Jun
09
I had a secretary called Sylvia, 27 years old, hitched with two children, short, blond and with a extremely sizzlin figure. She always wore extremely short shirts around the office and I think she knew I fancied her.One day she remarked on how unhappy I seemed and came to stand by my desk. Somehow my arm brushed against her leg but she made no attempt to move away so I let my fingers gently stroke her knee. Again she did not flinch.
Becoming bolder I gradually slid my hand up under her mini dress until I came to her suspenders, I was now aware of my heavy breathing. My hand slid higher over the now nude flesh. Dare I go further.Picking up all my curage, I let my fingers brush against her knickers and to my surprise found them to be quite moist.suddenly Sylvia pushed my hand away. I felt awkward and felt that I had gone too far. I was not prepared for what came next. ” I think we had better go into my room it’s more private” she said. I followed like a little dog on a lead.
She locked the door, turned off the lights and kneltd own with her shapely rear facing me. I needed no further signals and knelt down behind her, lfting her shirt over her back, revealing her black knickers. I eased these down over her legs and with heart pounding,removed both my trousers and pants. I reached out and in a dream world, gently stroked her now exposed love canal, she moaned a little and I prodded a little further.
Due to problems at home I had not had sexx for quite some while and was near to exploding. I reached down into my trouser pocket and extracted my wallet which I knew contained a condom, which I found and was just about to fit it on to my now extremely full member, when she reached back and took it away.” I want Ya to ride me bareback” she said, it’s alright I am on the pill. By now my heart was pounding with sheer excitement, I could have easily have passed out.
I parted her vaginal lips and extremely gently slid me into her, oh what heaven. I noticed her blouse was buttoned at the back and after undoing these unhooked her brassier and placing my hands under her chest, gently held her fine party-tits applying a little pressure on her now erect nippes . She let out a soft moan.
Mar
11
Ross heard his boss’ voice down the hall. He couldn’t make out the muffled words but could utter she was closing in on him fast. Breaking himself from his daydream, he shook the mouse on his computer to remove the screen saver. A spread sheet popped up just as the boss rounded the corner with her assistant. Ross hunched over to make it look like he’d been closely studying the screen.
“Hello, Ross,” the boss said.
Ross spun on his swivel chair and rubbed his eyes, as if they were strained from hours of analyzing numbers. When he looked up, the boss was standing uncomfortably close to him, as she usually did.
“Hello, Mrs. Michaels,” he said.
The first thing he noticed was her scent, which never failed to knock Ross off guard. Mrs. Michaels wore an expensive French perfume that he recognized from a peel-and-sniff ad in Vanity Fair.
Lisa Michaels was a stunning slut who knew how to use her intercourse appeal to get what she desired. It was simple with Ross. All she had to do was chat to him. He became a stammering mess. Authority figures and seductive vixens always made him nervous. Merge the two into one and it was more than he could take.
Ross had to work hard not to stare at his boss’ mammaries. Even under her business suit, they looked humongous — a F cup at least, he though. She wore sheer silky red stockings and a short skirt that revealed her stocking tops, she left the top three buttons of her top undone, exposing the top of a bra Ross forced himself to look higher. His eyes slowly moved up to the pearl necklace hanging elegantly around her neck. He made himself keep going until he reached Mrs. Michaels’ deep, brown eyes. Her gaze always left him wondering if she desired to fire him or screw him.
Dec
07
there is something to be said for recruting the more mature candidate when hiring staff (secretary, business analyst) to work in your office, in this case i always see that a more mature gurl will wanna look outstanding in her dress code to work, and that usually means wearing hosiery namely pantyhose, tights or stockings.
I llove to see a girlie at the office wearing a pencil skirt or even a short skirt with sensual opaque pantyhose like this secretary is wearing with a pair of very high stiletto spike high heels that finish the office uniform off just splendidly.
























































