Miriam's Exposure



Part 1






Miriam Webster was on top of the world. She was an Executive Assistant for 
John Wilder, Manager at Able Construction Company. In this capacity she was 
able to pass along orders to many of Wilder's subordinates at the company, a 
role she really enjoyed. She had been married to Tom for 22 years now and, 
although he tried to get a little kinky, everything was fine at home. Miriam 
was 44 and proud of her figure which she worked hard to keep. She stood 5'3", 
128, 36-25-35. Her hair was brown with highlights now and she had an 
attractive though not beautiful face. Although she wasn't tall, she did have 
nice legs but her large breasts were her best feature. They sagged some now 
with age but she knew she turned her share of heads when she chose to which 
wasn't often. Miriam normally wore either pants or long skirts to work and 
shorter heels or flats on her size 7 feet. Her attire was professional but 
not at all what men would find attractive. Generally, Miriam considered men 
and their attentions to be necessary evils.



Tom Webster was a successful attorney at a prestigious firm in the city. He 
was basically happy with his lot in life; he made decent money, enjoyed golf 
and poker and the sex with his wife Miriam was good but not very 
adventuresome. In the past few years they had gotten into a bigger and 
bigger rut. He had tried repeatedly to convince Miriam to try different 
things but to no avail. She seemed only to want missionary position and 
occasionally on top. Tom especially regretted the fact that he could never 
get his wife to show off to other men. It was incredibly erotic for him to 
think about other men seeing her conservative, prudish wife naked. He had 
even mentioned this to her on occasion but her answer always was that it 
would involve someone else in their relationship and she didn't want that.



Tom had tried to take matters into his own hands. He had "accidentally" left 
blinds open or doors ajar on some of their vacations so that passersby could 
catch a glimpse of Miriam in various stages of undress. Once she had too 
much to drink at a party and she passed out laying down in the car on the 
drive home. Tom took the opportunity to raise her skirt over her 
pantyhosed-clad ass and driven around town so that anyone in a truck or 
raised seat could see her. But these times had been far and few between and 
never entirely satisfactory. So Tom had been bitterly reduced to fantasies 
of Miriam being seen by other men with nothing happening in reality.



Tom had also started going to Men's Clubs during the past few years as a way 
to work off his disappointment. He liked to imagine Miriam as one of the 
dancers but he knew that wasn't going to happen. It was during one of these 
visits that his big opportunity finally came.



Tom had gone to the Key Club, a fairly respectable Men's Club not far from 
Miriam's work. He was drinking his beer and fantasizing about his prudish 
wife when he noticed John Wilder, Miriam's boss, at an adjoining table. He 
and Wilder had met at some company functions but they really didn't know 
each other very well. Nevertheless, Tom decided to approach Wilder.



After re-introducing himself to Wilder, Tom was invited by Wilder to join 
him. They drank and made small talk for the next few minutes with the 
conversion turning to Miriam since she was the common link between the men. 
Tom could tell that Wilder had been drinking for awhile although he was 
still quite lucid.



Wilder was very complimentary of Miriam's work and he ended one of his 
sentences with "and she's not all that hard on the eyes either". That was 
all the encouragement Tom needed. He caustiously confided in Wilder that he 
wished Miriam would dress more provocatively and show off more. Wilder 
immediately expressed interest in Tom's conversation and agreed that Miriam 
would probably look very sexy in the right clothes. Perhaps it was the beer 
but more likely his long frustration that caused Tom to also tell Wilder 
that he wanted other men to see her, maybe even in compromising situations.



Now John Wilder was an older man, bald, 68, and he was somewhat overweight. 
He told Tom that he had always had an eye for attractive women and that he 
had, in the past, tried to catch a look up Miriam's dress or down her blouse 
but that he'd never seen much. He said he also thought she'd look much 
better in high heels. The two men were in total agreement and Tom shared 
Miriam's measurements with Wilder as well as her habit of moaning when her 
big breasts were massaged. He even told Wilder that she had really cute pink 
nipples, a nice bush and sexy sensitive feet that had caused her some 
embarrassment once at a shoe shop. Wilder, for his part, shared the fact 
that he had installed a hidden camera with a powerful lens in Miriam's 
office hoping to catch a sneak peak at her but with no success. He had a 
similar hidden camera in his office, ostensively for security purposes, but 
really for peeking purposes. They both laughed but then agreed that Miriam 
would never do what they wanted willingly.



