Chapter 1

I hadn't realized how much my life was about to change!

The secretary smiled at my queer look, then lead me into a large corner office. A semi-bald man shook my hand violently, and I remember his teeth were bright white, though I can't remember his face. A flurry of hand shaking and different rooms. Then waiting for about an hour while I signed papers and drank a can of cola. The first secretary came in and sat on the table, waving her legs vigorously, often it rubbed along my leg, while talking to be about the weather of all things. I didn't think much of it then! After I was rushed into a large full room, everyone seemed to be looking at me. Many were taking pictures. They asked questions about my life, what was my plan for the future, which I answered I had no idea. I didn't! Before I knew it I was sitting in the back of a large limousine, silence at last, but the driver let me off at my apartment building only minutes after getting in. Finally the day was finished, I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling, uncertain of my life. I don't even remember falling asleep.

That next morning, I sat up in bed and looked at the check I had received the day before. The semi-bald man had shook my hand vigorously while reporters took many pictures of us. I was an instant winner. Ten million dollars! I went over the previous day in my head and realized the secretary had been flirting with me and I had been so out of it, that I didn't even realize it. I am not a stud, far from it, I had trouble keeping a girlfriend and when a woman shows she's interested in me, I'm interested. People had kept asking me what the first thing I was going to buy, I had no idea then, and still didn't. I would have sat in bed for hours if my alarm clock didn't go off as it does every day to awake me for work.

Work, ya right! What a joke, that was the first thing I knew I was going to change. Without dressing, I walked into the only other room in my apartment and dialed my work number. It rang ten times before an accountant answer, I realized I wanted to tell the boss that I quit to her face. To see her reaction, if any, and to tell her to fuck off. But first there would be a few things I would do first. Namely the bank!

A middle-aged woman lead me to her desk at my local bank. She took my check with a pleasant smile and began to ask me the usual questions. The same questions I would hear for years! She got up after I signed the cheek to deposit in an account. Then I told her to open a few more accounts for me, checking, high interest savings, and a credit card. Of course she said, no problem. While she was filling out the lengthy new account forms another woman came over and asked if I wanted something to drink. But it was her hand on my shoulder, and the squeeze she gave me that caught my attention. Then as I looked at her hand, the bright gold wedding ring. I was more than a little startled. She returned with a cup of water, and let her fingers linger with mine when she handed me the cup. I stared at her, wondering what this woman was doing. She was married, and couldn't be flirting with me. No! When finally my business was finished, I walked out of the busy bank. On the way, I realized many of the tellers eyes followed me. When I looked at them, one at a time, they smiled and blinked their eyes at me.

I caught a cab and told him to take me to the car dealership on the north side of town. It was a long ride, but gave me time to think. What was into all those women at the bank, or the secretary at the lottery center? I as sure didn't know! It took me no time at all to pick out my dream car, a Porshe. But I had trouble getting sales help, and realized I didn't look anything like my perception of a millionaire. I sat at the sales desk as the man filled out the papers of sale, when he asked how I planned on paying, his eyes nearly bugged out. Though he did add that they would have to have time to verify the check. No problem I answered. I bought all the extras for my car, including a rag-top, god it was the most beautiful thing I had ever known. The keys were deposited in my hand and after the functionary handshake drove off the lot. It handled like a dream, but accelerated like a panther. I was going to go to work, but stopped at a large mall on the way and purchased several other items with my bundle of cash in my pocket. An expensive leather jacket and sunglasses to match my car's paint job. Now I was ready to see my bitchy boss.

Of course I parked my car directly in front of the window to her office, and revved the engine for several minutes before entering the large building. The front desk girl's face brightened up when I entered and was about to speak when I walked right past her and entered the bosses office. She looked surprised when I entered and then mad when I slammed the door behind me.

Her name was Susan and she was a woman of excess and power. She was used to getting her own way with everything. But her anger seemed to dissipate very quickly as she spoke, "I heard on the radio this morning, congratulations." She seemed to mean it, and that took the steam out of my fire. "I suppose you're here to quit? Don't blame you actually, given half a chance I would be out of here like lightning myself." Oh, did I mention she was also smart, god don't you just hate that in a woman! "If you came here to tell me to fuck off, I wouldn't hold it against you. I have been hard with you." No kidding. I sat dumbfounded in the chair opposite from her desk, a familiar spot that I often received a lecture.

Susan stood and waked around the desk, she sat back onto the front of her desk. As usual she was wearing a mini- shirt. The same one we in operations often made fun of since she was a large woman, though well figured. It was her breasts we had voted as being her best feature, and her mouth as her worst.

"What are your plans now?" The same god-damned question.

