Dead end job gets interesting, part 3
On his way home after fucking Kayla, Jordan learns some things about his other workmates that he wasn’t expecting.
On his way home after fucking Kayla, Jordan learns some things about his other workmates that he wasn’t expecting.
A hot, young student meets her teacher and decides the older woman was too stunning to refuse.
Josh’s luck is still going strong as he goes to visit Ashley at a shoot
All described persons are of legal age. This is my first story and I’m not a native speaker but I’m happy for your criticism – good or bad. If the story is well received, the saga shall continue đ
Alicia Saves Her Motherâs Job
By rutger5 (An Original Story Copyright 2011)
âNo I understand that it has to be done. Once I make my final decision Iâll let you know who as well as informing the person affected. By Friday it will be finished Mr. Johnson. No it is very unfortunate that itâs come to this I agree. Yes sir I will speak to you soon.â
After I heard the click on the other end I hung up the phone and just sat there for a minute thinking. When I accepted my current position I understood that there might be times like this that I would be forced to do unpleasant tasks. Now I had a doozy ahead of me. The way the company did business left me with a limited choice and neither option was clear cut. I decided to follow the course I had discussed with Mr. Johnson, the company founder and president, as I felt under the circumstances it was the best way.
In spite of my decision I found myself sitting at my desk doing other work rather than taking the bull by the horns. Do it, I told myself, because no matter how hard it is for you it is much worse for the others involved. That steeled me enough to get up and head out of my office. Passing my administrative assistant Barbara on the way I walked out to the bullpen where the workers I supervised were located. Coming to the cubicle of the first person I needed to speak with I stuck my head in.
âYes that is correct and if you have any future problems always feel free to call back. And thank you for doing your business with us. Good bye.â
Once she finished the call the woman looked up expectantly at me. This was going to be tough I knew.
â JudyâŚah Ms. Phillips, may I speak with you for a few minutes please?â I asked the woman before me.
A look of uncertainty flitted over her face after hearing how I addressed her but she quickly regained her composure and smiled at me.
âNo problem Mr. Daniels, Iâm free nowâ she replied.
âWould you please come to my office, it wonât take longâ I told her.
She followed me to my office where I made sure to leave the door open. Though I didnât wish anyone to overhear the conversation I felt it was prudent under the circumstances to make sure we werenât alone unobserved. Once I sat behind my desk I looked up at Judy. She had joined the company around fourteen months ago and had done all that was asked of her so this wasnât easy.
âPlease sit Ms. Phillipsâ I said indicating the seat on the other side of my desk. I observed her as she sat and I had to admit to myself she was still an attractive woman. Just north of forty years of age she had a voluptuous figure but dressed conservatively in keeping with our company dress code. A subdued light blue blouse buttoned to near her throat kept her ample bosom covered and a navy blue form fitting skirt that clung to her curves and reached her knees completed her clothing. Like many women she dyed her naturally dark hair a brassy shade of blonde and though it caught oneâs eye, in my opinion, it would have looked better untouched. After she sat she giggled nervously as she was aware that something wasnât right.
âThis canât be good if weâre formal Mr. Danielsâ she sagely observed.
âNo unfortunately itâs not for a good reason that weâre having this conversation. Let me cut to the chase then. As you may be aware the bad economy has been hurting this companyâs bottom line for some time. The reason you found a job here was the person who held the position previously moved out of state. It wasnât because the company was expanding at the time. The last quarter numbers are in and they are grim. I have been directed by Mr. Johnson that I have to terminate one of the workers I supervise.â
When I said that I saw all emotion drain from her face as she was confronted by the specter of the unemployment line.
âI understand Mr. Danielsâ she said barely audible.
âWait Judyâ I told her âit isnât certain that it will be you that goes. Hear me out first. The company policy is for the most part last in, first out. Exceptions can be made if a more senior worker is really doing a bad job but in this case I donât think anyone under me is performing poorly. However you and one other worker started within a month of each other. So my choice has to be one of you and as of now I havenât made my decision. To my mind you are both good workers and each of you brings some different strengths to the position but the unpleasant fact is one of you has to go. Iâm letting you both know in case it was possible one of you might know of another position you could find plus when it happens I donât want the affected party to be blindsided. Iâm sorry about this and Iâll let you know my decision by Friday.â
âThank you for that then sir. If you donât need me then let me get back to my job while I still have one.â
She smiled wanly and stood up, doing her best to show no emotion. To be honest I was very impressed by her demeanor as I knew she was a single mother, with a daughter in her senior year of high school, and she was the sole supporter of the girl. Facing such uncertainty couldnât be easy for her but she put on a brave front. As she left the office my eyes drifted to her shapely calves as well as her wide hips and large round posterior. Stop it I told myself feeling ashamed. Here I might be laying this woman off in less than a week and I had the nerve to check her out.
I waited a couple of minutes before again rising from my desk. No sense in putting it off, I might as well talk to the other employee now. The conversation followed a similar course with Chet Norris. The only thing I didnât like was that he made a few disparaging borderline sexist comments about Ms. Phillips, as if as men we shared some solidarity because of that. I informed him that as far as I was concerned it was purely a numbers issue and that I wished neither had to go.
Truthfully I didnât really blame him as I understood the situation he was in. Chet was divorced but he had a couple of kids who he paid support for and losing his job would not be a good thing. The problem for me, beyond the fact that I didnât wish to fire either of them was that it really was a toss up. Flipping a coin or picking a card would resolve the dilemma as fairly as anything else I could do. Not wanting to think about it for a minute I decided to get a cup of coffee.
As I approached the company lunchroom I heard a voice speaking and I realized it was Judy Phillips. Since I didnât hear any other voices I figured she was on her cell phone. That stopped me in my tracks as I didnât wish to interrupt her call after our recent conversation. I turned to retrace my steps but I couldnât help but overhearing some of what she said.
âWell thank God you didnât buy that prom dress yet Alicia. What ever you do, donât spend any money right now. No we canât discuss it until I see you so it will have to wait until tonight. Youâre not working, right? Okay wait at home for me baby because we really have to talk. Bye.â
Luckily I managed to reach my office before she returned to her desk and saw me. Her eavesdropped conversation only made me feel worse and I realized that I was feeling too much sympathy for her. If she was the one to go I couldnât let my natural chivalrous inclinations overrule my head. It wasnât until everyone had left for the day that I left my office again. Before she left my assistant Barbara spoke to me. Peering at me over her glasses she shook her head slowly first.
âYou have to not let the pressure get to you Peter.â
âEasy for you to say, Iâm the one who has to do itâ I replied. As I was speaking Barbara bit her full lip.
âIf you want I would do it for you but I doubt youâd let me.â
âNo itâs my job and responsibility Barbara but thank you.â
âGood night then Peter and donât stay too late.â She looked like she wanted to say something more but after standing in the doorway for a minute she turned and left.
I sat there around fifteen minutes before I roused myself to leave. Once I turned the lights off in my office I wandered through the bullpen. For some reason as I passed Judyâs cubicle I noticed the light on her phone flashing and I actually stepped in to answer it before I realized it was just indicating that a voicemail was saved. While there I couldnât help but notice a couple of framed pictures sitting on Judyâs desk. One was of Judy and a young woman I presumed to be her daughter standing outside by a body of water. It was from a far distance so there wasnât much detail of the two of them. They were both dressed in jeans and flannel shirts and it was probably taken on vacation.
The other was a head shot of her daughter in a standard school portrait style photo. She was smiling and her facial features certainly reminded me of Judy. The biggest difference was that Judy had a rounder, fuller face while her daughterâs was thinner, almost elfin. Also while Judy had bottle blond hair her daughter had long straight brown hair which complemented her big, brown eyes. Reluctantly I tore my eyes away from the pictures. I had no right to ogle the daughter especially when I might be firing her mother.
That night I went straight home and stayed in for the night. My sleep was interrupted a few times during the night but whatever disturbed me I canât be sure of but I felt it was triggered by my unremembered dreams. At work on Tuesday I decided to not think about the looming lay off and work on other matters instead. The day moved much quicker and except for once where Judy had to consult with me over a client I was able to not think about it.
Wednesday followed the same routine but by the end of the day I couldnât help but think about it. I really should make my decision by Thursday so I could appraise Mr. Johnson before announcing it on Friday. Again I was the last one out and this time I visited both Judy and Chetâs cubicles as if somehow this would make things clearer. It was another night I decided to forgo a trip to the fitness center and just head home.
While driving I realized I had no food at home so I decided to stop and pick up some fast food for dinner. It was early evening when I pulled into the lot for Burger-rama and headed inside. Surprisingly there was only one person ahead of me in line and in a minute I was at the counter ordering.
âWelcome to Burger-rama, may I take your order please?â the tiny young woman at the register said.
âYes let me get the #4 combo with the side salad pleaseâ I replied my mind still preoccupied with work.
It took me another moment to realize that the woman was talking to me I was so distracted.
âSir, what size drink do you want?â
âMediumâ I said snapping to attention. As she rang up my order I looked at her and for some strange reason she looked familiar as if weâd met even though Iâd never come here before.
âThatâs $6.79 sirâ she told me, so I handed her a twenty.
It was while she was getting my change that suddenly it hit me. In spite of the unflattering hat and polyester uniform recognition of who she was dawned in my brain.
âOh my God, youâre Judyâs daughterâ I blurted out.
