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She looked surprised, "Don't you need to rest for a while?"
"I hadn't had sex for weeks now. In the two cases, it happened to me before, I could easily get another erection minutes after cumming."
I placed her on her back with the light shining on her perfect body and the drying cum on her face easily seen.
I climbed between her legs and rubbed my soft member against her wet entrance. She moaned. I lifted her legs over my shoulders and held her arms to her sides. My dick smelled her pussy and began ascent, lightly moving along her perineum, rarely touching her clitty. A minute later, it was stiff and massaged her wet cunt harder.
She whispered, "It feels so good. Put it inside."
"Woman, I explained to you before that If you want something, you better ask for it appropriately. It's not your company's place. It's mine. Here, I am the Master, and you are just a cheap slut. Try again!"
I glanced at her. I could hold it for a long time after my first orgasm. She was horny as hell. It was the best time to train her for her new role. She tried to move down and pull my cock into her, but I didn't budge. She became desperate, "Please, sir, why are you doing it to me? I want you to fuck me!"
"Bitch, I think I know what you want, but I will be sure only when you remember how to address your new bed boss."
She shivered slightly and then cried, "Please, Master, shove your beautiful cock into my pussy. I need you to fuck me hard. I need to cum badly. PLEASE!..."
I whispered, "That's much better, dear. Here, take it."
Next, I drove my erect cock all the way into her deep recesses, and without fanfare, started pounding her pussy in and out. I did it hard but began slowly. Sherry was so aroused that seconds after my strokes increased slightly, her body was shuddering helplessly. I intensified the drilling, feeling that her tight tunnel had enlarged enough for me to increase my speed and power. By now, her movements were erratic, and her mouth mumbled incoherent words I could barely comprehend.
I whispered in her ear, "You want something?"
Her torso jolted against my chest, and her lips uttered, "Oh god... OH GOOOD!... I caaan't taaake it anymooore! I aam dyiiing!!!"
She was sweaty, and her mouth was wide open to catch more air when not blubbering. Her pulse rate was as fast as an average stealth fighter jet. However, she wasn't dying...
I continued ramming mercilessly into her tortured pussy for another 15 long minutes before deciding it was time to finish it.
"Girl, be ready. I am about to explode inside you!"
I wasn't sure she heard me. Her eyes were closed, her body trembling like a leaf in a storm, and she was whimpering. I ejaculated directly into her cervix, hoping she doesn't get pregnant...
We rested on the bed for 20 minutes before she opened her eyes. She stared at me astonishingly, "Are you Kama, the Hindu sex god? That was by far the best sex ever! Much of the time, I was walking in paradise with my body shaking. I don't remember the details, but it was like a lightning bliss. I wished it would never end."
I offered to take her to a Thai restaurant nearby. She declined, saying her husband needed her to help prepare a speech he had to give to a group of large software honchos. They were in talks to use us in the future.
She kissed my lips, gave me a loving stare, and left when the Uber driver rang my bell.
On Monday morning, I arrived at work at the usual time and met the others. We continued improving the graphics on both projects. I didn't mention my meeting with Mrs. Ferguson.
She appeared at 10:15 and seemed in a bad mood from the beginning. I was sure being upset was related to something at home. Did her husband's speech fail to land a contract with the software company executives? Did she argue with Mr. Ferguson? Frankly, I couldn't care about the reason, except that it had nothing to do with any of us. I wondered how she would behave at work.
I didn't have to wait long - Exactly one hour after arrival, she confronted Tess, "Tell me, young girl, didn't I say I wanted the document in 20 minutes?"
Tess stuttered, "Yees, Mrs. Feerguson, but on Friday, you told meee to finish the two letters Monday morning."
"Stop blubbering. You could have come to work earlier and completed them before I arrived."
"Ma'am, I didn't know you'd give me an urgent assignment."
"I hate it when an employee argues with me. Deduct one day from this month's salary.
I saw tears in Tess's eyes. The two guys froze. I kept silent.
Half an hour later, Chuck checked the area and didn't see the manager. He sneaked to the bathroom. When he exited, she waited for him with the watch, "In case you wonder, last weekend I installed two video cameras. From now on, you guys better shape up. I can see you during work hours, so no more wasting company time. Any questions?"
It was the last straw for me. I waited for her to leave us and gathered them around our desk. On her screen, Mrs. Ferguson would see us discussing something, but she couldn't tell it had nothing to do with work.
"Buddies, I am fed up with the blonde bitch. I have an idea to make her much nicer to all of us. Are you interested?"
John laughed, "It's easy for YOU to say. She'll be good to you 'cause she wants your 'personal services.' There is nothing you can do to make her a normal boss to us three!"
"John, conventional methods won't work. The question is whether we should try the nuclear option."
Chuck, "Juan, we like you but doubt your ability to change the witch."
I glanced at Tess, John, and Chuck. Each one's face was gloomy like storm clouds.
I laughed. They looked at me as if I was nuts. I said, "We don't have time to discuss it now. Please come to my room after work, and we'll talk."
Tess mumbled, "I cried to Mom about what happened with Mrs. Ferguson, and she asked me to come home after work."
"Tess, call her and cancel the homecoming. Use any excuse you want - You caught a virus, you are drunk, you have to stay late... I don't care. Guys, this is the first time I have asked you to visit me. Trust me, it will be worth it."
John grinned, "OK, buddy, but you better have beers in the fridge."
I had two sex packs and hoped it would be enough...
We took a taxi together. I opened the door, and as expected, everybody started checking the place. Tess Chuckled, "Classic unmarried guy's place. A big bed for the important business and everything else is meaningless..." We had a good laugh. I served the beers and began talking about one of our projects. I wanted them to finish at least one beer before moving to the actual subject. Nobody seemed to care. They were happy to be out of the blond bitch's reach and relax with a cold one.
Half an hour later, I asked them if they remembered our fun at the bar the other day. Chuck said, "Vaguely." I looked at John. He smiled, "You inquired what we would like to do if Mrs. Ferguson were naked in front of us."
I gazed at Tess. She blushed, "John is right."
"Well, guys, if you knew Mrs. bitch was naked here in this room, and agreed to do whatever you asked. Would you go for it, or everything you said before was only a drunken bravado?"
John smiled, "Juan, I hate to sound nasty, but are you crazy? Why would she do it?"
I remained serious, "I have a way to convince her it will help both the company and her..."
John laughed again, "I am willing to bet you have a big mouth. If you told me you could bed her, I'd believe you, but doing it with us three? Including Tess?... In your fantasy!"
I grinned, "OK, let's have a bet. If I fail to persuade her to perform what you three asked for, I'll do whatever each one of you wants me to do for a week - Clean the toilets, sing naked on the balcony, or leave the company. However, if you see her naked in my room when the time comes, you must do what you mentioned in the bar. I reminded each one what they asked for. Tess blushed again, hesitated, and then agreed. After the day's humiliation, she wanted some revenge, even though she doubted I could accomplish my mission.