But I was civilized, "I haven't had time to think it over yet." I found some balls, "Though you were right I was going to tell you I quit?"

She smiled and sat up onto the top of her desk, "You mean to tell me to fuck off."

Her meaty thighs were spread slightly and I realized I could see far up her mini, but tore my hungry eyes away to answer her question. "Ya, that was my plan."

Again her legs spread even more. "I would have understood." I began to cough, I had caught a glimpse of her hairy beaver between her legs and under the leather mini, she wasn't wearing any underwear. Of course I controlled myself and forced myself to look directly into her eyes, but my mind kept picturing that flash image.

There was an uneasy silence in the large office, she smiled at me but didn't say anything, which was very queer. Then slowly she reached up with both hands and undone the top two buttons of her blouse. Susan pulled the two side far apart and revealed her large ample boobs, and see-through black bra.

Finally she broke the silence, "Would you like to do anything else while you're here?" Her voice had an unknown quality about it.

Would you believe the first reaction I had was to run as fast as I could out of there, but thankfully I controlled myself. She kicked off her black high heels, the sound echoed around her silent office. At that moment I realized that I had a hard-on, large and throbbing, trying to force itself through my pants. I saw her eyes look down onto my lap about the same time I thought of it, her smile got bigger. Susan slid off the edge of the desk, her skirt riding even higher, almost to her crotch.

"I was wondering if you were going to come in today. I'm glad you did." She sounded very glad, as she began to unzip my pants. "You didn't know I had always liked you the best, that's why I was so tuff with you." Ya right. "In fact I often think about you when I masturbate" I began to cough again. But this time it lasted longer. Things like this didn't happen to me, in fact I didn't even believe those stories people write into magazines about things like this happening. In fact I didn't even like Susan, and here we were. When I stopped hacking, I realized my penis was free of my pants and encircled in her warm hand. "Are you OK, do you need anything?" It was a loaded question.

I was helpless as I watched her straddle my lap, one large thigh on either of mine. I felt her hand moving my penis around below her before it entered a vast warm wetness as she sunk onto my lap.

That was when she actually did it. She purred. No fooling, she actually purred like a kitten!

For several long seconds she was still, only her sex was throbbing with its own energy. She began to unbutton the last of her blouse, this time she rushed and even tore off a button and ripped the silk. Susan didn't even notice, but threw the thing over my shoulder then wrapped her arms around my head. She whispered into my ear, "Unhook me darling."

It took a second before I realized what she wanted and began to fumble with the, unfriendly to man, clasp. She was rotating her wide hips and ass around in the chair, purring into my shoulder as I continued to fight with the bra clasp. But finally lost my patience and pulled the thing apart, ripping it. Finally she sat back up, and threw off her bra. I realized it wasn't a breach of protocol to look at a woman while your cock was in her. So I stared directly at those huge boobs and big nipples. They began to bounce as she did, the nipple getting larger and pointer by the second. With a quick glance at her face, I saw her eyes were closed tight and her mouth open wide, as if in a silent scream.

It is weird what a person remembers long after something happens. I remember the squeaking of the leather chair and wondering if it would hold both of our weights, and the smell of her sweat the more she worked even the sight of it. I wanted to suck upon those large nipples, but her hands inadvertently held my shoulders against the chair in a death grip. I couldn't move. They bounced inches in front of my face and I couldn't reach them. My mouth watered as my hands reached those large white globes. They were so soft and resilient. She let out a moan as I squeezed both breasts at the same time, her bouncing became more rapid.

Susan's vaginal muscles were getting tighter as she gripped my cock, increasing the pleasure for both of us. Her moans were getting louder and I was worried someone would hear us, I shouldn't have. My reputation would only get better if the word got around I dicked the boss lady.

About this time I began to lose control of my faculties while all my attention was focused on my cock and her heavy sweaty tits. And knew my time was very close, and by the sounds she was making, so was hers.

I felt my orgasm start deep in my balls and quickly rush to the head of my cock. I came in great big gushes of sperm as deep inside that cavern as I could get the head of my cock. Susan screamed then clung to me fiercely while I finished my orgasm. The muscles of her vagina were contracting and quivering with excitement, though I didn't realize it then, she was having her own orgasm.

She lay like a large whale over me, her sweat clinging to my new leather jacket, while her stale breath warmed my neck. My dick was rapidly shrinking until it slipped out of her sloppy hole. I wanted to get out of there, I wasn't able to accomplish what I wanted to do, yet didn't feel bad about it.

