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"So she's the secretary," said Mabel Williams to the chauffeur.

He shrugged, gave a sardonic smile. "That's what Mildred says--"

"I didn't see her when she was here before. She's a pretty young girl," said Mabel.

They were talking in the kitchen. Mabel was preparing a meal, while George Bateman was sipping at a glass of beer.

"Naturally," he said, "she wouldn't have got one that wasn't nice looking." He took a gulp of his drink, then muttered, "Sexy figure, too--"

Mabel answered with her back to the chauffeur. "I suppose--" she paused, then: "D'you think--think that she's got her for him?"

George shrugged. "What else?"

Mabel continued with her work, then she murmured: "I feel kinda sorry for her, though--" she hesitated, then: "I'm glad in a way--"

George jerked his head up: Mabel's face was red. "I suppose it'll make it easier for you," he muttered. "Take some of the load off you." His voice was bitter.

Mabel's flush became deeper. "Something like that," she whispered.

"The son-of-a-bitch!" George spat out the words. "Why d'you let him?"

Mabel didn't answer his question. "D'you know what he did to me last night?" she asked in a shocked whisper.

"You don't hafta tell me," George muttered.

Mabel put her lips close to George's ear and whispered: "Up the back of me," she hissed. "Right into my bottom--" she panted with emotion, "he- -he pried open the cheeks and stuck his big thing in me. I--I thought it was going to tear me wide open... or burn me." Mabel's hand went behind her and she stroked the ample flesh of her buttocks tenderly, as though she could still feel a gross organ piercing into her anal canal. "His stuff," she mouthed, "was scalding hot spurtin' right inside me."

"Why?" George forced out the word. "I mean--why up the back?"

Mabel hung her head, breathed out the shame-filled words. "He... he said he wanted somethin' tight, somethin' that'd wrap around his cock-- squeeze the stuff outa him." She looked down and her voice went even lower. "He... he said I was too loose--that he didn't get the same kick outa--outa screwin' my pussy any more!"

"The bastard!" George's face was white. He reached out for Mabel, encircled her waist with his arm. "Why--why'd'you let him?"

Mabel stroked George's head absently. "You--you know why--you know what they--what she--pays me!"

He didn't answer.

"How much d'you think I'd get for just being a cook?" she asked, bitterly. "You know that I hafta do it." She bent down, looked into George's face. "And you do things, too, George--she makes you do things, doesn't she?"

"That's different," he muttered. He slipped his hand under Mabel's skirt, found bare thigh-flesh, then slid his fingers inside her panty- leg, caressed her. "I hafta do it--to keep my job!"

Mabel heard his words but she was thinking of something else. "I suppose that's why they got her," she murmured.

George didn't follow her. "What?"

"This young girl--this secretary--I suppose that's what she's for! He wants a nice snug cunt to fuck so his dear mother gets him one--"

"He's a dirty bastard--an' his mother's a bitch," mouthed George. "We oughta stop it--we oughta tell her." But his words lacked conviction.

Mabel shook her head. "You know we can't do that," she sighed. "Anyway, I guess she's bein' well paid for it."

George squeezed Mabel's fleshy buttocks, then drew his finger up the cleft. Mabel winced. "Does that hurt?" George asked.

Mabel smiled. "Not when you do it."

"The bastard," said George again, remembering. "I'd like to castrate the son-of-a-bitch."

She reached down to George's crotch, squeezed at the fleshy mass there. "I'm glad you're not castrated," she said with a half-giggle.

He managed a grin. "You'll be gladder still tonight."

"Don't brag," she murmured, then she asked: "I wonder if this girl'll be willing to do what they want."

"Whether she's willing or not, she'll do it." George looked at Mabel. "They have ways you know that you oughta know that!"

"You mean the doctor--"

"He isn't a doctor any more--he was struck off. Mildred knows somethin' about him--that's why he does what she tells him."

"I suppose--"

"He'll be screwing that young cunt tonight," George spoke slowly. "Squeezin' his cock into that snug, tight pussy."

Mabel drew in her breath and her pelvis jerked forward. "You're getting me excited talking like that!" she whispered.

George pressed his fingers into her buttocks, pulled her body against his so that she could feel the hardness of his penis jammed into her flesh.

"D'you hafta wait until tonight?" she whispered.

He shook his head, slathered his lips on her cheek.

Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with excitement. "In here," she murmured, dragging George to the side of the kitchen. "We can go it in the pantry." She opened the door to the small storage room. "No one but me ever goes in here." He slid into the tiny place, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and stared at her in the dimness. She lifted her skirt at the front, then clawed at her crotch with urgent fingers.

George watched her panties slide down and when the thick growth of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his pants open and dragged out his swollen penis.

Mabel's glance veered down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her buttocks on a low shelf so that she was in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread open and the wet, pinkish tissue was revealed.

"Wet, screwin' cunt," George muttered, taking a shaky step closer to the woman.

"Don't talk--just fuck!" Mabel slid her fingers down, pried open the lips of her vulva.

George moved between the open thighs, feeling Mabel's hands on his belt, unfastening it, letting his pants slip down then her fingers were clutching his buttocks and pulling his body closer to her, into her with hungry strength.

He gripped the shaft of his penis, steered the jerking head into the wet mass of sexual tissue. The walls of her vulva gripped the sides of his cock, sucked it up and into her body.

"Urgh, Mabel," George groaned, "you hot, hungry pussy!"

She pressed her mouth on his, sucked and bit at his lips as she felt the hard shaft penetrating her. "Long, hard cock," she slavered. "You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my belly!"

She jerked herself down, and the stiff cock pressed up more deeply. "Like that," she moaned, writhing herself. "Fuck me like that!"

George's knees trembled when he bent them to let his organ slide down, then he drove inside again, deeper and deeper, feeling the vaginal walls undulating against his throbbing shaft. "Oooh, you sweet fuck," he mumbled, trembling with excitement, "you're suckin' the strength outa me!"

"Keep fuckin'," she said, her voice ragged. She tried to squeeze her thighs together to heighten the sensation and the movement of her thigh muscles tightened the grip of her vulva.

"Oooh, that!" George panted, feeling the wet grip of the soft but strong walls of his cock. "Keep holding my cock like that!"

He lurched himself upward, his cock making wet, sensuous sounds as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body quivering against his as the thrills throbbed through her flesh.

"Oh, Georgie--don't stop!" Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her buttocks on the edge of the shelf as she sucked at his cock with her pulsating pussy.

George could feel the head of his cock expanding and contracting and fiery slivers of juice began to spasm inside his organ.

"Mabel," he gasped, "I'm gonna--gonna blow-blow!" His voice rose and his in-and-out movements became frenzied.

"Georgie-Georgieeeeh!" Mabel tried to stifle the squeal that rose in her throat as his swollen organ jammed against the tip of her stiffening clitoris. She wriggled herself urgently, working the hard clitoral tip on the swelling, throbbing shaft.

Thrills flickered through her vaginal walls then cascaded through all parts of her sexual flesh. "I'm coming!" she gasped, then her teeth bit onto George's lower lip as she orgasmed, jerking her pelvis and feeling her vulva quiver with a spontaneous reaction.

"Urgh, Mabel--Mabellll!" George's voice rose high as burning spurts of juice squirted from the lips of his cock, splattering against the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, scalding her, thrilling her and making her flesh shiver until she lifted her feet off the floor, wedged herself on the edge of the shelf and wrapped her legs around George with her heels jammed into his buttocks, pulling him ever deeper inside her sexual cavern.

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