Busty Babes 1/Busty Babes - Vol 1.iso/stories/blkmale1.txt

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                                  "BLACKMALED"
                                  By DATS Him

                              PART 1 - THE OFFICE

    Since a 94 year old man, with even older policies and values, was still in
charge of the privately owned and operated international company, a women's
chances for advancement were very limited. Three months ago, Ann was astonished
to learn and absolutely flabbergasted to hear that the Board of Directors
appointed her Vice-President of Finance. She was the first woman ever to reach
such a high position in the company and, at only 29, she was also the youngest
vice-president in the history of the firm. Things were slowly changing after
all this time. What made the company's transition difficult was the overseas
business, with its quirks, pitfalls, and problems.

    In this market, bribes, kickbacks, payoffs, and other unethical, often
illegal, business practices were considered routine and expected. Because the
majority of the profits came from overseas, the firm's board looked for an
executive that could withstand and resist all the temptations they would
certainly come up against. This wasn't due to their sense of high standards,
but caused by the new IRS awards given to anyone who reported and could prove
certain activities were going on. The company's top executives were as
cut-throat as any found on Wall street and would stab someone in the back
without hesitation. This use to be good for business, but with the public more
aware now, the board decided to change the company image. Ann displayed a high
amount of integrity, intelligence, loyalty, and was beyond approach to any of
the other executives. She was chartered by the old man to keep 'these little
boy's hands out of the cookie jar'.

    Ann was tired and restless. This wasn't good. She had work to get done and
tonight was the only time she could find. Taking a short break, she turned her
chair toward the window and blankly stared at the city below. It was 10:30
Thursday night. Everyone had gone home long ago. Her desk lamp was the only
light on in the plush offices atop the 45 story building. "This is the price
you pay for success girl," she reminded herself. Yes and what a price. Her
boyfriend, Sam, was upset when she called to say she couldn't meet him that
evening. They were considered by everyone to be the perfect "Yuppie Couple,"
good jobs, plenty of money, and each had expensive cars and clothes. They
weren't married yet, but they did love one another, after their jobs. She
really wanted to be with him, especially tonight. Ann was horny as hell and
dying to be fucked.

    Sam just got back from a two week business trip this afternoon. She hoped
he was hornier than she was, if that was possible. She loved it when he got
worked up, taking charge and making her do things in bed. Exciting things. She
enjoyed this side of him most because, for her, it was such a big difference
from how she acted at work. She often wished he would do it more and not just
in bed. She sometimes got tired of having to make decisions and it felt
wonderfully decadent to be bossed around. It was most fortunate that nobody at
the company knew about this very personal characteristic trait. They'd be
shocked at first, but then would certainly jump at the chance to take advantage
of her. She couldn't and wouldn't allow that to happen.

    Sam discovered it early in their relationship and eventually told Ann he'd
like to see her act out some of his sexual fantasies. He had her to the point
that she was willing to do anything he told her, as long as it didn't involve
pain or other people. Sam once mentioned he'd like to see her dress up and act
like a slut in public, because the image she had at work was one of being
straight laced and aloof. Ann admitted the idea intrigued her, but told him
she'd never act out that fantasy. She was too afraid of what might happen if
anyone from the office even heard rumors about it. It was forbidden, a dream
not to be realized, and a subject he should never bring up again.

    While sitting alone in her apartment last night, she remembered back to how
dejected and hurt he looked. Feeling sorry for pouncing on him like that, she
decided, as a special welcome home present, she would at least dress like a
slut for him. In the privacy of her apartment, not his. AND, NOT IN PUBLIC! She
took a long lunch today and bought herself outfits for the occasion. Walking to
her office closet, she pulled out the carry-on flight bag hanging inside. When
her secretary asked about the bag, she said that Sam and her were going away
for the four day weekend and she wanted to be ready. Laying it on her sofa, Ann
began removing the items that were in it.

    She pulled out four mini-dresses. Each one was short and revealing, fitting
tightly on her body. They made her feel wickedly indecent when she tried them
on in the shop. They looked like something a hooker might wear while standing
on a street corner. She laid the dresses down and picked up the next package.
In it, were pairs of Fogal nylon stockings, one of every color the store had.
She set these aside and got the third bag. This contained a dozen garter belts.
Ann only picked up the sexy ones, leaving the white plain types for the older
ladies to buy. She dumped the garter belts out on the sofa and took out the
last item in the flight bag, a shoe box. She only purchased one pair of new
shoes. They were sandals made from a clear plastic, giving them a crystal look.
She recalled hearing someone refer to them as 'fuck me shoes'.  She thought it
was because they had 5 inch thin high heels. After spotting them, Ann didn't
want to look at any other shoes. She received a sly look and smile from the
clerk as she paid for everything.

    "Oh my! You don't have any panties here. Did you want to look at some? We
have real sexy ones to ma..." the teenage clerk was interrupted.

    "Never wear them. Just give me the bottom line so I can get out of here.
I'm late for work." Ann ordered.

    "Okay!" the clerk said, adding "YOU BITCH!" under her breath.

    All the clothes would surprise her boyfriend and just the thought of
wearing them for him made her hornier. Since nobody could look into her office
from outside, and even the maintenance people were gone now, Ann decided to try
on one whole outfit, just to see what she looked like. Before stripping out of
her business clothes, she checked the hallway. Every thing was quiet and nobody
was around. Completely naked and standing in front of her new clothes, Ann
choose her outfit.

    She picked out a pair of nude color nylons and a lacy yellow garter belt
first. The silky smooth feeling of the stockings going on was great compared to
the pantyhose she just took off. The garter belt hugged her hips and, with the
front straps hanging down each thigh, framed her pussy sensuously, its color
almost matching that of her neatly trimmed mound. The garter straps didn't have
to be lengthened since the nylons came up so high on her thighs. Even though
the mini-dresses were all a size too small, junior miss 3, Ann had no problem
slipping on the shiny silver one she grabbed. The open back came very low,
almost to her ass, and she was afraid her garter belt could be seen. Turning to
look at her reflection in the office window, she was relieved it didn't. The
dress was ice cold against her nipples and were causing them to become hard and
erect. She reached behind and connected the silver chain at her neck. It was
the only thing that kept the front of her dress from falling off her shoulders.
She slipped into her high heels and looked at the window again.