Before they left, I reminded them I wanted it done the following weekend, bar unforeseen circumstances.
Thursday evening, I got a text from Sherry, 'The whole week I was sitting in my office, checking you out, and imagining you naked again. Can we see each other this weekend?'
I replied, 'Saturday at 9 am. This time, ensure you stay until the evening. Bring with you a nice sheer red negligee. This is what you'll wear the whole day.'
Five minutes later, I got another text, 'I am so horny... I wish it were Saturday already!'
On Friday night, I bought various beers, two bottles of Chardonnay, and a bottle of cheap Champagne. I was always reluctant to use weed, but I bought some for others in case they were in the mood...
I woke up on Saturday, shaved, showered, cleaned the room, and put on new sheets. I did the last inspection, and everything was ready.
Sherry knocked at 9:45 am. When I opened the door, she ogled me sexily, "I hoped to catch you naked by being here early..."
I laughed, "Sherry, you are very naughty!"
"Sir, I am sorry. Do you want to punish me?"
"First, take off your clothes and wear the negligee. I want to see if you are worth the trouble."
She giggled, "Master decided to take charge early today..."
"It's time you learn your place. I bought a present for you." I pulled a spanking paddle from the drawer and showed her. She examined it and chuckled, "Sir, it looks interesting. I am tempted to screw up and see how it feels."
"Bitch, you talk too much. I don't see you wearing the sheer robe yet. If you don't have it on in the next 60 seconds, you'll find out how the paddle feels! On your tushie!"
She undressed in a hurry and slowly put on a baby-doll-type thing. It was made of a net-type material and left nothing to the imagination. It looked good on her. Even my growing dick agreed...
She watched the newly formed tent and grinned, "Does sir need help taking care of his 'bump'?..."
"We have a long day today. This time, you'll enjoy more sexual activity than last time, and much more variety too." I grabbed her clothes, put them in a plastic bag, and left the room. I hid them in the attic.
I returned, and she looked at me expectedly. I sat on a chair in the middle of the room, smiled, and signaled to her to lay down on my lap, on her tummy.
She strolled to me and lay face down. She whispered, "Does Master wish to slap my ass for being unruly?"
"Perhaps later. Right now, I care to check your cunt. Are you aroused yet?"
"Sir, I was aroused when I left the house. If you are not careful, I might climax very soon..."
"Well, I want to tell you something. Don't interrupt me until I am done. You treat ME very well at work, and I greatly appreciate it. But the other three employees are on the same team. They are the ones who deserve all the credit for the fame and revenue of your company. Yet you treat them like dirt. I thought it was time to change all of that. Today, you'll be extra nice to them. I want them to realize that behind your rough facade at work, you appreciate them and will do everything to make them happy. So I told them to come to my place a little later, and the five of us will have a nice party together."
Sherry tried to move away, but I held her in place, "You stay where you are. We can talk with you on my knees. Did you want to say something?"
She hesitated, "I do not understand. I thought you and I would enjoy being together the whole day..."
"Oh, yes, we will, but my friends will join us soon, and trust me, a fivesome is much better than the boring one on one. You'll see."
"Juan, what are you talking about? What does 'fivesome' mean?"
"Dear lady, a fivesome is when five people enjoy a sexual encounter together, like a threesome or foursome for three and four people, respectively..."
Sherry tried again to free herself. My hands kept her lying down.
"Sherry, as a manager, you have two jobs; the first is to ensure the work is done satisfactorily. The second, not less important, is to keep the employees content so they are happy to work for you. This incentivizes them to improve their attitude and be more productive. I noticed you neglected the second part, and decided it was time to help you do the right thing."
She struggled to free herself. She couldn't. But then, I removed my hands and let her stand before me. She was furious, "What the fuck is wrong with you? I thought you and I could have private fun, and you decided to save the world. Fuck you! I am leaving, and you can pack your stuff. You are fired!"
I smiled at her, and calmly signaled to sit on the nearest chair. She ignored it and continued staring at my face.
I sighed, "OK, you can stand if you choose to. Let me tell you a short story."
She screamed, "I am not interested in your stories. Bring my clothes. I leave now!"
I continued sitting and smiling, "Either you leave as you are, or you listen to me."
"Juan, I really cannot understand you. You looked like a nice man, and suddenly you became a pervert, pretending to be an angel?!..."
"Not exactly. As I said, leave as you are or stay and listen."
"I am listening, you dumb ass. You have exactly 5 minutes before I call the police and tell them you tried to Ra*e me."
I laughed loudly, "This will be interesting. I am in MY room and fully dressed, yet you wear a transparent negligee. What do you think the policeman will say? Now SIT DOWN, shut up, and listen carefully. At work, you do nothing of value. Only we, the four Musketeers, work so you and your husband can reap the benefits. You'd be fired within minutes if your husband wasn't running the company. He loves you, and you use his money and fuck young guys behind his back. I wonder what he will say once he finds out you cheated on him behind his back. Especially when he learns you do it with his employees... He will realize that he has become a boss cuckold. I think you'll be thrown to the street with only the clothes you have on now...
She was quiet, and her face turned pale, "Juan, everything you said sounds great in theory. It's your word against mine. You are new around here, and Harry never even met you. On the other hand, he knows me and trusts me. I'll tell him I caught you trying to steal something and fired you, so you tried to hurt me by lying to him."
I leaned backward and put my hands behind my neck, "Listen slut, if you recall, I saw your naked body and can easily describe to your loving husband every detail..."
She laughed heartily, "You are such an idiot. I often travel to clothing-optional beaches, so many people have seen me naked. Your scheme won't work. As I said, consider yourself fired! Why are you laughing?!... Give me my clothes before I scream, and your neighbors will come to check what was going on."
"Sherry, since you called me an idiot, you don't mind if I call you a whore, right? If you look up, you'll see video cameras on the two opposing walls. Our sex escapade was recorded in vivid colors. As you recall, I kept the lights on, and the resolution is fantastic, with several perfect close-ups. The high-quality sound of you begging me to fuck you is amazing. I thought you'd be proud of your body, especially with your breathtaking performance, so I made a few copies I left in different places. Now the only question is, how much money can I get if I send them to porno sites? Or perhaps your husband will be interested in a copy, so he could enjoy seeing you on his large screen when you fuck one of your boy toys?"
Sherry sat on a chair crying, "Why are you trying to destroy my life? I was good to you, wasn't I? What did I do to you that you hate me so much?"
"Sherry, I do not hate you. I hate what you do daily to your loyal employees, my friends. You are right to say I can ruin your life if I want to, but I plan for the two of us to make it right. You may think of it as humiliating, but you deserve it. If you cooperate, your ordeal will end today. If not, I'll make sure our sexcapade will have wide distribution to your husband, family members, friends, customers, and the porno industry."
She whispered, "What do you want me to do?..."
