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Reminded me of a story, perhaps could have been me, if only i hadn't
missed the bus. ...
Jenny Takes a New Job at SFL
The employment want-ad in Sundays Daily Reader caught Jenny's eye:
MANUFACTURERS REP. WANTED
Medical supply at S.F.L. in need of energetic, enthusiastic
individual for
immediate part time opening. Flexible hours, excellent salary. Will
train, no
experience necessary. Some travel required, company vehicle supplied.
Please
contact:
0555-123-4567
She had been searching for a part-time position since quitting a
full-time stint
as a legal assistant three months ago (refer to her last adventure).
The
experience had left a bad taste in her mouth, and she was hoping to
find a more
flexible, independent position.
She called first thing Monday morning, and was told that
applications could be
filled out up to five o'clock all week. She decided to be one of the
first
applicants, and dressed up in a beige summer-weight business suit and
powder
blue blouse, tying back her long blond hair. She kept her make-up very
subtle,
trying to project a professional, yet feminine impression.
Finding the modern building in an industrial complex in the State
of Yahoo
off of Highway 21, she parked up front in an open spot marked for
visitors only
and entered a comfortable waiting area. Walking up to a waist high
two-pane glass
panel. Situated on the inside wall, next to a closed door marked
"Employees Only."
A soft chime had sounded as she had entered, and the glass panel
slid open as
she approached the window. A receptionist was seated facing her at a
low wrap
around desk, looking her over with a bright smile. "Could I help you?"
she
asked. Jenny was handed a clipboard with a job application, after she
explained
her interest in the ad she had seen yesterday. Taking a seat in the
room, and
started filling out the simple application.
The receptionist buzzed the office of Dr.Scott, the Manager of the
Lab.
"I think we may have a live one already Dr.Scott. Do you want to see
her now?"
Nodding her head as she listened to his directions, she said,
"I'll buzz you when she's ready," and broke the connection.
Jenny finished the form in about ten minutes. It seemed most companies
used the
same form these days, so it certainly simplified job hunting!
"Dr.Scott will be right with you," said the receptionist, entering
the foyer
to retrieve the completed application. "Would you care for a cup of
coffee?" she asked,
pausing before turning away.
"Yes, that would be great! Cream and sugar if possible" Jenny answered.
"I'll be back in a jiffy. Why don't you let me hang up your
jacket? It's awful warm today!" she asked, holding out a hand.
"Thank you, that's very nice of you!" Jenny replied, slipping off the
light jacket
and handing it to her.
"So, what do you think?" she asked, as she stopped by Dr.Scott's
office on her
way to the break room. The Manager had opened up a wood bureau housing
the security
equipment and was checking out Jenny on one of the closed circuit
camera
monitors.
"She looks perfect. Holy shit, will you look at that rack!"
He was a self-made man, having started from scratch, working his way
through Uni and
into the thriving, multi-million dollar operation in what was a very
competitive
industry. He felt the key to his success was his crew of "Manufacturers
Reps."
They had never failed to close an order for him yet!
Unlocking the bottom drawer of his desk, he pulled out a small pill
bottle.
Shaking out a blue capsule in his hand, he walked over to Marsha, and
handed it
to her with a wink. "Nice touch asking for her coat! What would I do
without
you!" he said, giving her a quick peck on the forehead. "Remember that
at bonus
time!" she replied tartly. Fluttering her eyelids and leaving his
office and made
her way to the break room.
A close friend at SFL Pharmaceutical had given him the special
"relaxing"
pills after he had bailed him out of a bad personal situation with the
bitch, Tania.
They were part of a research project conducted by the NASA Lab., as
they searched for
new, non-invasive forms of interrogation. Hearing that the pill had no
side effects,
his devious mind had immediately formulated what was to prove a very
successful
marketing strategy.
Marsha poured out a steaming mug of fresh brew, and plopped the
tablet in. It
began fizzing as soon as it touched liquid, disappearing quickly after
a few
seconds. Stirring in a dollop of sugar and splash of fresh cream, she
returned
to the foyer, offering the mix to Jenny. She thanked her profusely,
immediately
taking a small sip. "Mmmmmm!" she exclaimed.
Manufacturers Rep. Jenny, Part #2
Jenny sat waiting in the foyer, reading the newest issue of People
magazine.
She was having a hard time concentrating, and finally gave up, placing
it back in
the rack next to the chair. She took another gulp of the coffee. She
remembered
to ask what brand they used. Normally she only enjoyed a few sips. She
tilted
her head back to drain the last few drops, and licked her lips. The
warmth
seemed to spread throughout her body, and she smiled deeply, at peace
with the
world and all the opportunities it now offered!
The inner door opened, and the receptionist returned to the foyer. She
stooped
down, her face close to Jenny. "Dr.Scott will see you now," she said
softly,
with a warm smile. Jenny pushed herself up off the chair, suddenly
feeling very
dizzy.
"Whoopsey!" she said, holding her arms out to steady herself. "You must
have gotten up too fast!" said Marsha, calmly taking one of her hands
and
slipping her arm around Jenny's slim waist. She led her through the
inner door,
and down the carpeted hallway.
They entered a small office midway down the hall and Jenny was
directed to sit
in the rooms only furnishing, a comfortable armchair facing a large TV
monitor.
"This is a short orientation program for all potential applicants"
said Marsha.
She took her left hand, and strapped on a thin gold watch. Jenny found
it quite
elegant and contemporary in appearance. The company SFL logo was etched
lightly
in a face set with sparkling jewels.
"This is a welcome present given to all new employees" she explained.
She picked up a pair of headphones lying next to the chair, placing
them
over Jenny's ears and adjusting the fit. Marsha pushed a button
on a VCR underneath the monitor. An image of the building flashed on
the
screen. Then left the room, turning off the light before pulling the
door
shut behind her.
Jenny relaxed in the chair, as a gentle narrative began, in tune
with the soft
flashing images on the screen. A pleasant looking man was pictured,
acting as
the host of the video. She was having trouble making sense of his
words, so she
settled back into the chair and let her mind drift along with the
stimuli. The
new watch on her wrist began to vibrate softly, as the video continued.
A sense
of well being enveloped her. Strangely, the vibration seemed to follow
a neural
pathway directly to her nipples, causing them to stiffen in response to
the new
stimulation. Jenny watched the screen, as if in a trance, losing all
sense of
time and place.
With a flash, the video ended. The room was now cast in a blue sheen
from the
monitor. Marsha stepped in, causing her to squint against the bright
office
light through the open door. Jenny was rubbing her wrist absently,
having no
memory of the former vibration of the watch. Marsha slipped off the
headphones,
and led her to Dr.Scotts's office. He walked around his desk to greet
her with
a big smile and firm handshake. She had a sense that she knew him from
somewhere, but couldn't put her finger on it. "I'm so glad to meet you
Jenny!"
