This is a parody... It is not real.
This is a story about the Carrie Heffernan character on the sitcom King of Queens played by Leah Remini... Enjoy.
Queens, New York 2002
Carrie Heffernan was happy with her job being a secretary at a major law firm. She had just gotten a raise and she got along well with her fellow coworkers and boss. Her boss, Mr Kaplan, was an older lawyer who was nice, even though he stared quite a bit at her, especially when she wore tight, revealing outfits. She enjoyed dressing sexy. A little cleavage and some sweet ass in a tight skirt never hurt anyone. It's what got her the raise. That and some well done flirting with Mr Kaplan and some others in power at the firm. She was a master at rubbing up against someone and bending over, letting them see her gorgeous tits in a low cut top with no bra.
She loved Manhattan. Queens was fine, but she wanted to live in the city. She loved the bright lights and action. Her husband Doug loved Queens and he definitely didn't wanna move to Manhattan. He was totally satisfied living in their small house in Queens. Carrie wanted to change his mind, but no amount of hot blowjobs or even getting to plow her sweet ass would change his mind. She was determined to figure out a way to move to the city and... Carrie Gets What She Wants... (Smiling) ... So she knew she could get it done.
She was looking over some documents, and daydreaming about going to the chic clubs in the city every night, when she noticed her boss looking at her from his office. Mr Kaplan liked younger women, his wife was significantly younger than him. A big cock and even bigger bank account secured him his trophy wife. He always was turned on by Carrie, but she never went as far as cheating on her husband. She let him get touchy feely with her and rub on her a little, but no sex.
He watched Carrie in her skin tight, bright red dress. It was low cut and of course, she wasn't wearing a bra. Her natural, beautiful breasts jiggled, as she moved. She could see him, out of the sides of her eyes, and she smiled, deciding to give him a little show. She leaned all the way down to her desk, making sure to face his office. Kaplan swallowed hard and rubbed his big cock in his pants. Carrie shook her chest, as she pretended to look for something. Kaplan's cock was rock hard. Married stood up and stretched, wiggling her chest, making her beautiful breasts shake and jump. She turned away from Kaplan and bent over, shoving out her sweet ass. She has an amazing ass... and she knows it. She bounced her ass, moving it side to side and shaking it up and down.
Kaplan just stared. He saw a young intern pass by and he called for her. She came in his office and shut the door and closed the shades. About 10 minutes later Carrie looked at her watch and walked over to Kaplan's office. She leaned against the door when she heard noises. It was sucking noises. Her dirty boss was getting sucked off by Jenny, the 19 year old intern. She thought to herself, "he got excited watching me and this bitch goes in there and sucks him off... She'll probably get a better job than me. DAMN!!" Carrie came to the realization she might have to "go the extra mile" if she wanted to achieve her goal of living and partying in the city.
Carrie was talking to her good friend Amy in the break room. She explained to her about Jenny and Mr Kaplan and her plans to move to the city. "I guess I'm gonna have to suck a few dicks and swallow a few old loads if I'm gonna get what I want." She told Amy, while she was drinking some coffee. It was almost time to go home and she was really frustrated.
"Well, don't you think Doug will be mad about that?" Amy asked.
"Well first off, that fat, lazy bastard doesn't have to know about any of this and I don't want him to... And if he was just a little more driven and not as fucking lazy and hard headed, I wouldn't have to do it. So fuck him. I'm gonna do what I've gotta do, to get to the city, and his fat ass better be on board with it." Carrie said emphatically, giving Amy a strong look.
Carrie didn't notice her husband's friend Spence, who was in the hallway and who heard all of it. She saw him when she turned toward the door. She was surprised by him being there. "What... what are you doing here Spence?" Carrie asked, startled, and hoping he wouldn't rat her out to her husband. She knew she could threaten him and she knew he was scared of her, but she played it cool and tried being nice.
"Um... Doug asked me to give u this.. I was in the city to put in for a job, so he asked me if I could give it to you... Since he had to work late." Spence handed her an envelope that had a print out she needed for work. He was supposed to give it to her the day before, but Doug was out bowling and forgot. She was pissed about it. It increased her frustration with her husband. Carrie kept up the nice routine.
