Chapter 21: The Great Bank Robbery

I had seen one of the cigar lovers in a video telling people that you don’t inhale cigars or pipes. It’s strictly enjoyed in your mouth. You enjoy the taste and the feelings you get while you smoke. At first, there is a brief, small, high feeling. Later, you start to feel mellow.

I now understood why people smoked. Here, mostly everybody enjoyed tobacco one way or another. Life was rough here; life was short and often violent. It helped the time pass and occupied your mind.

Rebecca wrote up my pipe and tobacco order, and I paid her for my purchases. I kissed her and held her against me by her soft bum for several minutes. She eventually pushed me away, smiling.

She said, “Always leave a man wanting so he will want to return.”

“I’ll see you in the next day or two, sweetheart.”

I went up the stairs and ported to my office at Cooper-Howard. The door was closed, and Rose was not in the office.

“Ox, where is Rose?”

I was presented with a live feed from Nicholson’s office. They were talking business.

I asked Ox where the messenger office was. I went there and saw N’omi again. I introduced myself to a 30-ish woman at her desk, obviously a supervisor of sorts.

I put my hand out for her to shake.

I said, “I’m Bill Morgan. My father recently bought the business. He gave it to me when I reached my majority. Could I get someone that knows their way around to escort me about?”

I prompted, “Ox?”

Ox said, “The sub-manger is named Pearl Night. She’s 39 and has two kids, one of each flavor. Her husband is bedridden from an accident here. She’s a sub-manager given this job, so she can afford to feed her family.”

“Nicholson has her in his office occasionally for sex. He actually fucks many of the women here. He and Pearl help each other scratch their itches. It’s very consensual; she fucks Nicholson out of sexual need and a little gratitude.

Pearl’s husband, Robert, is useless in bed because of the accident. He knows about Pearl and Nicholson. Pearl tells him about Nicholson in great sexual detail, and it excites him. She then sucks her husband off after she gets him really wound up. Usually, her stories are much larger than her actual trysts with Nicholson. She embellishes it greatly for effect.

Ox played a real short video of Pearl lying on Nicholson’s desk, with her legs spread wide for Nicholson. Pearl is a pretty big gal. Pearl is a a blonde, leaning towards being a ginger. She has thin hair that is more blonde than red.

Her heavy thighs and long legs are fascinating to me. Seeing them made me wonder what they feel like. She has soft B- size boobs which look small on her mother-esque physique. Seeing them, I want to feel them as well.

Her pussy hair was naturally sparse and thin. You could see a lot of Pearl’s flesh peeking from behind her pubis. She had a nice open cunt displayed for Nicholson. He had dropped his flap and undid his breaches, so they fell. I saw him place his average dick on her pink slit and slowly ease himself in, sighing.

“Ox, am I smelling her actual pussy smell in the video? Is that what she actually smells like?”

Ox said, “Yes. It’s a new sensor we added that plays through like the other sensors, video, sound, and now smell.”

“I approve. So I can have a female’s smell recorded after any future rendezvous as well?”

Ox said, “Yes. You got this mod before your Dad. You’re taking more new women now since he’s started slowing down.”

Pearl slowly put her hand out to take mine, and we shook hands. As I touched her, I watched her muddle.

Now that Pearl was muddled, I sat on her chair and pulled her onto my lap. She sat on my semi-firm dick and shifted a time or two. Having young girls watch us was stimulating. I kissed her lips softly several times with all the little messenger girls looking on.

I whispered in her ear. Pearl, wait ten minutes and come to my office. Nod your head yes, dear.”

She nodded. I had to pat her bum to get her to stand.

I started to stand, and she slid off me regretfully, looking at the lump in my crotch. This made every little messenger girl look there, too. I walked towards the door slowly as they all looked at my hard pecker as long as they could. I felt them looking at my ass as I went out. Jeeze!

As I left, Ox showed me the room, where the chattering girls were whispering to each other. A few had to rub a booby or reposition a part of a skirt, sneakily rubbing a special spot. Most of them rubbed themselves between the legs in the next little while.

Pearl knocked on my door and came in when I told her to. I had her sit across from me.

She said, “You wanted to see me, sir?”

I said, “I do, undo the top two buttons of your jumper.”

“Oh, no ... sir?” She said as she unbuttoned them.

I said, “Please take it off. I need to see your breasts.”

“Oh, please, no, sir...”

Ox said, “It’s bullshit. Her heart rates up, and even ‘I’ can smell she wants you. This is part of her schmaltzy routine.”

I said, “If you don’t, it won’t go well for you.’

“Oh Ss-ss-iirrrrrrr, please,” as she pulled it over her head, baring her tits.”

Her areolas are medium pink. Her strawberry-hued nipples are just starting to crinkle up in anticipation. I smelled her pussy; she was hot to trot, alright.

“Ox, is she fertile?”

“Actually, she will drop an egg this afternoon, tomorrow at the latest. She’s on the cusp, and it’s got her really itchy to have a good fuck. Sensors say her heart rate is up her hormones tell us she is very needy.”

I said, “Those are very pretty breasts, Miss Pearl. May I touch them?”

“Ohhh no, please sir, you mustn’t.”

I said, “Please, yes, or please, I mustn’t?”

“Please, sir.”

???