She shot me a look like who the f are you and do you really know my mom? Not wanting to creep her out further I attempted to explain my outburst.
âIâm sorry for startling you but I work for the same company as your mother. You appeared familiar to me, and then I remembered your photo that your mother has prominently displayed on her desk.â
Her face lost the suspicious expression it had displayed and she smiled and for a second let me tell you it lit up the drab environ for a moment until the smile vanished as quickly as it appeared. As she handed me my change she studied my face as if it could give her the answer she sought.
âSo you work with my Mom, huh? Funny she never mentioned she worked with any cute guys. Then youâve probably heard some asshole is trying to fire her.â
I grimaced when I heard that statement but I couldnât blame her up to a point. It was unlikely that Judy put it that way to her daughter but maybe she had. Either way it didnât change things and if I was the villain then so be it.
âItâs not exactly like that but I understand where you are coming from.â I replied.
She handed me my bag while staring deep into my eyes.
âHow is it then?â
âIâm the assholeâ I told her âand I donât want to lay off your mother or anyone else. But Iâve been ordered to let someone go by my boss and it is either your mom or one other worker. I wish it was neither but I donât get to make that decision.â
After saying that I turned and left the store and headed to my car. It made more sense to eat in the parking lot than driving home as my burger would be stone cold before I arrived and nuked fast food is even worse than normal. Eating my food I stared straight ahead lost in a fog. Meeting Judyâs daughter only made it worse for my worried mind so once I scarfed down the burger I decided to go home where I could eat the salad. My hand reached for the key in the ignition when I heard a knock on the window. It startled me so much that I might have jumped if I wasnât sitting down. As it was I managed to spill my iced tea all over myself.
Looking up I saw that it was Alicia, Judyâs daughter. I rolled down my window so she could talk to me as I attempted to blot my pants dry with a couple of napkins. She seemed to find that amusing and got a laugh at my expense.
âHey can I talk to you a minute?â she asked.
âSureâ I answered.
As soon as I spoke she moved around to the passenger door and stood waiting until I unlocked the door. Alicia sat in the passenger seat and for the first time I really realized how tiny she was. Her feet barely reached the floor and her head didnât reach the top of the seat. Once she made herself comfortable Alicia turned to me and spoke. Her words were rushed and came out in a breathless manner.
âFirst let me apologize for calling you an asshole even if I didnât know at the time I was talking about you. My Mom kind of told me what is happening at the job but Iâm just so pissed about it. After my parents divorced we moved here to the city for a new start and it was tough in the beginning on me. Now I have friends and a job even if itâs just in a fast food joint and things are okay and I wanted to start college in the fall. Now my Mom might lose her job. It just sucks is all.â
âOkay first thing is apology accepted, by the way my name is Peter Daniels and your nametag says you are Alicia, its nice to meet you. Listen, I understand that life isnât fair and this is proof of that. No matter what I have to tell someone that they no longer have a job. If it works out for your mom then it will still be someone else kicked to the curb and I have to do it.â
âWell that is what I want to talk to you about. My Mom really needs this job and she really doesnât know many people in the city who could help her find another one. I was wondering if there was ANYTHING I could do to convince you to keep her on.â
She fluttered her eyelashes at me as she said that but the next thing I knew was that I felt her hand touching my leg. It was tentative at first but as Alicia found her courage she squeezed it as her hand crept upward until it encountered both my package and my wet pants. Her big brown eyes met mine as she groped me between my legs.
âYouâre all wet here from spilling your drink so maybe if I rub hard enough I can help dry your pants.â
It was pretty obvious what she meant and she immediately put her words into action. My manhood swelled in my trousers as her small warm hand vigorously worked back and forth on my growing bulge. Alicia smiled at me as her hand continued its rapid movement causing me to have an erection.
âHmm itâs having a reaction, no doubt about that. Maybe what it really needs is some fresh air.â
The fingers on her other hand tugged at my zipper, pulling it down gently. This roused me to action as Iâd just been sitting there in a state of shock while enjoying her manual stimulation. I pulled her hand from my zipper but her first hand slipped inside both my trousers and boxers. When Alicia touched my hard cock my resolve to resist her crumbled like a crushed cookie. She managed to work it out of my fly and into the light of day or rather evening.
âNice pieceâ Alicia said in an apparently sincere tone before she leaned down and kissed the swollen head.
I let out a gasp at which point she turned her eyes up at me and winked. Her lips began kissing me up and down the full length of my erection. Alicia tugged at it now, freeing the whole length from its captivity and once it was all out she opened her lips wide and took it inside her mouth. Slowly she slid her wet lips down the skin as she swallowed more of me into her mouth. Her tongue was licking the underside just below the head and I could feel pre-cum seeping out of me into her welcoming mouth.
Aliciaâs long hair cascaded down obscuring my view of what she was doing though I obviously could feel it fine. My hand pulled her strands of hair together so I could watch her head bob up and down on me. Alicia took me as deep as her mouth was able to and now worked her hand inside my fly so that she could fondle my balls. While she caressed them she increased the speed of her mouth on me as well when suddenly I felt my stomach tighten and my nuts tense up.
âI canât take it – Iâm cummingâ I cried out but she took me even deeper when she heard this. It had been a while and I erupted with the force of a volcano. Alicia seemed surprised at the amount of thick, white spunk that filled her mouth but she doggedly continued sucking until my prick was spent. She had a big smile on her pretty face as she pulled off me and wiped away any stray bit of cum that escaped her mouth. She did a quick look in the mirror to make sure she hadnât missed any and when satisfied of that fact her tongue sensuously ran along her red lips.
âHow was that?â she asked me though we both already knew the answer.
âWhat can I say but incredibleâ I told her in reply.
âDo you think maybe my Mom can keep her job now?â
There was no way I could fight this at the moment so I just nodded affirmatively at her. Alicia smiled before leaning close to me where she could whisper in my ear.
âIâm on break now but I get off at nine. Iâd like to thank you properly for what youâre doing so why donât you pick me up then.â
She kissed me quickly and climbed out of the car and ran back toward the entrance as my eyes followed her closely. Damn, what have I let myself in for I thought to myself as I started the car. Once I reached home I did a fast tidying up of my apartment before jumping in the shower then changing my clothes to more casual ones.
The time was fast approaching nine when I pulled into the parking lot and pulled into a corner. In around ten minutes Alicia came out and headed over to me. Her long hair was now held in a pony tail with a scrunchy and she was wearing tight black jeans and a tee. The shirt fit her like a glove and though Alicia was pretty flat chested her nipples showed prominently making me believe she wasnât wearing a bra. She slid next to me and greeted me with a kiss.
Her lips felt soft against mine and she now smelled of perfume, Poison I believe it was, as we kissed passionately. After a minute I broke our kiss as I was becoming very aroused making out with this tempting teenager.
âYou know Alicia you donât have to do anything more if you donât want toâ I stated.
âOh but I want to. I got you off before so itâs only fair if you return the favor. Then once weâre even we can go from there because I love sex and being with older men.â
She snuggled against me as I started to drive and we hadnât gotten far when her hand was teasing me by rubbing the inside of my leg. Part of me just wanted to floor the accelerator to get home faster but somehow I managed to follow the speed limit without crashing even with her distracting me by handling my equipment.
We had barely entered my apartment and locked the door when Alicia was all over me. Since I was a foot taller than she was I had to bend down to kiss her but before I had a chance to she was rubbing her body against mine while at the same time sliding her hand under my shirt. As her little hand moved across my flesh I positioned my leg between hers and pushed it against her mound. Alicia responded by grinding on my leg as our lips met again. With my arms wrapped around her my hands reached down and kneaded her buttocks. Though not large they were firm and well shaped and certainly not small for her frame.
Alicia broke our kiss and with a wicked grin took hold of her shirt hem and lifted the tee over her head revealing her torso. Her breasts as expected were two small bumps on her chest but her nipples were another story. They were pale pink, as large as marbles and definitely erect. I didnât need an engraved invitation to spur me on but lifted her petite body and fastened my hungry mouth to her delectable treat. Now Alicia gasped as my teeth gently clamped on her while my mouth sucked on the areola and surrounding skin.
When I finally pulled my mouth free I noticed the pale breast flesh was reddened and flushed from where I had suckled. Wasting no time I turned my attention to her other nipple to which I gave the same attention. Alicia was squealing and squirming in my arms as I walked down the hall to my bedroom and not once did I release her bit from my mouth until I put her down on my bed.
Now I undressed, yanking my shirt up as I kicked of my shoes before unfastening then sliding my pants down and off. She had kicked her sneakers off but was having some difficulty in removing her jeans when I stepped in. My hands grabbed the material at which point I inexorably pulled them down her legs and tossed them aside. Alicia was now just wearing a tiny pair of red panties which inflamed me as if I were a bull.
I sprung on the bed landing next to her and making her laugh. My body covered hers and I managed to work my hips between her legs where I then humped against her panty covered mons. Alicia was breathing hard now as my burning lips traced a pattern on her slender neck and shoulders and before I knew it she locked her thin legs around my waist pushing me closer to her treasure.
My hips continued their rhythm of rubbing against her covered vulva and it was having a strong effect on Alicia. She was making little mewing noises while rocking her pelvis slightly to further enhance the pleasure she was receiving. My hip speed increased after which Aliciaâs eyes clamped shut and she started to tremble gently. My teeth found her neck at which time she let out a moan and her muscles stiffened and tensed.