He said, with a warm fatherly smile. "Take a seat!"
As she sat, the smell of coffee rose to greet her. "Oh good! I love
this stuff!"
she said, taking another big gulp from the mug waiting for her. She
started
squirming in her chair, and considered asking him if she could use a
rest room.
This coffee was great, but it went right through her!
"Is anything the matter Jenny?" he asked, returning her smile
patiently.
"Oh, nothing" she said, lowering her eyes. She felt embarrassed to say
anything,
not really knowing him yet.
He touched a button on a small control he held in his hand, and
once again
her watch began to softly vibrate. Bill saw her features relax, as her
new
mental conditioning kicked in.
"Welcome back Jenny!" he said, cradling his hands in front of him.
"Hi!" she answered with a bright smile, as she recognized him from the
tape. She
remembered him being such a nice man!
"How do you feel now, dear?" he asked.
"I feel real good, except I need to pee real bad!" she answered,
shocked that she
had made the admission so casually. She squirmed around some more,
squeezing her
legs tightly together. Dr.Scott smiled at her. "Thanks for your candor,
Jenny. You
can go to the rest room in just a minute! Now come along, there's some
people I
would like you to meet."
She followed along behind, around the perimeter of the main office
area. The
watch still vibrated softly against her wrist. It was a busy room, with
the ring
of phones and clatter of computer keyboards playing in the background.
He held
another door open, and they stepped into a long room, centered with a
shiny wood
conference table. The front wall was glass, providing a view out into
the main
office area. Three men were seated at each side of the table, and
Dr.Scott
strode over to the far end, taking his place in a high-backed leather
chair.
"Gentlemen, I would like you to meet wvs Jenny. She has applied to be
our
new sales rep. Now let's see if she's qualified, shall we!" The men all
nodded
their heads in agreement. "Take off your blouse. Let's see what you
got" he
directed, with a nod of his head.
She set the coffee mug down at her end of the table (after taking
another big swig).
Amazing even herself, she unbuttoned her pretty blouse, and slipped the
garment off her
shoulders, casually draping it across an empty chair.
"Now the bra" he said, as she felt the men's careful appraisal from the
room.
Unable to deny his request, she reached behind, and unhooked the sturdy
strap.
Pulling the garment forward, she let it fall onto the seat of the
chair. Her
heavy unbound breasts now swung free, crossed by red strap marks from
the bra.
Jenny has dark brown aureole the size of coffee saucers, which puff out
in stark
contrast from the delicate, creamy white flesh of her breasts. Thick
nipples,
again fully erect and stimulated from the sensations at her wrist,
crowned them.
She briefly considered crossing her arms to cover up, but could sense
it would
displease Dr.Scott.
"Wow! We're going to have to use our largest size! The stock size
won't come
close!" said one of the young men. "God, she's perfect!" said another.
"Raise
your arms Jenny," said Dr.Scott. "Good, just hold your hands behind
your neck!"
She did as he asked, causing her breasts to lift and separate.
"Now circle around the table, and shake them side to side!" he
continued. Feeling
foolish, she followed his instructions, rotating her torso as she
circled the
table, causing her breasts to slap back and forth. As she paraded
around to face
the glass wall, she saw that the office had stopped working, and was
following
her floorshow! She could only watch them as if she was a spectator
though! It
was as if her body now had a mind and will of its own.
"That's good Jenny. You can finish your coffee now.
How many are in favor of her being hired?" he asked.
All arms shot up in the air.
Jenny squeezed her legs together, as her bladder began crying for
relief.
"I guess that settles things then!" he said.
"What's the matter girl!" seeing her wiggling back and forth.
"I've got to pee bad!" she answered, not caring about the soft chuckles
her
admission caused.
"Oh gosh, I clean forgot! Let's go see Kelly!" He jumped up out of the
chair,
heading towards the door. Jenny reached down and grabbed her bra,
slipping back
into the cups. "Hey there girl!" said Bill, seeing what she was up to.
"I don't
remember telling you to get dressed!" She dropped the bra to her feet.
"Just for that, back in position!" Jenny got back into position,
throwing her elbows up
high in the air. "Stick out your chest!" She arched her back, throwing
away all
inhibition.
"Now follow me!" he said, striding out into the office, with her
following closely behind, bare breast bouncing along with her quick
stride
Manufacturer's Rep Jenny, Part #3
They snaked their way through the workstations, to the center of the
large open
office. They stopped in front of the central desk, where a pretty
brunette
waited with arms folded, leaning back in her chair. She was wearing a
white
nurse's uniform. Jenny guessed they were about the same age. She seemed
unaffected by Jenny's posture, as she watched the two of them approach.
"Kelly is a registered nurse, and works closely with our product
development
team, as well as being our office assistant manager.
"This is Jenny Richards, who will be the Sales Rep. for your new
project."
Dr.Scott said, sliding her up beside him, in front of the wide desk.
Kelly looked her up and down, nodding her head in greetings.
"Kelly also supervises the employee drug testing program" he explained.
"Now you be a good girl, and do whatever Kelly asks!" He warned her,
making sure he had her attention. "Bring her back to the development
room when
you're finished" he said to Kelly, and left the room, heading down the
back
corridor.
She pulled open a bottom drawer in the desk, and Jenny watched as she
rummaged
around, looking for something. Coming up empty, she stood. "I need to
get some
supplies. I'll be back in about two minutes. I want you stripped naked
by the
time I get back!
Stunned, Jenny watched her walk away, hips swiveling with her brisk
stride.
The room was now silent, everyone watching her with silent expectation.
She dropped her arms, and unzipped the back zipper of her pants.
Kicking off her
shoes, she then worked the snug material down her broad hips. Stepping
out one
leg at a time. Removing her stockings when her feet were raised.
Folding the
clothes neatly, she set them on the front corner of the desk. Squeezing
her eyes
tightly shut, she slipped out of her white cotton panties, tucking them
underneath the other clothes.
Goosebumps rose all over, as she stood naked in the center of the room!
She clenched her groin, fighting against a spasm from her full bladder.
Her discomfort had eclipsed her embarrassing plight and she squeezed
her legs together,
crouching over slightly to help ease the pain.
Kelly returned to the desk, pulling the clear wrapper off a small
white
cardboard box. Opening the lid, she shook out a stack of clear plastic
cups,
nested together. There was a separate stack of lids for the cups.
Discarding the
box in a wastebasket next to her desk, she opened a desk drawer and
item by
item cleared her desktop, including Jenny's clothes! She separated one
cup from
the stack, and placed it in the middle of her bare desk.
