0 comments/ 8515 views/ 2 favorites Tom's New Job Ch. 01 By: bigttivel Tom knew when he agreed to work with his mum at her office, that it may not be the best job in the world. Working as a 'skivvy' or 'junior clerk', to give it the correct title, wasn't very appealing. The money wasn't great either, but it was a job all the same. He had struggled to find employment elsewhere, a sign of the times, especially as he had just left college and didn't have the necessary 'experience' companies craved. He was grateful as his mum had to pull a few strings in order to get him in. On his first day, Tom arrived early, wanting to give a good impression to his boss. As he waited for the senior partner to come to reception to greet him, he chatted politely to the receptionists. Both, he thought were attractive, but Karen was more so than Debra. Debra was ok to talk to, had good looks and a skinny frame. Wearing a wedding ring also, Tom noticed. However, Karen was more the type of girl Tom would go for anywhere else. She was shorter, around 5' 5" with a petite frame and brunette. And importantly not married. Soon, his boss arrived in reception and took Tom to his office where he explained his role and what he expected from Tom. One of the office rules was 'No office relationships', which Tom understood. 'Guess I'll have to stay away from reception then', he thought to himself. Over the next few weeks, Tom began to find his feet and began to actually enjoy his work. He rarely saw his mum during the day and his stature in the office became more Tom than Joan's son. His responsibilities included collecting post and other general office stuff, but also covering Reception. This meant working with both Debra and Karen for one hour a day. Naturally, they all became more friendly as they worked together, talking in between calls and visitors about their interests and life in general. He thought of Debra as old beyond her 31 year old years. She was more into staying at home with her husband, or going for long walks with her husband etc. Etc. Karen however was more of a firecracker. She enjoyed clubbing, partying, going to the football with her Dad. 'My dream woman' Tom thought, made worse that they had been getting more friendlier than maybe they were supposed to and innocently flirting with each other since he began on reception duties. The fact that she had 10 years on him meant nothing, she was fun. But he had remembered the boundaries laid down by the boss, and respected them. Tom soon became too good for his role, and his boss saw this. He was offered a role in with the legal team as an apprentice, which he accepted. The role meant the job he originally thought of as a stop-gap position while he looked for something more suited to his qualifications, became a prospective career. His pay became better than any of his other friends were earning, and life was good. He knew that one thing was missing though, a relationship. Being a good looking athletic build, he had his fair share of one night flings borne of too much alcohol and regret in the morning. He also had a brief relationship with one of these women, but nothing in common ended it. Plus, no one matched up to Karen at work. It nagged him that the one woman he wanted, he couldn't have. He was pretty sure she may have felt similar, but he now respected the rules even more now he had higher position. Tom found out one day that his thoughts were in fact, true. After some meetings in the morning, he had some work to catch up with in his office. In fact, it was more of a cubby-hole, a desk, chair, filing cabinet and no air-con and no window. It was so small that you could only just get through the door for the filing cabinet, and the door was a self returner which no wedge in the world could keep open. Summer was upon them and his office was stifling, so naturally Tom had removed his tie and unbuttoned his shirt a little to allow what little air coming from his budget desk fan to circulate around his body. A knock on the door followed by Karen entering his office gave him a welcome distraction from his paperwork. She was wearing a low-cut blouse showing her ample cleavage and a short skirt with killer high heels, 'something no girl should leave the house without' she had told him previously. 'Tom, I need to ask you something that has been on my mind for some time' Karen said. Tom asked her what it was, wondering if it was work related, hoping it wasn't. He needn't have wondered as Karen lifted her hand to his and placed it on her breast. 'I was wondering if you can keep secrets? I know how much you want to make a go of your job, but I can't keep seeing you day in day out when I feel like this'. Tom, somewhat startled by this but remaining composed, stood up and brushed past Karen. She felt his hard-on and knew his answer immediately, following with confirmation when he locked the door. Tom felt sure he may regret what he was about to do, but now he knew she wanted him, he had to have her. He turned to her and without a word began kissing her. Long and deep tongued like he wanted to for so long. Karen responded, humming and moaning softly as her wrapped his arms around her waist, and sliding his hands down to feel her pert bum cheeks. She followed by sliding her hands inside his open shirt and feeling his smooth chest. Tom by this time was ready to go, Karen noticed an impressive bulge growing in between them and didn't hesitate to place a hand on it. 'I guess that's a yes then?' she said as she stroked him through his suit trousers. 'Oh, yes, Karen. You have no idea how many times I've wanted this but thought better of it' gasped Tom. He felt as though he was ready to explode there and then so though it best to grab her hand away. 