Darlene the Cow gets milked

Darlene recognizes the Farmer; he is Mr. Addison, her husband Howard's boss. Howard had attached a note to her costume telling her to be sure to obey the Farmer at the party or she would get punished.

"OK, Mr. Farmer," Darlene decided to play along. She didn't want to hurt Howard's career. "I do need milking."

"Ah, fine." Darlene could see that Mr. Addison was pleased. "Come along to the milking parlor."

Darlene followed the Farmer across the party room. He came to a door, unlocked it, and ushered Darlene in. Darlene was, to say the least, surprised.

There were three other women already in the "milking parlor." Each woman was painted in the same cow costume she wore. The three women were in little stalls, on their hands and knees, and tied up so that they couldn't move. A "Farmer" sat on a stool next to each woman.

Mr. Addison led Darlene to the last empty stall. "Get in position, my dear."

Darlene dropped to her hands and knees. Mr. Addison quickly tied the woman; one rope was fastened around her neck, another held her arms tight at the top of the stall, two more ropes were wrapped around her thighs, binding her to the posts and spreading her legs wide. Mr. Addison then pulled up a wooded stool.

"I was hoping I would win you, my dear." He reached down and began stroking and rubbing her nipples making them hard and tender. "Each of the Senior Executives had a chance to win the spouse of a rising employee. I think your husband, Howard, has a chance to go far in the company."

Mr. Addison continued "milking" Darlene's large, beautiful tits. He told her how beautiful she was and how much fun she was going to be. After several minutes, one of Mr. Addison's hands slid down Darlene's body, slipped under her skirt, and found the woman's freshly shaved pussy. "I understand our cow is in heat tonight." The older man gave a little chuckle.

Darlene rocked back and forth in her stall. The older man's fingers were skilled; she closed her eyes and relaxed with the pleasure he was giving her. Her pussy was dripping and he had three fingers sliding in and out of her slit.

"Time you milked me, my dear." Mr. Addison slid his fingers from Darlene's pussy and got up from his stool.