Tess, Chuck, and John will knock on this door in half an hour. You'll have a glass of wine to relax before they show up. I'll be fully dressed, and you'll have on what you wear now. They'll be surprised to see you underdressed when they enter, but you can take it. You'll smile at them and offer them drinks. I bought wine, beer, and Champagne for this occasion, which you'll reimburse me later as professional expenses. I get distracted. Where was I?... I remember now. So you smile nicely and offer them drinks. You'll be interested in how they like their job, and whether there is anything else you can do for them. I suspect they'll forget about family, work, or anything else once they see your terrific body. They'll feel the same way I felt the first time we spent together - they'd wish to play with your gorgeous body. I'll encourage them to be frank and tell us their fantasy. Your job is relatively easy - You'll be their genie and do whatever they ask you."
I stopped and glanced at Sherry.
She blurted, "Juan, your mind is so deviant. I don't get it. What will prevent them from asking to fuck me or do weird things with me?"
I smiled, "Nothing, my dear. That's the beauty of it all. You will atone for your past sins by accomplishing their sexual dreams. Starting today, you are no longer Mrs. Ferguson, the bitch everybody hates and dreads. You'll turn into a caring person, here to pay for your bad behavior, and starting Monday, you'll be the nicest manager ever. As I mentioned in the beginning - You may ignore my offer and leave now, or you'll do everything they want with a lovely smile. Nobody will see the tapes if you do it without mistakes or complaints. Take it or leave it!"
Her voice was barely heard, "How do I know the others won't talk about it with friends, other employees, or... my husband?"
"Ma'am, I promise you that just like in Vegas - 'What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.' But it will depend on your behavior today and later at work."
She whispered, "I'll do it. Pour me some wine, please..."
"Good girl. I knew that deep down, you are a better person than what you let us believe at work."
I poured a large glass of Chardonnay.
She finished it in less than a minute. "May I have another one?"
"What did you say?!"
"Sir, please, let me have another drink before they arrive..."
"That is better. And when they are here, they are my guests, so they are 'sir' and 'miss.' Clear?"
"Yes, sir. I'll do my best."
I heard a soft knock on the door. I signaled to Sherry to stay aside, opened it partly, and saw my three friends. I exited and closed the door behind me, "Friends, I had a long and frank discussion with Mrs. Ferguson. It took me a long time to convince her she mistreated us. But in the end, she felt awful and promised to do anything to make it up to you. I explained to her you guys were so upset that only genuine humiliating proof would suffice. She hesitated but agreed to EVERYTHING you could think of. I explained that paying with her body would ultimately prove she was serious. To my surprise, she agreed. When you enter my place, you'll see her like you've never seen her before. You may be shocked. That's OK. She'll be extra nice to you. However, as we agreed, she must make amends by fulfilling your wild fantasies, as you mentioned at the bar. Are you ready?"
Tess was curious, "Juan, I wonder if this is some joke. Do you really expect me to order our boss to suck my cunt and kiss my butt?... I'll be fired on the spot!"
I grinned, "Tess, if I were standing in your shoes, I'd think the same way. But after talking to her, I know better. You'll start getting the picture once you see what she wore for you. But I do not want you to pity her or be afraid of repercussions. I guarantee she'll be the nicest manager starting Monday."
I opened the door, entered first, and saw Sherry sitting on the couch. She stood up and forced a smile at the four of us. I peeked at my friends. All three were stunned and ogled her exposed body.
Sherry approached John, "You are my most senior employee. Juan and I had a heart-to-heart talk, and he convinced me I misbehaved badly all along. Initially, I took his words the wrong way. Still, he was very convincing. I'll tell you what - To prove to all four of you how serious I am, each one of you gets to punish me the way they choose, and I'll take it in stride because I'll know I deserved it. Who is first?..."
I intervened, "John suffered the most. He will be first."
She stood before John, "John, sir, what would you like me to do?"
His eyes traveled her body up and down, "Mrs. Ferguson, I still don't buy it. Let's see how serious you are. Take off the red stuff. I wish to see you naked!"
She removed her baby doll. Her face did not show emotions.
"Mrs. Ferguson, like Billy Crystal used to say, you look marvelous. Your new boobs look terrific. I want to feel them."
She remained expressionless and approached him. He tweaked her nipple hard. She moaned and remained in her place.
"I am trying to think what your enhanced lips are good for. I don't feel like kissing you, so the next best thing is to use them for a blowjob. Are you up to it?..."
She stayed silent and knelt before him. Her trembling fingers fumbled with his zipper. Eventually, she succeeded and freed his penis. It was only 4.5" in length but very large. It was hard and pointed to her face. She took it in her palm, massaged it lightly for a few seconds, and wrapped her full lips around it. She was able to accommodate his wide girth. The length was a nonissue. Her mouth began bobbing, and she closed her eyes. John's face displayed a combination of awe and extreme pleasure. One palm kneaded her ample tit, and the other held the back of her neck. His body stretched, and he pulled her head back with both hands. He fucked her face a couple of times and then groaned as he erupted in her oral cavity. Sherry kept pace and swallowed every drop. When he was done, his body wobbled slightly. She licked the remnants from the bulb before he crouched on the carpet and lay down.
Sherry giggled and looked up, "Who's next?" Chuck and Tess seemed dazed. I took the initiative, "It's Tess's turn."
Tess heard her name and looked up. I signaled to her to move toward Sherry. Her steps were slow and mechanical, like those of a zombie. She stared at Mrs. Ferguson but couldn't talk. I said it for her, "Tess wants you to lick and suck her pussy to orgasm. After she cums, you are to kiss her butt."
Tess stayed silent.
Sherry stayed on her knees, placed her hands on Tess's thighs, then moved them gently under her skirt until she touched her panties. She slowly lowered them to the ankles, ensuring the skirt continued covering the cunt area. Next, her head moved forward. Her hands lifted the hem slightly, and her face disappeared under the short skirt. Although her head was hidden, an up-and-down bobbing was visible, and her hands forced Tess's legs to spread. Initially, Tess seemed frozen, but her face turned reddish seconds later, and she shivered. She put her hands over her boss's head and pulled her face into her groin. She shut her eyes and moaned. I noticed Sherry's hand disappear under the skirt. A sloshing sound was heard, and soon after, Tess's body shuddered. She lost her balance and almost fell. I rushed to her side and held her quivering body until she regained her composure and helped her lay face down by John.
I stared at Sherry. Her face was covered with light-yellowish stains. Did Tess squirt?!... Similar stains were noted on two of her fingers... She crawled to Tess and lifted the back part of her skirt. We could see her cute bubbly ass cheeks. Sherry leaned forward, kissed each cheek, then pushed them sideways and heartily kissed her anus. Then she covered the butt and gazed at me quizzingly.
I smiled approvingly and pointed to Chuck. The guy did not say a word since entering my house. I asked him, "Chucky, you also had a request. Tell Mrs. Ferguson what you wish."
His face became red beet. He stared at her, "You'll do what I tell you?"
