Kate's Story (Part 2 of 10)

This ten-part story was written by **Saxon**, someone who plays Viva Ponata. His profile page is here, but you can only see it when you have logged into the site.

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The absence of any sound, other than her own sobbing, caused Kate to stop crying. When she lowered her hands she saw the man on the floor looking under her skirt. She immediately snapped her knees together and tugged on her skirt.

"What are you doing?" she indignantly yelled. "Who do you think you are?"

Without moving, Bob returned her question with an evil smile and calmly answered, "I'm the person with the tape showing you stealing the computer."

"What are you going to do with it?" Kate panicked.

"I have to turn it in," he answered. "You'll lose your job. Also, the company's new policy is to prosecute... so you'll be arrested. The value of the equipment will make it grand theft."

Until now, Kate was more embarrassed than afraid. Now, the full impact of her action became painfully understood. She began crying again.

"No, no. This can't be happening. I have a family to take care of. What will happen to them? Oh, no. Please don't tell on me. I beg you."

Bob silently listened to the woman. He waited for her to calm down and look at him before he spoke.

"Mrs. Williams, I don't want to ruin your life, but I can lose my job if I do what you ask. What's in it for me if I help you?"

Kate saw a way out. "I'll pay you. I don't have a lot of money, but I'll find a way to pay you for your help."

"I don't want your money," Bob retorted, "but if you are willing to do me favors I may be willing to deal."

"Favors?" the innocent woman asked. "What kind of favors?"

The security officer spread his legs and cupped his groin. As he began rubbing himself he said, "Mrs. Williams, you are very pretty and I am very horny. If you agree to do what I tell you to, I will forget about the tape."

Kate thought about the deal -- she had no choice. Loathingly she agreed.

"Spread your legs, Mrs. Williams," the man ordered. "I was enjoying the view before.

Reluctantly, Kate spread her legs. She felt disgust as the security officer, not much older than her son, boldly looked under her skirt.

"Spread them way apart," he demanded. "I want a clear view."

As Kate complied, she watched the disgusting man rub his penis through his pants.

"Okay," he excitedly continued, "pull the panties to one side and show me your cunt."

Bob had an unhindered view of the older woman's panties. He looked at the smooth thighs and the vee at their juncture. He could see how the pussy lips and pubic hair were causing the panty crotch to bulge. When the woman slipped her fingers under the material and pulled them to one side, Bob shuddered. Before him was her exposed pussy. Her natural blonde hairs covering her pussy lips were neatly trimmed. He could just make out the slit dissecting the two halves.

Kate was distraught. How did she get herself into this mess? What could she do? She didn't have a choice. When she pulled her panties to one side, she felt the cool air touch her most private area. Without looking between her legs, she knew that her pussy was clearly visible.

"Take them off," Bob screamed. "Remove your panties. No, no. First lift your skirt to your waist." Bob felt like a boy in a toy store. He didn't know what to do first.

When Kate's skirt was bunched around her waist, Bob sat on his desk. The prettiest woman in the office sat in front of him exposing her panties. Not only her panties, but part of her cunt was still uncovered. To Kate's dismay, Bob quickly undid his pants and dropped them to the floor. He pulled his erection through the opening in his boxers and began stroking it.

Kate felt disgusted, but she noted the size of Bob's cock. It was huge. Not only was it about 9 inches long, but it was very thick. As she watched him stroke it, she absentmindedly wondered how it could fit inside a woman.

"Okay, now take them off."

Kate put her thumbs inside the waistband of her panties, lifted her ass off the chair, and pulled them down. She slid them over one foot, but left the panties dangling around her other ankle.

"Play with yourself," he ordered. "Masturbate! And don't fake it. I won't let you stop until you cum."

Bob watched as the older woman began stroking her pussy. Her finger disappeared inside the slit as her hand moved up and down. He watched as one finger dipped inside her cunt and how her hand pumped it in and out. Her other hand began massaging her clit.

"The sooner I cum," Kate thought, "the sooner we'll be done."

Kate felt herself get wet. There was no way she could masturbate and not get excited. As her finger slipped in and out of her cunt she heard the sloshing noise her juices were making. When she touched her clit, she noticed how hard it was. Kate closed her eyes and concentrated on the feeling between her legs, imagining she was home alone in bed.

Just as Kate was about to cum, she felt something warm hit her in the face. When she opened her eyes she saw the next stream of sperm approaching her face. It landed on her upper lip and splashed into her nostril.

While her eyes were closed, Bob came over to her and stood between her legs. As he watched her masturbate, he jerked off. He was the first to cum and was shooting his cum onto her face. He was cumming like a horse. Load after load splattered onto her face, leaving several trails down her blouse. Bob redirected his shooting cock to between her legs and covered her hands and pussy with the remaining jism.

Kate felt the fresh cum running down her face and dripping off her nose and chin. When she inhaled, the gooey substance was sucked into her nose, blocking the air flow. She instinctively took a deep breath through her mouth to get oxygen into her lungs, and in doing so, drew in some cum. Kate tried to spit it out, but each time she moved her lips, more cum entered.

"Why did you stop?" the security officer asked the startled woman. "You didn't cum yet. I told you not to stop until I see you cum. Now masturbate!"

Kate became nauseous. She felt the sticky sperm on her face and tasted it in her mouth. No one ever came on her face. That only happened in porno movies. And she never let her late husband, her only lover, cum in her mouth.

She watched the disgusting man standing before her slowly stroking his still hard cock. "Oh no," she thought, "he's still hard. Is he going to cum on me again? I better finish myself off before he can."

Once again, Kate's hands were active between her legs. This time the feeling was a little different. The cum deposited on her hands and pussy were now being rubbed inside her cunt. She was actually rubbing his cum inside her. She found the thought distasteful, but the extra lubrication actually helped her stimulation. Before she knew it, Kate was on the brink of climaxing.