Mistress Tammy

Tammy was the usual professional around the office. Everything had to run with efficiency and order. She had to control everything and have input in all the decision. She was not liked by most because of her rude, demanding nature. She came off as an ironclad bitch.

The joke of the office was that she needed a personal life. Actually, it was said that she needed to get laid, that would chill her out some. A lot of us would laugh and giggle and make derogatory comments on her looks and her style of dressing.
She always wore long pants and long sleeved shirts. It could be a scorcher that day and there was Tammy in a long sleeved shirt, buttoned up to her neck. Her hair was always pulled back and in a French twist. Her hair style made her look older than she really was. Makeup? This woman never wore a bit. I always wonder if she knew about Cover Girl Cosmetics.I often thought she might be trying to make herself ugly. Her actions or personality did not help matters. She came off as cold and hard. She did not have a sensual nature. I was not even sure if she knew how to be sexy if she had to.

Everyone of us at the office was so scared of her. We avoided her when possible. Well, almost all of us. One day we had a new employee join our group. He walked up to Tammy and introduced himself as Randy. Tammy smirked and pointed to the desk he was to occupy. Then she started spouting off the rules of the office and how she wanted all procedures handled. He sat there and listened intently, as to take everything in.

When Tammy was finished, he gingerly smiled at her and said, "A smile would be nice. Before my employment is finished, I will make you desire and want me without even trying."

Tammy's face turned fire red and hurried off to her office. Everyone burst into laughter. Randy turned and looked at us and asked what was so funny. We then determined that he was serious about what he had said. Honestly, we were at a lost for words or an appropriate reaction.

Randy was about 6'4 and built like a football player. His shoulders were broad and his arms were thick. He had styled brown hair, clean shaved, and the bluest eyes you would ever see. He was gorgeous for a man in his late forties. What did he see in Tammy that the rest of us didn't?

Every day he came in and made comments to Tammy in the hopes to get her to smile. He would even stop at the corner every morning on his way in to buy her some sort of flowers. He would present them to her and she would take them and go to her office. Not once did she ever show appreciation or acknowledge them with a smile. She was a piece of work.

One morning at 2 am, I received a phone call that my Mother was sick. I knew I needed to get to her, but I was worried about Tammy scolding me about the paperwork I had not finished. I called the security guard at the office and explained my situation. He told me that he would let me in to finish up, so I could get to my Mother. I thanked him and rushed over.

I entered the lobby and it was so quiet and lot different from the hustle and bustle of the day. It gave me a slight feeling of uneasiness. The guard met me near the elevators and asked if I wanted him to go up with me. I declined and stepped onto the elevator. As the doors closed, he went to say something, but it was too late. They shut right in his face.

I reached the 9th floor and exited the elevator. I went to my desk and turned the lamp on and I began to type away on my computer. After about an hour of constantly staring at my screen, I needed to take a break. I got up and walked down to the breakroom to get a bottle of water. As I walked down the hallway back to my desk, I started hearing voices. I stopped dead in my tracks. My heart was racing and I could feel a lump in my throat. Then I realized that I knew those voices. It was Tammy and Randy.

I then quietly tip toed down the hallway and peaked around the corner. There stood Tammy or at least I thought it was Tammy. It was a woman wearing a low cut silk blouse, that was showing an enticing amount of cleavage. Her skirt came midway up here thighs to show off long and tone legs. She had on stockings and 3 inch heels. Her hair was free flowing and going down the length of her back. She had made her face up and she was absolutely beautiful. I kept looking in disbelief that this could be Tammy.

I stood there and watched. In my mind, I kept fighting with myself about letting my presence be known or just stand there and spy. I think the spying won out because I didn't move an inch. Hell, I was barely breathing. I wasn't taking any chances of being discovered. I was curious and had to know what was going on.

I watched and listened intently. Tammy was unbuttoning her blouse to expose her well endowed tits. To my surprise she was very firm and perky for a woman in her 40's. Then I heard her tell Randy to be her obedient servant; that any disobedience would be punishable.

Randy seemed to get all excited and he said, "Yes, Mistress Tammy. I am your obedient servant."

By this time, Tammy had her bra off and her nipples where hard as pebbles. She began to roll then in the palm of her hand. Randy reached out to touch them and she slapped his hand away and scolded him for not waiting on her to tell him to do so.

"Oh Mistress Tammy, I am sorry", he quipped quickly and then he began to smile. I knew that he wanted to be punished.

My mind was racing and wondering if she was going to pull out a whip or something. I stood there with my mouth opened and waited on the next move by "Mistress Tammy". I was in such disbelief of her behavior. My mind whirled and wondered about a woman that could be one way by day and another my night. I have to admit that it intrigued me to no end. I was getting sexual aroused myself.

Getting back to the punishment, Tammy stared at Randy with eyes of possession. She had that look of 'you are mine and you WILL do as I say'. She told Randy to sit on the desk and not move. She told him to watch all that she did and to be perfectly still; not to touch her or any part of his body.

He nodded and said, " Yes Ma'am."

