Real hard life after college.

Christie felt a perverse glee as Jon blatantly ogled her body. She felt her sex give a gush of anticipation and her nipples harden with excitement as she moved closer. She walked around his side of the table, her hip and arm brushing against his shoulders as she passed. "God," she thought to herself, "what has gotten into me?!?"
 
I gulp and ask if there is any lotion you want me to use? Do you want it here at the table or your bed?

My hard cock making a thick outline in my pants. As my head moves fallowing her movements. I do manage to keep my mouth from hanging open. As I take deep and fast breaths. Clearly I am very excited and looking foreword to making her feel good. Tho my little head want to make her feel good other ways.
 
"That's actually a good idea," Christie laughed as she moved back out of the room to grab some lotion. Her hips swayed as she moved, and in short order she was back. She pressed her hip against Jon's shoulder as she passed him the lotion, then sat at her seat at the table. She leaned forward, knowing she was showing quite the "whale tail".
 
My eyes dropping for a sec as I fight to pull them up from down your shirt to try and look at you in the face for some what, tho every now and then my eyes drop for half a second or so....

I say very nervously "So umm want me to just do your feet? Maybe your legs?"

My heart picks up more, it feels like its about to bust lose out of my ribs or over heat and shut down. This wouldn't be the first time that I helped a woman put lotion on there legs and feet as I had gave some of my college female friends messages, but I was strictly stuck in the friend zone with them.... Now with this lady I know I am way out of that and my little head cant help but to get some loving tonight from something other then my hand.
 
Christie leaned back and slid her ass to the edge of the seat, laying her feet across Jon's lap. "That sounds wonderful," she told him. Her eyes closed as he first worked on her feet, then up her aching calves.

Not that she'd had many massages, but she wasn't used to anyone spending so much time doing one-let alone in one area!
 
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I was expecting something just a verbal ok. Next thing I know she is sliding down and she puts her legs up on my lap as she says "That sounds wonderful," I watched as she closed her eyes.

I slide down out of my chair so her feet are resting on my shoulder. I grab the lotion and slip squirt it on my hand and rub them together. I take her left foot from my shoulder and start to rub her foot. Using my hands to rub and coat the bottom of her feet then they slide to the top as I leave my thumbs under her feet to do fixed points of rubbing starting from the heal of her foot slowly working there way up the soul of her left foot. One thumb rubbing from the inside of her foot and the other from the outside. In the narrow heal they seam redundant but as my thumbs move up more to arch and by her toes, It pays off having both thumbs there... Clearly this is going to be a slow relaxing message for her.

I cant help but to admire her cute feet and her sexy legs. I know they must be sore and I love making her feel oh so good. As I sit rubbing her foot with the other resting on my shoulder, I cant help but to wonder what her legs feel like. I hope she will let me move my hands all the way up to her legs in time as I work slowly. Wanting to make her feel extra good. I want to pamper the lady that is now my boss and roommate. Maybe if I can get her hooked on my messages she will want to keep me around to keep her feeling good.

My cock is hard and begging to be rubbed as I am so excited on what I am doing now. Even tho its very PG and could really be done anywhere with out drawing much looks other then " awww isn't that nice of him" kind of look. Part of my mind hopes this can lead to so much more. Hope to get her more relaxed with me and maybe she wont feel the need for the shorts.

As my eyes look over her sexy body from what I can see under the table. I can only hope one day she will be at easy enough with me to slip out of her scrubs and run around only in her panties and t-shirt *Jon starts to daydreaming of her walking around in G-strings and short t-shirts*

As I daydream my hands keep working. The task/responsibility side focused on messaging her foot.. My sexual drive, longing/lust and playful/fun side off in a daydream.
 
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As Jon slowly worked his way up her legs, she couldn't help but notice that it caused her legs to spread a but. She wasn't sure if the loose legs of her shorts were showing anything, then decided that she didn't care. Her legs were feeling too good, and if he was looking, he probably deserved a reward like a peek or two. If he wasn't looking, then he was being a proper gentleman, and she would be the pervert.

Still...there was just a tinge of sexual undertones to him being under the table like that. She allowed herself a bit of fantasy since he was kind of cute. She shifted back a fraction of an inch in her seat. It wasn't much, but enough to cause a bunching of the loose material of her shorts in her crotch. Enough that-if he had wanted-a hand could reach in, loop one hand between both shorts legs, and pull them straight off her.

Christie peeked down at Jon. She could see a bit of his body, but not his face. Her hands crept up to her tits, caressing the outsides for a few moments through her tank top, then squeezing them together, and then each one simultaneously but one in each hand. She imagined them being manhandled by someone else. Meanwhile, Jon was still working his way up her legs.
 
