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Subject: {ASSM} Cassie Hole Pt 3
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Cassie Hole PT 3
 
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	Cassie Hole PT 3

Avery showed up at 6:00 PM and was ushered up to the executive
suites, after all the staff had left except for a coveted few. 
She came in wearing a conservative business suit, a pair of dark
heels, dark stockings, a mid-thigh skirt and business jacket,
over a white blouse, a large leather bag over her shoulder; she
looked altogether different than at Rave two days before.  Still,
Michael saw the clear milky white smooth skin of her face and
plush pout of her lips, seared with a clear gloss that
highlighted her fresh look.  Her reddened hair fluffed along her
cheeks and kissed the nape of her neck.  Michael sat behind the
desk but stood when she came in and wrapped his hand along her
hip and over her thigh; each inch was firm and taut.  "Good to
see you Avery, glad you could make it.  Here, sit over here, I
just need to get your paperwork."  As he sat at his desk, he saw
her cuddle into the deep leather of the sofa so that her skirt
lifted a little and he glimpsed her panties, then she crossed her
legs.  Her smile was demure and sullen as she batted her lashes
at him then looked away for a moment.  She was a gorgeous model
type, the perfect addition for what he had in mind, he'd seen the
ease with which deals were sealed, sales firmed up and perhaps
she was the opening to that next level.  

He'd need to ease into it, but if nothing more, he wanted her on
her knees mouthing him off while she looked up at him with her
emerald eyes as he kneaded her nipples nice and thick.  Nothing
would stop him on that count, after seeing her in Rave he'd
bolted a load into Cassie's hot sticky cum hole in the last few
mornings, and that alone urged him on to get what he knew would
be HIS. 

"So Avery, there are a couple positions here that you may want to
look at.  The first is a small aide position, working in
accounting and looking at verifying the totals to see they are
all OK and making out reports for tax season.  That is a summer
job that would not pay a lot but above minimum, and I would need
to have you go over those with me personally before you submit
them weekly."  Avery looked slack at the mention of paperwork,
but perked up at his suggestion to meet personally.  "The second
opening pays more but there is more involved and that is in our
P.R. department.  It really has its' own hours so we could be
flexible with your classes.  It is more of a opening that we'd
use to attract new business." Michael's words made him almost
laugh, thinking that the opening he was referring to was her
openings, cunt, ass and mouth.   She would be splendid bait for
what he had in mind.  "So tell me about what you've done so far.
Maybe we can gauge from that how you'd be best suited here."  

"Well," Avery looked directly at him and became almost coy.  "I
have done some things, actually promo work and some telephone
sales. I have actually brought up quite a few accounts that
became, how should I put it, big splashes. Uh, is that what you
mean?"  She had a impish grin and it made her seem fresh and
young.  

"Well can you tell me a little about the promo work?"  Michael
leaned back and gazed at her full tits that she seemed to push
out as she watched him.  

"Ummm...." When she said little more than that, Michael started
back up, not sure if she was actually the one he was looking for,
thinking it may have just seemed wishful thinking but still she
looked so hot at Rave and she did seem very interested.  

"Well what about the interviews at the mall the other night, did
anything look promising there?"  Again Michael saw her ponder the
question but not really come forward with any explanations but
she did seem to redden and flush along her cheekbones so that her
freckles were less noticeable to him.  

"Actually Mr. Jennings, I went on those interviews for my Dad,
and because afterwards I kind of get discounts from the stores. 
I like the mall and all but the thing is, the people that come
in, well they are pretty much the same people I go to school with
and it would just seem sort of like summer school you know."  She
again leaned up and her skirt rose up.  "Like I said, I kind of
want to get a "leg up", if you know what I mean."  Avery then
opened her legs a little and then stretched the right leg up so
that her taut little cunt pressed against her thin thong.  "I
really did go on those interviews but just so that I could get
some new stuff for my promo work.  Do you really want to hear
about this?"  Her emerald eyes were now hooded as she felt along
her upper thigh slightly.

