Packer Does The Office Pt. 03
I wasn't planning to do this one, but I had the idea rattling for the last story in this one in my head for a while and then had some requests to do another Packer Does the Office. So, I went back through Packer's appearances to see if I missed any. Some of these he didn't quite appear with the people involved, but I think they work well enough. And as with the earlier two, these stories are all pretty much right into the action. If you are looking for more story-based tales these aren't them.
I was originally planning to have another story as part of this, but it got too long to appear with this one so that will be a standalone story that makes up Packer Does The Office Pt 4, coming soonish after this.
Thank you, ResqJack for editing.
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Packer had noticed a few pairs of panties that had been sealed up but had fallen under the seat of his convertible. They must have shuffled under there over the years. Even though it had been a while, he knew where each came from. After labeling them correctly he reminisced on each of them.
Season 7 Episode 17
Packer had once again been called by Michael to star in the stupid film he had supposedly been putting together for what seemed like the past decade. Packer wasn't really interested in doing it, but frankly, it kept Michael from bothering him about sales and it was typically a laugh to see how inept Michael was at filmmaking.
Michael wasn't sure what he wanted Packer to do yet for the scenes set for the day, but he felt sure he would need him. This happened about once a month to everyone in the office, a day where they all show up and maybe one or two are actually used. Today they were in what had been set up to look like a hospital.
As Packer was milling about, he noticed a new face amongst their midst. Michael made the introductions to Packer and his new girlfriend Helene. An older woman, but not really showing it in the outfit she was currently in. They were supposed to be doing a scene where Helene was Michael's nurse, and she was dressed for the part.
A typical Halloween nurses' outfit, that even then seemed to be about one size too small for Helene. The dress clung to her body and made sure her ample cleavage was on full display and Packer didn't bother hiding his leering. He also didn't mind checking out her ass too which wasn't being hidden much by the rather short hem of the dress.
Michael seemed oblivious to all his staring and while Helene didn't like it, she was doing all this to please Michal and didn't want to rock the boat too much. So, she put up with his staring, and eventually, she had to admit she sort of enjoyed it. Michael had been the first man in a while to show interest in her, and now his friend was too. Even over the other woman who they worked with, who were milling about. Packer had to admit there was always something extra special about managing to slip into the panties of someone else's partner and he was planning for this not to be an exception.
After finishing her scene with Michael, Helene was preparing to leave for the day when Packer sauntered up to her. Packer made sure to get to her before she changed out of her outfit.
"Michael actually wants you to do another scene in a bit with me, he thought I should introduce myself before we work together. I'm Packer," Packer his hand out and Helene gingerly took it noticing Packer was unabashedly looking down her shirt as he did.
"Might as well run the lines for a bit," Packer suggested after finally looking up into her eyes. She nodded in response, not noticing everyone else was leaving as he led her back towards the hospital setting, they had built up.
Packer went behind the curtain and was rummaging around for a bit, telling Helene he needed a quick costume change. When he finally pulled the curtain back Packer was laying on the hospital bed, propped up with a pillow. He was wearing a hospital gown, that was just long enough to hide his cock. Keeping his crotch out of sight from Helene for now.
"Michael wants you to give me a checkup then I think the next scene is you giving me a sponge bath," Packer tells a skeptical Helene. He is wearing the right outfit, but Michael didn't tell her anything about this. Still, though she didn't want to upset Michael by accusing one of his friends of anything untoward.
So, she grabbed the stethoscope from the table beside her and pressed it on his chest. She really didn't know what she was doing but thought she could humor him for a bit and avoid any more talks of baths. She puttered around him doing whatever checkup stuff she could think of and making "realistic" chit-chat a nurse would make. While she did this Packer took advantage of her being distracted to openly leer at her body on display.
The outfit riding up her body even more as she moved around. Her tits and ass threatening to pop out with each sway of her hips. Her areolas and nipples peeking out occasionally as she bent over him. He resisted the urge to reach up and just grab her udders, knowing it will be far sweeter to let her be the one making the moves.
