54 comments/ 607444 views/ 619 favorites A Very Personal Assistant By: GeorgeTasker Walter Spackman had hit the jackpot as far as he was concerned. Martha, his grouchy old personal assistant had finally retired at the ripe old age of 67 and he had just hired a much younger new assistant, Victoria Anderson. For a horny old lech like Walter, Victoria was a dream come true. Not only was she the most beautiful creature he'd ever laid eyes on, complete with long peroxide-blonde hair, huge tits and a killer body, she was also the dumbest, most naïve bimbo he'd ever met. Twenty three year old Victoria was married, but if Walter had been married to such an impressionable young beauty like her, he would never let her out of the bedroom. During the job interview Walter had been constantly squeezing his ever-present rubber stress-ball, afraid that if he stopped he wouldn't be able to help himself from leaping across the interview table and giving the voluptuous blonde a thorough rogering. Her sexy innocence drove him crazy, every lewd comment he made going right over her head. When he purposely threw his stress-ball on the ground and Victoria bent at the waist to retrieve it for him, the view of her spectacular ass in her tight skirt had almost caused him to blow his load. That interview had been last Thursday and now on Monday afternoon he was almost at the end of his first day being assisted by the beautiful and sexy Victoria Anderson. Walter had definitely made the most of it. He had called Victoria into his office at least twice an hour to pick up spilled objects or retrieve files from the lowest drawers in his cabinets. Victoria had worn black trousers on her first day and although he didn't get much of a look at her spectacularly long and sleek legs, the trousers fit like a second skin and her beautifully rounded ass looked amazing in them whenever she bent over and presented it towards him. Victoria wore a relatively low cut purple top, it's plunging V-shaped neckline displaying a good portion of her impressively large tits and impossibly deep cleavage. If he had to compare her breast size he would put it somewhere in the Pamela Anderson, Carmen Electra Baywatch kind of range. Definitely more than a handful for anyone who was lucky enough to get their hands on those impressive jugs. As well as having her bend over whenever the opportunity presented itself, Walter also made a point of standing over her as she worked at her desk. Leaning over her shoulder a number of times to point out things on her computer screen and also get a brilliant view down into her mind-boggling cleavage. Despite all his not-so-subtle leering, Victoria seemed completely oblivious to her new boss's lecherous attentions. Walter however was absolutely crazy with lust, constantly squeezing his stress-ball for all he was worth. At this rate he would probably need a new one before the week was out. At about 4.30pm Walter could take it no longer and decided he would head home and let off some steam with a good long masturbation session in honour of his lovely new personal assistant. As he walked past Victoria's desk he saw that she was bent over, rifling through one of her drawers, her lovely round ass pushed out towards him. After his day of restraint he could no longer resist. As he moved past her he reached out and patted one of the firm round globes of her buttocks, his whole body tingling as he finally laid a hand on her perfect bottom, her tight fitting black pants doing nothing to disguise the glorious softness of her ass. "Oh Mr Spackman!" yelped Victoria in surprise at the pat, jerking herself upright and spinning around to face him, a look of shock covering her beautiful features. "Just a little pat for a job well done," Walter assured her, doing his best to look nonchalant. Inside he was fighting the urge to give her big tits a great big squeeze through her top. "Oh, okay," replied Victoria, she looked a little confused and concerned, obviously not too happy with being touched by her dirty old boss. "Don't worry Victoria, think of us like a sports team and think of me like a coach. A little pat to congratulate you is perfectly normal," inside he was very worried now. His impulsive action could get him in a whole world of trouble if Victoria complained about sexual harassment. "Oh," replied Victoria, appearing appeased by his reply. "Well if you put it like that, then thank you." "Great," Walter replied, grinning widely. He couldn't believe he gotten away with it. Victoria certainly wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer. "Well I'm off home, I'll see you tomorrow morning." "Okay Mr Spackman." Walter reached around and gave her another quick pat on the butt and then he hurried headed for the door. The memory of the way her lovely round butt cheek had felt against his palm would certain fuel his fantasies tonight. *** Day two went equally well as far as Walter was concerned. Victoria had worn a pair of charcoal grey slacks and a black blouse. He'd greeted her with a pat on the ass, gently touching first one buttock then the other with his right hand as he walked past. Victoria hadn't even blinked at the treatment. Once again throughout the day his stress-ball got another thorough workout as Walter did his best to get plenty of viewing time on Victoria's ass and cleavage, as well as several more pats on her perfect ass. As the hours went by the pats got a little harder, and by the time he headed off at 5pm, he gave her a firm slap on the bottom before slipping out the door on his way home. *** By Wednesday Walter decided he wanted to push his luck and see if he could have a little more fun with Victoria and take full advantage of her slow wits and naïve nature. He waited until around morning tea time before calling Victoria into his office. "Is something wrong Mr Spackman?" she asked cheerily as she entered his office to see Walter sitting at his desk looking very upset and stressed about something. "Yes, something's very wrong. Have you seen my stress-ball?" he asked her anxiously. Victoria frowned, she had noticed that the balding executive almost always had the blue rubber ball in his hand, squeezing it repeatedly to keep himself calm and collected. "Umm..." she murmured thoughtfully, "no I haven't. Do you want me to have a look around and see if I can find it for you." "Yes please Victoria, it's very important that I lay my hands on it, I can't focus without it and my work is very important." "Of course," said Victoria, she would hate to think that he couldn't do his work on account of losing the ball. For the next half hour Victoria searched high and low, checking every inch of both Walter's office and her desk and filing area just outside. As she searched, even getting on her hands and knees to check under desks and cabinets, Walter followed her around, taking every opportunity to either stare at her ass or look down her top, depending on the position of her body as she hunted for his stress-ball. What Victoria wasn't aware was that Walter's stress-ball wasn't even in the office. He'd actually taken it home with him last night and purposely left it on his kitchen table. "There's no sign of it at all Mr Spackman," announced Victoria at last, sighing in defeat. They had returned to his office and Victoria was sitting in a chair beside him, a position he often had her sit when she was doing dictation. He got a kick out of the way her bosom jiggled in her blouse when she tried to write extra quickly. "This is a big problem," Walter said, his voice very stern. "Without the ball I won't be able to work." "Is there anything I can do?" asked Victoria anxiously. Walter sighed and looked her up and down, his gaze finally coming to rest on her expansive bosom. Victoria was wearing a tight fitting white blouse that stretched taut across her chest, the buttons almost threatening to pop free. The material of the blouse was ever-so-slightly transparent and Walter could make out the material of a lacy bra beneath. "Yes, perhaps you can help me," he replied, thoughtfully eyeing her bust. Victoria didn't appear to notice that he was talking to her chest rather than her face. "Great, what can I do?" she asked eager to please her new boss. "Well I need something round and soft, something very squeezable to keep my hands busy and focus my thoughts. My stress-ball was perfect, but perhaps you can provide me with an alternative." He gestured vaguely in her direction. "Sure, what do you need Mr Spackman?" Victoria asked him. "Your breasts," Walter replied, licking his lips in eager anticipation. "My breasts?" repeated Victoria in surprise. Her hands rose up to unconsciously cover her chest. "Yes, they're perfect!" said Walter with great enthusiasm. "They look like a nice healthy handful and I'm sure they're firm, yet squeezable." "You want to use my breasts as a," Victoria swallowed, "as a stress-ball?" "Yes, yes!" agreed Walter. "They're the perfect solution. You don't mind do you Victoria?" His stunning blonde secretary hesitated, frowning as she tried to think through what he had just suggested. "You said you'd help," he reminded her. "After all, your job as my personal assistant is to provide me with a full support service. It's not like I'll be feeling you up or anything, it's just for stress relief." "Um," Victoria still wasn't sure what she should do. "Okay Mr Spackman," she said finally, after all it was very job. "Wonderful!" Walter said happily. He immediately reached out with his right hand and grabbed hold of one of her large round boobs, giving it a firm squeeze through her blouse and bra. "Very nice," he said, "your breasts are perfect." Walter ran his hand over the generous expanse of Victoria's left breast, letting the large round orb fill his hand. "Maybe a little bigger than my stress ball, but still perfect." He then started to squeeze, kneading the firm flesh of her ample bosom through her clothing, letting his fingers sink into the soft mound of her big tit. Walter hefted her left breast up in his palm, feeling the weight of it, and then resumed squeezing and groping, making sure to keep his attention focussed on just her left breast. Victoria remained still as a statue, sitting silently in her chair as her boss squeezed and groped her breast. The busty blonde avoided any eye contact, the whole situation was making her feel rather uncomfortable, the idea of him using her tits as stress-balls made her feel like she was being used like an object. Walter did his best to look thoughtful as he rolled her left tit around in his palm, feeling her nipple harden through her clothing as he played with her big breast. This was fantastic. "Okay Victoria, I feel much better. More focussed," he told her after about five or six minutes of fondling, decided he shouldn't push her too far, especially right away. "You can head back to your desk and I'll get on with my report." "Of course Mr Spackman," Victoria nodded, standing up and quickly heading out of his office. *** Just after lunch Walter asked Victoria to bring him a coffee, as she moved around beside him to place the coffee on his desk he reached around behind her and pinched her bottom. Victoria jumped in surprise and to the horror of both of them she dropped his coffee into his lap. "Oh sorry Mr Spackman!" cried Victoria, immediately grabbing a handful of tissues from the box on Walter's desk and starting to swab up the spilled coffee from the front of his pants. Fortunately Walter liked his coffee with lots of milk so it wasn't piping hot. Victoria bent over his lap and was wiping up the coffee, rubbing his thighs and crotch with the handful of tissues. Walter's thighs were stinging from the hot coffee but he decided to make the most of the situation. He sat back in his chair, spreading his legs wide for Victoria to wipe up the coffee. "Get my crotch, it's burning," he told her. He reached out behind her and laid his hand gently on her ass, cupping her left buttock through the tight fitting black trousers she was wearing. Victoria started to rub Walter's crotch, right over his cock and balls. She didn't even notice his hand on her ass. "Unzip my pants, my underwear is wet as well," Walter instructed, giving her tight ass a slight squeeze. He rubbed his hand over her ass to cup her right buttock and give that a squeeze as well. Victoria didn't think twice at his instruction, worried that she had badly burnt her boss. She reached up and unfastened his pants, exposing his soaking wet underwear. Without thinking about what she was doing Victoria grabbed another handful of tissues and reached inside the open front of Walter's pants, rubbing his crotch through his wet underwear. Victoria gasped as she realised Mr Spackman's cock was erect inside his underwear. She froze, unsure what she should do in this suddenly awkward situation. "Quick, get rubbing," Walter urged her, giving her ass another squeeze, it felt delicious round and firm, she certainly kept herself in shape. Victoria bit her lower lip anxiously and resumed rubbing his crotch. She could plainly feel the long hard shaft of Walter's cock through the tissues as she rubbed over it's length, doing her best to dry off his underwear. She gave his penis a half dozen wipes with the tissues and then more gently rubbed his testicles, not wanting to be over enthusiastic and hurt him. "I think that's the best I can do," she said at last, withdrawing her hand from his crotch and tossing the clump of wet tissues into the bin beside his desk. Victoria was uncomfortably aware of the bulge between Walter's thighs and averted her eyes from the open front of his pants. "I guess that'll have to do," Walter said, obviously not happy about the spill. He gave her firm posterior a gentle pat. "I'm so sorry about that Mr Spackman," apologized Victoria, genuinely upset with herself. She prayed she hadn't done any permanent damage. "Can you please zip me up then," he instructed her. Victoria immediately obeyed, not even considering the notion that he was quite capable of doing up his own pants. It was a bit of a squeeze with his engorged genitals but she managed to fasten up the front of his pants, acutely aware of his hard erection as her fingers bumped against it. "Good job," announced Walter, giving her a slap on the ass when she was done, causing her to jump a little. "I'm in no state to keep working," he said, gesturing down at the damp front of his trousers. "I'll call it a day and see you in the morning." "Okay Mr Spackman," said Victoria. "Sorry." *** As soon as Walter arrived on Thursday morning he called Victoria into his office. "I'm terribly stressed today," he told her. "I've got an important conference call at 9.30 so I need to be sharp as a razor this morning. Can you come around here so I can use your tits a moment?" he asked her, reaching up with his hands and making squeezing motions towards her as if he was going to honk on her tits. "Of course Mr Spackman," agreed Victoria. She was still feeling guilty after splashing coffee on him yesterday and wanted to please him as much as possible today. Victoria moved around the desk and sat down in the chair beside him, turning her body towards him a little and arching her back to thrust her chest out towards him. Walter was obviously very stressed today as he reached out with both hands and cupped both of Victoria's heavy breasts in his palms. "Oh that's good!" he breathed in obvious relief, giving her ample tits a firm squeeze, sinking his fingers into her lovely big melons. "These are much nicer to play with than my old stress-ball," he said, massaging her tits through her blouse, squeezing the large orbs quite roughly. He groped and mauled at Victoria's chest with obvious relish, rolling the large round spheres of her breasts around in his hands and even pinching at her nipples through her clothing. "I think that perhaps you shouldn't wear a bra tomorrow," he suggested, lifting her tits up in his hands and pressing them together against each other, causing her cleavage to well up above the neckline of her blouse. "It'd make them feel smoother." "Okay Mr Spackman," agreed Victoria. "If it would help I'll leave the bra off tomorrow." "Good," he said, smiling broadly as he groped harder on her huge knockers. Walter played with Victoria's tits for about ten minutes before he finally seemed to have had enough and sent her back out to her desk and he got on with his own work. About fifteen minutes after that the conference call came through and Victoria patched it through to his office. A couple minutes later she heard his cellphone ring as well and some rather heated discussion going on. After a further ten minutes or so she heard Walter yell out from his office. She hurried in and saw that Walter was sitting in his chair, his legs crossed with his phone against one ear and his cellphone against the other. His head was kinked to the side and he was holding his phone against his shoulder as he struggled to write on the pad in front of him. Walter pointed at the pad and gestured for her to come over to him. Victoria hurried over and saw that he had scrawled a note on the pad for her. 'I need a piss but can't stop phonecall, too important' he had written. Victoria frowned at his note and shrugged. She wasn't quite she how she could help him out of that tricky situation. Walter ripped off the page from the notebook to reveal another note, already written on the page below. 'Find me a bucket.' Victoria gasped in surprise as she read the note, her eyes going wide. He wanted to piss in a bucket at his desk while he talked on the phone? The buxom blonde looked around his office for something for him to piss into. Seeing nothing she hurried back out to where her desk was but didn't spot anything useful. "Shit!" she swore, her mind racing. What was she going to do? Victoria hurried back into Walter's office, as she entered her gaze rested on the rubbish bin beside his desk. Perfect! She hurried over, her large bosom jiggling enticingly beneath her blouse as she moved. Victoria grabbed the bin and upended it, spilling the rubbish onto the floor. She then put in on the floor in front of Walter's chair. Victoria hesitated awkwardly a moment, wondering if she should turn her back or leave the room to let him pee in privacy. However, before she could move Walter ripped another page off his pad, revealing a third note. 'Take it out for me and aim it at the bucket.' It took a few seconds to realise what Walter meant by 'it', but as soon as she did, her face went white. He actually wanted her to hold his penis for him while he pissed, right at his desk? Victoria's mind was spinning. Never in her wildest imagination had she ever considered that she would be in such a position. She couldn't do it, could she? Could he make her do it? Did he really mean what she thought he meant? Victoria stood there, staring at the note and rereading it, frozen by indecisiveness. Walter was still talking on the two phones, his voice sounding stressed. He tapped urgently at the pad in front of him, indicating to Victoria to hurry up. Victoria bit her lower lip. She really needed this job and didn't want to upset Mr Spackman. The pretty personal assistant already felt like her job was on tender-hooks after yesterday's split coffee incident. But could she really go through with this? It was pretty gross, not to mention very weird. Victoria took a deep breath. Only one way to find out. She knelt down beside her boss and reached gingerly into his lap, reaching for his fly. Her hands were shaking with nervousness. Victoria swallowed as she carefully took only of Walter's zipper between her thumb and forefinger, holding it as if it was poisonous, but realistically his zip was the least of her worries. A Very Personal Assistant PRELUDE Coleen entered my office and sat in one of the chairs at the small conference table. It was time to conduct her performance review and I had the prepared documents on the table. I closed and locked the office door and then I put the door brace in place to guarantee that we would not be interrupted. I turned toward Coleen and she smiled at me knowing what was to come. I spelled out the approach for the morning. "I have prepared your review papers and you can look at them any time and sign them. As you would expect I have given you an outstanding rating. There is no doubt that you are a very qualified Administrative Assistant and your work is impeccable. What I am going to discuss with you today is what else you bring to this position and the way you serve my needs. Before we begin I am going to remove your panties so that I can play with your pussy while we have this chat." I moved my chair closer to Coleen and pushed her skirt up to her waist. I admired her shapely legs encased in thigh high hose with elastic tops and I recalled the day I took her shopping for them. I reached for her panties and pulled them slowly down her legs. She lifted her legs so that I could remove them and I place them on another chair. I ran my hand up her smooth skin above the hose and brushed her vagina. Coleen flinched when my hand made contact with her pussy and I found it to be sopping wet. "You are wet already," I said as I dipped two fingers into her twat. I held the fingers to my nose and said, "You smell wonderful." Then I licked her juices from my fingers and said, "You taste even better." I pushed my fingers back in her pussy, searched for and located her g-spot. With two fingers rubbing her g-spot and my thumb on her clit, Coleen raced toward her first orgasm. I would let her get close and then stop. Once she calmed, I began the masturbation again. She was going crazy and I loved teasing her. "Now some of the skills that are not listed in the performance review should be discussed. Let's start with oral sex. Without a doubt you give better head than any other woman who has blown me. You are the best and most accomplished cock sucker of all time." "Thank you!" Coleen replied with a blush. "In terms of vaginal sex you are the best fuck I have ever had in my life." I began as I continued to work on her pussy. Coleen was dripping wet and she was soaking my fingers. "I love the way your body moves under me when we are in bed. I also love the way you ride my cock when we are seated in my office or the car." "I appreciated you kind words," Coleen responded blushing again. "I saved the best for last because there is no one who can compare to you when it comes to anal sex. You have the shapeliest, curviest, loveliest ass that I have ever fucked. I love caressing your smooth buttocks as I watch my cock slide in and out of your beautiful bottom. It is the biggest turn on for me and I am pleased that you like anal so much." "I have to say something," Coleen offered, "I love your big cock. I love sucking it and having it in my pussy and ass. I love the feel of your seed shooting into my rectum." "Thank you Coleen. That concludes the review now where would like it first today?" "Are we going to the Chateau after work?" "Yes, I planned on it and I already booked the room with a Jacuzzi." "Wonderful, let's wait until tonight to do anal. I want you to fuck my pussy now but remember don't cum in me. I want you to cum in my mouth." With that said I helped Coleen up on the conference table and spread her legs apart. Normally I would have eaten her pussy first but she was so ready that I dropped my pants and pushed my cock into her hot cunt. You moaned softly when I entered her and wrapped her legs around my torso. I fucked her slowly causing her to orgasm twice before I was ready to cum. I told her of my imminent ejaculation and she dropped to her knees to take my cock in her mouth. Coleen sucked me deep and I came in her mouth seconds after I entered it. Coleen drank down every drop as she always did and then we both cleaned up and straightened our clothes. I removed the door brace and unlocked the door. Coleen left my office and as she did she said, "Thank you for a wonderful review." I smiled and replied, "You deserve it." HOW THE AFFAIR BEGAN I hired Coleen two years ago after my former assistant Bonnie got married and moved away. Bonnie had been my assistant for five years and the last three of those years we had a torrid affair. Bonnie was engaged to be married and I was surprised that she was so sexually active. I had always viewed the engagement period to be more sacred than marriage. It was not