It was 7am in the morning and work production was in full swing. The mayor had been pushing for a while to get bigger companies to invest in the small town and his efforts had finally paid off. Their task was their biggest one yet, a 10 story office building that required every able bodied person to get to work. A lot was riding on their success and the pressure was building. Success would mean more contracts for them and even the possibility of expansion. Everyone was on their best and most dedicated behavior. Melissa was given one of the more dangerous tasks of rappelling down from the roof to help install the windows from the outside. Her small size meant she was well suited to being hoisted up high by the people working down below. She had done this work a perhaps hundreds of times, but was still uneasy with how high up she was. Her uneasiness turned to sheer terror when she heard a snap 3 hours into installation. She looked up and saw that the rope holding her up was too frayed to up put under this much pressure and was liable to snap. She radioed down to the team below to lower her back to the ground. As they eased tension on the rope, she could see the problem was much worse than she initially thought it was. The rope wasn’t just frayed, it was coming apart. She felt a moment of sheer terror, and then felt herself drop. She caught herself on a third story window sill, hanging on for her life. She was strong but she couldn’t hold on forever. She looked down and saw the workers take off to get a ladder, but she knew they wouldn’t make it in time. Her grip was slipping. She closed her eyes and dropped.
Chapter Two
When Melissa opened her eyes she could tell she was still alive. Everyone was standing over her with a look of concern and relief. She had landed on a pallet of insulation, cushioning her fall enough to not suffer any serious damage. Sighs of relief and a quick inventory of her injuries were interrupted by what sounded like a bull charging through the construction site. It was Jack, who had immediately charged to the site of the accident as soon as he heard what happened. The look of relief on his face, the happiness at seeing her unharmed and safe made Melissa swell with that familiar sense of happiness and excitement she always felt whenever Jack gave her attention.
Melissa was given the rest of the week off with pay, in part because the foreman was so wracked with guilt for not checking the equipment before starting the project. The crew had gotten a stern chewing out, first by the foreman and then perhaps more painfully by Jack. While she appreciated the break, she was starting to go insane. She had taken the masturbating, unable to focus her attention on anything besides the thought of Jack. She hadn’t realized how pent up she was until she had nothing to do. Two days in and the only breaks she took from relentlessly fingering herself were to eat and rest.
She was just preparing dinner when she heard a knock on the door. Looking through the key hole, she instantly recognized the figure behind the door belonged to Jack. She felt a rush of excited. He was actually here! In her apartment! Excitement then turned to dread. The apartment was messy, too messy for the likes to Jack to see. Fuck. He was actually here. In her apartment. Her heard another knock, louder this time.
“J…Just as second” Melissa said, scrambling desperately to pick up some of the more visible clutter. Grabbing it in two armfuls, she quickly tossed it into her room. No chance he would be coming in there anyway. She reached for the door before becoming acutely aware of what she was wearing. Frumpy, baggy sleepwear. She couldn’t answer the door in that! Least of all for Jack.
“Uh just hang on for a few more moments!” Mel ran into her room, tripping over the trash she had left at the foot of the room. Shit, shit, shit. What was she going to wear? She heard another knock and in a panic threw on the first two articles of clothing she saw and rushed to the door.
When she opened the door Jack was standing almost directly in front of her, requiring her to look up to make eye contact with him.
“About time you answered Mel! What the hell were you doing, hiding the bodies before the feds show up?” He laughed. She loved and hated that nickname. Mel. A term of endearment meant only for her. While affectionate, it was also dreadfully platonic, a constant reminder to the gap she would never be able to bridge. She stood there, staring at him, his body towering over hers. She felt so small and helpless. She imagined him scooping her in his massive arms, tossing her roughly onto some soft surface and having his way with her. She wouldn’t object. She could feel her legs shaking and already felt wet between her legs. “Are you going to let me in? The fall didn’t hurt your head, did it?” She had been staring for too long.
“No not at all! Come in!” Jack was the only one who could make her intimately aware the flaws in her life. She never realized how dreary and sad her apartment looked. “I guess I was a little over due for one of your visits.”
“Of course you were! You nearly died two days ago. All the boys miss you up are getting by. Everyone got a good chewing out but are working harder than ever. Maybe we should do it again sometime! Less work for you and it boosts productivity!” They both laughed. Melissa nervous and visibly so. She realized this was the first time a man had stepped inside her home since she moved in years ago. Breaking the now awkward silence, she gestured for him to sit down. Jack seemed nervous too for some reason. They sat on the couch for a few minutes before Melissa broke the silence. She needed to get up and clear her head.
“I uh. I’m going to use the bathroom. I’ll be back in sec.” She got up quickly and when she got to the bathroom she was overcome by the horror of what she was wearing. In a panic, she had grabbed a paint of shorts and a shirt. The shorts barely covered anything and her ass was practically spilling. Her shirt was even worse, the tight white cloth prominently displayed her now hard nipples for Jack to get a good view of.
