The widow's hot job

CHAPTER THREE

While Patty was keeping her boss happy, the salesmen in the main office were talking about her.

"She's sure an improvement over old Graves, isn't she?" somebody said.

That produced an outburst of agreement, and everybody started talking at once about how beautiful and sexy the new receptionist was and how they'd like to make out with her. There wasn't a man in the room who didn't want to get into Patty's pants.

"She's probably got a guy already," said Ken, the hottest salesman.

"Well, there's only one way to find out," replied Brook, the head salesman. "Somebody should ask her out, and if she accepts, he can find out just how far she'll go."

Art, the mousy office manager, grinned and said: "Why don't you take on that assignment, Brook? You're a great success with the ladies."

There was applause for that suggestion, and Brook laughed and said: "Well, hell, why not? The first chance I get today, I'll ask her out."

He got his chance as people were coming back from lunch. Brook was always prompt in returning because he wanted to impress Mr. Clark, and Patty knew she didn't dare be late. So they found themselves entering the office at the same time.

Patty smiled at Brook and hungrily took in the sight of his tall, perfectly built body. He was the hunk of her dreams, big and handsome and super masculine. He was the kind of guy she wanted to fuck when she got the chance. It would be so exciting to fuck with an attractive man her own age.

Brook was taking her in, too. She was a little over average height, fantastically built, and with a beautiful face and long light-blond hair. A guy would have to be pretty out of it, or just not interested in girls, not to get excited about Patty. Mentally, he undressed her and felt his cock stiffening.

"How's the job going, Patty?" he asked.

"I've got a lot to learn, Brook," she admitted with a smile. "But if I can last one more week, I think I'll be okay."

"Well, everybody's delighted to be looking at you instead of Miss Graves," he assured her. "By the way, what are you doing tonight? If you're free, I'd like to take you to dinner."

Patty almost squealed with delight. "Why, Brook, I'd love that," she said. "When would you like to pick me up?"

Brook would have liked to pick her up right then and there, carry her to his apartment, and fuck her silly. But he settled for seven o'clock. Patty went home humming to herself. Brook aroused her like crazy, and she knew that whatever he wanted, she'd give him. What woman would want to hold out with a guy like him?

Patty took a long shower, then dressed in a low-cut black evening gown that showed off her incredible figure. She knew she looked great, and Brook's eyes confirmed the fact when he came together. He took her to one of the nicest restaurants in the city, and afterwards they went dancing. Patty got wildly turned on as she pressed herself against his hard masculine body.

Naturally, when he took her home, she invited him into her apartment for a nightcap. She wasn't letting this hunk get away early. Brook eagerly accepted, and she mixed them a couple of martinis. They sat on the couch together, sipped their drinks, and watched the lights of the city through the big picture window.

"I didn't know till tonight that you just lost your husband," Brook said. "I guess you must be feeling pretty lonely."

Not now, Patty thought. But aloud she said: "Yes, Brook, I do feel very lonely. I don't like not having a man around."

She hoped the hint would be taken, and it was. Brook leaned over and kissed her. He started out gently but soon tried more daring things, darting his tongue suggestively in and out of her mouth. Patty creamed right through her panties.

She was so up for this. Of course, she'd been up for fucking with Henry, too, but at the time any stiff cock would have done the job for her. Now she wanted a man who was young and cute, a guy who really aroused her. Brook was perfect.

She darted her tongue back at his, letting him know she wanted him. He set aside their drinks and really got to work, pulling her tightly against him and shoving his whole tongue into her mouth. Patty was creaming and trembling uncontrollably.

As they came up for air, Brook murmured: "Yes, you really do need a man around Patty. I can tell you like to make love."

"Oh, yes, Brook, I really do," she panted. "And I've missed it so much."

Brook's cock mushroomed, crowding his pants. This gorgeous big-titted blond was as much as telling him that she wanted to fuck. She'd made it clear that she needed some loving desperately and that she wanted him. But he knew that, like most women, she didn't want to be rushed, either.

Brook knew just what to do. That was why he was such a success with women. He went on kissing Patty, getting her hotter and hotter, and when she was trembling with excitement, he slipped down the top of her gown. As he'd suspected, she wasn't wearing a bra.

Her big creamy tits popped free of the dress and stuck out nice and firm. He'd never seen a nicer pair of tits. The large cone-shaped nipples were a delicate light pink. Growling, he reached out and cupped the heavy hot tit globes, and as he began squeezing them, Patty slumped back against the couch and gurgled with delight.

"Oh, yeah, Brook, play with my tits," she panted. "I love that."

Brook's cock tried to rip its way out of his pants. But he didn't hurry. Patty wanted to be slowly and deliciously worked up to the point where she couldn't control herself. He knew most women liked to be courted that way. And Brook liked spinning things out, too. He never liked to rush something as fun as fucking. So he took his time, fondling her tits in a leisurely and sensuous way.