Helene has gone through all she can think to check him over and now nervously glances between him and the bucket with a sponge in it that is set up beside the bed. He smirks at her before nodding at the bucket and giving it a shake with his hand. She sighed and moved towards it.
"Michael really wanted me to give you a fake sponge bath?" Helene asked, desperately wanting him to admit it was a joke he was pulling on her.
"Of course, you know how Michael wants realism for his film," Packer responded, staring down at her cleavage as he talked.
"He wants realism for this film?" Helene asked incredulously thinking every part of this process for her had been ridiculous. From the outfit to the dialogue, it seemed Michael didn't have much talent.
"For sure, now get to sponging," Packer replied wanting to get her back on task, his dick wanting to rise at hearing her trash talking Michael.
She sighed, not looking forward to this. Planning to just start with his legs and hope it would end before it got anywhere beyond that. She dipped the sponge in the water and started brushing it on his leg. This movement was too much for her poor dress. Her tits jiggling obscenely with each brush of the sponge, eventually leading to the tits having enough of their confines and popping out.
Helene didn't notice allowing Packer free reign to enjoy the view. Swinging as she worked, he wondered how she couldn't feel the difference. Splashes of water getting on them each time brought the sponge out of the bucket.
At the sight of her now glistening, pump globes Packer felt his cock start to rise. The gown strained to keep it in but eventually, it brushed it back as it proudly stood to attention. The act of the gown falling back alerted Helene to look up where it took her a moment to even process what she was seeing.
"Oh my!" Helene finally exclaimed at the sight of his monstrous cock poking up from the gown that was unable to contain it any longer.
"Well can you blame me?" Packer replied gesturing to her tits hanging, nipples quickly hardening at the sight before her.
Helene finally noticed her tits were out, but Packer was happy to notice she didn't try to cover them at all. Too mesmerized by the dick gently swinging as it strained upwards. Packer had waited too long in his opinion for this and wanted things to move a bit quicker now that he got her where he wanted her.
"What? Never seen a cock this big before?" Packer goaded her, and she couldn't give more than a gentle shake of her head. Her eyes were glued to his member. "Scott doesn't quite add up?" Packer further pushed her.
"No..." Helene weakly muttered, having never seen something so magnificent during her life, and she had been around the block for a while.
Packer didn't even have to prompt her as her wet hand reached forward as if it had a mind of its own. Gripping his cock at the bottom of his shaft she couldn't believe how little her hand was covering in terms of length and thickness.
Her hand started to move up and down his shaft. She let out a soft moan as she finally managed to get to the tip which let out a bit of precum as she did. She stroked it, letting the water mix with the precum as she worked to cover his cock in wetness. No plan just enthralled at feeling and the sight of her lathering it up.
While her mind was elsewhere her other hand as if on reflex dipped into the bucket and pulled out the sponge, stroking him off with that. The veins encircling it swelled up with the cock and she could feel the blood pulsing through his cock as her hand and sponge worked it. While Packer enjoyed her rapturous admiration of his cock, he wanted something more.
"Wrap your tits around this and get to work," Packer commanded and momentarily Helene was startled out of her almost trance-like focus. She quickly did as she was told though and found herself back into a similar sort of glaze. Her mind not thinking or working beyond doing all she could to worship the cock in front of her the best she could.
Her big tits molded around his cock that still managed to poke out of the top. Packer reached forward pulled of her nipples that were already as hard as diamonds, she moaned louder this time. Feeling the wetness in her panties as soon as Packer let go, she started to work her tits up and down his shaft.
Very few women had the ability to tit fuck him, and Packer was happy to have found one who could. Her soft flesh enveloping his cock was aided by the copious amounts of water and precum that were slathered all over his meat. She was a woman possessed, her eyes never leaving his cock as her hands did all that could to make sure his cock stayed nestled up nicely between her mounds.
