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Ashley And Her Boss
Ashley was employed as a secretary in a small office for a
contracting company. In fact, she was the lone secretary, and
most of her work day was spent in the office with no one else but
her boss in the tiny office. Ashley, 24, was a beautiful young
woman with long blonde hair and a firm, shapely body. She was
well aware that her pretty looks and smile got her this job. The
young lady was also aware that she kept this job solely for her
willingness to "put out" for her lustful boss. Ashley realized
that she was not the greatest secretary in the world, and could
easily be replaced by someone with better skills and experience.
So by offering herself to the boss, she was able to keep her job.
On a slow midday afternoon, Ashley was seated at her desk in
the office, reclining in a swivel chair and filing her long, red
fingernails. A radio playing pop music could be heard in the
background, and Ashley gently swayed her head from side to side,
in tune with the song.
She always dressed to impress, knowing that the boss must
stay interested in her. Today, she was wearing a barely-there
white miniskirt which did little to conceal her hips and crotch.
She also had on a black and white blazer which hugged her body in
a delicious way. Though small and petite for the most part, this
woman had a large set of breasts, both of which strained hard
against the blazer top. She wore black high-heels and her blonde
hair was styled in waves down her shoulders and slender back.
"Ashley?" came a male voice through the intercom system.
"Yes sir?" she responded, pressing the intercom button.
The gruff-sounding man coughed before saying, "Ashley, I need
you in my office. I need you to take DICKtation for me."
Ashley smiled, knowing that he did not mean DICtation. That
was their secret code - DICKtation - for playtime. Instead of
just saying it flat out, both thought it would be better to come
up with a clever code - simply because of the possibility that
another person could be in the office and hear them.
"I'll be right there, sir," the woman said in a sweet tone.
In the adjoining office, the 59 year old boss was already
sporting an erection in his slacks. Stan had been married to the
same woman for close to 30 years and like most men in his
situation, he had developed a wandering eye - especially when it
came to nubile young beauties, such as his secretary.
Stan had often fantasized about an affair with a woman who
was Ashley's age but never really thought it would happen. He
hired her last year to have a pretty young woman to work with,
but found out after a week that she was very lacking when it
came to being a secretary. He brought her into his office one
morning to fire her, but soon found the nympho stripping her
clothes off, saying she would do ANYTHING to keep this job.
Stan, not a fool, decided to keep her as an employee.
Ever since that day, Ashley does whatever her boss tells her,
no matter how kinky or bizaare he wishes to get with her. That
is how she keeps her job. Stan, however, often has to do some
paperwork that a secretary would normally be able to take care
of. With Ashley, whom he really thought of as a "dumb blonde"
(but a dumb blonde who gives great head), her secretarial skills
were extremely lacking.
Stan, of course, kept this little affair from his wife. He
also kept it confined to the office (except for that one weekend
when he and Ashley went to an adult motel - but that is another
story). He really liked the sex-only relationship that he and
his knockout secretary shared.
Ashley liked it, too. Although Stan was almost old enough to
be her grandfather, she thought of him as extremely skilled and
knowledgable when it came to sex. The snobby blonde never once
thought that she would enjoy going to work five days a week, but
now, she does enjoy working. Basically, her job entailed a few
secretarial tasks, but mostly being a "Tickle-Me-Ashley Doll".
That was one thing which she was really skilled at.
"Good afternoon, sir," Ashley greeted, stepping into her
boss' office. "How are we today?"
"Great," he responded. "Look, I just caught up with all of
my work and don't expect anything for another hour or so. That
means, of course, you and I have some time for each other." He
took off his glasses and gave a lecherous smile. "Did you take
all the neccessary precautions?"
"Of course," she replied. Those precautions were locking the
office door and putting the OUT TO LUNCH - BE BACK SOON sign on
it, plus flipping on the answering machine to handle all incoming
telephone calls. "I always take care of all that," she added.
"It's better to be safe than sorry, sweetheart," Stan said.
Ashley stepped closer to her boss and began unbuttoning her
blazer top. She stood directly in front of him and peeled the
business coat from her body, then let it drop to the floor. Stan
smiled up at her in delight, admiring her large, jug-like breasts
and the sexy white bra which concealed them from his view.
