flush as seemingly every drop of blood in his body rushed to his cock. For a brief moment, he felt such a rush of excitement that he thought he might pass out. He looked down at Holly and couldn't believe he had pulled it off. He risked everything doing this but he couldn't resist. He had been watching this woman for several years now and there was simply something about her that he was ridiculously attracted to. He had traveled to China on business at the same time she did about 10 years ago and he had almost pulled the trigger on hitting on her then. But he simply couldn't muster the courage. Every single night of that 10-day trip he went to bed and jacked off to the idea of fucking her brains out. He wasn't sure what the attraction was. The beautiful smile... The girl-next-door way about her... Her sweet demeanor... Her hot MILF bod... It was a combination that he couldn't resist. And now... well, it finally got the best of him and here she was, on her knees for him. Mike almost didn't know what to do. He knew there was no going back now, however. The inner bad in him reached down and pulled it together. "That wasn't a rhetorical question, Holly. You know what to do, huh?" She shot him another look of hate and said, "Yes. I know what to do. Someday... you are going to—" Mike quickly reached down with his right hand and grabbed her hair on the left side of her head. "Don't you dare go there!" he spit out. "You either get started with that mouth of yours or we get you started on a new job. You decide." He let go of her hair and she took her left hand off the table and put her hands to the sides of her head. It was her way of collecting herself, of bringing her concentration to what she was unbelievably faced with. "Well," she started with a hard edge to her voice. "I don't have anything to start with!" "Unzip me..." he said looking down at her. He was in disbelief at what he had started but there was no way in hell he was stopping. "I thought you said you knew what to do..." She let out a "Hmph..." and shook her head as she reached forward with both hands to undo his belt, then his zipper, then his button to pull the top of his pants apart. His blue striped boxers were sticking out with an obvious erection. Holly latched her fingers into the tops of his boxers and began tugging them down with his pants. His not-quite-all-the-way hard cock flopped out about 12 inches in front of her face. She pulled his pants and boxers down over his knees and let them bunch at his ankles. She rested her hands on her thighs and stared straight ahead at his cock. Mike's pubic hair over his pubic bone was cropped down short. Holly noted that his balls were shaved smooth. His cock was throbbing with his heartbeat, getting harder by the second. Mike was just hoping that he wouldn't shoot his load before she even touched him. He could feel his heart pounding through his chest and he couldn't control how hard his cock was getting. He was in utter disbelief that the woman he'd fantasized about so many times before was now kneeling in front of him about to suck his cock. Holly reached out with her right hand to grip his cock while her left hand went to his right hip. She licked her right hand and put it back on his cock, jerking it slowly. She could feel the heat it was giving off and how hard it was. This wasn't Holly's first hard cock. She was married, had two kids, had boyfriends when she was younger. She knew what a hard cock felt like. This one though... "Geezuz, it's hard," was her first thought. She liked sex; but she didn't love it. She could count on one hand the number of times she initiated sex with her husband, or anyone prior to him for that matter. And oral sex just wasn't her thing. Sure, she went down on her husband, but only if he prompted her. A dick in her mouth just didn't do anything for her. So the hardness of Mike's cock kind of surprised her. It wasn't a bean pole either. It had thickness to it. Holly could barely get her fingers all the way around it as she jerked it. And she thought it seemed to be getting bigger, harder. "That's right," Mike said looking down at her. "Give me that mouth. Just lick it. Only your tongue." He reached down to lightly take a handful of hair with his left hand. Holly leaned forward - not wanting to do it all but knowing she had to - and circled the head of his cock with her tongue. The skin on the head was stretched taut, purple. Her tongue made Mike shiver. "Ohhhhhhhh, that's right," he hissed as he threw his head back. "Just lick it... top to bottom. Just your tongue." She turned her head to the left so she could run her tongue from the base to the head, just as he told her. Her right hand jerked his cock in unison with her tongue working him. She licked it from her left side a few times and then switched to her right side, changing hands. Holly was an ambidextrous cock sucker. Mike liked that. Mike kept his left hand on her head and took the base of his cock in his right hand. "Stick that tongue out for me," he said. Holly took her left hand off his cock and stuck out her tongue. Mike tapped his cock on her tongue. "That's right. Open wide," he said looking down at her. He slid the head back & forth along the flat of her tongue, loving how warm it felt. "That's right. Now look up at me with that pretty face." She complied, giving Mike her gaze, which was just a blank look. He thought Holly looked hotter than hell looking up at him with his cock on her tongue. "Damn, I love that," he said with a sly smile on his face. "You like that cock, Holly?" Holly said nothing. She wasn't going to engage him in dirty talk, too. Mike firmed his grip on her hair and jerked her head slightly. "What do you think of that cock?" his voice hardening a bit. Holly said nothing. She simply lowered her gaze and he continued rubbing the head of his cock on her tongue. "What do you think of this cock?" he repeated, tugging on her hair a little harder yet. She looked back at him and then turned her head so she could talk. "What do you want me to say? It's big." "Oh, you ain't seen nothin' yet," he said back to her. "It's got a little ways to go yet. I gotta hold back a little bit or I'll cum right now." "Don't hold back on my account," Holly said. "Alright, give me that mouth," he said as he jerked her head back and put the head back on her tongue. "Lick that thing again. Just your tongue." He let go of his cock and released her hair. Holly put her right hand back on the base of his cock and turned her head to resume running her tongue along the length of his cock. She could tell he was getting harder and she wondered how she would tackle it. This was now the largest cock she'd ever done anything with. "Take off your shirt & bra," he said. "Let's see those tits." "I don't think it's necessary," was Holly's reply. He felt a shot of anger at her telling him how things would go. "Look, I'm not going to debate this with you," he said in a quiet, firm voice. "Let's see those tits." Holly leaned back and undid the buttons of her blouse one by one, pulling the bottom of the blouse out of her pants. The blouse fell to the floor behind her and she reached back to undo the hooks on her white bra in a way that only a woman knows how to do quickly. The bra landed on the floor next to her and Mike got his first look at the tits he had fantasized about countless times before. "Holy shit," he said with awe in his voice. "Nice tits, Holly. Wow!" What he saw were tits that lay quite nicely. There weren't the flabby tits of a woman with kids. She kept herself in good shape and her body showed it. Her tits showed it. They were more than a handful but not incredibly large. Mike loved them. "Oh man, I gotta," Mike said quickly. He reached down, palms up and groped them, one in each hand. "Man, verrrrry nice. You've got really nice tits, Holly." "Gee, thanks," she said sarcastically, looking away. Mike squeezed, he groped, he mauled Holly's tits with his hands. These were, Mike thought, the most incredible tits he'd ever felt. He got down on his knees in front of her and licked them. He pushed them together so the nipples were as close together as he could get