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This is my first erotic story of any kind so I hope you all like it. There is a little bit of a back story I guess you'd call it at the beginning because I like to build up to the best parts. If you have any comments or suggestions drop a comment below after you've finished reading. The Assistant I slid my glasses up onto my forehead and sighed while I rubbed my temples. It was useless, I have gone over the numbers in this account five times and each time I got the same wrong answer. I dropped my face into my hands as the door to my office opened with a gentle knock. “Hi, um, I hate to bother you,” came the soft quiet voice of Kelly, my new-ish assistant. She was young, fresh out of college with short bouncy red curls and blue eyes that almost took my breath away when they met my green ones. I looked up at her and she returned my tired smile with her own encouraging one. “but, um, Mr. Collins is on line two for you…he doesn’t sound happy…I’m sorry.” She looked down at the floor and I took that opportunity to quickly enjoy my view of her. Kelly was blessed with full breasts and shapely hips and thighs that looked magnificent in her plum colored silk top and black pencil skirt. She had this incredible porcelain skin that had smatterings of freckles on her arms and face. I was beginning to imagine what was underneath that silk top when she spoke again. “Laura, are you okay? You were staring at me, is my outfit inappropriate or something?” I smiled and chuckled slightly as I looked up at her, “No, no you’re absolutely fine…I just… I have no idea what to say to Mr. Collins and my brain is completely fried from going over these numbers for the past three hours.” Kelly moved over and leaned her voluptuous curvy ass against my desk in a casual yet sexy manner. “You know, it’s Friday and we have had an awful week here. You have stayed late every night which means I have too, and it’s already after seven…I think I deserve a drink which means you must deserve one, too. I say we go grab a drink or two and then we can meet up tomorrow and go over the numbers here or maybe even at my place so we can just wear sweatpants.” I laughed at the thought of Kelly seeing me in my pajamas let alone inviting me out with her. I stood and paced around for a moment before turning to face her from a few feet away. “Kelly, sweetie, you don’t want to go out with me if you want fun. I haven’t had fun since they made me the VP of accounts here. You’re 22 years old and attractive and flirty…I’m 30 years old with a life sucking job, two dogs, and a divorce under my belt.” She smiled and stood up straight before walking over to me and putting her hands on my shoulders. Her face got very serious and she shook me gently back and forth. “You. Need. A. Night. OUT. Now come on, you’d look totally hot in that black dress and heels if you’d lose the red blazer, and I can fix your hair and makeup here.” She smiled at me and I decided to go for it. I knew Kelly would never go for someone like me and I hadn’t said anything about why I left my husband because I didn’t know if m being a lesbian would make her uncomfortable or not. When I agreed, Kelly smiled brightly and I wanted to just grab her and kiss that beautiful smile, but I let her drag me by my hand to her desk and begin to work her magic on my apparently “frumpy” appearance. Half an hour later, she handed me a mirror and I gaped open mouthed at her admirable work. My straight shoulder length brown hair had been pinned in a way that framed my now made up face. I wore smoke colored eyeshadow, red lips, and had kohl rimmed eyes and big long lashes. I smiled and hugged Kelly maybe for a moment too long once I felt her breasts press up against mine. I released her and noticed the flush of her cheeks and she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. We headed out the door and grabbed a cab to the newest night club in town where Kelly knew the owners. Kelly grabbed my hand and dragged me through the hordes of people grinding and dry humping each other to the pulsating music. The décor was sleek black and chrome with diamond plated accents and glass tabletops. Neon lights hung from the walls and ceilings and the overcrowded dance floor had lights swirling in all directions to the beat of the music. Kelly tugged me towards a set of stairs marked VIP ONLY and flashed her ID at the very large and muscular bouncer. He nodded at her and moved the velvet roped that separated the VIP section. My curiosity only grew as did the wet spot in my panties from watching Kelly’s perky ass moving up the stairs in front of me. She was curvy and voluptuous in all the right places and it damn near made my mouth water. We turned a corner and found a room marked VIP ROOM 5. Kelly undid a few buttons of her blouse and reached into her bra only to produce a key. She smiled and looked down to unlock the frosted glass door in front of us. I stepped in and realized that the room was bigger than my office and featured floor to ceiling soundproof frosted glass windows on three