"Yes actually I do Avery, yes...."  Michael felt his thick cock
shaft stir and stretch out.

"Jerry, he was at the shoe store and when we were in his office
more than asking what I knew about selling shoes, he asked what
shoes I liked and I told him that rather then tell him maybe I
could show him, so I got a few boxes from the back and came in
and began modeling them, each pair I put on in front of him.  Of
course as I bend to strap them on, I spread open my legs so that
he could see my panties, sort of like what I am doing now with
you, but much more secretive, like I didn't realize.  Also my
tits were ready to fall out and he looked directly at them in my
top, knowing that my nipples were thick and hard inches away."
Avery had shrugged her business jacket off and was slightly
cupping them.  After that I would lean way over standing up and
pull up my skirt so see how my legs looked in them in the
mirror." Avery was smiling.  She flipped back her red hair and
slouched down in the couch so that her pussy was pushed up on
display for Michael more.  "I told Jerry with each new pair that
heels really are nice because they really thrust my ass up, and
make my tits seem fuller.  After a half hour I sat back down to
prod him on about the job but he really just sat there, and so I
moved somewhat closer to him and his penis was out, and he pulled
his hand back quickly.  I knew that he looked so hurt and raw
that I slowly wrapped my hand over his cock and stroked it and 
whispered to him that I loved shoes, loved the shoes he had,
loved the way they felt, so smooth on me and so hot and tight on
my feet and skin and how much he would get knowing that my
obsession with shoes would make me do some a fantastic job on him
and that I felt that this job could really get under my soft firm
young ready skin and that he just had to let me help him some
way...he then let loose with a huge crme lotion." She flushed
again at the memory as she edged her finger in under her thong,
pulling the band over slightly.  "Then I went to the interviews
at the clothing store, and then Victoria's Secrets.  They were
all very nice and gave me all the items I had or anything else in
the store.  You see, I am well stocked." Avery pushed out her
plush hard tits at him. She eased her hand over her breasts and
down her stomach and finally, into her cunt lips.

"And the promo work?"  Michael had not moved to grab his cock
because he wanted it to go on and he was not going to have her
just stroke him off.

"Here, wait, do you have a bathroom up here?"  Michael nodded at
the executive stall in the huge office.  "Wait here."  Avery
popped up and moved into the bathroom and closed the door behind
her.  Fifteen minutes later she edged the door open and told
Michael to close his eyes until she told him.  Michael was not
going to disrupt this.  

He heard a rustling and a minute later, close to him she said,
"OK, open them."  When he did Avery was there a two feet in front
of him, a skimpy almost non existent pink bikini poured over her
firm up thrust tits and a small string scooped down her stomach
on either side to end in a quarter inch patch, a microchip,  that
molded to her cunt.  Her heels were five inches high; also pink
and her red hair was swept back and her lips were done up, her
face a perfect pale complexion.  Her nipples were rock hard and
prodding out as the side of her firm tits spilled out, the globes
rounded and unyielding.  Her navel had a diamond lace in it. 
"This is my promo work Mr. Jennings, do you like it?"  Her body
was even better than he could imagine, not an ounce of fat and
perfectly sculpted.  

"What can you tell me about the telephone sales?"  Michael looked
at her breathlessly.  His cock was rock hard.

Avery adjusted her voice to a soft hot mood.  "Hello, would you
like to see my ripe young hot cunt, put your fingers up me and
then you can tell me what a nasty whore I am, feel my swollen
tits and firm ass?  Sex calls, what else?"  She swiveled on her
heels and her thrust-up cunt was close and tight.  "Mr. Jennings,
I love being an exhibitionist, I love putting myself on display.
I know that my Dad hates it, but I am almost eighteen and why not
me, anyone with this body would, don't you agree Mr. Jennings?  I
love showing off."  She smiled at Michael and then leaned over,
"And I love older men."  She batted her long wet emerald eyes at
his throbbing crotch.  "And older men's hard cock heads like
yours."  Avery licked her lips obviously to Michael.  "I know you
would love to face fuck my mouth Mr. Jennings."  She soothed her
hand down on Michaels cock ridge.  "Pull it out Mr. Jennings, for
me?" Avery was cupping her swollen pussy lips with her free hand
and rubbing them up.  "I have had my eyes on you forever.  
Seeing you at Rave, I knew it was my chance, I know you'd be cool
with it."  Avery parted back her thin straps over her nipples and
squeezed her thickening tips between her fingers. "Take that slab
of cock out and let me have it, please?"  She used her soothing
soft breathless voice and whispered to Michael.  "See what a
nasty girl I am, look at me and tell me what you'd like to do,
tell me Mr. Jennings."  