the case with Bonnie however. Bonnie and I had sex in the office, in our cars and in a romantic interlude called the Chateau. Bonnie had introduced me to the Chateau. She had also been the reason I purchased the door brace for my office. The office door could be locked but facilities and security had master keys so I used the door brace to provide our security. It would have been very embarrassing if someone was to unlock the door and find me with my cock buried in Bonnie's ass. Bonnie was a 30 year old sexpot when we began out affair. She was 5'6" tall, weighed a fit 125 pounds and had a respectable 33-26-36 figure. She was small breasted but she had a killer ass and she loved anal sex. Our times in the Chateau we would shower together first and douche her pussy and ass before entering the Jacuzzi. In the Jacuzzi I would play with her ass and pussy. She would lean over the edge and present her gorgeous ass to me to be kissed and rimmed. She loved having my tongue run up and down between the cheeks of her ass probing her anus. As part of our foreplay I would lick her pussy and anus from behind and she would go wild. We then adjourned to the bed where I took good care of her pussy before I fucked her in the ass. We both loved anal sex and Bonnie was the best I ever had until Coleen. It was nearly a year after I hired Coleen that we had our first encounter. It was totally unplanned and it just happened. It was after our corporate Christmas party when I gave Coleen a ride home. I had always found her attractive with her flowing long blonde hair and 36-28-36 figure. She had gorgeous legs, seemingly nice breasts and a very shapely ass. Coleen was 5'7" and weighed a trim 130 pounds. At 31 years old I was in good shape from working out and my other activities which included golf, tennis, skiing and SCUBA diving. I was 6'0" and weighed a fit 185 pounds. I kept my light brown hair cut short and I had hazel colored eyes. Coleen loved my eyes and eventually told me that they were seductive. Coleen had gotten a ride to work the day of the Christmas party from her older sister whom she lived with. I had promised to drive her home after the party. At the party we found ourselves dancing together several times. It started out with up beat music and then a few slow dances. The last couple of dances Coleen pressed her body in close and slipped her leg between mine. I was in an unmistakable state of desire and I knew she could feel my hardness on her thigh. People had been drifting out for the last hour so when we got to my car in the parking lot no one was parked nearby. Before we got in the car, Coleen looked up at me and smiled. Her eyes twinkled in the street light and I had the urge to kiss her. I took her in my arms and kissed her tenderly. She kissed me back but it didn't last long. "Let's get in the car," she whispered. We did not kiss again as I expected and Coleen shocked me with her aggressiveness. She leaned across the seat and unbuckled my belt and unfastened my suit pants. Then she pulled my pants and boxer shorts down to my knees. I instinctively lifted my hips up to facilitate her. My cock was erect within seconds. "I have wanted to do this for a long time," she whispered right before she engulfed my cock in her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down a few times on my 8" porker and then she lifted her head to speak again. "You have a nice cock," she said and then returned to sucking me. Coleen was very accomplished in oral sex and I was as hard as a rock. Then she stopped sucking and I watched as she reached under her full length skirt and removed her pantyhose and panties. "I am really hot. I need to sit on your cock. I want to fuck you," she announced surprising me with her language. I had heard women use the words cock and fuck before it was just that I had never heard it from Coleen. Then with catlike movements and agility, she straddled my body and guided my cock into her pussy. She groaned as my shaft filled her vaginal cavity and I felt the wet silkiness of her cunt. Coleen rode me hard and fast and it was obvious that she was only thinking about her own orgasm. "Oh. Oh, this is going to be a quick one," she gasped. I looked at the car windows to see if anyone was spying on us but the windows were steam covered and it was impossible to see in or out. We did make quite a sight though as we fucked in her car. I was still in my suit jacket, shirt and tie with my suit pants and boxer shorts down below my knees. Coleen's dress was gathered around her waist and I held on to her shapely ass while she did all the work. "I'm going to cum. Hold me!" she called out excitedly as her hips flailed on top of me. I held her by her curvy ass and then my arms moved up and wrapped around her upper body as she screamed into my shoulder. Her screams were muffled in my shoulder as her body shook and shivered with the intensity of her orgasm. Coleen eventually stopped moving and relaxed in my arms briefly before easing her body off of mine. She sensed that I had not cum and in her desire to pleasure me she lowered her mouth back onto my cock. It was obvious that she did not mind the taste of herself as she gave me an incredible blow job. Coleen fondled my testicles and ran her finger along my perineum as she swirled her tongue around my shaft. I felt my discharge building within me and I warned her that I was about to cum. Coleen never removed her mouth from my cock and she received a mighty discharge. Ropes of semen shot into her mouth splashing off the back of her throat but she never missed a beat. Coleen stayed glued to my cock until she had sucked every last drop of semen from my shaft. Tingles ran through my body and I felt my toes curl up inside my shoes. It was the best blow job ever. We relaxed for a few minutes and then got dressed the best we could. At least I did. Coleen opted to stuff her hose and panties in her purse. Then we opened the car windows and let the air in. I waited until the windows were clear and it was safe to drive Coleen home. I would have the weekend to think about what happened. My current live-in girlfriend Marty would be home Saturday and Sunday which I hoped would help me forget about the encounter with Coleen. MONDAY MORNING On Monday, Coleen arrived at the office on time and she went about her duties as normal. There was no mention of the car sex that we had the previous Friday night. She did not bring it up so I decided not to mention it either. We both went about the day in a business like manner. Coleen attended an aerobic class in the building next to our office and she would often return to work afterward since I let her leave work early the day of her class. That evening after her aerobic class Coleen returned to the office wearing her snug spandex outfit. I observed her move around tidying up her desk and doing some filing before she left for home. As I watched her I focused on her round curvy ass and I got a boner just from looking at her. It was all I could do to keep my hands off of her. I wanted to pull her into my office and pull her pants down and bare her ass. However I knew better and I restrained myself although it took all of my will power. If we hadn't had sex that Friday night before I would have never thought of doing that. "Good night, see you tomorrow," Coleen said as she poked her head in my office. "Oh, good night, don't forget that we are doing your first annual performance review tomorrow," I reminded her. "I won't. I'm looking forward to it," she replied and then waved goodbye. I returned to my work of finishing up Coleen's performance review. I gave her an outstanding review as she had been invaluable during her first year on the job. I recommended that her position be raised one level and that she be given the title of Administrative Assistant. That would be consistent with the other Executive's former secretaries who all now held the title of Administrative Assistant. I was sure that Coleen would be pleased with her review and promotion. The next day I conducted Coleen's review at 10:00 AM thinking that we could go to lunch afterward and celebrate her good news. Promptly at 10:00 AM Coleen was seated adjacent to me at the small conference table in my office. I had locked the office door so that we would not be disturbed. I opened the booklet containing Coleen's performance review and my evaluation of her work. As I read through each category and began to explain my rationale for the rating, Coleen just stared at me the entire time. She seemed disinterested in what I had to say. About half way through the review she reached over and took my hand in hers. I stopped talking and looked into her dreamy eyes and sensed that she wanted something to happen. "I know that you gave me an outstanding review and I appreciate that and the promotion. I want to show you how much I appreciate it," she whispered and added, "Stand up in front of me." I stood up and remained still as Coleen unbuckled my belt and unfastened my suit pants. She took her time and then lowered my pants down past my knees. I could feel my cock rising to the occasion and my boxer shorts tented in evidence of my excitement. Coleen smiled as she reached for my cock and then she fondled it through the fabric of my boxers. I groaned as she gently squeezed my shaft. Then she slowly pulled my boxers down my legs allowing my stiff cock to get caught in the waist band. She continued pulling my shorts down until my cock cleared the waistband and bobbed in front of her face. Coleen lowered my pants and shorts all the way to my ankles and then she pushed my dress shirt and tie up out of the way. I rolled up my shirt and threw my tie over my shoulder and watched as she lowered her mouth to my cock. Coleen looked up at me as she moved her head up and down on my cock and the expression on her face was one of pure ecstasy. She gently held my balls in one hand as she worked her magic on my cock and I did not last long at all. "Coleen, I'm going to cum," I whispered. Coleen, however, as she had done Friday night in my car stayed glued to my cock. I exploded in her mouth with one of my most massive ejaculations ever. It seemed like I kept cumming for minutes although I knew it was over in a matter of seconds. Coleen sucked me dry again as she had done the first time. She kept my cock in her mouth for a seemingly long time after I came and she nibbled on it teasing me and driving me wild. I had tingles running through my body and I had to push her head away as I began to feel weak in my legs. I steadied myself by holding onto the table and then I began to redress. Coleen smiled at me again and licked her lips in a very sexy way. I had pulled my shorts and pants back up and then I tucked my shirt back in and buckled my belt. I sat back down and smiled at Coleen. "There isn't any provision for me to evaluate that skill on your appraisal form," I said jokingly and then added, "But if there was you would receive the highest grade possible." "Forgive me but that made me very hot. I need to cum," she whispered as she lifted her skirt and pulled her pantyhose and panties down just below her pussy. I looked at her neatly trimmed pussy for the first time and liked what I saw. Coleen had a beautiful pussy with a little tuft of blonde hair just above it. I surprised her when I moved to my knees in front of her. Then I pulled her hose and panties down to her ankles. I did not remove them as I wanted her to be able to pull them back up if we were interrupted. I lifted her legs up and ducked my head under the hose and panties gathered around her ankles. Then I leaned in and placed my mouth on her pussy. Coleen groaned when my mouth covered her cunt and then she emitted a squeal when I located her clit. Within minutes Coleen was cumming and juicing my mouth. She covered her mouth with her arm and moaned into the elbow joint stifling her outcry. I continued to lick her pussy as she thrashed around on the chair until she went limp. Then I kissed the inside of her thighs and eventually removed my mouth. I lifted her legs back over my head and then sat back in my chair. Coleen was in a euphoric state and she glowed in her pleasure. Coleen then pulled her panties and hose back on and smoothed her dress as she stood up. She kissed me on the cheek and said softly, "That was an incredible performance review." "It certainly was," I replied. Coleen then left my office. THE SEX CONTINUES It was the first of many office encounters. In the weeks to come, we had sex in my office and at times in the car. Coleen would give me marvelous blow jobs in my office. She loved to suck my cock and swallow my load. Sometimes we would play little games of seduction as if we were getting it on for the first time. Coleen would come into my office, close and lock the door and come around to my desk as if to show me something important. As she showed me some document I would let my hand move up her legs over her pantyhose up to her ass. I would fondle her ass for awhile and then lower her hose and panties to her knees. I played with her pussy as I fondled her ass and she squirmed on my hands and fingers. "Yes, play with me. It feels so good. Make me cum, make me cum," she would repeat over and over. And cum she did soaking my hand with her female juices. She had to cover her mouth to muffle her moans of ecstasy. Then after she composed herself she would have me stand up and she knelt in front of me. Coleen unbuckled my belt and lowered my pants to the floor. Then she slowly pulled my boxer shorts down my legs. She loved it when my erection got caught in the waistband of my boxers and my cock would spring forward as it cleared my shorts. Coleen would then suck my cock until I came in her mouth. We often visited a bar near her place and after a burger and a few beers it was sex in her car again. Sometimes we fucked and sometimes she just sucked my cock while she fingered her pussy. She would unbuckle my belt, unbutton my trousers and pulled them along with my boxers down to my ankles. As Coleen pulled my boxers down over my balls she would lick and suck them before kissing her way up my shaft. Looking up into my eyes, she would slide her lips over my bulging head with her hand still wrapped around my shaft. Her tongue would swirl under the ridge of my crown as she sucked me deeper into her mouth. She would test her gag line and take my cock down her throat. She would pull me deeper into her mouth, pressing her lips tightly against me and sucking hard. The feel of my hard cock sliding between her lips and over her tongue would have me on the verge of a huge orgasm. Coleen would often slip her hand into her panties and finger her dripping pussy. The smell of sex would be rampant in the car. When I felt my cock swell and I told her that she was about to receive my load. Muffled moans would escape from her throat as she eagerly sucked my dick awaiting my release. She would move her lips up and down over my shaft in rhythm with my thrusting motions. She would be drooling like crazy and I could feel the wetness running down my pecker onto my balls. A Very Personal Assistant My breathing would become more erratic as I was about to lose control. Coleen would look up at me with those big eyes and nodded her head, letting me know she wanted to taste me and then she would cover my cock with her mouth just as I lost it. I always let out a soft grunt as I pumped stream after stream of hot cream into her mouth. She would move her hand under my scrotum to squeeze out the last few drops and then Coleen would have her orgasm. The feel of my throbbing cock in her mouth, the taste of my seed and her hand in her cunt was just enough to set her off. The pressure in her lower tummy would gush out through her pussy and soak her fingers. My cock would fall from her lips and cum would drip from her lips and chin as her body would jerk and shudder in orgasm. Coleen always looked up at me when she was done, blotches of cum glistened on her lips. The smell of pussy in the car was powerful. I would take Coleen's hand and licked her fingers clean. I would then pull my shorts and trousers back up and dress the best I could in the confines of her car. One night when we were having a burger we discussed getting together in bed and being completely naked when we had sex. Coleen didn't know it but I was very hot for her ass and I wanted a shot at it. She lived with her sister so we couldn't go to her place. I lived with my girlfriend Marty who was a flight attendant. Marty had the international route and even though she was gone for days at a time, I couldn't risk having someone see Coleen enter my condo. I suggested the Chateau and Coleen agreed. She was curious as to how I knew about it but I never told her about Bonnie. I told her that Marty and I went there once for fun. GREAT TIMES AT THE CHATEAU Her first trip to the Chateau Coleen arrived before me and parked her car in the private spot adjacent to the room. I had paid for the room in advance. I parked in the lot which was secluded from the road and walked to the room. Coleen was already naked when I arrived. She told me that the rooms with the Jacuzzi tubs were all taken. I was disappointed but made the most of it. I looked around as I undressed at the familiar surroundings, water bed, mirrors on the ceiling and walls. There was a TV with a porn station and a small mini bar in the room. Coleen was naked in bed watching me as I undressed and I could tell that she liked what she saw. I liked what I saw too as it was the first time that we were completely naked together. I moved to the bed and I was anxious to get at her ass all the while wondering if she would let me fuck her in the ass. I loved anal sex and fucking beautiful shapely asses. I was particularly hopeful that Coleen was into anal since Marty was not and I missed it desperately. I moved her to all fours with her ass elevated and she placed her head on the mattress turned to one side so she could see me. I started playing with her pussy and her curvy ass lubricating her asshole with her own cunt juice. Coleen moaned and cooed as I fingered her pussy and her asshole simultaneously. I tried to get her asshole wet enough with her juices and my saliva so that I could fuck her ass. Coleen had not objected to the ass play so I knelt behind her and tried to insert my cock in her ass but it just wouldn't go in. Afraid of hurting her I tried more pussy juice and saliva for lubrication but to no avail. My 8" long and 5" around cock just would not go into her tight ass. There are times when my cock feels bigger and this was one of those times. I was fingering Coleen's ass when she spoke. "Use some cream," she said urgently, "There is some in my purse." I got off the bed and retrieved the body lotion from her purse. As I did I realized that Coleen was going to let me fuck her in the ass. I returned to the bed and put an ample of amount of lotion in her asshole coating the tiny puckered opening of her anus and lubricating the rim. I added my saliva to my lotion covered cock and nestled my dick against the entrance of her anus momentarily before easing it inside her ass. I could feel my cock struggle to stretch the resistant muscles. My dick head burrowed in and her rigid passageway soon yielded to the determined action of my cock. Coleen moaned as my pecker filled her hole. "Go slowly at first it has been awhile," she said sexily. I fucked her with long and deliberate strokes until my cock was sliding easily in and out of her ass. I caressed her shapely buttocks as I watched my cock move in and out of her rectum worming around inside of her curvy ass. I caressed her ample tits and tweaked her nipples as I leaned over her body and whispered in her ear, "Coleen you have one hot ass, I love fucking you in your hot ass." My hands freely roamed over her body and I pulled on her hips drawing her backwards impaling her on my inflated member. I reached for her pussy to finger fuck her and diddle her clit but I found Coleen's hand already buried in her womb. She was frigging herself frantically working herself toward an orgasm. Suddenly I felt my cock inside her ass swell up and I started pumping faster. Within minutes I knew that Coleen felt the warm fluid being squirted inside her anus and she immediately started to cum herself. Her cunt walls convulsed around her own hand fucking her cunt as her anal muscles squeezed every drop from my spurting cock. I grunted as my whole body became stiff and I slammed my cock harder into her. Coleen writhed around and her body arched off the bed as a climax of massive proportion tore through her loins. My cock slipped from her ass with an audible pop and I flopped down on the bed next to her. She surprised me when she covered my cock with her mouth and sucked any remaining cum from my tool. Coleen then lay on her back, splayed her legs and pulled back the folds of her vagina. "I need to cum again. Eat my pussy, please eat my pussy," she pleaded. I rolled over and got between her legs. I put her thighs on my shoulders and lowered my mouth to her pussy. I took one slow lick as I flattened my tongue on Coleen's mound. It felt so smooth and warm and I knew I had achieved the desired effect from her moan I know that Coleen enjoyed it. I always enjoyed the taste of her and I kept licking and eating her. I pointed my tongue and burrowed into her pussy as it parted her labia my tongue was rewarded with the exquisite taste of her juice. Coleen was obviously enjoying what I was doing as she reached down with both hands and spread herself wide making it so much easier for my tongue to explore her pussy. Coleen was breathing rapidly and she moaned softly whenever I got near her hard clit. As I searched out her hard clit still just barely hidden she tensed and began to quiver. After I felt like I had teased her opening as much as I could with my tongue it was time to see her reaction when my tongue finally touched that treasured pearl. I burrowed my tongue as deep into her as I could and then I just sort of licked and sucked my way up. When I got to her clit I used the very tip of my tongue to push back the little hood. I flicked my tongue over it once and then used the tip to explore the folds of flesh on either side of it. Coleen was now moaning and she used her fingers to pull her hood back as she arched herself so that her clit stuck out even further like a little cock. I nuzzled it with my nose taking in her scent and I licked it once more before I took it between my teeth and gently nibbled it. Coleen went wild and started bucking and moaning loudly. She let go of her own fleshy hood and pulled my head to her pussy as she cried out in ecstasy. I sucked her clit as deep in my mouth as I could and Coleen humped my face for all she was worth. I was excited that I was able to get her that excited and I sucked harder and played with her wonderful clit with my lips, tongue and teeth. I don't know exactly how many times Coleen came but finally she collapsed on the bed, her body in spasms. I lay next to her and stroked her body my hands moved freely over her tits and pussy mound. She rolled toward me and embraced me and yelled for me to hold her tight. "Hold me, oh please hold me," she pleaded as her orgasm and spasms continued. Once she calmed down, we lay there for awhile making small talk and then Coleen started stroking my cock. Coleen added some body lotion as she kept stroking me cock and soon had me hard again. "I like playing with your cock. You have a big cock," she told me. "It's not that big," I replied although I was very comfortable with my manhood. "It's the biggest I have ever had," she said with a sultry tone. "Well there are plenty bigger than mine," I assured her. "If I had a cock I would be playing with it all the time," she giggled. We continued our conversation as Coleen continued to stroke my cock. I learned that she had first been ass fucked before she was married and divorced. Coleen had been working downtown Chicago at the time and she went out with two guys from the office. They took her back to their place and one fucked her ass as she blew the other guy. She took to ass fucking after that but she was very selective about who allowed in her ass. I shared with her my love for anal sex and some of my encounters. "All this talk and playing with your cock has got me hot again. I need to sit on your dick," she