I took one tit in each hand. Pearl’s tits are warm and soft. She has some freckles on her chest and arms. She must wear a hat as the freckles on her face are lighter. I start rubbing her tits. Massaging and pulling at her nipples lightly.

“Oh, no, don’t do that, sir.”

Ox said Sensors say she really likes her nipples tugged on.

“Do you have children, Pearl?”

“Yes, sir, my son is 13, and my daughter is 11. Ronald takes care of his Dad while I’m at work. My husband is an invalid. Little Lizzy cooks and keeps house for us.”

I said, “Did you ever want another baby? It sounds like Lizzy could take care of a baby if you were to get pregnant again.”

“I would love another baby. My husband can’t perform that way.”

I said, “I heard rumors of Mr. Nicholson messing with many women here. Has he messed with you?”

She said, “I heard that too. The way I hear it, he had the mumps in his teenage years and hasn’t fathered any babies.”

Ox said, “What was left unsaid was that he has screwed Pearl and many other women, and none of them got pregnant.”

I said, “So Pearl - if someone wanted to screw you hard and put a baby in you, would you want that?”

She said, “Yes. I love babies. I would love to have at least one more. I could show Lizzy how to care for a baby that way.”

She continued, “It would be good for my messenger girls here, too. They could watch me take care of the baby the first few months. To nurse it. To change its diapers and do things, a girl needs to know if she’s lucky enough to snag a man of her own - just like I did. My girls here are at the age they need to know these things.”

She said, “Not all of them came from a family. Many of my girls came from the town’s orphan home. Most girls turn out well. We don’t take the boys. They get too messed up without a Da’ to knock sense into their heads.”

I said, “What do you think of your breasts?”

She said, “They have served their purpose well. Of course, I wish they were not so mushy feeling, and they have always been a little on the small side.”

I said, “Ox, she gets a full tune-up, make her body look younger and thinner over the next weeks. Move some excess thigh material to her tits and firm them puppies up.”

“Brighten Pearl’s hair a darker shade of red and ease some of the worry lines from her face. Make her twenty-five to thirty-ish in the face. Please give her a teen body. Tonight, I want her to feel young again. Drop that egg now.”

I said, “This is Missus Pearl Night’s lucky night. I might as well start making more babies.”

Pearl watched as I undid the breeches flap, and my big pecker nosed its way out. I saw her eyes grow wide.

Pearl whispered, “Woo-hoo.”

I had Pearl sit on the edge of my desk as I started to lick her pussy.

“Oh, nooo ... Not that...”

Her scent made me want to crawl right inside her. I rubbed her soft inner thighs and groped her ass as I licked her pussy. I probed for her G spot.

I worried her clit lightly side-to-side and then up-down as I tapped her inner G spot with two fingers. I knew I had her spot because she twitched strongly the first time I tapped the correct place.

“Ox, block sound outside this room; lock the door.”

“WHAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaa oh damn, oh damn, Ohhhhhhhhhh - eeeeeeee...”

I thought, “I did that just in time.”

I did not pause; she was still cuming as I stood and slipped my pecker right in. I pushed until I was right up against her cervical opening.

I pumped in her powerfully as she screamed herself through several continuous comes. She went through a long chain of climaxes.

I took my time. For some reason, it makes it more special when you know you’re planting a baby in a woman. Her pussy constantly squeezes and flutters, a real bonus. I wanted to try that in a month after she gets tightened up.

I shook like a dog with flees when I finally was able to fill her. I held myself all the way in firmly against her pudenda, my glans nuzzling at Pearl’s opening. She was trembling and looking right at me as I jetted her womb full of my wigglers.

“Here it comes, Pearl, I’m putting a baby in you right now.”

She broke out into tears. I think this was the best sex she has ever had. She sure looked at me with desire. Too bad she’s old enough to be my Mom. I will say one thing for older women, they are kinder and much more appreciative when they do get well fucked.

First Daisy and now Pearl.

I fetched a moist cloth from the privy. It has a small dry sink and a pitcher with water.

I wiped her forehead as I kissed her. I wiped her face and neck and nibbled her nipples. Then I wiped her chest and arms lovingly. I went lower and gently wiped her cleft. Finally, I cleaned her between her legs and cleaned her labia’s exterior tenderly. I ran my glans up and down her damp slit a few times in teasing.

I gave my stuff a quick wipe and put the cloth back in the privy. I came out proudly, displaying my cock to Pearl. She slid onto a chair as I approached. She took my balls gently and cradled them in her hands. She tickled them expertly and licked me.

“Sir, Did you mean it when you said I was going to get pregnant?”

I said, “Oh, Indeed I did. That’s nothing to joke about. You see, I can smell a woman who is at the edge of becoming pregnant or ready. They have a sweet smell to my nose. You are at the edge of being fertile; I am always fertile. So you will become pregnant in the next few hours or by tomorrow at the latest.”

I had the big woman in my lap. Somehow, I found myself once again balls deep in Pearl. A very appreciative squiggly Pearl. She just held me inside her as she kissed me and moved her hands all over my body. Somehow, she had removed most of my clothes during our tryst. I had been wearing shoes and leggings while I drilled her.

We stayed that way for a while.

She said, “I should probably get back to work; no telling what’s going on with my girls. Thank you for holding me like this. It was nice to have a cock up inside me for such a long while. Usually, it’s a minute or so, and then just I’m sopping down there.”