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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.
Part 4 if interest warrants.