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Subject: {ASSM} Miriam's Exposure, Parts 2, 3 and 4
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Miriam's Exposure



Part 2



By Gary Bender



The following story deals with explicit sex, blackmail, humiliation, 
non-consent.  If you're not old enough to read it or it is illegal to read 
it at your location, do not read it.





Bobby Carnes was taking his smoke break alone at the picnic table in Able 
Construction Company's lumber yard. It was early and Bobby was more 
uninspired than usual. He was 19, skinny and not all that attractive with an 
unshaven face that had its share of acne. His job was to load and unload the 
trucks on the dock but nothing was happening so far this Monday morning. His 
thoughts returned to the "Able women". Although there weren't that many of 
them he did enjoy thinking about what he'd like to do with some of these 
babes.



Bobby didn't have much luck with women and he didn't have any real friends. 
His approach was crude and that, combined with his appearance, didn't give 
him much chance for success. He didn't have a girlfriend and his lovelife 
consisted of various types of magazines, (S&M, B&D) that he used to jerk 
off. Sometimes that was 3 or 4 times a day. He had tried to talk with some 
of the Able women but they didn't give him the time of day. So Bobby usually 
just stared at their legs and breasts and imagined them in his magazines.



As he took another drag, Bobby glanced at the windows in his building. Some 
motion caught his eye in the manger's office. To his great surprise and 
delight he was treated to the vision of a mature woman walking unsteadily in 
front of the window.  He immediately recognized her as that bitch Miriam 
Webster but what really caught his attention was that she was topless. As he 
watched incredulously the older woman walked directly by the window with her 
big breasts bouncing freely in the air. There was no mistaking it was her 
and Bobby marveled at how great her big tits looked. Bobby had always 
fantasized about Miriam as she was John Wilder's assistant and the most 
powerful woman in the company. His fantasies included humiliating and 
punishing this stuck-up bitch. He immediately began thinking about ways to 
get at Miriam as he moved toward the men's room. Bobby had to get to a stall 
where he could jerk off the huge hard-on the older wife's tits had given 
him.



Phil Young hung up the phone after finishing his report to Wilder and moved 
toward the telescope he kept in his office. The U-shaped building surrounded 
a courtyard, giving Young a direct view into Wilder's office. He had seen 
Miriam Webster come into Wilder's office although he hadn't seen much else. 
Phil told people that he kept the telescope for his astronomy interests but 
actually he had it focused on Wilder's window so that he could always know 
who was in the office with the old man. Wilder cooperated by always having 
his blinds open even in the evenings.



Phil had deliberately interrupted Miriam's meeting with Wilder. He had no 
doubt she was in there trying to curry favor with the boss. As her 
subordinate, Young chafed at having to take orders from this older woman and 
he was determined to find a way to undermine her.



As he looked through the zoom lens he was astounded to see Miriam Webster 
walking by in just her white panties. Quickly Young click the continuous 
camera button on the telescope. After she passed out of sight he began 
downloading the images to his computer, hoping that the focus had been good. 
He had noticed that one of the dockworkers was slowly walking away from the 
picnic table. He seemed to be rubbing his groin as he walked.



The pictures came into view on the computer screen in very sharp and clear 
detail. Young examined each one, zooming in and out, and then looping them 
into a video. He could see that Miriam's big breasts were smeared by what 
appeared to be semen. He also spent a good deal of time looking at her 
swollen pink nipples surrounded by nice dark pink aerioles. As he watched 
the wife's large breasts bounce lewdly across his computer screen he had to 
admit that old Miriam had a fine set of knockers.



His first thought was that the ambitious bitch had given Wilder a blow job 
but then he noticed her facial expression. Without doubt she was distraught, 
even crying. He could also clearly see that her stomach and white panties 
had cum spots. Young recalled that she had seemed distracted several times 
during his report. Interesting, he thought as he noticed he was semi-erect 
watching the wife parade toplessly across his screen. Young admired her for 
a while longer, zooming in on her big breasts and nipples and seeing a 
little of her legs. Her bush was covered by the panties but it looked like 
she had a nice mound. Miriam might turn out to be fun, he thought.



Tom Webster had just finished watching the video for the third time. Wilder 
had couriered it to him so he had it by lunch. At first he was angry that 
Wilder had gone so far with his conservative wife. They had planned to just 
have her show her legs or maybe even her tits but the old man had taken 
advantage of the situation. After watching the video again Tom had to admit 
it was incredibly erotic to see his prudish wife having to strip for her 
boss. Tom had jerked off watching Wilder play with her big tits, sucking her 
nipples and smearing them both with his cum. He particularly enjoyed 
watching Wilder bounce her tits by her pink nipples making them jiggle to 
her great embarrassment. But what really pushed him over the edge was 
hearing Wilder call his stuckup wife "Tits". Tom knew that Miriam despised 
that kind of language and never used it nor did she allow Tom to do so. She 
felt profanity or sexual terms were for the lower classes.



He noticed something Wilder had missed, that his straight-laced wife's face 
had flushed as she actually responded to the foot massage. Well, he decided, 
she deserved what she got. She should have listened to him all those years. 
May as well stay with the plan, he concluded, as he prepared to watch the 
video again.



Miriam Webster had finally finished her work day and was driving home. 
Thankfully, she hadn't seen anymore of John Wilder. Every bump she hit 
caused her sore breasts to remind her of her plight. Her swollen nipples 
continued to rub against her bra and she was furious and couldn't believe 
she had let the old lecher treat her like that. She had been caught off 
guard and things had just happened too fast. She tried to forget how Wilder 
had fondled her and forced her to make him climax with her hand. "I need a 
nice long hot shower" she thought.



