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Office Politics

I’ve known Lily for over 20 years. I still remember my first sighting of her at the office photocopier. She was facing away from me as I approached the machine. I was immediately struck by her appearance. She was of average height, maybe about 5 feet, 4 inches. She had shoulder length wavy light brown hair, nicely streaked with blonde highlights. She was dressed just as you might expect a proper young lady on her first real office job out of high school to be. She was wearing a very pretty rose colored dress that ended about mid calf. It seemed like she was wearing light tan pantyhose. On her feet she was wearing cream colored pumps with about a two inch heel. My eyes traveled up and down from her dainty feet to her sexy hair and back, pausing to admire her cute little butt, which the posture aided by her heels helped to emphasize just a bit.

As I approached her I noticed she was working on a fairly large stack of documents. I said “Excuse me,” and she turned her head to look at me. I found myself looking into a beautiful pair of blue eyes, set between a button nose over a pair of lips with a slight pout. She was wearing just a bit of very tasteful makeup. Her dress showed just the slightest hint of cleavage. I noticed that her breasts were perhaps just a little larger than one would expect, given her petite frame, and strangely, seemed to be slightly lower on her chest than one would expect them to be. I was momentarily taken aback by her simple beauty, but managed to stammer “Are you going to be here long?” With a little bit of a smirk playing over her heart shaped lips, she asked “Do you mean here at the machine, or here in the office?”

“Um, the machine,” I said. I felt vaguely embarrassed for some reason (well, actually because I was performing the standard male calculation upon first meeting an attractive female, that is, what it would be like to have sex with her and the likelihood of such a thing happening).

Strangely, I was focused on her soft kissable lips, and thinking about taking her in my arms and softly nudging them apart with my tongue and sliding it into her mouth. This just took a minute and then I corrected myself and just said “I can see you have a lot of work, so I’ll let you get to it.” I walked away without getting her name. I realized, however, that I had a bit of a hardon just from that brief encounter.

I should note that at the time I had been happily married for a couple of years, so it wasn’t realistic to think I would be getting together with this little angel, some ten years my junior.

After that, I saw Lily from time to time in the hall, but didn’t get a chance to speak to her, other than to say hello.

About two months later, a fellow named Jerry, who had worked in the same section with Lily, was suddenly transferred to our section. Talking to him, I learned that it was because he had begun to see Lily in a romantic relationship, and the office frowned on them working in the same section, as she was in a position to manipulate his performance statistics. To look at Jerry, one might think he was punching above his weight with Lily; he wore sloppy clothes, had a shaggy unkempt hairdo, and an unflattering pair of glasses. To give him his due, though, he was a fairly clever guy, and had been attending law school in the evening. He eventually began moving up in the office hierarchy.

Within a year, Lily and Jerry were married, and regular as clockwork, they had two children, a boy and a girl. Lily worked her way up herself from a clerical job to a paralegal job. I would see her around from time to time. She was interesting to observe, because her figure hardly changed at all, despite the passage of time and her giving birth to two children. She still had that fantastic body and ass, and the slightly large, oddly positioned breasts.

Disappointingly, however, shortly after marrying Jerry, her fashion sense changed. She no longer wore dresses, and instead wore dowdy, unflattering blouses and pants, not exactly baggy but neither were they stylish or form fitting. She also didn’t seem to wear makeup anymore, but oddly, at least, still colored her hair. I would see her around, and ruefully think to myself what a waste it was for her not to be dressing nicely.

The years went by; it was now almost twenty five years since she first came to the office. Jerry was now the director of a division, and I was a section chief. After an office reorganization, I found Lily in my section. I got to know her better, and found her to be very witty and intelligent. I still wished she dressed nicer, but I was in no position to do anything about that.

My wife had passed away about five years earlier, from an aggressive cancer. We had unfortunately never had children. I hadn’t really been with anyone since her passing.

One afternoon, there was a knock at my office door. Looking up, I saw that it was Lily. She asked if she could speak to me for a minute. She seemed a little nervous. I let my eyes take in her usual frumpy outfit, quickly checking out her cute tits but not letting my eyes linger on them.

“What can I do for you, Lily?” I asked.

“Well, she said, as I might Sahabet have mentioned, Matthew is graduating from college next week, and, umm…”

“Yes, you must be very proud,” I said, what’s he going to do?”

“I, umm, I’m not sure, he’s had a few job interviews but hasn’t gotten any offers.”