Patty stared adoringly at his handsome face, then down at his big hands as he fondled her tits. He used his thumbs expertly to coax her big sensitive nipples into stiffness. Then he leaned down, stuck out his tongue, and started licking the erect nubs. Patty moaned with pleasure.

"Mmmmmmm, yeah, that feels so exciting," she panted.

This man turned her on totally. She couldn't resist him and didn't want to. If he'd asked her to fuck hanging from the rafters, she wouldn't have hesitated. Any kinky thing Brook asked of her tonight, she'd gladly do it.

She'd been wanting to fuck a guy like him ever since she was a teenager. Instead, she'd married a man old enough to be her grandfather. Carl had been a very nice guy, and she'd loved him sincerely, but all during their ten-year marriage she'd secretly lusted after guys her own age.

Now at last she was going to have one. Brook was being a gentleman, bringing her along slowly, but she saw that enormous lump in his pants and knew he wasn't leaving her apartment till he'd done something about it. And that was just fine with Patty!

"Brook, you're getting me so turned on," she gurgled.

"That's the whole idea," he grinned.

He pushed her big hot tits together, lining up the engorged nipples till they rubbed each other. Then he slid his hot steamy mouth down around both nipples and started to suck. Patty almost flew off the couch. With a hoarse cry of pleasure, she sank back, completely submissive, lacing her fingers through Brook's thick dark hair. He loudly and greedily sucked her nipples till she was panting and squealing with arousal. "Unnnhhh, Brook, I can't take much more," she moaned. "I'll go crazy if I don't get off."

He released her spit-soaked nipples and said: "Well, I'd better do something about that right away. Direct me to the bedroom."

He scooped her up in his arms, and Patty told him where the bedroom was. She reached out and switched on the light as they entered the room. For just a second, she felt a touch of guilt. There was the king-size bed she'd shared with Carl for the whole ten years of their marriage, and she was about to bring another man into it.

But Carl was dead now and she was free, Patty reminded herself. She wasn't expected to do without sex for the rest of her life just because she was a widow. She forgot her guilt and even forgot Carl as Brook stood her up and removed her evening gown the rest of the way. She wasn't wearing anything under it but skimpy bikini panties, and Brook made short work of those, too.

Then Patty helped him undress. Those damned three-piece suits were attractive but maddening to get off quickly. She finally got him stripped, then stood back to admire his powerful male body. He looked like a centerfold out of a woman's magazine – the most attractive man she'd ever seen in her life.

Her eyes drifted down to his cock. He was very nicely hung, his engorged prick so heavy that it weaved and wagged lewdly before him. She thought about taking that long thick slab of cock meat into her starved pussy hole, and she creamed helplessly, the pearly juice overflowing her cunt and running down her legs.

Brook saw the sparkling cunt juice flooding her thighs, and he shivered with excitement. This woman was incredibly horny. He'd never met a girl more in need of hard cock. With a lusty growl, he picked her up again and carried her over to the huge bed. He laid her down on her back, and Patty spread her legs without hesitation.

"I need it so bad, Brook," she moaned.

Brook had a surprise for her, the same surprise he had on all his first dates. It was easy for him to get women aroused, to get them to surrender completely. Most of them ended up like Patty, on their backs with their legs spread, begging for his cock. But that was too easy.

Brook hated routines. He liked to shake women up and do the unexpected. Now he stood ogling Patty's luscious-looking pink cunt silt and thinking how surprised she was going to be when he didn't accept her offer to luck. He climbed onto the bed and crawled between her legs.

"Oh, yes, honey, I want it so bad," she moaned, holding out her arms.

Then she gawked as Brook halted his progress, flopped onto his belly, and stuck his face smack against her juicy hot pussy. She heard obscene slurping and sucking noises and felt his big tongue raking the sensitive flesh between her thighs. It felt marvelous, but she was still in shock. This guy had turned down her obvious invitation to fuck. He'd decided to eat her pussy instead. She couldn't believe it.

"Brook, honey," she gurgled, "you don't have to get me any hotter. I'm about as hot as I can be. We can fuck if you want."

Brook ignored her and started lashing his big tongue fast and hungrily over her creamy pussy. It felt so good that she responded with wails of delight and helpless creaming. It was that hot tangy pussy cream he was after. He lapped her cunt juice up and gobbled it as fast as it spurted from her pussy.

"Oohhhhh, God, yessss," Patty moaned. "You're doing that so good, honey, I love it."

She'd always loved having her pussy licked and sucked. Carl had been an expert at it, and Brook was an expert, too. She held her legs wide open and just let him gobble away. His big hot tongue was everywhere, lashing her throbbing clit, teasing the mouth of her cunt, even rimming the little puckered opening of her shitter.