Well she wasn't going to let him get away with it. She would talk to her 
husband about filing a sexual harassment lawsuit against the old man. That 
would surely cancel out any liability she had for her past actions and she 
might even get a higher position, perhaps Wilder's job, with more pay. No 
one at Able would need to know the details, only that she was still the 
boss. The hot shower was definitely in order and then she'd relax with a 
nice glass of wine.



The mature wife arrived home and took her shower and was drinking the wine 
when her husband Tom arrived. She was far too embarrassed to tell him 
everything that had happened so she just said that Wilder had tried to take 
advantage of her and that she wanted to file charges. Tom was furious but 
she was disappointed when Tom explained that the case law on sexual 
harassment was very hard to prove, especially since it would only be her 
work against Wilder's and he had no prior complaints on his record. Miriam 
was further concerned when Tom went on to say that her mishandling of the 
earlier account and her silence about her involvement was a problem. The 
laws, he explained, on institutional misconduct were broad and that she 
might even have criminal misconduct liability. "Oh no, not prison" Miriam 
thought as her mind began spinning.



Tom then told her more bad news. He said it was possible that he might be 
downsized at the firm or at least furloughed. Without his income it would be 
hard to make ends meet, especially if Miriam's job was endangered. Their 
whole lifestyle might change drastically and not for the better. As they 
talked it became clear to Miriam that she couldn't take any action against 
Wilder, at least not at this time. Moreover, she was now very worried about 
being prosecuted herself. She had just finished her third glass of wine when 
the phone rang.



"Hi Tits" was a cheerful voice that she recognized as Wilder's. "That's not 
my name" Miriam responded but Wilder raised his voice and reminded her of 
her past transgressions and added that he might speak to an attorney. "Is 
that what you want, Tits?" he asked the confused wife. Miriam meekly 
responded "no" and Wilder continued "I wish I was there now to suck on those 
great jugs of yours, Tits." Miriam blushed deeply but was silent. Wilder 
then said "are you ready for your dress code tomorrow, Tits?" Miriam said 
"please, I'm a professional married businesswoman" but Wilder interrupted 
her repeating "are you ready for your dress code, Tits?" Defeated, Miriam 
quietly said "yes".



Wilder carefully explained to Miriam that he wanted her to wear the shortest 
dress she had tomorrow along with her highest heels. She was not to wear 
pantyhose but could wear thigh highs or go bare legged, her choice. He told 
her to wear the brightest read lipstick she had and lots of eye makeup. 
Wilder began stroking himself as he made the helpless wife repeat his 
instructions, word for word. Then Wilder stunned Miriam further when he told 
her she had to wear a thong. She explained to the older man that she didn't 
have such a thing and he laughed and said "well, then you can go pantyless". 
Miriam resignedly said she would pick up a thong tonight. Finally Wilder 
told her that she couldn't wear any bra over "those great tits". Miriam 
pleaded but the best she could get was Wilder's agreement she could wear a 
camisole but he absolutely forbid her to wear one that also had a bra. 
Miriam dutifully repeated back his instructions and Wilder told her he would 
check everything out tomorrow. "Good night, Tits" he said and Miriam 
responded with a subdued "night" as she hung up the phone.



Tom watched intently as Miriam dressed for work. The normally prim wife had 
dressed in a white thong that showed off her nice ass. She had pulled her 
new white camisole over her big breasts and, even though it was cotton and 
heavier material, They both knew she was going to have a hard time keeping 
from bouncing. Her nipples might also poke out if they were aroused and she 
hoped her blue blouse would help both of those potential problems. She had 
light brown thigh highs and her skirt was a dark blue one that she seldom 
wore, it ended slightly above her knees. Her dark blue 3" heels were new as 
she didn't have anything like what Wilder wanted. They had the effect of 
making her legs look much better. Tom really liked the dark red lipstick and 
makeup she was wearing, it was bound to catch attention. He had to hide his 
erection as he watched her walk around the house.



They had talked again after she had gone to the mall and picked up the items 
Wilder had instructed. In the end she had decided that she didn't have much 
choice but to listen to the old pervert but she had a plan to get out of 
this mess. She would talk with Phil Young and enlist his help. Although she 
detested the younger man, she knew that the two of them would present a much 
stronger front to Wilder and hopefully get him to leave her alone. That was 
about the best she could hope for right now.



During the drive to work, Miriam self-consciously kept pulling her skirt 
down as it had risen to almost her thighs. She looked in the rear view 
mirror and was disgusted at the face that looked back at her. She was a 
little unsteady as she walked to her office since she wasn't used to the 
high heels. Of course this caused her big breasts to bounce around but she 
hoped her blouse was hiding most of that.



She wasted no time in scheduling a meeting with Phil Young. His secretary 
said he had a 11am available but Miriam would have to go to his office. 
Sitting at her desk she continued to pull her skirt down and she had slipped 
the shoes off while she was seated.



Miriam's phone rang and her secretary said a "Bobby Carnes" wanted to talk 
to her about yesterday. Miriam was puzzled and a little concerned. She 
thought she remembered the name but it was the reference to "yesterday" that 
bothered her. She had him shown into her office.



Carnes walked in with a big smile. Sitting down without being asked he 
looked at Miriam and said "you look nice". Boldly he also looked at her 
chest.



