The Office Junior – Part 4
Introduction:
Micky’s joy
Her stunning body looked incredible coated in water. She handed me a washing glove and told me to put some soap on to it. I spent the next 10 minutes washing her. Seeing her smooth skin covered in soapy suds was a real turn on. I took extra time to wash her tits and once I had rinsed off the soap I made sure that I spent some time sucking on her nipples. Once that had got her warmed up I continued to wash around her crotch where I had shot most of my load. I made sure that her hips, thighs and pussy were completely clean and even went the extra distance to wash inside her. Her orgasm happened fast again. I think she must be one of those lucky ladies that can cum quickly because although I have my moments I’m not some sex guru with the secrets of female orgasm committed to memory.
She recovered and took the washing glove from me and took her turn to wash me. She purred when washing my chest telling me how much she loved chest hair. She soaped my legs and arse and saved my cock till last. She knelt down in the shower with the detachable shower head and thoroughly washed and rinsed my balls and cock. She passed me up the shower head and I set it back in its frame. Still kneeling in front of me she lifted my cock and pressed it against my groin. She moved in close and kissed one of my balls. I wanted to close my eyes and enjoy the moment but I didn’t want to miss any of it. With her mouth she kissed, sucked and licked my balls causing my cock to once again become steel hard. She moved back and stared up at me. She lowered my cock so that it was level mouth her mouth. Never breaking eye contact she started to lick the tip of my rod. Her tongue danced over my members head. She lent in and kissed it but didn’t pull away.
Slowly she started to suck it softly. Her lips forming a perfect circle around its tip. She continued to move down over the head and shaft so that a good 2 inches was in her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the glans and corona. Still she looked up at me. It was driving me wild. She paused to take a breath and then started to suck me with more vigour, moving my cock in and out of her mouth. Taking more and more of me in. The sensation and the actual view were doing nothing to help me with my stamina. Still she stared up at me.
Her hands grabbed hold of my butt and she picked up the pace of the blow job. She was now taking me deep inside her mouth. I could feel the head of my cock rubbing up against her throat. She removed one of hands from my arse and started to rub her pussy. She broke eye contact with me and did something incredible. She moved right to the tip of my cock, changed her angle and slowly took me deep into her throat. I am about 8 and a bit inches, not huge but definitely not small, so I looked on in dumbfounded amazement when her lips eventually press up against my pubic hair. She started to emit a low moan from her throat, part for my benefit and part because her rubbing was starting to cause her to orgasm again. The humming created a sensation that I have never felt before. It felt like my entire shaft was being vibrated….I could feel myself going beyond the point of no return.
“Becky….I’m going to cum” I managed to say.
She moved back, releasing my cock from her throat which allowed her to talk.
“Cum in my mouth Micky….cum with me”
She started to let me face fuck her. As she held the base of my cock to keep me in line I started thrusting my hips, my cock disappearing and appearing in and out of her mouth. I started to get that familiar feeling of a tightness between my balls and arse. I could hear her moaning as her own orgasm took hold of her. I continued to thrust until at last I experience the wonderful feeling of release. Becky’s lips closed around me as I shot load after load into her mouth. I felt her tongue pulse against the underside of my cock as her orgasm reached its crescendo. My thrusts died away as my ejaculation subsided. Becky looked up at me again and gently sucked my sensitive cock. She had swallowed all that I had given her.
She slowly stood up on legs weakened by her own pleasure. I pulled her in to an all-encompassing hug. Again we kissed and again I tasted myself on her lips. We stood under the running water, kissing and stroking each other’s bodies. After a few minutes she spoke.
“Wow. That was pretty amazing”.
“You’re telling me. I think I only just got my vision back” I joked.
“I have wanted to do that with you for such a long time”, she said.
“Really?”
“Of course. You have no idea how many times I bought myself to orgasm thinking about you….us”.
My heart leapt.
“I just thought it was me doing that” I said shyly
“Definitely not. Should we get out and get to bed?”
“You OK with me staying?”
“I could think of nothing nicer than waking up with you tomorrow….well…..later on this morning”.
She turned off the water and passed me a towel. We dried off and I went to put my boxers back on.
“I can put those in the wash for you and dry them on the radiator”.
