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Subject: Mike14 MTM MMMMF mild nc
From: fr582@cleveland.Freenet.Edu (Max S. Wojtylak)
Date: 30 Jun 1996 17:57:25 GMT



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MARY TYLER MOORE: Oh, Mr. Grant!

By Uncle Mike


    Mary knocked on the door tentatively. Tap-tap? 

    A bellow rattled the door. "Come!"  Mary squared her 
shoulders and marched into the small cubicle that served as 
the office for her boss, who ran the news operation at WJM-
TV.

    Lou Grant was a balding fireplug, short and squat with beefy 
arms that bulged out of his rolled-up sleeves. As Mary came 
into his office, he slid closed the drawer where he kept his 
bourbon and planted both meaty fists on his cluttered desk. His 
expression softened as he saw who it was.

    "What is it, Mary?"

    "Uh, Mr. Grant, you know, I've been here quite awhile now, 
and ..."

    "That's right, Mary, you have. How long has it been now?" His 
bushy eyebrows rose with the question.

    "Well, about a year."

    "That long? Gee, it seems like only yesterday I hired you. 
Took you off the street. Gave you a job. Saved you from..."

    "I don't want a raise, Mr. Grant."

    "Oh. So it's been a year, huh?"

    "Well, yes. And, you know, Mr. Grant, in all that time, I've 
never had a day off? Not even a sick day. And, well, Rhoda -- 
you know my friend Rhoda? -- the department store's sending 
her to a convention in Florida next week. Florida! And I could 
share her hotel room, and one of the other window dressers 
just canceled so there's a plane ticket available, and ... Can I 
go, Mr. Grant?"

    Lou's face clouded over and he leaned forward to glare at 
her. "I can't let you take a vacation, Mary. We need you. The 
STATION needs you. How can we put out a newscast without 
you?"

    "But, Mr. Grant, you did all those years before I came here..."

    "Yes, and see where it got us? We don't want to go back to 
those days, Mary. Now, do we?" His chair squeaked as he leaned 
back, satisfied he'd made his point.

    "But, Mr. Grant, you took vacation just last month!"

    "Well, I'm not as important as you are, Mary."

    She brought her knees together and leaned toward the desk. 
"Well, if I'm so important, Mr. Grant, maybe I SHOULD get a 
raise. I mean..."

    Lou raised himself up and walked around to the front of his 
desk, maneuvering through the tight squeeze between Mary's 
legs and the desk. "Look, Mary," he said, leaning against the 
desk, "you're not getting any raise. The station can't afford it. 
And we can't afford to give you a vacation. I'm sorry, but that's 
final."

    Mary began to sniffle as she looked up at him. "But, Mr. 
Grant, it's ONLY one week. Please?"

    The office was cramped, so cramped that there was hardly 
room to move. Sitting on the desk as Lou was, he was almost 
in Mary's lap as she sat back against the opposite wall. He 
could smell her flowery perfume, see the flush on her cheeks, 
the start of a tear at the corner of one eye.

    Lou rubbed his face with his right hand. "Mary, I'm sorry, 
there's nothing I can do." 

    "But, Mr. Grant, I really need this vacation. Please! I'll get 
my work done in advance. I can get a week's worth of 
schedules, update the filing ... I'll do anything you need, just 
let me go to Florida!"

    Lou's hand slowly dropped from his face. He looked at Mary 
without speaking.

    The first thing he noticed, the first thing anyone noticed 
about Mary Richards, was her bright smile. Even now, pleading 
as she was, she mustered a brave grin. It lit up her face like a 
beacon, drawing the eye to her high cheekbones, sparkly eyes, 
short, shiny dark hair.

    Lou kept going, taking in a compact body in a blue business 
suit cut short enough to show off a fantastic pair of legs. He 
rested both hands behind him on the desk and looked her 
squarely in the eye.

    "Do you really mean that, Mary?"

    She blinked. "Mean what?"

    "That you'll do anything to go?"

    "Oh, yes, Mr. Grant!" Her grin widened. "What do you need? 
Something for that special we were going to do on the mayor's 
office? What?"

    "Well, this is something not quite related to work," Lou said 
slowly. "It's kind of, you do a favor for me, I do a favor for you. 
You know, Mary."

    "Well, OK, I guess. I mean, I really NEED this vacation, Mr. 
Grant."

    "Fine, Mary. That's just fine." As he spoke, Lou lowered the 
zipper on his pants and undid the belt, pulling his slacks down 
to reveal a pair of white boxer shorts already beginning to 
tent in front.

