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In this dimension, sexual harassment lawsuits were rare In fact, women in the workplace would have felt insulted if they didn't get propositioned regularly. Their bedroom antics with their coworkers were valued for keeping the company morale up and company retreats were, instead of being the usual assortment of bullshit feel good waste of time ablutions meant to play to the idiotic whims of overweening superiors, were mostly just private orgies that built intimacy among the staff.

This worked both ways, too: if a man inside a company was constantly being avoided by the female workforce his superiors would usually begin thinking of moving him toward the door for disrupting the esprit d'corps.

"Holy shit, look at those tits! Damn, dude, I have to fuck her one of these days," Randy Holman said to his colleague at Lee and Associates Advertising. "Dude, I already have. You should see her with her clothes off! Go and ask her! She loves sex as much as anyone else." Just then, the object of Randy's attention, Donna Harayama, who was distributing the interoffice mail, came walking back his way. "Hi Donna." "Hi Randy." "Hey look, you wanna have sex during lunch today?" "How big is your cock?" "6.5 inches and thick with a mushroom head." "Okay sweety." "Cool. Meet me in the lobby and we'll go over to the motel down the block." "Okay Randy. See you then," she waved as she headed back to her floor, her hips swinging insouciantly.

When lunch finally came around, they greeted each other on the ground level of the office building in which they worked. They got into his car for the short jaunt to the motel. When they entered their room,  Randy grasped Donna's  arms and looked down on her 5'2' 110 pound busty body. Her deep brown eyes seemed to dance in a sprightly way when she smiled up at him, her little mouth laced with dark red lipstick. He leaned his head down, slowly wrapped her in his arms and kissed her, each kiss more heated than the last. "You're a really good kisser, Randy," she giggled. As they continued to lip wrestle, he unsnapped the buttons on her dark blue blouse while his cock filled with blood, extending and hardening it. His balls filled with cum as he unhooked her bra and watched slip off of her voluminous D cup knockers, which were marked by big dark brown aureolae and thick nipples. They moaned into each other's mouths while his righthand manipulated her left breast and his lefthand pulled her butt toward him so that he could grind his dick against her stomach.

Randy unzipped her dark blue skirt and it fell around her ankles, leaving her in a pair of white silk panties, brown pantyhose and two inch black heels. He undressed himself while she watched. "Oooh, nice body, Randy," she cooed, as he put his 5'11" wiry frame with just enough chest and stomach hair to be hot without seeming like a gorilla. He picked her up and gently lowered her to the bed. He pulled her shoes off of her and then reached inside the waist band of her pantyhose and patiently rolled them off so they wouldn't tear. He jumped on top of her and went right after her bountiful sweater puppets, lustily sucking them and barely grazing them with his teeth, too. He buried his face in her cleavage and sucked on the skin covering her sternum, which tickled her. "Fuck Donna, you're a knockout!" he praised. "Thanks sweety. I've been  looking at you a lot the last couple months, so I'm really glad you asked me out," she replied in a soft voice. He sat up and peeled her panties off of her, revealing a pussy that had been shaved bare. Her succulent slit shined with wetness and he went after it like a dog does for a bone, sucking and licking it as if it was the sweetest piece of fruit ever picked. He pushed her to the point of expelling frequent moans and then climbed on top of her so that he could look at those stellar gazongas. He pierced her opening with his love knife, slashing it deep into her gash and stirring and pistoning it by undulating his hips. "Oh fuck yes," Donna sighed, as her moist cock pocket ground against his penis. Her heavy headlights wavered back and forth while the bed rocked with each thrust of the hips that propelled his spear into her.

She pulled him down on top of her, her erect milk ducts against his chest and her legs on his shoulder blades to receive him as far into her as she could. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck, Randy," she panted, her dark red nails imprinting shallow ruts into his back as his plowing of her brought him closer and closer to being able to seed her pink row. The sensations rose within her like they were a dose of heroin, as she could feel the hot euphoria begin to overtake her while he maintained his attack, his urgent jabbing of her sex putting her just about there. "Oh shit! (pant pant pant) Ohhhhhhhh fuuuuccckkkkkk (pant pant pant) fuck fuck (pant pant pant)" and then she emitted a strangled cry and clutched him tightly as she felt the surge of lightning bolt through her, her body and face flushed red. He continued pounding his turgid cock up the middle of her half Japanese, half-Italian body and then drained his passion juice into her lovehole, releasing it with a long grunt and then a series of shorter ones.

