It was a bloody Friday at Dean Custom Machining. About half of the people working as secretaries or assistants in the offices had found yellow envelopes on their desks upon arriving to work. The word quickly spread that they contained either layoff notices or a letter telling you that you were permanently terminated. It quickly became apparent who was fired. Most packed their belongings and left right away. Those fortunate enough to get layoff notices were expected to work until the end of the day.

Walking into the two brothers' outer office that owned the company, Abagail Preston was afraid of what she’d find on her desk. She’d only worked for the company for five years. She had started in shipping and receiving but had moved up to become secretary/assistant to Robert Dean, the oldest of the two brothers that run the company.

Also, working in the outer office as secretary/assistant to Thomas Dean, the other brother, was Gretchen Wills. Unlike Abagail, she had been with the company since Robert and Thomas’s father started it over thirty years ago. When his father passed away a few years ago, Thomas kept her on. She was well into retirement age, but Thomas just couldn’t bring himself to replace her.

Abagail made her way to her desk, and instead of finding a yellow envelope like so many others, she only found a handwritten note from Robert. The note said to come to his office at the end of the day. She looked over at Gretchen, who was also just settling in for the day, and saw she also had a note she was reading. She wanted to ask Gretchen what her note said but was too afraid to.

Abagail’s day flew by with nothing really out of the ordinary happening. The only thing that was really different was the number of employees demanding to see Robert, but he had left strict instructions that he wasn’t taking any meetings today. Of course, this left her with the difficult task of telling them she couldn’t accommodate them. Most just huffed and left, a few had choice words to say loudly at Robert's office door before leaving, and the final few just left looking defeated. She had recognized many of these men and women as being employed with the company for decades.

*****

At the end of the day, Abagail walked over to Robert’s office door and knocked. She heard him say come in, so she pushed the door open and walked on in. Robert was sitting behind his desk with just his shirt on, no tie. He was usually in his suit jacket and tie, ready for business. She thought to herself, maybe today has affected him too?

She also noticed that his couch had been pulled out into the bed as she walked across the office. She knew he and Thomas both had sleeper sofas in their offices because there were times they’d be on the phone at ungodly hours doing business with overseas customers. They would often sleep here in the office on those occasions.

Looking up at her, Robert Dean said, “Have a seat, and I’ll be right with you,” he went back to reading a paper he had in front of him.

Abagail sat down in one of the leather office chairs that faced his desk and tried to relax. As she sat down, she smoothed her skirt. Sitting down, it rode up her thighs more then she would’ve liked. Robert also noticed it riding up her thighs and caught a glimpse of the top of her stockings.

Finally, finished reading, he looked up at Abagail saying, “As you noticed, we made some serious office personal cuts today. Frankly, with this ongoing pandemic, we have had to tighten our belts around here. This has included Tom and me. With that being said, Tom and I decided to keep only one sectary to share between us,” he went on, but as he did, he had gotten up and started moving around the room.

Abagail tried to follow him, but she couldn’t see him when he walked behind her without standing up. It was because of this that she didn’t notice him locking the office door. Nor could she see the smile that played across his lips as he walked closer to her and looked over her shoulder. Looking down, he could clearly see the lace edge of her bra.

When he placed his hands on the back of her chair, she jumped in surprise, but he continued on, “So Tom and I want a secretary that will help fulfill all of our needs while in the office. Mrs. Wills is taking retirement, so we are hoping you might fulfill this role.”

Abagail, trying to turn her head enough to see him, replied, “Of course, I would love to try to fulfill this position,” she said excitedly, thinking her job may be safe after all.

Robert smiled and said, “I’m glad you’d like to fill this position,” reaching down and running his hand down the opening of her blouse collar until it was resting on her bra covered breast.

Startled, Abagail jumped up out of the chair, pulling his hand out of her shirt. She turned on Robert saying, “What the fuck?”

“As I said, we are looking for a secretary that could fulfill all of our needs together. If you are not interested, I’m sure we can probably find somebody that is,” he continued as he moved closer to her. He could see in her face that the light just came on to what he was talking about.

As he got closer to her, she just stood like a deer caught in the headlights of a truck. He circled around her, and she felt him moving closer to her until his chest touched her back. He placed his hands on her waist and slowly started sliding them up her sides, ever moving closer to her breasts.