sides. The back wall was painted a semi-dark gray color and there was a huge plush black sectional against it with a white area rug in front of it. There was a red love seat in the middle of the room that faced a flat screen tv on a sleek black glass stand in the corner closest to us, and the room was equipped with a surround sound stereo system. There was a door off to the side that I gathered was a bathroom, and I gazed around the room in awe. “Um, wow…I know you make decent money but damn this is nice!” Kelly smiled and kicked off her heels as she headed over to the black and diamond plated chrome mini bar that I hadn’t noticed earlier. I removed my shoes and walked over to sit at the bar with her and was immediately handed me a shot of vodka. “Well, if you’re going to party, you might as well do it in style. Plus, this is the least they could do for their first investor slash co-owner.” She turned and reached into a drawer and grabbed one of three remotes, pressed a button, and the room filled with music like what was playing downstairs. We moved the party over to the sectional and took three more shots each while we talked and laughed about work, family, friends, and exes for what felt like hours. I noticed that Kelly’s top was still unbuttoned from earlier and the black lace of her bra peeked out at me. She must have caught me staring, because when I looked up at her, she had a hunger in her eyes that I hadn’t ever seen before. “Like what you see, huh?” she smiled a wolfish grin at me and sat her shot glass down on the tray which had been resting on the matching black plush ottoman. I felt myself flush as I wondered if I was just having an alcoholic fantasy or if this was really happening. Kelly untucked her shirt from her skirt and began to slowly unbutton it as her blue eyes teased me with passion and pleasure. “Kelly, you’re probably drunk and I can’t take advantage of you and have this mess up our working relationship, no matter how much I might want to.” I watched as the silk slid down her toned shoulders and arms with ease and fell to the floor at her feet. She chuckled and tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear. “Laura, I knew you were gay the moment we met. I felt electricity when I shook your hand and accepted the job as your assistant and I immediately wanted to push you onto your desk and eat your pussy until your screamed. We both know how much you want me the way you stare at me all the time, but work is the center of your stress these days and I want you to be nice and relaxed when I have my way with you.” She was gauging my shocked reaction as she stood up to unzip her skirt. It fell to the floor in a pile with her shirt and she sat down again as I took in the sight before me. Kelly’s porcelain skin glowed beneath her black lace bra and panty set, and her red curls and sultry smile ignited my need for her. “Kelly, are you sure? I just-“ She pushed me back onto the couch cushion and moved so that her body hovered over mine. The heat radiated from her skin to mine and she kissed me softly at first, but the hunger and need grew inside both of us as the kiss intensified. My hands knotted in her hair and tugged gently and she moaned into my mouth and straddled me. I sat up with her still in my lap and she reached around to unzip my dress and slide it off of my shoulders and down my arms. I pushed her onto her back in front of me and stood to let my dress fall around my feet to reveal my hot pink bra and panties. Kelly’s eyes lit up and she bit her lip as I climbed on top of her and kissed her hard and deep, knotting my hands in her hair once again. Her hands found my bra clasps and she removed my bra and sat up to suck on my nipple. I let a small moan escape my lips and looked at her sitting underneath me with my nipple in her mouth. God, I needed to taste every inch of her. I undid her bra and flung it behind me towards the bar as I rolled her perky pink nipples in my fingers. She drew in a sharp breath and suckled harder before switching to my other breast. I gently pushed her back down and kissed her jawline down to her neck, nibbling gently along the way down to her breasts. “My god, Kelly, these are so perfect.” I said before nibbling gently on her nipple. She let out a quiet yelp of pleasure and tugged on my hair. I moved down to her stomach with kisses and kissed her from hip to hip before kneeling in between her legs. I turned and gently licked the inside of her thighs then kissed and nibbled from her knee to the apex of her thighs first on her left leg, then her right. Kelly whimpered slightly as she said “Please, Laura, I want you to taste my pussy and how wet it is for you.” I obliged and slid her panties up and from her beautifully pale legs. I settled between her thighs and hooked her legs over my shoulders. She was so very wet for me, her neatly trimmed pussy already glistening from how I had teased her. I breathed a hot breath on her pussy before sliding a finger in, then two. I moved them back and forth so slowly that Kelly whimpered louder and bucked her hips slightly. “Fuck, you’re