them. He licked back & forth on each nipple, circling them with his tongue. He sucked on them gently. He worked them over with his mouth as he squeezed and groped them. "I gotta fuck those tits" he said as he stood up. "Get me wet." She looked up at him with a questioning look on her face. "Get my cock good and wet with your mouth. I'm gonna fuck those tits. What? You never had a dick between those tits before?" Honestly, Holly hadn't ever had her tits fucked before but she wasn't going to tell him that. She leaned forward working up extra saliva on her tongue and licked his cock, making sure to coat it with her spit. Mike took his cock in his right hand. "OK, get up a little bit," and he tugged on her right arm to raise her up. "Wrap those tits around my cock." Holly complied and pushed her tits together with his cock between them. She turned her head to the left as Mike thrust his slick-wet cock between her tits. He looked down to see her hands, with their nicely-done nails, cupping her tits, the sexy nipples poking out between her fingers as he slid his cock up and down through her tits. He drove it balls deep, growing harder, and the head of it poked the bottom of her throat with each thrust. "That's right," he said. "Push those tits together. Squeeze 'em tight around that cock." Holly complied. She could feel how incredibly hard he was and the amount of heat it gave off surprised her. Her husband's cock - which always felt was just fine for her - had never felt that hard. She felt rather nervous about what she was going to be dealing with. Mike fucked Holly's tits for another minute and then dared go no longer for fear of shooting his load. He wanted that mouth to finish him. "Damn, those tits are incredible," he said firmly. "Now give me that mouth again. I want you to wrap those lips around my dick and work it. And play with those tits while you do it. Got it?" He took a firm grip of her hair again and brought his cock up to her mouth. She moved her head forward and took it into her mouth, closing her lips around it. He guided her head forward to get her started and then tossed his head back. "God! That's right! Work that mouth!" He thrust forward just a little bit. Not quite out and out fucking her mouth but her mouth felt so good he couldn't resist a little thrusting. He looked down to see her moving her head forward and back, her lips wrapped tightly around his cock. "Mmmmm, that's right. Oh! Watch those teeth! Swirl that tongue around on it!" She struggled as his cock grew bigger in her mouth. She was feeling a bit overwhelmed by it, trying to keep her teeth off it. Mike's left hand was still on her head but he was no longer guiding her. Holly was moving her head back and forth, her lips sliding up and down Mike's cock, struggling to keep her jaw open for it. "God, that's nice! Now lick my balls. Work that tongue on me." Review Surprise Pt. 01 He gripped his cock in his right hand as Holly looked up at him not quite sure what to do. "Lick those balls," he said again. He held his cock straight up so she had a clear angle. She tucked her head to the left and stuck her tongue out to stroke his balls. "Ohhhhh, there you go. Just swirl that tongue, slide it back and forth. Mmmmm, there you go." Licking a man's balls was another thing Holly had never done before. This added to the immense discomfort of this entire awful thing. "Yes," he hissed. "Use that tongue. Now suck those balls. One at a time. Take them in your mouth and give them a gentle suck." Holly complied, first taking one, then the other. She sucked as gently as she could, hoping she was doing it right. "Good GOD, you have an incredible mouth. FUCK. You like licking balls?" All she could do was mumble, "Mmm hmm." She didn't know what to think of it. Licking balls did nothing for her. Hell, none of this did anything for her. She was complying with a threat. Trying to keep her 20-year career from going in the toilet. That was it. Mike looked down and was in awe at how sexy Holly looked working his balls with her mouth, sucking them, licking them. "Mmmmmm," he moaned. "That's right. Work that mouth. Now look up at me with that pretty face while you lick my balls." He tugged her head to make her look up at him. She fixed her eyes on him as she ran her tongue back and forth along his balls. "Alright," Mike said. "I'm close. Finish me with that mouth." Mike's cock was now fully engorged. The head a big, almost black, purple. He was fighting off shooting his load right at that moment. He wanted another couple of minutes of her mouth. She put her mouth back on Mike's cock and went to work, her lips sliding back and forth as best she could. "Yeah, that's right," he said in response. Mike reached down as best he could to grope her tits again. "C'mon. Work it, Holly. Work that mouth." She took that as a cue to go faster. She put each of her hands on his hips to hold herself stable and increased the pace. As she slid her mouth over his cock, she swirled tongue on the underside as best she could. "What do you think of that? You like that cock?" Holly shrugged her shoulders and briefly removed her mouth from his cock to mumble, "It's BIG." There was nothing about this that Holly liked. Nothing. She was doing as she was told. "Take it all," he urged. "C'mon. Take it in your throat. Deepthroat that cock." "I can't," she said, looking up at him. "It's too big." "Zat the biggest cock you've ever had?" he asked. She nodded her yes. "No, no. Tell me. Look up at me and tell me." She looked up and said, "It's the biggest cock I've ever had." "Now swallow it. When it's all said and done, at least be able to say you deepthroated it." Before she could mumble out, "I can't," he put his hands on the sides of her head and started thrusting, fucking her mouth with his cock. In response, she instinctively pushed back with her hands on his stomach. But she was no match for him. He didn't thrust hard, not like he was out and out nailing her, but he was definitely in control. "Just take it," he said to her. "I'll stop holding it but you gotta try taking it all." He let go of her head and took the base of his cock between his left thumb & index fingers to steady it. Holly slid her head forward slowly. She had been taking about 5" of it before he insisted she take it all. Mike was a good 9" but it was the thickness that presented the challenge. "There you go," he said, not taking his eyes off her. "Take it all." Holly pulled back and went back down. Slowly she kept going, making more and more of Mike's big cock disappear into her hot mouth. "Nice and slow, just relax," Mike said quietly. "Relax your throat and take it." She slid down further, only about two inches left. Mike could feel his cock being squeezed as it entered her throat. He did everything he could not to cum. "There you go, a little bit more," he urged her on. Holly slowly went down even more and then gradually reached the bottom, her lips pressed up against his thumb & index fingers, which he removed to let her finish the last fraction of an inch. "Ohhhhhhh, MAN! Fucking incredible!" She pulled her mouth off to regroup and coughed a little bit. "You didn't even gag!" he said. "Now swallow it again." She obeyed and put her mouth back on his cock. Holly knew he couldn't hold out much longer. This time her trek down to the bottom went quicker. Mike had never seen anything hotter than Holly's lips wrapped around the very bottom of his cock. She held there briefly and then pulled off. "OK, finish me," Mike said. Holly put her mouth back on and went to work. Not deepthroating but bobbing her head up and down on Mike's heavily hard cock. "Alright, I'm cumming," he said. He put his left hand on top of her head and grabbed her hair. With his right, he took his cock and left the head in her mouth as he shot the first load of his cum. Holly jerked back so she could swallow. Mike jerked his cock slowly and shot a stream of cum that landed on her forehead and nose. Completely surprised by this, Holly tried to block his cock with her hands. "Don't you block it! Move your hands!" Mike said as he jerked Holly's head, tilting her face upward. She complied and another stream