FINDING MY NEW ASSISTANT (Closed for Havu)

Mm. Mr. Anderson. I push my ass against your finger and feel your finger inside of me. I move my ass in and out on your finger. Mr. Anderson you are the first to go into my ass. I smile at you while grabbing my breast with my hand.
 
"Just let me know when you are ready and I'll let you slide my cock inside you. I want you to be able to control how much and how fast you want to take it."
 
I will let you know when I am ready Mr. Anderson. I slide up and down on your finger slow at first to get used to your finger. Then I kick up a notch and go a little faster on his finger. I am ready for your cock Mr. Anderson. Please stick your cock into my ass. Please. I beg you.
 
"Take your time, Hang . . . " Making sure that my cock is well coated with saliva, I press the tip to your tight rosebud and thrust forward, breaking thru the tight opening and then stopping until you gather yourself and adjust to the sudden intrusion.

"OK, Hang, now it's up to you to take as much as you want . . . you are so fucking tight . . . just press back against me when you are ready."
 
I felt your cock laying against my ass at the same time I had to take deep breaths before feeling your cock is well coated with wet. I sense you thrust your cock into my right ass. I felt my ass split for a second. I had to take deep breaths to relax myself and adjust to your cock inside my ass.

I stand there for a few seconds to let my ass adjust to your cock. I press myself back against you slowly. Mmm. oooo Mr. Anderson your cock feels amazing in my right ass. I start to press back against you more moving back and forth on your cock slowly.
 
"Take your time, Hang," I say as I continue to thrust against you, my hands holding your hips, gaining bit by bit until I am fully buried in your ass . . . my balls bouncing against bare skin as I begin to thrust back and forth . . . . met by your own rocking against me.

I know I can go for a while before I cum inside you; you are so tight, it is incredible.
 
Mmm. Mr. Anderson I love the way your thick cock feels in my right ass. Aaahhhh. Mr. Anderson. I move back against your cock slowly at first while I move one of your hands from my hips to my pussy.

Your cock is thick Mr. Anderson. Your cock fits my tight ass just perfect as I press against you slowly.
 
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Finding your pussy with my hand . . . after a hint from you . . . I slide a finger inside and start rubbing against your clit. As you continue to press back against me, I grind against your sweet ass, feeling my cock getting harder, and closer to an explosion.

"Getting close, Hang . . . let me know when you are ready so I can flood your ass with my hot seed."
 
Mmm oooo Mr. Anderson. Your hand feels so good. I continue to press back against you and your cock. I sense your cock twitch in my ass. I press against you and your cock and glanced back at you. I am ready for your cum Mr. Anderson. Please flood my ass with your hot delicious seed in my right ass.
 
That's all I need, hearing you beg for my cum in your tight ass. Holding your hips against me, I thrust once more and start shooting hot streams in your virgin ass. I feel you tighten around my shaft, draining all the cum from my balls.

I can feel you whole body spasm as my finger pushes you into an orgasm just as I let go of my own. Leaning over you, I kiss the back of your neck as we slowly come down from another orgasmic high. As my cock softens and slips from you, I can look down and see a trail of white cum dripping from you and sliding down your thighs.
 
I sense your hands holding my hips against you. Aaahhh Mr. Anderson. I scream out in pleasure as I feel you thrust one more time into my virgin ass. I feel your cock spasm inside my ass and shoot hot streams of cum in my tight ass. Mmmm. Mr. Anderson.
 
Leaning back against the shower wall, I release my grip on your hips, allowing you to relax and calm down from the orgasms we have just experienced together. Coating my hands with soap once more, I rub my hands all over your ass, up and down your crack, watching as the shower water runs down over you and my trail of cum runs down you legs into the shower drain.
 
I place my hands on the shower floor to catch myself on fours while feeling the shower water run down all over my body cleaning my body. I feel myself relax and slowly come back from the orgasms we just experienced. I slowly get up from my position. I stand back up and face you. "Shall we finish taking the shower and head out for the day Mr. Anderson?"
 