'It's ok,' she said, 'you'll need to be quick. Debra will be wondering if I got lost on my way to the toilet!' She unzipped his pants and dropped to her knees, 'lets see if this is as good as it feels'. She released his 9 inches from his pants and began stroking him, 'well it's better than good' she said. She took his dick and began licking the head while stroking his shaft, 'You can return the favour later on, she said. 'You can come back to my house after work can't you?' 'Try and stop me' Tom said. Karen worked his shaft with her hand while taking his length into her mouth gradually. She had seen cocks smaller and as big, but knew how to handle them. Tom moaned as she sucked him, he had never felt as ready as this so soon, but knew he would be able to make up for his quickness later. Besides, he liked her a lot and had fantasised about Karen in every position possible. So when it happened for real, his passion was getting the better of him. Karen continued to lick and suck him speeding up as she felt his balls tighten in her free hand. With a gasp, Tom shot what felt like thunderbolts into Karen's mouth, spraying the back of her mouth with hot cum. Karen took it all and swallowed every drop, licking his head as she milked out the last few drops from his engorged cock. She stood and kissed Tom again, 'I want you really bad but I have to get back to work. Meet me in the bar around the corner after work and we'll go to mine for round two'. Tom replied, 'and three, four and five hopefully, can't wait. And remember, our little secret?' Karen smiled, 'absolutely'. Round two coming soon... Tom's New Job Tom was the local gardener, he went from house to house on the street planting and prunning. He had a schedule for all the homes and who lived there. He knew their favorite flowers, plants and what colors they wanted in their landscape. He carried his notebook with him daily, checking and double checking before he made any movements. He was dedicated and everyone trusted him with their land. This Saturday morning, he was working at the Snyder home. Mr. Snyder worked six days a week running his own moving company. Mrs. Snyder spent her Saturdays finding things to fix up her home at yard sales and church rummage sales. Tom was left alone on the property to do what needed done. Each customer even gave him a key so he could come and go when their time was scheduled. Tom started by checking his book. He saw next to other home occupants in his book, the name Ella. Ella was the Snyder's nineteen year old daughter. She was home for the summer from college. She'd been studying to become a lawyer, but she was taking the summer off to relax. He hollared into the house to let her know he'd arrived and heard her sweet reply, "Thanks for letting me know Tom. If you get thirsty, stop in for a glass of my famous lemonade!" He smiled, heading out to check the perimeter. He walked the grounds tossing grass feed and spraying weed killer. After completing that, he planted a couple flats of daisies under the terrace window. He was sweating and it had gotten hot out. He started back toward the house, his thirst getting the best of him. He wanted a large glass of lemonade and a five minute breather. As he rounded the back of the house, he could see directly into the mirror hanging in Ella's bedroom. It faced her bed, her large queen bed with the satin sheets that she lay naked upon. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He stared, his eyes probably buldging. He thought to himself, "Damn, little Ella's all grown up and fuckable!" Just at that exact moment, she parted the lips of her snatch and rubbed two fingers over her slit. He gasped, his cock hardening. He could feel his pants tighten as his cock grew. He watched, she ran her hand up and over her bare breast. Cupping it, she pushed up and twisted her nipple between her thumb and finger. Groaning, she wiggled, spreading her legs further. Her fingers groaping deeper inside. She arched her back, he stood frozen and watched her. She abandoned her breast and found her vibrator. It was big and black, fully shaped too. He was shocked! His balls were swelling though, he needed to jack off and soon! Just then, his mouth open, drooling over the sexy young vixen fucking herself with a vibrator, she looked up! His face drained of color, then turned fifty shades of red. Stumbling backward, their eys locked together, he tried to move out of sight. He walked quickly around the house, up to the porch and into the kitchen. He went straight to the sink and filled a glass of water. He gulped it down, trying to slow his pulse. His heart raced, he watched her mastrubate and she'd seen that he was watching. His thoughts immediately went to his reputation, he worried he'd be fired. He didn't have much time to think it over. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone. When he turned to face her, he saw she was standing their completely naked. "Ella, you should put something on, I've been working in the yard and it's easy to accidentally see you." He stumbled and stuttered through that sentence. He felt like an awkward teenage boy. "Oh Tom, Didn't you like the little show I put on? By the look on your face in the yard, I thought you were quite pleased." She smiled and sauntered across the room and stood between him and the door. He fumbled with the glass, then tried to go around her. She side stepped him, stopping so close, he could feel the heat from her bare body. "Come on Tom, you know you like what you see! I am so horny, I've been home for two weeks and no one my age has come around. I need fucked like today!" Tom was shocked. He'd never heard or seen Ella act this way. He's admired her from a far like other sexy women you see. He'd seen her sun bathing a time or two and she'd grown in the past year. Her breasts were plump and bouncy, she'd worked out and he could see her tan lines were tiny. She stood up on her tip toes and grabbed him by the neck, pulling him down to kiss her. Their tongues tangled and