Second Place Part 2
Terri waited impatiently in Danielle's office. It was now 3:10.
As ordered by Danielle, she had gone back to work after the humiliating
lunch suffering at the hands of her arch-rival. She had gone to the
records center and signed out the files Danielle had requested,
photocopied them, then returned them. Then she had left work early and
headed off to her meeting with Danielle.
As she had walked, she had pondered her situation. She had gotten
herself into hot water this time, and her worst enemy now had a video
tape of her, a happily married woman, willingly and wantonly fucking
two strange men. Now, to compound the problem even worse, she had
committed corporate espionage and was providing confidential client
information to her company's greatest rival. Not to mention Terri's
personal rivalry with Danielle.
Terri had mused about how far Danielle was going to take this. It
seemed that she had carefully and elaborately planned a lot of it.
Terri hadn't helped matters by eating right out of Danielle's hands and
falling for it.
Perhaps, the blonde hoped, Danielle just wanted to see her squirm for
awhile, after which she would stop.
Now, Terri waited, hoping that this whole escapade had been for the
purpose of getting the files which she held in a folder on her lap.
Though she was certain that her rival would at least make her sweat it
out for awhile. Looking over Danielle's office, Terri noticed, hanging
inconspicuously on the wall with the woman's degrees and
certifications, was the "2nd Place" ribbon which Terri had sent to
Danielle to taunt her. She was beginning to regret a lot of the nasty
things she had done over the years.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Danielle's entry.
"Hello, Terri, glad you could make it! Do you have what I asked for?"
Silently, the blonde held up the manila folder. "Great! I'll take
those. Any trouble getting those?"
"No," Terri whispered, offering the folder.
"Terrific. I knew I could count on you."
"Danielle....er...ma'am? I just wanted to say that I, well I know I
haven't been very nice to you sometimes, and well, I have done some
things that weren't very nice and weren't very professional, and I just
wanted to say that I'm sorry," Terri stammered.
"That's great, hon!" the brunette told her dismissively while taking a
cursory look thru the paperwork she had just gotten.
Breaking down into tears, Terri pleaded. "Please,
Danielle....ma'am.....I'm really sorry for what I've done. I love my
husband and that tape could ruin my marriage, please, you wouldn't want
to do anything that could ruin my marriage, would you? I'm sorry for
the things I did to you. I'll do anything to make it up. Really."
The young businesswoman was in tears.
Her rival, however, barely seemed to have heard her, interested more in
the paperwork in front of her. "This is great information here, Terri.
I really appreciate this! Especially considering the laws you broke
just to give me this information....." she trailed off, letting her
point drive itself home.
"What.....what's going to happen to me?" Terri pleaded, sobbing openly
now.
With that, Danielle put the file down and gave Terri her full
attention. "Ah. What's going to happen to sweet little Terri. It's
not complicated at all, really. I'll tell you to do things. You'll do
them. And I'll do my part, to not let anyone know about
your....um...indiscretions."
"H....how long?" Terri whispered, horrified.
"For as long as I want it to go on. I have no idea how long that might
be. How long have you been tormenting ME? Twenty years or so?"
Danielle was enjoying Terri's fear, feeding off of it. "Today at
lunch, you serviced me very well. But I realize you didn't get
anything out of it. Now, I'm going to give you the chance to do so.
Take off all your clothes."
"No thank you, ma'am....I don't need...."
"That wasn't a request. Take off your clothes, NOW." To punctuate,
Danielle reached for the telephone. "Should I call your company's
legal department, or your husband? Or just the police? Tough call."
She smiled as Terri shed her blazer, blouse and skirt. As she reached
for her pumps, Danielle told her that those could remain on.
Terri was offered a seat. "Don't cover yourself, honey," she was
chided as she put an arm over her tits and a hand over her pussy. "I'm
sure you want EVERYONE to see that 'superior body'! I, for one, am
VERY jealous! Don't cross your legs. Spread them."
Producing a rectangular box from her desk, Danielle opened it and
showed its contents to the naked blonde. "Recognize this, dear?" she
asked sweetly.
Terri did. When she had won the affections of one Bobby Marshall in
college, whom Danielle was also in love with, Terri had mailed the
package to the other woman. In the box was a rather large dildo, and
it had been sent with the note, "I got Bobby, but this is roughly the
same size. Enjoy, sweetums!!!"