It was about the size of a Styrofoam coffee cup.
Returning her attention to Jenny, she patted the top of the desk
next to the
cup. "Up you go, dear! Squat over the cup and give me a sample!
Flustered, Jenny shook her head in disbelief.
"You've got to be kidding! You can't mean out here!" she whispered
urgently.
"Do I have to page Dr.Scott?" asked Kelly.
"Now climb up! We have to have witnesses, to make sure everything's
legitimate!"
Jenny could see her giving a wink to the rest of the room, but
nonetheless
found herself compelled to obey.
Awkwardly, she raised her right leg up, placing her knee on the cold,
smooth surface.
Leaning forward on her palms, she pulled her other leg up behind,
now resting on hands and knees. She was getting no sympathy from Kelly,
who waited
impatiently with crossed arms.
She stepped up onto her feet, and waddled over into position, squatting
over the
cup sitting in the center of the polished top.
"You better not miss!" Kelly warned, pointing a finger at her. "And
don't
contaminate the sample by touching the cup! Make it quick!"
Jenny split her legs wide, pressing her hands against her lower belly.
Pulling upwards, she separated the outer lips of her vulva, carefully
positioning
herself over the small target. Gritting her teeth, she struggled to
release just a
controlled stream.
A hollow splash erupted, as despite all her best efforts, a strong
spurt of amber
fluid erupted! She felt the warm spray splash back up against her
shaved pubes,
as the small cup quickly filled. Groaning out loud she clenched her
groin
muscles, abruptly stopping the flow. She could feel extra pee running
down
between her bare lips, to drip off her puckered ass onto the desktop.
"You wetted my desk, slut!" said Kelly, snapping on latex examination
gloves.
She reached under Jenny, sliding the overfilled cup towards her,
trailing a wet
line of pee. Jenny felt no relief. If anything, the urge to continue
was
stronger then ever, and she wrapped her arms around her legs, drawing
into a
clenched ball. She watched as Kelly snapped a lid on the cup, setting
it off to
the side. Removing a wooden ruler from her middle drawer, she moved
around to
the left end of the desk. SMACK!!! Kelly gave her a stinging smack
across her
bare flank, snapping Jenny's eyes wide open! She whimpered as she felt
a small
squirt of pee release with the blow! She hoped Kelly hadn't seen!
"That's for wetting my desk, slut! Now we will keep doing this all
morning till
you get it right, so concentrate!" She placed another empty cup under
her, and
stepped back to watch, drying her hands on a small cloth she pulled
from her pocket.
Straining, Jenny repeated the exercise. "Ooohhhwww" she groaned aloud,
struggling to release only a controlled amount. She had no control of
the
direction, however, and more splashed on the desktop then in the cup!
Seeing
Kelly circling the desk again out of the corner of her eye, she
released another
powerful stream, realizing this was the only way to control the
direction.
"Oooohhh!" she groaned again, as she clenched down against the flow.
"SMACK!!!"
came the next blow, causing another spurt to splash into the
overflowing cup.
"You are a pig, you filthy slut!" said Kelly, as she repeated the
routine,
sliding a fresh cup into place. "Someone get me towels!" she called out
over her
shoulder. "One more time, slut!" she said, returning her attention to
Jenny,
tapping the ruler against her palm. Jenny felt tears run down her
cheeks, as her
muscles were now cramping from the strain of this slow torture. She
relaxed all
at once, allowing an unrestrained flow to erupt. Whimpering out loud,
she just
let go, feeling the warm liquid rushing all around and over her bare
feet. She
felt an almost orgasmic release, as the pressure was fully relaxed, and
she
finally halted the flow!
"How dare you! You filthy bitch! Hands and knees, right now!" shouted
Kelly, as
she waved the ruler at Jenny.
She followed directions, reluctantly leaning forward onto the wet
surface of the desk.
"SMACK!!!...SMACK!!!..."
Repeated blows stung her ass, as Kelly humiliated her in public with
the punishment.
The ruler finally snapped off in her hand, and she stepped away from
the desk.
Jenny's ass was now bright crimson red. The thin, metal band on the
edge of the
ruler had raised bright red lines, which crisscrossed haphazardly
across her
well-rounded posterior. The rest of the room had now gathered in a wide
circle
around the desk, enjoying the action.
"Clean up your mess, bitch," said Kelly, as she tossed the towels her
way. Jenny
mopped up the desktop with one of them, not sure of what to do with the
drenched
towel when done.
"Just throw it away!" Kelly held the wastebasket out at arm length,
with a disgusted
expression on her face. "Now get down on the floor, and wipe it up!"
She did as she was asked, and the rest of the office enjoyed the
view of her wiggling upturned butt, as she worked her way around the
desk!
"Follow me slut!" said Kelly, as Jenny finished the task. Dropping the
rest of
the towels in the tin, she hurried after her, still fully nude! They
passed down
a carpeted hallway to a plain metal doorway at the end. There was a
sign on it,
which read "All visitors must wear safety glasses!" A clear plastic
container
mounted next to the door was filled with them. Not wanting to draw any
more of
Kelly's wrath, Jenny snatched a pair as they passed through the door,
and put
them on.
They entered a large shop area, with an open girder ceiling, the
random sounds
of machinery ringing out. High intensity lighting hung off the rafters,
evenly
spaced in long rows. They were walking down a center aisleway, which
divided the
shop. On her left were green metal racks for pallet storage. Most of
the racks
were full, stacked with even rows of cardboard boxes. To her right was
all of
the fabrication machinery, the purpose of which was totally lost on
her. The
only thing she was aware of, were all of the workers pausing to watch
her, as
she bounced along behind Kelly!
Midway down the aisle, the background noise had lessened, as some of
the equipment
had been shut off.
Scattered applause broke out, as the men approached closer to the
aisle as the girls passed by. Kelly seemed oblivious to the attention
though, and they finally came to a cubical in
the back. The front of the cubical was all glass, so that the work in
the shop
could be observed from within. Jenny could see Dr.Scott, along with
several
of the men from the meeting room seated in the brightly lit space.
Manufacturer's Rep. Jenny, Part #4
"Ah Jenny, you finally made it! Any problems, Kelly?" asked Bill.
"Turn around and show Mr. Patrick how well you behaved!" she answered,
turning to face her.
Jenny turned, offering him a view of her ass. She could see through the
glass
that the shop had gathered outside, checking her out also!
"You will find that we reward good behavior generously. No doubt
you now
understand we also punish misbehavior strictly!" He said, seeing her
glowing
cheeks. "But. I..." Holding up his hand, he cut her off abruptly. "I
don't want
to hear it! Now come sit down, and let's get off to a fresh start!" He
indicated
a chair up against the back wall, facing the shop.
