1 comments/ 84702 views/ 7 favorites My New ASSistant By: lindiana Harper stood up abruptly, causing the papers that lay in his lap to fall to the ground. He wanted to throttle her. His anger was rising up inside him like a flood and needed to be put somewhere. Ever since she had arrived, it seemed as if one thing after another went wrong. Not that he could completely blame her. She wasn't deliberately sabotaging him or his work. It was more like she was a constant distraction. The company had hired her to be his assistant. As assistants went, she seemed quite capable if not perhaps a bit clumsier than was absolutely necessary. Jenna had appeared in the doorway of his office, her golden hair loose and flowing about her face, and he worried for a moment that she was a mirage. But no, she was real. From her blue eyes to her pale skin to her ripe breasts to her slim hips, she was very real. She was also a very real distraction for him. He had tried to keep his thoughts upon the job. He found separating work from all the pleasurable things in life sometimes difficult and yet he did his best. He was not some young kid fresh out of school. He had been around the block more than once. And as for Jenna, she too was not some child. She was a woman of enormous talents and the giggle that could peel icing off a cake. No, there he was again. His mind tended to wander to the abstract when it came to her. He found himself at times thinking about what she was thinking. He lay in bed at night wondering if she was asleep. It wasn't a wholesome relationship and he knew it. He knew in his head he needed to put an end to this mental obsession with her but somehow he couldn't find the strength to do so. It was as if every time he cleared his mind of her, she would reappear as instantly as she had gone. He had a girlfriend. She was a wonderful woman, full of life, fruity and ripe, sweet to be with so he did not understand why his mind felt it necessary to wander into forbidden territory so often and with such alarming intensity. There was nothing inordinately special about Jenna. Yes she was attractive with that honey blonde hair and her full ripe cherry lips that looked so kissable especially first thing in the morning after she had had her coffee. Her eyes certainly were as blue as a summer sky when the clouds are no more than fluffy reminders of childhood. And her breasts were mere soft mounds hidden beneath buttoned down shirts, always appearing as if at any moment they might break free and run rampant up and down the halls of the office. And her personality was indescribable. She laughed at the slightest provocation and it was such a pleasant sound that he could not help but smile himself when he heard it. She was very outgoing and open, sharing with him all types of ideas or thoughts that just appeared in her head out of the blue. And they were often very good ideas as well. She was intelligent with a structured mind that was able to quickly figure out the situation and set it to rights if it needed to be. And she could charm a bee out of stinging her if she tried. But still there was the girlfriend, always faithful and available on a Friday night. And Harper had no intention whatsoever of embarking upon an office romance. They never turned out well. Alright for some people they did but not for him. He tended to fixate on the obvious and his needs tended to wander towards the absurd. As far as women were concerned, he was not selective in the least and tended to go for the obvious. He enjoyed fine wine and women with breasts that looked as if they were ready to pop out of a tight blouse at any moment. He also enjoyed a medium well done steak and asses that filled out a tight skirt so well the seams seemed to be in danger of splitting with every step. He enjoyed travel and walking on the beach and a girl that could grab her own ankles keeping her legs up in the air while he fucked her hard against a firm mattress. When Jenna came into his office that morning, she was wearing a new perfume. He didn't know the name of it but it was something sinful and ripe, decadent and dirty. He caught a whiff of it as she breezed in and he was gone. In his mind, he saw her with her legs up in the air as she held her own ankles and he drilled her deep into a firm mattress at some cheap hotel on the Jersey Shore. Snapping back to reality, he looked up at her as if she was a piece of fruit hanging from a vine that he needed to pluck. And pluck he would. She was wearing a tight navy sweater that accentuated her breasts and a short grey skirt that gave him the tease of thigh without exposing it too much. Before he could edit himself or his actions, he stood up and out of his office chair and strolled around his desk to the side she was standing on. "I can't take this anymore," was all he said in way of foreplay as he slipped his hands underneath that sweater and quickly took possession of those soft sweet breasts of hers. "Harper," she breathed and he cut her off with his mouth, covering hers and sucking the air from her lungs before his hands slipped from under her sweater and moved to the hem of her skirt. He tugged it up as his mouth held hers, not paying any mind to where her hands were or what perhaps she wanted. Hell no, he was taking what she had been selling. And he was taking it now. The skirt was tight but he managed to get it up over her hips then clear to her waist before his right hand wandered down between her thighs. The soft hairless skin he felt there was a bit of a surprise, no panties or stockings just her under that skirt. He was ready to let his fingers do the walking until he felt the firm grip of hers wrapping around his wrist and the faint sound of her cry, "No". "No?" he echoed her, not even interested in being denied and pretty close to taking what he wanted and truly not caring whether she wanted it or not. "Not there," she whimpered and she reached into the pocket of her skirt. She had this obsession with keeping her lips moist, soft and free of being chapped, he saw her often enough putting lube on them. She took the small tube of petroleum jelly out of her pocket and put it in the palm of his hand as she whimpered softly in need, "In my ass, Harper, please." "Oh yeah, baby" he managed as she turned, placing herself handily over his desk, ass up, as he undid his pants, freeing his throbbing cock. Just a dab of the