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Sara needed
a job for the summer. She was a student and was always short on money. She
worked every summer, after the exams were over. This year was no
different. Her preferred type of work was something in an office. She
could handle a computer, could type quite fast, got on well with other
people and knew how to answer the phone. It was all she needed. Most of
the time she didn’t have to do much actual work, could chat with her
friends on the phone for free and didn’t have to walk or lift anything.
This summer she found a job in her countries’ biggest phone company. The
work was in the afternoon and she had to sort some mail and answer the
help line calls. She usually ended work around midnight, which suited her
fine, because she liked staying up late, but on a few occasions she was
asked to stay later and help with typing, since even secretaries like to
have a vacation. This also suited her just fine, since she needed the
money.
This Friday, however, she didn’t want to stay late. She was going out with
her friends later and was hoping to finish early. So apparently did
everyone else. The work was light, not unusual for a Friday and most of
the offices were already empty by eleven. She and two of her co-workers
were about to leave, when her boss came from upstairs and asked if one of
them would mind staying for an extra half hour. Her two companions quickly
made their excuses and left, leaving her alone to answer the call. She
still had some time and didn’t really mind some more work, so she agreed.
Her boss told her that one of his superiors needed some notes typed, but
was too busy to do it himself. He sent her to the tenth floor, told her to
look for the only office with the light still on. Her boss was also
leaving, since his wife was waiting.
It looked like the building was empty except for her and the man that
needed her typing skills. She used the elevator, got out on the tenth
floor and walked down the hall towards the light coming from an office on
the left. As she stepped into the office she saw it was empty. She sat
down and waited. It was kind of exciting, being all alone in this huge
building, she could do whatever she wanted and no one would know.
There was a noise behind her and Sara turned around. There was a man in
the doorway. He looked about 25 years old, but to Sara, who was 18, that
was quite old. The man smiled at her. “Hi, you most be my secretary for
the evening. I’m Matt.” And he smiled again. Sara looked at him; he was
nice, average height, athletic, not too light or too dark, nice smile and
pale blue eyes, which were even more unusual because of his long black
hair, falling down to his neck. For a moment she thought about the size of
his cock and was embarrassed by her own thoughts.
She smiled back. “Hallo. My name’s Sara, mister Schmit sent me up here; he
said you needed help with some typing. At least I hope he meant you or
else I’m lost.” Matt went to his desk and picked up a piece of paper.
“Yes, you got the right office. My secretary and I need to have this
typed.” He said as he pointed to the paper. “I would do it myself, but I
still have other work to do. Here, come to the computer and I’ll use your
seat.” Sara went around the desk, brushing up against Matt on the way. She
sat down and looked at the paper. As she began typing Matt took her seat
and shuffled through some papers. After a minute he looked up from his
work and asked Sara for a blank piece of paper from the drawer on her
right. Sara found the drawer locked and told him so. He smiled and said.
“Oh, I forgot. Here, let me get it.” With that he came around the desk and
leaned over Sara’s left shoulder and reached toward her thigh.
She was
wearing a short skirt today, because she was going out later, so she was
in one of her sexiest outfits. She wore just a short white skirt, with a
red flower pattern, and a matching top. Her underwear was just a red
thong, the edges of which were beginning to show over the top of her
skirt. Matt’ hand brushed her leg and she almost gasped. But then he went
lower under the desk and pulled out a key. Sara felt excited, relieved and
nervous all at the same time. She was also beginning to like his
closeness. Matt stood up and then kneeled down on one knee by the drawer
on her right. He unlocked it and Sara moved her leg near him, so his hand
brushed her leg just below the knee. The feeling was great to Sara, but
Matt did not seem to notice. He was about to return to his chair but
suddenly stopped and asked her how much of the paper had she typed. He
told her he had to change something and came to stand behind her chair
again. He leaned over her and moved the mouse, scrolling over the
document. Sara could fell his breath by her neck, his arm touching hers as
he moved the mouse. She was getting hot, but didn’t dare do anything about
it.
She just closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment. Matt did not show it,
but after a moment he felt her close to him too. In a reflex male motion
he almost subconsciously looked her over. She was a tanned a bit, but
showed no bra lines. She had a great body, tight and slim. Her face was
gorgeous, with beautiful green eyes and a small nose. She had straight
blond hair, cut short, just framing her face, with strands falling across
her eyes. She was small, with tits to match. From what he could see from
looking down over her, they were not very big at all, but enough to fill
out her top nicely. He could see the dark of her nipples pushing out the
white fabric.