of his cum hit her left cheek. "Open that mouth!" he hissed. He shot the biggest wad right into her mouth. Holly instinctively closed her mouth to swallow. She had never swallowed cum before - ever. This was a first. Mike was known as a big cummer. His wife joked that she would probably have octuplets when he got her pregnant. He aimed another load at her tits, shooting a stream right between them. "Oh yeah!" he called out. Another stream hit her forehead and dripped down onto her nose. Another one landed on her chin as he feverishly jerked his cock. "Keep that mouth open!" he called out. He landed another shot on her right cheek as Holly turned her head instinctively. Mike jerked her head to keep her facing him as he shot another load across the bridge of her nose. Holly didn't know what to think. Mike's warm cum kept landing on her. She could feel some of it landing in her hair. Some was dripping down on her chest and her pants. "That's going to stain," she thought to herself. "Damn," he said as he slapped his cock down on her tongue, squeezing out another - the last - drop. "Good Christ. Incredible. Now suck this." He pulled her mouth back onto his cock and she wrapped her lips around it, slowly bobbing her head back and forth across his cock. She could feel it was not as strong as it was a minute ago. "Mmmmmmmm, there you go," he said. "Stay on it." Holly continued to work her mouth on it, not really seeing the point at the moment. "What else was there?" she thought. Mike removed his cock from her mouth and rubbed the tip in the cum on her cheeks and chin. He put it back in her mouth and motioned for her to continue working it. "There you go," he said. "Every last drop." He used a finger to wipe off the cum on her forehead and nose and rubbed it along the length of his cock. "Some more," he said. "There you go. Suck that cum off my cock, Holly." Holly moved her mouth along his cock, using her tongue to lick it clean. She was surprised that, besides a mildly salty taste, it really had no taste. "Oh here," Mike said. "Lick that off your tits." "C'mon, really?" she said looking up at him. "Christ," he said, "just fucking do it." Holly lowered her head and cupped her tits up to her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and got the drops that landed on her tits. There was nothing she could do about the stream that landed between her tits. "Oh here," he said lifting her upright. He put his cock between her tits and fucked them again, covering his cock in cum. "Now take it," he said bringing her mouth back to his cock. Begrudgingly, she opened her mouth and let him slide it in. "There you go," Mike said. "Wrap those lips around it tight and slide your mouth off." She did just that and withdrew her mouth. Holly pulled back, closed her mouth to swallow and looked away. "Man, you can really suck a cock, Holly," he said to her as he pulled up his boxers and pants. "You must know how good you are at that. Let me see something. I'm curious." He helped her to her feet and turned her back to him. "Hold still," Mike said. He reached around to undo the belt on her pants. "No! What are you doing?" Holly said, jerking to her left. "I'm gonna see if that pussy is turned on. Don't make this harder than it has to be. Just hold still." Holly complied as he slid her zipper down and put the fingers of his right hand into her panties. She looked away as he slid his middle finger to her pussy. "Geezuz... you're soaking wet!" he said. "That doesn't mean anything," she shot back. "Don't think for a second I got excited by that." "Well, whatever. Then it was your body going against you. I should have fucked your brains out, too. But I did say only a blowjob." Mike retrieved the box of tissues from the table in the front of the room and brought it to her. She got her bra & shirt back on and went to the door. "Oh, check your email tonight. I'm going to have something for you," Mike told her as she opened the door. "Yeah, whatever," she replied and walked out. Review Surprise Pt. 02 Holly got home and immediately got out of her clothes and showered. Reflecting back on what Mike did, she was still in disbelief. Disbelief at what he had the unmitigated gall to do and disbelief at what her career had boiled down to. "Twenty years at Colten Best and this is what it comes to," she thought. "Geezuz H..." After supper and making sure the kids were set with their homework, Holly sat down to watch "Survivor" and get caught up on work email. At about 8:00pm, an email from Mike came through. The blood ran from Holly's face and her heart sank. "Tomorrow, pack something s*xy to wear. Don't ask questions. Just do it. I'm going to let you know I'm serious. We are going to the warehouse in Iowa tomorrow. Do not disappoint with the s*xy clothes you bring or the fun we have is going to be exponentially harder on you than what I have in mind. Skirt (shorter the better) instead of pants. High heels would be nice. Show off that rack. And shave up that p*ssy. Do a real thin stripe." She briefly thought of using that email against him but thought better of it. Yeah, he'd have some tough questions to answer but so would she. Holly did not want anyone to know what had just happened. She knew that Mike had powerful friends at Colten and if it got out that she caused problems for him... Eesh. Holly also thought of just ignoring Mike's demand. But the answer to, "What could he do?" was - "A lot." He pretty much had her career in his slimy hands. "I hate that fuckin bastard," she whispered. "Did you say something?" her husband asked, looking away from "Survivor." "Oh, no. Just reading a work email. Love my job!" she said sarcastically and forced a laugh. She stayed up late, waiting until she knew her husband would be asleep. Sex was the last thing on her mind and she didn't want to risk him wanting to get frisky. Holly was tempted to have a few drinks to get her mind off of it but she was afraid she'd be hung over. Dealing with what she was afraid was coming tomorrow on a hangover would have made it ten times worse. 6:00AM came real early. Her husband was gone by 6:30 and Holly was on her second snooze by the time she heard the SUV leave the garage. She struggled out of bed, dreading what was coming. She showered and spent an extra 10 minutes shaving up as she was directed to do. The kids were ready late as usual and she dropped them off at school just time... as usual. At 8:15 an email from Mike arrived to her inbox. "Check this out. They say the camera adds 10 pounds but I don't see it..." read the email. "It's small enough that no one else will see it from more than 5 feet away." The attachment was IMG_042038.mp4. Holly glanced around and everybody around her was heads-down busy in their cubes. She opened the file and Windows Media Player came to life and then her heart sank and her cheeks went flush. The screen was small - only about 4" x 2" - but there she was, on her knees in front of Mike. The video lasted three seconds. It was shot from the other end of the room. The camera - probably from his phone - was set at table height. She figured he hid it behind the conference room phone and whatever else was on the table. "Oh my fucking god," was all she could whisper. She ran it again to see if she was clearly identifiable. She was kind of leaning back, her head tilted back as he fucked her tits, her hands pushing them together. Yep, it was clearly her; even in the low resolution video. She typed out, "What are you thinking???" and sent it. Then she quickly deleted it from her Inbox, her Sent Items, and her Deleted Items. Then, after thinking for a moment also went to her Recovered Deleted Items and killed it from there. "That will cover everything..." she thought to herself. Her heart was racing with panic. He did to her - and her career - what he did and - AND - took video. Almost right away another email from Mike arrived. Holly almost shift-deleted it but thought she better open it to see what he had to say. "You are awesome at this," it read. "Maybe a side career? You look natural, s*xy." It had another mp4 attachment which she reluctantly - dreadfully - opened. This was about 3 seconds of her licking Mike's cum off of her tits as he had directed her to do. She closed it immediately, looking around to make sure no one was looking her way. Angry, she typed out a reply to him. "What's the point of this? I was there, I don't need to see this. STOP." She sent it and then completely deleted it from her email profile as she did his first email. The next couple of hours were routine work. At 11:00 another email from Mike arrived. "At 1:30 we're taking a road trip. If you didn't bring the clothes I told you to bring, get them. You best think I'm serious. No arguing. No whining or I'll make this way harder for you." No attachment in this one. A relief for Holly. Right away, Holly went into defensive mode. "How can I get out of this?" she thought to herself. "I have meetings this afternoon," was her reply. Mike's reply came quick. "Is that really how you want to reply? You're a manager. Show me how you can manage. Move the meetings. It's a Friday, people will appreciate it. I'll meet you in the parking lot on the west side of ShopKo. No need to respond to this. Just be there. 