The Engineer's Tale

(MF, gender ambiguity, rom)

Harry Thompson sat back in his chair with a sigh.. He hated working breakfasts with the other senior partners – and after today's  it looked like the day was going to be a long one.

Harry was a senior partner in Aktins Burrage Associates, an engineering consultancy. Harry was a chemical engineer, a first rate one, with responsibility for the design department and with particular oversight for mathematical modeling. He had done well for a thirty five year old, achieving international status and a serious salary. He had been married but his wife had gotten fed up with the lonely nights when Harry was away on business and had found another man to satisfy her needs. There had been no children – Harry only fired blanks – something else which sped up their separation. That was all over two years past and Harry had happily settled down into a bachelor life style. With his work and the occasional date Harry was content.

The door of the his office opened and his PS, Julie, walked in with a mug of coffee.

“Mike Peters and Sue Bradley are waiting to see you.”

Harry sighed and nodded his thanks.

“Please send them in,” he asked.

Harry wasn't looking forward to this meeting.

The consultancy offered a full design, construction and commissioning service to it's clients in the chemical industry. The design work was undertaken by junior engineers with their line managers supervising the work. Harry got involved providing “peer review” prior to the finalisation of the design.

Sue Bradley was a bright trainee engineer who had been with the consultancy for six months. Although she was a graduate, she had to spend two years training in the consultancy before she became a full employee. During that time, she reported to a senior engineer, Mike Peters, who supervised her work. She had been working on a design of a fatty acid plant based on the hydrolysis of beef tallow. Mike had been out of the country and hadn't been able to check Sue's design. Instead, She had passed the files direct to Harry.

Harry wasn't happy – part of the design was flawed and he had the unhappy task of giving Sue a bollocking. Harry prided himself in easy going nature and he hated giving anyone a hard time. He treated everyone with respect and courtesy – a characteristic which made him popular with almost everyone in the consultancy.

Sue and Mike came into the room and sat down.

“Have a good trip?” Harry asked.

“Yep, it went well,” Mike replied.

Harry smiled and then launched into his task.

“Sue, I've looked at the Robinson design and I have to say I'm not happy. I'm afraid the tallow preheat and feed section just won't do.”

“Hey, I used established design techniques and current protocols, the design's fine.” Sue protested.

“Let's look at this piece by piece.” Harry interrupted. “Mike have you had a chance to look at the design?”

“Afraid not, I only got in last night and I'm still jet lagged.”

“OK. First of all, what about the properties of the feed stock?” Harry asked Sue.

“No problem, I took into account the viscosity change of tallow with temperature, there's plenty of standard data on it.”

“What about the zinc oxide?”

“No problem, it has no effect.”

“Tell me, have you ever tried to pump a starch/water suspension?” Harry asked.

“How, is that relevant?” Sue asked, looking perplexed.

Mike gave a grim smile of comprehension but kept quiet.

“It's a fine particulate suspended in Newtonian fluid so using your arguments the suspension should be Newtonian. The reality is that starch suspensions are dilatant – shear thickening.” Sue looked no wiser.

“Too much shear and your pump will seize up!” Harry was getting annoyed with Sue's lack of understanding.

“Now consider a fine zinc-oxide powder mixed in tallow which is already non-Newtonian and you end up with a seriously tricky material to pump and heat. The apparent viscosity will depend on both the temperature and shear rate. Even based on some “back of an envelope” calculations, your hydraulic and heat exchanger calculations are hopelessly wide of the mark.”

Sue looked pale, finally realising the problem.

“Oh, I see,” she whispered. She looked close to tears.

“Sue, our work must be rigorous – first approximation solutions aren't acceptable here.”

Sue nodded miserably – she saw her career crumbling around her.

“Look all is not lost but you're going to work overtime to get this done. First, get the lab to carry out some apparent viscosity measurements at a wide range of temperatures and shear rates. With a system this complex you'll have to use a finite element approach – our universal CFD suite should do it, but make sure you book time on the main-frame. We'll help you out.”

Harry looked at Mike, who nodded with a grin. He knew that the deadlines weren't as tight as Harry made out – there was always a couple of weeks of contingency slack at each key stage of a project. It wouldn't hurt Sue to have a few sleepless nights – it would be a lesson she wouldn't forget.

