Just Shoot Me

Just Shoot Me.

The office at Blush Magazine had sunk into a foul mood. The editor Jack Gallo did nothing but fight and bicker all the time with his top journalist, Maya Gallo, who also happened to be his daughter. Every day the tension between Jack and Maya became more vicious, and it was affecting the entire staff.

Nina Van Horn had finally had enough. She approach Jack one rainy afternoon after he and Maya had finished one of their spats. "Jack, you and Maya need therapy. No, really! You two need to see somebody, and I know just the guy." It took a while to convince Jack, and even longer to convince Maya. But when Elliot and Finch threw in their support, she finally agreed.

Jack and Maya began seeing Dr Pollack for one hour after lunch twice a week. It did not take too many sessions for Dr Pollack to state his startling deduction to his patients.

"I know what the problem is between you two, and it is easily curable," he announced.

Jack and Maya were aghast. "Really?"

"Certainly. It is sexual tension."

The patients exploded with indignation. "Doctor, how absurd! You can't be serious! It's disgusting to even suggest such a thing."

Dr Pollack calmly defended himself. "I will start with you, Jack, because your situation is much more transparent. You have had the ability to conquer most any woman you wanted. It has always left you wanting more, searching for a harder conquest. This whole magazine is testimony to your domination over women, not just their bodies, but their lives, how they dress, think and talk. How many times have you been married?

"The one woman in the world that you can not have is your daughter, Maya. You cannot conquer her sexually and, just as frustrating to you, you cannot conquer her mentally. She thwarts your authority constantly and rebels openly against the control your magazine exerts over women. Most telling is your latest marriage. Your wife is not about the same age as your daughter, she is exactly the same age as your daughter. They went to high school together. It is all too obvious."

Jack just sat dumbfounded, staring at the doctor.

The doctor then turned to his other patient. "And you, Maya. You have always struggled for your father's attention. Up until recently that struggle has taken its typical form. But certain events have changed that for you into a new struggle, a sexual struggle. First was your father's marriage to your high school friend. Now you saw someone your age getting the attention you wanted, but now the emotional attention became blurred with the sexual attention so obvious between Jack and his bride. The second event was your joining the staff of Blush Magazine. You feel insecure in your position because you have not earned it the same as everyone else."

"That's not true!" shouted Maya. "I worked very hard to get my position. I earned it. My education and experience is better than anyone else at Blush. Tell him, Daddy."

Dr Pollack calmly waited. "Maya," he asked, "How did all the other women get their positions at Blush?"

Maya mumbled. "What's that?" the doctor asked.

"They slept with the boss," she said aloud. Jack started.

"Exactly," said Dr Pollack. "They got their jobs by sleeping with your father. And a part of you cannot accept that you have not earned your job the same way as everyone else. You are over compensating. That's all the time we have today. I will see you two on Thursday."

Jack and Maya shuffled out of Dr Pollack's office in a daze. There was no fighting when they got back to the office. In fact, they didn't say "boo" or even make eye contact with each other until that next appointment. The entire staff was amazed.

Thursday's appointment came quickly. Dr Pollack entered the room and closed the door behind. Before even sat down, he said, "Maya, I want you to take your shirt off."

"What?!" she exclaimed.

"I want you to take your shirt off. We are going to begin solving the problem between you and your father. You too are suffering from sexual tension, which is only exacerbated by your work environment. Blush magazine focusing almost entirely on sexuality. You face the sexuality of men and women on a daily basis. It's your job, I suppose. But you two have not faced up to each other's sexuality. Jack needs to learn that you are a woman like any other woman, and you need to learn that he is a man just like any other man. Jack, you take your shirt off too. Come on, you two. Do it."

Jack and Maya slowly and quietly removed their shirts. They sat facing each other, Jack with his bare chest and Maya in here white brazier.

"There, now, that wasn't so bad," said the doctor. "Jack, what do you see?"

"Maya."

"Exactly, and Maya, what do you see?"

"My dad."

"Hmm. He's not just your dad. He is a man. I want you to use his name."

"I see Jack."

"Yes. Now, let us pick where we left off," said the doctor. They began their discussions as the early sessions had been, awkwardly at first, but after a while the conversation went as normal. After an hour, they put their shirts on and left.

The doctor began the next session the same way. Jack and Maya talked with their shirts off.

The session after that, the doctor said, "We are making progress, but I think we are not making progress fast enough. You two are still avoiding the issues. I want you to take your pants and skirt off." And so, there they sat, Jack in his boxers and Maya in her bra and panties, and talked.

The next session, Jack and Maya came in and immediately took their clothes off and sat down.

"How are things in the office now?" asked the doctor.

"Fine," they agreed.

"No fighting?" the doctor asked.

"None," they said.

"Are you talking to each other in the office?" he asked.

Maya and Jack were silent.

"It is just as I feared," said the doctor. "Maya, I want you to take all of your clothes off. Strip naked."