His arm was touching her shoulder and she seemed to like it. He lowered
his head closer to her shoulder and could feel the heat of her body. He
looked at her and saw that her eyes were closed. He let go of the mouse
and brushed her forearm with his. She shivered. Slowly he lowered his head
all the way to her shoulder and gently put his right hand or her thigh.
Her eyes were still closed and now she moaned softly at the touch. He
started caressing her, touching her thigh with one hand and her stomach
with the other. As he moved closer to the hot zone Sara reached up with
her right and grabbed his hair. That made him even hornier. He reached
between her legs and touched the bottom of her thong. He rubbed it with
his finger.
She was moving slightly in her chair, breathing deeply and
enjoying his touch. She turned her head and they kissed. Gently at first
and then their tongues met and parted with a wild passion. Not bothering
to be gentle anymore he pulled up her top, his hands sliding up her
breasts. He stopped kissing her long enough to pull it over her head and
then resumed. His hands were just big enough, with the fingers spread, to
cup her tits. Sara was wild with passion now; she was wet and wanted his
cock. His every touch made her even hotter and wetter. She pulled him
close and whispered in his ear. “Fuck me, please, now.”
Those were the right words for Matt; he could not contain himself any
longer. He turned her seat around so he was facing her and then kissed her
nipples. Then he pulled her out of the chair and pressed her against the
desk. He unbuttoned his shirt just enough to pull it over his head and
tossed it on the ground. He undid his belt and dropped his pants. He
stepped out of them and kicked them away. Now he dropped his boxer shorts
and did the same with them. His big hard member stood out, pointing
slightly up, and he brushed it against her belly. Then he went to his
knees before her and grabbed her thighs. He caressed the inside of her
tights, then reached up under her skirt and pushed down her red thong. He
threw it in a corner and then returned his attention to Sara. She shaved
her pussy, leaving just a small, inch wide line pointing the way for him.
She held his hair as he kneeled in front of her and enjoyed his touch with
closed eyes. She spread her legs so he could reach inside her and almost
fainted when she felt his tongue probe between her legs. As it slid in and
out of her she pulled hard on his hair.
Matt slowly stood up his hand sliding up between her legs. Gods was she
wet! He pushed her skirt up to her waist and lifted her on the table. He
stepped to her and she put her legs around him and pulled him closer.
He took her hand and put it on his cock. Without a word she started moving
her hand up and down. He put two fingers in her wet pussy and grabbed his
dick. He teased her for a moment, moving it up and down along her crack,
and then pushed inside. She moaned loud and put her hands around his neck
as he started to thrust faster and faster. Soon they were both covered
with sweat and panting, the inside of her thighs wet with her own juices
and that of his cock. He pushed deep inside her, filling her up
completely. She screamed with pleasure and wondered at his size. She felt
herself coming closer to that magical feeling of orgasm with every thrust.
She held him tight, moving with his motion, slightly raising her body, so
he could enter her ever deeper. Almost there, just a bit more. She let go
of his neck and leaned back on the desk.
And then, screaming and moaning in pleasure she came. Matt continued
fucking her, her pussy now even more wet, and now he was also close to an
orgasm. He pushed hard even as she spasmed in her orgasm and as soon as
her first one ended Sara felt it coming again. Matt was now beyond
control, wanting just to come as fast as he could. He pushed faster and
faster, and as he felt her come again he pulled out and sprayed her tits
and belly with his cum.
After a moment to catch her breath Sara reached down and smeared her belly
with his cum. She spread it over her tits and licked her fingers. She felt
like a slut and she loved it. With her free hand she caressed her pussy
for a while, the sensation of the sex still lingering. Then she slid of
the desk and went to her knees before Matt. His cock was still big, if not
that hard, and she put her mouth around it. She jerked him of with one
hand, sucking his dick all the time. After a minute she was surprised to
see it was hard again. She tickled its head with her tongue, licked it and
tasted his juices, his cum and his sweat. She could see he was ready to go
again.
