Days at the bank were long. She didn't understand where the phrase `bankers hours' came from. Her career bloomed in an age where convenience meant longer hours and more cheesy marketing schemes than the bankers during the age that coined that phrase could possibly fathom.

Sara was not the youngest gal in the bank, but she was far from the older crowd. Her full figure was far more developed than it was when she started working there in high school. Yes, college had done wonders for her. Her smiling face illuminated the teller line with her extremely light complexion, framed by shoulder length chestnut curls; a clear giveaway for her Irish ancestery. Her soft body had ample curves, and her business attire could never quite restrain the curvature of her D-cup breasts. The sticker that she had to wear on her chest proclaiming "Ask me how to get a free gift" only gave men an excuse to stare, and it made her a bit self conscious. On the other hand, it was nice to get noticed sometimes. 

That day was particularly slow. She had already read the newspaper, and gone through the daily gossip provided by her coworkers. She hated being bored, but there was a positive side to slow days in the bank... Ned. The bank manager, 32 with dark hair and a muscular 6'3" build, rarely had a chance to escape the confines of his office. Slow days meant that Ned could come share stories with Sara, and she enjoyed every moment of it. Ned went directly to her window whenever he had a free moment, and revelled in sharing party stories. She made him feel young, something that didn't happen that often anymore. She liked the attention, and getting a glance at his bulky frame never disappointed either. 

Today, Ned came behind the teller line and spun Sara in her chair until she held her stomach and begged him to stop. He laughed and accused her of not being able to `take the heat'. She laughed to herself at that statement... he had no idea. He stopped to help the head teller with a transaction before returning to Sara's side to ask if she wanted him to spin her again. Spotting a customer entering the bank, Sara told Ned `we'll save that for later'. The moment the words exited her full lips, Sara realized that it sounded wrong. Ned raised his eyebrows at her, and she smirked. At least she had provided new topic for gossip for her bored middleaged coworkers!

The afternoon dragged on, and Sara was searching for any meaningless task she could find to occupy her time. A fellow teller suggested that she clean the microwave in their basement breakroom. She cringed at the idea of cleaning up the remnants of frozen weight watchers meals that the slobby ladies of the office couldn't take the time to wipe up. It meant that she could waste some time alone in the basement though, so she agreed. 

Armed with a roll of paper towels and some cleaner, Sara headed into the large, dimly lit basement.  A small area of it was walled off, creating a sort of breakroom. She always thought it looked like it was left unfinished. She headed towards the counter in the back of the room. There sat the filthy microwave that created her opportunity for escape from the boring world of banking. She bent over and looked inside the microwave, when she felt a slight breeze on the back of her thighs. She was glad she was alone; her short skirt didn't provide much coverage of her ass when she bent over. She always broke the rules when it came to hosiery too... she didn't think it was necessary, but it made this situation all the worse. 

She began to clean the microwave, bending over even more to scrub the back of the filthy machine. She had begun to make some real progress when she felt yet another breeze on her partially exposed backside. She began to reach for the back of her skirt to give it a tug down when her hand brushed something she didn't expect to be there. Before she could turn around, two large firm hands planted themselves on her hips. 

" Wow, you sure are getting in there pretty deep..."  joked the low but playful voice of her manager Ned. 

Shocked, but excited by the feel of his hands on her, Sara could barely reply, but managed to squeak out a quiet `mmhmm'. 

His hands moved slowly down her hips, down to the sides of her tight thighs. 

`You know, I might have to bust you for breaking dress code... I know it seems unfair, but I think it is unfair to expect me to be able to work while you are walking around looking so smokin' hot." 

When he said this, he slowly pressed his body against her bent over frame.  She let out a slight moan, barely audible. Her mind was going a mile a minute. She had always fanticized that something like this would happen, in fact she had pleasured herself thinking about it before. Now it seemed like Ned was on his way to making her fantasy become reality. She decided to start playing along.

"I could say the same thing to you. What are we going to do to fix this problem?". 

Sara had a way of sounding extremely sexy when she got playful.  Ned followed suit. 

"Oh, I think that we can rectify this."

Ned moved his hands further down her legs before running them back up towards her midsection. Enjoying the feeling, she pushed her body back against his large frame. His hands moved smoothly up to feel the curvature of her breasts through her shirt. They felt like they were just about to pop out of her top. She moaned in approval. He began to unbutton her dress shirt from the bottom up. When he released the last button, he felt the warmth of her flesh. He took off her top, exposing her light skinned body. He marveled at how beautiful and soft her white skin made her appear. He reached around and cupped her tits, which were more than a handful. 