lube on the head of his cock and he was ready to go, rubbing it up over the crack of her naked ass. And it was a beauty, those firm globes shining, making him nearly whimper in need himself as the head of his cock found the hole it was aiming for and popped inside. "Fuck me, Harper," she begged, looking at him over her shoulder. Who was he to deny her? He wasn't about to. His fingers dug into the flesh of her ass, using them to hold her, as he drove his cock into her tight hole over and over again. He grunted with each thrust, her ass so tight. It felt so sweet wrapped around his cock he wanted to stay buried inside her forever. He had to hold on to her though as she kept slipping across his desk with each thrust as if she was oiled. And so he held on, his cock stabbing at her repeatedly as she moaned and groaned her own pleasurable response at his assault. His balls slapped against her as he drilled into her and he began to sweat, feeling the beads trickling down the back of his neck. He couldn't remember the last time fucking someone felt this good, this wicked, this much like paradise. Here she was with her skirt up around her waist as he fucked her ass on his desk. The thought of it alone was like heaven, making him moan aloud, closing his eyes as he drummed her harder against the desk until it actually began shaking on its legs which weren't built to withstand such an assault. All the while she continued to beg him to keep going, to keep fucking her. He knew she was enjoying it almost as much as him. He could feel the wetness of her arousal coating the inside of her thighs as they slammed against the desk. Oh this was too good. It felt like the Fourth of July, Thanksgiving and Christmas all rolled up into one. His cock was nearly trembling with its own delicious headiness at such pleasure. Harper knew he couldn't last much longer. The need inside his balls was rising up, the heat churning them into a volcanic explosion about to erupt inside her ass. "Oh fuck, I'm going to cum, Jenna." "Do it! Cum in my ass, please!" she pleaded with him, her voice cracking with the strain of it. She was trembling too, her thighs heaving as if trying to hold up twice their normal weight. He could see her own passion in her face as she gazed at him over her shoulder, licking her lips in a wanton display of need. He could feel her passion as her anus molded itself around him, squeezing the seed right from his balls as if begging for it, wanting it planted deep inside her sweet ass. He wasn't going to deny her anything, not at this moment, so he threw back his head and came inside her sweet tight butt hole with a howl of triumph, forgetting for a moment where they were and that people might actually hear them. Then when that tidbit finally filtered through his mind, he quieted down his second vocal burst of compassioned fulfillment as he nearly fell, completely spent, over her body sprawled on his desk. "Oh jeez, Jenna, I can't believe we did that," he said in a somewhat understated way as he finally withdrew his very satisfied cock from her not quite so tight and now very slick ass. He managed to grab a tissue from the box on his desk and cleaned himself up with a quick but sufficient enough for now wipe before he tucked himself away until later. "Me neither, Harper," she giggled in that charming way she had as he straightened himself out. She managed to pull herself off of his desk in the most graceful of ways after having her ass totally reamed then she pulled down her skirt to its proper length. She bent into him then and kissed him softly on his mouth, her tongue just teasing his before she broke it off and gazed into his eyes as she whispered "You're the best boss I have ever had." She smiled at him then as if nothing more had happened in the past few moments other than he had perhaps given her something to type at her own cubicle. Spinning on her very high heels with one last smile to reassure him everything was fine, she left his office. Before he even had time to say a word to her but assuming control of himself and the situation, he made sure his pants were zipped then sat back down at his desk, going back to work. My New Assistant I was in my mid thirties, happily married to a man who I considered my best friend and my sexual partner as we both had healthy sexual appetites that filled the nights well and I had the satisfaction in my job to make the days pleasant. I think I am fairly attractive, blonde hair, green eyes and I was pretty trim for my age; I've recognized the 'look' from men in public that said I looked pretty hot so felt pretty confident in my looks. I am the office manager of a large accounting firm and basically run the place, although I couldn't do it without a good 'team'. I had just said bon voyage to a young lady that had been my assistant for quite some but had become pregnant and wanted to stay home with her child and not work, so I was very happy for her, but then found myself needing to hire a person who could fill her shoes. I interviewed a number of applicants-both men and women- when I read the application of a young woman with experience in computers and a degree in accounting-Adian was her first name so I called her in for an interview and was completely taken back at her beauty and presence when I actually met her. She was wearing a black suit jacket over a royal blue, button down silk blouse unbuttoned to reveal some amount of cleavage, and a very short black skirt; her startling blue eyes bore into me. She had jet black hair that flowed to her waist and had the presence of someone very confident- in her sexuality, in her skills for the job-and in herself in general. She had all of the qualifications required of the job and was the obvious choice to hire-but for some reason left me flustered-I was flushed by the sight of her and felt my panties get wet just during the interview. I've never felt a desire to lick another woman's breasts or kiss their lips, but suddenly I was getting wet and found myself wondering what it would be like to lick a woman's pussy-particularly Adian's pussy. I wanted to splash water all over my face but all I could do was look into her sultry blue eyes. Shuffling through her application and references, I told her she was the most qualified and would love to have her work for our company-and directly under myself, "Mmm," she said, smiling, and with I thought