The two men talked for quite a while and struck on a plan. They would 
essentially blackmail Miriam into showing off. Tom told Wilder that some 
time back Miriam had inadvertently leaked information to a competitor firm 
and then had allowed a subordinate to take the blame. The subordinate had 
been fired while Miriam had actually been given a raise and a promotion to 
her current position. Tom told Wilder that she had always felt guilty about 
the situation but that her greatest fear was in losing the job she'd come to 
enjoy so much. Wilder would use this information to force Miriam to do what 
the two men wanted. It would be a gradual process and Tom would reinforce 
the need for her to cooperate by saying he might be downsized at his firm 
and that he and Miriam couldn't afford the loss of income. Miriam would no 
doubt confide her situation to Tom since he was not only her husband but 
also an attorney. Tom would act outraged but would secretly work toward 
giving Miriam the impression that she had no choice. The plan would go into 
action on Monday of the following week.



Tom watched Miriam finish dressing for work Monday morning. True to form she 
was wearing a long white dress that went to mid calf, brown pantyhose and 
white flats. Tom had peeked at her in the bathroom and knew she was also 
wearing a white bra and white panties. She seemed her usual self, 
businesslike with no idea of what was in store for her today. Tom smiled 
thinking about reviewing today with Wilder and seeing his hidden camera 
tape.



When Miriam arrived at her office she saw a note saying that John Wilder 
wanted to talk with her immediately. She promptly walked to his office, 
ignoring the greetings by some of the men along the way. They just weren't 
worth her time.



When Miriam arrived at Wilder's office his secretary wasn't at her desk. 
Miriam knocked on the closed door and Wilder's voice said "come in".



Miriam opened the door and walked into the office which had a large mirror, 
couch and chair along with Wilder's desk and chair. Wilder was seated behind 
his desk and didn't immediately return Miriam's good morning greeting.



Wilder looked at Miriam and smiled in his thoughts. He had waited for this 
day a long time. He explained to Miriam that he had known for some time 
about her "negligence" in handling the account in question and her 
"liability" in letting the subordinate go. He slightly raised his voice and 
told the stunned woman that he was extremely disappointed in her and that he 
was strongly considering letting her go.



As he was scolding her, John Wilder noticed that Miriam's self-assured, even 
smug, attitude had completely disappeared. Her face was flushed and her lips 
were trembling. But what Wilder also noticed was that her big chest was 
heaving up and down and her legs, though covered by her dress, had 
inadvertently parted slightly. Wilder smiled to himself "oh, you're going to 
do much more than that" he thought. He also hoped his hidden camera with the 
wide angle was catching everything.



Miriam was caught completely off-guard and was totally shocked. This was 
worse than her worst nightmare and she couldn't think straight. She didn't 
even notice Wilder looking at her chest or her legs. All she could think of 
was that she was going to lose her once in a lifetime job unless she acted 
fast.



Wilder finished speaking and then paused to let Miriam respond. She mumbled 
something about being sorry, very sorry and that she didn't want to lose her 
position. Wilder immediately responded by saying this wasn't a demotion, 
that he intended to summarily fire her and let all know what had happened.



At this point Miriam broke down and started to cry. She pleaded with Wilder 
and reminded him of all her past work. Wilder noticed that her big chest was 
heaving even more now and he wondered what type of bra she was wearing. Oh 
well, now's the time to spring the trap he thought.



Looking directly as the almost hysterical Miriam he said "I don't want to 
destroy you, Miriam, I might consider some other correction but I'm not sure 
you're right for it". Miriam immediately jumped at the opening and said 
"please, give me just one more chance, you won't be sorry, I promise. 
Please."