She smiled, "Yes, sir. I promised, and I'll do whatever you want."
He blurted, "Suck my cock and make it hard. Then I want to fuck you doggy style!"
She chuckled, "You still consider me as a bitch... OK, sir. I am already on my knees, so would you come here, please?"
He walked in her direction and stopped inches from her face. A massive bulge was noted in his pants. Sherry put her hands on both hips, and her face touched the fabric. Her tongue searched for the zipper slider. Several seconds later, she found it. She held it between her teeth and cautiously pulled it down, staring at his face.
Chuck couldn't believe his eyes - She was enjoying her assignment! Frankly, I was amazed even more. She fought hard to prevent the humiliating act from happening, and now she was performing voluntary acts she was not asked to do!... What was happening here???
She pulled the pants down slowly, revealing his boxers. His pecker felt less restricted and pushed the front part forward. Sherry smiled at Chuck again and gingerly pulled the underwear to his knees. A monster cock jolted in the air.
Tess was now sitting on the carpet and staring at the unexpected sight. When Chuck's cock was exposed, she gasped. The reason was apparent - Chuck's tool was longer than any of us, maybe 8", and the circumference was almost like his arm!
Sherry stopped and giggled. She didn't seem disgusted or concerned. She was happy!
She caressed his ball sack gently and kissed the mushroom's tip. Seconds later, her lips opened wider than I expected and were able to envelop the head of his cock. Then his organ began slowly disappearing into her mouth.
All four of us, yes, Chuck too, watched in amazement, his member invading her mouth. According to my assessment, it already crossed from the mouth into her pharynx. When there was 1" left, her mouth began bobbing frantically. The guy was close to unloading in less than two minutes. He pushed her face back and moved behind her. She bent and remained on her knees and elbows on the rug. Chuck shoved his huge cock into her pussy. Her entrance was well-lubed. We could smell her arousal and see the drops on her labia. He didn't waste any time and started pounding her like a jackhammer. Sherry began moaning, and her butt countered his forward movements. He leaned on her back and pinched her nipples hard a couple of times. Suddenly, her body collapsed on the carpet, and she shook from head to toe. She was climaxing! Chuck ejaculated his load into her cunt a short time later. He remained on top of her when he was done, and rolled to the side ten minutes later. Sherry stayed on the carpet with her legs spread. I saw his spunk slowly leaking onto the carpet. I didn't care.
I knew Sherry would comply with her assignments - She was blackmailed and realized she had to obey. However, in my wildest dream, I didn't think she'd enjoy her tasks, make a show out of it, and even orgasm!...
Sherry took her time. She sat up and looked at us with a smile, "Guys, I bet you thought your expectations were in the category of mission impossible. I hope you believe me now. I genuinely want to open a new chapter at work. I will still be the manager and expect your best, but you can call me Sherry, and no more hassle."
She looked at each one of us, and we saw no evidence of sarcasm. At least now she looked... human!
The three Musketeers were still too shocked to develop a coherent discussion. After another beer, they left.
Sherry looked at me lovingly, "Sir, are you satisfied I did my job dutifully?"
I grinned, "Sherry, you did above and beyond MY fantasy. I was surprised to see you actually enjoyed it."
She gazed at me strangely, "Juan, you don't know much about me. I'll tell you my life story. I was born to a low-income family. After elementary school, I needed a job to support the little my father brought home. My uncle took me to a textile factory. Over there, I was first exposed to clothes designers. I loved it from day one. I stole pieces of cloth that fell on the floor and made dresses for myself. I worked there for five years. In the meantime, my body began to change. I didn't think much about it in the beginning, but then boys and men began to ogle me and offer me a lot to go to bed with them. I refused. One day, a guy saw me on the street. He approached me, gave me his card, and said, 'Girl, you are stunning.
If you want to earn more money, contact me.' I thought about it and later called him. He suggested I come to his studio. I watched him teaching dancers on stage and a pole. It looked interesting, so I talked to him and got a contract after a short learning period. Dancing well was easy, but I noticed that other girls, much lousier dancers, earned more than me. I asked the guy why it happened. He explained to me that I was very naive. The other girls exposed more skin, danced more provocatively, and had plastic surgical procedures to enhance their tits, butt, and lips. They earned additional money on the side if they were ready to sleep with the guys. At first, I resisted, but it became clear that being a good dancer didn't help to increase my money, so I used the savings to do my breasts and ass and later my lips with other minor changes. Within weeks, I ended up with more money than anybody else there.
I started getting many offers for dates. I tried several guys, but they were interested only in my body. One of the guys was nicer than the others. He still was more into sleeping with me, but he treated me well and taught me much about oral, vaginal, and anal sex. One day, he disappeared. I still don't know what happened to him. Then I noticed that twice a week, a nice, slightly older guy sits and stares at me the whole time. He usually left when I was done. One evening, he waited for me to finish and introduced himself as Harry Ferguson. I didn't know much about him except that he wasn't married then, was very sweet, and treated me like a princess. Sex with him was mediocre, but everything else was perfect. Then he said he was in love with me and offered to marry me, but it was conditional. I would stop working there and learn to run his graphics design firm.
He expected me to keep his business profitable and never ruin his reputation. I'd get enough money to spend on anything I wanted. He knew his limitations in the sex department and realized he was becoming older. So he said I could have extramarital affairs as long as nobody knew it, and I would be careful not to contract STDs. In the first year, I was loyal to him and tried to learn how to run the business. Twice, I saw employees who were too lazy and even stole equipment. I lost it and no longer trusted my employees. They feared or even hated me, but I controlled my ship tightly. I had a few affairs with handsome employees before you. Some were better than others. And then you showed up. You are gorgeous, and I noticed how easily you got along with the others.
I wanted you and was convinced I had you until you blackmailed me. I was furious and scared when you told me what you wanted me to do. I was going to lose everything I had achieved with blood and sweat. I'd lose my husband and be poor again. The more you talked, the more it dawned on me that everything you asked for was for our employees. For your friends. You didn't ask for money, a raise, or even a small bonus. You only asked to improve my relations with our workers. When John, Chuck, and Tess first saw my naked body, I felt uneasy because they were employees. The sex part was easy - I've learned much about sex in my prior life. And seeing how shocked THEY were, told me they didn't know about your scheme."
She stopped momentarily, "And now the question is what's next. I intend to keep my word and treat them well. But they should NEVER discuss with others what happened here. OK?"
"Sherry, I'll remind them to be quiet about it. I'll tell you the truth - You surprised me. I knew you'd give up and do what I wanted, but seeing you enjoying it and cumming when you were supposed to suffer was a major astonishment."
She laughed, "So where do we go from here?"
"What do you mean?"
"Juan, you have our sex tape. I do not want anybody else to get their hands on it. So you either destroy it or keep it hidden until after my death. In the meantime, I'd love it if instead of Juan, savior of friends, you become Don Juan..."