Miriam was immediately disgusted and asked Carnes what he wanted. Bobby then 
said "I thought you might want to get a drink or something after work". 
Miriam said "what?" and then told Carnes that she not only was married, she 
was also his superior and that she had no intention of seeing him this 
afternoon or any other time. She finished by saying that he had better go 
back to his work on the dock before he got into any more trouble.



Carnes just smiled and said "Ok, but I don't think I'm the one in trouble". 
As he rose to leave he again stared at the married woman's chest and licked 
his lips. Miriam didn't know what to do but, fortunately, Carnes turned and 
left. Outside in the hallway Carnes thought "fucking bitch, you're going to 
pay for that".



Miriam was visibly upset over the Bobby Carnes meeting. His reference to 
yesterday bothered her a great deal and she knew she couldn't do anything 
about his ogling her. She would just have to let it go for now as she had 
bigger problems.



Around 10am Miriam's phone rang again and her secretary said Wilder wanted 
to see her in his office. Nervously, the mature wife walked to the Manager's 
office, passing several men who took note of her legs in the high heels and 
the slight bounce of her bosom. They also noticed the change in her makeup. 
Miriam was careful not to walk too fast trying to keep her big breasts from 
bouncing all the more.



Wilder's secretary told her to go on in and then she took her pad and left 
for another meeting. Cautiously, Miriam opened the door and walked into 
Wilder's office. He was seated behind his desk and he immediately smiled at 
her and said "close the door, Tits."



Miriam closed the door and said "please don't call me that. Someone might 
hear it". Wilder smiled and said "so what" and then told her to walk to the 
front of his desk and stand still.



Miriam walked over and stood before Wilder. He said "raise your skirt, I 
want to see the thong." Humiliated, Miriam reached down and slowly raised 
her skirt to the bottom of her thong, exposing her legs and thighs past the 
thigh highs. As she blushed a crimson red Wilder said "pull it all the way 
up and turn around slowly, let's see that ass".



Miriam gritted her teeth and pulled her skirt up to her waist. She slowly 
turned around, showing the old man her thong-clad ass and mound. Wilder said 
"very good, now bend over the desk and keep that skirt up."



Miriam reluctantly bent over the manager's desk while holding her skirt up 
to her waist. Her big breasts were now on the old man's note pad and her 
sore nipples were starting to enlarge. Wilder walked around the desk and 
grabbed both of her cheeks in his hands. As he did so he began to talk to 
the helpless wife.



"Nice, big ass, Tits" he said as he massaged her mature buttocks. He went on 
"tell me thanks for rubbing your ass." In a halting voice Miriam said 
"thanks" and Wilder slapped her bare left cheek while pinching her right 
one. He said "tell me you want your ass rubbed." Through clinched teeth 
Miriam said "I want my ass rubbed."



The old man smiled broadly and continued massaging, rubbing and pinching the 
poor wife's ass. As he did so he explained what he wanted Miriam to do next. 
He said "when you stand up I want you to take off that damn blouse, 
understand Tits." Groaning though the manager's groping touches, Miriam said 
"yes". Wilder gave her ass one more slap and then told her to stand up and 
do as she was told.



Thankful that the groping had stopped at least momentarily, Miriam stood up 
and removed her blue blouse. Without the dark garment her dark brown 
aerioles were faintly visible but her nipples had already enlarged 
noticeably.



Wilder reached up to the mature woman's chest and began pulling on her 
nipples. Despite herself, Miriam let out a moan as the old man continued to 
pull and pinch her delicate buds. He said "now tell me about your morning in 
your new dress so far, Tits."



Helpless to stop her boss's pawing, Miriam softly moaned that she had been 
uncomfortable in this attire and that, maybe, it had attracted some unwanted 
attention. Wilder increased his tweaking of her nipples and said "go on".



Miriam couldn't think clearly under the older man's assault on her nipples 
and she blurted "ooh, aww, one of the dock workers, a kid, came into my 
office, ooh, ouch, and he wanted a date, ooooh, please, oww". Wilder stopped 
working on her nipples and began to squeeze and knead the helpless wife's 
big breasts through the thin camisole material. He said "what did you tell 
him, Tits?"



Although not as painful as her sore nipples, Miriam's big breasts were also 
sensitive after their attack yesterday. Wilder cupped them at their base and 
began  to bounce them up and down and to the side. Again Miriam had a 
problem in thinking straight while her big breasts were being bounced 
obscenely in front of the man's face. Breathing heavier now she groaned 
"umm, I told him no and to uuumm, to leave".



Wilder stopped his attack and told Miriam to sit down in the chair. He went 
back around to his desk chair and said "now here's what you're going to do. 
You will call the kid back and tell him you're sorry and that you'd like to 
go out. You will also tell him you like younger men and that you play around 
on your husband. Have this done by COB today; I'll be checking with him to 
make sure. Now bring your chair around here and put your feet on my lap."



Silently Miriam slowly moved her chair to Wilder's side of the desk and put 
her high heels on his lap. Wilder again smiled broadly and gently removed 
the wife's heels, one at a time. Then he reached up her skirt and slowly 
pulled down her thigh highs, removing them from her manicured feet. Miriam 
was frozen, unable to believe this was happening to her.



Wilder began sensually massaging the older woman's pretty feet. As he did so 
he asked her what her shoe size was.



"Seven" Miriam responded dreamily. Wilder kept up the rubbing and fondling 
of her feet while Miriam seemed to drift off. Occasionally he would reach 
down and kiss the normally prim wife's feet and gently suck on her toes. 
Forgetting where she was, Miriam began to moan softly as Wilder kept up his 
attention on her sensitive feet.