And she did just that. She put on her pyjama bottoms and her Nirvana top and then picked up my clothes and popped them into the washing machine. I stood there with a towel around me not entirely sure what to do but also feeling very tired like a spent old man. She headed back towards me.
“Let’s get you to bed before you collapse”, she giggled.
She lead me down the short hallway and into her room. The room was….well it was a bedroom. Nothing exciting about it except for a lovely big double bed that looked so inviting after a long night.
I hopped up assuming that she would want me on the side that didn’t have the lamp. I crawled under the covers and got comfy.
“Towel”, she demanded with her hand out.
I reached under the covers and loosened the towel and handed it to her.
“She took off her pyjama bottoms and shirt and climbed in next to me. She leant over and kissed me gently on the lips.
“I’m so happy you’re here”.
“Well I’m ecstatic to be here”, I laughed.
She turned her back to me and pressed her naked body up against my chest and thighs and we spooned. My cock immediately started to harden and rested in the crack of her arse.
“Oi big boy – go to sleep” she murmured
“I’m trying to sleep but he seems to have a completely different idea”.
She laughed. “If you need to take care of yourself then feel free…..”.
“I’ll try and get through it”, I said as I cuddled up to her tightly.
I drifted off to sleep but awoke again. Looking at her alarm clock on the bedside table I could see that I had only been asleep for around an hour. Becky was sound asleep next to me. Her soft breathing all that I could hear. I cuddled up against her and closed my eyes. My awakening had made me conscious of the fact that I was in her bed, naked, lying next to her and she was naked. My erection made another appearance. I moved a little so it once again rested along her arse crack. Just as I finished placing it she moved a little in her sleep – not on purpose, just a general mid sleep move.
I was fully erect now and I knew it wasn’t going to go away. I placed it back against her arse and continued to spoon with her. My hips started to thrust, almost an involuntary movement. My cock rubbed up against her warm flesh, the head of my member making its way into the gap between her pussy and thighs. The pre-cum already flowing made the space slick. I could feel the softness of her lips on the top of my shaft as it slipped in and out of the gap. Becky, perhaps on purpose, perhaps still asleep moved her top leg so that her thigh was no long in the way. The head of my cock pushed up against her pussy. I continued to thrust my hips, reaching around with my arm so I could gently touch her breasts.
My cock juice now was making her cunt surface slippery. She had not opened yet which was just as well as I would have had a very difficult time not entering her. The constant motion of my thrusts resulted in me cumming up against her pussy in great eruptions of semen. My seed coated her. I lay there panting, feeling the cooling spunk against me. I rolled onto my back as Becky shifted again, this time turning over to lay her head on my chest. She gave me a little kiss and then went back to the rhythmic breathing of her sleep.
I lay there wondering what had happened to me. In the space of a few weeks I had gone from a 41 year old struggling with his confidence around women to a 41 year old in the bed of a beautiful 19 year old. I don’t remember much more past that except for the smile that must have followed me into sleep.
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I was awoken by the sound of music, clinking cups and the smell of coffee. I was still naked in Becky’s bed. I heard her singing along to the radio – she’d never make it as a singer I smiled to myself. I heard her steps pattering down the hall. She popped her head around the doorframe and smiled at me.
“Boiled eggs OK? I’ll even make you toast soldiers”.
“Yeah….yeah that’d be great” I said rubbing my eyes and sitting up.
She yelled from the kitchen that my clothes were pretty much dry if I wanted to take a shower after breakfast. I looked at the clock and saw that it had just gone past 9 in the morning. I didn’t seem to be suffering from a hangover which was nice. I was however sporting a huge morning glory. I told Becky that I was just going to go to the toilet. I saw the towel from last night over the back of a chair. I hopped up and wound it around my waist. I stepped into the hallway and ducked into the bathroom catching a glimpse of Becky in a short dressing gown. She was bopping along to whatever noise the kids call music nowadays…..(that comment was on purpose). I did my business, flushed the toilet and went back to the bedroom.
“Breakfast in bed?” Becky yelled.
“Lovely” I replied.