I grinned, "Let me think about it."
"I hadn't had sex for weeks now. In the two cases, it happened to me before, I could easily get another erection minutes after cumming."
I placed her on her back with the light shining on her perfect body and the drying cum on her face easily seen.
I climbed between her legs and rubbed my soft member against her wet entrance. She moaned. I lifted her legs over my shoulders and held her arms to her sides. My dick smelled her pussy and began ascent, lightly moving along her perineum, rarely touching her clitty. A minute later, it was stiff and massaged her wet cunt harder.
She whispered, "It feels so good. Put it inside."
"Woman, I explained to you before that If you want something, you better ask for it appropriately. It's not your company's place. It's mine. Here, I am the Master, and you are just a cheap slut. Try again!"
I glanced at her. I could hold it for a long time after my first orgasm. She was horny as hell. It was the best time to train her for her new role. She tried to move down and pull my cock into her, but I didn't budge. She became desperate, "Please, sir, why are you doing it to me? I want you to fuck me!"
"Bitch, I think I know what you want, but I will be sure only when you remember how to address your new bed boss."
She shivered slightly and then cried, "Please, Master, shove your beautiful cock into my pussy. I need you to fuck me hard. I need to cum badly. PLEASE!..."
I whispered, "That's much better, dear. Here, take it."
Next, I drove my erect cock all the way into her deep recesses, and without fanfare, started pounding her pussy in and out. I did it hard but began slowly. Sherry was so aroused that seconds after my strokes increased slightly, her body was shuddering helplessly. I intensified the drilling, feeling that her tight tunnel had enlarged enough for me to increase my speed and power. By now, her movements were erratic, and her mouth mumbled incoherent words I could barely comprehend.
I whispered in her ear, "You want something?"
Her torso jolted against my chest, and her lips uttered, "Oh god... OH GOOOD!... I caaan't taaake it anymooore! I aam dyiiing!!!"
She was sweaty, and her mouth was wide open to catch more air when not blubbering. Her pulse rate was as fast as an average stealth fighter jet. However, she wasn't dying...
I continued ramming mercilessly into her tortured pussy for another 15 long minutes before deciding it was time to finish it.
"Girl, be ready. I am about to explode inside you!"
I wasn't sure she heard me. Her eyes were closed, her body trembling like a leaf in a storm, and she was whimpering. I ejaculated directly into her cervix, hoping she doesn't get pregnant...
We rested on the bed for 20 minutes before she opened her eyes. She stared at me astonishingly, "Are you Kama, the Hindu sex god? That was by far the best sex ever! Much of the time, I was walking in paradise with my body shaking. I don't remember the details, but it was like a lightning bliss. I wished it would never end."
I offered to take her to a Thai restaurant nearby. She declined, saying her husband needed her to help prepare a speech he had to give to a group of large software honchos. They were in talks to use us in the future.
She kissed my lips, gave me a loving stare, and left when the Uber driver rang my bell.
On Monday morning, I arrived at work at the usual time and met the others. We continued improving the graphics on both projects. I didn't mention my meeting with Mrs. Ferguson.
She appeared at 10:15 and seemed in a bad mood from the beginning. I was sure being upset was related to something at home. Did her husband's speech fail to land a contract with the software company executives? Did she argue with Mr. Ferguson? Frankly, I couldn't care about the reason, except that it had nothing to do with any of us. I wondered how she would behave at work.
I didn't have to wait long - Exactly one hour after arrival, she confronted Tess, "Tell me, young girl, didn't I say I wanted the document in 20 minutes?"
Tess stuttered, "Yees, Mrs. Feerguson, but on Friday, you told meee to finish the two letters Monday morning."
"Stop blubbering. You could have come to work earlier and completed them before I arrived."
"Ma'am, I didn't know you'd give me an urgent assignment."
"I hate it when an employee argues with me. Deduct one day from this month's salary.
I saw tears in Tess's eyes. The two guys froze. I kept silent.
Half an hour later, Chuck checked the area and didn't see the manager. He sneaked to the bathroom. When he exited, she waited for him with the watch, "In case you wonder, last weekend I installed two video cameras. From now on, you guys better shape up. I can see you during work hours, so no more wasting company time. Any questions?"
It was the last straw for me. I waited for her to leave us and gathered them around our desk. On her screen, Mrs. Ferguson would see us discussing something, but she couldn't tell it had nothing to do with work.
"Buddies, I am fed up with the blonde bitch. I have an idea to make her much nicer to all of us. Are you interested?"
John laughed, "It's easy for YOU to say. She'll be good to you 'cause she wants your 'personal services.' There is nothing you can do to make her a normal boss to us three!"
"John, conventional methods won't work. The question is whether we should try the nuclear option."
Chuck, "Juan, we like you but doubt your ability to change the witch."
I glanced at Tess, John, and Chuck. Each one's face was gloomy like storm clouds.
I laughed. They looked at me as if I was nuts. I said, "We don't have time to discuss it now. Please come to my room after work, and we'll talk."
Tess mumbled, "I cried to Mom about what happened with Mrs. Ferguson, and she asked me to come home after work."
"Tess, call her and cancel the homecoming. Use any excuse you want - You caught a virus, you are drunk, you have to stay late... I don't care. Guys, this is the first time I have asked you to visit me. Trust me, it will be worth it."
John grinned, "OK, buddy, but you better have beers in the fridge."
I had two sex packs and hoped it would be enough...
We took a taxi together. I opened the door, and as expected, everybody started checking the place. Tess Chuckled, "Classic unmarried guy's place. A big bed for the important business and everything else is meaningless..." We had a good laugh. I served the beers and began talking about one of our projects. I wanted them to finish at least one beer before moving to the actual subject. Nobody seemed to care. They were happy to be out of the blond bitch's reach and relax with a cold one.
Half an hour later, I asked them if they remembered our fun at the bar the other day. Chuck said, "Vaguely." I looked at John. He smiled, "You inquired what we would like to do if Mrs. Ferguson were naked in front of us."
I gazed at Tess. She blushed, "John is right."
"Well, guys, if you knew Mrs. bitch was naked here in this room, and agreed to do whatever you asked. Would you go for it, or everything you said before was only a drunken bravado?"
John smiled, "Juan, I hate to sound nasty, but are you crazy? Why would she do it?"
I remained serious, "I have a way to convince her it will help both the company and her..."
John laughed again, "I am willing to bet you have a big mouth. If you told me you could bed her, I'd believe you, but doing it with us three? Including Tess?... In your fantasy!"
I grinned, "OK, let's have a bet. If I fail to persuade her to perform what you three asked for, I'll do whatever each one of you wants me to do for a week - Clean the toilets, sing naked on the balcony, or leave the company. However, if you see her naked in my room when the time comes, you must do what you mentioned in the bar. I reminded each one what they asked for. Tess blushed again, hesitated, and then agreed. After the day's humiliation, she wanted some revenge, even though she doubted I could accomplish my mission.
