Natalie's Transformation: Part 1 - Sex Stories

Natalie's Transformation: Part 1

... of the situation with Daniel in front of anyone else, and my mind is reeling.

"New owner? What the fuck does that ..." Mr. Franks begins to ask, then looks at Daniel and notices something in his hands that I can't see. He stops, his expression changing to something.. different. Confusion, but then then his eyes soften. He glances at me but his eyes are mostly trained on whatever Daniel has in his hands.

"Natalie would like to thank you for all of the years of good management that you've provided for her before she goes. You have been an unending source of inspiration for her. Would that be alright with you, Mr. Franks?"

Mr. Franks suddenly swallows, his chubby cheeks turning pink. He looks at me again, this time with a look that reminds me of a predator about to strike prey, and suddenly I realize what is going to happen. My heart pounds. No. Not this man. No, please no.

"Yeah," Mr. Franks says, "I think that's just fine." I glance down and notice that his khakis are bulging, and the bulge is growing. My breath stops. I look at Daniel, who is staring at me with no nonsense eyes.

"Natalie. Take your tits out," he commands. I hear a click as Daniel turns the lock on the doorknob, assuring no one walks in suddenly. I lick my lips, everything in my being telling me to stop - to run - but instead, I obey. I take off my apron, unbutton my white button down shirt, revealing a sexy grey lace bra, then undo the bra from the back. Mr. Franks' eyes are dark now, and ...

... hungry. He stares at my chest as I take off my bra, my tits falling heavily and my nipples erect and proud as they touch the cold air of the office.

"Fuuuck..." Mr. Franks whistles through his teeth.

"Kneel. And thank Mr. Franks, Natalie" Daniel's command cannot be misinterpreted. I descend to my knees in front of Mr. Franks and look up at him.

"Thank you, Mr. Franks, for the years of service you have given me. Will you please let me choke on your cock to show you some of my appreciation?"

Mr. Franks' pants were nearly exploding by now, and I could see the outline of his cock twitching against his fly. "Fuck yes," he said, reaching down and caressing my tits. His calloused, chubby hands were not gentle as he squeezed my nipples, and I gasped as I began to reach for his zipper. I licked my lips again as I pulled down his fly, his cock already pushing out of his pants. As I unbuttoned them and drew them down, his cock pushed into my cheek. He smelled musty and sweaty, like he hadn't taken a shower today. Wondering how I got myself into this, I opened my mouth and took the tip into it, sucking gently and looking up at Mr. Franks. He moaned immediately, squeezing my tits even harder as I started to give him head. I licked and sucked, working moisture around his cock as I pressed down, licking the bottom of his shaft as I went. His cockhead reached the back of my throat quicker than I thought it would, and as I began to back up to get some air, he grunted and grabbed the ...