Michael let his zipper open and his thick shaft pushed out, the
cock head pulsing as Avery grasped it, her hand wrapping tight
over the girth.  She trained her bright eyes at his as she pumped
his turgid cock.  "Ummmm, there it is, nice and hard for me
aren't you, a big swollen cock for me, I love your shaft, and god
it feels so good...." Avery licked her hand and then spit into
her palm and then again jacked his prick, so that it quivered
thick and ripe for her.  Michael leaned back in his chair and
jutted his cock up in her hand. 

Michael allowed her hand to jack him hard, her red fingernails
draped in pre-cum sluice as she enjoyed the rock hard fat cock in
her delicate hand, manipulating his shaft and watching her spit
course up and down his fuck tool.  She leaned over and heated his
tube with her warm breathe, knowing that she wanted the cock meat
plowing into her mouth and throat, hungry for this bulbous cock
shaft to invade her, knowing that men wanted her toned body,
mouth, cunt, ass and lubed tit crevice, and she wanted nothing
more than to have this powerful older cock stud to fuck, fondle
and flush her holes with his load, his rod cramming in her every
tender hole, so aware that boys her age had just an inkling of
what he could provide her, her ability to avail herself to real
men, experienced men with hard fat cocks and willing eager fuck
juice that would love to see her bare her fuck holes and tease
them into needing her, her and her compliant wanting desires. 
Avery knew that she was captivated with being a show-off, and
knew that her power was in the power of her fuck lust, her ready
ability to tease and ultimately fuck men that had what she wanted
and could provide the things she so ached to have, a maddeningly
hot need to be the center of attention and thrill hole for men
that could provide and understand her basest perversions.  Mr.
Jennings was one of those men, and he had contacts that she
planned to drain and cultivate, not so much for what she could
acquire, but what they would expect of her.  

Michael felt her pumping wet hand on him and at the same time,
reached up and moved his fingers over her microchip cunt
covering, seeing how wet the material had seeped into her cunt, a
rich sopping gleaming patch that hugged her pussy lips, as he
moved it over and flickered his finger along her cunt lips and
then into her parted slick lips, slowly fucking up into her.  Her
fist on his shaft momentarily slowed but then beat up a smooth
rub, knowing that she was being fingered deep as she sought his
fuck rod harder.  He jammed his two fingers in, knuckle deep as
she continued to work him up and out of his slacks, she undoing
his belt and spreading the pants back as she enjoyed his thrusts,
her eyes looked into his still but glazed slightly as he edged up
into her pussy hole deeper and faster.  Her cunt lips squeezed
his fingers and draped them, trying to milk and pull them in
farther.  Avery had inhaled and her breath caught as he invaded
her.  "Yes, you are a nasty man aren't you Mr. Jennings, I love
you fingering up in me, god that gets me so wet, ram them in."
Avery rode hard onto his jammed up fingers, twisting on his
knuckles so that his digits dove in and teased her clit as well
as her lubed hole, loosened and eager for him.

Michael slipped his fingers out and, licking her cum juice off,
then grabbed her hand that was stroking his cock up and fondling
his bulbous ball sacs. He wanted her to jerk him, her hand
tighter, wrapping her palm closer on his fuck tool, her saliva
generating a slick neat wet sleeve for him to thrust up into. 
Avery smiled widely enjoying him using her hand like a fuck
glove, her strong grip pounding his fat cock over and up and then
plunging down and wishing he would force it full into her hungry
pink mouth.  She glanced at his throbbing pulsating shaft as he
watched her, squeezing her tit meat and pinching her nipple out,
erect and hard.  "Do you want this, really want this?"