"I was hoping I could do some DICKtation for you today, sir,"
Ashley said in her most coy, innocent tone. "In fact, I would
like to do it every single day."
He smiled, reaching up and palming her breasts in his hands.
"I can't do this everyday, Ashley. You'd wear me out!" He
pulled her down into his lap, and wrapped an arm around her
tiny waist. "Tell me, how is your boyfriend?"
Ashley smiled with delight. "Oh, Robert is wonderful! Just
last night, he came over and gave me a good, hard fucking."
Stan grinned, imagining the sight of his gorgeous secretary
and her stud, musclebound boyfriend taking part in a heated
lovemaking session. The thought made him even more excited.
The lustful boss put his hand on Ashley's inner thigh and
gently rubbed her there. Then, he looked into her deep brown
eyes and smiled again, before saying, "What did you two exactly
do?" He knew full well that Ashley really loved to share her
experiences, with just about anyone who would listen to her.
"We did EVERYTHING," she replied, in a gasp. "But the best
part was when he made me lean over the kitchen table, so he
could fuck me in that position!" She smiled and nodded her
head. "Yeah, that was the best part. Really, really erotic!"
"You're nothing but a little slut!" Stan exclaimed, teasing
her, as he liked to do. Actually, he enjoyed being able to call
a woman such names. "You're a little nymphomaniac!"
"So?" Ashley grinned. "I can't argue with the truth."
Stan reached around her back and unhooked the bra she wore.
"Tell me more, sweetheart." He slipped her bra off, baring her
huge breasts and the big, thick and rounded nipples which he
loved so much. "Tell me more about what happened last night."
"Well..." Ashley trailed off for a second. "Well, another
good part was when I was on my knees, giving him a blowjob - he
came all over my face!" She laughed. "You know how much I like
it, sir, when YOU cum on my face."
"Of course," Stan smirked, his erection at full strength now.
"Ahh, Ashley... why don't you give me a blowjob now? This seems
to be the perfect time for it."
The shapely young blonde smiled and slipped from his lap,
down to her knees. "Earn my paycheck, sir?" she asked sweetly.
"Maybe earn a raise," he hinted.
"Oooooh!" she squealed. "I like that!"
Ashley unlooped her boss' belt and unbuttoned his slacks,
then slid them down far enough so she could have access to his
cock. She pushed his boxer shorts down far enough so his prick
popped out into full view. It was sticking straight up, like a
flagpole. That was how Ashley liked it most.
Stan sighed and groaned in delight as the gorgeous bimbo gave
him yet another expert blowjob, her specialty. As he watched her
blonde head slide up and down over his stiff cock, her lips
sealed around it, he wondered to himself how many guys she had
done this to in her life. "Definitely a lot," he mumbled.
"What?" Ashley asked, looking up at him, her hand now just
encircling his hard member.
"Uhh, nothing, sweetheart," he coughed. "Please, please...
just keep doing what you were doing."
"With pleasure," was her perky reply, before she wrapped her
lips around his prick again.
Ashley took pride in her cocksucking skills. She wanted
every man to remember her as the best cocksucker they had ever
known in their entire life. She was never quick or greedy
during this particular sex act. Ashley would always take her
sweet time giving head, wanting to drive her man to insanity.
She figured the longer a blowjob takes, the better it is.
Low, gutteral moans eminated from her throat as she dined
upon Stan's prick, now licking it like a lollypop. She again
closed her lips around it, and now took him deep inside her
mouth. Stan groaned himself as he felt his cockhead brushing
hard against the back of her throat.
"You really are special, Ashley," Stan told her. "Any man
in his right mind would beg on their knees to get their hands
on that hot body of yours."
"They don't have to beg," Ashley gagged, her mouth full of
cock. "Asking will usually do the trick!"
"Slut!" the boss laughed, repeating himself. "I'm so lucky;
I have the sexiest, most desirable slut secretary in the world!
A secretary who does DICKtation!"
"I prefer DICK by itself," she squealed.
Ashley kept working, her mouth acting like a strong vacuum,
feeling to Stan as though she wanted to swallow his cock right
down her throat, and never let it leave. She truly was an expert
when it came to giving head. Stan was sure of that.