"I'm sorry sir," she said, as she sat down, primly crossing her legs.
"Kelly, show Jenny the prototype for your new project" he said, handing
her a
black leather case, about the size of a small briefcase. "We are about
two
months away from introducing a revolutionary new product. Do you have
any
children, Jenny?" She shook her head no, watching as Kelly sat down
next to her,
setting the case in her lap.
Kelly's team has developed a new breast pump, which should take
over the market.
"Snap!" went the latches on the case, and she swung up the lid. Nestled
inside
was a stainless steel cylinder, about the size of a thermos bottle.
Next to it
was a clear glass bottle about the same size, scored with a scale on
the side
like a measuring cup. She picked up an odd looking, clear vinyl
harness. Plastic
tubing extended from it to both the cylinder, and also the bottle.
"Breastfeeding has grown in popularity, and we see a huge market out
there for
our product. Most of the pumps today are poorly designed and
inefficient. Good
ones are expensive and bulky. With so many women returning to work soon
after
childbirth these days, a fast, efficient, and inexpensive pump should
sell like
wildfire!
The tubing was attached to clear, saucer shaped cups on the
harness. Kelly
placed the cups directly over Jenny's aureole, asking her to hold them
in place
while she drew the straps around behind her and fastened them together.
Once
properly adjusted, she got up and set the case down on the chair next
to Jenny.
One of the men kneeled in front of her, and grasping her breasts,
shifted them
in the harness. The soft saucers were large enough to cover her
aureole, which
showed right through the clear vinyl.
"They are a perfect fit," the man said, backing up to stand with the
rest of them.
"Adjust the dial to low, and turn the power on," said Dr.Scott, nodding
towards the case.
She adjusted a small dial to the low position, and flipped the
power switch on. A soft hum came from the cylinder, barely perceptible.
She felt
a pulling at both nipples, and looked down. The cups were squeezing and
opening
with a slow rhythm. She could see her nipple's being sucked forward as
the cup
compressed, and subsequently released as it relaxed. It felt remarkably
lifelike, as both breasts were actually being suckled independently!
"Amazing, isn't it! I've been told by some of our test group that it
feels just
like their own child. Turn the dial up half-way."
She adjusted it to the middle setting. Both the suckling and suction
increased in
strength and tempo, and she felt contractions begin in her womb, as her
nipples had
always been very susceptible to stimulation.
"You may have been curious as to why we have brought you on so
early" he
continued. "To properly demonstrate and sell this product, we feel it
will be
vital for you to actually go through the experience of induced
lactation! Kelly
is going to start you on an intense program right away. Kelly?"
She walked up to her chair, and turned off the machine. "You can
take this
prototype home with you today" she said. "Keep it with you at all
times! Also
wear the watch from now on, even to bed." She reached behind Jenny's
back, and
started to remove the milking harness. "I have a small control on my
key-chain."
She showed her a small device, like an automatic door opener. When I
press the
button, you will feel the vibration. "Jenny rubbed at her wrist, still
feeling
the sensation. When I signal, you will be compelled to stop whatever it
is
you're doing, and start the session immediately! Keep the setting on
medium for
now, but slowly increase it to full over the next two weeks. I want you
on the
machine for twenty minutes at a time, no less!
"How is it possible for me to have milk, when I'm not with child?"
asked Jenny.
"You're going to be surprised!" answered Kelly. "Just the simple
stimulation of
your nipples by the suckling action of the machine will release the
required
hormones in your system to induce lactation. I am going to supplement
this with
a drug and vitamin program. Take two pills a day of each of these, one
when you
wake up, and one after dinner."
She set two pill bottles inside the case. "I want you to start drinking
a minimum
of twelve glasses of water a day! Make sure to get plenty of rest, and
eat well,
no junk food! I would expect to see some production within two weeks,
probably sooner.
I will start you off with three "sessions" a day, and work you up from
there.
Call me when you start to see milk."
She placed one of her business cards in the case, next to the
pills.
She went on to explain how the machine worked, and the proper way to
clean it
after use.
"Before every session, I want you to spend a few minutes manually
massaging your breasts. Stand up, please."
Kelly moved behind her, and reached around with both hands, cradling
the bottom
of each full globe.
Jenny modestly covered her breasts up, as she saw the shop guys craning
their necks to watch!
"Hands up behind the neck, Jenny! You should know better by now!" said
Dr.Scott sternly.
She snapped into position, exposing herself to the group once again.
Kelly began squeezing her breasts, and drawing her grip outwards all
the
way to her erect nipples. She explained what she was doing, and showed
Jenny the
proper way to "express milk." She had Jenny work her breast alone for a
few
minutes, till she was satisfied she had the routine down properly.
"I think we're all set for now folks. Let's go back to my office,
Jenny," said
Dr.Scott. Snapping the case closed Jenny followed the group out of the
room.
"You may as well know the girl you've been ogling!" he said to the
group
of workers, as they stepped outside the door. "This is wvs jenny, our
new
sales rep."
This drew polite applause from the group, and a few "Right-on's!"
They crowded around, and she found herself shaking hands and trading
introductions with all of them. Many of the guys took the opportunity
to pat her
sore ass as well! Finally breaking free of them and joining Dr.Scott on
his
way back to the office.
"Kelly, could you gather up Jenny's clothes, and bring them in to us
please?"
asked Mr. Patrick, as they reentered his office.
"Sit down Jenny" he directed, as he moved around to his chair
behind the desk.
They exchanged small talk until Kelly returned with Jenny's clothes.
She finally got dressed, feeling much more comfortable. Marsha brought
in more
coffee, which she eagerly accepted. It was a let down though, not
tasting nearly
as good as she remembered. Dr.Patrick touched another button on his
control,
and her watch stopped signaling. The room seemed to come into sharper
focus to her.
"You will remember being shown around the offices today, and
meeting a lot
of new people" explained Dr.Scott, in a calm, patient voice. "Kelly's
instructions will be crystal clear, and when we signal you, there will
be no
hesitation to obey. Everything else will be fuzzy to you, however. You
will be
left with very warm and pleasant feelings of you experiences today.
When I clap
my hands, you will snap into present day!"
Having said this, he slapped his hands together, producing a loud
crisp noise.
He handed a folder to her across the desk.
"Everything we discussed is outlined
in this package. This is a summary of your annual salary and benefits."
Jenny was stunned, unprepared for such a huge figure. "I don't believe
in commissions,
but I do reward performers handsomely. Payday is every two weeks, so we
won't
need to see you back till then. Do your homework, and work closely with
Kelly!
Learn that machine inside and out. Here's a copy of the equipment
manual" He
placed it on top of the case, along with her employment handbook.
"I'm glad to have you aboard, Jenny!" he said rising up from his chair.