I took off my towel and jumped back into bed. Becky came into the room still in her dressing gown with a tray containing our eggs, coffee and some toast cut into soldiers. She placed the tray on the bed, took off her dressing gown revealing her nakedness and climbed under the covers. She sat up and allowed the covers to cover her lap. Her stunning breasts gently swaying as she passed me my plate of eggs. We sat and ate our breakfast.
“So last night?”
I scooped up some egg yolk and looked over at her. “Yeah…..so that happened”.
“Any regrets?” she asked.
“None on my part….except I wish that I was 20 years younger”.
“Why?”
“Well I’m an old man now. I’ll find it hard to keep up with you”.
“You managed just fine last night”
“Well I can hardly walk this morning”
“Maybe it was your extracurricular activity while I was sleeping?”
I almost spat out my coffee.
“Oh….you were awake?”
“Sort of. I could feel what you were doing but I was too tired to join in. It was nice though”.
“You didn’t mind?”
“Of course not. If we’re ever in that situation again and I’m asleep please feel free to use my body to help you. Just no cumming on my face as that will definitely wake me up. But if you want to fuck me while I’m asleep you have my permission, just be gentle”.
She said all of this while casually munching on her toast, occasionally dipping it into her egg.
“So sex?” I asked. “We’ve been pretty good so far”.
“I know this sounds corny but I was hoping that we could both be sober when it happens?”
“I’m totally with you. I’d be nice if it was special”.
She shifted her body so she was facing me, “I really want to fuck you though.”
“Oh believe me you are not alone there.”
We stared at each other for a bit, I leaned across and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. She smiled and popped the last piece of toast in her mouth. She got up from the bed and collected all the dishes and put them on the tray. She took the tray down to the kitchen and walked back to the door.
“I’m going to have a quick shower. Do you want to hang out today or do you need to get home?”
I just wanted to stay in bed and spend as much naked time as possible with Becky. But I had things I needed to do. My daughter Emma was Skyping me later on this morning and it was almost 10am. Plus I needed to rescue my car from the carpark, send off some final reports and get a load or two of washing done.
“Sorry Becky, I’d love to hang out but I need to get some stuff sorted at home, but I would really like to see you tonight. Maybe a first official date?”
“That sounds great. What do old people like you do for a first date? Bingo, drinks at the RSA, knitting?” She dissolved into laughter.
I jumped out of the bed and ran after her. She screamed and turned around but in her panic ran into the lounge. I caught her quickly and wrestled her onto the sofa. She was holding one of my hands with both of hers. My free hand was tickling her under the arm and at her waist. I grabbed her leg and lifted it over my shoulder so I was now kneeling between her legs. I lent down while still tickling her and kissed her strongly on the lips.
Her struggling stopped and she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me in further to make the kiss passionate and deep. I pushed up from her allowing her to move underneath me so I could lie on her but keep most of my weight on my knees. Her skin was warm and smooth. I could feel the generous swell of her breasts against my chest. My semi-erect cock was just pressing up against her pussy. Our kisses became more intense. She reached down with both of her hands and placed them on my butt cheeks. She started to push them towards her so my cock bumped up against her. I felt her slit open and the head of my cock slip on the juices that were already flowing from her.
“You’re so wet” I gasped
“I want you inside me” she whispered.
I smiled, “I want to be inside you….but I want it to be tonight after I show you what you mean to me. I don’t want you to think that I am just looking for a fuck.”
“I know you’re not like that.”
“Well then you’ll let me try something else then.”
I sat up and moved her down the sofa so that her head was comfortable on the arm. I kissed her on the cheek and then down her neck. I kissed down her chest and quickly sucked both of her erect nipples causing her to moan softly. I carried on down kissing her belly and then her pubic mound. I moved again and started to kiss her hips and then her thighs, slowly made my way to her inner thigh. I could smell her arousal and feel the warmth of her excited cunt. Her lips were already open and puffy. I kissed her inner thigh once more. With my hand I placed my thumb near her clit and started to make small circular motions. I wasn’t in direct contact with it as I wanted that honour to go to my tongue.