was a wink, "I think I would LOVE to work directly under you." And she smiled and licked her lips and walked toward the door. Just before she reached the office door she dropped her purse and as she bent over to retrieve it, I THOUGHT I glimpsed her bare ass-it appeared she was wearing no panties as her skirt rode up. She stood and turned toward me. "I must be nervous about the interview," she said and she smiled at me and turned again and left the office. I was a bit taken back by the display but was pretty sure it was intentional on her part. As soon as she left, I went into my private bathroom and played with my pussy, imagining it was her hand playing with my clit and soon brought myself to orgasm. For the next two weeks after she was hired, I tried to remain very professional-Adian was a quick learner, but when she bent over me to review the spreadsheets I found myself glancing at her cleavage just a few inches from my mouth and I began to visualize licking that cleavage and began to fantasize what it would be like to suck her nipples or run my tongue up her pussy lips. It seemed to me like she was taunting me as she bent close to me and at times she was so close her hair would brush my cheek. Occasionally, Adain would catch me looked at me gazing at her breasts and would smile, but never say a word. One day she was at my side while we were going over the spreadsheets at my desk and she was bent over when I looked towards her and her breast was fully exposed except for the nipple I only dreamed of seeing or touching when Adain caught me looking and smiled. "You like my tits, don't you?" she said as she smiled and her deep blue eyes bore intensely into mine. "I...I...I'm married," I stammered. "I mean I have only been with men..." Adian smiled and looked me directly in the eyes and her hand fell to the next button on her blouse, slowly unbuttoning it as she talked. "You may have only been with men, but I think you fantasize about women; licking another woman's nipples and maybe about running your tongue over a pussy or maybe how a woman's tongue would feel running up and down your pussy lips and sucking your clit. "I've known enough women that enjoy making love to another woman to recognize that same look of desire I see in your eyes." she said as she gazed intently into my eyes and continued to unbutton her blouse. I was extremely wet thinking about it but I stuttered again, "I.. I don't know. I've never done that." As I was talking, Adian walked toward the office door, her blouse now unbuttoned to her waist, giving me a glimpse of rounded large orbs but no sight of her nipples before she turned toward the door. Her long black hair was swaying down her back as she reached the door and locked it. She turned and walked toward me. "I think it's about time you DO do that." "I've seen you looking at my tits and looking at my ass when I walk away from your desk. I've seen you trying to get a glimpse of my pussy when I bend over to file-and I think you'd love to put your tongue right here." She reached around her ass and slid her hand up her skirt. When she pulled it back out I could see her middle finger was wet. I was still sitting in my office chair, completely unsure of how to react-she was right-I had thought endlessly of licking her but I didn't know what to say or how to react. Adian came over to me and straddled my lap while at the same time taking my face gently in her hands and leaning in to kiss me. I could smell her pussy on her finger as she brushed her hands on my cheek and I found I liked the scent. The first kiss was a gentle brush of her lips against mine, but I felt a rush in my crotch and then she leaned in again to kiss me again, gently parting my lips with her tongue. I felt myself kissing back and touching my tongue to hers; gently probing her mouth with my tongue and sucking on hers as it probed my mouth. She slipped her hands from my face to the back of my neck as her lips brushed against my cheek and bent them closed to my ear before kissing my ear and whispering softly, "I want you to make love to me." and her lips moved down my neck with soft kisses. I knew there was no going back but I was so hot for this young lady, I didn't want to go back. I pulled back just a bit and ran my finger lightly down her throat, down her cleavage to the last remaining button; I looked her in the eyes as I unbuttoned it and pulled the blouse back to reveal her breasts and no bra. I pulled it open, running both of my hands gently underneath her large breasts. I could see how hard her nipples were-which sent a shock of pleasure through me, knowing she was as hot for me as I was for her. I sat back in my chair and whispered, "Feed them to me, Adian." Adian slid her hands under her breasts, pushing them up and toward me, and then leaned into my mouth to offer one hard nipple to my lips. I flicked my tongue over her nipple as it reached my mouth. I licked around her nipple and then I licked it from bottom to top with my flattened tongue before I took it in my mouth and sucked on it. I sucked and sucked as my pussy got wetter and wetter; I was really enjoying sucking on this woman's nipples and I knew she was enjoying it as her nipples were rock hard and I could hear her breath quicken. Adian moaned and whispered, "You're a natural, Shelby. If you get me this hot sucking my nipples, I can't wait to feel your tongue up my pussy." "Feed me the other nipple, Adian" I responded. I was feeling more and more confident in my ability to get HER hot-which couldn't equal how wet she was making me. She guided her other nipple to my mouth and I licked up and all around before sucking her nipple like a baby. She threw her head back as I sucked and I could hear her softly moaning. After what seemed like hours of me sucking her nipple, she bent toward me panting. "I think it's only fair that I get to play with yours, too." and she grabbed my sweater from my waist-up and over my head. I've always liked silky bras and panties and my dark blue satin bra with lace and a front clasp was a good choice for this day. Adian circled her hands around the cups with her dark hair flowing and her beautiful breasts swaying as she unclasped my bra and freed my breasts. My breasts aren't extremely large, but my nipples are very protruded and very sensitive. Adian brought her fingers to her lips and wetted her them before sliding over