The Hand on Her Head

"Beautiful."

Danny Dent smiled, leaning back in the office chair, his hands clasped behind his head. On the screen was a perfect digital image of a petite blonde woman, eyes closed, peeling off her bold red blouse. No matter how many times he looked at the photograph, he was still amazed at the sight of the young, married Sadie Simpson performing a strip tease for their boss.

"Can't believe that bitch acts so tough with a chest like that!"

At the corner of the screen, crumpled in a ball at her feet was Sadie Simpson's padded bra. Without the extra padding, she had the most demure bust he had ever seen.

He clicked the mouse. The picture faded into a second image. This time the young blonde was kneeling in front of the elderly CEO, Mr. Fukszia. Old Man Fukszia's hands were tangled in Sadie's long, blonde tresses, his eyes closed in ecstasy as she performed what must have been one hell of a blowjob! The intrepid Danny Dent had only been able to capture the image from this angle, but with this added to the first picture, it was obvious who was sucking off the boss.

"Should have fucked her when you had the chance, old man."

Danny sat up in his boss' chair. He had bribed the night janitor to let him in and after that he had little difficulty accessing Fukszia's computer. Danny's hunch that the old man kept his password on a yellow sticky note proved correct. It had been easy to download the pictures and attach them to an email in his boss' name.

"I could send these to your husband. Do not reply to this email or I will. Meet me tomorrow night in the conference room. 11 p.m."

He typed in Sadie Simpson's email address and clicked 'send.'

"You've got mail," Danny cackled to himself until tears filled his eyes, twirling around in his boss' chair. He thought of the digital transmission twisting through the thin wires to reassemble those damaging images onto the unsuspecting young wife's computer.

The office was dark at that time of night. Sadie shook with a chill even though the office was quite warm. Few lights were on as she made her way down the dim hallway to the conference room.

***

She paused at the door, trying to calm herself. Sadie had not been able to sleep since that day in her boss' office when he had blackmailed her into performing that lewd blowjob. And now there were pictures!

She had wanted to ignore the disgusting images. But how could she? If her beloved Billy were to see those pictures, her marriage would be over.

Trembling, she turned the knob on the door and entered the dark conference room.

For a moment, Sadie felt that she was alone. Then, she heard soft whispers from the darkness. There was more than one person in the room with her!

With a click, brilliant fluorescent light flooded the room. Sadie gasped in shock as she squinted at the two men in front of her.

One was short and fat, his hair a thick, greasy black. She recognized him at once as Moe, a slick talker from marketing that she had noticed looking at her many times in the past.

Standing beside him, looking petrified at the slim young bride, was a sandy-haired youngster she recognized as the boy who delivered her mail. His name escaped her.

"Well, Sader, its good to see you're on time."

The petite blonde whirled around. Danny Dent stood tall and muscular, a superior smile on his face.

"What is going on here?" Sadie was confused. She had expected to see her boss, not the handsome office playboy.

Danny took a step towards her.

"It's ok, Sader. I understand how confusing this all must be. You see, Fukszia wasn't the only one who got to see a show yesterday."

Danny showed her the digital camera in his hand.

"He was making so much noise you must not have heard me knock."

Sadie shook her head slowly back and forth. "No. Oh, no!"

"Yep." Danny grinned. "Caught the whole thing. Fukszia's got money and power. There's lots of stuff he can give me to cut his face out of these pictures."

He set the camera on the conference table that dominated the middle of the room.

"You, though," he continued, "What do you have that could persuade me not to post those pictures all over the Internet?"

"You can't...you won't!"

Danny walked around the table, putting a hand on Moe's shoulder. Moe smiled broadly with yellow teeth.

"Oh, I can and will. Moe and my friend Timmy here loved the pictures, didn't you boys?"

Moe nodded, while Timmy smiled sheepishly.

"I bet I could make a lot of money on those pics. Especially if I explain how it was a young, supposedly faithful wife sucking her boss off for a promotion."

"That's not true! He was blackmailing me. Just like you, you piece of shit!"

Danny said nothing, removing more pictures from his back pocket. He tossed them onto the table; images of Sadie Simpson's sexy strip tease and subsequent oral infidelity caught forever on film.

"You say that, but those pictures don't show it. Hell, from that strip tease, looks to me like you seduced the poor guy! I'll bet hubby would believe any story he was told after he sees these!"

Sadie clenched her fist, rage infusing her body. Her shoulders felt tight with tension. She wanted to fight, to run, something. Then her eyes fell to the pictures.