Sara attempted to turn around to face Ned, but he liked this game. He held her body in place. 
	"No, I'll let you know when to turn around"

She loved a man in control. His cock had grown very hard, and was pressing firmly through his dress pants against her ass. She reached back and placed her hand between the two, wanting to get into contact with his cock as soon as possible. He let out a heavy breath in excitement when she caressed his crotch through his pants. He moved his hands slowly down her body from her beautiful tits down to undo the zipper of her skirt. In one swift motion, he had her skirt down , and kicked it out of the way.

 She was completely nude now, except for a skimpy pair of black lace panties that made an extreme contrast against her pale skin. He reached around and began to gently rub her pussy through the panties, teasing her. She began to breathe harder, and moved her hands around to grip his ass, pulling his body in tighter against hers. He moved his hands up to her tits, and massaged them gently for a moment, before turning her around to face him. 

Sara looked upon Ned and tried to forget that she had seen his wedding ring, and the picture of his wife and kids in his office. Still, there was something about knowing that Ned wanted her despite being married that made her extremely horny. 

He looked at her body exposed before him, and thought to himself `damn'. He wished that he had stayed on the dating scene longer than he did, because young girls like Sara are one in a million. Her bright blue eyes looked longingly upon him, and he could wait no longer. He moved in swiftly and kissed her full lips gently, until instinct took over and they were caught in an intense make-out. He moved his lips down her neck softly and slowly, until her reached her breasts. He teased her nipple with his tongue, moving in circular motions around it. He put his mouth on her tit and sucked gently. She threw her head back and let out a gasp of pleasure. He moved on and played with the other tit for a short while, before continuing back up to kiss her lips. 

She skillfully removed his clothing as they continued with a passionate kissing session. Finally she pulled away from the kiss and moved down to her knees to unbutton his pants. She pulled them down, and he took the opportunity to kick off his shoes  and remove the pants completely. She rubbed his throbbing cock through his black calvin klein briefs. He moaned in pleasure. He didn't realize his dick could get any harder.  She looked up at him while she pulled off his underwear, exposing his thick, 8 inch uncut cock. She stoked it slowly, making sure to give his balls a little love with the other hand. She looked up at him and in a cute voice, asked 

	"Want me to suck it baby? I'll make it feel good" .

Her question made him even hornier. He reached down and combed his hands through her brown curls, nodding. She went right to work, swirling her tongue around the tip of his head before taking it into her mouth. 

"Damn, she's good" he thought. Everytime that he was getting ready to cum, she would change up her routine to stop him from finishing. "not yet", she commanded gently. 

Finally, he was too horny for one-way service. He reached down and tilted her chin up towards him, and told her to stand up. She obeyed, leaning her back against the edge of the counter. He kissed her mouth before moving his attention south. He ran his hands down her body until he reached the skimpy pair of panties, pulling them down and off her body. He kissed the area around her pussy gently, carefully avoiding her clit. He moved his tongue slowly in one long movement from her pussy upwards, finally grazing her clit with his tongue. She moaned loudly. He continued to pleasure her orally until she could take no more. Sensing she was ready, he looked at Sara.  
"I want to fuck you baby". 
She grinded her pussy against his large cock. "Fuck me". 

He picked her up and placed her on the counter. Spreading her thighs wide, he pushed his cock into her very tight pussy. They both moaned at the insertion, it was exceptional for both. He began to thrust in and out of her slowly, while she moved her pelvis forward to meet his with an enthusiastic slap. She could take the whole thing inside her, and he was loving it. She wanted more, exclaiming `harder!'. 

He took advantage of his large build and her smaller frame by picking her up off the counter and bouncing her on his cock while standing up. He gripped her ass as she bounced up and down on him with her legs gripped around his body tightly. He was trying to stop himself from coming with all his might. He wanted this to last. She wimpered, 
 
"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum baby"

followed by an orgasmic moan. She got off once, and was working on her second when Ned was about to burst. He told her he was going to cum, and that put her over the top too. Together they climaxed, Ned letting loose a huge load of cum into her pussy before needing to take a seat and rest. 

Sara quickly dressed and closed the fairly clean microwave. She turned to Ned, and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. 

"Thanks babe. I'll be sure to break dress code again soon!"

She walked gracefully back up the stairs. When she opened the door to the teller line, the clock read 6:50. Almost time to leave. The new bankers hours weren't quite so bad afterall, she supposed. 

"All clean" she informed the other tellers. 

"We sent Ned down on his break to supervise. We figured it was a pretty important task" one teller joked. 

Ned emerged from the basement. "All clean, and just in time to go!" he exclaimed. "We'll have to make sure that gets done on a more regular basis. Great Job kiddo." he commented before spinning Sara in her chair and walking back into his office. 

"Days at the bank the bank are long' thought as she began to count up her money and close her station. `Can't beat the management though.'

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