"I did enjoy this--several times," Danielle reminisced. "I'd take it
out on lonely nights...you know, after you'd stolen a boyfriend, or a
job, from me. I'd work this little guy in and out of my cunt,
fantasizing about the day when I would take this and stick it up your
ass," she finished quietly.
"Danielle....PLEASE!! I'm sorry I did that! That was a long time ago!
PLEASE, I'm not like that anymore..."
Danielle laughed. "Hon, what are you talking about? You were like
that this morning! Remember? How did you say it, 'move over,
second-place, and see a real woman in action?' Or, 'Get out of my way,
second-place, and watch a pro at work'? So have you suddenly been
'born again' since this morning???" Thoughtfully she turned the dildo
over and over in her hands. "I may indeed stick this in your ass. But
for now, I'll just have you have some good clean fun. Get up on my
desk."
Terri obediently climbed on the desk.
"Lie down, on your back. Facing the window. Now spread your legs."
The blonde complied. She was quite a sight to behold, and Danielle, an
active bisexual, appreciated it very much. Offering the dildo to
Terri, she ordered, "Fuck yourself with it. Slide it in. I can see
you're already wet." And it was true. Despite the utter humiliation
the blonde businesswoman felt, she was also quite aroused by her
situation, and the dildo easily slid in.
Danielle would have loved to have stood in front of Terri and watched.
Hell, she would have loved to have joined in. But she had work to do.
Leaving Terri to her own devices, she grabbed the manila folder and
took a seat on the other side of her desk, and began poring over the
paperwork.
Terri worked the dildo in and out of her cunt, taking care to cause it
to make a lot of obscene slurping sounds. If she was going to be
forced to humiliate herself like this, she might as well make it
difficult for the bitch to concentrate on her work. Occasionally
Danielle would look up from her work and order her, "Faster." Terri
switched hands several times, and her hands began tiring quickly.
"How long....." Terri ventured to ask once.
Sharply, Danielle retorted, "Until I tell you to stop, bitch! Or WOULD
you like that in your ass instead?"
"No, ma'am," the blonde mumbled, redoubling her efforts with the dildo.
She WAS very aroused. Her nipples were rock hard, and she began using
her free hand to play with them. The other woman made no move to stop
her.
Looking out the window at one point, Terri saw--FEET??? Then she
realized that she was seeing the window-washer's platform, and that
they were doing the windows on the floor above them.
Terri's blood ran cold as she came to the realization that the
window-washers would be moving down to THIS floor next, and that they
would have a clear, unobstructed view of her masturbation through the
window.
"Danielle....I mean, ma'am...." Terri pleaded. To her credit, her
pace with the dildo never faltered.
"Yes, hon?" Danielle responded, buried in paperwork.
"Outside the window...the window-washers...."
"So? They're there every week. Don't the windows get washed in your
building?"
"Please...they're STRANGERS...they'll see...." Terri protested.
"Do you mind? I'm trying to read here," Danielle chided.
Just then, the window-washers moved down to the floor which Danielle's
office was on. As Terri had feared, the three men saw her right away.
The blonde had no choice but to keep fucking herself with the plastic
cock. Needless to say, no other windows would be getting cleaned that
day.
Looking up from her work, Danielle instructed Terri, "Get on your hands
and knees. Fuck yourself doggy-style with that cock. No, facing them.
I want them to see your expression while you screw yourself." Terri
did as she was told. "Faster and harder. I want them to see you cum."
There were distinct bulges in the trousers of the workers as they
watched. "Cum for them, Terri."
Terri's body betrayed her as she humped back against the dildo in this
obscene self-rape. She was, in fact, very close to cumming. Doggy
style was her favorite way to get fucked, though she would never admit
this to anyone, least of all her arch-rival.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Terri cried out as waves of
pleasure wracked her body. Her pussy was pulsating around the
pistoning dildo as she fervently worked it in and out. The sensations
were so intense that she dropped the dildo, quickly getting her fingers
back in just to have something, anything, filling her horny, wet cunt.
She brought herself off a second time with her fingers, then a third.
"You may stop now," Danielle announced. Terri actually had to be told
twice. As she came down from her pleasure high, she was again reminded
of her situation when she looked up and saw the three window-washers
staring lewdly in at her. The total humiliation swept over and
engulfed her again.
