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by Cristiano Caffieri

Abby Mendel was a determined young woman – what she wanted, she usually got – and she wanted the polite and suave new doorman at her office building. Handsome, with thick black curly hair, he was built like a brick shithouse and had a smile that could charm the birds out of the trees. He’d only been doing the job for about a week but she spotted him immediately. Of course, he had also noticed Abby – who wouldn’t? She was one of those long legged, short skirted, city executive types who ate right, exercised regularly and exuded sexuality.

This woman, who had been brought up in comparative poverty, had a lust for power and had risen to the top by trampling on anyone who got in her way. She was proud of that.

The doorman seemed easy pickings. She assumed by his heavy accent that he was a recent immigrant. As such, he would be anxious to keep his job and comparatively easy to manipulate.

Abby ordered her PA to pull his file so that she could check up on his personal details, marital status etc and was rather surprised when her assistant came back empty handed.

“Go and check the fucking files again,” she yelled, throwing a pen at her cringing underling.

Soon, a number of people were engaged in the search. No file emerged and it turned out that he wasn’t even on the payroll. Seething, that something hadn’t turned out the way she wanted, she petulantly tapped on the telephone with her fingers and went into deep thought.

Originally a nonentity, the mystery man had begun to intrigue her more and more. She became so horny thinking about him that she pulled up her short skirt and started to massage her twat under desk. Just as she was about to cum, her PA popped her head back into the office.

“Lizzie in Personnel said the man on the door should be Ernie Summers. Your guess is as good as mine as to who that clown actually is.”

Abby suddenly realized she didn’t even know the name of the uniformed-hunk she was beginning to drool over.

“Get security to question him,” she snapped. “Right away!”

The answers that came back were far from satisfactory. He said that his name was Paolo Manfredo and claimed to be standing in for Ernie who was sick. That of course breached all regulations. Abby immediately ordered him to be brought to her office after business hours so she could get to the bottom of the situation.

When “Paolo” walked in, he gave her that wonderful smile of his and she practically forgot what she wanted to ask him. To add to the confusion, Abby leaned too far back in her chair in an attempt to look relaxed and did a backwards summersault onto the floor.

Her mystery employee was by her side in a split second. He put his arms around his boss, pulled her to her feet and looked deep into her eyes.

Even when she began to make excuses about being clumsy, he kept his hands anchored onto her slim waistline. Suddenly this woman, who thought that she was the one that wielded all the power and made all the decisions, was feeling weak at the knees.

Abby moved her face a little closer to his, inviting him to take advantage of her quivering lips, and he did. Crushing his open mouth against hers, he pulled her tight against his chest and her arms snaked around his neck as if they were long-time lovers.

Abby could feel his rock-hard dick pressing against the base of her belly and she wondered just how far it would reach if he rammed it up inside of her. She wasn’t going to have to wait long, as his hand stealthily crept inside her top, pushing her flimsy bra upwards and gently caressing her soft warm tits.

Wanting to take it a step further, the bold executive stroked his protruding penis with her fingers which seemed to be all the encouragement he needed. Overcome with desire, he began to strip off her clothes – Abby offered no resistance. First he pulled the top over her head and unbuttoned the side of her skirt, before kneeling on the floor in order to yank her panties down to her ankles.

She leaned back, resting her arms on the desk, as Paolo wrapped his big hands around her buttocks and began to languorously lick her trimmed pussy. To help facilitate his deep and delicious lingual probing, she moved one leg aside, giving him easy access to her steaming wet crack. Removing his hands from her downy ass-cheeks, he gently pulled open her vulva and explored the pink and well-lubricated folds of her velvety snatch.

It felt as though she’d been struck by lightning. Abby’s clit was going off like a grade-school fire alarm. Her whole being was shaking out of control as she had the best orgasm of her life. Great thunderous jolts of climactic ecstasy pounded her entire body and left her in a shuddering heap on the plush carpet.

When she at last had regained her composure, she began to literally tear off Paolo’s shirt. Anxious to assist his boss in her endeavours, he chivalrously unbuckled his belt. His company-assigned pants had not hit the floor before she was on her knees with his thick cock sliding in and out of her mouth. Grabbing on to her short blonde hair, he held it tightly as she eagerly slid up and down his impressive Johnson. It wouldn’t be long. Abby was jacking him furiously with her right hand and fondling his nuts with the other.

“Holy fuck!” he called out, as he shot his viscous load into her mouth. His throbbing boner continued to ooze and spurt for several seconds before she slowly took it out, rubbing the twitching and dripping end all over her face. Abby was now breathing heavily and groaning like a sex-starved beast.

Paolo’s dick didn’t seem to have any intention of going back to its dormant state. The faux security guard swept her up in his arms and laid her down on the desk. First he sucked on her tits while probing her sopping cunt with his long fingers. Quickly dispensing with the foreplay formalities, he spread her legs open wide and rammed his 9 inches of man meat inside her with one giant thrust.

Her eyes almost popped out of her head, as he crashed up against her pubic bone again and again with his lengthy lap monster. This intense pud pounding went on for a dozen or more strokes before Paolo grabbed onto her tits and turned his boss-humping pace up to 11. Abby was being fucked dizzy and in a state of complete rapturous arousal.

Normally she was the aggressive one, the one who said how she wanted it. But now, she was surrendering her vagina to this unknown doorman, and ready to cater to his every whim. At that moment, he could have fucked her in the ass backwards, forwards or sideways – she was his!

Paolo’s balls started to feel like they were dipped in molten lava. His goo was rapidly streaming up into her love canal and he let out a deafening yell – and she joined him. Her cunt-hole tightly constricted around the base of his cock, squeezing every drop of his cum into her as she rode out a second blistering orgasm. After it was all over, they just sat there naked on the desk, taking deep breaths.

“Oh my god – who are you?” she hoarsely inquired. “Who the fuck are you?”

Paolo looked at her with a little guilt on his face and when he spoke, his accent suddenly changed from Sicilian to Harvard.

“I’m Charles Henley-Fry, the new owner of the company. I’m sorry about the subterfuge but I wanted to act as doorman for a few days so that I could observe the staff. In particular I wanted to see how they reacted to a man whose sole purpose is to open and close doors for them. I don’t like people in my companies looking down on others and you have certainly past that test with flying colors.”

From that moment on, Abby turned over a new leaf. Not only did she treat her immediate staff better but over the next few months she fucked the manager from traffic, the mail boy and the man who came to fix the blinds. She now has frequent strategy meetings with Charles. Sometimes they’re held in the office; sometimes in the penthouse apartment he’s rented for her as a company perk. The building in which it’s housed has a doorman named Eduardo. She doesn’t know if he’s the owner of the building, or working under cover for her boss, but not wanting to take any chances, she lets him fuck her at least twice a month.

Eduardo thinks America is the greatest country in the world. THE END

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