Sue looked relieved, mumbled his thanks and began to stand.

“Just one moment,” Harry stopped her. “Look Sue, a mistake like that will not only cost a lot of money, it'll also hurt our reputation. We can't afford that sort of damage. You're a good engineer but you must use a rigorous approach. Don't be afraid to ask Mike or me for advice, it's our job and it might save your bacon. OK?”

“Yeah, thanks Harry,” Sue smiled with relief, “It won't happen again.”

Mike stayed behind.

“Sorry I had to do that, I don't want to undermine your position,” Harry apologised.

“Not at all,” Mike replied. “The conference has tied up all my time, things would have been worse if you hadn't of spotted the problem.”

“How many trainees do you have?” Harry asked.

Mike gave a hollow laugh.

“Six at the last count. They take a lot of supervising.”

“How about if I take on a couple, give you more time?” Harry asked. “I know you have a full schedule for the next year.”

“Well five are heavily tied up in my projects and are all well in their second year. I need to hang on to them. Sue is new enough that she's still going through initial training. Could you take her on? To be frank, she isn't a great engineer and I'll be surprised if she lasts her probationary period.”

“If it'll help, sure. I'll talk to personnel,” Harry agreed.

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Harry slipped up to the 11^th floor to personnel. It took only a few minutes to have Sue officially transferred to his command. While in the department he had a look at her file. Sue was 26 and had spent 2 years doing voluntary work in Africa before to going to university. She had a first class degree and an MSc in mathematical modelling. Her hobbies were reading, music, cycling and tennis.

All her marks and references were top notch. Something didn't seem right – Mike’s assessment earlier didn’t match her proven performance. Her work on the Robinson design had been excellent except for the feed section. It would have given any junior a problem but not an experienced engineer. Why hadn't Mike helped her out?

He handed the file back to the clerk, nodded his thanks and headed down the open plan office on the third floor. Sue was on the phone to the laboratory so Harry jotted a message on a “stickit”.

“Could you pop up to my office for a chat when you're finished?”

Sue looked up, slightly alarmed and nodded.

Harry went back to his office.

“Could you make a pot of coffee for two and put out some of my special biscuits?” he asked Julie.

Sue came into the office ten minutes later.

“Please sit down,” Harry asked her, pointing at the leather couch. Sue sat down.

“Coffee?” he asked.

“Yes please,” Sue replied, nervously.

Harry took the chance to take a real look at Sue as he prepared he coffee. She was a slim but by no means thin brunette. Her shoulder length, wavy hair, framed a classically beautiful face. She wore a smart pair of black trousers, a white blouse which barely hid a full breasts, black high heel shoes and black stockings or tights. She was seriously attractive. Harry felt himself getting aroused just looking at her.

Harry handed her a cup of coffee.

“Help yourself to biscuits,” he told her and sat down in a chair the other side of the coffee table.

“Don't look worried, I'm not going to give you another telling off,” he smiled. “Tell me, how are you getting on with Mike?”

“Er... not very well,” Sue replied after a moments hesitation. “He's so busy with his projects and his other juniors that he doesn't have much time for me.”

Harry felt a annoyed at this revelation.

“Did you talk to him about the Robinson job?” he asked.

“Yes. He told me to use my initiative and get on with it.”

“Damn, I thought something wasn't right,” Harry muttered.

Sue looked at him quizzically.

“Apart for the feed stage, your design was spot on. I couldn't understand how you could have messed up the feed stage, unless Mike hadn't helped you. Sorry I gave you a tough time earlier – I hadn't realised the score.”

Sue smiled her gratitude.

“How would you like to work for me” Harry asked.

Sue looked at him in surprise. It was unheard of for a junior to work for a senior partner.

“Why me?” she asked.

“I suspected something wasn't quite kosher with Mike. I decided to see if I could get you away from him before your career was irreparably damaged. You have the potential to be a first rate engineer and I want to help you achieve that. You'll have to work hard but I'll make sure you achieve your potential. So how about it?”

“What will I do?” she asked.

“Well you'll have design projects the same as now but I also want someone to work on our IT systems. The physical property database needs modernising and I want to extend the CFD suites.”

Sue's ace lit up at the mention of IT.

