Chapter 4 - Don
Don sat in his chair and quietly banged his head on his desk as the phone next to him continued its shrill ringing. The sound of the front door opening just caused him to sigh and wonder what was next on this completely horrid morning.
The mayor of the town stood just inside City Hall and watched the Utility Clerk stop banging his head and answer the phone. Once Don had dealt with the phone, Mayor Ray addressed him, "So... busy morning?"
As Don opened his mouth to reply the phone rang again. With a mighty growl Don snatched the offending instrument and barked a mean good morning into it. He could see Ray chuckling to himself on his way out the door and his thoughts darkened even more.
Fuck Sharon for quitting yesterday! And fuck Wanda for taking today off to go fucking shopping! And then fuck the damn Mayor for laughing at him after Don helped him fuck his wife into shape last night!
That sweet memory though caused him to pause and reflect while blocking out the annoying voice in his ear. That memory led to the one of ass fucking Sharon yesterday too. A huge sigh filled him as he pushed it all aside to do his job.
The next time the door opened the vision that greeted Don caused all memories and thoughts to flee his mind. Long golden hair drifted softly down to a tiny waist. A soft pink sweater molded lush large breasts while a floaty skirt danced over nicely rounded hips and the longest legs Don had seen in a long time. As Don's mouth started he water he jerked his eyes back to the face belonging to this knock out body. Huge green eyes that twinkled with an inner humor met his as full, pouty lips smiled.
Don stared, unable to speak, unable to react as this goddess walked around the counter. She quickly leaned over and answered the phone at the reception desk with a pert, "Good morning, this is Kathy; how may I help you?"
Don's thoughts spun erratically as he watched that short, thin skirt sway over one hell of a sweet ass. Kathy from the library? The same Kathy that he drooled over every time he saw her? A Kathy that looked like no librarian he had ever known. He tapped his pen against his desk ignoring the phone that again ringed at his elbow.
When Kathy hung up the counter phone she turned to him. "Okay look, Ray asked me to help you out today but I'm not doing all the work, buddy boy." She stared right back at him, daring him to say something.
"Ray sent you?" His lips pursed in thought as the front door opened to a customer, so he finally turned to answered the insistent ringing. He continued to watch Kathy as she dealt with the customer. Observing old man Finley leave with a sparkle in his eye and a bulge in his pants caused Don to become aware of his own partial stiffy.
It was a nearing noon before the two finally got a break from the every day business of running City Hall. Kathy had just stepped right in and went to work like it was something she did everyday. Customers had been surprised but very pleased to see her and everyone she dealt with and left with a smile. Especially the men.
"You seem to have worked in here before," Don commented.
Kathy laughed, "Yes I have. Sharon's had me in here when you were gone so I could help Wanda."
"I bet that was fun."
"Wanda is a little difficult, but I like Sharon and didn't mind giving her a hand."
Don let the image that had greeted him yesterday of Wanda with her face buried in Sharon's muff pass through his mind. He wondered just what kind of "hand" Kathy had given Sharon in the past. And then he wondered what kind of "hand" he could convince her to give him.
"There's something I'd like to ask you but it's a bit personal. Would you mind?" Kathy nervously twisted a pen in her fingers.
"Not at all, ask away."
Kathy took a deep breath as if to steady herself but this caused those very pretty breasts of her's to push even harder against her sweater. Don just got a glimpse of rock hard nipples and the old man in his pants twitched again. "Sharon sent me an email yesterday that had a video attached that was very informative. And then when Ray called me this morning he just acted kinda weird, like he knew that I had received the video. Did you know Sharon was going to send it to me? It seemed like something she'd want to keep quiet, or personal maybe."
As Don's eyes hadn't left the front of Kathy's sweater so it took him a moment to process what she had said. A feeling of dread began to fill him. Without bothering to answer Kathy he jerked open his desk drawer and pulled out a key to Sharon's office.
Jumping up, he headed over to the office door and opened it. After flicking on the lights, it took only moments before he located the camera. "Fuck!" he swore viciously, at the same time giving the bitch props for being so clever.