Her pace picked up, and her tongue darted out occasionally, to lick up the precum before it could spill out. She came to relish the taste and wanted more. She moved until her mouth encircled the tip while her tits worked up and down the shaft. Her tongue circling over the tip she still couldn't fathom a man could fit through her juicy breasts and still have more than enough left over for her to suck on.
Packer watched happily as her whole body worked to please his cock. She wasn't leaving any effort on the table. He was happy to see her ass had busted out of the dress as well as it rode up her body during the titty fucking. It jiggled as she continued to please him, his shaft now covered in a mixture including her saliva as well.
Her jugs smashed into his thighs each time, both relishing the feeling of even more skin against skin. Packer was content to let her work her tits over him for a little while longer and she was more than happy to do whatever she could for his cock. The relentless bouncing of her titties around his cock was enjoyable, the sight of this sexy older woman working his shaft purely for his pleasure was extremely satisfying.
He pulled himself up to a sitting position while she continued to titty fuck him and started spanking her ass in encouragement. It got redder and redder with each spank, but she moaned into his cock with each one. He reached around and started to peel her panties off her. Even in her daze she recognized what he was doing and used one of her hands to help him. As she pulled them off Packer snatched them before they could be discarded but she didn't notice as her hands and mouth went back to diligently work on his cock alongside her breasts.
Packer took his fingers and placed them at the bottom of his shaft, lubing them up with the copious liquids pooling up down there. Starting with two fingers he circled them around her asshole, prompting groans of pleasure from Helene into his cock.
Without a word he pressed his middle finger in, not getting too far before finding out she was much more receptive than he expected. Slipping his pointer in her asshole, it practically sucked his fingers in. Her whole body was desperate for release, as her moans got louder and louder. To her credit, Packer noted she never stopped titty fucking him.
Finally, he felt his fingers reach their end, using the tips of them to tease her sensitive ass. Pulling them out and in he started to fuck her ass with his fingers, and she quickly started bucking her ass back to meet them. Hearing she was close and seeing how into it she was Packer quickly inserted a third finger, which her ass willingly accepted quickly.
Plunging them in and out now he could feel both getting close. Her ass was bucking wildly now wanting him to get her off. He gently pulled her face and tits off his cock and started stroking the cock along with her aiming at her tits. Her mind was gone at this point and just went along with whatever he did. He felt himself about to bust and inched backward to ensure maximum coverage.
His pent-up cum blasted out as rope after rope of his thick cum covered her tits. As she felt the first bit of his cum hit her, she came as well, surprising them both with an almost explosive squirting of her own. Only staying upright as she was held up by Packer's fingers still deep in her ass. On the other side of her, she was finding out how her body reacted to the naughty pleasure Packer had been giving her as her pussy was absolutely gushing as she came. Her cum splashing off the floor, as her legs wobbled, Helene was just glad to stay upright.
Packer focused mostly on ensuring he fully unloaded on her tits, but his other hand diligently kept pumping away. Wanting to make Helene cum just as hard as he did. As he looked down at her tits, he had to admit that would be a tall task, her heaving globes were covered in a thick glaze of his doing. As he glanced at the floor though, he thought she was giving him a run for his money with how slippery it was looking.
They both were now gazing upon the ejaculate they had blasted out, while they caught their breath. Helene was the first to move, her legs unsteady as she walked and her tits were still out, she tried to carefully step over the drenched floor and move towards the exit. Her dress still hiked up as well, showing off her ass which showed marks of the spankings and the pounding from his fingers still. She got to the door and look back at Packer.
"Thank you," Helene said breathlessly to an also satisfied Packer who nodded in response. She shakily sauntered off to who knows where while Packer laid back in the bed.
Season 7 Episode 25
Creed had been promoted to interim manager due to his seniority after DeAngelo and Dwight had crashed and burned in that position. This had worked out about as well as expected, with him attempting a coup within the first few hours. This led to Jo deciding to bring in the next most senior employee. To everyone's surprise, this meant that the usually traveling salesman Packer was placed in charge of the office.