so tight and wet for me…I need to taste you now.” Kelly moaned “Oh yes, I need you to lick my wet pussy and make me come all over that pretty face of yours. I want you to fuck me until I scream your name while I come, Lauren.” Turned on by her dirty talk, I started licking her pussy from top to bottom as my fingers took a break. I swirled my tongue around gently and then flicked her clit a few times before sliding my tongue inside of her. “Shit, Kelly you taste so fucking good.” A loud moan came from her mouth as I slid two fingers back in and flicked her clit back and forth, gradually going faster with my tongue and fingers both. Kelly’s hips started to grind in rhythm with my thrusting fingers and she grabbed a handful of my hair and tugged it, burying my face deeper into her delicious pussy. “Laura, I want to taste you too, I want to make you come while you’re eating me.” Her voice was raspy, but I couldn’t deny that I wanted more than anything to have that gorgeous mouth taste me. I removed my tongue and fingers and grabbed her thighs to slide her down on the cushion. Then I stood and moved anxiously towards her flushed and glowing face. My god she was stunning, maybe more so without anything on except the slight sheen of sweat that I had caused to appear. I slipped my soaked panties off and climbed on top of her so that her face was right beneath my freshly shaved pussy. Before I could even lean forward to continue tending to Kelly’s needs, her hands locked around my hips like shackles and she pulled me down to her mouth and began assaulting me. I yelped slightly as she licked up and down several times before plunging her tongue inside of me. I instinctively began to grind on her mouth as she started flicking my throbbing clit with her tongue and slipped her fingers inside of me. I leaned down and squeezed her ass cheeks in my hands tightly and started flicking her swollen clit once again before adding my fingers. Kelly continued to pump three fingers in and out, getting faster and faster each time. I moaned against her clit as I felt my muscles tighten and my legs start to quiver. Kelly whimpered and shrieked as I moved my hand faster inside of her. She bucked her hips upward to meet each thrust of my fingers and I felt her thighs tighten just before she squealed. “Oh my god Laura, don’t you fucking stop! I’m going to come so hard for you!” I continued my finger assault but stopped eating her sweet pussy just long enough to say, “Yes I want to feel you come all over me, baby. I need to feel you come for me you dirty little girl. I need you to be my dirty little girl tonight.” I resumed my licking and sucking and a deep, loud moan erupted from her mouth and reverberated against my clit, pushing me to the edge of my orgasm. I grinded harder against her hand and mouth and I felt my orgasm rip through me just before hers hit. Kelly bucked her hips hard against me and tossed her head back to scream. “Fuuuccckkkk!!! Laura, oh my god, yes!! Fuck me harder, I want to be your dirty little assistant!!” I collapsed onto her abdomen briefly before moving so she could sit up next to me. Our breathing was ragged and heavy, I was mesmerized at how I felt. No man had ever made me come so hard in my life, but here was my young assistant that made me literally scream and quiver with just her hands and mouth. I looked at Kelly and her hair was unkempt and wild, but it only made me want her more. She licked her lips and leaned over me again to kiss me with a passion that I had never known before. I savored it and grabbed her ass to pull her onto my lap. I felt moisture grow between my thighs again as her arms wrapped around my neck. I leaned back with my head propped against a pillow and the arm of the couch as she moved down to lick me and tugged at my nipples with her hands. I looked down to watch the head of curly red hair nestled between my legs. She looked up at me while eating me and held my gaze and she teased my clit. “God, I love your mouth so damn much.” I said as I arched my back up slightly. Kelly sat up and smiled as she tugged my body down on the couch a little more. She positioned herself over me to grind our pussies together. I felt my stomach flip, I had always wanted to try this and getting to do it with Kelly was a bonus. She straightened my left leg up in the air to steady herself while she got comfortable, then leaned it against the back of the couch and started to move and grind against me. I locked on her eyes with mine and the level of heat and passion in them was incredible. I reached up to play with her nipples as she moved faster and faster against me and I noticed that she was starting to pant slightly. I bucked my hips against her and she tossed her head back with a loud moan and began to grind harder into me. I grabbed onto her hips and squeezed them while I pulled and pushed her back and forth onto my clitoris. Pleasure rippled through me as she continued to move faster against me, our throbbing clits rubbing together relentlessly. “Oh my god, Kelly, you’re going to make me fucking come on you. I