When she opened her brown eyes I feathered them with light butterfly kisses before tasting her sweet mouth. Her hands grabbed my butt and pulled me closer if that was possible. We kissed then and my tongue slipped between her lips where her tongue met mine and they entwined.
âCome on I want your big dick in meâ she pleaded and though I intended to I also wanted to taste her essence first.
My lips began working down her body beginning at her throat and continuing across her collarbone before again briefly sampling her breasts but then continuing down. Next kissing down her flat tummy and probing her navel with the tip of my tongue before tracing the swell of her pubic bone and hip. Alicia parted her legs as widely as she was able to allow me total access down there.
My mouth bypassed her covered pinkness and instead my tongue ran along the soft skin of her inner leg until I reached her knee. Her rounded calf was the next body part to get my oral treatment after which I switched to her other calf. As my tongue worked its way to my desire I could see that her panties were soaked from the attention she had been getting. Now my fingers slipped under her waistband and with a strong tug I yanked them down exposing her most intimate area.
Now I was frozen and speechless as I beheld the charm of Alicia revealed. Her pussy was perfectly formed and proportioned for her body and the sheen from her juices only accentuated the beauty. She was pink of course with narrow lips that barely protruded from her pelvis and her core was soaked while a deeper shade of pink. Her pubic region was shaved and as hairless as a girls. Iâm not sure how long I remained transfixed before Alicia nudged me with her foot impatiently.
That roused me from the spell I was under and wasting no more time I moved closer so that I could touch her with my eager tongue. It went straight to her opening like a heat guided missile where it probed her juicy goodness while delivering the intoxicating flavor to my taste buds. She was as delicious as ambrosia and I attempted to get my fill. I slurped away at Alicia, funneling her nectar to my waiting mouth but the more I licked her the more juice she produced.
Pausing for one moment I wet the tip of my thumb before resuming my liquid feast. Once my thumb started to rub her erect little nub Aliciaâs body writhed in response, twisting about the bed but I continued to lick and fondle her. After bringing her to orgasm twice with this method her fingers worked through my short, dark hair and attempted to dislodge me but I refused to stop.
My jaw was beginning to ache now from its efforts but I still hadnât gotten my fill of fragrant, tasty teenaged pussy. Working through my discomfort my tongue swirled in a circular motion buried inside her canal. It probed as deeply as it was able to reach, licking the woman sugar from her walls. When I felt her fingers tighten in my hair and her thigh muscles tense up my thumb increased its speed.
Alicia let out a moan as she climaxed and I finally moved. My tongue slipped out of her as my body moved into position, kneeling between her legs. Grasping my erection which felt harder than steel to me I pushed it to her gates of paradise. With one smooth motion I sank halfway inside her aided by the fact that she was soaked.
âFuckâ Alicia cried out as my thickness split her lips and worked deep. My arms hooked her legs underneath her knees and pushed them toward her chest further opening her charms to me. Slowly I worked deeper but since she was very tight it was slow going. Reversing course I pulled back until just my swollen head was in her. Then I drove hard almost working my full length in. One more time I pulled back and with the next thrust I bottomed out in her.
âDamn youâre filling me up with that big dickâ she almost screamed at me but by this point I was almost in another world as her inner muscles clamped hard on me.
My body moved slowly, building a rhythm as I repeatedly sank to her womanly depths. A hand managed to find and tweak her nipple at the same time pleasuring Alicia even more. My speed increased as her pussy adjusted to my intrusion by stretching just enough to accommodate it while still fitting me like a glove.
Our flesh slapped together as my hips pumped my shaft in and out of her pink flower at an ever increasing pace. Both my hands now rested on the mattress giving me as much support as possible as I continued to pound Alicia hard and fast. My heart beat like a trip hammer in my chest as I slid in and out of her until I wondered how much longer I could last. Aliciaâs nails raked across my back, the result of me once again pushing her to the heights of bliss.
With a few more deep thrusts I felt my own nirvana arrive as I swelled deep inside her. My body collapsed onto Alicia as I felt myself spraying her insides with my sperm. My body shuddered with relief as her pinkness milked me of every drop of cum inside me.
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The next afternoon I called Mr. Johnson and even though I had made my decision I was in a state of mental turmoil. As much as Iâd enjoyed my session with Alicia it left me feeling guilty and troubled. I was so distraught that I was seriously considering resigning after announcing my decision. It wasnât that keeping Judy employed was the wrong decision and I had been leaning that way for other factors. Still I had sex with Alicia with the understanding it would influence my decision and that seemed unethical to me.
âBarbara can you get me Mr. Johnson on the phoneâ I told my assistant through the intercom.
âRight away sirâ was her reply.
While I waited for the call to be placed I decided to wait before announcing my resignation until some time passed so as not to jeopardize Judyâs position. Somehow I doubted that she had influenced her daughter to throw herself at me to secure her position. Under the circumstances I couldnât blame Alicia but only myself for thinking with my small head.
âMr. Johnson on line one sirâ came Barbaraâs melodic voice over the intercom interrupting my thoughts.
âHello Mr. Johnson, I just wanted to inform you that Iâve made my decision. I thought I should inform you first and this way if you have any concerns you can let me know before I announce it tomorrow.â
âNo, no Peter, I told you it was your call and Iâm prepared to accept it whichever way it goes. So whatâs it going to be?â
âFor a couple of reasons I decided to retain Ms. Phillips and let Chet go. I believe with his contacts heâs more likely to find new employment quickly and also with his background in sales heâs more used to hustling.â
There was a moment of silence on the line before I heard chuckling on the other end.
âI tell you Pete sometimes itâs scary how people think alike. I was talking to my old friend Jeb Burnett and if you decided to go the way youâre going he informed me he had an opening for Chet. Of course if you went the other way it would have been your decision and I would have respected it. Good work my boy, talk to you soon and after you inform Chet tell him to come see me. Wait until tomorrow to tell him though so we can get the last bit of work out of him.â
After I hung up the phone I felt an immense sense of relief. Since my decision dovetailed with Mr. Johnsonâs there was nothing to feel bad about although I knew it had been a close call on that. With a relieved mind I worked straight through the afternoon knowing that both employees would have jobs in the future. Since I felt Iâd been slacking off a bit lately due to the distraction of the lay off decision I continued working beyond my normal quitting time as I completed a review of an employee project. I was just wrapping up with some comments onto my computers voice recorder when the sound of a knock interrupted me.
âMr. Daniels may I speak with you a moment?â
Looking up from my desk I saw Judy Phillips standing at the doorway before me with an anxious expression on her attractive face. Stopping what I was doing I waved Judy into the room. As she came in I couldnât help but notice that she pulled the door closed behind her and that her blouse had a number of unfastened buttons. My eyes were drawn to the valley of her ample cleavage like a fly lured by honey which she observed with a knowing smile. Instead of sitting Judy remained standing but she leaned toward me providing me with a view almost to her navel.
âMr. Daniels might I speak frankly to you? I have always found you to be attractive and if not for the companyâs frowning on office romances I surely would have invited you out for a drink, me being a lonely divorcee and all.â
âJudy I assure you this isnât necessaryâŚâ
âOh no Peter it isâ as she said this Judy leaned so close that her breasts were inches from my face and as she did I felt one hand touch my knee while the other reached around to the back of my head. Pulling me forward my face was buried in her bountiful bosom effectively silencing me.
âAnd now with this possibly being the end of me working here I had to let you know as well as to give us both a chance to grab life with both hands possibly causing you to reconsider if I was the one to go.â
After saying that Judyâs hand moved from my knee higher up until it reached my already growing erection. For my part once my face came in contact with her soft skin and I inhaled deeply of her scent I was caught up in the moment and both my hands seized Judyâs big ass.
âUnbutton my blouseâ she whispered and soon it was done showing her soft full figure to my hungry eyes. Judy reached her hand back and unhooked her bra before slowly allowing the straps to slide down her milky white shoulders. She waited a minute teasing me until she pulled the fabric away freeing her large breasts. Each was more than a handful and hung from the weight. Both the nipples and areolas were large and of a reddish hue and were standing at attention. When I tried to lean forward to bring my lips into contact with the mouth watering treats she put her hand up motioning me to stop and shook her head no.
âFirst I want you to drop your pants Peter and no arguing.â
Raising my ass a little off the chair allowed me to slip my pants down to my knees freeing my engorged member. It swayed as my body moved but was pointing straight upward.
âJudy about the jobâŚâ I began before she put her finger against my lips shushing me.
âSsshh Peter, I donât want to know yet. This is a one time thing, either I leave and never see you again or I stay and we canât do this because of company policy. Well maybe if we both get drunk at the Christmas party we can kiss under the mistletoe or something. So lets just do this.â
After saying that Judy sank to her knees in front of me. Her hand reached out and took hold of me by the base while her red lips kissed their way up my thigh. When she reached my erection Judy continued holding it upright as the tip of her tongue touched the hot skin just above her hand and she proceeded to run it up my full length. Her course wasnât a straight one but instead followed a zigzag route from base to head. Once at the summit she lapped up the clear liquid that had already leaked in anticipation.
âMmm tastyâ Judy purred as her tongue then plunged down the other side where it blazed a trail to the bottom. Next she licked it in a circular pattern actually going around and around as if it was a barberâs pole. Sometimes she used just the tip but also used the whole tongue but no matter how much it was Judy continued lashing me until I was mad with desire. My hand seized her dyed locks with the intention of directing her to a different tactic but Judy countered by placing her free hand against my midsection and resisting.
