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By Richard the Black (blackrichard@juno.com)


The bus dropped me at work almost an hour before anyone else showed up, usually, and as the place was still locked up, I had to wait outside until someone with a key got there. It was a pain, especially in winter, but it was the only bus that would get me there on time.

I was surprised that morning, then, when a little red Toyota I recognized as Lisa's car pulled into the parking lot only five minutes after I got there. Lisa had been away for a week on vacation; I guessed she must want to get an early start on her first day back.

She got out of her car and walked over to me, smiling brightly. Lisa is a tiny little woman, about 4'10, but her height is actually brought on by some medication her mother took when pregnant. Lisa has the weight and shape she would have had if she'd been six to eight inches taller, which on her translates to frankly huge 44DD breasts and an otherwise chunky, solid little build. Frizzy blond-brown hair cut short and blue eyes behind big oversize glasses and a frankly sexy voice.

I'd had a very sexual crush on her since I'd started working for that company, where Lisa was receptionist, but she was married and I was living with someone, and beyond that, Lisa was very old fashioned and straight laced and deeply religious, so I'd never thought there was anything in it... although I'd closed my eyes many times while fucking my girlfriend and imagined it was Lisa.

Today she gave me a big hug, which was unusual for her. I hugged her back, naturally.

"Welcome back," I said, grinning. "Getting an early start?"

Much to my shock, she turned her face up and stood on tiptoe, so I obliged bending down and kissing her lightly on the mouth. It was a very brief kiss, but there was a little more lip to it than a peck, which also surprised me.

"Oh, I'm sure I have a lot of work piled up," she said, lowering her face and hugging me again. I held her for a minute or so, squeezing her, wondering at my good fortune.

"We've all missed you," I said, finally.

"I missed you too," she said into my chest, then let me go and opened the door.

Once inside she went around efficiently flicking on all the lights, unlocking the front door, starting the coffee maker, checking the fax machine. I just kind of drifted around. Finally I sat down in one of the visitor's chairs next to her reception desk. We had at least 40 minutes until anyone else showed up.

"Come sit down and talk to me," I demanded petulantly.

She poked her head around the corner from where she was in the break room. "Come sit in here," she said.

I got up and went in. She was bustling around, just finishing up with the coffee machine, putting the coffee back in the cupboard. Kidding around, I went up behind her and put my arms around her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. I expected her to sigh in exasperation and slap my hands and pull free. Instead she kind of giggled and wiggled back against me and said "Wait until I'm done here. Jeez."

I went over and sat down in one of the break room chairs. She finished putting the coffee things away and came over. I expected her to pull up another chair; instead, she smiled impishly and plopped down into my lap. "Well? What do you want to talk about?"

I was shocked, but pleased. I ran my hand over her forehead, smoothing some of her thick curly locks of hair back out of her eyes. "How was your vacation?"

She rocked on my lap a little and rolled her eyes. "Oh, it was okay. Kind of boring. John and I" (John was her husband) "didn't do much." Her eyes came down to mine and she looked concerned. "Am I too heavy?"

I slapped her rump gently through her conservative, hem-below-the-knees plaid skirt. "Nope. I like holding you like this."

Her hand came down and covered mine on her ass, pressing it there. "I like it too," she half whispered.

"Mmmm," I said. I put my other hand on her cheek to hold her head in place, tilted my head, and tried kissing her mouth again. Lightly but firmly, pressing my lips to hers, waiting for any response. After a second or so her lips trembled open under mine and I felt her tongue tip probing uncertainly. I met it quickly with mine and our mouths opened further and our tongues joined more forcefully. She moaned into my mouth and put her hands on my shoulders and leaned forward into the kiss, sliding her tongue past my lips, moaning again when I nibbled on her tongue tip and then began to suck strongly on it.

