Crystals Palace - The Stories
Sex Soap - Chapter Four
By Crystal and ?????
While his wife was gobbling his sons big prick and deciding whether or not she should progress things, Jim Richardson had problems of his own.
It had been chaotic day - overseeing the moving into his new Headquarters in Sydney and all the trouble that caused. He had brought half a dozen good people from Melbourne with him, but the most pressing requirement was to hire a good personal assistant. Jan, his PA in Melbourne had declined the move to New South Wales - the offer of a healthy pay rise from Jim unable to deter her from her descision.
Jim had so far interviewed five people for the job - four women and one man - and while they had all had good references and the right qualifications, there lacked the certain something that Jim was looking for. He was not even sure he knew what it was himself - but he proded himself on being a good manager and a good boss - and he knew that when the right candidate came in he would instinctively know about it.
He was wrong. When Pam Armstrong walked into his office just after 5pm - he had no premonition that she would be his new PA. She was certainly very striking, beautiful even. Tall - about 5'7" , with long blonde hair that cascaded over her black blouse. Jim guessed her to be about mid twenties - about 15 years his junior - but her resumé had been lacking in detail regarding age and date of birth.
She was smartly dressed, a simple short white skirt with black hose underneath, black blouse that hinted at a lacey bra that contained what Jim perceived to be large breasts.
Jim certainly was aware of her beauty - the fact that she also had a great smile certainly helped ease the situation. But he had been stung once before hiring someone on looks rather than performance - and he wasn't about to just giver her the job for looking good.
He asked her to take a seat while he scanned again through her resumé. He remembered being impressed with it when he read through it the week before - she had worked for a number of guys in very senior positions - all of whom couldn't write enough about how great she was as a PA.
They talked through some general stuff first. Jim found himself easily distracted by this girl - her smile was quite disarming. She was confident in herself and in her ability to be a good Personal Assistant, and that confidence shone through - so that her whole being was relaxed.
After about twenty minutes Jim knew that she was right for the job - but there were a few questions he wanted answered first.
"Pam" , he said "I notice that you only stay at any one job for about eighteen months and then you move on. By these testimonials it seems clear that this is your choice and not even the prospect of healthy pay rises keeps you at these companies. Can you tell me why that is?"
Her answer was quick and brief: "Love"she replied.
Jim looked blankly at her - he wasn't expecting this as an answer and he didn't know what it meant.
"All my bosses have been so sweet" Pamela continued "But in the end they all fall in love with me. It's best that I leave them then."
"How do you know they fall in love with you" Jim asked - curious to know how she could say this almost casually.
"Because, Mr Richardson, they tell me. They vow to leave their wives for me - they want me to be the mother of their children. That's never been something I wanted to pursue."
"You mean to tell me that five men have told you they want to marry you?
"Actually four men and one woman. My last employer is now a Lesbian - she left her husband for me... but I have never encouraged any of my bosses to leave their partners on my account"
Jim was almost speechless. She was certainly beautiful - no doubting that. But could she really have that hold on someone like she was claiming.
"You see, Mr Richardson..... Jim" she continued, as if she had read his thoughts. "I am very good at my job - in fact I think I'm the best. I believe it is my job to know exactly what my boss wants and to help him, or her, get it. You, for instance - I know you're tired - it's been a long day for you. You're stressed, the first day in a new city for you - you're unsure of how things will go in Sydney for you. You're on edge - you want to relax but you're not sure you can do that without losing your guard."
It was like she knew him inside out - he was stressed - he was tired.
It was then that she got up from the chair she was in. Casually and slowly she moved round to him, to his side of the desk, behind his chair. Her hands rested on his shoulders she started to massage his shoulders.
He couldn't stop her, couldn't say anything. She was in control - he was so tired and her hands felt so good. He shouldn't allow her to do this - this was not how an interview was meant to be conducted - there was no way he could hire her now. But those fingers on his shoulders felt so good - with each movement of her hands she seemed to take the stress from him. He closed his eyes, briefly. It felt so good.