There she was, on her knees, her boss enjoying her mouth. Another picture showed her removing her bra, revealing pert pink nipples. It never should have happened, but she'd had no choice.

Just as she now had no choice.

She lowered her eyes in shame, tears dripping slowly off her cheeks. Danny saw the young blonde's submission and slapped Moe and Timmy on the shoulders.

"She's all yours, boys, but remember to leave that pussy for me!"

Moe licked his lips, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his hairy chest. Timmy fumbled with his own clothes as Moe closed in on the young wife.

Danny moved over to the corner of the room and aimed the digital camera at Sadie. This time, it appeared he was recording video. He watched as the fat salesman waddled up to Sadie and grabbed a fistful of her blonde hair. She cried out but her scream was muffled by Moe's thick lips as he shoved his tongue into her mouth. She squirmed and moaned as the overweight greaseball tore open her blouse, sending buttons flying.

"Please, not so rough." Sadie gasped as Moe manhandled the cups of her bra.

"I'll be as rough as I want, slut!" Moe grunted. "You've been stuck up bitch around here for long enough. Now you get what you deserve!"

With a fat hand that looks like a meathook, Moe ripped the front of her bra away, revealing her small chest and luscious pink nipples.

"Jesus Christ! I've never seen a grown woman with such small tits!"

Moe was breathing heavily as he bent down to bite Sadie's nipples. She cried out in agony as the arrogant salesman abused her, working the tender flesh into unexpected hardness. She tried to push him away, but it was no use. He was too wide. Slowly, he guided her to the conference table.

"Let's see if that ass is as small as everything else."

Moe whirled the tiny wife around and slammed her over the table, her hands scattering the pictures of her infidelity. The fat bastard slobbered behind her, yanking at the waist of the skirt until he could pull it down over her firm ass.

"No! No! Please...no!"

She cried a litany of negatives as Moe rubbed sweaty hands over her ass, her eyes shut tight as if she could wish the disgusting man away. He slapped her smooth buttocks, leaving a handprint like his own private brand on her ass.

"Goddamn that's a nice tight ass you got, Mrs. Simpson. Does your husband ever fuck you between those sweet little cheeks, baby?"

Sadie clawed at the table, finally comprehending what Moe intended to do.

"NO! Oh God! Don't do that! I've never done that!"

"Well, then I get to break that virgin ass myself."

A sickening grin crept across Danny's handsome face as he recorded the young wife's expression of shock while Moe hooked a meaty fist in her panties and ripped them away from her beautiful ass. As Danny panned the camera around the room, he zeroed in on Timmy standing wide-eyed beside the table.

"What are you waiting for, Big Tim? She's still got a free hole! See if your pecker can stop her screaming!"

Even in her state of anguish, Sadie was alert enough to wonder why this shy, scrawny kid would be called "Big Tim."

Maybe it was an ironic nickname, she thought, while the young man shed the rest of his clothes in a flash, revealing a pale, skinny body... and a massive cock. "Big Tim" may have only weighed 140 pounds or so, but he was hung like a horse! His enormous penis was engorged and sticking straight out from his body as he climbed up onto the table.

Moe smeared some lube on his cock and then grabbed the helpless young wife with both hands around her waist, which was tiny enough that his bloated fingers could touch each other. "Get ready, baby! Ol' Moe's gonna' give you what you really need!"

"No...oh no. Don't..." Sadie cried, trying to free herself from Moe's wet grip as he probed at her puckered anus with his slickened cockhead.

Moe held her still, shoving the puffy tip of his cock past the tight ring of her rectum. Tight flesh pulled back on his cock, and he gritted his teeth at the exquisite pain, enjoying the wriggling young wife struggling beneath his fat body.

"Aieeee! Nooooo...mmmf!"

Timmy caught Sadie in mid-scream and shoved his humongous cock into her mouth. Sadie had never experienced anything like it and she immediately choked on his invading cock, spit bubbling up in her mouth and dripping down her chin.

"God, you're so beautiful, Mrs. Simpson!"

Timmy groaned, ramming his thick hog viciously in and out of Sadie's married little mouth.

"Yeah! Beautiful!" Danny smiled as he filmed the tiny blonde being hammered between their two co-workers, cocks in her mouth and asshole. "That's it, Moe! Stretch that ass!"

"So fucking tight!" Moe groaned, each thrust into the wife's ass pushing Timmy's fat cock further down her throat.