Surprisingly, her horror quickly turned to excitement. Jack had practically seen her naked. She felt like his plaything, being put on display for his pleasure. She bit her upper lip at the thought. Her face flushed and she instinctively began moving her hips back and forth. She moved a finger along her now dripping pussy. It was all too much. Jack was literally in the next room, alone and waiting for her to walk out in her skimpy little outfit. Her job be damned, she needed him.
She strode out of the bathroom with a confidence that took Jack aback. While before she carried an air of defensive passiveness, she now carried herself with an air of confidence that was also unrecognizable to him. Melissa had let thrown inhibition out the window. She had Jack right where she wanted him. Walking over to him slowly, she swayed her hips back and forth, as if trying to hypnotize him with her movements. She stopped right in front of him and stopped, allowing him to her all in. Melissa was only further encouraged when Jack shifted nervously.
Chapter Three
“I’m sorry for the mess.” Melissa said, tussling with her hair playfully. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had anyone over.”
“Oh that’s alright!” Jack said, smiling to offset the discomfort. What the hell was she doing? She seemed different. More mature somehow. She was walking with a confidence that her had never seen before. “I take it you’re not seeing anyone?” Why would he ask something like that?
“No it’s been quite a while since I’ve been anywhere close to a man outside of work.” Melissa approached him until she was inches from his face. She smelled nice and Jack was moving shifting even more now. He gripped the seat of the couch as if desperately trying to hold something back. “Mind if I sit?” she asked. Jack gestured for her to, expecting her to sit next to him.
Instead, she sat directly on his lap.
“Mel what are you doing?”
“Oh come on, we’ve know each other forever. I’m just sitting on your lap is all.” She smiled innocently at him. Jack suddenly wrapped both his arms around her and pulled her into an embrace. His tongue met hers in a sloppy series of kisses that left both of them gasping for air, two desperate animals barely held back from their desires. Jack quickly pulled away and got up from the coach.
“Jesus Mel I’m sorry. I don’t know
what came over me.” He made for the door. “I think I should go. I didn’t mean to…”
“Jack you’re an idiot, you know that.”
“I’m sorry?”
“I’ve tried to get you to do that to me since I started working with you!”
“You mean all those times you bumped against me…”
“Yes! Jack I don’t know how I can say this any more explicitly. I want. To. Fuck. You.”
“Mel I always thought you looked up to me like a role model. I’ve wanted you since the day I laid eyes on you but I never wanted to violate what I meant to you.”
“Jack…” She strode over to him. “I want you to violate me.”
She shoved him roughly back down onto the couch. All pretenses broken, Jack tore the clothes off of her. He took him time with her, moving his hands across her body, examining every detail of her soft, amazing body. His hands gripped her breasts, cupping them in his hands before taking them into his mouth. He sucked hungrily from them, savoring the taste in his mouths. His hands got to work moving down her back, sending lightning bolts through her body that made her crave for more. His hands moved even farther down, groping her round ass in both of his hands. Melissa unbuttons his pants; revealing a cock massive enough to make her gasp. He was even larger than she could imagine. He was so thick she could barely get she hand around the circumference. She raised herself up on it and Jack used two of his massive fingers to spread her pussy open. She eased herself onto it. She was so wet that it slid inside of her easily. She let out a loud moan of satisfaction as it slid inside her. She could feel every inch inside of her; stretch her out barely within her limits. It was better than she could possibly imagine.
“Alright Mel, I’ll start slow so you-“ Jack was immediately cut off as Mel wrapped her arms around his shoulders and began riding like an untamed animal. She begged her to slow down but was drowned out by the feral screams coming from Melissa. She was too far gone, being drilled in a hole that welcome his cock despite to tight it was. Her pussy was practically wrapping itself around his cock and he knew he could last long. Melissa was gushing, the juices squirting out of her and onto Jack’s crotch. Soon both of their lower halves were slick from all the wetness Melissa was squirting out of her. Jack couldn’t help himself. He held onto her tightly and pumped with all his might. She could the cum build up in his cock, relishing the massive load that was moments away from being inside her.
“Mel you need to get off, I’m going to cum!”
“No please! I need it! I need it! Please, please please!!”
Melissa was begging, pleading for it. She need every last inch of her insides plastered with his cum, filling her insides until she was full to the absolute brim. Jack knew he could hold on, and spilled his cum inside her. Melissa pushed herself down on his cock, taking in every drop she could. As she eased herself off she could see the cum spill out of her and onto the couch. The held each other for a moment before Melissa got up and turned around.
“I need more Jack.”
“Mel you’re gonna push yourself. Please, you need to rest!”
“Jack I’ve wanted you so badly for such a long time. Please, this is our night. Enjoy it! Besides, I know you’re not satisfied because you’re still rock hard.”
