Fringe Benefits Ch. 07 - Vicki

This is a quick episode based on a true story, enhanced with dialog to make it more readable. Don't expect a lot of character development or scene setting.

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Man, these long days suck. Ten fucking hours and I'm still not done.

Done or not, it was time to leave. I already gave too much of my life to the company, and although they compensated me well enough, we work to live, not live to work. I logged off and closed things up.

Taking the stairs, I exited into the parking garage below the building just as a car approached. It stopped in front of me and the driver rolled down the window.

"Why are you still here?" The question came from Vicki, the office manager.

"I'm never done," I told her. "Why are YOU still here?"

"Same as you. The work multiplies overnight."

Vicki was a looker, with her blond hair parted in the middle and worn straight, framing a classically pretty face with narrow features. As I approached her car I could see that she had dressed to accentuate her shape, especially her well-proportioned and sizeable chest, with a scoop necked dress cut just low enough to hint at the treasures it contained without being blatantly sexy. She knew what she had and she knew how to show it off appropriately.

I quickly recalled all the office gossip I had picked up about Vicki over time, namely that she had supposed fucked every senior male member of the staff and maybe even a couple of the females, too. None of that mattered to me as she was supremely talented and ran the administrative side of things like a champ.

She must have caught my eyes lingering on her assets. "Do I pass your inspection?" she asked with a devious smile. I lifted my gaze to hers.

"Sorry, I was distracted for a moment." I smiled back at her.

Her next line confirmed the office rumors. "You're a good looking guy. How come we never hooked up?"

"Good question. Why haven't we?"

"No time like the present." She was nothing if not forward. She put her car in PARK and turned off the ignition in the middle of the mostly empty garage. "Move closer." I stepped up next to her door and she leaned slightly out the window.

Without so much as a glance around, Vicki reached out and grasped the zipper on my pants, holding the waistband with her other hand as she lowered it. She used both hands to unfasten my belt and unhook the waistband, then pulled my dress pants down far enough to expose the fly of my boxers. I was already past the chub stage, well on my way to steely rigidity and tenting my underwear.

Okay, this is getting more than interesting.

She spoke again. "Feast your eyes on these while I do my thing." Reaching first to one shoulder then the other, Vicki pulled her arms out of her dress sleeves and yanked it down below her breasts, revealing a black strapless bra. Leaning forward and reaching behind her back she quickly unhooked it and tossed on onto the passenger seat, exposing a pair of perfect mounds, softly white hemispheres with areoles and nipples a contrasting dark pink color, pretty much as perfect a pair as I had ever seen. A lovely sight indeed that added to the surreal nature of the moment.

But back to that moment.

Turning back toward me, Vicki held the fly of my boxers open with one hand as she reached through the opening and wrestled my by now completely rigid shaft into the open.

"Nice cock. Come to mama." She gripped it at the base as she brought her face forward and took it completely into her mouth in one smooth movement. I finally spoke.

"Fuuuuuuccccckkkkk..."

I know, I know. A brilliant expression of, well, of something. Five minutes earlier we had been exchanging vague pleasantries as we left work, and now this gorgeous blond with her tits out had her mouth wrapped around my cock. Tell me what brilliant repartee would have come to mind for you in those circumstances.

She hummed contentedly in response.

Oh, yeah this was surreal. The wet warmth of her mouth was actually a soothing sensation in my hypersensitive state; there really is nothing that compares to a well-delivered blowjob, and she delivered one as well as anyone I had ever known, if not better. Pretty much a world class cocksucker for sure.

Her broad experience was evident in her skill. While I was not graced with a record-setting piece of manmeat, like most guys I was big enough to trigger a gag reflex with deep throated. Vicki managed to bury her nose in my pubes and hold it for several seconds without puking.

Goddam, she was good at this.

I had unconsciously begin to lightly thrust my hips toward her with each of her forward movements, and my hands just naturally fell to the back of her head and held it lightly as I facefucked her.

She hungrily gobbled my knob, her eyes closed in bliss and a low hum coming from deep in her throat as her head bobbed forward and back, her free hand lightly fingering her nipple. She was really enjoying this, more than any of the women who had ever done it for me previously.

"Vicki, I'm gonna...." She redoubled her efforts and moaned, slightly nodding her head in the affirmative. The stirring in my balls was unmistakable and unstoppable and I could feel the blood rushing to my midsection as my body prepared to erupt.

"Ohyeahohyeahohyeah..." I moaned, knowing I was seconds away from shooting a massive load. Vicki moved her mouth up and down my shaft even faster, moaning in anticipation.

