Her legs were spread wide apart and her hips bucked up and down on the floor, as if she was bringing herself off simply by handling two cocks at the same lime.
Sherry watched the young girl. The sight of her flesh covered with cream made her feel hot again. And she, too, knelt down on the floor. When Steve shot off into the girl's mouth, Sherry took his place and straddled the girl's head with her wide open cunt.
They kept her there until nine o'clock, until it was time for Steve and Al to make their last rounds. The girl dressed without saying a word. She just wiped the cum off her face and left the office.
"We'll have to bring her back soon," Al said. "She's a nice little whore."
"Yeah," Steve said. "She's just like Sherry. She'll do anything for a stiff dick. Isn't that right, baby?"
Sherry nodded her head. It was true. She would do anything they wanted her to, no matter how rough they got. And it wasn't just because of the blackmail, either. She needed it now. As much cock as she could get.
CHAPTER FOUR
Sherry's husband exploded in anger when she told him about the job. She'd been waiting all night until she thought he was in the right mood. But now, as he stormed back and forth across the living room, screaming at her, she knew that Dan would never get used to the idea.
She had to keep the job, though. She had to obey Al and Steve no matter how upset her husband was.
"What the hell do you need a job for?" Dan said. "Especially a stupid one like that!"
"It's just something to do," Sherry said. "I want to take my own money. And besides, I like the job, I really do." She thought of all the cock that Al and Steve gave her. She wasn't lying when she said she liked the job. Sherry almost smiled then, picturing herself back in the office, down on her knees with a hard prick stabbing into her mouth. But she didn't want Dan to get any madder than he already was. She kept a straight face, listening to him while he yelled at her.
"Mid what about those hours they're giving you? Five to nine! How the hell are you going to make dinner for me?"
"I'm keeping the job, Dan," she said. "So let's just leave it at that."
She thought he was going to hit her. His face was red with anger as he walked up to her. Sherry slid across the couch and covered herself with both arms. But then Dan walked away from her, swearing under his breath.
He ignored her for the rest of the night, and when they climbed into bed he didn't even touch her. Fuck him, she thought. If he wanted to act like a real asshole then she didn't mind it a bit. She still had plenty of opportunity at the store to get her kicks. She turned over on her stomach and fell asleep, and then she dreamt about Steve and Al.
When she woke up in the morning Dan was already gone.
She spent the day fixing herself up, showering and then combing her long red hair. At four o'clock she slipped into a light red dress with a deep V-neck that showed off her tits. She wanted to look really good for the store manager.
Sherry was at the department store right at five o'clock. Al and Steve were both there, working at the desk. Before she even had a chance to sit down Al said, "You've got an appointment, Sherry. The boss wants to see the new girl."
"Yeah," Steve said. "He wants to see all of her."
"So get your ass down to his office," Al said. "Let him fill you in a bit." He laughed and then told her where the office was.
Sherry went back downstairs and crossed the sales floor. She went down a long hallway and knocked on the last door.
"It's open," a girl's voice said. "Come on in."
Sherry pushed open the door and walked inside. A young blonde sat behind a large wooden desk, staring at her. "Yes?" she said.
"I'm Sherry," she said. "I'm supposed to see…"
"Oh, yes, go right in," the girl said. "He's waiting for you." She smiled at Sherry and then let her eyes travel up and down her body. The girl knew exactly what was going to happen to Sherry. "In there," she said, pointing at another door at the back of the office. "Go ahead."
Sherry walked to the back of the office and then opened the door. She closed it behind her and saw a man in a dark suit staring at her. He sat behind his desk, tapping his fingers on the surface. He was about forty. His hair was mostly black, but there was a bit of gray around his sideburns. Sherry thought he was good looking, except that he didn't smile at all. His eyes swept up and down her body as if she was a piece of meat. It sent a chill through her hot body.
"Sit down," he said.
Sherry sat in the chair in front of his desk, crossing her legs. Her dress slid up to her thighs.
"Nice," he said. "Very nice."
His stare was so direct that she felt herself turning red. But at the same time she felt turned on. She took a deep breath, letting her tits stick straight out.
"Your name's Sherry, isn't it?" he asked.
She nodded her head.
"You can call me. Lou. But only in here. Out there on the sales floor you don't even talk to me. Understand?"
She nodded her head again. And then she turned away from his stare. She couldn't meet his eyes. They cut right into her, mean and hard. Sherry could sense the cruelty in Lou, and she knew she was going to feel it any second now.
"I don't believe in playing around, Sherry. I expect a lot from the girls that work for me. Now all I want to know is whether or not you're willing to give it to me."
"What do you mean?" she said.
"You know damn well what I mean," he said. He stood up from the chair and walked around to the side of the desk. He was tall and lean. "If you want to work for me you have to put out. Just like the other sluts I hired. Give me your answer. Or get the fuck out."
She saw the bulge in his pants. It was hard and long, straining at the dark material that held it in. Sherry felt scared. She knew she had to go through with it, but she didn't like the way he acted.
"Answer me, bitch!"
"Yes," she said. "I'll do it."
"Then get over here. And make it fast. I don't have too much time to waste on a bitch like you."
Sherry walked up to him and put her arms wound his shoulders. Then she pressed her tits against his chest, rubbing up and down.
"None of that shit," he said. "Turn around."
Before she could move he spun her around and pushed her over the side of the desk, lifting her feet off the ground. While her legs dangled in the air he moved between them, spreading them far apart. His hands worked at his pants and she heard his zipper going down.
Sherry looked over her shoulder and saw his thick cock poking straight out in the air. But then he slammed his hand into the middle of her back and pushed her back down onto the desk. "You just stay put, bitch, and you do everything I want you to. Understand?"
"Yes," she said. "I'll do anything you say. Anything at all." She slid her hands down to the end of the desk and gripped it tightly.
He lifted her dress up to her hips and then yanked her panties down to her thighs so that the elastic band cut into her skin. His hands cupped her bare ass, pulling her asscheeks wide open. Then he moved them down to her thighs and dug his nails into her flesh, spreading her even wider.
The thick wet head of his cock touched her hole and then poked around, teasing her dripping slit. He grunted and then rammed his hard meat into her asshole in one quick stroke, making her grunt out loud with shock. It filled her completely, thick and throbbing, growing longer as it slid in and out of her asshole. His nuts pressed against her thighs, jumping and swaying each time he fucked her cunt.
"Move around for me, slut. Don't just lie there like a cheap whore. Use your fucking cunt." He pinned her down to the desk while he banged away at her slit, sloshing his prick in and out of her hole as fast as he could. Sherry obeyed him, more out of fear than anything else. She pushed back against his cock, tightening his cunt muscles around his hard throbbing meat, groaning while he pounded his dick into her. Then he rammed into her cunt.