It was a cold, blustery day in Minneapolis as Mary Richards hurried to her job in the WJM-TV newsroom. Snow flurries melted on her rosy cheeks. Each breath she exhaled turned to white mist. She longed to be at her warm, cozy desk with her little heater warming her feet. In spite of the weather, she was happy because she knew she was going to make it after all, and she threw her little knit cap high in the air in a spontaneous expression of joy. She arrived at the office and exchanged greetings with Murray, her friend and co-worker. "Hi, Mare, cold enough for you?" Murray quipped. She and Murray had become such close friends that they addressed each other by the first syllables of their names.
"It's colder than a witch's tit, Mur," Mary said. Then she blushed because she had said "tit" without thinking. As she turned to her desk, she saw the terse, unsigned note waiting there for her. It said, "DON'T FORGET WHAT DAY IT IS!" Distracted by the weather, she had forgotten it was Friday, and every Friday was Mr. Grant's blowjob day. Mr. Grant had given her her nice job on the condition that every Friday she had to give him his choice of a handjob or blowjob. Most of the time, he insisted on a blowjob. He only had a handjob when he was in a hurry and wanted it over with quickly.
Mary tapped on his door and heard his gruff voice say, "Come in!" She cracked the door and peeked in. He had started without her. His huge, club-like cock was in his hand and he was slowly stroking it up and down. "You're five minutes late!" he said.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Grant. The blizzard slowed me down. It won't happen again."
Mr. Grant scowled. "Well, get your ass over here and get started. I've done most of your work for you already." Mr. Grant pulled his chair back so Mary could get in the well under his desk. "Pull your sweater up. I want to play with your titties." Mary pulled her sweater up and unhooked her bra, releasing her perky tits. The cold had made her nipples as hard as inch-long bullets. Mr. Grant took hold of them and rolled them between his thumbs and fingers. "I'll warm these nips up for you," he said.
"Do you want a blowjob or a handjob, Mr. Grant?" Mr. Grant pushed his pants all the way down around his ankles so he could feel Mary's soft, warm body and long, black hair against his legs.
"Blowjob, Mary, and don't suck it too hard. I don't want to cum too quick." Mary had gotten used to sucking Mr. Grant's cock and actually enjoyed it. He was usually the one with the power over her, but when his cum shot into her mouth and he groaned and shook, it was Mary who had the power. She didn't even mind drinking the creamy fluid that fountained from his cock after her lips and tongue had worked on him for awhile. The first few times she sucked him off, he had complained that her blowjobs were "too toothy", but she had been inexperienced. He didn't complain now that she had become an expert cocksucker. Most of her experience had been gained right there under his desk, because Mary was a good girl who didn't even go down on her dates. She opened her mouth wide and lowered it onto Mr. Grant's cock.
"This is just the ticket on a cold day like this," Mr. Grant thought, as he watched his cockhead disappear into Mary's soft, warm mouth.
Meanwhile, down in the studio, Murray was having one of his many spats with the inept, arrogant anchorman, Ted Baxter. "Ted, you fucked up the lines I wrote for you again. You know what I've got to do." Ted sighed and accepted his punishment. He dropped his tailored pants and bent over the news desk. Murray's long, thick cock slid smoothly through Ted's asshole. Ted always pretended to hate it, but he had come to love the feel of Murray's cock stretching his tight anus, and sometimes he even mispronounced Murray's copy on purpose just to get a fucking. "It's really appropriate to be fucking such an asshole in the asshole," Murray thought. His thought made him chuckle.
Speaking of chuckles, Chuckles the Clown, wearing his clown make-up and dressed in his costume, was churning butter in Sue Ann Niven's Happy Homemaker kitchen. Actually, he was churning her butter. A completely naked Sue Ann was on the kitchen table with her ass at the edge and her ankles in the firm grip of the clown's hands. Chuckles' baggy clown-pants were around his ankles. It was a very comical sight, but there was nothing funny about the way he was pumping his fat dick in and out of Sue Ann's immaculately groomed cunt. Sue Ann squeezed her round tits and tugged on her nipples. "Chuckles isn't much to look at, but he can fuck with the best of them," she thought. Just when Sue Ann thought she was going to cum, the door swung open and in walked Mary's neighbor Phyllis. Phyllis had come by to pick up some recipes that Sue Ann had promised her. "You stupid bozo, I thought you locked the door!" Sue Ann scolded.
"I thought you did," Chuckles said as he withdrew his dripping cock from her.
Phyllis was shocked speechless at first. She gave everyone the impression that she was somewhat prudish, but she was really very open-minded. The sight of Sue Ann's beautiful body inflamed her lust. She suspected her husband Lars of having an affair with Sue Ann and now she understood why he would want her. But, what impressed her more than Sue Ann's lovely body was the size of Chuckles' cock. It was as thick as her wrist and at least nine inches long. Her husband Lars had only four inches. She had to take it up her ass to get any feeling out of it at all. She hadn't even been getting much of that lately and, as a result, she was constantly horny. "Don't stop on my account," she said. "It's not as though I've never seen anyone fucking before." Her shock had passed and now she had trouble suppressing her laughter.
"Well, okay," Sue Ann said.
"Stick it back in, Chuckles." She glared at Phyllis.
"You spoiled my orgasm. I was almost there." Chuckles shoved his cock back in and started pumping.
"I'm sorry I ruined it for you," Phyllis said. "Maybe if I help out a little I can make up for it." She began caressing Sue Ann's beautiful breasts, and before long, she had a nipple in her mouth.
Meanwhile, back in Mr. Grant's office, Mary was making good progress on Lou's cock. She usually had to work on him for thirty minutes to make him shoot, but judging by the amount of pre-cum she was swallowing, she would get him there a little quicker this time. Just then Mary's best friend Rhoda stuck her head in the door. "Mary, I just wanted to see if you...OH, MY GOD...YOU ARE SUCKING LOU'S COCK! I've never seen a dick that big before." Mary's pretty face turned beet-red and she stammered as she tried to think of something to say.
"Come and get a closer look, Rhoda," Lou invited.