“I think you've got a deal,” she replied with a grin.

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Harry was impressed with the way Sue applied herself to the work. Mike had clearly underestimated her abilities or couldn't be bothered to get to know her. In the first month after her transfer Sue had conducted a full audit of the consultancy's IT facilities and produced a report which impressed the board of partners. The managing director went so far as to suggest that Sue should be appointed as IT manager.

Harry thoroughly enjoyed giving Sue the news.

“Please sit down,” he told her in a grave voice. “The board of partners have asked me to give their feedback on your IT audit.

The poor girl looked terrified, expecting the worse.

Harry couldn't keep up the pretence for long.

“How would you like a £10,000 a year raise?” he asked.

Sue looked bewildered.

“From Monday you will be our IT manager. That is assuming that you want the job.”

Sue's mouth opened in surprise.

“Why me?”

“The board liked your audit report and have agreed to your proposed action plan. Quite frankly we like your style. You will, of course still have your other duties to do but I don't need to tell you what an opportunity this is.”

Sue beamed with pleasure, her face slightly flushed.

“I'll take that as a yes,” Harry said.

Sue nodded.

“OK, that's the good news. The bad news is that we want you to start the revamp of the physical properties database immediately with an objective of getting it up and running in six months. The board also agrees with your proposal to produce a standalone CD rom version for commercial sale. Finally, I want you to present a paper at the IChemE  “IT in Chemical Engineering” Conference in November. So you had better get busy.”

Harry had no doubt that Sue would deliver the work with ease.

Harry had a golden rule. No matter how busy his day or what deadlines he had, he always dedicated one hour at midday to total relaxation. Usually this meant powering up his Playstation and playing a fiercely tough “shoot em up”. Breaking his golden rule he told Sue that she was welcome to discuss any problems she had during that time. To Harry's pleasure, Sue willingly took up this offer, choosing to spend most lunch times chatting with Harry. Often they discussed work but it also gave him a chance to get to know Sue better.

Sue was single and didn't have a boyfriend. In fact, she had never had a boyfriend. Harry found this unbelievable. Sue wasn't too forthcoming on the reasons other to say that she was shy when it came to dealing with guys her age.

“What about you? Do you have a wife or girlfriend?” Sue asked one day.

“Divorced and currently unattached,” Harry replied.

“Do you have children?” Sue asked.

“No, we couldn't. My fault not hers, but it saved on the cost of a vasectomy” Harry replied, making light of his sterility.

“Oh, I am sorry,” Sue replied, putting her hand on his knee, offering consolation.

Harry enjoyed the intimacy of her touch, hoping that it might mean something more in the future.

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The conference was a major event which gave Harry a chance to network as well has raise his profile. As a recognised expert in the field, he had been asked to chair the session on data management. It so happened that this session included Sue's presentation. Her ideas for the physical properties database had been radical and the system had surpassed all expectations. Her CD rom had also been delivered on time and was selling like hot cakes. The board of partners were very impressed with Sue. Her conference paper, titled “The use of fuzzy logic in the storage, acquisition and interpretation of physical property data.” was one of the best Harry had read.

The conference took place in a large hotel in London. While he enjoyed contact with delegates, Harry always booked a suite in a another hotel. This time was no exception.

The conference ran for three days but Harry preferred to stay at the hotel the night before to allow an early start. The sight on Sue's face was priceless when she was shown into her suite in one of London's most expensive hotels.

“Harry!” She gasped. “There's four rooms in my suite, just for me.”

“Enjoy it, the bills on the firm. I'll see you in the bar at eight for dinner.” Harry replied, and disappeared into the suite next door.

Sue stood inside the room and paused thinking of all that had happened. Here she was, standing in a luxury suite in one of London's most expensive hotels.

She had been over the moon when she had been taken on by the consultancy. Her joy was short lived when she realised how unhelpful Mike was. He was preoccupied with his work and his male engineers. Sue, being a woman, had no right being in the male world of engineering. Sue had been ready to quit and the trouble with the Robinson job had been the last straw. It had only been Harry's intervention which had stopped her quitting.

Her promotion was a complete surprise. Initially she was worried that other trainees would be jealous and think that she had fucked herself into the new post. The managing director dealt with the matter by sending out a global e-mail announcing that it was a special promotion granted by the board. From that point on, her job was a dream. She worked long hours but loved every second. In any case, for a single girl with no social life, work was her life.