    "Mr. Gra-ant!" Mary's mouth opened wide in shock. "I'm not 
that kind of girl!"

    "Oh, come off it, Mary," Lou said, suddenly grim-faced. 
"Don't tell me that guy who dumped you before you came here 
never got anything. You're way too old to be playing the 
innocent virgin, Mary. This is how it is: You want a vacation, 
you suck my cock."

    "Mr. Grant, you're drunk."

    "Yeah, and so what? I'm still your boss, drunk or not. But I 
won't be your boss if you don't do what I say, Mary."

    She stared at him as he pulled down his shorts, exposing a 
short, thick dick already stiff and standing out from his dense 
pile of pubic hair. "I mean now, Mary," he said flatly. She was 
shocked; he'd never acted like this before. But she was also 
strangely aroused. It had been so long since she'd had a man, 
even Mr. Grant was beginning to look good to her. Oh, well, it 
wouldn't be the first time.

    Like a robot, Mary stiffly dropped to her knees in front of 
him. She looked up at him pleadingly, but Lou only took her 
head in his hands and drew her to him. Opening her mouth and 
closing her eyes tightly, she took him in. His cock was short 
enough for her to take it all in, even when he pressed forward 
and his crinkly hair rubbed against her nose.

    "God damn it, Mary, don't just stand there," Lou commanded. 
"I said suck it!"

    Mary slowly closed her lips around his rod and began to 
move back and forth. As she pulled back, she could see her 
spittle gleaming on his fat cock. Unhappy with her pace, Lou 
grabbed her head more tightly and pushed her down on him, 
faster and faster. "Use your tongue, Mary!" he whispered. "You 
know how."

    She licked the head of his cock and reached a hand up to 
cradle his balls. "Yeah, that's it," he encouraged her. She began 
to suck harder on him, her cheeks hollowing with the effort. 
The familiar taste of cock began to excite her.

    As Lou began to moan in delight, Mary swung her head 
underneath him and licked the underside of his rod from balls 
to tip, then flicked her tongue at the head. Then she grabbed 
his ass in both hands and pushed him into her mouth all the 
way, building up to a frantic pace.

    Lou's moaning got louder until he finally cried out. "Damn, 
that's it! I'm gonna shoot! I'm gonna shoot it all!"

    As he did, his cum jetting down Mary's throat, the door to 
his office opened and a white-haired head peeked around. "Hey, 
Lou," came the deep bass TV voice of their anchor, Ted Baxter. 
"Can I talk ... Oh, sorry, Lou, I didn't know I was ... Mary! Hey, 
Lou, that's Mary!" As he went on, Ted's voice got higher and 
faster.

    "Get in here, Ted," Lou ordered. Mary had drawn back in 
shock and the last flecks of cum dotted her face, which was 
turning bright red. Ted was an idiot, but even worse, he had a 
big mouth. How could she ever live this down if word got 
around?

    Ted slipped in and closed the door behind him. He looked 
back and forth from Lou to Mary and stared at Lou's shrinking 
cock. A calculating look came into his eye.

    "About..." His voice came out as a squeak; he cleared his 
throat and started again in a deep, booming tone. "About that 
raise, Lou. The one you said I couldn't have? Don't you think you 
should reconsider?"

    Lou looked Ted straight in the eye while raising his shorts 
and zipping up his pants. "No, I don't, Ted," he said slowly, 
enunciating every word. Mary looked from one man to the 
other, feeling Mr. Grant's cum dry on her face as she followed 
their voices like a spectator at a tennis match.

    "But, Lou..." Ted was back to his high, whining voice. "You 
don't want me to tell..."

    "Look, Ted, I don't care what you saw. I can't afford to give 
you a raise."

    "OK, then, Lou, I'll..."

    "You'll what, Ted? Tell the station manager? Look, Ted, if I 
get fired, whoever takes over is gonna can you before you can 
spit." Lou paused and looked down at Mary, who was trying to 
shrink into her chair. "Tell you what, Ted. I'll make you a deal. 
You don't tell the station manager, OK. And I'll let you fuck 
Mary."

    "What!" Mary bounced out of her chair. "Mr. Grant, you have 
no right to -- what do you think I am?"

    "You've already shown what you are, Mary. Now we're just 
dickering over your price. Tell you what, I'll give you a second 
week of vacation."

    "I don't..." She was furious, too furious to form a coherent 
thought.

    "You don't have a choice, Mary. Come on, Ted."