“That’s too bad, but I’m sure something will turn up.”

“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. I heard there are several intern positions opening up, and one will be in our section. I, umm, was wondering if there would be any way you would consider him for one.”

She looked so cute, flicking her eyes nervously back and forth from my face to the desk, around and back again. The self confidence she usually evidenced had momentarily disappeared.

“I’m not sure, I said, we have several qualified candidates already scheduled for interviews.”

“Can’t you add him, she asked. “I’d be so grateful. If you want, I would do some extra work, an additional assignment, anything you would like.”

At this, the wheels began turning in my mind. I looked at her cutely biting her lip and wringing her hands, and a wild thought came into my head. “Well, I think there is something you could do for me.”

“What is it, ” she asked. Whatever it is, I’d be happy to do it.”

“I’m glad you said ‘whatever.’ There is something you could do for me that would make your son a shoe-in for the job. I was thinking you could demonstrate your interests by providing me with some oral gratification.”

“Wuh, what are you saying?”

“I’m saying you could blow me. I think that would be a perfect way for you to show your commitment to me and the functioning of the office.”

She started to smile, clearly thinking I was joking; but when I didn’t laugh or change my facial expression, and actually was cooly appraising her, looking in her eyes, then lowering my gaze to her sexy lips for a second, thinking about them wrapped around my cock, then looking back to her eyes, she suddenly realized I wasn’t kidding. Her face went cold, and she said, “you’re disgusting,” and turned and went out the door, slamming it.

Although I was a bit exhilarated from my making such an audacious proposal, my mind quickly went into damage control mode, calculating how I would deal with any repercussions from my temporary bout of insanity. If she complained to HR, I would just deny it. After all, there were no witnesses.

However, after about 10 minutes, there was another knock on my door. I said “come in,” and lo and behold, it was Lily. She was biting her lower lip and her face was flushed, but there was a look of determination on it. She looked me straight in the eye, and said, “alright.”

Before it could go any further, I said, “you’re not by any chance recording this, are you?”

Eyes flashing, she said, “Do you want to frisk me? Stupid question, I’m sure you’d love to. You wouldn’t find anything. Go ahead, if you want,” she said, raising her arms and slowly turning around. You can call my cell, if you want, it’ll be ringing at my desk. Recording you isn’t going to get Matthew a job.”

I was mildly nonplussed by her brief dance, as the raising of her arms served to accentuate her breasts. I decided to trust her, and said “So, by all right, alright that means you’re going to blow me.”

“Yeah, that’s right, she said, and you’re going to give Matthew the job.”

“Then we’ve got a deal,” I said.

“Fine, she said, do you want it sitting or standing?”

“Wait a minute, I said, not today. There are certain requirements you’re going to have to meet, and I want to get everything clarified.”

“And just what would these requirements be”? she asked.

“So, let’s make it tomorrow., about 3:15. While I don’t care what you wear to work, for the blowjob, I expect you to strip to your bra and panties, and I want them to be a sexy matching set, with some lace, not some boring cotton crap. Also, I’m expecting a full service blow job, with lots of kissing, licking, including my balls. And finally, when I shoot my load, I expect you to hold it in your mouth, show me it on your tongue, and then swallow the entire load.”

“Is that it,” she said. “You don’t expect me to tell you how fat your cock is, how good it feels in my mouth, how tasty your cum is?” I noticed there seemed to be a slight smirk playing across her face.

“Well, I wouldn’t mind any of that, but it’s not a strict requirement.”

“Okay,” she said. “I have a couple of conditions of my own.”

“That seems fair, I guess. What are they?”

“One, don’t hold my head; two, don’t record me.”

I quickly agreed to her conditions.

“Believe me, she said, you’re not going to have any complaints. I’m very good at sucking cock, or at least that’s what guys told me in high school.”

“And what does Jerry say?”

“He doesn’t say anything, he doesn’t like me to suck his cock, he says it’s demeaning to me to have a cock in my mouth.”

“Well, I think he’s mistaken. There’s an element of servitude in it, but that’s partially the point, isn’t it?”

“It’s part of it, but he’s got his ideas, and you can’t change them.”

With that, she Sahabet Giriş left my office, saying “see you tomorrow at 3:15.” I don’t mind telling you that I had a bit of a hardon, especially when I was telling her about the bra and panties and forming a picture in my mind.

