He went and opened his office door. Pullman was sitting in a chair just outside, hiding his face behind a magazine. Bernie had sent his real secretary off on a range of pointless errands. Pullman looked up from the magazine when the door opened and quickly scampered into the office, Bernie shutting the door behind them and thumbing the lock.
“Oh my goodness,” The old guy said, awed as he stood only a few feet from Hayley. “She’s really going through with this?”
“Yes, yes,” Bernie said, coming over to stand next to his oblivious daughter. “She really wanted to do it.”
“Oh my goodness.”
There was an awkward pause, both of them just staring at her young body, Bernie feeling his cock throbbing.
“Well, uh,” He said. “What, uh, would you like to see?”
Pullman cleared his throat. “Why don’t you take off her shirt?”
Hayley was starting to feel weird. She couldn’t see anything with the blindfold on and all she could hear was very loud orchestral music. It was very strange because she did not know the office well and now felt completely disoriented, not sure where anything was. In addition she knew that soon she would have to have the greasy thickness of her father’s penis filling up her bottom for a pregnancy test. She hoped he wouldn’t have to insert it quite so far as the other night.
The lovely teen started slightly as she felt hands touch her shoulders, relaxing as she recognized her father’s fumbling fingers. She felt them slide down her shoulders over the tops of her breasts to the buttons of her shirt, where he began to undo them. He was moving down them quickly, almost pulling at them in his haste. Then she felt the shirt pulled open, the cool air on her hard stomach and the tops of her breasts.
Now her father’s hands touched her slim hips and slid up and around her body, moving over her ribs and onto her back. She felt him taking hold of the fastening at the back and clumsily trying to pull it open. His breath was warm on her face, he was standing very close. Finally the bra opened and she felt him unclip the straps as well and slip the bra off her body completely. It felt good to have her chest unrestrained.
Hayley gasped as her father’s hands came back, this time roughly grabbing her breasts, before running all over them, brushing the little buds on them. She wasn’t sure how massaging her chest helped to extract the venom, just that it often made the process quicker. Often if she was sucking the penis as her father massaged her chest and bottom, the venom came out much faster and in bigger quantities.
Bernie took hold of the underside of his daughter’s breasts and shook them, the young flesh so firm that it barely wobbled at all, the nipples erect from his rubbing.
“My goodness,” Pullman said. “They’re the best I’ve ever seen.”
“Yeah,” Bernie said, squeezing the tits in his palms. “They’re pretty good.”
“By far the best,” Pullman said, standing just beside Bernie and staring at his full hands. “Look how firm they are! She’s only eighteen?”
“That’s right.”
“Such a body at eighteen. My goodness.”
Despite himself, Bernie was kind of enjoying having Pullman leer at his daughter. He felt a perverse kind of pride in the effect she was having on the old man. That’s my girl, he thought, the sexiest eighteen year old there ever was. And her tits really were amazing. They overflowed his hands as he squeezed his fingers into them, her big brown nipples rubbing his palms.
“Is the rest of her as good, Bernie?”
Hayley breathed a little sigh of relief as her father ceased the rough massage of her chest, his fingers running down the muscles of her belly to the top of the little skirt he had bought for her. The hands started grabbing her bottom roughly, then he was bunching up the skirt, it felt like he was lifting it up around her waist. Underneath she only wore the strange panties he had bought her, the red ones that were very thin at the back, really just a string that ran up the crack of her bottom.
One of his hands started squeezing her exposed buttocks, first one and then the other, the fingers pushing at her hard muscles. The fingers slid up her bottom and got hold of the stringy straps of the panties, pulling them down her thighs and to the floor. His hands held her ankles and helped her step out of them. Hayley felt very disoriented now, as though she might fall, the music blaring in her ears.
She was so unbalanced that when her father’s body pressed into her back, she let out a little squeal that she couldn’t even hear. He felt very hot against her, the material of his pants rough on her bare buttocks. She felt his arms going under her arms and then his hands closed over her breasts again, squishing and pulling at them, making her gasp involuntarily. He was pulling her hard into his body, bumping his hips into her bottom. She could feel the big lump of his penis in his pants, rubbing and bouncing against her hard buttocks.
Her breasts were released again and she felt his touch moving down her body, down to where her skirt was all bunched up at her waist and beyond, to her thighs, to her female area. Sometimes her father liked to massage her female area as well, running his fingers up and down the strange lips down there and gently touching the skin between them. Now he seemed to have his fingers on either side of the lips, seemed to be trying to pull them apart. What was he doing?
“Yeah, just like that,” Pullman said. “Let me see in there.”
Bernie looked around Hayley’s shoulder at the old guy where he crouched on the floor in front of her, looking up at the delicate little pussy Bernie was spreading. There was a shocking look of total lust on the old face.
“Oh my goodness,” Pullman gasped. “Is she, is she a virgin?”
“Yeah, she is.” Bernie admitted, letting go of her labia and instead feeling the tight muscles of her stomach.
“My goodness. Eighteen years old, virgin, that body. You’re a lucky man, Bernard. I can’t wait to see the rest of your show.”
“What d’you want to see?” Bernie asked stupidly, distracted again with rubbing his daughter’s breasts.
“Does she suck dick?” Pullman asked, getting up off the floor.
“She sure does.”
As a fusillade of cannons went off in her ears, Hayley felt her father pressing down on her shoulders, which she took to mean that he wanted her to kneel down. She’d gotten pretty used to kneeling down in front of her father’s swollen penis and had been waiting for him to ask for it. She carefully sank down to her knees, thanking Jesus for how soft the plush carpet was, opening her mouth expectantly.
When the smooth head of the penis bumped into her lips, she was amazed at how big it seemed now that she couldn’t see it. It felt very swollen, her poor father must be feeling very bad. She wondered how he wanted to start today, would he want her to slide her mouth on his penis, or stay still while he pumped it into her? The head of the penis pushed into her mouth and stopped, so she figured he wanted her to move. She got her head at the right angle and forced herself to push the penis all the way back, past the back of her tongue, until she felt it poking the back of her throat.