    Without much resistance from Mary, Ted and Lou slipped off 
her jacket, unbuttoned her white silk blouse, and unzipped her 
skirt. Shortly they had her down to a plain white bra and a 
demure pair of white blue cotton panties. Shaking off their 
help, Mary herself had peeled down her pantyhose and stepped 
out of her blue pumps. She sighed inwardly but resolved to get 
it over with. At least it would be a cock in her cunt, and she'd 
been without one for too long. She hoped Ted wasn't as inept at 
fucking as he was at everything else.

    While Ted stripped, Lou swept the clutter off his desk and 
dropped into his chair.

    Ted stopped, one foot stuck in a trouser leg, and looked at 
Lou. "You're not going to stay here, are you?"

    "Where am I gonna go, Ted? It's my office."

    "But, Lou..."

    "Just shut up and fuck, Ted."

    Mary had unhooked her bra and released her cupcake-sized 
breasts, adorned with small brown aureoles. Silently, she 
stepped out of her panties and got onto the desk, placing her 
ass on the edge facing Ted, her feet just barely touching the 
floor. She looked up at him and closed her eyes. I should think 
of something else, she told herself -- no, of someone else, 
someone I'd really like to be fucking right now. But who? And 
then she got an idea.

    Ted moved toward her, stroking a long, thickening cock as 
he stared at her triangular bush and pale pink pussy lips. He 
reached up and put two fingers up to Mary's lips. Abruptly, she 
licked them, and he brought his hand down and caressed her 
cunt until she was fully lubricated.

    Stepping forward, Ted eased his cock into her. Mary grunted 
as he slipped it all the way in, pressing her legs open wider as 
he began to pump into her. Mary lay back on the desk as Ted 
grabbed her slim hips and drove his cock into her cunt, 
giggling as he did. Mary's body jiggled under the impact of his 
dick but she was otherwise motionless, unwilling to give him 
any more pleasure than she had to. 

    Lou looked hungrily at the rutting pair and bent down to 
suck on Mary's tits, slobbering his tongue around the sides and 
then sucking them into his mouth one at a time. Mary's nipples 
hardened into tiny buttons as Lou sucked one tit while mauling 
the other with his rough hands. She kept her eyes closed 
tightly until Ted shouted "Mary! Oh, Mary! I'm doing it, Mary! I'm 
...uuuuuuunnnnggghhhh!" Mary felt a warmth burst into her cunt 
as Ted shot his wad into her.

    "Geez, Ted, you coulda pulled out," Lou said angrily, rising 
from his chair. "I sure hope you're on the Pill, Mary. We don't 
want another Ted walking around."

    Even as Lou was speaking, the door to the office opened 
again. "Hey, guys, the show's starting in 15 min..." Murray, 
Mary's best newsroom pal and the show's writer, stood 
speechless in the doorway.

    "Oh, Murray!" Mary tried to cover herself, but soon gave up. 
What the hell, she was already the office slut, she thought.

    "Mary, how could you!" Murray stepped into the office and 
shut the door behind him. The small room was so crowded now 
that Ted banged into a file cabinet and almost fell over as he 
tried to put his clothes back on.

    "Oh, Murray!"

    "With TED, Mary!"

    "Oh, Murray!"

    "I mean, Mary, I knew you ... I mean, I figured you ... I mean, I 
didn't think about it a lot, but you're not a kid ... I mean, you're 
still young, but I knew you saw guys ... I mean... with TED!"

    "Oh, Murray! ... Murray!" As Mary watched in stunned 
amazement, Murray flung off his clothes and pushed Ted aside. 
His small pot belly overhung a slim cock that lengthened as he 
moved closer to her. "I'm sorry, Mary, but I just have to," he 
said softly as he reached behind her knees and lifted her legs 
up until her heels rested on his shoulders. "Mary, I just have 
to!"

    He pushed his cock into her already-wet cunt, driving 
between her reddening pussy lips and into the cushiony dark 
tunnel. "Mary, you know I love you," Murray said. "I've always 
loved you, from that first day." He pushed his cock deep into 
her, their pelvic bones knocking together. "You're the most 
beautiful woman I've ever known." He drew all the way out and 
pushed back in, sliding deep within. "I've wanted you so long. I 
just had to!" His hands roamed up and down her shapely legs as 
he rammed himself into her crotch.

     She was angry and stunned, but also getting very hot. She'd 
never even seen this many cocks in her whole life! Closing her 
eyes again, she thought of her mystery lover.

    Mary gripped the edge of the desk with both hands as her 
body shook under Murray's frenzied pounding. She groaned as 
his cock filled her cunt and her whole body trembled with the 
impacts. 