and gently pinching both my nipples. "Ahh" I could only say as her wet fingers pulled at my nipples. She leaned toward me, her soft long hair brushing my cheek as she kissed my ear and licked her way down my neck to my breasts. She leaned in and licked all around my nipples before finally popping one nipple into her mouth as she wetted and sucked it, sending pleasure waves directly to my crotch. She wetly sucked on one and then the other before she brought head back up to whisper in my ear, "I want you to lick my pussy. I'm so wet I could come before you ever get your tongue close to my pussy." "Then you'll have to come twice, because I want my tongue all over you and it is destined to reach your sweet pussy." And I gently pushed her off my lap while reaching behind her to unzip her skirt as she stood. She wore no panties but did have a garter belt of lace holding up her nylons. Her pussy was completely shaved and was obviously very moist. I pushed the rest of her blouse off her shoulders and pulled off her shoes, leaving her naked except her garter belt and thigh-high nylons. "Turn around and bend over my desk," I instructed. She did and I stood, bent over her and pushing my still-clothed pussy into her ass as I bent over her back, rubbing my tits into her back as I softly moved her hair to the left side of her face- I gently kissed her neck and brought the kisses down her back. As I reached her ass with my kisses I sat back in my chair and bent in to kiss her beautiful ass. I pushed my knees together between hers and then pushed her knees apart. I scooted my chair in closer to spread her legs and got a wonderful view of her ass and her wet pussy as my fingers gently ran circles from the back of her knees up her thighs, down to her knees, up the inside of her thighs as I gently kissed her butt cheeks and licked the crevice where her legs met her ass. "Oh, Shelby," Adian panted, "that feels so good and you haven't even touched my pussy yet." I kept kissing her butt cheeks and although I hadn't even thought of it before, I ran my tongue down her crack to her asshole and flicked it with my wet tongue. "Oh!" Adian jumped. I was getting more and more aroused and braver by the minute as I flattened my tongue against her pussy lips and licked upward to her asshole. She moaned as I kissed her asshole like I'd kissed her lips and then pointed my tongue to push into her ass. "Oh MY, Shelby, that feels so good!" Adian groaned as I pushed my tongue into her ass, withdrew it and licked from her pussy lips to her asshole. My hands kept tickling the back of her legs as I licked her pussy lips, pushed my tongue up just a little into her cunt and continued licking up to her asshole. She was panting and I could feel her asshole twitch as I pushed my tongue in. I was licking up her lips to her hole for the numerous time when she began spasaming and pushing her ass against my face. "Aw fuck, that feels so good, I'm coming, Shelby, I'm coming all over your face!" I pushed my tongue up her ass and her body quaked and spammed.....and I'd only just gotten to realize how much I enjoyed fucking a woman with my tongue. "Turn around, darling, and let me lick your clit." Still spasming, she turned and looked at me. "My pussy is all yours for the licking, but take the rest of your clothes off so I can watch you play with yourself when you lick me..........and then it's my turn to taste your pussy." I stood up next to her and peeled off my skirt, and then pantyhose and shoes, and finally my satin panties until I was completely naked, in my own office, rubbing up against this beautiful lady clad in only a garter belt, and stockings. She reached my face with her hands again and kissed me deep and strong on the lips, sucking my tongue and swirling hers in my mouth. Adian pulled back just a bit with her hands still on my cheeks and whispered, "I can always tell another woman who wants pussy." I wasn't sure if I was offended or complimented but that statement but it made me completely take charge. "Lie back on my desk and spread your legs." I demanded. Adian did and I had a wonderful view of her entire pussy. It was completely shaved and smooth-and her lips were wet and gleaming. I leaned in and murmured, "I'm licking this pussy until you come so many times you can't remember how many." "Oh, yes, Shelby!" she said as she raised her legs in the air and spread them wide as she pushed her bare pussy into my face. I gently ran my tongue up one side of her cunt and down the other-completely avoiding her clit but then sliding my tongue up her slit that was so wet. I could feel the cream from my pussy sliding down my crack into the office chair as I licked the flowing juices from her cunt. "Oh, Shelby, your tongue feels SO good on my pussy. Lick my clit, Honey. I want to come all over your beautiful face." Her words made me so horny; I was creaming in my chair with my fingers pushing steadily in my own cunt as my face was creaming in her pussy; my tongue pushed so far up her cunt she was sitting on it at the edge of my desk as she was grabbing my hair and pushing her pussy into my face. I pushed my tongue as far as my tongue would reach and with my cheeks wet from her juice, pulled my tongue out and sucked on her clit-in and out of my mouth like I had sucked her nipples earlier. She bucked against my face as I was sucking every part of her pussy and pushing my tongue up her cunt as far as it would go and I could feel her spasm against my mouth as she came. After her spasms subsided, she bent down to kiss me on the mouth and tasted her own juice on my lips and tongue. "You make me come so good, Shelby. Fuck, I love your tongue! But I want to lick your pussy...and being your 'assistant", I guess I should make you 'feel good' on command." And she slid off my desk and placed herself between my knees as she gently pushed my legs over the arms of my office chair and pushed my knees up toward my breasts, giving her full view of my pussy. She rubbed her breasts up my pussy and stomach and breasts as she crawled up to kiss me on the lips, and push her tongue softly into my mouth. "I've wanted your tongue in my pussy and wanted to lick yours since our first interview," Adian breathed into my ear as her hand played with my nipple. "You flustered me," I replied. "I was attracted to you immediately, but when you dropped your purse and I thought I saw your bare