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As I sat scared out of my mind but full of sexual lust pushing me to be so bold, even with such a pg act. I found my self caught up in the moment and mentally lost in bliss. I was glad to see she made no movement to close her leg. I couldn't help but feel like I was watching a movie as the setting played out of my real life. My eyes moving from her foot up to her hip and down.

When she moved in her seat, I noticed the leg holes of her shorts got pulled open. I now had a good clear view of her hips and her g-string. With the shift he also noticed I could see the underside of her breasts. Soon I noticed they where moving like she was playing with them.

This excited me even more. Not only was I getting to perv freely checking her feet-hips out. Now I could see up under her shorts and her sitting not caring about it as he was sure she was playing with her breasts. I loved being so close as she started to make her breasts happy as I make her feet/legs happy. I can only hope to get to slide my tongue in her and get to please her that way too... If only that could happen some day...
 
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Christie could feel herself becoming both more relaxed and more excited. She imagined Jon sliding his hand inside her shorts to tease her lips and driving her insane with the teasing. Her hands switched to squeezing and tugging at her nipples, eventually slipping inside her shirt to do so. God she was getting horny...it had DEFINITELY been too long! She had to stop this, but really didn't want to...she'd just met the poor kid! And here she was, acting like a college freshman slut!

As Jon's hands worked their way up her legs, finding and releasing all of the tension, she began to think of the toys she had laying in the bedside table drawer. She was definitely going for her thruster, and maybe more. She felt herself getting even wetter, and knew she needed to go "take care of herself" before things got out of hand down here. She reluctantly slid her legs off Jon's shoulders, then stood up. "Just in time," she thought to herself. She could smell her own arousal.

"Thanks, Jon," she said as he began to slide himself from under the table. "Unfortunately though, I think I need to get to bed..." she let her voice trail off. "I don't know what your plans are for the night, but you're more than welcome to stay if you've got the stuff too. If you leave, I'd appreciate it if you'd lock the door though. Thank you very much for the massage though!"

With that, she moved towards the laundry area. She figured she was out of sight enough, and slid off her shorts before dropping them in the washer. She had a couple of uniforms in there already, so took the time to add detergent and start the machine, then headed into the hallway and up the stairs to her room.
 
Jons hands where just about up at her shorts when next thing he knew she was pulling away. He didn't even realize his hands where up that far as he zoned out in a daydream about his hot new boss. This wasn't the first time he worked under a woman, but sure was first time them being so close in age. As she pulled her feet away from him. Jon became aware of the slight smell of a woman turned on. By the fact that he could smell her. Jon could only wonder how close she was to soaking her G-string.

With her walking away out of the room. This gave him a chance to sniff her seat as he slides out from under the table. Her smell was intoxicating to him. Jon's mind was in such a fog it hardly registered for a moment that she said he could stay.

When the fog cleared, Jon looked around to see where she went. He started to go look for her to ask if he should sleep on the couch or in a spare room. Just as he rounded the small turn, he seen her with her back to him as she pulled down her shorts. His eyes widen and mouth fell as she started to undress before his eyes. Jon's cock now was well on its way to being rock hard. Jon was standing there in a sexual daze again as he watched her start the load.

As she got about 4 steps in the hallway he got his mind to work again, and he cleared his throat as he asked " Where do you want me.... On the couch or in a bedroom?" Jon was hopping she would want him in her bed so she could work off that energy that she has built up, but knew that wasn't going to happen. Oh god did he wish tho that it would...
 
Christie froze in the hallway at Jon's voice right behind her. Her ass wasn't even really covered by her g-string, and her nipples were ready to cut holes in her tank top. She didn't dare turn around because of the obvious wet spot on her panties.

"The finished spare room is fine!" she muttered over her shoulder. "At least there's a bed in there. If you need linens, I can always pick some up tomorrow."

She kept moving towards the steps. There may have been an extra swing to her hips she couldn't help. God she needed some sex relief!

Once in her room, she quickly shed her sodden panties and ripped open the drawer, pulling out her thruster and plunging it deep into herself before switching it fully on.
 
As she walks away Jon smiles seeing the extra swing in her hips. He wondered if she meant to do that or if she just did it with out thinking by being turned on knowing he seen her undressed like that.

Jon said " Let me know if I can help anyway. I am will be glad to get to work in the morning but am all set to be here all night long." Jon couldn't help but to check the sexy lady out more. His mind going back to how turned on she smelt. Thinking how close to soaked she must have her G-strings... He only wished he knew it was all from him. With Jon standing there, he finds him self wishing she would ask him to service her. Even if it would be to be her cum dumpster for her womanly sexual discharge. This idea shocked Jon as he never once though of that before, but he did like the idea of her orgasm's sending there fluid into his mouth did turn him on. Not that a under sexed young guy needed much to get fired up. But to know a horny babe like here is so close... How bad she must need to burst that sexual damn. He was oh so willing to be used for that.
 