want to come on you, oh my god don’t stop rubbing that sweet pussy on me. Yes, yes!!” Kelly’s orgasm ignited at the same time mine did and we screamed each other’s names out loudly as she rode me hard and fast throughout her entire orgasm before another one hit her and triggered another one for me. Moments after, I rode and dirty talked the both of us through two more intense orgasms and savored every moment of pleasure, including Kelly screaming my name while she came. I collapsed onto her chest and caught my breath with her as she toyed with my hair. “Well, I guess that cats out of the bag that I’m a lesbian and I have a huge crush on you.” We laughed together and had some more drinks while enjoying looking at each other naked and post sex. I could tell at that moment that any chance of me working this weekend was officially gone, and that it was probably going to be a very long, very entertaining few days with Kelly.
Need some light here, please.. I’m working in a new division of my company for a year. My “new” boss is a female of 55 yo, married, with kids. I’m 35 also married and kids. She is very respected by everyone in the office and also by our clients. She is not very friendly at first because she is very busy. Some coworkers complains about her not saying “hello” sometimes. She is always being requested in many meetings. There are some days, we not even see her around. Well..lets get in the interesting part: I admire her a lot, professionally speaking. recently, we had a happy hour for the end of the year, and I was talking with some coworkers and she came to have a wine with us and she was very open with me, giving me advices about children, talking with intimacy. she seemed very interested in getting to know me. ok, she stayed with our group for a long time, until I have to leave home. At this day, nothing gone through my mind, only that she was in fact very friendly. at the second happy hour, a bigger one with all the division, was the same. I was With some coworkers and at a given moment, she came (this time talking to other coworkers), very communicative. One week latter, she called all the team (about 20 person) together in a room to give some news. At a given moment, she focused my face and “stayed” with me until the end of her speech. I wonder my look was suportive for her. this week, at the office, I was in my cubicle, reading something and she walk in the corridor, stopped by the printer (but didn’t print anything), looked back to my direction and give a big smile when saw me. I smiled back, a smaller smile actually, as I was surprised by her. Also this week, I was talking to my direct boss (male) in my table about a report I have done and she came out of nothing, got in to my “space” , sitted in my work table very close to me and was very interested in what we were debating. My male boss was apart, he was not so close. I showed her some documents in my computer and she stayed quiet hearing my explanation. After all, she started speaking a lot, kind a teaching me a lot of things. And I was following her point. Detail: at some points of her talking, her face was blushed. After we have set all, she stayed for a minute sitted in my table looking her phone. Later that day, she was walking, arriving from a meeting and I caught she looking at me (or maybe at the window behind me). The thing is I’m thinking about her all the time. It is disturbing me. And now I’m very curious about why she is getting closer and so open with me. I have other coworkers and she doesn’t even look at them. They are very good professionals and have a lot of professional things to debate with her. But still there is a distance between them. I would like to know what is the situation around me or if there is no situation. Do you girls think I’m seing more than I should?
I was conscious of my 'uniform'. Black drsss and white apron, with cleavage to rival the best page three model, short skirt, stockings, suspenders and heels. Not the most practical outfit for a maid to be wearing, except I'm not a maid, not really, I'm a PA to a. Erg powerful boss who was hosting a very male heavysrinks soirée to court her clients. Unfortunately throughout the evening these sleezbags have thought it was ok to stare down my top, touch my leg, one even slid his hand up my leg and felt my bottom and thought it was funny to tell me how munched he loved my suspenders... thank god the evening was over. I was looking forward to getting out of this stupid costume. There was only my boss and I left. Most of the tidying up had been done and she poured me a brandy, "you look like you need this," she smiled. I knocked it back and she poured me another. She drank her own and poured herself another. "I reckon we should make that your permenant uniform" she laughed. I stood up in front of her, curtsied and said "yes ma'am!" I laughed. She laughed. "Hmmmm..." she responded, "a little role play?" "What do you have in mind?" I asked. "You could stoke the fire. It's dying," she said lazily, knocking back her drink, starring at me. I stepped over to the real fire, picked