I had a semi hardon most of morning the next day, anticipating Lily slobbering over my cock. I was finding it difficult to concentrate on getting any work done, especially the closer it got to our appointment.

3:15 came and went, and I was wondering whether Lily had gotten cold feet, or worse, had told Jerry about it. However, at 3:20 there was a knock on my office door, and Lily walked in.

“You’re late,” I said, “I was starting to wonder if you were coming.”

“You’re going to be coming pretty soon,” she said. “I’m only five minutes late. I got caught up in something, but I never renege on a deal. Like I said, you’re not going to have any complaints.”

I had seen her earlier in the day and was pleasantly surprised to see her wearing a tasteful blue dress and a cute pair of white sandals. Not overly sexy, but still a nice change from her usual apparel.

“It’s nice to see you in a dress,” I said.

“Well,” she said, “it’ll be easier to get off. Anyway, a dress wasn’t what you really wanted to see me in, was it?”

With that, she undid a button at the back of her neck, and lifted the dress over her head.

“So, will this do?” she asked.

I looked at the bra and panties she was in. It was a very pretty set, white with pink lace trim. She had kept the sandals on.

“Looks perfect,” I said.

“So, let’s get to work. So sitting or standing.”

“I’m going to sit on my couch.”

I started to undo my shirt.

“Wait,” she said, “that’s my job.”

She stepped close to me. I got a faint whiff of something sweet, maybe just shampoo, but still very pleasant. She undid my shirt buttons and removed it. She pulled my undershirt over my head, folded it, and put the items on my desk. Next, she removed my shoes. “Now for the main event,” she said, She undid my belt and pants button, and pulled down the zipper.

She pulled my pants down to my ankles, and I stepped out of them. She then pulled my briefs down, and my cock, which had been rock hard since I saw her in her bra and panties, flipped up and poked straight at her. “Well, looks like you’re ready for playtime,” she said.

I sat down on the couch, and she got on her knees between my legs.

Looking down, I could hardly believe my eyes. Pretty Lily, on her knees in front of me, wearing sexy lingerie and sandals, getting ready to wrap her plump lips around my cock.

Lily reached out with her dainty hand and put it about halfway down my cock. Her fingers curled softly around the shaft, exerting just the right amount of pressure. She bent forward, lifting it up slightly, and gave the tip a soft kiss. She then opened her mouth and her little pink tongue slid out. She moved her hand just up to underneath the corona, and lifted it up a bit more. She deftly licked the bottom of the shaft from end to end.

While still holding the cock slightly aloft, she used her other hand to fondle my balls softly. When her mouth went back to the head of my cock, she put her tongue just underneath and swabbed it back and forth a few times. I gave an involuntary groan of pleasure.

She opened her mouth a bit further and and took about two inches of my cock into it, licking it with just the right rhythm and pressure. After a couple of maneuvers, she pulled back briefly, licked the cock head a few times, then slipped it back into her mouth. This time, she began steadily bobbing back and forth, going about four inches down. I was pretty near to shooting my wad, when she pulled my cock out of her mouth, lifted it up a little, then started kissing and licking my balks.

By this point, I was practically whimpering at the pure pleasure she was giving me. As much as I was enjoying having my balls licked, I couldn’t wait to have my cock back in her mouth. Sensing that, she came back and slipped those beautiful lips back over my cock. After she had bobbed back and forth a couple of times, she paused and said “Actually, you can hold my head if you want.”

I didn’t need any further prompting and put my hands around her head, slipping my fingers through her curls, I didn’t really hold her tight, but just applied a little bit of guidance, directing her mouth back and forth and slightly to the side, admiring the little bulges my cock made visible in her cheeks.

I was getting ready to shoot, and told her so, get ready, here it comes. We looked deeply into each others’ eyes as I shot three thick blasts of cum into her mouth followed by a couple of smaller after shots. Her eyes opened wide with the first blasts, then flitted closed for a second. I could tell she hadn’t swallowed yet. She pulled her head off my cock, then opened her mouth, showing me the milky pool I had just deposited in it. She then closed her mouth and swallowed. I thought I could see a lump moving down her neck as my huge glob slid down her throat, but maybe that was wishful thinking.

Lily’s Sahabet Güncel Giriş face had a slight sheen to it, and she was taking deep breaths. She put her hands on my thighs and stood up. She didn’t move away immediately, though.