Before they left, I reminded them I wanted it done the following weekend, bar unforeseen circumstances.
Thursday evening, I got a text from Sherry, 'The whole week I was sitting in my office, checking you out, and imagining you naked again. Can we see each other this weekend?'
I replied, 'Saturday at 9 am. This time, ensure you stay until the evening. Bring with you a nice sheer red negligee. This is what you'll wear the whole day.'
Five minutes later, I got another text, 'I am so horny... I wish it were Saturday already!'
On Friday night, I bought various beers, two bottles of Chardonnay, and a bottle of cheap Champagne. I was always reluctant to use weed, but I bought some for others in case they were in the mood...
I woke up on Saturday, shaved, showered, cleaned the room, and put on new sheets. I did the last inspection, and everything was ready.
Sherry knocked at 9:45 am. When I opened the door, she ogled me sexily, "I hoped to catch you naked by being here early..."
I laughed, "Sherry, you are very naughty!"
"Sir, I am sorry. Do you want to punish me?"
"First, take off your clothes and wear the negligee. I want to see if you are worth the trouble."
She giggled, "Master decided to take charge early today..."
"It's time you learn your place. I bought a present for you." I pulled a spanking paddle from the drawer and showed her. She examined it and chuckled, "Sir, it looks interesting. I am tempted to screw up and see how it feels."
"Bitch, you talk too much. I don't see you wearing the sheer robe yet. If you don't have it on in the next 60 seconds, you'll find out how the paddle feels! On your tushie!"
She undressed in a hurry and slowly put on a baby-doll-type thing. It was made of a net-type material and left nothing to the imagination. It looked good on her. Even my growing dick agreed...
She watched the newly formed tent and grinned, "Does sir need help taking care of his 'bump'?..."
"We have a long day today. This time, you'll enjoy more sexual activity than last time, and much more variety too." I grabbed her clothes, put them in a plastic bag, and left the room. I hid them in the attic.
I returned, and she looked at me expectedly. I sat on a chair in the middle of the room, smiled, and signaled to her to lay down on my lap, on her tummy.
She strolled to me and lay face down. She whispered, "Does Master wish to slap my ass for being unruly?"
"Perhaps later. Right now, I care to check your cunt. Are you aroused yet?"
"Sir, I was aroused when I left the house. If you are not careful, I might climax very soon..."
"Well, I want to tell you something. Don't interrupt me until I am done. You treat ME very well at work, and I greatly appreciate it. But the other three employees are on the same team. They are the ones who deserve all the credit for the fame and revenue of your company. Yet you treat them like dirt. I thought it was time to change all of that. Today, you'll be extra nice to them. I want them to realize that behind your rough facade at work, you appreciate them and will do everything to make them happy. So I told them to come to my place a little later, and the five of us will have a nice party together."
Sherry tried to move away, but I held her in place, "You stay where you are. We can talk with you on my knees. Did you want to say something?"
She hesitated, "I do not understand. I thought you and I would enjoy being together the whole day..."
"Oh, yes, we will, but my friends will join us soon, and trust me, a fivesome is much better than the boring one on one. You'll see."
"Juan, what are you talking about? What does 'fivesome' mean?"
"Dear lady, a fivesome is when five people enjoy a sexual encounter together, like a threesome or foursome for three and four people, respectively..."
Sherry tried again to free herself. My hands kept her lying down.
"Sherry, as a manager, you have two jobs; the first is to ensure the work is done satisfactorily. The second, not less important, is to keep the employees content so they are happy to work for you. This incentivizes them to improve their attitude and be more productive. I noticed you neglected the second part, and decided it was time to help you do the right thing."
She struggled to free herself. She couldn't. But then, I removed my hands and let her stand before me. She was furious, "What the fuck is wrong with you? I thought you and I could have private fun, and you decided to save the world. Fuck you! I am leaving, and you can pack your stuff. You are fired!"
I smiled at her, and calmly signaled to sit on the nearest chair. She ignored it and continued staring at my face.
I sighed, "OK, you can stand if you choose to. Let me tell you a short story."
She screamed, "I am not interested in your stories. Bring my clothes. I leave now!"
I continued sitting and smiling, "Either you leave as you are, or you listen to me."
"Juan, I really cannot understand you. You looked like a nice man, and suddenly you became a pervert, pretending to be an angel?!..."
"Not exactly. As I said, leave as you are or stay and listen."
"I am listening, you dumb ass. You have exactly 5 minutes before I call the police and tell them you tried to Ra*e me."
I laughed loudly, "This will be interesting. I am in MY room and fully dressed, yet you wear a transparent negligee. What do you think the policeman will say? Now SIT DOWN, shut up, and listen carefully. At work, you do nothing of value. Only we, the four Musketeers, work so you and your husband can reap the benefits. You'd be fired within minutes if your husband wasn't running the company. He loves you, and you use his money and fuck young guys behind his back. I wonder what he will say once he finds out you cheated on him behind his back. Especially when he learns you do it with his employees... He will realize that he has become a boss cuckold. I think you'll be thrown to the street with only the clothes you have on now...
She was quiet, and her face turned pale, "Juan, everything you said sounds great in theory. It's your word against mine. You are new around here, and Harry never even met you. On the other hand, he knows me and trusts me. I'll tell him I caught you trying to steal something and fired you, so you tried to hurt me by lying to him."
I leaned backward and put my hands behind my neck, "Listen slut, if you recall, I saw your naked body and can easily describe to your loving husband every detail..."
She laughed heartily, "You are such an idiot. I often travel to clothing-optional beaches, so many people have seen me naked. Your scheme won't work. As I said, consider yourself fired! Why are you laughing?!... Give me my clothes before I scream, and your neighbors will come to check what was going on."
"Sherry, since you called me an idiot, you don't mind if I call you a whore, right? If you look up, you'll see video cameras on the two opposing walls. Our sex escapade was recorded in vivid colors. As you recall, I kept the lights on, and the resolution is fantastic, with several perfect close-ups. The high-quality sound of you begging me to fuck you is amazing. I thought you'd be proud of your body, especially with your breathtaking performance, so I made a few copies I left in different places. Now the only question is, how much money can I get if I send them to porno sites? Or perhaps your husband will be interested in a copy, so he could enjoy seeing you on his large screen when you fuck one of your boy toys?"
Sherry sat on a chair crying, "Why are you trying to destroy my life? I was good to you, wasn't I? What did I do to you that you hate me so much?"
"Sherry, I do not hate you. I hate what you do daily to your loyal employees, my friends. You are right to say I can ruin your life if I want to, but I plan for the two of us to make it right. You may think of it as humiliating, but you deserve it. If you cooperate, your ordeal will end today. If not, I'll make sure our sexcapade will have wide distribution to your husband, family members, friends, customers, and the porno industry."
She whispered, "What do you want me to do?..."