up the poker and turned to face the fire, bending over, aware I was showing my stocking tops and maybe even my panties. "Very nice!" She said. I turned to see her licking her lips, "Come with me," she demanded, standing up, taking my hand and leading me to her bedroom. She slowly removed all of her clothes, ordering me to fold them and place them on the chair, she stood in front of me, naked. Then lay on the bed. "Maid," she giggled, "I'm so achey, I need a back rub." She waved in the direction of the dressing table, "The massage oil is on there!" I went over and picked it up and sat next to her on the bed, pouring a generous amount of massage oil over her bag and proceeded to massage her ack. Up and down from her shoulders to her buttocks, as she moaned her agreement, I continued lower across her rounded buttocks. She parted her legs in response so I went even lower to the tops of her thighs. After a while, She turned over. "Now the front!" She demanded. I covered her in massage oil and again rubbed from her clavical to her tummy, each time daring to go a little lower until I was touching her mound. Each time I lingered over her breasts, fondling her nipples and rubbing the oil in to them. "Hmmmmmmm," she moaned. Her nipples hardened. I longed to take them in my mouth, to suck on them. To slide my fingers between her legs and finger fuck her hard until she came for me... but this was my fucking boss! "Enough'" she said after a long time of me getting turned on my massaging her breasts and longing to lick her pussy. "Stand up!" She barked her order like a sergeant major. "Go over to the chair. Stand facing it!" She stood behind me and I could feel her hot breath on my neck and she began to kiss my neck. She undid my apron and threw it to the floor, and she reached round undid the buttons holding my breasts in place and slid her hands inside and began to fondle my breasts. I moaned as she toyed playfully with my nipples, kissing my neck. I felt a pull between my legs. "Bend over!" She whispered in my ear, "Bend over . Put your head in that chair!" I did as I was asked. "You have been a very naughty girl and disobeyed my instructions haven't you?" She asked, "Yes!" 8 replied. "I'm sorry" "Oh you will be!" Her voice was playful. She lifted my little black maid skirt and yanked down my panties hard, her hand spanked my bottom hard, then again and again. "You are such a naughty girl! Open your legs!" I didn't need asking twice! Her fingers were inside me, her thumb rubbing my soaking wet clit. Then again her hand slapped my bottom. Again. Again. Then she rubbed my ass and began to finger me again. I moaned loudly. Oh god she was fucking good! Smack her hand came down across my sore bottom. Twice. Three times. Four times. Then she knelt behind me and her tongue went to work. I arched towards her, desperate for her tongue on my clit. She devoured me, licking me langouriously... I felt myself coming hard against her mouth and her fingers continued to work as orgasm after orgasm ripped through my body. I turned and threw her on the bed, ripped my clothes off. Her legs were wide open so I spread my own legs and pushed myself against her, clit against clit, our bodies moving against each other. Our wet swollen clits pleasuring each other. Harder. Faster. Stronger. I heard her crying out with pleasure and pushed against her even harder as she bucked and came. I wasn't far behind her... oh god it felt so good as our sex united... We stilled slowly, unable to tear ourselves away from each other, kissing as each aftershock rocked our bodies... We lay, our arms wrapped around each other for while until she said... "Hmmmm maid, go and put the shower on... I'd like you to wash me..." I knew it was going to be a long, but very pleasurable night as I padded over to the bathroom, turned on the shower as she stepped in behind me and I picked up the soap and began to cover her beautiful body with the soap...
This is just a question I sometimes have trouble with at times. Nothing to do with my sexuality tho. When it comes to people you work with, do you mix your private life with your work life.? Do you become friends with the girls you work with.? Or, keep work and home separate and never the twane shall met. I can be a very emotional person and put in 110% into everything I do, including friendship. I'm always there to help when needed and as I'm a giver, it makes me feel great when I've helped someone out and a good result has been achieved. Sometimes I let people into my private life so they can get to know me and understand me. It builds trust but... it makes me very vulnerable as well. Is there a line there.? Is it better to not get too friendly with your colleagues? A job I was in years ago, A lady told me to never think for a minute these people are you friends, they will take advantage of you when they get the chance. Do your job, do it well and, go home. I've never really followed that advice, as I thought it was a bit cold, but, I'm now thinking of doing that. Just wondering what other people do. I'd like to hear your opinions on this.?