I noticed that her panty gusset now seemed slightly darker than the rest the garment, and it didn’t take me long to realize that that was due to moisture.

“How did I do,” she asked, “did you enjoy it?”

“It was wonderful,” I said. “Am I right in thinking you actually enjoyed it too?”

“What makes you think that?” she asked.

“I have an idea that your pussy is wet”, I said,

“I don’t think it is,” she said.

“I think I’d better inspect it.”

“If you think it’s necessary,” she said.

“Oh I do, let me check it out.”

She was still standing between my legs. I stuck a finger out, and touched the gusset. I definitely felt moisture. I rubbed my finger gently up and down the little mound. She seemed to hold her breath for a second.

“I’m definitely feeling moisture” I said.

“That doesn’t necessarily mean anything, it could just be a little sweat. I was working pretty hard, you know.”

“Just in case, I think I’ll investigate this further,” I said.

I pulled her a little closer, bent over and put my nose up against the now sodden material. Yes, there was perhaps a bit of sweat, but something else too, something oily and musky.

“I love the way your pussy smells,”I said. “There’s no way this is just sweat. There’s definitely some pussy juice starting to leak.”

“If you say so,” she said.

She was still making no attempt to move away. I kissed her pussy lips softly through the silky fabric.

“There’s one more test I need to conduct, however.”

“What’s that,” she asked

“The taste test of course.”

I snaked my tongue out and began lapping at the moisture.

She became very quiet but opened her legs slightly.

I slid her panties to one side. I wasn’t surprised to find her pussy was a bit hairy and I wasn’t disappointed either.

I licked up her pussy lips and stuck my tongue up her twat.

“I’m not getting in as deep as I need to,” said, “I need to pull these off.”

“Whatever you think,” she said., and I slid the panties down her legs and threw them to the side. I went back between her legs and was now able to slide my tongue deeply into her. I lay back on the couch, and pulled her up so she was straddling my face. I grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed them gently as I lapped up her sweet juices, now starting to flow quite freely. I realized I had to start focusing on that little nub, and I moved my tongue up to it, sawing it back and forth, up and down, taking it between my lips and worshipping it.

She had begun to whimper softly, and her breath was a little ragged. She began panting more and more; then she stopped and I realized she was holding her breath.

I redoubled my efforts, sliding my tongue back and forth, squeezing her butt cheeks. I slid a finger gently across her asshole, and at that she let out a shriek. And exploded into orgasm.

I softly lapped at her for a minute, and she moved off my face and now straddled my abdomen, panting a bit from the excitement.

I had been enjoying the lapping as much as she, and my cock had regained its full stiffness. She moved back a bit and must have felt it brushing up against her ass. She turned around and looked at it for a second, and then said “oh fuck it.” She gripped it in her hand, lifted her ass up. She pointed my cock towards her slit and slid down onto it, letting out a little purr as she came to rest.

I put my hands on her waist and then let them slide down so that I could squeeze her ass cheeks, I began softly kneading them and gently pulling them apart, trying to slide a finger up against her little pucker. I think I succeeded as she let out a little sigh.

She leaned forward and put her hands on my chest as she began raising and lowering herself on my cock. This placed her breasts, still encased in her bra, just a short distance from my face. This was my chance to get my hands on those two mounds of flesh that had fascinated me for years. I felt them through the bra cups for a minute or two, rubbing my fingers over the little protrusions made by her nipples, and she sighed. I then put my hands around her back and found the clasps for the strap. I quickly unsnapped them and slid the straps off her shoulders. Her beautiful orbs, now freed, were swaying gently in tandem with the rise and fall of her ass as she continued to fuck herself on my cock.

I lifted my head up as I grabbed her left tit. Her pebbly nipple was stiff. I stuck my tongue out and gave the stiff protrusion a quick lick. I then rained a series of soft kisses around the areola and the tit, sliding my tongue across it occasionally. I then sucked the nipple into my mouth and held it there while sliding my tongue back and forth. I could tell she was loving it. I briefly switched to the other side, repeating my assault on the nipple. Meanwhile, my balls were starting to contract, getting ready to fire their load. I went back to the other tit and renewed my worship of it. She began groaning and murmuring “fuck oh fuck,” and her breath was coming in short pants. Suddenly I felt her shudder, and I knew she was orgasiming again, and at that juncture my cock exploded, shooting a hefty load of cream deep into her womb.

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