As for Harry – Sue thought he was gorgeous. As a boss he was considerate, he helped and most of all, he listened. As a man, he was sex on wheels. What saddened her was that there was no prospect of the two of them getting together.

She unpacked her bag and started filling a bath. There was nothing she enjoyed more than relaxing in a hot bubble bath. This bath was going to extra special because it was fitted with air jets – her own jacuzzi.

Sue undressed and walked into the bathroom wearing just her panties. Thinking of Harry and aroused her, her juices making her panties moist. Once in the bathroom she pulled down her panties and caught sight of herself in the full length mirror on the wall. She saw the thing which caused her so much sadness – from between her legs jutted a small, very erect, cock.

When she had been born, Sue was described as having ambiguous gender. She had both male and female attributes. She had a small cock instead of a clitoris. It worked just like a proper cock – she peed through it and it got stiff when she was sexually aroused. When aroused her cock was roughly 3 inches long and about half an inch across. She had no balls but did have a rudimentary prostrate which filled with fluid which she ejaculated when she “came”. She had functioning ovaries which meant that her body developed as a woman's. She also had a uterus although it was deformed and the doctors expected that any pregnancy would be ectopic. Finally, she had a vagina although it was so narrow that she could only just push her finger in. There was no way she could take a fully mature male cock.

With a sigh she sank into the bath and turned on the air jets.

It had been hard getting to grips with her sexual difficulties although their full impact had not been clear until she had gone to school. As is usually the case, the other girls gave her a hard time. Although there was nothing she could do about her physical form, the others blamed her, calling her a freak. Finally she was taken out of school and educated at home. Life at university had been simpler. A naturally gregarious girl, she soon had a large circle of friends. The only thing that caused surprise was that such an attractive girl would show no interest in sex, whether hetro or gay.

Sue found her imposed celibacy difficult to handle and she often felt deep frustration that masturbation couldn't ease. Immersing herself in work helped get her through the day but didn't ease the long empty nights. She had long ceased to cry over her lot in life accepting instead a dull, aching sense of longing.

The prospect of the presentation the next day helped divert her thoughts. She had worked long hours preparing a slick, professional Power Point presentation. Harry had patiently sat through her rehearsals, offering useful tips and comments. She was grateful that he would be chairing the session.

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The auditorium was packed with getting on for 200 hundred delegates – the conference was one of the “must go” events of the year and most of the IT gurus of the international chemical engineering world were there. Sue's presentation was fourth on the morning program. She had sat through the first three with trepidation. The comments and questions from the audience had been tough and searching.

“I have particular pleasure in introducing the next speaker.” Harry began his introduction. “Miss Bradley is relatively new member of our engineering team and has already demonstrated insights which many older engineers would love to have. Many of you will no doubt have used our recently issued cd rom physical properties database well this presentation will describe the theory behind the search and analysis engine. The production of the software driving the cd-rom was all Sue's work.” The was a ripple of applause in response to this comment.

Harry sat down leaving Sue alone on stage.

Her throat felt dry and her confidence fled as she stammered her first few sentences. Looking at Harry in panic she saw him smile and wink.

“You can do it,” he silently mouthed.

Adrenaline flooded through her and she launched into her presentation.

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“Well that wasn't too bad was it?” Harry asked her as they relaxed over coffee.

“No it wasn't,” Sue conceded.

In reality her presentation went down a storm. No tricky questions from the audience, just comments of praise and one or two suggestions. Afterward she had spent half an hour in  with four top experts  discussing offers of collaboration and international trips. Several had collared Harry telling him what a find she was.

“Well, my girl, you might as well get used to the fact that you have broken into the big time. From now on you will be receiving invitations to no end of conferences and seminars.” Harry told her with a grin. “I suggest that you consider writing one or two papers for some of the better journals to consolidate your position.”

Sue simply smiled.

“Now do you have any plans for tonight?” Harry asked.

“I thought I would get an early night,” Sue replied.

“Wrong answer,” Harry said. “We are going to celebrate the loss of your conference virginity with a spot of dinner at my favourite restaurant.”

“I don't know...” Sue began to reply.