The love-starved young widow was in heaven. She clawed the bed and sobbed with pleasure as Brook coated every inch of her famished cunt with his hot spit. More musky cream poured from her cunt and down her ass crack, and the big man went for it, lapping it up with the pointed tip of his tongue.

It all felt marvelous to Patty, but she discovered that it was just for openers. After coating her pussy with his saliva, Brook zeroed in on a single target, the juice-spurting mouth of her cunt. She watched him make his big tongue long and stiff, then cram it into her pussy.

"Unnnnhhhh, yesssss!" she screamed.

She'd been aching to have something big in her cunt, and he was giving it to her, cramming her full with his hot slippery tongue. He pushed it into her, clear to the root, then started fucking her with it, hammering it in and out of her velvety fuck-hole.

"Ohhhhh, baby, I love it, I love it," she sobbed.

Patty threw back her head and whimpered and squealed with pleasure as Brook reamed her hot pussy hole with his tongue. He picked up her legs and draped them over his broad shoulders, opening her completely to his tongue fucking and driving the hot meat even deeper than before.

"Unnnhhhh, shit, you're gonna make me come so good that way," Patty wept.

Keeping her legs wide apart and splayed over his shoulders, Brook flicked his long stiff tongue into her cunt. As he touched bottom, Patty took off. She felt his tongue triggering a body blasting orgasm, and then she was convulsing with it and flooding his face with spurt after spurt of creamy come-juice.

"Ohhhhh, God, yessss, ohhhhhh!" the young widow wailed.

Brook went on furiously tongue-fucking her as she came, knowing the deep hard thrusts would make her climax doubly long and intense. Her excitement infected him. His cock, trapped between his belly and the bed, throbbed and bucked. He wanted to cram it into her, yet he was in no hurry. They had all night.

So as Patty started coming down from his tongue-fucking, he slipped the wet meat out of her pussy hole and slid his lips over onto her clit. Firming his mouth around the pulsating lump of clit flesh, he started sucking it. As he'd expected, Patty's horniness rushed back in full force and her pussy went fiery hot against his face.

"Yesssss, suck meeee," she gurgled.

This was some of the best pussy-eating she'd ever experienced. As much as she wanted to fuck Brook, she also wanted to go on enjoying his lips and mouth and tongue. He kept her legs draped over his powerful shoulders, opening her pussy wide, and now he was sucking wetly and noisily on her sensitive clit.

Her clit swelled between his lips and throbbed like crazy, close to explosion. She was so sensitive there that if she rubbed the little button she could get off in less than a minute. Obviously the same thing was going to happen now as her clit responded to Brook's sucking lips.

"Faster," she whimpered. "Ohhhhhh, yesss, here it comes, whaahhhh!"

She blasted his face with floods of molten come. Brook sucked her through another violent orgasm. But the moment she finished coming, she wriggled out of his embrace and jumped on him, knocking him down on his back. She eyed his magnificent hard cock, which was standing up at right angles to his flat hairy belly. She studied his prick and licked her lips.

"Mmmmmm, yessss," she gurgled.

Then she was sliding her hot juicy lips down the thick blue-veined column of his cock. Brook felt his cock meat being sheathed in that tight steamy cavern, and he shuddered with excitement. She was able to take in about half his long hard cock, and she fisted and pumped the rest. Drawing in her cheeks sharply, she began to suck.

"Unnnnhhhh, yeah, baby, great!" he groaned.

Usually Brook liked being the active one in love-making, but now and then he needed a rest, and this was his favorite way to take a break. He lay there grinning, his arms folded behind his head, and watched the cute blonde receptionist working her widely stretched lips up and down his prick.

"Mmmmmm, mmmmm," she moaned.

Her big tits swayed with her movements, the lust-stiffened nipples grazing his body. Brook couldn't keep his cool for long. Soon his horniness was overpowering him, and he spun out of control and started fucking Patty's mouth. Her hoarse moans told him it was okay, that she wanted a whole mouthful of his come.

She didn't have to wait long for it. Panting and groaning, Brook pistoned his prick faster and faster over her slippery little tongue. Then he felt his balls exploding and scaring jizz rushing up his cock. He began pumping her mouth full with blast after blast of boiling jism, and she moaned with excitement.

"Eat it, baby, unngggbhhh!" Brook groaned. Patty's throat muscles were busy as she gobbled the steaming blasts of his come. She drained his cock dry. As it slipped from her mouth, she licked her lips to get every last drop of his tasty cock cream. Brook looked up at her with a mischievous grin on his handsome face.

"Gee, Patty, that was great," he said. "Maybe next time we date, we can fuck."

Patty placed her hands on his shoulders and leaned down on them. "Brook," she said hoarsely, "you're not going anywhere. I'm not letting you out of this bed till we've fucked."

"Is that a promise?"