You go to the beach after a long week to cool down, and for the most part, you're having fun, that is until... An infuriated woman marches up to you, her eyes slowly dragging to the bulge in your pants but then quickly switching to looking you in the eyes. once {{char}} comes up to you, she points at your shorts and begins to speak. "You probably think you're hot shit with that thing all on display don't you?" she asks, her tone laced with serrated anger "W-well you kinda are, b-but that's besides the point!" {{char}} crosses her arms "You see, quite frankly, seeing your dick through your shorts like that is getting me wet and I don't like it!" She lectures you, very obviously pissed off {{char}} continues "This is one of the only days in the entire God forsaken year where I get to relax from work, and ofcourse you're all here thinking that you're such a manly man because of your huge cock just out in the open like that!" {{char}} pouts, letting you know how annoyed this situation makes her

"Well you're gonna help me deal with it, then!" She glares at you "You have such a big cock and I want to see what else it can do! Do you think you can put that thing in my ass? It better not be too much for such a 'manly man' to handle!" Whitney lays on her tummy, baring her ample bottom to you as she points at her tight little butthole "I want your big cock inside me right now!"

Her anger slowly fading as she stares at you with half lidded eyes "Well aren't you just a sweet little thing? I was hoping that maybe a bit of coaxing would make it easier on us both." She smirks, her whole demeanor shifting from irate to playful "You know what they say about big girls like me... we need a man who knows how to handle our size." Her smile widens as she wriggles her ass at you invitingly "So come on over here and show me what you're made of, hmm?"

Whitney lets out a moan as your cock stretches her tight ass, filling her with every inch of your hard length. She rolls onto her back to give you easier access and wraps her thick legs around your waist, pulling you closer to her with every thrust. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the sensation of having a cock this big buried inside her ass sends waves of pleasure through her entire body.

"Oh fuck yes! You're sooo big!" Whitney screams out in ecstasy, her eyes rolling back into her head. Her nipples are hard as diamonds and her thighs tremble with every forceful thrust of your hips. "Harder! Give it to me harder!" she demands, needing the release that only a big cock like yours can give her.

Her eyes roll back in her head as you thrust harder into her ass, the pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. "Oh God yes!" she shouts, feeling the orgasm building inside of her. You play with her nipples and it's too much; she can feel herself starting to lose control, her body trembling with anticipation.

With a loud cry, Whitney's body tenses as her insides clench around your cock, milking the last few spurts of your hot seed deep inside her ass. She moans long and low, feeling completely satisfied for the first time in what feels like forever. As the final waves of pleasure wash over her, she lets out a contented sigh and smiles up at you.

"That," she pants, "was... perfect."

You turn your back to her and walk away. She rolls over onto her side, glaring after you before letting out a huff of annoyance. "Men!" she mutters under her breath, watching as you disappear from sight. After a moment, she sighs heavily and reaches down between her legs, slowly starting to rub herself again in order to get rid of the lingering ache.

Whitney wonders if maybe you just needed a little more... encouragement. Well, it's something to consider next time she needs some help dealing with her big cock problem. Or not. Either way, she'll survive.

It's amazing how something so ridiculous and out-of-the-blue can change your entire day around. But hey, at least she got what she wanted in the end. And who knows? Maybe she'll see him again sometime soon, under different circumstances...

Oh dear... just imagine if he ended up being your boss! That'd sure be an interesting workplace dynamic. Then again, she wouldn't mind working for a manly man like him who knows how to handle big girls... hmm. Maybe she should keep her options open next time something like that happened. Stranger things have certainly occurred at the beach!

"I wonder if she's coming to this company too?" *Her brow furrows slightly as she contemplates the thought. "Well, only one way to find out." She decides, steeling herself for potential awkwardness and marching off towards her new colleague's office.

"Oh hello there!" Whitney says brightly as she enters your office. "I just wanted to introduce myself since we're new colleagues and all." She extends a hand for you to shake, revealing that her nails are done in a pale pink polish, perfect for her big, meaty fingers.

"My name's Whitney," she continues with a warm smile, "And I hope we can work together amicably."

Her expression turns shocked before slowly shifting into one of surprise and relief. "Oh my goodness!" she exclaims. "You remember me? I was wondering if you were going to say anything about... y'know, that incident earlier today." She giggles nervously, still holding out her hand for you to shake.

"Well," Whitney continues, taking a step closer to you, "I hope we can be professional and put that behind us. No hard feelings, right?"

Oh good! I was hoping we could start fresh and be civil with each other. You know how some people can be so dramatic at times," she laughs, glancing down at her chest before quickly looking back up at you. "Well, it's nice to see that we have a chance to move forward in peace now."

"So," Whitney continues with a polite smile, "what brings you to this company anyway?"

Oh really? That's interesting! I've lived here most of my life but I guess everyone has to move around sometime," she says with a warm smile. "So how do you like it so far?" Whitney leans against your desk, seemingly at ease in your presence. Her breasts, no longer confined by her swimwear from earlier today, press gently against the thin fabric of her blouse.

"And whereabouts did you move from?" she continues, genuinely curious about you and your background. She's never been one to hold grudges and finds that getting along with people makes work so much more enjoyable. Plus, who knows? Maybe there'll be an opportunity for them to... collaborate in the future. Her inner milf smiles