“Nonsense, you did well today and I won't take no for an answer.”

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Sue felt relieved and elated. The presentation had been better than her wildest dreams and she felt deep gratitude for all that Harry had done. In reality she felt stronger feelings for Harry but she wouldn't allow herself to contemplate any intimacy. She enjoyed a hot bath and dressed in a tint black dress which showed off her superb cleavage and perfect legs.

Harry sat in the bar, enjoying a Jack Daniels – straight, no ice. He too felt exultant, the day had gone well, Sue had been amazing and he had realised how much he loved her. The problem was would she be interested in a guy his age? Then he saw her. So did every other guy in the bar. Over a dozen pairs of eyes turned to look at the goddess in a tiny black skirt walk into the room. Harry felt the wave of envy a she walked over to him, smiling.

“Jesus Sue, you look good enough to eat,” he told her. “You are beautiful.”

Her face flushed with pleasure.

“Do you want a drink or shall we go to the restaurant.” Harry asked.

Sue was starving so they left the hotel.

Luigi's was an exclusive restaurant in the West End of London. Anyone had to book two months ahead if they wanted a table. That is except for Harry. Luigi was actually a guy called Mike Ramsden. Mike had been a mate of Harry's at university but had decided to drop out and buy a restaurant. Mike had met and married a first class chef and this had contributed to his restaurant gaining a seriously good reputation. No matter how full the restaurant, Mike would find Harry a table.

“Who is this gorgeous creature,” Mike asked Harry in his faux Italian accent.

“Sue, meet the biggest fraud in London,” Harry reposted.

Sue slipped off to the toilet while Mike showed Harry to the table.

“Married, engaged or just shagging?” Mike asked.

“None of them, yet.” Harry replied, “but hope springs eternal.”

The meal was superb and was washed down with a bottle of fine red wine. Sue didn't normally drink and soon found that the wine and her high spirits gave her a mellow feeling. 

It was late when they arrived back at Sue's room. She didn't want the evening to end and invited Harry in for coffee. They sat on the couch in her suite and chatted as they drank. As often happens, there was a pause in the conversation. Their eyes met and they kissed. Sue felt her senses swim as excitement flooded her body. Gently Harry caressed her, his hands sliding over her breasts. She felt her nipples stiffen, relishing the feeling. She kissed back.

Suddenly she felt Harry's hand on her knee and slide under he skirt. She gasped and jumped up.

“Oh no!” she cried and burst into tears.

Harry grabbed her hands.

“What is it?”

Sue shook her head, terrified to admit her secret.

Harry stood and hugged her, whispering reassurance in her ear.

“Come on, tell me, it can't be that bad.”

Piece by piece Sue sobbed out her story. Harry felt an overwhelming sense of sympathy and admiration.

“So you see, I can't have a relationship with a man, it's futile,” Sue finished.

“That may be so but it doesn't alter what I feel,” Harry gently spoke. “I love you no matter what you're like.”

Sue looked up, startled.

“What did you say?”

“I said I love you.”

Harry kissed her again, as if to seal his oath.

“Will you show me your secret?” he asked.

Sue hesitated, fearing revealing herself to his gaze. Then she nodded, not trusting herself to speak. Reaching behind she unzipped her dress and pulled it over her head. Dressed in white bra, white panties and black hose she looked breathtaking. Harry stood transfixed, staring at her tight but voluptuous body.

“Is there something wrong?” she asked, disconcerted by his gaze.

“Oh no, nothing at all, you're simply stunning,” Harry gasped his reply.

His gaze moved to her crotch. There was the unmistakable outline of a small but very erect cock, bulging under her panties. Gently, he peeled down her hose. Sue rested her hand on his shoulder for balance as she lifted each leg in turn to allow him to take off the hose completely. The front of her panties were damp from the moisture from her aroused cock. He pulled down her panties to reveal her hair covered crotch. Her cock stuck out from below her bush, rigid and aroused. Harry took her hand and led her back to couch were she sat down. He knelt between her legs.

Harry had no gay urges but to his surprised he found her small, boy-like, cock exciting. He reached forward and touched it. Sue gave a shiver of pleasure as he ran his fingers over it's tip, smearing the bead of clear juice which had oozed from her. Not quite knowing why, he leaned forward and took the cock into his mouth. Sue gasped in shock and pleasure. Harry glanced up, catching her eye.