This was even a surprise to Packer, but not necessarily a bad one. He typically didn't repeat his conquests too much but getting to boss people around while dicking down a lady or two didn't sound too bad to him. At least for a day or so. He strutted into the office and immediately noticed two very distinct looks being shot his way.
All the men, and the few women he wouldn't bother sleeping with and a few he hadn't so far were trying their best to suppress glares his way. The women he had fucked were trying and failing to mirror the looks the others were giving him. Lust, the raw animalistic kind was apparent on several faces. Luckily for them, Packer was the only one to notice this.
Also lucky for Packer he quickly noticed a new face in the office. Jordan was a hot, young, and lithe brunette who had no idea what Packer had in store for her. Her shoulder-length dirty blonde hair was tucked behind her ears, making sure her beautiful face was on full display. A close-fitting top showed off her tight body and breasts. Her sculpted legs were wrapped in a dark, short skirt that made sure her ass was always on display and all perched on heels only a young woman would try to pull off.
Hired to be DeAngelo's executive assistant she now kept that job with each new manager. Packer was going to be the first to take full advantage of this fact. It didn't take long for him to settle into his office. After getting through a quick meeting with Jo where he was told what he should be doing for his job, most of which he entirely zoned out of, he was then ready to take control of the office. Or at least one person inside of it.
While some of the other women were hoping to get some attention from him, he only called Jordan into his office. Making sure the blinds and door were securely closed he had her sit in front of his new desk. Adorned with his new W. Hung plaque to match his license plate on his desk, Jordan was thinking their new manager was going to be even more delusional than the last one and Creed was making up new languages as the day went on.
"You a big William Hung fan?" Jordan asked, gesturing towards the plaque. A momentary look of annoyance crossed Packer's face before he replaced it with a smirk.
"People ask me that all the time, I've never heard of him," Packer replies.
"Then what does the plaque mean?" Jordan asks, ignoring that Packer's smirk just got even bigger.
"I think it would just be easier if I just show you," Packer responds, knowing he has her now. While he waits for her response his hands get to work quietly unbuckling his belt and then pulling his pants down.
"Uhhh sure..." Jordan replies confused at what he could be showing her.
Packer rose from his desk, and Jordan's eyes were focusing on his head as he rose. Only after he was fully standing did she notice something else on him was standing to attention as well. It took her several seconds to even process what she was seeing, it was so different from anything she had ever experienced. His cock was harder and bigger than she had ever seen one and was pointing directly at her.
"Just in case you don't get it yet, the plaque stands for well hung," Packer joked, to Jordan who barely registered what he said. Her eyes and mind were glued to the slightly wobbling piece of meat jutting from his body. Jordan nodded dumbly though, enough of what he said making its way to her subconscious. She couldn't disagree with what he was saying at all.
"Guessing by your stare, you wouldn't mind experiencing this?" Packer asks her, and she once again nods, this time a bit quicker. She was no stranger to strange cock, but nothing she had the pleasure of fucking compared to this behemoth. She slowly moved to his side of the desk, then started to move down to try and wrap her lips around him. Before she could though he stopped her.
"Wouldn't want to mess up your makeup and have you walk out there, invites a lot of questions we wouldn't want to answer," Packer tells her with a wink. She is disappointed, but content to let him decide what to do then, her eyes never leaving his piece.
She is startled by his hands grabbing her around the waist and hoisting her onto the desk. He also started to bunch her skirt up towards her waist once she was settled. She propped herself by her elbows on the desk and let him take control. He peels her panties off her now sopping pussy and pockets them.
She couldn't wait any longer and reaches between her legs. Moaning as she felt her hands encircle his impossibly hard cock, and she pulled it towards her. Fumbling as her positioning was awkward, she did her best to line it up to her drenched lips. As soon as she did, Packer plunged forward. His head pressing forward inch after inch, not struggling at all with how slick she had quickly become.r"
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