Brad Harris
After hours secretary
CHAPTER ONE
Ginny felt the heat rising in her face. Some man was taking advantage of the packed crowd in the elevator. His hand cupped and caressed her ass while she struggled to squeeze between the two men in front of her. Her ripe tits thrust provocatively against her tight sweater and rubbed against a male arm.
'Hello, there!' the tall, balding man said as he looked down at her breasts. He pursed his lips in approval and moved his arm back and forth, nabbing firmly against her tits. The young blonde felt more anger and humiliation sweep through her at his treatment. The bastard behind her had gotten his hand inside her thighs now. He was grabbing her cunt.
Ginny's breath came in angry gasps as she tried to spin around and identify her tormentor. She twisted violently, almost falling against the man on her left, looking for the owner of the taunting hand and fingers. Every one was looking straight ahead. No one had the slightest expression of guilt on his face.
They were watching her, though. She knew they were all watching her. Out of the corners of their eyes they were looking. Inside, they were laughing. Damn them, she thought. Damn them! Damn them!
She stood helpless and embarrassed as the elevator finally reached her floor. Ginny pushed her way out the door as the laughter erupted behind her. She shuddered at their soft whispers and walked rapidly down the hallway to the office where she worked.
'Pussy! Pussy! Here, pussy, pussy!' She heard one of the men calling. Even the three girls who had been on the elevator with her were giggling.
It was that way every morning. Ginny Mason opened the door marked WORLDWIDE PROPERTIES AND INVESTMENTS. She shoved roughly, angrily, against the heavy oak and glass door and shouldered her way in. She saw Mr. Timms look up from his desk and watch her legs and ass as she passed his door, his lips smiling in approval of her lithe body. Lorelei Novak waved happily from her desk, then sipped contentedly on her coffee.
'I'd almost given up hope that you'd make it on time,' the redhead called out. 'Really, Ginny, you're going to have to move out of that nunnery where you life. There's just the apartment for you out at my complex. Let me drive you to see it this afternoon.'
Ginny didn't really stay in a nunnery, but the church-sponsored home for single women was almost as bad. The blonde was not so concerned about the lack of social life as by the difficulty in getting to work each morning. The church home had been built years before in the central city. Now most of the better jobs were in the new office buildings on the fringes of town. This sparkling new complex in which Worldwide Properties was located stood near the airport for the benefit of the sales staff and customers alike. Ginny was forced to take an hour and a half bus ride each day, a ride filled with the same sort of humiliation she had just experienced in the elevator.
'I guess,' she answered Lorelei, 'it wouldn't hurt to take a look.'
The redhead had been after her to move out there with her ever since Ginny started to work at Worldwide Properties two months ago. The blonde had been hesitant because of the reputation of the singles' apartments. She knew that Lorelei fucked around constantly. If she went out there as a friend of the girl, she would be assumed just as easy a lay. Ginny didn't want that, not at all. Hell, she had enough trouble as it was.
'Great!' the redhead answered, her green eyes sparkling. 'I promise you, you'll adore living at The Golden Sand. We'll all see to that!'
Their conversation was interrupted by a tall, beautifully built young man entering the office. Ginny stood with her mouth open as his eyes fixed on her. He looked into her eyes, not over her body. His sensuous lips spread in a friendly smile. Their eyes held on each other for a moment, then he turned and walked into Mr. Timms' office. Ginny stood gaping after him, impressed by his warmth and his casual air of power.
'Who?' she stammered at Lorelei. 'Who was that?'
'Steady honey!' the redhead laughed. 'That's the big time! That's Sid Weeks. Surely you've written up some of his orders. He's the hottest salesman this company ever had.'
'He's gorgeous!' Ginny gasped. 'He's absolutely gorgeous!'
'Sure he is,' Lorelei agreed. 'Every model in town knows that. Every young debutante has tried to get him, too. Half of them have, but only for a few nights. Stay clear of that, baby! You're just getting out of your convent. You aren't ready for the likes of Sid Weeks.'
Ginny cut her eyes over at her friend. She suppressed the irritation she felt at Lorelei's comments. She hadn't said anything about wanting to go to bed with Sid. All she had said was that he was a gorgeous man. He was! Damn, but he was! Even without the expensive clothes he wore he would be gorgeous. She shivered at the thought of running her hand through his thick brown hair. Ginny caught herself imagining being crushed against his broad chest, then blushed slightly. Maybe Lorelei was right. Maybe she was interested in the salesman.
The blonde became more confused about her emotions when Sid Weeks completed his conference with Mr. Timms. He came out of the office and looked around until he spotted her. He was smiling as he came through the gate and walked directly to her.
'Miss Mason?' he asked. 'Miss Ginny Mason?'
Ginny couldn't get her mouth to working right. She attempted to answer him, but could only nod and smile up into those deep brown eyes. She felt a quiver of excitement run through her body and unconsciously squared her shoulders to let her tits stick out even further.
Sid laid a stack of orders on her desk, asking her if she could have them written up for him by afternoon. The blonde nodded eagerly. That wouldn't be difficult. She could get this work done easily, even if it weren't for Sid. She nodded her assurance, still unable to speak. Her eyes, however, glowed up into his face. Sid reached out and touched her on the cheek very gently.
'Thanks, honey,' he told her. 'I'll see you this afternoon, then.'
Ginny watched him walk out of the office. Her heart missed a beat as he turned at the door and waved to her. She did not realize that she had picked up the stack of his papers and was hugging them to her tits. She didn't realize it until she heard the soft laughter beside her.
'I never saw anyone go so crazy over a piece of cock in my life!' Lorelei teased her. 'Damn, baby! You did everything but eat him right here in the office.'
Ginny turned blood red in embarrassment. She tossed her head saucily at the redhead and began working on the orders. What did Lorelei know anyway?
She kept her blonde head buried in the work all morning. Ginny had everything completed long before noon. She felt such elation that Mr. Timms didn't bother her with the way he stared at her tits when she had to go into his office on several occasions. She felt so happy that she didn't even mind the whistles and hoots of the men as they walked toward the cafeteria for lunch. She did mind it, though, when one of Lorelei's friends let his hands slip around her waist and upward to touch the side of one tit. She twisted out of his embrace, glared at him viciously, then let her sense of well-being return.
The afternoon was hell as she waited impatiently for Sid to come for his papers. Ginny couldn't really understand herself. She had never felt this way before. Her pussy was tingling and glowing as she watched the door for Sid's smiling face. She could imagine his hands over her body, felt a quiver of delight at the idea of his lips on her nipples. She stopped her train of thought, afraid even to imagine how delicious his cock would feel driving up her cunt.
Her heart leaped as he finally entered the office. She looked up at him as he bent over her desk, checking her work. He looked through the sheets of paper with a serious expression on his face. Finally he smiled down at her and leaned over toward her. He caught her face in both hands and held it while he kissed her softly on the lips.
'Thanks, sweetheart,' he told her. 'First chance I get, I'm going to show my appreciation.'
He kissed her again, just slightly more passionately. Their eyes met for an instant, then he turned and left.