My hands came up and began squeezing her heavy breasts through her white, button up top. Normally really large breasts aren't much of a turn on for me, but Lisa was such a doll, and so sweet, that I found everything about her sexy. She gasped as I started squeezing and rubbing her nipples through her blouse and heavy duty bra, and broke the kiss long enough to sit back, breathing hard, and unbutton her blouse all the way down to the last two buttons.

I slid my hands inside her bra and began rubbing my palms over her smooth, soft breastflesh, using fingers and thumbs to gently pinch and rub her large, sexy, brown nipples into erection. Then I lifted one breast up out of its bra cup with both hands and bent my head to her nipple, taking the tiny nub jutting up in the midst of a dark brown aereola as large as my palm between my teeth, drawing another gasp from her as I nibbled, then licked, then began to suck.

She let me go back and forth between both nipples with my mouth for several minutes, holding my head to her and moaning her appreciation. Then she pushed my head away. "We only have about half an hour left," she said throatily.

"Well," I said helpfully, "you can drive me home tonight if you want. Or we could take lunch together..."

"Both," she said firmly, then licked her lips. "But there's something I can't wait to do with you." She scrambled off my lap and quickly dropped to her knees in front of me. "John never lets me go down on him," she said petulantly, unsnapping my pants somewhat clumsily, fumbling for the zipper, pulling it down, and reaching it to find my cock with her small, soft fingers. "So this is his fault." She pulled my hard cock out and holding it around the base, began to pepper the head with light little kisses.

I looked down at her. "I thought John was the only guy you'd ever had sex with," I said, amazed.

She nodded, licking my cockhead now with slow, deliberate strokes of her tongue.

"So how do you know you like to suck cock if he never lets you do it?" I asked.

She was running her tongue up and down the underside of my shaft now, fluttering it like butterfly wings just under the flange of my circumcised cockhead.

"When we were on vacation there was this big black guy named Larry staying at the hotel with us," she said, between licks. "He kept trying to get me to have sex with him. Of course I wouldn't. Finally he caught me by myself in the pool cabana one afternoon. He really scared me and when he took his swim trunks off he was huge down there... I didn't think I could take him. He said if I'd just... you know... use my mouth on him... blow him... he'd leave me alone after that. I didn't really know how but I was scared of him. I could barely get the end of his thing in my mouth. Then I learned to kind of let my jaw relax so I could take the first couple of inches. He put his hands on my head and made me go up and down on him. I was surprised it tasted so good, and it felt so nice to do it to him... sexy. It made me feel hot. I couldn't swallow all his sperm the first time and it ran out my mouth and down his thing and down on my chin and my neck. He said I'd do better next time."

She looked up at me, stopping her careful licking for a moment. Indignantly, she said "I tried to do it on John because I liked the way it felt and I wanted to see if his sperm tasted different and I wanted to swallow it for him. He made me stop and said it was disgusting. So I did it with Larry for the rest of the week."

I glanced at the clock. "People are going to start showing up in about fifteen minutes," I said.

She nodded, leaned forward, opened her mouth, and closed her lips around my cockhead.

"Mmmmmm," she hummed as she got very busy, giving me a very industrious, professional blowjob, bobbing her head on me quickly and efficiently, lips tight, tongue moving smoothly on the underside of my cockhead as her head went up and down on me. The sight of her head pumping in my lap, the sound of her mouth slurping and her little "mmmmmms" of enjoyment, were almost as exciting as the actual feeling of her lips and tongue on me.

I found out later that she really enjoyed giving long, leisurely blowjobs, taking half an hour or longer to bring me off, licking and sucking, stroking with her hands, licking and playing with my balls... but she also had learned how to give a blowjob on a time limit. Her head bobbed fast on me now, mouth urging me to give it up for her, and after another five minutes of her avid sucking I did, shooting a big thick splattering geyser of cum into her mouth.

She went, "MMMMmmmmm." and swallowed with a liquid gulping sound, making the same audible swallowing sound three more times as I continued to spurt with my cock locked firmly between her lips.