    Ann didn't look like a business women, not the type she knew. Stepping
closer to her desk, she moved the lamp a little and got a better view. "Thank
God these stockings are long!" she thought. The dress was so short she could
almost see the dark band at the top of her nylons. The deep V-front of the
dress flattered her chest and she did like the way her tits filled the
material. Leaning forward over the desk, she saw her cleavage more prominently.
She also felt cool air on her ass as the back lifted. She turned around and
leaned forward again, watching her reflection to see how high the back came up.

    "MY GOD!" Ann exclaimed aloud.

    She saw her pussy and most of her ass being reflected in the window.
Remaining this way and staring, Ann was proud to see her ass was still small
and round. She liked the way the nylons emphasized the slimness of her thighs
too. Looking more closely and spreading her legs a little, she noticed her
pussy was slightly swollen. "No wonder Sam said he likes to fuck me from
behind, I look pretty good," she said to herself. Before this moment, Ann never
thought she could look so sensual and started to get more excited. "Yes," she
thought, "I like this outfit. I think I'll wear it when Sam comes over
tomorrow." Standing up and facing the window, she conjured up all kinds of sexy
and nasty things to say to him tomorrow afternoon. Things she thought he might
like hearing. Leaning on her desk and practicing, Ann started talking in her
sexiest voice.

    "Don't look so surprised Sam. I haven't been fucked in over 2 weeks. I'm so
horny, I can't help myself. Go ahead. Look me over. All this is for you baby. I
know you want me to dress and act like a slut. I'll be your slut Sam for as
long as you want. You can do anything to me and I won't stop you. Right here.
Right now." she said to Sam, her boyfriend, who wasn't really there.

    Someone else was though! He was a 6' 10," 43 year old black man, and his
name was Sam ALSO! He was the owner of the janitorial company that cleaned the
offices. He was making his final inspection of the top floor when he heard
Ann's voice in the next office. He had been standing in her doorway ever since
she said 'My God!' out loud.

    "You know I'd never dress like this if I didn't mean it. I'll be your slut
baby. Slut with a capital S L U T!" Ann said, not realizing a different man
named Sam was watching and listening. She leaned forward, rubbing her breasts,
and stuck her ass high in the air, wiggling it for effect.

    "What would you like to do first baby? Do you want me to drop to my knees
and suck you off? I can make your dick wet and slippery just like my pussy is.
Do you want me down on the floor so you can fuck my brains out? Seriously Sam.
You can do anything you want to me."

    Sam watched as Ann took her right hand and pushed it under her short dress,
softly stroking the full length of her pussy the her middle finger. He couldn't
believe it. He was in her office now, his cock growing harder and hypnotized by
her erotic form. "She can't be talking to me," Sam thought. I just caught her
playing with herself. She doesn't know what she's saying.

    "What's the matter Sam? Cat got your tongue? You can have me any way you
want baby. Just name it! You can even fuck me in the ass if you want. Tie me up
and fuck my face. I'd really get off if you did that! Whatever you want baby.
You're not dreaming. The first time I saw you, I got excited. More than any man
I've ever known before, you drive me crazy with lust and make me loose all my
sexual inhibitions." Ann moaned, before closing her eyes.

    She was being swept away by her horniness and caught up in her dream of
what her boyfriend might do to her. Driven by the excitement of acting and
talking so lewdly, she pushed two fingers deeply into her moist pussy and
slowly extracted them. The palm of her hand was applying a constant pressure to
her clitoris, making it grow and exciting her more. Ann kept babbling about the
things she would let 'her Sam' do. She spread her legs further apart and
gyrated her hips while she slowly finger-fucked herself. Completely aroused,
she laid her head down on the desk and continued to masturbate, trying to
obtain the climax she needed.

    Glancing at the other dresses and all the lingerie on her couch, Sam was
still stunned. This beautiful and young female wanted to be his slut? No way!
She had to know he was standing there though. The keys on his belt made enough
noise when he dropped his pants down. She had to notice his reflection in the
window as he stood there and rubbed his growing dick.

    Ann continued to wantonly finger-fuck herself and talk, almost shouting.
Suddenly, her left hand shot out and groped for something on her desk. Finding
a bottle of hand lotion, She grabbed it and put it between her sweating thighs.
Spreading her pussylips apart with two fingers, she pushed the cap of the
bottle into herself and groaned. Imagining her boyfriend was looking at her,
she continued talking.

    "See the kind of horny slut I can be. You can fuck me with anything! I'll
masturbate with this for a while and you keep stroking your dick. Get it hard
for me baby.  When you're ready to fuck me, don't say anything. Just get behind
me. Make me scream Sam. Treat me like dirt. I want to be your slut Sam!"

    With the bottle firmly wedged inside her pussy, Ann brought her hands up
and grabbed the other side of the desk. She began humping her desk, forcing the
bottle a little deeper each time. She looked at her reflection in the office
window again and spoke.

    "Hurry baby! This is too small. Pull it out and give me that beautiful cock
you're rubbing. That's what I really want! You have to know that! You must
believe me! Please baby! I need your cock right now Sam! Please! Give it to me!
Fuck me Sam! Fuck me!"

    That did it! She convinced him. Ann was begging Sam to fuck her. She looked
right at him in the window and couldn't help but see his reflection standing
behind her's.

     "Hang on! Let me get my underwear down." Sam said.

     Ann froze dead still, turned a pale white, stopped breathing, and her
heart skipped several beats. In the window, she saw a huge black figure moving
behind her. She blinked her eyes to make sure she wasn't seeing things. The
dark outline was advancing toward her, making chime-like noises as it got
closer. Every instinct told her to scream and cover herself, but she was
paralyzed. She saw the reflection of, and felt, black hands grabbing her hips.
Her eyes opened wide in terror. Her mouth gaped open for a scream. The scream
never came out. She felt the bottle of hand lotion slowly coming out of her
pussy. As if to confirm what her body already told her, she looked in the
window, waiting for the bottle to appear. It didn't! Instead, Ann heard a dull
thud, like something had dropped on the carpet. She sighed, closed her eyes,
and thought to herself, "God I need to get laid. I'm starting to imagine
things. The bottle fell out! Probably because I'm so wet down there."

    Like a thousand tiny flashbulbs going off at the same time, her eyes lit up
while still closed! She knew what caused it, but didn't believe it. Her hips
were slammed hard against the desk again. She knew why, but kept denying the
reason. Again, her body was slammed from behind and her desk shook. The fourth
time she was pounded, the air in her lungs involuntarily escaped.

    "Come on slut! Move that ass and fuck me! I ain't going to do all the
work." Sam yelled at her.

    "NO! NO! LEAVE ME ALONE! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING! GET OFF ME!" Ann
finally screamed.