Slowly he unzipped his pants and pulled out his erect member. Miriam had her 
eyes shut as he put her pretty feet on either side of his cock. "I've waited 
a long time for this footjob" he thought as he began to move her feet up and 
down. Miriam opened her eyes and was aghast at seeing what the old man was 
doing. The purple head of his penis was engorged as it pushed between her 
delicate feet. As he pumped harder, Wilder said "you're a great footbabe 
too, Tits" shattering her remaining complacency. Before she could do 
anything Wilder bucked wildly and shot his load all over her manicured feet, 
ankles and lower legs.



Wilder took a deep breath and then told Miriam to put her shoes back on and 
to take care of the matter they had discussed. He warned the totally 
disheveled wife that he would check with the dock boy to make sure she had 
complied.



Miranda slowly moved her feet from the old man's crotch. She was totally 
disgusted on being used as some fetish plaything. She looked for something 
to use to clean the old man's spunk from her feet and legs. Seeing her, 
Wilder reached over and pickup up her blue blouse. He wiped himself and then 
he tossed it to Miriam saying "you won't be wearing that anymore today."



"Oh no" thought Miriam. She couldn't use the blouse now with Wilder's semen 
on it and she didn't have anything else to wear. Reluctantly she wiped her 
boss's cum from her feet and legs. Then she put her knee highs back on along 
with her heels. She looked pleadingly at Wilder.



"You have work to do, Tits". Wilder said waiving his limp penis obscenely at 
the stricken woman before putting it back and zipping up his pants.







Miriam's Exposure



Part 3



By Gary Bender



The following story deals with explicit sex, blackmail, humiliation, 
non-consent.  If you're not old enough toread it or it is illegal to read it 
at your location, do not read it.





Slowly Miriam turned to leave the office, knowing she would have to run the 
gauntlet of males in the office. She looked down at her chest and could 
clearly see the outline of her nipples. As she walked her big breasts 
bobbled obscenely inside the camisole despite all her efforts.



Then Miriam remembered her 11am meeting with Phil Young. She could take the 
back walkway to his office and, if she was lucky, could avoid almost 
everyone since it was outside near the dock. Quickly she opened Wilder's 
door and walked out.



As Miriam walked toward the door she passed a coat hanger with a threadbare 
crocheted pink sweater. Impulsively she threw the sweater on and buttoned it 
up. Feeling more clothed she stepped outside and walked toward the other 
side of the building. Miriam was unaware that her nipples had poked through 
the gaps in the fabric noticeably pushing against her camisole. The sweater 
also did nothing to stop her big breasts from bouncing up and down and from 
side to side as he scurried along.



As she passed the picnic table she saw Bobby Carnes smoking a cigarette and 
smiling broadly at her. Ignoring his obvious staring at her chest, Miriam 
hurried past him and to the building door. Oh how she hoped this meeting 
with Phil Young would save her from more lecherous attacks by Wilder. The 
mere thought of having to talk with that Bobby kid made her skin crawl. It 
just had to work so she could get her life back.



"Hurry, Big Tits, hurry" Bobby thought as he watched the prude wife scurry 
by, big breasts jiggling inside the thin pink sweater. Bobby had also seen 
her nipples forcing the white camisole material through the sweater gaps. 
"That big-titted cow isn't even wearing a bra now" thought Bobby as he began 
to rub his cock again. Oh, he was going to have some fun with this one.



Phil Young had seen Miriam go into Wilder's office through his telescope. He 
watched intently and caught her leaving the office a while later. As he 
downloaded the pictures he saw she was wearing only a white camisole that 
freed her large knockers to flop around nicely. He could also clearly see 
the outline of her nipples and even her aerioles. Again, she looked 
distressed and upset as she left.



Miriam was glad to see that Young's secretary was away from her desk. Trying 
hard to catch her breath she knocked at Young's door and heard him say "come 
in". She entered the office and Phil greeted her and asked her to sit down 
in the chair facing his desk.



As Young sat down he couldn't help but notice that Miriam Webster looked 
more attractive than he had ever seen her. Her makeup was a little excessive 
but at least she was wearing some now. He also liked the fact that she was 
in a shorter skirt and wearing heels.  But the best improvement involved 
this broad's big chest.  It was heaving as she talked breathlessly causing 
her big knockers to shake. Her nipples were caught between the weave of her 
skimpy red sweater, poking out covered only by some thin white material. 
Yes, she looked sexier and more slutty than he could ever remember.



Miriam haltingly explained that Wilder had taken advantage of a stupid 
indiscretion which she really regretted. On two occasions now he had 
sexually harassed her. Miriam kept most of the embarrassing details from her 
younger subordinate but recounting the events caused her to become upset and 
embarrassed. This is in turn caused her big chest to heave. Pausing to 
breath, she told Young that together they could force Wilder to stop and 
maybe even resign. She almost begged him to help her confront the older man.



Miriam wasn't used to wearing shorter skirts and her focus was on trying to 
keep her large breasts from moving. As she talked her legs parted and Young 
moved his gaze from her big heaving breasts to look all the way up to her 
white panties while her eyes were averted. He though he might even have seen 
some of the older woman's pubic hair as her legs gaped open.



As Miriam finished her pitch, Young rose from behind his desk. He was a 
happily married man but he wasn't going to miss this opportunity. He took 
Miriam's hand and moved them both to his office sofa. He looked at Miriam 
and asked what was in it for him if he helped her.