Tess, Chuck, and John will knock on this door in half an hour. You'll have a glass of wine to relax before they show up. I'll be fully dressed, and you'll have on what you wear now. They'll be surprised to see you underdressed when they enter, but you can take it. You'll smile at them and offer them drinks. I bought wine, beer, and Champagne for this occasion, which you'll reimburse me later as professional expenses. I get distracted. Where was I?... I remember now. So you smile nicely and offer them drinks. You'll be interested in how they like their job, and whether there is anything else you can do for them. I suspect they'll forget about family, work, or anything else once they see your terrific body. They'll feel the same way I felt the first time we spent together - they'd wish to play with your gorgeous body. I'll encourage them to be frank and tell us their fantasy. Your job is relatively easy - You'll be their genie and do whatever they ask you."
I stopped and glanced at Sherry.
She blurted, "Juan, your mind is so deviant. I don't get it. What will prevent them from asking to fuck me or do weird things with me?"
I smiled, "Nothing, my dear. That's the beauty of it all. You will atone for your past sins by accomplishing their sexual dreams. Starting today, you are no longer Mrs. Ferguson, the bitch everybody hates and dreads. You'll turn into a caring person, here to pay for your bad behavior, and starting Monday, you'll be the nicest manager ever. As I mentioned in the beginning - You may ignore my offer and leave now, or you'll do everything they want with a lovely smile. Nobody will see the tapes if you do it without mistakes or complaints. Take it or leave it!"
Her voice was barely heard, "How do I know the others won't talk about it with friends, other employees, or... my husband?"
"Ma'am, I promise you that just like in Vegas - 'What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.' But it will depend on your behavior today and later at work."
She whispered, "I'll do it. Pour me some wine, please..."
"Good girl. I knew that deep down, you are a better person than what you let us believe at work."
I poured a large glass of Chardonnay.
She finished it in less than a minute. "May I have another one?"
"What did you say?!"
"Sir, please, let me have another drink before they arrive..."
"That is better. And when they are here, they are my guests, so they are 'sir' and 'miss.' Clear?"
"Yes, sir. I'll do my best."
I heard a soft knock on the door. I signaled to Sherry to stay aside, opened it partly, and saw my three friends. I exited and closed the door behind me, "Friends, I had a long and frank discussion with Mrs. Ferguson. It took me a long time to convince her she mistreated us. But in the end, she felt awful and promised to do anything to make it up to you. I explained to her you guys were so upset that only genuine humiliating proof would suffice. She hesitated but agreed to EVERYTHING you could think of. I explained that paying with her body would ultimately prove she was serious. To my surprise, she agreed. When you enter my place, you'll see her like you've never seen her before. You may be shocked. That's OK. She'll be extra nice to you. However, as we agreed, she must make amends by fulfilling your wild fantasies, as you mentioned at the bar. Are you ready?"
Tess was curious, "Juan, I wonder if this is some joke. Do you really expect me to order our boss to suck my cunt and kiss my butt?... I'll be fired on the spot!"
I grinned, "Tess, if I were standing in your shoes, I'd think the same way. But after talking to her, I know better. You'll start getting the picture once you see what she wore for you. But I do not want you to pity her or be afraid of repercussions. I guarantee she'll be the nicest manager starting Monday."
I opened the door, entered first, and saw Sherry sitting on the couch. She stood up and forced a smile at the four of us. I peeked at my friends. All three were stunned and ogled her exposed body.
Sherry approached John, "You are my most senior employee. Juan and I had a heart-to-heart talk, and he convinced me I misbehaved badly all along. Initially, I took his words the wrong way. Still, he was very convincing. I'll tell you what - To prove to all four of you how serious I am, each one of you gets to punish me the way they choose, and I'll take it in stride because I'll know I deserved it. Who is first?..."
I intervened, "John suffered the most. He will be first."
She stood before John, "John, sir, what would you like me to do?"
His eyes traveled her body up and down, "Mrs. Ferguson, I still don't buy it. Let's see how serious you are. Take off the red stuff. I wish to see you naked!"
She removed her baby doll. Her face did not show emotions.
"Mrs. Ferguson, like Billy Crystal used to say, you look marvelous. Your new boobs look terrific. I want to feel them."
She remained expressionless and approached him. He tweaked her nipple hard. She moaned and remained in her place.
"I am trying to think what your enhanced lips are good for. I don't feel like kissing you, so the next best thing is to use them for a blowjob. Are you up to it?..."
She stayed silent and knelt before him. Her trembling fingers fumbled with his zipper. Eventually, she succeeded and freed his penis. It was only 4.5" in length but very large. It was hard and pointed to her face. She took it in her palm, massaged it lightly for a few seconds, and wrapped her full lips around it. She was able to accommodate his wide girth. The length was a nonissue. Her mouth began bobbing, and she closed her eyes. John's face displayed a combination of awe and extreme pleasure. One palm kneaded her ample tit, and the other held the back of her neck. His body stretched, and he pulled her head back with both hands. He fucked her face a couple of times and then groaned as he erupted in her oral cavity. Sherry kept pace and swallowed every drop. When he was done, his body wobbled slightly. She licked the remnants from the bulb before he crouched on the carpet and lay down.
Sherry giggled and looked up, "Who's next?" Chuck and Tess seemed dazed. I took the initiative, "It's Tess's turn."
Tess heard her name and looked up. I signaled to her to move toward Sherry. Her steps were slow and mechanical, like those of a zombie. She stared at Mrs. Ferguson but couldn't talk. I said it for her, "Tess wants you to lick and suck her pussy to orgasm. After she cums, you are to kiss her butt."
Tess stayed silent.
Sherry stayed on her knees, placed her hands on Tess's thighs, then moved them gently under her skirt until she touched her panties. She slowly lowered them to the ankles, ensuring the skirt continued covering the cunt area. Next, her head moved forward. Her hands lifted the hem slightly, and her face disappeared under the short skirt. Although her head was hidden, an up-and-down bobbing was visible, and her hands forced Tess's legs to spread. Initially, Tess seemed frozen, but her face turned reddish seconds later, and she shivered. She put her hands over her boss's head and pulled her face into her groin. She shut her eyes and moaned. I noticed Sherry's hand disappear under the skirt. A sloshing sound was heard, and soon after, Tess's body shuddered. She lost her balance and almost fell. I rushed to her side and held her quivering body until she regained her composure and helped her lay face down by John.
I stared at Sherry. Her face was covered with light-yellowish stains. Did Tess squirt?!... Similar stains were noted on two of her fingers... She crawled to Tess and lifted the back part of her skirt. We could see her cute bubbly ass cheeks. Sherry leaned forward, kissed each cheek, then pushed them sideways and heartily kissed her anus. Then she covered the butt and gazed at me quizzingly.
I smiled approvingly and pointed to Chuck. The guy did not say a word since entering my house. I asked him, "Chucky, you also had a request. Tell Mrs. Ferguson what you wish."
His face became red beet. He stared at her, "You'll do what I tell you?"