Maya stared at the doctor. She swallowed hard. Her mouth felt dry and her heart was pacing. She quietly took off her bra, her huge, luscious breast swung free. The doctor could not help but stare for a second until he regained his detached composure. Luckily, neither Jack nor Maya saw his momentary loss of control. Jack was transfixed on Maya's lovely body as Maya concentrated pulling off her panties as she sat on the leather couch facing them both.

"What do you see, Jack?"

Jack stammered for a second. "A beautiful woman," he said at last, with almost a sigh of relief. "God, your gorgeous, Maya..." Jack was sweating.

"Jack, I want you to remove your shorts." Jack started with embarrassment, and it was easy to see why. He was visibly aroused. Reluctantly, Jack stood up and pulled his shorts off, his erection swinging free in front of him.

"No, don't sit down yet," the doctor ordered. Jack stood facing Maya. "What do you see, Maya?"

"Oh," was all Maya could manage. She was overwhelmed at the size of her father's penis. It was huge, a true monster. She couldn't take her eyes off of it. Her once dry mouth began to water. Her skin felt prickly.

"What do you see, Maya?" the doctor repeated.

"I see a man. A very endowed man," she stated in awe.

"Jack, I want you to walk up to Maya." He did, almost mechanically. Jack and Maya were practically in a hypnotized state now, their minds washed with adrenaline and submissive to any command. Jack's penis swayed perfectly erect just inches in front of Maya's face. Here eyes never moved from it.

"Jack, reach down and feel Maya's breasts." He did, and Maya's eyes closed with a sigh.

"Jack, they feel like any other woman's breast, because Maya is woman, just like any other woman." Jack and Maya could barely hear the doctor now. Their breathing was heavy and musky.

"Maya, I want you to reach up and touch Jack's penis." Maya opened her eyes and held the shaft before her. Jack caught his breath as she automatically began to gently stroke its length. She was almost mesmerized by it. "Maya, it feels like any other man's penis because Jack is man, just like any other man." Maya could no longer hear the doctor. It was as if he were on a far hilltop.

"Oh, daddy," she murmured, "I had no idea. I mean, I knew, but I never imagined... It's so big."

Jack could barely hear Maya she spoke so softly. His pulse pounded in his ears. Looking down at his naked daughter stroking his dick, his whole body tightened and nearly shook.

Doctor Pollack stopped talking and watched, hoping that his hidden cameras were capturing all of this.

It happened. Maya opened her mouth and began sucking Jack's dick. "Ahh!" he exclaimed. His knees almost buckled. He began lightly pumping his hips. Maya eager accepted all she could, which wasn't much. He pulled back and pushed her backwards onto the couch. He quickly knelt and began exploring her entire body with his hands and tongue. Maya threw her had back and panted and cooed.

It was nothing but mad incoherent mutterings as the two frantically touched, fondled and kissed each other in a tangled heap on the leather couch. The doctor watched mesmerized. Jack spent most of his time focused on his daughter's huge tits. He found himself positioned between her legs, the tip of his dick made contact with Maya's wet, wet pussy. They paused for a moment, staring each other in the eye as Jack slowly pushed himself in. Maya's hand reached down to guide him, her eyes never leaving his. Their mouths opened in a silent gasp as he slid the last few inches in abruptly.

This still moment was immediately followed by ferocious pounding as Jack pumped Maya as fast and as hard as he could. The sweat flew off of him. He grabbed Maya behind her knees to gain further leverage. Maya's legs were splayed in the air. Her breasts bounced rhythmically as she screamed, panted and raved for more.

The doctor silent watched and hoped that his sound proof walls held.

"Fuck me, daddy! Fuck me, daddy! Oh, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," too which Jack could only responded with loud grunts and groans. They never changed their position. Jack just pumped into her like it was work. Maya shook and screamed with orgasm again and again till at last Jack spent himself with a loud, guttural, "Arrggh." He collapsed on her. She held him and petted his head as they both tried to catch their breath.

Minutes past, neither of them moving, until the chill of their nakedness brought them back to reality. They suddenly realized where they were and more shockingly that they were not alone. They both started, jumped and stared at the doctor who seemed not to have moved during this whole episode.

"I don't think you two will have any more problems at work now," he said calmly. "You don't need to say anything. You can get dressed now." He continued to speak as they quickly put their clothes back on. "I think that you will find all of the tension is gone between you. I still want to see you guys on a regular basis. Same time."

Jack and Maya left without speaking. They went their own separate ways back to work. Maya stopped for a cup of coffee and the deli. Jack had a beer at his bar. A couple of hours later they bumped into each other in the office. Remarkably, they found themselves talking about work as if nothing had happened.

Nina approached Jack. "Wow, what a difference in you two. For awhile there I thought the therapy was doing more harm than good."

"We had a breakthrough," Jack stated in a detached tone, and went into his office for the rest of the afternoon. "No calls," he told Finch.