announced. Coleen straddled my body and lowered herself onto me as she held my tool and aimed it at her vagina. My hard cock slid easily into her womb and she emitted a small gasp as it filled her hole. Coleen rocked back and forth on top of me as I held on to her curvy ass. I stroked her ass cheeks and molded her firm buttocks in my hands as she picked up the pace fucking herself on my dick. Coleen started moaning as she fucked faster and faster. I sensed her pending orgasm and then she yelled out. "I am going to explode. Oh, Oh hold me, please hold me tight," she screamed. Coleen collapsed on top of me her body quivering from the intensity of her orgasm. I could feel her juices coating my cock as it remained buried in her womb. It took a few minutes for her to regain her composure and she just lay on me and cooed. Eventually she rolled off of me and lay on her back next to me. I was still hard so I took her ass again and fucked her until I released my second load into her rectum. After that we showered dressed and left the motel. A week later we revisited La Chateau again and this time we had gotten a room with the Jacuzzi tub. We entered the room and wasted no time taking off our clothes as the Jacuzzi filled with hot water and bath gel. Coleen and I showered together before entering the Jacuzzi. We soaped each other up and played with each other's bodies being careful we didn't cum in the shower. Coleen then douched both her pussy and her asshole. After showering we entered the Jacuzzi armed with a bottle of wine. I turned on the jets and we kicked back enjoying the bubbles and our first glass of wine. After awhile Coleen leaned back into me and I reached around and stroked her firm titties tweaking and rolling her nipples in my fingers. I slid one of my hands down across her firm abs over her little tuft of hair and found her vagina. I played with the folds of her labia and then inserted my fingers in her pussy. I found her hard clit and rolled it between my fingers as I continued to tease her nipples with my other hand. As Coleen got turned on I moved her to the other side of the Jacuzzi and I had her lean over the edge presenting her shapely ass to me. Her ass always looked good but this time it glistened with water and bath gel and looked so sensual. I leaned over and licked Coleen's pussy from behind driving her wild. Then I had the urge to tongue her beautiful ass so I swiped my tongue from her pussy up and over her bung hole and back to her pussy. She gasped out loud when my tongue touched her asshole. I really got into it and grasped both of her curvy ass cheeks and pulled them slightly apart so that I could get my tongue in deeper. I probed her pink aperture with my tongue as I inserted three fingers in her pussy. She started whimpering, gasping and directing the action. "Oh my God, do it again. Lick my asshole; stick your tongue in there. Eat my pussy, tongue my ass, oh yessssss," she cried out. I grabbed the bottle of wine and poured some in the crack of her ass letting it trickle down over her anus and pussy. I placed my mouth on her and drank up the wine swabbing her pussy and ass in the process. I repeated this several more times until Coleen seemed to go into convulsions with her first orgasm of the evening. She collapsed back into my arms and I stroked her smallish tits as she recovered from the intensity of her orgasm. "Not in my wildest dreams did I ever think that you would ever tongue my ass or did I know it would feel so wonderful," she uttered in an exhaustive voice. "I loved doing it," I told her. We decided to get out of the Jacuzzi before we turned into prunes. We dried off and flopped down on the water bed. Coleen began to stroke my cock into an erect state and then proceeded to suck on it. She loved to stick her tongue in the little hole and nibble on my cock head. This always made her hot and then she needed my cock in her pussy. She straddled me and aimed my cock in her hole and rode me until she achieved another orgasm. It was time for me to fuck her in the ass so I had her kneel on all fours with her gorgeous ass in the air. She always put her head on the mattress and turned to the side so that she could watch. She had the added benefit of mirrors on the wall and ceiling and so could clearly see the penetration. I broke out the lube and put an ample amount in her asshole. I fingered her ass and pussy at the same time. "I love the feel of your fingers in my ass and pussy together," Coleen exclaimed! If there was one thing I liked besides fucking a beautiful ass it is preparing an asshole for a good reaming. After several minutes of finger fucking her pussy and asshole I couldn't wait any longer and I had to get my cock in her beautiful ass. I removed my fingers and lined up the head of my cock at her moist puckered ring and pressed forward slowly. My cock head strained to pop through and she let out a little groan as the pressure from my iron hard dick forced her little ring to open like a flower and suddenly my large mushroom head slipped past the ring and into her ass. Coleen let out a groan as her rear passage was stretched to accommodate my ample girth. "Oh you are going to make me like this more than the regular way," she gasped and shivered as I filled her fully and withdrew my penis slightly. I felt her ass tighten around me and I continued to slowly stroke in and out of her tight ass until all eight inches were tightly packed up her ass. Coleen really began to moan and her whole body shook in anticipation of what she knew was coming. I began to slowly fuck her but soon picked up the pace as I penetrated her with long hard strokes that used the entire length of my thick cock. Coleen was going wild as she loved the feel of my cock as it pulled out and then came crashing back in as my big heavy balls bounced off her clit. Coleen was thrashing around uncontrollably, gasping and moaning with pleasure. When I reached underneath her to stroke her clit she exploded with her third orgasm of the night. I continued to hammer her ass with long strokes then suddenly I felt that familiar tension in my balls and I knew I was close. I began to piston my raging cock harder into her searing ass in search for my release, which also increased the intensity of her orgasm. She was yelling and moaning, clawing and scratching at the cover of the waterbed begging me to cum. "Give it to me, give it to me, give me your cum, cum in my ass," she begged. I felt powerful and dominant with my impressive dick stuffed up the beautiful ass of a woman who could not get enough of me. Coleen lay submissively before me on all fours as I towered above her like some untamed animal with a strong sexual hold on her. I took firm hold of her hips and slammed once more full force into Coleen's ass. I did that three or four more times and then I let out a loud groan as I emptied my seed deep into her bowels. I couldn't believe how much cum I produced as my dick continued to hammer into her ass. When I was finished I pulled out of her ass as Coleen collapsed on the bed utterly spent. I slumped down next to her quivering body. I looked over at Coleen and I noticed my seed oozing from her asshole. It resembled a natural spring as the semen just seemed to bubble up as she tried to relax her anal muscles. Coleen and I got up, showered and returned to the Jacuzzi where we soaked our aching muscles. After the Jacuzzi I offered her a massage which she gladly accepted. I had her lay face down and worked her back, legs and buttocks. Not so surprisingly I got an erection as I massaged and fingered her ass again. I came a second time that night when I fucked her ass again. After the ass fuck I rolled Coleen over on her back and continued the massage this time working her tits, abs, legs and pubes. I finished her off with another thorough pussy eating which had her screaming my name and humping my face with her volcanic orgasm. After that we were really spent and had just enough energy to shower, dress and drive home. Marty got home for her international flight late that night and I was thankful that she was too tired for sex. In the morning I woke up with my customary piss hard-on so I fucked Marty senseless before she begged me to stop. I showered dressed and left a well fucked Marty in bed. On my way to the office I stopped and picked up a muffin and latte. TIME TO CHANGE ATTIRE Coleen had always worn conservative long loose fitting skirts in the work place so I decided she needed to shed the panty hose and wear something more appropriate for sex in the office. I brought a Victoria's Secret catalog into the office one day. Coleen stood by my side as we looked at the catalog on my desk. As she paged through the catalog, I stroke her legs and ass again through the pantyhose. Then I lowered her hose and panties and played with her naked ass and pussy. Coleen came on my fingers again and then she gave me one of her wonderful blow jobs. Afterward Coleen selected a couple of items form the catalog to replace her panty hose. That day at lunch time we went over to the Victoria's Secret store in the nearby mall and purchased nylons for her that had thigh high elastic tops. We also picked out some crotchless pantyhose that were very erotic. The panty hose had a waistband and two side panels attached to the stocking part. When Coleen wore the new pantyhose her ass and pussy were bare and her ass looked great framed in the hose. Coleen started wearing both the thigh high stockings and the crotch less pantyhose to the office along with sexy panties. It was very erotic when I slid my hands up her stocking covered legs to her bare skin just above the elastic tops. I would caress her bare skin before cupping and fondling her ass cheeks. Then I would remove her panties slowly dragging them down her legs and by the time I touched her pussy she was sopping wet. Coleen would move to the chair in my office and place her legs on my shoulders as I ate her pussy and fingered her asshole. She would have intense orgasms and coat my face with her pussy juice. Then we would finish with another one of her signature blow jobs. We continued to have sex in the office, car and the romantic interlude hotel. We played games with each other taking turns being a slave and having to do what the other person demanded. There were times after aerobics that Coleen would come into my office and I would pull her spandex down just enough to bare her ass. I would fondle her ass and finger-fuck her pussy. There was no shortage to our imagination and willingness to have sex in public as well as private places. Coleen, I was to learn, was somewhat of an exhibitionist. She loved to be totally naked in private places and was really turned on by the chances we took in public places. She loved it when I ran my hands under her skirt and inside her panties. She loved it when I pulled her spandex down to her knees and played with her buns and pubes. Coleen could never seem to get enough of my cock. She loved to fuck me, suck me and have me fuck her ass. A Very Personal Assistant I was always concerned about the possibility of someone walking in on us even though the office door was locked. Staff from facilities and security had master keys and they could easily enter my office. It was one of the reasons we were never totally naked in the office. If someone did try to enter the office we could be dressed before the door opened. However, Coleen wanted to expand our office sex beyond oral sex and fingering. So I picked up a door brace at the hardware store and we used that to keep any intruders out. Coleen would enter my office close and lock the door and then put the door brace in place. Then she would stand next to me and hold her skirt up while I pulled her panties down and off her body. She then moved to one of the chairs in my office and sat in it with her legs splayed and her pussy on display. I moved over to her, dropped my pants and undershorts and put my cock in her pussy. I fucked Coleen until she came several times. Sometimes I would cum in her pussy and other times I would fuck her ass. Coleen would kneel on the chair with her skirt thrown up over her back and her beautiful ass pointed at me. I took the lotion from my desk and lubed her asshole and my cock and then fucked her until I filled her ass with my seed. I kept paper towels in the office and we would both clean ourselves up and then get dressed. Coleen loved our games and she loved to act as if it were the first time each time. She would stand by my desk acting innocent and awaiting my move. I slid my hand up her leg and I felt her tremble slightly as we had played this game before and she knew where it was going. I let my hand ride about and down her stocking covered leg for a few minutes. Then I let my hand wander above her knee and past the top of her elastic top hose. Coleen shivered as my hand touched the bare skin of her thigh. I caressed both of her thighs and I could tell that she was getting hot. The back of my hand brushed against her panty covered pussy and I could feel that the panties were soaked with her excitement. Coleen moved her legs wider apart causing the skirt to tighten around her shapely ass. I rubbed her inner thighs between her legs and flicked my fingers over the material covering her vulva. Coleen jumped involuntarily when she felt my hand on her pussy. "Your panties are very wet Coleen. Would you like me to take your panties off you?" I teased her. Coleen nodded and gasped, "Yes, please take my panties off." I eased her panties down over her buttocks, past her thighs and then let them slide to her ankles. Coleen stepped out of them and I put them on my desk. I returned to fondling her ass and thighs and I soon had her squirming with desire. Coleen moved her body as if she were trying to get my hand near her pussy so I slid it between her legs and stroked the outer lips of her labia. Coleen squirmed under the touch an emitted a soft groan. I started to push Coleen's skirt up but she stopped me and then she took it off. It was a wrap around skirt and she had it off in an instant. She looked so sexy standing there leaning forward slightly on my desk. Her cute ass was framed by her thigh high hose and her short blouse ending at her waist line. She actually looked hotter by keeping the blouse on. I ran my hands all over Coleen's ass, thighs and pubes feeling her wet pussy. I slipped my finger into her vagina and then added a second one. I took some lotion from my desk and I pushed a finger between the cheeks of her ass and massaged into her nether hole. Then I fingered Coleen's ass and pussy at the same time. She was going wild with the double penetration and cried out to me. "That's it finger me, play with me. Make me cum, please make me cum," Coleen pleaded in a deep whisper. I continued to work her ass and pussy and within minutes she had her first orgasm. Coleen held onto the desk with both hands as her body jerked and spasmed with her climax. I worked my fingers in and out of her holes as she clenched and relaxed her vaginal and anal muscles tightening herself on them. I pulled my fingers from her holes and I stood up behind her. I dropped my pants and boxers to my ankles and brought my rock hard cock to her buttocks. I let it rest against the hot flesh of her ass and I leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Where do you want it first today? Do you want it in your ass or do you want me to fuck your pussy first?" I teased her and then licked her ear. "Fuck my pussy first and then my ass. I want you to cum in my ass," Coleen murmured. I then eased my cock into her pussy and fucked her from behind until Coleen orgasmed once again. Then I moved my cock to her ass and fucked her for a short time before I unloaded my semen in her anal canal. Coleen looked so hot leaning over the desk with my cock sliding in and out of her asshole that I just couldn't prolong my ejaculation any longer. I leaned over her and she milked my cock dry until it softened and popped out of her ass. Our sexual encounters in the office usually ended up the same way, with me cumming in Coleen's ass but only after she had cum herself two or three times. Coleen would surprise me from time to time. One day she leaned over the desk and as I ran my hands up her legs I discovered that she had already removed her panties. Another time she just walked in and immediately took off her skirt and panties. Without her skirt and panties she looked very hot in just her hose and blouse. There seemed to be no end to her creativity and willingness to try new things. However she never showed interest in adding another person to our encounters. OUR FIRST WEEKEND TOGETHER Marty drew the weekend international duty and she would be gone from Friday through Monday. She was home all that week so I had to cool it with Coleen in the office so that I could perform for Marty. In didn't stop Coleen and I from having sex but I was careful not to cum. At home each evening I was ready to blow my load and Marty was happy to accommodate me. She didn't know what got into me but Monday through Thursday evenings I fucked her brains out and came in buckets. Each morning before work I gave her a ride with my morning piss hard-on. Marty was worn out by the time she left for the airport on Friday. I had arranged for Coleen and me to spend a weekend at a nearby resort that offered many amenities including a casino. We checked in on Friday evening and stayed three nights. We brought work clothes with us for Monday as we planned to go to work right from the resort. The resort had a huge swimming pool with a swim up bar, a spa, golf course, nightly entertainment and the casino. We checked in and were shown to our room. We both unpacked and then I stripped down to my underwear. I assumed that we would shower and then go to dinner. Coleen smiled and grabbed my cock through my boxers, "Ready?" she teased. "You know I am," I replied as I grabbed her ass through her slacks. "Let's fuck before we go to dinner," she said as she began to disrobe. In a matter of minutes we were both naked in bed and I was drilling her pussy. My cock was buried in her and I made sure that in stayed in contact with her clit. Coleen orgasmed quickly but we kept right on fucking as I knew that she would cum at least once more. She wrapped her legs and arms around me and held me tight as she humped my cock. Then she exploded with another orgasm and it was intense. She cried out and bit softly into my shoulder to stifle her screams. "God that was great! Did you cum?" she gasped. "No, I can wait though. Let's get some dinner and then we can play some more after we eat," I answered. "Let's have room service," she suggested. "Fine with me," I agreed. We looked over the room service menu and made our selections. Coleen then got dressed in relaxing clothes while I called in our order. We sat out on the balcony overlooking the pool. Twenty minutes later the food was delivered and we dined on the balcony. I had ordered two bottles of wine as well knowing that it would be a long evening. After we ate we relaxed on the balcony finishing the first bottle of wine. Coleen started getting frisky and she put her bare foot in my lap. Then she ran her foot over my stiffening cock as we drank our wine. I felt my cock harden under her foot but I made no moves to take the action further. "Take your cock out," she told me. I fished my cock out of my shorts and it stood up in an erect position. Coleen had slipped off her other sandal and then she placed her feet around my cock. She rubbed both feet together up and down my shaft. It was a very erotic act and I decided to let her have her fun. I felt my balls tighten as they normally did right before I ejaculated. At that very moment I decided to cum on her feet. Coleen had a very wanton look on her face as she jerked me off with her feet. She was really getting into it and I decided to surprise her with my ejaculation. Then without warning cum spurted out of my cock shot straight up and landed on her feet and shins. Coleen giggled when I came but she went right on stroking my cock with her feet. She continued to rub my shaft with her feet squeezing cum from it. Then she spoke softly, "I douched my pussy and my ass for you when I was in the bathroom." I knew exactly what she wanted without her asking, "So are you telling me that your bottom is squeaky clean and that you would like my tongue in there." "Oh yes," she said excitedly. We then left the balcony and headed to the bed stripping off our clothes. Coleen never bothered to wipe the semen from her feet. She was anxious to be rimmed again and I was ready and willing. Coleen got on the bed on all fours and wiggled her ass at me in anticipation. I got behind her and ran my hands all over her lovely buttocks and then pried them apart to expose her anus. I dipped my tongue between her cheeks and tickled her pink rosebud. I pushed my tongue into her taut anus and wondered how she could take my cock in there so easily. I licked Coleen from her anus to her pussy and she went wild. I kept that up until so orgasmed and collapsed face down on the bed. Then I began to massage her body as she recovered. I used the body lotion supplied by the hotel and covered her back and shoulders with it. Then I worked my way down to her legs and massaged her calves and the back of her thighs. Next my hands covered her curvy buttocks and I massaged those glorious globes. I lifted Coleen by her hips and she kept her head on the mattress and turned her face to the side. She had a dreamy look on her face as I fondled her buttocks and began to finger her anus. Satisfied that she was well lubed, I eased my cock into her ass and began to fuck her slowly. I was determined to take my time and last as long as I could. I loved watching my cock slide in and out of her shapely ass and I felt as if I could last for hours. I don't know how long I fucked her in her ass but by the time I ejaculated my thighs were burning. I fired several streams into her rectum and as she always did Coleen milked my cock with her sphincter muscle. We were both exhausted so we moved into the spoon position and cuddled together. We fell asleep in that position and didn't move until morning. Then the insatiable rejuvenated Catherin was ready for morning sex. Once again I fucked her with my morning piss hard-on until she begged me to stop. Then after I relieved myself we fucked in the shower and I took her ass again. After the shower we dressed and went to the coffee shop for breakfast. After breakfast we donned our swimwear, packed a bag and headed for the swimming pool. We spent most of the day by the pool and ate lunch poolside. Later we returned to our room, showered and dressed for dinner and a show. After the show we stopped by the casino for a while and Coleen played Blackjack while I played Craps. Ironically we broke even as what she lost at the Blackjack table I won at Craps. It was near midnight when we returned to the room and we were so tired that we passed on sex until morning. We spent most of Sunday morning in bed. The day started off with me fucking her into submission with my morning piss hard-on. Coleen had begun to love that ritual. This time I was trying to survive the morning as she rode my piss hard-on. She was determined to orgasm as many times as she could that morning until she could not cum anymore. "Don't pee in me," she teased as she rode my shaft like a woman possessed. "Don't worry, that is not a possibility," I answered remembering how difficult it was to pee with an erection. I knew that my cock would stay hard as long as Coleen rode me and that I would not accidentally pee in her pussy. She rode me hard and at times I thought that my bladder would burst but it held out. Finally after a number of mild orgasms she climaxed and collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her body and held her tight as she bucked and screamed. Coleen was always vocal when she orgasmed and often she would cum so hard that it was scary. I had gotten used to her orgasmic behavior and I loved to make her cum as much as I could. After a few minutes she rolled off of me and flopped over on her back. "That was marvelous. We will have to figure out a way to have more morning sex from now on," she sighed. I rolled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom with my erect cock pointing the way. I stood over the