1:30. Don't be late. Don't disappoint." She clicked Reply and sent a quick, "Can you tell me where we are going? What are we doing??" His reply: "I'll let it be a surprise. Use your imagination..." Holly deleted it and then did a quick check of her email to make sure all of the emails were gone from everywhere. Then she went about dreading the rest of the day. She had a light lunch in the cafeteria with a couple of co-workers and then headed out for ShopKo across the street from the Colten Best office building at 1:15. Fearing the reaction she might get for being late, she wanted to be there plenty early. Mike was early also, standing outside of his SUV with his hands in his pockets. She parked a few stalls down from him, collected her purse and her bag of clothes and walked over to where he was. Without acknowledging him, she got in the rear passenger door and sat down in back. "Well then," Mike said getting in and shutting the door, "we are on our way." Holly said nothing; she only stared out the side window. She would not give him the satisfaction of being polite. Miked looked into the rearview as he backed out of his parking stall. "Didja bring some sexy stuff to change into?" "I have some clothes to change into. I don't know that I have anything sexy. I've got a skirt, a tank top, heels and another bra. If you don't like it, too bad." "Well... get into it," he said as he pulled out onto the highway heading out of town. "Right now... you want me to change right now. Where are we heading anyway?" "Shullsburg," he replied. "It's a rip roarin' town this time of year. And yes, I want you to change now." Mike adjusted the rear view mirror so he'd have a better look at the back seat. Holly could see his stupid grin as he looked at her. "Keep your eyes on the road, huh?" Mike laughed. "We'll be there in 40 minutes." "Yea," Holly said. "Can't wait." She pulled her clothes out of the bag and set them next to her. She felt cheap having to change essentially right in front of him but she had no choice. She hated that feeling. The button-down shirt came off first and Mike didn't miss a single button being undone. "How come you wear such a fuddy-duddy bra?" You've got an awesome rack. They deserve a sexier bra than that." "What's the difference? I wear a shirt, don't I?" She undid her bra, hating that he was watching, and let it slip off of her. "He's gonna say something..." she thought. Mike didn't disappoint. "Jesus H Christ, Holly," he said turning his head to look at her. "Incredible rack. Wow." "Eyes on the road!" "Play with those things for me for a few minutes. Maul those tits..." She took a deep breath and brought her hands up to cup her tits. "Christ..." She squeezed them and moved them around in circles. Nothing real glamorous; she couldn't see what he liked about it. "Yeahhhhhhhh, that's right," he said. "Awesome tits." Holly was unimpressed with his compliments. She continued groping her tits for him. "Lick those nipples for me..." She looked up at him. "What?" "Lick them," Mike repeated. "Stick that tongue out and lick your nipples. You can do it." "I can't lick them." "Yes... you can," he said. "Just do it." She shook her head slightly, clearly pissed off. She lowered her head as she squeezed her tits together and pulled them up as much as she could. The tip of her outstretched tongue was just able to reach her nipples. She flicked one nipple then the other. He turned his head again to look back at her. "There you go... Very nice." "Can you not turn around? I'd rather not die topless out on this road... if you don't mind." "I can't wait to fuck that snotty mouth of yours." He checked out the traffic briefly and then looked at her in the mirror. "Tongue those tits some more. C'mon..." Holly moved her mouth back and forth, tongue extended, flicking her nipples. She looked sexy as hell and Mike was sporting a serious hard-on. She gave it a good minute and then had enough. "I'm going to finish getting dressed. Watch if you want but I'm done with that." Mike let it go. "Not a hill worth dying on," he thought. "Bigger and better things to come..." He smiled. Holly got into her other bra, a purple-ish, floral-ish thing is how Mike described it, with a tiny little bow where it clasped in the front. A great looking push-up bra for Holly's great rack. A great touch. Next, she shimmied out of her work pants and her old grandma undies. She slipped on a slinky black lacy thong and a dark grey skirt that was cut about mid-thigh. She topped it off with a black tank top, cut very low and showed off the awesome cleavage her push-up bra was making. Mike took a glance in the mirror and was very happy with what he saw. Holly saw that he was looking and purposely avoided his eyes. "Very nice," he said. "Wow. I should pull this thing over, get in back and fuck your brains out right now." She looked away. "Yeah, you do that. Isn't that pretty much what this is going to end with anyway?" "You'll see when we get there," was all he said. He drove on in silence for a few minutes. Holly sat in back looking out the window, trying to keep her mind off what she knew was coming. "Oh! I almost forgot," Mike blurted out. "Did you shave up nice and sexy?" "I shaved up, yes." "I see. How'd you do it? What's it look like?" "I said it's shaved. You'll see eventually, right?" He looked again in the rearview mirror, knowing she hated that. "You know, that mouth of yours can get you into a worse spot than you're already in. Is that what you want? I can make it rougher if you want. Believe me. I can. And will." He glared at her in the mirror making sure she got his sincerity. Holly sat in stone faced silence looking out the back passenger window. "I said, is that what you want?!" She looked back at him. "What do you want from me?! No! I don't want any of this!" "I asked you what your shave job looks like!" He was still looking at her in the mirror. "I don't know! It's a strip. Best I could do." "Nice. Let's see it. Lift that skirt up and yank those panties down. Give me a peek." Reluctantly, she did as he told her. The skirt wasn't skin tight but tight enough to make pulling it up while sitting down difficult. Holly pulled the front of her thong down and exposed her pubes. "Damn!" he said, looking at the pencil-thin strip she shaved. "Is that easy to do? Do you always shave up?" "I hadn't shaved down there in months. It took about 15 minutes. Not easy at all." Mike shook his head. "Wow, that's something. You know that pussy's getting fucked today, right?" "Yeah, I gathered that." She went back to looking out the window. They pulled into Shullsburg, a small town of about 1000 people. A few blocks in Mike turned the SUV left and started to slow down. "Here it is - the Night Owl Saloon. Ever been here?" She peered out the window at the sign out front. "I don't believe so." "Well, I thought we'd come here to get warmed up and then see where the fun takes us. You can leave your purse in here unless you think you'll get carded. Drinks are on me today." The bar was on a corner and Mike turned right and parked