When Terry told her roommates about the afternoon with Mr. Young, both girls giggled.

"I was wondering how long it would take," Laura said.

"Did he fuck you?" Susan said. Terry admitted he hadn't and the redhead smirked. "He almost never fucks," she said, "He's a man who prefers sucking. Too bad. He's got a real nice cock."

Terry was beginning to wake up. She realized now that she had led a sheltered life. She didn't want her roommates to know just how inexperienced she was so she nodded and agreed that yes, some men preferred sucking.

The weeks went by and the brunette secretary found herself slipping into the routine at Century Ltd.. The routine of work and play combined. She hadn't fucked anyone yet, but she had sucked Mr. Young off a few more times and one of the other men in her department had groped her in the coat closet.

Now it was a Friday afternoon and everyone in her department had gone out on calls. She suspected they were downstairs in the cocktail bar, but everyone routinely said they were going on calls on Friday afternoons.

She had finished her work and was idly arranging things on her desk when she decided to go and visit Laura at her office. She asked the switchboard operator to cover for her and walked down two flights to the floor where her blonde roommate worked.

She and Laura got along well. Susan was a little moody, but Laura had a great sense of humor. She was a lusty blonde with large appetites for both food and fucking. She had a gorgeous figure and never gained an extra ounce even though she never stopped eating.

She was totally uninhibited when it came to sex. She told Terry she lost her cherry when she was a kid. She'd been a mature looking girl. Her tits were a 36-C and she looked older than she was. The boy had been a high school student she'd met at the movies. She'd told him she was old enough and he had no reason to doubt her.