Tammy reached for her her skirt and pulled it down and let it fall to the floor. She stood there with no bra on but what she had left seemed to arouse Randy. She stood there in here stockings and heels, a garter belt and nothing else. She had no panties on and her clean shaved pussy was apparent.

She started pulling at her right nipple again, making it harder and so taut. She was so well endowed that she lifted her breast and put the nipple right into her mouth and began to lick and suck on it. As she did this, her free hand went straight to her pussy and she began to massage her clitoris. She began to moan as the feelings in her pussy increased.

I took my eyes off of her for a minute to watch Randy. I noticed a rise in the front of his pants and a wet spot. This obviously was driving him crazy. I noticed he was holding tightly to the desk with his hands. He was holding so tight, that his knuckles were white. He was determined to be perfectly still and not grab his cock or to move.
Suddenly, Tammy walked over to him and threw one leg up on the desk beside him. She reached down and open the lips up of her pussy for him to get a clear view. Her fingers on her left hand were held her pussy open and her fingers on the right were massaged her protruding and hard clit. She began to moan so loud and I knew she was so close to a release.

In those three inch heels and her leg up on the desk, she began to wrench her body and I saw all the muscles in her legs tighten as she began to cum. She released and I saw all her juices run out of her and some even dripped onto Randy's pants. I thought he was gonna come unglued but he was obedient and sat right there.

Afterwards, Tammy grabbed her bag and walked over to an overstuffed leather chair that sat in the corner. She sat down and threw her legs over each arm and opened up her pussy for Randy again. She reached in her bag and pulled out a this very long and hot pink dildo. She told Randy to come and stand in front of her. He did this and did not say word. He did not have to; his wet spot was bigger from his precum.

She spoke demandingly, "Servant, take all your clothes off and let me see your long, thick, hard cock. I want to see the precum on your cock."

He did as she said without hesitation. As he did this, she teasingly took her dildo and barely put it in her pussy. She would slid it in a little and then slid back forth from her clit to her ass. He would watch her as his clothes came off. When he was down to his underwear, she placed that monstrous dildo at her opening and just sat there.

As his underwear moved down, exposing his hard cock, she thrust her dildo deep into her pussy. She began to fuck herself hard and fast. Her hips moving up to met it. She screamed out as she began to cum. I didn't think it would ever end and I think Randy thought the same thing.

His cock grew larger with the excitement as he watched her. It twitched and moved from the arousal Tammy had created in him. His cock matched his physique. It was thick and even muscular looking. The tip curved just a little away from him. He was so hard that the veins in his cock prominently bulged. I could see them pulsating and the tip of his cock had precum oozing out. Oh, how much I wanted to walk over and relieve him.

My pussy was aching and throbbing. All this excited me and I wanted to fucked by Randy. I wanted to feel him thrust his hard cock into my hot, tight pussy. My eyes were fixed on his cock and my hands has found the way to inside my pants. I massaged my clit with one finger while the others buried deep inside of me.

I was drawn out of my trance of his cock by Tammy's voice. She demanded him to come over to her. He walked to her and she sat up and began to lick his his cock from the tip of his head right down to his balls. He trembled as she did this. Then she stood up and turned around and leaned over with her ass in the air.

She said, "Fuck me now! Fuck me hard!"

With a quick start he was behind her and grabbed her her hips and plunged his cock deep into her pussy. He rapidly starting fucking her. He needed release and he was going after it. He fucked her so hard that she was pushed forward and her head hit the wall. Every time he would pull her towards him, then pumped his cock back into her and her head would lunged forward. He continued this for several minutes until I heard a sound of relief.He pressed his cock so far in her and just stood there. As he released, all the muscles in his ass and legs were tight. He was moaning and Tammy was enjoying this spectacle.

As they released, I released all the built up frustrations and excitement they created in me. It took all that I had not to scream out when this amazing orgasm hit me.I never felt one that strong or powerful before.

Afterward, Tammy turned around and gently touched Randy's cock. He jumped from the sensitivity and he leaned in and kissed her.

Tammy looked at him and told him they needed to get dressed. It was time for the cleaning crew to come in and they needed to be gone. They dressed and had a few embraces and kisses. Randy thanked his "Mistress" for the greatest sex. Then he put his arm around her and they walked to the elevator.

As they were leaving, Randy turned around and looked dead straight at me and winked. Oh my God! He knew I was there the entire time. I did not know what to think. I just went back to my desk and finished my work. I left Tammy a note about my Mom and then I left.

I returned to work about two weeks later and that first day, I did not know how to act around Randy. When I got to my desk, there was a rose with a note. He asked me to keep his little secret and that I would be rewarded in the most joyous way.

Randy walked in to the office and my face turned bright red as he looked at me and winked. I turned and began to fiddle with some papers. He walked by me and brushed his cock against me. To my surprise he was hard. Instantly, my pussy became moist.

I ignored my arousal and went to work. In the deep recesses of my mind, I thought of Randy and his cock. I wondered about my reward from him. Before I knew it, it was time for lunch. Everyone got up and left to the breakroom or went to the cafe on the bottom floor. I looked around and there stood Randy glaring at me.

He walked over and said, "You are to call me Master." Then he left for lunch.