at the side of the bar. They got out and walked in the glass front door into a vestibule with another wooden door that went into the bar. Mike gently shoved Holly up against the door and stood close to her. Surprised, Holly put her arms up in front of her, looking at him, not knowing what to expect. Mike used his left hand to clear her arms and grabbed her hair with his right. He jerked her head and kissed her. She refused at first, but his tongue brute forced its way into her mouth, finding her tongue. Holly went stiff, refusing his advance. He pulled back and jerked her head by her hair and looked into her face. "Loosen up. Do not make this harder on yourself." Then he kissed her again. She still felt a little stiff but she forced herself to relax a bit. At least she knew what to expect the second time. His tongue circled, enjoying the warmth of her mouth. He grabbed her right hand and guided it to his crotch. He was sporting a decent hard-on and wanted her to know it. "That's all you, baby," he said. "What do you think?" "It's getting there..." she said, not looking him in the eye. "I even shaved up my balls for you. How's that?" "Love it," she replied with as much disinterest as possible. Mike tugged her hair back again. "Look, you can make this real, real hard on yourself or you can play along a little bit and make it a lot easier for yourself. You pick - right now." He looked her directly in the eyes while talking to her, hoping to get his point across. "What's it going to be?" he asked still holding her head back by her hair. She paused a few more seconds and then took his left hand to her chest, pressing it to her tits. Then she reached for his crotch again, rubbing it. She softened the look on her face and mustered a smile. "Shall we go in and get something to drink?" she asked with a coy look on her face. Mike smiled. "That's the spirit." And with that they headed into the bar. The Night Owl Saloon was a typical small-town tavern. The lighting was dim, the atmosphere slightly dingy. They entered at the left end of a long bar that trailed off to a back room with a pool table. A pinball machine and a couple of gambling machines were in the corner at the end of the bar by the entrance. More tables lined the wall opposite the bar. The sounds of two guys shooting pool in the back were the only sounds aside from ESPN coming from the two televisions. "Let's go back here," Mike said and headed to the back. As they approached the back, Mike exchanged greetings with the guys in the back. Within a few seconds, she could see familiar faces. The two guys shooting pool were fellow employees at one of Colten Best's satellite offices that she knew and worked with periodically. Holly froze. These were guys she knew from work! It took Holly about two seconds to piece it all together. Mike swapped handshakes and hellos with them as Holly stood there watching. "You've got to be fucking kidding me," she thought. "All three of them? No fucking way." Martin and Kody both worked at one of Colten Best's offices in Iowa, not too far from Shullsburg and Holly dealt with them on a regular basis. She couldn't believe what it looked like was coming her way. Martin walked toward her. "Holly! Welcome to the Night Owl! Here, have a shot." Holly took the shot glass from him and said hello, still in shock. She sniffed the shot glass. "Tequila... Not exactly my favorite." "Oh c'mon," Martin said. "Something to kind of hit the ground running with." "Uhhh, OK." She drank the shot. The hardness of it made her close her eyes and lower head. Holly was never a shot drinker. He put his arm around his shoulder and pulled her to him, chuckling. "Atta girl. Let's have some fun today, huh?" They walked back to where Kody and Mike were talking. "Well look who joined us!" Kody said and gave her a hug. She hugged him back politely. Kody and Martin were managers in the receiving warehouse. Holly communicated with them frequently by phone and email, dealing with issues about product coming in, QA inspections, damaged goods, etc. Lots of boring work stuff. Part of her job. She got to know them personally as well. They were all roughly the same age. Holly liked them. She hated Mike - even before yesterday - and was disappointed to see Kody and Martin were pals with him. Through the course of emailing, at times there was some light flirting. Martin and Kody attended a party in Mt. Rowton for a co-worker a few months ago. Martin drank quite a bit and started hitting on Holly. It was nothing major but his intentions were clear. She wormed her way out of it and didn't let anything happen. That just wasn't her style. The flirting - with both Kody and Martin - was cut off. Apparently, they - well, at least Martin - had gotten the wrong idea and she couldn't do it anymore. And so now... here they were. She was fucked. "Did you have a drink?" Kody asked. "You shoot pool? We've got the run of the place." She'd overheard Kody telling Mike that the bar manager, shortly after Kody and Martin arrived, had intended to close up for a few hours in order to tend to some odd jobs at his feed mill business right next door. They talked him into letting them stay to shoot pool and drink beer for a few hours. In return, they'd give him $100. The bar manager was a bit skeptical but heck, $100 for doing no work was foolish to turn down. So they had the run of the place. It made Holly wonder exactly what the plan was, besides the dreaded obvious. "Yeah," she said. "Martin gave me a shot of tequila. Which I'm kinda feeling already. I don't think you'll want me as a pool partner, not even sober." Mike walked past them towards the bar. "Hey, Holly, rack 'em up. You're my partner. I'm going to refill the pitcher. MGD good enough for everyone? A good Wisconsin beer OK for you Iowa boys? I hear Aaron Rodgers drinks it." "Ohhhhhhhhh! No way!" said Kody laughing. Kody was a big Iowa Hawkeye and Dallas Cowboys fan. "Hey, you beat us in pool and you can pick the next pitcher," said Mike. "Alright, c'mon, Holly," Martin said. "You know how to rack 'em? Kody's breaking." She walked over to the end of the pool table where he was standing. "I'll give it a shot." Martin described how to do it and then walked around to the side of the table to watch. She was bent over slightly, rearranging the balls. Her low-cut top displayed her cleavage very nicely; precisely what Martin wanted to see by having her rack. He smiled. "Damn, that's a nice rack, Holly." Holly looked up with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah, that's funny." She got the balls racked and then put the rack on a table opposite of where Martin was standing. "Don't you agree though, Kody?" Martin said as he walked over to stand next to Holly. He put his arm around her shoulders and moved up close. Review Surprise Pt. 02 "Man, I'll say so," Kody replied staring right at Holly. "Why don't you wear that to work once in a while, Holly?" "No thanks, I like my job," she said as Mike walked by with a new pitcher of beer. "You think looking like that would get you fired?" Mike asked as he handed beers to her and Martin. "Looking like that should be encouraged and rewarded. There should be a section for that on the review." They all laughed as Kody rifled the cue ball towards the balls Holly nicely racked. Martin slid his hand down Holly's back to her ass, causing her to stiffen slightly. "OK," Mike announced, "we need to make this interesting and play for something. When we beat you, you owe us each ten bucks." Kody chalked up his cue, getting ready to shoot again. "How about if we win, Martin and I get a kiss?" "Good idea!" Martin said. "I've always wanted to kiss Mike! How about you, Holly? Haven't you always wanted to kiss Mike?" "No, I can't say I have," she replied as Martin stood behind her with his hands on her shoulders. She was feeling a slight buzz from the tequila. Holly took a drink of her beer and wondered how the buzz would impact this whole mess. "OK, it's a deal," Mike said, chalking up his own cue. "We win, it's ten dollars for Holly and I. You win, you can kiss whichever one of us you want, as long as it's not me." Predictably, the game