Message-ID: <23857asstr$956686209@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20000425032231.75625.qmail@hotmail.com> From: "Mrs JWP" Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Subject: {ASSM} Story Mrs.JWP 3/? The IPO Announcement M/FF Rom Oral Date: Tue, 25 Apr 2000 14:10:09 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: IceAltar, english *******************Read Me First************************************ My erotic fiction stories are for adults only. If you are not at least twenty one years old, please do not read this story. It contains explicit sex and is not to be read if you are underage or live where it is illegal to do so. The characters and places in this story are completely fictional and any resemblance to anyone or anything real is completely accidental and coincidental. Re-post of this story is only permitted if the posting site is free and non-commercial. Mrs. James Wentworth Preston (a Pen Name) Copyright 2000 *************************Thank You*********************************** Mrs. James Wentworth Preston Chapter 3 The IPO Announcement Mr. James Wentworth Preston wheeled his Lexus into the Preston Corporation's parking lot that morning of the IPO announcement and parked in a spot as near to his office as he could get. There were a lot of extra cars, vans, and media trucks with their relay antennas extended like big fly swatters. He grabbed his briefcase and walked briskly to the outside door to his office. He would have run but he didn't want anyone to realize how like an excited kid he was feeling. Several workers, out having a smoke, waved and hollered something at him; he waved back and replied "Right ON!" as he gave them a thumbs- up. He felt a little silly, but he was so up-beat that he couldn't think of any of the workers being down this day. He knew those guys and he had never seen them so dressed up for work. Kelly had done her job again. Actually, Kelly always did her job. Even when he'd asked her to have sex with him and his wife, Kelly hadn't blinked an eye. She'd smiled and said that it was about time they'd gotten together. When? she asked. Where? Should she bring her husband or an overnight case? Friday night, at the Resort, and yes, and yes, needed only if they decided to stay and play. She and her husband Bill didn't even get their clothes back on until Monday afternoon; totally rested, happy and at peace with themselves and the world. Also totally fucked out! Kelly thought she'd died and gone to heaven when Justine, Mrs. James Wentworth Preston, sucked her pussy until she'd passed out. Later she found an orgasmic black hole when Justine sucked her and James fucked her ass and her own Bill shoved his bloated cock into her throat and hosed her tonsils with his cum. She'd thought that her girl loving was a big surprise, but when she watched her husband and James fuck and suck, the idea of what turned her on took a whole new dimension. Giggling, she put on the strap-on dildo Justine had in her bag of tricks, and had a wonderful time fucking James as Justine ass-fucked Bill while the guys were engaging in a hot mutual suck. It was actually Sylvia's idea; that the word leak out about a possible big bonus for everyone or promotions all around or a major percentage raise for the staff or all three. Sylvia knew James was planning something and knew enough not to pry. James did indeed have a plan and it was not at all modest. He was very grateful of what his employees had done. He asked Kelly, who knew some of the plans, to start just such a whisper campaign. Kelly had done a great job. She'd made a casual remark to two secretaries in a break area and wrote an abbreviated note by the payphone and different ones in the restrooms after hours. Kelly was quite excited too when James heard the rumors and told her they were way less than reality. James entered his private office and greeted Sylvia. He paused and stared at her vivacious dress and hair and jewelry and shoes and !! Everything!. "My God! You look fantastic!" James gushed, as he almost never did! Sylvia, a medium dark skinned Jamaican black woman, wore a shimmering deep blue off-the-shoulder dress, cut to show her full breasts and deep cleavage, her narrow waist, perky ass, and her long legs from mid-thigh down to her trim ankles and matching blue 3 inch high heels. She had no hose on, nor a bra. Happily they embraced and James, unable to restrain himself, felt her fine ass, feeling for panty lines. "Ha, ha," Sylvia teased him and backed away. "You can't tell by sight or touch!," knowing James well and knowing exactly what he was doing and why he was doing it! "Pay attention James. You get only one brief look!" He looked and she flipped her skirt up and flashed her panties; only a matching blue thong, cupped over her shaved, tight pussy with a strap up back thru her butt crack. He lunged for her, showing affection and not really trying to catch her. They had business to attend to and they both