He lead
her back up to the entrance, giving her a handshake and wave as she
left.
"She's going to make the SFL millions!" said Marsha, as they
watched her pass
through the outside door.
"What a great day to be alive!" he exclaimed, smiling and shaking
his head, as he turned back to his office whistling a snappy tune.
Manufacturer's Rep. Jenny, Part #5
Jenny applied herself to her new trade with single-minded
determination. She was
signaled three times a day initially. She stayed around the house until
she was
more comfortable with the routine. Going into the second week, Kelly
added a
fourth, then a few days later, fifth daily session. Her sleep was never
disturbed, since proper rest was important for maximum production.
She was pleased to report on day five her first success. She only
produced a few
droplets, but it was a start!
Kelly was satisfied, and complimented her dedication.
She had now worked up to three ounces per day, about one ounce per
session. The only problem she ran into was sore nipples, as she worked
up to the
strongest setting on the pump. Kelly told her to lubricate her aureole
and
nipples with vegetable oil prior to each session. This solved the
problem
completely. She now carried a small bottle of oil right in her case.
Her husband was delighted when she told him about the job and salary.
She told
him that the equipment had been designed for newly adoptive mothers,
and that it
had been vital for her to go through the experience personally, to be
able to
represent the product to professionals in this industry. He was
surprised that
his normally shy wife had agreed to participate in such a trial, but he
sure
couldn't find fault with the money!
After the fourth week, she had settled into a regular routine of
lactation every
three hours, throughout the day. Kelly kept the timing very constant,
so working
it into her schedule was easy. Her production had increased to eighteen
ounces per
session, Her breasts now ballooned heavily from her chest, with a
tracery of
fine blue veins now visible through her stretched, porcelain white
skin. Her
aureole and nipple's had swollen, extending well past the margins of
the pump
cups. On her last phone call to Kelly, she explained the problem. Kelly
called
her back with news that they had made a new custom harness for her.
They agreed
to meet over lunch at a restaurant close to the factory, so Jenny could
exchange
for the bigger size.
For the first time since she had started this project, Jenny had
not been
"signaled" all morning. She kept checking her watch, to make sure the
darn thing
was running. Her eight-am and now eleven-am time had passed by without
a peep!
She called the office, but had been informed that Kelly was "tied up in
a
meeting, and couldn't be disturbed!"
Her breasts felt like over-inflated water balloons, jiggling with
every bump and
hole in the road, as she headed over to the restaurant. She wore a
sleeveless
white blouse and a colorful peasant skirt with a floral print. Her
largest bra
was white, which showed through the sheer fabric of the blouse, but it
was the
only one that was comfortable given the swollen state of her breasts.
She parked
close to the front door of the restaurant, and decided to leave her
pump in the
car, as she locked the door and walked over to the entrance.
The man at the front desk found the reservation, and led her to a
booth at the
rear of the room. It was a very fancy place, complete with linen
tablecloths and
sparkling place settings. It was very popular with the business crowd,
so
reservations were required. Soft Italian music was playing. She asked
for a cup
of water from the waiter, explaining that she was waiting to be joined
by a friend.
Kelly slipped into the booth at twelve-thirty, dressed in one of
her crisp white
uniforms. "Sorry I'm late! I got held up in a meeting." She took a sip
of water
from her glass, and set her napkin in her lap.
"Did you forget to signal me?" whispered Jenny as their waiter
approached for Kelly's drink order. "Excuse me just for a minute..."
Kelly said to the waiter.
"Are you very uncomfortable?" she asked Jenny, who looked down into her
lap as she shook her head yes. "You must excuse my friend!" she said to
the young man, as he waited patiently. "She just
began nursing, and is still a little shy about it! I'll have a glass of
Merlot.
And bring my friend some more water," she said, seeing Jenny's empty
glass.
"Did you have to tell him that!" asked Jenny, after the man left.
"Don't be such a prude!" answered Kelly with a smile. "There's nothing
"dirty" about nursing!
I brought your new harness." She pulled the rig out of her shoulder
bag, setting
it on the table between them. We have increased the diameter by an
inch, and
also widened the outlet to accommodate the increased size of your
nipples. I
need to check the size, so you'll have to slip off your bra!" Jenny
covered her
chest with her hands. "No way, not here! We can do it after lunch!" she
whispered urgently, as the waiter returned with their drinks.
Kelly looked at her watch. "I don't have time dear! Where is the ladies
room, please?"
she asked the young man, as he refilled Jenny's water glass.
"It's to the right of the front door, at the end of the hall" he
answered. "Are you
ladies ready to order yet, or shall I return in a few minutes?
They placed their orders, and he left to attend to another table.
Jenny started to protest, but Kelly held up her hand, stopping her
in mid sentence.
"Look, all I want you to do is take off your bra! Now go to the rest
room, and
slip it off. This is only going to take a second!"
Jenny hesitated, with a suspicious look on her face.
"O.k., I'll be right back!" she said, hurrying up front.
Kelly waited a minute or two, and then pulled her keys out of her
shoulder bag,
grasping the remote controller. Time to see how well conditioned she
really
is! She thought with an evil grin, she pressed the button on the
remote, activating the
buzzer on Jenny's wrist.
In the restroom stall, Jenny had just finished putting on her blouse,
less her
bra. She felt the familiar vibration begin against her wrist, and
groaned as her
full breasts ached with renewed discomfort. Like Pavlov's dog, her
nipples began
to swell in anticipation of sweet relief.
Stepping out of the stall in a dreamlike state, she noticed her
reflection in
the mirror above the vanity. Her breasts were clearly visible through
the thin material
of the blouse, and her nipples were much in evidence as they responded
to the stimulation!
She crossed her arms over her chest as she returned to the booth,
keeping them
in place as she scooted across the padded seat.
The waiter approached carrying their salads on a tray.
"Give me the bra!" said Kelly, holding out her hand.
Looking down at her lap, Jenny passed it over, as the waiter stood
mute before
them. "Now drop your arms, and sit up straight! Show good posture!"
Jenny did as
requested, bringing her chest into sharp relief for their server. Her
full
concentration was centered on the vibration against her left wrist
however, and
she realized what was coming! She whimpered as both nipples started to
release
spurts of her sweet milk, staining the front of her blouse!
"Oh my!" said Kelly, smiling sweetly. She picked up her napkin, and
covered
Jenny's left aureole, squeezing tightly. The waiter was speechless.
"She's had a
little accident!" Kelly said to the young man, glancing over at him.
"Could you
help please!" Jenny shook her head no, but the man didn't notice.
Milk pulsed freely, creating a large splotch running down from her
squirting nipple.