pussy, I wasn't sure if you were trying to seduce me or I was mistaken in what I wanted to see. "You saw it right," she purred. "I never wear underwear but I wanted you to see my pussy-so I dropped my purse on purpose and hoped seeing my pussy would turn you on.' "I've thought about nothing else since then," I whispered as I watched her tongue trail down to suck my nipple while she pushed her tits into my pussy, wide open with my legs stretched over the arms of my office chair. "I'm never wrong about these things," Adian whispered in between sucking my nipples and rubbing her tits in my pussy. "I love to show my pussy in public, but I love to show it even more to someone who I'd like to put their tongue up it." She trailed her tongue down my belly and looked up at me. "I wanted your tongue in my pussy, as much as I wanted my face in yours." And she trailed kisses down my stomach until her face reached my wide open pussy. She leaned back and looked at me, licked her lips before bending in and licking my pussy lips with a very wet tongue. The sensation was overwhelming! My husband had licked my pussy but he usually was too turned on to take much time licking me before he fucked me. Adian was taking her time and obviously enjoyed licking pussy as much as she liked having her pussy licked. She languished running her tongue lightly over my pussy lips before pushing her tongue up my cunt and thrusting it in and out like a penis -then focusing her gentle lick on my clit. I looked down, my naked body perched in my office chair to watch a beautiful young woman's face between my legs and could see she was enjoying every stroke of her tongue. As was I! I felt it start to build and began to shake as my cunt spasmed into her face and pulled her beautiful black hair around my thighs and thrust my pussy toward her lips as she lapped up all of my juices and continued to lap until I could take no more. Feeling completely glowing in the aftermath, I pulled her up to kiss her lips, still tasting of my pussy and grabbed her beautiful ass onto my lap as I reached out to fondle her breasts. "You may have awakened something bigger than you can handle" I whispered into ear as I continued to play with her nipples. She bent into whisper in my ear, with her hair gently touching my naked breasts and cheek saying, "I can handle it, can YOU?" We'll play it by ear. My New Assistant All characters in this story are above the age of consent (18). The story and its characters are all fictional (even though I wish they were not). I love hearing your comments so please leave one. I love to get messages from my readers. * Behind schedule, over budget, and never good enough for the client, status quo for a creative director; that was my situation when Sandra popped unexpected and uninvited into my office. "Somebody has a crush on you." She chirped. Looking up with an annoyed glare I said, "What are you talking about?" "Haven't you noticed that our newest team member, Bradley, stand's up straight, smiles, and is such a brown-noser whenever you are around." I should fire Sandra I thought, but she is a brilliant copywriter. She is always stirring the pot of office politics. I just shook my head and went back to work. Ignoring her is usually the best response. If you don't take the bait she'll move on...and yes there she goes. "Don't say I didn't warn you." She said as she smiled and continued on her way. Bradley, or Brad as he prefers to be called, is a production assistant we just hired. I say "we" because he was hired by one of the firm's partners. He came from a small Christian college. I would not have hired someone with that background for our department, but I wasn't asked. Brad is that partner's nephew, so that's the way it goes. Fortunately he turned out to be a good worker and having an extra person helps. Difficult as it is to admit, Sandra was right. I had noticed that Brad was doing his best to get-in-good with me. As the boss I appreciate that, at 48 and in a fast paced, high stakes job, the last thing I want is to babysit an employee. For someone right out of college Brad is more mature than you'd expect. I took him to the mandatory "lunch-with-the-boss" at the end of his first week and I actually enjoyed it. He is interesting and quick. We shared many of the same interests including a love of bikes and cycling. I also noticed he had deep blue eyes and kind of a feminine appeal to him. At one point I noticed that he held my gaze a little too long but I just shrugged it off. The next week I was at a photo shoot in our photographer's studio. My wife and kids left that morning for a trip to visit family. Because it was a photo shoot we all dressed casually. That day I noticed Brad in a different way. I don't know if was because of Sandra's comment or something else but he caught my eye. He was wearing a tight fitting T-shirt and a pair of expensive blue jeans with fancy stitching on the back pockets. For the first time in over twenty years I had a strange feeling that I had not had since my college days. The feeling in my loins and the sight of Brad made me think back to a time I honestly had mostly forgotten. The summer between my junior and senior year, I spent the break at an artist colony on an island off the coast of Maine. I was honored and excited because the application process for the colonies summer program was highly selective. I was an aspiring painter and this was an amazing opportunity. I became a little less excited after my arrival to discover that most of the artists were men over 50. The few younger women there were unattractive, and that was being charitable at best. At the age of 21 I was perpetually horny and the thought of going all summer without some tail was a bit depressing. My roommate that summer was another college student named Todd. He was a nice guy and fun to hang around with. Like me he was disappointed in the lack of female prospects. We would complain about our situation and our blue balls. Todd would kid me that at any moment he was going to jump Dorothy, the 70 year old program director. After the first week, I awoke early in the morning to the unmistakable sound of Todd stroking his tool. This became my regular alarm and it didn't help me to ignore my own morning wood. After a couple of weeks of abstinence and pretending I decided to join Todd in his daily jerk off session. After the third day