Lustopia
Virgin
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- Sep 15, 2023
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The late 1980's: Our heroine, Stacy, gets a secretarial job with a big insurance company downtown. Stacey's a smart young lady, busty, a good looking brunette, a real go getter who dresses professionally.
She soon catches the eye of an executive and he promotes her to a personal assistant working for his group of managers. This requires Stacy to work with a team of young, rowdy, but ambitious white collar guys hoping to climb up the corporate ladder to the top floor.
Stacy is the cat's meow. In the 1980's sexual innuendo and sly sexual advances weren't yet considered harassment, nor is Stacy uninterested in the attention. She swans around the office in increasingly alluring outfits, much to the pleasure of the managers and the bane of the secretaries.
Many of the managers have the hots for her, but there is one particularly cute and forward with her. Stacy gives in to his advances and goes down on her knees and sucks him off in his office. Giving him office blowjobs becomes a routine. Stacy starts to wear a garter belt to work, panty-less giving her manager lover easy access to her cunt.
The manager brags to his co-workers about Stacy's blowjobs, which only increase the advances at work by the other managers. Soon she's giving blow jobs to several more of the managers in their offices. All these guys are buddies, so one night after work they're at the local bar drinking hard and Stacy swans up to join the party. Drinking and flirting, they all end up at a nearby motel, a raucous gang bang ensues.
The day after the motel gang bang the exec who promoted her calls her into his office to send her back to the secretarial pool, saying shit has gotten out of hand with her banging every manager in his department. They argue. A knock on his door. He's called out into hall for a minute, tells her to wait in his office. Alone in his office, Stacy is fuming, in a moment of pure impulse, hits the speaker phone button to executive suite of the company's CEO a dozen floors above.
The manager returns and she begins to sweet talk his pants off, gets down on her knees and sucks him off while he whispers dirty sweet nothings to her about what a slut she is and how she might be able to keep her job after all.
On the top floor the CEO listens to the whole thing very quietly. A few hours later Stacey's manager stumbles past her in the hallway with his box of personal belonging on the way to the elevator. "What are you doing?" she asks. "FFFuck you, you you Bitch!" he sputters as he jumps in the elevator. "FUCKING BITCH!"
Shaken, Stacy returns to her desk to find a message summoning her to the executive suite on the top floor. Up she goes in the elevator.
The view from the top floor is amazing. She's led into the CEO vast penthouse office. "Sit down," the CEO says. He offers her a drink.
"How would you like to be my personal assistant?"
She soon catches the eye of an executive and he promotes her to a personal assistant working for his group of managers. This requires Stacy to work with a team of young, rowdy, but ambitious white collar guys hoping to climb up the corporate ladder to the top floor.
Stacy is the cat's meow. In the 1980's sexual innuendo and sly sexual advances weren't yet considered harassment, nor is Stacy uninterested in the attention. She swans around the office in increasingly alluring outfits, much to the pleasure of the managers and the bane of the secretaries.
Many of the managers have the hots for her, but there is one particularly cute and forward with her. Stacy gives in to his advances and goes down on her knees and sucks him off in his office. Giving him office blowjobs becomes a routine. Stacy starts to wear a garter belt to work, panty-less giving her manager lover easy access to her cunt.
The manager brags to his co-workers about Stacy's blowjobs, which only increase the advances at work by the other managers. Soon she's giving blow jobs to several more of the managers in their offices. All these guys are buddies, so one night after work they're at the local bar drinking hard and Stacy swans up to join the party. Drinking and flirting, they all end up at a nearby motel, a raucous gang bang ensues.
The day after the motel gang bang the exec who promoted her calls her into his office to send her back to the secretarial pool, saying shit has gotten out of hand with her banging every manager in his department. They argue. A knock on his door. He's called out into hall for a minute, tells her to wait in his office. Alone in his office, Stacy is fuming, in a moment of pure impulse, hits the speaker phone button to executive suite of the company's CEO a dozen floors above.
The manager returns and she begins to sweet talk his pants off, gets down on her knees and sucks him off while he whispers dirty sweet nothings to her about what a slut she is and how she might be able to keep her job after all.
On the top floor the CEO listens to the whole thing very quietly. A few hours later Stacey's manager stumbles past her in the hallway with his box of personal belonging on the way to the elevator. "What are you doing?" she asks. "FFFuck you, you you Bitch!" he sputters as he jumps in the elevator. "FUCKING BITCH!"
Shaken, Stacy returns to her desk to find a message summoning her to the executive suite on the top floor. Up she goes in the elevator.
The view from the top floor is amazing. She's led into the CEO vast penthouse office. "Sit down," the CEO says. He offers her a drink.
"How would you like to be my personal assistant?"
