Brandy was the newest employee in the office, and just then, she was probably the most worried. Only 18 years old, just out of high school and on her first job for only a week, but even she knew the importance of the file and that it should never have been deleted. A more experienced clerical worker might have been able to cover up her mistake, either laying the blame on somebody else or otherwise appearing innocent. However, Brandy was both naΓ―ve and honest. She knocked on her supervisor's door, went in when ordered to, and confessed her booboo, telling him how sorry she was.
"You did what!" Maxwell Strong roared. "Do you realize what this means? We are going to have to put in weeks of overtime to restore all the data you lost, and, even then, I'm not even sure we can do it."
Actually, he was making that up. The company's information management department had sense enough that they would never have allowed such an important file to even exist without multiple backup. As soon as it was deleted, the mainframe had noted the fact and replaced the file with an exact copy. No harm whatsoever had been done. However, Strong was sure the young lady in his office didn't know that, or she wouldn't have even bothered coming to tell him about it.
He had been watching Brandy ever since her first day, not only to evaluate her work, but because she was such a beauty. He watched all the young hotties that worked for him, and she was the hottest of the bunch, tall, with long, dark hair, big tits and a gorgeous ass. He hadn't gotten a good look at her face before, but he did so now, and it was just as pretty as her body was sexy, with a clear complexion, big, brown eyes and a very pretty mouth. As he looked at her, his main thoughts were to scheme how he could get his cock into that pretty mouth, and into her cunt, and he believed this was his chance.
Mr. Strong had been sitting in his swivel chair but he got up and, after locking the door, returned to stand in front of his desk, the better to confront and intimidate his intended victim. Although she was tall, he was well over six and a half feet from his black wingtip shoes to his iron grey hair, and he towered over Brandy as he scowled at her.
"Well, what are you going to do about it?" he asked. "You're on probation here, aren't you?"
"Y-y-yessir."
He had known that, but he wanted her to say it. Everything was going fine, so far. "Well, answer me. What are you going to do about it? I could fire you right here and now, you know. You're on probation and you really fucked up. That's two reasons I could fire you, isn't it?"
"Yes, sir. I'm very sorry, sir."
"I asked you what you're going to do about it. Are you deaf as well as dumb?"
"No sir. I'll do anything you want to make up for it. Please don't fire me."
"Why not? Why shouldn't I fire you after you fucked up so royally?"
"Please, sir, I'll do anything you want if you don't fire me."
"Anything?"
"Yes, sir. Anything."
That was what Maxwell Strong wanted to hear, and he was sure she meant it. "Unzip my pants," he ordered the trembling young woman.
"What?"
"You heard me. I said to unzip my pants. Maybe you really are deaf. I know you must be pretty dumb to fuck up the way you did."
"No, sir. Brandy reached out and pulled down on the zipper tab on Mr. Strong's fly.
"That's better. Now, take out my cock."
This time, she didn't question his order. From the fun he was having intimidating the beautiful girl and the thought of what he intended to do to her, his cock was almost erect. When her soft hand reached through the fly of his boxer shorts and wrapped around it, it got even stiffer. This gave Brandy a problem.
"It's too big, sir. I can't get it out."
"Then, take off my pants and shorts. Can't you figure that out?"
The scared young woman, trembling over the thought of what would happen next, obeyed his latest order. She unbuckled his belt, unhooked the clasp on his charcoal gray flannel pants, pulled them down to the floor and knelt there to pull them off Mr. Strong's feet as he stepped out of them. He wanted to leave his shoes on for better effect, so he didn't say anything about them. After unsnapping the waistband of his shorts and pulling them off the same way, she remained kneeling. She was not a virgin, and had even sucked off some of her boyfriends but she had never seen a cock as big as the one that was bouncing up and down inches from her face. Brandy was sure she knew what the next order would be, and she was right.
Although his outward visage remained stern, Mr. Strong was exulting inside. Everything was going perfectly, just the way he wanted, and he would see that it stayed that way. He looked at the girl kneeling at his feet and staring at his cock as if she had never seen one before. For all he knew, or cared, she hadn't.
"Stay right where you are. Stay on your knees and suck my cock," he ordered her, roughly putting a hand on her shoulder.
"Oh, please, sir. Don't make me put your big, nasty thing in my mouth. I can't do that."
"Oh, yes you can, and you will. If you don't want to go to prison for fucking up the company's records, you'll suck my cock." When Brandy still seemed reluctant, her tormentor grabbed the sides of her head and tried to jam his cock into her mouth, which remained closed.
"Open your mouth, and open it wide!" he commanded. When she did, he thrust his cock all the way inside the wet cavern, feeling it press up against the back of his victim's throat.
"Now suck it!"
Slowly and, at first, with the greatest reluctance, Brandy started to obey his latest order. She moved her head back until just the tip was between her lips, paused and moved forward, enveloping his cock again. Looking up into Mr. Strong's face and seeing that she was doing what he wanted, Brandy repeated the process. She repeated it a second time, but this time, when the tip of his cock was between her lips, she licked it, rather liking its velvety feel. Over and over, she stroked his big cock between her lips, with her tongue becoming more active as she continued. Besides licking the tip, she laved the entire shaft as it plunged into her mouth and as it was being withdrawn.
All the time she was sucking his cock, Brandy looked up into Mr. Strong's face, hoping she was doing it right. She was also hoping he would tell her she could stop. He did, finally, but it was not because of any mercy he may have had for the girl who was on her knees; it was to humiliate her even more.
"Take off your blouse and be quick about it. Fuck my cock between your tits."
After removing her mouth from around Mr. Strong's big cock, Brandy unbuttoned her white nylon blouse and shucked out of it, letting it drop to the floor. Reaching behind her back, she unhooked her bra and pulled it free too, allowing her succulent breasts to spill out in front of her. Mr. Strong smiled lewdly when he saw the twin beauties, and he smiled even more when Brandy moved closer and held one in either hand with his cock nestled between them. Slowly, she began moving her body up and down, caressing his cock with her big, luscious tits.
Her mouth had been warm and wet and wonderful, and Mr. Strong had derived immense pleasure, both physically and from the feeling of power it gave him when he made the hotty suck his cock. Her tits, one of the biggest and best pairs he had ever seen, felt great surrounding his cock, but he wanted more.
"Lick the end of my cock too."
He watched with mounting satisfaction as the girl lowered her head while she stroked his cock with her tits, taking the head between her lips and licking it. He was fucking two warm pillows of flesh, some of the best sex he'd ever had, and her lips and tongue were combining with them to drive him toward ecstasy. As great as everything felt, however, he knew the best part would be her cunt, and he was ready to start fucking her now.