toilet and tried to aim so that when I finally urinated that I would not miss the toilet. It took several painful minutes for my erection to soften enough so that I could pee and then finally success. It seemed like I peed for at least two minutes and the pressure was extreme. Then I washed my hands and my penis before returning to the bedroom. Coleen was waiting for me on all fours with her ass well lubed. I got to my knees behind Coleen and kneaded her gorgeous ass cheeks. I began to kiss her cheeks and run my tongue lightly in the crack of her ass. Coleen wiggled her ass feeling very wicked as I tongued and kissed her cheeks and got close to her nether hole. I lifted Coleen by her hips so that her ass was perched in the air. Coleen's head was still on the bed and she turned it to one side and let out a gasp as my tongue licked close to her asshole. I ran my tongue from her pussy to her ass causing Coleen to tingle in anticipation of what might be next. I spread her ass cheeks with my hands and dipped my tongue into the crack locating her nether hole. My tongue slowly circled her anus and she flinched at the contact. I pushed my tongue as far as I could into her asshole and I found myself needing to fuck her up the ass. I continued to ass fuck her with my tongue and she was at my mercy. Her desire grew as I worked her to the point that she really wanted more in her ass. Coleen arched her back and pointed her beautiful ass back at me. I coated her asshole with a generous amount of cream and slid my thick finger into her hole. I took my time preparing her ass relishing every moment. I coated my entire cock with the cream and placed the head at the entrance to her anus. I pushed forward and the thick cock head squeezed into her tight asshole. Coleen winched in response as her asshole was stretched wide and she gasped, "Go slow. I love it when you go slowly." I withdrew my cock head and pushed it back in this time causing more pleasure than pain. I pushed until a couple of inches were in Coleen's ass. I could feel her sphincter muscle surrounding the first 2-3 inches of my cock. Coleen relaxed and felt more of my cock slide into her asshole. She grunted out loud as she felt fuller and a wave of pleasure passed through her body. I kept feeding more and more of my cock into her ass. "Oh my God, you feel so good, I feel so full," cried out Coleen, "Uh, uh, uh oh yes, it's so good," she cried out. I reached around and played with Coleen's clit as I pounded her ass. Her pussy and asshole were on fire as my big cock reached the sensitive areas in her passage. Coleen was on the brink of another huge orgasm as I methodically fucked her in her tight anus with my sizeable cock. I loved watching my big cock slide out of her shapely ass and plunge back in as my hips slapped against her curvy ass cheeks causing them to jiggle with each thrust. I loved watching her ass impaled on my cock. Coleen looked so submissive and vulnerable on all fours as my cock filled her asshole. Her orgasm surged within her as I fucked her ass harder and faster. I loved fucking a beautiful ass and Coleen's was the best I ever had. As Coleen had a string of orgasms her entire body went into spasm. Her pussy convulsed and clamped around my fingers coating them with her cunt juice. Coleen's asshole pulsated as I drove my big cock in and out of it. Her ass involuntarily squeezed and released my huge member as I fucked it causing me to finally lose it. I slid my pecker deep into her rectum as my cock spasmed and sent a thick stream of hot cum into her channel. I kept fucking her as semen was fired into her ass and my cock kept twitching and spurting inside the impaled Coleen. Coleen was so full of cum and there was no where for it to go as it was blocked by my swollen cock buried in her ass. I slowed my pace and eventually stopped, allowing my cock to remain buried in Coleen's ass. I did not go soft right away and I gently moved my hips pushing cum around in her ass. Some of it trickled out and ran down over her pussy lips. We eventually separated, showered, dressed in our swim wear and headed for the pool. At the pool we ate lunch and spent the day, sunning, reading and swimming. That evening we ate dinner and took in another show but passed on the casino. It was our last night at the resort and we wanted to have sex again before we retired. Once in bed we made slow passionate love and Coleen had multiple orgasms before we rolled to our sides and I entered her ass in the spoon position. I fucked her slowly as I was in no rush to cum. My left arm was under her body and I fondled her breast and toyed with her nipple. My right hand stroked her clit lightly as I moved my cock steadily and slowly in her ass. We fucked in the position for at least 30 minutes and then I came in her marvelous ass once again. We stayed in the spoon position with my cock still in her ass when we fell asleep. I didn't even remember my cock slipping from her asshole. The next morning we were all business as we showered, dressed, packed, ate breakfast and checked out of the hotel. I drove to the office with Coleen and we left her luggage in my car. That day we passed on sex in the office but when I drove her home that evening I got one of her signature blow jobs. "That's for a great weekend," she said after swallowing my load. I dropped her off at her place and got her luggage out of the trunk. Then I drove back to my place knowing that Marty would be home in a few hours. EPILOGUE Marty continued with the weekend flights for a few months and each weekend she was gone, Coleen and I spent the weekend together. We moved around to different hotels and even spent a few weekends in the city. Coleen and I continued to have sex in the office but it was more for her than me as I had to save myself for Marty in the evenings. Then one day I learned that I wasn't the only one having a full weekend of sex. Marty told me one evening that she had been seeing a Frenchman in Paris and they had been having sex every weekend. She told me that she was moving to Paris for awhile. She would be living with her lover and she would she where things went. Apparently she could keep her job and be based in Paris. I wished her well and told her that she was always welcome at my place. I never told Marty about Coleen but I suspected she knew that I was getting my share of pussy when she traveled. A Very Personal Assistant I told Coleen about Marty's decision and she was thrilled as we could have weekends together. Coleen and I continued to have sex in the office and on the weekends. We had discussed her moving in with me but then we decided that it would take the excitement out of our office sex and it would be a problem if people at work learned we were living together. We did catch a break though as Coleen's sister took a job on the west coast and Coleen kept the apartment. I paid for her sister's share as it was less expensive than weekend hotel stays. Instead of going away for weekends, I would spend them at Coleen's place. We still had our office sex as we found that to be the most exciting. Maybe it was the possibility of getting caught or maybe it was just that there were hundreds of people in the building. I never tired of having her bend over and pulling her panties down to unveil her incredible ass. Of course I could never get enough of anal sex with Coleen and she loved every minute of it. Our affair continued for four years until I was offered a big job in New York. I wanted Coleen to follow me to the city but she elected to stay in the Midwest. She did visit me a few times but then one day she told me she was getting married. I wished her well. In spite of all the great looking ladies in Manhattan, I always remembered the exciting sex with Coleen. A Very Personal Assistant Ch. 02 Victoria Anderson had worked as Walter Spackman's personal assistant for just short of a month, but she was by far the best thing that had ever happened to the 67 year old businessman. It had taken a little convincing, but he'd now trained her to be a 'full-service PA' as he liked to call it. Whenever the horny old businessman was stressed, his stacked assistant was always willing to provide manual, oral or even vaginal stress-relief. At that particular moment, the beautiful blonde twenty three year old was bent over the edge of Walter's desk, completely bottomless. Her short grey skirt and pink g-string panties were crumpled in a heap on the far side of the office and standing behind the buxom personal assistant was her boss, Walter Spackman. Walter's cock was buried to the hilt in her deliciously tight snatch and his hands were tightly gripping the blonde's shapely hips as he fucked her. "That's it Victoria, take my cock!" grunted Walter as he humped against his gorgeous assistant's posterior. Each hard thrust of his pelvis caused his hips to slap loudly against her lovely round ass and his cock to surge deep inside her tight, clutching pussy. Having ready access to the rather gullible young blonde's delightful orifices was a dream come true for old Walter. Victoria was the most beautiful woman that Walter had ever seen. She had long, peroxide-blonde hair, enormous breasts and a nicely toned, hourglass shaped figure that nearly caused him to physically drool whenever he stared too long at her. On top of all that, she was incredibly naïve and not very smart. A perfect combination for Walter's lewd manipulations. At first, her stress relief duties had been rather minor; Walter simply substituting his trusty old stress ball for Victoria's magnificent round breasts. But with a few clever lies and manipulations, things had quickly escalated to handjobs, then blowjobs, and eventually full sex. These days, Victoria spent more time sucking and fucking than she did typing and filing. "Oh Mr Spackman!" groaned Victoria, her curvy body getting shunted and shoved against the desk as her boss vigorously slammed his stiff prick into her. He was evidently highly stressed today. As Walter's thrusts became more and more frantic, Victoria sensed that the old businessman was almost ready to cum. She briefly wondered if he'd pull out and stick his cock in her mouth and have her swallow his load, or if he'd squirt in her pussy today. At Walter's suggestion, they'd been trying to cut back on the blowjobs, Victoria's husband had been complaining about her breath recently, but despite her best efforts, Victoria regularly found herself with Walter's insistent penis buried deep in her gob. "Oh, fuck yeah!" grunted Walter, his hard erection pistoning in and out of his secretary's cunt. Walter gave a sudden gasp and Victoria felt him tense, his rapid thrusting suddenly halting, his cock buried deep inside her. He gave a small strangled grunt and Victoria assumed that meant he'd chosen her pussy to unload in, but he wasn't his usual vocal self. Then there was a strange gasp and Victoria suddenly felt the crushing weight of Walter slumping down on top of her back, pinning her to the desk. "Mr Spackman?" she asked uncertainly. There was no reply. Walter's cock was still buried in Victoria's twat and he still felt hard as a rock. "Are you okay Mr Spackman?" "Call..." gasped Walter, his voice sounding exceedingly strained, "9...1...1..." With that he gave a strange gurgle and passed out. *** The next morning Victoria arrived at work feeling rather guilty. It turned out that Walter hadn't died, as she'd initially feared after squirming out from underneath him, but he had suffered a fairly bad heart attack. Victoria had called an ambulance and then quickly got dressed again before it arrived. Even going so far as to tuck away Walter's cock and refasten his trousers. She'd been called by head office that morning and told Walter was expected to be in hospital for at least three weeks and that they'd send in a replacement manager to look after things while he was recuperating. Victoria, of course, felt horrible about the whole situation. It wasn't the fact that Walter had suffered his attack while he was fucking her, but more that she was clearly not doing a very good job relieving the poor man's stress. For him to have such a bad heart attack meant that he was clearly still stressed, despite her best efforts. Victoria had to admit to herself that on some occasions, usually when Walter called on her several times in one day and her pussy or jaw was particularly sore or tired, she hadn't truly put her heart into her duties. She promised herself that she'd do a lot better if she got another chance. The busty blonde secretary arrived nice and early to make sure that everything would be ready for her new manager. She gave the office a quick tidy and ensured that all her filing was up to date so that she could divert her full attention on whatever duties the new boss would give her. With all the cock sucking she'd been doing over the past few weeks she was a little behind on her filing. At about 10am Bernard Beazley; Victoria's new manager, arrived. Bernard was actually a lot younger than Victoria had expected, he looked to be in his early thirties, quite a change after having 67 year old Walter Spackman. According to the man from head office that had rung Victoria, Bernard was from the company's audit department and he certainly looked the part. Bernard was meek and rather timid looking, and his hair was already thinning despite his young age. He was dressed in a very smart three piece suit and was wearing thin rimmed spectacles, and despite the glasses thick lenses he still squinted a little as he peered at her. "You must be Mr Beazley," said Victoria as the mild mannered auditor entered the office. "I'm Victoria Anderson, Mr Spackman's personal assistant." "G...Good morning Miss Anderson," stammered Bernard as he shook the lovely young woman's hand. He was clearly surprised at the sight of the gorgeously sexy blonde greeting him. Victoria had dressed her best to impress her new boss. She was wearing a black silk blouse that was stretched taut across her generous bosom and tapered in to her waist, clinging to her sensational curves. The matching black skirt she wore was very short and fit to her hips, thighs and peachy ass almost like a second skin. Beneath the skirt she was wearing sexy black tights and tall high heeled shoes that accentuated her long, sleek legs. Victoria looked incredibly sexy, but at the same time very professional, and Bernard was having great difficultly taking his eyes off her. Presumably there weren't a lot of women, or at least young and attractive women, in the audit department. "Mr Spackman's...er, I mean your office is right this way," said Victoria as she led the nervous accountant to his new office. Following along behind the gorgeous young PA, Bernard was a bundle of nerves. His composure had been completely blown by the sight of the voluptuous blonde, and as he followed her to his office, he was unable to stop staring at her sexy round ass, swaying seductively inside her short skirt as she walked. "Yes," he coughed nervously. "Thank you Miss Anderson." Bernard gaze slid over the ample globes of Victoria's chest as she turned to face him again and he had to struggle to retain his professionalism and tear his eyes away. "If you give me a few minutes to settle in, I'll be with you shortly to discuss how things will work for the next few weeks, until Mr Spackman is well enough to return. Terrible news to hear of his heart attack." Victoria blushed, unable to ignore the guilt she was feeling. "Yes, terrible news," she agreed. With that Bernard gave a curt nod and shut the office door, leaving a slightly surprised Victoria to return to her desk in the reception area. "Fucking hell she's gorgeous," Bernard muttered under his breath, giving his suddenly stiff crotch a rub through his suit pants. Even though he was thirty two, Bernard didn't have much experience with women, especially any as sexy as Victoria. Bernard gave the hard bulge of his crotch a squeeze. He couldn't be certain, but he was pretty sure he'd seen the slight jut of her nipples through her silk blouse. Was she wearing a bra? The thought was too mind boggling to ponder on for long however. He had work to do. *** In fact it wasn't until almost 4 o'clock that Bernard emerged from behind the closed door of his office to speak with Victoria. The very first thing that Victoria noticed was that in Bernard's right hand was a rather familiar looking blue rubber stress-ball. Victoria frowned slightly at the sight of Walter's old stress-ball. "Ah, where did you find that?" she asked. Bernard frowned, looking down at the ball almost as if he'd forgotten he'd been holding it. He gave it a squeeze. "Oh, this? It was in Walter's top drawer. I kind of like it, it's soothing." "Oh, I see," croaked Victoria. She was sure that Walter had said he'd lost that thing. On the plus side it meant that she'd be saved the embarrassment of Bernard using her boobs instead, she'd always felt a little awkward when Walter had used them as a replacement for the stress-ball. "Anyway," continued Bernard. "I know it's getting late but I thought we'd better discuss how things work around here. What are your usual duties?" Victoria blushed. She wasn't quite sure how much she should tell Bernard. Walter's demands were perhaps a little...unusual. "Um, mostly filing and typing," she eventually replied. "And a little dictation. Anything you need really." Bernard nodded. "Very good. And is there anything scheduled for tomorrow I need to be aware of?" Victoria thought for a moment. "Um, Mr Spackman usually takes a conference call on Wednesday mornings." Bernard frowned. "Really? I'm not aware of any conference calls. Oh well, never mind, we can sort that out tomorrow. I need to head home so I'll see you in the morning." He grabbed a breath mint from the small bowl on the edge of Victoria's desk and popped it in his mouth. "Goodnight Mr Beazley," said Victoria as her new boss left the office. It actually felt kind of strange to be finished for the day. Her first day without Walter Spackman. It almost felt like she had'nt done any work today, despite all the filing she'd put away that morning. She hadn't once sucked or stroked or even seen a penis the entire day. It just felt... peculiar. *** The next morning Victoria once again arrived looking her best. She was more determined than ever to make a good impression on Bernard after their somewhat awkward first day together. She was wearing a tight fitting white top that accentuated the impressive thrust of her sizeable bust and a short beige skirt that was slit up one side displaying a good expanse of her tanned thigh. Although Walter obviously wouldn't be around to play with her tits, she still wore no bra out of habit, and her hard nipples were clearly discernable through the thin material of her top. Once again Bernard was stopped in his tracks at the sight of her. "Um, Victoria..." he eventually managed to squeak as he tore his eyes away from her chest. "Yes Mr Beazley?" "Er, this is rather awkward, but I must ask...are you wearing a brassiere?" he stammered a little as he got the question out. Victoria gasped in surprise and unconsciously cupped her hands over her ample breasts, covering the points of her nipples. "Oh. No I'm not. Mr Spackman said I wasn't to wear one." Victoria blushed at her own admission and wondered if perhaps it was a mistake to tell her new boss about Mr Spackman's request. Bernard frowned, his eyebrows lifting in surprise. "Um, well..." he swallowed, staring at Victoria's hands as they cupped her own breasts through the tight white top she had on. He couldn't help but note how small her hands looked against the ampleness of her bosom, or perhaps that should be how big her tits looked... Bernard stammered a little more and he was starting to join Victoria in her blushing. "Well that's not the case," he managed to say at last. "You should definitely wear a brassiere to work. It's...um... more professional." With that Bernard hurried to his office and shut the door, leaving Victoria alone in the reception area once again. Victoria took a deep breath and dropped her hands away from her chest. Things were not going well with Mr Beazley, she decided in discomfort. He was very different to Mr Spackman. There was definitely an awkwardness or tension between the two of them and she wasn't sure what to do about it. The beautiful young personal assistant shook her head and returned to her desk. As she sat down she realised that she didn't really have any work to do. In all honesty most of her job had involved helping Mr Spackman remain calm and stress-free. Mr Beazley didn't seem to require her in that capacity and so she seemed to have a lot of free time on her hands. Victoria sighed again and reached into her top drawer for her nail file. It was going to be a long day. It took a good hour to get her nails perfected and then Victoria decided she should probably actually do some work. Of course she didn't really have anything that needed doing, this business of having a self sufficient boss actually made her a little nervous about her job. Would Bernard fire her if she wasn't needed anymore? Surely he'd have to wait for Mr Spackman to return first? Victoria stood up and walked over to the filing cabinet, deciding that she should probably check to make sure the filing she did yesterday was done correctly. It wouldn't look good if Mr Beazley found any mistakes in her work. As she pulled open the drawer and bent at the waist to check the alphabetization of the files Mr Beazley opened his office door. Bernard gave a small whimper at the sight that greeted him. Bent at the waist with her back to him, Victoria's flawless round ass was thrust straight at Bernard. Her short beige skirt was stretched taut across her round, peachy buttocks, and from the back her legs looked even longer and sexier than normal. Bernard chewed on his lower lip as he hesitated at his office doorway, staring intently at his PA's gloriously firm looking ass. He was sooo tempted to grab or hump those magnificent buttocks, but of course that would be completely unprofessional, not to mention illegal and against the company's sexual harassment policy. Eventually Bernard snapped out of his daze and got Victoria's attention by nervously clearing his throat. "Oh, I didn't see you there Mr Beazley," said Victoria as she straightened up and turned to face him. "Ah yes..." he stammered. "I, um, I just wondered if you had some time to do some dictation and typing for me." "Of course," agreed Victoria earnestly, pleased that he finally needed her for something. "I'll just grab my pad and pen." They both moved back to Bernard's office, Victoria pulling up a chair so that she was sitting right beside Bernard as he dictated a business letter to her. Having her sit so close to him made Bernard rather nervous, and he couldn't help but admire her nicely tanned and perfectly toned thighs as she crossed her long legs, her short skirt riding up even higher on her smooth thighs. Bernard stammered his way through the letter, frequently shifting uncomfortably in his chair and the whole process took about twice as long as it should have. At one point Victoria uncrossed and re-crossed her long, sexy legs, causing Bernard's tone to rise into a nervous squeak for a sentence or two. As Victoria sat next to Bernard, diligently writing down every word he said, she glanced down out of the corner of her eye at his lap. To her surprise his suit pants were slightly tented. There was clearly a bulge in his crotch. Victoria bit her lip and held her breath a moment as she tried to decide what she should do. If it had been Walter Spackman she would have immediately offered to relieve him. Actually, if he'd been Walter he would probably already have his dick in her pretty little mouth, but she wasn't sure what Bernard would want. Would he be offended if she offered him a blowjob or maybe even a quick handjob? Victoria definitely didn't want to do the wrong thing here and get herself fired. But surely, as Mr Spackman had told her on numerous occasions, it was her job to relieve her boss's stress. Right? Bernard suddenly crossed his legs, covering up the bulge in his crotch. Victoria glanced up at his face and saw him looking at her, his cheeks red. He'd caught her staring at his dick! Victoria swallowed in embarrassment and hurriedly returned her attention to her notes. "Okay, that's it," said