While doing this, he leaned in closer by her ear and said, “Do you want to be that person, or would you rather be leaving with the rest of them today with yellow envelopes?” The last words came out just as his hands cupped her breasts. He felt her body quiver as he held them in his hands, even covered by her blouse and bra.  

Abagail didn’t know what to say or do. Here was her boss fondling her and threatening her job. A job that was in short supply these days with the pandemic still going strong. She was just trying to reason with herself that all he was talking about was sex. Sex was no big deal for her but did she want to be used by him and his brother. Yes, both were good-looking men, but she’d still be their private whore from now on. Her mind kept racing on and on.

 Robert took her silence as acceptance and started flexing his fingers over her breast. He felt her nipples harden even through her bra and focused his attention on them. Even as her mind raced through all the possible issues, her body was betraying her as a low moaned escaped from her lips.  He started unbuttoning her blouse, and she still wasn’t resisting. He saw this as a good sign.

Oh my god, he is unbuttoning my blouse! I should stop him, went through her thoughts, but she didn’t. Instead, she only moaned louder when he placed his hands back on her now, with only the bra covering her breasts. As he kneaded them and rubbed her nipples, littler moans escaped from her.

He could feel and hear her resistance crumble with each stroke of his fingers across her nipples. He finally slid his hands under the material of her bra, pushing it off her breasts, exposing her bare breasts to his hands. As he did this, he bent down and kissed her along the top of her shoulder and the side of her neck.

Her mind raced, screaming at herself, why are you letting him do this, but her body responded in kind saying, yes, why not, it feels so good. She felt his fingers caressing and teasing her bare nipples as they swelled to protrude from her breasts. She moaned loudly longer that he teased her.

He decided she was his. He released her breasts and, grabbing her blouse, slipped off of her before tossing it aside. He then reached to her bra and unclasped it, letting it hang loose on her shoulders now. Grabbing the straps, he quickly slid them down her arms, leaving her standing there bare-chested.  Then he turned her to face him. Her face was one of conflicting emotions.

Oh my god, I’m standing here in front of this man with my breasts on full display. I should stop this, but just as that thought rocketed through her brain, Robert bent down and sucked her left nipple into his mouth. That sent a shock that ran from the top of her head to the tip of her toes before making a beeline right to her pussy. His fondling and rubbing of her nipples had already started her juices flowing, but now the faucet was on full blast. She instantly felt her panties get wet from her leaking juices.

Robert alternated sucking and pinching her nipples as she let long, loud moans escape. He knew he had her, and she would do anything he wanted at this point. Raising up to look her in the face, he placed his hands on her bare shoulders and gently applied downward pressure. By no means was she a novice to sex and understood precisely what he wanted but still resisted just enough that he had to push harder.

Slipping to her knees, she was almost perfectly level with his crouch. He had a huge bulge formed in the front of his slacks. Knowing why she was in her knees, she reached out and slid the zipper of his slacks down. To her surprise, his cock flopped out in her face. No underwear, she thought, surprise!

He wasn’t fully hard yard, but he was close. She wrapped her hand around the shaft and gave it a stroke-causing Robert to moan this time. While still gently stroking it, she leaned forward and licked the swelling head of it, eliciting more moans from Robert. She finally placed the head against her lips, sucking on it gently.

Robert unbuckled his belt and unsnapped the button holding his fly together. Then let them drop to the floor, never disturbing Abagail. He watched as she slowly worked more of his cock between her lips until she had all but a little of it in her mouth. Then as he watched, she slipped about half out before taking it all back in again. He thought her mouth felt wonderful on his cock.

She was being slow with her pace, but he was ready for more. Reaching down, he wrapped his hands into her hair. When she tried to pull back, he held her tight.  Then he pulled her forward, pushing his cock into her mouth deep. She gagged, and he pushed just a bit deeper before letting her pull back. He heard her take a lung full of air and pulled her right back onto his cock. She gagged on his cock again and again as he fucked her mouth, allowing her only brief lung full of air.

Robert felt himself getting close to cumming and kept his relentless face fucking of poor Abagail up. She had tears streaming down her cheeks, spit and drool running down her chin, collecting in the valley between her breasts before running down her stomach. Then he felt his orgasm start. Holding onto Abagail, he forced his cock as far back into her mouth as it would go until it popped into her throat. It was then he exploded squirt after squirt of his semen down her throat. She gagged and started trying to pull away.