As much as he enjoyed this, though, Stan knew that it would
be wise for him to put an end to it. He wanted to fill her
pussy a lot more than he wanted to ejaculate in her mouth. The
59 year old wondered if he would have the strength to "get it up"
two times in a row for her, if he was to shoot off in her mouth.
Perhaps he would; perhaps he wouldn't. It was a chance that did
not seem worth taking.
"Ashley, sweetheart, stop," he told her, and she looked up at
him with a quizzical expression. "It's not that I don't enjoy
what you're doing, sweetheart - it's just I want to fuck your
pussy a lot more than I want to fuck your mouth."
"Okay," the blonde pouted, rising up to her feet. Ashley did
understand his limitations, although she hated to stop ("I didn't
get to finish sucking his cock!"). She kept quiet though, and
didn't voice her feelings.
Stan noticed the pout upon her face, but he knew this woman
too well. She would forget about wanting to blow him once he
stuffed his prick between her thighs. He was positive of that.
Stan leaned forward and roughly kissed each of Ashley's
breasts and nipples as he slipped her miniskirt down and off,
followed immediately by her G-string. He then rose to his feet
and put his arms around the secretary, and lifted her into the
air with his hands on her ass. Ashley giggled in delight as she
was set down upon the edge of the desktop, then she opened her
legs, all ready and prepared for her pervert boss.
Stan quickly stepped out of his slacks and boxers and then
grasped his cock with his right hand. He moved forward and
nudged himself between Ashley's widespread thighs, then punched
his stiff prick hard and deep into her.
Ashley moaned and wailed in sudden delight, the older man's
thick, long cock filling her to the hilt. She looked up at him
and smiled, then nodded her head.
Stan watched her and then started pumping his cock in and out
of Ashley, him standing and her seated on the very edge of the
desk, her thighs opened and spread wide for his lustful advances.
His hands were underneath her, squeezing her tight asscheeks,
lifting her hips up to meet each of his downward thrusts.
"What would your wife think if she saw us now?" the secretary
teased him. "Do you think she would like this?"
"Probably not," Stan laughed, short of breath, pumping the
blonde as hard and as fast as he could.
Stan then remembered an X-rated movie he rented a few nights
back, where a busty blonde just like Ashley was gang-banged by
six studs at once. Stan was certain that this little sex pot of
a secretary could not only handle six guys at once, but she would
probably wind up wanting more! After all, he didn't call her a
"Tickle-Me-Ashley Doll" for nothing.
"OHHHHH little slut," the boss groaned, doing his best not to
experience an orgasm yet. His hips just kept pumping, like an
oil well machine, his cock burning her insides with its lustful
heat. "You're nothing but a little secretary slut... but at
least you're MY little secretary slut!"
"Fuck me, sir!" she begged him. "FUCK ME HARDER!"
So close to passionate explosion, Stan didn't know if he
could give it to her any harder. He had to try, though. There
was no way he could deny such a request.
Stan screamed himself as he somehow found the energy to pump
himself into her even faster. The orgasm was close, but he kept
saying "Not yet! Not yet! Not yet!" in his mind.
"OHHHHH GOD!" Stan thundered as he could no longer contain
himself. He quickly pulled out of her velvet-like pussy and
aimed his prick directly at her stomach.
The first gush lashed out and landed on her flat belly. With
a lot of experience in this area, Ashley had the piece of mind to
slip down from the desk and onto her knees. She then took hold
of Stan's cock herself, and aimed it straight at her face.
Rockets of cum spurted out and landed in various spots upon
her face, the majority of the blasts coating her eyes and nose.
Ashley giggled like the stereotypical blonde bimbo, wallowing in
the feel of his sperm splashing and washing over her face.
Stan fell down into his chair, exhausted. Ashley's youthful
exuberance shined through as she giggled and grasped his cock
again, before taking a seat in his lap. She wrapped her left arm
around his neck and shoulder, and kissed him on the forehead.
"You're the best boss in the world!" she chirped, her hand
squeezing his now-flaccid cock, cum dripping from her chin. "I
hope that I get to be your secretary FOREVER!"
"So do I," Stan laughed, his hand pinching her sweet ass.
End of Story