Saving Daddy's Job

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Erika was a senior in high school. She was one of the most sexiest girls in her entire school. She was every guy's fantasy. She wore those short skirts and those tops that showed off her big breasts. She loved the attention, though. Her Dad and her were close, not sexually, but just close. Her father recently has gotten word that he may be getting laid off. Erika has known her Dad's boss since she was little. Erika decides to pay her dad's boss a little visit. Erika plans on saving her Dad's job..even if that means seducing her dad's boss. She knows this will be easy since the wife of her dad's boss is such a prude. Erika shows up at the office, knocking on the door. She's wearing her short skirt, heels and a shirt that shows her busty cleavage.

"Mr.Smith..can I talk to you for a minute?" She asks sweetly.

ooc: sample PM please
 
Karl Smith was a middle aged man whose life really had not turned out quite as he had planned it. That was not to say he was one of those whiners who had expected a six figure job right out of college, or expected a supermodel for a wife, but other things had not quite turned out as he had hoped.

He had married his girlfriend from college, a winsome brunette who had been a shy virgin when they had first met and although showed signs of escaping from the doldrums of prudishness early on, she had quickly relapsed to her old ways. Sex was a chore for her, and at first she had ‘humored’ him, but it had been almost a decade since he had made love to his wife.

He counted himself lucky on having the two children he and his wife, Marie, had. He occasionally raised the possibility having more children, but she had slapped him down quickly enough: “Those two monsters are quite enough, thank you.”

His job was going well enough. He wasn’t the ultimate boss, but he was in charge of an entire sales division, but with the recession, they had to cut back on people, and it was his responsibility to do so. He had already heard the sob stories from his people, and their families: Their house was ‘under water’, they still were paying for college for their children, they thought this was going to be their one sure career…

Things could be worse, he thought to himself. He kept himself in shape, as a matter of pride – Marie never seemed to notice how good he looked – although more than a few women around the office certainly did. He had thought of having an affair, but not at work – too many risks.

Perhaps something outside of work…

It was then that his door opened. It was Erika, whose father was due to get a pink slip in a few weeks. She wanted to speak to him. He hoped she wasn’t about to give him her own sob story.

Karl smiled. “Hello, Erika. How can I help you?”
 
"Again, Mr. Smith, thank you for agreeing to see me. I know you're very busy and I promise not to take up too much of your time." I say to him as I entered the office and sat down on a chair. I was expecting this man to be old and scrawny but he was far from it. He looked to be in his mid forties and even for a man of his age, he looked good. I knew men though, they always needed something more even if they were happy with a girlfriend or wife. I hoped I would be able to convince Karl to save my father's job and in return I'd make him feel good.

"I know with the recession things have gotten hard around here. I wanted to talk to you about my father's job here. I am worried about him. I was hoping we could make some sort of agreement so that he won't be at risk." I say, leaning forward, subtly showing off my cleavage to you.

I didn't make a habit out of screwing men but Karl Smith was my father's boss for quite some time now so he wasn't technically a stranger.
 
Great, she is here for a sob story, Karl thought to himself.

She was quite the looker – whatever else her father did, Erika had turned out to be a beautiful young woman – and dressed to use her looks to get what she wanted. Karl wasn’t sure if that was really a good idea, long term – but in the short term it sure as hell could be fun for-

What the hell was he thinking? This was an employee’s *daughter* for the love of God.

He found his eyes upon her cleavage for a moment before he gave a quiet sigh. Karl rose and closed the door to the office. There was no need for the whole department to get a view of whatever was going to happen. He returned to his chair behind his desk.

“Erika.”

He didn’t really know where to begin. Was this her first introduction to the cold cruel world-?

He found himself staring at her cleavage again. Shit.

He shifted in his seat, his pants suddenly uncomfortable.

“Your father hasn’t been making the necessary sales. He’s on the line to get the axe. This is just one of those things that happens,” he said, managing to look into her eyes.
 
Erika watched as Karl closed the office door. He didn't kick her out flat on her ass yet so maybe this could work. Erika had flirted with her fair share of older men, most of them married. If she learned anything she knew these men could be a little lonely and sexually frustrated. Karl Smith was an attractive business man and maybe he was lonely in his marriage. I sure could help him if he let me.

I leaned back on my chair, crossing my legs, exposing how long and sexy they were. My skirt rode up my legs a little, exposing them some more.

"Karl..if I can call you that...I admire you greatly for your work ethic. But I think we could help each other. You run such a lovely company here and my father loves his job. Is there anything we could work out?"
 
Christ, I should’ve worn looser pants, Karl thought to himself as he shifted in his seat once more.

