Brenda arrived at the bank and was shown into Mr. Donley’s office. Mr. Donely had called Brenda early that morning, just after her husband, Mark had left for work and her daughter, Kaylie, had headed off to school. He said he needed to see her immediately to discuss important financial matters, but wouldn’t say more over the phone.
Mr. Donley was sitting behind his desk with a silly smile on his face when his secretary showed Brenda in. He dismissed his secretary, then turned his attention back to Brenda, struggling mightily to keep his eyes off her chest and focused on her eyes. Brenda was an attractive, 37 year-old woman, with long, auburn hair casually pulled back into a pony tail, and big, natural 35E boobs that were hard to ignore. She rarely wore a bra, and wasn’t wearing one that morning, and Mr. Donley’s eyes kept darting down to the bumps her nipples were making in the thin fabric of her low cut, silk blouse.
Brenda smiled to herself, thinking she had the advantage in whatever conversation was about to take place, and said, “What’s this all about, Mr. Donley….your cryptic call this morning was very disturbing.”
Still grinning that silly grin, Mr. Donley got up from his desk and walked over to his office door, locking it as he said, “You can call me Jim, Brenda. And that call was meant to be cryptic. I wanted you in my office this morning to discuss this matter.”
“Ok….’Jim’….what matter are we discussing?”
Jim returned to lean against the front edge of his desk….right in front of Brenda, maybe two feet from where she sat…and positioned himself so he could look down her blouse at her impressive boobs, as he said, “I’ve uncovered evidence that you’ve been stealing money from your daughter’s trust fund left to her by your father-in-law three years ago.”
Brenda went white, but tried desperately to hide her obvious guilt…. “What? No way…what on earth are you talking about?”
Jim’s smile faded and he said, “Can it, Brenda. It’s been going on for over a year, and you’ve managed to embezzle nearly $78,000. That’s not a small thing….this involves authorities, jail time and a permanent felony record.”
With her mind spinning, Brenda’s eyes teared up, and she began stuttering and mumbling…trying to find a solution that might get her out of this bind.
“M-m-my God, Jim….how did you find out?”
“Doesn’t really matter, Brenda….I’ve discovered it, and my options are extremely limited on how to handle it.”
Brenda heard “options”, and it suddenly registered in her brain that Jim had locked his office door at the beginning of this discussion. Thinking she might have a way out of this, she leaned forward, giving Jim a clear view down her blouse all the way to her nipples, and shaking her shoulders just a little bit so that her tits swayed slightly, getting Jim’s undivided attention.
Seeing Brenda re-position herself in her chair for his benefit, Jim smiled again and said, “Ahhhh…. I think we’re on the same page.”
He put his hands on the edge of his desk on either side of his hips and spread his legs wide, clearly indicating what he wanted from Brenda.
“I can hide your embezzling transactions until you’ve had a chance to pay back the trust fund….as long as you treat me nice.” He glanced at his crotch…where his cock was now semi-hard and making a clear outline down one leg of his pants…then back into Brenda’s eyes.
Realizing she had no choice, and relieved that authorities might not get involved, Brenda nodded slightly, then reached out with one hand and ran her fingers up and down the length of Jim’s growing dick. She gently squeezed his prick, then used her fingers and thumb to rub the bulbous tip through his slacks.
With her other hand she pulled down his zipper and fished out his stiffening penis and nutsack, sliding her hand from the base to the head and back again, watching it grow in her hand as she stroked it.
Jim used one of his hands to unbutton Brenda’s blouse, then pulled both of her tits out so that they swung freely between them, while he used the other hand to grab the back of her head and pulled her mouth toward his engorged prick.
“Suck it, Brenda,” he said.
As Brenda opened up and sucked the tip of his cock into her mouth, Jim used both hands to fondle her swaying boobs and pull on her stiffening nipples.
He closed his eyes, moaning, “My God, that feels great. I’ve been dreaming of having you suck my cock since you and your husband opened your first account here.”