âWhatâs the matter Peter? Do you want me to suck your big hard on?â
âPlease Judy I donât know how much more I can takeâ I pleaded.
Her brown eyes met me and she smiled and the next thing she did was move her mouth above me and one more time her tongue flicked at my head making me groan. Then opening wide she took my head and the top of my shaft in her wet, willing mouth. With her lips wrapped around me it felt even better as her tongue teased my head. Judy inched downward until my head met the entrance to her throat at which point she pulled back. Her head started to bob up and down taking me as deep as her mouth was able with each movement. Her saliva coated my skin and her hand spread it my length as Judy stroked the portion of my cock which didnât fit in her mouth.
Suddenly she pulled her head off me with a popping sound and once again her tongue ran along my sensitive underside. I looked down at her and discovered that her hand which wasnât holding me was between her legs and making small movements there. Seeing where I was looking Judy suddenly stood then straddled me and raised her skirt. This revealed that her black panties were pulled to the side exposing her wet pussy. I had a quick glimpse of dark curly pubic hair and a large hard clit above her swollen lips until Judy lowered herself down.
Her hand still encircled my shaft and unerringly guided my manhood between her slick vaginal lips. She grunted as my wide head penetrated her opening but Judy didnât pause at all on her descent. She slid down my pole until I was buried deep in her wetness and her breasts pressed to my face. As I kissed them she began to rotate her hips in a circular motion keeping my full length inside her hungry pussy.
My arms hugged her close as my hands held her lower back close to me allowing her to rock on my lap. Her internal muscles squeezed me as she moved around doing their best to push me to the release of orgasm. Her blowjob had stimulated me greatly and her powerful pussy muscles finished the job. After a particularly strong muscle contraction I felt myself swell as the white liquid heat flowed up my shaft and into Judyâs waiting delta.
âYes Peter cum in me baby, that feels so good. How do I feel baby, not bad for a woman my age?â
âYou are incredible Judy and whatâs that about your ageâ I gasped as she continued to milk me.
âWell I certainly have some years on you. Are you even thirty? But either way you can thank my c-section for me staying nice and tight for you.â
âIâll be thirty next yearâ I mumbled â but you are certainly tight. I donât think it will let me soften its got me so tightly.â
âDonât even think about losing your hard on baby. Now its my turn baby, youâre young enough that you should be able to go again without resting first.â
Judy wrapped her arms around my neck and began to ride me hard. Now she bounced up and down, rising up until just my head remained in her honey pot before slamming down all the way. My hips began thrusting up to meet her on the way down making her moan like crazy. We continued like this until we were bathed in sweat in spite of the a.c. running.
Finally she whispered in my ear that she was close at which point we somehow managed to increase our speed. When her eyes shut and she bit her lip I thrust a number of times burying myself to the balls while clamping my mouth on her left breast and nipple. Judy came like gangbusters then calling out my name as she shuddered. My hips continued their rhythm as I again irrigated the depths of her canal.
Judy sank her head against my shoulder as our bodies slowly recovered from our carnal exertions. When sufficiently recovered she raised her head and again met my gaze.
âOkay Peter, Iâm ready now. I feel so good that even firing me wonât wipe the smile off my face, at least not right away.â
âJudy you have to promise me that you will be a good girl and not say anything until its official, okay?â
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The next morning I arrived a few minutes late as my body was still recovering from the previous nights debauchery. The first thing I did was head to Chetâs cubicle. His eyes had a haggard look as if he hadnât slept well and once I arrived he practically jumped to his feet. There was no need for preliminaries so I got right to it.
âChet you know this isnât about you or the job youâve done but I have to let you go. But before saying or doing anything please go and see Mr. Johnson. Good luck.â
He just nodded as if he expected to hear what he did and walked off in the direction of Mr. Johnsonâs office. Next I headed to see Judy at her desk. When I arrived her head was down and she was working. After speaking with her I left the cubicle allowing a couple of co-workers to congratulate her for retaining her position. Before I reached my office I ran into Chet who was returning already. He looked pleased at the turn of events and smiled and shook my hand.
âWell I guess its for the best or at least a lot better than it could be under the circumstancesâ he said to me before I slapped him on the back as he went on his way.
I breezed past Barbara as I entered my office and sat down. She had followed me in and shut the door behind her.
âWell thatâs over with nowâ she stated emphatically. âNow maybe you can return to normal instead of being so distracted that you do silly things.â
âBarbara I know its affected me some butâŚâ
âNo buts Peter. However it doesnât matter because Iâve been vigilant in protecting you.â
As Barbara said this she walked closer and unless I was mistaken I detected the scent of perfume which was unusual to say the least.
âI mean really Peter with what you were up to last evening and being so careless about it.â
Barbara clucked her tongue and though I did my best to show nothing outwardly, inside I was flabbergasted. She perched her willowy frame on the corner of my desk and smoothed out the skirt portion of her dress.
âIf one is going to be a naughty boy then one should at least stop making an audio recording to make sure that there is no evidence.â
My jaw dropped as I remembered what I had been doing the previous evening when Judy arrived. The whole episode must have been recorded and Barbara in the course of her duties had discovered it.
âWell donât worry Peter, no one will find it now. If the wrong person had heard it they might have thought that Ms. Phillips had shamelessly offered her body to you to keep her job and you were complicit and accepted. I know the truth however, that she really couldnât help herself as you are so damn attractive and the thought of never seeing you drove her to temporary insanity. I know Iâve been on the verge since I started working for you.â
To be honest I was shocked at what she said but what she did next stunned me. Barbara sat on my lap and wrapped her arms around me as she wiggled her supple bottom.
âFrom now on if you have an âitchâ that has to be scratched let me know. I guarantee that I donât disappoint. In celebration of our new understanding Peter, Iâm making a reservation for dinner at a little Italian place near where I live. This way if we have too much wine weâll be close to my place. Donât worry I have a toothbrush just waiting for you and I donât think youâll be needing pajamas. I plan on bringing a report with me just in case we run into someone from the office so we have plausible deniability. You have to learn to use your head Peter.â
She turned and kissed me and it was quite pleasant especially when she worked her agile tongue into my mouth. After a minute she broke the kiss and got off me, again smoothing her skirt. Barbara fixed her lipstick before heading for the door. As I watched her go I noticed her slim hips positively swayed as she walked out. This was going to be an interesting evening for sure.
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Jill and I got dressed quickly for the dinner date with Patrick and Heidi.
All characters and events in this story are completely fictional of my own creation. Any similarity to real events or people is purely coincidence. All characters in this story are over the age of 18. I am not a professional nor even an amateur writer. Please remember this when reading. Positive comments about storyline are welcome.
The flight back from Vegas was uneventful.
Third story to My History Teacher series. I suggest reading the first two stories to be fully educated on Ms. Harper and Emily’s relationship. I know more than a few people have been waiting on this, so enjoy (;
The cruise celebration supporting Tenor Industries has arrived for Tina. She finds herself on-board the small cruise ship with a dozen client executives.
We head to dinner….
This is a true account of what happened when I had some new carpets fitted at my house 3 weeks ago, which I thought I would share with you.
I am 31 years old, and after a messy divorce from my husband 6 months ago I bought a new house. It needed lots of work doing to it after the previous elderly owner had died, and I thought the whole project would take my mind off of the divorce. To cut a long story short, all the major work had been completed and the final job was to have new carpets laid in the lounge and dining rooms.
It was Friday morning and the fitters were due to arrive at 11am, and they did so on time. I opened the door to 2 of them, and welcomed them into the house. Both of them were men in their 40’s who asked to be showed where the carpets were to be laid. I showed them into the room and they got to work. Then the doorbell rang again.
“That’ll be Craig, our trainee,” one of them said. “He’s bringing some more of the gear out of the van”.
“I’ll get it,” I said. “You two can get underway”. I walked down the hallway and opened the front door to a younger guy who I guessed was about 17 or 18, and who was struggling with a big, heavy leather tool-bag. He was only about 5 foot 6 or 7 tall and of a slim, athletic build and so I guessed he’d be struggling with the heavy bag.
“You must be Craig,” I grinned. He had short dark hair, brown eyes and a slightly olive skin. He wore a navy football shirt displaying his favourite team’s sponsorship logo and his black shorts hung from his slender waist. He was good looking in a very “boy next door” type of way, and he must have seen me checking out his physique.
“Hi, yes I am.” He smiled back at me, displaying a line of perfect white teeth. His hazel-coloured eyes danced and I saw him run his eyes up and down my own slim figure. As I said, I’m 31. I work out almost every day and I’m proud of my sexy body. I have nice, firm, rounded tits (not too big) and a small waist. The gym keeps my thighs nice and firm and I have several admirers at work.
“Let me help you with that bag,” I almost gushed. I stepped forwards to help the young boy and in reaching out to help him with the bag our hands touched. An electric shock-like charge went through my hand.
“Thanks,” he said “but it’s more awkward really than heavy”. He brushed past me much too close as he came in, and his groing gently brushed against mine. I caught a whiff of his aftershave and my pussy gave a little twinge. His eyes caught mine and he smiled his sweet smile, giving me another closer look at those perfect white teeth. “Which room am I working in?”