Wilder boldly said "Miriam, take off your shoes." Miriam was again stunned 
and just sat still for a moment. Wilder said "now" Dazed, Miriam mindlessly 
reached down and removed both her flats, placing the shoes by her pantyhosed 
feet. Wilder then said "give me your shoes and ask me to give you a nice 
foot massage." Miriam regained some of her composure and said "Mr. Wilder, 
what is this?" Wilder said "I need you to do exactly what I say or you're 
fired. I'll also inform our competitors and your entire career will be over. 
Your choice. Now let's see those sexy feet"



Miriam couldn't believe it. She was a professional, mature businesswoman now 
being reduced to some kind of fetish plaything. She was mad but also still 
shaken from everything that had happened. Slowly, hesitantly, she reached 
down and picked up her shoes. She then reached across Wilder's desk handing 
him her shoes with shaking hands. In a subdued tone she said "please give me 
a foot massage."



Wilder was overjoyed. He finally had this stuck-up babe with the killer tits 
where he wanted her. He had always had a secret foot fetish and Tom's 
information about Miriam had played right into his hands. Taking the shoes 
he then told Miriam to come around and sit on the desk in front of him. 
Miriam blushed a deep red and slowly stood up. She considered running from 
the room or even slapping this old pervert but then she realized she didn't 
have much choice. She walked around the desk stopping in front of Wilder. 
She then demurely put her bottom up on the desk with her legs dangling 
directly in front of Wilder.



Wilder took his time staring at Miriam's sexy pantyhosed feet. He reached 
down and put her left foot on his right knee while he started massaging her 
other. As he kneaded her foot Wilder said "tell me what bra size you wear, 
Dear"



Once again Miriam blushed a deep crimson red. As Wilder was massaging her 
feet he kept raising her legs and Miriam worked hard to keep her dress down 
so that no more of her legs were exposed to this lecher. Wilder put her 
right foot on his shoulder as he massaged her left one. Since his head was 
in between her feet this had the effect of spreading Miriam's legs apart in 
front of his face. Miriam tried to lower her right foot but Wilder said 
"leave it there and tell me your bra size."



Miriam couldn't believe this was happening to her. She was always in control 
but now all she could do was push her dress down between her legs so that at 
least Wilder couldn't see all the way up to her panties. As he stared at her 
calves and ankles and alternated massaging her feet Miriam felt totally 
helpless. Wilder started rubbing her right calf moving toward her knee and 
he said "bra size, now!"



Miriam had her left foot on Wilder's right shoulder as he held her right 
ankle and stroking her calf. She was trying to keep her dress pushed down 
but he kept inching upward. In a shaking voice she said "36". Wilder paused 
and moved his gaze from her legs to her eyes. He said "I always thought you 
had a big rack, but 36, wow". In his mind he had imagined what this babe's 
big tits might look like and now he was convinced he was going to find out.



Miriam was totally humiliated. Before she could say anything Wilder moved 
his right hand to her right thigh past her hand holding down her dress. 
Miriam tried to keep her dress down but Wilder said "put your hands on my 
shoulders, do it now." He kept rubbing her panty-hosed thigh while Miriam 
slowly, reluctantly moved her hand away from her dress and put it on the fat 
old man's shoulder.



Without anything to hinder him now, Wilder began massaging the shaken woman's 
inner thighs, pushing her dress over his head. Miriam had never been so 
helpless and embarrassed. With her hands and legs on Wilder's shoulders she 
was now spread-eagled as he stared at her panty-hosed crotch. Wilder then 
added to her acute embarrassment as he reached up and patted her panty-hosed 
crotch and said "white panties" and laughed.



Miriam bucked against his touch but the old man continued to rub her through 
the material of her undergarments. Miriam pleaded "please, not there" but 
Wilder continued to press his fingers against her vaginal area successfully 
finding her clitoris. Breathing heavily now, Miriam said "Mr. Wilder, please 
stop, please" as the older man continued to rub her most personal area.



Suddenly Wilder stopped his assault and moved Miriam's right leg over his 
head. He pulled her dress down and looked at the disheveled woman. "Ok, you've 
got nice legs but let's see more." As Miriam tried to move off the desk 
Wilder reached up under her dress and pinched her left cheek, saying "nice 
ass" and further adding to her discomfort.