Finally she gave one last long slurping suck at my cock and let it slip out of her mouth with obvious reluctance. She looked up at me, reaching for a pile of napkins on the counter to pat her mouth with. "Any incriminating evidence on my mouth or chin?" she asked me brightly.

"Nope," I said, and bent down to kiss her deeply, tasting my cock and cum in her mouth as I slid my tongue past her lips. I broke the kiss after a minute. "I expect to cum in your mouth once a day from now on, Little Miss Lisa," I said, mock sternly.

"Only once?" she said, looking up at me with her big blue eyes. Then she whimpered like a puppy several times, her eyes dancing.

"Well, we'll see," I said. "Lunch?"

"Mmm hmmm," she said, smiling as she got to her feet again. She readjusted her bra and began to button up her blouse. "And I'll drive you home tonight. They rearranged the bus schedule so you need a ride home now, and I'm the only one who can do it. It's not my fault. You don't want to lose your job."

"Of course," I said. I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply again. She kissed me back slowly but thoroughly.

We heard the front door open. "Somebody here?" we heard the hoarse bellow of the crabby old woman who owned the business. Lisa took her tongue out my mouth, squeezed my cock with her hand, said "Get yourself straightened out," and walked out to start her morning at work.

The morning dragged by. I took my break at 10:35 or so, having just finished printing out 500 resumes and cover letters for a merged mass mailing a customer was having us do. When I got back I'd have to stuff them in envelopes, run off the labels, stick the labels on, meter them... it promised to be an all day job.

So my spirits were raised inordinately when I walked into the break room to find Lisa sitting there by herself, watching the tiny TV they keep on the table there. It was rare that any of us got the break room to ourselves; there were only five employees there, and the owner, but we all tended to take breaks at the same time.

"Everybody else must have their nose to the grindstone, huh," I said, gesturing around the all but empty room.

Lisa looked up at me and smiled. "Sandy took Barb with her off to Sam's Club," which was a discount place where Sandy, the owner, bought all her office supplies. That was excellent, it meant that Pat, my boss, would have to stay in the area where we both worked to cover the phones. In fact, it meant that Pat was the only one in the building to cover the phones, so no one was going to interrupt us. Lisa must have correctly interpreted the look that crossed my face.

She smiled, but waggled one finger cautioningly. "Now, now," she said. "You know Patty's going to be watching the clock and if you're back 30 seconds late, you're in big trouble."

"Yeah," I said, slouching back into the one corner of the break room that people couldn't see into from outside the door. "Not much one can accomplish in thirteen minutes or so... but come over here for a second anyway...?"

She looked worried for just half a second, then shrugged and came over to me. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to me; she hugged me back, tightly. "This morning has DRAGGED by," she groaned into my chest.

"Yeah," I said, nuzzling the top of her head, inhaling the scent of her hair, "I know." I let my hands drop from her shoulders to her sweet ass and rubbed it through her skirt. She moaned throatily and pushed herself tighter against me. The sensation of her big full tits crushing against my chest was enough to make me dizzy.

"Ohhhhhh," she said. "We can't do anything... not here... not enough time..."

"Maybe you have something wrong with your car," I suggested.

"What?" she asked.

"With your car. That you asked me to look at." I was nibbling the upper curve of her ear when I said it.

"You're terrible," she half moaned, half giggled.

"Go out to your car," I said. "I'll tell Patty I might need an extra five minutes on break to check out your tires or something."

She reluctantly disengaged and went, smiling wickedly at me over her shoulder. I half ran back to the word processing area. "Patty, Lisa thinks there may be something wrong with her tires," I said, shoving my head back into the room. Patty, my direct boss at the time, was an overweight woman a few years older than me who doubtless thought she was a great person and an excellent boss, easy to get along with and with a good sense of humor.

Actually she was a two faced bitch, sweet to people when talking to them, ripping them apart behind their backs. She was also lazy, dropping all the really involved, tedious jobs on me and spending most of her day chatting with customers, answering the phone, and occasionally inputting something fairly easy and simple on our one PC. I suppose she figured rank had its privileges. She also tended to take out any of her crabby moods on me, but show me a boss that doesn't.