Miriam paused, then said that if Wilder resigned it might well mean a 
promotion for Young. Phil laughed and said that meant she would be moving 
into Wilder's position while Young simply moved to hers. Miriam silently 
nodded and waited.

Young told Miriam that she was probably right about Wilder and that he might 
help her but he would need something first. Before she could say anything 
Young told her that he fancied himself an amateur photographer and that he 
had always wanted to take sexy pictures of women. He explained that he didn't 
want to use his wife in such a demeaning way, she wouldn't have agreed 
anyway. Young told the stunned wife that he wanted to pose her, and that he 
wanted to do it here and now. If she cooperated, he continued, he would 
agree to help her out.



The prim wife was aghast. She had never done what she thought Young was 
suggesting although her husband Tom had tried several times to convince her. 
The only occasion she had relented was once when she had too much wine and 
Tom had taken some private pictures of her legs. The next day she had made 
him destroy all copies of the filth.



Trying to regain her composure Miriam reminded Phil that she was a happily 
married professional businesswoman and not some 20 year old bimbo. Young 
listened for awhile and then said "look Miriam, if you want my help this is 
what it's going to take. If you refuse then I'll have to decline to help and 
inform Mr. Wilder of your plot to undermine him."



Miriam began shaking and sat silently. As Young rose from the sofa and moved 
toward the door, the helpless mature wife said "wait." Smiling to himself, 
Young turned and looked his company superior. Miriam asked what kind of 
pictures these would be and who would them. Young told her he wanted 
harmless "cheesecake" photos and that he wouldn't share them with anyone 
else. Miriam then asked how long he planned to keep them and Young 
impatiently started toward the door again.



Quickly Miriam said "no, wait, I guess I can do that if you promise to 
 help." Young told her that he would wait and see how she did before they 
talked further about his assistance. Reluctantly Miriam said "ok" in a 
hushed tone. Miriam dejectedly asked "please close the blinds at least." 
Young replied "ok, but at the first sign of a problem with you, they're 
going back. " Miriam meekly nodded "ok".



Young said "good", closed his blinds and told Miriam to move to the chair. 
Dutifully the wife rose from the sofa and sat in the chair. Young told her 
to cross her legs and smile as he focused the camera lens from the telescope 
on the red-faced woman. Miriam crossed her legs demurely and forced a smile. 
"Click, click" went the lens.



Next Young told the wife to pull up her skirt mid thigh and continue 
smiling. Slowly Miriam did so, providing the camera with pictures of her 
legs to the tops of her thigh highs. Young then said "lose the thigh highs" 
and as the dejected woman bent to remove her heels the camera lens went 
"click, click, click". "Put your heels back on" ordered her subordinate 
after she had removed her hose. Miriam did as she was told to the "click, 
click, click" of the camera.



Young told her to take off the sweater and sit back in the chair. "This is 
so disgusting" thought Miriam. Here she was posing like some mindless 
plaything while her subordinate take all these pictures. Miriam removed the 
sweater and sat back in the chair. "Click, click" continued the camera.



Phil was having a blast. He had Miriam where he had always wanted her, 
ordering her around, even making her strip for the camera. He planned to 
play this out to the end.



"Now spread your legs" commanded Young. "Phil, please" Miriam said but Young's 
response was to glare at her and say "and smile" while making a threatening 
motion toward the blinds. "Oh, how I hate you Phil Young" thought Miriam. 
Dejectedly she slowly spread her legs. "Click, click".



Then Young said "take off the skirt but keep the heels on. Put your knee on 
the chair with your ass toward me. Turn back and smile into the camera." 
When the helpless wife didn't move Young moved toward the blinds. "Please 
Phil.." the wife begged but she also started to remove her skirt, almost 
oblivious now as the camera started again with the continuous clicks. As 
Young impatiently waited, she stepped out of her skirt, letting it drop on 
the floor. Then she put her right knee on the chair seat and turned her head 
and forced a smile.



Young was amused to see this prudish woman was wearing a thong over her nice 
full ass but it added to the picture effect. "Now turn around and blow a 
kiss toward the camera" he ordered. Totally humiliated and embarrassed 
Miriam said "I thought these wouldn't be that kind of pictures. It's been 
bad enough already. Please, Phil."



Unmoved by her pleas, Young said "you know the deal. You look like a really 
sexy older babe and I want to capture you on camera". Miriam cringed at the 
younger man's use of the words "older babe" but knew she couldn't change his 
mind. How had she gotten into this type of degrading mess.



As Young impatiently looked at her, the defeated wife turned and blew 
imaginary kisses toward the camera, dressed only in her thin camisole, thong 
and heels. "Very nice, very sexy" her younger tormentor cooed as Miriam 
blushed a brilliant shade of red. Young had her sit back on the chair for 
various poses. The defeated wife had to again spread her legs exposing even 
more of her pubic hair; wink at the camera while she cupped one of her big 
breasts; then turn around and stick her mature ass up in the air.



"Miriam, you look like you've got a great set of knockers" he gloated at his 
company superior. As Miriam stared at the floor, Young told her "show me 
those big knockers and do it nice and slow". The wife was furious and 
embarrassed but she was also out of choices. She knew she couldn't change 
his mind and she had to have his help. Slowly she began to pull up her 
camisole.



Young interrupted her saying "no, no, stand up and pull those babies out for 
me". This was worse than Wilder, Miriam thought as she silently stood and 
pulled the garment up, slowly bringing her big breasts into view. She pulled 
the garment over her head, causing her large breasts to bounce for the 
camera. Then she stood dumbly as the younger man posed her for more 
pictures. As she continued to helplessly comply, Young took pictures of the 
wife  holding her big breasts, pointing them at the camera, pulling her own 
nipples, all with her smiling.



