Bent over at the waist, her short mini-skirt bunched up around her waist and legs spread wide, Erika, wondered how it had gone this far. She gripped the cherry oak desk, her knuckles stiff and aching as her boss continued driving his 8" cock as deep as he could into her tight and almost virginal pussy. "Uhhh...Uhhh...Jerry...Uhhh...take...it...easy!" she pleaded in time with the rhythmic pounding, her 36D breasts pulled out of there full cups bouncing up and down vigorously.
"Soooooo tight!" Jerry whispered into her ear, "No one's ever given it to you this deep before...I'm goin' where your husband will never be!" The excitement in his voice growing in a crescendo with each word he murmured.
Erika and Robert Thompson, both employees of Goldberg Enterprises, the makers of some of the obscure computer parts no one ever thinks about, were married on Erika's 22nd birthday. Both graduates of a respectable southern university, they dated and were committed to each other all through college and had decided to remain virgins until their wedding day.
"I love you so much, Erika," Robert cooed the first night of their honeymoon. Propped up on one arm he looked down at his lovely bride stretched out before him. Unblemished and radiant her long flowing golden hair outlined an angelic face with full pouty lips and bright sparkling jade eyes. His eyes traveled further down the length of her body. Erika's breasts were amazing, so abundant and full, yet firm and youthful to the touch. Her stomach was taut and muscular from the religious workout routine that she maintained and insisted would continue throughout their marriage. A very slim 23 inch waist line made her 34 inch hips look more shapely than they otherwise would. His eyes finally made there way along her long slim legs completing the entire length of her 5'-10-inch body.
"I love you too, Honey," Erika replied, a mixed feeling of warmth and pleasure filling her up as she repeated her new name over and over again in her head, "Erika Thompson...Erika Thompson..." She looked up at the man she had said "I do" to, only a few hours before. Robert wasn't very out-going, but he was steady and dependable. His accounting degree would allow them to rise slowly in the corporate world and fulfill their dreams of two to three kids, a dog, and a four-bedroom house. There was nothing particularly noteworthy about Robert's appearance; curly brown hair, brown eyes, and an average build at 6 feet tall. Erika hoped she could convince him to begin working out with her. All of his studying in college had resulted in a sedentary lifestyle and she could make out the beginnings of a small pooch around his midsection.
Robert and Erika were both elated about the job opportunities they had taken right out of school. Goldberg enterprises employed about 1,000 employees in a small campus type setting with numerous buildings scattered across 50 acres. They were like little kids, giggling and teasing one another as they picked out their first apartment together and mixed and matched their college furniture until they could afford a few more things. Erika had actually received a better job offer with her marketing background in another state, but she knew it was only right that she follow her husband to the position that was best for him. In a few years, four or five with the $50,000 combined income they were making, she would be able to stay home and raise the children they were looking forward to having. For now they decided she would go on the pill so their plans wouldn't be interrupted.
Erika ended up located in the marketing and design building at Goldberg Enterprises, while Robert was over in accounting and human resources. Only 100 or so yards from each other, they were easily able to meet for lunch at the cafeteria in between each day at noon. In the after-glow of their honeymoon in the Canadian Rockies, they were out of money and eager to start establishing their careers. The two weeks of exploring each other's bodies had been more than they had hoped for. Both had been looking to the day they would lose their virginity to one another after 4 years of brewing from a slow simmer of kissing, to prolonged making out and then heavy petting. Robert had been very embarrassed three months prior to their wedding when he had orgasmed in his pants
during one particular petting session. "Oh my!" he remembered Erika saying, "What's that?" He fumbled through an excuse and got her back to the dorm as quickly as he could. Erika had been getting eager as well, wondering what the stiff penis in his pants, she always felt pressed up against her stomach, was going to look like. She enjoyed getting to know it on their honeymoon and enjoyed the fact that losing her virginity hadn't hurt as much as her roommate had told her it was going to. Robert's penis reminded her of the hotdogs she bought at the grocery store, although they came eight to a pack. She guessed it was four or five inches long, skinny and felt embarrassed thinking how it would fit nicely in a hotdog bun. Robert kept commenting to her on how tight she felt when he tried to penetrate her. He said it felt great and he hoped, with practice, he would get used to it because he was orgasming so quickly after entering her.
Reviewing the latest new employee sheet, Jerry Goldberg's one eyebrow suddenly raised. "Patty!" He shouted into his intercom, "Come in here!"
Executive secretary, Patricia Lane, still couldn't get used to being called Patty. She had been Jerry's secretary for 12 months now and looked much worse for the wear. Dark hair and deep brown eyes that had lost some of their luster, complimented her bright red dress and matching nails. She hustled into the President's office and closed the door behind her.
"Up on the desk," Jerry barked, as he walked around the desk to take his daily position between her spread legs. Patty sat with her ass half hanging off the desk, leaning back on her elbows, legs bent and spread wide. She wasn't wearing any underwear, which was part of Jerry's "uniform" that he had assigned her. Jerry unbuckled his pants and let them drop around his ankles, his stiff cock jutting proudly up in the air. He looked down at the neatly trimmed brown bush between Patty's legs and thought back to the first time he had fucked her. 'So innocent and tight,' he thought, 'now look at her.' Patty's once snug cunt was spongy and lifeless. There had been many men over the last 12 months, not just Jerry. The frequent encounters, many times with multiple men caused her cunt lips to be permanently spread open. He pushed in all the way with no resistance at all, barely feeling either side of her gaping hole.
"Wrap your legs around me bitch, give me something to fuck!" Jerry directed, and with that he grabbed her thighs pulling her into him while he hammered in the other way, walloping her as hard as he could for one last fuck. When he was finished he pulled out, feeling like a conquering warrior as he watched the sperm ooze out of her worn-out and beaten pussy. Jerry knew he needed some fresh meat.
"I want you to get me all the information you can on this new employee...Erika Thompson," he said. "And I want it by this afternoon."
Later that afternoon, Jerry smiled half chuckling to himself, 'this will be easier than I thought,' as he reviewed the file on Erika. ***Married four weeks ago to Robert Thompson, newly employed accountant for Goldberg Enterprises, marketing degree 3.85 GPA from the University of North Carolina, hobbies include; aerobics, cycling, and weight-training, runner-up Miss North Carolina 1998. Goals: to earn enough money over the next 4 to 5 years in her field of marketing to be able to start a family.***
"Patty!" Jerry yelled for the second time that day over the intercom. "Schedule Mrs. Thompson for a personal introduction to Goldberg Enterprises with me tomorrow at 10:00 am. Let her know today before she leaves." Patty sighed knowing all too well what the personal interview was about. "Oh! And Patty, schedule her husband for one o'clock as well."
"Yes sir!" responded Patty while thinking, 'well, that's a new one on me.'
"What do you think it's all about?" Erika asked her husband on the drive home.
"I think it's just standard procedure honey, I got a message today to meet with Mr. Goldberg tomorrow at one o'clock as well"
The next morning, Erika took a deep breath as she opened the glass doorway to the President's reception area. Patty gave her the once over with somewhat of a forced smile, "Erika Thompson?"
"Yes, that's me," the stunning blonde responded, glancing about the spacious room.
'Naive, nervous, and gorgeous' what a combination for Jerry, the receptionist thought smiling mischievously to herself. 'I hope he gives it to her in the ass, right off the bat!' "You can wait over there."
"Mr. Goldberg will see you now," The receptionist announced. Erika jumped up like she was being given a command from a marine drill sergeant. "Oh! O.K. ...uhh...thank you." She said as she pulled her skirt down modestly and made her way through the open door.