her body relaxed against his. His hands smoothed down over her back and bottom. Her skin so smooth and tight. She fumbled with his pants, tugging them down and exposing his cock. Her smooth hand gripped his member, stroking him with her tongue massaged his. She let him go, sighing, "Oh Tom, you're much larger than I expected!" She slipped from his grasp and faced his large dick. She opened her mouth, letting him enter her. He slipped in and out of her mouth so easily. He couldn't stop what they were doing and he really didn't want to. As she bobbed her head on his cock, he cradled her head. He fucked her deep in her throat, rocking and pushing in until she gagged in him. She was excellent at giving head, she flicked and teased in all the right places, almost making him explode. He scooped her up, carrying her to the island in the center of the old kitchen. He plopped her down on the cool counter and she propped her legs open for him. He explored her with his tongue, licking her and tasting every inch of her sweetness. She groaned, her fingers finding her clit and rubbing. He pushed one finger, then two inside of her. His tongue caressing her sweet spot, making her juices flow all over his chin. He pumped her with his fingers, in and out. His tongue slipping down, finding her pleasure trail, from her pussy to asshole. He flickered at the enterance, then one long, wet lick, then his tongue flicking her asshole. She cried out, her pussy sopping wet, dripping on his face and hand. He focused on her clit, teasing and biting her tender clit. She arched her back and grabbed his face, pulling him into her pussy and begging for an orgasm. She finally came, dripping her juices, drenching him in her. Breathing hard, she slipped off the counter and into his arms. Her legs wrapped around his waist, he pushed into her. She was pinned between the counter and him. Riding his cock, sitting in his hands. He cupped her ass cheeks, spreading her wider. As he filled her over and over, she tightened her legs around his waist. They stood there, him pounding in and out of her, fucking like rabbits in the kitchen. His mind was not thinking, his only thoughts were how hot and juicy Ella was. He felt he was in heaven, his head buried in Ella's plump breasts. He flicked his tongue against one nipple then the other. She cried out, "Harder, harder Tom!" He pumped faster and faster, wanting to please her. He needed to make her come once more. He needed her to be satisfied before he finished. "Tom, sit down with me stradling your lap," she commanded. He had to obey her, she was too hot and too young for him to miss this opportunity. He moved them to the chair, kicking it out with his boot. Sitting back, Ella was in his lap, her breasts near his mouth. She wasted no time. She gripped his shoulders, gently bouncing on his cock. She rocked, she tried to grind herself on him, she was all over his cock. She even got fancy, she balanced her heels on the edge of the chair and came down on him, making them both shiver with ripples of pleasure. Finally, she locked her lips against his, his thumb pads teased her nipples and together they exploded in orgasm. When she stopped shaking, she stood and walked back toward the hallway. She turned and grinned at him, "Tom, feel free to fuck me anytime!" He couldn't believe his luck, his new job was going to bring him alot of pleasure! Tom's New Job Ch. 01 ***This story takes place in a magical parallel universe where there are loose morals, no STDs, and the sky is green, along with a few other minor differences from our own universe. Everyone of relevance in the story is over the age of 18.*** * Tom got out of his car and checked his watch. 8:40. He was twenty minutes early for his interview. Bored with the routine at the accounting firm he worked at, Tom was looking for greener pastures. He took a breath and began walking. It was a beautiful day, and Tom was glad that he parked his car on the street, instead of in the company lot, so that he could clear his head for a few minutes. He also wanted to survey this new town. He missed all of it, because as he walked, his thoughts drifted to the day before. After driving into town yesterday afternoon, Tom had spent his time looking for apartments. What occupied his thoughts during his walk was the beautiful landlord who showed him an apartment with a view of the lake. "Who shows an apartment in a bikini top?" he thought. Tom realized he was getting aroused, and tried to think of other things because he didn't want to show up for his interview pitching a tent. Before he knew it, Tom was walking into the main building, and he took a look around. "Pretty standard," he said to himself. Tiled floors, some plants, and some paintings on the wall gave the atrium some ambiance. Tom ambled up to the receptionist and smiled. She was uglier than a horse, Tom thought, and she looked at him coldly. "You must be Tom Hall," she said. "Yes, I-" "Please take the elevator up to the 8th floor, where Mr. Murphy will meet you." "Thank you," Tom said, and made his way over to the elevators. He looked around and noticed that most of the staff here was female. He could get used to this. Hopefully he would get the job. A few people gathered waiting for the elevator, and a woman accidentally brushed her breast against his arm. Tom began to get aroused, but he forced himself to remain calm and stay ready for his interview. He turned to look at the woman, and found himself staring into a pair of beautiful blue eyes. His eyes darted down, and he could see straight down this woman's cleavage! At 28, Tom was still easily aroused in this sort of situation, and he found himself getting hard. "Damn it!" he thought. This was not the impression he wanted to make in his interview. The blue eyes darted all over his body. Tom was 6'2 and fairly muscular as he worked out regularly. His straight, dark