Still fucking herself with the toy, Christie worked her top up so she could play with her nipples. She didn't know why she was so turned on, nor why she'd gotten so excited over showing herself off like she had. She'd never been much of an exhibitionist before.

While half her mind wondered at that, the other part went deeper. She pictured Jon walking in on her while she was playing with herself in the shower, their eyes meeting as she got herself off while he took the scene in with enjoyment. She then thought about him pulling her out of the shower to bend her over and just shove himself into her needy hole without a word of apology. Then she went even deeper-she thought about him walking in on her after she'd brought home a guy from a bar or something and was riding him, and Jon catching them. Would he stay and watch, or join in? Or take her after her first partner was finished? She came hard at that thought, turning her head and biting her pillow to muffle her wail of pleasure.
 
Jon had got his bed ready. He was about to set his alarm clock.. Then he realized he had no idea when she would get up.. Jon had undressed and only been standing in his boxers..

Jon left his room and went to her bedroom door.. Jon was about to knock when his hand lightly touching the door made it push open a inch... Jon takes this time to peak in the room to see what he can see from the gap.

Now he was not one to spy, in his mind he was just peaking to see if this would be a good time to ask her a question. If she was sleeping he didn't want to knock and wake her... He slowly pushed the door open to look more into her room.

to the left of his face was the door frame, to the right, her bedroom door as his face ever so lightly peaking in the room... He peaks in and his eyes is on her back side as she is unaware of his eyes. Jon's eyes and mouth widen in shock, as he was not expecting what he would see.
 
One orgasm just wasn't enough for some reason. Christie turned the thrusting up a notch, her eyes still tightly ckosed and her lips still biting the pillow. Her breath hissing through her nose, she wondered what it would feel like to have two cocks struggling together inside her pussy, or even in there and the other either in her ass or in her mouth.

She imagined herself being a helpless plaything for two strong men, and latched hard onto a nipple before twisting it roughly. This caused her eyes to flutter in pleasure and a guttural groan to emanate from her throat. As her eyes rolled back a little, she noticed that her bedroom door was slightly askance, and standing in the crack was Jon. All that was visible was an eye, lart of his arm and shoulder, and a pair of boxers. It was hard to tell just where he was looking at the moment, but in a few seconds their eyes met.

"Ooohhhhhh....gggoooooooodddddd...," she moaned.
 
Jon wasn't sure what to do. His upbringing told him to respect her time to her self, but another part of him was wanting to go in.. His boss is a sexy woman, and seeing her like this. He despritly wanted to help please her, but he knew she was shy about her underwear and didn't know how she would react with him seeing her like this. He didn't want to risk blowing any chances with her later, or worse yet risk blowing this job. Maybe this job would lead into more work to keep him here, and in time call this home. Right now as Jon had this internal struggle, Jon's hand move to his hips. Opening the flap of his boxers and pulling out his cock as he toys with it to tease it only. Teasing it to make it feel good, but not to cum yet.

Jon loved eating a woman out and drinking there cum. This is what he wanted to do the most, but his mind was stopping him from doing that and risking things here with her. One thing he did know from there eyes meeting. He could see the want in her eyes. Not sure if it was want of any cock or his cock, but wanting the human touch.
 
Christie descended a bit from her sexual high-not much, but enough to be cognizant. Half her mind was occupied with the knowledge that Jon was watching her fuck herself obscenely with a sex toy and knlwing that she should be outraged over him lingering rather than being a gentleman and keaving her some private time.

The other half of her mind remained sexually engaged, and was further excited over being watched by a guy she'd just met a few hours before. She could feel herself getting wetter, and her hips writhing around the fake phallus more. That half of her brain also wanted him to just come in and shag her already, drive himself into her hard, fast, and rough. She heard herself mutter softly, "Jon...
 
Jon is shocked to hear her moan his name. He is even more shocked to find himself slipping along the floor to her bed side. Now he is under her legs as her toy works in and out of her pussy, Jon turns his head putting his cheek to her bed side and opens his mouth. He hopes to get a taste of her love juices. Her legs almost touching his face as she plays.
 
As the door slowly swung open, Christie saw Jon's hand at the front of his boxers, his erection sticking out the end of it. Her mind slipped fully back into the erotic trance, focusing only on the heavenly sensations of her thruster as it moved in and out of her.