With the tip of my tongue I touched her swollen lips. Becky gasped. I tasted the subtle metallic tang as my tongue pushed past her lips into her moist hole. My tongue’s tickling change into flicks as she opened up to me. I moved my hand and thrust my arms under her thighs with my hands on her waist, raising her up and allowing me to exert some pressure with my tongue. She started panting as my tongue worked her hole. As I moved up I felt her clit pop out. With a swirling motion I manipulated her nub with my tongue. Freeing one of my hands I took 2 fingers and slipped them inside her. She was so wet that they met no resistance. Hooking them slightly I found the soft spongy g-spot and started to rub. Her panting and turned into breathy ‘ohs’. She was squeezing her tits and rolling her nipples between her fingers.
“Oh fuck Micky, oh fuck, I’m going to cum, oh fuck, just like that, don’t stop, oh fuck” she screamed
Her hips started to buck and she drew her knees up towards her chest. My tongue was flat against her clit, pressing down on her collection of nerves. I now had 3 fingers inside her, pumping and rubbing against her spot.
“I’m cumming Micky. Oh fuck oh fuck oh Micky oh oh ohhhhhh”
Her orgasm erupted. I felt her insides spasm and clench down on my fingers. Her hips bucked upwards as her thighs clamped around my head. I felt my hand awash with her juices and my ears full of her screams. Her back arched and then she was finished. Huge gasps and pants as she bought her hand up to her heaving chest. I took my fingers out of her inflamed hole and tasted the clear liquid on them.
Without any warning she sat up and pushed me down on the sofa so I was on my back. With passion burning in her eyes she made no romantic gestures. She grabbed my cock and allowed it to impale her mouth. She greedily engulfed my cock into her mouth and throat. Pumping it with speed and vigour. She moaned as she sucked me with all her strength. The shear pace and veracity of her blow job caused me to swell and burst forth streams of hot cum into to mouth. She accepted it all. Sucking me dry in a fit of extreme passion. We both collapsed. My rapidly deflating cock still producing cum which she happily licked off the sensitive head.
“If that’s foreplay I can’t wait till we actually have sex”, she panted.
I laughed. “Well we’ll find out tonight if you’re happy with the date”.
She kissed me. “I’m going to have that shower” she said.
“I’m going to get dressed and head home to get ready for tonight”.
“You’re not going to join me?”
“Not this time. I need to get some work done….maybe make some reservations for dinner?”
She got off the sofa and headed towards the bathroom. “Well make sure you text me and let me know what I should wear. Can you let yourself out?”
I got up and walked over to where she had stopped. I took her in an embrace, “I’ll make sure I close the door. Thank you for last night, it was incredible”.
She leant back with her eyes open wide, “What about this morning Mister!”
“Oh that was amazing too”, I chuckled
“Best eggs you’ve ever tasted?”
“Absolutely”. I kissed her deeply.
She pulled away after a few seconds, “Right enough of that…..much more and I’ll be ready for round 2”.
She walked to the bathroom and turned, “see you soon”
“You betcha”
She closed the bathroom door and I heard the water turn on almost immediately.
I gathered up my clothes and got dressed. I called a taxi company and was told that a taxi could be there in around 10 minutes. I made sure that I made the bed and cleaned up any mess. Once I was sure that the place was left in an OK condition I let myself out her front door. The taxi came along a few minutes later. I climbed into the back seat and headed off to pick up my car.
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After I had showered and got something light to eat I was sitting on my sofa making some arrangements for tonight when my Skype started to chime.
It was a call from my daughter Emma.
Emma was my ‘mistake’ from when I was 22 years old. I was involved in a very passionate relationship with her now mother Stephanie. We had got very drunk one night and had fucked at a friend’s party. Needless to say Emma came along 9 months later. We tried to make a go of it but we were moving in very different directions and decided to split. We still keep in touch (for the sake of Emma) but she is now married to a Banker and pretty happy. Emma is at University and we have a good relationship but don’t get to talk or see each other as much as we’d both like. Her mother and I split when Emma was about 2 years old. We got back in touch properly when Emma turned 13 and wanted me to be in her life more. It was tough going. She was a little bit bitter towards me at the start, but we got through it and we genuinely enjoy each other’s company now.
I clicked on the green ‘pick up’ button and her face filled the screen.
I know that every Dad thinks that his kid is the most beautiful that has ever lived, but in Emma’s case it just might be true. She luckily took after her Mum. Dark brown eyes with long wavy brown hair. She even inherited her mums subtle chin cleft. The funniest thing she got from her Mum though was her height. Stephanie was about 5 foot 4 when I was with her. Emma must be all of 5 foot 5 or 5 foot 6. She is tiny. She is the poster girl for petite.