    "Shut the fuck up slut! You invited me." Sam said.

    "I...I WHAT! I did no such thing! STOP! GET OFF OF ME DAMN YOU!"

    "Yes you did! I didn't know you had a thing for black guys. So, you've
wanted to be my slut ever since you first saw me! Shit! You should have spoke
up sooner." Sam told her.

    "No! No! I...I was... OH GOD! STOP IT! You're hurting me!"

    "Fuck you! I only got a couple of inches in. 'Abuse me.', you said. If you
want to be my slut, you'll take all of it!" Sam yelled.

    "NO! OH! It hurts! STOP! I CAN EXPLAIN!"

    "Explain what! That I can fuck your ass. Tie you up and fuck your face if I
want! Maybe I'll try that later. Right now I want some of that pussy you've
been playing with. Come on! I'm starting to get pissed. I don't like fucking
cock-teasers!" Sam said to her.

    She had one the tightest pussy he ever fucked and, after looking down at
his cock between her creamy white ass cheeks, he wasn't sure if he could get
the whole thing inside her. Ann's pussylips were thinly stretched around the
shaft of his dick and glistening with her own wetness, but that didn't make it
any easier for her when he rammed inside her. Having a cock that measured 6
inches around and nearly 11 inches long, there weren't many woman who could
take the whole thing, not the first time anyway. Sam was determined though and
kept shoving at her until no more would fit.

    "You can't fool me! I heard you beg me for it. You looked right at me in
the window and told me to pull that bottle out of your cunt and shove my cock
up there instead. You going to deny that?" Sam asked.

    "No! I didn't mean...I mean yes I said...But I...I..."

    Ann was confused. This guy must have been watching her for a long time.
Yes, she was sexually excited, but she had to explain to him what she was
really doing. No matter how embarrassed she was to admit it to a stranger or
how totally humiliating it would be for her, she had to make him understand
that he was wrong. She wasn't begging HIM to fuck her, she was thinking of her
lover and talking out loud to herself, that was all. It wasn't a come-on or
invitation to anyone. Ann turned to look behind her.

    "Twist that ass! Yeah! Like that!" Sam moaned.

    He saw another two inches of his cock slide in her. He lunged forward,
slamming her and shaking the desk, but couldn't fuck any deeper. He saw the
bottle she was using by his feet and got an idea. Placing his left hand firmly
on her back and pressing down hard, he pulled his cock out of her. Before she
could react, he bent down, grabbed the bottle, and shoved his cock back in her.
Ann screamed for help when he shoved into her sore pussy again. Unlike her, Sam
was positive there was nobody else in the building to hear her scream. Everyone
was gone for the long weekend.

    Ann thought the man changed his mind when he pulled out, that he realized
he had made a giant mistake after all. That's why she didn't move. But, when
she felt him roughly jam his cock back into her, she knew her chance to escape
his attack was gone. She tensed further when she felt something cold and wet
touch her pussy.

    Sam was pouring hand lotion over the exposed area of his cock, he figured
this would allow him to fuck into her all the way. The white lotion was thick
and drooling over his cock, it looked like his cum. All set now, Sam closed the
bottle and dropped it to the floor.

    "Well, what are you waiting for? You going to fuck me or just lay there
with your ass in the air?" he asked her.

    When she didn't respond, Sam grabbed her small waist with his big hands,
almost encircling it, and cruelly fucked his hips forward with all his might,
while pulling her back at the same time.

    "OH MY GOD!" Ann screamed and flew off the desk.

    Ann was as light as a feather, weighing only 103 pounds. After jumping off
the desk, she was perched over his cock and looked like she was sitting on a
black pole in front of him. Her feet were dangling 18 to 20 inches above the
floor. She wasn't about to go anywhere, but Sam scooted forward and pressed her
smooth nylon covered legs between him and the desk anyway. He wasn't sure if he
got all his dick in or not, but he knew he shoved most of it up her. He stood
still and didn't move, allowing her time to adjust to the pain of being fucked
so deeply, so suddenly.

    Ann indeed did feel pain. It was a searing pain that shot through her body.
It starting from her labia to deep inside her womb. She thought she'd pass out
it was so bad, but regretfully didn't. It felt as though a huge drill bit had
been crudely rammed inside her, pushing and then shredding everything it came
in contact with upon entering. All the nerve endings she had down there were
burning from the sudden invasion.

    Sam looked at the reflection they made in the window. He couldn't see
anything but his dark figure standing behind a suddenly tall and very sexily
dressed Ann. That was all he could make out. He reached over with his long arms
and pulled her desk lamp closer. That was better, but still not good enough. He
adjusted the lamp again, shining the light more on Ann's body and face. The
window reflection got brighter and turned into a life-size photograph.

    "I always thought you were a sexy little thing. Shit! Dressed like this,
you're 10 times sexier." he said in her ear.

    Sam kept checking the window, to see when her tortured grimace went away.
When she relaxed, he would begin to fuck her. For now though, his cock was
being gripped tightly inside her and he wasn't about to complain. He'd give her
all the time she needed to get use to his size. Using one hand to hold her
upper body against him, Sam reached down with the other and pulled the hem of
her silver dress up past her waist, exposing her nylons, garter belt, and naked
pussy. He looked up at the window again.

    "Fuck me dead!" he said out loud.

    He was buried to the hilt in her. There was a swelling in her lower
stomach, a big bulge where his cock was. Something else looked strange to him
and then he noticed what it was. Ann's cuntlips were gone. The force of his
thrust and thickness of his cock had them drawn and stuffed inside her! Just
below her triangular patch of blonde pubic hair, there was nothing. Her pussy
couldn't be seen at all. Only his black hairy balls showed up in stark contrast
to the white skin between her legs. She still had the same expression on her
face, so Sam decided to see what the rest of her body looked like. Leaning back
and appraising her dress for a moment, he found a latch that kept a chain taunt
across her shoulder blades and un-snapped it.

    "Boy! you sure wear some expensive clothes. How many outfits do you have
over there anyway?" Sam asked her.

    Ann couldn't hear a word he said. The burning sensation around and inside
her pussy was still intense. She was grateful that he wasn't moving, but it was
a poor consolation. She was aware that her feet weren't on the floor and that
she was atop his monstrous dick. In her present state, she'd be willing to beg
him to let her down so she could stand squarely on her feet instead of dangling
the way she was. With her eyes still shut tightly, she opened her mouth to ask
him this one small favor. Nothing came from her voice box but a high pitched
squeak.