He rolled off of her, pulled her head on to his shoulder and kissed her. "Man, Donna, you're just so killer," he grinned. "Randy, you make me super hot," she revealed. "So you're single, right?" he asked. "Yeah. Are you?" "Yeah. But we can end that right here," he insinuated. "Oh really?" she smiled. "Absolutely, babe. So can I get get a 'yes' on that and we can get dressed, go back to work and then spend the weekend together fucking our brains out?" "Yes," she chirped before giggling. 'Sweet!"

So the new boyfriend and girlfriend returned to their workplace and picked up where they had left off. "Hey Jeff," he barked to his buddy in the cubicle next to him. "Yeah?" "Dude, you were totally right about how she looked naked. Yowzah!" "No shit, dude. She's got one smokin' little body and a gorgeous face." "Yeah. So I asked her to be my girlfriend." "Fuck man, you move fast." "Yeah," Randy chuckled. "Fortunately, she accepted, so I didn't make a total douche of myself." "Congratulations, bro. I'll remember that the next time I fuck her." "I bet you will," Randy laughed.

When she returned to the mail room, the other girls pounced on her. "So, how was it?" "It was really enjoyable, but also a little weird." "What do you mean?" a coworker asked. "Even though I thought he was kind of cute, when he asked me to go to the motel with him, I thought it would be just another session of recreational sex. But as soon as he took his shirt off something just clicked inside me and I found myself falling in love with him, which, of course, made me want to fuck him more." "That is weird," another colleague remarked. "I usually only fall in love with them after we fuck," she giggled.

Once their workday ended, they met again in the lobby and he gave her directions to his place, which was 12 miles away. He got there first and had a chance to straighten his apartment up a bit before she knocked on his door. "Sorry it's such a mess," he apologized as he let her in. "I would probably be more surprised if a guy kept his place neat," she laughed. "So here is the plan," he announced. "I'll give you a massage while you have a bubble bath and then I'll have a shower and then we can go have dinner together." "I'd really like that," she evaluated brightly. Since she didn't have a change of clothes, she went  into his bedroom and carefully shed her outfit and laid it out on his bed, except for her pantyhose, which she just rolled up and stashed in her purse, deciding to go bare legged to the restaurant. Now completely naked and with her hair tied into a bun, she went into the bathroom, where he had already drawn a bubble bath for her. "You're making me feel like a princess, Randy," she giggled. "Hey, if the bathtub fits, soak in it," he riposted. "Tell me when you're ready for your massage babe. Take your time." "Thanks. You're so sweet."

While she was in the bath, he warmed up some scented massage oil and then let it cool to make sure it wasn't too hot. 20 minutes later, she called to him and he went to her with the massage oil in hand attired only in his boxers, which he removed. He slipped in behind her, Donna now between his legs and reclining against his chest. He drizzled the massage oil on her shoulders and dug his fingers into her muscles. "Oh yes," she sighed, as she felt his hands working her shoulders as well as the back of her neck. He watched the way her breasts bobbed in the gently sloshing water as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the caress of the water and the sensations of her muscles being worked. He reached around and very tenderly exerted just the barest pressure on those tits, her nipples jutting under his palms. "Mmmmm" she hummed, as she was becoming so relaxed she could almost go to sleep. She turned her head slightly and he craned his and kissed her softly. Then he soaped her shoulders up and she sunk them under the water to rinse the lather off. He wrapped her in a towel when she stepped out and turned the shower on as she dried herself off.

When he concluded his shower, she was already dressed. He put on some fresh clothes, embraced and kissed her, taking in her fresh scent. They set out for the restaurant and returned to Randy's apartment a little over two hours later. They stripped and got into bed. "Thanks for that, Randy. You've made this a really enjoyable day for me.  It was a really nice way to end the work week" "To tell  you the truth Donna, I really liked doing that for you. It just felt right." She smiled and they started making out, Randy kissing her in a mellow manner as he repeatedly ran his hands up and down her little body. He gradually rolled on top of her, looking down into her pretty eyes and feeling those firm breasts and nipples against his chest. He scooted down toward the end of the bed and had her hand him a pillow, which he put under her to raise her butt to make her vulva easier to access. He lapped, flicked and slathered his tongue all over her clit and added various suction rhythms along with it. She began to go off like the fourth of July, her naked petite body writhing and twisting in ecstasy, making it harder for him to keep his mouth on her love button.