“Oh Harry, that feels so nice!” she sighed.

Things were all a little weird. While he was definitely sucking on a cock, Sue's crotch had that unmistakable scent of woman – no matter how recently she's washed, a woman's cunt always has that wonderful primal scent. Wanting to check out her other assets, Harry released his grip on her cock and ran her tongue downwards. Sue spread her legs and lifted her lower body to help. Her cunt and labia were perfectly formed, just smaller than normal – just like a girl of 8 or 9 might have. He teased cunt with his tongue, lapping at the juices which were flooding from her.

“The finest taste in the world,” he thought.

Sue was squirming with pleasure, pushing against him. He moved on, his tongue slipping through the hair of her crotch to her tight butt-hole. Sue gasped as his tongue flicked over her tasty bud.

“Harry don't! I'm not clean there. It's dirty.”

Harry looked up.

“You had a bath today? You taste just sweet, a mix of soap and sweat. Let me lick you a little, if you don't like it, I'll stop.”

Harry went back to work, his tongue rubbing and probing. Instead of objecting Sue began gasping and her tiny hole began to relax and open. As he worked Harry eased a finger into her cunt. Wet and snug it gripped him like a glove. To his mild surprise, her hymen was very thin and his finger soon bottomed out inside her. Sue was beginning to buck her hips as he gently finger fucked her.

Her rear was wet and relaxed so he gently inserted a finger into her butt hole. This time Sue didn't object, she was having too much fun. Her cock was so stiff that it looked almost ready to explode. Harry took it back into his mouth and allowed Sue to fuck him.

“Oh god... Harry!... that’s too much... its too nice...”

Harry knew she didn't mean it. She thrust into his mouth faster, gasping loudly.

“I'm coming!”

Her cock began to throb and he sucked gently. His mouth flooded with warm, salty liquid. Harry swallowed only to receive more. It was like nectar.

Sue came in floods for several seconds until with a sigh she relaxed. Harry licked her clean and sat up.

Sue's face and upper chest was flushed and she had a look of replete ecstasy.

“Oh Harry that was marvelous. I've never experienced anything like it.”

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Harry lay awake staring into the dark, thinking. Sue was fast asleep breathing gently, her head resting on his chest. Sue's fondest wish was to sex like any ordinary woman but the problem was how could she be stretched so that she could accommodate a man – no scratch that, how she could accommodate Harry. Quite irrationally Harry thought of a drinking song he used to sing when a student – the engineer's song. One line went:

“He knew a girl with a cunt so wide that she could not be satisfied...”

It was ironical that Sue's problem was the reverse.

Suddenly it hit him. He remembered a book he read when he was a spotty youth - “The Story of O”. In the book a girl was trained to take it up the arse by the use of a series of progressively larger butt plugs. Slowly, bit by bit, she was stretched until she could take a cock.

Quickly a plan formed in his mind, then relieved of the problem he fell asleep.

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The next weekend Harry went to work.

Harry had a fully equipped workshop in his basement – lathe, pedestal drill, mill, band saw, brazing and welding gear, he had it all. His favourite way of relaxation was working a piece of metal on his lathe – there was something satisfying about working to tolerances of a thousandth of an inch.

For two days he worked, fashioning a particular device out of high quality stainless steel. Late on the Sunday evening Harry sat back with satisfaction, his masterpiece sitting neatly wrapped in a small box.

The following evening after dinner Harry gave Sue the box.

“I think you might find this interesting.”

Sue opened the box and looked at the contents. She saw a pink cylindrical object, the size of a small sausage. A wire led from one end into a small control box. On the box was a knob and two switches. She looked at him, perplexed.

“This little toy should solve your size problem.”

Sue was still confused.

“OK, maybe a demonstration will work. Take off your panties, please.”

“Feeling randy, 'eh?” Sue grinned.

She quickly slipped off her hose and panties. Harry slipped his hand between her legs. Sue's cunt was wet and juicy, needing no lubrication.

“This,” Harry said, holding up the plastic coated sausage, “goes in here.”

He slid it snugly into her cunt.

“Oh, that's nice,” Sue sighed.