    Sam barely heard the sound and looked at her in the window. Ann's pink lips
were trying to form a word and he tried to guess it.

    "You want to start fucking NOW?" Sam asked.

    Ann shook her head 'no'

    "You want me to pull OUT a little bit?" he asked again. Ann violently shook
her head 'no'. She was too fearful that if he did, she'd see, 'up close and
personal', her vagina being pulled inside out by his cock. She tried again to
lip the word 'DOWN'.

    "OUCH? Yeah, I'm sure it hurts, but give it a minute or two. Actually,
you've done pretty good. Coating my dick with that hand lotion helped slide it
in a bunch too. You want to know something? You're the first woman able to take
all 11 inches the first time. Go on! Take a look. You can see the outline of my
dick inside your cunt. I ain't lying. You can see my dick buried in your cunt
from the outside!" Sam said to her.

    Ann's eyes popped wide open when she heard 11 inches. Her boyfriend was 7,
and she was satisfyingly full when they made love. No wonder there was a
burning pain between her legs now. How could he get 11 inches inside her? "My
vibrator is 8 inches," she was thinking, "and I've never been able to take it
all. He's got to be lying." She tried to focus on the window by blinking
several times. She immediately regretted what she saw. The man was definitely
black and huge! Ann knew she wasn't touching the floor and still, the man
towered above her, making her look like a midget.

    Sam, his eyes half closed, watched her look at the window and decided it
was time for some serious fucking. Because her pussy was so tight, he'd take it
nice and slow this first time. He tried to step out of his pants and could hear
a high pitched squeal coming from her each time he moved. Finally able to kick
them out of the way, he scooted back and lowered himself.

    "OH GOD! STOP! PLEASE DON'T MOVE!" Ann screamed.

    "Never had a big dick before huh? Don't worry. Just have to stretch your
cunt a little more. Hold on! Here we go." Sam said and thrust what little he
did pull out, back into her.

    "NO! YOU BASTARD! STOP!"

    Sam stopped all right and stood up straight, bringing her with him back the
same position. This caused Ann to scream out in agony again. He felt it was
time to teach her some manners. He reached around front and squeezed each of
her exposed tits in his big hands until she screamed again.

    "Get one thing clear! You don't ever call me names. You got that!" Sam
yelled and squeezed hard on her tits again.

    "YES! PLEASE YES! Oh God Please! Whatever you say! YES!"

    Sam released her tits and grabbed her slim waist again. When he pulled his
cock back and lowered himself this time, she only whimpered, biting her lower
lip to keep from screaming out.

    "That's better. Keep your mouth shut! Now spread your legs wider so I can
fuck this tight cunt you got!"

    Able to stand in her high heels now, Ann tried to spread her legs further
apart, but couldn't move them. She forgot about the burning pain his cock was
causing and concentrated on not getting him mad again.

    With a loud BANG, Ann was pushed face down on the desk. Sam moved his feet
back from her's and put himself at the angle and height he wanted. He then
began to fuck her. With each steady push and pull, the distance his cock
traveled increased. Soon, he was able to get half his dick out and back in
smoothly. Then, he started fucking her in a circular motion. He saw her pussy
was adjusting to his size, even if she wasn't. As long as she kept quiet and
cooperated, he didn't care. Sam started pulling more of his dick out until only
the head remained inside her. A few more long stokes like these and he'd have
her get in his favorite position, on her hands and knees with her ass high in
the air. First, he wanted to tease her. If she wanted to be his slut, then he'd
treat her like one.

    "Hey, your taking the whole thing now! How you like having 11 inches of
cock rammed up your cunt? You like it slut? Sure you do. I can see your cunt
juicing all over my cock. Bet your boyfriend never fucked you this good. Know
how I can tell? Your cunt's real tight, that's how. Well, let's see if he likes
fucking the cave I leave between your legs when I'm done. Bet his little dick
just bounces around in here and doesn't hit jack shit! What do you think slut?
Think his small pecker will ever get you off again? Sam taunted her.

    Ann could only grunt. She was semi-relaxing, the burning easing up a bit.
Each shove of his hips, caused her to make a face and squeal. Ann never thought
a man could get so big. She felt the head of his dick bumping hard against her
cervix while the rest of his huge cock rubbed and stretched the inside of her
pussy. "Is he really that big or is he using something else on me? Whoever he
is, he caught me by surprise. I was already excited, so what he's doing should
make no difference. So why does it?" she thought. A cold shiver went up her
spine.

    "Enough of this! You pussy's ready for some serious fucking. Get up!" Sam
ordered.

    After pulling his dick out, Ann stayed where she was. Her ass and legs hung
down the front of the desk and her feet spread wide apart.

    Sam looked at her. "Shit!" he thought suddenly, "What the fuck am I doing?
I've got to come back here Monday and negotiate the contract on this place.
With HER! She's a good piece of ass, but she's not worth $80,000 a year. Fuck!"
Sam stood there, all sorts of gloomy thoughts running through his head, mostly
about loosing the business on this place. Sam came up with an idea. He looked
at her, to make sure she wasn't going to get up. "No, she'll stay put for a
while, but I better move quick." he said to himself.

    As Sam quietly left Ann's office, butt naked, she was thinking about what
just happened. "How could I be so damn stupid. Why didn't I just finish up with
the work on my desk and go home. I could have tried the clothes on there and
then nobody would have barged in on me. How could I loose control like that?
Because I'm horny as hell. Sam hasn't made love to me in almost 3 weeks." While
Ann was trying to rationalize and justify everything going on, Sam was in the
main conference room next door.

    He found the cabinet he was looking for. He rummaged around and grabbed
what he knew was inside. He'd 'borrowed' it before. As a matter of fact, for
the same purpose, but with one difference. Those woman knew their picture was
being taken, Ann wouldn't. Not until it was too late. The camera and a package
of film he pulled out developed pictures instantly. Loading it as fast as he
could, he ran back. He'd clean up the papers on the floor after he was done
with Ann.

    She was still laying on her desk. Sam walked over and pointed the camera.
He had to get her face. Nobody would believe him otherwise. If she went to the
police and said Sam raped her, the cops would believe her and throw his ass in
jail. He also wanted to make sure it included the clothes she was wearing, as
extra proof he didn't rape her. By not moving when he left, Ann made it easy
for Sam to get the perfect picture. Her face was well lit by the desk lamp. The
back of her silver dress was hiked up, exposing her naked ass and the tops of
her nylon stockings, attached to a sexy yellow garter belt. She was wearing
'fuck me heels' and her legs were spread wide apart. The bottle of hand lotion
was on the carpet between her feet, at first glance, looking like a vibrator.
"This is great!" Sam thought.

