I've been so nervous all day I've been shaking. I had to spend about an hour doing some real work, something the boss needed today, to be sent out before the weekend. The rest of the time I've been faking it. Most of the day I've either been stealing glances at Rob, or just shutting my eyes, thinking. A couple of times he noticed, but I smiled, as though it were just an accident. I doubt he believes that, but it's nothing new. We've been flirting for months, ever since he came to my department. At first it was just a smile, some idle chatter. We just got along good. Little by little though, it's elevated, nothing too overt, but we have both found ways to spend a little more time together in the office. He comes over and asks advice on his projects, and we end up chatting about almost anything. There was a task force a while ago, and I volunteered for it right after he did. Always five or six people in the meetings, but we were usually the first in and the last out. And he wo
CHAPTER 2 We excuse ourselves and head out the door. I only live three minutes from here, so we just walk. He's been there before, but always with a little group from the office. As soon as we are well away from the restaurant I feel his arm go around my back. I look up to him and smile and oh DAMN! I want to stop right there and kiss him, so much, but I know we should wait. But I don't have to. Somehow, suddenly, his arms are tight around me and I'm practically crushed against his body. And my arms are around his shoulders pulling him down as my chin goes up and my lips are slightly open and the millisecond before his are on mine takes forever and I have no idea who is moaning but I think its me but maybe its him too as our eyes close and I feel those wonderful soft lips he has thoughtfully moistened devour mine as his tongue slips into my mouth and mine greets it like an old friend and we must be kissing forever because at the end of time there are people watching us, and I
CHAPTER 3 And I lower my head again, sliding him to the back of my mouth, then bobbing faster, my lips tightening around his shaft, my mouth sucking each time I lift my head. I swirl my tongue around the length of his shaft with every stroke, and I start to drool around the corners of my mouth. His hips are bucking again, pistoning up and down raggedly, trying to keep up with my strokes. I love listening to him, groaning, panting, swearing, and really, calling my name, almost as a mantra. Suddenly, he stops and stiffens, and I open my eyes to look at him. He has two big handfuls of sheets, and his eyes are wide open, staring. Then his eyes close, his face contorts and his hips lift, ramming his cock deep into my mouth. I have hot cum spurting into my throat, filling my mouth and overflowing from my lips. I clamp down even tighter, not wanting to lose a drop, and he writhes on the bed, hips pumping, cock captive in my mouth. He growls, cries, moans and finally collaps
CHAPTER 4 He grins and rolls back from me a little, looking down at me. I smile back and slowly squirm and stretch again, putting my hands over my head, displaying my body to him. No sense being shy now. I want him to get to know every inch of me. I arch my back, stretching the skin over my breasts, and I feel my nipples crinkle and harden. Then I push my hips up and grind, slowly spreading my legs. I feel totally wanton, and I'm sure that's just how I look. And that's just what I want. Oh God, I love it! He puts a hand flat on my stomach, lightly, and whispers, "Don't stop!" Mmmmmmmm, I don't know where this is going now, but I can't wait to find out. I continue to squirm and moan, and I move one hand down and cover my pussy. I lightly run my fingers over my lips and down between my legs. His hand starts rubbing little circles over my body, and his eyes are riveted on my hand, so I know I better do something good with it. I take one finger and run it very slowly up my s
CHAPTER 5 I wake up, still locked in a big pair of arms, and manage to tap the clock. My God, it's 6 AM, Saturday, 2-12-11! Through the cobwebs it takes a moment for me to be sure we don't have to work today, but then I smile when I realize it's Saturday, and I've got him all to myself! I sure as hell hope he doesn't think he's going to play golf! For a while I just nestle against his body, his slow steady breathing soothing me, and I relish his smooth soft warmth. My mind is perfectly satisfied with this, but my body is not. My nipples are pressed against his chest, and I feel them slowly but surely crinkle and harden, forming rocky little buds with rounded tips. The sensation of his warm skin against them now sends signals straight to my pussy. I manage to repress the moan, but I cannot resist the urge to stretch and shudder against him, my nipples grinding into his skin, and my hips suddenly rolling until my pussy presses against his thigh. He stirs and mumbles something
Chapter 6 Slowly and reluctantly he lets me go and gets the coffee. I scoop the two omelets onto plates and carry them to the table. I see he's already pushed two chairs right together, and when I set down the plates he picks up one and slides the omelet onto the other plate. As I sit down he cuts them both up into bite-sized pieces and I wonder what is going on. When he sits down we are pressed right together, our hips and legs touching and feeling great. But our arms are pressing too, so hard we really can't use them, and I don't think this will work. But then he picks up his fork with the other hand, and suddenly I understand. He stabs a bite of the omelet, turns and feeds it to me! Wow! This guy... My guy... thinks of everything! We take turns, bite after bite, taking time out for slurps of coffee and of course, lots of kisses. Meanwhile, he has a use for the other arms, too. Turns out, we can use our forearms fine below the table, and he's driving me crazy, running