I led him into the lounge where the other two were getting underway and left them to it. I couldn’t take my mind off of Craig, and after about half an hour I found myself in my bedroom changing into a shorter skirt that showed off my gym-toned thighs and calves and a tight little top that accentuated my breasts. I checked my make up, and put my shoulder-length chestnut coloured hair into a pony-tail and dabbed a little perfume onto my wrists and neck. I couldn’t believe that I was getting myself ready to seduce this young stud given my age, but I was aching to be touched and loved after my divorce.
I slipped back downstairs and offered the guys a drink. I took the coffees back into the room, and the older two were outside having a cigarette break. I noticed Craig looking me up and down, and I was delighted when he followed me back out to the kitchen whilst I tidied up.
“Have you lived here long?” he asked.
“No, just since my divorce – about six months I think. The house needed lots of work when I moved here, but I think it’s all pretty much done now”.
He grinned. “It’s looking good”, he said as he openly looked at my breasts.
I wasn’t sure if he meant me or the house! I blushed. I only have a small kitchen, and I had to squeeze between him and the cupboards to get to the end to put the coffee away. I think he was actually pushing his groin into mine on purpose, and I could smell his musk as I was trying to move between him and the worktop. I looked up into those hazel eyes and he leant his head down towards me with a smile and our lips almost met, but just as I was about to pull him towards me and kiss him we jerked apart as we heard the other two guys come back indoors from their cigarette break. I blushed crimson again.
As the other two got back to work, Craig said to me “I need to use the bathroom, can you tell me where it is?”
“It’s upstairs,” I flustered back. “Follow me, I’ll show you where it is.”
He followed me closely up the stairs, and I could feel his eyes burning into the back of my arse, undressing me and playing through his mind what my pussy and bottom must look and feel like underneath that tight little skirt. I teased him a little by moving my arse sexily as he followed me upstairs. As we got to the bathroom he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me up against the wall. His gentle, smooth hands cupped my arse grinding my waist against his athletic thighs and he pulled my waiting mouth up to his. His tongue snaked into my mouth and we french-kissed wildly, our tongues exploring, caressing, probing. I nearly came right there and then as I rubbed the bulge in the front of his shorts with my soft, small hands.
I broke the kiss, breathing heavily. “Oh, Craig” I almost whimpered. He said nothing and plunged his tongue back into my mouth for round two. I ran my hands through his hair, down his back and onto his arse and thighs as we kissed and slurped together passionately.
This time he broke away, and breathing heavily said how he’d wanted to fuck me from the moment I opened the door that morning. Somehow, I regained my composure and said that we couldn’t do anything right there and then as his colleagues were downstairs. He was still rock hard in his shorts and I was desperate to rip his shorts off there and then and fuck him on the landing. I resisted.
“Why don’t you come back here this evening?” I suggested. “We can spend the whole evening together”.
We quickly swapped phone numbers, and after another leg-trembling french-kiss he went back downstairs to help his colleagues finish the carpet.
After they had finished and gone, I had a long bath with aromatic bath salts to help me smell and taste sweet for my young stud. After my bath, I dressed in sheer black stockings with black lacey hold ups which gripped my upper thighs sexily. Black knickers and a black lacey bra finished off the look, and I put on my dressing gown. As I was drying my hair, my phone beeped with a text message. My young lover would be here in 40 minutes. I did my make up, and put on some sexy bright red lipstick, which I hoped he would be kissing off of me in about 45 minutes!
Sure enough the doorbell rang, and there he was. Dressed in tight blue jeans which showed off his slender athletic legs and waist, and a blue t-shirt and sneakers. He stepped into the hall, but seemed a little more shy this evening than the rampant, eager young boy he was that afternoon. We went into the lounge and I poured us both a big vodka and tonic, hoping that would take the edge off a bit. We spoke about nothing in particular, his football interests and the team he played for. And that he left school at 18 and fell into being a carpet fitter. I realised that I’d have to take the lead, so I sat next to him on the sofa and gently rubbed his firm thigh, up and down. Somewhere under the denim, his young cock stirred into life. He pulled my eager mouth onto his and french-kissed me, his tongue probing every corner of my mouth. We kissed slowly and deeply, our lips pressed together until I broke the kiss. I laughed.
“What are you laughing at?” he asked, laughing as well nervously.
“Your mouth!” I giggled. “It’s covered in red lipstick that’s rubbed off of me”.
“That’s what the taste was then!” he laughed, more confident now. “It tastes so sweet, I want to kiss you and kiss you some more so it goes all over my face,” he said.
My wish was his command, and I pulled him close for another tongue-twisting kiss.
I broke our kiss, stood up and slowly undid my dressing gown and took it off, letting it fall onto the floor. Craig drank in the sight of my body for the first time clad in the stockings and bra. I sank to my knees and undid his belt and jeans, tugging them gently off of his legs as he sat so they fell to his feet. I realised with a pang that only the thin cotton of his boxer shorts were between me and his bulging cock. A couple of drops of pre-cum had made a small wet patch in his them. I looked up into his eyes, and pulled them gently down to join his jeans at his feet.
His cock sprang up to meet me, just an inch or two from my nose. He was un-cut and not huge, about 5 or 6 inches long in this semi-hard state. I gave him a sexy smile and placed some soft, gentle kisses onto his inner thighs. He moaned slightly, and with that I took his cock head into my mouth. I felt him growing and stiffening in my mouth and he let out a gasp as my tongue went to work on his cock head. His pre-cum tasted warm and slightly salty as I lapped it gently from his hardening rod. Craig placed both hands gently on the back of my head as I began bobbing up and down on him, occasionally coming up for air and kissing his cock end trying to coax more pre-cum from it. I wrapped my red lips back gently round his cock, sliding down the shaft leaving a red smear of lipstick in my wake all the way to the base so that the tip gently nudged my throat and my nose was nestled in his dark pubic hair. At this deep-throating action, I felt his thighs and waist beginning to twitch and pump more urgently and I guessed that my young adonis was about to reach his peak. I sucked slightly harder then. As he gave in to the waves of pleasure sweeping his body his hips and thighs bucked strongly up off of the sofa and he came in my mouth.
There were a few drops of pre-cum, but then his virile young cock flexed and pumped a thick glob of salty, warm sperm into my mouth. I swallowed it with delight, and as he bucked and arched again another bigger shot of his young sperm shot into my mouth. He pulsed about five or six times in all, each load of sperm seeming bigger and tasting sweeter than the last as I milked his still twitching balls. Due to the size of his ejaculation, some sperm slid down his cock, over my fingers and onto the top of his thighs. When I felt certain that I’d milked every last drop from him, I pulled away and began tenderly kissing and lapping at the still-warm sperm on his thighs as he looked down at me, still breathing hard from his huge orgasm. As his beautiful cock left my mouth, it was smeared in lipstick, saliva and the traces of his semen, but still in an almost defiant semi-hard state.
“Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!!” he shouted in glee. “That was out of this fucking world,” and he laughed. “Thank you so much!”
“I’m not finished yet,” I said to him. I stood up, and held out my hand. “You can return the favour to me upstairs now”.
Craig rose from the sofa and was about to pull his boxer shorts and jeans back up from his ankles.
“Leave those here,” I giggled. “You won’t need them!”
My young lover led me up the stairs wearing just his t-shirt and socks, and I had the pleasure of watching those young athletic thighs and arse go up the stairs in front of me. Again I felt the need just to grab him and fuck him hard right there and then, but resisted.
We sat on the bed together and began kissing and caressing. I lifted his t-shirt up over his head and felt my breasts mash up against his sinewy chest through my bra as he laid on top of me, gently caressing and kising me. His soft hands began exploring between my thighs, and I climaxed as his fingers found and probed in between my quivering pussy lips. His keen, young fingers rubbed firmly against the front wall of my vagina, and once he found my g-spot a glorious wave of orgasm built up and tore through my body head to toe. His thumb found my clit, and after a few moments with the double stimulation I felt yet another heavenly wave of pleasure sweep right through me as I arched my back and came hard.
While all this was going on, I didn’t notice his cock begin to stiffen and harden.
“Have you got any condoms?” he breathed.
I was delirious still from my last climax, and badly wanted to feel my young stud’s meat in my belly.
“Don’t worry about them, I want to feel you come inside me,” I gasped. I pulled him close for another passionate kiss and he spread my thighs gently as his still lipstick smudged cock was pointed at my eager, tight pussy. I felt his cock head gently push between my pussy lips as my vagina stretched to welcome him.
He teased me for a couple of moments, until his hips thrust down on me and he pushed his cock home in one sharp thrust.
I sighed with pleasure, “Ah!”. I felt Craig enter me, and I wrapped my smooth creamy thighs around his tight ass. He paused for a second, then began gently fucking me in a slow, gentle and loving rhythm. We kissed and caressed, my hands exploring his back and gently resting on the back of his own arms. After a few minutes, the virile young teenager in him awoke like a slumbering giant as he began to ride me faster and faster. Bucking and thrusting into my helpless pussy, pounding it mercilessly. His balls began slapping my arse as he drove his thick cock into me again, and again, and again. The bed creaked with every thrust of his hips as I wrapped my thighs tighter around his pumping legs and arse, not wanting this to end as he fucked me mercilessly harder and harder.