knew that it was always first; especially when it affect all the employees. "Ok, Sylvia! You win. I'd flash you too if I'd remembered to wear my thong! Now, is everything set? No glitches?" "Everything's great, James. See for yourself that Kelly is still got them enthralled by her presentation." They watched Kelly on the office closed circuit television. "I have your breakfast ready in the rear section of the cafeteria and Pete's waiting. Let's go in now and get this show on the road. You're late and I'm not sure now long the staff can wait. Even Billy Joe is here with his best suit on and so excited he can't hold a coffee cup steady!" Billy is the night man; keeping watch on the doors, coffee pot, and parking lot. He escorted every woman leaving late to her car and made sure everything was safe and secure in the offices overnight. Sylvia pulled James over to a table by the windows and sat him in a chair with his breakfast in front of him. She sprinkled the wheat germ on his Cheerios, poured milk and fruit over them and ordered: "Eat!" Sylvia moved to Pete and grabbed his phone from his ear; speaking into it: "Pete can no longer talk at this time, his principle customer is here and commands his attention. Pete will return the call later. Do not try to call back. This is now powered off!" Sylvia switched off the unit and said to the astonished Pete: "I'll just put this on James' desk and you can pick it up when you leave. James only has a few minutes, so talk. Now!" she demanded. Smiling sweetly, she left them. Pete, eyes still wide with surprise, said: "God, with her around, no wonder you get so much work done." "Right. And you have some papers for me to sign?" Pete slid the folder to James and made few comments as James read and initialed each page. "Were the brokers mad about the extra million shares?" James asked. "No?, well that's smart on their part. You made a good choice for us. Thanks. I do believe that you will receive a large bonus from your firm for this excellent effort. Ah, here are the changes. Yes, yes, and Yes! Good. It's all set. I'll just sign this and, let me get the copies, I'll go and get started. Oh, the party starts immediately after we get done here, so get your wife and join us. Oh, come on Pete! We busted our ass on this for over eight months; how many trips did you take to New York and how many nights not sleeping with your wife? Don't be a fool. If you don't bring her I may just go get her myself. No, I haven't met her, but my wife has. She says that she's a beautiful woman that you keep practically caged out on that ranch of yours. My wife and daughter will be there, so don't make your wife miss it! See you there. It's gonna be a real happy time, and you are partly responsible! Right! See you there!" James stood and shook hands with Pete. Sylvia was instantly at his side, brushing off his lapels and straightening his tie. "You ready?" she asked. "No, I'm too nervous! You do it!" shoving the papers into her hands. She laughed and slapped them away. Her eyes sparkled as she whispered: "You do good and I'll treat you to one of my `around the world' specials. No charge!" "That!," James almost shouted, "is really inspiration! Let's go do it!" Together, they moved to the stage area where Kelly was still keeping the folks amused with her knowledge, wit, and sexy smile. Also, her hot dress. James had never seen Kelly look this good at work. She had on a deep green full-length gown with a white corsage over her right breast and a huge green emerald hanging just at the top of her cleavage between her 38DD tits. (He'd checked her bra once.) Her contrasting red hair cascaded down to her shoulders and shimmered in the TV lights. Light applause stopped Kelly and she joined in the swelling adulation for James. She knew she had a lot to do with the success of the company, but if it weren't for James, she'd never had worked here, or so hard, for so long, for only a dream. Yes, it had been a dream, until today. Today they were going public and it was going to go down in history. She was so proud she was bursting. In fact her tits were so full and pointy, her nipples so hard and diamond tipped, she knew that her first thing to do after James' presentation, was to get fucked! James had better not waste a lot of time. Her hot pussy just might set her dress on fire! James kissed her hand and held it tight, with Sylvia on his other hand as they smiled at the standing ovation they were getting in the cafeteria and thru-out the offices. Sylvia's blue dress shimmered and Kelly's glowed in the bright lights. They tried to pull away when the applause died, but James grabbed their hands as if for support. "No you don't. I'd be a fool not to keep two beautiful women with me while I talk of boring things like IPOs and stock brokerage houses. Ladies and gentlemen I present Sylvia," holding her hand up like a prize fighter, "and Kelly!" holding her hand up in a similar fashion. "These two ladies have