    "I'm cumming, Mary," Murray murmured. Then louder: "I'm 
cumming! I'm cummmmiiinnnggg!" Again Mary felt the warmth 
burst inside her as Murray's cum pulsed into her cunt.

    As Murray's cock softened, he pulled out of her sopping wet 
pussy. Mary lay back, too exhausted to move, as he dressed. 
Ted and Murray opened the door and were about to leave when 
Gordie, the weatherman, walked past. He stopped short and 
stuck his head in the doorway. "Jesus Christ, Lou, this place 
smells like a whorehouse! Oh, hi, Mary... Mary?"

    A loud groan shuddered out of her as Murray and Ted pulled 
Gordie into the room, now packed wall to wall. Quickly Gordie 
sized up the situation and shucked his clothes.

    Mary stared up at him, awed. Gordie was tall and powerfully 
built, his dark skin bulging with sinewy muscles, showing the 
results of the weightlifting he did in his off hours. He was 
just as she had imagined him when Ted and Murray were 
banging away at her cunt. She smiled. She wouldn't have to 
keep her eyes closed now, she thought.

     With a tenderness Mary never expected from such a strong 
man, Gordie caressed her taut stomach and gently massaged 
her breasts. She murmured softly as he knelt before her and 
began to lick the inside of her thighs. She sighed as he moved 
closer to her crotch, still licking and sucking. It felt like 
butterfly wings, she thought, as Gordie began to flick his 
tongue at the edges of her pussy.

    Ted, Murray and Lou watched in silence as Gordie pressed 
forward, tenderly spreading Mary's pussy lips with his fingers 
and pressing his tongue into her steaming cunt. She shivered 
all over and reached down, entwining her fingers in Gordie's 
short, dark curls, moving her hips to match his swirling 
tongue's motion. "Ohhhh, yess!"

    Gordie fingered her clit, sending waves of passion through 
her as he twiddled the sensitive button. Mary's hips closed 
around him and her moans grew louder until all at once she 
stiffened and a flood of juices poured from her cunt. Gordie 
lapped them up and nuzzled her crotch before rising.

    Mary looked him in the eye. "I want you," she said huskily. 
"Give me that big black cock. Give it all to me me, big man." 
Ted, Murray and Lou exchanged shocked glances.

    Gordie bent down and put his arms around Mary's waist, 
lifting her easily up to him as he slid his cock inside her. She 
gripped him tightly with her thighs as they began to move 
together. Bending down to her, Gordie kissed her hungrily and 
their tongues wrestled together. Their passionate rhythm was 
so frenzied that Gordie's cock filled her completely. When he 
withdrew, it released a vacuum and their moans were joined 
by wild, primal sounding noises as her cunt let go. Mary lifted 
her legs, crossing her ankles behind Gordie's ass as her 
breasts rubbed against his massive chest.

    Crazed with lust, Mary kissed and sucked his face, his neck, 
his shoulders, holding him to her tightly. Gordie kept up a 
maddening pace, driving his huge cock into her cunt again and 
again, his tight butt squeezing with exertion as he buried 
himself to the hilt.

    Ted and Murray fell back into their chairs, worn out just 
from watching the spectacle. Lou pulled out his bottle of 
bourbon, took a slug and passed it around as the room grew 
hotter and steamier. Still Gordie and Mary went at it, grinding 
together as sweat poured down their bodies. Gordie's back was 
glistening with moisture and Mary's hands slipped up and down 
it, her pale skin standing out sharply against his ebony.

    The sturdy metal desk began to squawk in protests as their 
pounding grew wilder. Mary flung back her head and shouted to 
the ceiling. "Fuck me, big man! Harder! Harder! Yesss! Fuck me 
harder! Fuck me all the way! Oooh, I want to feel you all the 
way inside me! Pound it in! Yes!"

    She spread her legs wide, making Murray duck as her foot 
swung toward his head. "Get ready, Mary," Gordie yelled. "Get 
ready, I'm cumming!"

    "Yes, yes, do it! Fill me up! I'm cumming! I'm 
cummmmiiiinnnggg!" As Mary screamed in ecstasy, Gordie let 
out a bellow and exploded inside her. His ass bucked back and 
forth as cum shot out of his cock and filled Mary's cunt, 
boiling out with her pussy juices and dripping onto the floor. 
Mary's body was rocked by wave after wave of intense orgasm 
and her fingernails dug into Gordie's back as she gave herself 
up to utter lust. "Oh, yessss! Yessss! God, yessssssss!"

    

    Mary, as it turned out, took three weeks off that month. But 
she never did get down to Florida with Rhoda. She and Gordie 
did have a great time at home in Minneapolis, though.