Bernard, finishing his letter. "Can you type that up before the end of the day please." "Yes, Mr Beazley," replied Victoria obediently. She hesitated a moment, still undecided on whether she should offer to help her new manager deal with his obviously uncomfortable erection. "Um... Mr Beazley?" "Yes Victoria?" "Would you..." she paused a moment, glancing down at his crotch. "Would you like me to..." "Um, I need to get back to work Victoria," Bernard hurriedly cut in, interrupting her. "Sorry, I'll get onto this letter," Victoria quickly replied before standing up to leave, her courage rapidly deserting her. Had he guessed what she was going to say? Did he not want her help? Things were so confusing for the busty young PA. At least with Mr Spackman she'd been left with no doubt in what he wanted from her. Her mind still filled with doubts and questions, Victoria hurriedly left Bernard's office and returned to her desk. It's only for a few weeks, she reminded herself. Mr Spackman will be back before she knew it and things would return to normal. For most of the rest of the day Bernard did his best to avoid Victoria, pretty much locking himself in his office the entire afternoon. Victoria was still very unsure of herself and her future, but resolved to make a bigger effort to impress Mr Beazley to ensure her job was safe. Even though she had hardly any work on, Victoria made sure she stayed later than Mr Beazley, just so that she looked good. It was almost 6:30 when Bernard finally emerged from his office. "Oh, Victoria? You're still here. I thought you'd be long gone by now," said the rather startled looking young auditor. "Just finishing a few things up Mr Beazley," replied Victoria, feeling rather pleased with herself for staying late and giving the appearance of being hard working. "Well, I'll see you in the morning," said Bernard, heading for the door. "Good job today Mr Beazley," said Victoria, reaching out and lightly patting her boss's bottom as he walked past. Bernard froze in shock at the touch of her hand on his ass. At his reaction Victoria's heart lurched. Had she stuffed things up again? She was just trying to remember the things that Mr Spackman had taught her. "Just a pat for a job well done...like a sports team," she added lamely. "Oh. Thank you Victoria," said Bernard slowly, without turning. He straightened his tie and then strode out of the office, not looking back once. Victoria let out a long sigh of relief. What a day. The busty blonde almost jumped out of her skin when the phone on her desk started ringing. "Hello, Walter Spack...er I mean Bernard Beazley's office, how can I help?" she said into the phone. "Victoria? Good, you're still at the office, it's Walter here," said the voice on the other end. "Mr Spackman?" she said in surprise. After all the uncertainty around her relationship with Bernard, it was a relief to hear from her old boss. "Yes, it's me. Victoria I need you to be a dear and stop by the hospital on your way home," Walter told her. A Very Personal Assistant Ch. 02 "Of course," agreed Victoria. "Excellent. I'll see you in about half an hour then." Victoria agreed and then hung up the phone. Perhaps Mr Spackman would be able to give her some advice on where she might be going wrong with Mr Beazley. Feeling upbeat after talking to Walter, Victoria drove directly to the hospital eager to see the old fellow, only stopping briefly to get a small bunch of flowers for her recuperating manager. Even though it had only been a couple of days, it felt like an eternity since she'd seen Mr Spackman. Despite his recent cardiac arrest, Walter was looking in good spirits. He was sitting up in his hospital bed with a big stack of pillows behind his head. They spoke for about twenty minutes about Walter's health, about his replacement Bernard and about life in the hospital. Walter seemed to be quite pleased that one of his nurses was a rather pretty redhead and that he was hoping to get a sponge bath from her in the near future. It was just as Victoria was getting ready to leave that Walter had one last request for her. "Oh, Victoria, before you leave I was hoping you could help me out with something?" "Sure Mr Spackman, what do you need?" replied the obliging young blonde. "Well, as you probably know my heart attack was caused by high stress levels," he told her. "The doctors told me I need to do everything I can to stay relaxed and keep my blood pressure low." "Of course, how can I help?" asked Victoria. "Well, I was hoping that you could come by the hospital every evening after work and help my with any...tensions I have." "Okay. What did you have in mind?' asked Victoria, eager to make up for her earlier mistakes that had got Walter into this mess in the first place. "I need you to give me a quick BJ," explained Walter. Victoria glanced around the ward, there were a couple of other patients in beds in the large room. "Of course I'll suck it for you Mr Spackman," she agreed in a hushed tone. "But where can we do it?" "Oh don't worry about them," replied Walter, waving away her privacy concerns. "Just pull the curtain around the bed." "Oh," replied Victoria, glancing uncertainly up at the circular curtain rail that trailed around Walter's hospital bed. It didn't look very private to her, but she could hardly refuse her clearly unwell boss. Reluctantly Victoria grabbed the curtain and pulled it closed around the bed, hiding her and Walter from sight. She did notice that the curtain didn't fall all the way to the floor and anyone else in the room would be able to see her from the knee down, but at least they wouldn't be able to see what her mouth was doing she assured herself. The stacked blonde moved around to the side of the bed as Walter pulled aside the covers, revealing his bare old legs and a rather unflattering hospital issued nightshirt. Smiling up warmly at her boss, Victoria leant over him and pulled up the hem of his bed clothing, revealing his flaccid penis and hairy old testicles. This was more familiar territory for the gorgeous PA. "I've definitely missed your mouth Victoria," Walter told her as his hand slid up the back of her right thigh, up past the side-slit of her skirt, sliding across the smooth soft flesh until he cupped her warm, round buttock in his palm. He gave her ass a firm squeeze as she dipped her head down into his lap. Victoria curled the tip of her agile tongue around the end of Walter's old penis and slurped it into her warm, wet mouth. Walter gave a loud moan and squeezed harder on her ass as Victoria's cheeks hollowed and she sucked noisily on his squidgy member. "Ah, that's it!" moaned Walter happily as Victoria nursed tenderly on his gradually thickening cock. Her soft lips formed a firm seal around the base of his shaft, his entire manhood enveloped inside her mouth as she slurped vigorously on him, using her tongue to massage his growing penis. The accommodating blonde started to bob her head over Walter's lap as his cock grew to full erection under the tender ministrations of her tongue, lips and mouth. Walter gave another loud moan, there was no doubt the other patients in the ward could hear what was going on, but the old businessman didn't care in the slightest. "That feels great Victoria," he told her, stroking the top of her head with one hand, his other still up under the hem of her dress, kneading the firm, toned cheek of her ass. "Suck that cock!" Victoria rolled her tongue around the head of Walter's stiff cock, reaching up with one hand and stroking the base of his shaft as she sucked hard, bobbing her head over his hard-on, determined to relieve every drop of her elderly bosses stress and make sure he never had another heart attack. "That's good!" gasped Walter as the busty blonde worked her oral magic. His hand slipped out from up her skirt and reached for her tits, cupping one of the ample jugs through her white top, pleased to note that she was still following his directions and not wearing a bra. "I've missed my old stress-balls," he added, squeezing roughly at Victoria's massive melons, kneading each of them in turn through her top. Victoria continued to suck messily on Walter's trembling erection, her saliva running down the hard shaft and over his balls, giving him a nice, wet blowjob. She lifted her mouth off his cock for a moment, swiping her tongue over his hairy old balls and causing him to let out another loud groan of pleasure. Then she was back to his cock, bobbing her head faster and faster as he simultaneously squeezed her big tits through her top. Walter gave Victoria's tits one last hard squeeze and then both his hands moved to the top of her head, urging her face down harder into his lap and his cock deeper into the back of her throat. "Oh shit yeah!" grunted Walter as he started to use her mouth, pushing her down hard and fast as she sucked noisily on him. He was clearly ready to bust a nut. "Here it comes!" groaned Walter. His cock immediately exploded as he held Victoria's face down into his crotch. His hips lurched on the bed as he spurted thick, gooey ropes of jizz into his hot secretary's willing mouth. Victoria kept her lips sealed around the shaft of Walter's jerking penis, swallowing every blast of cum as it squirted across her tongue. "Oh fuck!" groaned Walter as he filled her mouth. Victoria's nostrils flared as she concentrated on breathing through her nose while swallowing her boss's sticky load. The 67 year old gave a satisfied sigh as he let go of Victoria's head and leant back against his pillows. "That hit the spot," he announced. Victoria lifted her head up out of his lap, breathing heavily. "Wow," she commented. "You obviously needed that." She told him, wiping her mouth and chin with the back of one hand. She stretched her neck from side to side, a little sore at being held down in his lap. "That was wonderful as always Victoria," Walter told her. "I'll see you again tomorrow?" "Of course Sir," she assured him as she helped him pull the covers back over himself and then opened the curtain. As she was leaving the hospital, Victoria noticed a couple of the patients giving her a few odd looks and she couldn't help but blush a little. *** The next morning Victoria arrived at work feeling a lot better about herself. Giving Walter a nice blowjob the night before had not only helped him out with his medical issues, it had also been somewhat therapeutic for Victoria as well. She felt reaffirmed in her role and was determined to make sure she demonstrated her value to Bernard today. The buxom blonde was dressed in an immaculately tailored black dress that accentuated her curvy figure and had a reasonably low cut square neckline that displayed just enough cleavage to be sexy yet professional. She wore black hold-up stockings that had a very subtle fishnet patterned texture, and her dress was short enough to display a hint of the lacy tops of her stockings when she sat down and crossed her long legs. Victoria also made sure to wear a bra today as she knew that's what Bernard wanted. She chose a lacy black push-up bra that made her cleavage even more impressive than usual. Bernard had called her first thing that morning explaining that he had to stop by head office and would be late in that morning. So when Bernard eventually arrived, Victoria was already at her desk, getting rather bored of shuffling around papers and files without any real work that needed doing. Bernard didn't head straight into his office as usual, and instead paused at Victoria's desk as she got up and bent to replace a file in the bottom drawer of the cabinet, unknowingly giving her new boss a good look at her lovely posterior as she bent low to return the file. "Um, Victoria?" said Bernard, his tone sounding even more nervous than usual. "Yes Mr Beazley?" she asked, turning to face him. "Well, I..." he stopped mid-sentence as if second guessing himself. There was a moment of uncomfortable silence. "Mr Beazley?" repeated Victoria expectantly. "Right, yes. Well, I just wanted to tell you that you're doing a good job," Bernard smiled broadly and looked expectantly back at Victoria. "Um...thanks," replied Victoria, unsure how to respond. Bernard paused and nodded, as if waiting for Victoria to say or do something further. "Mr Beazley?" Victoria said yet again. "Um, can I give you a pat?" he eventually managed to ask, his cheeks reddening. "Like a sports team?" "Of course you can," replied Victoria, inwardly she was jumping for joy, very pleased that Bernard was happy with her. Mr Beazley didn't reach around and pat her bottom though, he just stared nervously back at her. "Go ahead," urged Victoria, eager for his praise. She turned around and bent over slightly, pushing her nicely rounded ass out towards her boss. The material of her black dress stretched taut across her flawless posterior. Bernard gave a small sigh as he slowly, almost gingerly reached out and placed his hand on Victoria's firm ass. It definitely wasn't a pat, he just left his hand there, cupping the round globe of Victoria's left buttock. Victoria glanced over her shoulder at Bernard, but he was staring down at his hand as if it was the most amazing thing he'd ever laid eyes upon. Bernard gave a small whimper. His hand still wasn't patting. It was merely holding Victoria's buttock, not even squeezing or stroking the firm globe. Victoria was also frozen, she was not sure what to do. He wasn't patting her the way she'd expected, or even copping a feel like Mr Spackman tended to do. "Are you okay Mr Beazley?" she asked cautiously. "Oh, ah...Yes!" he snatched his hand away. "Yes. Very good job Victoria." With that Bernard spun around and almost ran over to his office, disappearing quickly inside and pulling the door shut behind him. Victoria was left, still bent over, feeling surprised and a little weirded out by the whole situation. She wasn't quite sure if she was making progress with her new boss or not. Victoria gave a sigh of her own and was just about to get back to her work when she saw that Bernard had left his briefcase on the floor by her desk in his rush to get back to his office. Smiling indulgently at Bernard's absentmindedness, Victoria picked up the briefcase and took it into Bernard's office for him. As she pushed open the office door she was met by a startling sight. Leaning against the side of the desk was Mr Beazley. He had one hand resting on the edge of the desk, and in his other hand was his prick. His pants were unzipped and he was hurriedly stroking himself, his cock fully erect in his fist. On the floor in front of him was his small bin. The same bin that Walter had once used to piss in during an important conference call (with Victoria's assistance). "Oh my goodness, Mr Beazley?" blurted out Victoria in surprise. The sight of Bernard standing in his office beating off was the last thing she'd expected from the professional young man. "Oh shit!" swore Bernard, his eyes going wide at the sight of Victoria. He probably should have been scrambling to cover himself and get his hard-on tucked away, but instead the young accountant stood there frozen in fright, staring at his lovely young secretary with his hard cock in his hand, unable to move. "Oh my, Mr Beazley, are you stressed?" asked Victoria with genuine concern. She was kicking herself now. She'd suspected her new boss was stressed, but she'd been too self-conscious to ask him. And now he'd had to take matters into his own hands when he should have been using her hands, had she learnt nothing from Mr Spackman? "Ah..." Bernard seemed to abruptly snap out of his daze. He hurriedly started to stuff his erection back into his pants, struggling a little with the uncooperatively inflexible organ. "Wait!" said Victoria stepping forward. "Please Mr Beazley, I can help you out with that." "Wh...what?" gasped Bernard in surprise, stopping trying to put away his cock and staring at his busty young personal assistant in surprise. "What did you say?" Victoria swallowed. "Um, stress relief. It's part of my job." Bernard's eyes were wide, he was staring at her like she was crazy and Victoria felt her limited confidence starting to slip away. Perhaps she should leave him to it. Don't be stupid Victoria, she told herself. If you do that, you'll be out of a job, there's barely any work for you as it is. Without waiting for her stunned boss to say anything further Victoria stepped forward, quickly closing the gap between them. She reached out and gently pried Bernard's hand off his erection and took hold of it in her own soft hand. "Ah!" Bernard gave a small gasp as her cool hand closed around his cock and it lurched in her fingers. She gave it a tender squeeze and then began to move her hand, sliding it up and down on his erection. Bernard stared down as Victoria began to slowly stroke his hard cock in her soft hand. Victoria wasn't quite sure if the look on his face was amazement or horror, but he was definitely very fascinated by the sight of her small fist sliding up and down his rigid shaft. The busty blonde took the fact that he hadn't stopped her as encouragement to carry on. "That's it Mr Beazley, let me take care of this for you," said Victoria encouragingly, hoping that he wouldn't suddenly order her to stop. "Oh...Okay," murmured Bernard his voice cracking slightly. He gaze slipped up to Victoria's cleavage, staring at the uncovered upper swells of her ample breasts and the way the flesh jiggled slightly as her fist pumped on his penis. "That's it," whispered Victoria, her hand a blur over her boss's cock. "Just relax and let me get rid of this stiffy for you." Bernard moaned as Victoria reached out with her other hand and gently stroked the tight sack of his testicles, running her fingertips over the two swollen balls and the inside of thighs. "That's it Mr Beazley," she murmured. "Come for me." They stood there for about a minute, Victoria vigorously stroking her new manager's cock in her soft hand, the squelching sound of her pumping hand on his erection the only noise in the office. As she worked his prick, he made stranger and stranger faces, clearly enjoying her touch. "If you want, I could put it in my mouth and suck it," Victoria whispered; her voice husky. "Huh?" Bernard looked up at Victoria in surprise at her offer, then he suddenly let out a long groan and his cock lurched in his PA's hand. Victoria gasped as she felt his cock flex and a thick spurt of cum burst from the tip, splashing against the front of her dress. Bernard gave a moan and his knee's sagged a little, his weight leaning back against the edge of his desk as a second heavy splatter of jizz shot from the tip of his dick. Victoria kept her hand moving on Bernard cock as more cum squirted from his penis. Her dress was already ruined so she decided to keep going and not interrupt her boss's orgasm by moving out of range. "Oh Victoria!" gasped Bernard as she squeezed his pulsing cock. The third spurt was a little smaller, mostly splashing over Victoria's wrist as she milked the semen from his dick. "There you go Mr Beazley," said Victoria, her voice soothing as she slowed the pace of her hand on his throbbing penis, a few more drops of cum oozing from the tip as she gently wanked him. Bernard was breathing heavily, staring at Victoria's hand as his spent dick began to gradually soften in her grasp. He glanced at the front of her dress so see the stain, substantial drops of his cum dribbling down towards the hem. "Oh, your dress, I..." "Shhh," Victoria silenced him. "Don't worry about it. I'm happy to be of service. It's my job to help relieve your stress. I'll clean that up no problem." "Oh," Bernard swallowed. "Thank you Victoria." The busty blonde gave Bernard's penis one last affectionate squeeze and then she let go. The tip of his cock was still sticky with his sperm. "Would you like me to..." she gestured at his messy dick and licked her upper lip with the tip of her tongue. "No, you go get cleaned up," said Bernard hurriedly. He looked embarrassed again now. Bernard's expression had suddenly gone from post-orgasmic bliss to worry and Victoria wondered if she'd done something wrong. She was sure he'd enjoyed that handjob. What had upset him? "Okay Mr Beazley," she said, leaving him to clean himself up. She was careful not to use her cum-covered hand to close his office door behind her. The buxom secretary went to the bathroom and washed her hand and dress as best she could, but there was still an ugly milky smear over the front of her dress, despite her best efforts. She considered asking Mr Beazley if she could go home to change, but with the way he'd dismissed her from his office following the handjob she figured he was angry or upset with what she'd done. After all, she'd offered to lick his cock clean and he'd refused. At least that's what she thought had happened. Instead, they spent the rest of the day avoiding each other. Much like yesterday, Mr Beazley locked himself in his office and didn't come out once to speak with Victoria. The pretty twenty three year old got more and more anxious as the day went on and she was half expecting Bernard to come out and tell her she was fired. At exactly five o'clock Victoria left, she was desperate to get out of there and didn't want to talk to Mr Beazley again, just in case her worst fears were realised. As promised, on her way home she stopped in at the hospital to visit Mr Spackamn. Before heading up to his ward she ducked into the bathroom and took off her bra, stuffing it in her purse. After all, although Mr Beazley liked her to have a bra on, Mr Spackman wanted her boobs braless. While Victoria was quite keen to discuss her strange relationship with Mr Beazley, her new temporary boss, Mr Spackman seemed only interested in getting a blowjob. Even as Victoria was starting to explain her situation to Mr Spackman, he was dragged her head down into his lap and stuffing his cock into her mouth, interrupting her narrative. Victoria's was talking right up until the point of impalement, trying to explain her new boss's awkwardness as her old boss's cock pushed between her still moving lips. She gagged a little at Walter Spackman's crude intrusion, but then obligingly let him make thorough use of her talented mouth. After about ten minutes he eventually spurted, and she politely swallowed down his sticky load. "Thank you Victoria," said Walter as she licked him clean. "You know, if you're really so concerned about this Beazley fellow, you should just give him a blowjob, you've got the best mouth in the world." "A blowjob?" asked Victoria as she finished tonguing Walter's cock and pulled the bedcovers back over him. A Very Personal Assistant Ch. 02 "Yeah. Trust me, one go in your mouth and he'll be calling you the employee of the month." "Hmm, okay Mr Spackman, thanks for the advice," replied Victoria tentatively. "I'm feeling a little tired now so I think I'll have a nap. Perhaps tomorrow we'll try using your pussy if I've got the strength for it." And with that, she was dismissed. *** Once again, Victoria arrived at work on Friday morning feeling rather uncertain about her future and Mr Beazley's thoughts and opinions of her. She was dressed in a relatively short grey skirt that was slit up both sides, revealing a considerable amount of her sleek, stocking-clad thighs as she walked, the lacy tops of her flesh toned hold-up stockings visible when she crossed her long legs and the slit fell open. She also wore a bright pink blouse that seemed to struggle to contain her ample bosom, the top couple of buttons left undone and her deep cleavage left on show just in case Mr Beazley wanted to look. The outfit was completed by a pair of sexy high heeled black shoes that made her slender legs look amazing. As soon as she arrived Mr Beazley called her into his office. "We need to talk about what happened yesterday," explained Bernard. "Please, take a seat." Victoria's heart sank as she sat down in the chair opposite Mr Beazley and crossed her legs, giving him a perfect view of her flawless thighs as her skirt rode up almost scandalously high. It was completely unintentional however, Victoria was sure she was about to be fired for not doing a good job, modesty was the last thing on her mind. Bernard cleared his throat, he looked noticeably uneasy. "Well, I'd like to begin by apologising." "Apologising?" repeated Victoria in surprise. She'd hadn't expect that. Bernard