“This switch turns on the battery and the knob makes the insert change size. Turn it to the left to make it bigger and to right to make it smaller, like this.”

Harry turned the knob to the right. Sue's eyes lit up as she felt her cunt fill up.

“The other knob is a little vibrator to make it fun.”

Sue squealed with pleasure when he turned it on.

“You can wear this under your clothes and no one will know what's happening. The plastic coating is inert, you shouldn't have any allergic reaction. The insert will expand up to two inches diameter, if you can take that much, you'll be able to take anything. But remember, don't rush things, just a little at a time.”

The next week Sue's face had a constant smile but of course only Harry knew what caused it.

A rush job came up which meant that Harry had to spend ten days in Tokyo. He loved the work but hated being away from Sue. Every day he would send her an e-mail asking her how she was getting on with his little device and every day she would give an obscure, evasive reply. It was driving Harry crazy – he couldn't wait to get back.

The day after his return he was sat in his office catching up on e-mails when Sue came in. She sat down opposite with a broad grin.

“Well you look like the cat that's eaten the canary, what's up?”

“That would be telling.” she grinned. “I want you to come to my place tonight, dinner's on me.”

Harry arrived promptly on time, a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a magnum of champagne in the other. Sue was dressed in a tiny red dress which hardly covered her fabulous tits.

“Oh shit!” he gasped, “you look tremendous.”

Dinner was superb and they were soon relaxing, drinking the champagne.

Sue was sat opposite Harry. Slowly she spread her legs wide, showing her naked cunt.

“Harry,” she whispered, “I want you to fuck me!”

“Wh...at, are you sure?”

“I've never been more sure. I want you buried inside me, I want to feel your cock nudge against my womb, I want your balls slapping against my bum, I want you to flood me with your spunk... NOW!!”

Sue stood and peeled off her dress – there was nothing else to take off. She stood in the doorway, naked.

Harry was overwhelmed. Her body was slim but not over thin. Her tits were full and gravity defying, topped with erect, brown nipples. Her cock thrust from beneath her bush, rigid.

“Are you going to just sit and look?” Sue asked and walked into the bedroom. Harry followed, stripping as he went. Sue had laid on the bed, her legs apart. She smiled and licked her lips when she saw his hugely stiff cock.

Harry leaned over Sue, giving her a kiss. Her warm hand grasped his cock and eased it into her cunt. He pushed gently, sliding into her tight and very wet cunt. Sue's eyes opened wide in a mixture of surprise and pleasure as she felt him fill her.

“Oh God... oh god...” she gasped.

Harry was in equal ecstasy. His cock was grasped in a warm, wet fist. Compared to this, every other woman he had fucked felt like a limp sock. Sue's fiercely stiff cock pressed against his lower belly adding it's own slightly surreal sensation. He began to fuck her with slow, firm thrusts.

Within seconds Sue gave a cry of pleasure and Harry felt her ejaculate squirt across his belly. He paused.

“Hey that was quick,” he grinned. “One good thing about you is I'll always know if you fake an orgasm!”

Harry decided to show her what a real fuck was like and began thrusting again except this time with greater fierceness. He pushed in hard his cock nudging against her cervix and his balls slapping against her arse. Her eyes were wide with pleasure and she raised herself to meet each thrust. With the tightness of her cunt he knew he wouldn't hold out for long and sure enough he soon began to feel the tension building in the root of his cock.

Sue felt his cock grow as he approached his orgasm. She had worked hard with Harry's little invention pushing herself to the limit. Harry's cock filled her beyond anything she had felt before but rather than feel uncomfortable, the feeling was beautiful beyond belief. Suddenly his cock began to throb and she felt floods of warm liquid enter her. Harry pushed in hard forcing his spunk deep into her triggering her second orgasm. Even though she had already come, she jetted floods of juice across her tits and over her face.

Harry had never experienced anything so intense. As he came he watched Sue's face, reveling in the emotions reflected by her expression. As she came she threw her head back, eyes rolling back. Jets of her white juice squirted onto her face and into her open mouth

Harry sagged, laying on to top of her, gasping. He began to climb off her, fearing that he was crushing her.

“Where are you going?” Sue asked. “You just stay where you are. We are going to fuck all night, I've got years of lost sex to catch up with!”