Avery was beside herself, needing to get his meat load in her,
her mouth or cunt, she could care less, she was ready for
Michael's girth and thickness, the aching veins that roped his
erect pole moved under her expert jack job.  Her glazed eyes and
open glossed mouth nodded at Michael and her tongue slathered her
lips, her acceptance readily wanting for what ever was to happen.
 "Yes, yes, please..." 

Michael looked at her incredible body and flared cunt lips that
seemed to tighten and loose, and then tighten and loose again as
she stood in front of him, then gripped her wrist and opened her
fist and moved his cock back under his boxer and zipped up.  He
glanced at his watch and looked at her confused look as her hand
was pried away.  "It's 6:30 now, I want you back here at 7:00. 
There is a training tape in the video there in the VCR.  Your
uniform for the PR position is in the executive stall there, in
the closet on the left.  If you would like to "apply" Avery, I
suggest you might be willing to audition." Michael again reached
down and eased her cum crme that was smeared over her thighs and
tasted it.  "If you do think that may be of interest to you, wait
until I call, our meeting shouldn't be long."

Michael stood up and looked at Avery as she hunched on her heels,
her legs spread open and her pink cunt twat napping close and her
face registering Michaels offer as he stood and ran his hands
over her face and along her neck to her tits, her pert nipples
and lower across her stomach as he held her chin and kissed her
mouth slightly, barely brushing her tingling moist lipstick,
turning and letting himself out.  He stopped as he opened the
door, looking at her.  

"Tell me Avery, I don't want you to disappoint us tonight, not if
you really want this?  Will you be our nice girl?"  Michael
smiled his warm laughing expression.  "Tell me."
"Yes, oh god yes!"  Avery moved her wet fingers down and opened
up as Michael slid the door closed on her as she let what he
wanted spill and wash her excitement. 

				***

Avery had gone into the executive washroom as the men came in and
made their way into the conference room, closing the door behind
them.  Avery loved what she found left for her and she quickly
stripped off, holding the clothes to her body as she looked at
herself in the mirror.  She thought of the money Michael offered
her, for what amounted to the pleasures she wanted and the
offerings she had to offer.  She showered, taking her time and
then dried off, sitting to prepare, doing her modest makeup,
donning her draped diamond earrings.  Her red hair flowed out and
glowed in the vanity lights, her nipples hardened up.  She took a
razor and skimmed what small wisps of hair that adorned her
pussy, carefully soothing her labia so that it shone bald and
clean.  Her whitened teeth smiled as she looked back over her
shoulder in the mirror and felt her taut tight ass cheeks,
knowing that men devoured her ass in the malls with their eyes,
the street, wherever she went, the sharp intake of breathe
followed her sway and swell as her ass undulated in her short
skirts or pants.  She applied her gloss and eye shadow, a faint
blush that didn't detract from her sparkling eyes.  She took the
heels and slipped into them, tightening the straps to her ankles
and feeling the arch as they proudly thrust her tits out and
heightened her ass.  Angie took the sheer lace short shorts and
edged them up her thighs and snuggly draped them over her hips,
her bald cunt and ass packed tight in them, every promising
fullness of her flesh exposed by the lace nothingness that
covered her.  She slipped over her head the top halter of the
outfit, thin and see-through, that cupped her tits and wrapped
them tight, appealingly offered up firm and full.  The last bit
of clothing she put on, was her original business suit, her
nastiness covered but so available.  As she opened the coat and
looked in the mirror her body was clearly a pure piece of fuck
candy, an achingly proffered jizz hole for the men waiting.  She
shivered in anticipation of her entrance, anxious to expose
herself to them, to have them fully appreciate and arouse her as
she wanted.    She heard Michael knock on the door and she closed
her jacket and buttoned up.

