Back to Work (closed for Sam5555)

After a few phone calls and a couple of scribbled notes at his desk, Alan walked back out to her desk.

"Sharon, I've got a couple of appointments I want you to add to the office schedule on the computer."

Stepping behind her, he reached over her shoulder and opened up the main screen on her computer. "Move the arrow over to this icon. This opens our main scheduling calendar."

As he leaned over behind her to give her the instructions, his hands ended up on her shoulders as he talked and she followed his directions. He felt her shiver a bit under his touch, and when she did not stop typing, he kept his hands right where they were except when he needed to reach over and touch the screen to point out something to her.

Each time his hands went back to her shoulders and got the same response . . . and each time he got another peek down her blouse and to the tops of her gorgeous tits . . . and seeing her nipples getting even harder against her bra . . . and visible indentations on her blouse that were impossible to hide.


"Looks good. We can both update and make any necessary changes to the calendar." Starting to step away from the back of her chair, Alan decided to take a bold step. Sliding his hands over her shoulders, he placed his hands directly on her tits, the hard nipples pressing into his palms. "Did I cause this?"
 
Sharon was feeling the excitement of his touch... willing him to continue and know she should not. "I cant be doing this" she was telling herself. "Ooohhh, this feels so good... my nipples..." she felt herself moan almost silently.

Thinking he was done, she started to relax and then his hands fully resting on her breasts... she couldnt respond to his question, but her breathing said it all... she felt herself melting...

"I asked you a question, Sharon" she heard him say.

"Yesss" she barely said above a whisper.
 
"Yesss" was the breathless response to his question.


As the whisper escaped her lips, Alan leaned over and kissed her softly on the neck, giving her soft tits and hard nipples another gentle squeeze.

As she shivered once more under his caress, he started to unbutton her blouse, exposing the lacy bra which barely contained her full breasts.

Once the final button was undone, "Why don't we continue in my office; not sure we want a client to walk in and find you half-undressed at your desk."
 
Why don't we continue in my office; not sure we want a client to walk in and find you half-undressed at your desk."

His touch was electric... it had been so long since anyone but Sam had touched her. She knew this was wrong but her desire was obvious. "I, I, I, ahhh, we shouldn't. I'm married... ahhh, I, ahhh" she half spoke, half moaned. She felt him behind her... "That cant be his cock!" She thought to herself, "He must be huge" her mind told her. Even as she said she shouldn't, she felt his hands more firmly on her breasts, her nipples on fire.

Unable to answer or even move, Sharon felt him undoing the front clasp of her sheer bra.

Suddenly his hands were no longer touching her. Her eyes opened to see him moving from behind her while saying, "Sharon, I am moving into the other room. I anticipate you will be joining me".

Those words sent a shiver throughout her body. She stood up and followed.
 
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Alan had a gut feeling that Sharon might be looking for more than just some spending money when she went looking for a job. Being divorced, Alan had a few desires of his own . . . and Sharon was beginning to show her true self . . . she had not rejected his advances at all.

As he walked into his office, he stood by the door. He knew damn well she was going to follow him into the office . . . her heavy breathing and swollen tits were a dead giveaway.

Once she was thru the door, he went over and locked the front door of the office and turned the 'Closed' sign around.

Back in his office, he looked straight at her hard nipples. "So, are you going to take off your blouse and bra, or are you waiting for me?"

His eyes were focused on hers . . . and even though a slight blush came over her face, he watched her fingers move to her blouse, and then to her bra. which she dropped onto the chair in front of his desk.

He dropped his fingers to his swollen cock and rubbed his slacks, "I know you've been looking me over, too. Is this what you are interested in? If so, it's all yours."
 
Sharon was emotionally conflicted... she had been prepared to do some teasing and if she was honest with herself, some mild flirting, but this... this was more than she had been ready for. And yet, when Mr. Brady had said he anticipated her joining him... she was no longer the wife and mother... she was on fire.

Her hands went to her bra, dropping it to the floor. Now she was standing, half naked in front of a man she barely knew. A man who knew how to control her.

She gasped as she saw the growing size of his outline. "All yours" was all she heard. She walked across the room, got on her knees and reach for his zipper. "All for me... I need this" she said. As the words left her mouth she wondered what Sam would think, his wife on her knees, wet for another man's huge cock.
 
As Sharon's fingers brushed over the outline of his bulge and started pulling the zipper down, Alan undid his belt and button on his slacks. Once Sharon had pulled the zipper all the way down, his slacks fell into a pile around his ankles; his cock was straining against his silky bikini briefs, his preferred underwear.

After the sight of Sharon's full breasts and hard nipples, Alan had already released a small drop of precum into his briefs.

Giving her time to make the next move, Alan couldn't help but moan slightly as he looked down at Sharon's head, knowing that she was staring straight at his cock. Although there might have been a slight hesitation on her part . . . he knew what was coming next.
 
If there was any reservation, the sight of his cock encased in his shorts drew her in. She gasped at the size of what was right there in front of her. "He's huge" were her only thoughts as she looked up. Her eyes moved from his cock upward to meet his. His smile down at her seemed to say, "its obvious what you want, so go one."

Her hands slid up to his briefs and slowly pulled down his shorts. Her gasp was far more audible this time as he came into full view. Looking back to his eyes, her mouth opened, she slid forward and with eyes locked on his, slid him into her mouth.
 
Alan had never thought of his cock as particularly huge . . . maybe 7" when fully erect . . . but the look in Sharon's eyes, and the gasp from her lips told him all he needed to know. He was bigger than her husband and she wanted him!!

After feeling her lips slide down the length of his shaft, Alan reached down and ran his fingers thru her hair, hearing a slight gag from her as she attempted to take him completely.

"Take your time, Sharon. I want to enjoy this as much as you do."

After a couple of minutes, he pulled back from her mouth, took his cock in his hand and rubbed the head, now slick with her saliva, all over her face, his balls sliding across her lips and tongue.
 
The feeling of his cock rubbing across her face, so wet, it was almost more than she could bear. His balls rubbing against her lips... her tongue immediately began licking his moisture.

"Oh fuck, I need this" she thought to herself, knowing he would soon be inside of her. "What would Sam think of his wife now?" she wondered silently. For some reason, the thought of how he might react turned her on even more!

Suddenly, just as he grabbed her hair and shoved his cock back in her mouth, she heard her phone ring.
 
Alan heard Sharon's phone ring in her purse under her desk. He assumed that her husband was probably calling to see how her first day was going. Well . . . he was going to have to leave a message and wait for her to call him back . . . and just what was she going to have to say about how her new boss was treating her?

Reaching down Alan's hands on her shoulders pulled her to a standing position. Sharon was licking her lips as he looked into her eyes, "Turn around, Sharon."

With only a bit of hesitation, she turned, facing away from him. He reached around and took her tits in his hands for a quick caress as he kissed the back of her neck. His hands slid down over her belly until he reached the top of her slacks. Hooking his thumbs in the band or her slacks and panties, he slid them down over her gorgeous ass with one swift motion.

Nudging her forward to lean against his desk, he slid a hand between her thighs to "test" how wet she was. Sliding his throbbing cock between her thighs, he pressed far enough to split her pussy lips, "Are you ready for this, Sharon?"
 
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Sam was wondering how Sharon was getting along at her job so he tried her phone which went to voicemail. "She's probably busy with her new duties. I can't wait to hear about her day when she gets home" he thought to himself. A few minutes later, Sam thought he'd try again.
 
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