“Come on baby, fuck my pussy! Harder, harder. Fuck me. Do it.” I urged Craig on – cheered him on almost as if my life depended on it. The onslaught continued as he battered and rammed my pussy with his young cock. I felt myself starting to come harder than I ever had from intercourse in my whole life, as my cunt started to pulse and tighten around his thrusting cock. “I’m coming,” I moaned. “I’m coming now!” And another orgasm tore threw me. My back arched and I writhed hard against my young lover, my vagina throbbing with desire.
I felt his motion start to speed up and his breathing quicken. My young stud was getting ready to come too! I urged him on to his own bellowing orgasm as his thighs and hips bucked hard against me and a squadron of a million virile, hungry, young sperm flicked their tails one last time and swarmed into my helpless pussy. I felt Craig’s glorious, young cock pulse hard about five or six times deep inside my belly as he pumped his potent, teeming sperm into their new home, to feast on my completely defenceless egg.
We kissed passionately as our orgasm subsided and our breathing slowed. His cock remained inside me as his hardness subsided, as we kissed and caressed some more. He gently pulled his beautiful cock out of my sperm-filled and battle weary snatch. And as he did a trickle of his sperm came out of me as well. It dripped onto the bed sheets to mingle with the sweat generated by our orgasm.
We slept for probably an hour or so, my head resting on his chest our arms and legs entangled. My hand rested on Craig’s cock, his pubic hair matted with a mixture of his beautiful sperm and my pussy juice. When we awoke we shared a long shower together where I sucked his cock back to attention as the water trickled down over us. We fucked again in the shower, and twice again in the bed – each time harder and more urgently than the previous time. His virile young cock drubbing my poor pussy into submission and giving me three more helpings of his sweet semen.
We slept.
As he was leaving the house the next morning, I kissed my young buck goodbye at the door. Suddenly, an uncontrollable urge swept over the pair of us and he fucked me again on my new lounge carpet, the one he’d fitted only 24 hours before! I guess that weekend, the new lounge carpet and me both got properly laid!
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Tina accepts the job offered her in all its unique opportunities and requirements. She transitions into the job.
A curve from my original story line as suggested by one of my readers.
I want to emphasise that this story is entirely fiction. It was inspired by some pictures of a very sexy lady, which you can find in an album on my profile page, but you have to be registered and logged in to see them (I also have some other pictures there, selected to accompany some of my other stories). The photos go with the first part of the story, so do look for them if you can â but I must make it absolutely clear that the woman in the photos is NOT, repeat NOT, the character in the story, which is entirely an invented fantasy scenario. Sadly, I have never conducted a performance review like this … but there are a few times when I have been tempted, oh yes, sorely tempted!
This story is the sequel to ‘My History Teacher’. This story was repeadetly asked for and I wa more than happy to provide it to the hungry and horny imaginations of people such as yourself. If you haven’t read ‘My History Teacher’ I highly recommend it đ Enjoy!
In need of money she steals from him. Given the choice of going to prison or becoming his slut she chooses SLUT
Tina and Mr. Woodburn meet with a client, President and CFO, about a new project. Tina takes both to dinner by herself. The after dinner lead to a three-some in their hotel.
I have noticed that my more recent stories have been getting longer, so here for a change is something a little shorter. It is a kind of companion piece to my very first story (Shoplifter Surprise), although the location and characters are different. The story is fiction, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental.
This story is fiction, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental.
It was due to my college tuition that it all happened. After my parents had divorced two years ago my father had moved across the country and cut off all contact with me. My Mom had had to take two jobs for awhile just to get out of the pile of bills she was under partially due to the divorce so when it was time for me to go to college I had to pay my own way. My first year I had to work long hours to pay for it and it was difficult to find enough time for studying let alone for a social life.
It was during the summer when I was nineteen between my first and second year of college that my life took a turn that led to the unexpected place I found myself in. Though I still worked I actually had some time to have fun and it was while I was at a bar on a Friday night that things changed forever. I was drinking a lot thanks to my fake I.D. when I saw the bar was having a best bodies contest. Some friends talked me into entering because I was always in good shape and cut so I decided what the hey.
That night I came in second place and won $50 but after I was back at the table a free round of drinks arrived at the table followed shortly by a sharply dressed man. He introduced himself as Carlo and told me he had a business proposition for me. Needless to say even while drunk I was suspicious of his motives but he gave me his business card which identified him as a promoter. One of his endeavors was that he promoted male strippers for parties and clubs for a strictly female clientele.
âWith your physique and baby face you could make a lot of money kid. If youâre interested when youâre sober give me a call tomorrowâ were his last words to me before he departed.
His card wound up in my pocket and I didnât think anymore of it until the next day when I discovered the card again. Though I doubted that Iâd do it I could find out the details at the least so I called the number. Carlo informed me that Iâd be able to only work nights which would free up my days for classes. Also the money Iâd be making would easily dwarf what I was now making and that was before tips and other âperksâ.
Since I was young and you only live once I decided to give it a try on one condition. I asked Carlo if there was anyway that I could do it disguised. He laughed and said it was possible, but added that hiding my face would hurt my bottom line but that was my business. He informed me that he was promoting a show that very night so I could go and see for myself, learn the ropes and get my feet wet so to speak. I agreed to meet him at the club that night.
That night sure was an education for me. To be honest I had seen some of those cfnm videos on the net but I figured they exaggerated somewhat for the camera. But what I saw was insane the way some of the women acted. Whether younger or older, thin or thick, with all heights and ethnicities some of these women went crazy which seemed to be encouraged.
While some of the women were embarrassed and refused to do more than look there were others who fondled, spanked and even sucked the talent. As the night progressed and the alcohol flowed things got even crazier. A couple of the strippers, out of a team of four, actually fucked a couple of customers who pulled up their skirts and were banged either bent over or actually on the top of table as the other women cheered them on.
They pulled out and came on the women and were showered with bills for doing so while the other two strippers came from receiving oral service. In moments while free the guys told me what to expect as well as regaling me with their most impressive exploits with the ladies. In fact many of the women were so worked up that I ended up with a number of phone numbers as well as offers for sex and that was while I was fully dressed hanging out by the edge of the room.
When the show was over I talked with Carlo backstage and I agreed to give it a try. He told me to show up the next afternoon so I could go through a crash course in dancing and other skills. But as he explained having the right look and being willing and able to âentertainâ the ladies as necessary was more important than pure dancing skill.
âBeing able to play to the crowd and read what a particular woman or group wants is the key. Now unless Iâm mistaken I saw you making friends already even when not working and you probably want to go get laid. Enjoy it now because after doing this awhile some guys say it becomes like workâ Carlo informed me.
That seemed hard to believe to me initially so I said good night and went to meet a young woman named Jamie who had come with some friends. She was in her early twenties and we wound up having sex in my car in the parking lot as neither of us lived alone. It was okay but I never called her again and she was just as happy to move on as I was.
So started my career as a male exotic dancer. I didnât turn down any opportunities to work as I wanted to earn all I could before the fall semester began. To protect my identity I wore a mask similar to what some wrestlers wore as I didnât want anyone to know who I was or how I earned my money. It might hurt my income potential some as my good looks were hidden but with my physique as well as my above average male endowment I did fine. Add the fact that I was young and my loads were large and many a lady squealed as I made a big mess on their face as we were cheered on by the crowd.
Of course I didnât tell my Mom what I was doing instead telling her I was working for a party promoter which was true as far as it went. She had been doing well at work and in fact she had just been promoted and had received a nice raise. This particular Friday evening Iâd let her know that Iâd be working which was fine as she might go out with some of the women she worked with and have a drink due to her promotion. That was a bit unusual as Mom wasnât much of a drinker and to be honest since her divorce Mom didnât go out much. I had tried to encourage her to socialize as she was still under forty and a very attractive lady but except for a few dates where someone had set her up she stayed home for the most part.
That night the club was hopping. The way it worked would be that only ladies were allowed in during the show and afterwards it was opened to allow men in after they paid a large cover charge. Then they had a chance to score with a horny, half drunken woman. Since I was still the rookie I would wind up in the least desirable location where there were generally fewer women. Up to this point I had yet to actually fuck a woman as part of the show. Like all strippers Iâd had customers fondling and sucking me and most nights I came, usually on the face of a woman and Iâd certainly gone home with more than one woman at the end of the night.
But somehow Iâd yet to go all the way during a show. Part of it was my reluctance to do so and also maybe my persuasive skills hadnât developed as much as some of the other entertainers. The woman had to usually be really horny or slutty to be fucked in front of a crowd while no doubt her friends took pictures with their camera phones. Finally I have to mention that before every show I would masturbate to a small orgasm in order to prevent me from blowing too quickly while performing. For a young guy like me coming four times in a night wasnât the problem but if I came too fast during a show that would be one. And with multiple women jerking and sucking me and many of them wanting to be the one to make the stripper shoot his load before her friend could, it certainly helped to prevent premature ejaculation.
That night when I took the stage I was the last to do so. The other strippers were dispersed around entertaining the crowd. The club floor had a somewhat L-shaped floor plan with two stages – the main one in the large area and the smaller one located in the angle of the L. After being introduced as âThe Masked Marvelâ I leaped on the smaller stage and danced for a minute as I removed my costume which consisted of a robe like a wrestler or boxer would wear and a pair of trunks that would rip away followed by me removing my matching thong leaving me with only my mask and boots on.