brown hair was tousled, but not unkempt, and he kept a slight stubble. He figured that if a company didn't like his stubble, he didn't want to work there anyway and they could suck it. A warm hand started to caress his arm, and he "accidentally" pushed back against a soft breast. The elevator doors opened. "Mr. Hall!" the receptionist called. Tom turned around. "You forgot your name-tag!" Tom slowly walked back towards the reception desk, his eyes still meeting the woman's. He reluctantly broke eye contact as the woman stepped into the elevator. He had a noticeable hard-on, and the receptionist was looking at him icily. Embarrassed, Tom picked up the name-tag. One more look at the receptionist's face, and Tom was completely soft again. "Probably for the best," he thought. "I need to concentrate on this interview." He made his way back to the elevator, and noticed that this time most of the crowd gathered was male. He also noted smugly that he was taller than all of them and probably the most handsome. He really started to hope for this job, certain that he could out-compete most of the guys in this company for the girls. A redhead woman suddenly appeared next to him, and Tom was immediately aroused again. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that she was wearing a very short skirt and high heels. She was probably about 5'8 with the heels, and Tom guessed that she had either C or D cup breasts. She was on his left side and pressed her right breast into his arm. Did all the girls here do that?! It suddenly got a lot more crowded in front of the elevator, and Tom realized that everyone must be getting in for a 9 am workday. It was almost like a wave swept him into the elevator when the doors opened, and he found himself face-to face with the readhead, his back against the elevator wall. She smiled at him. "Hi Tom." "How did she know my name?" thought Tom. He glanced at his chest and realized that his name-tag was right below her eye level. And her breasts were at his chest level. As more people crowded into the elevator, she was pushed harder against him, but Tom didn't mind. Judging by her wry smile, the girl didn't mind either as she pushed her chest into Tom's. Tom's face was inches from the girl's, and her hair smelled like flowers. He suddenly realized that he had a raging hard-on. "You have beautiful eyes," Tom said as the elevator doors closed. Her faced moved even closer to his, almost touching. Her green eyes looked down, and then back up into his face. Tom noticed that her skin was perfectly smooth with a few freckles, and her pale skin stood out sharply against her green top. She had a small, upturned nose and thin lips, which were open as she was breathing hard. Tom glanced down at her cleavage again and back into her eyes, noticing how her red hair was loose and a little wavy as it fell across her shoulders. Tom resisted the temptation to cup her perfect breasts and settled for staring at them down her low-cut top. The elevator started moving up, and the girl moved her mouth close to his ear. "I'm not wearing any panties." Tom's heart stopped. What kind of a girl was this? He felt a hand on his crotch, and he stood dumbfounded as the elevator doors opened on the third floor. A few people got out, but even more got in, and the girl ground her crotch hard into Tom's. She obviously knew that he was hard, and suddenly Tom realized that she had grabbed his crotch and was squeezing his dick through his pants! Without thinking, Tom put his hands on her waist and pushed his crotch into hers. Her green eyes were dancing as she mouthed again, "I'm not wearing panties." A hand grabbed his and forced it down towards her legs. Tom started stroking the inside of her leg, and its warm smoothness made him lose control of what he was doing. The doors opened for the fourth floor, and a few people got off the elevator, but it was still crowded. As the doors closed Tom's hand reached the woman's bare slit, pulling her skirt up. He gasped when she realized she was shaved and completely smooth. She stared at him as he put a finger in, and Tom heard a soft moan as his finger probed inside of her pussy. She was so wet, so soft... and as the doors opened for the fifth floor almost everyone exited. The woman wasn't pushed against Tom by the force of the crowd anymore, but she was still leaning into his chest. Tom quickly extracted his finger and pushed the woman softly away. A man was giving them a strange look, and Tom felt a bit unnerved. The woman made a face at him and pouted. She had clearly enjoyed having his hand up her skirt. When the elevator doors opened for the sixth floor, everyone got off except for Tom and the woman. Looking at the buttons, Tom realized that 7 was pressed, and 8 was not. He awkwardly made his way over to the front of the elevator, bending over slightly in a poor attempt to hide his condition, and pressed his floor. A sigh behind him made Tom look back at the woman, who was sidling over to him. "I was hoping you would get off at my floor." She grabbed his crotch again, but this time Tom did not stop her as they were alone now. Tom reached for her breasts, which were covered but still looked shapely under her top. A sudden noise from the ceiling made the woman release her hold of his crotch, and both she and Tom looked at the ceiling. The elevator jerked, and both Tom and the woman were thrown to the floor. Tom had hit his head on the wall, and winced as he felt a sharp pain in his neck as he turned towards the woman. "Are you okay?" he asked. The woman groaned. "Mmmm... I'm okay," she said slowly. "What happened?" Tom staggered to his feet and pressed the button for the 8th floor again. The elevator didn't move. He tried the lobby. Still nothing. "Looks like we're stuck," he said. Tom took a sharp breath as he realized he could see the woman's bare pussy as she lay on