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350 lines
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Kim sat at her desk with the telephone handset at her ear, and felt
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herself growing increasingly horny.
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The line was ringing. She had gotten through!
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"Hi, this is KLOS."
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Kim recognized the voice of "Beastmaster" Anne, the head switchboard
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operator who was a common foil for the ribald humor of Mark and Brian,
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KLOS's popular morning duo.
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"I'd like to give my boss a birthday present on the air," Kim said
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shyly. She went on to explain what she had in mind. There was a
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moment of silence on the other end, then giggling.
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She's probably gonna hang up on me, Kim thought with a sigh.
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"Hold on a minute!" the Beastmaster finally managed to reply. The line
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went silent.
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Kim's hand slid across her chest, then down her belly to the crotch of
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her jeans. Her fingers caressed lightly as she savored the birthday
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gift she had in mind. It was crazy!!
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The line stayed silent for a few minutes, and then...
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"Hello, Kim?"
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It's him! MARK!!
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"Uh, hi!!"
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"Kim! Can we put you on the air?"
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"Sh-sure!!"
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"O.k. Kim, we got the low-down from the Beastmaster, but we just
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HAVE to hear it from you..."
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"We sure as heck DO!" Brian cut in. "We want to hear all the LURID
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DETAILS..."
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"Yes, we must have THOSE, no question about it!" Mark chimed in.
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Kim was blushing hard and trying not to giggle like crazy. She was
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actually talking to these two popular celebrities!
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"O.k., well, uh, I'd like you to call my boss, and while you have him
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on the line, I'm going to come into his office, and, uh, sing 'Happy
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Birthday' to him..."
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"Yeah? Yeah? The Beastmaster mentioned something else too! Let's
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hear about it, Kim!"
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"Well yeah, I'm gonna strip in front of him too." Now Kim couldn't
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help giggling.
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On the phone she could hear catcalls and whistles and "ooooohs".
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"Kim! Ooooh Kim I think he'll go for that, yes I do! Kim?"
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"Yes?"
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"Kim, you are a HORNDOG SLUT! Know this!"
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Kim laughed, and so did the DJ's, and so did about seven million
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listeners,some of whom were becoming quite horny too!
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Kim was put on hold again so that the DJ's could play some commercials
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and "take care of some business." She felt so excited. And nervous.
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She had not believed when she'd dialed the phone that the whole thing
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would actually get this far!
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"Beastmaster" Anne came back on the line and requested the phone
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number and extension of Kim's boss. Then she told Kim exactly what
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time her boss would receive the call. Anne finished with a giggle
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and a "Good Luck!", and Kim put the handset back on the cradle.
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Ooooooh... Her whole body positively TINGLED with pleasure!
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Paul was keying some sales figures into a spreadsheet when the intercom
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on his phone blared the voice of the receptionist:
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"PAUL? YOU HAVE A CALL ON PARK 20!"
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He winced and thumbed the volumn control slide on the telephone con-
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sole. Then he picked up the handset and punched the buttons to connect
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his extension to the incoming line.
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"Hello?"
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"Hello, Mr. Stevens? This is Mark and Brian from KLOS! Is it o.k. if
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we put you on the air?"
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His mind reeled. The two guys on the radio??
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"Er, o.k. I guess! Hello! What's up?" Just what do you SAY when you
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get such a call???
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"Well, Mr. Stevens, it seems that one of your employees has taken it
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upon herself to wish you glad tidings on this very special day..."
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"And you DO KNOW what special day this IS, don't you?"
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"Well, uh, yes, it's my birthday..."
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"It IS??? Well what a coincidence! Actually, we were speaking of
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National Nymphomaniacs Awareness Day, and..."
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"No Brian, we are calling because it IS Paul's birthday, and one of
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his most adoring workers has alerted us to this VERY FACT, and I do
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believe that right about NOW..."
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The door to Paul's office opened, and Kim slipped in. She closed the
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door behind her, shutting out a hushed but snickering crowd of co-
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workers who were tuned in. The knob had a lock on it, and Kim set
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it.
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Paul couldn't help feeling himself warm up inside. Kim always looked
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so SEXY, no matter what she was wearing!
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"...she should be coming into his office, getting ready to offer up
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her most SINCERE birthday wishes!"