Susan finally got off me, awkwardly. I caught a glimpse of her dark brown hairy pussy before she pulled down her skirt. She picked up her shirt and put it on, letting it hang open since half the buttons were missing. She pushed her hair back from her face, which was slick with sweat and smiled at me. Of course I zipped up and was ready to leave as fast as possible but she began to talk.

She draped an arm around my neck from behind and bent forward to kiss the top of my head, a loose breast fell against my shoulder. "You were great! Perhaps tonight we can have a repeat performance." It was the last thing I wanted, sure I loved sex and hadn't had much of it in my life, I really didn't want to fuck her again. "I'll make you so happy," she began to laugh lightly, "and tired!" The arm around my neck slid down my stomach to grasp my crotch.

Time to leave!

What the hell was she talking about, she seduces me, then figures we'll be a couple. Fuck no! Sure I fucked her but I still didn't like her.

"I have to go, an appointment with my lawyer."

She sat up and tired to smile seductively, "I understand, I'll call you after work, we can go out somewhere nice."

"Uh, ya sure. Call me." I had no intention of answering my phone. I finally reached the door, but her hand again grasped my crotch. She puckered her lips and closed her eyes waiting for a kiss. Tentatively I kissed her lips, then rushed out of there. Thankful it was all over.

"Uh, Dave..."

A voice stopped be right before I exited the building, for good!

It was Shelly, a tall fake-blond sales representative. Always figured her for the slut of the company, I was proven wrong.

"Oh, hi Shelly." I wasn't sure what to say, the front desk girl was smirking at me. She knew I had just fucked the boss, therefore everyone probably knew.

"Congratulations on winning the lottery." She paused but since I didn't say anything she continued. "I have to get back to work, but if you ever need anything just call OK?"

I left after nodding quickly, I saw she watched me as I entered my Porshe and drove away.

The rest of the day I got a bunch of things accomplished; including canceling my phone. Not just because of what Susan said, but when I went home to shower after leaving work, I felt dirty, the answering machine was full of messages. It seems all sorts of people were calling me, salesman, distant relatives, old school chums, and even people asking to help a loved one with my money.

To hell with them!

I drove to into the day and even the early night. Stopping in Jasper, where I got an expensive room. It was huge! I was paying for everything with cash, and again I saw many a female, of all ages and sizes, trying to catch my eye. For hours that night I lay in bed alone thinking about the last few days. Before finally falling asleep.

At breakfast two days later, I realized it was time to head back to town, and to stop hiding. I had come to a decision about everything in my life, except I couldn't figure out women. I know I was stupid to try, but most were acting very suggestive with me. And more than a few were married. The memories of my ex-boss, Susan's transformation from a bossy bitch to a sluty bitch. Notice I didn't drop the word bitch, that was one thing she couldn't hide. You can't change lead to gold. That was also something else I realized.

I wondered how far women were willing to go to get a rich man!

The party was in my honor but I was keeping out of the limelight. It was at my aunts and uncles home and had only a few family members. But I wasn't a party animal, and besides after the initial patting on the back and half-jokingly asking for money, things returned to normal. Thank-god!

My cousin-in-law, Tami was sitting next to me, she was very polite and sweet. She also wasn't a party person, in fact most of the family didn't even like her. Always figuring her for a stuck up bitch. Most of the time she was nice to me, but once she did chew me out for a minor occurrence. I never forgave her. I was talking to her about the places she traveled to, deciding where to take a trip. She suggested the Caribbean.

Across the living room sat another cousin-in-law, Cindy with her husband, my aunt and her baby boy. They were playing with the kid, the usual baby talk and toys. But I kept feeling her eyes upon me, and every time I looked at her she was looking at me. She didn't seem embarrassed that she was caught staring at me but it only seemed to encourage her to be more bold. I knew she was caught with the bug that I was responsible for, money. She wasn't very attractive, just plain, and a little heavy. Her husband, my cousin, was an idiot, he had burnt his mind out with drugs since he was twelve. I always wondered what she saw in him.

The staring was becoming ridiculous and I was uncomfortable, Cindy had begun to lick her lips suggestively. Tami next to me spoke quiet enough so only I heard it, "Looks like you have an admirer." Of course, she could also see the woman, we were both facing her.

"Ya, perhaps I should go?" I meant it, last thing I wanted to do was get in trouble with my cousin's wife.

Tami gently laid her small hand upon my arm, "Don't let her ruin your evening. Try to ignore her. If she want's to make a fool of herself, let her." I barely heard her words, it was the first time she had ever touched me. When I looked down at her hand, she realized where it was and rapidly withdrew it, then got up to refresh her glass of wine. Could she also be bitten by the bug. She hadn't acted suggestive, but perhaps there were two kinds of women that caught my bug. She was certainly attractive, a small woman, early thirties, with dark hair and tanned skin. I always noticed her as being attractive, but dismissed it since she was my cousins wife and the fact she had a terrible temper.

