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Maggie Malone

It was in the middle of a long, hot summer. Being based in the middle of a large inner city where rival gangs were trying to burn each other out didn't help either. Not for the men of Ladder Co. 12, Engine # 46, Firehouse #3. It was an old building scheduled for refurbishment or closure, depending on which way the wind blew that week.

The men assigned to that particular firehouse were not a team and did not act like one. They were a loose knit jumble of trouble makers, newbies and men looking forward to retirement. In the high risk job they were in they needed to be able to count on each other. They needed something to bring them all together, which is why the District Chief sent for Maggie Malone.

Maggie was a rather small, grey-haired old lady who didn't impress those she met. What they didn't know is that her hair used to be fire red and she had a personality to match. She was the widow of an old firefighter and she was assigned with a troublesome unit to build Esprit De Corps. She lived in the firehouse, ate, bonded, and counseled the men. The District Chief had found her very useful in the past and had confidence in her ability to build these men into a team.

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The District Chief and Maggie arrived at Firehouse #3 just in time for shift change. Maggie was introduced to all of us and we were told that she was going to be our 'Mentor'. She would sleep in the lieutenant's office and would be available to us night or day for counseling. We started to grumble, but the DC gave us a look that would curdle milk and we shut-up. One of us carried her bag in and she set up residence in the Lt's office.

Over the next week, she was treated politely, but often ignored. We didn't know what to do with her. She had a nice shape for an old lady, she was short, but she had extra large tits and a shapely ass. Her face wasn't too bad either, but she reminded us of our grandmothers. Also, we remembered how the DC had acted when we started to complain about her. She was hands off as far as we were concerned. We even tried to tone down our language, which wasn't as easy as it sounded. We couldn't see what benefit she was, we still argued and fought, just not around her.

Everything came to a head on the hottest day of the year. We were cooked burgers and dogs out side on a grill. Maggie made corn-on-the-cob. She had bought it, shucked it and boiled it on the stove in the firehouse. It was cooling when she brought it out to the picnic table. The corn was well received until butter was mentioned. One of the newbies went to get it from the refrigerator. He returned empty handed, which started out an argument as to who was at fault.

Maggie just shook her head in disgust. She grabbed an ear of corn, which was cool enough to hold. Then putting a foot on top of the bench she then flipped her skirt up exposing her simple white cotton panties. She pulled the crotch of the panties aside with her hand and eased it into her pussy. To the amazement of those of us watching, she slowly pushed the corncob all the way in. Then she pulled it out and pushed it back in all the way, moaning softly. She put the ear of corn back in the basket and grabbed another. She treated each ear of corn the same, gradually gaining the attention of all of us. Once she had finished coating all of the corn with her sweet juice, she fixed her panties, took her foot down and smoothed her skirt. Maggie looked around the picnic table at us, just standing there with out mouths open for a few seconds. She then snorted in disgust, grabbed an ear of corn and started eating it. The rush to get a piece of corn was frantic.

Maggie sat down at the picnic table and slowly looked around at all of us nibbling on the corn and enjoying the unique flavor. "Now that I've got your attention, let me tell you what I will do to build you into a team." She looked into a pair of eyes that had brightened suddenly. "I will NOT turn into a 'Station Slut' or pull a train for you. I will listen to you; you can cry on my shoulder, you can rest your head on my breasts." She held them up so everyone could get a good look. "I will even relieve any sexual tension you might have by giving you a blow-job or letting you fuck my tits." She smiled sensuously. "I like having my big tits fucked."

Maggie continued, "You can come to me at any time, day or night. Sometimes you may have to wait until I wake-up with a cup of coffee, but I will be there for you. This does not mean you can stagger in at all hours, whip out your dick and expect a blow-job. You will have to talk to me for awhile, make me feel comfortable, not expect sex for sex's sake. Everything I do is to help you to become comfortable working, living with each other. You will learn to trust each other. It'll save lives, trust me." Maggie sat and finished her meal. Everyone seemed more relaxed and enjoyed the meal. We were stunned, but ready to accept her terms. Some of us were more than ready, after all, its not everyday a gem like Maggie falls into your lap.

Life at the station after that day was different. Maggie was always there for us. It was not uncommon to see someone sitting at the desk in the Lt's office, Maggie's room, with a big smile on his face. Maggie would be under the desk sucking on his cock, easing his tension. I myself took advantage of her generous offer. My wife and I were having troubles at home, so I was sleeping at the station.

One night I was feeling so unloved, I was so down that Maggie noticed. She pulled me into her room and we sat on the bed. With my head nestled on her full breasts, I poured my heart out to her. My tears wet her blouse and she took it off, and then cradled my head with her large bare tits. I felt better for getting that all off my chest. Speaking of chests, Maggie's topless condition was causing another condition in my pants. Maggie noticed it and laughed softly. "I think that I can do something for you and you can do something for me."

Maggie took off my shirt and unzipped my work pants. Then helped me to my feet and held her boobs loosely together. I didn't need anymore encouragement; I slipped off my pants and underwear, standing in front of her naked and fully aroused. I slipped my hard cock in between her massive jugs and she pushed them tighter together. It felt like I was home, like my dick belonged there. I rocked my hips and began fucking her formidable cleavage. Every time I reached the top with the head of my cuddled shaft near her mouth, she licked it. I knew I would not last very long at this rate. My cock moved so fast that she just stuck her tongue out and left it there. I was moaning as my hips rocked faster and faster. I started to say, "I'm cumming!", but it was too late. My sticky cum shot out landing on her face, then her tongue and finally all over her full breasts. She bobbed her head down and cleaned off my spent cock. Then she lifted each breast to her mouth and licked it clean. She washed her face while I got dressed. She kissed me on the cheek then told me goodnight.

Soon after that Maggie left our company and moved on. I later heard a rumor that she was working directly for the District Chief, but I didn't know for sure. One thing I do know, Maggie made us into a team. A unit of men that worked as one, who were there for each other. And believe me, that's very important when you battle the beast known as Fire.

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