Young then moved her to the sofa and took some pictures of her massaging her 
own breast while she put her other hand in her thong. She knew the pictures 
were making it look like she was masterbating while playing with her big 
breasts but she just wanted this horror over. Young had her smile for some 
and close her eyes for others while faking moans. He even took some of 
Miriam with one hand down her thong while she sucked the thumb on her other 
hand, her breasts separated by her forearm. She knew it was pointless to 
protest; she no longer resisted or complained. The prim and proper wife 
found herself letting her despised subordinate make her take pictures she 
would never have considered doing, even for her husband Tom. Miriam was now 
totally submissive and merely trying to get through the humiliating 
experience.



Young knew he had enough to ensure Miriam was never a threat to him again. 
He hated to end this but he was already late for other business matters. He 
had to do one more thing before he let her off the hook though.



"Miriam, I want you to ask me to suck your big knockers and do it quickly" 
he commanded. The stunned wife sat up on the sofa, her big breasts swaying 
as she moved. Miriam averted her eyes to the floor and her shoulders started 
shaking slightly. Young was staring at her unprotected tits as he said 
"well, get on with it. I've got other business to see to. Hold those 
knockers out to me and ask me to suck them."  Tearfully, the subjugated wife 
cupped her big breasts and said "please suck them."



Phil wished he had more time but he knew there would be other opportunities 
for fun. He said "ok, good enough for now" and he sat by the almost nude 
wife. He leaned down and put her big right breast into his mouth, flicking 
her nipple with his tongue. Young put his left arm around Miriam's shoulders 
and started pulling on her left nipple as she continued to cup her breasts, 
offering them unwillingly to her subordinate. He was more gentle with her 
than Wilder had been but she still had to moan softly as he continued 
sucking and tweaking her sensitive nipples. As he took her big breast from 
his mouth Young said "as soon as I finish sucking your knockers, you'll need 
to leave". Then he put her mature left breast in his mouth, gently sucking 
her nipple.



Miriam moaned "uumm, Phil, when can we, ooohh, talk about Wilder umm?" 
Removing her breast from his mouth with an audible "pop" Young replied "I'll 
give you a call. You've been a good girl, you need to go now."



 The mortified wife silently dressed and left the younger man's office as 
Young kept her thigh highs as his trophy. Miriam now wondered how she would 
handle the rest of her day.





Miriam's Exposure



Part 4



By Gary Bender



The following story deals with explicit sex, blackmail, humiliation, 
non-consent.  If you're not old enough to read it or it is illegal to read 
it at your location, do not read it.





Dejectedly Miriam left Young's office and walking slowly toward her own. She 
couldn't believe she had actually let Phil Young take all those pictures. 
Well, at least he had said he wouldn't do anything with them, Miriam thought 
naively. Since she didn't know what Young would be willing to do she knew 
she couldn't afford to anger their boss, John Wilder. As she walked, her big 
breasts bouncing noticeably, she thought about what Wilder had demanded 
regarding that scum kid Bobby.



Walking past her staring secretary Miriam went into her office and sat down 
at her desk. As she tried to focus on work she also left repeated messages 
for her subordinate Phil Young. Finally his secretary had called her back 
saying he would talk with her tomorrow. Why oh why had she let him take all 
those demeaning and pornographic pictures, she thought. Miriam particularly 
detested the way Young had made her ask him to suck her large breasts. The 
whole thing made her sick.



Miriam stayed in her office as much as possible the rest of the day. The 
distraught wife tried to make the sweater cover more of her but no matter 
what she did her now overly sensitive nipples worked their way into the gaps 
of the material. She conducted some business by phone and the only 
additional problem was an email Wilder sent her. It contained  disgusting 
pictures of various young men with erections and a note instructing Miriam 
to review them and be prepared to discuss all in detail and to brief him on 
her progress with Bobby Carnes before she left work today. Miriam sent back 
"ok" and then closed the file.



She disliked the idea of even talking with Carnes, much less giving this kid 
the impression Wilder had instructed her to do. But finally she resigned 
herself that she had to deal with it. She asked her secretary to have Carnes 
come by her office before the end of the day.



Bobby Carnes had an evil grin on his face after he got the message to see 
the stuckup Webster bitch. He knew this presented him a great opportunity 
with the big-titted babe and he was going to make it count. He went to her 
office as soon as he got a break.



Miriam's secretary buzzed her and said Bobby was waiting. Miriam took a deep 
breath and said to have him come in.



As soon as the kid came in, she was immediately repulsed. Still dressed in 
her pink sweater, her pink nipples had again become caught between the weave 
and they were plainly visible through the outline of her thin camisole. Her 
unrestricted breasts moved with every breath, wobbling slightly. Bobby 
stared boldly at them and helped himself to the chair opposite her desk.



Miriam glanced down at her chest and brought her arm up to try to hide her 
nipples. Her big left breast jiggled as she did so and Bobby smiled. Finally 
she said "Bobby, I think I was a little rude earlier, I'm sorry, it's just 
that I'm very busy here."



Bobby said "No problem, Hon, I just wanted to loosen you up a little. You 
and that bitchin bod of yours" never taking his eyes off her chest.  Miriam 
blushed and felt like jumping up and slapping the kid but she remembered 
Wilder's instructions and warning. Staring down at her desktop to avoid his 
ogling, she said in a soft voice "well, I want to thank you for your kind 
invitation, I do enjoy having fun with the younger set, and, um, sometimes 
my husband isn't available" she blurted out, lips trembling and blushing 
furiously.