Robert let his hands slip from her hair, and she pulled back while trying to get air into her lungs past the mouth full of semen he had deposited. She had his cum and her spital running down over her chin as she took one deep breath after the other. She had swallowed some of his semen out of necessity to breathe. She then coughed up and spit more of it out on the rug.

He looked down at her and saw the mess that he had created. She needed a towel, and there wasn’t one handy, so he ripped his shirt off and handed it to her. She took it and began mopping up her face before wiping the valley between her breasts and, finally, her stomach. While still watching her, Robert couldn’t help but think how damn sexy she was like this. He knew Thomas would want her this way too.

*****

After she wiped herself off, Robert offered her his hand to help her stand. She took, and he pulled her to her feet. While standing close, he reached out and pulled her close, kissing her hard. Then he led her over to the pull-out bed. She just allowed him to lead her without any resistance.

Standing by the bed, he reached for the zipper on her skirt and pulled it down. As soon as the skirt came loose, it fell to her hips, and he pushed past them until it fell to the floor at her feet. This left her standing there in a pair of panties that matched her bra that had been discarded already, and her soft thigh highs.

Robert pulled her to him again and kissed her as he ran a hand over the wet crotch of her panties. He then broke the kiss bringing his wet fingers to his nose and saying, “You smell delicious, and I want to see if you taste so,” with that, he gently pushed her back on the bed. She scooted further into the center as he followed her onto the bed.

He grasped her left leg at the ankle and lifted her leg. He slipped her shoe off and dropped it on the floor. He then ran his tongue over her stocking covered feet, kissing and licking her toes before moving to the other foot. He did the same to it. Then with his hands on the inside of her calves, he started kissing his way up her legs slowly to her inner thighs. He alternated as he moved his way until his face was in the crotch of her panties.

Abagail was moaning the whole time he worked his way up, but when he ran his tongue over the soaked crotch over panties, her low moan turned into a loud crying moan. Hearing this, he worked his tongue up down the length of her panties. He’d force it into her pussy, separating the lips with the fabric, and he stopped and licked around where her clit was hidden as she thrashed against his mouth.

Robert finally just plucked the panties at their narrowest part and ripped them right off of her. As he tossed them away, he looked down into one of the sexiest pussies he had ever had the pleasure to see. She was shaven clean. Her lips were swollen and rosy red. They were parted, showing the hint of pink of her inner skin. It was more than he could take.

He dropped his mouth to this succulent delight and started devouring her. He worked his lips and tongue along her pussy, stopping to suck her clit or delve into her hidden treasures. He rolled her hips back, holding them in his hands to even give her puckered anus some attention. This brought extremely loud moans from her. He’d venture she had never had her anal cherry popped. This was something else that Thomas would want to enjoy, if he didn’t get it first.

Robert brought her to a thrashing orgasm fairly quickly, and she just slumped on the bed, breathing hard. Robert moved up between her legs, and while she was still recovering from her orgasm, lifted her legs, and drove his rejuvenated cock home deep into her pussy. She let an oof escape and then moaned as he filled her.

He started sawing his cock in and out of her at a slow, steady pace. She moaned and whimpered as he did so. Then he sped up going faster, and all her whimpers just came out in crying moans. She was quickly approaching her second orgasm as he pounded away hard into her pussy now. Letting out a cry, her pussy contracted around his cock as she came drenching him with her juices.

She was already tight, but as she started cumming around his cock, it felt like a velvet vice squeezing him. He didn’t slow down to give her a chance to recover but kept up the hard pace he was pounding into her at. He could feel his orgasm building the longer fucked her.

Abagail’s third orgasm was building rapidly and went she started cumming, this set Robert off. He pounded into her a few more quick times before pulling out and spewing his semen all over her stomach, and as he spent his load, the last little dribbles landed on her bare mound.

Finished, he let her legs drop back to the bed and got up standing beside it. All Abagail could do was lie there and try to catch her breath. She had orgasmed so hard back to back she was spent. She didn’t have the strength to get up and follow Robert.

While she laid there, he got dressed. He slipped his pants on, the loafers he had kicked off before she ever came in, and finally, reaching into a closet, grabbed a polo shirt to slip. When he was dressed, he stepped into the bathroom he shared with Thomas and grabbed a towel. Wetting it with hot water and carried back out to Abagail, he dropped it on the bed beside her.

She had rolled over so she could look up at him. He looked down at her and said, “The job...