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This story is copyright (c) 2002. All rights reserved.
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Sexual Harassment (MF, work)
By Phoebe (phoenlxarlzona@aol.com)

***

I lay awake in bed, it's early yet and all I can think 
about is the body of my assistant at work. He's so hot 
looking but also shy. I want him to fuck me but he works 
for me and that's a problem.

Still thinking about my assistant's strong young body I 
get up and take a shower. Even though I know nothing can 
really happen between us; I still take the time to shave 
my pussy hair. Even if it isn't seen by anyone but me, I 
always feel sexier when I have a smooth, cleanly shaved 
pussy.

Donning my business suite I grab a Starbucks on my way to 
the office and as I pass by my assistant's desk I 
momentarily picture him in bed on top of me grunting 
softly as he thrusts into me...

"Hi Donna."

I'm momentarily disorientated, then I realize its Todd, 
my assistant. Did he notice that I was looking at his 
crotch?

"Oh, hi Todd, how's it going?"

"Great, I have the paperwork on the Jello account, should 
we do that first thing this morning?"

I look into his young handsome face and imagine myself 
walking up to him and pushing him up against the wall. 
Pushing the palms of my hands flat against his chest and 
pressing against his nipples, shoving my mouth against 
his in a crushing kiss. Then forcing my tongue between 
his lips. Then my hand drops to his crotch and begin to 
massage his stiffening cock and moan my lust into his 
mouth.

"Donna, are you okay?"

Oops! I catch myself daydreaming again. I better stop 
this or I'll get in trouble for sure. "Uh, yeah Todd, set 
up a conference room and lets get this done. I have a 
late morning management meeting with production so we 
only have an hour or so to get this project done." I 
blush and hurry on into my office.

*

"Hi, conference room 10 is open and I've reserved it for 
the next hour, you ready?"

I look up into the bluest, brightest pair of eyes I've 
ever seen. Todd looks so sexy, and the beauty of it is 
that he doesn't really know how hot he looks. I shake the 
image of fucking his brains out, out of my head and get 
up to follow him to the conference room.

I know that I better stop thinking of him like he's some 
kind of boy-toy, or I'll get my tits in a ringer at work 
for sure. I hadn't worked this hard to throw it all away 
on a pretty boy.

But as we walked into the empty conference room I locked 
the door behind us. Why did I do that? I knew right then 
and there that I was going to make the biggest mistake in 
my entire career. I was going to commit the ultimate sin. 
I was going to sexually harass my assistant.

All I could hope for was that being a man, he'd take what 
I had to offer without complaining to our superiors.

As Todd pulled the paperwork out of his carry case I 
pulled my shirt off. As Todd bent over to pick up a piece 
of paper that he'd dropped I let my skirt fall to the 
floor. And before he could turn around from picking up 
the paper I was on the conference table naked as a 
stripper in her high heals with my legs spread to show 
what I had to offer.

As Todd turned toward me my heart caught in my throat. 
What was I doing? Then his handsome young face expressed 
the shock he felt to see his boss naked and spread out 
before him.

I looked into his eyes, those sparkling blue eyes. They 
were locked onto my spread open cunt, my freshly showered 
and shaved cunt. Then his eyes roamed over my body 
briefly, and then finally rose to my face. 

I waited almost holding my breath as he looked into my 
eyes. What would he do? Would he run out of the room and 
report me, or would he respond as I hoped he would and 
service me the way I wanted him to.

I smiled as he began to unbutton his shirt. 

As the golden-tanned skin of his chest came into view I 
stopped smiling and licked my lips. I knew I must look 
like a slut lying on the conference table naked like 
this, but I didn't care. I wanted to be this boy's fuck-
toy, to be his slutty-whore even. I wanted him to use me 
and abuse me. I needed IT so bad.

Then his pants dropped and then his boxers followed and 
he was naked, standing there like a Greek God. His body 
was all golden tan and well muscled, just like I'd 
dreamed about over and over each night as I masturbated 
thinking about him. He was the hottest man I'd ever seen 
naked!

I watched in a haze as Todd walked over to the side of 
the table, his erection waving back and forth with each 
step. Then he was climbing up on the table to kneel 
beside me.

I reached out and took hold of his hot dick. It felt so 
tense, yet soft and smooth. I leaned over and took him 
into my mouth and began to lick and suck in a rhythm, 
looking up at him to see his reaction. He was watching me 
blowing him.

Finally he closed his eyes and groaned in pleasure as I 
began to jerk on his shaft bringing the head of his dick 
in and out of my mouth with one hand and massaging his 
balls with the other.

But after a minute of this I stopped. I didn't want him 
to come in my mouth. What I wanted was a royal fucking, 
so I lay back on the table spreading my body out flat, 
inviting him to use me.

I trembled as he climbed over me and I felt his manly 
erect shaft touch my cunt lips. It was just too much for 
me to take, I orgasmed, "Oh god, oh god, ohhhh GOD YES!" 

He sank into me in one swift thrust. There was an audible 
slap as our stomachs smacked together. The feel of him 
sinking deep into me was like a ride to heaven. He felt 
so wonderful, I wanted him more at that moment than I'd 
wanted anything in my life before.

Todd's cologne was making me dizzy and when he began to 
hump in and out of me I was like a whining whore. All I 
could moan was, "Yes, yess, harder, faster Todd, c'mon 
faster. Fuck me harder!" Then I was on top of the most 
fantastically intense orgasm that I'd ever had in my 
life.

The feel of Todd on me and thrusting into me was making 
me come like nothing ever had before. It'd been months 
since I'd had a man. And to break my dry spell with my 
dream stud was simply just too much for me to take.

I think I blacked out for a minute because the next thing 
I knew Todd was standing beside me with this concerned 
look on his face. I felt his warm cum dripping down my 
inner thighs and the most contented feeling in my 
stomach. The afterglow of our sex together made me feel 
all warm and fuzzy inside.

Then I heard the door handle on the conference room door 
jiggle. And to my utter horror the door opened and Mr. 
Carver my boss walked in.

Todd was standing naked beside me with his semi-hard 
penis still slick with my girl-cum, and I was still 
stretched out like a whore with my legs spread wide. And 
Mr. Carver stood stone still taking in the whole scene.

Then Todd and I were a flurry of movement as we grabbed 
for our clothes and desperately began to dress ourselves. 
All the while my boss just stood there looking at us like 
we were two bugs with pins stuck through us on a blotter.

When we had hurriedly clothed ourselves and stood 
breathlessly awaiting our fait, Mr. Carver looked at Todd 
and jerked his head in a motion of dismissal. Todd almost 
tripped he was in such a hurry to get out of the room.

Then my boss looked at me and said, "Well Donna, it looks 
like you and I are going to start our own little affair 
as of tonight. I'll stop by your office at 7, then we can 
go from there. I have a great little apartment I keep in 
town that I'm sure you'll just love. I have a free night 
every Thursday, and that'll be your day each week."

I could only look at him in shock. He was old enough to 
be my father! But at that moment I knew that I was going 
to be his fuck toy from now on, and that there was 
nothing I could do about it.

Then I thought to myself, "Well, it could be worse, at 
least I can screw Todd the rest of the week." And I 
smiled at Mr. Carver.

*

What I didn't know was that Mr. Carver's partners in the 
firm would get me on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, 
leaving me free for Todd only on Fridays. Oh well, at 
least I get my honey once a week, and all the sex I could 
ever want to boot!

END

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