"Damn, Hang, you are almost more than one man can handle, but I'm not going to give up trying."

Feeling the shower beat down on us as we collect our breath, I eventually step out and grab a couple of towels. Finding out clothes and getting dressed, we walk back into the office where you grab your purse and head home for the weekend. "See you Monday morning, Hang." Pulling you close for a tight hug and kiss before you leave . . . have to admit that seeing you walk with a freshly fucked ass is a treat . . . you are probably going to be a bit sore this weekend.
 
I hear your comment. My lips move up into a smirk with a twinkle in my eyes. I see you step out of the shower and find our clothes on the floor. I dry myself with towel and put on my clothes and head back to the office to grab my purse and head out for the weekend. I feel your hand on my waist and pull me close to you and hold my body in a hug and kiss me on the lips before I head out.

"See you Monday Mr. Anderson" I believe you will have a hard time not thinking about me while I am doing the same thinking about you. I smile and blew a kiss to you while walking towards the door with a smile heading to my car.
 
Once you leave the office, I settle in at my desk and answer a few more e-mails that have come in; one of them confirms that the massage table will be here on Tuesday. After taking care of the remaining items on my desk, I lock up and head to my residence portion for the weekend.

A beer and sandwich are all I need for supper; watch a Netflix series and then to bed.

Saturday, after a workout at the gym, I head to the Adult Book Store on the outskirts of town and pick up a few items that might come in handy with my new assistant . . . I'm sure she will enjoy what I have picked out for her.
 
I head towards my car and unlock it. I get in the car and get settled and turn it on and play music. I press a button to put my hood down since it is a beautiful day out. I am driving home and hear some catcalls from men and other men in their cars. I smile and wink at them before driving off to my destination.

As I am pulling into my house in the driveway. I notice a package on my doorstep. I park my car and pull the hood back up before exiting the car. I look at the package and notice it is from my mom. I smile and place my key into the keyhole and proceed to unlock the door and place everything on the a table before slipping out of my heels and heading back out to the front to pick up the package and wonder what my mom sent me this time.

She always loves to send me things that reminds me to her. I smile and remember to tell myself to call her and say thank you and chat with her. I held the package to my chest and grab the door with my leg and foot to close it. I head into the kitchen with the package. I look at the clock in my kitchen and notice it was about to be 6 pm. I decided to look in my fridge to find what to cook for dinner that night. I decided on something light.

After I have done the package is still on the kitchen table. I decide I will open it tomorrow. I head to the shower and freshen up with oversized nightie. Before I head to bed I lock everything from the doors to the windows before heading to bed. As I sit on the bed I feel tired and slip under the covers and fell asleep.

Saturday at 12 pm...
 
After running errands and completing my "toy shopping", I headed home and took care of home owner projects the rest of the day . . . lawn work, etc. Have to admit that after the busy morning and then crashing after working in the yard with a beer, I wonder what Hang is up to this weekend. The atmosphere is definitely different around the office than when Rebecca was my assistant.

What will next week bring? Besides a massage table!!
 
I did not wake up until about 12 pm since it is not a work day. I stretch out my arms and legs in bed slowly while moaning in bed. Then I take a deep breath while rolling around in my bed for a few minutes. I pulled off the covers and jumped out of bed and head towards the bathroom to brush my teeth and get situated at home.

I am celebrating my first day for surviving at work the whole week. I stop by my music system in my home. I dance away while making breakfast for myself and then decide to sit at a stool in my kitchen. I am eating a bagel with scramble eggs and bacon while drinking orange juice to wake me up from my sleep.

I hear my phone ringing and got up and turned off my music and ran to the bedroom to find my phone. I jumped on my bed and looked for the phone. I found it and notice my mother and few friends called me. I called my mother back immediately and talked to her while walking back to the kitchen to finish eating my breakfast. I told her thank you for the package. I asked her what is inside? She told me I would have to open it and find out for myself. I giggled and said bye mom I love you. I finish my breakfast and clean up my dishes.

