Launch Day

She looked nervous as she stood. Both realized how close they stood to one another, and Michael took a step back. "General health and the callipygian." She turned around, and he saw her scrubs stretched tightly over her ass. He audibly gasped. "It's a little more than I expected. I have to go shopping and find something that fits a little better. I don't know how the girls who did the full package could have managed. Probably why so many aren't out and about today. Hard to go shopping when you have nothing to wear and will fuck anyone who asks."

The question crawled up Michael's throat and sprung from his lips. "Can I fuck you?"

"Oh sure," she answered with a smile. She turned around and bent at the waist, hooking her fingers in the stretched elastic of her scrubs. She pulled them down in a quick motion allowing her bubble butt to jiggle into view. She leaned forward onto the desk and propped her chin between her hands. "I can still answer the phone if it rings."

Michael didn't know what to do next. His cock strained against his confining pants insistently as his eyes remained transfixed on Veronica's glorious ass sticking up in the middle of the office. He could see the dark lips of her pussy glistening between her full thighs, and a low sigh escaped him as his hands started to quickly unbuckle and pull down his pants. This is the end of humanity, he thought. I'll never get anything done ever again if this is waiting for me in the lobby every day. He gently placed his hand on her left cheek and squeezed. She giggled and wriggled back against him.

"Hurry up, I do have other stuff to do today." Michael had no intent of taking his time. He positioned himself behind her, grabbed her by the hips and pushed into her dripping wet pussy with ease. He immediately felt her tighten around him. Veronica rocked back slightly, giving him time to adjust to the hot tunnel. A warm smile spread across her lips as she experienced unexpected relief. She hadn't noticed it much, but it had been there since she woke up that morning. An emptiness that needed filling, an itch that needed scratching, a hole that needed fucking — some small annoyance that refused to go away until her boss shoved his surprisingly thick dick into her now permanently wet pussy.

His cock slid in and out of her with ease as he built up speed. His hands grabbed as much of her ass as he could, squeezing it and relishing the feel of her soft flesh in his grip. How many times had he wondered what it would be like? How many times had he thought of bending her over the desk and fucking her until she moaned? Now she was as easy as asking a question. He hoped she wouldn't quit. With an ass like this, he might have to go out of his way just to fuck her. Her pussy clamped down again, and her body shivered. His hands slid under her shirt and found that she hadn't bothered with a bra either. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her hard against him, bottoming out in her. He grunted as his cum rushed into her. Leaning back, he gave her ass a hard swat as she started to bounce her hips up and down on his cock, urging out the last few sprays of cum. He pulled out as he backed away breathless.

"Feel better?" she asked as she pulled up her scrubs, happy to be full of her boss's cum. "I thought we could do inventory today."

"Sure," he answered, dumbfounded. She sat down and went right back to work. Curious, and quickly becoming aroused once more at his own lewd thoughts, he asked, "Veronica, will you suck my dick?"

"Of course!" Before he could respond, she'd swiveled in her chair and slurped his half erect cock into her mouth. Her big brown eyes looked up at him as her tongue started to undulate along the underside of his quickly hardening dick. It seemed to be the most normal thing in the world to her. Of course she would suck her boss's dick right after he fucked her. She could taste his cum and her pussy as she pushed more of his cock into her throat. She'd been slightly regretting her decision all morning, but now everything seemed right. This was the way the world should be. She should always be getting fucked or have a cock in her mouth. All the better if it was Dr. Chambers. She'd wanted to fuck him since she'd met him, but never worked up the courage. And now he could fuck her every single day. She still needed to get her work done, and she would need to work out how to be productive while a dick slid in her pussy, but she knew she could manage. She wanted to keep both jobs after all. She pulled his cock out with a wet slurp. "Oh, I was going to tell you. One of the reasons that I got the procedure is that I thought it would be a good idea to have a sort of trial model in the office. Other women who come in could see me in person. I could even fuck their husbands or whoever if they wanted. I can even fuck the women. I mean, you've felt what I can do with my tongue." She smiled and opened her mouth wide, slowly sliding his cock back into her mouth.

"That's a...good idea, Veronica," Michael agreed. He grabbed the back of her head and gently pushed her onto his cock. Her tongue slithered around his cock once more, and he started to cum, spraying a second load down her throat. She cleaned him off with a wet smack, pivoted in her chair, and started organizing her folders once again. "Good work, we'll start that inventory after lunch," he said as he pulled his pants back up with a content sigh. He looked at her with a sense of wonder he had never experienced before and then headed towards his office. At the last moment, he paused at the doorway, "Oh, and Veronica. It's 9:15 now, I want to see you in my office at 10:30. Want to see what your new ass feels like on my cock."

"Good idea, Dr. Chambers," she agreed. "I'll schedule it in. You know we should probably have a schedule worked out so that you have set times to fuck me. I can get to work on that if you want."

"Sure thing."

Michael went to his office. A sense of pride and power had come over him as the doubts faded. The world had lacked direction until now, but for the first time in many years, Michael saw a brighter future. He opened up his computer and started pulling client files. "I'm sure they won't mind a few house calls."