the ground with her legs splayed. "Unggh," she moaned. Frustrated and panicking slightly, Tom tried more buttons on the elevator, but it would not move. "Try door open," the woman said as she turned to face him, still on her back. Tom's eyes widened as she was giving him an even better view of her pussy. Her skirt had ridden almost all the way up to her hips, and Tom stood frozen with his hand on the buttons as he stared. Realizing what Tom was looking at, the woman giggled. Tom blinked as he processed what the woman just said. He pressed the door open button, but to no avail. "What about that one?" It took Tom a second to realize that she was pointing at the red emergency button because she had actually lifted up her skirt more and was giving him a show. Tom ogled her for a few seconds as she stifled a giggle, and then he pressed the button. "Nothing," Tom said. His eyes drifted back to the woman's pussy, and she grinned as she opened her legs even wider and lifted her skirt further, giving Tom an even better view. "Stupid emergency button doesn't even work." Suddenly, a crackling noise game from the corner of the elevator. "Security," said a crisp, female voice that was muffled by the interference from the intercom. "Thank goodness!" exclaimed Tom. "We're trapped in the elevator. Can you open the doors?" There was a pause. "One moment, please." Tom's eyes were still on the woman's pussy, which suddenly disappeared as she closed her legs and stood up. "Which elevator?" "Umm..." Tom had no idea, and he didn't even remember seeing another elevator. "Elevator A." The woman somehow knew which elevator they were on, and Tom had no idea how she was able to keep track of that information given her heavy flirtation with him. Her hands were on his chest, reaching up to loosen his tie. "Please wait," said the voice from the intercom. The woman had loosened his tie enough that she could start unbuttoning his shirt. "By the way, I'm Angela." Her face was again inches from his own and he could hear her breathing get louder. Tom was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe he had fingered her earlier without even knowing her name! "N-Nice to meet you," Tom managed to stammer. "But w-we can't do this. I have an interview now!" "No, it's okay. I'm so glad we ran into each other!" exclaimed Angela as she continued to rub her hands on Tom's chest. Tom's tie, jacket, and shirt, were off, and Angela quickly pulled off Tom's undershirt. Tom responded by pulling Angela closer to him as she caressed his bare chest. A crackling from the intercom startled both of them. "Elevator A is not operational." Angela rolled her eyes. "No shit!" she whispered. "A repairman will be along look at the problem in two hours. I apologize for the inconvenience. How many people are in the elevator?" "Two," said Angela with her hands again probing Tom's chest. Her voice was high-pitched and almost frantic. Tom was amazed that she was able to respond to the question at all. Like all men, he was only able to pay attention to one thing at a time, and his attention span was already stretched to capacity by the hands on his chest and his cock throbbing against his pants. "I apologize for the inconvenience," said the voice from the intercom. "Please wait until the repairman arrives. Is there anything else I can do?" Angela looked at the ceiling in exasperation. She looked back at Tom and pushed him back against the wall, her breasts rubbing against him again. "I guess we'll just wait for the repairman. Thanks for your help." "You're welcome." The crackling stopped, and all Tom could hear was Angela's breathing again, and it was very rapid now. "Are you sure you tried all the buttons?" Tom was puzzled, and he stared at Angela for a few moments before realizing what she asked him. "Yes, you watched me try all of them." "There's one more you should try." Tom felt Angela's hand on his arm again, pulling it down. "Has anyone ever told you that when you're waiting for the elevator, if you push the button, the elevator comes faster?" Tom smirked. "I hate people who keep pressing the button when it's already lit up. The elevator is already going to come." "But in this case," purred Angela, "I'm already going to come." Suddenly Tom's finger was inside her again. Angela moaned and pulled him closer. Their mouths met, and Tom felt his tongue being probed by Angela's. Tom responded by pushing back against her tongue, and Angela moaned her appreciation. She grabbed his head, and Tom felt a sudden pain in his neck. "Ouch!" he exclaimed as he broke the kiss. "What is it?" Angela asked, a concerned look on her face. "It's my neck. It still hurts from when I fell down. Just be gentle, okay?" Angela sympathetically started rubbing Tom's neck. "Oh, sweetie! Sit down and let me massage it for you!" Tom sat down slowly with his back against the wall, and Angela waited until he looked at her before she sat facing him on his lap. She started to massage his neck and shoulders while Tom closed his eyes and winced a few times. "That feels really good," Tom said after a few seconds. "Where did you learn to do this?" "Mmmmm. I'm just doing what I thought you would like." Tom was unconsciously rubbing Angela's waist as she massaged his neck, but then he decided to take off her top. Angela paused her massage to allow her top to come off, and Tom gasped when he realized that she wasn't wearing a bra. "Do you always dress like this?" It suddenly occurred to Tom that all Angela had on were her skirt and high heels! It didn't seem professional that she wasn't wearing stockings, but Tom wasn't about to complain. Angela just grinned and kissed him again as he started squeezing her breasts. Tom felt a hand on his crotch again, and realized that Angela was undoing his belt. Before he knew it, Tom's belt was off, his pants were unzipped, and Angela had reached in and pulled