She looked up at me with annoyance. "That mailing has to go out today," she said in her irritating whine.

"It'll go out today," I reassured her. "I'm just gonna take ten minutes or so looking over the car for her. We don't want anything to happen to our Lisa, do we?"

Her piggy little lips pursed in a frown. "I haven't had my break yet today," she said loftily. I didn't tell her that for all anyone could tell, she'd been on break all morning.

"Fifteen minutes tops," I said, smiling, and ducked back out.

Lisa was out in the car... sitting in the back seat, smiling. She pushed the door open with her toe as I walked up. The seatback was up against the steering wheel; she slid over in the backseat. I slid in and pulled the door shut. "Fifteen minutes, tops," I whispered. Then her arms were around my neck and her mouth was on mine.

Our tongues slid back and forth between our mouths as we moaned. My hands were squeezing her breasts through her blouse. She grabbed one of my hands and pushed it down, up under her skirt, and I was shocked to find a pantyless Lisa pussy... soaking wet. I immediately slid two fingers up inside her, finding her clit with my thumb. She moaned into my mouth as I fingered her. Her hand then went to the clasp on my slacks, undoing it clumsily, unzipping me, pulling my cock out.

Her hand left my dick for just a moment as she broke our kiss to lick her palm and fingers. Then her mouth joined with mine again as her slick fingers and palm closed over my cock and began pumping.

I pumped my fingers in and out of her hot wet pussy and rubbed the ball of my thumb over her clit as she expertly jerked me off. For a sweet married Catholic lady, Lisa was showing unexpected talents. "John must let you jerk him off a lot," I gasped into her mouth as I continued to hand frig her juicy cunt.

"No," she half moaned back, "Father Santini showed me how when I was 12 in the confessional and he let me do it for him instead of saying penance for a long time. He'd pull the screen up and stand so his thing came through the window and I'd stand with my back to the wall and reach down and stroke it for him."

"I'm surprised he didn't just have you sit there and suck it," I said.

"That would have been dirty," she said primly. "I was too young for that. Anyway until Larry made me I thought putting it in my mouth would be disgusting."

Her hand on me felt so good, as she'd stroke lightly, then squeeze just under my cockhead, then stroke again. Up and down. Steady and regular. "Uhhhhhh," I sighed, "boy, for someone who hasn't had sex with anyone but her husband you've got quite a track record, Lisa. Anyone else in there?"

She bent down and kissed the head of my cock as she pumped it. "Hand jobs don't count as sex," she said. She licked my cockhead. "This does," she purred, and took it into her mouth and started sucking. Her bending over had moved her pussy out of my reach so I put my hands on her head and relaxed back against the car seat and enjoyed her mouth on me.

Her head bobbed up and down beneath my hands. She slid her hand into my zipper and squeezed my balls gently. She went "Mmmmm... mmm... MMMM!" as she blew me, sucking away, lips tight, tongue moving on me like a little wet snake. After a minute or so I tightened my hands in her hair and shot off in her mouth for the second time that day. I heard her choked squeal of delight as the first spurt filled her mouth and then her gulping and gulping again as she swallowed it all.

Finally she straightened up again, licking her lips, resting her head on my shoulder, her fingers still closed loosely around my wet cock, the knuckle of her thumb rubbing idly back and forth just under the flange of the head. I tilted her chin up and kissed her mouth, sliding my tongue past her lips, enjoying the musky taste. Her tongue met mine and toyed with it as her hands tucked my cock away again and zipped me back up.

We both broke the kiss reluctantly. "We should get back inside," she said.

"You go in first and tell Patty I'm checking one of your rear springs for you," I said. "I'll be in, in a minute."

"Okay." We both slid out of either side of the car. I winked at her over the roof as we straightened up on opposite sides. "It's a two blowjob Monday so far," I said.