kept Preston on it's course thru all our troubles and successes." The applause roared and many eyes peered at the two cleavages as James forced them to bow in thanks. "Yes, yes. I'll get started. No. No ma'am! Right now! Ok? First, thank you all for coming." Loud hoots followed. "As you know, we've filed with the S.E.C, meaning the Federal Security Exchange Commission, to issue an IPO, which means an Initial Public Offering of our new stock, for those of you who don't know the acronyms: SEC or IPO." "This means that our company will have stock for sale beginning today, we will have a group of shareholders that will own the company and demand paid dividends, and that we are no longer a small fish in a big sea. Rather we are now a tiny shark in a sea full of sharks, but we are going to grow and grow and grow. And as we grow, we'll need to improve our efforts, learn from our mistakes, and reward our successes. One of our biggest successes is right here on stage, our own Kelly. Lord knows that without her, this whole eight month IPO effort wouldn't have happened. And since I'm going to have to spend more time being Chairman of the Board, it only fits that the magical lady in the green dress take over as President and Chief Operations Officer of Preston Corporation effective as of right now!" "EiiiiiiiiiiiiikkkkkkKKKK!" shrieked Sylvia and Kelly together, hugging and kissing each other as the crowd went wild with cheers, applause, and whistles. Sylvia pulled back and Kelly moved into James' arms with a sweet chaste kiss for his cheek. "She husked into his ear: "You fucker! Why didn't you tell me! I almost pissed all over the floor!" James whispered back: "Because I like to fuck corporate presidents who have big tits and never wear underwear!" Kelly's face and chest were a bright red now and she made sure everyone got a good look at her breasts as she bowed to each part of the room. James again stepped up to the microphone as the applause died down: "Since we will be growing and we will need additional facilities; new executive offices will be build on the far end of the building for me and my staff. Naturally, I can't leave my Personal Assistant behind. I'll need Sylvia to plan the expansion, oversee the construction, and keep everyone happy and organized until the move is completed and everything is fine tuned to her exceptional strict standards!" Hoots and Cheers rang out. "Oh, you don't think she can do it?" More yells and catcalls. "You're right, she'll need more authority and more power to take on this responsibility. I just expected Sylvia to just do it, but the board decided that she deserved more." "So the board created a new position to oversee the corporate staff and coordinate any corporate-wide activity such as the new construction. So, in their considerable wisdom, you, Sylvia, are the very first Executive Assistant to the Chairman of the Board with your own office and your . . ." The rest drowned out in a building-wide shout of appreciation. No person in the employ of Preston had never not had a positive interaction with Sylvia. She always smiled. She always calmed the waters. She always brokered the agreements and helped settle the disputes. She consoled weepy girls and put band aids on ripped skin. Sylvia was the most popular employee by far. When the uproar finally died down, James kept the two beauties by his sides. "I think one of your first jobs Sylvia, is going to be to modify the plans for the new offices. I made a deal with the broker that if our stock went from $10.00 a share, the IPO price, to $25.00 or more within the first hour, they'd give us a % of the price differential to build us a gym, pool, spas, weight room, and exercise rooms for the employees and their families." Huge applause and cheers. "And showers and lockers too!" James laughed with the rest of the workers. There were a lot of inside jokes about a few workers who rode bicycles or jogged to work and smelled of sweat all day, since they had no place to clean up. "How's the stock doing Howard? You watching the board?" James said into the camera before him." "Ah . . . James?" Howard stammered over the PA system. "At the one hour mark, Preston Corp. was at $38.50 and rising fast!" Loud cheers again, high fives, and banging on tables and chairs. "OK, someone figure it out. Seven million shares times $28.50 times 0.005." "In the meantime, I need to let you know something else. All those rumors about what might happen to your pay checks or positions or some kind of bonus, well, they're all false. Yes, I'm sorry too." Some boos and unhappy faces. "All those other ideas were cheaper than what is planned . Let me tell you what the Board of Directors have decided: Every one of our employees, everyone of you, including me!: we'll all split one million IPO shares, valued at $10.00 per share as of 9am this morning in New York." Dead quiet prevailed. "Let's see. We've got 62 employees, including me and Billy Joe, divided into One