Then Erika shifted in her seat and Karl cleared his throat as her skirt rode up and up her legs – Christ, she has a lovely set of-

He pulled his eyes back to her cleavage-

Then pulled his eyes back to her face. He managed not to blush with embarrassment as he leaned forward in his seat and placed his hands and elbows upon the desk between them. He gave her a quizzical expression.

“Erika, I’m sorry – what do you mean ‘we could work out’?” he asked. “Are you offering to become his assistant, help out with some of his paperwork – he has fallen behind on that, now that I think about it – something else which is contributing to the decision.”

There, he had asked the question, although she had that look in her eye.
 
"Karl..I wasn't thinking like that." She said. She could tell she was affecting him. But she expected that to happen. She was a pretty girl with a smoking hot body.She knew he was married but he probably wasn't any in his marriage.

I got off out of my chair and walked over to the edge of his desk. I pushed his files out of the way and sat up on his desk. I unbuttoned one of the buttons of my blouse before crossing my legs a little. "I think you know what I'm offering."
 
Whoa.

She was bold – he had to give her that.

He found his breath quickening – Christ, how long had it been since his wife had done something like that? Too long.

He stared at her legs before letting his eyes slowly track up her body, her firm belly, busty chest, beautiful face with pouty lips and mischievous eyes, or were they calculating?

“What-“ he coughed. Was it getting on in there, or was it just him? “What are you offering, Erika?”

God, she was beautiful. He ached to touch her, but he was married, and this smoking hot bombshell was the daughter of an employee he was going to fire. Or was there something wrong with him? Sure, he was married, but wasn’t sex part of marriage? Was he supposed to just accept his wife’s frigidity without complaint or consequence? And here was a beautiful young woman practically throwing herself at him.

Could he make that work to his advantage? He shuddered a little and shifted in his seat yet again. He looked at her.

“I think maybe you should show me just what you mean, Erika,” he said quietly.
 
"It depends." She said with a smile. She unbuttoned a second button of her blouse, exposing more of her breasts.

"How long are we going to have in this office? Because I want to make you feel good." I say to my father's boss, sitting down on his lap. "It's a little warm in here Karl. Let me loosen up this tie for you." I smile as my fingers loosened up his tie and took it off.
 
Well, she certainly knew about his arousal the moment she sat upon his lap – he was surprised it hadn’t burst through his clothes by then.

He risked a look at the clock on the wall.

Six in the evening.

“Most of the staff have left, certainly everyone in this department,” Karl said after a moment. His hands were at his sides for the moment, as if he was about to get a lap dance at a strip club and he was going to follow the rules of ‘no touching’.

God above he wanted her more than anything else in the world, consequences be damned, but he had to stay good.

Didn’t he?

“Are you – do you really want to do this, for your father?” he asked her as his hands moved to her hips.
 
"Maybe I want to do it for you too." I tell him with a smile, taking off his tie and putting it on the floor. I helped him out of his suit jacket as well.

"We could have some fun right here. Unless you'd like me to go." I say, unbuttoning my blouse some more. She started caressing his chest, unbuttoning his work shirt, her hands feeling how strong his chest was.

"You work out, Karl, don't you?
 
“Don’t go,” he found himself saying.

He shivered at her touch. He had missed it so much. Her words echoed in his mind, perhaps the two of them could make this last.

“I do,” he admitted. “Not that my wife notices. She barely looks at me, anymore.”

His hands moved from her hips to slide up her back before he reached her shoulders and brought them down the front of her chest, gliding down the swell of her breasts, just the pads of his fingers touching her skin – that was something that had (at one time) teased his wife to no end. His fingers reached the remaining buttons of her blouse. He threw caution to the wind.

“I want to see your breasts, Erika,” he said and unbuttoned her blouse completely.
 
"Karl..let me do something for you first, okay?" I say to him as I unbutton my blouse and took it off. I got to my knees on the floor, right where you were sitting at your desk.

"Unbutton your belt, push down your pants for me. Your wife might not appreciate you but believe me, I will." I smiled as I helped you take off your belt. I was going to please you first by giving you the best head of your life.
 
Karl thought he was going to make a mess right there as he unzipped his pants and pushed those and this boxers down to his ankles. He kicked off his shoes and kicked away his other clothing, too.

His cock stood at attention, all but saluting her.

She had that eager look in her eyes.

No, he already had no regrets.

He hadn't gotten head in a loooooong time. He hoped she could handle him. Most of the women he had been with weren't able to accommodate him fully orally. He kept his hands on her shoulders. He wasn't going to grab her head and fuck her throat.

He was going to behave.
 
She saw how rock hard he was already. He was massive. She could tell already he hadn't been given head in a long time. She just hoped that she'd be good enough for him.

