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"We have to make a decision," Tom said.
"What decision, Daddy?" Jeannine said
"Well--when we call Stanley in, shall we have Deborah greet him naked?
Or shall we have her strip for him once he's here? Which do you think Stanley
would prefer, Deborah?"
"You bastard," Deborah said in a low voice.
"I really don't think it's a good idea for you to call me names,
Deborah--under the circumstances. Apologize, please."
"I'm sorry," Deborah said.
"What do you think, Jeannine?"
"Well, that's a hard choice. But on the whole, I think Stanley would
prefer to watch her take her clothes off. Don't you, Deborah?"
"Yes," Deborah said tightly. "The slimy creep would love it."
"Remember, Deborah," Tom said, "I want you to fuck that slimy creep as
if he was Robert Redford. I want you to give him the time of his life. Is that
understood?"
Deborah's look was full of hatred. "Yes," she hissed.
"God, I'm going to love this," Tom said. "I'm getting hard just thinking
about it. Deborah--Stanley can wait. Come over here and suck me off. As an
appetizer, you might say."
Deborah sat very still for a long moment. Then she got up and went
around Tom's desk. He swiveled his chair so that she could get to him. She knelt
down in front of him.
"That's the girl," Tom said, pulling down his zipper and bringing out
his erect cock. "Do it nicely, now. Show me how good you'll be to Stanley."
"Maybe we should let Stanley watch," Jeannine said.
"Now that's a great idea," Tom said, and smiled at the expression on
Deborah's face. "Just the thing to put him in the mood. Well, Deborah, what are
you waiting for?"
Deborah seemed about to say something, but thought better of it. She
bent her head and took him in her mouth.
"That's fine," Tom said. "Nice and slow, Deborah, the way I like it. Oh,
yes, that's just fine. All right, Jeannine--ask Stanley to come in. Don't stop,
Deborah."
Deborah's body stiffened. But she kept sucking.
Jeannine went to the door and opened it. "You can come in now, Stanley."
Stanley came in. He looked nervous and eager at the same time. He
stopped short as he saw the kneeling girl with Tom's cock in her mouth. His jaw
dropped, and his small eyes bulged grotesquely. He seemed to have trouble
getting his breath.
"Hello, Stanley," Tom said. "I'm just getting Deborah warmed up for you.
Hope you don't mind. I'll be through in a minute. Deborah's really very good at
this. She'll be glad to do it for you. Won't you, Deborah?"
Deborah, still sucking, nodded.
"Oh my god," Stanley whispered.
"And anything else you want," Tom said, his voice getting husky.
"Anything at all. And all for free. Right, Deborah?"
Deborah nodded again. There were tears in her eyes.
"Good girl," Tom said. His hands clutched the arms of his chair. "I
can't wait to see it." His hips arched. "Here, Deborah. Here it comes. Take it.
Swallow it down. Now. Now! NOW!"
Deborah swallowed. Stanley made a gurgling sound.
"She's all yours, Stanley," Tom said.
