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From: "Leo Wulf" <leowulf@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} After Hours (FM, femdom, rom, tease, no sex) - final version
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Date: Wed, 06 Feb 2008 23:10:02 -0500
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After Hours (FM, femdom, rom, tease, no sex)

by Leowulf

In which Andy stays at work late helping one of his coworkers.

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After Hours

The wind whipped through the bare trees outside Maternity Fashions as
the snowstorm blew in.  Big, heavy snowflakes made the streetlights
twinkle as they fell.  Andy looked outside with worry as the snow
already started covering his car.

"So what do you think?"  Rachael asked.  "Do we do a separate request
for the field office or just include them in this one?"

He would have to be careful on the way home, in the snow and in full
darkness.  Not only did he have to work late, he'd be home later than he
thought.  Andy wouldn't get to see his son before bedtime.  Might not
even get to make love with Sandy.

"Andrew," Rachael teased, her voice playful.  "I'm asking your opinion
instead of just making you do stuff."

It was nights like this that made Andy regret coming to Bear Valley.  It
was too cold, too snowy.  And he was only working late because Rachael
wanted to; what he wanted didn't matter.  He should have just stayed
back home, where it didn't snow.

"Andrew!"

Ms Rachael's voice whipped through him as she called him away from the
snow outside.  Andy looked at his coworker with worry as her irritated
tone sunk in.  He'd been daydreaming at work, and not even a fun
daydream either.  They were already staying late enough without him
keeping them later.

"I know I'm plain and boring instead of stunning and riveting like Ms
Tara, but you don't have to make it so obvious."

"You're not plain or boring, Ms Rachael."  Andy rested his hand on hers
affectionately.  One thing he had learned recently was not to be ashamed
to express his feelings.  "You're gentle and playful and very caring.  I
was worrying about the snowy weather.  I'm sorry for making you feel
bad."

"I forgive you, my sweet Andrew."  It was her warm smile as much as her
loving words that made Andy feel she truly did forgive him.  Ms Rachael
turned her hand to hold his.  Her warm, slim fingers were soft on his
larger, rougher hand.  She sighed and her fuzzy sweater swelled, drawing
Andy's eyes to her modest bosom.  Andy felt his member swell in response
to her, but he was content to sit with her, holding hands.

Before his conference, he'd looked at women as sex objects, but now he
had a deep appreciation for all the females in his life, not only as
sexual beings, but for all their qualities as people.  Andy also had a
deep respect for them as being in charge of his world, much like his Mom
was when he was a little boy.  'Matriarchy,' Andy thought.  'Mom's in
charge.'

Despite his aroused state, Andy felt comfortable trusting Ms Rachael to
be in charge of him.  While his pretty coworker's shy smile and slight
blush when their eyes met made his heart beat faster, the man was still
glad to follow her lead.  He felt like she was his big sister, even
though she was younger and smaller than him.

"You're being a good little helper, Andrew."  Andy felt his cheeks warm
at her praise.  "I'm just feeling bitchy tonight.  It's nothing you've
done."  He felt his blush deepen as she brought his hand to her lips and
kissed it.  "It's just that I know you're only on loan to me."

Andy felt even more embarrassed when Ms Rachael scooted her chair up
against his and rested her hand - and his - on her warm lap.  "I've got
you this week," she continued.  As if to emphasize that point, she
parted her legs to let their joined hands fall between them, right
against her private parts, and squeezed her legs together.  Her jeans
were very warm.  Andy gasped in response to her thighs squeezing his
hand.  He didn't dare move.  "But I know your heart and soul belong to
Ms Tara - and of course to Ms Sandra."

"I greatly respect and admire Ms Tara," Andy said.  "Who wouldn't?  And
I'm very devoted to my wife."  Andy still felt his heart pound, but
being reminded of his sweet Sandy helped the man keep his thoughts more
appropriate.  "But you're a truly wonderful lady too, Ms Rachael.  I
really like how playful you are; you make me feel like we're little
kids.  And you care about people; that makes it easy to trust you.  I
can't think of anyone else I'd rather be loaned to."