    CLICK!

    Ann was startled by the sudden flash of light but didn't move until she
heard a strange sound. It was familiar, but she couldn't remember what caused
it. She raised her head up and opened her eyes. There was another flash of
light and the same sound.

    "NO PICTURES!" she screamed.

    "To late!" Sam said and waited for the first one to develop while the
second picture came out of the camera.

    Ann stood upright, trying to cover herself and hide how she was really
feeling. With these clothes on, a look of indignation was out. She became
terrified suddenly and all kinds of frightening thoughts crossed her mind. But
one thing was crystal clear. Professionally and personally, she would be ruined
if anyone ever saw those pictures. She had to get them. Ann had a reputation
for being decisive and bold. "Better act quick girl," she thought, "before this
big cocked, shit for brains, asshole realizes what he's got." Gathering all the
strength she had, Ann struck her sternest pose and yelled at him.

    "Okay enough is enough! Give me that camera and those photographs right now
or I'll call the police and have you thrown in jail for blackmail."

    Sam looked her squarely in the eyes. He never thought of blackmail. He
wanted the pictures so she couldn't scream rape. He was only trying to protect
himself. Now, she wanted the pictures as much as he did, maybe even more.
Walking up to her, the camera and pictures in his left hand, he held them out.

    Ann was relieved he wasn't going to put up a fight. She knew there was no
way she could take the pictures from him and if she tried, he would easily fend
her off. She reached out her hands.

    All of a sudden, his right hand viciously slapped her hard across the face.
With a loud SMACK, Ann was sent sprawling to the other side of the office,
rolling into small low table between to chairs by the wall.

    Sam stood menacingly above her, thinking to himself. "If she begs me, even
once, for these pictures, she's mine!"

    His slap was hard and she was rubbing her face, but she wasn't thinking of
the slap. Ann was desperately trying to figure out a way of getting those
pictures from him. She didn't know what to do now. It was plain that he wasn't
just going to hand them over to her, but she couldn't allow him keep them
either. She just couldn't. She had to do something, but what! Her mind was
racing around, trying to find a solution.

    Looking at her, Sam noticed his dick was still semi-hard, pointing out and
down toward her. He saw a good profile of her face and his dick. Pointing the
camera down, he took another picture.

    "OH! Please! I beg you! No more pictures!"

    "Gotcha!" Sam said to himself. She was afraid of having her picture taken
like this. He was going to use that fear. He wondered how many times he'd be
able to fuck her before the night was over. He had to be cool about it though.
She was smart. She had to be real smart to have this office.

    "WAIT!" Sam thought, "That's it! That's what she's afraid of. Her job, her
career, her reputation! She'll do anything to get the pictures back. Anything!"
Sam's mouth was watering at the idea of having this young, beautiful, and
powerful executive, groveling at his feet, willing to do anything he asked. He
still had to be careful though. She was known around this part of town as
someone who got her own way, never gave in to anybody, and always came out on
top in the end. A real bitch to some, a real pain in the ass to others. Either
way, she wasn't to be messed with. "I'll have to make her believe I'm an
idiot," he thought to himself, "She has to think she's smarter than me. I'll
convince her I'm afraid she'll talk. That should do it. Poor girl. You don't
stand a chance. My daddy always said, 'experience and treachery will win out
over your youth and intelligence'. You're about to learn just how true that
is."

    "Tell you what. You let me finish fucking you and I'll give you the
pictures. Plus, you can't go to the cops. Tonight is just between you and me.
Nobody else! You have to promise to keep your mouth shut. Is it a deal?"

    Ann thought she was the luckiest person on earth. A fast fuck, which she
needed, and her worries would be over.

    "It's a deal" she said quickly before he changed his mind.

    "Mistake number one! Never show your eagerness to the opposition," Sam said
to himself.

    "You have to promise. I mean it! You can't mention tonight to the cops!"
Sam said.

    "I swear to you, I won't call the police if you give me the pictures!"

    "Number two and three!" Sam thought, "Never believe anyone who puts you in
a compromising position and never believe that someone else has the same fears
you do. Shit! Any street kid would have told me to kiss their ass by now."

    "Okay. I'll put this stuff down here, on the table. This way, when we're
done fucking, you'll know where it's at." Sam said.

    Before he put the camera down, he made sure the self-timer was on and
pointed the auto-focus lens at the big open space between her desk and couch.
Sam then walked over to the middle of it and knelt down.

    "Well? What about your end of the bargain? You going to let me fuck you or
our is the deal off?" Sam asked her.

    "No...I mean YES! Yes, our deal is still on. I'll..."

    "You'll fuck me." Sam finished the sentence for her.

    "Yes, but only one time and then you have to leave!" Ann told him.

    "Once in your tight cunt is all a guy can stand. Why don't you come over
here by me. My dick's long, but it's not that long!" Sam replied.

    Ann cracked a small smile at his last remark. She felt so relieved and
scolded herself again for being so reckless and loosing control, especially in
her office. Plus, being caught by a black janitor, that was a real kicker. "His
brains must all be in his dick," she thought, "He could have asked for anything
and I would have begged, borrowed, or stolen it for him. I just thank God I was
caught by someone so dumb and afraid as he is. If it was one of the other
vice-presidents that found me playing with myself, well... I don't even want to
think about they'd want from me! If all this guy wants is a quick fuck, then
that's what I'll give him and count my blessings. He cooperated with me, so
I'll cooperate with him. This is like any other business deal, except he'll get
fucked and be fucked in the end." She chuckled to herself and crawled over to
join him. When she was about four feet away, she willingly laid down on the
carpet and spread her legs open.

    "You really want me on top? You're awfully small. I just thought it'd be
easier if I was behind you. But hey! Any way you want to fuck me is fine."

    "Wait! Maybe you're right." Ann said and moved to her hands and knees.

    "She's either the biggest fucking bimbo I ever met or she really is a slut
and will do anything I tell her!" Sam thought

    "Well! I'm ready. Remember, one time only and then you leave!" Ann said.

    Sam leaned forward and pulled her closer. She was too far out in front of
him. She did have a great looking ass. Each of her cheeks was muscular, but not
overly developed. He bent down over her back and gently pulled her blonde curly
hair back off her face. Next, he slowly slipped the top of her dress off her
shoulders and let it slide down her arms, as far as it would go. Nudging his
crotch up against her smooth ass, he stuck out his tongue and began licking her
neck.

