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Glenda came in to work everyday at 7:30am; I mean you could
set your watch by it. I have been her administrative
assistant for 3 years. I think she likes having men beneath
her in the work place, as it is a sense of power that she
needs. On her desk, everyday, I have to have the days events
planned, name all parties involved with the projects at this
ad agency.
Her husband, whom she rarely spoke of, stopped by about once
a month. He was a small man by most respects, only about 5’6
tipping the scales at 155 pounds. An artist for a modest
gallery in east Chicago, his commute here once a month could
not be worse, with the salt in the wound of having to deal
with Glenda. Glenda somewhat towered over her husband, as
her frame was 5’11 and about 125 – 130 lbs. She loved to be
confrontational with people she was taller then, as looking
down on them physically just went hand in hand with how she
felt about them.
I could easily hear their arguments. " You are so pathetic,
I mean, why I fell for your sorry ass, I will never know"
was Glenda’s favourite expression to use on her husband. He
would only take it, as the office sort of concluded the
marriage was based upon the money her husband Roger had.
Glenda’s omnipotent domineer was not limited to her husband,
as I was the brunt of that lighting strike if anything went
wrong in her office. My desk is in plain view of hers; the
control tower is my nickname for her. Watching over
everything is her way.
For a mean lady, I do have to give her credit on looks. She
always has a nice business suit on, that complimented her
hourglass figure. She has two exercise machines in her
office and she does put mileage on them, I assume it is from
the sexual frustration. " Neil ! !" she yells. " Yes Glenda,
coming" I answer. " Why is it that I have to often ask to
get the items for my desk that you know I need??!" I have to
sit for a second before I answer, because it’s always my
first reaction to say " Shut up bitch!" however, I simply
tell her that I am sorry if I missed anything.
Friday came quick this week thank god and Roger came in a
tad early with some paperwork under his arm and closed to
the door to Glenda’s office. I could not hear much, other
then Glenda shouting that he was making some mistakes he
will regret. " I dare you to you little fucker" was another
lovely shout out to her pie hole as Roger opened the office
door and left. Even after a good 30 minutes after Roger left
the building, Glenda was pacing in her office and mumbling
how much she hates her husband.
" Neil, I am leaving for the weekend, close up when you
leave, make sure you don’t fuck anything up" she said. " I
have worked for you for three years Glenda, have you had to
worry about that before?" I asked. Glenda leans over my desk
and has her nose four inches from my face and just louder
then a whisper says " Just remember, you DO work for me and
its because you limit your fuck ups, that’s why I allow you
in the building everyday, lets not forget that little man"
At this point I had to find out what went on with her
husband in that office today. After two hours passed, I
walked into her office and sat at her desk. After reading
through the stack of papers, it was only a profit and loss
statement for the Art Studio, nothing dreadful. So, I filed
it the way she wanted, but there was already a file for the
studio. The other file showed Glenda as being a full time
employee there with benefits. Thought that was a bit odd, as
the sums of her salary was over thirteen million dollars
from the Gallery. I started to photo copy everything and put
it in to a database. I of course kept this under wraps for a
few weeks. Everyday, taking verbal pot shots from Glenda
like every other day.
Finally, another week came to a close and Glenda was in well
past 7:00pm. I thought it was time to cash in on my secret.
I grabbed my file and walked into her office, which was
something, she hated.
" Neil, what the hell are you doing in here?" she shouted. I
sat on her Italian leather couch and crossed my legs at the
knee and told Glenda to please close the door and have a
seat with me, as we need to talk. She had a puzzled look on
her face, but surprisingly complied. Glenda walked over to
the couch, all the while I am checking out her new suit.
The burgundy two-piece suit, flared skirt with a zipper
front top and as she walked you could catch glimpses of her
flat tummy. Glenda plopped down as if to be annoyed by
invasion of her space.
" What already?" she asked.
I did not beat around the bush; I started in on all my
research and went on about my in-depth knowledge of
embezzling and Tax evasion. As I went on and on her face ran
the gamete of emotions, finally resting in the position of
shock.
" You little prick, so, what, you think you are the big man
now, you want some money?? Fine, how much?" . She asked.
I walked over to the door and locked it. When I turned
around and said, " I don’t want money you little bitch, I
want you to do what I want" .
The colour left her face, as she did not see that coming. "
First thing to do, unzip your shirt and take it off." I told
her.
Though in shock, her hand trembled up to her zipper and she
slowly ran the zipper down to her hips where the two sides
of her shirt fell to the sides.
" I said take it off bitch" and with a mean look on her
face, she let the shirt drop to the floor. I felt my dick
getting hard, because holy shit, she had some big tits. I
walked over to her and slowly walked behind her and pulled
the tag tight on her bra and read " 36D" and I commented to
her, " nice size tits you have…bitch" .
Glenda started in with " Listen her you little fucker…"
I yelled shut up! And interrupted her. I put my hand on her
hips standing over her shoulder looking down at her
cleavage. You have a front clasp on your bra, let those big
tits out and not one more word out of your mouth or I turn
you in to the IRS and the police AND the paper.