"Ummmm, I guess so!" he said. Snatching Jenny's napkin, he covered the
breast, clamping
down on her aureole! They were attracting attention from nearby tables,
and
Jenny couldn't help but notice fellow diners craning their necks to see
what was
happening.
They held her like this for what seemed an eternity. Cautiously,
Kelly released
her grasp, checking carefully for further leakage. The flow had stopped
temporarily. The waiter released his grip, and covered the bulge at his
groin
that Jenny's predicament had caused!
"She should be all right for now, I'm sorry to have bothered you!"
He indicated with a shrug and wave that it was no problem!
"Could you bring us some fresh napkins?" asked Kelly, returning her
attention to Jenny. The waiter left reluctantly, shaking his head in
wonder.
"Dr.Scott will be pleased dear! I think you are ready to begin calling
on
customers!" said Kelly. "I don't see the case. You did bring the pump,
didn't you?"
Jenny 's eyes remained fixed in her lap, staring past her puckered
aureole, now on full display. "Yes mam. I left it in the car though!"
she
answered in a soft voice.
"Well, that's unfortunate!" said Kelly. "I thought I told you carry it
at all times!
Go get it!" and she began eating her salad.
Jenny was quite a site as she returned back to the booth a minute
later,
carrying the equipment case. Conversation died in the restaurant and
most
patrons turned to stare as she bounced back to the booth. Her breasts
swayed
freely under the sheer blouse, which now clung tightly to her torso.
Kelly took the case from her as she sat down, and set it on the
tabletop.
Snapping it open, she unhooked the old harness, stuffing it in her
shoulder bag.
She cleared the table in front of Jenny, and laid out the new harness.
"Take off
your blouse!" she said, and began reattaching the tubing to the new
harness.
"Oh please no!" whispered Jenny, as she saw everyone stealing glances
at her around
the room. Kelly reached in her bag, pulling out a new wood ruler. She
placed it
down purposefully on the table between them.
Jenny unbuttoned her blouse, and flushed a bright crimson as she
slipped the
garment off her shoulders. Their waiter returned carrying a stack of
fresh
napkins. Kelly smiled, seeing the expression of shock on the young mans
face.
"We have to relieve the pressure. She's in a lot of discomfort" she
explained,
as she placed the case on the seat between them. She noticed the bottle
of oil
inside, and snatched it up with a grin. Flipping up the top, she
squirted out a
generous amount over both of Jenny's nipples!
"Rub it in dear!" she said, as she finished connecting the last tube to
the
harness. Their waiter cleared his throat. "I don't think this is
allowed!" he
said quietly, as Jenny began massaging the oil in. The mans attention
was
transfixed, as trickles of milk again began to leak out of her now
thumb sized
nipples, which were aching for release! Kelly took the fresh napkins
out of his
hands, and spread them over jenny's lap, to catch the overflow.
"Nonsense, go get the manager if you have to!" she said. Picking up the
harness,
she positioned the cups over her shiny aureole. "You know the drill
Jenny!"
Jenny grasped the ends of the harness, and clipped it behind her back
with
well-practiced ease. "These cups fit you much better!" said Kelly,
closely
inspecting the fit. The waiter returned, followed by an older man
dressed in a
suit and tie.
"What seems to be the problem here?" he asked, as he moved up in
front of the booth. Kelly looked up into his blushing face.
"There's no problem here, unless you make it a policy to discriminate
against nursing women!"
She answered forcefully. Jenny wanted to crawl under the table and
hide, as Kelly
casually flipped the switch on the pump. Both men stared open mouthed
as the
cups began to pulsate on her nipples and a heavy stream of milk erupted
down
the tube to the waiting bottle. Jenny sighed and closed her eyes, as
release
washed over her. The new cups were large enough to allow full extension
of her
nipples during suction, and Kelly was amazed at just how large they
really were!
She felt a wicked desire to pull off a cup and draw one into her own
mouth to
suckle!
"Oh no madam, please don't take offense! I didn't understand what was
happening!" the man stuttered. "Perhaps the young lady could make use
of the
restroom, or we could possibly make a more private room available to
her?" he
asked hopefully.
"We don't have time to wait! You could help by checking on our lunch
though!"
she replied dismissing him with a wave.
Not wanting to create a scene, the manager left, with the waiter
following close behind.
Another young boy approached the table, and topped off the ladies
glasses from a pitcher he
carried. Jenny saw his hand trembling, and he took as much time as he
could,
trying to stare discreetly at her chest.
Kelly slid Jenny's salad plate back in front of her. "Dig in Jenny, you
need the
nutrition" she said, waving a fork. She set the collection bottle on
the
tabletop between them. "How much have you worked up to?" she asked,
checking the
scale etched in the glass. "My most was yesterday morning, I was just a
little
over twenty ounces" Jenny answered, in between bites of her salad.
"Normally I'm
fullest first thing. I loose about two ounces later in the day!" Kelly
watched
the level pass twenty five ounces already in the quart bottle. "You're
going to beat
that today!" she said. Another boy approached, and asked in a quavering
voice if
he could take any of their plates. Kelly smiled, and handed the boy her
empty
salad plate. "They sure have good service today!" she said. Jenny kept
silent,
though she turned a deeper shade of red, as the boy reached to take her
plate.
His hand was inches from her naked breasts! "Thhhhanks!" he said
clumsily,
retreating to the kitchen.
Now the original waiter approached with their sandwiches on a tray.
"Sorry for
the wait ladies" he said. He served their plates smoothly, giving Jenny
an extra
napkin. "Can I get you anything else?" he asked, staring at her exposed
breasts.
"You could be a dear and empty this bottle for us!" said Kelly. She
switched off
the pump. Milk continued to spurt out of Jenny's nipples after the
suckling
action stopped, but the flow quickly subsided. Kelly held the bottle
down low,
to drain the remaining milk out of the tubing. She had timed it
perfectly, as
the bottle was now close to full. She unhooked it, and handed the warm
bottle to their server. "Hurry back, please!" she said with a big
smile.
In all, she produced another half bottle of liquid by the time they
finished
their lunch. When the harness was removed, Kelly allowed her to slip
the blouse
back on. Jenny fled back to the restroom, where she cleaned up both
herself and
the equipment. She was able to put her bra back on, and dry her blouse
under the
hand drier mounted next to the sink. She sighed with relief, as the
ordeal was
finally over! She still felt the stares as she returned to their table,
and
gladly followed Kelly out of the restaurant. She crossed it off her
list for
future dining excursions!
Manufacturers Rep. Jenny, Part #6
"Come with me back to the office, Dr.Scott want's to see you," said
Kelly, as
she held the car door open for Jenny. She didn't trust her to drive a
car while
in the light hypnotic state, even though the office was only a few
blocks away.
Kelly paused in the waiting room, before they entered the inner office.