    "WOW! What a change! If you acted this way before I don't know if I would
have stopped you. Keep it up! It feels nice." Ann said, trying to get him
excited and finish as quickly as possible.

    "I thought before that you wanted me to just fuck you. That's what you
said." Sam answered.

    "What do you mean?" she asked.

    "Is your boyfriend's name Sam?" he asked.

    "Why?"

    "My name's Sam too. Nice to meet you."

    Bracing himself on the floor above with his left hand, Sam slowly squeezed
her right tit while rolling the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He
then began licking his way up her spine and didn't stop until he reached her
right ear.

    "Oh Sam! Don't stop! That feels so nice!" she said.

    Sam's tongue was giving her goose bumps. Ann loved to have her neck and
ears kissed or gently sucked on. She turned her face to the right, hoping he'd
stick his tongue inside and wetly lick it.

    "I love what you're doing. That drives me crazy!"

    Ann brought her right hand from the floor and reached for the back of his
head. He was genuinely exciting her. She found it and pulled him down to her
tightly. When the camera flash went off, Sam was waiting and was the first one
to speak.

    "What is it?" he asked innocently.

    "I didn't ask anything. Sorry. I guess I was moaning too loud." she
replied.

    Since she never noticed the camera, Sam knew he had her back under control.
He only hoped the pictures came out clear enough so he could use them against
her later, but now was not the time to worry about that. It was time to get her
ready for the next picture and he didn't know how much time he had. In his
haste, he forgot to see what the timer was set on. Sam sat up, bringing her
with him. He then spread her slim thighs on either side of his and pulled her
up to a kneeling position, with her ass on his cock.

    "Can you reach down and pull my cock out from under your ass? All your
weight is hurting." Sam lied to her.

    Ann leaned forward and felt around between her legs.

    "My God! Is that all your's?"

    "Your's too. Amazing isn't it. You had the whole thing stuffed in your cunt
with plenty of room to spare. You were starting to like it too before you
chickened out." Sam tried convincing her.

    "I never had anyone as big as you before."

    "That's why I stayed still for a long time. I knew you were hurting. Then
you adjusted and really started to enjoy my big cock. What was it then? You saw
I was black and you don't like black guys touching you? Is that it?"

    "No, you surprised me. That's all." Ann quickly replied.

    She was beginning to worry he might change his mind and keep the pictures.
She had to prevent that and convince him she wanted him now. This wouldn't be
difficult since he was more gentle and her desire for sex was coming back.

    "Plus, your dick is so big! You're right though. After a little while, I
was starting to like it." she lied to him.

    "Okay, I'll believe you. Forget about it. At least you can fuck big cocks
now. Right? Can you rub it a little? You better use both hands."

    Ann looked down at the size and color of Sam's cock. In her tiny hands, it
was huge. In anyone's hands it was huge. The color of her legs and hands
against his dark cock was exciting to her. The head of his dick was a dark
brown with a small pink slit at the tip. The head alone filled her hand. When
she pulled back the foreskin, she noticed the shaft near the head was sort of
like a light purple color, with dark veins running through it. The rest of the
shaft ran back behind her and was a real dark brown, almost black color. The
thickness of it was the same the entire length. She could feel herself sitting
on the top part of the base and the hairs in his crotch tickled her ass a
little. It was mashing against her pussylips and felt uncomfortable. Ann raised
up a little, spread her pussy open, and then settled back down on the shaft.

    Sam saw she was fascinated with his cock, so he reached down and circled
his hands over her's.

    "Back and forth like this. All the way up to the head and then back until
your hands reach your cunt. Jack-off baby. Squeeze it harder. You won't break
it. You have to get it hard for me. Pull it up when you reach the head, not
down."

    Sam watched over her shoulder as Ann did what he told her to do. Massaging
his dick this way felt great, but that wasn't the real reason he wanted her to
do it. He knew that with the shaft wedged between her cuntlips, it would open
up more automatically when he fucked her. Having her pull his dick up, would
cause it to rub against her clit. Same thing with her own hands when she
stroked back down the shaft, they would touch her clit too. Since she was doing
everything right so far, Sam started rocking his hips, adding extra friction to
her cunt. Next, he brought his hands up to her tits and played with them while
he talked softly in her ear.

    "You're built like a centerfold. You know that! I love how smooth and firm
your tits are. You're a one sexy slut. Give me a kiss."

    Ann was enjoying herself by rubbing his dick on her clit, so she turned to
face him for a kiss. Sam's mouth softly covered her's, his lips open. She felt
his wet tongue glide along her lips and then snake its way into her mouth. She
opened up for him and their tongues wiggled together. After a few moments, his
tongue was sliding deeper into her mouth, trying to reach her throat. She
encouraged him by sucking it and moaning into his mouth. When Sam broke the
kiss, she inhaled deeply and threw her head back against his chest. Ann's mouth
was open in sexual desire and she was still rubbing his cock with long slow
strokes when the flash went off again. She didn't blink an eyelid.

    Ann was grinding her pussy on his cock, making it wet and slippery. She
kept it pulled up so it would rub her clit constantly. Her hands stroked
tightly up and down the shaft, moving only when her hips moved. Her breathing
was forced, inhaling sharply only when she had to and exhaling in little moans.
Sam pumped his hips in a steady, slow rhythm, causing the length of his dick to
slide through her open pussylips. He could feel her hands gripping and pulling
his cock up in front of her. This had him rock hard in no time at all.

    "Are you getting hot slut?" he asked her softly.

    "Oh! Yes! It's been so long. Please fuck me now. Hurry! I need it inside
me." Ann groaned.

    "Okay, but I'm still dry. I don't think your cunt is wet enough yet"

    "Sam! I know you're not my boyfriend, but fuck me any way. My cunt's wet
enough. Don't tease me any more. I need your cock! Fuck me now! I mean it this
time. I need your cock in my pussy. Fuck me!" she almost shouted.

    "Listen, I'm telling you. I'm too dry! But, if you really want to fuck me,
I know how to take care of that." Sam said.

    "No hand lotion! Hold still."

    Ann let go and got off his cock. Crawling forward on her hands and knees,
she then turned around, her face level with his dick.

    "Wait a minute. Are you slut enough to deep-throat this cock?"

    "I wasn't going to do that. I can't do that! I was only going to make your
dick wet with my tongue."

    "Here, let me lay down. Then you can do it. I might try to fuck your face
if you kneel like that in front of me."