She returned quickly, but went over to talk with my uncle, I caught her nervously glance my way. But then she turned her back on me. I got up to refresh my glass of punch. The kitchen was quieter, with only my cousin Christen mixing a couple of drinks for her and her boyfriend. A stood next to her to get a new glass of punch.

"Well just because you have a few million dollars doesn't mean I'll be nice to you!" I looked her way, as usual she was joking with me. She poked me in the ribs then closed a bottle of vodka. I laughed lightly, and drunk my drink, reluctant to go back into the living room. I was thankful she wasn't treating me any different. Christen was twenty-seven, three years my senior, a short girl, but attractive. I had always had a crush on her, since we were kids and I saw her legs in a pair of nylons, since then she was often in my dreams. Though I would never admit that to anyone. We rarely saw each other, but she always joked around with me when I saw her.

Today it was like a breath of fresh air.

"Maybe we could do lunch this week? If you can take time out of your busy schedule." I saw her smirk, she knew I wasn't working any longer but mostly planning for my future. I didn't want to just waste away my money, instead I wanted to be rich forever.

"Sure, Thursday at Sherlock Holmes." I was a little inquisitive at the offer, we had never had lunch or anything else together before. But to be honest I didn't think much of it.

I was about to joke to her about her latest boyfriend, a firefighter, but Cindy, the other cousin-in-law came in. Chris was about to say something but she shrugged her shoulders and left me alone. Cindy came over and poured herself a drink.

"Tommy is sure getting bigger?"

She turned towards me, "Every day now." She took a sip of her drink, her eyes staring into mine over her glass. When she was finished she spoke, "I have to go to the bathroom now." What a weird thing to say!

But as I watched her retreating back, I realized what she meant. She wanted me to follow her. I rushed back into the living room, bending down to play with Tommy, her son, but felt sorry for the kid. His mother was a slut. A few jokes were passed my way, and we all had a laugh. But I couldn't get the sight of Cindy's eyes over her glass, wide and expectant, out of my mind. Slowly I edged back to the rear of the room. No one noticed.

Even as I hurried down the hallway, I was wondering what I was doing. Was I that screwed up I would fuck my cousins wife? It looked like it.

I knocked gently on the bathroom door, it opened almost immediately. There standing in the doorways was Cindy, buck naked. Her heavy naked body revealed ungloriousely to my eyes. I was conscious that I was still standing in the hallway and the door was open with a naked woman waiting for me.

No word was spoken, she closed the door after me. Then quickly dropped to her knees. I looked down as she tugged on my zipper and belt, undoing both before forcing my pants and underwear to my knees. Without hesitation Cindy opened her mouth wide and swallowed my soft penis.

It wasn't my first blow-job, but it was the first in the day time, with most of my relatives in the next room, including Cindy's husband and baby. I realized she was trying to please me, and succeeding. She wasn't doing this for her own pleasure, she had that bug, and it caused her to act in ways that wasn't customary. Hell, did she think I would love the feel of her mouths so much I would whisk her away to a life of wealth and pleasure. Did women think all men only think through their cocks? I didn't, at least not always.

I felt my pecker quickly grow until I could feel it hit the back of her throat as she bobbed up and down. Never taking her mouth off my organ. One hand was grasping my balls while the other was holding one of my naked asscheeks guiding my strokes in and out of her mouth.

In one of my hands, I still held my drink, with the other I whipped her hair out of her eyes. I watched her face as I fucked her willing mouth. Her eyes were usually closed but she sometimes opened them to look up into mine. What a sight!

She seemed to have no trouble with taking my cock all the way to its base, I didn't mind since it felt extremely good. Cindy sucked like a champ, and I realized I was going to cum very soon. I didn't want the pleasure to stop so I placed my free hand on the back of her head and held her as I felt the first explosion of my cock as it shot a load into her mouth. Cindy swallowed loudly, not resisting my hand hold in the least, while she dutifully swallowed every drop of my sperm.

It was seconds after I has stopped spurting, when her hand came up and she milked the base of my cock trying to get the last drop of cum from my dick. Perhaps women were right, I could certainly enjoy this very often. When the last drop was sucked out of the head of my cock, she pulled my pants up and redone the zipper and belt. What service!

I was very conscious that someone may have noticed we were both gone at the same time and was about to leave. She sensed this and while still on her knees asked me, "Would you like to see me again?"

My mouth was faster than my mind, "God yes!" It was really my dick talking. I saw her smiling as I quickly and quietly exited.