out his cock. "Mmmmm" she said, as she began stroking the shaft up and down with both hands, still sitting on his lap. Tom was in heaven as he continued groping and fondling Angela's ample breasts. He felt the breasts pull away from him and looked forlornly at Angela as she wiggled her way off his lap. But then Angela brought her head forward, and Tom watched as the tip of his cock disappeared into Angela's mouth. He felt her tongue flick against the cockhead while she was sucking, and Tom involuntarily jerked his hips so that he was even farther into her mouth. She hummed lightly as took the full length of Tom's shaft into her mouth. Tom was in heaven as he watched his dick disappear completely, and Angela flicked her eyes up to look into his as her head bobbed up and down on the shaft. Tom reached out to grab her head, and he ran his fingers through Angela's smooth, red hair before forcing her head to move even faster. Tom knew he was coming close because he had looked at the curves and smelled the fragrances of beautiful women the whole day. "I'm going to cum!" he gasped as Angela continued her work on his shaft. She was now using her hand to jack the bottom, as her saliva had lubricated the entirety of the member. Angela took a moment to lift her head from Tom's dick while continuing to jack him off. She smiled at him, and immediately put her mouth back to his shaft as she bobbed her head with ever increasing ferocity. Tom couldn't stand it any longer. "I'm cumming!" He felt himself spurt over and over again into Angela's mouth. He groaned as he watched her impale his whole cock in her mouth again. Angela's red hair was looking slightly frazzled right now, and she brushed some of it out of her face as she continued to swallow his come. Spent, Tom leaned back against the elevator wall. Angela gave one last slurp and quickly scooted onto Tom's lap again. Tom tried to turn away as Angela moved in for another kiss, but she wouldn't let him. Tom's reluctance seemed to renew Angela's intensity as she finally reached his mouth with her own, jamming a tongue covered in Tom's cum into his mouth. Tom tasted his cum and was at first repulsed, but too worn out from the blowjob, he stopped trying to fight what was going on and let Angela kiss him. He began to kiss back, his tongue dancing more and more furiously against hers. Tom couldn't believe it, but he was starting to get hard again, even though his dick was sore. Breathing heavily, Angela broke the kiss and lay down on her back, pulling her skirt up to reveal her bare pussy to Tom again. Tom couldn't believe it, but he was already getting aroused again. Still breathing heavily, he moved his face to Angela's slit, taking in her musky scent. Angela opened her thighs wide. Tom moved his mouth along Angela's pussy, gently lapping with his tongue as Angela moaned. He flicked his tongue in and out of Angela's wet pussy as Angela's hands moved down to rub her clit. Her hips started bucking involuntarily, and Tom moved his tongue up to Angela's clit as she came heavily. Tom lapped up her juices eagerly, but Angela was pulling on his arms, almost begging him for an embrace. Tom moved his lips up over Angela's stomach and breasts, and gave her a gentle kiss as he groped her tits again. He suddenly realized that Angela's legs had wrapped around his waist, pulling him tightly against her. Tom felt the head of his cock, hard again, brush against Angela's soft pussy, and both of them ground hard against each other as they kissed, tongues intertwined. Angela's hand reached for Tom's cock and guided it into her pussy. Tom felt his member slide in, and he gasped at how smooth and tight her hole was. After a few gentle, shallow thrusts, Tom was all the way in. He stared into Angela's eyes as he squeezed her breasts and felt Angela's pussy tightly wrapped around his whole shaft. Tom moved his hips gently at first. Angela's legs were pushing on his back and the tight embrace of her arms around his back only force him in deeper with each thrust. Tom fucked her with long, slow strokes, groping her with his hands and pushing completely inside her with his cock. Both of their breathing became ragged, and Angela moaned as Tom fucked her harder and harder. Her tits jiggled and moved in circles in rhythm with Tom's heavy strokes. Suddenly, Tom pressed his chest to Angela's tits and thrust his cock deep into her pussy as he forced himself onto his back and Angela on top of him. Angela raised her chest, her hair falling into Tom's face. Tom groped and squeezed Angela's breasts as she moved her hips, rocking back and forth with Tom's cock still completely inside her. Tom was close. "I'm going to cum soon!" Angela pressed her hands on Tom's chest and began bouncing on him with wild abandon. "Cum inside me baby!" Tom responded to each bounce with a thrust of his own, rising to meet Angela's pussy. Tom's hands were on Angela's waist as they fucked faster and faster. Tom could stand it no longer, and he groaned as his dick spasmed, blasting his load deep inside Angela's pussy. She was coming too, and Tom felt his dick in a vice grip as Angela moaned with each spurt from his cock. When Tom was finally done, Angela collapsed onto him and kissed him deeply. He wrestled with her tongue and finally broke the kiss as Angela pulled his spent dick out of her, covered in both of their juices. Tom's New Job Ch. 01 Tom closed his eyes, savoring the moment. *** "This is security. We apologize for the inconvenience, but we will have the elevator operational shortly." Tom groggily opened his eyes as he tried to process what was going on. He was still in an embrace with Angela, who was asleep next to him. "Th-thank you." Tom realized that they both must have fallen asleep, and he looked at Angela's face, still unable to believe what had happened. He gently shook her, and she opened her eyes and blinked