She smiled, "Yes, sir. I promised, and I'll do whatever you want."
He blurted, "Suck my cock and make it hard. Then I want to fuck you doggy style!"
She chuckled, "You still consider me as a bitch... OK, sir. I am already on my knees, so would you come here, please?"
He walked in her direction and stopped inches from her face. A massive bulge was noted in his pants. Sherry put her hands on both hips, and her face touched the fabric. Her tongue searched for the zipper slider. Several seconds later, she found it. She held it between her teeth and cautiously pulled it down, staring at his face.
Chuck couldn't believe his eyes - She was enjoying her assignment! Frankly, I was amazed even more. She fought hard to prevent the humiliating act from happening, and now she was performing voluntary acts she was not asked to do!... What was happening here???
She pulled the pants down slowly, revealing his boxers. His pecker felt less restricted and pushed the front part forward. Sherry smiled at Chuck again and gingerly pulled the underwear to his knees. A monster cock jolted in the air.
Tess was now sitting on the carpet and staring at the unexpected sight. When Chuck's cock was exposed, she gasped. The reason was apparent - Chuck's tool was longer than any of us, maybe 8", and the circumference was almost like his arm!
Sherry stopped and giggled. She didn't seem disgusted or concerned. She was happy!
She caressed his ball sack gently and kissed the mushroom's tip. Seconds later, her lips opened wider than I expected and were able to envelop the head of his cock. Then his organ began slowly disappearing into her mouth.
All four of us, yes, Chuck too, watched in amazement, his member invading her mouth. According to my assessment, it already crossed from the mouth into her pharynx. When there was 1" left, her mouth began bobbing frantically. The guy was close to unloading in less than two minutes. He pushed her face back and moved behind her. She bent and remained on her knees and elbows on the rug. Chuck shoved his huge cock into her pussy. Her entrance was well-lubed. We could smell her arousal and see the drops on her labia. He didn't waste any time and started pounding her like a jackhammer. Sherry began moaning, and her butt countered his forward movements. He leaned on her back and pinched her nipples hard a couple of times. Suddenly, her body collapsed on the carpet, and she shook from head to toe. She was climaxing! Chuck ejaculated his load into her cunt a short time later. He remained on top of her when he was done, and rolled to the side ten minutes later. Sherry stayed on the carpet with her legs spread. I saw his spunk slowly leaking onto the carpet. I didn't care.
I knew Sherry would comply with her assignments - She was blackmailed and realized she had to obey. However, in my wildest dream, I didn't think she'd enjoy her tasks, make a show out of it, and even orgasm!...
Sherry took her time. She sat up and looked at us with a smile, "Guys, I bet you thought your expectations were in the category of mission impossible. I hope you believe me now. I genuinely want to open a new chapter at work. I will still be the manager and expect your best, but you can call me Sherry, and no more hassle."
She looked at each one of us, and we saw no evidence of sarcasm. At least now she looked... human!
The three Musketeers were still too shocked to develop a coherent discussion. After another beer, they left.
Sherry looked at me lovingly, "Sir, are you satisfied I did my job dutifully?"
I grinned, "Sherry, you did above and beyond MY fantasy. I was surprised to see you actually enjoyed it."
She gazed at me strangely, "Juan, you don't know much about me. I'll tell you my life story. I was born to a low-income family. After elementary school, I needed a job to support the little my father brought home. My uncle took me to a textile factory. Over there, I was first exposed to clothes designers. I loved it from day one. I stole pieces of cloth that fell on the floor and made dresses for myself. I worked there for five years. In the meantime, my body began to change. I didn't think much about it in the beginning, but then boys and men began to ogle me and offer me a lot to go to bed with them. I refused. One day, a guy saw me on the street. He approached me, gave me his card, and said, 'Girl, you are stunning.
If you want to earn more money, contact me.' I thought about it and later called him. He suggested I come to his studio. I watched him teaching dancers on stage and a pole. It looked interesting, so I talked to him and got a contract after a short learning period. Dancing well was easy, but I noticed that other girls, much lousier dancers, earned more than me. I asked the guy why it happened. He explained to me that I was very naive. The other girls exposed more skin, danced more provocatively, and had plastic surgical procedures to enhance their tits, butt, and lips. They earned additional money on the side if they were ready to sleep with the guys. At first, I resisted, but it became clear that being a good dancer didn't help to increase my money, so I used the savings to do my breasts and ass and later my lips with other minor changes. Within weeks, I ended up with more money than anybody else there.
I started getting many offers for dates. I tried several guys, but they were interested only in my body. One of the guys was nicer than the others. He still was more into sleeping with me, but he treated me well and taught me much about oral, vaginal, and anal sex. One day, he disappeared. I still don't know what happened to him. Then I noticed that twice a week, a nice, slightly older guy sits and stares at me the whole time. He usually left when I was done. One evening, he waited for me to finish and introduced himself as Harry Ferguson. I didn't know much about him except that he wasn't married then, was very sweet, and treated me like a princess. Sex with him was mediocre, but everything else was perfect. Then he said he was in love with me and offered to marry me, but it was conditional. I would stop working there and learn to run his graphics design firm.
He expected me to keep his business profitable and never ruin his reputation. I'd get enough money to spend on anything I wanted. He knew his limitations in the sex department and realized he was becoming older. So he said I could have extramarital affairs as long as nobody knew it, and I would be careful not to contract STDs. In the first year, I was loyal to him and tried to learn how to run the business. Twice, I saw employees who were too lazy and even stole equipment. I lost it and no longer trusted my employees. They feared or even hated me, but I controlled my ship tightly. I had a few affairs with handsome employees before you. Some were better than others. And then you showed up. You are gorgeous, and I noticed how easily you got along with the others.
I wanted you and was convinced I had you until you blackmailed me. I was furious and scared when you told me what you wanted me to do. I was going to lose everything I had achieved with blood and sweat. I'd lose my husband and be poor again. The more you talked, the more it dawned on me that everything you asked for was for our employees. For your friends. You didn't ask for money, a raise, or even a small bonus. You only asked to improve my relations with our workers. When John, Chuck, and Tess first saw my naked body, I felt uneasy because they were employees. The sex part was easy - I've learned much about sex in my prior life. And seeing how shocked THEY were, told me they didn't know about your scheme."
She stopped momentarily, "And now the question is what's next. I intend to keep my word and treat them well. But they should NEVER discuss with others what happened here. OK?"
"Sherry, I'll remind them to be quiet about it. I'll tell you the truth - You surprised me. I knew you'd give up and do what I wanted, but seeing you enjoying it and cumming when you were supposed to suffer was a major astonishment."
She laughed, "So where do we go from here?"
"What do you mean?"
"Juan, you have our sex tape. I do not want anybody else to get their hands on it. So you either destroy it or keep it hidden until after my death. In the meantime, I'd love it if instead of Juan, savior of friends, you become Don Juan..."
I grinned, "Let me think about it."
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