Andy realized that he was saying things to Ms Rachael that he'd call
fawning if he heard Robin - the other male in their office - say them to
Ms Regina.  It still made him uncomfortable to see how the teen
worshipped his supervisor.  But Andy wasn't fawning; he was just being
honest.  His pretty young coworker looked so pleased, it made Andy glad
he'd said all that.

"You are such a cutie-pie."  Ms Rachael let go of Andy's hand and
stroked his cheek.  Then to the big man's surprise, she leaned over and
kissed him on the lips.  Andy gasped again when she gave his rigid
member a playful squeeze.  "And I guess I'm wonderful enough to send you
home to your Mothermistress.  Just one more thing, Andrew."

"Sure!"  Andy smiled broadly.  They still had about another hour of work
before they reached a good stopping place, but he was glad Ms Rachael
was willing to leave the rest for tomorrow.  "You want me to put the
papers away so we can go?"

"Nope.  I want another cup of cocoa."  Andy was surprised; he hadn't
expected her to stay even later after sending him home for the night.
He was much more surprised when his young coworker added, "and ... I
want a poem."

"A what?"  Andy was sure he hadn't heard her correctly.

"A poem."  The Ms Rachael's blush when she said that was so endearing.
"Like the one you sprang on Ms Tara this morning."

"Um," Andy said, "that was just impromptu.  I can't just make up a poem
on demand; I'm not that good."

"Andrew, listen carefully."  Andy's pretty young coworker stood and
pulled the bigger man to his feet.  Looking up into his eyes, she said,
"I believe you can do anything you set your mind to, little one."  She
kissed him again.  "I believe in you, Andrew."

"Um," Andy repeated.  Looking into Ms Rachael's loving blue eyes, he saw
her confidence in him, and it made him feel confident too.  "I'll do my
best."

"Good boy!"  The wonderful young lady smiled her approval, then she sent
Andy to the coffee stand with a pat on his bottom.  "Extra cream
please."

Andy was thoughtful as he made her cocoa.  Everyone here was so
encouraging, they made the man want to do well for them.  Even Sandy had
a confidence in him that he hadn't seen before they moved to Bear
Valley.  He was so glad they came here.

"Here you go."  Andy hand his pretty coworker her mug.  "Extra cream and
chocolate sprinkles too."

"And?"  Looking very pleased with herself, Ms Rachael leaned back in her
chair, resting one foot casually on her desk and sipping her cocoa.  And
waiting for him.

The big man took a deep breath.  He felt very much like a small child,
reciting a lesson for his teacher or his Mom.

"Mistress Rachael is more than a friend
Being with her is enough to send
A simple man like me
Into a state of ecstasy
I'm very glad to do what I can
To make her glad that I'm her man
Even if I'm just on loan
I truly hope my love I've shown
By giving her this simple poem
To warm her heart when I go home."

Ms Rachael stared at Andy for a few seconds.  He hoped his poem didn't
somehow upset her.  Finally she shook her head as if in disbelief and
breathed, "wow!"

"Did," Andy asked.  "Did you like it?"

"Wow!" she repeated.  She giggled and added, "yes Andrew, I liked it.
That was ... incredible."

Andy's pretty young coworker slid her foot off her desk and stood.  "You
go on home now, little one."  She reached forward and held his package
through his slacks.  Andy felt trapped under her gentle touch.  "Before
I strip you naked and make love to you right here."

"Well."  Andy blushed.  He didn't know what to say, so he changed the
subject.  "It's already late and the snow is awful; do you want me to
drive you home?"

Mercifully, Ms Rachael removed her hand from Andy's stiff member.  The
young lady looked at him like he'd said something incredibly foolish.
"No, Andrew."

She got his heavy winter coat from the coat rack and gave it to him.
"Ms Regina is going to pick me up after she's done making her Robin kiss
her yoni."  She sat back at her desk and took a sip of her cocoa.  Then
she added with a wry smile, "Besides, somebody's got to do some work
around here."

Andy felt himself blush again as she blew him a kiss.  "Tell Ms Sandra
that I said 'hi' and that I said I want her to give you a big reward for
being such a sweetie."

Outside, as Andy was brushing the snow off his car, he thought about how
pleased Ms Rachael was with his poem, and how good that made him feel
about himself.  He drove home slowly through the snow, very glad that he
and Sandy came to Bear Valley, where every female made him feel special,
and cared for, and loved.

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