    After laying down, Sam turned her around, making sure she was facing the
camera. His legs were between hers and she was on her hands and knees above his
thighs. Holding his dick up with both hands, she stuck her tongue out and
licked the head. Sam couldn't remember the last time he was this hard and long.
He knew he had a big dick, but it seldom got so erect that his foreskin
stretched out to nothing. Her tongue felt wet and warm as she tried to stick in
inside the slit on the head. He had to get her mind off his cock and on
something else. She'd notice the camera flash if he didn't. Spreading her legs
wider with his, he brought his right foot up and rubbed his big toe against her
pussy. She moaned a little louder and then her head went down over the his
cock, two or three inches of it sliding into her small mouth. She was right.
There was no way she would ever be able to deep-throat his cock. What little
she did have inside her mouth, was stretching her lips thinly now.

    While he tried wiggling his big toe inside her pussy, Ann moaned around his
dick and lavishly wet it with her saliva, allowing some to dribble down the
long shaft. She noisily and sloppily gave Sam the best blow-job she could. Ann
twisted her mouth around it, groaned on it, and bobbed her head up and down as
far as she could while squeezing the shaft with both hands. Even though she
told her boyfriend she liked to suck his cock, Ann never told him how she truly
wished she could take it down her throat. With this Sam, she saw her chance to
see just how much she could take.

    Sam watched as Ann kept taking his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth
each time she went back down on him. When the head hit the entrance to her
throat, he estimated she had five inches of him in her mouth. She was on her
way down it again, but didn't stop this time. He heard Ann gag, but she kept
trying to swallow more. Sam grabbed her head and held it still as he raised his
hips. He felt the head of his cock suddenly push past her tonsils. Ann's throat
was so hot and tight that he couldn't stand it and started to come.

    Ann choked and gagged violently, then quickly raised her head up and off of
Sam's dick when he let her head go. Sam was shooting load after load of cum.
She knew the first one went straight into her throat. That's the one she was
coughing up now. She fought the urge to back away. Holding her hair off her
face with both hands, she closed her eyes and kept her mouth open above Sam's
cock. She let his cum squirt all over her face.

    Sam couldn't believe how much cum he was shooting. Ann stuck her tongue
out, to lick her lips, when the camera flash went off again.

    "Holy Fuck! That's more than I expected!" he shouted.

    "YES! I love it! Come on baby. Shoot! More! Hose me! On my face baby! On my
FACE! DO IT! AH FUCK! YES! CUM BABY! CUM!" Ann screamed in the midst of her own
climax.

    Sam's shouting was in reference to the unexpected picture the camera took,
not her unexpected reaction to being shot in the face with cum.

    When his last spurt oozed out and she calmed down a bit, Ann sucked his
cock back in her mouth swiftly. Thinking she'd have to get him hard again, she
was very happy to feel his cock wasn't softening at all. She had swallowed some
of his cum, but saved the majority of it in her mouth to lubricate his dick,
which she now did. Raising her head up, she wiped her face off and grabbed his
dick with her hands, now full of sperm. She loosely rubbed it up and down the
shaft, mixing it with the cum from her mouth and making sure his cock was
evenly coated.

    "Fuck me Sam. Fuck me now!" Ann said.

    Sam watched as she got up into a kneeling position and placed her blonde
pussy by his black, cum covered dick. Before going on, she pulled her silver
dress off and threw it on the desk.

    "We don't need this anymore. Do we?"

    "You really are a fucking slut once you're wound up, aren't you?" Sam
asked.

    "Just watch. You ain't seen nothing baby! I'm going to fuck you like you've
never been fucked before!"

    "Actions speak louder than words slut!"

    Ann reached down and grabbed his dick as she got as high as she could on
her knees above him. Moving his dick around until the head was between her
cuntlips, Ann very slowly let her knees slide away from Sam's hips. Pausing for
only a second when the head pierced through and into her, she let his cock go,
placed her hands on her tits, and sighed. She lowered herself a little more,
loving the way his dick filled and stretch her open. The smoothness of her
nylons on the carpet caused her to slip when she lowered herself again. Her
legs opened up wider than she expected and Ann fell. Sam's huge cock easily
slid into her all the way. When their groins mashed together, Ann threw her
head back, eyes tightly shut, and mouth open wide. Whimpering, she remained
like this for close to a minute. Once the shock wore off, she slowly lowered
her hands to her stomach. Her finger tips felt the bulge of his cock inside and
she immediately dropped her head to look at it.

    "MY GOD! YOUR...YOUR COCK...IT'S..." she stammered.

    Ann couldn't describe what she was looking at. Just as Sam was equally
surprised by what he saw in the window the first time he shoved all the way
into her. Ann leaned forward a little to see if she was bleeding down there.
There was no pain, but his dick must have ripped her apart inside. Surprised
that there was no physical damage or bleeding, she straightened back upright.
Still looking down, she stared at herself while her fingers traced around the
protruding bulge. It looked as though a long tube had been surgically grafted
under her skin. The swelling extended from above her clit to her stomach. She
cautiously touched the skin on the bulge and pressed with her fingers. The bump
felt taunt and hard underneath. She placed her palm on it and slowly ran her
hand down to her pussy.

    "Yeah baby, that's it. It's all me! You got every inch of my cock inside
and it shows." Sam told her.

    "I got it all! There's no pain and I got it all! Oh I love it!"

    She felt so good, she was seeing stars sparkle in front of her eyes.

    Sam, on the other hand, saw the camera flash go off again.

    "Feels pretty good from here too. Give me a kiss you sexy slut." Sam said.

    Ann's hips began moving, side to side, while she french kissed him
passionately. Her hands caressed around and over his face, winding into his
hair, and back down again along his arms. She wanted to feel every part of his
body. She never felt so full before and the sensation was making her absolutely
crazy. Her whole body seemed to be alive. All her thoughts centered on her
pussy and the huge cock in it. She felt him run his hands along her thighs up
to her waist. He was trying to lift her up. She didn't want to move. She didn't
care if she ever moved again.

    Sam didn't give a shit if the camera worked or not. Her pussy felt like a
hot velvet glove that was tightly gripped around his cock and he urgently
needed to fuck. Grabbing her by the waist, he lifted her up, feeling her cunt
slowly slide and squeeze him like it didn't want to let go. With a powerful
thrust, he then rammed back into her.

    "Oh fuck! Yeah! You're the best piece of ass I ever had. Come on and fuck
me. Fuck my black cock and make me cum again. Do it! Fuck me slut! Fuck me!"
Sam grunted.

