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About a month ago I had become frustrated by the lack of money for even the simplest promotions at the radio station I work for. At first I thought it was simply a matter of the station owner being a cheap bastard, but after a little digging around I learned otherwise. I discovered that the lack of money was real, not just an excuse from a penny-pinching owner. But when I learned the cause of our money problems I didn’t get angry, I got excited.

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For nearly two months, I'd been living just about every man's dream. I'd been fucking a woman (the secretary at the radio station I work for) without ever having to meet her family, listen to her problems or any other annoying crap. It started when I discovered that our secretary, Joann, was embezzling from the company. To keep me quiet, we reached an agreement. To keep her lovely ass out of prison, she spread her legs for me whenever I wanted.

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If today was anything like the last two days, it was going to be a great day. I've always loved my job at the radio station. Every time I turn around there's a bonus, free tickets, free CDs, free jackets, etc. Gotta love those freebies. One of the best bonuses was our secretary, Joann. I've always had a weakness for Mexican woman and Joann was as perfect as they came.

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As I walked through the front door of the radio station I work for, our secretary, Joann, didn't even bother with the pretense of a smile. I gave her a smile anyway, knowing today would be yet another day of using her as my personal whore. For the last few weeks, I've fucked Joann every way imaginable. It's amazing what you can make someone do when you hold the threat of prison over his or her head. Joann had made two mistakes. The first was embezzling money from the company.

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After a nearly 48 hours of non-stop sex, I barely had the strength to get home. Looking back on it, I’m amazed it didn’t kill me. How about that as a cause of death? Too much fucking. If you’ve got to go…well, I’ll spare you the cliché. When I learned the secretary at the radio station I work for had been stealing money from the owner, I saw my chance. I’d wanted to fuck her sweet Mexican body since the first time I’d met Joann three years earlier.

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