didn't last long. Kody made two more balls after his break. Mike had a nice run making three and Martin made one before leaving Holly with absolutely nothing to shoot at. Holly was a horrible pool player - the last time she played was probably 20 years ago - and made the 8-ball on her only shot. Pausing while bent over the pool table, she hung her head for a few seconds and then stood back up, knowing what was coming. "Dang," Mike said. "Nice try though, Holly. Tough shot. OK, boys, I'm ready for you." Laughter all around. Except for Holly. Kody walked over to Mike and paused with a smile on his face. "Sorry, my man. I'm going to pick your partner. Maybe you'll get lucky with Martin." Then he walked over to Holly, who was finishing off her beer, and stood in front of her. "A bet's a bet, huh Hol'?" he said to her. "I guess it is," she said quietly as Mike put his hands on her ass and pulled her to him. "Fuck, you look hot," he said looking at her. "Those tits..." And he kissed her. His tongue moved past her lips and found her tongue. Holly put her hands on his shoulders mainly to balance herself. She didn't know what to expect. She just knew she didn't have a choice. She found Kody to be hot. He was handsome with a very fit body. Short cropped dark hair with blue eyes that had probably melted the pants off of his share of girls. But she was married and outside of the light flirting via email, she never had any desire to do anything with him. Kody's hands mauled Holly's ass as he kissed her. He grinded his crotch into her as he pulled her to him. Kody's mouth moved down to her chin, to her throat and he tongued her back and forth, nibbling and sucking gently, careful not to leave any marks. Mike and Martin watched with great interest as Kody groped her ass and worked her over with his mouth. When Kody finished, he stepped back and looked over at Martin. "OK, Martin. You and Mike now?" Martin chuckled. "No, I'm going to pass on Mike. I hope you're not disappointed, Mike, but I think Holly's a better deal here." He walked over to Holly and stood before her, looking her up and down. He put his hands on her shoulders and slowly walked her up against the wall. "That night at the party in Mt. Rowton...," he said quietly so only she could hear, "I was really hoping to fuck your brains out. I knew it was a longshot, but I was still hoping. It never happened, but today... oh my. You look so fucking hot... Good Christ..." Martin put his hands to her tits and groped. He enjoyed looking at her as his hands mauled her. Kody told Mike he was going to get more tequila as Martin put his mouth to Holly's and kissed her. She had her hands out a little bit to her sides and Martin took her right hand and put it to his crotch. He pulled off the kiss and said, "Look what got all excited for you..." "Yeah, I noticed," she replied, rubbing the outline of his hard-on with her fingertips. "Enjoying yourself?" "Oh, you have no idea. I cannot wait to see you getting out of those sexy clothes." Kody came back carefully carrying four shot glasses. "Tequila's here," he said. Just to get away from being mauled, Holly walked over and took one. "Cheers," she said with absolutely no cheer in her voice and she drank it down. Her face gave a bitter look and she wiped her mouth as she set the glass down on a table. The three guys looked at each other and smiled. "Oh here," Mike said, handing her a glass of beer. "This will help take the edge off. Take a big drink." She took the glass and drank. The guys sensed a willingness for Holly to play along, which they liked. Kody and Martin knew the story. They didn't want there to be a lot of drama with it all. They just wanted to bang her. "OK, Holly, we lost," Mike said. "Why don't you show us your awesome rack again? And then how about racking up the balls for them to break?" The guys had their chuckle and grabbed their pool cues. Mike walked over behind Holly and said to her, "Hey, those guys got a little sumpin' sumpin..." as he grinded his crotch into her ass. "I paid up," she said, walking away from him to the pool table to begin racking the balls. "And I'm sure I'll be paying up again soon." Mike stood next to her and said just low enough for Holly to hear. "Remember, watch the smart mouth. No need to get yourself in any worse, right?" She sighed and shook her head as she racked the balls. The 2nd game went quickly as well but Holly didn't end it. She shot twice, didn't make anything and Kody sunk the winning shot after making 4 in a row. "Oh, the sweet taste of victory," Martin said as he high-fived Kody. Kody laughed. "Yeah, we're a pretty big deal." Martin walked over to Holly. The booze was running through her now and she didn't have quite the internal resistance as she did after the first loss. Kody walked over to her as well. "You know, we can share... No sense taking turns." Kody walked up behind Holly and kissed her neck while his hands went to her tits. Martin approached from her front and kissed her. Mike watched from the other side of the pool table as Martin and Kody simultaneously worked Holly over with their mouths and hands. Each of them took one of her hands and put it to their cocks. Kody was aggressively pawing at her tits and grinding into her from behind. Martin was tonguing her throat area. "Let me have those tits," Martin said, moving Kody's hands. Just as aggressively - with a lust - he mauled Holly's tits. Kody moved a little to the side and kissed Holly's mouth. She kept her hands on their crotch areas, feeling how hard they were getting. "Maybe they'll cum now and end this," she thought. She wasn't drunk enough where she forgot that this was being forced on her. Martin slid his hands down to get under her shirt and was now groping her tits directly over her bra. "Let's get this up over those tits," he said and started to lift the bra up. Holly pulled her mouth from Kody's. "No wait. That will hurt. It opens in the front." Martin fumbled around for the front clasp and got it undone, making her tits now accessible. He lifted up her shirt and leaned down with his mouth. He pressed her tits together and ran his tongue over her nipples. First one, then the other. "Fuck," Martin said. "Niiiiiiice. Geezuz, you have such nice tits, Holly." "Gee thanks," she said with some difficulty as Kody was busy kissing her mouth and tonguing her neck. With Martin hunched over a bit, she could no longer keep her right hand on his crotch. She put it on his left shoulder instead as she continued to rub Kody's hard cock under his pants. Seeing what Martin had done only made Kody want more. He reached under her skirt and ran his hand over her bare ass cheeks, exposed from wearing a thong. Kody looked down to admire the lacy black thong. "Nice, Holly," he said. "Love the thong." By this time, Mike had gotten tired of merely watching from the other side of the pool table and walked over to join in. He stood on the other side of Holly, her right, and leaned down to kiss her neck while he also rubbed her ass. Martin had Holly's tits pushed together so that the nipples were only a few inches apart. He was running his tongue back and forth over them, circling them, sucking, squeezing. Then he slid his right hand down under her skirt and slipped past the thong. "Move your feet apart a little, Hol'," Martin said. "Let's see how that pussy is doing." Holly started to protest but knew it would be fruitless. She was here for one thing, and this was it. She stepped her feet apart a little bit, allowing Martin to feel her pussy. He ran his fingers over her clit, turned on by the smoothness of her shave job. Then he slipped his middle finger into her pussy just a bit. "Oh my! She's getting a little wet. Ohhhh, she's getting a lot wet! Liking this, huh, Holly?" "Fuck you. I can't control what my body does. I know what I think of this whole thing!" Frustrated by her attitude again, Mike said, "And on that note, waddaya say we put this pool table to another good use and show Holly that we're not here for her great mind but for that hot body? I know I'm about to bust here." "I thought we were going to go over to the Badger Inn for that?" Kody asked. "We've