"Relax, Jim, just relax. I am with you now - just close your mind from the hassles of today - we can sort them out tomorrow"
She stopped then and stood before him. He opned his eyes - looked up at her beautiful readiant smile - knew that he was lusting after her already - he was so mesmerised by her. He smiled back at her - then saw what she was doing - slowly, deliberately unbutonning her blouse - peeling it opff her shoulders and then standing before him, still smiling - her ample breasts now concealed only by a lacey black bra that contrasted with the paleness of her skin. She reached behind and undid the clasp, the bra now falling away to reveal two large, ripe, full tits - bautifully shaped and topped with large dark brown aureloa and small erect nipples.
Jim was aware that he was hard - his cock straining for release. He wanted to say something , anything - but he also knew that this was her show. He was powerless to stop her - him - a big CEO of a multi-million dollar company - Mr Big - was now reduced to a small gawking school boy with an increddible hard-on.
"I read somewhere" said Pam " that tension and stress is responsible for more company profit loss than anything else. Quite simply, if you are stressed you are unable to make the descions you need to. As your PA it is my job to help relieve that stress. I read somewhere else" she continued "that the absolute best cure for stress and tension is orgasm. So, lets see what we can do about that shall we?"
She held out her hand to his, inviting him to stand before her. He did so, without saying a word. He was aware of his own heart beating faster and faster, of his own, now ragged breathing.
Standing before her, close, he reaslied she was not much shorter than his six foot. The top of her blond hair rested just below his nose - he breathed in the smell of her hair - a mildly intoxicating fragrance. She looked up at him, and smiled that snile that made him almost weak in the knees.
"Relax, Jim. You want this.. you need this.. you need me.."
She was right - he had never wanted anyone more in his life. He didn't ever remember being this turned on in his life - even with Selina. The girl before him was so confident of her sexuality it was a huge aphrodisiac.
She started to strip him, to unbutton his shirt buttons and ease his arms out of the sleeves - until they were both topless. She then knelt before him - her face now inches away from his swollen cock - she undid his belt, unzipped his fly and eased his pants down. His jocks could barely conceal his excitement. Very carefully she eased out his prick from their confinement - it was fully hard, maybe eight inches of angry looking man meat.
He knew what was coming, his excitement was peaking now - he desperately wanted to cum now - to release a thick jet of warm sperm over her pretty face - but he wanted to feel his cock sliding in and out of her pretty mouth more. But it never happened.
"Jim, I don't think you're going to last much longer and I need this prick buried deep in my pussy, OK?" once again she was calling the shots. "Go to the couch while I strip"
He did as he was told - slumping in the chair, his eyes never leaving her body, his cock bobbing almost straight up. He watxhed her kick off her pumps and roll down her stockings - she just hiked the skirt up around her midriff and came over to him.
He laid back in the chair, she started to straddle him and as she did she reached down, gripped his prick, and began rubbing its head up and down between her swollen pussy lips, coating it with her juices. Just as she completed an upward stoke brushing her throbbing clit, she felt his prick jerk in her hand and heard him moan, "OHhhh Shit.....dammit!" He was cumming. The first spurt of cum landed on her left breast, the second, not as forceful, landed on her stomach. She got his prick back down to her pussy. She rubbed the head of his prick against her swollen clit, milking his throbbing prick with her hand - she let him pump his warm, hot cum over her clit and the outside of her pussy.
Jim was angry with himself - cumming like that - she must think he was a complete loser, but she was just so hot - there was no way he could hold on. He started to aploogise " Oh damn....I'm sorry, Pam. I couldn't...."
Pam moved her head to his and kissed him silencing him.
"Jim, it wasn't your fault." She chuckled, "I told you you were tense didn't I - now we can take it a little slower" Using two fingers she scooped his cum off her breast and licked it off her fingers while she watched his eyes. "I'm not going let you leave until you've fucked me with that big prick of yours.... but it would be nice to know if I've got the job" she added.
Jim knew it was blackmail of sorts, but he was under her spell. He had no doubt she could do the job - and it sure weould be great to have a hot babe like this working with the company - especially if she liked sex like this. She was still holding his prick in her hand, she hugged with one arm and kissed him running her tongue deep into his mouth. Breaking the kiss, she whispered, "You're still hard...just as hard as before."