nodded. "That's right. My behaviour yesterday was completely unacceptable." Victoria frowned. She was more confused than ever, but she had a vague notion that she wasn't going be fired after all. Bernard continued. "Sexual harassment is completely unacceptable under company policy, what I did was wrong and I hope that I didn't cause you any harm or discomfort." "Wait, Mr Beazley. Are we talking about yesterday, when I...helped you out to relax?" asked Victoria. Bernard squirmed a little in his chair, looking guilty as sin. "Yes, I'm so sorry Victoria. I don't know what came over me." Victoria shook her head, still a little confused at what Bernard was trying to get at. "It's okay Mr Beazley, I don't mind that you didn't want me to clean you up with my tongue." Now it was Bernard's turn to look confused. "What? No, it's not that. I would have loved for you...wait, no. That would have been wrong. I'm talking about the way I made you...touch me." Victoria smiled. "I was happy to be of service Mr Beazley. It's my job to help relieve your stress." "No Victoria, you don't have to..." Bernard winced and rubbed his forehead as if he was under huge amounts of stress again. Victoria bit her lower lip anxiously. It was obvious she did a terrible job with her hand yesterday if he was already so wound up again. Perhaps she should follow Walter's advice and give Bernard a nice sloppy blowjob, but she wasn't sure how best to suggest it. "Look, Victoria, I think you've been doing a good job," Bernard cringed slightly as he said the last two words. "A good job?" repeated Victoria, snapping out of her thoughts of sucking her boss's cock, and relieved to hear she wasn't getting fired. "Would you like to pat me?" she asked without thinking, turning around and sticking her bum out towards Bernard. Victoria bent slightly at the waist so that her ass jutted out invitingly towards her temporary manager. Her short grey skirt was taut across the peachy globes of her round posterior. "Ah...I..." Bernard was staring at Victoria's offered ass with a look of torture on his face. His mouth was slightly open and he looked flabbergasted at the alluring display. Victoria wiggled her bum slightly and that seemed to make up Bernard's mind. In an almost zombie-like fashion, Bernard shuffled around from behind his desk and moved towards his gorgeous personal assistant. He held her by her shapely hips and turned her body so that her ass was facing towards him. "Bend over the desk," came his whispered instruction, his voice sounding breathless. Victoria frowned a little, he seemed to be making a big deal out of what was supposed to be a quick pat on the butt, but nevertheless she leant forward, bending over the edge of the desk and presenting her ass towards Bernard. "Wow," breathed Bernard in awe as he placed both his hands on Victoria's flawless ass, taking a firm buttock in each palm. Today he wasn't quite as timid as yesterday, and he gave the round globes a slight squeeze, amazed at their firmness. "Beautiful," Bernard murmured as his right hand began to rub Victoria's right buttock, his palm stroking her ass in small circles, almost worshipping her gorgeous ass. Victoria couldn't help but feel good at the obvious admiration Bernard seemed to have for her ass. She'd always considered her ample breasts to be her best feature, and Walter had definitely seemed taken by them. Perhaps squeezing her ass helped Bernard relax, much like Walter using her hooters as stress-balls. "Oh, yes..." groaned Bernard as he rubbed Victoria's buttock, he was certainly sounding pretty happy. His hand slid down over her hip, along the outside of her thigh, down past the hem of her skirt. He muttered something unintelligible under his breath as he slid his hand back up her stocking-clad thigh, slipping up inside the slit on the side of her skirt to touch the bare skin of her upper thigh, past the lacy top of her stocking. Bernard froze a moment, his hand up beneath the hem of Victoria's skirt. "Stop," he said aloud. "We need to stop." He let go of Victoria, removing both his hands from her perfect ass. Victoria remained bent over the edge of his desk, looking back over her shoulder at her distressed boss. "Are you okay Mr Beazley?" she asked with genuine concern. "Yes. I'm fine," he assured her, taking a step backwards away from her. His eyes however, we still glued to her ass. "I...I think you should go back to work." "Okay Mr Beazley," replied Victoria, disappointed that she seemed to have once again upset the strange young manager. She straightened and headed for the door. "If you need anything, you just need to ask," she told him as she left. Victoria was kicking herself as she went back to her desk. She should have tried to figure out a way to give Bernard a blowjob. Walter had been right, if she could get his cock in her mouth she'd win him over for sure. She probably should have just came out and offered him head, but with Bernard's current strange mood, no doubt he would have turned her down. The buxom blonde gave a sigh as she sat back down in her chair. She had to come up with a plan or a trick to get Bernard's penis into her mouth, he would never agree if she just straight out offered him oral. Victoria picked up a pen off her desk and tapped it against her chin as she tried to remember back to a few weeks ago when she'd first put Mr Spackman's prick in her mouth. It had been for stress relief reasons right? No, that was later, the first time was when he'd had to piss during a conference call and she aimed his dick for him. He'd accidentally got hard and she had to bring him down. She'd ended up putting his erection in her mouth and swallowing his load to stop from making a mess of the office. Surely after the huge stain that Bernard had left on her dress yesterday she should be able to come up with something like that to progress to sucking his cock instead of jerking him off. Of course, first she had to get his erection back into her hands... *** Walter Spackman gave a small moan of fervour as Victoria tugged her skirt up around her hips and climbed up onto his hospital bed, straddling him. As his busty personal assistant reached for the hem of his hospital gown, Walter yanked open her blouse, revealing her bare, bra-less breasts. As she'd done on her previous visit, Victoria had stopped to slip off her bra before going to meet her boss in his hospital bed. Pleased with the naked globes that greeted him, Walter grabbed hold of Victoria's tits and squeezed them eagerly. "It's good to have the old stress balls back in my hands," murmured Walter as he groped Victoria's bare boobs eagerly. Victoria reached down between Walter's legs and her hand found his cock, rigid and erect, almost trembling under the touch of her soft hand. "Wow, you're so hard," she whispered as she stroked the old business man's shaft. "You must be really tense." "Oh I am!" agreed Walter as he kneaded Victoria's melons, rubbing his thumbs across her hard nipples. "I'm really stressed out now honey." Pleased to be able to help, Victoria guided Walter's raging erection to the entrance of her cunt, rubbing the head of his dick against the moist lips of her pussy. Walter gave a moan, his hips lurching up off the hospital bed and the tip of his cock penetrating Victoria's snatch. "Oh yesss!" groaned Walter loudly as Victoria sunk down on him, his erection snugly clutched in her velvet-like vagina. As Victoria started to ride Walter, her hips undulating lithely over his crotch as she slid up and down on his erection, she glanced over at the small bedside table. Unsurprisingly there were a couple of pill containers sitting there, but Victoria was surprised to see that one of the containers was marked 'Viagra'. Victoria frowned as she ground herself down on her elderly boss's stiff prick. He never seemed to have any trouble getting an erection as far as she'd observed. In fact, quite the opposite, his penis seemed to often stiffen up at the most inconvenient times, and he often required her assistance in deflating it. "Um, Mr Spackman?" asked Victoria, slightly breathless as she rode the bed-ridden older man. "Mmm?" murmured Walter in reply as he pinched Victoria's nipples and jiggled her ample tits. "What's the.. er... Viagra for?" she asked. "Huh?" grunted Walter, tearing his gaze away from Victoria's cleavage to see where she was looking. "Oh, that helps my blood pressure apparently," he replied with a shrug, turning his attention back to Victoria's boobs which he resumed his enthusiastic groping of. "Oh, okay Mr Spackman," replied Victoria as she eyed the pill container thoughtfully. "I don't supposed I could..ah.. borrow a pill or two?" "Sure honey, whatever you want," gasped Walter, one hand sliding down her side to reach around and grasp her ass as his other hand massaged one of her heavy, hanging jugs. "Just shut up and fuck me before I have another heart attack." "Oh!" said Victoria in concern, turning her attention back to her boss. "Sorry Mr Spackman." Walter gave a happy moan as Victoria resumed riding him in earnest. *** That next morning, Victoria arrived at work feeling more confident than ever. She knew exactly how she was going to get herself back into her new boss's good graces and prove her worth. The gorgeous blonde was today wearing a black, slightly flared and loose fitting skirt, that was quite short, displaying a good portion of her smooth thighs, and an even more impressive portion when it flared out as she walked around the office, rising up around her long legs. She'd chosen not to wear stockings today, to allow Mr Beazley access to her smooth legs in case he wanted to touch them. The skirt was matched to a tight fitting, white long sleeved top that had a plunging v-neckline that displayed plenty of her deep cleavage. Of course she wore a sexy white satin push-up bra beneath, which boosted her ample fun bags to mind boggling heights. As Victoria moved around behind Bernard's desk to pour him his morning coffee, she bent slightly at the waist and thrust out her round, perky posterior in a most inviting manner. Victoria was well aware that when it came to Bernard Beazley, her best asset was her world-class bum. "Good job Victoria," said Bernard, Victoria's tactic paying off. His hand boldly slid up the back of her smooth thigh to cup her ass beneath her skirt. Victoria had been careful to wear a very skimpy thong today, and when Bernard's hand reached her ass it was filled with the silky, uncovered curve of her firm right buttock. Bernard gave a quivering sigh as he squeezed the warm, soft flesh in his trembling hand. "I've checked your diary, and Mr Williams from head office is coming in at 10am," explained Victoria, straightening up. Bernard's left hand remained up her skirt, attached to her ass, but she acted as though it wasn't there. "Yes, it's very important I make a good impression," muttered the accountant, picking up his coffee cup with one hand as his other hand caressed his assistants ass. "If there's anything at all I can do to help, let me know," said Victoria. "Anything at all." She watched carefully as Bernard took a long swallow of his coffee. Victoria smiled broadly. "Thank you Victoria," replied Bernard, patting her bare buttock. He let his hand drop down from beneath her short skirt, his palm running down the back of her smooth thigh before falling away. "I'd better get my reports ready for Mr Williams." "Of course," nodded Victoria. "Remember. If I can do anything, anything at all. Just give me a call on the intercom." With that, Victoria left Mr Beazley's office feeling rather pleased with herself, making sure to sway her sensational ass as she walked. *** Sure enough, less than half an hour later, Victoria had an urgent page from Mr Beazley on her intercom. "I need your help Victoria! Quickly!" Bernard almost bellowed down the intercom at her. Smiling to herself, Victoria hurried into Bernard's office to find the somewhat embarrassed looking accounting sitting behind his desk, staring down into his lap in dismay. "Are you okay Mr Beazley?" asked Victoria in concern. Bernard looked up at her. "You said you'd do anything to help?" "Off course," nodded Victoria earnestly. "Well," Bernard swallowed. "Mr Williams will be here any moment, and I've got a rather large problem on my hands." Victoria frowned. "What is it Mr Beazley?" Bernard sighed and then pushed his chair back, rolling away from the edge of his desk. Victoria's eyes went wide as she realised that Bernard had removed his trousers and was naked from the waist down. Jutting up from between his legs was his rock hard erection. "Oh my," gasped Victoria. Mr Beazley's cock looked even bigger than she remembered, or perhaps that was because it was so stiff now. It was red and she could see the vein's standing out along the length of the shaft. Perhaps she'd spiked his coffee a little too generously? Bernard's cheeks were burning red. "I'm sorry to ask you to do this, but I tried to take care of it myself, but it was just taking so long...and Mr Williams is arriving soon..." "Oh hush!" interrupted Victoria in a business-like manner, moving around the desk towards Bernard. "I'd be happy to take care of this for you, it's my job to provide you some relief whenever you need it." Bernard opened his mouth to protest, but before he could speak, Victoria had slipped to her knees in front of him, his gaze immediately drawn to the plunging neckline of her top as he looked down on her. Bernard gasped as Victoria reached out and squeezed his trembling erection in her cool hand, giving it a firm tug as she smiled reassuringly up at her temporary boss. "How long do we have?" asked Victoria as her soft hand slid up and down Bernard's stiff penis. He felt so rigid. Bernard swallowed. "Just be as quick as you can. I can't meet Mr Williams in this state." Victoria smiled. Her plan was working perfectly. "In that case, let me try something different." Without waiting for a reply, Victoria bent her head down into Bernard's lap, the moist seal of her lips closing around the head of Bernard's cock as she plunged her mouth down onto his erection. "Oh shit!" groaned Bernard, his body tensing as his painfully hard cock was abruptly enveloped in the warmth of Victoria's perfect mouth and she began to suck on his stiff length. His busty young personal assistant was actually giving him a blowjob! "Oh shit!" he repeated as Victoria started to bob her head, sliding her mouth up and down on Bernard's prick. "That feels amazing!" he groaned as his busty secretary plunged her mouth up and down on his cock. Victoria briefly lifted her mouth off Bernard's cock, swiping her tongue down along the length of his shaft and then licking his scrotum, teasing his testicles with the very tip of her tongue. "Is it working?" she asked with an innocent smile. "Yes, yes!" groaned Bernard, a half-crazed expression on his face. "Just keep sucking. Quickly." Victoria grinned triumphantly and resuming sucking her boss's cock. Victoria's cheeks hollowed as she sucked forcefully on his prick, her head bobbing rapidly over his lap. "Oh...oh shit, I'm gonna cum!" groaned Bernard. Victoria felt him shrinking back in his chair as if reluctant to cum in her mouth and searching for an escape route. The buxom blonde however, was not going to let him get away. She pushed her mouth down harder over Bernard's retreating erection, swallowing him to the hilt, the tip of his cock pushing right into her throat. The sudden deep-throating pushed Bernard over the edge. The accountant let out a roar of pleasure as his cock lurched in Victoria's mouth, thick ropes of salty cum spurting from the tip as Victoria swallowed hastily. Bernard leant forward, grabbing Victoria by her shoulders, his face contorting oddly as he came, squirting his heavy load of jizz straight down the young blonde's willing throat as his groin bucked up against her face. Victoria made sure she drank down every drop, sucking Bernard's rapidly wilting penis until it was completely clean. Walter Spackman had taught her to not make a mess when she was providing stress relief, and he would have been very proud of her work ethic this morning. "Oh my goodness," breathed Bernard, his face flushed as he leant back in his chair, breathing noisily through his nose as he vainly attempted to regain his composure. "That was amazing Victoria," he told his lovely young assistant as she wiped a trickle of his seed from the corner of her mouth. "My pleasure Mr Beazley," replied Victoria agreeably. Bernard stuffed his flaccid cock back into his underwear and zipped himself up. "Now Victoria, this must never happen again. Today was a very exceptional circumstance and I thank you sincerely for your assistance." Victoria decided she shouldn't argue. "Yes Mr Beazley," she meekly agreed. Surely he'd enjoyed her mouth? He had certainly seemed to enjoy it, he'd cum quick enough. Victoria stood up from her spot at Mr Beazley's feet. "Is there anything else I can do for you Mr Beazley?" she asked. "No Victoria. That will be all," Bernard replied, dismissing her. As Victoria stepped back into the reception area of the their offices she saw none other than Mr Williams standing there waiting. Victoria started at the sight of him. How long had he been waiting there? "Oh, Mr Williams, welcome," Victoria greeted him as she quickly regained her composure. Mr Williams, the company's regional manager, was a well dressed man in his mid fifties. He still had a full head of hair, although it was almost pure snowy white, and his stern face was lined with deep wrinkles. "You must be Victoria. I believe Mr Beazley is expecting me," his voice was soft, almost a whisper, although it had a slightly sinister edge to it. Victoria swallowed nervously. Hopefully Bernard had finished straightening himself up in there. A Very Personal Assistant Ch. 02 "Yes, of course Mr Williams. Go straight through." For some reason Victoria had an urge to bow or curtsey, but she managed to resist it as she stepped aside and opened the door for Mr Williams. He swept past her and into Bernard's office and she breathed a small sigh of relief. Hopefully the meeting went well, Victoria was finally starting to make a break through with Mr Beazley and if his meeting with Mr Williams went well then he was sure to be in a good mood that afternoon. *** In actual fact, Bernard's meeting with Mr Williams lasted well into the afternoon and he eventually departed at about quarter to four. Bernard did seem pleased, or at the very least relieved, when he finally bid farewell to his boss. Bernard stepped back into the office with a huge grin on his face. "Mr Williams is over the moon!" he announced happily. "That's wonderful!" said Victoria, standing up excitedly. "And I was on fire in there! I've never felt so relaxed and at ease, thank you Victoria, you're the best personal assistant I've ever had!" "Oh, thank you Mr Beazley!" said Victoria in delight. She hugged Bernard warmly, so happy to receive his praise. "Oh, Victoria," stammered Bernard in surprise as the gorgeous young blonde hugged him happily. He stiffly put his arms around her waist as she pressed her lush curves up against him, his hands resting in the small of her back. Victoria relaxed her embrace and made to step back, but Bernard's arms stiffly held her in place. Bernard didn't say anything, but she could feel his breathing heavy in her ear. "Oh, Victoria," repeated Bernard in a whisper. His hands slid down from her back to cup and squeeze her ass through her black skirt, the firm sphere's of her buttocks filling his palms. Victoria froze, not sure what to do. Bernard had both his hands on her ass, which he was squeezing and kneading, keeping her body held tightly against his. "Um... are you okay Mr Beazley?" Victoria said eventually. "What? Oh...ah..." the stammering accountant quickly released his young assistant and stepped back away from her. "I...I've got to get going." With that Bernard hurriedly headed back into his office, slamming shut the door behind him. Victoria gave a sigh of dismay. She still wasn't sure where she stood with her strange, socially inept superior. *** The next morning Victoria arrived with her confidence restored. On her way home the previous night she'd once again removed her bra and stopped in to see Walter Spackman. He'd been looking particularly fit and healthy and had vigorously shagged her doggy style on top of his hospital bed not just once, but twice in a row. Walter had also assured her again that now Bernard had sampled her oral talents her worries about her job were over, plus he was pretty sure that he'd back at work himself sooner rather than later. Just to be sure, Victoria had again spiked Bernard's morning coffee with Viagra, determined to make herself indispensable to her strange new boss. She'd made sure to wear the most inviting and sexy outfit she could find in her closet, an ultra-clingy red mini-dress that hugged her generous curves and left very little to the imagination. It was particularly tight across the peachy globes of her firm buttocks, and Bernard had almost choked when she dropped a pen on her way out of his office and bent at the waist to retrieve it. If that display didn't stir him, nothing would. This time it only took about ten minutes. Bernard Beazley emerged from his office, his face red and flushed, the front of his suit trousers bulging obscenely. Victoria watched as Bernard wordlessly walked to the front door of the office and locked it, then walked around her desk, standing right beside where she was sitting at her computer. "Time to do your job Ms Anderson," breathed Bernard in a throaty whisper as he unzipped his trousers. Bernard reached into the open fly of his suit pants and pulled out his Viagra enhanced erection. Like yesterday, it was red and engorged, the veins along the shaft clearly visible, the slit at the tip glistening with pre-cum. Victoria barely had time to smile as Bernard reached out and grabbed the back of her head with one hand and drew her mouth in towards his cock. His other hand was wrapped around the base of his dick as he guided it between her full lips, letting out a groan as his erection slid into her warm, wet mouth. Bernard let go of his cock and grabbed his assistant's head in both hands and began thrusting into her mouth, his hips pumping back and forth as he lustfully fucked her face. Victoria gagged slightly at Bernard's abrupt assault of her mouth, the head of his cock pushing against the back of her throat as he shoved extra hard and deep between her lips. Victoria's nostrils flared as she regained control of her breathing and let Bernard forcefully use her throat to get himself off. "Yes, that's it Victoria!" groaned Bernard, his cock pistoning into Victoria's mouth, his balls slapping her chin. "Suck my cock." Victoria moaned around the mouthful of accountant's cock. She briefly wondered what her husband would think if he stopped by to visit her at work. But this wasn't a sexual thing right? This was just her doing her job. And it was what she wanted wasn't it? She'd been scheming for days to get Bernard to make use of her talented mouth for his relief. Victoria could taste Bernard's salty precum on her tongue as his prick sawed rapidly in and out of her mouth. His orgasm wouldn't be too far off now. Still eager to satisfy her boss, Victoria doubled her efforts, doing her best to slurp enthusiastically on his jackhammering manhood as he crudely fucked her mouth. "Ahhh!" Bernard let out a wail of pleasure as he spurted liberally across her tongue, thick waves of cum shooting down her throat as Victoria hurriedly swallowed down his jism. "Oh my," breathed Bernard, his pumping hips slowing as he spent himself into his assistants willing mouth. "That...that was magnificent Victoria." Victoria finished slurping Bernard's cock clean and leant back in her chair. "Any time Mr Beazley." "Yes..." Bernard suddenly looked uncomfortable again, as if he regretting losing control of himself. "Well...we'll see." *** The next few days something of a routine established itself. Victoria would arrive at work, spike Bernard's coffee with Viagra and then patiently await his arrival at her desk. Sooner or later he'd emerge from his office and then shove his dick into her mouth and fuck her throat until he explosively came in her mouth. Without fail, he'd be apologetic and embarrassed afterwards and