As Miriam stood before Wilder he reached up and grabbed her right breast. 
Miriam started to move away but Wilder said "stay here, put your hands down 
and let's talk" and put his legs on either side of the trapped woman. Wilder 
reached up and cupped Miriam's other breast and, as he groped her breasts, 
kneading and squeezing them, Miriam lowered her hands to her side. 
Triumphantly Wilder said "did you file the Oster contract, Tits?"



Miriam meekly said "yes" as Wilder continued to fondle her, finding her 
nipples and pinching them in turn. Miriam endured this but a small moan 
escaped her lips. Wilder smiled. He then stood up and walked Miriam back to 
her chair and said "now, take off that dress and hand it to me." As Miriam 
tried desperately to think of an alternative, Wilder's phone rang. Wilder 
picked it up, nodding at Miriam to hurry with her dress. Defeated, Miriam 
unzipped her dress and stepped out of it, holding it in front of her. Wilder 
said "ok, put it on hold" and put the phone down. He looked at Miriam and 
said "give me the dress and walk around my office slowly. I want to look you 
over without all those clothes. Oh and by the way, I'll have to take this 
call shortly."



Miriam took hope that her ordeal was nearly over. She slowly walked around 
the room, avoiding the windows with the open blinds. Wilder motioned for her 
to come back in front of him at his desk. Reluctantly Miriam walked over in 
just her bra, pantyhose and panties and handed the overweight lecherous man 
her dress. Wilder pulled her down into his lap and then punched the 
speakerphone button on his console.



"Yes, this is John Wilder" he said into the speaker as his right hand moved 
to the nervous mature woman's shoulder blades. "Hello, Mr. Wilder, this is 
Phil Young with the supply report for today" came the answer. Miriam cringed 
as she recognized Phil Young's voice; he was her main competition in the 
company and she couldn't stand him. He was married, two kids, about 45 and 
very self assured. He seemed the All-American type and he was constantly 
trying to please Wilder.



"Yes, Phil, go ahead" said Wilder and at the same time he reached up to the 
helpless wife's bra and squeezed her large left breast. Miriam jerked and 
grabbed Wilder's hand, trying to move it away as Phil Young droned on with 
his report. Wilder then moved his right hand to her right breast and began 
his assault on her other large breast. Miriam grabbed tried to grab this 
wrist also but Wilder put his hand on the back of her neck and turned her 
face so that she was looking directly at him. He interrupted Young and said 
"Phil, Miriam is here and she has a few thoughts on the Oster account."



Miriam was aghast. She hesitated and Wilder frowned at her and nodded for 
her to go ahead. She struggled to begin and said "Good morning". As she did 
so Wilder reached back down to her right breast and started rubbing it again 
through her large, conservative bra. At the same time he increased his 
pressure on her left breast, ignoring her hand on his wrist. Miriam paused 
and Wilder impatiently nodded for her to go on with her report. As she tried 
to pry his hands away from her large breasts Wilder shook his head "no" 
vehemently.



Miriam had no choice. She slowly released her grip on the probing hands and 
said in a halting voice "the Oster account is proceeding well". As she 
continued with the details of her account report Wilder groped the helpless 
mature woman's large breasts, rubbing and squeezing them both at the same 
time. Phil Young interrupted her plight with a meaningless question designed 
to show Wilder that the younger man was on top of his game. As Miriam 
struggled with an answer, Wilder reached into her white bra and cupped her 
big left breast. Before she could react the old man had pulled it free and 
was now squeezing it while flipping her large pink nipple with his thumb. 
Wilder admired the conservative businesswoman's big tit, still firm with a 
little sag, a nice large pink aeriole and the cutest pink nipple trying to 
hide from his view.



"Yes, Miriam?" came Young's voice over the speakerphone. The normally 
prudish older lady struggled to continue as she half-heartedly reached for 
Wilder's marauding hand. Again Wilder frowned at her and she moved her hand 
away. Smiling, Wilder then cupped her other breast and pulled it out of the 
protective bra. The normally conservative, mature wife now had both of big 
breasts out in the open in her boss's office. He pulled on her nipple while 
he continued rubbing and squeezing her left breast. Again he admired her 
great tits, big and fairly firm with their darkish pink aerioles and pink 
nipples. As his assault continued Miriam tried to remain coherent but a 
small moan escaped her lips as Wilder began pulling on her left nipple now, 
causing both nubs to extend out. She concluded her report as best she could 
as Wilder continued to grope and play with her big naked breasts.