"You
have to be more comfortable with your body before you start making
sales calls.
You're so uptight! Take off your clothes!" she said and turned to face
her.
There were two young men seated in the foyer filling out applications
and they
both paused over their clipboards, looking up as they overheard Kelly.
Kelly flashed a look of warning as she started to protest, cutting
her off
abruptly. She removed her clothes, as the men's jaw's dropped open.
"Hang them
up over there," said Kelly, pointing to a coat tree in the corner.
Jenny draped
them over an empty hook, and turned back around with her arms crossed
over her
chest. "You know better then that Jenny! Arms in position!"
"Holy shit!" said one of the men quietly, as Jenny raised her hands up
behind
her neck, bringing her milk engorged breasts into clear display. The
girls then
passed into the office, shutting the door behind them. "I don't care
what they
pay!" the one guy said to his friend. "I'm taking the job!" The men
exchanged
high fives. "I hear that!" his buddy answered. The two Jnr.Doctors
returned to
their applications with renewed vigor.
Jenny threaded her way over to the Kelly's desk, her pendulous
breasts swaying
in front of her. "Up you go!" she said, patting the top, which she had
cleared
before leaving for lunch.
"Not this again!" cried Jenny.
"Will you please quit whining, and get your ass up on the desk!"
scolded Kelly.
She reached into her center drawer and this time pulled out a wooden
paddle,
complete with an intricate pattern of holes drilled out in the business
end!
Jenny jumped up onto the desk, knowing that she wasn't bluffing!
She waddled over to the center of the desk, squatting in place.
"I'm better prepared this time!" said Kelly, and pulled a large,
clear bowl out
of the bottom drawer. She slid it beneath Jenny's splayed legs and
stepped to
the side of the desk, so as not to block anyone's view. "Fill-er up!"
she said
with a smile and lightly tapped Jenny's bare flank with the paddle.
"I don't need to go!" she whimpered to Kelly, lying through her teeth.
She hoped
to get out of the situation.
"WHACK!!!-OUCH!!!" she cried out loud, feeling the sharp sting of the
paddle against
her bare ass! Eye's watering from the shock,
She regained her balance. "SPLASH!" sounded the loud stream of piss in
the empty
bowl, as she strained with all her might!
"Well, looks like you had to go after all!" said Kelly, watching the
clear amber
liquid rise in the bowl, as she peed with abandon.
"I'll have to keep this handy!" she added, tapping the paddle against
her thigh.
Handing Jenny a hand towel to wipe herself off with and then led her
naked
through the shop once more, back to the Managers office.
"Ah Jenny, good to see you again!" said Dr.Scott, who was joined by
three of the men
she remembered from the last meeting.
"Give us your report, Kelly" he asked, motioning Jenny to the same seat
facing the windows.
"She has exceeded all of my hopes for this project! As you can
plainly see, her
breasts have swollen in size. I am adjusting her hormonal therapy at
this point,
since her milk production is where I want it."
Dr.Scott stopped her. "Are you sure that's wise?" he asked.
"Let me demonstrate, gentlemen." answered Kelly. She rose from her
chair and walked over to the desk. "Now Jenny was milked dry just about
one hour ago" she explained, as she picked
up a small wastebasket and set it down in front of Jenny, on the floor.
"Show the men how much milk you can express!" she said, returning to
her seat.
Jenny looked at Kelly with pleading eyes, only to see her start tapping
the paddle
she held against her other palm.
Taking a big swallow, as she watched the shop gathered once more
outside the viewing
windows, enjoying the presentation.
Cradling her heavy breasts in her hands, and started her
well-practiced
milking motion, squeezing the bloated flesh as best she could. With
just a few
strokes, she was able to induce a small flow, which she easily
increased by
milking the nipples, as she dug the heels of her hands into the swollen
flesh.
The spurts from her nipples now rang out loudly against the metal waist
tin
placed at her feet, the tempo increasing as her body responded.
"As you can see, even after such a short time, she can still
present a
remarkable display. No, don't stop!" said Kelly, as Jenny began to
straighten.
She leaned forward with a sigh, resuming the flow she had interrupted.
"I am fully confident that she is ready to sell! Any more production
would create
hardships for her and accidental leakage could become a problem!"
Dr.Scott smiled,
and looked around the room. "Any reservations?... Very well!" he said
when no
one objected. Jenny coaxed the last few drops of milk out of her
breasts, giving
them a shake as she pulled forward on her nipples. Stretched out to
their full
potential they presented an amazing site, and Dr.Scott momentarily lost
his train of
thought.
"I'd like to thank everyone for their work on this project!" he said,
as he
refocused on the group. "So far I consider it an unqualified success!
Let's go
back to my office, Jenny. I'll give you the first sales call!" That
being said,
the meeting broke up, everyone going his or her separate ways. Jenny
followed
along behind Dr.Scott back to his office, leaving a group of happy shop
workers
behind in her wake, enjoying the view of her swaying ass.
"Take a seat Jenny! Who's got your clothes today?" asked Dr.Scott, as
they
each sat down. "I hung them up in the lobby" she answered, and he
punched a
button on his phone. "Marsha...Could you grab Jenny's clothes from the
lobby,
and bring them to my office...Thanks! That was good thinking! From now
on, leave
them there whenever you come in! That way we won't have to keep
tracking them
down!"
Jenny sat with legs and arms crossed in front of her. "Yes sir" she
answered meekly.
I arranged for your first appointment at Jones medical supply,
first thing
Monday morning at eight. Here's their file!" He handed a thick office
folder
across the desk to her, as Marsha came into the office with her
clothes.
"Thanks!" she said, and immediately started dressing. "Your
appointment is with
Bobby Jones, the owner. We go way back! Matter of fact, I drew up a
letter of
introduction for you to give old Bobby. Give it to him first thing." He
tossed a
sealed envelope on top of the file. They are one of our biggest
customers, and
sell to hospitals and clinics all across the state." He mashed the
button on his
controller, silencing her watch, as he continued his instructions.
Manufacturers Rep. Jenny, Part #7
wvs Jenny spent all weekend preparing for Monday's meeting. The
office had
provided her with some impressive brochures and price lists to hand
out, as well as
charts and graphics to aid in her presentation. She had talked her
favorite
clothing store out of a plastic female bust they used in their lingerie
department to display bra's. It was small and light enough to fit
inside the
carry bag she used to organize her demonstration kit. The bag had small
wheels
and a pull up grip, so it was easy to handle.
She rose early on Monday, to give herself plenty of time to get
ready.
Selecting a conservative charcoal gray skirt and white blouse that she
liked.
