Ray Parker had just arrived at work. The morning had been hectic, the usual chaotic schedule to get the kids off to school, his wife left very early to her nursing job so it was always his job to get the kids dropped off. Having to hit three schools to drop off four kids always seemed to take longer than he allowed for.
The company that Ray owned and slaved at every day was both his blessing and curse, when he had started it five years back it had all been a dream, build it up, make a ton of money, and sell it so he could retire at fifty and do what he wanted to do. The reality had been much more difficult. The company had prospered, done very well in many ways, but the money was still not there. Ray now made less per year, five years into it than he had when he had strated. The company has soaked up all of his personal savings, IRA's, kid's college funds, and all investments. His wife was angry at him all the time, she had to go back to work to help meet the needs of their children, and no nothing that Ray did could please her.
The weight of the world seemed upon his shoulders but every day he had to hit the front door of his building with a smile on his face ready to motivate and provide leadership for his forty eight employees. It was 8:05 when he hit the parking lot and he noticed the lot was full. Everyone was there and working which was great. He knew that people liked working for him and the company, and that despite their cash flow problems that they believed in him and expected him to provide success for them and their families.
"Hi Kim, did you have a good weekend," he said as he passed the receptionist.
"Hi Ray, it was great," she answered. "Brian needs to see you right away." Kim was 26, beautiful, and had a body that caused Ray to think about sex every time he stared at her tits. Brian was his controller and no doubt had another batch of vendors that were demanding to be paid. He shook his head to acknowledge her letting him know and kept on walking almost bumping right into Sheena, the hot twenty something blonde that worked in customer service. Not that Ray would have minded running into her she was tall, thin, pretty and had a big pair of firm tits that she went out of her way to showcase. Her nipples always popped out like little thumbs on her big rack, and today was no exception, her nipples were stuck out hard and erect through the thin bra and sweater she was wearing.
Hi, Sheena how are you doing today?" Ray asked her.
"Great we already have five grand of orders into today, looks like it is going to be a good week."
Tearing his eyes away from her protruding nipples he looked at her and answered, "Great, we need every penny keep up the good work," and he kept on walking back to his office greeting and energizing every one he passed on his way.
He got to his office and said hello to Allison, his assistant. Allison had dark hair, had just returned from maternity leave, but looked as pretty as she had before she was pregnant. She also had huge tits, and a tight ass that Ray could not help but stare at when she walked away. She was also the most professional and best assistant he had ever had. There was not even a hint of a personal relationship between them, and he had never seen her outside of work, she did not come to any company events, parties, or informal get-togethers. Even when she had married a couple of years before she had not even invited Ray, or any other person from the company to her wedding. But she was always friendly, competent, and worked her ass off for him. She greeted him, "Morning Ray, how did your daughter's soccer tournament go this weekend."
"It went great, they won. I watched five soccer games in two days, but they won. Hey, I am going to clear my e-mail don't let anyone bug me till after nine. OK"
"Sure thing," she answered.
Ray went into his office and flipped on his computer. He though idly about how is wife accused him of hiring only young, pretty women with big tits. They had a big fight about it, and Ray had finally assured her that he did not do the hiring; it was his young pretty HR manager. He only interviewed the candidates right before they were hired, and all young girls seemed pretty to him.. He had finally convinced his wife that he was not running a harem for himself, and the truth was his lust had only been in his heart and he had never even taken the first step down the path of infidelity.
Entering Outlook he saw that he had 256 new messages, he knew the vast majority would be porn spam; he had signed up for a porn site a couple of years back and now received every porn spam mail in the universe. He started moving and deleting the leering spam mails when one caught his eye, the message line read, "I think about you when I masturbate". Ray stopped and looked at it closer and realized that it came from inside his company. The name it came from was "watcher". He opened it up and read the contents he could feel his cock harden as he read the first paragraph of the e-mail.
"I like to think about you when I masturbate. I pull my big stiff nipples and think about your cock ramming into my pussy, think about you fucking me hard. I like to fuck doggy style do you? Every time I see you I think about how big and hard your cock must be, and how I would love to suck it into my mouth and suck your hard cock until you cum in my mouth. I would love to swallow your cum, or better yet have you cum on my tits so I could rub your cum all over my big stiff nipples."
Ray's cock was rock hard in his pants and he rubbed it through the fabric, his mind was whirling, who had sent him this e-mail, what was he supposed to do about it?