He positioned himself back on top of her, pushed his cock into her and held it there. "So how do you want it, sweetheart, slow, medium or fast?" he inquired. "Mmm, take it slow baby," she requested and so he did, smoothly and very gradually moving his penis in and out of her while they kissed and moaned. "You look like you're feeling pretty laidback right now," he commented. "Mmmmmm, definitely baby. Your cock feels so good," she sighed. He propped himself back on his arms and subtly picked up the pace of his thrusting as his eyes focused on her mixed race face, voluptuous breasts and cute tummy, her breathing becoming more erratic. "Fuck Randy, that feels amazing," she whimpered and then her breathing became panting. He sped up his thrusts and she was climbing higher and higher up the mountain of pleasure and, with one frantic burst, he propelled her to the summit, causing her to claw at his shoulders and back. She was now on a rollercoaster of vivid euphoric convulsions. Five minutes later, he offloaded his creamy burden into her. He pulled her body toward his as he lay on his side. "You look like you want to go to sleep," she said in a blissful tone of voice. "Yeah, this has been a pretty tiring week," he admitted. She stroked his forehead, kissed him and they both fell into a deep, placid slumber. 

Night passed into morning. Two blocks down from Randy's apartment was a housing development which included the residence of the Farlow family. Tina Farlow, a thin 5'4" 16 year old blonde came bounding down the stairs just after 10 a.m. and into the living room of their home naked, her Hershey's Kisses shaped A cups jiggling slightly. "Daddy, can you help me?" she said to her father Hank, who was watching a college football game on television. "What is it honey?" he wondered. 'Daddy, I'm really horny right now, but the boys I know are all busy." "What about your brother?" he rejoindered. "He went to the plunge with his buddies. Come on daddy, you're better in bed than they all are anyway. Please?" she pouted. "Okay baby. Wait for me in my bedroom. I'll be up in a minute." "Thanks daddy!" she cheered.

Dan Farlow gulped down a glass of water and then headed up to his second floor bedroom and slipped into bed with her. His eyes journeyed over her taut body and his mouth involuntarily watered when he peeped the hairless little slit she had shaven only the night before. "I love it when we can share this time together daddy," she smiled. "I can't believe how quickly you've grown up,' he burbled. "It seems like only yesterday I was with your mom in the hospital watching you being born and now you're big enough to have a nice screw with me. Man, time goes by fast. It won't be that long before me and your brother will be fucking your daughter or your son will be ramming your mother somewhere down the line." "That'll be so beautiful when I can take my son's dick, daddy, or my daughter can share you with me." He smiled at his foxy little offspring and kissed her passionately, conveying his fatherly love for her with his lips as well as his lust for her body.

His 44 year old cock was as hard as stone as he sucked on those bite sized milk ducts of hers and his ears drank in the sighs of her rising horniness. He ran his righthand over her stomach, feeling her soft skin and the roundness of her mound as his fingers trailed down to her already shimmering with wetness cunt.. He repeatedly nuzzled the area between her labia. "Sorry honey, but I just can't stand it anymore," he disclosed, aborting his foreplay and positioning himself on top of her. He placed his fat, seven inch ramrod at her opening and shoved it all the way in. "God daddy, I never get tired of feeling you inside me," she half panted. "You make your daddy life so happy, kitten," he grinned before initiating thrusting. She closed her eyes to enjoy the sensations and the emotions of this father-daughter bonding experience  As his pole began its campaign of repeated ravaging, he held her tight against him and kissed her hard, their tongues slithering around each other's. "Ohhhh daddy," she groaned, "Ohhhh yes, oh yes, ahhhh, daddy, your cock is the best," she extolled. She felt the fever slowly ramping up inside of her while he took in the exquisite friction from her wet, grasping vaginal walls, their mutual familial moans filling the room with a sense of intimacy. Oh yes daddy, please fuck me harder," she begged and he did, jackhammering her teenage pussy until it spasmed uncontrollably and caused her to produce screams that were interdicted by her rapid pants, raising her hips so she could slam her love channel back on to his fuck stick.

He looked at how flushed her face was, lending it a cute, rosy hue that only increased his lust for her, his hips a blur as he pounded his spike into her and causing her to cum in a shuddering rush before he filled her young womb with his mature sperm. "Fuck Tina, you're such a gift," Dan praised. "It's too bad you don't like football because I would love to hold you while I watched the game." "Daddy, you know how much I love being cuddled by you. How about we all sleep together tonight, you, me and mom?" 'Sorry honey, but your brother would feel left out since there's barely enough room for three of us in my bed. Let me talk to your mother and see if she would be willing to sleep with him so you and I can be together tonight." "That would be so hot, daddy. Thank you!" "No, thank YOU baby. You're the greatest little girl a man could ask for."