Even her husband gave her a complement before he left for work! After
some final
make-up adjustments, she was on her way. Kelly hadn't signaled her yet
this
morning, but she wasn't too surprised. She said she was going to begin
cutting
her production down, and she had cut back from six to four sessions
over the
weekend. Her production hadn't tapered off yet though, as her glands
were now
swollen with milk.
Arriving at their offices right on time, was directed to Mr. Jones
second
floor office. His secretary was expecting her, and took her right in to
his
office, helping her with her case. He was a short, jolly looking man
with a
"good old boy" southern accent and charm.
"So that old S.O.B. Scotty sent you over, eh?" He said with a smile,
after
handshakes and introductions had been exchanged. He leaned back in his
chair,
and tore open the envelope Dr.Scott had sent along for him. "So what do
you
have to show me today wvs Jenny?"
"Well, we are introducing a revolutionary new breast pump to the
market" she
began. Mr. Jones finished reading the letter, sliding it back into the
envelope
and dropping it into a drawer. He leaned forward on the desk, and gave
her all
of his attention. She set a color brochure in front of him. He listened
intently
as she went through her presentation, asking for occasional
clarifications and
explanations along the way. "O.K. young lady, it sounds like a winner.
I'd like
to see it in action though!"
"That's no problem, Mr. Jones!" she answered. She pulled the plastic
bust out of
her case, and set it on top of his desk, along with the pump and
harness which
was already on display. Deftly, she showed him how to attach the
harness to the
pump and collection bottle and strap it to the torso. "Are the cups
supposed to
cover half the breast? I've never seen one designed like that before!"
he asked.
"No, this harness was custom designed for a much larger women!" she
replied with
a blush. "All kits are supplied with small, medium and large cups."
"Excuse me just a moment" he said, and cradled the receiver of his
phone,
hitting a speed dial key. "Mr. Jones here! I believe I'm
expected...Very good."
Jenny waited patiently for him to finish the call. "Hi! This is
Bobby Jones. I
was told to let you know when I'm ready!.....Very good, thank you!" he
said,
hanging up the receiver. "I'm sorry about that. Now, where were we?" he
asked,
returning his attention to her. Just then, her watch buzzed, triggering
the subconscious
response in her body.
"Pardon me for saying so miss, but it looks like you would do a right
fine job
of fillin those cups out!" he said with a smile.
Jenny's face drained of colour as she felt both nipples begin to
release a
flood of milk, soaking right through her bra!
"Good golly! Looks like I was right!" he said, seeing the dark blotches
start to spread on her chest. He rose, and stepped around the desk,
snatching
the harness from the plastic bust.
"Let's get you hooked up!" Jenny groaned helplessly. She removed her
blouse
and unhooked her bra, keeping the dripping fabric pressed up against
her nipples.
As Mr. Jones draped the harness in front of her, she dropped the bra,
milk pouring
freely out of her nipples, staining the front of her skirt.
She guided the cups in place, finally containing the flow. Mr.
Jones connected
the harness behind her back, and she flipped the switch on the pump,
sighing loudly
with relief as she felt the flow start pulsing out of her engorged
breasts.
Shocked, she felt Mr. Jones reaching around and grasp her full
mounds.
She was speechless and unable to protest, as he began to milk them with
his hands.
Chuckling out loud, he slid around in front of her. Undoing his
belt, he let his
pants drop down to his ankles! His freed member bobbed up towards her
face,
already semi-erect! She smelled his musty scent, now only inches from
her face.
Her mouth filled with saliva, as the beast within her was awakened. Her
clitoris
was thickly swollen and she parted her legs and arched her pelvis
forward,
enabling her to grind up against the front corner of her chair seat.
Letting out
a soft gasp as he plunged forward, pressing his swollen knob past her
pouting
lips into her warm, moist mouth. "Look up at me dear" he said, as he
cradled the
back of her head. She tilted back and looked up into his eyes, gasping
for air
around his swelling cock. She flicked her tongue against the underside
of his
crown within her mouth, drawing a sigh from him.
"So how long does it usually take to milk?" he asked, and he slowly
began to
slide his cock back and forth, pressing deeper with each forward pass.
"Aaouut
weeiiyy iiuuss!" she choked out as best she could, maintaining eye
contact with
Mr. Jones, as he continued to look down at her. "Describe what it feels
like,
and speak up a little!" he asked with a smile. "Oooaahh iiii ooowww
iieee
lllleeee oouuuueee!" and she gagged around him, as he ground his hips
into her
face. Her drool flowed down her chin, and she felt it plopping wetly on
her
breasts! She began to grind her hips around in a circle, as a familiar
tingling
started to build deep within her pubes.
She reached up and cupped his testicles, feeling them slowly begin to
tighten as
she kneaded them gently with her fingers. A familiar, salty taste hit
her
tongue, and she knew he was nearing release. "Ohh, Jesus baby, Jesus!"
he
moaned and she felt his shaft turn to steel in her mouth. His warm seed
erupted
against her throat as she felt pulse after pulse of sperm traveling
through his
swollen urethra cradled against her tongue. It was an amazing feeling
to her, as
she felt herself milking him dry on the one hand, while simultaneously
being
drained by the suckling at her breasts. She shuddered with release, as
wave
after wave of orgasm swept her away!
She held still as their spasms slowly relaxed, holding his firm
shaft silently
in her mouth. She moaned with her mouth still full of his cock and
seed, sending
soft vibrations through his still hard organ. Slowly she began to work
her
tongue up against him, and was rewarded as more semen oozed out into
her waiting
mouth. He let go of the back of her head, and she pulled back slowly,
sliding
her lips tightly down his shaft. Finally she allowed him to swing free,
her lips
now locked together in a tight line. She tilted her head back to look
up at him,
and waited till she had his attention. Her nipples were still throbbing
with
pleasure from the pump, and her breasts were now comfortably released
from
pressure. Her cheeks were bulging from the combination of his seed, and
her
saliva. Taking a big swallow, only emptying half from her mouth.
Seeing
the delight of his response, and smiled as she struggled to swallow the
remainder! Licking her lips, she gave him a big, open-mouthed grin!
Laughing, Mr. Jones pulled up his trousers, and walked around to
his chair.
"You are a special girl!" he said, swiveling around to face her. "How
many do I buy,
and where do I sign!"
So began the remarkably successful career of our lovely girl, wvs
jenny!
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Epilogue.
wvs jenny continued her career at the SFL Dairy Sales Office for 18
mths. Finally
leaving her husband and moving into Stall 23 between maisy and monica
as one of the SFL's
best yielders.
wvs tori took up the post and currently selling the new Model T
Mk.6
End.
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*nasty* and IMAGINATIVE mind and would like to E.mail a scene then i
promise to respond. But if not right, then forgive me if i reply thx.
but no thx.
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Yours faithfully,
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