Matt grabbed her hair and pushed his cock deep into her mouth. At first
she almost choked but then she fell in the rhythm and enjoyed his rough
guidance. Matt just stood there for a couple of minutes, watching her
suck. Then he pushed her back against the desk again and kissed her. While
their tongues played he unzipped her skirt, now rolled up to her waist and
helped her get rid of it. With one hand he held her hair, turning her head
with the kisses. He kissed her neck, gently bit her ear and then, cupping
her head in his left hand, went back to work on her neck. While he was
doing this his other hand explored downwards, sliding between her legs,
entering her with his fingers. She was enjoying the sensation, following
the movements of his hand with her body. He drew back his mouth,
deliberately withdrawing in mid kiss. She followed him immediately,
searching his tongue, her eyes closed. When she found him, he withdrew
again, so this time she grabbed his hair and pulled him close. Matt
mentally smiled at this and then did it again. Sara felt his hand inside
her pussy and when he pulled away from her for the third time she could
not wait anymore. She grabbed his hard dick and rubbed it along her wet
pussy. She felt hot, on fire almost, and wanted him inside her. Matt felt
her need and he felt the same way. He turned her around, pressed his cock
again her tight ass. His hands roamed up from her belly to her tits, the
other holding the front of her neck while he kissed the back.
He lowered himself a little, took hold of his member and slowly slid it
inside her from behind. While still holding her close to him he started
the rhythmic in and out motion again and she followed his lead, moving
with him. Panting from passion and exertion he started to go faster. He
needed release, and he needed it soon. Sara loved being fucked from
behind, loved the motion and the press of his body, but as he began to
pound her faster and faster, she could not keep the rhythm. Just then Matt
pushed her down on the table, sensing the movement too fast for her to
keep track. Sara bent over the desk, her elbows resting on the dark wood,
her fingers pushing away the keyboard. She felt his strong hands on her
shoulders, helping him push deeper inside her. Suddenly he stopped the
even in and out and pushed strongly, making her hit the drawers with her
knees and pushing the keyboard almost off the desk. She screamed in
delight. As he did it again she was ready for it, but feeling inside her
drenched pussy was too much too contain and she screamed again. She felt
an orgasm building inside her as Matt again increased pace. She wanted him
to come inside her and with some trouble, because of her own moaning, told
him so. He smiled and leaned to her ear. “Sure baby, love to, oh, you’re
so good.”
Sara pressed against his face as she felt herself go. Her eyes rolled back
with pleasure as her body was washed over by a tide of orgasmic feeling.
The feeling continued for some time and in this time Matt continued to
fuck her. A moment later he came too, pushing inside with a mighty thrust
a pressing her down again. Sara felt the push, and her feeling of orgasm
increased beyond limits for one glorious moment. Then she felt his cum
spurting inside her and stood still not wanting him to pull out. As her
passion slowly subsided she moved her ass around, teasing his cock some
more.
After a minute Matt pulled out and Sara felt some of his cum run down her
thigh. She reached between her legs and smeared it on both her thighs and
over her modest pubic hair. She put her hand in her mouth to feel his cum
and moaned in pleasure. Matt was still behind her and now he pulled her
back and kissed her on the mouth. He turned her towards him and did a more
thorough job. After a while he stopped and said softly in her ear. “Time
to get dressed baby. I still got work to do. God that was great.” And then
he kissed her again. “I hope you had a nice time, I would hate to think I
was the only one who enjoyed this.” He said and smiled, knowing from her
earlier screams of pleasure that she loved it as much as he did.
Sara smiled at him and smiled back. “I loved it, I really did. Do you need
my help for anything else?” She said and burst and laughing. She kissed
him again and then saw the clock on the wall. It was well over midnight
and she was late. “Shit, it’s late. I have to go. Do you still need my
help?” Matt looked over her shoulder at the computer screen. “No, it’s
almost done. I’ll finish up if you’re in a hurry. Going out to party?”
With this he strolled to the corner to pick up most of their clothes. He
handed her the red top and her thong then put on his underwear and pants.
As he zipped up, Sara picked up her skirt from the floor and dressed.
“Yes, I’m meeting some friends and we’re going to a party. I was hoping to
meet them an hour ago. Good thing I didn’t. I would have missed all this
fun.” She said as she pulled on her skirt. They were both dressed now and
he held her in his strong arms again. They kissed again passionately and
he looked in her bright green eyes. “You really are a cliché secretary you
know? Doing it with the boss in the first hour and you’re not ever a
regular.” With this he smiled and they kissed again. He held her for a few
minutes and they talked. Then she had to go and turned to leave. He
followed her to the door and as the said their goodbyes he reached under
her skirt, pushed away her red panties and put a finger inside her. He
looked her in the eyes and said. “Just so I remember you longer. Hope to
see you around here; I may need some help again.” Sara smiled at this.
“I’ll volunteer for it right away. I love being your secretary.” But what
she meant to say was bitch, she felt like that and she loved being his
bitch. As she walked to the elevator she smiled to herself. She hoped Matt
would not wait too long before asking for her help again. This was going
to be a great summer job.
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