a few times before pulling him in for another kiss. Tom responded, but quickly broke the kiss after a few seconds to Angela's disappointment. "They fixed the elevator, so we should be out of here soon." Angela quickly looked around and grinned. She still had her skirt and boots on, and she reached for her top and quickly put it on. Tom's clothes were scattered around the elevator, and he scrambled to gather them and put them on. His shirt and pants were on when the elevator began moving, and Angela tossed him his jacket and tie. Tom put his jacket on and quickly stuffed his tie in his pocket as the elevator doors opened. Hopefully nobody would notice. Tom and Angela stepped out of the elevator, and Angela offered Tom her hand to shake. A little bit bewildered, Tom shook her hand. Angela smirked at him and quickly turned, flicked her hair, and walked away. Tom could only stare at her ass as it moved back and forth like a pendulum. "Shit!" Tom swore to himself. He didn't get her number! But if he got a job with this company, he reasoned, he would be sure to see her again. They had to give him another chance to interview! After all, it wasn't his fault that he missed it. "Mr. Hall." Tom turned around to see a hand offered to him by a man in a suit. "I'm Greg Murphy." Tom shook his hand. "I apologize for the mishap with the elevator. In all my time at this company, I have never seen that happen." "It's fine, Mr. Murphy." Tom tried to be subtle as he smelled his clothes. He really hoped that he didn't reek of sex! "Please, call me Greg. Unfortunately, I don't have time to interview you this morning, but we are very impressed with your resume and we would like a chance to get to know you better. Are you available this afternoon at 4:30?" "Yes, of course! That would be perfect." "Well I'll see you then, Tom." *** Tom walked out of the building towards his car. Thank God they still wanted to interview him! Plus he got to fuck Angela. What a woman! Tom had wanted to check out some more of the town that afternoon, but he would have to change his plans. He would certainly have to go back to his hotel and shower. Unfortunately, he only brought one suit with him, and he wondered if he could get it dry cleaned... Tom's thoughts were interrupted by a passing tow truck... towing his car! "Hey!" he screamed, running after it and waving his arms. "That's my car!" He spied the meter maid on the sidewalk putting a chalk mark on a car wheel. "Excuse me!" he called, walking up to her quickly. The meter maid turned towards him quizzically, and Tom's breath was taken away by her beauty. He couldn't believe how many pretty girls were in this town, and he decided that he had to find some way to move here even if he didn't get the job. "Yes?" Panting, Tom pleaded his case. "I'm sorry, I was held up this morning and couldn't make it back to my car before the meter expired." He silently kicked himself for only putting two hours worth of quarters. It must have just expired! And why did they tow his car instead of giving him a ticket? "I'm sorry, there's a new policy this month. We're supposed to tow all violators." She lowered her voice. "I think the town just wants more money." Tom was flabbergasted. "Well how do I get my car back?" "You can come pick it up at the impound lot near our office on 4th Street." Her gaze dropped to the sidewalk. "I wish they didn't make this new policy." "Okay, thanks for your help." It was impossible for Tom to be mad at this woman because she was just too beautiful. Her brown eyes were still looking into his as she turned away. Tom admired her ass and the rest of her figure. About 5'3, she had C-cup breasts and her long, straight, dark brown hair worn loose swayed as she walked away. Tom silently cursed his luck, but then remembered that he just fucked someone in an elevator. Luckily he had stored numbers of some local cab companies in his cell phone, so he called one of them and asked for a ride to where his car was impounded. As he hung up, the meter maid walked back up the sidewalk and smiled at him. "You know, I'm in the office after 1 and I might be able to get you off without paying the fine." She winked at him. "Umm... get me off?!" "Of course, silly! I'll get you your car back with no problem." "Th-that would be great!" "Here's a card with our address. See you then!" She handed Tom a business card, smacked his ass as she walked back up the street, and winked at him again as she got into her cart and drove away. Tom could only stand and gape. ***To be continued... *** Tom's New Job Ch. 02 The rest of the day was pretty much a blur for Tom. He couldn't get what had happened in his office out of his head, nor did he want to. All he could think about was meeting Karen after work and taking her home and doing everything he had dreamed about to her. Just thinking about it gave him stiffy after stiffy. His day was almost surreal after Karen had sucked him off. His brain most certainly wasn't on his work, so much so his boss had to call him to his office to ask him if everything was ok. Tom replied, 'Yes, sorry Sir. I think the heat of my office is to blame, it's unbearable today.' 'Yes, I think we'll have to get you out of there' came the reply. Finally, 5:30pm came and Tom was hit by a sudden jolt of nerves. He never felt nerves like this, ever. He took a moment to gather himself and then walked out of his office down to reception. Karen had finished before him and would be waiting like she said in the bar around the corner from the office. Tom said goodbye to Debra, who was on until 6pm. 'Bye Tom, have a great weekend' 'Thanks, Debra. You too', replied Tom. 'It's the weekend' thought Tom. 'I wonder if Karen has any plans beyond tonight?' He had plenty of plans for tonight himself. All including Karen in various positions. 