The next session the doctor asked them to leave their clothes own. They talked as usual. As they were getting up to leave, the doctor said, "Maya, when you two get back to the office, I think you should earn your position in the company." And he left it at that.

Up till then, Maya had been extremely relaxed. Now her pulse began to race again. She felt the sweat on her back as she focused on controlling her composure.

Jack went straight back to his office. "No calls," he said and closed the door. Finch was getting use to this behavior after therapy. A little while later, Maya walked up to Jack's door. "Finch, I need to talked to Jack for a while. It's kind of important. Can you make sure that we are not disturbed?"

"Sure," said Finch nonchalantly, but his curiosity was peeked. Maya walked in to the office and closed the door. Finch opened a window on his computer, a live feed of the cameras he had hid in his boss's office.

When Maya entered, Jack quietly pushed a button at his desk that locked the door.

"How can I help you, Maya?" he asked.

"I've come to talk about my job. I think I deserve a promotion, with a raise."

They were role-playing, but the roles were real. Each one felt detached, as if watching themselves.

"A promotion, eh? What's in it for me?"

"I don't understand"

"Well, sweetheart," said Jack, taking a familiar tone, "People work for a promotion around here. They go the extra mile; give a little more than the rest. They use their assets to the fullest. What are you going to give? What assets do you have?" His eyes roamed her body.

"Mr Gallo", she said, "I'd do anything to get that promotion and raise."

"Anything?"

"Anything!"

"Stand up," he said in a commanding voice. Maya was wearing a short black skirt and a brown knit top. You could clearly see the black brazier through the knit material. She straightened the hem of her skirt as she stood. "Strip," he commanded.

"What?" she said.

"Strip," he repeated. "I want to see the assets you bring to the company. You're going to earn your promotion. Now strip!"

Maya shuttered with excitement as she quickly pulled down her skirt, pulled her blouse over her head. She shook her hair back into place as she reached behind to unsnap her bra. She lowered the bra and her marvelous breast swung free. She looked squarely at her father as she pulled her black panties down and let them drop to the floor.

"On your knees," he barked. She dropped to her knees. "Crawl over here." Maya slinked on all fours toward his lap, never taking her eyes off his.

Meanwhile, outside, Finch became unhinged. He gripped his desk, his eyes fixed on the video display coming from his boss's office. His whole body bent and jerked as if he wanted to jump up, stand still and run all at the same time. "Wow" he said over and over.

"What the hell is wrong with you," asked Elliot. Finch was so focused on his screen that he had not heard Elliot come up to him.

Finch jumped. "Nothing, nothing," he stammered. He quickly closed the window on his computer. "I gotta go," he said. Finch dashed off to find an empty office where he could log on and watch the live video feed in private. As he ran, he gloated in his technical accomplishments.

Maya reached the foot of Jack's chair and sat looking up at him on hands and knees.

"Go to work," Jack said as he leaned back in his chair.

Maya reached up and unzipped her father's pants. She tugged them out of the way and fished out the monster. She stared at in lovingly for a second and then commenced sucking and stroking it in earnest. Jack sighed. He reached down and stroked her hair and played with her bouncing breast. "Mmmm," he purred. "That feels good." Maya was doing an excellent job. She slurped and gasped as she caught her breath periodically.

Jack reached down and pulled Maya to her feet. Her petite naked body glistened, her breasts pointed out in obvious arousal. Jack guided her around. Without a word she understood that he wanted her to sit on the desk in front of him. Once situated, Jack leaned down and began licking her cunt furiously. Maya moaned and leaned back on the desk, her legs slowly raised above her fathers head. She quickly came as quietly as she could with fits and shakes, clutching her father's hair. He stood up and slowly pushed his way into her wet pussy. He placed his hands under ass and began pumping slowly and deliberately. He watched his daughter take it all. He delightfully played with her large, swaying breasts.

After a while, he pulled out. It was time to finish up. He turned her over so that she stood bending over the desk in front of his chair. He once again pushed into her sopping pussy, this time thrusting hard and fast. Maya reached across the desk to hold the edge. She bit back screams and stifled cries. She came again and again. Jack tensed and shook. As fast as she could, Maya whipped around, grabbed his dick and milked her father's cum out on to her face and tits. Jack collapsed into his chair. Maya knelt down and quietly cleaned his dick with her tongue.

"You have earned your promotion," he said at last. "You are now my Tuesday girl. I expect you in my office at 11 o'clock every Tuesday. People work to keep their jobs around here, you know." Maya hadn't known, but she was delighted. So that's what the daily 11 o'clock meetings were all about.

Therapy slacked off as Jack and Maya's Tuesday conference meetings took hold. Every Tuesday, they ritually fucked their brains out in Jack's office. They fucked standing up, sitting down, on the couch, in the closet, on the floor, on the desk. Maya especially liked to have her father sit on the sofa as she pleasured him, sitting on top of him, doing all of the work, till he came in a gush.

Next episode. Finch's blackmail and the "payment plan"