would quickly depart. They'd then pretty much avoid each other for the rest of the day, before Victoria went home, stopping in at the hospital to get fucked by her other boss, Walter Spackman. Finally, she'd then go home to her husband feeling exhausted and confused. Something had to change. She was making progress with Bernard, but he still didn't seem to be completely happy with her. The one thing that Victoria was pretty sure about was that Mr Beazley seemed quite taken with her bum. As far as she could see there was only one logical step to fix their working relationship. *** A determined Victoria arrived the next morning eager to please as always. She wore the same short black skirt she'd worn the first day she met Mr Beazley, matched with a plain white blouse that was stretched across her ample bosom. Once again she'd foregone wearing stockings, leaving her elegant tanned legs bare and beautifully displayed. Events unfolded normally at first, Bernard hurriedly drinking his morning coffee and arriving at her desk with his cock out and hard as a rock. "Relief time Victoria," said Bernard, reaching for the back of his busty secretary's head and pulling her towards his rigid manhood. As Bernard pulled Victoria's mouth towards the tip of his erection, the gorgeous blonde turned her head slightly and kept her lips tightly closed. Instead of slipping inside her welcoming mouth as he was used to, the head of Bernard's cock bumped against her pursed lips and rubbing across her smooth cheek. Bernard looked down in surprise, "What's wrong Mrs Anderson?" Victoria took a deep breath, strengthening her resolve. "Am I doing a good job Mr Beazley?" she asked, looking up at her temporary boss expectantly. Bernard looked a little annoyed at being denied the use of her mouth. "Of course you are Victoria. Now open up and start sucking." Bernard pulled Victoria's head in towards his crotch again, but she once again turned away, his cock grazing across her other cheek. "You haven't given me a pat for doing a good job for days Mr Beazley," complained Victoria. "And my husband is starting to complain about my breath, I'm not sure you should keep putting your penis in my mouth anymore." Bernard looked crestfallen. "I...I..." he stammered, not sure what to say. His cock twitched in front of Victoria's face, showing no signs of drooping. "I am doing a good job, aren't I Mr Beazley?" Bernard swallowed. "Bend over the desk Victoria." The buxom blonde nodded and stood up, following her boss's instructions and bending over the edge of her desk. "Good job Victoria." Victoria gasped as she felt both of Bernard's hands on her ass, squeezing her firm, toned buttocks. "Oh my," breathed Bernard. "You're right Victoria, it's been too long since I gave you a..." as he spoke he was lifting up the back of her skirt, and he froze mid-sentence as her ass was exposed. She was not wearing panties. After a moment of silence Victoria looked back over her shoulder. "Are you okay Mr Beazley." The shy accountant gave a whimper as he grabbed her naked ass with both hands and squeezed, his fingers sinking into the firm flesh of her round buttocks. Bernard sighed as he kneaded the toned flesh of his blonde assistants ass. Victoria tensed slightly as she felt him move closer, the tip of his cock poking into one soft cheek of her ass. "Good job Victoria," Bernard repeated, leaning in against her, his hard shaft sliding up along the crack of her ass and nestling between her glorious buttocks as he rubbed himself against her. Bernard's hands slipped up off her ass to hold her by the hips and pull her ass back against his crotch. "It really is a shame I can't use my mouth to relieve you today," said Victoria as he boss humped against her ass, her skirt bunched up against her waist. Bernard gave a small moan as Victoria reached behind her and took hold of his trembling erection, squeezing it in her fist. She guided him down between her legs, rubbing the tip of his cock against the lips of her pussy. "If you want this you can't keep hiding in your office and avoiding me all the time," warned Victoria. "Yes," moaned Bernard, his cock twitching as the head rubbing along the slit of Victoria's snatch. "Anything, whatever you want." "And you have to tell me I'm doing a good job more often," added Victoria, determined to put an end to the awkwardness between them. He was leaning in against her, Victoria's hand the only thing from stopping his hard cock penetrating her pussy. "Absolutely," Bernard hurriedly agreed. He pushed forward with his hips as Victoria dropped her hand away, his erection sliding smoothly into her wet pussy. Victoria let out a loud moan as her temporary boss pushed inside her. His entry felt like the walls between them breaking down. Bernard held tightly onto Victoria's waist and thrust into his busty secretary's vagina several times and then pulled out. "Wh...what's wrong?" asked Victoria, glancing back over her shoulder at Mr Beazley. He wasn't going to go all cold on her again surely? "That's not the hole I want," Bernard calmly told her as he lined his erection up with the entrance to her tight ass which he'd been so obsessed with. Victoria gasped in surprise as she felt his cock nudging against her anus. She probably shouldn't have been so surprised given his fascination with her bum. "I'm not sure...oh!" She gasped as Bernard pushed his cock into her ass. "Oh Mr Beazley!" Bernard gave a grunt as he squeezed his cock into the ultra tight tunnel of her ass. "Oh that's tight Victoria!" he groaned loudly, breathing heavily through his nose, his nostril's flaring. The snorting accountant starting to pump against Victoria, his erection sliding in and out of her snug posterior. "Oh Victoria!" he groaned, humping against her ass. "I can't believe I'm actually fucking you up the ass." "Uh!" grunted Victoria in discomfort as he thrust deeply inside her. "Not fucking..." she gasped as he gave another hard shove. He felt impossibly big inside her tight ass. "I'm just helping relieve your stress." "Sure," agreed Bernard, gripping her slim waist tightly as he buggered her. "Whatever you say honey. Oh fuck that's tight!" Bernard pushed hard, shoving his swollen erection in Victoria's ass to the hilt, his balls pressed against her pussy as his cock was completely stuffed inside the gorgeous secretary's bottom. "Uh! Mr Beazley!" groaned Victoria as her panting boss started to fuck her ass with vigour. "Oh Victoria!" groaned Bernard, his hips slapping against her as they pumped rapidly, pistoning his cock in and out of the tight tunnel between her glorious buttocks. "Mmmmmm!" Bernard gave a moan of lust as he pummelled against Victoria's lovely round posterior, her tight asshole stretched around his throbbing prick. This was all his dreams and fantasies coming true. He wouldn't last much longer. Bernard's entire body jerked, his back arching and he forced his cock deep between Victoria's perfect cheeks and exploded, shooting his spunk deep up her ass. "Oh fucking hell!" Bernard bellowed as he emptied himself into Victoria, his heart hammering in his chest. With an assistant like this it was no wonder that Walter Spackman had suffered a heart attack, Bernard thought to himself. Bernard slumped forward, leaning on top of Victoria over the edge of his desk, his hips hunching a couple more times and shunting her against the desk as he squeezed out every drop of cum from his depleted testicles. "Good job Victoria," he whispered in her ear. *** The rest of that day went like a dream for Victoria. For once Mr Beazley didn't lock himself in his office, and he frequently came out to see her. Chatting breezily and regularly complementing her on her work. He was like an entirely different person. When five o'clock came and he was on his way home, he paused at Victoria's desk to say goodnight, insisting that she bend over so he could give her a pat for a good job. Victoria half expected Bernard to fuck her up the ass again, but he was evidently completely spent from their earlier session. He did however pull up her skirt and run his hands all over the smooth cheeks of her buttocks. Victoria gasped as she felt his tongue slide over the curve of her right cheek and he gave her left buttock a tender kiss. "I look forward to working with you tomorrow Victoria," he said in a husky whisper before giving her a slap on her exposed posterior and heading out the door. Victoria sighed in contentment. She was certain that her job was now secure. *** The next day at work, Victoria arrived with a new sense of purpose. She was wearing a short black skirt and matching black satin blouse. In an effort to impress Mr Beazley she'd carefully selected her underwear -- a lacy black bra and no panties so allow him easy access to her ass. When she arrived that morning Mr Beazley hadn't got to the office yet, so she got to work typing up some notes he'd assigned her from the previous afternoon. As she typed she idly wondered if Bernard would stick his penis in her ass or her mouth first. Actually, the more she thought about it, the more she would rather it to be in her mouth before, rather than after he used her bum. Victoria's thoughts were interrupted as she was startled by a pair of hands closing over her breasts, squeezing them firmly through her satin blouse. "Oh! Good morning Mr Beazley," she stammered in surprise as the hands boldly kneaded her ample hooters. "Now what did I tell you about wearing a bra?" came an unexpected, but familiar voice. He was back. THE END A Very Personal Assistant As the zipper came down a rather unattractive pair of stained white y-front's were revealed, Victoria wrinkled her nose up at the sight. She took another deep breath as she pulled open the front of Walter's pants to gain access. Here goes nothing. There was a slight catch in Walter's voice, speaking into one of his phones as Victoria tentatively slipped her hand into the y-front entrance of his underwear. He couldn't help but smile as his lovely young secretary took hold of his cock in her fingers and pulled it out through the gap in his underwear. Victoria's mouth was dry and her heart beating rapidly as she felt warm, rubbery shaft of Walter's limp cock in her soft hand. She couldn't believe she was touching her boss's penis. The naïve blonde didn't notice the smirk on Walter's face as she pulled his penis out, holding it in her fingers, trying to touch it as little as possible as she aimed it towards the rubbish bin on the floor at his feet. Walter's cock wasn't particular long, especially in it's softened state, but it was thick. He was uncircumcised, the fleshy foreskin covering the head of his cock with the slit only just peeking out the top. He felt a rush of blood as Victoria's cool hand held his cock, but did his best to keep his mind off what was happening, not wanting to scare her off with an erection. At least not yet anyway. Victoria was unable to take her eyes off Walter's penis as she held it gently in her hand, doing her best to aim the tip towards the bin as she waited for him to piss. Victoria gave a sharp gasp as she suddenly felt Walter's cock twitch in her hand and a steady stream of piss shot from the end, splashing into the rubbish bin. She diligently held his cock still as he pissed into the bin, his eyes closed as he mumbled into his two phones. When the last few drops splashed out he reached forward and ripped off another page from his pad. 'Shake it' was the note revealed. Victoria did as she was instructed, shaking his penis in her hand, sending a few drops of pee spraying about. She stopped and reached for Walter's y-fronts with the intention of putting his dick away, but Walter tapped the pad again, indicating he wanted her to 'shake it' some more. The kneeling blonde nodded and without a word shook his cock a bit more, his penis flopping around and bumping against the back of her hand and wrist as she shook it more vigorously this time. Walter tapped the pad a third time, still not satisfied so Victoria gave his cock some more shaking. She wasn't certain but she was pretty sure it felt a little bigger in her hand by the time he was finally satisfied. 'Wipe the tip.' Was the next message that appeared when Walter ripped off yet another page. Victoria was surprised at just how well Walter seemed to have this planned out. She looked up onto his desk to where he usually kept a box of tissues, but to her surprise there was no box. Victoria looked questioningly up at Walter in surprise but he was no help, ignoring her and focussing on his two phone conversations. The whole time Victoria was holding Walter's penis in her soft hand, the shaft every so slightly swollen from her attentions, although by no means erect. Victoria glanced around the room for something to use but didn't come up with any ideas. She couldn't really let go and run to the bathroom for some toilet paper as it might mean he dribbled on his underwear, not that it was a particularly clean pair of underwear however. She finally made a decision and to Walter's surprise wiped the tip of his cock with her other hand, her palm swiping over the dribbling slit of his penis. Victoria then stuffed his dick back into his underwear and zipped up his pants. Walter smiled slightly as she then stood up, grabbed the bin and hurried out of his office to get cleaned up. His plan had worked ever better than he'd expected. *** Walter maintained a pretty low profile for the rest of the day, neither of them even mentioned the piss incident at all. He managed to get by with several ass slaps and a couple of boob-stress-ball groping sessions. The next day he arrived a little earlier, eager to see if he could take his new personal assistant to the next level. Victoria was wearing a tight fitting white top with a plunging v-neck and a knee-length tan skirt. As Walter arrived on Friday morning he walked right up to where Victoria was sitting at her desk and reached out with both hands, grabbing her tits through her top. Victoria gasped in surprise as Walter gave her big boobs a firm squeeze, his palms running across the expansive mounds and feeling her nipples jutting through the material of her top. "No bra, very good Victoria," he said, pinching her nipples through her top. He then released her tits and marched onwards into his office, closing the door behind him without a further word of greeting. Not long after, Victoria put a phone call through and she heard him raising his voice anxiously, apparently he had another conference call this morning. A few minutes into the call Victoria's heart sank when she heard Walter yell out from his office, "I need to piss!" Victoria's heart fell a little as she jumped up and hurried into Walter's office. Walter was already prepared today, she walked in to see him sitting in his chair behind his desk with his legs spread wide and the front of his pants already open. He was only talking into the one phone today, but it didn't cross Victoria's mind that he had a hand free to take care of himself. Victoria picked up his rubbish bin and positioned it between his spread legs as she knelt down beside his chair and reached for the opening in the front of his pants. Walter smiled as he felt her soft hand slip into the y-front of his underwear and close around the shaft of his cock. She pulled his cock out the opening in his underwear, it felt slightly engorged this morning, not erect by any means, but definitely slightly swollen in anticipation of her touch. As she aimed the tip of his dick towards the bin at his feet, Walter reached down with his free hand and slid it across Victoria's chest, groping each of her breasts in turn through her top. Even with him squeezing her tits she didn't realise that he was quite capable of holding his own dick for pissing. Victoria frowned when he didn't start pissing right away, doing her best to ignore the hand squeezing her right breast as a stress-ball. Walter's fingers seized her nipple through her top, pinching it as he'd done earlier on arrival at work, and then using the nipple hold to shake and jiggle her entire breast. The pretty young secretaries frown deepened as she felt a definite stiffening of the shaft in her hand. Walter gave a slight moan into his phone as his hand slid over to Victoria's other breast, roughly squeezing and kneading the round melon through her top. Victoria shook his cock in the direction of the rubbish bin in an effort to get him to piss, but nothing came out. If anything his cock thickened further in her hand. The buxom personal assistant gasped in surprise as Walter's hand slipped down the front of her v-neck top, sliding inside to grasp her bare left breast. Victoria froze in surprise, not sure if this was ok or not. Walter didn't even look down as he fondled her tit, his hand eagerly reaching inside her shirt. The old businessman grinned as his fingers pinched her nipple and explored the ample firmness of her bare breast, rolling the fleshy jug around in his groping palm. Keeping his hand buried down inside the neckline of Victoria's top he reached over to her other breast, giving it the same eager squeezing, groping and pinching treatment. "Damn it!" swore Walter in sudden anger, releasing her breast and slamming his phone down in a rage with his other hand. Victoria jumped in surprise, wondering the cause of her bosses abrupt outburst. It was then that she noticed that the penis she was clutching was fully erect, hard as a rock and pointing skywards instead of down at the rubbish bin. The busty blonde snatched her hand away in surprise and horror. "Look what you've done!" yelled Walter angrily, gesturing with both hands towards his crotch. Victoria stared at Walter's erection in shock, her mind racing, but no words coming from her mouth. "The conference call is ruined and I clearly can't piss. You're a stupid, stupid girl!" raged Walter. "Sorry," was all Victoria could blurt out. She was very confused and didn't really know what she'd done wrong. After all, she was just doing what Walter had asked of her. Was it really her fault he'd gotten hard? "Sorry!?" he repeated furiously. "It's going to take more than that. You'll have to fix it!" "Fix it? What do you mean Mr Spackman?" Victoria asked timidly. "Make it go down, now!" Walter firmly commanded her, making a fist with one hand and gesturing in an imitation of masturbating. "You mean..." stammered Victoria, her eyes widening as she realised what he wanted of her. "Yes damn it, get to it!" snapped Walter. If Victoria had been thinking straight, or if she'd been a little more intelligent or less naïve she probably would have refused. But she was terrified of upsetting him further, believing she'd made a bad mistake and ruined his ever-so-important conference call. "Quickly please," Walter urged her to hurry. Victoria swallowed and reached out, taking hold of his cock in her hand again. It probably helped that she already held his penis a couple times by now, so it wasn't such an alien feeling to be kneeling beside him at his feet with her boss's dick in one hand. The pretty young blonde started to move her soft hand up and down on Walter's shaft, stroking his rock hard erection somewhat tentatively. "That's it," murmured Walter appreciatively. "A little faster." Victoria started to jerk him off in earnest, her hand pumping up and down on his hard cock. Both of Walter's hands moved down to Victoria's chest, giving her tits a quick squeeze through her top and then slipping inside to grope her lovely hooters more directly. "Nice," he breathed, squeezing her tits as she pumped his hard cock in her warm hand. "Play with my balls with your other hand," he told her. Victoria obediently reached up and cupped his testicles in her free hand, not slowing her rapid stroking for an instant. Walter gave Victoria's breasts an extra hard squeeze, causing her to wince slightly as she gently juggled his testicles in one hand and tossed him off with the other. His breathing was getting faster and she guessed he was getting nearer to climax. "Oh fuck, that's nice," moaned Walter, pinching hard on his personal assistant's nipples, causing her to gasp out loud. Victoria's fist was a blur on his hard cock, rapidly jerking up and down, stroking him towards orgasm. Victoria could see a few dribbles of cum leaking from the tip of her boss's cock, and as her hand slid rapidly up and down his length it reached her hand. The extra lubrication made her pulling smoother, but it was still kind of gross. "That's it!" gasped Walter. "Not too much longer." His eyes were half closed in pleasure as he enjoyed his handjob with obvious relish. He was barely playing with her tits at this point, his hands mostly just resting on her big round boobs as she jerked him off. With a loud moan and a strangled grunt of pleasure Walter suddenly lurched in his chair, his hands falling out from the front of Victoria's shirt and clutching the arms of his chair. His cock surged in Victoria's hand and a thick rope of sticky white cum spurted from the tip, shooting across the gap in front of chair and splattering onto his desk. Walter moaned with pleasure as the shot was followed by another surge of semen, splashing onto the floor just beyond the rubbish bin that Victoria had pulled up earler. "Oh shit!" gasped Walter, as he slumped into his chair, still moaning as he orgasmed. The next spurt of cum was much smaller, mostly falling onto his chair and over Victoria's hand which still clutched his cock. The busty blonde gently squeezed the last of his cum from his cock before letting go and sitting back. She glanced around for something to wipe her sticky hand on, but there was nothing at hand to help out. "That was great sweetie, but you made a fucking mess," breathed Walter, a stupidly happy grin on his face. Victoria bit her lip, deciding not to point out that it was him who had made the mess and not her. Walter was still breathing heavily as she stuffed away his cock. "I'm going to go get cleaned up, can you fix up this mess please," he ordered his assistant, who was still kneeling on the floor beside his desk. He got up and hurried off to the bathroom, a slight skip in his step at the thought of what the lovely blonde had just done for him. *** After getting cleaned up Walter ducked out of the office for an extended morning tea that led right on into a long lunch. Victoria did her best to clean up the cum that splattered his desk, floor and chair but there still a few stains remaining when he returned. He walked back into the office to see Victoria filing something in the bottom drawer of the cabinet beside her desk. She was bent at the waist, her beautiful ass jutting out directly towards him, the material of her skirt clinging to her flawless buttocks deliciously, the backs of her long, slim legs looking fantastic in her high heeled, strappy-shoes. Walter licked his lips at the glorious sight and immediately moved in behind her. Victoria gasped as she felt his hand on the back of her calf, just below her knee. She spent all morning feeling embarrassed over the whole handjob incident and her skin crawled at his touch. "Mmm," murmured Walter in appreciation of her long legs as he slid his hand slowly upwards. His palm stroked slowly up the firm, well muscled back of her leg and his dick stiffened a little in his pants, despite the earlier relief that Victoria had provided. Victoria froze, remaining bent over as Walter's hand moved up to her creamy thigh and then slid higher still, climbing up above the hemline of her skirt, the material bunching against his wrist and he explored upwards. Walter was breathing nosily through his nose, almost snorting with lust as his hand moved up over Victoria's soft, creamy upper thigh, right the way to the tasty curve of her buttock. To Walter's absolute delight the lovely blonde was wearing a pair of very skimpy g-string underwear and her perfect ass-cheeks were left bare and uncovered, free for him to grope. He gave a soft moan as his hand stroked upward over the curve of Victoria's tight ass, 'till he was cupping her buttock in his palm. He gave her ass a squeeze, his fingers sinking into the firm cheeks of her buttocks. "Lovely," he breathed softly, giving her bare ass another firm squeeze. He gave her buttock a gentle pat and then moved on, heading into his office as if nothing had happened. His door finally closed and Victoria moved again at last, standing up