Brenda mumbled something unintelligible around the shaft of Jim’s cock, as she bobbed her head back and forth, using one hand to jerk his rigid pole and the other to massage his dangling balls.
Jim continued moaning and squeezing her breasts hanging out of her open blouse, rocking his hips and shoving his dick against the back of her throat. Suddenly, his breath caught and he grabbed the back of Brenda’s head, shoving his hips forward and blasting several streams of cum into Brenda’s warm mouth.
Brenda coughed and sputtered, but managed to swallow most of Jim’s load, allowing only a few drops to spill out past her lips and drip onto her exposed boobs.
Brenda pulled Jim’s cock out of her mouth and started to button up her blouse, but Jim stopped her.
“Nope….leave them out,” he said, reaching down to lift her tits up by pulling on each nipple. Then he let them go and watched her boobs swing back and forth, bouncing slightly after he dropped them. With a wicked grin still plastered on his face, he shoved his prick back into her mouth and said, “Now, clean off my dick.”
As she sucked and licked his still semi-hard rod, using her hand to pull out the last drops of cum from the tip, Jim stood with his hands on his hips and started dictating the terms of their situation.
“The only way this will work is if you pay back the money you stole from your daughter’s trust before she gets legal custody of the fund.” As he spoke, he took one hand off his hip and grabbed the back of her head, encouraging her to suck his still hard cock deeper into her warm, wet mouth.
“I don’t care if you get a job, borrow the money, or steal it from someone else….I’ll keep the evidence of your embezzlement in this bank hidden as long as you repay the missing money by your daughter’s eighteenth birthday….are we clear?”
Without taking his dick out of her mouth, Brenda nodded slightly and mumbled, “yeebth” around his shaft.
Jim was enjoying the aftermath of his recent climax, and Brenda’s warm mouth sliding up and down his slowly shrinking rod as he continued explaining the situation. “And until you’ve repaid the money you’ve stolen, I’ll expect you in my office every week….no bra, no panties, and only dresses or skirts…easy access….you understand what I’m saying?”
Again, Brenda nodded slightly and again murmured her agreement around his almost flaccid prick.
Finally, Jim allowed Brenda to pull her mouth off of his spent cock and told her, “Now, put it away and zip me up.”
Once she had done that, he handed her a box of tissues from his desk so she could clean the dripping cum off her mouth and tits.
She stood up, buttoned her blouse and adjusted her skirt as she got ready to leave. Mr. Donley reached over and pinched one nipple through her blouse, then the other, as he looked her in the eyes and said, “This was amazing, Brenda….I’m already looking forward to next week.”
Blushing, and with her eyes downcast, Brenda left Jim’s office and drove home, wondering the whole way how the hell she was going to solve this problem.
The following week, Brenda went to the bank, as instructed, and was shown into Jim’s office by his secretary, who ushered her in and closed the door behind her as she left. Jim was on the phone behind his desk and motioned for Brenda to lock the door after the secretary was gone. After she did that, Jim waved her over to his side of the desk as he continued his business discussion on the phone.
As Brenda stepped around his desk, she could see that he already had his zipper down, with his semi-hard prick pulled out of his slacks and dangling between his spread legs. With more gestures, Jim indicated he wanted Brenda to kneel between his legs and start sucking his cock. Brenda sighed and knelt, then grabbed Jim’s dick and started stroking it as she slid the tip into her mouth.
Jim continued his phone conversation as he gently rocked his hips into Brenda’s bobbing head and pumping fist. After he was finally done on the call, he hung up, grabbed the back of Brenda’s head with both hands, and started pounding his rigid pole deep into her mouth, bouncing off the back of her throat with every thrust. He moaned as Brenda sucked and stroked his growing shaft, until it was fully erect. Then he pulled it out of Brenda’s mouth and pulled her up to her feet.
Brenda was wearing a wrap-around summer dress with a halter top tied behind her neck, with no bra or panties, as instructed….her breasts were barely contained, and her nipples made clear bumps in the soft fabric. Jim untied her halter top and let it drop, freeing her heavy breasts to sway back and forth in front of him. He squeezed both tits so that the nipples were standing out a bit, then pulled them up to his mouth, sucking on one for a few seconds, followed by the other.