Boom.

The first pulse felt like a cannon shot, shaking me to my toes, followed immediately by a series of rapid fire pumps that were so intense and powerful they actually hurt. Vicki kept her lips locked around me, her face aglow as I filled her mouth. She looked positively euphoric as she took my baby batter in.

My orgasm finally subsided and the pulsing stopped. Vicki swallowed loudly and continued to lightly stroke me, running her tongue around the head and licking the last of my juice off the sides of my softening shaft. She looked up at me and spoke.

"That was nice. Thank you."

She's thanking me for blowing me? Huh?

She chuckled at my expression as I tucked my dick back into my pants and got my clothing back in order. "You look surprised."

"Well, yeah. You just gave me an earthshaking blowjob, and you're thanking me? I should be thanking you."

"Oh, you can thank me if you want, but believe me, I got a lot more from it."

"Explain." I had to hear this.

She looked up at me, her delicious tits still out and proud. "Look, I love cock. I mean, I adore a man's dick and I'll take it anywhere and any way I can get it. Every rumor you heard about me is true." She smiled.

"Wow. I guess I was a little puzzled."

"Puzzled? Why"

"It just never occurred to me that someone as hot as you would need it so bad. I mean, with your looks and brains and talent you could be selective."

"Thanks. I know I'm pretty and smart, and guys have been throwing themselves at me since I first realized the difference between boys and girls. But let me ask you a question."

"Shoot."

"If you could fuck a different woman every night, would you?"

"Of course. I'm just a read blooded male."

"And I'm a red blooded female. You love to fuck, I love to fuck. Every man I've ever fucked loves to fuck. If it's OK for you, why shouldn't it be OK for me?"

She had a really good point.

"And there's one more thing."

"What's that?"

"Do you have any idea how much power this gives me over men? The control I have over them?"

It was like an epiphany, like a cartoon light bulb in my head. I grinned.

"Now you get it. I own every one of those fuckers, and I get all the cock I could ever dream of in the bargain. And you know something? Of all the men that I've fucked here, I haven't fucked any of them a second time. And I still own them."

"There is a lot more to you than people give you credit for."

She smiled. "Thank you for seeing that. My job is secure both because I'm really good at it and because none of the managers would dare fire me since I've fucked all of them. We have an unwritten understanding. I may be a nympho, but I'm not stupid about it."

"What about the people who work for you?"

"What about them?"

"What do they think of their boss fucking everyone?"

"They have gossip, nothing more. And I know for a fact that every one of them has done the same thing. Do you have any idea what a den of iniquity this place is?"

"I guess I never paid attention to it. I do my job, I go home. Office intrigue doesn't interest me."

"Well hell, you've missed that intrigue and there's a lot of it. I came back one night about two hours after we closed to pick up something I'd forgotten, and I heard a noise. I glanced around the corner and saw Sandi bent over Rolf's desk with her skirt around her waist while he pounded her from behind. And he's married."

"That's a real risk for him."

"You know it, but he's a real horndog. So is Rick."

"Rick? Little whimpy Rick?

"Little whimpy Rick. Fucker is hung like a horse and he can last forever. Don't let the package fool you. Georgette sucks him off almost every night."

"Georgette? Sweet, innocent Georgette?"

Vicki laughed loudly. "Sweet? Innocent? She makes me look like a nun. Before you got here there was a party at Rolf's, and I was outside and walked past the bedroom window. There was Georgette lying on top of Rick with his dick in her pussy while some other dude fucked her in the ass and yet another one had his cock jammed in her mouth. A pretty hot scene starring sweet, innocent Georgette."

I looked down at her, taking in the sight if this beautiful blond with her top around her waist who had just finished sucking me dry and had revealed the true nature of our employer. I let out a short laugh. "This place sounds like a soap opera."

She chuckled wryly. "If soap operas included hardcore sex, then yeah, that's about what it's like. A couple of them are even fucking each other's wife, and weekends on Rolf's boat are epic fuckfests.

"Listen, I gotta go have dinner with my folks. But I like you and I like your cock. Tomorrow is Friday, so let's have dinner after work. You might be the first guy here to get lucky with me twice," she said with a wink. "And I guess I should make myself decent before I see mom and dad." She put her arms back into the sleeves of her dress and pulled it back into place, remaining braless underneath.

"See you tomorrow." With a short wave and a smile she started her car and drove away.

That was a fucking trip, wasn't it?