With the alternating dim and flashing lights and the music beating I jumped from the stage and started to roam the crowd, shaking my moneymaker in front of the ladies as I handled my package. Already a few bold women had slapped my ass or ran their fingers over my torso when a younger, bigger gal took my cock and started to stroke it. Immediately I started to harden and she then took it in her mouth and sucked it. She was very good at it and I was rock hard in no time but I had to break away as she seemed to be more than willing to continue until I came.
However I had to mingle with others as that was part of the job but one would always note where the eager ones were perhaps for a follow up visit later. I worked the small section of the L as that was my area for the night as the other three worked the larger section. Since I was the first to spend a lot of time there I didnât want for a hand or mouth to make me feel welcome when I headed to a table that was by the back wall. A bunch of the women were standing and beckoning me to join them so I proceeded over there and started by dirty dancing with a taller woman before giving a sitting woman a lap dance. When I stood she smacked me hard as I shimmied away.
Another woman grabbed me and led me to a brown haired woman sitting at the back of the table who had her face covered with her hands. Pushing my ass onto her lap I gyrated as her friends hooted and hollered. When I stood the woman sitting next to her grabbed my cock and pulled it to her mouth. Up and down she worked it and she made up for her mediocre technique with unbridled enthusiasm.
âSuck his cock, suck his cockâ the women chanted. Mistakenly I assumed they were referring to the woman who right now had my hardness in her warm mouth but I was wrong. Another woman stood to the side of me and she reached out and took the hand of the woman whose lap I had just been on and guided it to the base of my thick engorged prick.
âSuck him, suck himâ they chanted again to encourage the seemingly reluctant woman.
The lady sucking me released my saliva coated erection in deference to the other woman. When I was turning toward that woman a camera flash went off in front of my face and I saw spots but I still stroked my hardness a few times. The next thing I knew my head was swallowed and I felt a tongue swirl around the sensitive underside making me gasp with pleasure.
I struck a pose flexing my muscles as the ladies cheered. Meanwhile more of my cock was taken into the wet mouth as my head hit the entrance to her throat. When I looked down I received the biggest shock of my young life. There concentrating as if her life depended on it was my Mom sucking on my cock. My mind went blank for a moment as she continued to slide her lips back and forth over me until she reached out and took my shaved balls into her hand.
When she did I saw her turn her head up to look at me as she pulled her mouth off me and licked all around the head like an ice cream cone. Thankfully my mask prevented me from being recognized and she dutifully continued her attention. Next she ran her tongue down my full length until she reached my balls which she then licked.
All the women must have been from her job as they all were cheering her on with calls of âYou go girl, suck it like you mean itâ, âCome on Patti, show us how the boss does itâ, âMake him shootâ and other such salacious comments.
My Mom was surprisingly good at fellatio and in fact if she was a stranger I think I would have cum as she lovingly worked her red lips along my turgid tool. Because she was my Mom Iâd have preferred if I lost my erection but her skill thwarted that. After a while her jaw muscles must have tired and she released me as she caught her breath.
Sensing an opportunity to escape this unintentional incestuous interlude I turned hoping to put some distance between us but the group of women from the table had hemmed me in. A young woman around my age grabbed me around my cock and bent down and licked me before pulling her head up as she jerked me roughly. One of the older women there seized my arm firmly.
âDonât think that youâre going anywhere stud. Weâre out in the boondocks here and we donât get much attention in this section. Our boss was promoted and sheâs going to get shown a good time especially since its been awhile for her and you have the nice big cock to do it.â
Already a number of bills had been stuffed in the armbands I wore to accentuate my biceps when the older woman now grabbed my erection in a death grip and spun me around by yanking on it.
âWell Patti now is your chance so donât back out now. You agreed to it and you donât want to go back on your word in front of everybody, do you?â
My Mom had conflicting emotions showing on her face. She seemed a little tipsy to me and I could clearly see desire reflected there though it was tempered by her natural modesty. As I said my Mom was a very attractive woman with brown hair cut around shoulder length and sparkling green eyes which shone with lust at this moment but she always had dressed conservatively. In fact she had always worn a one piece bathing suit and never a bikini even though her body was better than girls who were half her age.
She now had on a button down white blouse but it was unbuttoned lower than usual for her and I could see the creamy tops of her medium sized breasts above the white lacy bra she had on. She was also wearing a knee length black skirt and black stockings.
âI donât know about this Donnaâ she said to the woman who held me tightly.
âCome on Patti, you gave your word but more importantly you havenât got any since your divorce you told meâ she replied to my Mom.
My Mom looked mortified when she said that in front of everyone but it seemed to inspire her. She stood and pulled her skirt up over her wide hips to her waist revealing a black pair of silky bikini panties before she sat on the edge of the table.
âEat her puss, eat her pussâ all the women chanted in unison as Donna pulled me close to my Mom by my dick.
I wasnât sure if I could do this when I looked at her and saw my Momâs face was a mixture of vulnerability combined with naked passion. Somehow this hardened my resolve to bring her pleasure. As strange as it sounds I felt I owed her this for all the sacrifices she had made for me during my life.
Bending down I brought my mouth to her panty covered mound inspiring raucous cheers from the table. There was a damp spot in the center of her flower and I could smell her natural scent and it intoxicated me. For a minute I kissed and gently nibbled at her covered treasure before I reached my hands up and slipped my fingers under the waistband. With one swift motion I yanked them down revealing her womanhood in all its glory.
Itâs no exaggeration that it was the most beautiful pussy I had beheld in my nineteen years on this earth. Right at that moment it gleamed from her natural juices that seeped from her and the inner lips were swollen from desire. They were pale pink with a slightly darker pink inside them which was positively soaked from her arousal. She had obviously waxed recently as the only hair was a small triangle of curly, brown hair right above her vulva.
For only a moment I paused as I took in the beauty of her nether region before I buried my face at her womanly delta. My tongue ran the length of her upwards from the bottom of her plump lips until I reached her clit which I flicked making Mom moan. Next I pushed my tongue between her lips and worked it as deep as it could go spinning it as much as I could.
Her hand ran along the material of my mask as her co-worker Donna continued stroking me just enough to keep me from shrinking. All I was concerned with was eating this delicious pussy however. My mouth alternated kissing her lips, sucking her clit and licking all of her womanhood. She was making little sounds like a kitten now so I sucked her clit between my lips as I lashed it with my tongue.
After doing this for thirty seconds her body tensed and her legs clamped on my face as she began to shudder from her orgasm. Her delicious nectar I felt flow to my covered chin and soak my mask when Donna brought her mouth by my covered ear.
âYouâre doing great, now all you have to do is put this thick prick in her and give it to her good.â
The reasoning part of my brain had shut down or at the least it was not functioning normally as I straightened up without thinking about what I was about to do. Donna positioned my bulbous head by the entrance to the paradise where I had originated. My head was shiny and slick from my pre-cum as I looked down at my Mom. Her eyes were half shut and she had a wanton expression on her beautiful face and I realized I had never desired a woman the way I wanted her at that moment and the consequences be damned.
Without conscious thought my hips drove forward pushing into her wet opening. She moaned as she bit her lower lip when my head forced its way inside. Mom was extremely tight as befitted a woman who had gone years since she was penetrated but my stiff cock wouldnât be denied. Her wet folds yielded to the steady force as I pushed deeper in her channel. Once I was halfway inside Mom I pulled back until only my head remained ensconced and after waiting a moment I reversed course again sliding deeper into her than before.
Momâs eyes were closed as I worked in and out of her ultra tight hole and I continued to stretch her out as my cock sank further with each thrust. Her pink flesh was like a velvet vice on my shaft and it yielded willingly as I plumbed her depths but when I would pull back it seemed to resist fiercely any retreat by my hard length. Putting my hands on her shoulders I guided her body back so her torso lay flat on the table and I was able to unbutton her blouse lower.
My fingers fumbled as they clumsily undid the buttons but eventually I succeeded in my task. My hungry hands pulled the lacy material of her cups downward freeing the soft flesh beneath. Mom had two small white globes topped with pink nipples and areolas which my hands covered and fondled lovingly. Her slim hands covered mine as she gasped with pleasure from the stimulation she was receiving. During this I had continued thrusting in and out of her flower even increasing the speed as she adjusted to my girth inside her.
Now I bent my knees a little which adjusted the angle of my thrusts slightly. Every time I drove forward my large head rubbed the top wall of her pussy channel stimulating her bundle of sensitive nerves there greatly. Mom was moaning continuously now as she was being pushed towards imminent release. Her long legs clamped around my waist and her hands reached out and I felt her nails dig into the skin of my forearms, marking the flesh in her throes of passion.
We stayed like that a moment, totally oblivious to everything around us as I enjoyed the feeling of her pussy muscles clenching on me during her climax. When she recovered somewhat she grabbed hold of my ass and in a low husky voice Mom demanded I continue.
âDonât stop yet baby, keep going. Fuck me some more with that big meat of yours until you cum and hopefully I can cum again too.â
That was something I didnât need to hear twice. Again I moved my hips in the familiar rhythm of love but I now began to pound her sweet hole harder than before. Between all the fucking and her lubrication I was sliding all the way to the depths of her wet canal with each thrust now. When I first started I wasnât able to go balls deep but as she expanded to accommodate me it felt like my cock was being fully enclosed by a wet skintight glove that caressed my full length.
