Doreen stood behind Jamal and wrapped an arm around his slim waist. She pressed her soft body against his tight buttocks while reaching for the front of his jeans. She traced the outline of his bulge, and then slipped her hand downward toward his balls.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Jamal snarled.
“I’m helping you out of your predicament.”
“Get your hands off my dick, bitch.”
“Jamal, this is for your own good. When you walked through that door, there were two ways this could go, neither particularly good for you. I’m giving you another alternative. You would be smart to take advantage of the opportunity. I won’t offer it again.”
Jamal remained silent. His head was swimming
Doreen interpreted his silence as assent. She unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his knees. The boxers made a similar descent a second later. Doreen gasped.
“Oh my,” she whispered.
Jamal’s semi-erect cock hung halfway to his knees. Doreen wrapped her soft white hand around the thick black shaft and felt it stiffen and swell.
“Jamal, I’m very confident that we can work out a solution to your situation that doesn’t involve the police or the legal system.”
“You’re one fucked up whack job ho if you think I would ever fuck your fat ass white cunt.”
“Shut up and sit your gang banger ass down.” Doreen kicked a steel folding chair away from the table and placed it behind Jamal. “Sit down. Now. Or I call the police and we add attempted rape to your list of charges.”
Jamal sat on the chair. The shock of the cold steel on his naked ass sent a shiver up his spine.
“Very good,” Doreen said. “Now just give me a second.”
Doreen opened a file cabinet drawer and removed a handful of plastic zip ties. She grabbed Jamal’s wrists and pulled them behind the chair. She snapped two ties around his wrists, securing his hands and arms behind his back. She then used two more to bind his ankles to the chair legs. When she was done, she stood and admired her work.
“Oh, no,” Doreen said while reaching for his flagging cock. “We don’t want this to go soft.”
“You’re going to regret messing with me,” Jamal warned. “I promise, this will be your last day working here.”
“Please don’t threaten me. Do you have any idea how many young men and women have threatened to have my job if I didn’t let them go? Do you know how many times I’ve heard ‘I’m related to so and so.’ ‘So and so is my dad.’ ‘I know the company president.’ I’ve heard them all. Not one person who threatened me has ever been heard from again. Not one. When I’m done with you, you’ll leave with a smile on your face and then you’ll disappear like all the rest.”
Doreen opened another file cabinet drawer and removed a pillow. She placed it on the floor in front of Jamal and knelt on it.
“You have a beautiful cock.” Doreen wrapped both hands around the shaft and stroked it back to a fully erect state. “So long and thick, and so hard. You’re enjoying this, aren’t you? Go ahead, you can admit how much you’re enjoying my touch.”
“Fuck you. You’re a fucked up psycho bitch.”
“Please refrain from calling me names, Jamal. If you show me proper respect, I’ll show the same to you. Deal?”
“Fuck off, you crazy fat ass whore.”
Doreen placed a hand under Jamal’s crotch and closed her fist, squeezing his balls between her fingers.
“Owwwwww! God damn you, bitch!” Jamal screamed.
“Are you ready to show some respect, or do you need another gentle reminder?”
“You know what you can do? You can fucking go to hell.”
“My patience is wearing thin, Jamal. Perhaps this will shut you up.”
Doreen stood up, pulled her skirt up to her waist, and hooked her fingers under the elastic waistband of her panties. She pulled the underwear to the floor, revealing her smooth pussy and naked ass to Jamal. She let go of the skirt, picked up the panties, and stuffed them in Jamal’s mouth.
Doreen resumed her position on the floor. She lowered her face to Jamal’s crotch and circled her hands around the base of his manhood. The solid black shaft throbbed between her fingers.
“You have a beautiful cock, you know that, Jamal?” she asked. “Silly me–I know you can’t answer me, so just nod your head if you agree.”
Jamal’s eyes narrowed. He stared with contempt at the older, chubby white woman kneeling on the floor between his legs. The disconnect between his mind and his body was distressing. His face revealed anger and hatred, but this erection revealed something else.
“It’s so big and hard, and so full of energy. It feels–powerful–that’s the word I’m looking for. Powerful. How long has it been since you’ve come, Jamal?”
Jamal closed his eyes. He couldn’t stop what was happening to his body, and he couldn’t stop his body’s reactions. But he was not going to give Doreen the satisfaction of making him enjoy it.
“Don’t answer me. That’s OK. Your body is telling me all I want to know, no matter how hard you try to mislead me.
“Do you mind if I taste your cock?”
Jamal’s eyes opened wide. His entire body tensed as he struggled against the zip ties holding his arms and legs in place.
Doreen licked the tip of his cock, and then traced her tongue around the edge of his purple helmet. Jamal’s shaft throbbed and his body shook as he fought to maintain his composure. A tear rolled down his cheek.
Doreen opened her mouth wide and swallowed as much of his cock she could take into her mouth. She felt the head pressing against the back of her throat and realized that more than half of the shaft still remained. She bobbed her head up and down several times while trying to take more cock into her mouth, but there was nowhere for it to go. She lifted her mouth as streams of saliva ran down Jamal’s cock and balls. His body twitched and his cock throbbed in the air.
“I think you’re ready for me, Jamal.” Doreen stood and turned her back to him. “Do you like white pussy? Have you ever fucked a white woman before?”
The chubby blonde woman picked the condom off the table and opened the wrapper. She unrolled the latex sheath down the length of Jamal’s shaft. She then pulled her skirt up in the back, reached between her legs, and grabbed the base of Jamal’s cock. She bent at the knees, lowering her torso onto his crotch. She stopped when she felt the tip of his cock pressing against her slick pussy lips. She rubbed the head back and forth across her slit several times, and then dropped her full weight onto the young black man’s crotch.