    Momentarily, Ann was surprised by what she was doing. She just let a
stranger shoot his sperm all over her face her and she loved it. Not only did
she love it, she came herself as he was doing it. What heightened her
excitement even more was the fact that, besides being a janitor, he was black,
the first black to ever be so intimate with her. Now, she had his monstrous
cock fucking away inside her, eagerly waiting for the second climax she knew
she would have. Listening to him urge her on, Ann lustfully put everything she
had into fucking him back. She got off his chest and braced her hands on his
shoulders. She felt him stabbing inside her pussy with quick short strokes,
each one setting off little explosions in her head. She ground her ass down
hard in small circles, loving the way his cock pushed further in and stretched
her pussy even more.

    "Oh yes! That's it! Fuck me with your big cock. Stretch it baby! Stretch my
cunt and fuck me deeper! God it feels so good! Fuck me baby! Fuck me good.
Don't stop! Don't ever stop!" Ann said gasping for air.

    Sam let her hips go and grabbed her hands off his shoulders, holding her up
with his elbows on the floor. Ann was moaning and groaning continuously now.
Her face was contorted and her neck showed the strain she was putting on her
body. Her tits, the nipples swollen, were slightly shaking up and down from the
fucking movements of her hips. She was the sexiest woman Sam ever met. He made
up his mind right then that he would go through with his plan and make her his
slut.

    "Move it Ann! I ain't got all night you know. Fuck me like you mean it or
get your lazy ass off my cock! I'm not some amusement ride." he said.

    "I'm almost there Sam! Please! Don't make me stop! I'm...almost...
almost..."

    "Hurry up then! And don't forget about me you fucking slut. I came on your
face and now I want to cum in your cunt." he yelled at her.

    "OH! YES! Yes cum! Fill me Sam! Fill my cunt. CUM BABY CUM!" she shouted.

    "You better fuck faster slut! I can't get off as slow as you're going. Ah
piss on it. Let me up."

    "NO! PLEASE SAM PLEASE! I'LL FUCK FASTER! DON'T PULL OUT OF ME YET! I'LL
FUCK FASTER!" Ann screamed.

    "Bullshit! Get off."

    "Please! Show me how you want me to fuck! Please don't pull out now! Not
now! Please!" she begged.

    "Jam your cunt on my dick real hard and real fast. That's all you got to
do."

    Ann went totally crazy. She was so close to coming when he threatened to
pull out. She got up to her feet and straddle him in a squatting position,
careful that his cock never left her pussy. She saw his hands spread her knees
apart.

    "Open wide slut! I want to see if you know how to use that cunt."

    Looking down at her pussy, Ann saw half his cock was in her. The shaft was
pointing straight up from his groin and disappeared inside her. She was super
wet and left milky white trails of her first cum along his dick. She dropped
down on it and saw the bulge again. Pulling herself up, the bulge slid down.
Quicker now, she saw the bulge sliding up and down her stomach. Sam kept
yelling at her to go faster. The bulge his cock made while she fucked up and
down as fast as she could, reminded her of the lights on her stereo. They went
up and down to the beat of the music, just like the bulge was going up and down
to the beat of her fucking.

    Ann couldn't stand the excitement of watching it any more. Her whole body
was crying out to be touched and rubbed, her tits and ass most of all. She
wrapped her hands around her breasts, jumping when she hit the nipples. She
rubbed her tits in circles, pinching and kneading them, gently at first and
then harder as her orgasm got closer. She felt Sam's hands go under her thighs,
along the garter belt, and then come up and around to her hips. He was lifting
her and pulling her down on his cock harder and faster than she could. The
first time he slammed her down, a shock ran from her clit to her brain like
lightening. She let herself go completely and climaxed the second time her clit
was jammed on his groin. Wave after wave of ecstasy rocked her. She lost all
bodily control and shook above him like a rag doll, unable to think or do
anything for herself.

    Sam had never seen a woman cum so hard before. Ann's eyes were rolled back
and her jaw was open, forming a big "O" with her lips. Small tiny moans and
whimpers were continuously escaping from her throat. Her fingers and hands
seemed paralyzed, extending out wide over her tits, arms locked at the elbows.
Her stomach was rippling and she was shaking from head to toe. Her tight cunt
got even tighter, clutching and squeezing his cock in a vice-like grip. When it
loosened, he picked her up and slammed back her down. Her pussy squeezed again
on his cock and she shook all over. Five consecutive times he did this and she
came all five times. She was completely out of her mind climaxing. Sam had cum
too. That was during her second or third orgasm, he couldn't remember which.
Coming out of his own sexual stupor, he cleared his head and realized he had
better move quickly before she snapped out of it.

    While still buried in her clenching pussy, he gently rolled Ann over on her
back. She threw her silky legs around his ass and pulled him toward her,
reaching for him with closed eyes at the same time. As much as he would have
liked to continue fucking her right then, Sam knew he had to stick to his plan.
He unwrapped her legs and quickly pulled his cock out of her. It made a loud
popping noise that sounded like it was stuck in a wet vacuum. Ann shuddered
again, gyrating her hips in a fucking motion while trying to rip the carpet out
with her hands.

    "Fuck you're a hot little slut!" Sam said and quickly got to his feet.

    She was climaxing still and his dick wasn't even in her. Seeing his chance,
he went over to the low table and camera. Just before he reached it, the flash
went off, but no film came out. There was a pile of pictures on the floor in
front of the table though. Turning the camera off first, he grabbed the pile,
walked over to his pants, and shoved the pictures into the first pocket he
found.

    Ann could hear the chime-like sound again and turned her head toward it.
She saw the black man getting his pants on in front of her desk. Suddenly panic
stricken, she started to get up and yelled at him.

    "Hey wait a minute you..."

    "Hold your temper young lady. The camera and three pictures I took before
are right over there where I left them." Sam said and pointed.

    Ann weakly, but swiftly crawled over to them on her hands and knees.
Shoving the camera to the floor, she picked up the pictures and looked them
over. There were three of them, the two he took when she was on her desk and
the third one after he hit her and she fell to the floor. Clutching them to her
chest, she looked up at Sam, who was already dressed.

    "Hey, don't spoil everything by giving me that dirty look. We both kept our
end of the deal. You got the pictures and I got to fuck the sluttiest piece of
ass in town."

    "Like you said. Our business is over. I have the pictures and I won't call
the police, BUT I hope you enjoy your last paycheck as a janitor for this
building. Now get out of my office!"