"This stupid, big-titted old broad is talking about fucking around " thought 
Bobby rejoicing in his good luck. He didn't care what had caused her change 
of mind and attitude, he just wanted to use the mature wife like he'd seen 
in his magazines. Openly rubbing his enlarging cock, he said "ok, Baby, what 
time do you get off?"



Miriam mumbled "Today? Oh, well, it's a busy day today, Bobby" avoiding 
looking at the disgusting young man and what he was doing. "Well, let's meet 
at my car anyway after work. I'm parked on Row 3, white Corona. When do you 
leave?" he asked gloating. Miriam could only mutter "usually around 5:30" as 
she kept her eyes diverted.  "See you then, Babe" Bobby said as he stood up 
to leave with an obvious hardon. The embarrassed company executive could 
only act like she didn't notice his bulge as the disgusting kid left and 
hope that Phil Young would save her and act before 5:30. She knew that was 
less than likely, however.



Bobby had a difficult time walking back to the dock with his raging hard-on. 
All he could think about was Miriam Webster and those big titties and 
protruding nipples



Around 5pm Miriam received a call from Wilder. "Damn, what is taking Phil 
Young so long?" she thought as she picked up the phone.



Wilder had seen his Assistant's meeting with the dock kid on his hidden 
camera in her office. He particularly enjoyed watching the kid literally 
jerk off while he talked to Miriam. Oh well, Wilder thought, she needed to 
be taken down a peg or two.



"What did you arrange with my young friend Bobby?" he asked Miriam. She 
unenthusiastically explained that the kid wanted her to meet him in the 
parking lot after work. Grinning, Wilder said "good, keep that appointment 
and tell me about it tomorrow. Now what did you think about all those stiff 
cocks in the picture I sent you?"



Miriam was then forced to recount in detail the specifics of each cock in 
the picture and she even had to say she thought some were "cute".  She 
thought she heard the older man groaning toward the end of the conversation 
and he told her that she had just made him cum as he hung up.



At 5:30 Miriam's secretary said goodnight and left. Taking a deep breath, 
the hopeless wife left her office, big breasts bouncing as she walked. Her 
nipples were again protruding though the worn sweater but she was too 
distraught to notice. Several of the men ogled her as she walked but she was 
oblivious to the unwanted attention. All she could think of was how she was 
going to handle Bobby Carnes and when this terrible day would ever end.



Passing her reserved parking space, Miriam walked deeper into the lot and 
finally saw the white Corona on Row 3 with Bobby standing by the driver's 
door. Smiling wolfishly, he waived at her and then sat in his car closing 
the door.



Miriam approached Bobby's window but he opened the rider's door and motioned 
her to come around and sit in the car beside him. Miriam hesitated and then 
decided it was probably better to talk to this kid where others couldn't 
see. She would just take charge in the car and force this revolting kid to 
leave her alone. She slid in the car, trying to keep her skirt from riding 
up on her thighs as Bobby watched her big tits wobble.



The company executive said "Bobby, now I only have a few min.." but before 
she could complete her sentence the emboldened teenager put his right hand 
on her knee just below her bare thigh. Miriam opened her mouth to try to say 
something but Bobby reached his other hand around her neck, pulling her 
toward him. The brazen dock boy stuck his tongue deep into her open mouth 
while he pushed her skirt up almost to her thong.



Struggling, Miriam pushed Bobby back with both hands, removing his invading 
tongue but the filthy kid continued to grip her upper thigh. The frantic 
wife said "please, now Bobby, wait, don't" as she kept him at arm's length 
to avoid that probing tongue.



Bobby let her stop him from kissing her further but he used his right hand 
to push her skirt up further, exposing her white thong as he talked to her. 
"I'll stop kissing you but I want you to do something else."



Miriam couldn't pull her skirt down and hold him back at the same time. She 
knew her bare thighs and thong were in clear view to the leering dock boy. 
Cringing from the massaging touch on her thigh, she said "please, Bobby, don't. 
What do you want?" Immediately she regretted asking the question in such a 
begging tone.



The repulsive kid smiled and said "I want to see your big titties". As he 
was talking Bobby used his free left hand to reach up and pinch the helpless 
wife's right nipple. Bobby was inexperienced with women and his pinch was 
instantly painful to Miriam. Her nipple involuntarily extended and she said 
"oh, oww" moving her hands to stop Bobby from pinching her again.



Again Bobby put his left arm around her neck pulling the unwilling wife 
close as he tried forcing his tongue back into her mouth. At the same time 
he used his right hand to grip the edge of Miriam's thong between his thumb 
and forefinger, pulling it up and exposing  some of her brown pubic hair to 
his gaze.



Horrified, Miriam gripped the kid's left wrist with her left hand and used 
the last of her strength to hold Bobby back with her right. She said 
"please, ok, just stop, please."



Smiling hugely, Bobby relaxed his grip on her neck and thong and sat back in 
his driver's seat gripping his steering wheel. Panting now, Miriam pulled 
her skirt down as far as possible, avoiding his eyes and saying "please 
Bobby, I'm a married woman, please don't, someone might see".