straight and smoothing down the back of her skirt with a slight shudder. At about 4pm another conference call came through for Walter and Victoria put it straight through, hoping that there wouldn't be another incident like the previous calls. After just shy of five minutes however, Victoria's heart sank as she heard the familiar call from Mr Spackman's office. "Victoria! Get in here. I need to piss!" he yelled, covered the end of his phone with one hand. After the handjob this morning, Victoria was mortified at the prospect of assisting Mr Spackman while he was on the phone and she was almost tempted to slip out and pretend she'd gone home already. She hesitated a moment on the threshold of Walter's office, but eventually decided that other than helping him piss she liked this job and didn't want to lose it. So once again, Victoria found herself kneeling at her bosses feet, holding his rock solid erection in her soft hand as he scribbled 'Fix it!' on his notepad. Victoria sighed quietly in embarrassment, but nevertheless she began to slowly slide her cool hand up and down on Walter's hard penis. As she began to reluctantly toss her boss's salad, she was not in the least surprised to feel him reach out with one hand to casually grope her big tits through her blouse. He lasted quite a bit longer than he had done that morning, and Victoria got quite tired, having to swap hands as she vigorously jerked his hard cock in her hand, giving him her best possible handjob in a futile effort to get things over and done with as quick as possible. While she jerked him off, Walter's hand once again made it's way down inside the neckline of her blouse to play with her bare breasts, pinching and tweaking her hardened nipples and massaging and mauling at her big soft tits. After about fifteen minutes, Victoria's wrists were burning from the effort, she was relieved when Mr Spackman suddenly pulled his hand out from the front of her blouse to cover the end of his phone. "I'm gonna cum now, be dear and make sure you don't make a big mess like last time," he instructed casually. Victoria's eyes widened in surprise and she hurried glanced around her, looking for something to catch his cum in. She briefly considered the bin, but remembering the huge spurts from that morning doubted she could get it to work. Victoria looked up at Walter for assistance. Walter grinned broadly and opened his mouth wide, pointing inside. Victoria frowned, at first not realising what he meant. Then it dawned on her. Surely he didn't want her to catch his cum in her mouth? Mr Spackman reached out and placed a hand on the back of Victoria's head, pulling her face down towards his lap. Victoria had no time to protest as she sudden found her boss's erection sliding smoothly between her lips and across her tongue. Walter gave a moan of pleasure as Victoria's lips closed around the middle of his hard shaft and the tip of his cock hit the back of her mouth. Victoria moaned slightly in protest around her sudden mouthful of cock, but it was too late to stop things now. Walter gave a grunt as his hard cock lurched in his beautiful secretary's mouth. As Victoria gurgled in dismay, Walter ejaculated copiously down her throat, his thick, salty seed spurting across her tongue as she swallowed desperately to avoid gagging or making a mess. Walter held her face down in his lap until he had completely finished cumming. When he released her Victora sat up, coughing and sputtering, her eyes still wide with shock. Victora stood up, looking around in bewilderment. Had that just happened? Had her boss just came in her mouth? She glanced down and notice that the top button had popped off her blouse, no doubt from having Walter's hand stuffed down the neckline. Mr Spackman interrupted her disorientation, pointing to a note on his desk. 'You missed a drop,' it read. Victoria looked back towards her boss and saw him gesturing down towards the tip of his now slightly shrunken penis. Wordlessly, Victoria bent back toward into Walters lap and licked the tip of his cock. She couldn't actually see any sperm there, so licked his dick all over, just to be sure. The buxom secretary then hurried stuffed Walter's dick back into his pants and she mutely departed, not meeting Walter's eyes. *** The next day Victoria arrived late, after Walter had already drank his morning coffee. She shuffled rather glumly into his office, dressed in a pale grey skirt with matching jacket and a silky white blouse. "I think we need to talk Mr Spackman," Victoria said meekly as she stood at the door to Walter's office. "Of course Victoria," said Walter warmly. "Please come on in and take a seat," he said pointing to the couch on the far side of his office. Victoria hesitate for an instant and then took a seat on the couch, her skirt riding up slightly to give Walter an eyeful of her smooth thighs encased in pale, flesh toned stockings. He could see the slightest hint of the lacy tops of the stockings. A Very Personal Assistant "What can I do for you Victoria?" Walter asked as he sat down beside her and patted her knee affectionately. Victoria stared down at his hand on her knee for a moment and then looked up at him. "I'm not sure that I can keep working here Mr Spackman," she said at last, not sounding to pleased at her own admission. Walter looked shock. "Why ever not Victoria?" he asked her with genuine concern, giving her knee a gentle squeeze of assurance. "Well," Victora took a deep breath, clearly not very comfortable talked to Walter about this. "Well, it's about yesterday..." "Yes, what about it?" asked Walter, turning slightly in his seat to face her. Victoria swallowed nervously. "I...I'm not comfortable with what happened Mr Spackman." Walter frowned. "There was nothing out of the ordinary," he said in obvious confusion. "As far as I'm concerned you're my assistant and you were just assisting me. Doing a wonderful job of it in fact!" Victoria blushed slightly at the complement, "Thank you Mr Spackman." She hesitated again. "It's just, that..." "Yes, go on," urged Walter. "Well, I'm married Mr Spackman," she managed to say at last. Walter looked taken aback at this. "Married? So what? I don't understand what you're getting at Victoria." Victoria looked on a verge of tears. "I feel like I've cheated on my husband," she explained. Walter's frown got even deeper. "Nonsense!" he snapped. "I'm sure you're a most faithful wife." It was Victoria's turn to look confused. "But Mr Spackman. I..." she stammered. "I put your...penis..." Walter chuckled loudly, interrupting his distraught secretary. "Oh Victoria, my dear. Whatever am I going to do with you." Victoria shook her head in confusion. "Mr Spackman?" "Victoria, yesterday's incident was not being unfaithful to your husband," he assured her. "You were just doing your job, my dear." Victoria was still uncertain. "But Mr Spackman, your penis. It went in my mouth. And your spunk..." "Hush, hush," Walter said, silencing her. "While it's true that my cock was inside that delectable mouth of yours, there was certainly nothing sexual about the situation." Victoria still didn't seem assured. "Nothing sexual?" she repeated in apparent disbelief. "Not at all!" Walter assured her. "You were merely doing your job Victoria. I needed assistance and you helped me out. We certainly weren't having sex, and you were not cheating on your husband." "I wasn't?" she asked hopefully. "Of course not Victoria. You are a faithful wife, aren't you?" "I am," Victoria nodded, already feeling a little better about yesterday. "Yesterday was..." Walter waved his hands in the air as he paused a moment to find the right word. "Stress relief." "Stress relief?" repeated Victoria, blinking in surprise. "That's right," said Walter, seizing on his choice of words. "Stress relief. Like when I use your breasts," he added. As if to illustrate his point, Walter reached up with both hands, pushing open the front of Victoria's jacket and seizing both her hooters through her blouse, giving them a rather firm squeeze. Victoria tensed slightly at his touch, but did not push his hands away. Walter gave Victoria's ample breasts several squeezes. He frowned. "Are you wearing a bra Victoria?" Victoria paled slightly. "Yes I...I forgot. Yesterday...I was confused. Sorry." "Take it off please," instructed Walter firmly. Victoria looked taken aback. "Right now?" "Yes please Victoria," Walter insisted. "We have spoken previously about you not wearing a brassiere, haven't we? "Yes, sorry Mr Spackman," Victoria replied apologetically. "Good. Go on then," nodded Walter, urging her on. Victoria shrugged off her jacket, placing it on the arm of the couch and started to unbutton her white blouse. She was blushing heavily as she opened the blouse and let it drop off her shoulders revealing a lacy white push up bra that encased her perfect, ample bosoms. She stretched behind her back and unclasped the bra, the motion causing her vast breasts to jut out even further from her chest. Victoria slipped off her bra, her ample breasts surged forward, but barely sagged at all. They were absolutely magnificent. "Much better," murmured Walter in approval, he reached out and took hold of a breast in each hand, giving the bare boobs a firm squeeze. "You have lovely breasts Victoria." "Thank you, Mr Spackman," Victoria humbly replied. She started to reach for her blouse to put it back on, but Walter had not yet let go of her breasts so she paused a moment. "So are you feeling better about yesterday?" asked Walter as he continued to squeeze and fondle her astonishing melons. Victoria nodded, "Yes. Thank you for talking it through with me Mr Spackman." Walter swiped his thumbs across Victoria's nipples, the small buds hardening at his touch. "And you're happy that stress relief is just a part of your job, and nothing sexual?" Victoria nodded. Walter smiled down at Victoria's bare breasts. "You know, when I'm really stressed, these puppies might not be enough for me," he commented, jiggling his fingers against the undersides of Victoria's oversized knockers, causing them to quiver slightly on her chest. Victoria swallowed nervously. "And all this talk about you quitting has definitely increased my stress levels," noted Walter, his voice stern. Walter released Victoria's tits and reached down, pulling down his zipper. Victoria's eyes were wide as saucers as her boss reached inside and drew his penis out. It was already semi erect. "I need you to be a good little assistant and relieve my stress," he told her, reaching up and pressing his hand to the back of his topless secretary's neck. Victoria's eyes were panicky, but she didn't resist as Walter pulled her head down into his lap, using his other hand to guide the tip of his dick towards her lips. Victoria gave a small moan of alarm as the head of Walter's cock was pushed into her mouth, spearing apart her full lips as it slid in and across her tongue. "That's very good, my dear," commented Walter as he pushed her head down further into his lap, his cock nestling comfortably, deep within her warm mouth where it immediately began to grow and stiffen. With a guiding hand on the top of her head, Victoria began to obligingly bob her mouth over her boss's growing erection. Her hand came up, wrapping around the base of Walter's cock, jerking him at the same time as slurping noisily on the top half of his shaft, mouth and hand working together in a steady rhythm. Walter gave a moan of appreciation and stretched back on the couch, letting his compliant personal assistant service his cock without further urging from her boss. While Victoria continued to suck noisily on his rod, he reached beneath her, to capture and squeeze one of her still bare breasts in his left hand, fondling roughly as she blew him. "That's perfect Victoria!" he gasped as he pinched her hard nipple. Victoria came up for a breath, glancing up at Walter as she squeezed and lightly tugged on his throbbing erection. She gave the head of his cock a brief, tender kiss and then plunged her mouth back down, taking him deep, right into the back of her throat. Despite her reluctance, this clearly wasn't the first time she'd sucked a dick before. Walter gave another grunt of appreciation as both his hands moved to the top of Victoria's bobbing head and he began to move his hips in time with her sucks, humping his secretary's perfect mouth. "That's good!" he panted, thrusting up vigorously into Victoria's mouth. Her hand around the base of his cock was about the only thing stopping his cock from disappearing completely into her hot mouth. Walter fucked her pretty mouth, huffing and puffing as if he was running a marathon, for about five minutes before he started to feel a tremendous climax incoming. "I gonna cum real soon," he wheezed hurriedly. "Make sure you swallow every drop." Victoria mumbled something unintelligible, but it was muffled by her mouthful of cock. Walter tightened his grip on the topless blonde's head and fucked her throat wildly, pushing her head down hard into his lap as his cock relentlessly surged upwards. Victoria's hand had long since fell away from the base of his cock and she was taking the entire length of Walter's erection like a pro. "Ah, fucking yes!" Walter grunted, holding Victoria's head down into his lap, his cock buried to the hilt as he exploded, shooting thick salty ropes of cum straight down into the gorgeous, dim-witted blonde's throat. Walter lurched on the couch as his cum geysered into Victoria's mouth and she swallowed as fast as she could. He finally let go of her head and sunk back against the couch, moaning happily as Victoria sucked down the final spurts of his orgasm. "Wow, you were really stressed huh?" asked Victoria, sounding slightly stunned as she sat up, breathing heavily. Walter could only weakly nod in agreement. *** Over the next few Walter made good use of his personal assistant's new services, most days getting at least two or three blowjobs from the buxom blonde. Sometimes he would let her do the work, enjoying the skilful talents of her tongue and mouth as she bobbed her head diligently over his raging hard-on. On other occasions, when he was feeling "extra stressed" he would have her kneel in the centre of his office as he grabbed her by the hair and forcefully fucked her mouth. Each time their oral session would end with Victoria dutifully drink down his sperm, under the pretext of keeping his office free from mess. All in all, life was pretty darn close to perfect for Walter Spackman. But Walter's outlook on life had always been that the grass could be greener, so he was not completely satisfied. To be completely satisfied, Walter wanted to fuck his gorgeous secretary. He just had to work out a way of doing it. Walter sat at his desk, deep in thought. How was he going to get into Victoria Anderson's panties? Only minutes earlier she'd been kneeling under his desk slurping on his rod, and now he was sitting there wanting more. "Don't be so greedy Walter," he scolded himself aloud as he reached into his drawer and grabbed a mint to suck on. Then he had an idea. *** Walter's plan took a few days to come together. Business was booming so Walter was becoming more and more busy and stressed, and therefore was insisting on more and more blowjob's from his chesty assistant. Over the past few days Victoria had sucked Walter off at least four or five times a day. It was almost getting to the point where she was spending more time giving him head than she was doing her typing and filing. It was only about ten minutes after the first blowjob of the day, where Victoria had spent a good twenty minutes frantically bobbing her head up and down over Walter's cock, that Walter called her into his office for a chat. The gorgeous blonde was dressed in a tight fitting black skirt that was slit up one side, displaying a long, stocking-clad thigh with each step she took. Her expansive bosom was hidden away beneath a short sleeved white blouse that was buttoned high enough to keep most of her cleavage away from Walter's wandering eyes, although he had insisted on giving her boobs a good "stress ball" squeezing, prior to her morning mouthful. Victoria looked a little perturbed as she entered her boss's office. The buxom personal assistant still had a tired jaw from the workout Walter had given her mouth, and her knees were a little sore from kneeling at his feet. The last thing she wanted to do was give him another blowjob so soon. If the rest of the day continued as this one was starting she was sure to beat her current record of six loads of cum in her belly in one day. "Take a seat," instructed Walter as she closed the office door behind. Victoria sat down in the chair on the opposite side of Walter's desk, she was immediately relieved. If Mr Spackman had wanted his cock sucked he would almost certainly have had her on her knees, not sitting in a chair. Yesterday afternoon he'd got her to lie on his desk with her head over the edge, but other than that she was almost always kneeling at his feet when she blew him. Walter chewed his lower lip for a moment before speaking. "Hmm, now I'm not sure the best was to broach this..." he declared hesitantly. Victoria swallowed, her nerves returned. He wasn't going to fire her was he? "It's...umm...it's about your breath," Walter said. Victoria blinked in surprise. "My breath?" "Er, yes," confirmed Walter. "Well," he wrinkled his nose, "it's not the freshest." Victoria winced guiltily. "My husband complained about a funny taste when I kissed him last night after work," she admitted. "It must be all the cum you're swallowing at the moment," suggested Walter. Victoria nodded in agreement. She wasn't really sure what Mr Spackman expected her to do about it. After all, it was him that was always stressed. If he found a way to be a bit more relaxed at work then she probably wouldn't have to suck his penis every hour or so. Walter sighed and rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "I'm not really sure what we can do about this Victoria," he said. Walter got up from his chair and walked around to stand beside the chair his secretary was sitting in. "I'm as stressed as ever so I don't think we can cut down on your relief services." Walter reached down and cupped Victoria's right breast through her blouse, giving it a firm squeeze. "We need to come up with another way of stress relief that doesn't use your mouth." He massaged Victoria's boob vigorously as he spoke, clearly stressed right now. Victoria frowned. "Maybe we should go back to me using my hand?" she suggested. Walter shook his head. "No good, too messy," his hand sifted across to grope her left tit through her top. "But I think you're on the right track. We need to use another part of your body, another orifice." "Another orifice?" repeated Victoria, she visibly paled at the suggestion. "Yes," agreed Walter more enthusiastically now. He was clearly warming up to the idea now. "Like you're pussy, or your ass." "My ass?" gasped Victoria in shock. She'd never had anal sex, not even with her husband. "Well maybe not your ass," allowed Walter, sensing her growing reluctance. Victoria gave a small sigh of relief. "So it's settled then!" announced Walter, he let go of her breasts and clapped his hands together. "It is?" remarked Victoria, looking up at her boss in confusion. "Yes!" said Walter happily. He took hold of Victoria by her upper arm, guiding her to her feet and urging her forward towards the desk in front of her. "What are you doing?" she asked apprehensively as she bumped into the edge of the desk, Walter standing right up close behind her. "I'm going to use your pussy," Walter explained, his voice sounded surprised and slightly putout by her question. "What?" she gasped worriedly. Walter pushed her forward, behind her over the edge of his desk. She could feel his crotch brushing up against her skirt-clad ass, the bulge of his crotch rubbing against her buttocks. "Well you said you didn't want me to use your ass," Walter explained. "Oh right," realised Victoria. Walter pulled up the back of her skirt, exposing her g-string panties, and a sexy lace garter belt that was holding up her stockings. He ran a hand over the lush cheeks of her perfect round buttocks as his other hand unzipped his fly. "This is just relieving stress right?" asked Victoria anxiously as Walter pulled out his cock and rubbed himself against her ass. Walter pulled aside the back of her g-string, exposing her cunt. He rubbed the throbbing tip of his erection against her moist pussy lips. "That's right, you're not cheating on your husband," he assured her. "Ugh!" Walter gave a grunt as he thrust himself into his gorgeous secretary's cunt, his cock sliding smoothly into the wet sheath of her vagina. "Fuck, you're tight!" he gasped. Victoria gave a small moan as Walter grabbed her by her shapely hips and began to thrust into her from behind, his hips slapping against the lush globes of her buttocks as he fucked her. Walter had a huge grin on his face. This was what he wanted. Now he was happy. "Fuck your pussy feels good!" gasped Walter as his hips pumped pneumatically, repeatedly slamming his cock deep into Victoria, shagging her for all he was worth. His hand moved up from her hips to her buttocks, squeezing her gorgeous bum as he thrust against her perfectly shaped bottom. Victoria, wanting to please her boss and ease his stress, ground her ass back against him to meet the hard thrusts of his cock and speed him towards his climax. Walter however was not in such a hurry to be done. "Let's try a different position," he suggested, pulling his cock out of her. He sat down on the chair that Victoria had used earlier. "Climb aboard," he instructed, using his hand to wiggle his skyway pointing penis at her. Victoria, her skirt still hiked up around her waist, dutifully moved forward and straddled her boss's lap, slowly lowering herself down onto his erection. "Oh fuck!" Walter gave a long, deep groan of pleasure as Victoria gradually impaled herself on his cock, the tight noose of her pussy milking his dick as she slowly slid herself up and down on his shaft. Walter, turned on more than ever, reached up and gripped the front of Victoria's blouse in his hands and ripped it open. Buttons went flying across the office and Victoria gasped in shock at his lusty aggression. Realising that her expensive lacy bra was likely to be next, Victoria hurriedly reached behind her back and unhooked the strap, just in time for Walter to push the piece of lingerie aside and grab greedily at her enormous boobs. As Victoria started to bounce on his lap, Walter groped her big tits, squeezing and kneading excitedly as he buried his face in her cleavage and sucked hungrily on her nipples. "Oh yeah!" groaned Walter blissfully as Victoria ground her hips back and forth on his lap and he mauled her enormous chest. "This should be much better for your breath," said Walter, panting breathlessly as she rode his hard cock. "Mmm hmm!" Victoria groaned in reply, concentrating on fucking him as skilfully as she could, her clutching pussy rapidly sliding up and down the length of his cock. "I'd better double check your breath though," gasped Walter. Victoria gave a muffled moan of surprise as Walter grabbed her face in both of his hands and drew it down towards his own. As their lips pressed together and Victoria automatically kissed him back in surprise, Walter shoved his tongue into her mouth, hungrily French kissing her. Walter moaned lustfully into Victoria's mouth as she resisted the urge to shove him away, and his thrusting cock lurched inside her pussy. "Fuck!" Walter broke off their kiss and arched back in his chair, his hard cock convulsing inside her. Victoria ground her hips down hard on his lap as his cock spurted thick ropes of spunk straight up into her pussy. "Yesss!" Walter gave a long, happy groan as he spent himself in his personal assistant's cooperative pussy. "That was lovely babe," said Walter in thanks as Victoria finally lifted herself up off his lap. "Go on and lick me clean," he instructed, gesturing vaguely down towards his sticky, limp penis. Victoria nodded and dutifully bent her head down into Walter's lap, sucking his spent penis into her mouth and completely forgetting that she had let him fuck her to save her from getting semen-breath. Walter himself was in heaven. Now he was happy. THE END