As Young continued his report, Wilder moved Miriam's legs so that she now 
had to straddle the old man's right leg. As he squeezed her helpless left 
breast he moved her extended nipple to his mouth and began to suck. At the 
same time he gently rocked his leg and used his free hand to reach into the 
back of the poor woman's pantyhose and panties. Miriam tried hard to remain 
quiet but his relentless sucking on her sensitive nipple combined with his 
rocking leg on her crotch was having an effect. Wilder reached down to her 
crack and the wife put her hand on his wrist stopping his progress. Wilder 
looked at her bit down a little harder on her delicate nipple. As he held 
her breast and sucked her nipple he motioned for her to take off her 
pantyhose.



Miriam wished that Young would finish the report so she could say something 
to Wilder about his assaults on her mature womanhood. But Young continued to 
talk and Wilder pushed her to a standing position, again motioning for her 
to take off her pantyhose. As he did so he continued to squeeze her big 
naked breast, tweaking her unprotected nipple.

Miriam groaned audibly and began to take off her pantyhose as Wilder played 
with both her breasts. As she stepped out of the pantyhose, Wilder raised 
both of her big breasts by the nipples, jiggling them obscenely. Miriam said 
"ouch" and Young paused in his dissertation. As Wilder continued to jiggle 
her breasts, Miriam was reduced to saying "excuse me Phil, I hit my knee, 
oww, ohh, ooh" in a breathless voice. Wilder smiled wolfishly rubbing her 
aerioles and continually pulling her nipples.



Young started talking again and Wilder put Miriam back on his right knee, 
facing him. He interrupted Young again, saying "Miriam, your comments thus 
far?" Again the mature wife struggled to find something to say as Wilder 
reached down and began unzipping his pants. Mortified, Miriam watched as 
Wilder pulled his semi erect member from his pants and put her right hand on 
it. He used his left hand to begin moving her hand in a pumping motion while 
using his right to again grope the wife's big left breast. As Miriam began 
to talk Wilder nodded for her to continue to pump his organ. Defeated, she 
said "I don't think so at this time" into the speakerphone while she began 
to work the old man's cock up and down. Wilder then used his free hand to 
maul her other breast.



Wilder was in heaven. He had the big-titted, stuck-up prude wife he'd 
fantasized about sitting on his lap in only her panties with her big jugs 
out for him to play with. Her nice big tits were even better than he 
imagined and he had observed how she had acted when he rubbed her clit. At 
the same time Miriam was stroking his cock, helpless to say or do anything. 
As Young finally started to finish his report, Wilder felt the beginnings of 
his orgasm. He put the mature woman's left nipple in his mouth, alternately 
sucking and biting it gently, while he fondled her right breast freely, 
squeezing and bouncing it obscenely. He hoped his camera was catching all 
the action; he might want to use it for more fun later.



As Miriam watched helplessly, Wilder began to shoot his spunk all over her 
hand, arm and up onto her bare stomach, getting some on her white panties. 
Horrified, she watched as Wilder then used her hand to spread his cum on her 
big breasts, ensuring to get it on her sensitive nipples. Young finished his 
report and Wilder said "thanks, Phil, we'll get back to you" and hung up the 
phone. He looked at Miriam and said "nice start, Tits, next time I'll want 
to see that cute pussy and fine ass. You can go now, I'll be in touch with 
you on how I want you to dress tomorrow".



As Miriam gathered her clothes and shoes and rose to leave, the old lecher 
reached into her white panties and pinched her ass. All Miriam could do was 
say "ouch" and walk toward the door to get dressed. Totally unnerved, she 
forgot the open blinds as she walked by, her large spunk smeared breasts 
bouncing nakedly and her enlarged nipples covered with Wilder's drool.