Her bottom lip began to tremble as her shaking hand grabbed
the clasp and her breasts fell free of there constraints. I
immediately cupped both breasts and played with them. I
whispered in her ear, you have nice tits…but I have had
better"
" Give me a break, my tits are perfect.." Grabbing her tits
tightly and her letting out a whimper due to pain " shut up
I told you, now get on your knees."
The pain I just inflicted on her huge tits really hit home
with her that this was not a situation she could get out of.
Now, just wearing her flared skirt, she dropped to her
knees. I walked in front of her and told her to take out my
dick.
" I don’t do this, oral sex is gross" she stated. I reached
down and grabbed her right tit and twisted the nipple and
yelled out in pain again " OK OK ok, she gently passed her
hand over my cock and began to unzip my pants.
My cock is average, about 8 inches rock hard and it was now
in her hand. She took a deep breath and began to bob up and
down on it sucking noises coming from her mouth. I could
tell she had not done this much, so I grabbed the back of
her head and helped her pound. away. Every other pound I was
able to get down her throat and she would gag.
" How does it feel to have a Dick in your mouth you loud
mouth pushy bitch!?"
She mumbled something but my dick covered her words. I
grabbed her hair tighter and really made her go to town on
my dick. I used my other hand and played with her tits and I
could tell she was disgusted. As I noticed I was about to
cum, I told her not one drop was to hit the ground.
" She whimpered no-no" as I could tell she did not want me
to cum in her mouth.
I reinforced my statement that if anything happened that
caused me to not be satisfied, we would do this everyday
before I sold her out" She gave me a gentle nod and she
began to slurp. I let go of her hair and told her to keep
bobbing and she did. I grabbed her tits and tilted my head
back as I blew my load in her mouth. She chocked a tad, but
swallowed and some trickled down my dick. I told her to lick
it all up and she lick down my shaft and began licking my
balls.
" Am I done asshole?" she asked.
" Do I look done?" I replied.
She looked at my dick and I was just as hard now as I was
when we started.
I told her to stand up and go over and stand next to her
desk. " Take off your panties I told her"
She complied but was not happy. She began to sit down and I
asked, " What the hell are you doing bitch? Turn around and
bend over" I yelled.
She turned away from me and bent over her desk. I flung her
skirt up and on to her back. I just jammed my dick in her
pussy and with every hard pound; I called her a bitch, a
cock, a cunt, a whore, a dumb ass floppy tits mother fucker.
I was just pounding away, my balls were smacking her
triangle every time I buried my manhood. I grabbed her hips
and pulled her in on every stroke and she cried out in pain.
She tried to turn and look at me and tears from pain were
rolling down her face.
" This fucking your getting now is for the fuck you have
been giving me for three years" I once again blew my wad,
this time it was deep in her pussy.
As I relieved my self, I told her to get a towel from her
desk and clean me up. For the first time, I now see Glenda
crying and upset that she is not in control. She hobbled and
limped around her desk to get the towel. She handed me the
towel, and I told her to clean me.
" Since you can’t listen, get back on your knees and clean
me with your mouth"
" You can’t be serious" she said, I just grabbed her by the
hair and forced her to the floor. I continued to force her
down my cock again.
She seemed into it this time, slurping noises every time. "
I wont cum in your mouth this time Glenda" I told her and
she made no reaction. As I began to come again, I took my
cock out and shot it over her face. She made attempts to
move her face, but I never let go of her hair forcing her
face to take it all.
She grabbed the towel and I told her to keep it on her face
for a while.
About 30 minutes, I let her towel herself down. She
attempted to put her clothes back on and I told her that she
is not done. She sat down on the couch and folded her arms.
I walked over to her and gave her a smack in the face and
told her not to cover up her tits for the remainder of the
evening.
Her eyes filled with tears again and she lowered her arms. I
got on my knees and began to suck her tits and play with
them. I did this for about 20 minutes when there was a knock
at the door.
She covered up and asked who it was. I smacked her harder in
the face and reminded her that she was to stay topless and
uncovered.
" Now answer the door as you are bitch"
She slowly walked across the room and opened the door. "
Holy shit" my best friend Joe said at the size of her tits.
He said nothing to her and just grabbed her tits and played
with them.
" Glenda, get on your desk and tell Joe that you are a bitch
and you need an attitude adjustment right now" I shouted.
Glenda complied and got on all fours and told Joe though her
shaking mouth that she was a bitch and she needed help not
being a cunt. I then again, threw up her skirt and told her
to let Joe’s manhood out.
Joe was about my size and she without instruction from me
just started sucking his dick. Nice long slurps, I knew she
was doing it right just to get it over with. I grabbed some
Vaseline from Glenda’s handbag and rubbed it all over my
cock.
" Glenda, I have here on this paper the name of all four
hundred and eleven employees here at the company. Time for
you to take it in the ass on their behalf."
She stopped sucking Joes cock and told me " NO, no way, that
is out of the question!"
Joe and I just grabbed a tit each and twisted and yelled at
her. I jammed two fingers in her ass and pulled her back in
position. She pleaded with me and I trusted my cock deep in
her ass and she howled in pain, with her mouth open, Joe
stuffed his cock in her mouth again. For every time I
pounded her ass, I called out a name of an employee. This
time, the bitch boss got it in the end.
For the next year, I got my dick sucked at 6:30am in the
office by this bitch and she is nicer now then ever!
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