She wanted to make this last because she knew he needed it desperately. She licked the entire shaft a few times, up and down. She then put the cockhead, that was dripping with precum in her mouth. She sucked it like her favorite cherry lollipop. Even his cock head was big.

While she sucked on his cock head, her fingers fondled his balls that were already heavy.
 
"God, Erika," he hissed, whimpered.

He stared at her as she licked his cock, sucked upon the head.

Something possessed him to talk dirty to her even a hand left her shoulder and he stroked her hair.

"You're a good little cocksucker, Erika," he said, shivering again at her ministrations upon him.

God, it had been so long since...

"You like sucking my cock, don't you?" he said as he peered down at her, moving her hair out of the way so he could see her perform every action even as he felt it course through his body.
 
"Am I doing okay?" She asked as she slipped his cock deeper into her mouth. He was so big. God, was his wife an idiot? I was doing this for my father but I was doing this for him too. His wife was a complete idiot for not sucking him like this. She took even more of his dick into her mouth.

She touched his balls softly, they were so heavy already.

"Karl..you're so big. So good." She whispered as she sucked even more. "God, she's an idiot for not wanting this." She whispered , wanting to please him more than anything else.
 
"Yes, she is an idiot," Karl agreed as he stroked her hair. "You're doing great, baby."

Pleasure coursed through him as she worked him over with her hips and tongue. She stroked his scrotum, rubbing testicles heavy with semen. He had not had genuine release in a long time.

Masturbation was nothing compared to this.

He could feel himself already getting close - but he could recover quickly enough.

"God, Erika," he whispered as she bobbed her head up and down upon his cock. "You're so fucking good. You know what I want, Erika, what I really want?"
 
It took a few extra minutes but she finally was able to take his entire dick in her mouth. As she gave him head, she made slurping sounds that could be heard through the entire office. As her head went down on him over and over again. Her fingers stroked his heavy balls, she knew they were full with cum.

"It's okay..just cum. Cum right in my mouth. Let me taste that warm cum, Karl." I urged him on, sucking a little harder now.

"She doesn't know she's missing. She's such an idiot." I whisper with a mouthful of your manly cock in my mouth.

She could tell that he hadn't came for a long time. And she wanted to be the one to give him relief.
 
She did it, she deepthroated him! God above, this woman was sent from God above to take care of him. That was it, he was going to fuck her in his office, then maybe in his car, on her bed, on his wife's bed on his-

And then he heard her words about wanting his warm cum in her mouth.

That was it.

He all but shouted her name in orgasmic bliss,"Erika!"

His cock quivered and pulsed over and over as he came, filling her mouth with his semen-
 
She knew it wouldn't take him long to cum. She could tell he hadn't been getting any from his wife lately. He was sexually frustrated and she wanted to help him.

She smiled as he shot all of his warm cum in her mouth. She swallowed almost all of his warm cum. Some dribbled down her lips but she just licked the cum from her lips.

Karl still had some precum on his dick so she cleaned it up for him. She stood up, sitting back on his desk. "How was that?"
 
Karl needed a few moments to get his breathing under control. His eyes never left hers, even as he came, even as she swallowed his cum, even as she cleaned him up.

"That was, that was amazing, Erika, the best I've had in - hell, the best I've ever had," he admitted without shame. He gave her a grin that was at once lecherous and predatory. "I hope we're not done, sweetling."

He was certain he wouldn't need not to get ready once more - if she thought that was enough to save her father's job, she had another thing coming - or two or ten or...

He smiled inwardly.
 
"Not even close." She smirked as she cleared off his desk completely. She knew they would be here for awhile. She had every intention of saving her father's job but on top of that she planned on pleasuring this man.

Erika pushed off her blouse and bra, throwing them both across the office, not looking to see where they landed. She then shimmied out of her jean skirt, leaving her in her pink panties.

She smiled over at Karl, her father's boss, so he would know full well what was coming.
 
Karl smiled. "Good."

He almost licked his lips at the sight of her magnificent and glorious breasts, full, heavy, unashamedly beautiful. He couldn't wait to get his hands on them, to press them together and use them to fuck his cock.

His eyes trailed to her firm belly to the pink panties - and the damp spot there between her legs. He could smell her arousal, he loved it.

He placed his hands upon her knees and slowly lowered his face to his crotch and kissed the soft fabric above the spot before slowly gliding south to lick at the damp fabric, knowing he was touching sensitive spots beneath. He inhaled her heady musk and smiled up at her as his hands slid from her knees to the panties on her hips.

He started to pull them down.

"May I see your beautiful pussy, Erika?"
 
She smiled as she shoved every single piece of paperwork off his desk and she laid back on his desk. The desk he would have to work on every single day.

"I'm not stopping you." I smiled, knowing I was already wet because of him. This was going to be a fun night. She could already tell.
 
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