Jack sighed. She was right and they both knew it. He stood up with her and grabbed her by the waist. He moved her to the unsoiled end of the couch and bent her over it.
“Rougher.” She commanded.
Jack grabbed her by the waist and pushed himself slowly into her
“Rougher!” she said, whining in dissatisfaction.
Jack gripped her hair and pushed himself in all at point. She demanded rougher still. Jack railed her as hard as he could. It still wasn’t enough. Jack picked her up and held her, suspended over the couch to allow her to see everything that was dripping out of her. She thanked him, over and over again. Her pussy was finally being violated like she had always needed it to. In that moment, she was his plaything, and object to be used however he saw fit.
It was sunrise when they had finally tired themselves out. Exhausted, Jack called in sick and they spent their first of many afternoons together. All work and no play had made Melissa’s life a dull one. Now, she had finally found a way to combine the two.
Chapter One
Heather waited patient for a rustle downstairs. A cold front had moved in, relegating her entire family to the interior of the house. Just back from college and home for winter break, Heather was beginning to regret her decision. While she loved her family just as much as any other person did, they drove her insane. Her two saving graces had been the location of the reunion and a particular member of the family in particular. One of her uncles, Josh, had become very wealthy through means he still didn’t like talking about; giving him the ability to purchase a large home that had plenty of rooms to fit her and all of her immediate family. In the summer, it was the idyllic beach front property filled with fond memories of lazy afternoons at the beach. Currently, these nostalgic remembrances had been replaced with the harsh realities that this particular winter had to offer, trapping everyone inside due to a volatile mix of Pacific rain and easterly winds.
While her family was driving her insane in the only way a family could, Heather anxiously waited for one person in particular to arrive. Ironically, this person wasn’t blood or even legally tied to the family but had nonetheless played a significant role in her life. The person in question’s name was Lee, a Korean born who had been all but been adopted into her white, European born family. At an early age, Lee had befriended Heather’s rich uncle when her uncle had volunteered at the local church. Every Sunday he would go, taking Heather with him. Heather and Lee quickly became friend despite the obvious culture difference, bonding over Heather’s impromptu lessons in English. Josh and Lee’s relationship blossomed as Lee grew older and the two of them eventually became business partners. Lee’s knack for good dealings and quick wit had landed him and Josh a contact that meant they would never want for money again and had resulted in the purchase of this colossal beachfront home.
Lee had also made his way into the hearts of Heather’s entire family, her included. Lee was smart in a way that made you exceedingly impressed just to be around him. He was quiet, speaking only when he had something relevant to say or was being addressed directly. Lee was short, but made up for it with his short black hair, piercing hazel eyes, and a well taught figure that had made many an ex-girlfriend swoon over him. His face was always set with one of deep contemplation, as if he was trying to formulate another complex idea in his head.
All of these features had impressed and charmed Heather’s family and his frequency of visits and appearances at family events had solidified his place as “one of the family.” That made Heather’s relationship with Lee difficult. To say Heather had a crush on Lee would miss and entire dimension of feel that she had towards him. Heather didn’t just pine for Lee the same way one would with any crush, she craved for him. Growing up together they had bonded closely and Heather was the only one who had formulated a bond with Lee that wasn’t originally predicated off him ostensibly being in the family. Lee was Heather’s first crush, something that both of them quietly acknowledged with Heather’s first kiss, done so right before Lee moved away for a few years back to Korea.
This would be Lee’s first time back since moving back to Korea, and Heather’s growingly antsy demeanor grew with each hour that Lee wasn’t there. The storm was mere hours from reaching its peak and when it hit it would trap the occupants in the home for a week. This didn’t pose too much of a problem, as there were plenty of rooms and food stocked up to last them at least a month of awful weather. Heather had begun occupying herself with odd chores, doing everything she could to keep her mind off Lee, resolving that it would possible he wouldn’t be coming.
There was a knock on the door and a series of mirthful greetings. Heather jumped up and rushed to the door. Lee was standing there, covered in bits o
f slushy snow and drenched by the rain. Heather hung back, waiting for him to finish greeting all the other relatives. She sat in the kitchen, waiting for him to appear. After a few minutes that seemed like an eternity, Lee entered the kitchen and smiled at her.
“You’ve gained weight!” Lee said with a cheerful grin.
Heather blushed. It was true that she had gained a little bit of weight, and the thought made her even more deeply self-conscious. She had been skinny her whole life, leading to a development of a figure that was once defined by her mother as a “stick.” She had recently gotten over a particularly rough breakup however, causing her to stop exercising and eat more. The results had been more positive than any one person could have predicted. Heather had filled thankfully filled out in the right places. Her breasts had grown substantially in size, becoming much soft and squishier and her hips had expanding outward with keeping her waist at a reasonably small size. Heather’s body type could only be described as chubby, but carried herself and her newly gained weight in a way that made her irresistible.
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