"Yeah, my record is five times without losing it" Jim opened up to her "You have the job, mind if we discuss pay after we play"
Pam chuckled, "Sound great, Jim.... Now let's put that thing where it belongs."
She rubbed the head of his prick on her cum soaked pussy, slipping it between her swollen pussy lips, feeling its large head enter her pussy.
"Oh God....Jim how big is that thing?" she moaned as he pushed his prick deep into her throbbing cunt. He clutched her ass pulling her against his cock, grinding his hips against her, trying to get his prick even deeper into her as she felt the spasms start deep in her cunt. Pam too was close - she enjoyed the power she had over men - knew that sex was a way of getting just about anything she wanted - which was a real bonus - beacuse Pam loved sex. The whole situation was such a turn on for her - she fucked her new boss deep for only a few strokes before she too knew she was going to surrender herself to him
"OHhhhh.....I'm going to cum. OH GOD....I'm cumming.....I'm cumming." she cried
He pushed his prick as deep into the throbbing pussy as he could. He could feel her pussy gripping his prick as her orgasm swept through her body. He paused holding himself in her.
"No...No, don't stop," begged Pam. "It feels too good."
It was only now Jim decided to make some moves off his own. As she finished off her first orgasm he lifted her up and gently put her on the floor - now he assumed the on-top position.
She laughed, gasping for her breath, "Oh yes, Jim, fuck me....fuck me anyway you want to...make me cum again." She kissed him running her tongue deep into his mouth, thrusting it against his tongue.
Jim lengthen his strokes into her pussy. He was withdrawing to the head of his prick and then driving his prick back down into the very depths of her pussy. She loved the feel of his hardness in her - she was certainly impressed that he could be this hard so soon after coming earlier.
She wrapped her legs around his thighs opening her pussy even wider to his thrusts. She could feel her clit being ground against the base of his prick as it rammed deep into her cunt. She began to thrust her hips up to meet his downward thrusts, wanting him...that beautiful big prick...even more than before. ""OHhh...that's it.....fuck me....Fuck me hard. Oh Jim, go deep....all the way...as fast....as hard as you can."
He increased the tempo of his thrusts and after a couple of minutes moaned loudly, ""I can't hold it...can't....I'm going to cum."
Pam tighten her legs around him and gripped his ass cheeks in her hands pulling him against her, grinding her hips into his. She could feel her fingernails sinking into the flesh of his ass but she couldn't help it. She could feel the tension building in her body, then, just as his prick erupted in her pussy pumping his cum deep into her cunt, she felt the spasms in her pussy as she climaxed, the release her body and her pussy had been aching for.
Jim had paused, his prick buried in her as he flooded her pussy with cum. Pam hugged him to her as they lay there, not saying anything, recovering - she could feel his prick, still hard, buried in her pussy. After a few minutes, Jim resumed the long slow strokes into her cum filled tunnel - he was still hard, just hard as before - he was amazing! She could feel, even hear, his cum and her juices being squeezed out of her soaked pussy by his large prick, running down the sides of her thighs and down the crack of her ass.
After a few minutes of the slow steady stroking of his prick into her pussy, Jim picked up the pace, and began to drive his prick into her faster and faster. When he pushed deep into her, grinding the base of his prick against her pussy, pressing it against her clit, it triggered a new wave of sensations in her pussy. She gripped Jim in her arms and moaned loudly, "OHhhhh GOD, OOhhh, I'm cummmiiinng.....cummminnng!!!" Jim kept grinding his prick against her and Pam felt her body shudder as another, even more powerful, orgasm welled up from her pussy. "OH DAMN....OH Jim....I"M CUMMMING, CUMMING AGAIN!!!"
Jim collapsed onto her and lay there, breathing heavily, his prick, now limp, slipping from her pussy. Their sweaty bodies melded together.
What a great end to a pretty shitty day thought Jim. But she was right, he thought, he was a lot less tense than he had been. He looked at Pam, now coming down off her high - she'd be a pretty good PA he thought!
Continued in Chapter Five