My thumb found her clit and rubbed it gently as I bottomed out with each forward motion of my body. Even as we were surrounded by cheering women and bass heavy music I managed to tune that out as my impending orgasm rapidly approached. When Momâs fingers clutched my active hand I knew she was close as well so I increased my speed. We came together and I filled her with the fruit of our labors. Shot after shot of my teenage spunk jetted its way in her vagina as my balls emptied into her welcoming pussy.
She pulled me to her and for the first time ever our lips met with passion. The flavor of the wine she had consumed I tasted on her sweet mouth as my last remaining cum flowed out. Reluctantly I broke our kiss and straightened up and as I did I slid from her pussy. Mom surprised me by slipping off the table and swallowing my head which was covered in our mingled fluids until it was clean. As soon as she released it the table burst into cheers and I saw we had attracted a large audience with our show.
With all the hubbub going on I managed to slip away and head to the tiny âbackstageâ area. The best I could do was wipe down with some moist towelettes before changing to my regular clothing. Telling Carlo I wasnât feeling well I got paid and slipped out the back door of the club and then I drove home. I was so confused by what had happened my hands actually shook on the wheel but I made it home with no problems.
Quickly I showered and put some sweats on but I also put on a long sleeved shirt due to marks on my forearms that my Mom had given me. After a couple of shots of vodka and half a joint I felt almost normal but I was undecided on what to do. The nights events replayed themselves in my mind again and again and I wrestled with the fact that I had just had sex with my Mom and that it was the best Iâd ever had. But I knew it was wrong and couldnât happen again even though when I replayed it in my mind it aroused me greatly.
The best thing to do would be to go to bed and sleep on my predicament and hope the morning brought me new counsel when I heard a car door slam and voices out front. Within a minute the front door opened and my Mom came in. She was humming to herself as she entered and she seemed surprised to see me home already. Iâd been about to go upstairs but she beckoned me over.
âI donât usually see you home this early during the weekend Jason. Come give your mother a kiss before you go to bed.â
With mixed emotions I went and embraced my Mom while giving her a peck on the cheek. The scent of our earlier coupling I could still faintly detect on her along with the wine she had consumed.
âJason do I smell liquor on your breathâ she slurred before giggling. âNot that I should talk as Iâve drank more wine tonight then I ever remember doing. The girls wanted me to celebrate so for once I let myself go.â
I know I shouldnât have but I couldnât help myself from replying.
âDid you have a good time Mom?â I asked.
That triggered a huge smile on her face as she considered my question.
âI really did baby. Maybe I should go out with the girls more often.â
Any other response probably wouldnât have affected me like that one but it struck a nerve and I found myself speaking before I thought about it.
âIt sounded like you were dropped off Mom.â
âYeah one of the girls drove me home as Iâm a little tipsy.â
âIf you want me to drive you to get your car tomorrow then let me knowâ I told her.
âI donât want to trouble you Jason, you have things you probably want to do tomorrow.â
âWhat could be more important then helping my Mom?â
âYou are so sweet baby, how was I lucky enough to have such a wonderful young man for a son?â
Mom hugged me after saying that and she kind of lost her footing from her tipsy state but I easily held her. When I felt a growing reaction in my groin from her contact with me I quickly let her go and turned away before she could notice my arousal. Her hand touched me on my back.
âWhat is it? Is something wrong Jason? Please tell me, weâve always been so close that I thought you could tell me anything.â
âIâm not sure if I can say anything this time Mom but itâll be for your own good.â
âI donât understand baby, please.â
It would be easy to blame the vodka but either way it doesnât matter. Something in my head clicked as I walked to where my bag with my work clothes was. I removed an item and slipped it into my hand.
âMom you better sit down if you want to hear this but Iâm warning you that itâll be difficult.â
She sat on the couch and I saw the worry on her face and I considered again what I was about to do but I couldnât stop myself for some reason. Sitting down next to her I couldnât even look her way as I placed the mask Iâd been wearing earlier on the couch between us.
âOh my God Jason. Are you saying⌠You canât mean thatâŚ.Am I dreaming?â
âNo Mom youâre not dreaming but part of me wishes you were. Thatâs the new job I have. Iâve made a lot more money doing it then I was making and I figured it wouldnât hurt anyone and no one knew who I was. But tonight before I realized it you were, well you know, and then it was like I was trapped and things just snowballed. Iâm sorry Momâ I concluded.
She looked to be in shock as I got up and left her sitting there. Under the circumstances I didnât know what else to do. What does one normally do after informing ones mother that the two of you had sex earlier while you were a masked stripper? Once in my room I lay down but my mind was too confused to sleep. My thoughts swirled like a maelstrom in my mind with no hope of relief. Suddenly I felt the bed shift as my Mom sat next to me. When I looked I saw she had a glass in her hand half full of clear liquid and when she took a swallow she made a face. While she sat there neither of us said a word but she continued drinking it until the glass was empty. Finally she touched my arm and I looked her way.
âJason let me say what I have to with no interruptions please. Things havenât been easy for me the last few years since your father left me. I doubted myself and I didnât want to get hurt again so I shut myself off for the most part from human contact. Tonight was the first time Iâve been with a man since then and I now find out that it was you. Part of me wants to cry but part of me wants to laugh at it all. Iâm not sure why but I donât feel guilty about what happened even knowing it was you. Maybe because Iâm drunk and I was so horny and I had such a good time earlier, I donât know. But right now what happened has happened. We canât go back and change it, we just have to decide what to do tomorrow. But I know this, that the night still isnât over so Iâm going to do this.â
Saying that she leaned over and kissed me flush on the mouth as her body rolled on top of mine. Instantly we were kissing madly as our tongues explored each others mouths. The heat from her body radiated from Mom as I pulled her close. My rapidly hardening erection pushed into her soft body. My hands unzipped her skirt and she raised herself up enough that I could roll it and her panties past her ample hips. She then kneeled as she unbuttoned and removed her blouse.
My fingers unclasped her brassiere and tossed it aside and then my mouth closed over a pink nipple as I sucked on it. Mom gasped and attempted to push more of her breast into my mouth as I lavished attention on her pink, hard nub. Her hand was rubbing along my leg and when she brushed her fingers against my bulge I shuddered with desire.
Mom moved off me and removed her skirt and panties leaving on her black stockings as I stripped down until I was naked. With no need of preliminaries I pushed her onto her back and knelt between her legs. Her hand had already grasped me and was guiding me to her waiting entrance. My hips thrust forward as soon as she was ready and in one long stroke I completely sank to my balls. Our lips found each other and her long legs locked around me as we made sweet incestuous love.
Whether it was ten minutes or a hundred years I couldnât say at the time but after I discharged into her pinkness I didnât slow at all but continued at a steady pace. Finally she whispered in my ear and I rolled us over in response to her words and she now set the pace as her beautiful and sexy body rode me for all we were worth. This way my mouth found and gave proper attention to her perky breasts while my hand again played her clit like a maestro.
Only after she reached her state of nirvana did I begin to piston my hips up from below as I raced to join her in bliss. It was Mom squeezing my thickness with her internal muscles that pushed me past the point of no return. My mouth again clamped on a hard nipple as I erupted like Mt. Vesuvius inside her and when I did her teeth bit my shoulder hard in response. We lay joined like that as I eventually shrank though I didnât pull out from her. The last thing I remembered before I slept was Mom stroking my cheek while murmuring.
âMy sweet baby is all grown up now and he made Mommy so happy tonight.â
The sun shining through my window woke me the next day and I lay in bed alone. My headache and crusty penis convinced me that it wasnât a dream and my Momâs clothes still scattered about proved it. I stumbled to the shower and did my best to not think as the hot water cascaded down my body. As I left the bathroom in my robe I heard Mom call.
âJason breakfast is ready.â
Well might as well see how thing were I thought to myself as I headed down and sat at the kitchen table. My Mom placed a cup of coffee in front of me then laid her hand on my shoulder. My eyes gazed into her emerald ones as I tried to figure out what she was thinking.
âPenny for your thoughts honeyâ she said to me. I swallowed before replying.
âMomâ I began âmaybe if we could go back in time it would be a good thing but we canât. The way I see it we have two choices.â
âGo onâ Mom replied softly.
âOne that you are so disgusted with me and what I did that you want me out as soon as possible and I understand if you do.â
She made no response and had her face turned away so I continued.
âTwo that weâll do our best to put this behind us and Iâll try to forget that my Mom, the person who I love the most in the world, the woman who was always there for me is also the hottest and sexiest woman I know as well. Iâll try to be a good son to you and if Iâm thinking impure thoughts of you and I canât control them then I guess Iâll move back to option one.â
There was a period of silence after I spoke and Mom didnât move or speak. Finally when the tension was about to drive me insane she turned and looked into my eyes.
âYouâre young Jason so you can be forgiven for only presenting two choices but personally I reject them and propose another. Right now I have two life insurance policies on myself with you the beneficiary. Iâm going to cash one in so it can pay your tuition. That way you wonât have to strip for horny, desperate women.â
She held her hand up for silence before I could interrupt her then continued.
âAfter you graduate we could move from here to another city or state where no one knows us and people wouldnât worry so much about our relationship.â
At that moment Mom opened my robe before sitting on my lap while reaching down and taking me in hand.
âThat is if you donât mind living with this old lady who loves you and now desires you so much that no other man could compete. I tell you this Jason, no other woman will love you or satisfy you the way your mother will. What do you say?â
For an answer I kissed her hard as my hands pulled her closer.
THE END
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