Brenda was surprised and a little embarrassed that Jim’s rough treatment while she was sucking his dick, and now the aggressive handling of her boobs, was having an effect on her. She couldn’t help it….she felt her pussy getting wet as he nibbled on her nipples….she let out a soft moan and closed her eyes as Jim continued pulling on her stiff nipples with his teeth. After a minute or two, he pulled her nipple out of his mouth with a ‘plop’, and playfully slapped her tits to watch them swing back and forth in front of him.
After enjoying Brenda’s swaying breasts for a while, Jim spun her around and roughly pushed her forward until she was bending over the edge of his desk, supporting herself with her hands on the desk and her heavy boobs swaying beneath her. Jim tossed the bottom of her dress up onto her lower back, exposing her dripping wet pussy between her spread legs. With one hand he grabbed his stiff rod, and used his other hand to grab her hips, then lined up his cock and shoved it deep into her cunt with one massive push.
Brenda let out a grunt, as her thighs pressed up against the edge of Jim’s desk and her tits swung forward, bumping her chin from the force of his thrust. Jim started moving his hips back and forth until he found a rhythm, then began hammering away at Brenda’s pussy from behind, slamming her against the desk and making her boobs clap into each other with every push.
Brenda was again surprised when an intense, tingly orgasm suddenly coursed through her body, causing her to close her eyes and moan in between the grunts caused by Jim’s pounding cock.
“Uhnnn…uhnnn….oh, fuck…..uhnnn…that….feels….amazing….uhnnn….shit, I’m cumming…. uhnnn…uhnnn….. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh….holy shit, Jim….what the fuck are you doing to me?”
In response, Jim pulled Brenda’s hips hard against his torso, as he slammed his engorged prick as far into her cunt as it would go, blasting rope after rope of hot, creamy jizzm deep inside her pussy.
He grunted as each cum blast sprayed the walls of Brenda’s cunt, “Uhnnn….uhnnn…uhnnn….oh, yeah…uhnnn… fucking fantastic….uhnnn….uhnnn….my God, that feels great.”
After sliding his dick in and out of Brenda’s sopping wet pussy for a few more minutes, Jim slowly pulled his glistening cock out of her vagina, and stood behind her spread legs, watching his gooey load drip out of her exposed pussy and drip onto the floor beneath her.
“Turn around and clean me off,” Jim said as Brenda lay on the desk, catching her breath.
Brenda did as she was told, kneeling between Jim’s legs and sucking the head of his dangling cock into her mouth, licking it clean with her lips and tongue. When she was done, she shoved it back into his slacks and pulled up his zipper.
Jim tossed a box of tissues to her from his desktop, and….still squatting in front of his spread legs….Brenda wiped away the cum dripping from her pussy lips, and cleaned up the mess that had leaked onto the floor.
Jim helped her stand back up, then played with her boobs and pinched her nipples as she re-tied her halter top at the base of her neck and adjusted her dress around her hips. Then he walked her to the office door, unlocked it and ushered her out into the lobby.
“See you next week,” he said with a shit-eating grin.
Brenda blushed and kept her head down as she made her way out of the bank.
And thus began a weekly routine…..Brenda went to Mr. Donley’s office at the bank every week…usually Thursday’s around lunchtime. She also got a job and began slowly reimbursing Kaylie’s trust fund. She surprised herself, and Mr. Donley, by paying back the entire stolen amount just a few months before Kaylie gained access to her trust. To keep her secret, she continued her weekly trips to Mr. Donley’s office, where he fucked her on and around his desk for another ten months, until he got transferred to a west coast branch of the bank.
Brenda’s husband, Mark, never caught on to the situation at the bank, and – of course – Kaylie knew nothing about it. After Jim’s transfer, Brenda found herself working later and later at the office, eventually staying late twice a week to work with her boss on “special projects”.