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Paul looked at her and saw that she was blushing deeply. Just what was
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she UP to?
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"Paul? Is she there yet?"
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"Uh yeah, yes she's here!"
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"Tell her to go ahead, we're all breathelessly waiting!"
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Paul relayed the message to the nervous Kim.
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She began to sing "Happy Birthday."
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"Sounding good, Kim!" Mark said on the phone (and the radio). Paul
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chuckled into the handset and nodded.
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"...happy BIRTHDAY TO PAAAAUL..."
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Mark and Brian sang along with her on the last two lines.
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"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOOOOOOUUU!!!"
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"Yahooo!" Kim cried, and pulled her shirt off over her head. Her
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beautiful breasts, unencumbered by bra, flopped out and down delici-
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ously.
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"Hey Paul! You still with us?"
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"Uh, yeah, er..."
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"What's happening, man? Has she wished you a happy birthday yet?"
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"Uh, well, she's, uuhhh..."
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Kim grinned at her boss and twisted her upper body from side to side,
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making her boobs jiggle and dance before his widening eyes.
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Paul's cock pressed hard against the crotch of his pants.
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"Yo Paul! What's happenin'?"
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"Well, it looks like she's taking her clothes off," Paul croaked.
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"What was that, Paul? She's doing WHAT?? Paul, what are you telling
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us?"
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Kim turned around, bent over, and slid her jeans off in a seductive
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manner, exposing pink panties and smooth, well-tanned thighs.
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"Oh, wow" was all Paul could say.
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"Hey Paul!" Brian yelled. "Describe it for our listeners! Tell us all
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the LURID details!"
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"I think he's speechless. The boss is STUNNED to SILENCE. I think
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that girl is really doing it to him..."
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The verbal chatter continued, but Paul did not hear it -- his full
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attention was transfixed on the lovely body being exposed before him.
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Kim's jeans slid to the floor, soon followed by her panties. She
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stepped out of them and kicked them aside.
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She began to gyrate erotically, sliding her hands up and down her
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sides.
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Paul sighed. "Kim, oh you do look nice."
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A commotion of guffaws and laughter erupted from the broadcast booth.
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"Oh YES! Oh YES! I think Paul likes his birthday present!" Brian
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exclaimed.
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"I do believe he does! You know, Brian, it's at times like this when
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I wish we were doing a morning TELEVISION show!"
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Kim continued her erotic dance, sliding closer to her amazed boss as
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her hands traveled ever more daringly. When she was little more than
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a foot away, she turned sideways to him and allowed him a very cock-
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stiffening profile view, with her hands on her ass and her breasts
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thrust high in the air, begging to be sucked and eaten.
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Poor Paul was hornier than he'd ever been in his life, and rapidly
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losing control. He forgot all about the phone, which was now lying
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on his desk, and the fact that it was broadcasting the sounds from
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the office all over Southern CA.
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Kim slid one hand up to demonstrate to her boss just how squeezable
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and soft her boobs were. Her other hand went to her mouth, and she
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sucked slowly on her index and middle fingers, then held them up so
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Paul could see them glistening wet.
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"Oh Kim, I can't stand it any more -- I gotta have you now!!"
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With that he grabbed her, brought her delicious body up against his,
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and plunged his tongue deep into her mouth.
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"Paul! HEY PAUL!!"
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"Oh dear, I think Kim's getting more than she bargained for!!"
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Paul continued to kiss her deeply as he held her tightly against him.
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He could feel her breasts press against and spread out across his
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chest, and in response to a long pent-up desire his hands slid to
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her chest. As his fingers explored her boobs, she untied his tie
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and began to unbutton his shirt.
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"Paul? Kim?"
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There was a loud moan and some "ooooh's".
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"They're doing it! THEY'RE DOING IT!!!"
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Kim wrestled Paul's shirt off (Paul did not want to let go of her
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body, even for a second!), and Paul pressed her against him again,
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feeling the glorious warmth of her nakedness against his bare skin.
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They continued to kiss, and the snaking and wiggling of his tongue
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increased in intensity when he felt a hand slide into his pants.
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"Uuuuuhhh!!"
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Somebody outside Mark and Brian's glass booth made rapid hand signals
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indicating it was way past time to cut to a commercial.