Sadie Simpson alternated between agonizing pain and deep humiliation as the two men abused her pretty body. Slowly, her ass became used to the pounding thrusts of the oily salesman and she moaned as she felt Moe's fingers slide into her wet pussy. Uncontrollable wisps of desire flared from her clit as Moe worked her fevered asshole and massaged her swollen bud with expert timing. Sadie tried in vain to ignore the illicit heat burning in her body, but couldn't stop the intense pleasure from overtaking her.

Moe sensed the change in the young wife as she rocked back on his cock. He began to work his fingers faster in her cunt, slamming hard into her ruined ass.

Timmy couldn't hold back his tortured load having finally obtained the mouth of the pretty office worker he had fantasized about for so long. He felt the young beauty suck hard on his cock -- or as much of it as she could handle anyhow -- and that was enough to take him over the edge. He moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as his cock burst in her mouth, his gooey liquid collecting on the young wife's hungry tongue and sucked down her throat to settle in her belly. She kept sucking his cock, slurping up every drop of his copious sperm until Big Tim finally had to pull his big cock out of her mouth.

Sadie gasped, her tongue licking the last of his cum from her lips. Moe pounded furiously in her ass, hammering the young beauty helplessly against the table.

"Ohh! God! I'm going to cum, Moe! Don't stop! Please! Don't stop! More! Fuck me more!"

Moe had no intention of stopping after her heard the final submission of the young wife. His own orgasm was close, his balls clenching, close to filling her ass with his cum. He fought back his own release, gripped the wife's thin waist and shoved his cock into her asshole as hard as he could.

"Yes! Fuck! Yes! I'm cummming, baby! Oh gawwwd!"

The young wife convulsed violently on the tabletop as she climaxed, screaming her passion to the sweating fat man behind her. Moe growled, and felt his balls loosen, releasing torrents of hot cum deep into Sadie's newly stretched asshole.

"That's right, bitch! Here's a load for that pretty little ass. Fuck!"

Danny caught it all on camera, the petite blonde wife lying exhausted on the table, Moe's cock buried in her ass.

Finally, Moe's cock softened and he pulled out, cum slopping out of Sadie's wrecked asshole and dripping down her thighs.

Danny shot one last minute of footage before he set the camera back down and began to remove his clothes. He didn't want this next part to live on anywhere but in his memories -- and hers.

Sadie didn't even notice. She was spent from the combination of emotional abuse and her own massive orgasm. She had fought so hard to hold back the tide of feelings, the final release made her black out. She was barely aware of Danny's firm hands pushing her up on the table, flipping her over on her back. Danny then climbed up on the table, lying over the tiny body.

He pinned her to the table top, his own massive frame covering the tiny woman completely. His cock was painfully hard, rubbing up against her pussy. Sadie's body responded as Danny's smooth chest rubbed against her taut pink nipples.

"Please...no more Danny."

Danny smiled cruelly at the whine in the young wife's voice.

"Don't worry, Sader. I won't let them touch you anymore, OK?"

Sadie Simpson sniffed, nodding her head.

"From now on, you'll only have to fuck me."

"Nooo!"

Her cry was pitiful, that of a helpless animal trapped by a much larger predator. Danny pushed the thick head of his cock past her pussy lips. He wasn't as big as Timmy's monster cock, but he was longer and wider than her husband. Her cunt was tight on his thick cock, stretching her farther than she had ever been stretched. Sadie cried painfully, spreading her legs to lessen the pain, allowing the large blond stud to penetrate deeply.

"Otherwise, we could always let Moe and Timmy have some more fun!"

"No! Not that! Please don't let them have me again!"

Danny slowly slid his cock in and out of the tortured wife's pussy. He could feel her cunt respond to his prick, opening warmly, allowing him to shove all the way to the hilt. He felt her trim thighs lift and her tiny heels dig into his buttocks, actually pushing him farther into her hungry body.

"That's it, baby! You see it's not so bad. I'll bet your husband can't give you what I can."

Sadie said nothing, turning her head in shame.

Danny leaned forward and whispered hotly in her ear. "That's right, slut. You can feel it can't you? You want me to fuck you hard and slow. Say it! I want to hear you beg another man to fuck you!"

Danny continued a slow teasing fuck, reveling in the feel of the small woman's snug little nookie.

Sadie moaned. Danny was not fucking her hard enough to do any more than drive her crazy. She yearned for more, her legs trying to pull him farther into her, but it was no use. He was holding back the full strength of his cock, waiting for the young wife to submit once and for all to his will.