"Oh, that's so sweet Spence, thank you so much. You're a sweetheart." Carrie took the envelope and kissed Spence's cheek and hugged him. Amy walked past them to get ready to go home and smiled at Carrie. She winked back. Amy knew Carrie was trying to keep him quiet. Spence stared at Carrie's chest when she broke the hug. Carrie noticed and realized keeping him quiet was gonna be a lot easier than she thought. She shook her breasts for him and squeezed them together. Carrie knew she was fucking gorgeous, but having a guy gawk at her did make her smile. "Why don't you walk me to the elevator handsome?" Carrie laid it on thick, taking his arm and putting hers around if walking with him to her desk to get her pocket book, then the elevator.
"OK...Sure. What was all that moving to the city and sucking dicks stuff you were taking about in the break room?" Spence asked, confused by what she said in the break room and by how nice she was to him.
"Um... let's get on the elevator babe. I wanna go home. It's been a tough day." Carrie grabbed her pocket book and went with Spence to the elevator. The door opened and they got on. They were the only ones on it. The door closed and Carrie thought about it for a second. She hit the stop button and turned around to face Spence.
"Look Spence, I need you to keep fucking quiet about what you heard. So you better keep that little chubby ,nerdy mouth of yours closed or I'm gonna sew it shut. Do you fucking understand?" The Bossy Carrie came out and she got right in his face. She was a tough, and very aggressive chick. She was kind of a bully and she didn't mind verbally... Or otherwise... Slapping around someone that pissed her off. She thought about it and realized she should probably be nice too, as well as slap him around. Kind of cover all of her bases, so to speak.
She stood right in front of him. Spence was scared and very nervous. She sensed his fear and it turned her on. She's an alpha female and she likes intimidating others. Her nipples got hard. She reached down and grabbed his cock through his pants. She jerked it. Listen Spence, you keep your mouth shut and you'll make me very happy... You make me very happy and... I can make you very happy. Do we have a deal?" She softly kissed his lips. She was right in his face, jerking him off, in his pants. Spence was scared and turned on at the same time. He was afraid Carrie would snap and hurt him... But he also was enjoying the handjob.
He shook his head in agreement and Carrie smiled. She looked down at his cock, in his pants, and noticed it was bigger than Doug's. "You've got a nice cock here Spence. Keep your mouth shut and I'll take good care of it for you." She jerked it faster, licking her luscious red lips at him. She shook her beautiful breasts. Spence just barely groaned, afraid to do anything more, and came in his pants. Carrie smiled and jerked all of his cum out. She pulled his cock up and held it there, making sure every drop was out. She softly rubbed his bulge and blew him a kiss. She turned around and hit the stop button again. The elevator moved. She didn't she a word to Spence until the doors opened for them to get off. "Remember, don't tell Doug... Or anybody else, anything. Make me happy... If you want me to make you happy, buddy boy." She said, not looking back at him, just walking off of the elevator.
Later at home, Carrie was thinking about her work situation. She knew if she wanted to get what she wanted, she would have to fuck her boss for a better job. She wanted to move to the city and she wanted the money to live the life she craved, and she knew she was willing to go as far as she needed to achieve it. Her mind was imagining all the fun times in Manhattan she would have. She laid back on her pillow, in bed, and a started to play with herself. She was horny from all the daydreaming she was doing about living in Manhattan and also at the possibility of getting more sexual satisfaction at work, than she was at home.
She groped her beautiful breasts through her tank top and rubbed her pussy through her sweatpants. Doug was at Cooper's Bar and Grill with his best friend Deacon. She was horny as shit, and her playing with herself only made her hornier. She closed her eyes and stuck her hand in her pants, rubbing her beautiful pussy. Her clit was erect and throbbing, her nipples were hard as steel. She rubbed them through her top and pinched her hard clit. She slid two fingers in her pussy and wiggled them quickly. She moaned and bit her bottom lip, loving her self pleasure. She pulled her top over her breasts, the fool air beating down on her already hard nipples. She looked at them. They flared from the cool breeze. She blew on them and they tingled. She moaned again. She reached down and licked each one lightly, her tongue sliding slowly off of the tips.
Carrie fingered her wet pussy faster, flicking her throbbing clit with her thumb. She worked her clit and pussy, desperate to cum. All of a sudden she heard her father, Arthur, yelling downstairs. "Damn! What is his problem now?" Carrie pulled her top down to cover her breasts and walked downstairs to the kitchen, to check on her father. She was sexually frustrated and mad that she couldn't relax.
"What the hell is your problem now?" Carrie snapped, as she walked in the kitchen. She saw Spence there. She wondered what the hell was he doing there.