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"Oh Brian, I think my headphones are fogging up!"
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"Mark, why are you squirming around so much? Hey! Let go of that!"
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Laughter rang throughout the studio.
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Over the phone they could hear papers and other objects sliding off
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some hard surface onto the floor. Then there was a loud KNOCK as the
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phone itself went over the edge.
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"They're getting horizontal! He's gonna lay pipe now!!!"
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Mark and Brian launched into a song about the structure of an Oreo
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cookie.
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More hand signals from outside the booth.
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Kim was indeed part of an Oreo cookie now, with her boss's desk under-
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neath her and her boss lying on top of her, molesting her body and her
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mouth. His pants were down around his knees, and Kim could feel his
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stiff meat pressing against her pussy through his underwear. Paul's
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tongue slid out of her mouth, and he proceeded to munch upon her face
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and shoulders and chest. Kim'shands slowly worked their way down his
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torso until they reached his underwear, which was soon no longer in the
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way.
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Kim took hold of his throbbing cock just as his tongue found her mouth
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again. The kissing was even wilder this time!
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Without even realizing when it had entered, Paul discovered that the
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tip of his cock was inside her.
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"Yes!! FUCK ME!!!"
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Pandemonium broke out at KLOS, and the switch board operator broke the
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connection, much to Mark and Brian's disappointment.
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"Wow!! He was really laying that pipe down!"
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"Will somebody please turn up the air condi-"
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The station broke to a commercial for Freeway Insurance.
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Paul slid his cock into her until it could go in no further. Her
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pussy clinched at it and squeezed it tightly. Pulling it out was like
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pulling on some kind of hydraulic cylinder. He slid it deep into her
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again, faster and harder this time.
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Kim yelped with pleasure. Paul looked down at her face, looked right
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into her eyes, as he rammed his meat into her. He loved watching her
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react to each wonderful stroke.
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Her breasts rubbed against his chest, undulating back and forth and
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demanding to be squeezed some more, and he lowered himself to his el-
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bows and sent his hands to let her boobs know they were certainly not
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forgotten. Kim slid a hand behind his head and pulled his mouth down
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against hers. He slid his tongue in, and she sucked on it eagerly.
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His cock stayed inside her for nearly two hours. He fucked her until
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his meat grew tired and soft, then he let it rest inside her while they
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fulfilled each other's hot and horny desires upon other parts of their
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bodies. They rolled over and over on the desk, nearly going over the
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edge several times. It didn't take very long for his cock to grow rock
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hard again! As soon as it swelled up inside her, he rammed it in deep.
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His throbbing love muscle showed no mercy!
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Kim's co-workers knelt at the office door, listening to the hot con-
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stant lovemaking. The lunch hour was almost over and they were still
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at it!
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At some point the action moved to the soft carpeted floor, with Paul
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on his back and Kim riding on top of him, bouncing up and down with
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glee. Paul looked up at her deliriously, watching her long hair fly
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all about and her breasts bounce wildly. When his cock grew soft
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again, she lowered her chest to his and they kissed passionately.
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He lovingly stroked and massaged her back and buttocks. The kissing
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always made him hard, and soon she was bouncing up and down on top of
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him again.
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If this is a dream, Paul thought, I hope I never wake up!!
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Eventually Paul was on top of Kim again, drilling his aching meat into
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her. He had no idea that he'd be able to last has long as he did with-
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out coming, and when he finally did it was the most incredible orgasm
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he'd ever felt. He timed it just right too, for that final hard thrust
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made Kim yelp even louder than before, and she clenched his back tight
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as they came together. Hot sticky cum shot out of him in gushing
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and bathed her vagina with steaming warmth.
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They lay there together on the carpet, his cock still inside her, all
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things having to do with work forgotten for a long while.
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Back at the radio station, the two morning deejays stood before THEIR
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boss as he gave them the usual lecture about staying "within reasonable
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bounds" of the station's rules. The guys nodded their heads at the
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right moments, knowing that the boss was doing what the higher-ups at
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ABC expected him to do, but knowing also that he would take no further
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disciplinary action. After all, they were Southern CA's highest-rated
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morning show, and Mark and Brian knew exactly the right formula to keep
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them there!
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They couldn't wait until the next Kim called KLOS.
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