already paid for the room." "Well—" Mike started but was interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Martin quickly stopped what he was doing and all three guys immediately took steps toward the door so Holly could gather herself a little bit. In walked a medium-sized black man taking off his sunglasses. "Hey, I'm looking for Gary," he said. "I need to pick up a truckload. He said to find him here." Gary was the manager who they gave the $100 to for the run of the bar. Kody muttered, "Shit, we didn't lock the door..." "Gary is next door..." Martin stammered. "Oh hey, you guys shooting pool? How about a game?" The black guy continued walking to the back room totally oblivious to what was going on. "Well," Kody started, "the bar isn't exactly open. Gary is letting us use it for a private party kind of thing." Holly saw this as an opening to stop - or at least postpone - the impending gangbang. "Heck, why not let the guy have a drink and shoot some pool with you guys?" she said. "We've got plenty, right?" Mike shot her a look but knew they were trapped. "Sure," he said. "Martin, get the man a beer. Let's shoot a game. I'll even let you break. Hey, my name is Mike..." And with that, Holly scooted off to the ladies' room just to the right of the near end of the bar. She needed to put herself back into her bra and kind of tidy up after the mauling by Mike, Kody and Martin. Holly knew she didn't need to stand there and watch them shoot pool with this black so she decided to take her sweet-ass time in the grungy restroom. She went into the stall and sat down on the toilet. She fixed up her bra and then leaned over, her head in her hands. Holly was really feeling the effects of the booze but she was still fully aware of her situation. She was angry, shocked and still in disbelief over it all. Even through the fog of her intoxication, she couldn't believe what had happened in the last 18 hours. She could hear their voices and the pool balls hitting each other out in the pool room and knew she wasn't missing anything. After a few minutes, she heard the door open. She lifted up her head. "Hey!" she heard Mike's voice. "Everything OK in there?" "Um, this is the ladies' room! Do you mind?" "Alright, alright," Mike said. "But c'mon back out, huh?" "I'll be out in a minute," she said, knowing she'd take as long as she could to hide out in there. She heard them continue their talking and shooting pool for another few minutes and then she left the stall and went around the corner to the sink and mirror. Holly washed her hands and checked herself out in the mirror. She figured she looked put back together. The door opened again and she called out over her shoulder, "I'll be out in a minute!" She was clearly frustrated. Knowing she probably had stalled long enough, she took a few steps back and looked in the mirror again for one last check. Then she looked to her left and saw the black guy standing there. "Oh! You scared me," she said. "They sent me in to let you know we are done shooting pool..." he said. "You're done shooting pool? Uhhh, OK, but did you need to—" "And to let you know that I won..." he continued. "You won?" she said slowly. "OK, so..." "Yes," he said and took a few steps toward Holly. "Mike and I had a wager and I won..." "A wager..." she replied. "I don't give a fuck about any wager. This is a ladies' room and you can just get your ass out of here..." The black guy - he introduced himself to the guys as Tony - didn't seem impressed with her stance on the whole ladies' room thing. "Look Mike and your other two friends told me what's going on and they warned me you might be a little resistant at first about me coming in here..." "At first?" Holly shot back. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" "Look," Tony said. "I'm not real concerned with that. I won that game and they said I was free to come in here to get what I won. This doesn't have to be anything complicated. We don't have to get engaged or fall in love while I'm in here. But I am going to enjoy that body and then I'm on my way. You can pick how difficult that is but I have a feeling those three guys won't be coming in to help the lady in distress." And with that, Holly knew that further protest was useless. "What the fuh... I just can't believe..." Tony was about three feet in front of her. He backed her up against the wall and reached out for her left hand. He moved in and placed it against his crotch. "This doesn't have to take a long time," he said. "I've had a long, stressful week and could really use a good fuck. The fact you look as good as you do is a real nice bonus. It's because of that that I may not last real long. You look damn good and those guys told me you have a chest that is crazy-nice. Now, I can paw up your shirt and get it all dirty and crumpled getting at those tits or you can make it easier and get it off yourself..." Holly was tracing the hard-on forming under his pants and then took a deep breath and lifted the shirt over her head. She set the shirt down on the sink and stood there in her purple lace push-up bra. "Oh my, they were right," Tony said. "Awesome tits!" He reached forward intending to undo the clasp in the front and spent several seconds fumbling with it. "Just let me do it..." she said, resigned to the fact that she couldn't stop this whole thing. She undid it and slipped it off, setting it on top of her shirt on the sink. Holly now stood there topless before Tony. "Wow... Cup those tits for me. Press 'em together." He leaned in and slid his tongue over them, giving each of them a gentle suck. He spent about 30 seconds working her tits with his tongue. "Incredible tits," he said. "But I came in for more than that. I'm not gonna mess around. Get on those knees, unzip me and do what Mike said you do very well. No arguing. Just do it." He had her; she knew there was no point in protesting. She promptly got on her knees and unzipped him. She was pulling his pants and underwear down when he asked Holly if she'd ever had a black cock before. "No, I have not," she said, shooting him a look. "Well then, we need to document this," he said as he reached down into his pants pocket for his phone. "Um, that is not necessary! You can't do that!" He turned on the video on his phone and aimed it at her. He grabbed her hair with his left hand and said, "Cup those tits and get busy with that mouth. Not another word or I'll find something much more unpleasant for my cock to do." Again, knowing the position she was in, Holly complied. Tony let go of her hair and she pressed her tits together and leaned her head forward towards his upturned, rigid cock. The phone in his left hand, he took the base of his cock in his right and told her to open her mouth. "Oh yeah, open that mouth and look up at me with that pretty face." Holly's tongue was sticking out and she leaned her head back to look up at him. Her shoulder-length brown curly hair pinned back off her forehead turned him on. She was gorgeous. He tapped the head of his cock on her tongue. Tony had the usual black-man cock. He was big. Bigger and thicker than Mike. "Jesus Christ," she thought. "This guy is huge. What the fuck..." "I'm gonna give you about three minutes to use that mouth on me," Tony said. "If I got anything left after that, I'm gonna bend you over that sink and fuck you. I want you to tongue it, lick and get that mouth on it and suck it. And lick my balls, too." Immediately, she knew that she'd really not like this guy fucking her. Bick cock or not, she'd just rather not. She was going to set out to get him off before he could get his cock into her. She took his cock in her right and stroked it once. Then she licked up and down both sides, getting it wet. She stroked it again with her right hand as she tilted her head to the left and went down to lick his balls. "Mmmmmmm, that's right," Tony said. "Nice. Look up here and tell Tony what you think of his cock." Holly looked up to the phone shooting video and said, with every amount of sexiness she could muster, "I love this cock. I love how hard it is and how it throbs against my tongue." She put her mouth on it and bobbed her head