of mutual morning "pud pulling," Todd looked over at me and smiled. We started to talk to each other as we masturbated. At first it was just, "Who are you thinking about, and what does she look like?" I would joke, "I am thinking of Dorothy and she looks sexy when she picks her boobs up off the floor." It then progressed to, "How does your cock feel? Are you stroking hard? Are you going to cum?" After a couple of weeks we were both stroking with our cocks in the open. This was Todd's idea. He said it was to "keep the sheets clean." We would stare at each other's hard dicks as we pumped away. Our beds were only about 20" apart in that tiny cabin. One morning Todd reached over and helped me stoke my cock with his hand over mine. I came gallons all over my stomach, chest and even hit my face. Then, still sticky with jizz, I leaned over and took Todd's cock in my hand. It felt hard and the skin was velvety smooth. Todd had a nice thick cock. He didn't last long and I loved the way his cock pulsed in my hand as he came. That's when it started; the taboo of man-to-man sex was gone. That evening Todd pulled the covers off me and sucked my cock until I filled his mouth with cum. He gulped it down with a big smile. Not to be outdone I promptly took my turn going down on Todd. I loved his cock in my mouth. He shot his load without warning and it filled my mouth. The taste was at first odd but I grew to love it. I think for the next month I sucked Todd off at least once a day. We would grind on each other, I think the fancy term is frottage, and 69 whenever we had any down time. I often would look over at Todd in a painting session and lust after his cock. I wanted to feel his member in my mouth, pulsing and exploding. The last week we both took turns performing anal on each other. It was a purely animal experience. After that summer I never heard from Todd again. Perhaps he was embarrassed? Perhaps I was embarrassed? The experience was confusing, to say the least, and I think that is why I quickly pushed it out of mind. I met my future wife shortly afterward. Truthfully until now I never really thought much about that summer or Todd. "Which one of these products should we shoot next?" said Brad waking me from my daydream of a long ago summer. "Go with the black one." I replied after a second pause and my return to reality. At lunch Brad and I left the studio with the stylist and the photographer. We walked a couple of blocks to a sandwich shop where we had lunch. Brad was telling me excitedly about his new bike frame and how he had all the components on it, and that it was a dream to ride. He lamented that he didn't know anyone, being new in town, and that tomorrow, Saturday, he would go for another ride alone. He said that he preferred to ride with a friend if possible. "Well why don't you come over to my place and we can go for a ride together. I live close to a 50 mile loop that is a great ride." I said perhaps a little too quickly. "That would be terrific!" said Brad and we decided to meet at my home the next day at 9:00 am. I was in the garage working on my bike at 8:45 when a beater Honda pulled up. Brad jumped out and waved at me from down the drive. When I saw him get out of the car I literally dropped my wrench. He is 5'10" tall, probably 150 pounds. He has sandy blonde hair cut very short on the sides and back with long bangs and a thick mop on top. He has fine features and blue eyes. His skin is pale and he was wearing a one-piece, baby blue and white spandex cycling suit. He has a small waist and a nice round ass that sits on top of smooth fit thighs. In that suit, every curve and angle was accentuated he had an amazing androgynous body. He pulled his bike out of the back of the car and grabbed a small bag and started walking up the drive. He was wearing flip-flops and sporty Oakley sunglasses. His bike was a Felt Carbon fiber, a real beauty, both of them. He beamed in that youthful way as he walked up the drive. "Hey! Welcome...wow nice bike!" I said. Standing behind the bike Brad pivoted from foot to foot like a model posing. This little move made his legs look curvy and brought my attention to the prominent bulge his package made in the front of his skintight cycling jumper. He may have been slender but it was obvious that he had a formidable weapon tucked into that spandex. "You like it?" He said. "I like it very much...," I said afraid I might have been staring a bit too intently, "that is one fancy ride. I hope I don't hold you back." Brad smiled, "well with legs like yours I am sure that I'm going to have trouble keeping up with you." For my old age of 48, I'm in pretty good shape: 6' tall and still 180lbs. I have always worked out and for the past 6 or 7 years I have been putting a lot of mileage on my road bike. My wife says my dark salt and pepper hair and olive skin give me a kind of "George Clooney thing." I do think that she is exaggerating, just a bit. "Just let me finish up and we can get going while it's still cool. Have a seat. Do you need anything? Water, the bathroom?" I asked out of instinct and good manners. "No I'm fine. Thanks." Brad pulled up a lawn chair next to where I was working and crossed his legs. As he took his socks and cycling shoes out of his bag, I noticed that his toe nails where painted with electric blue polish. He looked up at me and saw my gaze. Wiggling his toes, he said, "Do you like my toe nail polish? It matches my cycling shorts." "Yes, that is some color..." I stammered. "Yeah, it's wild! After 4 years at that college and living at home, it feels great to be on my own. Now I can be wild whenever I want!" Brad caught himself. "I mean not at work... but it's like... it's hard to be who I am at home. Now I can be like myself. Nothing bad, just myself without having to pretend I am something I am not." Brad looked up at me as if he wanted approval. I smiled and said, "I know exactly what you are saying. We all have to spread our wings and fly when the time is right. I think now is your time to fly. You are doing a great job at work and we all like you very much." I could see a sparkle in his eyes. I took my bike off the stand and Brad followed me down the drive as we left for the ride. The day was close to perfect. Clear skies, fresh morning air, little traffic. We didn't push too hard so on many stretches we were able to chat. Brad hinted that he was gay but had