She pursed her lips. "Uh huh," she agreed. "On lunch break we're gonna fuck, though."

I smiled. "We can park behind Arturo's," a long closed restaurant off Rte. 61 about a mile away, "and I'll bend you over the back of your car, pull your skirt up, and fuck you like an animal."

Her eyes widened. "Larry always wanted to fuck my ass but he was way too big," she said. "I'll bet you'd fit, though."

"We'll find out," I promised. She looked trepidatious, then blew a kiss to me and went inside, licking her lips.

"You wouldn't really bend me over the back of my car and fuck me like an animal, would you?" Lisa said, looking at me, lower lip trembling. She'd just parked her car behind Arturo's long empty restaurant building off Rte 61, about a mile from where we worked. We had a little less than an hour for lunch. I'd tried to grab her as soon as we'd gotten in the car, but she'd slapped my hand lightly and told me to behave until people couldn't look over and see us. People found it odd enough that we were going out together for lunch.

I reached over and squeezed both her breasts through her blouse firmly, pinching her nipples through the cloth. She closed her eyes and sighed.

"You're a pretty horny little girl," I said, leaning over to kiss her neck.

"Mmmmm," she said as my hands continued to maul her tits. "Well? You wouldn't really?"

I looked over the seatback, through the back window. The old parking lot was overgrown with weeds and we were right behind the building so no one could see us from the road. The lot was enclosed by uncleared scrub woods on either side. It was pretty private, unless someone else pulled in for the same reason we were there, or a cop pulled in on his lunch break or something. I looked back at her. She had her head tilted towards me, looking up at me as I rubbed and squeezed her big tits. I kissed her on the mouth and started unbuttoning her blouse.

She slipped her tongue past my lips, sighing, and reached for my pants. I slapped her hands and kept unbuttoning. The kiss kept us from talking. Finally I pulled the tails of her blouse out of her skirt's waistband and started sliding it down her arms. She shrugged out of it, her tongue still moving in my mouth. I reached around and unclasped her bra and she shrugged out of that, too. I hung both garments over the steering wheel.

Then I broke the kiss, reached past her, and opened her door. Shoving it open, I said "Get out and go to the back of the car."

She just looked at me disbelievingly. She was naked to the waist and her huge boobs were hanging down and she looked sexy as hell in her plaid skirt. I reached out and pinched her nipples gently. "Go ahead, Lisa," I said. She hissed as I pinched her nipples... then shrugged and got out of the car and walked around to the trunk.

I got out my side and walked around to her. I took her in my arms and pressed her back against the top of the trunk and kissed her hungrily. She kissed me back, eagerly, one leg coming up to wrap around my waist as her arms went around my neck.

I broke the kiss and straightened up. "Turn around," I said.

She did it, moving around so her back was to me. I put my hand on her neck and pushed -shoved her, really -down hard so she was bent over the back of the car, her naked upper torso pressed firmly against the sun warmed metal of the trunk lid. I reached down and flipped her skirt up onto her lower back.

Then I unzipped and let my cock out. I probed her pussy with my fingers and found it very wet. "Uhhhmmm!" she gasped as my fingers went into her. I slid a thumb into her ass, or tried to. It was very tight. She gasped again as she felt me prodding her there. "Reach behind you and spread your cheeks," I told her. She did it, reaching back with her small soft hands, grasping the curve of her chunky ass cheeks right where they came together, and pulling them apart.

She gasped again. I moved forward, lined my cock up on her pussy, and slid up into her.

She groaned as I did it, then gasped out "I know I'm not that tight, I'm sorry..."

I slapped her ass as I started to fuck her slowly. "You're fine," I said. "What, did you let ol' Larry up here finally?"

"Twice," she moaned. "He was so big... it hurt... he couldn't get more than half of it in me... but I liked it... uhhhhhh..."

I shoved my cock all the way up her and said "Well, I'm buried to the balls in you now, sweetie. Like it?"