back and forth on it, taking about four inches into her mouth. "Damn!" Tony said, getting it all on video. "White girl really gets on it! Use that mouth, bitch!" He put his right hand on her head and thrust with his hips. She put her left hand on his hip to ease his thrusting but it did no good. Tony fucked her mouth like it was a pussy. After three or four thrusts, Holly gagged and pulled her mouth off. She coughed and said, "Not so hard, I'll puke..." Clear with the idea of not letting him fuck her, she went back with her mouth on his balls, tilting her head and running her tongue back and forth across his shaved ball sack. "Ohhhh, that's right," he said. "Take 'em in your mouth and suck 'em." Holly obliged as much as she could but the size of his balls made it difficult. "They're too big," she mumbled as she continued working his balls with her mouth. "You can do it," he urged. "Open up and take just one... Nice and gentle..." Holly did the best she could and wrapped her lips around one of his big balls. She swept her tongue along the underside with it in her mouth. "Mmmmmm, there you go," he sighed. She alternated back and forth on his balls like that, hoping it would send him over the edge. It also kept his cock from gagging her. Working his balls was a lot easier than taking that cock, she thought. "Fuck..." he said. "Now lick it from the bottom up to the tip. Look up at me while you do it. Nice and slow." She did as he told her, holding his cock at the base with her right hand and looking up at him, her tongue sticking out and sliding up to the top of his cock. Review Surprise Pt. 02 "Now swirl it in circles around the tip." She obliged again. He was getting it all on video and she wondered how the SOB would use it. It was totally out of her control. "Now get that mouth on it and take it, nice and slow." Holly closed her mouth around his swollen black cock and moved her mouth down slowly. "There you go, all the way down," he said. Not taking her mouth off of it, she shook her head slightly and mumbled, "Mm mm," meaning "no." She got about five inches in her mouth and stopped. "That's OK," Tony said. "I can fuck you with it instead. Swirl that tongue around it now." Holly let out an exhale through her nose, nervous at the idea of him fucking her. Determined, she slid her mouth down a little bit more. Most of Tony's cock had disappeared into her mouth but there were still a few more inches to go. She hardened her lips around it and slid her mouth upward to the head. She circled the tip with her tongue. She looked up at him with the sexiest look she could muster while she jerked the rest of it with both hands. "You like that? You ready to shoot a load into my mouth?" "Deepthroat it. Take it all." "I can't do that," she said, and circled his head with her tongue. "It's too big." "Then let's fuck." Her answer to that was to wrap her lips back around his cock and slide her down slowly, engulfing his cock again. She got to about five inches and the head slipped into the entry of her throat, halting her advance. She pulled back just a bit. "There you go," Tony said. "Just relax that throat and take it. You can do it." He put his right hand on her head and guided her back down slowly. She felt the head get to her throat again and she closed her eyes, telling herself to relax. She let her mind go elsewhere and slid her mouth down further, taking more into her throat. "Good God, girl, you almost got it all..." he said watching her and getting it on video. "Stay on it, bitch." Holly could tell she was almost to the bottom. His hand applied an ever-so-small amount of force and urged her down some more. Finally, she got down to the base of his cock, her nose pressed firmly up against his pubic bone. He gave a subtle thrust with his hips as though to plant his big cock in her throat, to drive it home. She pushed with her left hand and slid her mouth back up to the top and let out a gasp of breath. "Damn," he said. "That was something. You swallowed that whole thing. Tell the camera what that was like." She looked up and only said, "I got it all." "But..." he said, "I still haven't shot my load. Deepthroat it again." She sighed and knew he was right. She knew he'd fuck her with it if he didn't cum. She put her mouth back on it, grabbed him at the waist with both hands and was able to work down to the bottom much quicker this time and without his hand on her head. He swung his phone to the side of her head to shoot a different angle of her swallowing his monster of a cock. She worked her mouth down all the way and he wriggled his hips into her. Holly held her mouth there for a couple of seconds and then pulled off again. Tony grabbed his cock and started jerking it slowly, all slicked up with Holly's saliva. "I haven't cum yet," he said. "Get up and turn around. I'm damn close." "But I... You said... I don't want... No... Don't—" He pulled her up and swung her around facing the sink. With his free right hand, he reached under her skirt and felt for the thong of her panties, pulling it aside so he could access her pussy. Holly continued to protest - "No... please... you can't... I don't want you to..." - as he used his right foot to move her feet apart and felt between her legs at her pussy. He figured he'd use some spit to get her pussy wet but was astonished to find her wet, very wet. "Shit, girl! That pussy ain't gonna mind this one bit! You are nice and wet!" "I don't care how wet I am! I don't want this!" "Shut the fuck up and bend over," Tony said pushing her head down over the sink. "Here it is." Holly put her hands on the sink, bracing herself. He rubbed his cockhead against her pussy, getting it wet. Then he thrust inside, no messing around. He buried his cock in her pussy to the hilt in one shot. "Umph! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh GOD!" "God is right, girl! That pussy was made for my cock! Geezuz, does it feel good!" He held the camera to the side, getting a good shot of his cock going into her. With his right hand, he grabbed her at the waist to pull her back onto him. He thrust into her continuously, hard. Tony thought he had died and gone to heaven. The slickness of her pussy around his cock was like nothing he'd ever felt before. He absolutely did not expect this. "Rock back onto my cock! C'mon, bitch! Fuck me!" He pulled her back onto him rhythmically until she did it on her own. "That's right! Fuck me!" Holly slammed herself back onto his cock, hoping he would cum soon and get it done with. She didn't care how wet she was, this was not something she wanted. It felt like his cock was going to split her in half. His cock was hitting things that a cock had never hit before. Tony slammed his hips into her, meeting her every move. "Fuck yeah! You ready for this load?! I'm gonna cum!" "No! Not in me! Don't! Please!" Holly tried in vain to wiggle him out of her but there was nothing she could do. Two more thrusts and he held her firmly in place with his right hand. He rocked his cock into her and shot a load into her. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh... my... GOD! Fuck!" He continued thrusting into her as he came, his body jerking with each ejaculation of cum into her wet pussy. Holly could feel an additional slickness as he emptied his load into her. He pulled her back on him a few times to keep her going. "C'mon! Keep fucking it!" Holly rocked back into him and was amazed that he was still rock hard. "Geezuz FUCK," she thought. "How much longer is he going to stay hard?" She sensed from his movements and sounds that he was still cumming. He gave one last thrust, held her in place and let out a long moan. Then he slipped his cock out of her pussy. "Incredible," he gasped. "I don't know what else to say." He pulled a couple of Kleenex from the box on the sill by the sink - "Why don't we get these in the men's room?" he thought - and wiped his cock clean. As he pulled up his pants he said, "That was some fuck. Those boys aren't going to know what hit them. Take care." And with that, he turned and walked out. She heard some voices and then heard him walk out. She estimates he was there not even 20 minutes.