I grab a pair of scissors and started to open the package and am stunned by what my mother sent me. She sent me a vase which is white with pretty letters. I called her back immediately again and told her thank you I love it mom. I heard her laugh on the other side of the phone. We both hung up and I was deciding where to place it. I left it there for a little bit to think about where it should go.

I went to the couch and laid on it. Looking at the ceiling wondering what Mr. Anderson is doing right now. I wonder what will happen next week since we have clients coming in and the massage table coming on Tuesday.
 
Pretty much crashed the rest of the weekend; stepped into the office for a few minutes to check for any urgent e-mails from clients . . . fortunately, there were none. Looking forward to a new week with Hang in the office; I know it is going to be a busy week, but should go quickly as long as we focus on getting work done. I feel confident that there will be some 'play time' during the week, after all, we will need to try out the new massage table.
 
I accidentally fell asleep on the couch and woke up at 7 pm. I got up and went to the bathroom and splashed water on my face and brushed my teeth to wake me up again. I put my hair in a messy bun with a hair tie.

I walk out of the bathroom and into the kitchen with the vase still sitting on the table. I grab a few ingredients such as Turkey breast, cheese, and bread and made a sub. I placed the sub on a plate and got some berries and a small salad with a cherry tomato with some ranch and French dressing. I eat the sub slowly while drinking ice cold water I got from the fridge. I notice my phone on the kitchen table and saw a message from friends and I was like shoot.

After I finished eating dinner I went to my computer to check my email and play some games before heading to bed. I freshen up a little bit and jumped onto my bed and crashed again while feeling my ass is sore which reminded me of what Mr. Anderson told me. I pulled the covers over me and looked at my clock and noticed it was 10:30 pm and my phone is charging. I drift off to sleep and woke up at 7 am to get ready for Sunday.
 
Sunday - just another day in the week for Vince. If the weather is right, maybe some golf. Usually a phone call to his kids. Having his office and home connected, he was always thinking ahead to the coming week. Today, though, he wanted to do something to get outside.

Grabbing the keys to his Land Rover, looking up Hang's address in his office, he headed out and drove toward her residence. Maybe a Sunday afternoon drive would be fun for both of them.
 
I get up and out of bed. I head straight for the shwoer and wash my body and hair and every nook and cranny. Then I feel my body get warm and hot. I giggle and told myself to calm down and will play later tonight before the day is over. I step out of the shower and grab a towel and wrap it around my body and another one to wrap around my hair. As I am getting out of the shower I head to the sink and brush my teeth and wash my face.

When I get done with the shower and everything. I head into my room and picked out a sports bra and an oversized t shirt with short shorts to put on.
 
It took me a little time to find your place; a part of the city I am not familiar with, still getting used to this area. Finding a parking spot just down the street, I walk up and knock on your door; pretty sure you are not expecting anyone, especially me on a Sunday afternoon.

As you open the door, I see the surprised look on your face, "Hi, Hang. I was just in the neighborhood and thought you might like to get out and go for a Sunday afternoon drive." I quickly move my eyes up and down your body . . . oversized t-shirt, probably bra underneath, and short shorts just barely peeking out under the shirt.
 
I hear a knock on the door as I am leaving my room. I head to the front door. I tried to look into the peephole in my door. I could not see anything so I unlocked the door and opened it.

My eyes was big and a look of surprise was on my face as I see Mr. Anderson standing in front of my door. "Hi, Mr. Anderson. I would love to go out for a Sunday afternoon drive. I stand there and lean against my door with my arms crossed underneath my breasts with one leg straight and the other leg bent at the knee. I rack my brain as how he found where I lived so quickly and disregard the thought.

"Would you like to come in Mr. Anderson or are you going to wait outside while I change clothes?" I smile while looking you up and down in...t-shirt, with slacks and shoes.
 
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