I work as a secretary for an advertising agency in an office with 22 men. There are only three women working here. I'm in a minority because I'm a woman and because I'm White. But it didn't bother me. At the time I hadn't slept with a black guy, but being around Black men, and hearing the Black women talk about their abilities in the bedroom I was tempted to try out some chocolate.
I'm one of those women who prefer to work around men. I've found that women tend to be too petty in an office environment. Plus, having to deal with that time of the month each and every month, makes for a tense and crazy atmosphere.
Working around these men I get the usually cat calls and sexual innuendos, but it doesn't bother me at all. As long as there's no physical harassment going on, I can deal with the boys will be boys mentality of these men.
Out of the group of men there are 4 of them who talk shit to me at the office; you know the usual bullshit brothas talk. Things like, how much dick their packing, what they can do with it and how long they can do it. I call them the "Bad Boys.' It's all amusing to me, because I know for the most part they all full of shit.
One evening I was working late with Sammy, he's the leader of the group. After I finished my work and went to his office to let him know I was leaving. I got there and he was watching a damn porno movie on his portable DVD player. He tried to close it when I came in, but I got a glimpse of the movie. I walked over and opened it up. There was this scene of this white girl on her knees giving a brotha a blow job. The brotha was packing at least 10 inches of prime meat.
The bitch was taking every inch down her throat. I looked at Sammy and shook my head and walked out.The next day he came by my desk and in a low voice he said.
"You think you could suck a dick like that?"
"Hell yeah I can suck a dick like that." I said.
He looked at me like he couldn't believe I said yes. With his tail between his legs he walked away. Later that morning he was by my desk again, this time he handed me a note that said, "I'm from Missouri, that's the show me state." I can see this brotha needs to be broken down like a fraction to his lowest term. He was determined to fuck with me the rest of the day. As the office staff began to depart for lunch, I put my plan in motion.
Sammy rarely goes out for lunch, so I knew he would be in his office. With only three of us in the office I went to his office. I walked in and closed the door behind me.
"Okay show me man' lets do this, show me what you got." I said, with my hand extended.
"What are you talking about?" He said. "You wanted to know if I could suck a dick like that and your little note today suggest you wanted me to show you."
"So you're saying you want to blow me?"
"No, I'm here to show you I can suck a dick like that."
"Are you serious?" "Whip it out and I'll show you how serious I am."
I walked up to him and unzipped his pants; he had this "holly shit" look on his face.
I pulled his dick out and it was soft. I stroked it a few times and got it hard. The brotha was packing 4 inches of dick. I looked at him with a disappointing look and said.
"I can suck a dick like that, but I can't suck a dick like this."
"What the fuck does that mean?" He said.
"Well you asked me if I could suck a dick like that and I told you yes. Your dick isn't like that, he was packing a shot gun, and you're packing a cap gun."
"I thought size doesn't matter to you women."
"It doesn't to a man. Hey, don't worry this will be our little secret. You can still brag about how big you are with the other Bad Boys. I promise I won't tell."
"You weren't going to do anything in the first place, so leave my office."
"Okay, I'm leaving big little man."
One down three to go, I was on a mission to put all of them in their place. My next project was David he was the bothersome crouch holder. He couldn't talk to you without touching his crouch. He was always telling me what he could do with me if he was alone with me. I patiently waited to get him in the perfect situation. A couple of weeks after my encounter with Sammy, David's day finally arrived.
David and Sammy were working late together on a project they needed to have done ASAP. I left the office at 5:00pm. I knew they were going to be at the office working late. I went home and changed clothes. I put on red matching bra and panties, red garters and red fishnet stockings and nothing else. I put on my long sable coat and returned to the office at 9:00pm.
When I go to the office I saw the two of them taking in Sammy's office. I could see the shadow of their heads through the shades in the window of Sammy's office. I approached the office doorway and could hear a woman's voice moaning and groaning. I peeped in on them and they were watching that same porno I walked in on Sammy watching. I entered the office and said.
"Do you prefer the movie or the real thing?" I walked over to David and dropped my sable.
"What the hell is this Patricia?" He said.
With Sammy sitting there in shock, I walked over to Sammy's desk and spread my legs and leaned forward stretching out on the desk. I looked over my right shoulder and said.
"Here it is David, now do all the things to my pussy you've told me you wanted to do." His weak ass just stood there looking at Sammy. The two of them was standing there looking at each other like lost sheep. I got up and marched over to David; I slipped my hand into my panties and secured the fresh scent of pussy on my fingers. I ran my hand under his nose and said. "It's called bragging when you can't back it up."
I strolled out of the office and left the two of them in a condition of disbelief.
I set my sights on getting Gerald, the 3rd member of the "Bad Boys." Gerald is an asshole, he thinks he's God's gift to women. He's always telling me the reason I won't sleep with him is because I'm a lesbian. He thinks if a woman doesn't want to get with him, something must be wrong with her. Like I said he thinks he's God's gift to women. I knew several of the guys liked to go to strips bars. I overheard them one day talking about the Blue Flame. I found out it was one of those not so good joints. The kind you could get a lap dance and/or a blow job for the same price.
I found out that the Blue Flame did male reviews on Thursday nights. Between 7:00pm and 9:00pm they would have male dancers performing. After three days of flirting, Thursday had arrived. I told him I had a friend dancing at the Blue Flame and I wanted him to take me. After putting it on him during the week, he was more than happy to take me up on the offer.
We agreed to meet at the club at 8:00pm later that night. He was waiting at the front door for me when I showed up. He was so into me at that moment, he didn't even notice that the club was full of women. We got a seat as the dancer was leaving the stage. I spotted an empty table at the front of the stage, we darted for it. The dancer came out and Gerald eyes almost fell out his head.
"What the fuck Patricia, did you know it was guys dancing?" he said
"Yeah, didn't you?" I said.
"Hell no I didn't know."
"I'm sorry; I thought you knew it was male dancers on Thursday nights."
"No I didn't know."
The dancer came to the edge of the stage right in front of us. He was wearing a g-string with the face of a dragon. The dragon's tongue served as a sleeve for his massive dick. Seeing Gerald's face as that big black dick was flapping in front of him was very gratifying to me. He got up and stormed out of the club, but not before calling me a little tease. Not wanting to let a good thing go to waste, I stayed at the club and enjoy some nice slabs of beef.
Now I was down to my final "Bad Boy," Willie, AKA "Sweet Dick Willie. He says he has the sweetest dick around. He would tell me it was so sweet that this one woman use to blow him and because his dick was so sweet, she ended up getting two cavities. He would talk big shit like, "Patricia you know if you're a diabetic you can't have any of me." Stupid shit like that.