Jessica knew what was coming, she had not exactly excelled at her new role at Head Office of Arkwright’s Extrusions Otley North Yorkshire.
She hadn’t done too badly as a receptionist at the Aluminium division but maybe she should not have gone for the role of secretary to the board of directors. The writing was on the wall, first a verbal warning, then the written one and now she had really really messed up sending a sealed bid to the wrong email address. It was only a matter of time.
Old Tom Arkwright came in to the office and sat down, “Thee’s fucked up big time this time Young Jessie,” he chided, “Sending quote to Beardmore’s not Breadmores, can’t thee read.
“I heard him wrong Mr Arkwright.” she apologised.
“Well that’s as may be,” old Tom acknowledged, “But lucky for us they saw the funny side, but I reckon thee’s spending thee’s day daydreaming,” he suggested, “Probably about shagging, I know that’s what I did when I were your age.”
“No!” Jessie protested, but he wasn’t wrong, she had this itch which wouldn’t go away, no matter how hard she tried,and she tried very hard, in fact she had already spent nearly an hour in the washroom wanking trying to make herself cum and it wasn’t lunchtime yet.
“You spends more time wanking than working young Jessica, you had two warnings, verbal and written so you know what comes next.”
“I’ll get my things,” Jessie sighed.
“No I spoke to young Jeremy and we think we have a solution,” Tom explained, “You’re over sexed, now obviously much as I’d like I can’t sort you out but I have done a rota and I reckon between the directors we can juggle things so they can spend a hour a day shaggimg you.”
“And you didn’t think to ask me first?” Jessie demanded.
“Oh no, It wouldn’t have been fair,” he said, “Getting thee hopes up if they weren’t up for it.”
“Well you can stuff your solution,” Jessie snapped, “I resign!”
“I thought you might say that,” Tom said, “Now as you know Arkwrights of Otley Plastics division supply the Motor industry, from Dash board to door handles and ash trays to Rover cars nainly.”
”No I didn‘t,” Jessie replied and she couldn‘t really care any less if she tried.
”And Dildos and that for Summers and Pirate Shops and that,” he continued, “So I thought mebbe if you stuck one of them up yourself you could have a little wank while you was working.”
“You randy old pervert,” Jessie gasped
“Thing is with young Alan joining company, and he’s a bit of a whiz with electronics, we though about branching out into vibrators and mebbe if you gets on all right with dilldos you could help design the new product,” Tom suggested, “Job’s yours if you want it.”
“You want me to stick a dildo up me and sit he answering the phone and typing?” Jessie asked.
“That’s about the long and short of it,” Tom says, “I got a ***********ion in a presentation box in me case look.”
Tom fumbled with his briefcase and pulled out a stylish leather bound presenation box and opened it for Jessica to see. There wer four huge Dildos, Jessica gasped at the size but lTom took one and showed Jessica that like Faberge dolls one fitted inside the next so while there only seemed to be four sizes each had three more smaller ones inside.
“Do you seriously think I’m going to put one of those up me,” Jessica asked
“Nay lass,” Tom reassured her, “First find out what size suits thee and I’ll get a nice soft feel one for thee, probably a couple as you probably need to go up a size or two after a bit.”
“Oh just like that?” Jessica snapped.
“No, wait till you get an itch and then do it!” Tom suggested, “You’ll need open crotch tights or stockings and suspenders, There’s some tights in me briefcase.”
“So that’s my choice is it,” Jessica challenged, “Company bike screwing the management, part time Dildo tester and receptionist all for one wage? Stick a mop up me bottom and I’ll do cleaning as well.
Poor old Tom looked ill, “You all right Mr Arkwright?” Jessie asked.
“No,"Tom replied, “Not with you on about having a dildo up yourself and a mop handle up your ass, it’s give me a woody fit for a Donkey.”
“Oh would you like a glass of water?” Jessie asked anxiously. as she stood up and rushed across to help old Tom. Her eyes widened as she saw he did indeed have a woody fit for a Donkey, “Oh gosh, sorry!” she spluttered.
“Sorry be buggered, lock the door and come sit on me cock!” Tom gasped, “If thee want’s job that is.”
Jessie made her decision, her itch was becoming unbearable, she locked the office door, pulled down her pantihose and panties and kickedthem off her feet together with her shoes and sat on the desk, then she took the smallest dildo,from within the smallest of the four sets and eased it up inside her vagina and began to wank.
“Yer making it worse,” Tom whined as he undid his fly and let his tool loose.
The Dildo wasn’t really doing it for her and Jessie looked longingly at Tom’s firm cock, temptation gnawed at her until she could stand it no longer, she stood up straddled Toms legs and sank down on his cock.
“Thee’s a lifesaver our Jess,” Tom sighed, “That’s wonderful.”
And then she stood up, “That’s all you’re getting you randy old goat,” she laughed.
Poor Tom gasped helplessly shot his load all over his trousers, “Thee’s got a cruel streak young Jessie,” he protested, “Thee should be a dommy natricks.”
“Oh well, perhaps I should,” Jessie agreed, “I think I could use a bit bigger thingy.”
Jessie went back to the briefcase and found several more dildos to try easing progressively larger ones up inside her until she found one which was rather too large so she went back to one size smaller.
Poor Tom, he sat there with his cock at haft mast, over excited yet unable to get a full erection while Jessie got to grips with her little itch while sitting on the edge of her desk with her skirt rucked up.
Tom cleaned himself up as best he could and being a gentleman he waited for Jessie to cum before he unlocked the office door and scurried away.
Jessie carefully packed the Dildoes away in their presentation case, and as she went to put them in Tom’s briefcase she found the open crotch pantihose he spoke about. She picked them up and liked the feel of the nylon, smooth and seductive not coarse like the Walmart pantihose she usually wore.
She tried them on, it felt funny but nice, the cool air soothing her hot crotch, she put her shoes on and visited the rest room, it was odd to do a wee without taking down her pants, thebitch was coming back. She started to wish she had let old Tom shoot his load up her, and reluctantly realised she needed cock.
Alan was waiting for her, “What the hell did you do to Grand dad!” He demanded.
“He fucked me,” she explained, “Oh yes my new job is to go round without any pants on and fuck the managers for an hour a day.”
“Oh!” Alan exclaimed.
“Have you come to fuck me?” she asked, “Tom only lasted thirty seconds so you can have the remaining fifty nine and a half minutes.”
“For gods sake that’s not even funny,” Alan protested, but Jessica has locked the office door again and raised her skirt to show her bare pussy.
“Poor pussy is hungry for cock,” she explained, “Will you feed her please?”
Poor Alan, his cock was rigid, just like Toms had been, Jessie stepped forward and wrenched his zipper down and undid the top stud so she could pull his jeans down. She made him sit on the chair where Tom had been and sank down on his cock, not for a single stroke but for the long haul, she was going to cum and not once but several times while fully dressed.
It was so delightfully naughty, she regretted that she hadn’t worn something she could have popped her breasts out of but she made the best of it as she bounced on Alan’s cock.
He barely held out for 5 minutes before shooting his load but Jessica was not finished and she kept squeezing his shrinking cock until it swelled again.
Jess felt really nice, the itch had gone but the hunger for spunk had replaced it, she needed it, pints of it flooding her womb.
But it was hard work, she needed a rest so she climbed off Alan and left the room to put the kettle inthe small kitchen area on for a cup of coffee, before returning and sitting back on Alan’s cock. “Where were we?” she asked as she started bouncing again.
Alan came for the third time and by then Jess too had had enough.
“We should do this at night so we can roll over and go to sleep,”Alan suggested.