A literotic sexstories: MOTHERS & DAUGHTERS: CONNIE & DAWN by Ike Man ,
This is an office-slut story. This is a story around a mother, Connie Mason, and her daughter, Dawn.
MOTHERS & DAUGHTERS: CONNIE & DAWN
WHAT YOU SHOULD KNOW …
This is a story that is intend to be a part of a series grouped under MOTHERS & DAUGHTERS. Each story will be independent. The stories will ultimately cover a range of genre. These will be shorter stories of one chapter which is different from my previous efforts as a writer. I hope you enjoy them.
This is an office-slut story.
This is a story around a mother, Connie Mason, and her daughter, Dawn. Connie is 36 and Barb is 19. Both women are trim with blonde hair that is straight and falls just to the shoulders. Connie’s breasts are larger (DD cup after enhancement years ago) than her daughter’s (C cup). Both women have dealt with struggle in their lives.
Connie was 16 when she became pregnant with Dawn. The father was no support and her family were marginally supportive. She took marginal jobs for several years before getting into a community college program for training in secretarial skills. Her desires for sexual contact didn’t just start at a young age, it maintained itself through her life despite the difficulties of a young daughter, which led to frustrations to quell sexual energy persistent within her. Moving from secretarial job to secretarial job, her skill set limited her options and potential for advancement that might have led to an income that in turn could lead to something better for her and her daughter. That is, until she went to work for Maris Industries a couple years ago and miraculously (in the eyes of many other employees) found herself becoming the Personal Assistant to the President.
Dawn at 20, just like her mother, struggled to keep up in school and narrowly escaped high school with merely acceptable grades to show for it. Although her mother tried to keep her promiscuity in check around Dawn, sex and men were like an open book in their close apartment life that seemed to beg Dawn to explore. In her short mature life, Dawn has already gone through a long series of male partners that clearly have little more interest long-term than a conquest of someone that can be manipulated for their benefit. Already starting the same career path as her mother, she has gone through several low-income, small-potential jobs that require her to share an apartment with an equally unskilled former classmate from high school. She too seemed destined to a life of struggle until her mother managed to get her into an entry level secretarial position somewhere in the bowels of the company. Then, she saw what her mom had risen to and wondered what it would take for her advance, too. Suddenly, there was hope in her life.
Some clinical studies are investigating if there might be a pre-disposition for sexual interest and activity passed from one generation to the other and if that pre-disposition is genetic or behavioral. That study could have used this mother and daughter as study subjects.
MOTHERS & DAUGHTERS: CONNIE & DAWN
Connie was very curious about the meeting going on in the Executive Conference Room. As the Personal Assistant to the President of Maris Industries, she normally knew about all the meetings involving Mr. Maris and the other three executives of the company. She, the executives, and their conference room were located separate from others in the administrative building on the third floor. The rest of the third floor also housed Finance, Accounting, and Human Resources. The rest of the building housed various functions as Sales, Marketing, Administrative Support, Engineering, Drafting, Quality Control, etc. But it wasn’t only that she didn’t know what the meeting was about, it was that the four top executives rarely met privately without taking the opportunity for some playful time with her.
Her desk was in the middle of the four offices, two on each side. Behind her was the large Executive Conference Room only available to these four and meetings they scheduled with others, mostly customers, clients, major suppliers, and investors. In front of her was a reception area of sorts and two doors, one to a restroom and the other to a small kitchenette.
She heard the conference room door open and quiet conversation as each of the men made their way to their offices. Then, she heard Mr. Maris, “Connie, can I see you, please?”
“Of course, sir.” She finished what she was typing and marked her location on the draft letter she was finalizing, stood, straightened her short dress, and turned to Mr. Maris’ office behind her. As she entered his office, she paused at the door with her hand on it and hesitated for an indication to close it or not. He nodded and Connie smiled. Being his Personal Assistant covered a wide range of responsibilities but none as interesting as being his slut to use and share with the other executives. With an excited smile of anticipation, “Sir, what can I do for you?”
Mr. Maris smiled. Those simple, innocent words have opened so many very interesting and erotic encounters with his PA. “As you know, we just concluded an executive meeting and we have come to an agreement that the next step is to talk to you.”
“Me sir? Have I done something that has displeased you or the others?”
He chuckled, “Far from it, Connie. In fact, before we get into this further, please undress.”
Connie stood immediately, reached behind her for the zipper to her dress, then slid the garment to her feet to step out of before placing it on the other guest chair in front of Mr. Maris’ desk. She then comfortably reached behind her back to unhook her bra before pushing her lace thong down her legs. She turned in a full spin for her boss and retook her seat with a smile.
“No, dear, you’ve done nothing to displease any of us. Your willingness to oblige us in becoming naked, allowing touches, sucking cock, and fucking is exactly what our discussion was about.” He looked at her and clearly not limited to her face. “How long have you been my PA, Connie?” She indicated a little less than a year. “Yes, and in that time have you ever considered or wished to end our arrangement?” She said definitely not. He smiled. “Us, either. What we have decided is how this arrangement might be expanded.” She watched him carefully, now. The arrangement was she was available to the men privately in their offices or their conference room as well as outside the office at her apartment, a hotel, or other safe place. She wondered what ‘expanded’ meant. She waited because she knew Mr. Maris didn’t leave anything to misinterpretation.
“Remember that night you assisted me with that customer?” How could she forget. It was the single time she had been approached for something outside the office and the small executive group. “You were magnificent … of course, you always are … but the customer was so … taken by you and your approach to him. That night made us a lot of money.”