But after she lost the man of her dreams, all that had ended – forever, she thought.

But Bob Parsons was determined to change all that. He made fucking Marlene a personal challenge.

"Working late?" Bob said, approaching Marlene's desk. "You must love your work."

"It's all I have," Marlene answered, smiling. "There's no reason to go home. Nothing there except four walls. Might as well finish this up here."

"You know you don't have to go home alone. I've told you that," Bob said. "It might do you good to take a friend home sometime… especially me!"

"Ohh, Bob, we've been all through that before. I'm sorry, I'm just not interested. I put men behind me fourteen years ago, as I've told you so many times."

But this time Bob was determined. He'd come prepared to talk her into fucking or else make it so unpleasant for her that she'd just have to take on his cock to get rid of him.

"Well, I hate to say it, Marlene, but I'm afraid if you don't invite me over to your place tonight, and let me give you a fucking that you've needed for much too long, I'll have to report you to Mr. Bascomb," Bob said.

He stared straight into her eyes as she gasped and started to become flustered.

"Whatever do you mean? What could you possibly report about me to the principal?"

"Well," Bob went on. "You remember Jimmy Peterson? The big kid on the football team, whose family just moved to Texas?"

Marlene nodded. The boy had been in one of her classes.

"I didn't say anything about it at the time, because I didn't want anything to happen to your reputation," Bob said. "But Jimmy told me all about the times you used to meet him over at the motel outside Middletown, and suck his cock all Sunday afternoon and evening. He said you could swallow more cum than any two girls he'd ever been sucked off by! And he said you loved to have him fuck you with that big, hard prick of his."