"Oh, gawwwd...!"

Her cry of frustration echoed across the room. Timmy watched in wide-eyed astonishment as Danny slowly, mercilessly fucked Sadie Simpson. Timmy couldn't believe how hot the young wife was, still horny after a half-hour of ass fucking and cock sucking. Not only that, but Danny was actually going to make her beg for it! Timmy's admiration for the man soared.

"That's it, Sader." Danny murmured softly in her ear. "Tell me what I want to hear. Say it, and I'll give you what you need."

Sadie's petite body was burning with desire! Her mind darkened with lust. She forgot all about Moe and Timmy; as far as she was concerned, the other two men were no longer in the room. Thoughts of her husband were gone, too. There was only her treacherous colleague Danny Dent's cock throbbing inside of her lusting pussy, locked in the most passionate embrace imaginable.

"Yes!"

"Yes what... Mrs. Simpson?" Danny taunted.

Sadie looked him straight in the face, lust smoldering in her hazel eyes.

"I want you to fuck me. Slow and hard! Fuck me, Danny!"

Danny Dent howled in triumph.

"I knew it! You're nothing but a little whore! I feel sorry for your husband, having such a little tramp for a wife!"

Sadie's eyes flooded with tears of shame as the office stud pulled his cock all the way out and then slammed violently into her body. She screamed as his cock ripped into her, punching all the way into her belly. It didn't hurt. Instead his cock filled her to the point of bursting! She seemed to feel every pulsing muscle along its length as her pussy clasped tightly to the hammering organ. Never had she been so sensitive during sex. Never had she felt so complete!

"You like that, don't you...whore!"

Danny grunted, punctuating his words with a vicious thrust of his cock. The small-titted blonde beauty squealed, nails digging into the muscles of Danny's shoulders.

"From now on, I'm the only one who gets to fuck you, right, Sadie?"

"YES! THE ONLY ONE!"

Danny picked up his pace, laying it to the young blonde, shaking the conference room table with each thrust. His square-jawed face was grinning in triumph. Sadie closed her eyes in defeat.

"That includes your stupid husband, too, right slut?"

Sadie's tight little body was being driven to climax. Her thigh muscles tensed in anticipation of release. Danny kept up his firm pounding, proving with his relentless hammering that he now owned the young wife's cunt. She locked her legs around his waist, holding on to him as if life depended on it. Her mind was suddenly ripped apart by the largest orgasm of her young life.

"YES! MY PUSSY IS YOURS, BABY! FUCK ME, DANNY! OH GAWWWWD!"

Her body was sweating heavily, her head whipping from side to side as she screamed out her final submission. For just a moment, she blacked out again, the pleasure so intense she couldn't stand it. As she came back down from her high, she felt Danny's huge cock expand grotesquely inside her abused cunt, the head had grown to the size of a fat plum.

"Going to cum in your cunt, bitch! Going to make that pussy mine with my cum! Oh, yeah!" He groaned, his cock bursting into a flood of hot sperm inside of her pussy. The exhausted young wife could only lay there as she felt the blond stud's potent seed fill her helpless belly.

Her womb filled, Danny pulled out, cum spilling out of her freshly fucked cunt and dripping onto the table. She was lying on a bed of filthy pictures, two men's cum pooled around her ass.

After Danny dressed, he kissed the young wife on the mouth, his tongue probing deep. Sadie kissed him back, the will to fight totally fucked out of her young body.

Moe and Timmy followed Danny out of the room, moving quietly. They left Sadie alone and disheveled on the conference room table, her pussy beaten raw and leaking cum. Before leaving, Danny reminded her that her pussy was now his. Those pictures could show up anywhere: on the internet, around the office, even special delivery to her husband, Billy.

Sadie finally managed to gather enough strength to get off the table. She wiped up the large pool of cum off the cool surface, fully aware of the two loads that had been deposited into her ass and unprotected pussy. She fought back tears and finished cleaning up.

Going home was a nightmare! Her panties and bra were ruined, as well as her blouse. She had to make do with a stretched skirt and wearing an old forgotten raincoat hanging on the office coat rack.

She prayed Billy was not awake when she got home and was awarded with the only luck she had been given in the last two days. She showered her body, her legs rubbery. She tried her best to clean the dried cum from her pussy and ass, hoping her husband wouldn't notice the stretched appearance of her asshole and pussy.