'She's going to be a busy lady tonight!' Tom walked casually towards the bar where Karen would be waiting for him, anticipating her sexy body being his tonight. When he arrived there he saw Karen waiting for him at a quiet corner of the bar sat at a table for two with a drink waiting for him. Tom walked over to the table and sat next to her, 'hello you, how are you doing?' Karen replied 'so much better for seeing you.' Tom and Karen talked about their day, after the event, and both had similar issues with keeping their minds on the job. 'Speaking of which, take me back to mine and we'll pick up where we left off' said Karen, with a squeeze of Tom's thigh. Taxi! The drive was a fifteen minute one, so Tom and Karen got touchy feely in the back of the cab. Tom began tracing his finger around Karen's upper thigh, dancing in and out of her inner thigh through her skirt. He moved to the bottom of her skirt and moved his fingers down past her knee underneath the skirt. She gasped as his fingertips circled upwards towards her mound, but he stopped short and danced his fingers back down her leg. He looked at her mischievously, and moved to kiss her. She responded as he gently kissed her lips. Neither of them at this point saw the taxi driver staring at them through his rear view mirror, and they wouldn't have cared if they did. They carried on until they arrived at Karen's home. Tom paid the taxi driver who gave him a 'Go on my son' wink. Karen opened her front door and let Tom in. She locked it behind her and turned to Tom. Immediately, they both locked on to each other and kissed deeply. Tom wanted to undress her there and then and fuck her senseless where she stood. He scooped her up, wrapping her legs around his waist and moved into the living room from the hallway. He sat down on the couch with her in his lap, still kissing feverishly. He began unbuttoning her blouse, pulling it out of her skirt to get the final buttons undone. He slid it off over her shoulders and took in her 36C breasts. She was wearing a white lace bra which fastened at the front, which was slightly see-through, giving him a glimpse of her rock-hard nipples. He thumbed her nipples through the fabric, rubbing at them, causing Karen to gasp at the sensation of the material against her sensitive skin. Still kissing intensely, Tom worked his fingers inside her bra, fondling her tits and squeezing her nipples. Eventually, he unhooked the clasp of her bra and took it off her. He dropped it to the floor next to her blouse and moved his hands back to her fantastic breasts. Breaking their epic kissing session, he lowered his mouth to her nipples, licking and sucking them gently. This made Karen purr and moan with obvious pleasure. She loved the sensations of Tom's tongue against her and told him so. 'You feel so good Tom'. Tom locked eyes with her as he moved from one nipple to the other, working his tongue around her fast then slow, stopping on occasion to nibble her nipples with his teeth. After a few minutes, Tom stood, keeping Karen locked to him and turned around. He lowered Karen onto the couch and knelt between her legs. He massaged her breasts with flat palms, moving his hands down her flat stomach to her waist band of her skirt. He unzipped the zipper on the side and slipped his hands under her bum to grab the waist of her skirt. He pulled it down, slipping the skirt off her and discarded it with her other clothes. She was wearing matching panties, which gave Tom a glimpse of her shaved pussy. He began kissing her tits again. 'Now to return the favour from earlier' Tom said. He slowly kissed down Karen's torso towards her pussy. He used his fingers to lightly trace over the fabric on her pussy. He kept his other hand fondling her breasts, circling her nipples, which were now deep pink and still hard. He began to finger her slit more firmly, causing Karen to shudder as he found her clit. He removed her panties and took a moment to look at the object of desire that had him fantasising previously of this very moment. He smiled when he caught Karen's eyes and then began working her pussy again with his finger. She gasped as his finger found her clit again, and he worked his finger in circles around it, causing Karen to moan. He began to circle his tongue around the same place which moved Karen a stage higher in feeling like she was going to explode in pleasure. She gyrated her hips against Tom's mouth as he licked her pussy, he knew he was hitting the right spot from the sounds she was making. The combination of Tom's mouth on her pussy, his hand playing with her tits was exquisite, but she wasn't prepared for Toms spare fingers working her pussy lips and probing her pussy. She squealed with desire as he worked two fingers in and out of her pussy, all the while not letting up on her clit with his tongue and her tits with his hand. Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over Karen's body, now glistening with sweat from the heat of the early evening. She thought she couldn't feel anything better than what she was feeling, but she was wrong. Tom's constant work on her brought her to the point of no return. She felt an overwhelming surge of energy course through her as her orgasm hit her fast. She moaned and wailed and screamed as the pleasure from Toms tongue and fingers continued. She bucked against his mouth as he licked her juices up, feverishly lapping at her until she quietened. He moved back up to her and kissed her deeply, 'How was that?' Tom asked. 'Amazing, simply amazing Tom'. Karen pulled him close in an embrace, 'that felt so good, but also so right' Tom replied, 'I'm glad you think so, you were amazing earlier, it's the least I could do'. Karen felt Tom's dick nudging her as they hugged. She looked at him and said, 'If that was round two, you took the round. Round three will be even though'. She kissed him again and said, 'I want you inside me, now' Seconds out, round three! Coming soon