Hearing the front door open and Kathy greeting a customer gave Don a few minutes to think. He rounded the desk and booted up the computer. It took no effort at all to find the video, Sharon had left it in plain site. Pulling up her email he clicked open the "sent" folder and his eyes widened at what he saw there. It seemed Sharon had neatly informed a few different people of yesterday's antics.
As he sat drumming his fingers on the desk, Kathy came in the room. "I uh, I locked the front door for lunch. Are you okay? I didn't mean to upset you."
Don shoved his fingers through his thick black hair and leaned back in the chair. His blue eyes staring at the computer screen, his mind searching for words to say that wouldn't make him sound like a complete idiot. "I ah... had no idea she did that. Sharon kind of surprised us all yesterday."
"Yesterday? That happened just yesterday? Wow. And in here too," Kathy sat on the edge of the desk beside Don as she looked around the office. Her skirt rode up her thighs exposing creamy skin to Don's gaze. "So where are Sharon and Wanda today? Why aren't they here at work?"
Don couldn't help himself, his hand went to all that warm waiting skin and settled on Kathy's knee. "Sharon quit yesterday after her little session and Wanda's out shopping for new clothes. What all did you see in the video?" His hand gently stroked the softness beside him, his fingers sliding and caressing Kathy's leg.
Kathy unconsciously let her legs open slightly wider, "Umm... uh, just you and a woman that I assumed was Sharon. Her head was kinda cut off by the camera angle. But you were... oh mmm..." She moaned quietly as he hand slid softy up her thigh.
"God you have the most gorgeous legs. Why the hell are you a librarian?"
"Well, when I came back after college I needed a job and, uh Mary gave me one." She was breathing heavier, her legs falling apart even farther.
Don continued his stroking of her leg letting his fingers glide higher and higher. He couldn't believe how silky smooth her skin was; it fascinated him. He now had both hands on her leg, running them up and down. Kathy's small, high pitched sounds made under her quickened breaths combined with the faint musky scent coming from under her skirt had him rock hard.
He glanced quickly up at her face, to check her reaction. Kathy's head was tilted back, her eyes closed, she leaned back on her hands, causing her nipples to strain against the tight sweater. With her legs now wide open and her skirt riding up nearly to her crotch, Don decided to see how far he could take it.
Leaning forward, he laid his lips on her leg just above the knee. Kathy gasped and a soft, "oh yes," could barely be heard. Don let just the tip of his tongue reach out to taste. Strawberries! Oh god she tasted like fresh strawberries.
"If you're going to stop, me do it now," he growled, fingers tightening on her legs.
His words seemed to bring Kathy back to awareness. Her green eyes snapped wide open and met his, full of swirling emotions. As Don's thumbs made little circles on the inside of her knees, Kathy eyes cleared. She reached down and pulled her skirt all the way up, exposing her lack of panties and bare, shaved mound to Don.
"When Ray called and asked if I'd come in, I wore this outfit on purpose. And I didn't wear any panties on purpose." In one quick move she pulled her sweater over her head and dropped it on the desk. "And I wore my prettiest bra on purpose. That video of you made me so hot that I made myself cum twice last night just thinking about you doing that to me."
Don quickly stood up and captured her lips with his. Tongues twisted and twined together. Kathy's hands tangled in Don's thick black hair, holding him close. It seemed that an explosive fire began to rage inside Don. This woman's lips were causing electric currents to flash straight to his gut like none had ever done before.
When the kiss finally ended, he leaned back to look deep in those green eyes. "I don't know what's going on here, but I'm going to have you."
Kathy leaned farther back on the desk, giving him full access. As Don's mouth assaulted her neck and shoulders, breathing and tasting that sweet berry scent, his hands came up to enclose her breasts. Big and firm, they felt so good in his hands. Nipples poked into his palms like little pebbles.
His fingers pulled down the thin pieces of pink lace and gently rolled and pulled on those pebbles. As Kathy's moans increased, Don left a trail of kisses across her firm mounds in search of the pleasure giving nubs. Taking the berry in his mouth and sucking felt like coming home. His hard cock pulsed in time to his suckling, fingers massaging each breast as if milking them for more.