“Hey Miss Take”
“Hey Daddo”, she giggled. Our running joke with names – usually it was Emma or Ems and Micky but usually first up we would refer to each other as Daddo and Miss Take….hilarious right?
“What’s going on?” I asked
“Not much. How about you?”
“Pretty good – your old man has a hangover. How do you like them apples!”
“Ooooo – big night at the retirement village was it?”
“Why does everyone think I’m over the hill and almost retired”, I threw my hands up in the air.
“Ha, just kidding. So you fancy a visitor next week?”
“You thinking of coming up”, I said excitedly
“You betcha. Mum and Nick are heading away on holiday for a couple of weeks so I thought it would be a good time for you and me to spend some time together. What do you think”.
“Fantastic” I said as I clapped my hands together.
The noise of the clap suddenly caused my mind to clear. There was no way that I would be able to hide Becky away from Emma for a whole fortnight. How would Emma feel if she knew that I was dating someone – hell – having sex with someone the same age as her. Panic set in.
“You OK Micky?”
“Yeah – yeah….sorry….hangover just getting on top of me”.
Could I tell her that I wasn’t free – no – that would be a horrible thing to do and besides I enjoy hanging out with Emma.
“When we were thinking of coming up?” I enquired.
“Friday next week and then head off again in two weeks on the Sunday morning? What do you think?”
“Sounds fantastic – you want to stay here?”
“No I was thinking about staying in the penthouse suite at the Holiday Inn! Of course I need to stay with you”.
“Well OK then….I’ll set the spare room up”.
We spent about 20 minutes having a catch up. Her studies were going well, her love life was not so great with her and her boyfriend splitting up due to distance. I told her I was sort of seeing someone but didn’t want to jinx it as it was very new. She said she’d get the details when she came up. She hung up/logged off and I put my head in my hands. How was I going to get around this?
I went back to organizing date for tonight. I thought about getting fancy dinner reservations at a nice restaurant but thought it might be a bit too much. Judging by the conversations we had had in the office I remembered her speaking about a new American Diner that she wanted to go to. It did huge burgers and stacked hotdogs with milkshakes….who was I to turn my nose up at the classics. She had also mentioned the new Ant-Man movie – I like Paul Rudd so I thought why not! So the classic dinner and a movie was sorted. Not exactly ‘last of the big spenders’ but small steps huh?
I opened up some work and started sorted out some time slippage on a project. A truly thrilling way to spend a Saturday. After about 10 minutes I was interrupted by a text.
It was from Becky:
B – Hey Micky. Just wondering what I should wear?
M – Nothing. Just be naked.
B – Only if you do LOL
M – We’re going to have dinner – don’t want to put you off your food 😉
B – NEVER!
M – It’s going to be pretty casual. I’m just wearing trousers and a shirt.
B – OK. Skirt and top it is then. What time you picking me up?
M – Is 7 OK?
B – Perfect. What you up to?
M – Work 🙁
B – Oh no 🙁
M – Better to get it out of the way now so I can concentrate on more important things.
B – Like what 😉
M – just a girl I’m starting to date. You probably don’t know her.
B – Lucky girl. Hold on…..
I wasn’t sure what she meant by ‘hold on’ so I started to type another text. Just before I finished it my phone buzzed again. It was from Becky again but this time the message had a picture. It was her standing in her room wearing only her bra and panties.
B – Are these alright x
M – Yeah those look fine.
The was a bit of a wait for her next message. Eventually my phone buzzed. Again it was a message with a picture. This time her standing there with her panties on but no bra. Her arm across her breasts hiding he nipples.
B – Or perhaps this combo?
M – Hmmmm – lose the arm?
Again a short wait. The buzz signaled another teaser. She was standing naked with her breasts plain to see and her pussy covered by her hand.
B – I think I like this one. I think this is what I’ll wear under my clothes xx
M – That’s my favourite as well.
B – See you at 7 xx
I put my phone down and laughed to myself. I don’t know what I was in a previous life but I was certainly being rewarded in this one.