Million shares is just over 16,000 shares per person." Some mumbles now, still very quiet. "That means that as of 9AM, everyone had shares worth over $161,000 dollars!" Shouts rang out and excited voices were raising in volume. James has to talk louder now, pissing off the TV sound guys, "And if, as we expect, the price rises thru $50 dollars by noon, and I think it'll hit that sooner, each of us will have over $800,000 in IPO stock! Later on, it may be near $100 per share, making all of us instant millionaires! How about that, Preston Workers! Is that something to cheer about?" A shout rang out again and a loud cheer drowned out any serious attempt to speak. James just laughed and cried with Sylvia and Kelly, right on stage and in the bright, hot TV lights. James wanted to take the two women into his office and fuck them one after the other, again and again. They wanted it too, but none of them could walk out on the program before it was over. James tried to speak more, but every time he did, more shouts and applause drowned him out. James saw couples dancing in the aisles and folks with big smiles hugging each other. "Hey!" James shouted. Again he yelled: "Give me your attention! Please! Calm down for a minute!" The crowd was quieting. "I need only a few more minutes. Please calm down. Yes," James cried out. "I feel your JOY!" Everyone yelled again, but got steady very quickly. "Let me tell you three more things. First, as soon as I walk off the stage, the party begins out at the resort ranch. Right, for everybody! Kelly's got a crew arriving in ten minutes to switch our phones to a special answering service and clean up around here. Yes, go home get your wife, husband, girl friend, or boyfriend. Bring the kids. We've got a shuttle set up from here and a couple of other spots around town. We'll even come back and get the kids when school is out. Check the big board set up in the lobby for times and other info. Don't forget your swimsuits, tennis rackets, or what ever you think you might need. Second, there is 10 million shares being issued today. The broker has seven to sell, we all split 1 million, and I have one million to control the company. Let's see, seven plus one plus one makes nine. One left over from the initial ten." James paused to be dramatic. "We've decided to split it three ways." James continued. "333,333 shares for support of the new physical well-being facility. We'll use it to help fund programs and keep all the equipment, facilities, and machinery working." Cheers and Yells were brief; folks wanted to start partying. "Last, the other two thirds of the final million shares go to the two we can't live without: Kelly and Sylvia!" The workers yelled again. The two women looked at each other shrieked and hugged, while crying openly. They turned into James' chest to hide their tears. Suddenly, he held a handful of weepy women. He tried to make light of it. "Look, you two just got over $16 Million dollars and you're crying?" He got a poke in the ribs and a stomp on his foot on the other side. Sylvia got her voice first, whispering: "You asshole! Why don't you tell a girl when you're going to make them a multi-millionaire. The promotion was shock enough, then the stock sharing, now these ridiculous third of a million shares. Oh, James, let's get this over and go fuck!" Kelly quipped under her breath: "If you don't close this meeting right now, I'm going to in my position as the new President of this happy horde. And since Sylvia called `fuck' before I could, I'll let her ride your cock while I ride your tongue! Come on, let's get the fuck off of this stage." James turned to the crowd again. "All right. Lastly, if anyone wants to cash out their stock at anytime, just call the broker's 1-800 number, which is on the brochures that we handed out. They have your names and employee numbers all ready. Just tell them what you want and they do what's best within the limits of the law. Ok, I'm done. See you at the party." Sylvia pulled James to his office, Kelly trailing, she closed the door and locked it. Sylvia locked the other doors and turned to face James. Licking her lips, she lifted her skirt, and sexily pulled down her thong bikini panties. She tossed them on the desk and slid up to James and kissed him. Kelly joined them and started pulling James' pants down, loosening belt and shoes. Sylvia had his jacket and tie off, working on his shirt. Kelly was sucking his cock, quickly getting it ready for action. Sylvia, seeing the good work Kelly was doing on his cock, pulled James to the floor. Lifting her skirt to her waist, she prepared to mount him saying: "Kelly, you really are a great cocksucker. My Steve always says so. Now get out of the way so I can start this party!" Sylvia, with Kelly holding James' dick lined up with her fiery pussy, lowered herself onto his cock with a satisfied sigh. James moaned an "Uggghhhhhhhh!" to the tight pleasure of Sylvia's hot cunt. Kelly lifted her