Suddenly, she was brought half back in to reality as she felt the bed shift beneath his weight, then the warmth of his skin as he slipped beneath her leg, his breath warm against her sex. She twisted a bit on the bed to more comfortably rest her leg across him, which caused her legs to gape open obscenely. She felt his cheek graze her inner thigh and shuddered at the almost-forgotten sensation of a man's face between her legs
 
Jon didn't know what he was doing, lust or something had taken over his mind. Next thing he knew soon as her legs where open enough. Jon had opened his mouth and pushed his face up to the under side of her pussy/toy. With a few of her thrusts he was using his tongue to make sure it was well lubed before plunging back into the depths. The taste of her sweet pussy juices drove him even more crazy, and soon was slipping his tongue under the toy into her depths.

Jon now was wagging his tongue side to side as the bendy part of the shaft worked its magic. His tongue wagging slipping left and right trapped in the middle of her pussy walls under his tongue and the toy on top. A few hours ago when he first met her. He would have never dreamed of being like this with the sexy woman. Well not this fast maybe, normally he would wait months to get to know her before making a move.
 
Christie felt the coolness of Jon's tongue against the lower part of her vaginal opening while the small machine was rhythmically pulsing in and out of her. The rabbit's ears were flickering against her clit faster than the eye could catch movement, she knew, but could imagine the sight of the fake cock moving in and out of her-pulling the edge of her opening out against her smaller inner lips, then pushing back in until both were disappearing. A small whimper of pleasure escaped her.

"You like seeing me fuck myself?" she asked softly. She released her nipple, then reached down to grasp Jon by the hair and pull his head up so that he could lick her clit while it was getting flicked by the rabbit's ears.
 
Jon fallows her lead letting her pull him to the bed, and he gets on the bed and lays doing 69. When she asks about if he like it he says " You, you can use me too as a toy if you want." With that he starts to lick her clit with more eagerness as he wants to show her he can be just as good as her toy. He stops after 3 or 4 seconds and adds " can be rough, just enjoy your self." He had no idea if she would take him up on his offer to use him. His mouth fully or his cock, but knew it was up to her.

Today was a dream come true and so much more in his book.
 
Rather than lay under her leg and watch, Jon quickly rolled her over on top of himself so that they could perform mutual fellatio. Jon's tongue began probing, then he paused momentarily to suggest she ride his face as rough as she wanted. She removed the toy from her pussy to grant easier access to his tongue, even as she lowered her mouth onto his cock.

It wasn't the fantasy she'd been granting herself when he first started watching her, but she sure as hell wasn't complaining! His tongue felt amazing as he tickled her clit with it, causing shudders of pleasure to occasionally ripple through her body. Her cock-greedy mouth needed only one withdrawal before she had him lodged fully in her throat.

"God I'm being such a slut," she thought to herself, the thought turning her on even further. She'd never allowed a guy to bed her on the first (nor fifth!) date before, and here she was working towards her second orgasm because of the thoughts Jon's presence had suddenly inspired. She rocked herself back and forth, her breasts rubbing along Jon's stomach and chest, as she alternated between having her clit licked and grinding it against Jon's chin while he drove his tongue into her gaping, aroused pussy. The action also served to work his cock in and out of her throat...
 
Soon as Jon said she could ride him as she wanted to as if he was a toy. A part of him in the back of his mind started to scold him for being greedy and stupid, and how he was risking this job he needed or in few weeks he would be on the streets. That only lasted for a second tho. When he seen the toy get pulled from her depth, He opened his mouth wide in shock and some of fear. He braced him self to be kicked out of the job and hoped the cops wouldn't be called branding him as some sexual predator or something like that. His eyes open wide as her hips moved firmly on his face.

Jon was using his tongue as fast as he could go, as he knew this was a make or brake moment. He was loving feeling her rock her hips on his face. He normally didn't care about getting a BJ, but this woman was amazing. When her pussy was at his lips, he pushed his tongue as deep in as he could get, and started to wiggle it +XOX+O and a bit random motion for it to get pulled off where he started to work her clit before getting his mouth filled with her pussy again. He was going to do everything he could to help her enjoy this night. He hoped his 7 inch cock was a nice depth for her if she wanted to ride it and he knew he was bit wider then normal guys with about 3 inchs wide. Even tho he loved to eat a woman's pussy and hoped she would let his tongue work in her depths, so he can drink her love juices. But what ever she wanted, he would let her have of him.
 
As pleasurable as Jon's tongue was, it wasnt enough. She needed filled, and since he was available...

Christie rolled off from Jon, his cock literally popping from thhe suction of her mouth as she did. Reaching down and caressing his forearm, gently tugging him towards her, she splayed her legs invitingly.

"Please," she begged throatily.
 
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