Michael walked her into the room and had her stand before the
five other men, all dressed in expensive business attire, Armani
and Italian.  They all had finished their earlier business and
were settled back along the narrow couches lining the walls. 
"Gentlemen, this is our last piece of business here tonight. 
Angie, here, is a new employee to our company family and I wanted
to introduce her to you.  As you know, the competition amongst
our rivals is getting more fierce and harder every year.  The
need to satisfy a growing hunger for clients is getting to the
point of nastiness, is the best way I can put it.  Angie has
agreed, at least tentatively to help our PR staff to minimize not
only losing old clients but to maximize bringing new clients on
board."   Michael motioned her to sit in a leather arm chair that
faced them all.  She smiled brightly at them as they listened to
Michael speak, most of them roving over her body and face,
appreciating her appeal and luxurious long legs that she crossed
and dangled before them.  "Angie here has agreed to audition for
a spot that I have been trying to fill for some time, and I think
it is a very crucial piece to our continued growth."  Angie
looked at every man in the room, her ebullient grin captivating
each man as he look at her.  "Perhaps you will all agree that she
will be a vital piece in our firm establishment as a gracious
provider to our loyal clients."  Michael stepped behind Angie and
as the others watched, ran his hands over the lapels of her
jacket and then abruptly yanked the jacket open and displayed her
pendulant hard tits to them and raked his hands over them and
squeezed them hard in his hands.  "Angie, perhaps you'd care to
take over."  

Angie pulled off her jacket and then stood and let her skirt fall
at her feet as she kicked it aside.  She ran her hand back
through her hair and turned to the men so that her ass was fully
on display, her fingers easing between her legs to rub her cunt
in the thin shorts, her eyes never leaving the men watching her.
She stood before them and then again sat down, drawing her legs
apart and over the arms of the chair, spreading out for them all.
 She wrapped her hands around her tit meat and squeezed her
cleavage out so that the valley between them was pronounced and
deep.  Her tongue snaked over her lips and her lace encased cunt
parted open so that the small leakage of her cum juice stained up
into the shorts.  "Perhaps you'd like a small offering of my
thanks for opportunity gentlemen?  Feel free to feel free."  The
men all stood and approached her and she felt hands roaming over
her swollen tits and cunt, her hair was immediately pulled into a
taut ponytail and her face twisted sideways as a gnarled thick
cock was offered up.  As she moaned, she muttered out, "don't be
so gentle...I want this..." As she opened her mouth and throat to
accept the first of many hard thick pulsating cock heads in her
willing mouth, she heard the tearing of her clothes being ripped
open as she swallowed and gagged up on the men's cocks, a tongue
and fingers forcing into her juiced twat, as she arched up and
held the hand into her deep and full along with the man's
slithering tongue, another hand pinched and groped her nipples,
sucking then biting on them, a hard shaft slapping at her tit
tunnel and ramming between them, her free hands massaged one set
of balls while the other jacked another, readying it for her
mouth.  The men voiced their approval, calling her a whore and
cunt hole, a gorgeous slut fuck load, a jizz dump and cum gaper.
Her ears hear the words and she worked even harder to get the men
off, spitting and sluicing their cock shafts faster and deeper in
her mouth, allowing their pricks to ram her open, yanking back
her thighs as wide as she could so that they had access,
thrilling as the spent loads dripped out of her as another took
his place, pausing from sucking cock to beg to be fucked harder,
to be face fucked, to finger out her ass so that more cock could
drench her, to unleash cum on her face and tits, achingly moaning
to be their office whore, assuring them that she was available to
anyone whenever and however they wanted her.  She ground down her
hips and bald hole for their fingers, tongue and cocks for as
long as they wanted and as they settled down she splayed out on
the table and offered up her ass to whoever wanted it and again
the ramming of her sweet taut tight body played on until she had
cum so many times and so hard that she only vaguely remembered
Michael finally clutching her and easing her into his limo for a
ride to a suite at the Ritz, sleeping soundly until the next
afternoon.  










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