An early bird gets her worm

Stacy waltzed her way up the stairs and through the office doors with confidence now. Her smart, black shoes clicking as they passed the, as yet empty, reception desk. She got here early these days, barely able to restrain the excitement of another day's hard work. The crowded lines of half-segregated cubicles lay out before her. Un-manned for the moment, but soon to be populated with a whole host of men for her to tease, flirt and play with. The high-schooler pulled her already short skirt up just another half inch. Her mother had gone out and bought her this good-little-office-drone outfit when she'd first got the placement. The naive woman had no idea how just a few minor adjustments could easily turn such a thing into the baseline costume for a vast swathe of pornos. There was something about a tight grey skirt over neat black tights that just demanded ravaging. Stacy hadn't even had to buy a tighter white shirt to go with it… She swore her mom was still just in denial over the size of her boobs.

Tom Banks was in his office. This wasn't pre-arranged between them, he just always seemed to be there, barking down the phone to someone. Stacy was down on her knees and undoing his belt before the man even seemed to notice. He patted her head absentmindedly until he hung up the phone with a final furious “Then fucking do it shit-breeches!” Stacy had worked her way up and down his shaft and begun nuzzling his balls while he scribbled something down on the desk above.

Sighing, he smiled down at her. “Well, at least someone ‘round here comes in early and just gets on with their job… Mornin’ Stace! Thanks for that, I could do with some kind of release, dealing with these shit-for-brains every morning…”

Stacy made several satisfied slurping noises at such acknowledgement of her dedication.

“No… *Shlulp* problem… *ssslp* Boss! You know… You could also fuck me properly, if you wanted? …I wouldn't mind taking a load in my ass or pussy… if it's to help you.”

Mr Banks looked her up and down for a second, one eyebrow raised. “You ‘wouldn’t mind’ eh? Just how much of a little whore are you, young lady? How many cocks have you already had in that tight little cunt of yours?”

Stacy shrugged non-committedly. She somehow felt she didn’t want all her varying avenues of sexual conquest knowing about each other… but something about Mr Banks meant she just couldn’t lie to him. “Just a couple of my friends… and a teacher or two…”

This seemed to satisfy the man, he scooped her up in his arms and planted her bottom on his desk. Pulling down her tights as he did so.

“Even your teachers? I knew those types of bastards were just in it for the jailbait! Never trusted ‘em, back when I was in school.” Despite this proclamation, he spared no time in lining himself up with her moistening entry, dipping his tip into the girl’s eager hole.

“It’s safe then? I’m not gonna regret this in nine months time when your parents and social services come knocking for a payout?”

Stacy shook her head. Already hooking her own legs wide and spreading the goods for him to get a good look at. “Nope! I’m on the pill now, so you can cum in me all you like!” She simply couldn’t keep her excitement at that prospect out of her voice. Smiling sweetly at the clear effect that enthusiasm had on Mr Banks. He clearly couldn’t hold himself on sliding on home into her any longer, grunting with the tightness of her interior. He began pumping away, his strong arms dragging the slim hips of a girl less than half his age back against every heave of his phallus. She gazed up at him in honest adoration as his balls slapped against her labia, loving every inch of friction between them. Several conflictions seemed to roll across his face in reply, though his pace of thrusts only ever increased.

“You know… I’ve got a daughter about your age… with my first wife…” The man looked decidedly unsure he wanted to bring this up, even as Stacy felt his cock throb within her at the admission. “I’d hate to think she was out there doing things like this…”

Stacy pulled his hands up to uncover her breasts and begin squeezing them in pace with the buck of his hips. “Why not? If this was what made her happy... You’d want her to be happy wouldn’t you?”

The man seemed doubtful that this was enough of an answer. “Well… yeah, but…”

Stacy threw a finger up against his lips. Timing some of her words to line up with his reaching the furthest depths of her. “But nothing- My life was absolutely miserable until I found out how good it feels to have a- Nice. Big. Cock. ...Thumping around inside me. Don’t think of me like your precious little princess who needs protecting… Think of me as somebody else’s spoiled-little-brat who needs showing a thing or two… Fuck me harder Daddy Banks… you know you want to! Fuck me harder!”

Her squealing young voice broke through all barriers. There was no denying a request like that… Tom threw himself into the tiny harlot with everything he had. She was right. A girl like this needed to be taught some things. It would be irresponsible of him not to oblige.