Bobby just kept grinning and said "well, so what." He put his hand back on 
her bare thigh next to her skirt hem. Totally unnerved now and recoiling 
against Carnes' touch, Miriam said "please don't, someone will see". Bobby 
said "get those hands on the dashboard. Do it now and maybe I'll move the 
car " Tearfully the mature wife said "ok, Bobby, just please not here, 
please" as she slowly put both her hands on the dashboard as she noticed two 
men walking in their general direction.



The dock boy said "ok, I'll move it but you sit still, right? Don't move." 
Miriam was silent as she sat motionless in the car. The two men were getting 
closer and soon they would be able to see Miriam inside Bobby's Corona. She 
thought she recognized one as a client. Taking a deep breath, the dejected 
wife quietly said "ok, please just move the car".



Bobby said "alright Baby" and started the car. As he backed out of the 
parking space he used his right hand to pull Miriam's skirt back over her 
thong, stopping to stare at her thinly covered crotch. Miriam didn't dare 
trying to stop the kid as the two men continued to walk closer. She pleaded 
"please Bobby move the car, let's go, please!"



Bobby said "ok, spread those legs and we'll move". Frantically the 
embarrassed wife spread her legs, exposing all of her upper thighs and the 
thong.



The victorious kid drove slowly to the far side of the parking lot which was 
deserted. As he drove he put his right hand directly on the powerless 
executive's thigh next to her thong and worked his forefinger under the 
legband.  This caused the mature wife to jerk upward but she did not dare 
move her hands from the dashboard. Seeing his victory Bobby grasped some of 
the vanquished woman's pubic hair between his forefiner and thumb and 
pulled. Miriam was reduced to saying "ouch, please don't Bobby" while her 
triumphant conqueror parked the car.



Continuing to pull on her pubic hair, Bobby said "now show me your big 
titties." Thoroughly revolted by this kid and his use of such a vulgar term, 
Miriam had no choice.  She whimpered softly "ohh, don't pull it, please, ok, 
ok, please, oww." Bobby removed his finger from her thong and sat back 
saying "ok, get them out so I can suck 'em good".



Hating this kid but resigned to her predicament, Miriam pulled up her 
sweater and then her camisole, exposing her big bare breasts to the staring 
dock boy. Bobby told her to put her hands on the back of her head and keep 
them there, like he had seen women do in his bondage magazines. Miriam dared 
not refuse so she slowly did as she was told, forcing her large breasts 
outward. Bobby then said "now don't move" and he roughly grabbed both her 
breasts and began squeezing them. He pointed her left breast toward his face 
putting as much of it in his mouth as possible.



Miriam moaned "aaahhh" and squeezed her legs together. Bobby had never had a 
real woman let him do anything like this. He sucked and licked the 
now-compliant older woman's big tits in turn. Involuntarily Miriam's nipples 
enlarged and Bobby sucked them harder, forcing her to repeatedly groan. As 
he began to nibble and bite her sensitive nipples Miriam mumbled "uuuhh, 
pleassse not so hard, uuuhhh, ooo ppplease, uuuhh" but she couldn't let 
anyone else see her so she kept her hands behind her head.



Bobby ignored her pleas and continued his attack on Miriam's big breasts. 
The normally conservative older woman was now squirming in her seat. She 
dared not move her hands from her head for fear her young tormentor would 
move the car back into the higher traffic area of the parking lot. Her legs 
had inadvertently spread and Bobby could see that her thong had partially 
worked its way into her mature pussy between her vaginal lips. Bobby wanted 
to see what Miriam's bush looked like so he took his left hand off her big 
left tit and gripped her thong between his thumb and forefinger while he 
took her big right tit from his mouth, holding it by her erect nipple. He 
jiggled her big left breast by her nipple as he had seen in his magazine. At 
the same time he pulled the thong aside sharply causing the material to go 
deeper into Miriam's pussy and to rub harshly against the wife's exposed 
clit.



Totally unknown to him, Bobby had pushed the poor woman to the edge of her 
reserve. His constant groping of her large breasts, although painful, had 
nevertheless had an effect on Miriam and the unexpected continuous rubbing 
of the material against her now excited clit was just too much. She groaned 
loudly "oooh, ddaaammnn, nnnooooo, dddammmnnnn, uuuuhhhh, ooooowwwww" 
spreading her legs wide and bucking wildly in her seat as she climaxed for 
the first time in a long time. She couldn't help herself, the day had all 
just been too much for the normally reserved company executive.



Girls his own age had always avoided Bobby Carnes. His sexual experience was 
limited and he had never seen a woman orgasm before, much less one of Miriam 
Webster's class and status. Bobby knew enough, however, to see that Miriam 
had climaxed. He had unexpectedly shot his load into his pants as well.  The 
sight of the stuckup babe in his car, face contorting with her hands on her 
head while he bounced her big tit by her nipple, the other big tit flopping 
wildly in the air, her skirt up with her legs spread wide and her sparse 
brown bush and pussy lips exposed had also pushed the novice kid to cum He 
was a little bewildered by what had happened but he was happy. He stopped 
pulling the dejected wife's nipple and released her thong as she collapsed 
in her seat sobbing softly.



Grinning broadly and temporarily satisfied, Bobby said "Ok, you can go home 
now" as he drove the crimson-faced Miriam to her car. She straightened her 
clothes with shaking hands pulling the camisole and sweater over her big 
tits and now sore nipples and lowering her skirt. Struggling to regain her 
breath she opened the door to leave the dock boy reached under her skirt and 
pinched her adult ass cheek saying "see you tomorrow". Miriam didn't 
respond.



The shamed wife got into her car to drive home having completely forgotten 
about the security guard and cameras.

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