skirt, showing indeed her lack of underwear, prepared to sit on James' face when the lock on the outside door turned and Mrs. James Wentworth Preston entered and slammed the door closed. Justine, knowing this was a day of great joy for everyone connected with Preston, had dressed to the nines. Her best dress, jewelry, hair style, and shoes. Naturally, no underwear. The dress was double silk; inner layer slick off white that matched her tanned body, the outer layer a fine mesh gold that shimmered and glittered as she moved. The top of the dress was like a brief back-less bra, the skirt was just above the knee with side slits up to her hips. She gotten her diamonds out of the bank strong box and they dangled from her ears and down between her breasts. Her long blond hair was freshly washed and trailed across her shoulders and back, dancing with every movement of her head. Matching white fuck-me strapless heels made the ensemble complete. Justine paused, posing for the group, then rushed over cheering: "Hoo- Ray for the Girls! About time we had some female corporate bigwigs!" Justine bent over to Sylvia as she moved up and down on James' prick and she kissed her warmly. Then she moved to Kelly and they too kissed, Justine telling her how happy she was for her promotion to corporate President. "Hi honey, she said to James, before Kelly could sit on his face, "I see you're about to fulfill your first duty as the Chairman of the Board!" Justine pushed Kelly down onto his tongue. Have fun darling; don't forget to breathe!" she chuckled. Justine turned back to Sylvia. "Gee Sylvia, that's a pretty dress. But I bet it's feeling a little tight and hot! Let me help." Justine pulled down the zipper to Sylvia's dress. The top fell off her tits, and Justine began to mould and tease Sylvia's sexy boobs. Kelly gasped and wiggled to the magic of James' tongue. Sylvia told Kelly how good she looked in green, but it also seemed too tight across the chest for her. Likewise, she released the pressure by pulling down the zipper and then she had two pairs of tits to tweak. Sylvia quickened her pace and, after she slammed her cunt and clit down on James' groin the fifth time, she stiffened, groaned, and slumped forward onto Kelly's chest panting for breath. "Well, someone had a big cum!" Justine teased, looking to Kelly for a response. No response was forthcoming. Kelly was pinching her own nipples, eyes tightly closed, and her mouth open in a silent scream. "Shit!" Justine muttered to herself, "Looks like two sluts got big cums! I guess it's my turn now!" Gently Justine pulled Sylvia off her husband's cock and lay her onto the nearby sofa. Making sure she wouldn't fall off the couch, she turned back to see Kelly, now off James' tongue and corking herself on James' cock. "Hey, it's my turn!" pouted Justine. Kelly, pussy afire, whimpered: "Gotta fuck! Need cock! OH! Oh MY! Ohhhhhhh! Feels so goooooooood! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Kelly wiggled her ass and began to hump up and down on James' cock like a wild woman. "Fuck! Fuck! Cum! Gotta Cum! Oh God! Feels so nicccccceeeeeeee!" Justine knelt by her husband, who lay panting on the carpet with his face covered with Kelly's juices. "Sweetie? Are you having fun yet?" Justine stroked his temples and realized how drenched he was from Kelly's pussy juice. Bending, she licked the juice off his cheeks, forehead, and chin. Their lips met and they melted together in a hot kiss, twisting their tongues together in lust. James pulled back first to get some air, and Justine kept licking the juice from his face and then sharing it with him in a kiss. Kelly continued her fucking, banging her pussy down again and again, trying to mash her clit against James' pelvic bone. She hit her clit again at the right spot and shivered into another cum. "OH FUCK!" she gasped as her hips went into overdrive. "Cum! Cum! Cum! Cum!" she chanted. Justine saw her need and began to pinch Kelly's nipples and kissed her deeply. It was just the spark Kelly needed; her head snapped back, her back arched, and she wined like a schoolgirl: "OOOOOHH MMYYY GGGGOOOOOODDDDDD! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!" Her orgasm quivered thru her body. James and Justine watched Kelly rocket into another dimension. Kelly finally sagged, slipped off James, and lay panting on the floor. "How you doing husband?" Mrs. James Wentworth Preston asked Mr. James Wentworth Preston. "Ah, all right it seems" he replied as they kissed again. End Chapter 3 ***********************My Dear Readers****************************** Please remember that stories are just stories and not reality. Do not engage in unprotected sex or the ugly reality of life in the 21st century will kill your body, rot your mind, and rape your soul. ***************Thank You For Reading My Story*********************** Mrs.James Wentworth Preston (a Pen Name) Copyright 2000 ________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+