"Oh yes," she said. "Oh yes just fuck me please." So I fucked her. I held on to her hips and started fucking her faster and harder, finally just hammering away at her there in the sun with cars whizzing by twenty yards away. After I'd fucked her for a few minutes her asshole relaxed enough for me to get my thumb up there and I slid that in and out and twisted it from side to side as I plowed her cunt with my cock. She started gasping and moaning and even sobbing as I put it to her, flexing and straightening her knees to push her cunt back up at me as I fucked inward. Finally, after about ten minutes, I dumped a load in her cunt and slowed down some. My cock stayed hard in her and I kept my thumb in her ass, which had flexed to accommodate it considerably.

"So ol' Larry never got your sweet ass, huh?" I said, still stirring my cock in her pussy.

She moaned. "No, he was too big," she said. "He did me with his finger like you are though."

I kept rotating my thumb in her bung. "John ever do you here? Or Father Santini?"

She shook her head against the trunk of the car. "No one ever has," she gasped.

I smiled. "Reach back and spread your cheeks again, baby."

I could see a shiver go over her, but she did it, pulling them apart once more for me. I slid my cock back out of her pussy. It gleamed with her juices and mine. I could see her little brown pucker as I pulled my thumb out of it and lined my cockhead up on it, nudging forward to lodge it there against the entrance. She made a little grunting noise, then said "Oh God."

I put my hands on her hips to hold her steady and pushed forward, trying to drive my cock up her rear entrance. I wouldn't have made it if she hadn't dropped her hands from her cheeks, put them flat on the trunk of the car, and pushed back at me hard. My cockhead suddenly popped up past her sphincter like a golf ball shoving up into a garden hose. Lisa gave a little shriek and tried to pull away. I held her hips implacably and slowly slid the rest of my cock up into her asshole.

With the brown ring of her sphincter nestling around the base of my cock and my balls brushing the bottom of her pussy, I stopped and waited for her. She was crying now and gasping and going "Oh God oh God oh God" over and over in a whisper. I reached around and found her clit and began to pinch and rub it with my fingers and thumb. She gasped at that and I felt the tight velvety length of her rectum suddenly relaxes and shifts around my cum-slick cock.

"Oh ohhhhhh OH," she said. "Oh mmmmmmm..."

"Fits just fine," I said. "Nice tight little ass, Lisa. Hold on..."

I started to fuck her ass much more slowly than her pussy, pulling my cock back just a half inch or so, rocking it forward again. Even that much motion felt amazing to me and made her gasp and sob again. I continued rocking my cock in and out of her for five minutes or so on very short strokes until I felt she could take a good fucking. Then I started giving her one, pulling back out until just my head was up inside, then slamming back forward again until the whole length was buried in her ass again. She made little whistling shrieks as I started to fuck her asshole harder, but she was taking it and I knew she was loving it. After another five minutes I spurted off again up her ass.

I checked my watch. We still had maybe half an hour. I slowly slid my cock back out of her ass, trying to be gentle, knowing it was going to be uncomfortable when my cockhead popped back out past her ring muscle. She moaned as it came out. I gently took her shoulders and turned her over and kissed her nose and cheeks and mouth and then both nipples.

"Oh," she said. "Oh my God. Oh. Oh Jesus." She opened her eyes and looked at me. "I have been totally and completely fucked."

"You're amazing, Lisa," I said, kissing up her breasts to her neck and then to her mouth. She took my tongue into her mouth for a second and sucked on it, then let it slide back out.

"I'm gonna be feeling you up my ass for the rest of the day," she said. "God."

I lifted her heavy breasts and started kissing her nipples again. "Want to go back?"

She slapped the top of my head lightly. "No! We still have time. Let's sit in the back seat."

We did and she tenderly cleaned my cock off with an old towel she had in a picnic basket back there on the floor. Then she put her head in my lap and sucked me for the third time that day. I didn't cum in her mouth that time... I'd already cum four times that day... but she seemed to enjoy it anyway.

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