not come out to his family. At one point he said that he hoped that we were talking as friends and that I would not share this conversation with his uncle, the partner at the firm. I thought to myself, don't worry your uncle is a prick and I try not to talk to him at all. I guaranteed him that outside of work we were friends, not boss and employee. I was also beginning to fantasize that I'd like to be more than just a "friend." The sight of Brad in that tight fitting cycling one-piece was also contributing to my desires. At about mile 30 the day got a little warmer and the wind picked up. We had to ride harder and we took turns riding single file. I admit I liked being behind Brad best; not because he was blocking the wind, but because I could stare at his perfect ass. He looked so good pedaling away I just wanted to bite him. All those feelings I had forgotten about had been awaken. I knew now that I wanted Brad. We arrived back at my house, both of us hot, sweaty, and feeling good. Brad's suit clung to his skin and his cock and balls looked even more impressive now that every outline was visible. I suggested that we go inside to get out of the sun and get something cold to drink. We removed our cycling shoes and headed inside. I let Brad go first so I could take in the sight of his hot round ass shaking slightly under the form fitting lycra. I had some ice tea and I filled two large glasses with ice, tea and a lemon wedge. Brad rubbed the cold glass of tea on his neck and face. I had to think this display was meant as a little bit of a show. I didn't complain. "Oh, that feels so good. I am so hot." He said. "Would you like to use the shower? We only have 4 of them in the house." I said jokingly. I got Brad a towel and showed him to the guest bath. I used the opportunity to go upstairs and jump in the shower myself. After the fastest shower of all time, I quickly pulled on some shorts and a tank top and started making lunch for two. My plan was to keep Brad around for as long as I could to see if I could seduce him. Brad came down stairs wearing a pair of pink plaid boxers and a white wife-beater tank top. "I hope you don't mind but I forgot to bring a pair of pants to change into. I figure it's just us two guys so no big deal, right?" Brad said this in a cute and provocative kind of way with his hands on his hips. "That's fine" I said. "In fact I really like those boxers. They look great with your toe nail polish." I gave Brad a flirty sarcastic look, he smirked back playfully. We brought our lunch out to the backyard patio and I opened a bottle of cold white wine. We ate lunch and flirted. It was obvious what was going on between us. We quickly finished one bottle and I went to get another finding only chilled champagne. As I returned taking the cage off the bottle the cork popped free. "Brad look! You made me pop my cork!" He grinned and quipped, "That's exactly what I was hoping for." We sipped our cold champagne. Brad rotated his head in that "I'm stiff" way. I placed a hand on his shoulder and massaged the muscle. "Mmmmm that feels good," "You know what would feel even better is a soak in the hot tub." I took my glass and the bottle and gestured for Brad to follow me. He stumbled on the path and I caught him around the waist. He placed his arm around my back and we continued on. The warmth between our bodies felt good, the intimacy was undeniable. The champagne buzz didn't hurt either. The hot tub was strategically situated behind a hedge of cedars. It was very private. I had already left some towels close by, anticipating my own ritual soak after a ride. I loved this hot tub; it used a special filtration system and salt water making it chlorine free. I had it sunk into the slope of the backyard so it was like a small in ground pool. I bragged a little bit about it to Brad then suggested, "Shall we get in?" We set down our glasses and then both facing each other began to slowly strip. We mirrored each other's actions. Brad pulled his tank top off; he had a perfectly smooth chest, his nipples were large and rose colored, his abs defined but not what you would call a six-pack. He gave me a knowing smile as he slid his fingers into the waistband of his boxers. I could see that they were tenting slightly as he slid them down. A well trimmed tuft of blonde pubic hair appeared first then his cock came into sight. He slid the boxers slowly down revealing more of his member. He let the boxers fall. His cock was semi rigid and already 6" long. He was uncircumcised and the tip of his large cock head was visible. He had smooth large balls and the sight of his naked body had my blood flowing. By the look on his face I could tell that Brad was taking in my well-defined chest and arms. I have body hair on my chest and legs but my back and abs are smooth. My shaved, thick 8" cock was swelling as it lifted away from my muscular thigh. I knew I had to stop staring at Brad's body and get in the tub before I had a full-on erection. "Shall we do this? I mean...get into the hot tub...ummm yeah..." I mumbled, chuckling at my awkward choice of words. "Yeah let's 'do this'..." said Brad as he slid into the warm water next to me, his body touching my side. I reached my arm over Brad's shoulder to turn on the jets. Brad used the opportunity to snuggle under my arm and rest his head on my chest. I could feel his hand move up my thigh. I let my arm rest around his shoulder and pulled him against me. He looked up at me. His blue eyes and full lips were irresistible I leaned forward and our lips gently touched. First, it was just tentative contact. Then we pressed together; our mouths opened and the warm wetness of our tongues met. My hand found Brad's waist and I caressed his body moving my touch up over his stomach and to his chest. Our kissing became more passionate and Brad was feeling my body. A soft moan escaped him as my fingers rubbed his nipple. My tongue was deep in his mouth and he was sucking on it like a cock. Brad's hand made its way to my now hard dick and he took it in his hand and slowly stroked me as we kissed. We stopped kissing and Brad floated in front of me straddling my legs. We didn't say a word but we never broke eye contact. He put his hands behind my neck and I could feel our cocks touch under the water. Brad gasped at the touch as I placed my hands on his firm full ass. He lowered himself onto me; my