CHAPTER 7 His hands tighten on my breasts and as I start to move with him his lips start kissing back and forth over my shoulders and neck. Suddenly I'm glad I have short hair so it doesn't interfere too much. He's kneading me now, and every time he closes his hand my nipples get squeezed just a little, not really hard, but it makes them aching hard! I hear him moan and I'm glad, because I'm moaning too, in time with his hands and his hips that are all moving together. My hips are really rocking, pushing my ass back hard, and his cock is almost buried between my cheeks and I hope it feels as good for him as it does me. But I'm betting it's even better for him because I feel him shudder, his hands shaking on my breasts even as his fingers tighten more. "Ohhhhhhhhhh baby," he gasps. I know he's reached the point where he needs to be taken care of again, and I can't wait. I've already decided just how, to see if he likes it, "cuz I know I will. I gently pull away and roll o
He starts playing with my nipples, just touching and teasing them a little. I think he's curious what they feel like and what affects his touches have on me. It feels wonderful, and I just want more and more, but when he starts to squeeze gently and pull and stroke, I squirm and sigh, and he smiles like he wants to giggle. To get even I reach down and use one finger to barely touch his cock, stroking up and down the shaft, circling round and round the head, and teasing the very tip. Of course he wasn't exactly soft to begin with, but I can actually feel him harden as I touch him, and he moans under his breath, his breathing becoming deeper. Naturally my nips are already rock hard, and I shudder when he touches me again and again. He actually asks me what I feel when he touches me, how hard I like it, and when and how. He's serious and really wants to know. It's a little uncomfortable, but I try to answer seriously too. After all, he's likely to be using what I tell him on
Tyler moved closer to them and caressed her breast with one hand. Jessica reached for his belt quickly undoing his pants. Placing her hands around the back edges of them, she eased Tyler's pants to the floor releasing his harden penis. She placed her hand around it gently grasping and pulling it. She pulled his harden shaft to her lips and kissed the tip allowing her tongue to taste his flesh. Tyler cupped the back of her head pushing his penis deep in her mouth. Her tongue swirled and her cheeks caved as he trusted back and forth. He grunted with desire feeling acceleration beating in his limb. "Yeah baby... suck that cock...ahh yeah!" Tyler thrust deep in her throat causing Jessica to expel a gag reflex. She withdrew it for her mouth. Grabbing both arms, Tyler helped her to her feet. He spun her around and bent her over. He spread her legs opening them wide. He took his penis with his free hand and inserted it inside of her. He pushed deep within her as his balls beat against
Tyler stood in the doorway of the conference room shocked by the image his eyes held. Derrick turned and stood meeting his partner's gaze. Jessica slowly stood feeling her face slightly flushed. Tyler quietly closed the door behind him. "What's going on here," he asked looking back at the two of them. Jessica blushed as she looked back at Tyler. Derrick cleared his throat grinning as he looked at his partner. "I got lost and ran into Mr. Stark," Jessica started fixing her skirt. "We collided and I caused her to hit her head and knee," Derrick stated. "I was...helping..." "I'm sorry to hear that...my apologies miss. I am Tyler Mason, Derrick's partner," he introduced extending his hand. "It's a pleasure Mr. Mason. My name is Jessica Evens. I am a student at Long Beach University." "I see," Tyler said looking back at Derrick. "You're here with the other future editors, correct!?" "Yes, that's right." Derrick repositioned his glasses on his face feeling almost ambush
"Are you okay," Derrick asked sitting her up. She grabbed her head rubbing the aching spot. Derrick helped her to her feet and led her to the nearby chair. "Don't move! I'll be right back." She nodded her head slightly and he exited the door. He walked across the hall to the employee lounge and opened the cabinet door. He quickly grabbed a bag and filled it with ice. He returned to the room carrying the bag on ice. She was still seated in the same spot. Derrick handed her the bag. He watched her gently place it on her wavy blonde hair feeling a little uneasy. He walked to where another table stood in the corner and began fixing them a drink hoping to kill any pain. He handed her the glass and she gazed up at him. Her ocean grey eyes captured him. She took the glass lightly brushing his hand with her finger tips. His heart fluttered as he downed his drink. The strong bourbon slid down his throat burning as it touched the parched area. He grabbed the nearest seat and pulled it u