"Thank them," Danielle ordered her without looking up.
"What?"
"Thank those men for being such a terrific audience, hon."
Looking at the men outside the window, Terri whispered the words "Thank
you."
Exasperated, Danielle looked up. "For gods sake, you stupid bimbo,
THANK THEM. Go over to them. Kiss the glass."
So, clad only in heels, Terri hesitantly made her way over to the
glass, planting a soft kiss on it. "Use your tongue....lick the
glass," Danielle instructed. Terri did. The men took turns
"frenching" her back thru the glass.
"Press those 'superior tits' against the glass for them," she was
ordered next. So she mashed her 36D breasts against the window. It
was somewhat cold, and her nipples hardened again almost immediately.
"Go back to the desk. Sit on the edge of the desk, and let them watch
you lick your hard nipples," the brunette directed. "Spread your legs.
Let them see your pretty cunt." Blushing with shame, Terri did as she
was instructed. Still, part of her found the exhibitionism a bit
exciting, and she was ashamed to realize that she was wet, and was
hoping that she would next be told to play with her pussy again.
No such luck. "Come here, Terri," Danielle requested softly, writing
something down on a legal pad. Handing the pad to Terri, "Go show this
to those nice men."
Reading Danielle's scribblings to herself: "Encore Performance
tonight? 8 p.m. Regent Hotel, Room 1283!" Terri recoiled in shock.
"Ma'am....I can't!!! Steven will expect me home....he'll get
suspicious....."
"That's not my problem. You're going to be at this hotel if I have to
drag you there. And either you can have some fun with those three
men....or I'll invite a few of my 'lady friends' up, and some of them
would love to take turns shoving that dildo up your ass, believe me.
What is it going to be?"
Beet-red, Terri walked over to the window and held up the note for the
men. All three of them eagerly acknowledged that, yes, they would be
there to get serviced by the blonde beauty. Finally, Danielle got up
and put an end to this round of Terri's humiliation, by drawing the
window blinds.
"Now....back to business. Sit down," Danielle indicated a chair in
front of her desk, herself sitting in her own chair behind the desk.
"Oh, hon, some of your juices got on my desk there. You wanna lick
that up for me, please?" Terri got right to it, hoping that would be
all she would have to lick today.
Just then someone knocked at Danielle's door. "Come in," she
announced. A woman, probably around the same age as Danielle or Terri,
came in.
"I'm going to be taking off a little early tonight, to pick up my
kids," the newcomer said.
"That's fine, Jeanie. Have a good night," Danielle responded. The
woman left, seemingly having thought nothing was odd about a beautiful
blonde woman, totally naked, licking her boss' desk.
"That's good enough," Danielle assured the other businesswoman. "Now,
I just need you to sign this." She passed a paper to Terri.
"What is it?"
"Your resignation from your company, effective immediately." She
brightened. "I've decided to offer you a job here!"
"What kind of 'job'?" the blonde asked suspiciously.
"Oh, what does it matter? You're going to sign it, and you're going to
be working for me. I need a new secretary anyway."
"But....I have years of experience....college...." Terri fumbled.
"That's nice. But you won't be needing them here," Danielle explained.
"Now SIGN IT," she added in a no-nonsense tone.
What choice did Terri have? She signed the resignation.
"Great!" Danielle bubbled. "I'll see that our mailroom gets this over
there right away! And, welcome aboard!" Danielle was ever the
enthusiastic new employer. "You know," she confided, "I think you're
gonna be better off here than there. I hear that company is about to
take a turn for the worse..." Terri's new boss patted the manila file
folder and grinned.
Terri was speechless.
"What, don't you have any words of thanks to offer your new boss?"
Terri mumbled a "thank you". "Come on now, is that anyway to thank
someone who hired you, despite your history of adultery and corporate
espionage?" Hiking up her skirt and spreading her legs, Danielle gave
her new secretary her first official task. "Get over here, on your
knees! Under the desk, honey. You'll be spending a lot of time under
there!"
Danielle made an honest effort to get some work done. But it was just
no use. No worry, she assured herself as Terri's tongue snaked in and
out of her cunt. Now that she had hired new help, the work would cum
easy.