cock rubbing him between his ass cheeks. It became a sexy lap dance as we alternated between cock on cock and cock on ass. "This is the way a horny office boy should treat his sexy boss." He said in a breathy voice as he held our cocks together and stroked them simultaneously. We were both getting hot and our faces were flush. Brad looked incredibly cute, his pale cheeks red and his bangs clinging to his damp face. I slid up and sat on the side of the hot tub my legs still in the water. Brad placed his hands on my thighs and slid up in between, my hard cock pressing against him. I held his face as we kissed passionately. Brad then slid down with his hands on my inner thighs and began to run his tongue around my cock head; his big sexy blue eyes looking up at me. The feeling was divine as Brad worked his oral magic on my cock. His head bobbed as he made nasty sucking sounds coating my dick with his saliva. He expertly alternated his pace then stopped to lick the underside from base to tip with agonizingly exquisite thoroughness. His tongue slowly journeyed to my cock head where he would then squeeze the shaft and lick the pearl of pre-cum that appeared on the tip of my rock hard dick. I did not want to cum so I slid back into the tub. Wrapping my arms around his waist I stared into his eyes as we ground our hard cocks together. I lifted him up and placed him where I had been on the edge of the hot tub. He smiled as I now placed my hands on his thighs just as he had done. His cock was magnificent. It was 7" hard, thick, and had a slight upward curve. I moved my hand to the shaft and gently stroked, feeling the wonderfully smooth skin. I could see he was leaking pre-cum and I bent down smearing the salty fluid on my lips. I pulled his foreskin back to reveal his large helmet-shaped cock head. I licked it all around intoxicated by the feeling and the taste. I slid the foreskin back and slid the tip of my tongue between it and his cock head. A "fuck" escaped from Brad as I toke his cock into my mouth and began to apply pressure as I sucked. I then squeezed the shaft and sucked hard on the head, pulling off with an audible "pop." I remember how glorious sucking cock was and I moved down to his smooth balls; sucking in one then the other always stroking, never letting go of his throbbing tool. Brad lay back on the cement apron surrounding the hot tub. I moved my arm under his thigh and lifted so that his ass was now exposed. My tongue worked down toward his hole, stopping to bite his plump cheeks playfully. I teased him by circling several times until my tongue found its mark around the sensitive rim. He let out a gasp as I licked and prodded, my nose buried in his balls. "Stop baby, stop... you have me so hot and bothered...can we take this inside?" asked Brad. I got out of the tub, and we quickly toweled off and dashed into the house. I took him by the hand and led him upstairs, stopping intermittently to kiss and fondle. We finally arrived at my bedroom and I stepped in the doorway as I watched Brad climb on the bed like a cat. He stopped on all fours, his cock and balls tucked between his legs. It was an amazing picture, below his tiny waist and apple shaped ass his uncut cock and smooth balls tightly squeezed between his thighs. He looked over his shoulder and asked in a slutty way "see anything you like?" My New Assistant I walked toward him on the bed my cock like a flagpole swinging back and forth. I spread his ass cheeks with my hands and spit on his hole. I began to lick from his pink asshole over his balls to his cock head. I was crazy with desire. I opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom and some lube. Brad looked at me wide eyed and with his pouting mouth asked, "Please fuck me baby." I positioned myself between his legs. He arched his back as my cock head began to push in. He let out a gasp as my engorged cock head push past his sphincter. He then moaned as I began to work more of my cock into his tight opening. I filled my hands with his butt cheeks as I began to stroke away. Soon, Brad was moaning and pushing back as my cock buried itself deep inside him. Sweat was glistening on his back as I fuck him. I knew if I didn't change positions I would cum soon; the feeling of his tight ass and the view were too overwhelming. I slowly pulled out taking extra time so he could enjoy the feeling of my engorged cock head move past his point of resistance. Brad looked at me questioningly and I lay on my back. I said, "Now it's time for a ride." With my cock pointing straight up Brad knew what to do. He straddled my chest and gave me another amazing tongue kiss before he began to lower himself onto my cock. On his knees with his hands on my chest he began to move up and down. He sat back pushing down all the way so that my cock was deep inside him and my balls compressed by his weight. He slowly rotated his hips then started the motion over again. The feeling was just too good. As he fucked me senseless, he moaned softly through ragged breaths. I played with his nipples and he encouraged me with requests of "harder" and "yesssss." Brad appeared in a trance-like state bouncing on my steel-hard cock. He bit his bottom lip as he bounced, his beautiful hard cock slapping my stomach with every down stroke. It was all too much for me. "Baby, I am going to cum." I said as my body convulsed and my orgasm exploded from deep inside my gut. Brad gasped and stroking his cock he also came shooting a thick rope of cum that landed across my face and neck. As I pulled back and slammed into his ass again we both came, this time he shot on my chest and stomach. Both of us panting; Brad shot more cum across my chin. This boy can unleash quiet a load. After more than a minute of mind shattering orgasm he collapsed on top of me. Lifting his head, he licked his cum off my face as we traded cum-coated kisses. Our bodies were sticky with sweat and sperm. My cock still inside of him, "That was amazing." I whispered into his ear. "Just wait 'til later!" he giggled. "I am not finished with you yet..." We showered together where he got hard and rewarded me by blowing another load of hot cum in my mouth. We spent the rest of the weekend mostly naked and hard. Needless to say Brad has become a much-valued member of our team at work. And I find that I am making more trips out of town. Of course Brad always comes along.