The doors to the elevator parted unveiling an endless window stretching from the ground floor to the top. Jessica and Cherry entered the elevator as directed astonished by the sight as they ascended. The scenery was a peaceful wonder stretching to the sea. The more elevated they became, the more the world shrunk around them. It was a glorious painting of different rays of lights and contrasts as Jessica peered out the window. It almost felt as if she had been flying. The journey to the floor was as entertaining as the classroom. Cherry continuously boasted about Mason & Stark Industries and how their work has changed many lives. Jessica smiled and pretended to listen as her friend's excitement escalated. They finally arrived to their destination and the doors parted open once again. As they excited the elevator doors, they were greeted by a thin, dark hair woman. She graciously led the group down the hall discussing her position and the company. As she spoke, Jessica realized she
"It was good. Nothing to really brag about but I would definitely bend her over a desk any time I need a stressful release." "Amazing," Derrick said without glancing from his paper. "You managed to seduce your secretary and gain new potential clientele all in one day. What's next!? A college intern?" Tyler let out a loud chuckle finding Derrick's astonishment humorous. The silence returned between the two of them. Tyler continued reading through the papers. He flipped the page and spotted a picture of them at the top. Tyler patted Derrick on his shoulder. "We made the paper this week," Tyler announced folding the pages down. Derrick leaned over to get a better look. "What is now the most exciting new company on the block, Mason & Stark Industries is making headlines across the nation. Tyler Mason and Derrick Stark are striking back against bankruptcy and saving many companies from dying out. At age 36, they are the youngest and the most eligible business men of the decade...
"Why not? He's...handsome. It would be perfect for you. Both of you will get laid and everyone will benefit with good grades and attitude adjustments." "He's in his forties. I'm only twenty." "So!" "Why don't you sleep with him if age doesn't bother you?" "Maybe I will. Beside, the older they are the more experienced and the better the sex is." Jessica shook her head half amused. The two became silent as Mr. Emerson’s gaze fell on them. He continued talking as the hour passed. It was a dull discussion apart from the little sarcastic remarks Cherry made. The discussion seemed endless as the time dragged on. Finally, he concluded his session as he handed out Mason & Stark Industries brochures to the class. "Oh my God," Cherry squealed excitedly. “I cannot believe we are actually going to meet Tyler and Derrick. They are sooo hot. What I wouldn't give to see the two of them naked. I bet they are hung....Oh that's right! You're not into older guys...Oh well. More for me."
"Can I have everyone's attention; please...We need to go over a few things before we get on our way. So, just bear with me a moment." Mr. Emerson stood at the front of the classroom looking over everyone as he spoke. Jessica watched him from the back of the room as he placed himself in front of the class delivering his notorious speech of rules and regulations. He looked identical to what the idle teacher persona you would read or see in magazines. At least to her, he always did. She had tried to picture him on a normal day off but found it difficult to imagine. He had been her advisor and instructor for almost two years and he generally looked the same every year. The door to classroom closed with a thundering noise causing every students heads to turn. It was Cherry. She always had a way with making an entrance. She was usually late for things and always the last person to arrive. "Ahh, Ms. Davis! How wonderful it is for you to grace us with your presence. Please, take a sea
"Who the fuck do you think you're talking to? You come in here and think I'm just going to sign over my company," the older man yelled from across the table. "It's simple math, Mr. Bowden. Your company is in bankruptcy and we offer the only solution," Tyler said with a wave of his hand. Derrick lounged in his leather chair propping his forehead on his fingers. His dark hair was parted and shaped his long face as it hung loosely from his scalp. He looked at the old man and his son through his black, squared framed glasses. His hazel eyes watched and evaluated their clients as they sat fidgety in their seat. His legs were crossed raising his black pants leg. Feeling slightly annoyed, he loosed his silver and blue striped tie allowing it to hang on his black vest. Still uncomfortable, he reached for his collar and unbuttoned the top button of his light blue shirt. "Mr. Bowden," he started. "We are a very successful industry and we want nothing more than the best for your company.
Jessica quickened the motion as she began thrusting her hips forward. Her body turned warm and her breath felt husky as her sensation increased. Warm liquids rushed from her body. She moaned louder unable to contain the excitement as quick rushes of air expelled from her mouth. She moved the shaft more rapidly as the water beaded down her and the toy pulsated intensely. She pushed it as deep as she could, filling her entire canal with rotating pleasures. Suddenly, an explosion of intense sensation filled her lower body as met her climax. Her body convulsed sending rapid excitement throughout her. Her toes curled and her muscles contracted. She let out a satisfying grunt with each convulsion. Her heart quickened and she became limp, exhaustion setting in. Jessica returned the shower head to its place feeling the weight of her arms. The water slowed to a drip as she turned the knobs silencing the shower. She climbed out and patted herself dry convulsing silently as she touched her n